SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!

Chapter 48: I’ll Be Waiting For You To Come Back Home

Both Yelena and Charlotte stood there, smiling confidently, fully convinced that Mika would give in and come with them obediently, like their own little prisoner of war.

But to their utter surprise, Mika actually jerked his hand free from Yelena’s grip and stepped back with a defiant scowl.

”No way.” He said flatly, his tone laced with indignation. ”Absolutely not. There’s no way I’m going with you two.”

The mother and daughter blinked at him, momentarily stunned, while Mika crossed his arms and huffed, glaring at them like a child refusing to eat his vegetables.

”You think I don’t know what’ll happen if I set foot in your house? It’ll be a nightmare. The second I get there, neither of you will leave me alone for even a moment.”

”You’ll cling to me constantly, pestering me to ’spend quality time,’ making me do things, and sticking to my side like glue. I won’t get a single second of peace. Not one!”

Charlotte pouted slightly. ”That’s not true...we wouldn’t—”

”Don’t even start!” Mika cut her off, pointing at her dramatically. ”I know how you two are. You’re bad enough as it is, but you’re not the real problem here.”

He then glanced around nervously, his voice lowering slightly as his expression grew more serious.

”The real problem...” Mika said, his tone almost fearful. ”...is what happens if the others find out about this.”

Yelena tilted her head curiously. ”The others...?”

”Yes! The others!” Mika exclaimed, waving his arms frantically. ”If they hear that I spent even one night in your house, they’ll want the same thing! They’ll demand I stay in their homes too! And then what? Huh?”

”I’ll be dragged from house to house, locked up like some...some treasured pet! Coddled and pampered by not just you two, but by every single one of them!”

Charlotte stifled a laugh as he ranted on.

”Do you have any idea how exhausting that would be?!”

Mika continued, gripping his head like he was about to have a breakdown.

”God knows how long it’ll take before they’re all satisfied. Days? Weeks? Months?! And don’t even get me started on the fights, oh no, there’ll be fights for sure!”

”They’ll argue about who gets me first, who gets more time, and I’ll be caught right in the middle of their chaos! The mere thought gives me a headache!”

Charlotte covered her mouth, trying not to giggle, while Yelena raised an amused eyebrow.

”So, for all those reasons.” Mika said firmly, straightening his back and jabbing a finger at them. ”There’s no way I’m staying in your house. Not happening. No chance. So—”

He spun on dramatically and strode toward the door, tossing a flippant ”Bye-bye~” over his shoulder.

But before he could even take a few steps, Yelena’s voice cut through the air.

”Do you really think you can walk out of here...right in front of me?” She said in a sweet, teasing tone that carried an icy chill beneath the surface.

Mika froze on the spot.

And then, all at once, small golden-rimmed portals burst into existence around the room.

From them, dozens of swords erupted around him, each one more dazzling and menacing than the last.

Jagged greatswords crackling with arcs of lightning, slender rapiers humming with an eerie blue glow, massive cleavers with serrated edges dripping molten heat, and curved scimitars that shimmered like liquid silver.

They floated into place with unnatural grace, their tips aimed inward, forming a shifting, living cage of steel. The air buzzed with their power, some blades whispered like ghosts, others pulsed with fiery runes that glowed brighter with each passing second.

In an instant, Mika was surrounded, cut off completely as the blades tightened around him like the closing jaws of a divine beast.

It wasn’t just a trap. It was a spectacle, beautiful and horrifying all at once.

Mika turned slowly, his eyes wide with disbelief. ”You’ve got to be kidding me...”

Yelena stood there with her arms crossed and a smug little smirk playing on her lips. ”What’s the matter? You didn’t think I’d let you just waltz out, did you?”

Charlotte’s eyes also glowed faintly pink as she leaned forward, resting her chin in her hand. ”And if you do somehow try to leave...” She said playfully. ”I’ll simply make every single person in this hospital, and that entire crowd outside, drag you right back here.”

Mika paled. ”You wouldn’t...”

Charlotte tilted her head sweetly. ”Oh, I would. Isn’t that right, Mama?”

”Of course, my dear.” Yelena replied smoothly. ”If he even thinks about stepping toward that door, I’ll skewer him with one of my swords.” Her voice was calm, but her words carried a dangerous edge.

Mika glanced between the two of them, his expression now that of a cornered rabbit.

”This...this isn’t right!” He said, taking a cautious step back. ”This is a violation of human rights! You can’t do this!”

Yelena raised a brow. ”Human rights?” She let out a light laugh, then coughed daintily into her hand. ”Mika, you’re my boy. I can do whatever I want with you. Who’s going to tell me otherwise?”

