บท 42: Chapter 42: Breakup…? Part 1
So, after seeing the message from my mother, i headed towards my home.
Anxiety was filling my thoughts.
"What does my mother mean by sending that message?" I asked to myself.
Luckily, i wasn't so distant from home since that playground was near it.
I kept walking faster and faster trough the crowd of the streets, until i finally arrived at my home.
I then rang the doorbell and the door opened magically after 5 seconds.
My mother opened it and she looked at me with such a worried expression.
Then, i heard Ema speaking from inside "Who's there? Is it Fumi?"
After that , i heard a metallic noise of something falling and then, i heard some steps getting closer.
"Fumi… Ema is-" my mother tried to say, but she got interrupted by my girlfriend shouting happily.
"FUMIII~" she shouted before running towards me and wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss on the cheek.
I could notice that Ema removed the bandage on her arm, and you could see the scars of her cuts.
She didn't care about hiding something like that from my mother.
Ema was snuggling into my neck, and she was dressed with normal clothes and she was also wearing an apron.
I had to return her hug, otherwise she would've suspected something.
"I'm home!" I said with a fake joyful tone and wrapping my arms around her hips.
My mother was looking at us with such a strange expression on her face.
Another strange thing that i noticed was that Takibi wasn't there to greet me.
He usually comes to hug me when i come home.
Ema then broke the hug and stared at me in a suspicious way.
"Where have you been, darling~?" She said with a mischievous tone while tilting her head to the side.
Her question caught me off guard.
I scratched the back of my head, trying to find an excuse.
"Well, i went out to buy some groceries but i couldn't find anything good for tonight…" i said, avoiding her eyes.
"Mmmm…" she said while getting close to me.
"You're lying~." She said with a playful but homicidal tone.
For the first time, i was scared for my life.
"Where have you been ~?" She asked again, while getting closer to me and sniffing my neck.
My mother was still looking at us.
"You… you have a feminine scent on you, Fumi~. who's the girl?" She asked with a murderous whisper.
I gulped.
"I just asked Fumihiro to buy some groceries at the store, nothing more."
My mother then spoke.
Ema moved her attention to her and answered in a sharp tone.
"Really?" She asked with a very cold voice.
"Yes, Ema." My mother replied with a normal tone.
Ema turned her head towards me.
"Well… i went at the same market where Kazuha works and she was there, nothing more." I had to say this.
After hearing Kazuha's name, Ema froze for some seconds and she remained silent.
Then, she spoke.
"Kazu…ha?" She whispered, while her pupils were getting much smaller.
It seemed like her beautiful purple eyes were turning into a shade of a bloody red.
I gulped.
"Oh. I get it. You were cheating on me…~" she said, while getting closer to me.
Everything was happening in front of my mother, who was speechless.
After getting one inch close to my face, Ema moved away from me , bursting into a maniacal laugh.
"Hahahaha! You're so adorable!!! Did i scare you a lot, darling~?" She said with a wide smile.
Me and my mother looked at her with a strange expression , like we wanted to say "what the…".
"Oh… come on!! I was just playing the part of the obsessive yandere girlfriend…" she added, while still smiling.
I blinked my eyes a few times before answering.
Her "act" was way too realistic.
Under her jokes, there was a glimpse of truth.
"Oh. You actually scared me…" I said while giggling.
"I know… haha~" she replied.
I then looked at my mother.
"Mother, where's Takibi?" I asked.
"Oh, he's at his best friend's house. He's gonna sleep there" my mother said.
"How strange…" I thought.
"Okay, Fumi, now let's talk about serious things: What do you want for dinner?" Ema said.
"Uhm… nothing in particular." I replied, while scratching the back of my head.
"Okay, leave it to me then." Ema said, while giving me a little kiss on the cheek and going straight into the kitchen.
I was too stunned to realize her actions.
My mother then came close to me and asked to follow her.
She then lead me into her bedroom and closed the door.
She clearly wanted to tell me something very important.
"Fumihiro, you see , Ema has been behaving strangely since she arrived here." She said.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked in curiosity.
"Well… when she came here, she didn't even say hi. She just asked where you were. After that, she started to panic and started walking around the house. She was very nervous… I don't know how to explain…" my mother said.
She was feeling very sorry for Ema, that's what i could tell from her tone of voice.
"Then, she kept asking about you and she thought you were outside with another girl… she was going crazy. She didn't even believe my words… right before you arrived, she was about to go out to search for you. I even tried to calm her down… what's going on with her?" My mother had a glimpse of sadness in her voice.
"And most of all, why does she have a lot of cuts on her arm…? You don't know how much it hurts me to see Ema like this… that's why i send Takibi to his friends' house."
I was truly shocked while my mother was telling me all of these things.
"I'll talk to her tonight." That's all i could say.
Was Ema really trying to be a better girl for me or was her jealousy driving her crazy?
I needed to have a serious talk with her.
"That's all you can do, Fumihiro." My mother then smiled bitterly at me.
She was probably thinking about any possible scenario about me and Ema.
"We should go back into the kitchen , otherwise Ema would feel suspicious." I said while opening the door.
