The bond between mother and child in the face of fate

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A Mother-Child Bond of Fate
One sweltering summer afternoon, I had just
finished our intimate encounter with my junior classmate, "Nakayama Sakura," whom I'd been dating for three months. I'd only lost my virginity three months prior. Although I lead an
ordinary university life, and my junior is by my side, I always feel a pang of loneliness.

My name is Daiyu Zao Ren, I'm nineteen years old, a sophomore in university. Besides my ordinary life, I occasionally
participate in an after-class club—the Flower and Plant Research Club, also known as the "Flower Research Club."

In the club, there's a third-year student named "Makiko," and three other students in my year.
Two are girls named "Kimura Ranko" and "Sayana," and the other is my close friend, "Taya
Kio."

I heard that Makiko-senpai is only a year older than me, but she's already a mother of a three-year-old.
Ranko Kimura and Sayana are still single; I haven't heard of them having boyfriends. Finally, there's my buddy, Yasuo Tada. He
always has a smile on his face, is very handsome, and has a carefree, outspoken personality. Although he's
had many rumored relationships with women, he never seems to lack female company. In short, he
's the handsome playboy type of friend.

Next, I'll talk about my most important family member, my mother, "Kaoruko Daiyu," who is my only family. My
mother divorced my father when I was young; I don't know the reason, but from my earliest memories, she's always been
a gentle and beautiful woman. After the divorce, she took on the responsibility of raising me, working as an
office lady in a foreign company.

Although my mother is thirty-six years old, she took excellent care of herself when she was young, with fair and soft skin
and a gentle, beautiful appearance. Therefore, compared to office ladies in their twenties, she is even more radiant and
charming .

After making love with Yingzi, I returned home as usual. I stood at the door and
opened . The living room was empty. My mother must have been working late again to earn more money. I
sat wearily on the sofa and closed my eyes…

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…uh…mmm…mmm…mmm…”

What was that sound? Just as I was resting, I heard some low moaning
sounds from the bedroom. Was it my mother in the bedroom? Was she sick? I hurried over,
opened the door, and what I saw was almost unbelievable…

In the dimly lit room, my mother was standing naked at the head of the bed. Behind her stood a
dark shadow, seemingly a rather burly man, playing with her breasts from behind.
My mother seemed to be enjoying the pleasure, her low moans rising and falling, seemingly in sync with the man's caresses.
What ?! Seeing this scene, my body trembled violently, and my mind went blank. An
almost unbelievable image had unfolded before my eyes.

My mother, whom I had always held like a goddess, a sacred and gentle figure, was now being
violated . The sacred illusion in my heart shattered. When I came to my senses, my eyes fell upon the man
embracing my mother's back, then thrusting his disgusting tongue into her mouth. Finally, I saw their mouths
intertwined At that moment, my mind went completely blank. I screamed in anger…

Ugh…! Where am I…!

Opening my eyes, I looked around and realized I was in my room. How did I get
here? Yesterday… Recalling that hazy memory, a jolt ran through me.

Mom, I remembered what I saw, but why was it a dream? Was it a dream? But
it was unbelievable; it felt so real.

Sigh… I don’t want to think about it anymore, because in my heart, my gentle and beautiful mother would never have
an affair behind my father’s back. Although, given her qualities, it’s very possible she would have suitors, her
personality would definitely lead her to reject any man’s advances. I hate myself for having
such , even in dreams. After a moment of silence, I dragged my long steps downstairs…

Once downstairs, I saw my mother sitting in the living room. She was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, her bright
and radiant face and captivating eyes intently focused on a fashion magazine. She was enjoying the beautiful
morning . She was already dressed for work: a white silk blouse with a light blue office
uniform over it, and a knee-length pencil skirt below her waist, wearing sheer stockings
and flat sandals.

“Making a baby! You got up especially early today, no need for Mom to wake you up, hehe~ Come and eat.” My mother
smiled gently when she saw me.

I walked a few steps, not sitting with my mother, but just watching her. She hadn't buttoned her top two buttons
; it was her daily habit. She said it was the most relaxing time, and naturally, she wanted to keep
things . Besides, she said I was her son, so what ulterior motive could I possibly have?

Of course, I didn't care too much, but today I felt particularly uncomfortable. For some reason, I
couldn't bear to look at the alluring silk dress, at that breathtaking paradise of breasts. When I looked down
, an even more astonishing scene unfolded before me: because my mother was wearing that knee-length pencil skirt,
besides her alluring thighs in stockings, I could vaguely see a small thong underneath her legs.
When did my mother start wearing such sexy clothes? I was utterly astonished!

Normally, I wouldn't care about these things, much less notice them. My mother was as
noble as a goddess, something I dared not even imagine in my young mind. But when I saw my mother's
beautiful legs, as white as jade, the scene from last night seemed to be deeply imprinted in my mind again. I thought about my mother's
body and lips being kissed and sucked by that man last night, her thighs must have been ravaged beyond recognition, the man seemingly touching my mother's
breasts, and finally using his most proud part to ravage her.

Thinking of this, my heart was beating very fast. I turned my face away and immediately picked up the lunchbox on the table.

"I have some club activities this morning, I won't eat breakfast."

"Ah!...Making a baby..."

After saying that, I quickly ran out of the house, away from the home that I once thought was both warm and safe, because I
didn't know if it was a dream or reality, and I was too embarrassed to think any further.

After arriving at school, and after a long day of classes, I stepped into the club. My senior, Makiko
, was still tending to the plants. I'm usually very cheerful and we often discuss things like
love and worries. Because she's outgoing and easy to get along with, I always
confide in her. But today, she noticed something strange about me and asked what was
wrong .

I hesitated for a moment, then
recounted Hearing this, she looked at my gloomy face and became serious.

"Make a baby! In your heart, your mother is a strong woman, a saintly mother.
But as a woman, I think that's because she wanted to raise you, so she couldn't be
a weak woman in front of you. But think about it, your mother is ultimately an ordinary woman who needs love."

"Your mother is only thirty-six years old; it's normal for her to need love. Besides, your mother and father have been
divorced for so long. Shouldn't you stand in your mother's shoes and think about her happiness? If
a good man pursues your mother, you should bless her."

After hearing these words, I didn't react much because I understood what my senior was
saying simply couldn't face the thought of my mother's body exposed to a strange man; this was something I couldn't accept.

After saying goodbye to my senior, I went to Sakura's house. When Sakura noticed my heavy face, she asked me
what was wrong. I couldn't answer because all I could think about was the image of my mother having sex with an artificial man. My
lust flared up, and I quickly ripped off Sakura's clothes and underwear. My warm lips were tightly sucking and licking
the nipples on Sakura's breasts, and my arms were tightly wrapped around her. In front of me, Sakura's face suddenly seemed to
transform into my mother's face. I was shocked. Our lips met, and I entered Sakura's tongue. In Sakura's inexplicable
trembling, she responded to my caresses and needs, and we gradually became one. I lifted my erect penis and thrust it
deep inside.

"Mmm...mmm...making a baby...you're so strange today...mmm...mmm...but...I'm so
happy...mmm...harder...harder...love me...I love you...deeper...inside...uh...ah
...I'm there...making a baby...together...ah...!!"

After making love with Sakura, I faced the ceiling, and the physical exhaustion and emotional pain seemed to have been
released. Sakura gently kissed me, and I responded with her lips. After a moment of reluctance, I
left went home.

When I got home, I opened the door. The living room table was full of delicious dishes, and my mother was sitting in a chair
waiting for me. She must have been waiting for a long time; it was already seven o'clock. My mother was waiting for me at home.
Looking at her loving face and caring attitude, my evil thoughts faded away, and I
firmly believed that I was dreaming, and that dream was just a test of my conscience. I silently thought to myself.

"Let's have a baby! Mom made your favorite fried pork cutlet today, along with vegetables and soup. You have to eat a lot."

