Capítulo 418: [418] Intrusion Before Mother
Chapter 418: Intrusion Before Mother
"In my opinion, kissing is also a kind of service," Hachiman said with a smile.
Upon hearing Hachiman's words, Yumiko was stunned.
She never expected that Hachiman would use those vouchers for this purpose. What's more, she couldn't believe how shameless he was to say such brazen words without batting an eyelid.
"You... you..."
Yumiko hadn't managed to say anything before Hachiman continued with a smile.
"These are the birthday gifts you gave me, you know. Are you trying to take them back now?"
Upon hearing this, the girl was speechless.
Indeed, she had personally given those vouchers as gifts. There was no way she could take them back. After all, Yumiko Miura had some pride.
This made her feel a bit frustrated. "I didn't give you those vouchers for you to do this kind of thing."
"I believe this is the correct use of those vouchers. Otherwise, what would you use them for? To help me prepare lunch?" Hachiman shrugged.
"You're not good at cooking, are you, Yumiko?"
This made Yumiko even more frustrated because Hachiman was telling the truth. She really wasn't good at cooking, especially compared to Hachiman.
Was Hachiman going to use all those vouchers for this kind of thing?
Thinking about the ten vouchers, Yumiko felt helpless.
Damn, Mom, what kind of terrible idea did you come up with? You're going to drive me crazy.
Actually, kissing wasn't so bad. But what if Hachiman demanded something more excessive in the future?
Thinking about what might happen later, Yumiko's face flushed slightly, and at the same time, she felt a hint of anticipation.
"Hmph, you better behave yourself. If you dare to make any unreasonable demands, I'll revoke your voucher privileges, do you understand?"
After thinking it over, the girl decided to impose a restriction on Hachiman.
"Alright, alright, you can rest assured. Even if we do that kind of thing, it will only happen if you're willing," Hachiman reassured her, understanding her concerns, and smiled.
Upon hearing his words, Yumiko's face blushed slightly, and she spat, "Hmph, you wish! Who would willingly do that kind of thing with you?"
But as soon as she finished speaking, the girl furrowed her brows slightly.
"Just wait for me here, I need to go to the bathroom."
With that, she hurried towards the direction of the restroom.
As time passed, Hachiman waited for a while, but Yumiko still hadn't come out, which made him curious. Then, he heard the sound of a message notification on his phone.
Opening it, he saw that it was a message from Yumiko.
\[Can you... help me with something? Go to my room and bring me... bring me a sanitary pad.\]
A sanitary pad?
Seeing this message, Hachiman smirked.
No wonder Yumiko had been in the bathroom for so long. It seemed like Aunt Flo had paid a visit.
\[No problem, leave it to me.\]
He replied to the girl's message and then went upstairs.
Based on the nameplate on the door, it was easy to find Yumiko's room.
The door wasn't locked, so he could just push it open.
Entering the room, Hachiman stepped inside.
It was his first time in the girl's room, so he couldn't help but look around curiously.
The room wasn't particularly large, and there was a faint lavender fragrance in the air. The overall color scheme of the room was pink, and the bed was neatly made, with several fluffy plush toys placed on top.
Hachiman didn't expect Yumiko to be quite girly.
Across from the bed was a large dressing table, also pink, with various bottles and jars of cosmetics on it.
Next to the dressing table was a desk, with a red laptop, a small lamp, and a bookshelf and pen holder on top.
Sanitary pad... It should be in the drawer.
With that in mind, Hachiman approached the desk and opened the drawer.
Sure enough, he found the sanitary pad inside. After taking one out, he left the room.
Back in the living room, Hachiman stood in front of the bathroom door and knocked.
"I got the sanitary pad. Can I come in and give it to you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yumiko's voice, filled with embarrassment and anger, "You wish! Just wait a moment."
There was a faint rustling sound from inside, and then the bathroom door opened slightly, revealing a hand reaching out.
"Pass me the sanitary pad."
"Here you go." Hachiman handed the sanitary pad over.
Taking the pad, Yumiko quickly withdrew her arm, and then there was the sound of the door being closed with a bang, followed by the click of the lock, even audible to Hachiman's ears.
