'Question:'
'When you are in the boudoir of a drunken young woman, and she pulls you close, sweetly calling you "Husband"...'
'And her son suddenly appears and is heading towards the room...'
'What should you do?'
Because the entire apartment wasn't large, Takayanagi's room was only a few steps away from Yuki's room.
That is to say, from the incident to the 'collision of worlds,' there were probably at most five seconds left.
In these five seconds, the probability of shaking off Yuki, successfully avoiding Takayanagi, and escaping back to 404 was 0.
But if Hoshino Jun didn't avoid Takayanagi, he was certain that this stable ATM, Yuki, would become unstable, and in a more serious scenario, might even crash.
In the current situation, she temporarily couldn't accept being discovered by Takayanagi with Hoshino Jun.
Even though...
She was slowly coming to accept Hoshino Jun in her heart.
"Tick-tock—!"
The second hand moved.
The footsteps outside the room fell once again.
"Damn you, Takayanagi, this is the second time, you've blocked me in this room twice."
"Are you a ghost?!"
Hoshino Jun swallowed nervously, forcefully shook off Yuki's hand, and then, with lightning speed, rushed forward.
Just as the doorknob was pulled down by Takayanagi from outside, he quickly twisted the small lock.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Yuki was truly too drunk to distinguish between dream and reality; her head swayed dizzily, and with hazy eyes, she smiled at Hoshino Jun's back.
Perhaps, in her dream, Hoshino Jun was playing the role of her husband, becoming the man who shielded her from wind and rain.
Only, what Yuki didn't know was...
How impactful that sweet 'Husband' was to both Hoshino Jun and Takayanagi.
"Hu-Husband?" Takayanagi's voice trembled, his lips quivering.
It had been over a decade.
In over ten years, this was the first time he had heard his mother's voice so tender, soft and ethereal, like a gentle moon goddess.
Who was Mother calling 'Husband'?
What was that person's name?
Where did he live?
How old was he?
Was he in Mother's room right now?
Takayanagi trembled; he didn't know what words to use to describe his feelings at that moment.
Did he feel sad?
Not exactly, just a slight bitterness in his chest.
Did he feel relieved?
Mother had been alone for so many years; finding a companion would be good for her.
Logically, he should be happy for Mother, but Takayanagi didn't know why, he just couldn't be happy.
It was like how he knew Hoshino Jun was not wrong when he rejected Yamada Kaoru back then, but after seeing Yamada Kaoru cry, he couldn't help but push all the blame onto Hoshino Jun.
It was a very unreasonable emotion.
But it was there.
However, Mother wasn't Yamada Kaoru.
And Mother's man wasn't Hoshino Jun.
After taking a deep breath, Takayanagi slowly released the doorknob of his mother's room and silently retreated to his own room.
He didn't say another word.
Inside the room.
The young man's jade-like face appeared even fairer under the lamplight. After hearing the footsteps fade away, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Just a little, just a little bit more, and Takayanagi, this deposit machine, and Yuki, this ATM, would have moved far away from Hoshino Jun's life.
He would absolutely not come to 403 next time; it was simply too risky.
Patting his chest, Hoshino Jun looked up at Yuki, who had already sat up. He saw her face flushed, her red lips moist, and her long braid had somehow come undone.
Her brown long hair fell across her chest, the buttons on her work shirt collar had burst open, and large expanses of fair skin freely breathed the air.
Beneath her black work-skirt, her beautiful legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were curled inwards, her two cute, round big toes pressed together, revealing a hint of pink sole, indescribably alluring.
Hoshino Jun licked his somewhat dry lips. He suddenly grew bolder, leaning closer to Yuki while muttering softly.
"Yuki, you almost killed me."
"Husband, what are you saying? It's so soft." Yuki's laughter was still melodious, a delightful sound that disregarded others' lives: "Where were you planning to go just now?"
A drunken mature beauty was truly captivating. Who could resist being called "Husband" so sweetly, one after another?
Whoever could resist, could resist.