"Yeah, Mom's cooking is my favorite. And it seems like it's been a long time since we've eaten together
."

Kaoru smiled and said, "You know, I wonder who got a girlfriend and is coming home so late."

I retorted a little, "It's all Mom's fault. She works overtime every day until this late, so sometimes I
can only ."

After the mother and son complained and joked with each other, they had almost finished eating. The mother picked up her bowl and chopsticks and went into the kitchen. I
looked at the clothes on her. They were the office clothes and tight skirt she wore to work that morning. I realized that
the mother had been waiting for me and had forgotten to change out of her clothes. I felt like I had never grown up.
I looked at my mother's slender back with shame. I stood up and wanted to walk behind my mother, press my face against her back,
gently hug her waist, and apologize to her.

"Mom... if I had a girlfriend, would you mind..." These words slipped out suddenly, and I didn't have time to
take them back. Why did I blurt them out so unintentionally?

My mother looked at me quietly, without saying a word. I felt as if I was being reproached by her gaze, but
then she suddenly came over, placed her right hand on my shoulder, and smiled.

"Silly child, of course a mother would care about her son's girlfriend. Why would I ask
such things?"

These words came so naturally from my mother's mouth, and her answer was perfectly reasonable
. But I felt a deep sense of loss. Perhaps it was because I secretly wanted to make my mother jealous, or...?

Then, I felt the warmth of my mother's hands on my cheek. She placed my hands on her slender waist, and
instantly , I felt an indescribable sensation—warm, yet impossible to grasp.

I gently asked, "Mom...do you...have a boyfriend now?"

My mother looked at me, her face blank, a little stunned. She was clearly thinking about what I had just said
. After a while, she stood on tiptoe, touched my head (I was taller than her), and said, "
Mom is so old, who would want to pursue me? Besides, Mom is already tired from taking care of you alone, where
would I have time to have a boyfriend? You! Do you want to be Mom's boyfriend?"

Hearing this, I suddenly felt relieved, and the shadow in my heart instantly disappeared. Of course, knowing my mother's
personality, if she had a boyfriend, she would definitely let me know. Why would she hide it from me? I
thought , and after going into my room, I happily fell asleep. It was indeed just a dream.

The next morning, I went to class happily, and when class ended, I went to the club. Today was a little different;
besides my senior, Kimura Ranko and Sayana were also there. Everyone was there except for my philandering friend.
I sat and chatted happily with the three girls, and the topic suddenly shifted to my mother.
When the conversation turned to lovers, and whether my mother had a boyfriend, my senior seemed to be joking, but her words
immediately made me feel like I was sinking to the bottom.

"Actually, your mother is probably telling you this from a mother's perspective, rather than
considering you as a man. Because in a woman's life, it's necessary to hide some secrets, so even if she has
a sexual partner, she won't easily let others know. In short, a woman's natural environment sometimes requires her to wear many
masks."

Hearing these words, the peace I had finally managed to find surged within me like a turbulent sea, my heart
sinking . I didn't want to say anything more, so I left the club earlier than usual, eager
to return to my warm home.

Arriving at the door, I tried to sound cheerful, imagining a table full of food and my mother's gentle
face. But when I opened the door, it was the same as before: the living room was empty except for myself. I
checked the time; it was already six o'clock. My mother must still be working hard, worrying about me.

As time passed, I rubbed my eyes in a daze. It was already nine o'clock at night, and my mother still hadn't
returned . I had fallen asleep at the table while waiting for her.

Looking at the time, I felt hungry. I decided to go to the nearby convenience store to buy a bento box. I strolled
along the deserted road, crossed a pedestrian bridge, and went into the convenience store. I grabbed a bento box and
walked back to the road near the bridge.

"Ugh...ugh...hmm...ugh...hmm...glug...hmm...hmm...hiss...hmm...
ugh...ugh..."

I heard strange sounds coming from near the overpass, seemingly a woman's moans and cries of pain. Curious, I followed the
sound and finally, in the dim light of the overpass, I saw a scene that utterly shocked me.

A woman in office lady attire was squatting down, performing oral sex on a man about my age. And that
woman ...Oh my god! ...It's Kaoru...my mother...

I watched this cruel scene flash before my eyes. From the side, I could see that the man's penis was extremely erect.
I could only see the man's back and couldn't make out who he was. My mother was gently stroking his
penis, sometimes putting it in her mouth and licking it lightly. Suddenly, the man's penis turned bright red, like
a red monster bursting out of his body. My mother didn't seem to mind, taking that disgusting red monster deep into her
mouth .

"Auntie...I...I'm almost out..."

"Mmm...Ugh...Glug...Ugh...Shoot it all out, shoot it into my mouth...Ugh...
Mmm...Ugh..."

After a flood, thick semen overflowed from the mother's mouth, and the mother's eyes were looking at
the still erect penis and stroking it.

"Wow...you just came...I didn't expect your penis to still be so vigorous...come on
...Auntie will help you one more time..."

Watching my mother's face kiss my penis, the goddess-like image imprinted in my heart now resembled that of
a woman with unsatisfied desire. The gentle face I once had was now unrecognizable. I cowered
in , the pain in my heart beyond words. In this nightmarish moment, another
heartbreaking scene appeared: my mother exposed her full breasts, deeply enveloping the man's penis.
Her hands slowly tightened around his penis, and the sounds of lewd moans filled the air,
almost deafening me. My mother rubbed him tightly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and the man seemed to be in heaven, moaning
.

"Oh...ah...Auntie...so...so comfortable...I'm about to come again...oh...
ah..."

My mother gently sucked and licked his penis while squeezing it with her breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...child...your...penis...is so big...mmm...Auntie...is
also very happy...to ejaculate...on...Auntie's face...mmm...mmm..."

A little semen flowed out again, trickling down the mother's face. After
cleaning stood up to put her clothes back on, but the man grabbed her. Seeing this,
I felt a surge of anger, a desire to kill the unknown man before me.

The man hugged the mother tightly, pressing his face against her breasts like a child, while the mother stroked his head.
Suddenly, the man demanded to be able to touch his mother; he only wanted the caresses a mother would give.
The mother, unsure how to respond, could only slowly move her hand down to her lower body, stroking her thighs.
After a while, he lifted her blue skirt and pressed his head against her private parts,
greedily sucking through her sheer stockings and panties.

Seeing this, I wanted to rush out. I thought to myself, if I just rushed out like this,
and my mother knew I'd been watching him the whole time, she'd never be able to hold her head up again. Thinking of
this, my angry steps faltered. All I could think about was that my mother would definitely reject him, she would reject him.

"Mmm, suck~ lick~ suck~~ Hehe! Auntie, your lower part is wet, suck~ lick~~~"

"...Ah...no...there...no...mmm...mmm...Auntie's...
lower part...can't...get...mmm...mmm...ah!!!"

Seeing my dejected state, I ran, my eyes burning with anger, straight back to my
familiar home. The lunchbox in my hand was gone, and the only sound on the deserted road was my angry
shouts.

By the overpass.

“Mmm…mmm…no…Auntie…down there…no…mmm…mmm…no…
no…can…mmm…no…ah!!!”

“Suck~lick~tongue around up and down~mmm~ah~suck~lick~Auntie, you smell so good
, I want to just insert it, is that okay?”

“No…!!”

In a panic, Kaoruko pushed the man away, a slight blush appearing on her face.

“Auntie, why not…I like it…I can marry you…I want to love you…
don’t you believe me?”

The man's eyes, brimming with lust and a hint of emotion, stared intently at Kaoru, his gaze
fixed . "

Auntie... I can only go this far with you... because... you're a classmate of Zaoru... Auntie just
wants to care for you like a mother... You can only enjoy motherly love... it can't continue... This
is the limit for me... so Auntie can't grant your request..."

The man's eyes gleamed with resentment. He knew his request was incredibly rude, but Kaoru's persuasion
made him understand. After Kaoru gently kissed his cheek, she put her
clothes and left without looking back.