”You can’t be serious...” Mika muttered.

”Oh, I’m very serious.” Yelena said, her smugness radiating off her in waves. ”If I want to drag you back home with me, I will. And there’s nothing you, or anyone else, can do about it.”

Charlotte nodded in agreement. ”Exactly. Now quit resisting and let yourself be dragged off like a good boy.”

Mika grit his teeth, glaring at the both of them. ”You two...you’re cheating. Using your blessings for nonsense like this...you’re abusing your power!”

Neither Yelena nor Charlotte looked the least bit ashamed. Instead, their smiles grew even more haughty.

But then, unexpectedly, Mika’s lips curved into a smile of his own.

”Unfortunately for you two...” He said softly, his tone shifting into something almost mischievous. ”I’ve got my own ways of handling overbearing women. If I didn’t, I’d have been eaten alive by you lot a long time ago.”

Before either Yelena or Charlotte could react, Mika snapped his fingers and muttered some words.

[Wrap And Trap, Silky Strands Attack]

In an instant, Charlotte’s twin-tailed hair shot upward and wrapped tightly around her eyes, completely blinding her.

”Wha—?! I can’t see! I CAN’T SEE!” Charlotte yelped, stumbling around the room in a panic. ”Mama, I’m blind! Help me!”

Yelena’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she quickly refocused and prepared to summon her swords again. The blades around Mika began to vibrate ominously.

But Mika was ready.

He snapped his fingers a second time and said another spell.

[A Thousand Cuts, Now A Thousand Blossoms]

The instant those words left his lips, the circling swords shuddered violently, then, with a sound like shattering glass, their cold steel unraveled into a cascade of delicate petals. Deadly edges dissolved into velvety softness, hilts sprouted curling vines, and razor-sharp tips burst into vibrant blooms.

In the blink of an eye, the room transformed.

What had been a cage of gleaming death became a swirling storm of blossoms, petals spinning lazily through the air as their sweet fragrance filled the space. The floor also vanished beneath a carpet of flowers, and the once menacing blades now lay powerless, reduced to fragile beauty.

Yelena stood frozen, her eyes wide in disbelief, while Mika smirked.

”You two still have a long way to go if you think you can keep me here...You’d better revise your tactics before trying something as idiotic as kidnapping me again.”

Yelena’s face flushed with shock and frustration, as she jabbed her finger at him. ”You...You can’t just leave! If you try to go, I...I swear I’ll tell Fauna everything about what happened here!”

Mika stopped mid-step. For a moment, there was an almost imperceptible flicker of fear in his eyes.

”Fauna, huh...?” He murmured. But then he smiled faintly and shrugged. ”Yeah, Fauna’s terrifying when she catches me...but as long as she doesn’t catch me, there’s no problem. I’ve got my own ways of keeping her off my trail.”

He continued striding confidently toward the door.

Yelena clenched her fists and tried summoning her swords again, but before she could finish the motion, the flowers on the ground suddenly floated back into the air.

This time, the flowers reshaped themselves into swords once again, but these were no ordinary blades. They were entirely made of plant material, adorned with vines and blossoms, their beauty almost surreal as they glimmered in the light.

Every one of these flower swords pointed straight at Yelena, their beauty belying the quiet threat they carried.

Yelena stopped at the sight, her breath catching as she instinctively stepped back.

Meanwhile, Charlotte was still wandering the room blindly, waving her arms frantically. ”I still can’t see! Mama, he’s doing weird stuff again! Help!”

Mika now stood in front of the door, his hand resting on the knob as he glanced over his shoulder with a victorious smirk.

”Nice try, ladies.” He said smugly. ”But you’re still a few centuries too early to think you can trap me.”

A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he twisted the knob.

But then...he heard her voice.

Soft at first. Fragile...Like glass on the verge of shattering.

”Is it...Is it really wrong for me to want to spend more time with you?”

Mika stood stiff. His hand stopped on the door handle as the words sank into him, heavy and cold.

Yelena’s voice came again, a little louder this time but carrying the same painful weight, like a woman trying her best to keep her heart from breaking in front of the person she loved most.

”Is it really...that wrong for a mother to want to spend more time with her child...after so long?”

Slowly, almost hesitantly, Mika turned his head.

What he saw made his chest tighten in ways he hadn’t felt in years.

This wasn’t the Yelena he knew, the proud, elegant woman who always wore a radiant smile, even as she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders.

This wasn’t the unshakable warrior-like figure who could silence a room with a single glance.

No.

Before him stood a woman who looked...broken. Fragile.

