"Eh, why would Shizuka suddenly invite me to be a teacher?"
Lifting her small head from the table, Sawamura Sayuri looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka sitting opposite her, puzzled.
Her purple eyes were full of confusion.
"Sayuri-senpai, I remember you also got your teaching license later on, didn't you?"
Sawamura Sayuri nodded. When she first arrived in this world, she had considered becoming a teacher.
However, unfortunately, later, in order to better take care of Eriri, Sawamura Sayuri chose to become a copycat writer.
"Yes."
"Anyway, Sayuri-senpai, you're not planning to start a new work during this time, are you? And I remember your light novel at Kadokawa Bunko is almost finished, right?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka propped her chin on one hand, playfully winking at Sawamura Sayuri.
"Senior, so why not try being a teacher? Plus, you can take better care of Eriri too."
Upon hearing Hiratsuka Shizuka's last sentence, Sawamura Sayuri's words of refusal instantly wavered.
She parted her soft, pink lips, a hesitant expression on her face.
If it were before, Sawamura Sayuri, who was already used to her reclusive life, might not have agreed.
However, just a few days ago, Sawamura Sayuri had discovered her daughter drawing yuri erotica in Eriri's room.
And it was mother-daughter yuri erotica, and most importantly, the protagonists were her and her daughter, Eriri.
This made Sawamura Sayuri feel fearful, and it also made her feel the need to have a serious talk with her daughter.
So she was hesitating, needing to consider it carefully.
"Shizuka, can you let me think about it first?"
Hiratsuka Shizuka casually waved her hand, chuckling softly at Sawamura Sayuri.
"It's alright, Senior. I'm just inviting you to be an art teacher at the school, so take your time to think."
When quiet, Hiratsuka Shizuka was definitely a beautiful and demure woman.
But when she picked up the coffee on the table and tilted her head back to drink it all, it broke that sense of beauty.
She put down the coffee cup in her hand and waved casually at Sawamura Sayuri.
"Senior, I'll be going now. After being out for half a day, it's time to head back to school."
Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled dashingly, putting her sunglasses back on.
Then she walked towards the coffee shop exit, watching her junior's cool back.
Sawamura Sayuri propped her chin, still thinking, but she actually knew that she had already agreed internally.
Her daughter, Eriri, becoming interested in mother-daughter yuri must have been influenced at school.
Hmm, otherwise, she had only ever shown her daughter doujinshi, guiding her towards the path of a doujin artist.
But she had never exposed her daughter Eriri to anything like mother-daughter yuri, so she must have been led astray.
For example, that otaku Tomoya Aki, it's very possible.
Sawamura Sayuri nodded, convinced that Eriri must have been led astray by Tomoya Aki.
It definitely wasn't her own doing, nor was she the one who led her astray.
So she had to go to school and guide Eriri back onto the right path.
The next day.
Rubbing her still sleepy eyes, Eriri yawned as she walked downstairs.
However, as soon as she reached the living room, Eriri couldn't help but widen her eyes.
Because today, her mother, Sawamura Sayuri, was dressed and acting completely differently from usual.
No longer in comfortable, loose pajamas, she had changed into a professional OL outfit similar to those worn by career women: a white shirt, a grey-blue suit jacket, and a short skirt.
However, while this outfit might exude a capable aura on those elite career women,
In Eriri's eyes, wearing it on her mother actually made her mother's body appear even more petite and adorable.
But, her mother wasn't sitting at the dining table enjoying aromatic coffee and lazily leaning back in her chair watching anime as usual, causing Eriri's brow to furrow slightly.
"Mom, do you have something on today?"
Eriri, who hadn't yet washed up, had her artisan-like golden long hair spread behind her, wearing a slightly thin, pink silk pajama set.
"Is there an event at the coffee shop, or are you going to Kadokawa Bunko?"
Sawamura Sayuri, who had already finished breakfast and was sitting there waiting for Eriri to wake up, put down her phone and smiled at Eriri.
"Guess?" She playfully winked at Eriri.
"Hmph!"
At her mother's teasing behavior, Eriri merely crossed her arms and turned her head away.
But after waiting a moment, she secretly turned her head back to glance at her mother.
It had to be said that while Sawamura Sayuri in her OL outfit looked more petite, she also looked more cute and captivating.
The tight shirt and suit perfectly outlined her slender figure.
The delicate collarbone peeking out from the shirt's neckline made one want to tear open the formal suit and shirt to reveal the pale, slender body completely.
Moreover, those charming purple eyes and the serious expression on her delicate face made one feel an even stronger urge to violate her.
Eriri struggled to avert her gaze and used immense willpower to control her body as she walked towards the washroom.
It was only when cool water splashed on her face that Eriri finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Because her mother Sawamura Sayuri's sudden and inexplicable change this morning had almost made her lose control of her inner impulses.
Exposing that little, unknown and unspeakable desire within her.
"Deep breaths, calm down..."
Eriri continuously tried to calm herself down, and after a good while, she began to brush her teeth, wash her face, apply makeup, and style her hair.
When everything was done, she looked at the watch on her wrist and let out a small gasp.
"Mom, I'm going to be late!"
Eriri rushed out of the washroom, then grabbed her school bag and dashed towards the entrance.
However, Eriri suddenly noticed that her mother was already standing in the entryway.
She was carrying a small, cute leather bag, and her delicate face was already covered in light makeup.
This made her even more beautiful, radiant and captivating.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"I'll go with you. You didn't bring breakfast again, did you? I've prepared some for you."
Sawamura Sayuri, who had already changed into leather shoes, smiled gently and handed a piece of bread and a bottle of milk to Eriri, who had just changed her shoes.
Then, she turned around and walked out of the room first.
Eriri and Sayuri Sawamura walked to the train station together. Just as Eriri saw the train arriving and was about to say goodbye to her mother, she realized that her mother had entered the train car with her today.
What, what's going on?