My daughter has everything that I have.
For Sakina, the existence of family was special.
Arisa, born as her twin sister, and Aina, born as her little sister—both were truly adorable daughters. Watching them grow beautifully and splendidly from elementary school to middle school to high school was her greatest joy.
It was only natural that Sakina felt this way, as her now-deceased Husband had loved them from the bottom of his heart. His untimely death in a tragic accident had left Sakina in despair, but it was the presence of her still-young daughters that supported her.
“That’s right… I can’t stay down. I’ll raise them into fine women. So that he won’t worry, I will take care of them—”
Sakina raised them with the determination to protect them in her Husband’s stead.
Arisa and Aina seemed to have grown up gently in response to Sakina’s feelings. They cherished their mother, Sakina, and never forgot to visit the Grave of their now-deceased Husband.
More than just a family, the loss of her beloved other half was an immense sorrow. But Sakina had her beloved daughters by her side… That’s why she wasn’t lonely, but it was that Man who tried to trample on that small happiness.
“Hehehe, you’ve got a nice body. Is your Husband still away?”
His vile voice still lingered in her mind.
A knife pressed against her, Sakina’s body was paralyzed with fear as the Man’s hands groped her. She wanted to escape the disgust, but her body wouldn’t move. Her large, ripe breasts were fondled, and the Man even tried to reach her lower body.
“Huh? Hey, your daughters are quite the beauties too.”
And when that Man targeted her daughters, a deep despair struck Sakina’s heart.
Please stop, don’t touch my daughters, take me instead… Even as she thought that, she cursed herself for being too terrified to speak.
“…Help me… you.”
Her Husband wouldn’t help her, yet Sakina unconsciously muttered.
No help would come anyway, and they would be at the Man’s mercy, perhaps even killed in the end… In that resignation, Sakina’s wish was heard.
“…Ah.”
A Man wearing a Pumpkin Head appeared.
His gaze fixed on the robber was sharp, and his figure protecting Sakina and her daughters was truly like a hero. Sakina felt a deep sense of security from his broad back, reminiscent of her late Husband.
The Man had left after the incident, and she never learned his name or face, but Sakina had finally met him—Hayato.
“…Fufu, such a cute sleeping face.”
He had fallen asleep after drinking Black Tea. It was inconvenient that she had to slightly adjust her head position to see his face because of her large breasts, but the glimpse of his sleeping face was youthful and adorable.
“…………”
The reliable back he had shown her then, the age-appropriate cuteness that was unimaginable from the sharp eyes peeking out from the Pumpkin—Sakina felt a thrill in her chest. No, it wasn’t an illusion; she definitely felt it.
Arisa and Aina were also communicating with him, and that alone told her that Hayato was a sincere person even before they met. And the final deciding factor was when Sakina first spoke with Hayato; her heart judged that he was a trustworthy Man.
“…What a wonderful person.”
She said “wonderful person,” not “wonderful boy.”
When Hayato placed his hand on Sakina’s shoulder and spoke to her, Sakina truly thought her Husband had returned. The kindness and reassurance she felt from his eyes—everything overlapped with her now-deceased Husband.
After that, she had a brief conversation with Hayato after he woke up.
When he told her that she looked more like an older sister than a mother, she was so thrilled. She wouldn’t have thought anything of it if any other Man had said that, but just because it was Hayato, the forgotten feminine part of Sakina was trying to peek out.
“…Ugh…”
She remembered the sharp glint in his eyes, the strong back, and she ended up comforting herself. She remembered her pathetic figure, making pitiful noises and seeking love in the dimly lit room… When she imagined the Man’s arm wrapped around her body being Hayato’s, her body trembled with joy even though Hayato was right in front of her.
Even if she looked like an older sister, Sakina was already in her late thirties. She used all her reason to somehow chase away the lewd feelings, thinking that it would be creepy for such an old woman to have feelings for him. Only then could Sakina return to being a normal mother.
However, no matter how much she tried to restrain herself, her heart yearned for him. That incident was proof that Hayato’s existence had been etched into Sakina’s heart to a fatal extent.
And with the truth revealed by Hayato, Sakina finally snapped.
“I… I lost my father and mother early and have been alone ever since. This Warmth reminds me of what a family is like.”
Hayato said, wiping away the tears that flowed.
For a moment, she didn’t understand what he was saying, but then she realized that Hayato was experiencing loneliness right now. The weakness shown by Hayato, who was so strong, so kind, and so reliable… When Sakina saw that, what dwelled in her heart was an uncontrollable maternal instinct and the pure feelings of wanting him that she thought she had erased.
She wanted to be by his side as a woman, she wanted to erase his worries as a woman—such feelings grew rapidly and intensely within Sakina. There was no doubt that her two daughters had also felt something upon hearing Hayato’s words, which they had never known.
“…Um, I’m really sorry. I made things gloomy.”
He apologized for having dampened the mood even slightly and forced a smile, looking so brave. Sakina couldn’t help but stand up and walk to Hayato’s side. And she hugged his head to her chest, looking dazed as if wondering what was happening.
“H-Hey!?”
“It’s okay. Just indulge in your mother for a while.”
While apologizing in her heart to her two daughters, who seemed to regret being late, Sakina hugged Hayato tightly. He seemed uncomfortable at first, but he gave in, realizing that resisting was futile.
“…There, there.”
In the end, he was the same.
He knew the sorrow of losing a loved one, and he had stood up looking ahead, determined not to falter, just like Sakina. But unlike Sakina, he was alone now, and thinking about that, Sakina thought she couldn’t leave Hayato alone any longer.
“Mom!”
“…That’s not fair, Mom.”
She was pulled away by her daughters, and although she was disappointed, she decided it was okay since she had learned something about Hayato… Sakina smiled deeply as she watched Hayato being mobbed by her daughters.
The gallant figure who had protected them from the robber, the cute figure who was embarrassed like now, the childlike figure seeking the Warmth of family—all of them were so endearing to Sakina.
Ah, that’s right, Sakina finally came to a conclusion here.
“…I should become his mother.”
Yes, she thought that she should become Hayato’s mother.
Even if it was impossible to become his real mother, she could give him the Warmth of a family that would heal him and alleviate his loneliness. She would never let him shed tears of loneliness again; she and her daughters would become his Warmth… That’s what she thought.
“…B-But…”
But, as she had said earlier, it was also true that there was a part of Sakina that was conscious of Hayato as a Man.
She had been thinking about him ever since she was saved.
Day after day, she imagined him and endured the heat that scorched her body.
Sakina thought.
I want to be his mother.
I want to be a woman who serves him.
I want to be a woman who bears his child.
Countless desires that should not exist overflowed and wouldn’t stop, bringing even more heat to Sakina’s body.
She was desperately trying to shake off the maternal feelings and the desires as a woman, even as she desperately wrung out her reason.
Sakina clearly felt the face of a woman that she had already forgotten crawling out from the depths of herself.
“That person, and this time too… They try to take everything I cherish. So maybe they’ll take him too.”
Just as she was about to reach a dark thought about what to do to prevent him from being taken, Sakina shook her head.
His freedom was not in such a thing; fortunately, Sakina still had reason left in her.
However, the feelings she harbored were truly deeply karmic. She probably didn’t imagine that what had sprouted within her from seeing hope in despair was being passed down to each of her daughters.