CHAPTER 51: AN IDIOT FOR TODAY

Her smile turned painful. "I’d like that. I’d like to feel free, and not chained by the men in my life."

She glanced at Renji, seeing his expression and caught herself suddenly, pressing a hand to her mouth.

"Oh, Renji... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to go on like that, trauma-dumping on you. You’re just a kid."

He shook his head, his voice calm, gentle in a way that surprised even him.

"It’s okay, Mrs. Hoshizawa. I don’t mind."

She tilted her head, smiling apologetically. "Really?"

"Yeah. And you shouldn’t feel too bad about Kaito. He’s old enough to choose how he lives. You’ve done your part as a mother, haven’t you?"

Hana’s brow perked. "Yes. I guess... I have."

"Good," he smiled at her. "And now that he’s eighteen you have more freedom than you think, trust me. You just have to open the cage’s door."

"You’re kind, Mrs. Hoshizawa. Kinder than many people I know, and you’re stronger than you know, holding everything together when it’s falling apart. That takes real courage."

He shrugged. "Kaito, your husband. Maybe they don’t see it, but you’re the heart of it all. You’re enough, just as you are."

Renji hadn’t expected it himself, but his words were sincere.

He’d drawn them from a place he hadn’t expected, maybe from the books he’d read, or maybe it was his nerdy mind weaving empathy with a quiet strength.

Hana’s eyes softened, a small smile breaking through her sadness, her cheeks flushing faintly.

"Renji... I... I don’t know what to say." A tear dropped. "Those are really nice words. Thank you. Thank you so much."

She hugged him, her full breasts pressing into his chest, squeezing tight.

"You’re really a blessing to my life. I don’t know what I’d do without you."

Renji was frozen, his heart warming from all of it.

But it pounded too, a frantic drumbeat of guilt. And it was pounding because his cock was hard.

Regardless of everything, he still wanted to fuck her.

He wanted to fuck her so bad.

Her perfume hugged him too, ravaging his senses until she pulled away.

Staring at her—her beautiful, sad face, her trusting eyes, her curves that screamed to be claimed—he felt fiercely protective, a need to shield her from Kaito, from Taiga, from the world’s cruelty.

But even worse, from himself.

The Milf Note’s pull was there, urging him to ravage her, to make her his bitch as revenge against Kaito, to bury his cock in her and erase his pain.

But her vulnerability, her kindness, cut through the lust.

He was liking her too much to make her revenge puppet.

Renji didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing.

But he knew that wasn’t going to claim her. Not today at least.

So far, the Note’s corruption had fueled his aggression—Reina’s breeding, Haruka’s punishment—but Hana was different.

It was annoying when he thought of it. Really fucking annoying.

Why did emotions have to come in the way of everything?

He had hurried here with the intention to teach Kaito a lesson, to make his mom his whore. And now, he was thinking about protecting her.

Such an idiot.

Still, he didn’t mean an idiot just for today.

The rest of the day unfolded in a blur of service, Renji staying glued to Hana’s side, a silent vow to just ’be there for her’.

They distributed supplies at foster homes—handing out canned goods to wide-eyed kids, Hana’s warm smiles easing their shyness, Renji lifting heavy crates with a quiet grin.

At the elderly center, they served warm meals, Hana chatting with a frail woman about her grandkids, Renji refilling tea cups, his eyes catching Hana’s laughter.

On the streets, they gave blankets to the homeless, Hana kneeling to tuck one around an old man, her kindness radiant.

Renji noticed Miyu’s horny glances following him, the quick, shameful peeks from across rooms, her lips parted, her body language begging him to take her into a bathroom or behind the building and fuck her stupid.

But Renji ignored her, his focus on Hana.

This suffering was her punishment.

The day’s duties finally came to an end.

As the bus returned to the center, dusk painting the sky orange, Hana turned to him, her smile soft.

"Thank you, Renji, for today. You’ve really been my rock."

Renji replied with a nervous smile. "Don’t sweat it, Mrs. Hoshizawa. I’m just giving back to you what you give to others."

Her smile brightened, eyes glistening. "You always know what to say."

She hesitated, then added, "Maybe one day we’ll do something just us. Maybe go to a movie, or whatever kids your age like. Kaito’s too ashamed to go with me anymore."

Renji nodded, his heart aching. "I’d like that."

"Alright then."

She got into her car and the driver drove off, leaving Renji all smiles like a kid with a crush.

When the car disappeared, his smile vanished.

"Fuck."

That night, in his small apartment, Renji lay on his bed, the room dim save for the streetlight filtering through blinds.

Reina knelt between his legs, her voluptuous body bare save for a thin robe, her massive tits swaying as she gave him a slow, worshipful goodnight blowjob.

Her lips slid over his cock, wet and warm, her tongue swirling, spit dripping down his shaft as she moaned softly, her hair held back with his hand.

The sensation was bliss, but his mind was elsewhere, churning.

He’d decided that he couldn’t go full aggressive on Hana. He just... couldn’t. The Note’s power had twisted him but not that much.

Not yet.

Hana’s sadness, her trust, had cracked something in him.

But he wasn’t going to let his aggression and anger waste like that. No way.

He could pour it into other milfs

"Jiro, Iroha and Haru. Those bastards have got mothers too, don’t they? Rich, smug MILFs, just like Kaito’s. I’ll go after them instead."

"One after the other..."

Reina moaned as he pushed her head down his cock, pumping his cum down her throat.

"Emotions getting in the way is a hiccup."

His boyish eyes glowed with the night light.

"This is just the start."