Video Calling with Yoshimi Uehara-My Family’s Love Choices Are All Wrong(Mung beans are truly delicious.)

Huh? Is Yuri messaging me?

After a moment of thought, he switched screens to reply,

"I'm not asleep yet. What's up?"

Yuri replied almost instantly, as if she had been waiting with her phone ready,

"Still awake so late? Staying up is bad for your health."

"Yeah, I'll go to sleep in a bit," Haruhi Haruno typed back.

"Um, Haruno-kun, do you know how to dance for the campfire party? Could you teach me? I'm really clumsy and don't know how [Pity]"

Even across the screen, Haruhi Haruno could easily picture the little girl looking all pitiful.

However, this was a bit awkward. Haruhi Haruno had just told Lady Kiyono that he didn't know how to dance, and he wasn't lying—he genuinely didn't.

"What a coincidence. I don't know how either. [Awkward]"

Over in the girls' dormitory, the little girl wearing a nightgown hugged a pillow, lying face down on the bed while staring intently at her phone.

Seeing the message from Haruhi Haruno, Yuri didn't hesitate for a second.

She immediately deleted the message she had already prepared: "Then, Haruno-kun, can you teach me tomorrow! [Cute]", and retyped a new line:

"I suddenly remembered we learned some in my home tutoring lessons. After thinking about it, I suddenly know how! I'll teach Haruno-kun tomorrow, as a thank you for teaching me how to ski [Cute]"

This was the little girl's true purpose tonight. Since she couldn't dance with Haruno-kun at the campfire party, doing it during the day was fine too. It was the same day anyway, as long as they danced.

Hehe, who says I'm an idiot? I'm super smart!

Advance and attack, retreat and defend—this was the plan she had specifically consulted her older sister about tonight!

Before she could send this line, however, another message came from Haruhi Haruno's side:

"Once I learn it tomorrow morning, I'll carve out some time to teach you in the afternoon."

Seeing this, joy lit up the little girl's eyes. She deleted her typed message once again and wrote,

"Yup yup, sounds great! Haruno-kun, you're the best! [Cute]"

Hitting send, Yuri was completely overcome with excitement.

Right at that moment, another annoying notification popped up on her phone—it was from Yoshiyuki Eto.

Ogata Yuri tapped on it, saw the dozen or so messages the boy had sent her, and replied with just a single sentence:

"I'm a bit sleepy and want to go to bed, so please stop messaging me."

After sending it, she completely ignored the boy's instant replies like "Yeah yeah, get some rest early, good night." Her fingertips danced quickly across the screen, switching right back to her chat with Haruhi Haruno:

"Haruno-kun, I'm really clumsy, please don't be annoyed with me tomorrow QAQ, [Pity]"

"How could I?"

On the other end, Yoshiyuki Eto saw the reply on his phone and closed it with great excitement. Even though Yuri Ogata had only said four sentences, to Eto-kun, it was already a huge step forward. He was even starting to daydream about the campfire party the next night.

That short page of chat history—Yoshiyuki Eto, who had been lying in bed ready to sleep, couldn't help but take it out to look at over and over again.

Only, the dozen or so messages he had sent earlier were a bit of an eyesore. Fortunately, even after three minutes, you could still unilaterally delete your own side of the display.

The Eto otaku engaged in self-deception by deleting all those redundant-looking words, making the already brief chat page look even more sparse and feeble.

Still, it looked a bit nicer in the end. The Eto otaku had now edited it into a friendly page where the two of them simply asked and answered one sentence at a time.

Having done all this, Yoshiyuki Eto finally placed his phone contentedly beside his pillow, closed his heavy eyes, and wished he could fast-forward straight to tomorrow night!

One of the phone lights in the dormitory went dark, though no one paid attention.

Haruhi Haruno, however, was finding himself overwhelmed.

Before, chatting only with Kiyono-san and Yuri was barely manageable, but now, on this lonely night...

Madam Uehara had suddenly, for some reason, started chatting with him.

"Are you asleep yet, Haruno?"

"Not yet. Is there something you need, Kemi-姐姐 (older sister)? Did you miss me? [Eyebrow raise]"

In front of Uehara Kemi, he always acted rather mischievous, like a handful of a child.

"You little brat! [Hit you]"

Far away in Tokyo, inside the master bedroom of a two-story apartment building.

Uehara Kemi lay in bed wearing a white lace-trimmed nightgown, her fingers continuously tapping the screen. The diamond ring on her ring finger was particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the teasing words sent by Haruhi Haruno, the married woman bit her rosy lip and smiled secretly.

Despite Haruhi Haruno's impoliteness, Uehara Kemi—whose entire life was defined by gentleness and etiquette—showed no signs of anger.

Instead, she found it quite amusing.

The silk quilt clung to her mature and sexy body. Lying on this large bed, Uehara Kemi hadn't felt this happy in a very long time.

