episode_0079

“Future, I told you not to roll up your stockings and throw them away!”

“I’ll do the laundry. Mom told me to just turn on the washing machine.”

A mother and daughter’s weekend morning starts like this.

Haru, who can’t stand even the slightest delay and starts doing housework, and Mirae, who gets out of bed slowly, saying she doesn’t understand her mother.

Family and lovers were completely different realms, so even if they went beyond lovers and became family, it was ultimately not a mother-daughter relationship.

“I said I would do it this weekend.”

“It’s just something that people do when they feel like it.”

One day, I was washing my future stockings while wearing only a t-shirt.

Place the stocking in water with a drop of vinegar and shake it around.

The first day Mirae wore stockings, she washed them in the washing machine and suffered a disaster, so she looked for a different method.

“I’ll do it.”

Mirae crouched down next to Haru and pulled the laundry basket toward her.

“Umm… Then, may I ask you a favor?”

Haru, whose posture became awkward due to the future suddenly barging in, straightened his knees and took a step back.

Mirae was left alone in the laundry room.

She put her stockings aside and emptied her underwear into the laundry basket.

The clothes went into the washing machine, and the only laundry left was underwear that had to be hand washed.

Mirae paused for a moment, picking up a pair of modestly sized, plain white panties.

Small… .

I’ve seen my mother naked or in her underwear countless times, but seeing just her underwear always brings back special memories.

A small sense of guilt and a strange excitement spreading from there.

That would be the case, because it has the strongest scent of my mother’s body… … .

Wheeee …

Mirae, who was staring at her panties as if possessed by something, put them down when she heard the sound of a vacuum cleaner coming from the living room.

“Mom, leave the cleaning alone.”

There was no answer. Perhaps it was buried in the sound of the vacuum cleaner.

“Big, ahem. Mom!”

Mirae cleared her throat and called her mother again.

At the same time, the sound of a vacuum cleaner stopping suddenly.

“Boo, did you call?”

One day, he leaned the vacuum cleaner against the wall and ran to the laundry room. It was because he was a little annoyed by Mirae’s voice. It was just that his voice had become sharp because he was talking so loudly.

“Take some rest on the weekend.”

“Oh, no. I have nothing to do anyway.”

One day, he answered like that and gazed into the future.

Mirae is squatting in the laundry room, washing her underwear.

Because Mirae had been helping with housework up until now, she was getting good at doing laundry.

But that doesn’t mean it’s good. Rather, I felt sorry for Mirae, who was sitting on a small bath chair in the laundry room and doing her laundry by hand.

“Future… Is it okay to do laundry?”

If I lived at the chairman’s house, I wouldn’t have had to do laundry or anything like that.

Not only laundry, but breakfast would have been much more elegant and better-made, and I wouldn’t have had to worry about other household chores as much as I do now.

Even at this very moment, time is passing. If I had been with the Chairman, I could have made the precious time my own.

However, since Mirae knew Haru’s thoughts better than anyone else, she was able to deal with them skillfully.

“Are you angry…?”

Mirae, who had stopped fiddling with Haru’s panties, turned her head slightly and glanced at Haru’s gloomy face.

I can’t look at my mom straight in the eye. My guilt has grown to a level that is incomparable to before.

“Sorry… … .”

One day, he bowed his head and stepped back.

Something feels off… .

As I was pacing around the living room with a frown on my face, I remembered the conversation I had with the lady a while ago.

I would definitely be happier with the gratitude than the apology.

One day, I ran to the laundry room again and stuck my head through the crack in the door.

“Mi, the future.”

“… Why do you keep coming? Hurry up and go to bed and lie down.”

It seems like my hands stopped… .

Mirae, who flinched and suddenly started moving busily, as if she had been caught doing something else during class.

Well, what if you do something else while doing laundry?

“That’s…thank you… .”

Expressing gratitude to family is never easy. People tend to become dull when the same routine is repeated, and it is embarrassing to give new meaning to dull routines.

