[Ibuki Yuko is not angry about your behavior. She once stood in the same place as you, looking down from the patio. From this angle, she can see the top of the bookshelf that cannot be seen from a normal perspective.]
[Every time she observed like this, her eyes were always attracted by the sharp corners of the bookshelf. In her mind, she would imagine the dull sound of her bones hitting the corners, and the scene of the bookshelf falling over and burying her. She loved books, and being buried by books was a heart-warming painting.]
[Seeing you looking down at the railing, the image that always played in her mind reappeared, but at the end of this image, bright red blood oozed out from under the bookshelf. The blood glowed with a seductive red light, which made her feel terrified. She suddenly realized that the beauty that she thought was buried by books was actually hiding pain.]
[She is angry about this, not at you, but at what she sees in you.]
[The girl holds your hand and pulls you to the first floor. ]
[She is somewhat afraid of you, because you have brought the horror of death to her. She was not afraid of death before, but now she is somewhat afraid of it.]
[She decided to stay away from you, otherwise, the armor she wore, made of elegance that looked down on death, would no longer exist.]
[She told you that she didn't want to meet you again. You were not upset, and you decided to start the next stage of your plan.]
[The next day after school, you returned home and took a photo and sent it to her. The photo showed the sharp tip of the pen. Two minutes later, she appeared outside your door.]
Memory scenes emerge.
Yuko Ibuki was wearing a white sailor suit. Now that Western-style uniforms are popular in all high schools, sailor suits have almost become synonymous with junior high school students. The girl's petite body paired with this cute sailor suit made her look like a little girl who had just entered junior high school.
The little girl took off her little leather shoes and stepped on the brown floor in black stockings that outlined the shape of her small, round toes. She walked into Nan Youxi's bedroom without any hesitation, picked up the pen on the desk and put it in her pocket.
"Theft?" Nan Youxi sat on the bed and looked at the girl.
"Yes, confiscate the murder weapon." Ibuki Yuko glanced around the table and put away Minami Yuxi's pencil sharpener.
"If you don't have a fountain pen, a fountain pen will do. If the fountain pen on your desk is gone, you can buy one at a very cheap price at a convenience store."
“… You are not allowed to buy it.”
"Why should I listen to Senior?"
"Because they are mother and son?"
“That’s a really remarkable statement.”
"You admitted it on that day during the summer vacation, and you even called me Yuko Mom."
"So that's how it is. Did the joke I made that day lead to bad consequences?"
"So you're not allowed to buy it, do you hear me?"
Ibuki Yuko walked up to Minami Yuxi, poked him in the waist and asked him to answer her.
The girl had very little strength. Her delicate fingers brushed across Nan Youxi's waist through the thin short sleeves, causing a tingling sensation.
Nan Youxi turned her head and looked at the girl's serious expression.
"But it's normal not to listen to your mother, right?" he said.
"Don't be rebellious." Ibuki Yuko poked his waist again, this time with more force.
"If Senior is a good mother, I won't rebel."
"It's a good mother."
"Good or bad cannot be determined by words alone, but by actions." Nan Youxi lay down on the bed, "I'm hungry."
Ibuki Yuko quickly left the room, and five minutes later, she came down with a cup of hot milk and placed it in front of Minami Yuki.
“… Why milk?”
Facing Minami Yuki's questioning, Ibuki Yuko was very confused: "Shouldn't I make milk powder when I'm hungry?"
"Please adjust my age up a bit and make a meal for me."
“My grandma will scold me for spending too much money.”
"Then use the senior's pocket money."
“No pocket money.”
Ibuki Yuko's answer was not unexpected by Nan Youxi. In the past six months, every time he saw the girl shopping, she bought things that adults could eat or use. The canvas bag she used to go to school was still the style she used in junior high school.
"There's money in the drawer on the right side of the desk. You can take whatever you want. Just remember to pay me back later."
When Ibuki Yuko heard the first half of the sentence, she was walking towards the desk. After Minami Yuxi said the second half, she stopped.
"Do you want to pay it back?" she asked Nan Youxi.
"Huh? I'm just lending it to you, so of course you have to return it."
"But I'm cooking for you."
"A good mother is one who uses her own money to raise her children. If she uses her children's money to raise them, wouldn't that make her a bad mother who exploits her children? Senior sister, you want to be a good mother, right?"
Ibuki Yuko shook her head.
"So, I lent this money to Senior Sister. This way, it is her own money."
Ibuki Yuko was still hesitating.
"Don't worry about it. Once you get a job, you can pay it back quickly. You don't want to be a bad mother, do you? I won't listen to bad mothers."
Minami Yuxi persuaded her again, and Ibuki Yuko finally opened the drawer and took out the money.
"Let's go, let's go to the supermarket together." Nan Youxi jumped up from the bed and followed the girl out.
Ibuki Yuko turned her head to look at the boy's face. The setting sun shone in from the corridor, and the orange-red light fell on the boy's smiling face. He looked very happy.
This way, you won't think about piercing your neck with the sharp tip of the pen, right
Ibuki Yuko's gaze moved downward, past the boy's rosy lips, his statuesque chin, and fell on his fair neck.
"Are you fascinated by your own child? Yuko's mother has the qualities to be a good mother." Minami Youxi teased her.
The elevator arrived, and Yuko Ibuki pressed the down button, thinking, is this Yuko's mother
The scene of her chasing after Honoka when she was a child flashed through her mind. At that time, her parents had not divorced yet, and Honoka often held her hand and looked at her tenderly.
The elevator door opened, and Ibuki Yuko held Minami Yuki's hand and led him in.
[Your plan went smoothly. For more than a month, you pretended to be a poor, world-weary child, and succeeded in making Ibuki Yuko care about you more and love you more. After the library incident, you decided that Ibuki Yuko cared about you enough, and started the next step.]
[You no longer just wait for Ibuki Yuko to approach you and passively induce her emotions. You take the initiative to force Ibuki Yuko to establish a new relationship with you, from savior and the rescued to guardian and the ward.]
[You call her Yuko Mom, but beneath her calm expression, her heart is in turmoil.]
[You go to the supermarket with her to buy dinner and ingredients for tomorrow. The apartment you rent has an induction cooker and some basic kitchen utensils. Ibuki Yuko cooks for you at your home.]
[The girl's craftsmanship is not as good as Asano Nao's, but her completely different attitude and eyes when she looks at you make you feel spiritually delicious. If Asano Nao is a passionate and mature orange cat who wants to approach you but dares not, then Ibuki Yuko is a cold black cat cub who treats you as a child but has little emotion. ]
[You asked Ibuki Yuko to eat with you, using the excuse that mother and child should eat together.]
[After eating, you said goodbye to Ibuki Yuko and told her to come early every morning to prepare breakfast and lunch for you.]
[You sent a message to Asano Nao, saying that you would not go to her house for dinner. To prevent her from thinking too much, you emphasized that she was still your good friend, and her cooking was also very delicious. You would visit her in the afternoon, but you had just found a short senior to experience the mother-son relationship, and you would eat with your new family.]
I don’t have a fever, but my head still hurts a little. I’ll try to finish writing today’s update before the pain gets worse.
(End of this chapter)