Starting to experience Yukino's life, I am no longer a human being

Uehara Takuya was surprised.

Originally, what he just said was just random nonsense. Just like before, he always talked nonsense in front of this beautiful woman in order to ease the pressure on her.

But he didn't expect that the other party would agree this time.

Under his surprised gaze, Mrs. Yukinoshita first gave the driver a few instructions, then walked over with her slender waist covered by the kimono: "We can go."

"Well, since you insist on visiting my home, I can only raise my hand to welcome you." Uehara Takuya sighed.

However, when he was about to lead the way, he found that the beautiful woman behind him didn't move at all.

He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Auntie, do you have anything else to do?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita pursed her lips and smiled: "What about [raising hands to welcome] as promised? Why don't you raise your hands?"

Uehara Takuya was startled: "Why is your painting style so strange today..."

"The painting style is strange?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita repeated it, probably understanding the young man's terminology, and then said with a smile: "Because I found that you and Ms. Yuigahama get along very well, and her personality seems to be gentle, so I I guess you prefer to get along with people with this kind of personality."

This old bitch is lying!

Uehara Takuya chuckled, he would not believe a word of this.

"It seems you didn't believe what I said." Mrs. Yukinoshita could naturally see through his thoughts.

Uehara Takuya didn't bother to answer. Anyway, no matter what he said now, the other party would never tell the truth.

But when he just took steps to leave, the beautiful woman behind him suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Uehara Takuya put on a helpless face.

Mrs. Yukinoshita had a slight smile on her lips: "Is your home far from here?"

“It’s not too far, just a 10-minute walk.”

"But I don't want to go."

"what?"

Uehara Takuya's expression became strange: "Um... you don't want me to carry you on your back, right? Wouldn't that be bad? Even if I don't care about other people's eyes, you have to cherish your own image. Na."

Mrs. Yukinoshita's smile stopped and she was obviously choked.

Her eyes instantly darkened: "Do you think it's possible for me to say such a thing?"

Uehara Takuya smiled coquettishly: "Then you want me to hold you? But then our seniority will be messed up..."

"Uehara Takuya." Mrs. Yukinoshita called out his name directly, the temperature in her tone dropped sharply.

Uehara Takuya sighed: "I know that strong women in the workplace are the most difficult people to deal with, especially women like you who have been pampered since childhood and have superior financial conditions."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled again, seemingly not hearing the complaints in the other person's voice.

At this point, Uehara Takuya simply stopped interrupting and asked, "You must have sent the driver away just now, right? It hasn't been long yet, why don't you give him a call and ask him to come pick us up."

"I'm too lazy to fight."

She threw out a quick sentence.

This time it was Uehara Takuya's turn to be choked.

He glanced at the ingredients in his hand and smiled helplessly: "Okay, then I can call a taxi for you?"

"Okay, but I hope you pay for it."

"Are you kidding? The taxi fare is so high, are you so stingy?"

"Because you are particularly annoying sometimes, and I don't want you to be in a good mood."

"Such vicious words came from the mouth of Yukino-san, a kind, lovely, gentle and honest mother... I was really surprised."

"Would you like to listen to what you're saying?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita was in a happy mood.

Especially when she saw Uehara Takuya calling for a taxi with a grimace, she felt even more comfortable.

As for being kind, cute, gentle and honest...

Can she still not understand her daughter?

Although kindness is true, he is also cute, gentle and honest.

This has nothing to do with my little daughter.

At least she thought so.

Even if Yukino shows a rare gentle side in certain things.

After the two got into the taxi, Uehara Takuya remained silent.

Since both of them were sitting in the back row, the beautiful woman's pleasant fragrance could be heard from time to time.

It was different from the sweet milky scent of Yuigahama's mother.

The fragrance on her body is more like a rich rose.

Uehara Takuya didn't know much about the complicated perfume models. He could only smell that this was probably a stronger version of the rose scent.

But the smell is not as harsh as cheap perfume, nor is it too irritating.

The two of them didn't talk to each other along the way.

Mrs. Yukinoshita sat upright and elegantly, looking straight ahead with her beautiful eyes.

Uehara Takuya propped up his chin and looked out the window.

At this moment, his heart was full of doubts.

If I said just now that "your style of painting is wrong" was just a joke.

So now, he really thinks so.

This old woman not only has a wrong style of painting, but also seems to have a wrong personality.

Although Uehara Takuya couldn't figure it out for the time being, he was certain of one thing.

【She has thoughts about herself! 】

Of course it's not an unreasonable idea.

It can't be something related to your family background.

After all, I don’t know much about the Yukinoshita family, and I don’t even know her depth.

After arriving home, Uehara Takuya took out a pair of women's slippers and placed them at the door. He changed into his shoes and walked in. He said, "I'll take out the things first. If you really want to learn how to cook with me later, Then I will never hide anything."

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't respond.

Just watching Uehara Takuya's figure walk into the living room, she slowly took off her shoes, revealing a pair of crystal-clear feet.

Indeed, as Yuigahama's mother had guessed before, she had already spent a lot of money on maintaining her body.

These little feet are like freshly peeled hard-boiled eggs, white, tender and soft. If you can hold them in your hands, they will definitely feel smooth and comfortable.

She changed her shoes, swayed lightly with her waist, and began to look around slowly.

Wherever those beautiful eyes go, they will pause for two or three seconds, as if they want to remember everything here, and they seem to be thinking.

When she arrived in the living room, she saw Takuya Uehara with his back turned to her and said, "Do you want some tea? Although the tea in my house is cheap, because I don't like drinking tea."

"No need to bother, just ordinary drinking water will be enough." She didn't speak out until this time.

Uehara Takuya turned around with a startled look in his eyes: "Is there any unusual drinking water?"

A gorgeous smile suddenly bloomed on Mrs. Yukinoshita's mature face: "Are you trying to talk nonsense to me again?"

She said it a little more tactfully.

If translated, it would be: Do you want to cheat on me again?

Uehara Takuya replied calmly: "I am just conducting academic research with you. After all, the drinking water I have heard of is very ordinary..."

"Super power." Such a word suddenly popped out of her mouth.

Uehara Takuya paused in picking up the things.

The whole living room suddenly became quiet.

Mrs. Yukinoshita's smile did not change, and she did not speak in a hurry. A pair of delicate eyes stared at his face, looking forward to the other person's next expression.

She saw Uehara Takuya let out a soft oh.

Then... the other party continued to take out the ingredients.

Everything seemed to be calm again.

Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't help but frowned: "What is your reaction? Aren't you surprised?"

"A little, but not much." Uehara Takuya said without looking back.

"What this sentence means is... I can understand it as, you already knew that I would know?"

"You can say that. After all, you have been staring at me for a long time. It has been so long. I guess you must have discovered something."

"Then aren't you curious when I first learned about it?"

"Curious, but I guess you won't tell me."

"No, of course I'd like to tell you."

Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke simply.

Then, there was a hint of other emotions in her eyes: "Because that night you..."

She didn't finish her words, her white teeth bit her lip, and her eyes became complicated.

There was also a hint of anger mixed in.

"That night? What does this mean?" Uehara Takuya looked over with a blank expression.

Mrs. Yukinoshita took a breath and calmed her eyes again: "You easily overturned my bodyguard in front of me. From that time on, I became very interested in you."

"Then?" Uehara Takuya cooperated.

A smile of unknown meaning appeared on Mrs. Yukinoshita's face: "How can a high school student from an ordinary family have such a strong physique without years of exercise since childhood?"