— So, no children on the side? — Saya frowned.
— That's the first thing I brought up, — I nodded affirmatively and added, — and as a bonus, those individuals who started showing up again after your beauty was restored to its former glory are now out of the shop.
— I-individuals? — Saya suddenly started stammering, blushing slightly.
— Just because I'm at work doesn't mean I'm not aware of your affairs, — I smirked, — how many dozens have you turned down by now?
— Ryo! — Saya's face slowly began to turn red, and I decided to continue teasing her since the opportunity was so perfect.
— Of course, I can understand the desire to feel like a queen surrounded by a lot of men yearning for your attention, and bodily needs haven't gone away either, — I said, and Saya twitched and turned to me in disbelief as if she couldn't believe her ears, — yes, yes, doors need to be closed tightly and not left ajar because I could come home a couple of hours early, and sound barriers exist for a reason. And your toys should be hidden more securely and not forgotten in the bathroom.
I was clearly hinting at the day before yesterday when I managed to come home early and found Saya engaged in a very interesting activity. The fully open bedroom door provided a detailed view of everything. If she hadn't been so occupied, she would have surely sensed a casual observer. As it was, I was able to enjoy the sight a little, quietly slip away, and return home at the usual time without giving away what had happened.
Despite the fact that I habitually call Saya ka-chan or ma, my real mother was the only one I had, and her grave is in another world. This blushing, tomato-red, beautiful young woman is dearer to me than anyone in this new life. I could even say that I love her and am ready to destroy anyone who causes her pain, but to actually consider her as my mother... doesn't quite work out. I grew up with minimal outside help from what was then a young girl.
— Y-you… s-saw!? — Saya almost squeaked, looking at me with wide, stunned eyes.
Wow, I didn't think such sizes existed in real life. However, Saya's literally flaming face and ears brought me no less pleasure. You could say this was my small revenge for the scandal with Keiko, which cost me quite a bit of nerves. And here was a perfect opportunity to get back at her while also distracting from the situation with Kanade.
— Saw, saw, everything, and even a little more — a couple of days ago in the bedroom, a little over a week ago in the bathroom, another two weeks ago on the couch, about a month ago in the kitchen, and quite a few times before that, — I calmly listed, barely containing a laugh from Saya's panicked expression, from which you could practically light a match. — And you should really clean up after yourself instead of waiting for me to use cleaning seals and air out the room.
That was the last straw. Saya opened and closed her mouth a few times, unable to make a sound, staring at me with wide eyes. Then she suddenly jumped up and, almost growling, began to rain blows on me with her tiny fists! Laughing as I fended off the fury that Saya had turned into, I could only be glad that she didn't use her chakra.
But I was still avenged — after all, it wasn't all on her to give me a hard time, and I happily avoided a confrontation about the latest mistress. I also don't remember when I last managed to make a girl blush so much. Except maybe in the distant days of my early youth, which is hard to recall. Raising my hands in a universal gesture of surrender and covering myself with them, I stopped laughing.
— All right, all right, mercy!
— Ryo-kun, that was cruel! — Saya stopped her attack and, puffing up in a comically indignant manner, crossed her arms over her chest.
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