Hmm.
Seeing this, Hachiman smirked.
Why lock the door? Is she worried I'll barge in?
Come on, who would want to see that bloody scene? I'm not a pervert.
With a shake of his head, Hachiman returned to the sofa.
After a while, the bathroom door opened again, and Yumiko emerged.
Perhaps because she had been sitting for too long, her legs were trembling slightly.
Noticing this, Yumiko didn't look too good. Her face was a little pale, and her eyebrows were furrowed as if she were holding back something.
Seeing her like this, Hachiman quickly stood up and approached her.
"What's wrong? You don't look too good."
"I... I'm fine." Yumiko shook her head.
Seeing her trying to be strong, Hachiman frowned disapprovingly.
"Tell me the truth. What's really wrong?"
Although Hachiman's tone was somewhat stern, Yumiko couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness in her heart.
Rubbing his palms together to warm them up, Hachiman looked at Yumiko in front of him.
"I'm here," he said.
"Yeah, go ahead," Yumiko nodded, stretching her neck as if offering it to a guillotine.
Seeing this, Hachiman smirked but didn't waste any time. He reached his right hand under the hem of her shirt.
Luckily, Yumiko was wearing something convenient today. If she had been in a dress, he would have had to strip her.
As his right hand touched the softness of her abdomen, Hachiman felt a smooth and delicate texture flowing through his fingers.
But he didn't just revel in the sensation; his palm emitted a faint holy light as he began massaging Yumiko's abdomen.
At first, when Yumiko felt Hachiman's palm on her stomach, her body tensed up, but the next moment, she felt a warm flow emanating from his hand, rapidly dissipating the unbearable pain she had felt just moments ago.
It's...magical.
She hadn't expected this guy to actually know some medical techniques.
"Ah..."
Perhaps because it felt too good, Yumiko let out a soft moan, making the atmosphere a bit awkward.
Hearing her own strange sound, Yumiko blushed, but the comforting sensation made her reluctant to stop.
What if the pain comes back if I stop?
Just a little longer, just a while longer.
...
Time passed slowly, and neither of them spoke.
Yumiko was basking in the comforting warmth, while Hachiman enjoyed the smooth and soft sensation of her abdomen.
Since Yumiko didn't ask him to stop, Hachiman continued, finding it quite enjoyable and not wanting to stop.
As the holy light continued to warm Yumiko's abdomen, the pain gradually diminished, replaced by a strange sensation that made her unable to resist another soft moan.
"Mmm...so comfortable..."
Her voice trembled slightly, tinged with pleasure.
At that moment, Hachiman heard faint footsteps approaching.
Then he saw Mrs. Miura, dressed in casual clothes, entering with a few plastic bags in her hands, speaking as she walked.
"Yumiko, you're back from your date..."
But her words came to a sudden halt.
The next moment, the eyes of all three people met in the air.
Capítulo 419: [419] Do You Like Me Instead of my Daughter?
Chapter 419: Do You Like Me Instead of my Daughter?
Seeing Mrs. Miura suddenly walk into the room, Yumiko's eyes widened in surprise, and she instinctively blurted out, "Huh? Mom... Mom, why are you back?"
Realizing what she and Hachiman were doing, even the usually confident Yumiko couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.
After Yumiko's embarrassment, only Hachiman and Mrs. Miura remained, looking at each other.
None of the expected reactions—shyness, anger, outrage, or even storming into the kitchen with a knife—occurred.
"Well, it seems I came back at an awkward time, but you two don't need to mind me. Carry on," Mrs. Miura said as if she hadn't seen anything, carrying her shopping bag into the kitchen.
Hey, what do you mean "don't mind me, carry on"? We weren't doing anything in the first place.
Clearly, my daughter was in pain, and I was just helping her out.
As for Yumiko, hearing her mother's words almost made her faint.
Is there such an irresponsible mother?
Your own daughter is being helped on the sofa, and you don't even bother to check in?
Glancing at Mrs. Miura, who was unpacking groceries in the kitchen, Hachiman looked back at Yumiko on the sofa.
"Is your stomach still hurting?"
