[FMMISM] Chapter 82: Visiting the Zenjou Residence

Early this morning, before the sun had even risen, Aoi had already woken up.

Last night, she received a call from Ragna, who expressed a desire to visit the Zenjou residence today, and she gladly agreed.

Since they had exchanged phone numbers when they had run into each other in Shinto before, Aoi had tried calling Ragna to check if he had safely returned home and to thank him again, but unfortunately, no one had answered the phone.

In fact, the reason no one answered was that Ragna had moved from his initial base at the inn to the Einzbern Castle a few days ago. As a result, the inn’s phone had been left unattended.

Needless to say, Aoi was very pleased when Ragna took the initiative to contact her this time.

As the first rays of morning sunlight touched the town, Aoi drove to the supermarket, where she shopped extensively and bought a huge amount of ingredients.

Usually, such tasks were handled by the servants, but today she decided to cook herself. After all, she had promised Ragna last time that she would let him taste her cooking.

"Come to think of it, this is the first time I'm cooking for someone other than my family..."

Aoi held the steering wheel, her vibrant face showing a hint of worry.

"Hmm... the only man who has tasted my cooking before is my husband… I'm not sure what boys like, and I don't know if it will suit Ragna's taste..."

After filling the trunk with ingredients, Aoi returned to the Zenjou residence and instructed the servants to carry the ingredients into the kitchen.

Following this, she did not go into the kitchen but returned to her room.

At the moment, the mistress of the Tohsaka family had something more important to do than cooking—getting dressed up.

She remembered their late-night encounter and the night at the hotel, where Ragna had praised her beauty.

At that time, she had felt a warmth in her heart that she hadn't felt in over ten years. Since her marriage, it was the first time an opposite sex had praised her beauty so much.

Even though he was just a naive child in her eyes, Ragna's compliment still made her very pleased. After all, everyone around her feared her husband's power and would never comment on the mistress of the Tohsaka family's appearance.

Aoi opened the wardrobe door, revealing a variety of clothes.

Since this was her family home, the wardrobe not only contained her usual clothes but also many bright clothes from her younger years.

In the corner, there was even a sailor uniform from her middle school days.

Aoi, with her delicate fingers on her chin, became perplexed in front of the wardrobe's dazzling array.

"Hmm… Maybe it's better to dress a bit younger? Ragna probably wouldn't want to have dinner with an older woman, right?"

Muttering this, Aoi pulled out several flashy and shoulder-baring dresses from the wardrobe that she would never normally wear.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Aoi held the dresses up to herself.

"Speaking of which, when we stayed at the hotel together last time… my underwear was also very outdated and embarrassing..."

With the premise that 'he might see my underwear', Aoi began considering the next dilemma.

"Hmm… I should pick underwear tonight that looks like it would make a boy happy."

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Ding-Dong

In the evening, the doorbell at the Zenjou residence rang.

Aoi, moving with graceful steps, arrived at the entrance.

Today, she wore a cream-colored short dress.

Since it was a piece from her unmarried years more than a decade ago, the dress fit her a bit too tightly. Her waist, hips, and chest were tightly wrapped, and the dress clung to her body like a corset, accentuating her motherly charm even more.

Aoi had also applied light makeup, with her silky princess-length straight hair cascading down her back.

Compared to her usual dignified and classical beauty, Aoi clearly had a more mature allure today.

With a hint of pink on her face, Aoi smiled as she opened the door and greeted the guest outside.

"Good evening, Ragna, you—"

When the entrance door was pulled open, Aoi's words and her beautiful smile froze.

Beside the boy she had been thinking about, stood an older woman, affectionately holding his hand. She was a young woman who appeared to be around twenty years old.

Upon instinctively observing her appearance, Aoi gasped, feeling her legs growing soft.

With a delicately ethereal beauty, glossy silver hair, pale skin, and eyes glowing red like rubies, the young woman must be what people mean by a natural-born princess. Although she wore only a plain white fur coat and no luxurious jewelry, her presence alone was more dazzling than any gemstone.

"Good evening, Aunt Aoi!"

Ragna let go of Irisviel's slender hand, quickly hugged Aoi's delicate waist, and skillfully buried his face into her motherly chest. A faint floral fragrance from her body quickly filled his nostrils, soothing and refreshing.

"A-Ah, um, good evening, Ragna..."

Aoi, somewhat overwhelmed by the boy's enthusiasm despite her inner conservativeness, was still very pleased.

As Aoi gently stroked Ragna's thick black hair, she asked a crucial question.

"Ragna, who is this?"

"Hello, my name is Iri, I'm Ragna's—" 

"Iri is my friend."

As Irisviel introduced herself with her nickname, Ragna lifted his head from Aoi's soft embrace and quickly interrupted Irisviel.

"Eh?"

Not a sister nor a mother, but a friend?

Aoi bit her lower lip and once again scrutinized Irisviel.

'Like Ragna's attractive appearance, she really is beautiful... It's no wonder his friends are all such good-looking people...'

"Good evening, Mrs. Tohsaka."

Irisviel greeted again with a very elegant Western-style curtsy. As soon as her hands left the steering wheel, she became a perfectly graceful lady.

"Good evening, Miss Iri."

Seeing Irisviel as an unmarried young woman, Aoi greeted her warmly.

Obviously, this wasn't something to blame on Aoi when she assumed Irisviel was 'an unmarried young woman'. 

After all, Irisviel's actual age was only nine years old, though she looked like a strikingly beautiful lady, her behavior still occasionally revealed her youthful innocence.

"Actually, Aunt Aoi, just like you, Iri has an eight-year-old daughter, y'know." Ragna suddenly revealed something surprising.

""Eh?!""

Both Irisviel and Aoi both gasped in surprise.

Irisviel was shocked when Ragna suddenly revealed the truth, while Aoi was stunned by Irisviel's motherly identity.

"I-I see..." Aoi said with a wry smile, then thought pensively. 'Ragna must be very popular with married women... But then again, I also the same... I really do like this boy very, very much...'

Shaking her head, she stepped back and gestured inside with her hand.

"Anyway, please come in, two of you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Tohsaka." Irisviel nodded with a smile.

As the three walked down the hallway of the foyer, Aoi suddenly tugged on Ragna's hand.

"Hmm? What's up, Aunt?" Ragna raised his eyebrows.

"Well, Ragna... could you call me by my name, like you do with Miss Iri?"

Aoi, with her head lowered and her fingers twirling around her hair, asked absentmindedly, as if she were a teenage girl in front of her crush.

"Alright... Aoi."

When she heard the boy clearly say 'Aoi', Aoi's body trembled slightly, and she unconsciously squeezed her round, full thigh.