Lunch with the Mother and Daughter

“You two. Can you stop flaunting your relationship in front of me? The food will taste bitter for me.” Auntie Yayoi poutingly complained as she watched Mina and I flirt with each other even at the dinner table. Because she was sitting across from us, everything was captured in her eyes.

Really, Auntie’s not acting her age there, right?

Yet, I couldn’t really blame her. This was more or less intentional on Mina’s part.

I mean, the girl was definitely acting more affectionate today. Ever since I arrived, she hadn’t left my side. As for me, I also didn’t pass up on the chance to dote on my lovely tea girl.

Compared to the first time I visited here when she kept on denying that we’re more than friends, Mina had already let go of any inhibitions on showing her affection for me.

That’s why starting from the living room where we rested a bit while drinking her tea, it continued to this table where the only thing left was for Mina to sit on my lap while I fed her.