"That's right, just stay. Mom always cleans the guest room; it's very clean," Yutaka also said, feeling a bit embarrassed.
After all, he was injured and hadn't really played with Su Ze or properly thanked him.
"Is that so? Alright then, I'll let my family know," Su Ze hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
"That's great! I'll go wash up now. You play with Yutaka," Miyuki Yamashita clapped her hands together, her face beaming with a happy smile.
Yutaka had few friends, and she wanted him to make more.
"How could I? I've already been a great bother. Please let me help too, or my conscience won't rest easy," Su Ze said, helping to clear the dishes.
Ze Jun is truly a good child…
Miyuki Yamashita felt her maternal love almost overflowing and quickly tried to stop Su Ze, but she was ultimately defeated by Su Ze's firm attitude.
Miyuki Yamashita and Su Ze went into the kitchen together. She turned back to Yutaka and said, "Yutaka, you can go to bed now. I'll take good care of Ze Jun here."
"Okay," Yutaka nodded, indeed feeling tired.
Everyone in Japan takes baths, and the bathroom would be crowded at night, so he had to quickly wash up and make space for his mother and Su Ze.
"Miss Miyuki, are you usually home alone?" Su Ze asked with a smile while washing dishes.
"That's right," Miyuki said, blushing. "Why are you suddenly calling me Miss Miyuki?"
"Because I think Auntie looks very young," Su Ze praised generously.
As they washed dishes together, their skin would occasionally brush. Then Su Ze suddenly said something like that, and Miyuki wished she could find a place to hide.
"Ze Jun, don't joke around," Miyuki Yamashita feigned a little anger.
But her demeanor was too gentle, like a girl who had never been angry in her life. Even her pretense wasn't convincing.
Su Ze was suddenly captivated by her shy appearance. He stared for a moment, then suddenly leaned in and kissed her.
Just one kiss.
And on the cheek.
Miyuki Yamashita was startled and hadn't yet recovered when she heard Su Ze's apologetic voice.
"Sorry, sorry. Because I haven't been with my mother since I was little, I have absolutely no resistance to someone as gentle as Miss Miyuki." Su Ze had transmigrated and become six years old, so his parents were naturally not around, making his statement not a lie.
Hearing Su Ze's explanation, Miyuki Yamashita's expression softened, and she gently shook her head: "It's okay. If you don't mind, you can just treat me as your mother from now on."
Su Ze felt Miyuki was saying something suggestive but had no proof, so he said, "Mother?"
He actually called her that? Miyuki Yamashita was stunned, then shyly replied, "Yes."
"That would still be too disrespectful," Su Ze smiled, then changed the subject, asking, "Is it usually Miss Miyuki who takes care of Yutaka?"
Su Ze didn't continue to call her mother, and Miyuki Yamashita suddenly felt a little disappointed. She replied, "That's right. Yutaka's father is often away on business."
"I see. Auntie, you've worked hard all this time. I'll thank you on Yutaka's behalf," Su Ze said sincerely.
And what seemed sincere but was actually shameless words, heard by Miyuki Yamashita, felt like a warm current flowing into her heart, almost bringing tears to her eyes.
As a housewife, she had almost never received recognition from her husband, and even her obedient son had never said thank you.
"No, I should be thanking you. Today, with Yutaka's situation, I'm so grateful for your help, Ze Jun," Miyuki Yamashita brushed her hair back, using the opportunity to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
What kind of heartless woman could abandon such a good child like Su Ze?
She felt puzzled and heartbroken.
But it wasn't appropriate to ask about such things. All she could do was treat Su Ze well from now on, hoping to fill the void of maternal love in this child.
"I'll give Auntie a massage later," Su Ze said.
"Massage?" Miyuki Yamashita blinked adorably.
"That's right, I've studied it specifically! No refusing. Auntie said she'd be my mother, so let me do my filial duty too," Su Ze said assertively yet humorously.
"Then… alright," Miyuki Yamashita replied with a smile.
She rubbed her shoulders, indeed feeling a bit sore.
After washing the dishes, Miyuki Yamashita led Su Ze to the guest room, then turned and left.
Su Ze sat on the bed, surveying the furnishings around him.
It was very clean, and there was a scent of oranges in the air.
As expected of a room regularly tended by a virtuous wife.
Just then, Miyuki Yamashita pushed the door open, a tray full of fruit in her hands.
"Ze Jun, have some fruit," Miyuki Yamashita said with a smile.
Su Ze nodded, taking the tray first and placing it on the bedside table. He smiled and said, "Let's begin, the massage."
"Oh, okay. Ze Jun, do you need anything prepared?" Miyuki Yamashita paused, then smiled as she reacted.
"No, let's start with the shoulders. Just sit on the bed, Madam," Su Ze rubbed his wrists, looking ready to show off his skills.
"Hehe," Miyuki Yamashita covered her mouth and chuckled softly, sitting on the edge of the bed as instructed.
[Yes/No to exchange skill · Massage]
[Massage: Relieves fatigue through technique, stimulates the production of endocrine, endorphins, and dopamine]
[Requires 280 Desire Points]
Su Ze didn't know how to massage; he could only create the skill on the spot.
300 Desire Points were deducted.
Knowledge about massage immediately flooded Su Ze's mind.
Su Ze's palms pressed onto Miyuki Yamashita, and as if guided by muscle memory, he slowly began to knead.
Afterward, he felt that LV1 massage was not enough, so he spent another 350 and 450 Desire Points to raise his massage skill to LV3.
Anyway, he would earn it all back from Miyuki Yamashita.
"Is the pressure alright, Aunt Miyuki?" Su Ze asked.
"Ze Jun's technique is very comfortable," Miyuki Yamashita replied, her translucent ears flushed as they were warmed by the young man's breath from behind her, causing her heart to pound uncontrollably.
"Thank you for the compliment, next is your back."
Miyuki Yamashita lay down, her body rising and falling like mountains, her graceful curves breathtaking.
"Aunt Miyuki's shoulders need some stretching."
"Aunt Miyuki's flexibility is truly excellent."
"Let's relax your thighs as well."