Evil schoolgirl stalks me

As expected, heavy rain came.

The first rain after the rainy season comes quickly.

It was clear that clouds were dotted in the sky just now, but the next moment the wind and clouds rolled in, dark clouds blocked the sky, and the lead-colored clouds seemed to be pressing on the top of the head, which made people feel depressing.

By the time the three of them found a hotel nearby, the unexpected heavy rain had already soaked most of their clothes.

Looking at Kaori Fujiwara wiping her mother’s hair with the towel given by the hotel waiter, Yayoi Natsume thought to herself: Although she had expected to bring her to the hotel to hide from the rain, adding someone else was really not part of the original plan. middle……

Now it's better, we can only let her live in a room with her mother...

Although he felt a little regretful that he couldn't spend the night with a charming woman, he was more happy when he thought about what Ryoko Fujiwara did today.

With the help of Fujiwara Ryoko, even if Fujiwara Kaori gets the truth from Yukiyo Sakura, she will have to consider her mother's wishes.

After opening two rooms, Natsume Yayoi took Fujiwara and her daughter to the door of the room and handed the room card to Fujiwara Kaori.

"Ms. Fujiwara, take Aunt Fujiwara to take a shower first. As for your clothes, someone in the hotel will help wash and dry them."

"Yes." Fujiwara Kaori nodded, took the room card, and then couldn't help but rub Yayoi Natsume's wet hair and said, "You too, don't catch a cold like last time."

"Ah."

The conversation between the two could not escape Ryoko Fujiwara's pricked ears.

She was thinking: Last time?Caught a cold?How do you feel there is a story?

Following Kaori Fujiwara into the door, she suddenly asked: "What stage is it at?"

"Ah?" Fujiwara Kaori couldn't react for a while.

"What stage are you and him in now? Are you treating each other like guests, holding hands, kissing, or..."

"Mom! Go take a shower! You'll catch a cold!"

The ashamed Fujiwara Kaori pushed her mother towards the bathroom.

Seeing her daughter's reaction, Fujiwara Ryoko understood.

If we didn't have a closer relationship, why would there be any need to cover it up like this?

She chuckled and didn't ask any more questions.

It seems that her father needs to be informed in advance.

"Kaori, does Mr. Natsuki like drinking?"

"Huh? Then... you shouldn't like it, right?" Fujiwara Kaori said uncertainly.

"Don't you like drinking?" Fujiwara Ryoko frowned.

Then, her brows relaxed, as if she had figured something out.

"It doesn't matter, man, if you drink it a few times, you will all like it..." Ryoko Fujiwara muttered in a low voice.

"what?"

"It's nothing."

The mother and daughter stepped into the bathroom.

Fujiwara Kaori squatted obediently behind Fujiwara Ryoko and rubbed her back.

Fujiwara Ryoko closed her eyes and sighed softly.

"Kaori."

"Ok?"

"Am I not supposed to come?"

Fujiwara Kaori moved her hands.

"Why do you say that?"

"If I didn't come, wouldn't you and Mr. Natsuki have more fun?" Ryoko Fujiwara said in a teasing voice.

"Mom, mom... you, what are you talking about! Don't say such strange things!" Fujiwara Kaori hesitated while continuing to rub her back hurriedly.

But Fujiwara Kaori thought about it carefully.

If I hadn't met my mother today, what would it be like now?

Presumably, the person she is serving at this moment must be someone else...

Her cheeks felt a little hot, and she couldn't help but whisper: "I don't want it~"

"what?"

"Ah, no, nothing..."

After rubbing her mother's back, Fujiwara Kaori was about to rinse it hastily, but was stopped by Fujiwara Ryoko.

"Come on. Sit down. I'll rub your back."

"Huh? How can I bother my mother? No!" Fujiwara Kaori shook her head quickly.

"Then you go to Mr. Natsuki for help?"

"..."

"sit down."

"Oh……"

Fujiwara Kaori sat down obediently.

Looking for Natsume Yayoi, isn't it like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth and being sent to your door?

She doesn't want it!

When Ryoko Fujiwara rubbed her daughter's back, she admired her daughter's skin for being so delicate and smooth.

Although her skin is well maintained, it is completely inferior to Fujiwara Kaori's baby-like delicate skin.

"Kaori, why has your skin gotten better?"

"Eh? Is there one?" Hearing her mother's praise, Fujiwara Kaori was a little confused.

She didn't feel any changes...

"Yes, during the New Year. We took a bath together. It was not so good at that time. Did you use any good skin care products?"

"Eh, no, no..."

"That's it."

If my daughter says no, that means there really is no more.

However, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that her daughter seemed to be a little fatter.

"Kaori."

"Ok?"

"It seems that I have a good appetite recently."

Fujiwara Ryoko said casually, but Fujiwara Kaori suddenly stood up.

"Well, mom, thank you for your hard work, let's take a bath!"

Fujiwara Ryoko narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

What are you nervous about?

I won’t dislike you for being fat...

Could it be that you are worried that Mr. Natsuki will hate you?

She looked her daughter up and down, stood up and said, "Don't worry, my daughter is the most charming."

Fujiwara Kaori: "..."

Why are you saying this all of a sudden?

I don't understand at all.

However, she did not delve into the reason why her mother said this, because her mother just said "she has a good appetite".It really startled her.

Did she think her mother had discovered her?

But when I think about it carefully, my mother has just arrived in Tokyo. She definitely doesn’t know what she usually eats or how much she eats.

So, is the mother judged by her body shape?

Lowering her head and looking at her flat belly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not that time yet, there’s no problem for now…

……

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Fujiwara Kaori was sitting on the bed chatting with her mother when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Walking to the door, Fujiwara Kaori looked out of the peephole. Natsume Yayoi in a bathrobe was standing at the door holding her clothes.

She immediately opened the door.

Natsume Yayoi looked at the woman who opened the door, and his eyes immediately focused on the stretched neckline of her bathrobe.

It wasn't until Kaori Fujiwara's hand blocked his eyes that he coughed twice.

"Ahem, I need to go down. Give me the clothes you changed out of. I'll send them down by the way... Also, I'll ask them to bring up what you want for dinner..."

Fujiwara Kaori turned her head and shouted to her mother.

"Mom, what do you want to eat?"

"Just order whatever you want."

"Oh……"

Looking back, before Fujiwara Kaori could say anything, Natsume Yayoi mentioned a bunch of names of dishes.

Then he asked, "Is this enough?"

"Enough, of course it's enough, but is it too much?"