Although Kaoru was restrained at that moment, Zaoru didn't witness this scene, causing
irreparable harm later on.

When she got home, Xunmiko noticed that Zaoren wasn't in the living room or downstairs. Looking at the time on the wall, it was
already ten o'clock. She went upstairs to Zaoren's room. Xunmiko opened the door and saw
Zaoren sleeping on his side, facing the wall. He was already asleep. Xunmiko approached his bedside and draped a blanket over
him.

Actually, Zaoren hadn't fallen asleep. The moment he heard Xunmiko open the door and enter, his anger was overwhelming
. How could he possibly sleep peacefully? Only after Xunmiko closed the door and left did Zaoren finally fall asleep with very
mixed feelings.

The next morning.

Xunmiko finished cooking breakfast and had just taken off her apron when she arrived at her son's room on the second floor.

"Zaoren,"

Xunmiko called gently several times. Seeing that her son didn't respond, she hesitated for a moment outside the door before finally deciding to
open it and go into the bedroom to wake him.

As soon as she stepped into her son's bedroom, Kaoruko realized it was empty. She thought, "Zaoren
never leaves this early, he hasn't even had breakfast yet…?"

Kaoruko then went to the cupboard on the first floor and saw her son's lunchbox, still intact in
its place. A sense of unease crept into her mind. What was wrong with Zaoruko? Could it be that she had come home
too late and made him angry…? Zaoruko usually didn't argue with her about these things.

Reaching the living room, watching the doorway where her son had left, Kaoruko felt a deep sense of helplessness.

At school, Zaoruko hadn't paid attention in class all day. He was preoccupied with Kaoruko, so
he didn't listen to a word the teacher said. His eyes often gazed out the window, unfocused and listless,
giving off implies a state of listlessness, apathy, and a lack of energy or spirit) and utterly dejected vibe.

The female teacher noticed this, but couldn't bear to scold him, so she just told him to go outside and wash his face .
The other students didn't pay much attention, but it didn't escape the notice of his only best friend,
Takayuki.

After class, Zai Ren disappeared in the blink of an eye. Takayuki searched everywhere but couldn't find him. Finally, he thought of
the only place Zai Ren might have gone; he knew Zai Ren always went to the school's
rooftop .

"Zao Ren! You really are here." Takayuki's handsome face wore a smile. He wanted to ask
Zai Ren what was on his mind, but he saw Zai Ren leaning on the railing, looking up at the sky with a lazy
, thoughtful expression.

Seeing his strange expression, Takayuki immediately felt that something must have happened to Zai Ren. Otherwise, with
his usually easygoing personality, what could possibly be troubling him? If there was anything, it
could only be his mother, Daiyu Kaoruko, who was causing him such distress.

"Zao Ren, you're acting strange today. You're always distracted in class. Others might not notice, but
don't think you can fool me, Uncle Ji. If you have any worries, tell me."

Zao Ren glanced at Ji Fu and smiled faintly, "I'm fine." Zao Ren turned back to look at the sky.

A gentle breeze blew across the rooftop, as if his own emotions could drift away with the wind
. It wasn't that Zao Ren didn't want to talk to Ji Fu, but his thoughts were complicated, and explaining these things
would be pointless. He couldn't possibly tell his friends about his mother's lewd behavior.

Looking down at the students below, so small as ants, happily moving about the campus, sitting or
standing, noisy or playing, carefree, from the rooftop, everyone seemed so insignificant, so
worthless.

"Ding-dong!!"

The bell rang, but Zao Ren remained silent, gazing at the sky.

Ji Fu said, "Zao Ren! The bell rang for class, let's go back."

Looking at Zao Ren's somber face, and knowing he didn't want to explain anything, Ji Fu knew that given Zao Ren's personality,
now wasn't the time to ask questions.

"Sigh!" Watching Zao Ren's departing figure, Ji Fu shrugged helplessly and followed him
downstairs .

After several afternoon classes, Zao Ren remained sullen. As soon as the four o'clock bell rang, Zao Ren picked up his backpack, slung it over
his shoulder, and listlessly walked towards the school gate, seemingly without feeling. Many classmates greeted him on
the way , but he ignored them. He passed by clubs but didn't go in. After leaving the school, he
didn't go to his girlfriend Yingzi's school; this was the first time he had gone straight home.

"Click!"

Entering his home, Zao Ren took off his shoes and went straight to his room. He lay lazily on the bed, thinking about
many things, recalling another side of his mother. Suddenly, he felt a jolt, realizing something strange. Zao

Ren thought to himself, "Wait a minute! How did I get into the house? Nobody's home, so the door is
usually locked. It just opened with a turn... Could it be Mom coming home?"

Thinking this, Zao Ren quietly went to the shoe cabinet by the door. There, he noticed
the high-heeled . They were silver, pointed-toe
boots, the kind that usually covered the heels and ankles of women who went to work.

Zao Ren picked up the boots from the cabinet and touched the leather. The shoes were still warm
. His mother was a sales manager and usually finished work at 3 PM. She wasn't working overtime today! For some
reason, Zao Ren suddenly felt happy.

Knowing his mother wasn't working overtime, Zao Ren happily went from the living room to Xun Meizi's bedroom door. After knocking a few times without
response, he opened the door and went in. Just as he was about to look for Xun Meizi in the bedroom, he
saw the bathroom light was on and heard the sound of her showering.

"There's a sound in the bathroom? Is Mother taking a shower?" Hearing Kaoruko's showering sounds, Zaoren, fearing
she would discover him, quickly hid in a dark corner of the bedroom, crouching beside a wardrobe as tall as himself. He let out a long
sigh before his gaze fell upon Kaoruko in the bathroom.

Although the shower door blocked his view, allowing only a glimpse of her silhouette as she showered
, the light and shadow in the bathroom light still clearly revealed her slender figure.
The allure of that silhouette, combined with the rhythm of her showering, made Zaoren's heart race.

Zaoren suddenly remembered yesterday in the living room, his mother enjoying the beautiful morning air, opening her top...
Two V-neck buttons, allowing for some ventilation. When the buttons were open, two
breasts, almost bursting out, could be vaguely seen from under the silk dress. The fair, pinkish skin was, frankly, heaven in every man's dreams. Zao Ren
thought that even his girlfriend, Yingzi, didn't have such beautiful breasts.

Unconsciously, Zao Ren was lost in his fantasy world, comparing Yingzi's breasts to Xun Meizi's. But
after only a moment, his face turned from red to white. He tapped his head, shaking off his wandering
thoughts.

Zao Ren thought to himself, "She's my own mother... What am I thinking..."

"Click-click!" At that moment, Xun Meizi had finished showering. She opened the bathroom door with one hand, the other hand
wrapped the outside of a towel, letting the towel cover her voluptuous figure. Zao Ren had been worried about seeing his mother's naked
body, struggling internally, but when he saw Xun Meizi wrapped in a towel, he felt a weight
lifted .

A moment later, Xunmiko approached the wardrobe. She opened the right-hand wardrobe and carefully selected a
sexy red sleeveless dress. Xunmiko's actions caused Zaoren, hiding in a dark corner, to lower his body even further
. Zaoren dared not even breathe, fearing that if his mother discovered he was spying on her,
how would his virtuous mother face him afterward?

Fortunately, after selecting the dress, Xunmiko didn't notice anyone else in the bedroom. A moment later, she opened
the left-hand wardrobe and selected a sexy red slit dress from the row of skirts to match the dress.

Then, Xunmiko turned around, suddenly unfolded a bath towel, and removed it, revealing her fair, tender
back. This sight was like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, a scene that filled one with endless fantasies.

That alluring hip and beautiful figure made Zao Ren, hiding in the corner of the closet, gasp for breath every second. Although
Zao Ren knew that Xun Meizi was his mother, he still felt a strange flutter in his heart. He forced himself
to suppress the urge to rush out and force himself on Xun Meizi.

