Sighing in her heart, the girl, who felt inexplicably happy and moved in her heart, started walking toward him.
"Look, Yui, he's waving at me, do you think he—Hey? Natsuha, where are you going…"
Waving off her clamorous teammate, the girl walked slowly to Sasaki, twisting her waist that was not pretentious but too voluptuous
"You really came."
After unscrewing the electrolyte drink he bought on the way and handing it over, Sasaki sat on the ground and smiled: "I always keep my word."
Taking the drink, Natsuha took a sip and looked up, "But doesn't this cause trouble for you?"
"If it were really trouble, I wouldn't have offered to walk you home. Don't worry about it," Reassuring her with a smile.
Sasaki turned his head slightly; and noticing that most of the male students were looking in their direction, he couldn't help but look up at the reason:
"Though I'm not in a hurry, I'd be happier if you could hurry up. Their stares are almost killing me."
Instinctively, turning to see and seeing the kendo club boys suddenly shouting and practicing more fervently
The girl turned her head and blinked at Sasaki sitting on the ground:
"Didn't you say you could beat me before? Why are you still afraid of them?"
'I'm afraid I might accidentally kill them with a blow,' he muttered internally.
Sasaki rolled his eyes at the girl, who was still thinking about this matter: "If you really want to compete with me, I can teach you a lesson."
"Let's wait till we get to my place, we're out of time now."
Glancing at the clock on the wall, Natsuha Shinomiya, whose training had ended, rubbed her sore shoulders and waved at Sasaki, "I'm going to change, I'll be back in a bit."
With that, she walked towards a girl who kept looking their way.
Rejoining her friend, before she could even speak, the girl named Yui bombarded her with questions.
"Natsuha, Natsuha, is he your new boyfriend? He's really handsome, when did you two get together?"
"I'd say he's definitely an upgrade from that Yamano or whatever."
"Yui!" Pinching her companion's face angrily to stop her from talking nonsense, Natsuha glanced around: "He is my classmate and an ordinary friend."
Shaking her head and breaking away from Natsuha's hand, Yui nodded with a smile and said: "Ah, yes, yes~He is an ordinary friend who has been waiting for you until the end of the club activities."
"Yui~"
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Chapter 55 Mrs. Purple Palace
When Natsuha Shinomiya came out again,
She had changed in the school's standard female uniform.
And her broad and generous breasts had returned to their morning size.
Carrying her schoolbag and walking to Sasaki's side, she bowed slightly to the boy, who was still sitting on the ground: "Sorry to have kept you waiting so long."
Stretching out his hand to the girl standing in front of him, the latter smiled and shook his head: "It's a small matter."
With that formal talk, the girl stretched out a hand as smooth and pale as jade, and used a bit of force to pull up Sasaki, whose hand was significantly larger than hers.
.
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Brushing off his clothes, Sasaki walked beside her as they exited the club's main door. "So you mentioned sparring at your place? Does your family own a dojo?"
"Yeah... sort of. It used to be run by my mom before she stopped operating it after my grandfather passed away."
After walking out of the school gate and waving to the club members who greeted her, she continued:
"Because, um...my mother is well, my mom isn't really suited for martial arts, and my dad, who left because of an affair, didn't want to take over the dojo."
Sasaki, hearing this and sensing no sadness about her parents' divorce, still offered an apologetic, "I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's okay, that was a long time ago, I hardly even remember what my dad looks like now,"
Shaking her head, the girl waved her hand carelessly.
"So, did you learn Aikido to protect your mom?"
Though Aikido is a suitable martial art for women to learn for self-defense, most wouldn't take the trouble to train in something so demanding and physically strenuous.
For Natsuha Shinomiya, a girl who excels both in appearance and physique, Sasaki found it unexpected yet commendable that she would train so rigorously.
If it was for her family, it made sense.
"Yeah, my parents split when I was very young, and It was not easy for my mother to raise me by herself. Some unscrupulous people often came to harass us," she nodded, revealing the primary reason for her training.
Nodding, the girl talked about the main reason why she practiced martial arts.
Of course, another part of her motivation was that the person she liked wasn't capable of shouldering the responsibilities of her family's legacy.
If Yamano Yuuta, her childhood friend, had the capability to protect both her mom and her; then it would have been a sure thing that they would get married after graduation.
Because that would've made him the best candidate in her mother's eyes.
Well, although this did not affect the relationship between the two of them, it certainly was a missed opportunity.
"It's all in the past now."
Though he couldn't entirely empathize, Sasaki could sense from her brief explanations that she and her mother had not had an easy life.
"Yes, it's all in the past," Rubbing the corners of her eyes, a smile appeared on her charming face.
Before they could continue the conversation, a charming and soft call suddenly sounded from behind, attracting their attention.
"Eh? Natsuha-chan!"
Looking back, they saw two beautiful young women with voluptuous bodies and graceful figures standing not far away, looking at them.
The one calling Natsuha Shinomiya was a woman in a light purple blouse and black jeans.
Her long purple hair, as smooth as satin, was held up with a lace hair tie, draping from the back of her head to her overly full chest.
But the loose light purple top could not hide the extremely plump and proud figure of this woman.
She had rolled up the sleeves at her wrists, exposing her pale forearms carrying shopping bags.
The tight jeans she wore clung snugly, accentuating her long, shapely legs.
Her face, an older version of Natsuha Shinomiya's, bore a mature and enchanting beauty.
However, unlike Natsuha's youthful vibrancy, her features conveyed seasoned charm, making her look even more seductive.
But, the most striking difference between the mother and daughter was the faint brown mole just below the left corner of her slightly raised mouth.
This mole, lifting slightly with her smile, added a playful and spirited flair to her sophisticated beauty.
And a small tear mole below her right eye, though was not as noticeable as the one on her mouth, but in Sasaki's eyes, there was no difference between the two.
The eyebrows and eyes slightly curved because of the smile, under the illumination of the street lights, seemed like a spring with gentle ripples.
The light purple of her irises sparkled like gems submerged in water, while the beauty mark below her right eye was like a delicate flower by the spring's edge, lovely and eye-catching.
Though he didn't know her, Sasaki immediately knew she must be Natsuha Shinomiya's mother from the first glance.
Just as he had anticipated, upon seeing the woman, the girl rushed into her embrace, speaking softly and affectionately, "Mom~"
"You're so big now~ Still hugging your mom in the street, aren't you embarrassed~"
Stroking her daughter's hair, Shinomiya Chiakko looked up at her daughter's classmates who were approaching with soft eyebrows, and patted her daughter on the back: "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
It seemed like she remembered that someone else was there; Natsuha stood up straight from her mother's soft arms, and first said hello to the woman standing aside and looking at her with a smile:
"Aunt Miyajima."
Then, turning to Sasaki, who had already approached, she said, "Mom, this is my classmate, Sasaki Fuyumi. He... well, we're just heading the same way, so..."
Linking arms with her mother, she didn't elaborate too much but winked at Sasaki as she introduced, "This is my mom, Shinomiya Chiakko."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Natsuha Shinomiya's classmate, Sasaki Fuyumi."
"Nice to meet you…"