My mother nodded in agreement and we both headed into the kitchen.
We saw Ema singing happily and cooking like nothing has happened.
"~~Ohhh! Iiiiii looooooveeee youuuu~! So-so-much!!! My happiness, my sweetheart, my love!!~~" Ema's behavior was the same of a newlywed woman who was living her first day of marriage.
If my mother hadn't told me anything, i would've been happy to see her smiling and cooking like this.
But despite that, she looked adorable.
She was truly into the cooking session.
"I'm gonna make the best dinner for the best husband of the world~" she giggled while mixing the ingredients and cutting the vegetables.
My mother patted my back and said that she was going to watch some TV.
As my mother went to watch TV, I stayed in the kitchen with Ema, watching her move around with such grace and dedication.
Despite her earlier outburst and strange behavior, I couldn't help but feel a warmth in my heart seeing her like this.
It was moments like these that made me fall in love with her all over again.
At least… these moments were everything that built our relationship.
"Ema, can we talk for a moment?" I finally mustered the courage to break the silence.
In the blink of an eye, Ema dropped all the things she was using for cooking and her body twitched.
I could see her eyes darkening for an instant.
She then turned towards me.
"Of course, darling!" she replied cheerfully, not missing a beat as she restarted cooking.
I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express my concerns without hurting her feelings.
"I noticed earlier that you seemed a bit… tense. Is everything okay?" I asked, trying to keep my tone gentle.
Ema paused for a moment again, her cheerful expression faltering slightly before she turned to face me, her eyes searching mine.
"It's nothing, Fumi. Just some silly thoughts running through my head," she replied with a forced smile.
But I could see through her facade. There was something bothering her, something she wasn't telling me.
"You know you can talk to me about anything, right?" I said softly, reaching out to gently touch her hand.
Ema's smile softened, and for a moment, I saw a hint of vulnerability in her eyes before she quickly masked it with a bright smile.
"I know, darling. But really, it's nothing to worry about. Let's just enjoy our evening together," she said, her voice cheerful but lacking its usual warmth.
I wanted to press further, to delve into whatever was troubling her, but I could see that she wasn't ready to open up just yet.
So instead, I nodded, knowing that the best moment to speak with her was after dinner.
"Alright then, let's enjoy our evening," I said, returning her smile.
Then, my mother came in again and started to help Ema with the cooking session.
They kept going until everything was ready.
My mother was trying her best to ignore Ema's behavior from before.
And for the rest of the evening, we cooked and ate dinner together, laughing and chatting as if nothing had happened.
We spoke about lots of things, like future plans and school.
The next day, i had to start going to school again, that's all i could do.
But… I remembered something important.
I was still Evangeline's tutor, so i still had to help her.
After dinner, my mother said goodnight to us and went directly into her bedroom.
Me and Ema headed into my room.
She happily grabbed my arm and wrapped it around her neck into an adorable hug.
She looked at me with puppy eyes, like she wanted to ask for cuddles.
After we entered inside my room, Ema closed the door and started undressing.
She rapidly removed almost everything, revealing her beautiful body and a sexy lingerie.
Despite the excitement of the moment, i still knew that i had to talk to her.
Ema got closer to me and looked into my eyes with a lustful look.
"So? Aren't you going to undress, my love~?" She whispered while biting her lower lip.
Ema then grabbed my hand and guided it to her chest.
"Here… here are the boobs that you love so much… they are all yours…~" she kept saying.
But still… there was something that was still not convincing me.
The atmosphere around us wasn't the same of always.
It seemed… forced.
It seemed that Ema wasn't behaving naturally.
She was doing everything in order to please me.
I then removed my hand from her chest, despite my excitement.
She noticed that and looked at me with a disappointed pout.
"Oh… I get it. You want me to take the lead now. Don't you?" She giggled.
"Ema… we need to have a serious talk." I said, while looking straight into her eyes.
Ema's eyes widened in surprise.
"W-what…? Don't you want me now? Can we talk after we do that…? I'm very… horny right now…" she said, sounding like someone who was craving for some affection.
"It's not that, Ema… the thing is-" I tried to speak, but Ema interrupted me.
"I beg you. Don't speak now. I want to have a beautiful moment with you. Please, please , please…" Ema begged to me.
She was desperate for my touch.
She probably knew what i was about to say.
She took some steps towards me and hugged me tight, placing her head on my chest.
I could feel her soft body trembling.
"Please, just wait a little longer before telling me anything. Please." She whispered, with a sobbing voice almost on the verge of tears.
I was feeling really guilty, i didn't know what to do in that moment…
I wanted to feel Ema's touch again, but at the same time , I wanted to openly speak with her.
I needed to make things clear and also say that Chiko was inoffensive.
Most of all, I wanted to ask to her about Kazuha and if she was truly changing her behavior.
I kept staying silent at Ema's words.
"Please… hug me… hold me… j-just for tonight…" Ema said.
This time, i could feel that she was crying.
I wrapped my arms around her.
"She won't manipulate me with her tears again but…"
I needed to do the right thing…
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