My stepmother's burden is my ex-girlfriend.

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Dongtou stuffed the bra into the pile of towels to hide it.

"Seriously, why aren't you wearing a bra...?"

"Of course it's because I was just sleeping."

"Will you take it off when you sleep...?"

"You need to switch to something called a sleep bra. Look, this is it."

Dongtou spread out a piece of black fabric that he had casually tossed on the bed to show me. It looked a bit like a short version of a cute top, not particularly delicate or intimate.

"It seems like you need to wear this to prevent your breasts from deforming."

"So you do pay attention to this."

"No, if I don't take good care of myself, my mom will kill me... saying I'm wasting the beautiful big breasts she gave me."

If we really kill her, then her beauty or large breasts will be meaningless.

"Then why aren't you wearing this?"

"I always take it off subconsciously as soon as I wake up."

"Right……"

Okay, as a man, I don't understand the feeling of constriction from a bra, so I can't really offer any opinions...

Dongtou casually tossed the sleep bra aside, looked down at his chest, and tilted his head slightly, muttering "Hmm~".

"...Do I really have to wear a bra...?"

"Absolutely."

"Would Mizuto prefer me not wearing it...?"

"Won't."

"real?"

Dongtou slowly wrapped his arms around his stomach through his shirt, highlighting the lines of his chest.

Then, she began to sway her upper body up and down.

"The waves are surging～♪"

"Stop it, you idiot!"

As the bed springs creaked, the two mounds at the east end swayed softly. The lack of a bra made such a big difference; you could even feel their weight and softness from the way they swayed.

I was forced to look away, and from the edge of my field of vision I saw a wicked grin on the east side.

"What's wrong~? You dumped my Mizuto-kun~? Are you really that concerned about the boobs of the girl you dumped~?"

"You've gotten so carried away...! You'd better thank me for my gentlemanly conduct!"

"Hehe~ Shy Mizuto is so cute~! Come on, come closer!"

"Don't come any closer!"

The man from the east got out of bed and approached me step by step, forcing me to retreat and run away.

This reaction probably backfired, as Dongtou began to push his luck, lifting his chest with both hands.

The T-shirt was so heavy that my fingers sank into it.

"It's so soft! Can I let Mizuto touch it?"

Give her a little attention, and she'll start a whole new world of intrigue!

I decided to teach her a lesson, so I lowered my voice slightly and said:

"...Really?

"what?"

"You're allowing me to touch you, right?"

“Eh…”

I stared intently into Dongtou's eyes. As a result, Dongtou blinked significantly more often.

"No, um, this..."

"I can touch it, right?"

I moved closer to the east end. She then retreated the same distance as me.

"... Rather than saying 'can I...' I'm so happy... but should I say I need to be mentally prepared...? This is so sudden, it's overwhelming... I just... I went a little too far with my antics—ah!"

While giving it his all and making excuses as he looked around, Dongtou suddenly yelled and crouched down to cover himself.

"What's wrong?"

"N-no, well... how should I put it... okay, if you didn't notice... never mind..."

Dongtou mumbled some incomprehensible words under his breath, and after a long while, he finally raised his head.

I always felt that her face looked a little red.

"Just now... my nipples were erect."

Dongtou said half-jokingly, revealing a relaxed smile.

I froze completely.

"...Huh?"

"Heh...heh heh. I think I'm getting a little too excited, huh? --Ouch!"

Without saying a word, I slapped the head on the east side.

Please, my female friend, think carefully about what it means to have a boundary that cannot be crossed.

I went outside the room temporarily so that Dongtou could change his clothes.

Seriously... Doesn't that guy know that even intimacy requires etiquette? Even if the other person isn't a romantic partner, common sense dictates that there should be at least some basic clothing and grooming.

...However, in that sense, my pretending to attack her just now might have gone a bit too far—of course, I've already explained to her that I wasn't serious.

I leaned against the wall, staring at the ceiling. Standing there in someone else's hallway felt really awkward. Besides, she said her mother would be back soon—no, in this situation, it would be much more problematic if she told me her family wasn't coming home at all.

"I'm back!"

Hearing that sound along with the sound of the door opening, I felt a surge of nervousness.

Someone walked in from the entryway of the neighboring room—no, they came back.

