Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom (Part 1)
I can't stand this guy.
She seems to be getting more and more neurotic lately.
Was the previous Kushida Kikyo like this?
Even when alone and revealing his true nature, Two-Faced Person only displays a violent aura, a desire to kill everyone.
But after using the patches for a while, her anger actually subsided.
To be able to show such a genuine smile.
... Although it's because of a rumor that I'm laughing so happily.
"Hmph hmph~" The laughter gradually subsided, Kushida Kikyo stood up again, hands on her hips, and proudly said, "Then I'm your mother too."
... You are such a good mother to me.
Asakusa Toru waved his hand helplessly and said, "I think I know what you're trying to do."
"But I have one more question."
"Could that Sakura Airi really do something like that?"
He was very skeptical.
Given Sakura's level of social anxiety, could she really do what a 'mother' should do to someone she doesn't know very well?
He always felt that if he got too close to Sakura Airi, he would faint, which was one of the reasons why he left the scene after receiving a call from Kushida Kikyo.
"Sakura Airi, no." Kushida Kikyo shook her head with a smile, but before Asakusa Toru press further, she changed the subject and said:
"But 'Sakura- mama' can."
Asakusa Toru raised an eyebrow. "... What do you mean?"
Kushida Kikyo took out her terminal, glanced at the time, and roughly estimated in her mind the time she had given Sakura Airi to prepare mentally. She then briefly and concisely explained the reason.
'Hypnosis'
Ah, of course, I'm not saying that Kushida Kikyo actually has hypnotic abilities or that she has a hypnosis app or anything like that.
This term was coined by Sakura Airi herself.
Just as she was confiding her secret to Kushida Kikyo.
How do 'Two-Faced' idols create their own masks? How did the timid and cowardly Sakura Airi become 'Shizuku'?
This gave Kushida Kikyo an idea.
--Wouldn't it be enough to just hypnotize her?
There are three conditions to become a 'Shizuku': a pretty dress, cute makeup, and being watched by a camera.
When all three are combined, Sakura Airi will hypnotize herself into becoming that highly anticipated gravure idol.
Similarly, as long as you piece together enough suitable 'conditions' and use words that will allow her to open up, you can succeed.
'Sakura Airi' can be hypnotized into 'Sakura Mama'.
It is theoretically feasible.
As for whether the theory can be successfully translated into reality... Kushida Kikyo didn't care.
Just as she wrote in the message she sent to Asakusa Toru.
This was originally Asakusa Toru's own business, and he should have resolved it himself.
She only started saying nonsense because of her jealousy, and she only came up with such theories because of the rising joy in her heart.
Let her learn from that scoundrel behind the Diary and become a free audience member who stirs up trouble while secretly watching from the sidelines.
"It's almost time, you should go inside and find your mother." After explaining everything briefly, Kushida Kikyo grabbed Asakusa Toru's waist and pushed him towards the door. "Asakusa- kun, who lacks maternal love."
"--Ding-dong."
The doorbell rang, and after a moment's hesitation, the door opened, Sakura Airi, wearing unfashionable glasses, appeared through the crack.
"Asakusa- chan, it's... it's Mommy..."
Chapter 161 Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom (Two Chapters Combined)
Take off those dowdy, decorative non-prescription glasses.
Her beautiful, fluffy pink hair was loosely spread out.
Change into a sophisticated and elegant loungewear dress.
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, take a deep breath.
I am Mom, I am Mom, I am Mom...
Sakura Airi kept repeating these words to herself until they were all she could think of. Then, when the doorbell rang, she patted her cheeks, walked to the door, and opened it.
"--Yes, it's Mom..." she stammered, forcing herself to say the words.
Her ears were already bright red, and her head was spinning the moment she uttered the words.
If she were to receive a cold, indifferent response at this moment, her sense of shame would likely reach its limit, and she would close the door without a second thought.
Therefore, Asakusa Toru must respond.
"..."
But honestly, to play the role of a child who lacks maternal love, as described by Kushida Kikyo, is something that takes a lot of courage.
By setting aside pride and restraint, only by showing your most innocent side can you avoid making your mother feel uncomfortable.
In other words, this is a necessary price to pay.
Just as Kushida Kikyo Asakusa Toru before, 'If we don't do this, it won't be fair.'
If only Sakura Airi plays the role of a doting mother, if only one side enjoys the atmosphere created by Sakura Airi's efforts.
That's really going too far.
But... Kikyo -ma, you can stop laughing, but could you please stop pinching my lower back?
Feeling the pain from the girl's small hand twisting behind him, Asakusa Toru was slightly reluctant to let go of his posture.
