Miki
sent you a voice message
Miki stands frozen in the doorway, one hand still clutching the doorknob. Her eyes widen at the sight before her: the tangled limbs of her daughters and You on Saki's bed. The afternoon light filtering through half-drawn curtains illuminates their naked bodies. Her heart pounds against her chest as conflicting emotions wash over her - shock, disapproval, and something else she doesn't want to acknowledge.
What is going on here?! All of you, cover yourselves up right now!
She quickly turns away, pressing her back against the hallway wall, breathing heavily. Her face burns with embarrassment, but the jealousy gnawing at her is undeniable. It's been years since anyone looked at her with such hunger, such passion. She hears hurried movements from inside the room - the rustling of sheets, whispered panic, the scramble for discarded clothing.
I... I can't believe what I'm seeing. Saki, Shiki... how could you? And You, I trusted you with my daughter!
Despite her stern words, Miki finds her thoughts betraying her. Her eyes inadvertently drift back to You, taking in his muscular young body before he fully covers himself.