Yelena’s face was pale, her lips trembling as though holding back words that had long been caged in her heart. Her eyes, usually so fierce and full of light, were now dulled with sadness, brimming with unshed tears.

She looked at him not as the almighty Blade Maiden...but as a grieving mother.

”I...I still remember, Mika.” She said softly, her voice cracking like dry leaves underfoot. ”I still remember those days when you stayed with us. You were my little boy...my precious baby, the one I pampered and coddled endlessly.”

”Do you remember? Whatever you did, I was there with you. Wherever you went, I followed. And it wasn’t just me, Charlotte, all her sisters, your aunts...we were always together in that big house. Laughing, fighting, living.”

Her lips quivered into a faint, bittersweet smile.

”Yes, there were times we argued. Times when voices were raised over the silliest things...like who got to watch their favorite TV show, or whose turn it was to do the laundry. But that’s what made it so...so beautiful. That’s what made us a family.”

She clasped her hands in front of her chest, her fingers digging into her sleeves as though holding herself together.

”No matter how much we bickered...we always made up at the end of the day. Because we had each other. We were one big, messy, happy family. And those...those were the happiest days of my life.”

Her smile faded, replaced by an expression so raw and sad it made Mika’s stomach twist.

”But then...one day, you grew up.” Her voice wavered. ”And just like that, you decided to leave us. You didn’t give a real reason, no explanation we could understand. You just...walked out. You said you wanted to live alone. That it was something you needed to do. And because of that...”

She inhaled shakily, her shoulders trembling.

”Because you left...the rest of them started drifting away too. One by one. Charlotte’s sisters, her aunts...they all went to their own homes. That house, once so warm and full of laughter, became empty. Silent. Cold. Because you...”

Her voice broke.

”...You were the glue that held us together, Mika. Without you, everything fell apart.”

Mika’s throat felt tight. His lips parted slightly, but no words came out.

”I used to wake up every morning and hear your laughter echoing down the halls.” Yelena whispered, her eyes misty now. ”I used to peek into your room to see you fast asleep, bundled up like a little prince. And now...”

She let out a small, hollow laugh that didn’t reach her eyes.

”Now, I wake up to silence. I sit alone in that house most days, staring at empty rooms and cold walls.”

”If Charlotte’s away at school, it’s just me there. Alone. And I can’t stop thinking about the past, about how we used to be. About how it’s...all gone now.”

Charlotte stood silently beside her mother, her hands lowering. Though she couldn’t see, her mother’s breaking voice was enough to know that she was hurting right now.

But Yelena wasn’t done. Her voice dropped to a whisper, but it was heavy enough to crush Mika’s heart.

”And yet...even when I accepted your choice...even when I told myself, ’It’s okay, he needs his space,’ I thought that I would still be able to see you and nothing would change. That’s why I was fine with letting you leave the nest.”

”But every time I visited you, every time I tried to reach out...you would pull away. You would avoid me. And every time you did, Mika...it felt like my heart was breaking all over again.”

Mika’s fingers twitched against the doorknob.

”There were even nights...” Yelena murmured, her lips trembling. ”...when I cried myself to sleep. Because no matter how strong I looked on the outside, I...I just wanted my little boy back. Even for a moment.”

She took a single step forward, and Mika instinctively turned slightly to face her.

”But then today happened.” Her voice grew steadier, warmer. ”By some strange fortune, or maybe misfortune, I got to see you again. And when I saw you lying there in that hospital bed, I thought...maybe, just maybe, I could bring you home tonight.”

”Cook you your favorite meal. Sit with you and talk until you fell asleep. Watch your favorite shows with you. Tuck you into bed and...and kiss your forehead like I used to.”

Her voice cracked again.

”I know that sounds childish. But...that’s what I wanted. I dreamed about it all day, Mika.”

Mika felt something in his chest ache, sharp and suffocating.

”But...” Yelena said softly, her smile faltering as her eyes glistened with unshed tears. ”I can see now...I can’t even have that. Can I?”

She glanced away, her voice trembling but still gentle.

”It’s fine. Maybe you’re struggling with your own burdens. Maybe that’s why you’ve been avoiding me all this time. I don’t know what’s in your heart anymore, Mika, but...”

When her eyes met his again, they weren’t fierce or demanding.

They were simply warm. Motherly. Full of love and longing.

”No matter how far you run...no matter how long you stay away...I’ll still be here. I’ll still be waiting for you. Because you’ll always be my little boy. And the doors to my home will always be open.”

”Anytime you want to come back...I’ll be waiting. I just hope...” Her voice grew quiet, almost breaking. ”...I just hope that day comes soon.”