A Boy With a Communication Problem – I Started Tutoring as a Part Time Job and My Student Was the Mo

“Kosei, you have changed lately.”

My mother suddenly said that.

“Changed? In what way?”

“It’s hard to say what, but… you seem more lively than before.”

“Is that so? I don’t know.”

“Well, maybe you don’t know that yourself.”

“But I’m certainly getting a little more comfortable talking to people these days.”

“That’s good to hear. Is it because of the tutoring? No, it’s thanks to Kanzaki-San, isn’t it?”

That’s right. It’s probably because of her, rather than the tutoring.

If it had been anyone else, it might have made the communication disorder even stronger.

“Thank you too, Mom. I really appreciate it.”

“I just did what any mother would do.”

I am really glad to be her son, I thought from the bottom of my heart.

“But you’re going to do your best, aren’t you?”

“What?”

“You’re going on a date, aren’t you?”

Mom said with a wicked smile.

“How do you know!?”

“There’s nothing your mother doesn’t know!”

“…… Haa~…thanks…I’ll do my best.”

At this point I thought again. I can’t hide anything from my mom