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85.57% Life As Hikigaya Hachiman / Chapter 508: [508] Both Mother and Daughter Are Completely Satisfied

Chapter 508: [508] Both Mother and Daughter Are Completely Satisfied

Chapter 508: Both Mother and Daughter Are Completely Satisfied

Seeing Mrs. Miura walk into the living room, Hachiman felt a bit of dread.

Why does she always have such perfect timing?

As for Yumiko, she seemed puzzled about why Hachiman had suddenly stopped. From what she knew of him, he wouldn't stop until he'd had his fun.

Why had things ended so soon today?

Just as Yumiko was about to ask, a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Looks like I came back at a bad time, but don't mind me, I'll head to my room and let you continue."

"Mom?!"

Hearing the voice, Yumiko's eyes widened in surprise, and she instinctively called out.

"What are you doing here?"

"I can see I'm interrupting, so I'll just head to my room. You two carry on," Mrs. Miura said lightly, moving towards her room.

As she walked away, Yumiko could hear her muttering to herself, "Yumiko is really growing up," and "first time on the sofa, how bold."

Seeing her mother like this, Yumiko quickly pushed Hachiman away, stood up, and spoke in a mix of embarrassment and urgency.

"It's not what you're thinking! We weren't doing anything!"

"Okay, okay, Yumiko, whatever you say," Mrs. Miura replied with a wave of her hand, unconcerned.

"It doesn't bother me."

"But it should bother you!" Yumiko said, exasperated.

"I'm your daughter! Why do you always assume I'd be doing something like that?"

Mrs. Miura continued in her breezy tone, "Because you're at that age, Yumiko. I've been through it, so I understand."

"Aaah, I'm so done with this."

Seeing that she couldn't explain things clearly, Yumiko was a bit frantic and turned to glare at Hachiman.

"You idiot, explain it to her!"

Hearing this, Hachiman stood up and began to explain, "Mrs. Miura, there's really been a misunderstanding. I had just finished preparing the caramelized pears and came to sit down on the sofa to rest. I accidentally tripped on the table leg, and that's why it looked like that."

"And besides, if you look, both Yumiko and I are fully clothed, so it really is just a misunderstanding."

Hachiman, of course, couldn't reveal the awkward truth. It was far too embarrassing.

Although he had only intended to use his "divine hand" to tease Yumiko, the position had indeed been a bit inappropriate. Plus, being caught by her mother would be embarrassing for anyone.

"Is that so?"

Mrs. Miura turned around after hearing the explanation, taking a moment to look over their fully intact clothing. Her tone held a hint of regret as she said, "What a shame. I was hoping to have you call me 'Mom,' Hachiman."

Uh.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Hachiman's forehead at her comment.

It turned out that Mrs. Miura was indeed a tough woman to deal with.

As Hachiman was mulling this over, he heard her speak again.

"But caramelized pears, huh? It's been a long time since I've had them. My throat has been a bit dry lately, so this is perfect timing."

Hachiman immediately understood her hint and said, "Just a moment, Auntie, the pears should be ready. I'll go check on them."

With that, he headed to the kitchen.

Before long, Hachiman came out with two servings of caramelized pears.

"Auntie, Yumiko, it's ready to eat now."

"Great!"

With the treats in front of them, the mother and daughter forgot everything else and sat down on the sofa.

Hachiman divided the pears between them and handed over two spoons. "Here, enjoy it while it's warm."

"Thank you, Hachiman," Mrs. Miura said, taking a spoonful slowly.

"Mmm... Hachiman's flavor, how nostalgic."

Yumiko nearly choked at that remark.

"Just eat your food properly and stop saying weird things."

But Mrs. Miura's breezy response left Yumiko speechless.

"Oh, what I said was perfectly normal, Yumiko. It's you who's thinking differently."

Watching Yumiko silently eat after being shut down, Hachiman found the situation amusing.

At school, she was so formidable, yet when it came to Mrs. Miura, it was like facing her natural enemy.

Watching the two blond beauties, so similar in height and appearance, elegantly enjoying their food was indeed a pleasing sight.

Leaving Yumiko aside for now, just by looking at Mrs. Miura, you would never guess she's the mother of a seventeen-year-old girl.

Though she wore a simple loungewear outfit, her demeanor was quite refined.

A long white cotton dress, topped with a blue jacket, cinched at the waist to accentuate her slender figure. Her legs showed through black stockings, with red high heels completing the ensemble. Sitting next to Yumiko, she looked more like a sister than a mother.

With her youthful appearance contrasting with a mature aura, she would undoubtedly turn heads if she walked down the street—a true beauty.

Feeling Hachiman's gaze, Mrs. Miura turned her attention back to him and asked, "Aren't you going to eat, Hachiman?"

Yumiko also chimed in, "Yeah, aren't there three servings? Why aren't you eating?"

"I won't have any," Hachiman replied with a small smile. "You mentioned your throat is a bit dry, Auntie, so you should keep that one for yourself."

"I've put that serving in a thermal container for you, just enjoy it tonight or tomorrow."