Yumiko shook her head quickly.
Not only is it not hurting now, but I also can't let Hachiman keep rubbing it like this.
Seeing that she was okay, Hachiman nodded and stood up, preparing to explain to Mrs. Miura to salvage his reputation.
But before Hachiman could say anything, Mrs. Miura seemed to take something out of the cupboard and threw it at him.
"Oh, and don't forget to use this," she said.
Looking at the object thrown at him, Hachiman instinctively caught it in his hand and opened his palm to see what it was, only to be met with a face full of confusion.
Because lying in his palm was a packet of mini umbrellas.
"What's this for? We didn't do anything like that," Hachiman protested. "Your daughter is having her period, do you want me to go into battle for her?"
"And why would you keep this in the kitchen cupboard? Are you and Mr. Miura using it when Yumiko goes to school?"
"Hmm, you're the real hidden one, aren't you?"
"But seriously, you're underestimating me. Even if we were going to do that, when has me ever used one of these?"
As Hachiman was mentally ranting, Mrs. Miura spoke up again.
"I understand where you're coming from. Young people can be impulsive and easily lose control. I've been through that phase myself."
"Although Hachiman mentioned he wouldn't mind having kids before, you're still too young. You need to be careful."
"So, please use it properly."
Although Mrs. Miura said to use it properly, she showed no signs of leaving, clearly eager to witness any potential drama firsthand.
Seeing this, Hachiman decided to speak up to salvage his reputation.
"Ahem, um... Auntie, you've got it wrong. Yumiko had period pain earlier, so I was just helping her with a stomach rub."
"We weren't planning to do anything like that."
"So, you should keep this for yourself."
However, after listening to Hachiman's explanation, Mrs. Miura didn't seem to understand at all. Instead, she covered her mouth in surprise.
"Wait, Hachiman, do you actually want to use this on me?"
"Do you prefer someone like me over my daughter?"
"Well... I don't mind, but you need to get my husband's and Yumiko's consent first, okay?"
How should I respond to that? I can't just say something like 'Today I have the honor of meeting Madame,' right?
But at that moment, Yumiko, who had been pretending to be an ostrich, couldn't hold back any longer. She jumped up from the couch and shouted at her mom, who was acting out of character:
"What are you even saying, Mom? You're so old-fashioned, stop overthinking things!"
"Oh dear, old-fashioned? At my age?"
Upon hearing her daughter's words, Mrs. Miura chuckled and squinted her eyes.
"Yumiko, what did you just say? Mommy didn't catch that."
Although Mrs. Miura still wore a smile on her face, the temperature seemed to drop around her. Yumiko shivered, clearly reminded of the fear of being dominated by her mother.
Seeing Mrs. Miura's demeanor, the girl leaned slightly towards Hachiman, seeking some reassurance.
"Well, exactly! We really didn't do anything at all. It's all just your own imagination, Mom."
"Didn't do anything?" Mrs. Miura's smile widened.
"Do you really think, Yumiko, that having someone massage your stomach doesn't count as 'doing anything'?"
"I don't recall raising you to be like this."
Upon hearing this, Yumiko was momentarily speechless.
It's true, a girl's stomach is quite vulnerable.
In the animal kingdom, the abdomen is always a vulnerable spot. Take wolves, for example; they're known for their tough hides and bellies, ensuring they don't expose their weaknesses to enemies.
Of course, there are exceptions. Dogs often expose their bellies to show loyalty and submission to their owners.
But girls are different. You can hold their hands, even kiss their lips, but they won't easily let you touch their stomachs; it's an instinctive defense mechanism.
Although, it could also be because there's more flesh on their stomachs...
Watching Yumiko being defeated by just a few words, Hachiman found it somewhat amusing.
Normally so strong-willed, why is she so vulnerable when it comes to her mom?
But amusing as it was, she was still his girlfriend, so Hachiman decided to help her out.
"Mrs. Miura, you've misunderstood. Yumiko was indeed in pain due to menstrual cramps, and I know some basic medical techniques, so I helped her relieve the pain by massaging her stomach."
"As a woman yourself, Mrs. Miura, I believe you can understand that kind of pain."
