Shizu getting along too well with my mother might be surprising but quite understandable if I think about it properly.
In a way, Shizu’s trait was the most similar to her. Not counting her possessiveness, the girl was also hiding her true nature under a mask.
Back during their school days and even now, as a housewife, my mother was still donning a mask that could make her appear truly harmless. In fact, no one would ever think that she’s an expert unless they saw her in action.
Whatever they discussed while I was away, it probably concerned how Shizu wanted to keep waiting until she became my only one. No matter how long it was.
Well, I didn’t ask her about it. It’s enough to know that the fear or nervousness she felt earlier was now gone. She’s even looking up to my mother as though she’s her role model.
As for my father, he probably only provided some kind of support at the side.
With our business at the Ministry done, we didn’t overdue our stay.