When I Got My Heart Broken by a Childhood Friend, I Ended Up in a Romantic Comedy With Her Mother - Chapter 23 - Slurp, Slurp

Chapter 23 – Slurp, Slurp

“Hey, isn’t that mature woman sexy?”

“Huh, where, where?”

“Ah, she’s hiding behind a parasol, I can’t see clearly~!”

…I’m glad I gave it to her as a present.

Not only does it shield her from those damn guys’ stares, but also from the ultraviolet rays.

This summer is unusually scorching.

“Haruna-san, aren’t you hot? It’s really hot.”

“I’m fine. Thanks to the parasol Ikkun gave me.”

“That’s good to hear. Oh, by the way, I found a restaurant for lunch…”

“Yes, I’m looking forward to it.”

I’m a guy too, but I might need a parasol.

With such a bright sun nearby.

Kind but, because of that, shining brighter than anyone else.

“Ah, here it is.”

“Wow, it’s a lovely restaurant.”

“Yes, let’s get inside.”

The cafe restaurant is popular among mainly female customers.

Besides us, there were also a few male customers in couples.

…Well, Haruna-san and I aren’t that kind of…couple.

People would see us as parent and child at most.

“Welcome.”

We were guided by a pleasant female waitress and took our seats.

“Please call me when you want to order.”

The waitress bowed and left the table.

“There’s a wide variety of menus. Everything looks delicious, I don’t know what to choose.”

“Yeah, there’s a lot on the menu. I heard the cold pasta here is good.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. There are several options… What would Haruna-san like?”

“Ikkun, which one do you think is good?”

“Well, let me see…”

I stared at the menu for cold pasta options…

“…How about this cold milk pasta?”

“Milk pasta, that’s unusual.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

“But it looks delicious. Alright, let’s go with that.”

“Great. Then, I’ll go with…the cold… seafood, so maybe I’ll have the vongole?”

“That sounds good. Um, to call the waiter, do I just press this button?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Beep.”

Ah, so cute~

While I was stunned by Haruna-san’s loveliness,

“Sorry to have kept you waiting, are you ready to order?”

“Yes, um… We’ll have the cold milk pasta and the cold vongole pasta, please.”

“Certainly. Right now, we have a lunchtime special set available. Would you like to try it?”

“Ah, it comes with this salad and soup, right?”

“Yes. You can choose from three types of soup: minestrone, clam chowder, or corn chowder.”

“Um, then… Clam chowder for me. What about Ikkun?”

“Uh… I’ll have the corn chowder.”

“Understood. Please wait a moment.”

The waitress bowed gracefully and walked away.

“I’m, I’m sorry. I forgot about the lunch set.”

“No, it’s okay. Thanks to Ikkun finding this wonderful place, I’m having a great time.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Ah, Haruna-san.

You truly are the most adorable and wonderful woman in the world.

“Hey, that parent and child over there seem cute, don’t they?”

“The son looks like he’s in high school, doesn’t he?”

“How nice~ My son is in his rebellious teenage years, there’s absolutely no way he’d have lunch together with me.”

I overhear the hushed voices of the group of moms.

Hah… I guess people see us as parent and child after all.

Well, that’s only natural.

I tried my best and stretched myself, but I couldn’t escort Haruna-san perfectly.

“Phew, it’s cool and pleasant.”

Flap, flap, Haruna-san flapped the chest part of her clothes, revealing her cleavage…

You see, since a while ago, I can’t stop sexually harassing Haruna-san in my head.

Even the milk pasta I mentioned earlier is almost sexual harassment.

At worst, it’s public indecency.

Hah… I’m a high school student, but I’m such a pervert.

If things continue like this, I’ll be an erotic old man who won’t be popular in the future.

Seriously, my relationship with Haruna-san for the past month is something I’ll remember for the rest of my life…

“Hey, Ikkun.”

“Ye-yes?”

“I know it’s a bit late to ask, but… Is it really okay with such an older woman like me?”

“Huh?”

“Because, you see, other couples are young men and women, right? But Ikkun and I… We probably look like a parent and child to others.”

“…Yeah, I guess. I’m just a pathetic kid.”

“No, it’s because I’m already an old lady…”

“Tha-that’s not true. Haruna-san, you look youthful, and you’d pass for someone in her twenties.”

“You always say things like that… Ikkun, you silly.”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Ah, I’m not angry… Just…please don’t get this old lady too excited.”

“Huh?”

“Ah, I mean…don’t make me too happy…”

“……”

I’m sorry, but can I say something?

Erotic… She’s so damn erotic.

That female brat can never compare to this sex appeal.

Ah, saying female brat might really get me into trouble.

But, in reality, Miho is indeed a terribly arrogant brat.

In fact, she doesn’t resemble Haruna-san at all.

Ah, maybe Miho takes after her father?

When I met Haruna-san, she was already a divorced single mother, so I don’t know what kind of person her ex-husband was.

I don’t know who initiated the divorce, but if it was her husband… her ex-husband, he must have been incredibly foolish.

It’s unimaginable to let go of such a wonderful goddess like Haruna-san.

Maybe he had this goddess and beautiful Haruna-san, but ended up getting divorced because he was unfaithful to her…

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“Wow~”

The item I ordered has arrived.

“It looks really delicious.”

“Right.”

“Please, enjoy your meal.”

I flinch in front of the stylish dishes lined up in front of me.

Haruna-san’s cooking is incredibly delicious, but it’s homely, reminiscent of a mother’s cooking.

In other words, it’s brimming with maternal warmth.

Well, even these dishes seem to overflow with a certain kind of maternal warmth…

“Well then, let’s dig in right away.”

Haruna-san delicately twirled the pasta with her fork.

The rich milk sauce clung viscously as it was brought to her mouth.

At that moment, the most inappropriate word popped into my mind.

It’s a topic far too dangerous to discuss here, so I’ll refrain from mentioning it.

But most guys out there can probably imagine what I’m talking about.

At that moment, my gaze was intensely shifting between Haruna-san’s alluring expression and her always enticing cleavage.

No, stop it. My imagination is running wild…!

“Ik~kun~? Do you want some milk too~? Not from this pasta… buuut from me♡”

STOPPPPP!!

This is why I said it’s a dangerous topic!!

“Ikkun, aren’t you eating?”

“Ah…”

I finally shifted my attention to the cold vongole pasta I had ordered.

“It looks delicious…”

“Yes. Eat it before it gets cold… Ah wait, it was cold to begin with. Oh dear, I’m so silly.”

She stuck out her tongue.

It was stained with milk.

So adorable and erotic!

Haruna-san, what’s gotten into you today!? You’re too relaxed!

You’re too relaxed, even if you have a parasol!

But this is inside a store, you can’t use a parasol here. 

Even if most of the customers are women…please be more discreet about certain things.

Every time she brings the pasta to her mouth, every time she leans forward, those objects lean forward too.

The other day in the hotel, they were much more…explicit.

This time, compared to that, I only got a glimpse of it.

But oddly enough, this is even more erotic.

Slurp, slurp.

Please forgive me for slurping down such a fancy pasta.

“Fufu, Ikkun, you silly. Were you that hungry?”

“Y-yeah…”

I didn’t look at Haruna-san’s face, just a slight glance at her cleavage. Then, I focused on slurping my pasta absentmindedly.