Chapter 290: Discovering an Extraordinary Mother-in-law
On Saturday afternoon, Hachiman arrived at Yumiko's house as agreed.
"Ding Dong" "Ding Dong"
Standing at the door, he reached out and pressed the doorbell.
With a "click" sound, the door opened, revealing Yumiko's face.
"You're here."
"Yeah." Hachiman nodded and followed the girl into the hallway.
"Mom went shopping and will be back soon. Just wait for a moment." Yumiko said as she took out slippers.
"Put on these slippers first; they were just sun-dried yesterday."
As Yumiko was crouching down and at home, Hachiman easily caught a glimpse of an enticing cleavage exposed at her neckline.
However, being highly sensitive to such things, Yumiko, sensing his gaze, quickly covered her neckline and stood up with a blushing and annoyed expression.
"No peeking, you pervert."
"Why can't I look at my girlfriend?" Hachiman shrugged, looking genuinely innocent.
Hearing his shameless words, Yumiko scoffed, "Hmph, who said you're my boyfriend!"
"Relax, it will be soon. After all, we're both meeting the parents." Hachiman shrugged again.
This time, Yumiko was stunned because she realized she couldn't argue.
Hachiman was here to meet her mother, indeed a parent meeting.
Feeling flustered, Yumiko tried to push Hachiman out.
"You, hurry up and leave."
Hachiman, not letting Yumiko have her way, held her hand and pulled her into his arms.
"No way."
"Scoundrel, let go of me." Yumiko struggled in Hachiman's embrace.
She couldn't let him hug her. After all, they were in her house, and her mom might return at any moment.
Unfortunately, her efforts were futile against Hachiman, and with Yumiko currently wearing minimal clothing, coupled with her continuous struggles in Hachiman's embrace, the soft and elastic sensation on her chest easily ignited Hachiman's passion.
Apparently noticing the intensity in Hachiman's gaze, Yumiko's voice trembled as she questioned, "Wha... what are you trying to do?"
While certain actions were certainly off-limits, he could still collect some interest.
In the midst of the girl's fearful expression, Hachiman directly lowered his head and kissed her tender lips.
"Mmm... scoundrel."
In this situation, Yumiko certainly couldn't allow him to have his way. She pushed against Hachiman's chest with more force.
Unfortunately, it proved futile.
Before long, the girl lost the strength to resist and could only let Hachiman take the lead. Gradually, she started responding willingly.
After the deep kiss, Yumiko lay on Hachiman's chest, her face flushed, and her eyes misty. She said, "Scoundrel, you're getting more audacious. This is in my house, you know."
"What's the big deal? Whether or not anyone else sees doesn't matter." Hachiman chuckled.
Just then, a slightly teasing voice sounded beside them.
"Oh my, this young man got it wrong; I saw it all, you know."
"Huh, what?!"
Hearing this voice, Yumiko was shocked and quickly pushed Hachiman away, shouting loudly, "Mom!"
Mom?
Hachiman raised an eyebrow, turned towards the door, and saw a woman in her thirties standing there. She bore at least a seventy percent resemblance to Yumiko, with golden long hair and the same emerald eyes, currently looking at him with a playful smile.
It seems he got too immersed during the deep kiss earlier, not noticing someone entering.
"Hello, Auntie," Hachiman greeted.
"Hello there, you must be Yumiko's boyfriend," Yumiko's mom greeted back.
"But you two are really passionate, kissing here like this."
Uh...
Lady, what's the matter with you? Could you be a bit more considerate and not be so direct? Especially since you're not considering your daughter's feelings.
As expected, upon hearing her mom's words, Yumiko blushed and couldn't help but shout, "Mom, what are you saying?"
"Isn't it true? Kissing in the living room is also fine; why do it in the entrance? Can't you even wait for this short distance? Yumiko, you're really something."
Instead of consoling, Mrs. Miura continued teasing.
"Ah, Mom, I'm ignoring you."
Blushing with embarrassment, Yumiko shouted and ran into the living room.
Looking at her daughter fleeing, Mrs. Miura showed a pleased smile at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this scene, Hachiman's mouth twitched.
Madam, you are a dark-hearted person, aren't you?
At this time, Mrs. Miura turned her gaze back and looked towards Hachiman.
"Let's not stand at the door, shall we go in together, this young man."
"Yes, Auntie." Hachiman nodded, following her and entering the living room.
Coming to the living room, Hachiman saw Yumiko sitting on the sofa with a sullen expression.
Seeing him come in, the girl couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
After putting away the purchased ingredients, Mrs. Miura also sat on the sofa and invited Hachiman.
"Please sit down, young man."
At the sound of this, Hachiman nodded and chose to sit next to Yumiko. The girl only glared at him without saying much.
"Hello, Auntie, I am a classmate of Yumiko's, Hikigaya Hachiman." Hachiman introduced himself first.
"Hello, Hikigaya-kun, I am Yumiko's mother, Mikana Miura." Mrs. Miura also introduced herself, but continued speaking afterwards.
"But you two are not just classmates."
"I can't remember my daughter, who I educated, being so casual with just an ordinary classmate and kissing."
Yumiko couldn't sit still anymore: "Mom, what are you talking about?"
"He and I only have a normal student relationship, that kiss was forced by him."
As she spoke, she glared at Hachiman with an angry look.
In fact, it was indeed true, every kiss was done half-forcibly by Hachiman, but she also enjoyed being kissed by him.
"So that's how it is." Mrs. Miura nodded and then pulled out her phone.
Seeing her mother suddenly take out her phone, Yumiko was a little puzzled.
"Huh? Mom, what are you doing with your phone?"
"Of course, I'm calling the police." Mrs. Miura spoke naturally.
"My daughter was forcibly kissed, which is already considered sexual harassment."
Seeing her own mother acting serious, Yumiko was flustered and tried to stop her.
"Mom, don't!"
However, Mrs. Miura was not moved, as if she was about to dial the number.
Seeing this, Yumiko quickly ran over and snatched her mother's phone away.
"Oh no, Yumiko, what are you doing? Give the phone back to mom."
Yumiko quickly hid the phone.
"Mom, you can't call the police."
"Why not?"
"Because... because he is my boyfriend!"
"..."
Hearing her daughter's words, the corners of Mrs. Miura's mouth curled up again in a pleased smile.
Seeing this scene, Hachiman was sure of it.
This is a dark-hearted person.