This guy definitely wanted to see this.
... Then let her see it.
Quietly patting Kushida Kikyo's small hand, signaling her to let go, Asakusa Toru's breath hitched slightly, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes.
Under the expectant gazes of those around him, he did not hesitate and rushed towards Sakura Airi.
"Mommy Mommy Mommy Mommy Mommy--"
When pampered children meet, the way they best express their emotions is by shouting and hugging.
Well, although he's still a big kid.
"Gulp..." A slurred laugh escaped her lips, Kushida Kikyo's mouth nearly twisted into a grin.
If she weren't worried about Sakura Airi breaking character, she would be slapping her thigh in admiration right now.
You really can do that, Asakusa Toru.
She walked into the house through the door, closing it behind her with her heel. Using her left foot to brace against her right, she easily removed her shoes. Standing on tiptoe, Kushida Kikyo followed Sakura Airi's line of sight, turning away from her.
She'll definitely come in to see; otherwise, wouldn't all her efforts to fool her have been for nothing?
Not only does she watch, but she also has to lend a hand to Asakusa Toru or Sakura Airi from time to time!
Hehehe.
"..." The thick body and weight, along with the vigorous aura, rushed towards her, and Asakusa Toru immediately wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head in the equally thick body.
Startled by this sudden movement, Sakura Airi let out a soft moan, and her heart began to race.
"Waaah..."
Her heart was already beating fast, and this made it beat even faster.
Smell, weight, hands, nose, breath, rubbing against each other, being held, oneself--
She was picked up.
The dormitory door is a little distance from the bed, and if you just rush over for a hug Sakura Airi will quickly become flustered.
Therefore, Asakusa Toru needs to guide her a little bit.
Therefore, he simply turned around and lifted her body, taking a few steps to close the distance between her and the bed, and then naturally lowered her legs.
Immediately afterwards, Asakusa Toru resumed the interrupted gravity of the 'child' falling onto the 'mother'.
And so, Sakura Airi was pinned down on the bed.
The soft bedding sank with her weight, and the feeling of weightlessness as her body tilted made her instinctively grab Asakusa Toru's shirt. The girl's breath caught in her throat for a moment, and then the self-hypnotic words that had been repeating in her mind began to remind her again.
'You are Mom'
"Mommy, Mommy's here..." The hand that was gripping her shirt turned into a gentle caress, and her tense body relaxed slightly. The girl let Asakusa Toru's body press against hers, comforting him as if he were really his mother.
This feeling is... strange.
But surprisingly, she didn't dislike it that much; at least for the moment it pounced on her, she didn't feel the urge to escape.
... I might actually have the talent to be a mother, who knows?
For no apparent reason, this thought popped into Sakura Airi's head.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm..." Asakusa Toru responded in his arms, slightly turning his head.
Asakusa Toru hadn't forgotten why he came here.
He didn't really come here to be a son.
He came here to enjoy Sakura's mother's love!
Cough.
He was forced to have sex with Sakura under the oppression of Kushida great devil Sakura.
Given this, he certainly couldn't just be a well-behaved child, hoping that Sakura's mother would act on her own.
But before that, please allow him to take advantage of the situation a little longer.
After all, Sakura's mother truly had a broad mind.
The scent is wonderful, and the soft, heavy feeling against my head... it's amazing.
But clearly, this alone is not enough to satisfy anyone.
And so, silently, the mischievous hand began to move.
Carefully, silently, barely touching, and just about to part, Asakusa Toru began to tentatively make more contact with Sakura Airi.
Even though it was supposed to be a test, how could Sakura Airi not feel her body being touched?
With incredible sensitivity, she noticed the hand movement almost instantly.
"Ugh..." She let out a sound again, and her body trembled noticeably, but she quickly forced herself to Matsushita.
After all, how can a mother refuse her child's affection?
It was just something I stumbled upon by chance.
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry about it.
After repeatedly convincing herself of this, Sakura Airi felt she should sit up a little.
Being pinned down by a 'child'... well, that's not a very good feeling.
Although the hypnotic words echoing in her mind made her subconsciously ignore many things, occasionally, a few slightly different thoughts would still leak out from the net.
"Asakusa, Asakusa- chan, just a little bit, just a little bit, so that Mommy can sit up..." Despite referring to herself as 'Mommy,' she still appeared weak and timid.
Honestly, she makes you want to bully her.
"Hmm." Suppressing the urge to tease her that welled up inside him, Asakusa Toru 'obediently' released Sakura.
When Sakura Airi got up, she suddenly realized that in just a few minutes, large patches of sweat had inexplicably appeared on her back.
It wasn't because of fear or panic.