Paying Respect

With the supposedly warm welcome ruined by the way we appeared in front of her mother, Yua and I could only obediently follow her inside to not make the situation worse.

In any case, the result wasn’t as bad as I thought it would go. Just from that warm tone at the start, my previous guess that she’d behave in a way a strict mother would have just been proven incorrect. Add to that, she didn’t scold Yua for clinging to me. In fact, she was even a little amused despite her exasperation. Otherwise, we might still be apologizing for it.

“Sit down, you two. Talk with each other if you want but stop being too clingy. That’s disrespectful.” Upon arriving at the kitchen, Yua’s mother ordered us. Judging from how the chairs and plates were arranged – two on one side and one on the other – Yua’s mother had already anticipated or rather partly accepted me as her daughter’s boyfriend.