"I'm home."
Sakura announced as she stepped inside.
Miyajima Chun had been waiting for ages.
This was her first time waiting for her daughter to return from a date with a boy.
"Didn't have dinner together?" Chun asked.
"No, it was getting late. Didn't want to worry you," Sakura replied with a smile.
Chun nodded, satisfied. Good kid. Polite, no dirty thoughts.
"Bath first or dinner first?"
"Bath. It was so hot today, I'm all sweaty."
Hot weather was one thing.
But after being called "onee-san" several times by Kobayashi-kun, her body temperature had skyrocketed. Even after getting splashed with boiling water, the area between her thighs was still sticky with sweat.
Hearing "onee-san" made her really happy.
But the damp feeling… not so comfortable.
"Alright. Remember to put your clothes in the laundry basket. I'll grab them later," Chun said with a gentle smile.
Movie + walking around town after? What a wholesome date, Chun thought warmly.
Back in my day… Nah, better not remember.
"Okaaay~~" Sakura answered, her voice noticeably lighter than usual.
From that rising lilt, Chun could tell her daughter was in an amazingly good mood.
Her usually calm, mature girl was this happy just from spending time with that boy.
Sakura practically skipped to the bathroom, peeled off her long-sleeve tee and jeans, revealing a healthy flat stomach and milky-white skin, then unhooked her bra.
The heavy weight was freed, bouncing with an impressive arc.
As usual, she placed the laundry basket outside the door and stepped into the shower.
Water trickled down her fair skin, forming tiny streams that disappeared into the drain.
"Sakura,"
Chun's voice came from outside. "I'm taking your clothes now~ I'll toss them in the washer. You can wear them again tomorrow."
"Okay."
Sakura listened until her mother's footsteps faded down the hallway.
She turned off the shower, then, like a thief, grabbed her phone from the counter.
Yesterday, Ayaka had taught her a high-tech new function: voice recording.
Yes, it might be a little rude to Kobayashi-kun, but during the movie, Sakura had secretly recorded a clip of his voice.
She turned the volume way down and played it.
『Onee-san, let me tell you…』
"Nn—!" Sakura let out a tiny moan.
Rewind. The rest didn't matter.
『Onee-san, I…』
"Ahhh~~"
In the steamy bathroom, her eyes grew misty.
Rewind.
『Onee-san…』
"Ahhh~?"
She was sweating again.
Sakura squeezed her thighs together, utterly satisfied. Listening too much makes me sweat, so shower time is perfect.
Hehe… Kobayashi-kun… hehe… guhehe…
If only there were magic to erase everything after those two syllables. She only needed "onee-san" forever~~
…
Meanwhile,
Miyajima Chun stood frozen, staring blankly at the object in her hand.
She had just been collecting Sakura's laundry.
As usual, she checked the pockets first.
And pulled out… Huh?
A… Eh? Eh? This is…?
Thirty-plus years of life experience screamed the answer:
An Okamoto.
Extra-large.
Condom.
But… huh?? Why was this in Sakura's pocket!?
W-Wait.
Chun's brain turned to mush. The world spun.
Sakura. Has. A. Condom. In. Her. Pocket.
She spelled it out to herself, word by word.
Then, though she didn't want to believe it, the conclusion was crystal clear:
Sakura went on a date with a boy today… and came home with a condom!
There's no way Sakura would…
No, no, no.
Chun shook her head violently.
Her daughter had walked in perfectly fine—light steps, great posture. Definitely not like someone who had just lost her virginity.
And this size was… extra-large.
Even Chun, who had experience, wasn't sure she could handle something that big. There's no way Sakura could act normal after that.
But!
What if… this time it wasn't her first time?
That thought made Chun's heart sink.
But Sakura hadn't shown any weird signs lately. Today was a rare outing, and last time she came home totally normal too.
Could it be that all that kendo training made her… unusually flexible and resilient down there?
This was bad.
Chun dropped the laundry, dashed straight to the bathroom, and didn't even knock.
"Sakura, I'm coming in."
『Onee—』
"Ahhh~~~~???"
Sakura frantically paused the recording and hurriedly put the phone back, looking exactly like a thief caught red-handed.
"M-Mom??"
Sakura stared in shock as her mother started untying her apron without a word.
"Sakura," Chun forced a smile. "It's been forever since we bathed together. Let Mommy scrub your back today, okay?"
"W-Wait… Mom…"
『Onee-san』 still wasn't… enough yet…
"Don't be shy~~" Chun laughed, already fully undressed, pushing her daughter forward.
Sakura was mature for her age, but compared to Chun, she was still one size smaller.
"You're growing up so well," Chun said with a smile, wrapping her arms around Sakura's chest from behind.
"N-No, Mom, you're the one who…" Sakura mumbled.
She hugged herself tightly. She hadn't bathed with her mother since starting high school. This felt way too embarrassing.
"There, there."
Chun chuckled, pressing her own chest against Sakura's back. "No need to be shy. Let Mommy take a good look!"
"W-Wait… Mom!?"
Sakura half-heartedly struggled as Chun playfully tackled her.
After a very thorough inspection,
Miyajima Chun was 99% certain: everything was still intact down there.
Wonderful news! Congratulations!
But then another question arose.
If the final fortress was still standing… then why did Sakura have a condom?
Shouldn't the boy be the one carrying it?
Chun suddenly sucked in a cold breath.
An earth-shattering conclusion formed:
Her daughter… was the one taking the initiative!!
This was bad…
Just what kind of monster was that boy to make her precious daughter act like this?
How should she deal with this enemy?
Chun's brows locked tight.
She felt like she had just met the greatest rival of her life.
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