Xun Meizi was completely unaware. She sat on the edge of the bed with a faint smile on her face. Xun Meizi's side was right in
front of Zao Ren, so he could see her every move clearly.

Xun Meizi first crossed her right leg, then her left. She put on a sexy lace panty. The panty
was light purple with heart shapes in the middle. The hearts were transparent, and at a glance, one could see the entire pubic
hair. It seemed to be a product of the times.

Zao Ren felt incredulous when he saw this. In his memory, his mother was very
ordinary , like a saintly woman. He thought it was impossible for his mother to dress like this.

After changing her underwear, Xunmiko got up and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled at herself, feeling quite
satisfied , and then sat on the edge of the bed to put on her stockings.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xunmiko first circled the stockings around her feet, then slowly pulled them up. The stockings
were pulled up to her thighs, slowly forming a beautiful line. As Xunmiko stood up, Zaoren
couldn't help but swallow.

Zaoren had never known that his mother was such a sexy woman. He looked at his mother
's straight, white, beautiful legs, the stockings wrapping from her toes to her hips, finally covering her entire
lower body. It was as if her lower body had been coated with a layer of powder, smooth and translucent, arousing
a desire to die beneath a peony, a desire to get closer and admire her at her feet.

Before Zaoren could even react, Kaoru had already donned her red, high-slit pencil skirt.
She twirled a few times in front of the mirror, then bent down slightly to smooth the crisscrossing lines on the sides of her skirt.
With each step, the high slit revealed the beautiful lace trim on her thighs. After a few more steps
, the crisscrossing lines disappeared, returning to the normal skirt hem. The alluring sight
filled her with satisfaction.

But then Zaoren noticed Kaoru's swaying breasts as she bent down. Upon closer inspection
, he saw the nipples slowly becoming more prominent, almost drool-worthy, like a flower
suddenly unfurling, revealing its radiant bud, then shyly nodding.

Upon entering the living room, Kaoruko left a note on the dining table. She wrote a few words, then sat
on the porch, slipped on her riding boots, and after a few stomps to make them comfortable,
left .

Zaoren, who had witnessed this from behind, quickly went to the table and picked up the note.

The note read: "Zaoren, Mom left you 10,000 yen on the table. Mom is working overtime today and will be home very late
. Remember to eat dinner and don't go hungry. Love, Mom—"

Reading the note, Zaoren felt a surge of resentment. So this was how his mother worked overtime
! This was how she lied to him!

Enraged, Zaoren picked up the banknote Kaoruko had left him from the table, gripped it tightly, and then went
outside .

Not long after Zao Ren left, a man emerged from the corner. The man was handsome and refined
, and although he was somewhat dissolute, he secretly cared deeply about Zao Ren. This man was none other than
Zao Ren's friend from the same club—Taya Kio.

After leaving home, Zao Ren still clutched the ten thousand yen bill tightly in his hand, his anger uncontrollable. He
couldn't believe it was true. He followed his mother down several streets, monitoring her every move.

Kaoru wore a sleeveless, bright red dress with a low neckline, exuding an elegant Western charm
. The high-slit, narrow skirt revealed her long, stockinged legs with every step, and paired with high-heeled riding boots
, she possessed an overall fashionable woman's air.

Following closely behind, Zao Ren noticed that his mother was carrying a yellow kraft paper bag, which looked
like she was dressed for a banquet. Seeing his mother so elaborately dressed, Zao Ren felt a pang of guilt
. He wondered about her whereabouts—was she planning to attend an invitation from another man…

Zao Ren couldn't imagine it any longer. He followed Xun Meizi all the way to the market, and finally arrived at
the most bustling metropolitan area, surrounded by skyscrapers.

Walking through the vibrant metropolis, Xun Meizi's sudden appearance attracted the attention of many people. On the sidewalk
, a middle-aged owner selling grilled takoyaki was so stunned by Xun Meizi that he burned his takoyaki. He was
scolded by customers, but in a fit of anger, he packed up his stall. The owner was even thankful to have caught a few more glimpses of Xun Meizi's beauty.

Seeing her beauty , one man exclaimed with delight that he would come early every day to set up his stall. Another young office worker, upon seeing Xunmei's striking appearance,
dropped his briefcase along the way, forgetting to retrieve it. He ended up walking all the way home and was taken to the police station.

Some lecherous men, wanting to admire Xunmei's high-slit skirt, followed her
at a distance with lustful eyes. These passersby looked out for each other, but were eventually
discovered , causing chaos and ending with everyone being arrested – a truly unfortunate outcome, with the beauty uninterested but the men intent
.

Although Xunmei attracted many admirers along the way, Zaoren felt increasingly uneasy and suspicious. He knew his
mother wasn't dressed for work, but for a date. At this moment, even
a casual touch of her hair stirred up his anxiety.

After following her for a while, they reached an intersection where Kaoru finally stopped. She stood in the red-light district
, at a bus stop, her hands tucked under her skirt, her face
displaying a blissful, expectant expression. Zaoren saw it clearly; he couldn't believe it, and his heart
ached.

Zaoren clenched his fists, thinking bitterly, what kind of man could so deeply
infatuate ?

To avoid Kaoru noticing, Zaoren could only hide behind a tree on the sidewalk a little further away. Just as Kaoru
was waiting , a luxurious black limousine slowly approached the road, finally stopping right in
front of her.

Shortly after, a very handsome man stepped out of the car. He appeared young, with
fair skin, and was impeccably polite, wearing a dark black suit and tie, and brown leather shoes. He had the air
of gentleman, seemingly the son of a wealthy businessman. When he saw Kaoru, he smiled and politely
opened the car door for her. After she got in, he went around to the other side and opened the door for himself
before getting in.

Anyone witnessing this scene would know it was something only a couple would do. Zaoru was stunned;
time seemed to stand still in his mind.

"So…so everything is just as Makiko-senpai said…Mom has a lover…a
boyfriend…it's all true…"

Zaoru screamed inwardly, slamming his hands heavily against a tree.
The tree seemingly taking pity on him, rustled a few leaves. His hands were red and swollen, with a little blood seeping out. Passersby,
puzzled, quickly moved away.

As the black sedan drove away, Zao Ren couldn't shake his feelings for Kaoru.

'If Mother is happy, what about me? Is this all I'm truly happy about?'

A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Zao Ren's eyes as he remembered the brown paper bag in Kaoru's hand
.

Zao Ren quickly flagged down a car, opened the front door, and got in. He immediately said, "Uncle! Please follow
that black sedan! Please! Hurry up!"

"Follow? Oh, okay, okay! Young man, you'd better hurry, I, Old Fang, am very good at following cars
! Ha! Go!" The driver, puzzled but rarely seeing a young man appreciate his driving skills,
put his driver's cap on his head and sped off.

The two cars drove through several city streets, now quite a distance apart. The intersections were bustling with activity, high-rise buildings
, and crowds of people in the commercial city. These sights only made Zao Ren more agitated. He wondered,
where was that man taking his mother?

As the sun gradually set, the black sedan finally arrived at a suburb far from the city. Not far ahead
, a towering building surrounded by large trees stood on the side of the road. The building's exterior was magnificent, and the entrance to the interior was
illuminated by deep, dark garden lights.

After the black sedan stopped at the entrance, the young driver got out, opened the front door for Xunmiko,
and handed the car to the shop's receptionist. Then, the young driver led Xunmiko into the building
.

"Uncle! Thank you!"

"Hey! Young man! You gave me too much money! I need your change!" Zao Ren
pulled out ten thousand yen from his pocket, and before the driver could even ask for change, he had already gotten out of the car and headed towards the building.

Zao Ren then arrived at the brightly lit building, which appeared to be dozens of stories high, its lights
dazzling and multicolored . The many lights made his eyes a little dizzy, but Zao Ren still managed to look up, trying to make out the
building's name.

