Chapter 167
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 167
Chapter Title: Haircut Commotion (2)
After I got my hair cut and Ayaka Mom arrived, about thirty minutes had passed.
During that time, I had to...
"Puuu-"
"Mom, staring like that won't make my hair grow back."
Endure Ayaka Mom's piercing gaze.
Honestly, I felt wronged.
I wasn't the one who suggested cutting it first, and it was my hair anyway—shouldn't I be able to do what I want with it?
So I boldly met Ayaka Mom's eyes...
'No, I can't do that.'
...or rather, I couldn't. I just stared at her all hunched over.
She was the one who usually treated my hair with the most care, after all. I couldn't help but feel a huge sense of loss because of that.
Anyway, while feeling Ayaka Mom's prickling stare, we ate for a bit.
─Sting!
I suddenly felt pain in my foot and looked down in surprise. Ayaka Mom's foot was pinching mine.
I stared at her in disbelief—she was sitting across from me (Momiji sat next to me after she arrived)—and Ayaka Mom just smiled.
No, she actually said something.
'Lip-sync?'
Her lips moved just a little.
I used the ventriloquism I'd learned in the military (don't ask why) to guess what Ayaka Mom was saying.
'Yoru ni, heya ni iku?'
Come to my room at night?
'No. Why?'
And that was enough to fluster me.
You might think what's so special about coming to my room at night, but it was a signal.
A signal that she wanted to have sex.
If you're wondering what kind of signal it is, it was our way of doing it at home without getting caught.
Thanks to this signal, Ayaka Mom and I had managed to have sex a few times in the house after we started our relationship.
The problem was why she was sending it now.
We only used this signal when Yuka Mom or Momiji weren't home.
But right now, with the blizzard trapping everyone inside, why send it in this situation?
I looked at Ayaka Mom with eyes full of confusion, and she just smiled softly in response.
Anyone else might have seen that smile as tender and loving, but after living together for years (memories included), I knew better.
It meant if I asked any more, she wouldn't forgive me.
So I had no choice but to nod along.
After what felt like an eternally long mealtime finally ended, we watched TV for a bit before starting baths one by one.
The order was me, Momiji, Ayaka Mom, Yuka Mom.
Me and Momiji went first so the kids could bathe early, leaving the adults to take their time.
I went into the bath, roughly scrubbed the guys' standard spots, and came right back out.
It wasn't a secret that with my hair cut short, my bathing time had been cut in half.
Truth be told, I wanted to soak in the tub and relax, but since I'm a guy, someone might not want to get in after me, so I hurried.
It was my own little act of consideration.
I'm not the type who enjoys baths anyway.
Momiji looked at me in surprise after I'd come out in under ten minutes.
"You bathed super quick."
"Short hair makes it dry faster."
"Ah, got it."
"Oh, I didn't get in the tub."
"Yeah, I figured."
With that, Momiji headed into the bathroom.
I watched her go, then dried my hair with the towel around my neck.
A moment later, my hair was naturally dry.
Short hair really was godlike—invincible.
Satisfied with how quickly it dried, I headed to my room.
There wasn't much point sticking around the living room; I'd just end up watching TV.
Plus, I didn't know when Ayaka Mom might come upstairs.
Once upstairs, I pulled out a notebook for the first time in a while.
Ero Villain strategy guide again?
Nope. Surprisingly, it was a study notebook.
Why a study notebook?
I'm a student—I should study, right?
But weren't you planning to get rich with Bitcoin?
I was, but what if that flops? I need backup plans.
It's best to build up credentials so I have as many options as possible.
Who knows? Maybe studying like this will get me into a good college.
'Well, I'm at middle school level now. Once I build up more knowledge later, who knows.'
That's what I was thinking as I studied alone.
"Takuya! Studying by yourself again!"
Momiji burst in with wet hair, apparently done bathing. I welcomed her and handed back the notebook she'd left with me.
It was the same study notebook as mine, by the way.
That's right—I was studying with Momiji right now.
The reason we're studying together is that Momiji never got a proper education at home, so her grades were rock bottom.
But her brain isn't completely rigid; she absorbs the problems I teach her in a flash, and she's already caught up to upper elementary school level.
Isn't that too slow for other kids?
I've only been here a year—no, almost half a year now. This is impressive.
Anyway, after studying with Momiji for who knows how long...
The clock struck 10 p.m., so we decided to call it a night.
We'd covered today's progress, and it was about time for what Ayaka Mom had hinted at.
I walked Momiji to her room, said goodnight to the moms, and went back to my room to get under the covers.
And some time passed.
I was starting to feel my eyes drooping, wondering to myself, 'Am I seriously gonna fall asleep like this?' when...
─Knock knock.
Someone knocked on my door.
My sleepy eyes snapped open at the sound.
But I answered cautiously.
"Mm... who is it?"
Just in case it was Yuka Mom checking on Momiji.
I sounded half-asleep, and the door opened.
─Click.
Standing there on the other side was...
"Hehe, Takuya. Were you in the middle of sleeping~?"
Ayaka Mom, draped in a black cloak-like thing as she stepped into the room.
In the dark, it looked like her head was floating.
'Huh, kinda funny.'
That's what I thought as I asked Ayaka Mom,
"No, Ayaka Mom, why sex all of a sudden..."
Instead of answering, Ayaka Mom did something else.
What did she do?
─Rustle.
She slipped off the black cloak wrapped tightly around her body.
"Wait, why are you taking off your clothes─"
I couldn't say another word at her actions.
Why?
Because...
"What the hell?"
Under the black cloak was something way lewder than I'd imagined...
No, it was just sheer clothing that showed everything underneath.
I was stunned by Ayaka Mom's utterly unexpected outfit for a moment.
Seeing my reaction, she smiled in satisfaction, her expression gentle as she approached me.
Feeling an inexplicable pressure from Ayaka Mom drawing slowly closer, I said,
"Ayaka Mom, what the heck is that outfit..."
She laughed and replied,
"I wore it to punish the naughty boy who cut his hair behind Mommy's back~♥"
I couldn't comprehend Ayaka Mom's words.
It was already too much of a reward—how was that punishment attire?
But even as I thought that, I decided to play along with her words.
I felt bad for disappointing her with the haircut, and I was super curious what kind of play this would be.
While I was thinking that, Ayaka Mom was already straddling me on the bed—not just the bed, but right on top of me.
Her breasts were as impressive as ever, substantial weight...
─Zing─
...not that I felt any of it. Staring at Ayaka Mom's body, I said,
"So, what's the punishment for the naughty boy?"
Ayaka Mom smiled warmly for a moment at my words, then grabbed my arm.
She pulled out some rope from who-knows-where and tied my wrists above my head to the bedpost.
I figured she'd tied it loosely enough to escape easily, so I tugged on it...
─Tight─
I panicked at how firmly my wrists were bound.
"Huh?"
I'd expected it to be loose, but it was way tighter than that.
Tight enough that I couldn't break free on my own.
As I looked at Ayaka Mom in bewilderment, she said with a smile,
"I told you, Takuya. I'm here to punish you~"
That's when I realized.
Ayaka Mom had sharpened her blade for real tonight.