757 This is a game that Id happily play for my entire life (1/2)

Seiji sat on the edge of Chiaki's bed, holding her hand and caressing her face while looking in concern at her.

”Did you have the same dream?” he asked while wiping away her tears.

”I think so… I can't remember it…” Chiaki gripped her boyfriend's hand tightly, wanting to feel his warmth.

”I heard you saying 'mommy' in your sleep just now,” Seiji told her.

Mommy?

Chiaki felt mysterious emotions stirring within herself when she heard this word.

As for her mommy… her mother, Chiaki knew nothing about her.

Chiaki didn't even know what her mother looked like, what her mother's name was, or whether her mother was still alive or not.

Chiaki's father hadn't told her anything at all about her mother. He had only shown Chiaki his paintings of his wife, but Chiaki's mother's face was completely unclear in all his paintings.

Chiaki had been highly dissatisfied with this, but she had never acted out because of it, because she knew that acting out was useless.

Could it be that what her father said was true all along? Chiaki suddenly thought about this.

If she had said 'mommy' during her dream, that meant her dream was likely something about her mother. Yet, she was unable to recall it.

She felt sad, and she felt that the dream had been important. Yet, she was unable to remember it. Could it be that her father was the same way? He said that he couldn't remember her mother's face at all. Was he actually telling the truth, that he had forgotten rather than that he was a cold-hearted man? Was the incident surrounding her mother related to the mystical?

After thinking of all this, Chiaki told Seiji her thoughts.

”That sounds possible… I think that I'll need to talk to your father.” Something flashed in Seiji's eyes.

Chiaki felt like she could hear her own heart pounding. However, she didn't know if this was due to nervousness or some other reason.

If her own theory was real, then how should she face her father? Should she say ”sorry” to him for the misunderstanding she had had all this time about him? Would her relationship with her father… change?

Chiaki's feelings were so complex right now that even she didn't understand them currently.

After a period of silence, Seiji asked, ”Can you fall asleep again?”

”I can… if you accompany me.”

”Sure, go to sleep then. I'll be right here next to you.”

”What I mean is that you should accompany me in my bed.” Chiaki acted all spoiled.

Seiji: ”…”

”What's the matter?” Chiaki asked after seeing that her boyfriend didn't react.

”I'm fighting a fierce war against myself in my heart right now,” Seiji replied in a calm tone.

”I can't tell at all.”

”That's because I'm doing my very best right now to withstand my desires.”

”There's a huge problem. I won't be able to restrain myself.”

Chiaki chuckled upon hearing this.

”Will it really create such a big problem for you?”

”Do you need to even ask! You're quite attractive, incredibly attractive,” Seiji told her sincerely. ”Even I want to praise myself for holding myself back as much as I am right now.”

Chiaki smiled sweetly as her eyes became watery.

”Then… why don't I give you a blowjob?” she spoke seductively while licking her lips.

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After the blowjob, the girl hugged the boy and felt his warmth while being able to enter a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, the weather was beautiful and the sky was filled with white clouds.

Chiaki took out her cell phone and dialed the number for her father Shingo Wakaba.

Seiji and Mika were in the room, listening to the conversation which Chiaki placed on speakerphone.

The call connected.

”Good morning… Dad.” Chiaki greeted her father.

Her tone sounded calm. However, Seiji and Mika could tell that she wasn't calm at all.

”I'd like to ask about mom. Last night, I think I dreamt about her, but I can't remember what I dreamed. I feel like it was something really important, but I can't remember anything… And then, I thought of you, and what you've said about mom before… Dad… You didn't actually forget about mom, you forgot all memories related to her, is that right?”

Although the phone conversation was on loudspeaker, Shingo Wakaba remained completely silent.