Zao Ren looked up at the building in front of him, the red lettering reading "—Binness—Hotel."

It was a sweltering summer afternoon. He and his junior, "Nakayama Sakurako," whom he had been dating for three months,
had finally consummated their relationship. He had only lost his virginity three months prior. Although he led
an ordinary university life, and his junior was by his side, he always felt a pang of loneliness.

His name was Daiyu Zao Ren, nineteen years old, a sophomore in university. Besides his ordinary life, he occasionally
participated in an after-school club, the Flower and Plant Research Club, also known as the "Flower Research Club."

In the club was a third-year student named "Makiko," and three other students in his year.
Two were girls named "Kimura Ranko" and "Sayana," and the other was his close friend, "Tani
Kyoko."

I heard that Makiko-senpai is only a year older than me, but she's already a mother of a three-year-old.
Ranko Kimura and Sayana are still single; I haven't heard of them having boyfriends. Finally, there's my buddy, Yakio Tada. He
always has a smile on his face, is very handsome, and has a carefree, outspoken personality. Although he's
had many rumored relationships with women, he never seems to lack female company. In short, he
's the handsome playboy type of friend.

Next, I'll talk about my most important family member, my mother, "Kaoruko Daiyu," who is my only family.
My mother divorced my father when I was young; I don't know the reason, but from my earliest memories, she's always been
a gentle and beautiful woman. After the divorce, she took on the responsibility of raising me, working as an
office lady in a foreign company.

Although my mother is thirty-six years old, she took excellent care of herself when she was young, with fair and soft skin
and a gentle, beautiful appearance. Therefore, compared to office ladies in their twenties, she is even more radiant and charming.

After making love with Sakura, I returned home as usual. I stood at the door and
opened it . The living room was empty. My mother must have been working late again to earn more money. I sat wearily
on the sofa and closed my eyes…

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm…uh…mmm…mmm…mmm…”

What was that sound? Just as I was resting, I heard some low moaning
sounds coming from the bedroom. Was it my mother in the bedroom? Was she sick? I hurried over,
opened the door, and what I saw was almost unbelievable… In the

dimly lit room, my mother was standing naked at the head of the bed. Behind her stood a
dark shadow, seemingly a rather burly man, playing with her breasts from behind.
My mother seemed to be enjoying the pleasure, her low moans rising and falling, seemingly in sync with the man's caresses.
What ?! Seeing this scene, my body trembled violently, and my mind went blank. An
almost unbelievable image had unfolded before my eyes.

My mother, whom I had always held like a goddess, a sacred and gentle figure, was now being
violated . The sacred illusion in my heart shattered. When I came to my senses, my eyes fell upon the man
embracing my mother's back, then thrusting his disgusting tongue into her mouth. Finally, I saw their mouths
intertwined At that moment, my mind went completely blank. I screamed in anger…

Ugh…! Where am I…!

Opening my eyes, I looked around and realized I was in my room. How did I get
here? Yesterday… Recalling that hazy memory, a jolt ran through me.

Mom, I remembered what I saw, but why was it a dream? Was it a dream? But
it was unbelievable; it felt so real.

Sigh… I don’t want to think about it anymore, because in my heart, my gentle and beautiful mother would never have
an affair behind my father’s back. Although, given her qualities, it’s very possible she would have suitors, her
personality would definitely lead her to reject any man’s advances. I hate myself for having
such , even in dreams. After a moment of silence, I dragged my long steps downstairs…

Once downstairs, I saw my mother sitting in the living room. She was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, her bright
and radiant face and captivating eyes intently focused on a fashion magazine. She was enjoying the beautiful
morning . She was already dressed for work: a white silk blouse with a light blue office
uniform over it, and a knee-length pencil skirt below her waist, wearing sheer stockings
and flat sandals.

“Making a baby! You got up especially early today, no need for Mom to wake you up, hehe~ Come and eat.” My mother
smiled gently when she saw me.

I walked a few steps, not sitting with my mother, but just watching her. She hadn't buttoned her top two buttons
; it was her daily habit. She said it was the most relaxing time, and naturally, she wanted to keep
things . Besides, she said I was her son, so what ulterior motive could I possibly have?

Of course, I didn't care too much, but today I felt particularly uncomfortable. For some reason, I
couldn't bear to look at the alluring silk dress, at that breathtaking paradise of breasts. When I looked down
, an even more astonishing scene unfolded before me: because my mother was wearing that knee-length pencil skirt,
besides her alluring thighs in stockings, I could vaguely see a small thong underneath her legs.
When did my mother start wearing such sexy clothes? I was utterly astonished!

Normally, I wouldn't care about these things, much less notice them. My mother was as
noble as a goddess, something I dared not even imagine in my young mind. But when I saw my mother's
beautiful legs, as white as jade, the scene from last night seemed to be deeply imprinted in my mind again. I thought about my mother's
body and lips being kissed and sucked by that man last night, her thighs must have been ravaged beyond recognition, the man seemingly touching my mother's
breasts, and finally using his most proud part to ravage her.

Thinking of this, my heart was beating very fast. I turned my face away and immediately picked up the lunchbox on the table.

"I have some club activities this morning, I won't eat breakfast."

"Ah!...Making a baby..."

After saying that, I quickly ran out of the house, away from the home that I once thought was both warm and safe, because I
didn't know if it was a dream or reality, and I was too embarrassed to think any further.

After arriving at school, and after a long day of classes, I stepped into the club. My senior, Makiko
, was still tending to the plants. I'm usually very cheerful and we often discuss things like
love and worries. Because she's outgoing and easy to get along with, I always
confide in her. But today, she noticed something strange about me and asked what was
wrong .

I hesitated for a moment, then
recounted Hearing this, she looked at my gloomy face and became serious.

"Make a baby! In your heart, your mother is a strong woman, a saintly mother.
But as a woman, I think that's because she wanted to raise you, so she couldn't be
a weak woman in front of you. But think about it, your mother is ultimately an ordinary woman who needs love."

"Your mother is only thirty-six years old; it's normal for her to need love. Besides, your mother and father have been
divorced for so long. Shouldn't you stand in your mother's shoes and think about her happiness? If
a good man pursues your mother, you should bless her."

After hearing these words, I didn't react much because I understood what my senior was
saying simply couldn't face the thought of my mother's body exposed to a strange man; this was something I couldn't accept.

After saying goodbye to my senior, I went to Sakura's house. When Sakura noticed my somber face, she asked
what was wrong. I couldn't answer, because my mind was filled with images of my mother having sex with an artificial partner. My
lust surged, and I quickly ripped off Sakura's clothes and underwear. My warm lips pressed tightly
against the nipples of her breasts, and my arms encircled her tightly. Before me, Sakura's face suddenly looked like...
The image of my mother's face flashed through my mind, and our lips met. I sank into Sakura's tongue,
and amidst her inexplicable fluttering, responding to my caresses and desires, we gradually merged. I lifted my erect penis and thrust
it deep inside.

"Mmm...mmm...making a baby...you're so strange today...mmm...mmm...but...I'm so
happy...mmm...harder...harder...love me...I love you...deeper...inside...uh...ah...
I'm there...making a baby...together...ah...!!"

After making love with Sakura, I faced the ceiling, and the physical exhaustion and emotional pain seemed to find
release. Sakura gently kissed me, and I returned her lips. After a moment of reluctance, I
left returned home.

When I got home, I opened the door. The living room table was laden with a sumptuous meal, and my mother was sitting in a chair
waiting for me. She must have been waiting for a long time; it was already seven o'clock. My mother was waiting for me at home.
Looking at her loving face and caring attitude, my evil thoughts faded away, and I
became convinced that I was dreaming, and that dream was just a test of my conscience. I silently thought to myself this.

"Let's have a baby! Mom made your favorite fried pork cutlet today, along with vegetables and soup. You have to eat a lot."