Upon hearing Hachiman's explanation, Mrs. Miura nodded in understanding.
But what surprised her was that Hachiman actually knew some medical techniques.
Glancing at Yumiko, whose complexion showed no abnormalities, Mrs. Miura asked, "Yumiko, is your stomach still hurting?"
Seeing her mother finally returning to normal, Yumiko also breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head.
"It's not hurting anymore, thanks to Hachiman."
"That's good, thank you, Hachiman-kun," Mrs. Miura nodded.
In response to her gratitude, Hachiman just smiled. "It's nothing. After all, Yumiko is my girlfriend, and I don't like seeing her in pain."
Hearing this, a hint of sweetness filled Yumiko's heart, while Mrs. Miura covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Oh my, Hachiman-kun is so considerate. I envy Yumiko; who will care for me?"
Seeing her mother starting to act up again, Yumiko couldn't help but roll her eyes and retort, "Don't you have Dad? If you say that, Dad will cry."
"Well, well, your dad won't mind," Mrs. Miura dismissed lightly.
"I'll tell Dad later and see if he minds."
"Tsk, Yumiko, you've been quite talkative lately."
...
Watching the mother and daughter interact, Hachiman found it somewhat amusing.
But after a pause, he spoke up, "Yumiko's stomach ache today was because she drank something cold during her period, so it's best to make her some ginger brown sugar water."
"I see. Then I'll leave it to you, Hachiman-kun," Mrs. Miura nodded, then walked out of the kitchen.
Wait, weren't you just in the kitchen? Why ask me to do it? It's just ginger brown sugar water, not difficult to make.
But since she had already left the kitchen, Hachiman had no choice but to do it himself.
Soon, the ginger brown sugar water was ready, and Hachiman helped Yumiko fill a bowl and handed it to her.
"Here, drink this."
Yumiko nodded and took it, sipping it slowly.
At that moment, Mrs. Miura spoke up again, "Hmm... now that you mention it, I'm also around that time. Should I have some too?"
Upon hearing this, Hachiman smirked inwardly.
So basically, you're asking me to fill another bowl for you too, right? Who can't see through that?
Unable to refuse, Hachiman reluctantly went back into the kitchen to prepare another bowl for her.
"Mrs. Miura, you should have some too."
"Thank you, Hachiman-kun." Mrs. Miura took it with a smile, then spoke again, "By the way, it's been a while since I had one of Hachiman-kun's dishes. I'm starting to miss it."
Hearing this, Hachiman almost crushed the bowl in his hand.
Your sister, am I becoming the maid of your house now?
Nevertheless, since she's your future mother-in-law, I can't just flip out over this. It's just making a meal, so be it.
With that thought in mind, Hachiman sent a text to Komachi, saying he wouldn't be coming home for dinner, then turned back into the kitchen.
...
Time flew by, and dinner quickly came to an end.
Patting her slightly bulging stomach, Mrs. Miura licked her lips and remarked, "Hachiman-kun, you're really talented. You've fed both me and my daughter until we're full."
But this time, Hachiman didn't give her a chance to continue talking. He spoke up directly, "As long as you're satisfied, Mrs. Miura. It's getting late, so I'll be heading home now."
"Huh? Hachiman-kun, aren't you staying a bit longer?" Mrs. Miura insisted.
Shaking his head, Hachiman replied, "That won't be necessary. I have a younger sister at home, and I shouldn't stay out too late."
He didn't want to stick around; who knows, he might end up washing dishes if he did.
"Alright then, I won't keep you." Mrs. Miura nodded, then turned to Yumiko, "Yumiko, why don't you walk Hachiman-kun out?"
Yumiko didn't refuse. "I understand."
The two of them walked out of the living room together.
Standing at the doorway, Yumiko reminded him, "Be careful on your way home."
"Yeah, don't worry."
Hachiman smiled softly and left the house.
Watching Hachiman's departing figure, Yumiko didn't rush to leave. She waited until he disappeared from her sight before turning back into the house.
With a "thud" as the door closed, the street fell silent once more.
Only the faint moonlight and the chirping of cicadas remained.
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