"Fukaeri, Mom brought you some fruit..."
The door suddenly swung open.
Mrs. Kasahara burst in, holding a plate of fruit.
Inside the room, the son-in-law was kneeling on the floor, kissing the elder daughter's... calf. The elder daughter's face was flushed with a charming blush, her breathing so rapid she seemed on the verge of gasping for air.
"Mother—" Kasahara Fumi was completely frozen.
Facing her mother who had barged in, there was a loss of brilliance in her eyes.
"It's okay, Mom understands the young people's games." Mrs. Kasahara smiled graciously, without any sense of embarrassment, "You carry on, I'm just checking in, won't say a word..."
Kasahara Fumi came to her senses, her first thought was to run away.
However, as soon as she stood up, her legs went weak, and she almost stumbled.
Fujiwara Reya held her, gritting his teeth as he looked at Mrs. Kasahara: "You definitely came to disrupt us on purpose!"