"Yeah, Mom's cooking is my favorite. And it seems like it's been a long time since we've eaten together
."

Kaoru smiled and said, "You know, I wonder who got a girlfriend and is coming home so late."

I retorted a little, "It's all Mom's fault. She works overtime every day until this late, so sometimes I
can only ."

After the mother and son complained and joked with each other, they had almost finished eating. The mother picked up her bowl and chopsticks and went into the kitchen. I
looked at the clothes on her. They were the office clothes and tight skirt she wore to work that morning. I realized that
the mother had been waiting for me and had forgotten to change out of her clothes. I felt like I had never grown up.
I looked at my mother's slender back with shame. I stood up and wanted to walk behind my mother, press my face against her back,
gently hug her waist, and apologize to her.

"Mom... if I had a girlfriend, would you mind..." These words slipped out suddenly, and I didn't have time to
take them back. Why did I blurt them out so unintentionally?

My mother looked at me quietly, without saying a word. I felt as if I was being reproached by her gaze, but
then she suddenly came over, placed her right hand on my shoulder, and smiled.

"Silly child, of course a mother would care about her son's girlfriend. Why would I ask
such things?"

These words came so naturally from my mother's mouth, and her answer was perfectly reasonable
. But I felt a deep sense of loss. Perhaps it was because I secretly wanted to make my mother jealous, or...?

Then, I felt the warmth of my mother's hands on my cheek. She placed my hands on her slender waist, and
instantly , I felt an indescribable sensation—warm, yet impossible to grasp.

I gently asked, "Mom...do you...have a boyfriend now?"

My mother looked at me, her face blank, a little stunned. She was clearly thinking about what I had just said
. After a while, she stood on tiptoe, touched my head (I was taller than her), and said, "
Mom is so old, who would want to pursue me? Besides, Mom is already tired from taking care of you alone, where
would I have time to have a boyfriend? You! Do you want to be Mom's boyfriend?"

Hearing this, I suddenly felt relieved, and the shadow in my heart instantly disappeared. Of course, knowing my mother's
personality, if she had a boyfriend, she would definitely let me know. Why would she hide it from me? I
thought , and after going into my room, I happily fell asleep. It was indeed just a dream.

The next morning, I went to class happily, and when class ended, I went to the club. Today was different;
besides my senior, Kimura Ranko and Sayana were also there. Everyone was there except for my philandering friend.
I sat and chatted happily with the three girls, and the topic suddenly shifted to my mother.
When the conversation turned to lovers, and whether my mother had a boyfriend, my senior seemed to be half-joking, but her words
instantly made me feel like I was sinking to the bottom.

"Actually, your mother might be telling you from a mother's perspective, not
considering you as a man. Because, in a woman's life, it's necessary to hide some secrets, so even if she has
a sexual partner, she won't easily let others know. In short, a woman's natural environment sometimes requires her to wear many
masks."

Hearing these words, the peace I had finally managed to maintain suddenly surged like a turbulent sea
. My heart sank, and without wanting to say anything more, I left the club earlier than usual, wanting to quickly
return to my warm home.

Arriving at my doorstep, I still mustered a cheerful mood to go inside, imagining a table full of food and my mother's gentle
face. But when I opened the door, it was the same as before: the living room was empty except for myself. I
checked the time; it was already six o'clock. My mother must still be working overtime for me again.

As time passed, I rubbed my eyes absently. It was already nine o'clock at night, and my mother still hadn't
returned . I had fallen asleep at the table while waiting for her.

Looking at the time, I felt hungry. I decided to go to the nearby convenience store to buy a bento box. I strolled
along the deserted road, crossed an overpass, and went into the convenience store. I grabbed a bento box and
walked back to the road near the overpass.

"Ugh... ugh... um... ugh... gurgle... um... um... hiss... um...
ugh... ugh..."

I heard strange sounds coming from near the overpass, seemingly a woman's low moans and cries of pain. Curious, I followed
the sound and finally, in the dim light of the overpass, I saw a scene that left me utterly bewildered.

A woman dressed in office lady attire was squatting down, giving oral sex to a man about my age. And that
woman … Oh my god! …It was Kaoruko… My mother…

I watched this cruel scene flash before my eyes. From the side,
I could see that the man's penis was extremely erect. I could only see the man's back and couldn't make out who he was. My mother was gently stroking his
penis, sometimes putting it in her mouth and licking it lightly. Suddenly, the man's penis turned red, like
a red monster bursting out of his body. My mother didn't mind and took that disgusting red monster deep into her
mouth .

"Auntie...I...I'm almost out..."

"Mmm...Ugh...Glug...Ugh...Shoot it all out, shoot it into my mouth...Ugh...
Mmm...Ugh..."

After a flood, thick semen overflowed from the mother's mouth, and the mother's eyes were looking at
the still erect penis and stroking it.

"Wow...you just came...I didn't expect your penis to still be so vigorous...come on
...Auntie will help you one more time..."

Watching my mother's face kiss my penis, the goddess-like image imprinted in my heart now resembled that of
a woman with unsatisfied desire. The gentle face I once had was now unrecognizable. I cowered
in , the pain in my heart beyond words. In this nightmarish moment, another
heartbreaking scene appeared: my mother exposed her full breasts, deeply enveloping the man's penis.
Her hands slowly tightened around his penis, and the sounds of lewd moans filled the air,
almost deafening me. My mother rubbed him tightly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and the man seemed to be in heaven, moaning
.

"Oh...ah...Auntie...so...so comfortable...I'm about to come again...oh...
ah..."

My mother gently sucked and licked his penis while squeezing it with her breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...child...your...penis...is so big...mmm...Auntie...is
also very happy...to ejaculate...on...Auntie's face...mmm...mmm..."

A little semen flowed out again, trickling down the mother's face. After
cleaning stood up to put her clothes back on, but the man grabbed her. Seeing this,
I felt a surge of anger, a desire to kill the unknown man before me.

The man hugged the mother tightly, pressing his face against her breasts like a child, while the mother stroked his head.
Suddenly, the man demanded to be able to touch his mother; he only wanted the caresses a mother would give.
The mother, unsure how to respond, could only slowly move her hand down to her lower body, stroking her thighs.
After a while, he lifted her blue skirt and pressed his head against her private parts,
greedily sucking through her sheer stockings and panties.

Seeing this, I wanted to rush out. I thought to myself, if I just rushed out like this
, and my mother knew I'd been watching him the whole time, she'd never be able to hold her head up again. Thinking of
this, my angry steps faltered. All I could think about was that my mother would definitely reject him, she would reject him.

"Mmm, suck~ lick~ suck~~ Hehe! Auntie, your lower part is wet, suck~ lick~~~"

"...Ah...no...there...no...mmm...mmm...Auntie's...
lower part...can't...get...mmm...mmm...ah!!!"

Seeing my dejected state, I ran, my eyes burning with anger, straight back to my
familiar home. The lunchbox in my hand was gone, and the only sound on the deserted road was my angry
shouts.

By the overpass.

“Mmm…mmm…no…Auntie…down there…no…mmm…mmm…no…
no…can…mmm…no…ah!!!”

“Suck~lick~tongue around up and down~mmm~ah~suck~lick~Auntie, you smell so good
, I want to insert it directly, is that okay?”

“No…!!”

In a panic, Kaoruko pushed the man away, a slight blush appearing on her face.

“Auntie, why not…I like it…I can marry you…I want to love you…
don’t you believe me?”

The man’s eyes, filled with lust and a touch of passion, stared directly at Kaoruko, his gaze
fixed on .

“Auntie… can only go this far with you… because… you are a classmate of the Creator… Auntie just
wants to love you like a mother… You can only enjoy motherly love… it can’t continue… This
is the limit for Auntie… so Auntie can’t grant your request…”

The man’s eyes welled up with resentment. He knew his request was extremely rude, but after Kaoru’s persuasion
, he understood the reasoning. After Kaoru gently kissed the man’s cheek, she put her naked
clothes and left without looking back.

