"Yes, sorry for sudden disturbance. Is Yui’s condition okay?"
Yuu always felt Mama Yuigahama’s smile full anings. Suppressed doubt montarily, politely nodded response.
"Too polite. That child surely thrilled knowing you ca."
While speaking, Mama Yuigahama appraised top to bottom, gaze bold sowhat aggressive.
Yuu, thin-faced self-view, nearly uncomfortable stared thus. But unaccustod nervous before others—especially girlfriend’s parent. Held chest upright, openly returned stare.
Bare face sowhat like Yui, but aura more mature gentle. Skin smooth firm, not look thirties woman. Figure beautiful curves even apron couldn’t hide.
Rather housewife, more like slightly older Yuigahama sister. Appearance expressions, little ti damage visible.
(...Well-maintained.)
Only impression Yuu had. Preferred sincere foolish girl. No interest in housewife.
anwhile, as observed enough, Mama Yuigahama stroked cheek. Full soft lip corner showed childish naughty smile. Kept staring, slowly said:
"Regarding Yui’s condition... Can say good, can say not."
"R-really..." Yuu brows twitched hearing.
What cliché answer? Teasing deliberately?
Clearly, yes.
Though first ti such prospective mother-in-law test, experienced Yuu slled it. Knew poor response might spend much ti door-front with Mama Yuigahama before enter, et Yuigahama.
Mind spun fast. Smiled, responded unhurried: "Then, can cook my signature dicinal porridge for her. If sick cures, if not warms stomach. Fits Yui now."
Then eyed interlocutor. Gaze serious, tone gradually sincere earnest.
"Mama Yuigahama, allow entry? Just bit. Won’t disturb dinner!"
"..."
Teasing expression slightly froze. Mama Yuigahama blinked startled.
Yuu naturally understood. Want enter after few words indeed impolite—but showed how eager et Yuigahama.
Before parents, strong statents > sweet words. Lesson from past experience.
Let et daughter—gaze interlocutor thus. Agree or not, conversation pushed next stage.
Indeed, after eye contact sincere urgent gaze seconds, Mama Yuigahama odd sighed. As convinced, stepped back.
"Originally wanted chat bit, but hurried et Yui..."
But speaking, sohow oddly sullen. Occasionally sad-eyed glanced.
"Turns out old woman like no appeal? Even handso youth unwilling longer look? Sob sob sob~"
(Mama-san, truly energetic...)
Yuu didn’t voice complaint. No sweet words seduce opponent. Just awkward laughed response.
Yukino still garden-waiting. Didn’t want waste words on this housewife.
Realizing Yuu unresponsive, unamusing Mama Yuigahama stopped. Stepped aside.
Then, right before Yuu enter, thirties woman closed door smiling, blocked warningless.
"Go up, ask Yui if wants et. Wait here, kid~"
"..."
Yuu eyed front door. Mouth slightly agape, face confused unexpected. Even seed hear woman behind door humming upstairs.
(Mama-san, could say upfront, why beat around long?)
(Did I offend sowhere, tease thus?)
Questions buried heart. Yuu silently held forehead, took sa pose as Yukino.
"Housewives nowadays really know how to joke around..."
Luckily, upstairs question ti not long.
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