No matter how much Mrs. Yuigahama called out, Sayuri, of course, wasn't going to unlock the car door.
In fact—
Sayuri even sent Mrs. Yuigahama a killer move: a video.
"Hikigaya-kun, Hikigaya-kun…"
Instinctively squeezing her thighs together, Mrs. Yuigahama's cheeks flushed a rosy red, her face filled with both heartache and worry.
After more than half an hour of standing around helplessly in the wind,
—finally, the car window rolled down.
"Asuna, thanks for standing guard~"
With a few strands of hair stuck to the corner of her lips, Sayuri smiled sweetly at Mrs. Yuigahama.
"!!"
Mrs. Yuigahama's delicate body trembled. She pouted angrily:
"Hurry up and open the door!"
"Heehee~ okay, okay, geez, why are you in such a rush? Are you that desperate to pounce on Hikigaya?"
"I-I'm not like you! I… I would never do… do that kind of thing to Hikigaya-kun!"
Blushing furiously, Mrs. Yuigahama hurried over to the passenger side, carefully opening the car door.
The moment she opened it—
A strange, indescribable mix of smells hit her full in the face, making her expression change slightly.
Clenching her thighs tightly, Mrs. Yuigahama pressed her cherry lips together and slipped into the passenger seat. But when she saw the boy, drenched in sweat and looking utterly exhausted, she could no longer hold back her emotions. She couldn't help but wrap his head gently into her arms.
"Hikigaya-kun, are you okay?"
The cotton-soft sensation surrounded Hikigaya's head, and a tender, comforting warmth, like a campfire on a cold night, seeped into his soul and body.
Held in Mrs. Yuigahama's gentle embrace, Hikigaya hurriedly said:
"M-Mrs. Yuigahama, I, I… cough, I'm fine, really."
"Ugh, you're already so worn out, your body's all soft like marshmallow."
Heart aching, Mrs. Yuigahama continued to softly cradle his head, as if trying to pour all her tenderness into him.
"M-Mrs. Yuigahama, w-wait… I'm, I'm really dirty right now…"
Even though it felt incredibly comforting being in her gentle arms—especially when those arms belonged to the ever-so-kind and beautiful Mrs. Yuigahama—Hikigaya fought to suppress his impulses, struggling a bit to show his restraint.
"That's right~"
Sayuri smiled faintly, "Hikigaya's covered in my scent right now. Oh, and… hehe, my sweat too…"
"Hikigaya-kuni's not dirty at all!"
Ignoring Sayuri's teasing, Mrs. Yuigahama continued to cradle Hikigaya softly, her voice gentle: "Mama doesn't mind. From now on, Mama will protect you, Hikigaya-kun. Mama absolutely won't let you suffer under that Auntie Sawamura's cruel hands again."
"Mrs. Yuigahama, thank you."
"Uu~ why are you being so polite with Mama?"
While she spoke, Mrs. Yuigahama glanced toward Sayuri:
"Please drive me and Hikigaya-kun home."
"Oh? What, planning to properly spoil the boy tonight?"
Sayuri chuckled.
"Yes. After all the outrageous things you've done, I do need to properly care for Hikigaya-kun. I made chicken soup tonight—I'm going to nourish him well."
"Pff, chicken soup for recovery, huh?"
Sayuri teased, "Careful it doesn't 'nourish' you both right into bed~"
"You—ugh! I told you! I'm not like you! I'd never do something so outrageous to this child!"
Mrs. Yuigahama glared at Sayuri, then gently looked back at Hikigaya: "Hikigaya-kun, do you trust Mama?"
"Mm, of course I trust you, Mrs. Yuigahama."
Compared to the wild, almost beast-like Sayuri, Hikigaya naturally felt that the gentle Mrs. Yuigahama was much more reliable.
"Hikigaya-kun…"
Her heart gave a soft thump, and Mrs. Yuigahama felt a rush of joy and warmth from the boy's trust.
"Mama will never let you down~ Mama will always protect you from now on, Hikigaya-kun, Hikigaya…"
"Alright, alright, enough with the mush. I'll drive you two back."
Sayuri interrupted.
At that, Mrs. Yuigahama reluctantly let go of Hikigaya.
Worried that Sayuri might try something sneaky again, Mrs. Yuigahama insisted that Hikigaya sit in the back seat with her.
Sayuri was in a good mood tonight, so she didn't care about such little details.
The park wasn't far from Mrs. Yuigahama's house.
After just a few minutes of driving, Sayuri pulled up in front.
"Hikigaya-kun, let Auntie hold you, here—be careful~"
"Auntie, I'm fine, really, I can still walk on my own."
Feeling a little embarrassed by her overprotectiveness, Hikigaya scratched his head.
Two beautiful married women—one far too aggressive, and the other almost too gentle.
"Better safe than sorry~ Mama will carry you~"
Mrs. Yuigahama insisted as she carefully helped him out, then looked toward Sayuri:
"If there's nothing else, you can head home."
Sayuri curled her lips into a mischievous grin. "Asuna, let me tell you honestly—Hikigaya, hehe, he's really amazing~! Don't lose control tonight~!"
"You—!"
Mrs. Yuigahama's expression shifted, but before she could respond, Sayuri quickly rolled up the window and sped off.
"That woman…"
Mrs. Yuigahama pressed her fingers to her temple, exasperated.
"Hikigaya-kun, don't pay attention to Auntie Sawamura. You know what she's like~"
"Mm, I trust you, Mrs. Yuigahama."
"Uu~ what a sweet child~"
Feeling a surge of warmth in her chest, Mrs. Yuigahama didn't say anything more. She softly wrapped an arm around Hikigaya and guided him inside.
At the doorway, she could faintly hear the sound of water running in the bathroom—clearly, her daughter Yui was taking a bath.
With a sigh, Mrs. Yuigahama decided to set aside her daughter's matters for now, gently settling Hikigaya on the sofa.
Then, she headed into the kitchen to prepare a steaming bowl of chicken soup.
A few minutes later—
She brought the bowl over and personally fed it to the boy.
"Hikigaya-kun, how's the taste?"
"Mm, warm, very soothing, really delicious."
"Uu, I'm so glad~"
Heart swelling with joy, Mrs. Yuigahama gently said:
"Once you're done, Mama will give you a little massage~ Mm, Mama will make sure you're all refreshed and ready for school tomorrow~"
"Thank you, Auntie."
And so—
After Hikigaya finished the chicken soup, Mrs. Yuigahama had him lie on her lap while she gently massaged him, starting from his thighs.
"How's the pressure? Does it hurt?"
"No, it feels really nice. Auntie, you're very… gentle. Mm, much gentler than Auntie Sawamura."
"R-really? You think I'm better than that Sawamura woman?!"
A woman's competitive spirit flared up. Hearing those words, Mrs. Yuigahama's heart began to race, her thighs tightened slightly, and an inexplicable feeling surged up within her chest.
Calm down, Asuna!