Hearing this, Mrs. Miura didn't hesitate to accept.

"Thank you, Hachiman."

"Is that so?"

Yumiko hesitated for a moment, glancing at the half-eaten pear in her hand.

Then, as if coming to a decision, she scooped up a spoonful and leaned over to Hachiman.

"Ah~~~"

Seeing her offer to feed him, Hachiman was surprised but didn't miss a beat and opened his mouth to eat.

Spoonful after spoonful, Yumiko, with a flushed face, continued feeding Hachiman.

"Yumiko has really grown up, learning to take care of others," Mrs. Miura teased, sitting beside her daughter.

"Oh, why do the caramelized pears suddenly taste a bit sour?" she added playfully.

Hearing her mother's teasing, Yumiko stopped feeding Hachiman, her face even redder, and started eating herself.

Seeing this, Hachiman sighed silently and stood up.

"Auntie, you two continue enjoying the dessert. I'll go prepare dinner."

"Thank you, Hachiman," Mrs. Miura said with a gentle smile, placing a hand on her stomach.

"Ah... so warm and comforting. It seems our stomachs will be happily filled by you today, Hachiman."

Hachiman twitched his lips slightly at the ambiguous comment but didn't respond, instead heading to the kitchen.

...

Time passed quickly, and soon dinner was ready.

Sweet and sour ribs, tempura shrimp, stir-fried shredded potatoes, miso soup...

All simple home-style dishes, so it didn't take much time.

"Auntie, Yumiko, dinner is ready." Hachiman announced to the pair in the living room after placing the last dish on the table.

"Alright," they responded and went to wash their hands.

As they sat down, Hachiman served rice to Mrs. Miura and Yumiko.

The two couldn't help but feel their appetites whetted by the vibrant and delicious-looking dishes on the table.

"It's been so long since I've had Hachiman's cooking," Mrs. Miura said, picking up a piece of tempura shrimp with her chopsticks.

A satisfying crunch sounded as the crisp coating broke, revealing the tender shrimp inside.

Relishing the taste, Mrs. Miura gently touched her cheek, lost in delight. "Mmm... just as I remember, Hachiman's flavor is so nostalgic."

Yumiko, too, was immersed in the deliciousness.

But as with all good things, dinner came to an end all too soon.

Not giving Mrs. Miura a chance to speak, Hachiman promptly excused himself.

At the doorway, Yumiko reminded him, "Be careful on your way home."

"Don't worry," Hachiman replied with a soft smile before leaning down and giving her a gentle peck on the lips.

"Goodnight, Yumiko."

With that, he turned and headed toward his home.

He hadn't gone far when he heard a gentle murmur from behind.

"Goodnight."

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Chapter 509: [509] Restless Girls

Chapter 509: Restless Girls

Time flew by, and soon it was February.

The atmosphere at school became lively because February included a holiday that every adolescent boy and girl paid close attention to—Valentine's Day.

In Second Year Class F, Tobe and his friends gathered as usual, but this time their conversation inevitably included the topic of Valentine's chocolates.

After all, spring was coming; life was awakening. Hormones were starting to surge, and teenage boys were at the forefront of this change.

Tobe fiddled with his hair and said suggestively, "Ah, I'm suddenly in the mood for something sweet. It would be great to have 'that' right now."

Beside him, Ooki and Yamato laughed and joined in.

"Yeah, it would be great to have 'that' now."

"I bet you just want someone to give it to you."

"Wouldn't you want it too?"

"..."

The three of them started teasing each other.

Hearing their conversation, Hayama caught on as well.

"Ah, now that you mention it, it's almost that time," he said.

Seeing their leader speak, Ooki and Yamato nodded in agreement.

"Exactly, it's almost here."

"Well, Hayato, you don't have to worry. It's us who are in trouble."

At this point, Tobe had a somewhat wistful expression. "Even if that's true, Hayato usually doesn't accept chocolates from others."

"Really? What a waste."

"Yeah, totally."

Ooki and Yamato's comments made Hayama smile wryly. Given his popularity at school, accepting chocolates casually could indeed cause unnecessary drama.

It wasn't just the boys discussing these things; the girls were too.

The girls in the class huddled in their own small groups, discussing what kind of gifts would be suitable for their crushes on Valentine's Day.

Chocolates, homemade cookies, and hand-knitted scarves all appeared on their lists.

Meanwhile, the boys' conversation turned to who had received chocolates before.

Tobe, looking over at Hachiman, who was idly sitting by, asked, "Hey Hikigaya, have you ever received chocolates?"

Caught off guard by the question, Hachiman was momentarily stunned but then relaxed with a casual shrug.

"I did receive some. Why?"

"Seriously? Hikigaya, you actually got chocolates too?!"

Hearing this, Tobe acted as if the sky was falling.

Seeing his reaction, Hachiman felt a bit annoyed and smirked, "Hey, what do you mean by that? I'm not like you guys; I got several last year."

Stare—

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed two intense gazes directed at him from nearby.