Anyway, Hoshino Jun couldn't resist anymore.
He bent down and knelt on the bed, tightly embracing the sitting, drunken mature woman. His face pressed against her jade-like, smooth neck, delicately inhaling the rich, complex aroma of alcohol mixed with her body scent.
"Mmm~ So hot." Yuki pouted, pressing Hoshino Jun's forehead, trying to push him away.
But Hoshino Jun, also feeling too hot, held Yuki even tighter. He pressed his face next to Yuki's ear and whispered softly:
"Yuki, tonight, just call me Husband, no other titles, okay?"
Perhaps it was the heat, but Yuki's neck began to redden, and her soft body offered no resistance, though her voice remained vibrant.
"Silly Husband, if I don't call you Husband, what else could I call you?"
This sentence greatly emboldened Hoshino Jun.
If Yuki had just called him by his name, Hoshino Jun would have had to prioritize his own interests and immediately retreat back to 404.
However...
Yuki didn't. She called him "Husband" over and over, sweeter than glutinous rice paste mixed with sugar.
Affected by this unusual atmosphere and Yuki's intoxication, Hoshino Jun felt as if he too was drunk, becoming increasingly excited.
He couldn't help but reach out and place his hands on Yuki's soft, smooth legs. His thumb, through the flesh-colored stockings, pressed on the soft flesh of her thighs, daring to be gentle but not heavy.
The two were too close, their scorching breaths mingling. Yuki, already drunk, became powerless.
Gradually, her breathing grew heavier, and she actively lifted her rosy, thin lips, pressing them against Hoshino Jun's, kissing him greedily.
Facing the 'initiative' of his neighbor aunt, Hoshino Jun naturally wouldn't be so heartless as to reject her.
He leaned back.
Responding passionately to her kiss.
His hands remained on her soft, plump thighs, feeling the creamy, delicate smoothness.
"Husband, I'm so hot~!"
Yuki's forehead and nose were already glistening with beads of sweat, which, under the incandescent light, further highlighted her alluring charm at that moment.
She lightly pursed her red lips, emitting a seductive sound like a devil's whisper.
"Will you help me take off my clothes, please?"
The night in Tokyo was still too hot; no matter how much one swallowed, their mouth would still feel dry.
Hoshino Jun's mind was a mess. He leaned close to Yuki's earlobe and softly said, "Okay."
One must know that the sound insulation inside the house was not very good.
At this moment, it was quite literally a case of 'walls have ears.'
But Hoshino Jun still agreed to Yuki's request, after all, his soul was that of a passionate young man.
Back then, Li Yunlong never retreated a single step when attacking the little devils in Ping'an County. How could Hoshino Jun disgrace his predecessors now?
Facing the devils.
He had to fire mercilessly!
Blast them to hell!
"..."
The moonlight was just right, the Milky Way spread wide.
In the sky, stars twinkled, like jewels adorning the desolate darkness.
The night in Tokyo was not silent; occasionally, the distant sound of a ship's horn carried on the wind, disturbing its tranquility.
At 1 AM, Asu Mei, who had waited for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore. She let out a long yawn and mumbled:
"Forget it, I won't wait. I have to work early tomorrow, so I'll go to sleep first."
Jun-chan, that Little Piglet, was really something. He had already stolen the aunt's first kiss, but he didn't dare to be a little bolder.
The aunt was a woman, and a woman ten years older than him.
A woman should maintain her modesty and couldn't just casually give herself away.
"Hmph, silly Hoshino Jun."
"At this moment, are you also thinking about the aunt?"
Asu Mei thought, perhaps he was.
Today, she was already very certain that Little Piglet also had feelings for her, but he was just too shy and timid to express his thoughts.
Just wait a little longer; once things naturally fell into place, they could start a happy life.
"Good night, Jun-chan!"
Whispering softly towards Hoshino Jun's room, Asu Mei closed her eyes.
That night, she slept very sweetly, for the dreams she had were also sweet and beautiful.
"..."