116 A mother of two

In the early morning, Mizuto woke up and went to the gym to work out, leaving Yume sleeping alone. Still, he left her a message so in case she woke up, she wouldn't be worried. Nevertheless, he felt she wouldn't wake up until later, especially with how wild they were last night. 

When one's reason had fallen due to pleasure, it was impossible for them to focus on other things except the pleasure given by their partner. The feeling of sex was magical, and he did quite extreme play last night as he did her while standing with her body pressed against the window of their hotel room, facing the night scenery of Osaka city. 

If it was another hotel, he might not dare to do it, but 200 meters above the ground, who could see them?

The drone could even fly above 120 meters, and it was at night. They also turned off the light, and Yume tightly held the curtain, only showing part of her face, so it was impossible for them to be seen. 

Still, this might be too much for her that she even cried, so he lifted her to the bed directly, which made her more active than before. 

Yet, he had to say the feeling of danger and excitement was like two sides of the same coin. It also strengthened his desire to choose a job that allowed him to avoid danger. 

Yes, while one might be able to stay alive due to being stabbed once, what if they were stabbed several times?

Moreover, what if they were pushed from the bridge or train station?

Unless he was a "Superman," "Super Saiyan," or could stop the time, he would be as good as dead if he met such a situation.

It was said that a 2nd-year middle school student in this country would put their student book in the breast pocket of their uniform to defend themselves from a sniper. 

Knowing this, Mizuto felt like his sense of danger was much lower than the 2nd-year middle school student, which he needed to reflect upon. 

Jokes aside, he had to say the women on the Osaka were so aggressive that the moment they saw him at the gym, they quickly approached him and asked him aggressively.

Still, most of the women were relatively young, and he felt like they should be university students or in their mid-20s.

While he knew that he shouldn't think this, he felt like those who stayed in this hotel were mostly elderly men with their sugar babies, teaching adult knowledge before they entered society as one of the cogwheels within the workplace. 

So, he ignored them, pretending he didn't hear them by wearing wireless earphones. Still, he wondered why they woke up so early at the gym. Was their sugar papa unable to satisfy them? If so, then he had to say sorry since he didn't want to comfort them at all. 

Yet, watching how cute all of those young women were, Mizuto felt helpless.

At this moment, those women had their youths, and they used them to get money from their sugar papas, spend on luxury, and enjoy most of their time. Then, by the time they reach their 30s, they will start to search for a good and honest man to marry, as they were abandoned by their sugar papa, who searched for a younger woman. 

Somehow, their way of life had become so cliche that he would yawn at how boring it was.

Yet, even if he said that it was boring, he never had a sugar baby, so he suddenly wondered how it felt to keep a sugar baby.

Still, those young women were so persistent that he was helpless, so in the end, he decided to do something that would make them away so he could have a quiet workout, but his eyes widened when he saw someone who didn't expect to enter the gym. 

This person was also surprised and slightly panicked, yet somehow, there was a trace of longing in her eyes. 

"Ah, there you are." 

Mizuto never hesitated. 

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"Sorry." 

"No, it's okay." Shikimori Miyabi looked at the dejected young woman on the side of the gym before staring at Mizuto. "You are so popular." Still, strangely enough, there was this strange feeling when she was quite proud when he came to her instead of those young women. 

Still, by meeting him in this place, she knew she couldn't escape, but she also didn't want to move away from him. The feeling he gave her last time was so special that when she had nothing to do, her mind had always thought of him. Unfortunately, he never contacted her, which made her resent him slightly.

Mizuto only laughed awkwardly. "So, why are you here? Are you on a trip with your family?" He decided to change the topic as he wondered whether Nami's friend, who he had a one-time before, was wealthy. Staying at this hotel wasn't cheap after all, and he felt surprised that Miyabi appeared there. 

Miyabi glanced at Mizuto as she ran at the moderate speed on the treadmill, sighing, then said, "No, I am here for a job." 

"Job?" 

Miyabi thought for a moment and felt like there wasn't any harm in telling about her job. "I worked for Kyoto Broadcasting System. I am going to make an advertisement for this hotel." 

"Thank you for your hard work." 

Hearing those words, she smiled. "It's okay. It's something natural for me to do this." 

"But I have heard that the television is quite nice in the schedule, and it is quite rare for them to work during the holiday, right?" 

"Well, that's true." Miyabi nodded. "The work will start after Golden Week, and I am here to study here, so when the work starts, it will be easier to manage." 

