Hikigaya's Inner World of Spring

"I'm Suyo's mother, you know~"

Mrs. Nagasaki said with a beaming smile, her graceful figure unconsciously leaning closer to Hikigaya.

S-So close!

The scent of a mature woman practically hit him in the face.

Hikigaya immediately shifted away to create some distance. "So Mrs. Nagasaki is actually Nagasaki-san's mother… I-I didn't realize."

No wonder she looked so familiar—it was because she was Suyo's mom.

Of course.

Aside from their hair color, their faces were almost identical. The more he looked, the more he saw it—like a fully grown, matured version of Nagasaki.

"Hikigaya-kun, you're so modest. Auntie likes that~"

Mrs. Nagasaki smiled sweetly. "So you do know my Suyo, right?"

"…"

After a brief hesitation, Hikigaya nodded.

"Oh my, what luck! To think I'd actually run into you. This is… just wonderful!"

Unable to contain her joy, Mrs. Nagasaki suddenly hugged Hikigaya.

"!!"

Hikigaya's eyes went wide with shock.

W-What is this?

She smells amazing!

And her body…!?

"A-Auntie, p-please let me go…"

With his face pressed into her embrace, Hikigaya struggled hard, trying to escape this alluring abyss.

"Ah, sorry, sorry. Auntie got a little too excited."

She released him and chuckled awkwardly. "I just didn't expect my Suyo to actually have a male friend."

"Uh… friend?"

Hikigaya responded awkwardly:

"Auntie, actually, Nagasaki-san and I…"

"My Suyo dreams about you every night, Hikigaya-kun~"

Before he could finish, Mrs. Nagasaki said it with a playful smile.

"Eh? Ah—!"

"Hehe, this is the first time I've ever seen her care so much about a boy."

Mrs. Nagasaki chuckled warmly. "You can tell she's really taken with you, Hikigaya-kun~"

"Nagasaki-san, she's just…"

Hearing all this, Hikigaya felt a sinking sensation in his chest. A very bad premonition was surfacing.

"Hehe, I think my little Suyo is ready to fall in love."

Mrs. Nagasaki said it cheerfully and without the slightest hint of restraint.

"Don't you think so, Hikigaya-kun~?"

"???"

Hikigaya stared at her, utterly dumbfounded.

"F-Fall in love?! No no no, Mrs. Nagasaki, Nagasaki-san isn't thinking anything like that, you're misunderstanding!"

"A misunderstanding?"

Mrs. Nagasaki blinked. "Hikigaya-kun, you must be joking. If a girl dreams about a boy at night, how could that not mean she has certain feelings?"

"T-That's not it."

Hikigaya hurriedly tried to explain.

"Nagasaki-san just wants to… uh…"

"Wants to what?"

"I-I mean, we really aren't anything like what you're imagining."

Hikigaya had originally planned to say she just wanted another girl's contact info—but with the way this auntie was acting, there was no way she'd believe that.

"And besides… Mrs. Nagasaki, I already have a girlfriend…"

Hikigaya finally played his trump card—Yukinoshita.

"You have a girlfriend? Emmm… so what?"

Mrs. Nagasaki shook her head with a smile. "Plenty of couples date and still end up breaking up, don't they~?"

"Eh?"

But—but Hikigaya and Yukinoshita are true love!

He would never break up with her!

"Hikigaya-kun, won't you consider my Suyo instead?"

Mrs. Nagasaki leaned in closer, clearly very interested.

To be valued by someone as discerning as her best friend's daughter-in-law-to-be, this boy had to be top-tier. So why hold back? Might as well steal him for her own daughter.

Not to mention… she herself was quite fond of him too. Something about this boy just felt right. He was… fragrant? Huh?

It was weird, but Mrs. Nagasaki truly sensed a strange, pleasant scent from Hikigaya—one that somehow made women want to keep sniffing. Addictive, even.

"Hikigaya-kun, my Suyo's a real beauty too—great figure, and she's the one chasing after you~"

"M-Mrs. Nagasaki, this really isn't right. I already have a girlfriend, and besides… Auntie, you're—you're getting way too close. Your body is…"

Somehow, without realizing, Mrs. Nagasaki had pressed herself right up against Hikigaya. But the moment she caught sight of his flushed, bashful expression, she quickly snapped back to reality.

"Ack, sorry! Auntie lost herself for a moment."

"N-No problem…"

Hikigaya exhaled in relief.

You really can't underestimate mature women when they get assertive. It's terrifying.

"Hiss… tch, oh no…"

After pulling away, Mrs. Nagasaki's expression subtly shifted. She bit her lip, looking… a little strange.

"Mrs. Nagasaki? Is something wrong?"

"N-No, not at all."

She shook her head and smiled again. "Shall we get back to talking about my daughter… cough cough…?"

"Uh…"

Seeing her acting all flustered, Hikigaya hesitated, his gaze unintentionally drifting to her thighs.

He saw the gorgeous woman tightly pressing her legs together, body slightly tense.

Wait a sec!

This posture…

It hit him.

He knew this scene well.

Earlier, Mrs. Yukinoshita had done something very similar right before she got up and went to the bathroom.

Weird.

Why do these aunties both suddenly feel the urge to go to the bathroom after sitting next to him?

Coincidence, maybe?

"Auntie, do you need to… um… use the restroom?"

Hikigaya asked.

"Eh?"

Mrs. Nagasaki's face turned red, but she quickly composed herself. "Auntie doesn't need the restroom, thank you. But Hikigaya-kun, my daughter… what do you think of her…?"

Mrs. Nagasaki continued to lean closer and closer, clearly trying to corner him. After all, she was a powerful career woman in her everyday life—being aggressive came naturally.

But right then, a sharp, irritated voice rang out from nearby.

"Nagasaki Suri, just what do you think you're doing to my Hikigaya-kun?!"

Nagasaki Suri—that was Mrs. Nagasaki's full name.

And in that moment, a furious Mrs. Yukinoshita returned from the bathroom, striding straight toward them like a storm.

Good grief. Her beloved son-in-law had nearly been stolen away by this vixen of a friend.