The tone and expression were like an elder educating a younger person.
There's also the Sawamura family's reputation and upbringing, which were mentioned in the conversation.
Damn it, what does all this have to do with Kasumigaoka Utaha, an outsider!
Kasumigaoka Utaha, what does she think she is?!
Eriri stared wide-eyed at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who stood before her, her eyes blazing with fury.
She seemed to be cursing, but her mother, Sayuri Sawamura, had taught her how to draw since she was little, and they read erotic comics together.
However, she had never been taught how to swear. Lacking eloquence, the most she could say was things like "Kasumigaoka Utaha is a bitch," "shameless," and "vixen."
However, Kasumigaoka Utaha had heard this kind of word countless times from Eriri's mouth.
She was already used to it.
This made Eriri even angrier. She couldn't win an argument with them and they even took advantage of her like this.
This guy is now openly revealing his ill intentions towards her mother!
Eriri took a step forward with her small feet, deciding that since she wasn't as good as others in ventriloquism, she would fight with her body!
However, just then, Eriri's shoulder was pressed down by a small hand that reached out from behind.
"Eri, you need to be mindful of your image in public. Besides, making so much noise will disturb the guests' dining and rest."
The soft, alluring voice of her mother, Sayuri Sawamura, made Eriri's body go limp.
However, the anger in her heart still made the girl glare angrily at Kasumigaoka Utaha.
Eriri crossed her arms and glared angrily at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was smiling with her lips pursed. She then gave a disgruntled snort and turned her head away.
Although her mother's words made sense, as this was a public place, Kasumigaoka Utaha's earlier remarks gave her the feeling that her mother was taking sides.
Sawamura Sayuri's smile was tinged with helplessness as she looked at her adorable daughter who was still sulking.
Her gaze swept back and forth between Eriri, who was crossing her arms and facing the other side, and Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was smiling at her.
Sawamura Sayuri felt a throbbing pain in her forehead.
She hadn't expected it either; she had just seen Kasumigaoka Utaha at the editorial department of Shinazugawa Bunko that morning.
As it turned out, when I went to the coffee shop in Akihabara that afternoon, I actually saw the girl there again.
Under normal circumstances, or if Sawamura Sayuri were still an otaku in her previous life, she would probably be very happy and excited to see both Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha, two goddesses of the second dimension.
But the situation is different now.
Sawamura Sayuri rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on, and a surge of irritation welled up inside her.
If she were still a man, she would absolutely accept Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha's love for her, even if they were a generation or two older.
But now she has transmigrated into the body of a woman, and her identity is Eriri's mother, Sawamura Sayuri.
This is terrible. Sawamura Sayuri's inner ethics and morality prevent her from facing the unethical feelings her daughter Eriri has for her.
As for Kasumigaoka Utaha, although she had read many yuri novels and fanfictions in her past life and present life, reading and experiencing them were different.
Because of her past life as a male soul, Sayuri Sawamura cannot accept men's confessions to her and prefers to be close to cute girls.
Over the past decade, the subtle influence of the female body in this world has made it impossible for Sayuri Sawamura to accept the idea of sex with a woman.
"Senior Lily, are you too tired?"
Faced with Kasumigaoka Utaha's concerned inquiry, Sawamura Sayuri reopened her eyes and glared at her irritably.
"Little Shiyu, can't you stop teasing Eriri like this?"
Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Eriri, who was standing there with her back to them but her ears were perked up, and a strange look flashed in her wine-red eyes.
"Okay, since you've said so, Sayuri-senpai."
She could have spoken in a different way, but Kasumigaoka Utaha blinked and instead used a tone that seemed to pity Eriri.
As expected, Eriri's anger was reignited upon hearing Kasumigaoka Utaha's tone.
She turned around abruptly, glaring at Kasumigaoka Utaha through gritted teeth.
"Hmph! Do I, Eriri, need a bitch like Kasumi Utako to give me what I want?!"
"Oh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha simply chuckled and raised an eyebrow at the flustered Eriri. "Who was it that was about to explode with anger just now?"
"That's not me! I just... I just felt that arguing with you here would damage my image!"
Faced with Eriri's sophistry, Kasumigaoka Utaha simply chuckled and then turned her head away.
Her "Go on, I'm really listening" expression once again successfully ignited Eriri's anger.
Faced with the two about to start arguing again, Sayuri Sawamura could only sigh helplessly and walk between them.
"Hey! You two have had enough. Be a little more mindful of how the other customers are looking at you."
Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri glanced at the coffee shop lobby at the same time and saw that many customers' eyes were on them.
Their argument just now disturbed many customers.
However, because both of them were cute young girls, and there was also a pure yet charming beauty like Sayuri Sawamura standing next to them, and... Megumi Kato?, the guests didn't mind and just watched with smiles.
Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri both silently turned their heads away, no longer looking at each other.
"Xiao Shiyu, didn't you just come home from the editorial department this morning? How did you end up in my shop?"
Seeing that the two had finally quieted down, Sayuri Sawamura breathed a long sigh of relief.
Although Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha are both cute girls, it's really tough for her to be caught in the middle.
"Because I'm lacking inspiration at home, I wanted to come to your shop, Yuriko-senpai, to find some inspiration."
Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled and explained why she was there.
Of course, whether this was a genuine reason, whether she really came to Sayuri Sawamura's café just to find inspiration, or whether it was for some other reason, no one knows.
Sawamura Sayuri wisely chose not to doubt, but instead believed Kasumigaoka Utaha's reasoning.
Or rather, she didn't dare to ask Kasumigaoka Utaha if she really came to the store just to find inspiration.