The Most Beautiful Girl in School Has Become a Mother - Chapter 65

After finishing the noisy bath with the three of us (mainly me), we prepared for bed.

Coming out of the bath was exciting in its own way.

The most beautiful girl in that school, Imiya Miori, was in her pajamas, with her long black hair wrapped in a bath towel. She was drying Shuri’s hair in that state. Just that alone was enough to be moving in various ways, or something like that.

Shuri is having her hair dried by Miori as she looks happy just from that and shows a cheerful smile.

Once Shuri’s hair was dry, it was my turn. I thought I would be the last since my hair is the shortest, but I was handed the hairdryer and told, “I take a long time, so please dry Isaki-kun’s hair first.”

Somehow, that kind of exchange felt familial and warmed my heart. It’s the first time I’ve had such an exchange with someone since my mother passed away.

That said, my hair takes less than five minutes to dry. After quickly drying my hair, I handed the hairdryer to Miori, who smiled and said, “Thank you,” before removing the towel from her head.

Perhaps because they are damp, her usually demure black hair looks strangely sensual, and I can’t help but be captivated by it.

“…Don’t look at me too much. It’s embarrassing.”

“I-I’m s-sorry.”

When I stared intently, I got scolded.

Shuri was dozing off next to Miori, watching her dry her hair.

“Isaki-kun, it seems like Shuri-chan has reached her limit.”

“Ah. I’ll go set up the futon.”

As expected, even Shuri must be tired today from making up with me and playing with Miori all day. She falls into sleep mode much earlier than usual. Normally, she would only start to doze off after going upstairs and having a story read to her.

“When you’re done, come upstairs. I’ll turn off the lights and stuff later.”

“Yeah, thanks.”

After exchanging conversations like a married couple, I laid out a single futon in Shuri’s room on the second floor.

Of course, it’s for Miori and Shuri. Those two will probably sleep together, and I’ll be sleeping in my own room for the first time in a while.

How long has it been? It feels like the first time since I entered high school.

After about ten minutes, Miori finished drying her hair, and the two of us came up the stairs.

“Was one futon enough? If it was cramped, I could bring out another one.”

“It’s okay. We’re sleeping in the same futon today, right?”

When Miori asks the dozing Shuri, she replies with a “Hmm.”

She seems quite fluffy and is likely to fall asleep right away.

“Then, good night──”

When I said that and tried to leave the room, Shuri tightly pulled my hand.

“Dad is coming too.”

“Huh? Me too?”

“Yeah…”

“I-isn’t that a bit problematic…?”

When I glanced at Miori, her face was bright red. She looked extremely troubled.

That’s true.

After just having a shameful play with a male classmate in the bath (though I feel like I was the one being shamed), we are now going to sleep together. She had gotten permission for the sleepover, but she probably wasn’t prepared for this much.

“Shuri, that’s not good for various reasons. Mom is also troubled by it.”

This feels a bit inappropriate for teenagers. Well, the bath also seems quite inappropriate.

“I don’t want to… I want to be with Dad too…”

Shuri’s eyes are teary.

When I looked at Miori with a troubled expression, she chuckled softly.

“Sure. I’ll be fine, so how about we all sleep together?”

“Yeah, but come on, you don’t like it either, right?”

“It’s okay. It’s embarrassing, but I thought wearing clothes was better than taking a bath.”

“I see.”

It seems that Mom has developed a strange immunity in the bath.

Moreover, she continued after prefacing it with that.

“Since I can’t come over that often… I thought maybe this time, I could grant Shuri-chan’s request.”

Mom said that, smiling as she patted Shuri’s head.

That figure looked just like a real mother.

Perhaps──just like during bath time, Miori herself might have longed to sleep together with her family like this.

“Alright, understood. Shall we sleep together tonight?”

“Yay!”

Shuri raised both hands in joy.

If she is that happy, then Miori must be truly satisfied.

“With Dad and Mom, all three of us together!”

“Huh?”

It seems that Shuri desires to sleep closely together with three people under one blanket.

I feel like there are various issues, but if Shuri is in the middle, it might just barely be safe. No, I really don’t know what’s safe and what’s not anymore.

Shuri rolled over and lay down right in the middle of the futon.

“Um… well then, I’ll take this side.”

“Yeah… I’m over here.”

Miori and I, our faces flushed, made such a trivial agreement and lay down next to Shuri.

Even though I shouldn’t have any guilty feelings, my heart races uncontrollably.

After I changed the light switch to a night light with the remote, the three of us lay down on one futon.

I don’t remember it clearly, but I have memories of sleeping like this with my parents when I was younger.

And in the future, will Shuri remember this day somewhere? I hope she does. It’s been a long time since I’ve spent such a family-like moment.

“Mom!”

Shuri clung to her mother, Miori, as if seeking comfort. Although small, the beautifully shaped curves enveloped Shuri’s face.

A bit, no, quite envious. Seeing the bra strap peeking from her shoulder, it seemed she wasn’t going braless after all. That’s the only slight disappointment.

“Okay, let’s sleep together.”

Miori gently stroked Shuri’s head, a gentle smile on her face.

“Tomorrow, Dad and Mom’s friends are coming over. What should we do to have fun?”

“Hide and seek, playing cards, and so much more! Let’s play a lot!”

“Yeah, I’m sure everyone will play with you.”

“I’m looking forward to it!”

In their conversation, I close my eyes and listen intently.

What a happy time this is. I couldn’t help but wish that such moments would last a lifetime.

“Then, we should go to bed now so we can play a lot tomorrow.”

Miori chuckled softly and stroked Shuri’s cheek with her finger.

“Good night, Shuri-chan.”

“Um… good, night…”

Slowly, Shuri falls into a deep sleep.

Miori had been gently stroking Shuri’s head the whole time.