Chapter 27: Mom's Turn Begins - Son's Coming to the Company? Gotta Prepare the Ultimate Welcome!
"Hee hee hee hee hee~♬ Hmm, hee hee hee hee, ah haht♥"
No matter how positive the change, when someone who never acted this way suddenly starts behaving strangely, it's only natural for tension to rise. The employees at Songha Publishing were exchanging wary glances, shrinking back from their editor-in-chief's utterly unfamiliar demeanor.
The only one oblivious to how her cheerful humming was weirding out the entire office was Yu-ran herself. Her subordinates couldn't hide their chills at the sight of her—someone who never tolerated slacking during work hours—constantly checking her reflection and fussing with her clothes.
'Work is work when it's time to work.' She lived by that ironclad rule, so this bizarre behavior left everyone feeling not just out of place, but something downright inexplicable.
"What's up with the chief editor? I swear I've never seen her smile before. It's always poker face or scowling, but what's with her today?"
"Beats me. She's even dressed a bit skimpier than usual. Think she finally got a boyfriend?"
"I heard she has a jobless son over 20. At this point? Hmm... nah, her kids are at that age where they're flying the nest, so maybe it's perfect timing?"
Such speculations buzzed endlessly. But no one dared ask Yu-ran directly. Why? Because she was terrifying.
Yu-ran was a charismatic, emperor-like leader. With her exceptional skills, meticulousness, and icy composure, every single employee had been scolded by her at least once—and no one had the guts to stand up to her. Not with her superior talent and position.
But the mystery soon resolved itself when Yu-ran's phone rang.
"Yes, hello, my son~♥ On your way? Mmm~ Good, good. Thank goodness. You came all the way to Mommy's office by yourself—our boy really has grown up, huh? What? Even little kids could do that? Aww, shush~ To Mommy, you're always her precious, adorable baby, no matter how big you get."
Her voice dripped with honey over the phone, cooing like she was soothing a child—or overflowing with affection for a lover. The employees knew she had one son: a 20-year-old NEET. Was there another? Maybe. Praising a grown-ass adult for finding his way seemed less realistic anyway.
"Mommy was so surprised, you know? I never dreamed my son would want to visit my workplace. You said it'd be good to check out a company for future job hunting, right? Just knowing you have that mindset makes me feel so rewarded. Honestly, I'd love to keep you from ever getting a job so Mommy can support you forever... Mmm, okay, okay. Your wish comes first, always. Got it. Mommy's got everything 'prepared' just right, so come on over, look around, have fun, and relax. Okay? Hee hee hee, yes, yes. Mommy loves you too? Mmm... mwah♥"
She even mimed an exaggerated kiss into the phone. The employees stared like they'd seen a ghost.
Yu-ran hung up, instantly reverting to her usual cold poker face. She fiddled with her computer briefly, then shot up from her seat and scanned the office. Her intentions were inscrutable.
The staff held their breath, watching her every move. Then, in a voice not loud, but clear enough for everyone to hear, she spoke.
"Sorry to interrupt your work, everyone. But I have something important to announce, so please stop what you're doing and pay attention."
Hands lifted from keyboards in unison. Truth be told, they'd been too flustered by her transformation to focus anyway—their minds were already elsewhere.
Confirming all eyes on her, Yu-ran got to the point.
"My son is on his way here right now. To tour his mommy's workplace."
Eyes darted around the room. The chief's son, coming to the office? Why? A tour? It wasn't some official career day thing. What reason did the son of an editor-in-chief have to come all the way here?
Yu-ran was infamous for strictly separating work and personal life. This left everyone even more baffled.
Ignoring—or pretending to ignore—their confusion, she continued.
"You all know there's a 'special welcome method' for when the editor-in-chief's son visits the company, right?"
'Special welcome method.'
Silence fell. Then, one by one:
"Of course. We know."
"Never done it myself, but we learned it in training. It's just common sense."
They said it like it was the most natural thing in the world. Yu-ran nodded.
"Good. Then let's all prepare. Male employees, step out for a bit. Female employees, get ready with me. My son is kind, loving, and oh-so-manly, so he'd overlook minor slip-ups. But we can't take that leniency for granted. Let's show him the pride of Songha Publishing. Understood?"
"Yes!"
Their eyes burned with newfound zeal, as if all prior doubts and fears had been deleted.
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Knock knock.
"Mom, it's me. Can I come in?"
"Yes~♥ Mommy'll get the door herself. One sec?"
Yu-ran cooed sweetly to her son, then shot a determined glare at the female staff. No mistakes allowed, no matter what.
The women swallowed hard, tension thick in the air.
The door flew open.
Yu-ran hurled herself at her beloved son standing outside, wrapping him in a tight embrace against his firm chest. She rose on tiptoes, pressing her lips to his in a deep, ripening kiss.
"Mmm, slurrrp♥ Haaah, smack!Mmmwaaah♥"
It was far too intense for a mother-son kiss. Tongues swirled like liquid silver, invading mouths and endlessly swapping hot saliva. In that brief, ecstatic moment, Yu-ran felt her heart might burst with bliss.
Oppa seemed briefly startled by her sudden assault but quickly matched her rhythm, savoring it with practiced ease. His composure evoked not a son, but an older boyfriend indulging his cute girlfriend.
"Mmm... haa! Ahh, Mom, seriously... jumping me for a kiss the second the door opens. That pent-up, huh?"
"Nngh~♥ But I missed you so much. The moment I saw your face, Mommy's inner bitch took over—what can I do?"
Yu-ran tossed aside all charisma and dignity, her voice sticky-sweet as she draped her arms around his neck. Oppa patted her cheek fondly, like she was adorable.
"Aww, we had such a sloppy kiss just yesterday morning, and you're still thirsty? Whoa, check out these nips—perky enough to spot right through your blouse."
"Ahng♡"
Oppa poked her nipples with his index finger. No technique, just casual prodding like inspecting a curious bug—but to Yu-ran, even that was pure joy.
"How are you supposed to get any work done like this? You're not sneaking off to jerk it in the bathroom all day, are you?"
"Oh, come on~ As if. What kind of mom do you think I am? My nips are just hard 'cause I'm ovulating from excitement over you coming. Not like this normally~"
She playfully patted his shoulder. Sure, the "jerking off all day" bit was an exaggeration—but her secret habit of locking herself in the restroom during breaks to rub one out to his photos? That stayed hidden.
"Heh, yeah, yeah, I get it. Anyway, today's the perfect chance to warp Mom's workplace into a total nuthouse where you can openly masturbate. I've already kicked things off a bit."
"....? What're you talking about? Mommy has no idea. Some young folks' slang?"
Yu-ran tilted her head, clueless. But Oppa waved it off like no big deal, so it must've been nothing.
"Whatever. Did you 'prepare' properly, Mom?"
"Oh? Of course~ Not just as your mom, but as this office's editor-in-chief, I couldn't half-ass it. Come on in. You're an official guest here... so you deserve the proper treatment."
She led him inside.
A path appeared before them, formed by rows of pristine white asses.
"Welcome, young master! We hope you enjoy your visit!"
"Whoa! This company's got the guest welcome down pat!"