Fujino: "...?"
So what is going on right now?
Fujino looked at the fierce woman acting like a little girl before him, his brain struggling to process the situation.
What do you mean by going home with you to see your mother?
What do you mean by a big deal?!
Big Sister, what kind of wild words are you saying!
It was clearly all Japanese, but why couldn't I understand a single thing after it all came together?
Fujino's brow twitched, his mind still struggling to keep up: "Um, seeing your mother and all that... is that appropriate?"
At these words, Sato continued rubbing her small hands, reached out, and gently placed them on the hands opposite her: "Don't you worry, although... you went a bit too far, I can understand your intentions. Rest assured, I won't tell my mother about this; at worst, I'll just take a scolding from her."
After a pause, she continued: "However, if my mother sees you like this, she'll probably put you on a pedestal."
"..."
Fujino fell into a dead silence, and it wasn't until he took a deep breath and regained his composure that he furrowed his brow and asked: "So, you mean meeting the elders in that sense?"
"Yeah, we have to think about the future, marriage, and kids..."
Sato continued rubbing her small hands, keeping her head down, her face filled with the shyness of a young girl stepping into a palace for the first time, blushing red like a lantern: "After all, for things like this, my mother definitely has more experience than the two of us. She's been through it..."
Fujino: "..."
Kids, old folks, marriage—seriously, what are you thinking?
At this moment, Fujino was completely dumbfounded.
The last thing that had given him such absurd shock was