“Yeah, thank you… . Always.”

I was so embarrassed that I could see my complexion without even looking in the mirror, but I felt relieved after saying it.

“Are you trying to seduce me from the morning?”

As Haru’s face turned bright red and he just kept licking his lips, a deep smile appeared on Mirae’s lips.

“What’s the temptation, do the laundry!”

Give me back my gratitude… .

As Haru turned around with a grumpy expression and muttered something, Mirae stopped her hand and whispered softly.

“Me too…Thank you….”

Towering.

The steps of the day stop.

“What? I can’t hear you very well?”

Haru quickly became arrogant and suddenly stuck his head out toward the laundry room.

“So, go to bed quickly and lie down. I’ll be there soon.”

Mirae waved her hand at Haru and began to wash her underwear with great enthusiasm.

The two are enjoying their daily lives these days.

Although it’s hard to define our current relationship, it’s much better now than in the past when things were always tense like a lit fuse.

But there was a faint shadow over the faces of Haru and Mirae, who were looking in different directions.

Because both of them knew that this routine was leading to acting.

* * *

“Future, you worked hard!”

After all the housework that had piled up was done, I smiled brightly and rubbed Mirae’s shoulders.

“Then I should give you a reward.”

“Huh, huh?”

Then suddenly.

I was lifted up in an instant as both hands that had been placed on my shoulders were grabbed at the same time.

The face of the future flashed before my eyes as my vision turned upside down, and the future carefully placed my body on its lap.

What, what happened?

I was rubbing Mirae’s shoulders behind the sofa, and when I opened my eyes, all I could see was Mirae’s face.

“Can I take the award?”

“Uh, huh?”

I was lying there in a miserable state with my future thighs cut off, and I answered absentmindedly, barely able to pull down my t-shirt that had rolled up.

Chuuut─

Perhaps he took that as permission, and soon my lips were pressed against his warm, dry lips.

The future’s hair is falling down, making the surroundings dark. The nape of my neck and collarbone are ticklish, and most of all, I can’t see my face, so all sensations are focused on my lips.

“Muuu… Phha… !”

As he patted Mirai’s side, saying that he was out of breath, her lips that had been parted slowly fell apart.

The faint smell of strawberry jam lingers in my mouth. It’s because I spread strawberry jam on the toast I ate for breakfast. The same smell will probably remain in my mouth in the future.

“… Can I do it one more time?”

“I never allowed it in the first place.”

It feels good that we both have the same scent…

I had that thought for a moment, then I was startled and lifted my head off Future’s thigh and walked towards the front door.

“Let’s go eat lunch at Hannayeon’s. I want to finish playing games too.”

It’s almost 12 o’clock, so I guess I’ll go to Hannayeon’s and order some delivery.

Swaaa …

That won’t work.

The rain was too heavy to order delivery. If I ordered delivery in this weather, I would definitely get a lot of hate. Of course, I would do it out of my sight.

“… Didn’t you have an appointment with Tachibana?”

Mirae followed me up and suddenly asked with a serious expression.

“Promise? Canceled?”

“How did you cancel… by email?”

The expression on the future’s face is becoming increasingly hardened.

So I became anxious and my head started to spin.

“Of course, with CocoaTalk… .”

“What time was the appointment?”

“11 o’clock… .”

Mirae, who had been continuing the conversation in a firm voice, let out a faint sigh and quickly handed the umbrella to me.

“Go quickly. He’ll probably be waiting. It’s Tachibana, after all… .”

“Why, why are you doing that?”

“Tachibana, you don’t have a phone right now.”

Tachibana doesn’t have a cell phone?

As I groaned and searched my mind, hazy memories emerged as if shrouded in fog.

The cell phone I saw while sleeping. It had so many scratches on it that the screen couldn’t be seen… .

“Seo, no way… .”

I muttered that under my breath, but before I knew it, my hand was already holding my cell phone.