Although Kaoru was restrained at this moment, the Creator didn’t see this scene, causing
irreparable harm to the Creator later.

Back home… Later, Xunmiko noticed that Zaoren wasn't in the living room or downstairs. Looking at the time on the wall, it was
already ten o'clock. She went upstairs to Zaoren's room. Xunmiko opened the door and saw
Zaoren sleeping on his side, facing the wall. He was already asleep. Xunmiko approached his bedside and draped a blanket over
him.

Actually, Zaoren hadn't fallen asleep. The moment he heard Xunmiko enter, his anger was overwhelming
. How could he possibly sleep peacefully? Only after Xunmiko closed the door and left did Zaoren finally fall asleep with very
mixed feelings.

The next morning.

Xunmiko finished cooking breakfast and had just taken off her apron when she arrived at her son's room on the second floor.

"Zaoren." "

Kaoruko called her son gently several times, but when he didn't respond, she hesitated outside the door for a moment before finally deciding to
open it and go into the bedroom to wake him.

As soon as she stepped into her son's bedroom, Kaoruko realized that no one was there. Kaoruko thought, 'This child
never leaves this early, he hasn't even had breakfast yet…?'

Kaoruko then went to the cupboard on the first floor and saw that her son's lunchbox was still intact in its
original place. Kaoruko felt a little puzzled. What was wrong with her son? Could it be that she came home
too late " She'd upset Zaoren… Zaoren usually didn't cause her these kinds of trouble.

Entering the living room, watching her son leave through the doorway, Xunmiko felt a pang of helplessness.

At school, Zaoren hadn't been paying attention in class all day; he was still thinking about Xunmiko.
He didn't listen to a word the teacher said, his eyes often gazing out the window, lost in thought, his whole
demeanor listless and devoid of any spirit.

The female teacher noticed this, but couldn't bear to scold him, so she simply told him to go outside and wash his face.
As for this matter, the other classmates wouldn't pay much attention, but it couldn't escape the eyes of his only best friend,
Tani Kio.

After class, Zao Ren disappeared in the blink of an eye. Kio searched everywhere but couldn't find him. Finally
, he thought that the only place Zao Ren might go was the rooftop of the school. He knew that Zao Ren always went to
the rooftop .

"Zao Ren! You really are here." Kio's handsome face had a smile on it. He wanted to ask
Zao Ren what was on his mind, but he saw Zao Ren leaning on the railing from afar, looking up at the sky with a lazy
yet thoughtful expression.

Seeing his strange expression, Kio immediately felt that something must have happened to Zao Ren. Otherwise, with
his usually easygoing personality, what could possibly be troubling him? If there was anything, it could only be his
mother, Daiyu Kaoruko, who would cause him such trouble.

"Zao Ren, you're acting strange today. You're always distracted in class. Others might not notice, but
don't think you can fool me, Uncle Ji. If you have any worries, tell me."

Zao Ren glanced at Ji Fu and smiled faintly, "I'm fine." Zao Ren turned back to look at the sky.

A gentle breeze blew across the rooftop, as if his own emotions could drift away with the wind
. It wasn't that Zao Ren didn't want to talk to Ji Fu, but his thoughts were complicated, and explaining these things
would be pointless. He couldn't possibly tell his friends about his mother's lewd behavior.

Looking down at the students below, so small as ants, happily moving about the campus, sitting or
standing, noisy or playing, carefree, from the rooftop, everyone seemed so insignificant, so
worthless.

"Ding-dong!!"

The bell rang, but Zao Ren remained silent, gazing at the sky.

Ji Fu said, "Zao Ren! The bell rang for class, let's go back."

Looking at Zao Ren's somber face, and knowing he didn't want to explain anything, Ji Fu knew that given Zao Ren's personality,
now wasn't the time to ask questions.

"Sigh!" Watching Zao Ren's departing figure, Ji Fu shrugged helplessly and followed him
downstairs .

After several afternoon classes, Zao Ren remained sullen. As soon as the four o'clock bell rang, Zao Ren picked up his backpack, slung it over
his shoulder, and listlessly walked towards the school gate, seemingly without feeling. Many classmates greeted him on
the way , but he ignored them. He passed by clubs but didn't go in. After leaving the school, he
didn't go to his girlfriend Yingzi's school; this was the first time he had gone straight home.

"Click!"

Entering his home, Zao Ren took off his shoes and went straight to his room. He lay lazily on the bed, thinking about
many things, recalling another side of his mother. Suddenly, he felt a jolt, realizing something strange. Zao

Ren thought to himself, "Wait a minute! How did I get into the house? Nobody's home, so the door is
usually locked. It just opened with a turn... Could it be Mom coming home?"

Thinking this, Zao Ren quietly went to the shoe cabinet by the door. There, he noticed
the high-heeled . They were silver, pointed-toe
boots, the kind that usually covered the heels and ankles of women who went to work.

Zao Ren picked up the boots from the cabinet and touched the leather. The shoes were still warm
. His mother was a sales manager and usually finished work at 3 PM. She wasn't working overtime today! For some
reason, Zao Ren suddenly felt happy.

Knowing his mother wasn't working overtime, Zao Ren happily went from the living room to Xun Meizi's bedroom door. After knocking a few times without
response, he opened the door and went in. Just as he was about to look for Xun Meizi in the bedroom, he
saw the bathroom light was on and heard the sound of her showering.

"There's a sound in the bathroom? Is Mother taking a shower?" Hearing Kaoru's showering sounds, Zaoru, fearing
she would discover him, quickly hid in a dark corner of the bedroom, crouching beside a wardrobe as tall as himself. After letting out a long
sigh finally focused his gaze on Kaoru in the bathroom.

Although Kaoru was partially obscured by the shower door, and he could only vaguely see her silhouette as she showered
, the light and shadow in the bathroom still clearly revealed her slender figure.
The allure of that silhouette, combined with the rhythm of her showering, made Zaoru's heart race.

Zaoru suddenly remembered yesterday in the living room, his mother enjoying the beautiful morning. She had unbuttoned
the two V-neck buttons of her blouse to let in some air, and as the buttons were undone, two breasts were vaguely visible through the silk fabric.
The fair, pinkish skin was, frankly, heaven for any man. Zaoru
thought that even his girlfriend, Sakura, didn't have such beautiful breasts.

Unconsciously, Zaoren was lost in a world of fantasy, comparing Sakura's breasts to Kaoru's. But
after only a moment, his face turned from red to white. He tapped his head, shaking off his wandering
thoughts.

Zaoren thought, "She's my own mother... What am I thinking..."

"Click-click!" At that moment, Kaoru finished showering. She opened the bathroom door with one hand, the other hand
wrapped the outside of a towel, letting the towel cover her voluptuous figure. Zaoren had been worried about seeing his mother's exposed
body, struggling internally, but when he saw Kaoru wrapped in a towel, he felt a weight
lifted .

A moment later, Kaoru approached the wardrobe. She opened the right-hand wardrobe first, carefully selecting a
sexy red sleeveless dress. Kaoru's actions caused Zaoru, hiding in the corner, to lower his body even further
. Zaoru dared not even breathe, fearing that if his mother discovered he was spying on her,
how would she, with her virtuous nature, face him afterward?

Fortunately, after Kaoru chose her clothes, she didn't notice anyone else in the bedroom. A moment later, she opened
the left wardrobe and picked out a sexy red slit dress to match her formal attire from the row of skirts.

Then, Kaoru turned around, suddenly unfolding her bath towel and removing it, revealing her fair, tender
back. This sight was like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, a scene that filled one with endless fantasies.

Her alluring hips and beautiful figure made Zaoru, hiding in the corner of the wardrobe, gasp for breath every second. Although
Zaoru knew Kaoru was his mother, he still felt a strange flutter in his heart. He forced himself...
He suppressed the urge to rush out and force himself on Kaoru.

