Chapter 36: Emergency Evasion!

Yukio snow had melted and released the spring dew, but not completely!

After all, she was a beautiful and ripe woman who had endured forty two years of loneliness. The snow accumulated over those decades had formed a massive iceberg at sea, and what had melted earlier was merely the tip of that iceberg.

One melting session after forty years of accumulation simply wasn't enough. Now that Roland had found a way to melt her snow without crossing the line, she had to seize the opportunity for multiple sessions.

Otherwise, the snow on that iceberg would continue to pile up, leaving her feeling empty, lonely, and cold.

In this world, only Roland's warmth could dispel her chill.

So Yukio ignored the now-damp and sticky panties, pretending nothing had happened as she remained nestled in Roland's embrace, continuing to replenish her Little Roland Energy.

Roland had clearly noticed Yukio's climaxing, but he tacitly cooperated, maintaining their passionate gaze as if nothing were amiss.

As their gazes lingered, their faces drew closer. Unable to cross the line into a kiss, Roland buried his face in Yukio's neck, greedily absorbing the energy of the beautiful woman he loved.

However, Yukio soon realized that the boy's subtle actions went beyond any normal affection. She distinctly felt a few gentle sucks on her delicate neck...

Their bodies pressed tightly together, thighs still rubbing against each other, generating heat as the momentum threatened to spiral out of control.

The inevitable union was imminent!

The dam was on the verge of spilling!

Yet...

No one could have anticipated that at this critical moment, an unexpected voice would suddenly interrupt their momentum, halting their advance just before they reached the final destination.

"I'm back."

Yuki's voice echoed from the entryway. The two sprawled on the sofa hadn't even noticed the door opening until Yuki.closed it behind her.

That's show how engrossed in their passion were they.

They had been so close to crossing the line... so close...

Couldn't you have come back later?!

Yuki's voice jolted the pair, who had been on the verge of stripping each other naked. Yukio froze in horror, realizing it was her youngest daughter who had returned. She hastily pulled her half-undone kimono back into place and scrambled off Roland.

But then they noticed: beyond their disheveled clothing, the heat of their passion had left them drenched in sweat, their bodies and clothes completely soaked. And to top it off, they were covered in hickeys.

If Yuki were to witness this embarrassing scene, Yukio's loss of dignity would be a minor concern compared to what would happen if Haruno found out.

She absolutely couldn't let Haruno know that she and Roland had been getting increasingly intimate, even nearly reaching the last final destination. As long as Haruno remained unaware, they could even lose control and reach final destination without consequences.

After all, as the saying goes, "If you don't get caught, it's not a crime."

Fortunately, the sofa faced away from the entrance. This meant that if Roland lay still, the sofa back would block Yuki's view, preventing her from discovering that someone was pinned beneath her mother.

For now, Yukio didn't need to worry about Yuki finding Roland. All she had to do was carefully conceal her neck, which was covered in unsightly hickeys.

"Yuki? Why are you back so soon?" Yukio asked, startled by her younger daughter's appearance in the living room. She hastily covered the marks on her neck, a rare moment of panic for the usually not so far composed woman.

Even if Haruno had returned, Yukio wouldn't have been so flustered. After all, Haruno already knew about her affair with Roland. But Yuki was still in the dark.

If Haruno were to discover the hickey marks and sweat stains on her body, she would merely be furious at her lack of shame.

But if Yuki were to find them... Yukio couldn't even bear to imagine the look of shock and disbelief that would shatter her daughter's worldview.

She couldn't face Yuki with such an expression. As her mother, she couldn't endure that humiliation!

Therefore, she absolutely couldn't let Yuki see Roland pinned beneath her. No matter what!

"Mother... are you alright?" Yuki stared at her mother's bizarre movements, her expression momentarily frozen.

The mother Yuki saw before her was acting strangely. First, her eyes seemed panicked for some reason. Second, her movements were utterly peculiar, as if she desperately wanted to wrap her arms around her neck several times over for reassurance.

What's wrong with Mother? Did she twist her neck or her arm?

"What could possibly be wrong with me? Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?" Yukio snapped, her voice laced with irritation. The girl had ruined everything.

Of all the times to return, why now?

You must be doing this on purpose!

"Big sis told me to rush back. Didn't she mention it to you?" Yuki frowned slightly, a sense of being tricked by her big sister creeping in.

"Haruno? What exactly did she say to you?"

"She said you were seriously ill and told me to come back immediately to take care of you."

"That girl..." Yukio's expression darkened slightly.

So that's it.

She had wondered why Haruno dared to leave them to their "private world" with just a flimsy verbal agreement. In this day and age, even written contracts were unreliable, let alone spoken promises.

The Haruno she had raised couldn't possibly be so naive.

Now Yukio understood: Haruno had sent her younger sister to be her eyes and ears.

With Yuki present, Yukio couldn't possibly act as freely as she did with Haruno. It was a truly ruthless move, that leaves no way out.

Well, she is the daughter I personally trained...

"Never mind. Since you're back, you might as well stay. Go tidy up your room first," Yukio sighed helplessly. It seemed her long-awaited private time with her little Roland was about to be ruined.

After all, she couldn't possibly kick Yuki out, could she?

There had already been some tension between mother and daughter. If she were to banish her own child right now, there would be no hope of reconciliation between them.

That's why she thought Haruno's move was so ruthless—monitoring her without shedding a drop of blood.

"Alright," Yuki nodded and walked toward the living room.

"What are you doing here?" Yukio's heart raced as she saw her daughter approaching. If Yuki got any closer, her secret— Roland pinned beneath her lap—would be exposed.

"I need to use the restroom..." Yuki said.

"Clean your room first."

"But..."

"No buts. Go now."

"...I understand."

Yuki fell silent for a moment, then reluctantly turned away under her mother's icy gaze.

She truly didn't understand what her mother was thinking. She never had.

At least her mother hadn't been this unreasonable before, refusing to let her daughter even use the bathroom?

Thankfully, Yuki didn't feel too desperate yet, or she would have inevitably argued with her mother again. After all, how could anyone possibly see her mother's behavior as justified?

As expected, she and her mother would never see eye to eye.

Resigned, Yuki returned to her room, which she hadn't been to for several months. The room was spotless, as if someone had been maintaining it regularly. Not a speck of dust remained, and everything was exactly as she had left it. She went through the motions of tidying up, though there was nothing to tidy.

On the other side Yukio, unconcerned about her daughter's resentment, focused on resolving the immediate crisis.

Once she saw Yuki disappear into her room, Yukio quickly separated from Roland and hurried to hide in her own room.

Oh right, I need to clean up that mysterious puddle on the sofa left by the melted snow. How am I supposed to explain this sticky mess to Yuki?

Maybe I should have Little Roland lick it clean...

Ahem, just kidding!