Come to think of it, I didn’t even get a reply. As expected, not a single phone call came to me, and the CocoaTalk message I sent to Tachibana wasn’t deleted either.

But there’s no way I would have waited an hour in this weather… .

“Well, I’ll go anyway. Could you call a taxi for me in front of the alley?”

“Okay. Be careful not to fall.”

Expectations are just expectations. You could go to a cafe near the station and wait, or maybe the butler you saw last time will be there too.

Tachibana said that he didn’t want to invite anyone else on the date, and that he would go to Ishita Station alone without anyone else.

“Okay, I’ll be back.”

The feeling of anxiety doesn’t go away.

“Wear this and go.”

The moment I bit my lips and opened the door, Mirae took off the cardigan she was wearing and put it on me.

Even though I said it was a cardigan I was wearing, it was still my cardigan after all.

“Thank you. Oh, don’t eat lunch alone, go eat at Hannayeon’s!”

“Okay… .”

As I went outside, a fierce wind greeted me, making me think it might be a typhoon.

I had to move my umbrella in the direction of the wind as much as possible to avoid it flipping over, let alone blocking the rain, so by the time I passed through the alley and arrived at the taxi, my clothes were almost completely soaked.

“Please go to Exit 1 of East Station!”

The previous passenger must have been soaking wet too, as there was a towel spread out on the taxi seat.

The taxi ran through the rain and, because the road was quiet, it arrived at Istiti Station in no time.

The square in front of Exit 1 of East Station.

There were only a few people walking leisurely with a sense of resignation, and no one seemed to have stopped and waited.

Well, in this kind of weather, there’s no way I’d want to wait… .

Even though I was thinking that way, I was loitering around the square and looking around.

A fountain that was almost overflowing. The place where I had promised to meet Tachibana.

As I put away my umbrella, which I had tilted forward as if it would flip over at any moment, I noticed a white-haired girl standing in front of the statue of the Blue Dragon.

In one hand, an umbrella with a horribly broken frame, and in the other, the hem of a black skirt.

Although they were holding different things, both hands were trembling pitifully.

“Tachibana… .”

A girl standing motionless with her red eyes cast down.

He passed the people who were glancing at the girl and put an umbrella over the girl’s head as she stood there, soaking wet and miserable.

“Why… were you waiting? What on earth were you thinking… ?”

It’s clearly my fault.

But, out of an overwhelming sense of guilt, I ended up blaming Tachibana, who did nothing wrong.

“One day, unnie… I miss you… . Do you think the same?”

Her lips, blue from the cold, rise in a graceful curve.

The raindrops on her long eyelashes flowed like tears, and her flowing hair was so wet that it did not move no matter how much the wind blew.

“I’m sorry, Tachibana… I… forgot that my phone was broken… I should have just gone to a nearby store and gone in… .”

I threw away my umbrella and hugged Tachibana.

Now, it didn’t matter how much rain it got. I just wanted to share some warmth with Tachibana, who was shivering from the cold.

“Then my sister and I might have different paths.”

Tachibana’s hand caressed the area around my shoulder blade.

“I believed that my sister would definitely come. And she actually came.”

Even though the rain was so loud that it drowned out the noise of the city, Tachibana’s voice was clearly audible.

“So, I’ve had enough of feeling sorry… .”

Tachibana whispered like that and took a step away from me.

“Ah, time is passing so quickly! Let’s go anywhere! ”

Then he grabbed my wrist and shouted in a bright voice.

“In this state…?”

But now we are like wet rats. We probably won’t be welcomed anywhere we go.

No, not only will you not be welcomed, you will definitely be kicked out.

“Okay, there’s a good place.”

Tachibana provided the perfect answer to those concerns.

Where the slender finger is pointing.

A place that stands tall and shows off its splendid appearance under the gray sky that cries sadly, beyond the thick and dense raindrops.

‘The Grand Hotel Easty’.

The luxurious letters written above the entrance somehow felt threatening to me.