Kaoru, completely unaware of his surroundings, sat on the edge of the bed with a faint smile. Her profile was directly in
front of Zaoren, so he could clearly see her every move.

Kaoru first crossed her right leg, then her left, and pulled on a sexy lace panty. The panty
was light purple with heart-shaped details in the center; the hearts were transparent, revealing a glimpse of her pubic
hair – clearly a product of modern fashion.

Zaoren was incredulous. In his memory, his mother was very
ordinary , like a saintly woman; he thought it impossible for her to dress like this.

After changing, Kaoru got up and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled,
satisfied , and then sat back down on the bed to put on her stockings.

Kaoruko sat on the edge of the bed. She first circled the stockings around her feet, then
slowly pulled them up until they reached her thighs, forming a beautiful line. As Kaoruko stood up, Zaoren
couldn't help but .

He had never known his mother to be such a sexy woman. He looked at his mother
's straight, white, jade-like legs, the stockings wrapping from her toes to her hips, finally covering her entire
beautiful lower body. It was as if her lower body had been coated with a layer of powder, smooth and translucent, arousing in him
a desire to die beneath a peony, a desire to get closer and admire her at his feet.

Before Zaoren could even react, Kaoru had already donned her red, high-slit pencil skirt.
She twirled a few times in front of the mirror, then bent down slightly to smooth the crisscrossing lines on the sides of her skirt.
With each step, the high slit revealed the beautiful lace trim on her thighs. After a few more steps
, the crisscrossing lines disappeared, returning to the normal skirt hem. The alluring sight
filled her with satisfaction.

But then Zaoren noticed Kaoru's swaying breasts as she bent down. Upon closer inspection
, he saw the nipples slowly becoming more prominent, almost drool-worthy, like a flower
suddenly unfurling, revealing its radiant bud, then shyly nodding.

Upon entering the living room, Kaoruko left a note on the dining table. She wrote a few words, then sat
on the porch, slipped on her riding boots, and after a few stomps to make them comfortable,
left .

Zaoren, who had witnessed this from behind, quickly went to the table and picked up the note.

The note read: "Zaoren, Mom left you 10,000 yen on the table. Mom is working overtime today and will be home very late
. Remember to eat dinner and don't go hungry. Love, Mom—"

Reading the note, Zaoren felt a surge of resentment. So this was how his mother worked overtime
! This was how she lied to him!

Enraged, Zaoren picked up the banknote Kaoruko had left him from the table, gripped it tightly, and then went
outside .

Not long after Zao Ren left, a man emerged from the corner. The man was handsome and refined
, and although he was somewhat dissolute, he secretly cared deeply about Zao Ren. This man was none other than
Zao Ren's friend from the same club—Taya Kio.

After leaving home, Zao Ren still clutched the ten thousand yen bill tightly in his hand, his anger uncontrollable. He
couldn't believe it was true. He followed his mother down several streets, monitoring her every move.

Kaoru wore a sleeveless, bright red dress with a low neckline, exuding an elegant Western charm
. The high-slit, narrow skirt revealed her long, stockinged legs with every step, and paired with high-heeled riding boots
, she possessed an overall fashionable woman's air.

Following closely behind, Zao Ren noticed that his mother was carrying a yellow kraft paper bag, which looked
like she was dressed for a banquet. Seeing his mother so elegantly dressed, Zao Ren felt a pang of guilt
. He wondered about her whereabouts—was she planning to attend an invitation from another man…?

Zao Ren couldn't imagine any further. He followed Xun Meizi all the way to the market, and finally arrived at
the most bustling metropolitan area, surrounded by skyscrapers.

Walking through the bustling metropolis, Xun Meizi's sudden appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people. On the sidewalk
, a middle-aged owner selling grilled takoyaki was so stunned by Xun Meizi that he burned his takoyaki. He was
scolded by customers, but in a fit of anger, he packed up his stall. The owner, still grateful to have caught a few more glimpses of Xun Meizi's beautiful figure
, happily exclaimed that he would come earlier every day to set up his stall. There

was also a young office worker who, upon seeing Xunmiko's beautiful appearance, dropped his briefcase
along the way and forgot to retrieve it. He ended up walking all the way home and was taken to the police station.

Some lecherous men, wanting to admire Xunmiko's high-slit skirt, followed her
at a distance with lustful eyes. These passersby looked out for each other, but they were eventually
discovered , causing chaos and ending up all being arrested – a truly unfortunate outcome, with the beauty uninterested while the lecherous men were intent on their own
.

Although Xunmiko attracted many admirers along the way, Zaoren felt even more apprehensive and uncertain. He knew his
mother wasn't dressed for work, but for a date. At this moment, even a casual walk or
an unintentional touch of her hair stirred up Zaoren's unease.

Following her for a while, after reaching an intersection, Kaoruko finally stopped. She stood in the red-light district
, at a bus stop, her hands tucked under her skirt, her face
displaying a blissful, expectant expression. Zaoren saw it clearly; he couldn't believe it, and his heart
ached.

Zaoren clenched his fists, thinking bitterly, what kind of man could so deeply
infatuate ?

To avoid Kaoruko noticing, Zaoren could only hide behind a tree on the sidewalk a little further away. As Kaoruko
waited , a high-end black limousine slowly approached the road, finally stopping in
front of her.

Shortly after, a very handsome man stepped out. He appeared young,
with fair skin, and was very polite, wearing a dark black suit and tie, and brown leather shoes. He had the air
of a gentleman, seemingly the son of a wealthy businessman. When he saw Kaoruko, he smiled politely...
He opened the car door for Kaoruko, and after she got in, the man went around to the other side and opened the door for himself
before getting in.

Seeing this scene, anyone would know it was something only couples would do. Zao Ren was stunned;
time seemed to stand still in his mind.

"So…so everything is just as Makiko-senpai said…Mom has a lover…a
boyfriend…it's all true…"

'Ahhhhh!! Ahhhhh!!' Zao Ren screamed inwardly, slamming his hands heavily against a tree.
The tree seemed to pity him, whipping up a few leaves. His hands were red and swollen, with a little blood seeping out. Passersby
, puzzled, quickly moved away.

Watching the black sedan drive away, Zao Ren couldn't let go of his feelings for Kaoruko.

'If Mother is happy, what about me! Is this all I can be happy about?'

As he thought this, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Zao Ren's eyes. He remembered the brown paper bag in Kaoruko's hand
.

Zaoren flagged down a car, opened the front door, and got in. He immediately said, "Uncle! Please follow
that black sedan in front of you! Please! Hurry up!"

"Follow? Oh, okay, okay! Young man, you'd better hold on tight, my following skills are very fast
! Ha! Let's go!" The driver was puzzled, but it was rare to see a young man who appreciated his driving skills, so he
put his driver's hat on his head and sped off.

After the two cars drove around several city streets and were quite a distance apart, the intersections were bustling with activity, high-rise buildings , and crowds of commercial city people. These sights only made Zaoren more irritable. He wondered where
that man was taking his mother. As the sun gradually set, the black sedan finally arrived at a suburb far from the city. Not far ahead, on the side of the road, stood a top-tier high-rise building surrounded by large trees. The building was magnificent on the outside, and the entrance to the interior had deep garden lights. After the black sedan pulled up in front, the young driver got out, opened the front door for Xunmiko, and handed the car to the store's receptionist. He then led Xunmiko into the building . "Uncle! Thank you!" "Hey! Young man! You gave me too much money! I need your change!" Zaoren pulled out ten thousand yen from his pocket, and before the driver could even ask for change, he had already gotten out of the car and headed towards the building. Zaoren arrived at the brightly lit building, which appeared to be dozens of stories high, its lights dazzling . The many lights made his eyes a little blurry, but Zaoren still managed to look up, trying to make out the building's name. Looking up at the building, he saw the red lettering: '—Binness Hotel.'

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