Earlier, when they were doing serious business, Uehara Kemi had stubbornly refused to let Haruno do it in the master bedroom.

Of course, that was partly because Haruno's attitude hadn't been forceful enough.

Perhaps if Haruno had just nagged a little bit, Uehara Kemi's heart would have softened and she would have agreed.

However, the handsome Haruhi Haruno preferred Uehara Kemi to invite him proactively. Perhaps that would happen the moment the diamond ring was taken off her ring finger...

"I miss you so much, Kemi-姐姐."

Having finally coaxed Yuri and Kiyono-san into going to sleep, Haruhi Haruno suddenly dropped those words on Uehara Kemi.

In an instant, the mother of a child panicked.

After a long silence, she typed out a single line:

"I miss you too."

Right after she sent the text, Uehara Kemi's phone rang with a ringtone.

[Haruno is requesting a video call...]

The loud BGM echoed through the entire room. In a panic, Uehara Kemi immediately shoved her phone under the quilt to muffle the noise.

Then she nervously sat up in bed. The empty room remained quiet otherwise.

The smooth silk quilt slipped from her body, revealing her almost-bare lace nightgown. It was a perfectly sexy body, yet entirely unappreciated.

Pulling out her phone, she finally accepted the call.

"Beep..."

After two rings, the call connected, and a handsome, youthful face quickly appeared on the screen.

Wearing earphones, the boy grinned broadly right at the phone camera.

"You little troublemaker, you scared me to death just now."

Uehara Kemi looked at herself in the camera, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

Then, leaning against the wall, she produced a hairpin from somewhere and pinned her hair up.

A flash of mesmerizing charm that stirred a young man's heart.

Seeing this, Haruhi Haruno couldn't help swallowing hard. This was the perk of married women; they always unconsciously radiated mature charm.

By the soft lamplight, Haruhi Haruno keenly noticed that Madam Uehara seemed to be wearing a lace-trimmed nightgown.

Therefore, he quickly typed,

"Kemi-姐姐, I'm in the dorm, it's not convenient to talk out loud. I'll just text you."

Seeing this message, Uehara Kemi on the screen seemed to let out a soft "hm" and nodded.

That appearance of hers was even more worried than Haruhi Haruno's.

"You don't have to speak quietly, I'm wearing earphones!"

Haruhi Haruno couldn't help smiling.

"What are you smiling at?" Uehara Kemi hummed.

"Kemi-姐姐, let me see your nightgown."

Seeing these words, Uehara Kemi first looked down at the white nightgown on herself, and then her face slowly turned rosy. A married woman's charm practically overflowed through the screen.

This outfit really was quite sheer...

"Please, Kemi-姐姐," Haruhi Haruno pressed his offensive, putting on a pitiful expression. A pure high school senior was terribly convincing,

"You have no idea how miserable I am in the snow. I miss you so much, Kemi-姐姐."

On the video, Uehara Kemi lightly bit her lower lip, then fumbled around nearby. "Click."

In an instant, the image on Haruhi Haruno's phone brightened up—Madam Uehara had turned on the lamp.

Knowing there was a show coming, Haruhi Haruno double-checked that the other three boys were sound asleep, then dove entirely beneath the covers, leaving just enough room to breathe.

In the glow of the desk lamp, Uehara Kemi looked even more noble and mysterious.

As the camera pulled back, the Madam's entire body was revealed.

The white one-piece sheer nightgown, paired with the Madam's milky-white complexion and the bouncing fullness of her chest, was enough to make any young man swoon.

"Kemi-姐姐, you're so pretty." Haruhi Haruno offered his sincere evaluation.

Hearing her younger man praise her, Uehara Kemi brought the phone closer. For a second, Haruno felt as though he were looking at two towering mountain peaks.

"Kemi-姐姐, can you undo a couple of buttons? Let me see, please..."

The nightgown had two buttons at the very top. As long as those buttons gave way, it was an invitation to open her heart.

Uehara Kemi hesitated. She thought about refusing, but when she met the clear, harmless gaze on the phone screen, the words of refusal died on her lips.

Extending slender fingers, amid the boy's expectant gaze, one button, then two—all the buttons were undone.

Completely bare underneath!

At this sight, Haruhi Haruno felt an itch of unbearable heat rise within him. Still, he understood; sleeping without that stuff at night really was uncomfortable.

Especially for a married woman, it felt suffocating.

"Kemi-姐姐, can you take it out for me to see? Please..."

Haruhi Haruno kept typing.

Uehara Kemi seemed to have let go of her inhibitions. With no one else around, video chatting with Haruhi Haruno carried a unique, thrilling excitement.

Holding the phone in one hand, she obediently reached inside from the top with the other.

Presenting it like a precious offering, she pulled one out.

At this sight, Haruhi Haruno felt an instantaneous surge of feverish warmth...