Chapter 5 Doggy Doggy In Night

The knock echoed again, louder this time, pulling me from my tangled thoughts. I walked cautiously to the door. 

When I opened it, I was greeted by Yumi, standing there with a bright smile and 2 tiffin's in hand.

"Hey!" she said cheerfully, stepping inside before I could even respond. "I brought lunch."

I blinked, still trying to process her sudden appearance. "Yumi, you really didn't have to—"

"Nonsense," she interrupted, waving her hand dismissively. "You're alone, and we're friends. This is what friends do." She set the food on the kitchen table and started unpacking.

I stood awkwardly by the door, unsure of how to respond. 

The events of last night— with Yumi's mom still lingered in my mind. 

Yumi caught me staring off into space and snapped her fingers in front of my face. "Hey RYO! Are you okay? You've been acting weird since I got here."

I forced a smile, trying to shake off the unease. "Yeah, sorry. Just... Thinking of somthing."

Yumi raised an eyebrow but didn't push it further. Instead, she handed me a plate of food and motioned for me to sit. 

"Come on, let's eat. Maybe some good food will clear that head of yours."

out of nowhere, Yumi stopped mid-sentence and looked at me, her eyes narrowing. "Ryo, is there something you're not telling me?"

Yumi leaned back in her chair, her eyes studying me carefully. After a brief pause, she broke into a playful grin. 

"By the way, since you're not busy today… how about helping me with my studies?" she asked, tilting her head slightly, her voice taking on a softer tone.

I blinked, a little taken aback. "Your studies? What do you need help with?"

She bit her lip, pretending to think for a moment. "Oh, just a few things... math, literature, maybe some chemistry," she added with a small smile that lingered just a bit too long. 

"You've always been good at this stuff, and I could use some one-on-one tutoring."

as i heard alywas been good i was also thinking like what??

I glanced at her, trying to gauge her tone. Something about the way she said "one-on-one" made me pause. Was she just asking for help? Or was there something more to it?

"Well," I started, rubbing the back of my neck, "I guess I could help. What exactly are you struggling with?"

Yumi leaned forward slightly, the casual distance between us closing. "How about we start with chemistry? You can explain the formulas while I take notes," she said.

I nodded, ready to dive into the lesson. "Sure, chemistry sounds good. Let's start with the basics."

As I began explaining a formula, I caught myself looking at her. Something about her expression, her posture—it struck me how similar she looked to her mother. 

The resemblance was uncanny, and I found myself distracted for a moment. The way her eyes narrowed in concentration, the tilt of her head—it was like looking at an image from the past.

"Ryo?" Yumi's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "You were saying something about the formula?"

"Right, sorry," I said, shaking off the strange feeling. "Let's continue."

She nodded, her focus returning to the notes in front of her.

As the evening deepened and the soft glow of the setting sun dimmed, I realized how late it had gotten. The once bright room now carried a warm, dusky light, casting long shadows across the floor.

"Well, I think that's enough chemistry for today," I said, standing up and stretching. Yumi looked up from her notes, a satisfied smile on her face.

"Thanks, Ryo," she said, closing her notebook. "You really helped clear things up."

As Yumi packed up her books and got ready to leave, she glanced outside and sighed. The sky had already turned a deep shade of purple, signaling the arrival of night.

"I didn't realize it was this late," she said, biting her lip.

"Yeah, time flew by," I replied, noticing the growing darkness. "I should probably walk you home. It's not safe for you to be out alone this late."

Yumi raised an eyebrow, as if considering her options, but after a brief pause, she nodded. "Alright, if you insist."

We stepped outside into the cool night air, the streets quieter now. The soft glow of streetlights illuminated our path as we walked side by side. Neither of us spoke much at first, the sound of our footsteps filling the silence. Every now and then, I'd glance over at Yumi. She seemed lost in thought, her usual confidence replaced by a more thoughtful expression.

As we approached her house, I noticed a familiar figure standing just outside the gate, arms crossed and eyes scanning the road. Yumi's mother. She was waiting.

"There you are," her mom said as we reached the gate. She smiled, though there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes as she looked at me. "Thank you for walking her home, Ryo."

"...," i stood there dont know what to say.

"Yumi You go inside and get fresh i be come soon i have somthing to talk to Ryo about"

Yumi nooded and walked inside house closing the door and I stood there stunned what does she want to talk about!?? That Night??

"Actually, I've been meaning to ask you something, Ryo."

"Yes?"i said though there was still some embarrassment remembering that day but as he looked at her again he gulped.. Those curves!!!

"I've heard you're quite good with your studies. Yumi could use some help. How about you come by and tutor her daily? It would really help her."

Hearing this i forced myself to focus. "Well, I... uh..." I started.

Her mother didn't wait for me to finish. "You don't have to answer right away. Just think about it," she said, smiling warmly. "I'm sure Yumi would appreciate the extra help."

"I'll... think about it," I said with a small smile. "Anyway, I should get going."

As I turned to leave, her eyes on me, and for a brief moment, I wondered if this tutoring arrangement would be just about studying after all.

As I walked away from Yumi's house, a mix of excitement and nervous energy coursed through me. 

My heart raced—not just from the prospect of seeing Yumi every day, but because of her mother. 

The way she smiled at me, that glimmer of curiosity in her eyes—it sent my mind racing.

"Another chance HEHEHE..." I whispered to myself, barely able to contain my grin. 

My thoughts drifted back to the brief interaction we had. Yumi's mother was more than just an adult Fully mature Milf in the background; she was captivating, with an air of confidence that drew me in. 

The thought of spending time in her presence, even under the guise of tutoring, made my heart pound.

What if tutoring turned into something more? The idea sent a thrill through me. I imagined myself helping Yumi with her studies in the morning and playing Doggy Doggy with her mother at night, It was an image I could easily get lost in.

Suddenly, I halted mid-step. Yumi's mother had asked for my help with her daughter, but what if this was a chance for me to get closer to her? I couldn't let my feelings for her interfere with my responsibility, but I could see it as a way to impress her.

By the time I reached my own front door, my mind was racing with possibilities. I took a deep breath and opened the door, determined to make the most of this opportunity. 

I'd plan our study sessions carefully, find ways to engage Yumi, but also to catch her mother's attention. Maybe I could help her see me as more than just...