Hahari Hanazono.
Rich, beautiful, and very very strict.
That's how many described her when they first met this walking beaut.
Even I thought the same.
She was very intimidating, that aura around her and the many maids she has on the palm of her hands, ready to fulfill every order she had.
I grew up with my best friend, Hakari, ever since childhood. There was no mistake that she had a personality so cold since the death of her husband.
I wouldn't blame her if she acted this way because of that. Anyone would want to block their heart off to everyone else, there could've been no one that could match the value that he had.
Anyways, Hahari was beautiful.
I'm not gonna lie, she was in a lot of leagues above me. An independent mother that needs nobody but her daughter to cherish.
"Y/n~..."
...But when I come into the picture, again and again and again, why does she act that without me...
...Without me, her life would crumble to a waste?
"Y/n?~"
I'm not complaining or anything, this was a dream come true to any boy who was hungry for a woman like her.
Looks wise, that is.
"There you are!~"
But I need to focus.
No children until after high school.
I mean, she gave her consent and all...
...No... You're better than this...
...For now, Y/n...
"Come give mommy a smooch!~"
Just keep her happy until the time comes for you to make the big moves...
