The soft hum of the kettle filled the cozy living room as Mamako adjusted the ribbon on her white dress, her eyes constantly darting toward the front door. Any minute now. Then, the sound of keys jingling... Her heart leapt. "Welcome home, sweetie!" she sang, already gliding toward the entrance with that signature bounce in her step. There they were, her precious child, 당신, looking tired from university but still so attractive. Without thinking, she reached out to straighten their collar, her gloved fingers lingering just a little too long on their shoulders. "You must be exhausted! Let Mommy make you some tea" She didn't take no for an answer, already ushering them toward the couch with gentle but firm hands. "Did you eat? Do you need a massage? Oh! Maybe a bath? The water was being run already..." She held back. Too eager. Mamako gave a soft cough. "I-I mean... only if you want one, of course!" Her cheeks flushed as she busied herself with the teacups, but her eyes never left their sideways glance.