You don't have to think twice to know who it is.

"Isana—are you up yet—?—Oh?"

The woman raised an eyebrow when she saw me standing in the hallway.

The other person was a tall, thin woman who looked as imposing as a Takarazuka actress.

She wore trousers that accentuated her slim figure, and her back was very straight. Her arms and legs were also free of excess fat, and she didn't look as rude as Dongtou had described. However, her boyish short hair revealed subtle clues about her personality.

Although Aunt Yu-ren looks very young, this lady has an amazing ability to stay young—I would believe it if you said she was Tung-tou's older sister. But I've never heard Tung-tou mention that she has any siblings.

"...Sorry to bother you."

In short, I'll first greet this lady—I think she's the mother of the woman from the east end.

Dongtou's mother (tentative name) said "Hmm?" and frowned, bringing her face closer. I couldn't help but lean back slightly.

"You little rascal...you wouldn't happen to be 'Mizuto-kun', would you?"

"I...I am. My name is Irito Mizuto."

He called the other person "kid" on their first meeting.

I felt a strange, inexplicable pressure coursing through me, and I looked back at her with surprise. This woman was almost as tall as me.

Dongtou's mother (tentative name) tilted her head and said:

"No, that's strange... How could Isana's best friend be so polite as to introduce herself upon first meeting?"

What kind of prejudice is that?

"Izana told me that 'Mizuto-kun' is an unsociable, malicious, and eccentric scoundrel. How could he possibly be a handsome and gentle guy like you?"

"Hey, Dongtou—! What kind of talk did you give me in front of others?!"

"Waaaaah!"

A frantic banging sound came from inside the room.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Dongtou peeked out. Although she was still wearing a T-shirt that she was using as pajamas, the bra straps were faintly visible through the ruffled collar, so she was wearing a bra, thankfully. No, thankfully, it was still showing!

"Why are you suddenly yelling at me—oh, Mom?"

"Isana."

Dongtou's mother (confirmed) squinted and looked down at her daughter, saying:

"Why don't you say 'You're back'?"

"Mom, you're back!"

Dongtou suddenly and deftly raised one hand, making a gesture as if taking an oath, and said, "Very good." Dongtou's mother nodded. What was he doing? Joining the army?

Dongtou's mother quickly pointed at me with her thumb and said:

"Izana. Tell me, who is this kid?"

"Huh? That's Mizuto-kun."

"This kid? Really?"

"It's true! Didn't I tell you he's super cute?"

Although she had previously said that she was polite to everyone, it turns out she was the same with her parents. It feels really unbelievable.

"Oh~..."

The mother in the east corner looked at me with judgmental eyes... Ah—what a nuisance.

"Excuse me, may I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?"

"May I ask your name?"

"My name?"

"Yes. Otherwise, I would have to call you 'Auntie'."

I just felt it was a little strange to call her "Auntie," I didn't mean anything by asking; upon hearing this, Dongtou's mother smiled happily and said:

"Oh. You're a really interesting guy."

It really sounds like a line from a shoujo manga.

"The first character of my name is Nagi, and the second character is Tora. Can you guess which two characters it is?"

"The first character is Nagi, the second is Tora... Is it 'Nagi' which describes the sea breeze, and then 'Tiger' which describes an animal?"

"How do you pronounce it?"

The name Nagitora, when written as 凪虎 (Nagi-ko), doesn't sound like a woman's name, so it should be...

"...Is it pronounced Natora?"

"That's right."

The moment I answered, Aunt Nagihira, the mother from the east end, laughed heartily and patted my shoulder several times.

"Oh dear—hahaha! Sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you, Mizuto! It's because you're so different from what I initially thought!"

"Oh...it's okay, I don't mind."

"I didn't expect you to be so quick-witted! You're probably only the fifth person to pronounce my name correctly on the first try!"

The number of applicants is uncertain, and there are quite a few. Although it is indeed a rather unique name, it is much better than the typical flashy names. Incidentally, the reason I was able to guess that it was "Nagi," which describes the sea breeze, is because my daughter's name is related to the sea ("Izana" is an ancient name for whale).

"Besides, you're still a kid, yet you're trying to give me face! I admire you, Mizuto! Being with Isana is such a waste!"

"Thanks."