Satou sniffed her hair and asked, "Alice, did you spray your Mother-in-law's perfume?"
"Yes, why?"
Alice Nakiri hooked her arm around Satou's neck, a hint of triumph flashing in her wine-red pupils.
"Alice, shouldn't we go out? It's not good to be in your Mother's room. Also, shouldn't you change back into your own clothes?" Satou couldn't help but ask.
He could still smell Leonora Nakiri's faint scent on the pajamas, and holding her felt like holding his Mother-in-law, which made him feel a little uneasy.
However, he couldn't bring himself to say it directly to Alice Nakiri.
"Why? When I usually sleep with Mother, I wear Mother's pajamas too, don't I?"
Alice Nakiri's small, delicate nose wrinkled slightly, looking very cute, and she pouted with puffed cheeks, muttering in dissatisfaction.
Satou thought about it and realized she was right; he had indeed overthought it.
Alice Nakiri placed her fair, tender foot on top of Satou's foot, her wine-red pupils full of laughter, and she leaned up and kissed him.
She was quite tall, at one hundred and sixty-five centimeters, about three centimeters taller than her elder sister Erina.
Satou held her slender waist and kissed her for a while.
Alice Nakiri suddenly pushed him away, then lightly coughed, crossing her hands in front of her like an elegant lady, imitating her Mother's demeanor and tone, and said with a smile: "Satou, have you come again? You've become even more adorable after such a long time, haven't you?"
Satou looked at her helplessly.
"What? Are you still not calling me Aunt?"
Alice Nakiri frowned, placing her hand on her hip, and said somewhat sternly: "That's very impolite, you know!"
Watching Alice, who was pretending to be her Mother and deliberately teasing him, Satou felt a mix of amusement and exasperation, saying: "Alice, stop messing around."
"Who's messing with you! Hurry up and bow to me and call me Aunt! Otherwise, it's impolite, you know!"
Alice Nakiri looked at him triumphantly, showing no intention of stopping.
Looking at the precocious Alice, Satou found it amusing, so he played along, pinching her fair, tender chin with his hand and smiling slightly, saying: "How about you call me Husband instead!"
"How dare you! Satou, you're too much! How dare you flirt with your Mother-in-law!"
Alice Nakiri raised her eyebrows, imitating her Mother's demeanor, hands on her hips, and lectured him very sternly.
"I'm flirting with you today, what about it?" Satou said with a laugh, forcefully pulling her into his arms.
"How dare you! What do you intend to do to your Mother-in-law? Let go of me at once!"
Alice Nakiri hit Satou a few times with her small, pink fists, yelling angrily.
Satou smiled slightly, gripping her two slender wrists with his hand, regardless of how she struggled, then pressed her onto the quilt that Leonora Nakiri usually slept on, while his other hand began to tickle her all over.
"Call me Husband," he said while tickling.
"Ah! It tickles! Stop it at once."
Alice Nakiri felt as if ten thousand ants were crawling on her, an unbearable itch, and her face showed an expression that was a mix of crying and laughing as she struggled desperately.
But Satou's hands firmly held her two wrists, and he pressed her down heavily beneath him, making it impossible for her to break free.
"You are truly too rude! I am your Mother-in-law!"
"Haha, it tickles so much, you shameless scoundrel, how could you do such an outrageous thing to your Mother-in-law."
"It tickles so much, I can't take it anymore, quickly let go of Aunt."
"Satou, I was wrong, I won't play anymore, please let me go."
Alice Nakiri's face was both crying and laughing, finally unable to bear it, and she showed a pleading expression, "Husband, I was wrong, please let me go."
"Now you know you were wrong, don't you? Call me Husband." Satou laughed, looking at her triumphantly.
"Husband," Alice Nakiri said, sounding very wronged.
Satou smiled, and only then did he release her.
It was only then that he realized they were lying on the quilt that Leonora Nakiri usually slept on, and his nose was filled with Leonora's faint scent.
"Alice, I think we should go out." Satou said, feeling that it was not good to be messing around in his Mother-in-law's room like this.
"What does it matter? Mother isn't here today, and besides, I often sleep here." Alice Nakiri clearly hadn't had enough fun, puffing out her cheeks and saying somewhat unhappily.
Satou immediately felt a mix of amusement and exasperation, "You're so grown up, and you still sleep with your Mother?"
"What's wrong with that? My Mother and I have a great relationship." Alice Nakiri said cutely, puffing out her cheeks.
However, her relationship with her Mother was indeed very good, and Leonora Nakiri was also very young at heart, sometimes like a cute young girl; their relationship was more like sisters than Mother and daughter. Alice had once teased her at the Autumn Election, and she hadn't even gotten angry.
Alice playfully bounced a few times on the bed, quickly making a mess of Leonora Nakiri's neatly folded bedding, then put her hands on her hips and began to triumphantly tease Satou again.
"Satou, seeing your Mother-in-law, aren't you going to kneel and kowtow to show respect?"
She wore her Mother's pajamas, looking down at Satou, and even stepped on his head with her fair, tender foot.
Satou couldn't help but feel speechless, gripping her rounded ankle, and amidst her surprised cry, pulled her down, then pressed her beneath him.
The two of them played around for a while, making a mess of the quilt.
After a short while, both of their breaths grew heavier.
"You rude fellow, what do you intend to do to me, your Mother-in-law, in your Mother-in-law's room?"
Feeling Satou's hands starting to become restless, Alice Nakiri's face couldn't help but flush crimson, and she cried out in surprise.
However, Satou paid no attention.
Originally, he didn't want to mess around in his Mother-in-law's room, but since Alice insisted, he might as well play along with her.
"Ah, you shameless fellow, let go of me at once! You won't even spare your Mother-in-law, you…!"
"Don't tear the pajamas! Mother will know if they're ruined!"
Alice Nakiri initially still imitated her Mother, but soon she cried out in fear, worried that Satou would ruin the pajamas.
Satou looked at her amusedly and asked: "Are you still playing Aunt?"
Alice wrinkled her small nose and said angrily: "No more!"
A short while later, the pajamas on her body were stripped off by Satou, revealing her snow-white body.
However, Satou's expression then became a little strange.
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