Turning his head, Hachiman saw Yui and Yumiko staring at him intently.

It's important to note that both of them hadn't given him chocolates last year.

During last year's Valentine's Day, Yumiko's relationship with Hachiman was not as close as it is now, and as for Yui, although they were close, her shyness led her to forgo giving chocolates.

With neither of them having given chocolates and Hachiman still receiving several, the two girls were naturally curious.

Seemingly understanding her friends' thoughts, Ebina smiled and asked, "So, Hachiman, whose chocolates did you receive last year?"

"Let me think..." Hachiman pondered.

"First there was Komachi of course..."

Komachi... that was understandable.

Hearing the name, the two girls sighed in relief.

They couldn't possibly be upset with the person who might become their future sister-in-law.

But just as they relaxed, Hachiman continued.

"Then there were Saeko, Kotonoha, Utaha, Alice, and I think Erina also gave me one last year."

Hearing these names, Yui and Yumiko's expressions changed slightly.

It wasn't that they didn't recognize the names.

On the contrary, they knew all the people Hachiman mentioned.

Thinking about how they didn't give chocolates last year while others did made the two girls feel somewhat outdone.

[No way, this year I absolutely have to give chocolates to Hikki/Hachiman.]

At that moment, Yui and Yumiko both made a firm decision in their hearts.

Although Yui and Yumiko had these thoughts, their expressions showed a hint of resignation.

Because they weren't very good at making chocolates.

...

At the Service Club.

As soon as Hachiman opened the door, he was greeted by a slightly annoyed voice.

"Senpai, you're too slow."

Other than Yukino, who was supposed to be in the clubroom, a girl was also resting her head on the long table.

Seeing Iroha Isshiki, who had again come without being invited, Hachiman sighed.

"You're here again."

Hearing Hachiman's words, Iroha pouted slightly.

"Geez, Hachiman-senpai, it sounds like you don't want me here."

"That's right, I don't," Hachiman confirmed with a nod.

This made Iroha more displeased.

"To think you'd dislike such a pure and cute kouhai like me, Senpai, you're too much."

Unfortunately, Hachiman just dismissed her words with a wave of his hand. "Tsk, cute? In what way?"

"Geez, Senpai, I'm going to get mad!" Iroha puffed up her cheeks.

Noticing that they were about to start bickering, Yui quickly stepped in to mediate.

"Come on now, Iroha-chan, is there something you needed today?"

"Eh, no reason really. Things were quieter than expected at the student council, so I came here to hang out." Iroha shook her head.

Hearing her, Hachiman couldn't help but comment, "Aren't you the manager of the soccer club? If there's nothing happening with the student council, shouldn't you go to your club activities?"

"But it would be too cold to go to club activities during this season, so I'm not going," Iroha said, as if it was the most reasonable thing.

Seeing her unmoving stance, Hachiman decided not to press further and sat down.

Then, the mischievous kouhai spoke again.

"By the way, Hachiman-senpai, do you like sweets?"

Before Hachiman could respond, Yui excitedly stood up, "Hikki likes sweets!"

"Yes, he does like them," Yukino nodded in agreement.

"I'm curious how you two know that so well…" Iroha muttered under her breath.

"But since Senpai likes sweets, that's good. I was wondering how sweet to make them."

Hearing Iroha's comment, Yukino asked with curiosity, "How sweet to make what... Iroha, are you planning on making them yourself?"

"Yeah, I'm actually quite good at making sweets," Iroha said confidently.

Hachiman wasn't surprised by this development.

Since Iroha Isshiki and Satoshi Isshiki are cousins, it means she is also part of the Isshiki family.

It's worth noting that the Isshiki family is quite renowned in the culinary world, so it's no wonder this little devil claims to be good at making sweets.

"Giving chocolates to senpai is also a way to practice for giving friendship chocolates in the future."

Yeah, right, friendship chocolates... You can pretend all you want.

You're clearly trying to win me over, so stop pretending it's just friendship chocolates.

Hearing Iroha's words, Hachiman secretly smirked and didn't respond.

As expected, when she saw Hachiman's lack of reaction, Iroha couldn't help but ask, "Hachiman-senpai, have you ever received chocolates before?"

"Yeah, Komachi gives me some every year, and a few other friends too," Hachiman shrugged.

"Komachi... your little sister?" Iroha was momentarily confused, then understood.

"Could it be that you're a sis-con, senpai?"

"So Hachiman-senpai, you really like younger girls."

Hearing her remark, Hachiman dismissively waved his hand, "Oh please, you're an April birthday too, so you're not much younger than me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yui's low voice nearby.

"Hikki, how do you know Iroha-chan's birthday? Could it be that..."

Not only Yui but even Yukino's expression wasn't great either.

This reminded her of their conversation on Hachiman's birthday, where he accurately mentioned every girl's birthday, which was quite infuriating.

In contrast to the two of them, Iroha seemed really pleased.

[See, senpai always acts all composed, but he remembers my birthday by heart.]

Just then, there was another knock on the clubroom door.

"Knock, knock."

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