Chapter 75

Sayuki's eyelid twitches. She didn't know why, but even though she had already guessed the current situation, she just... didn't feel like hanging up the call.

Was it her desire? Did she want to see her sister flustered, just like when the three of them had dinner together a few days ago?

Sayuki couldn't quite make sense of her own thoughts. She couldn't resist leaning back slightly, her long, toned legs crossing elegantly.

"Sis, are you still listening?"

"Mm...aaahhh…yes I am listeninngggg…"

"Let me talk to you about the opening arrangements. Do you have time to listen now?" Sayuki licked her lips.

"Mmmmm.., I do.....ahhhh…"

"I just finished the final checks. The gym and beauty salon equipment have all arrived. Tomorrow's tasks include further arranging everything and preparing for the opening events..."

"Mm-hmm, thank you for your hard work, Sayuki..."

Sayuki shifted the position of her crossed legs. "There's also the matter of inviting our regular customers. In the night, let's go over the guest list together to make sure we haven't missed anyone."

"Alright...ahhh…."

"This staircase of yours... sure is long, sis." Sayuki murmured with a touch of humor.

"Sayuki... ahhh… you should go eaaat. Don't wait for meeee….." Her sister responded.

"It's fine, I've already eaten. I had ramen at the Akiyama shop. Since it's still raining heavily, I decided to stay here for a while."

"Mm... that's... good..."

The word 'good' was drawn out, its tone stretched and distorted unusually.

Sayuki finally regained some clarity and quickly said, "Then I'll hang up now. That's it for now. When you're finished, come down and we'll talk."

There was no response from the other side, only the sound of rapid breathing and the moans of Fumika.

Sayuki ended the call and realized her face was burning hot. What on earth had gotten into her? What was she even doing?

Although it was agreed that she would take the initiative, Fumika had always been out of shape, with less stamina than Shuichi. In the end, it was he who had to take on most of the effort.

"Fumika-san looks absolutely stunning like this." Shuichi said as he held Fumika, gently tidying her sweat-drenched hair.

"Chiba-kun..." Fumika murmured softly.

"I'm here," Shuichi replied in a warm tone.

"You don't... think it's awful, do you?" Fumika's eyes were misty as she gazed at the young man before her. Her mind was a mess, leaving no room to consider what her younger sister might have just experienced.

"Not at all. It's a wonderful memory. I'm sure even when I'm seventy or eighty years old, thinking back on this will bring a smile to my face." Shuichi said, gently stroking her cheek.

"Then... that's good..." Fumika's voice softened as she relaxed completely.

The two of them remained silent, quietly listening to the sound of the rain outside the window, savoring the lingering moment until they kissed and Chiba entered her pussy again.

Sayuki emerged from the restroom and returned to her seat at the counter. To distract herself from overthinking, she struck up a casual conversation with Mrs. Akiyama about the happenings in the shopping district.

As new business owners in the area, they found plenty of common ground to discuss, especially since the Akiyama daughters were classmates of Shuichi.

Through Mrs. Akiyama, Sayuki could glean some insight into Shuichi's behavior at school.

"Hmm? Chiba-kun is actually a hardcore otaku?" Sayuki exclaimed, quickly surprised by what she was hearing after only a few exchanges.

"Yes, An-chan said that Chiba-kun rarely stands out at school and doesn't interact much with others. He's only close with one male classmate who shares his love for anime and other 'second dimension' interests," Mrs. Akiyama nodded, finding nothing unusual about it and feeling no concern over her daughters' interest in someone described as an 'otaku'.

Sayuki found it utterly baffling. That little rascal, with his skillful flirtation techniques, was supposed to be a hardcore otaku? What a joke!

Her sweet, peach-like older sister had been completely won over within a week of meeting him!

The more they talked, the stranger it all seemed to Sayuki. It was as if a socially adept boy was deliberately masquerading as a low-profile otaku at school.

But why? Most people wouldn't enjoy being isolated or overlooked, would they?

Could it be that he genuinely disliked young girls and went to such lengths to avoid them?

That guy was truly enigmatic…

Sayuki found herself inexplicably curious.

The two of them chatted for a long time. From the time the rain began to taper off until it stopped completely, they talked until after seven o'clock, when the Akiyama sisters finally returned home.

"The rain was so heavy that we got back late. But judging by today's conditions, the shop shouldn't have been too busy, right?" Tsuki said as she entered, giving Sayuki a brief glance before addressing her mother.

"Yes, today was finally a bit of a breather; otherwise, your mother would've been utterly exhausted." Mrs. Akiyama replied, immediately dropping her composed demeanor now that her daughters were home.

"This must be the Ogawa-san from across the street, right? Thank you for visiting our little shop." Tsuki said politely, turning to greet Sayuki.

"Not at all! With such delicious ramen at such affordable prices, I'll definitely be a regular customer from now on." Sayuki responded, her gaze lingering on Tsuki with a slightly knowing air.

So, the voice from the phone earlier must have been this girl.

"Sis, can you take my bag upstairs? I need to talk to Mom about something…" An quietly tugged at her sister's sleeve.

"You just want to sneak some food, don't you?" Tsuki shot her an exasperated look but didn't argue further. After all, they had gotten home late today.

Plus, with the rain and cooler weather, feeling hungry wasn't surprising.

After Tsuki politely excused herself and headed upstairs, An slipped into the kitchen. In hushed tones, she began reporting the day's 'achievements' to her mother.

"Mom, the rooftop confession plan failed…" An said, her tone carrying a mix of resignation and determination.

"Oh, that's pretty normal." Mrs. Akiyama replied nonchalantly, clearly unfazed. After all, she'd experienced her fair share of such situations back in her day.

An nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I figured as much. Next time, I'm planning to write a love letter and secretly slip it into Chiba-kun's locker."

"Do it! You know, boys love finding love letters in their lockers in the morning—even if they don't plan to say yes," Mrs. Akiyama said, her tone tinged with a conspiratorial air. "It makes them feel admired, and they can brag about it to their friends. Your dad only admitted that to me after we got married."

"Ohhh, I get it now." An replied, her eyes sparkling with newfound understanding.

She didn't entirely grasp why anyone would enjoy that, though. She herself had received similar notes before, but they'd always left her startled and flustered, unsure of how to respond.

Each time, she'd ended up running to her sister for advice.

And after her sister stepped in, the letters stopped coming altogether.

Honestly, it had been a relief—less hassle that way.

Sitting at the bar, Sayuki had no interest in eavesdropping on the mother-daughter conversation happening nearby. She didn't know they were discussing the very 'little man' she'd been mulling over herself.

Still, during her earlier chat with Mrs. Akiyama, it was only natural that the topic had drifted to the Akiyama sisters.

One was a student council president, the other a class representative—both outstanding students with charming looks to match. Clearly, they were the kind of sisters who naturally drew attention at school.

Especially being siblings…

Sayuki narrowed her eyes. That little man didn't just have a preference for more mature women; it seemed he had a penchant for sisters too.

Some things didn't need to be spelled out. Everyone involved understood the dynamics at play. For her and her sister, who were distinctly in the mature category, the relationship with him was destined to be one of mutual solace.

It had been clear from the very beginning. The age gap spoke volumes, after all.

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