Chapter 135

Yuigahama Kaho's full body pressed heavily on Kitakami Yoru's lower abdomen.

Her body leaned forward, their gazes level, one hand as warm as jade still clutching Kitakami Yoru's clothes tightly, pulling them into wrinkles.

This posture usually only appears in restricted-rated films.

"Yuigahama... Manager Yuigahama..."

Whether it was because of the pressure or because Kitakami Yoru was too nervous, he felt his breathing was obstructed and began to twist his waist slightly.

Swaying left and right, his legs kicking wildly.

His nose was filled with the wonderful body fragrance that Yuigahama Kaho carried, making him feel a bit unable to stop.

"Ah?"

Maintaining this posture, Yuigahama Kaho let out an "ah," and her disconnected brain finally reconnected.

It was just still a bit slow.

Looking at Kitakami Yoru, whose breathing was almost hitting her face, his slightly chubby yet very young and handsome face, her body couldn't make any reaction.

"Manager Yuigahama..."

Kitakami Yoru squeezed a sound out of his mouth with difficulty and gently patted the other person's shoulder with his hand.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Yuigahama Kaho's reaction channel finally opened; she called out three times before using her hands and feet to support her body.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Kitakami Yoru's face was bright red, including his earlobes—who knew what the reason was?

Yuigahama Kaho got up from his lower abdomen.

Able to breathe again, he immediately straightened his waist and sat up.

"Gomen ne, Kitakami-kun, my physical exertion was too great, and my legs suddenly lost strength just now."

"The floor was also slippery, and I accidentally tackled you."

Yuigahama Kaho leaned against the wall, looking down at Kitakami Yoru, apologizing with an embarrassed expression.

"It's okay, Manager Yuigahama, I'm fine."

Kitakami Yoru was completely fine; it was just that smelling the scent of Yuigahama Kaho's body fragrance mixed with her fragrant sweat at such close range made him feel a bit dizzy.

"Come, use some strength."

Yuigahama Kaho reached out her small hand, grabbed Kitakami Yoru's wrist, and helped him up from the floor.

"I'm... I'm fine..."

Kitakami Yoru's reaction was like being electrocuted; his arm shook violently, and he pulled it back quickly.

"Hmm?"

Yuigahama Kaho observed Kitakami Yoru's expression and smiled slightly.

So he's shy with me.

What an unexpectedly pure little boy.

"You didn't bump the back of your head, did you? Does it hurt?"

Yuigahama Kaho had a gentle smile on her face and reached out both hands to wrap around Kitakami Yoru's head.

She was probably trying to press Kitakami Yoru's head down to check for any swelling or injury so she could help rub the swollen area.

"No need, Manager Yuigahama, thank you."

Kitakami Yoru was inexplicably nervous, his tailbone aching, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"No need to be shy with your auntie, you could be my son..."

"Heh~"

Yuigahama Kaho smiled gently and playfully, using her fingers to lightly brush away a few strands of orange hair from her ear.

"I know, I..."

Kitakami Yoru was a bit restless and pointed to the restroom.

"Ah, gomen, I forgot you needed to use it."

Yuigahama Kaho shouted in surprise and quickly stepped aside.

Kitakami Yoru slipped in and closed the restroom door.

Yuigahama Kaho suddenly gave a light, shallow smile.

"Mom, did something happen?"

Yuigahama Yui heard the strange noise and rushed over curiously, but she was a step too late.

"It's nothing."

Yuigahama Kaho recalled the erotic scene from earlier.

This mature, gentle woman, who was old enough to be Kitakami Yoru's mother and was also Yuigahama-san's mother, felt a flash of surprise and shyness in her water-like eyes.

Afternoon work ended.

Kitakami Yoru went home and passed by a convenience store, rewarding himself with a bottle of white-packaged, sugar-free, high-fiber cola.

Drinking it for weight loss was perfectly fine.

Once home, he changed his shoes, grabbed San-san and put it on his lap, and turned on the TV news.

The news was broadcasting the recent surge in prices and the sweltering heat.

Someone had heatstroke...

Foreign novelty news.

Kitakami Yoru's attention wasn't on the TV news at all.

He just wanted to hear the sound of the TV.

"Hoo~"

"This afternoon, really~"

"How does Yuigahama-san's mother manage to have such a great figure, looking so ripe, juicy, and moist, yet appearing both mature and young?"

"Will Yuigahama-san become like that in the future?"

"The mother and daughter really look so much alike..."

Kitakami Yoru thought silently to himself, taking small sips of cola to rest.

In the evening.

He went out to buy some discounted vegetables, meat, flour, and nuts.

Kitakami Yoru planned to bake whole-wheat bread; if he could make it himself, he wouldn't need to go out and buy it.

Time flew by, and three days passed.

Kitakami Yoru woke up early in the morning and hesitated, but still didn't step on the scale.

Because he knew that in just a few days, there wouldn't be any major new changes.

His figure did show a certain trend, transitioning toward that of a normal person.

The only downside to losing weight too quickly was that Kitakami Yoru's previous clothes, pants, etc., couldn't be worn anymore.

Including his shoes; as his feet slimmed down, his shoe size even shrank a little bit.

After washing up and making breakfast, he drank some water.

Kitakami Yoru went to the park for his morning run as usual.

Breathing the freshest air, he set his goal at 2000 meters, jogging at a steady pace.

In the large park, there were only the rustling sounds of elderly people and children; the surrounding environment was quiet and pleasant.

Fujiwara Chika lifted the ban on Pesu today and brought it out for a morning run.

"Pesu, you must not eat random things, do you understand?"

Fujiwara Chika exhorted Pesu, who was rolling on the ground and acting spoiled, speechlessly.

"Wang wang—wang—"

The clever Pesu barked aggrievedly; it had never eaten random things.

But Fujiwara Chika could never understand its explanations.

Sigh~

"Alright, go ahead."

Fujiwara Chika unfastened Pesu's collar and began her warm-up exercises on the spot.

Pesu ran off happily.

"Really now."