—Hikigaya was forcefully dragged by Sayuri into a wooded area.
"Sayuri-san, we can't do this here!"
"Didn't we already do it here last night? Why not tonight?" Sayuri smiled at him, her expression playful yet laced with a teasing allure that made one's heart race.
"This kind of place..." Hikigaya protested, trying to break free. But despite his struggles, it felt like his strength was trapped in quicksand—completely ineffective against hers.
"Oh? I see," Sayuri said, eyes narrowing like crescent moons. Her grin widened.
"Hikigaya-kun, you're tired of the same place, is that it? You want something new? In that case… how about the girls' restroom?"
"Huh?! It's not about where! Sayuri-san, let's just not mess around tonight. Besides… I have something important I want to ask you."
"Something important?" Sayuri tilted her head, intrigued. Then with a bright smile:
"Well, let's talk about it in the restroom, shall we? Come on, this way."
"Wait—wait, Sayuri-san—!"
Despite his protests, Hikigaya was soon pulled along into the public restroom by Sayuri's unrelenting grip.
A few minutes later, she managed to get him into one of the stalls.
It was extremely cramped. With one man and one woman squeezed inside, there was barely enough space to move, though simple movements were still manageable.
"S-Sayuri-san, what are you doing?"
As soon as they entered, Sayuri put down the toilet lid and slowly bent over to adjust her sports shorts. Hikigaya panicked at the sight.
"What am I doing? Just using the restroom, of course~" Sayuri said with a giggle. "Gotta be prepared for any surprises."
Hikigaya turned away in embarrassment. "I'm still here, you know!"
"And? You've already seen everything, haven't you?" she said, completely shameless.
Hikigaya stayed silent, internally debating whether to run.
But Sayuri had something over him—something that could easily be used against him if she wanted. If he bailed now, she might really spill the details to Yukinoshita. And if Yukino found out… he didn't even want to imagine it.
It wasn't just about breaking up. She loved him. She trusted him. If that trust shattered…
"Hikigaya-kun, how's the sound?" she asked suddenly.
"Huh?"
He turned red, startled by the question.
"Sayuri-san… are you made of water or something?"
"Women are made of water, you know~"
"..."
Hikigaya kept quiet, blushing, as Sayuri chuckled softly.
A few minutes passed.
Sayuri flushed the toilet and stretched lazily, her movements graceful and fluid. After relieving herself, she seemed completely refreshed.
"You can turn around now~"
Hikigaya did so, only for his gaze to quickly avert again. While her figure bore some resemblance to Yukinoshita in certain areas, the rest reflected the mature allure of a grown woman—especially her curves. Understandable, given she was a mother.
"You need to go too?" Sayuri asked casually.
"I went before I came," Hikigaya replied.
"Hehe, such an innocent boy. You didn't even get the wrong idea."
"???"
He blinked, then his face turned a shade darker.
No good. Sayuri was just... way too good at this.
"Well, if you're not using the toilet," she said, eyes glinting with mischief, "then let's move on to the real reason I brought you here. Hikigaya-kun, about my daughter—"
"Sayuri-san, I need you to answer me honestly about your daughter."
He cut her off abruptly.
"My daughter? What about her?" Sayuri blinked in surprise.
"Eriri-san was... acting completely different today. Something felt really off."
"Off, how?" Sayuri smiled faintly.
"She... she actually..." Hikigaya's voice trailed off, face heating up.
Sayuri's smile turned sly, her expression practically shimmering with mischief.
"My precious daughter confessed to you, didn't she?"
"!!"
Hikigaya flinched but steadied himself.
"Sayuri-san… did you put her up to it?"
"Now now, I wouldn't say that. My darling daughter has always liked you, you know." Sayuri laughed lightly. "So? Did you say yes?"
"Please don't joke like that. Sayuri-san and I—your daughter and I—could never..."
"Why not? She really likes you, dreams about you every night~"
Sayuri's teasing tone returned:
"As her mother, of course I can't just sit back and watch. So… how about this: why not take my daughter too and—"
"Sayuri-san!!"
His face darkened.
"Are you insane? After what's happened between us, how could I possibly... with your daughter? Besides, I don't feel that way about her. We're just friends—now and always."
"Oh?" Sayuri looked genuinely curious.
"Not interested in my daughter at all? Then… what about me?"
Sayuri leaned closer, watching him intently.
"If it's between my daughter and me, which do you prefer, hmm? Isn't it me?"
"Auntie... please don't put me on the spot."
"Hikigaya-kun~~~"
Seeing the boy's flustered, shy reaction, Sayuri tightened her legs slightly, her pulse quickening with excitement and a mischievous sense of triumph.
She was overjoyed.
Thrilled.
Oh, my poor darling daughter, she thought smugly—
Your beloved is just about to be tamed by your mother.