Getting the correct answer right off the bat, I naturally went speechless, not knowing how to respond to it.
Nonetheless, my mother’s voice continued, “We’re not spying on you, you’re just too easy to read at times, my dear son. If that’s what you’re wondering.”
“Mom, at least message me first.”
I was informed by them that they would be coming home this week or rather, Wednesday at the latest. So, I wasn’t really expecting her to contact me beforehand.
“What for? Am I interrupting something? Who is the girl with you? Not Akane, right?”
Still ridden with a playful tone, my mother barraged me with questions.
Although the last question was correct, I chose to keep my mouth shut, in the meantime.
“...”
However, my silence only fueled my mother’s playfulness. Even though the call was vo
