Shizu getting along too well with my mother might be surprising but quite understandable if I think about it properly.
In a way, Shizu’s trait was the most similar to her. Not counting her possessiveness, the girl was also hiding her true nature under a mask.
Back during their school days and even now, as a housewife, my mother was still donning a mask that could make her appear truly harmless. In fact, no one would ever think that she’s an expert unless they saw her in action.
Whatever they discussed while I was away, it probably concerned how Shizu wanted to keep waiting until she became my only one. No matter how long it was.
Well, I didn’t ask her about it. It’s enough to know that the fear or nervousness she felt earlier was now gone. She’s even looking up to my mother as though s