Still, listening to Miyabi's talk, Mizuto didn't expect that she would be such a powerful woman who was quite influential in commercial broadcasting, especially in the Kinki area. 

'But, Kyoto Broadcasting System, huh?' 

If he remembered well, he should have 20% shares of this company, he thought. 

Unlike TV Asahi, which he wholly owned, the Kyoto Broadcasting System was only influential within the Kinki area, so he only owned some of its shares instead of fully owning it, and he had never thought of entering the broadcasting industry before, only owning some of the shares, so his influence on the Kinki area would be more powerful since the media was a good weapon.

However, his real purpose in talking about her job was so he could distract her from asking him a question, which made him glad. 

"By the way, what about you? Is Nami here?" Miyabi suddenly asked. 

'As expected...' 

Mizuto thought that he couldn't escape from Miyabi's question, but it didn't matter. 

"No, I am here with my family." He didn't lie, right?

"Family?" 

"My father just remarried, and we went out together as a new family." 

"Ah, I see. That seems great." Miyabi didn't expect Mizuto to have a complex family situation, but since they took a holiday, the relationship between his new family must be good.

"Jealous?" 

"No, I will go back with my family after this." 

"Are you going back to Kyoto after this?" 

"Yes." Miyabi nodded. "How about you, Irido-san? Are you going to stay in Osaka for a while?" 

"Yes, I will be in Osaka for two days and two nights." 

"I see..." 

As they worked out, they talked about many things, from working out, and many others, until he decided to stop. "Then, I will leave first, Shikimori-san." 

"Ah, yes, Irido-san." 

Just that?

Mizuto didn't plan to do anything?

While Miyabi had thought of what they did before as just a one-time mistake, she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. 

Mizuto noticed this change of expression, and he recalled their tryst at Nami's house. "Now that you mention it, how is your room, Shikimori-san?" 

"My room? Well, it's quite good. I feel comfortable here." 

While the hotel wasn't owned by him, the building was owned by him, so the hotel was also affected by the "Energetic" skill from his "Real Estate Developer" job, making people who stayed at this hotel more spirited. Moreover, he also used the skills of his "Hotelier" job, which made the stay at this hotel more fantastic and comfortable. 

"I wonder whether it is different from my room..." Mizuto murmured. 

"Then, do you want to see my room—" Miyabi quickly realized what she was about to say, but as expected, Mizuto never let go of this chance. "Is that okay, Shikimori-san?" 

"...." 

Miyabi stared at Mizuto for a while, and her face, which was slightly reddened due to working out, became even redder. "Um... I don't mind." 

With that decision, the two walked together to Miyabi's room, and as they entered the lift, she couldn't help but say, "Irido-san..." 

"Hmm?" 

"I might never have said this before, but you are the first man that I have ever been with after my husband passed away in the past..." 

In other words, she wanted to tell him that she wasn't someone who played around. Before she met him, she had always focused on either her work or two children, but after she met him, she kept thinking about him. 

"You don't need to worry. I never misunderstood you, Shikimori-san." Mizuto moved closer, then said, "It was all my fault since I couldn't hold myself since you are so charming, Shikimori-san." 

Miyabi blushed, and her stern eyes became even sterner, yet she couldn't fool him as she was just embarrassed. 

"How cute~!" 

He kissed her cheek so suddenly, causing her to hiss like an angry cat. "Don't kiss me so suddenly!" Still, how could this young man be so cheeky?! 

Yet, she, who was much older than him, was unable to show resistance against him.

"I know." Mizuto smiled and said, "I will be patient until we arrive at your room." 

Her lips quivered, but she didn't say anything and only looked away, pouting as she kept staring at the lift, wondering when it was going to arrive on her floor. 

*Ding!*

As soon as they arrived, the doors of the lift were opened. 

"Is it here?" 

"Um." 

Somehow, her steps became faster, and she opened the door of her room hurriedly, but as soon as the door was opened, she was pushed inside, and the door was closed by his foot.

"Wa-Wait, I am still sweaty!" 

"It's okay. I like this scent." 

"Pervert!~" 

Her body was hugged boldly, and as they were so close, she also tried to smell his scent, which was crisp and bright. His scent was pleasant, she thought. Still, soon, her chin was lifted, and their eyes met each other.

During this moment, Miyabi usually would call her children, wondering what they were doing as she was in Osaka when they were on break, but now, all she could think about was the man in front of her.

By then, there were no words as their lips pressed against each other, and once again, he slept with this mother of two.