The Stand User Of The Daily World

Chapter 150: I, Sayuri Sawamura, Do Not Have Such a Disgraceful Daughter

"Shun-kun, what do you think? Do you still need me to take you to school?" Mrs. Sayuri asked as they left the police station.

"Forget it. At this point, we'd be late anyway."

Shunsuke glanced at the time and, realizing that tardiness was inevitable, decisively chose to slack off.

"In that case, let me drive you home instead."

"Much appreciated."

"Wait a minute, Mom—what about me?"

"Eriri, you can go to school on your own." Mrs. Sayuri waved her hand dismissively. "I brought your stuff and left it in the car. If your uniform or panties are dirty, just change in the car."

"Huh... They're not dirty! Wait, why would you even assume that?!"

Eriri had initially planned to change into a fresh uniform and panties.

Even if her clothes weren't dirty, as a proper young lady, she still felt uncomfortable wearing the same outfit all day.

And as for her panties, she hadn't thought much about it before, but now that it was mentioned, she suddenly felt even more uncomfortable wearing them and wanted to change immediately.

But with the way her mother phrased it, if she got into the car to change now, wouldn't it seem like she had done something last night to get her clothes dirty?

If it was just her mother around, Eriri wouldn't have cared as much, but with Suzuna—an outsider—present, her pride wouldn't allow her to let others think she was some reckless girl with no self-respect.

"Then hurry up and get to school, Eriri. You're an honor student—you can't afford to be late."

Mrs. Sayuri acted as if she hadn't heard Eriri's protests, grinning mischievously as she pressed her daughter further, completely dominating the situation.

"Ugh, but if I go to school like this... Fine, I'm changing!"

Realizing her mother was up to her usual antics, Eriri decided to ignore her. Having been tricked too many times, she instinctively chose to retreat first.

"Oh? So your clothes are dirty after all?"

"I said they're not dirty!"

Halfway through running off, Eriri was successfully provoked back again by her mother's teasing.

"If your clothes aren't dirty, then hurry up and get to school."

"I said I need to change first!"

"Oh? So they are dirty after all."

Mrs. Sayuri grinned mischievously, refusing to let go of this point. Her shameless teasing left Eriri fuming as she tried to defend herself.

"Fine! I'm not going to school today—I'm taking the day off!"

At last, Eriri couldn't take it anymore.

Mrs. Sayuri feigned shock, covering her mouth. "Oh my, Eriri, how bold of you."

Eriri frowned. "Bold?"

"Of course. By skipping school today, aren't you indirectly admitting that it's because of Shun-kun? Just imagine how your classmates will react."

"...I'm going to change in the car."

Defeated, Eriri silently climbed into the car.

Mrs. Sayuri sighed as she watched her daughter's retreating figure.

This child… why is she so thin-skinned? She doesn't even have the courage to imply anything. How does she expect to compete with the girls who make the first move? Is she really planning to just wait for Shun-kun to pursue her?

—Ten years. It's been ten years. I, Sayuri Sawamura, do not have such a disgraceful daughter! She's nothing like I was back in my day!

A moment later, the car window rolled down. Eriri, her face flushed red, waved frantically at her mother. When Mrs. Sayuri approached, Eriri shoved a tightly bundled piece of fabric into her hands.

"M-Mom! Please keep this safe for me! And don't let Shunsuke see it!"

"You haven't even reached this stage yet?" Mrs. Sayuri muttered. "You can't even let Shun-kun see your panties?"

"What did you just say, Mom?"

"Nothing. I'll keep this safe."

Taking the soft bundle of fabric, Mrs. Sayuri tucked it into her small handbag.

After seeing Eriri off, the four remaining members of the group got into the car. Suzuna took the driver's seat, Mrs. Sayuri sat in the front passenger seat, while Shunsuke and Mashiro occupied the back.

"Shun-kun, that officer didn't give you too much trouble, did he? His actions were a bit excessive this time. If you're upset about it, I can make a call to his higher-ups. The police department will back down. If you want, we can even have him removed from his position."

Sitting in the car, Mrs. Sayuri spoke in a calm tone. Though she had acted the same as usual in front of Eriri, she was actually quite irritated.

If this incident hadn't been handled properly, even if it didn't escalate into a full-blown scandal, it would still become a joke among her social circle.

"It's fine. He's already that old, and in the end, he did apologize. If he loses his job, his family might be affected too."

FShunsuke shrugged. Even though the officer had harbored ill intentions toward him, it was only because he was looking out for Mashiro and Eriri.

Shunsuke found that kind of responsible attitude troublesome, but he also had a certain level of respect for it.

The two sentiments canceled each other out, so he decided to let it slide this time.

"I'm not some spoiled rich kid—I wouldn't take things that far."

"Since that's how you feel, we'll leave it at that."

Mrs. Sayuri nodded. She had only been venting her frustration anyway, and now that she had spoken her mind, her anger had dissipated.

"Still, Shun-kun, your status now... While you're not a spoiled heir, your position is much higher than theirs. The boyfriend of the head of the Momobami family—tsk, tsk. If this news got out, would my dear Eriri end up being resented by the great Momobami Kirari?"

"Mrs. Sayuri, please don't tease me. You already know the kind of relationship I have with Momobami Kirari. And with her personality, even if I were her boyfriend, she wouldn't care about such things."

Just like Jabami Yumeko, Momobami Kirari never took romantic relationships seriously. Where was the thrill in that compared to gambling?

"Hmm, that's hard to say."

...

Back at home, Shunsuke led the unusually silent Mashiro into the bedroom, intending to help her change.

"Shunsuke... here..."

As soon as she took off her top, Mashiro suddenly threw herself into his arms, burying her face against his chest. She grasped his right hand and placed it over her heart, murmuring softly.

"It's beating so fast… It feels strange. Ever since yesterday, no—before that, even further back, I don't know when it started, but something has felt off."

Feeling the soft fullness beneath his hand, Shunsuke, for once, had no other thoughts. He simply listened, sensing the rhythm of her heart through his palm.

"My heart... it feels uncomfortable, like it's aching. What's wrong with me? Could this… Could this be what Ayano called love?" Mashiro clung tightly to him, leaving no space between them, her voice barely above a whisper. "Ayano said love feels good… but why does it feel painful for me?"

Shunsuke's heart trembled. He gently lifted Mashiro's face from his chest, gazing into her large, reddened eyes—eyes filled with confusion and warmth. Slowly, he leaned down and softly licked away the delicate tears at the corner of her eyes.

The atmosphere grew warm and intimate, laced with an undeniable tenderness.

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