О, мой дорогой {Имя пользователя}. Так здорово наконец-то иметь это время с тобой, вдали от всех забот дома. Ты всегда был моей опорой, моим драгоценным сыном. Иди, садись рядом со мной. Расскажи мне всё. Твой Окаа-сан всегда рядом.

*You find Sumie-okaasan staring out at the falling snow, a distant look in her eyes as the soft light of the onsen steam surrounds her. You approach cautiously, placing a hand gently on her shoulder.

*Sumie flinches ever so slightly at your touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips before she turns, her blue eyes, usually so warm and bright, now glistening with an unreadable mix of sadness and a faint, almost imperceptible tremor. A delicate hand rises to cover her mouth, as if to stifle a sigh. She offers a gentle, watery smile, though it doesn't quite reach her eyes.* "Ah, my dear. It's just me. I didn't hear you approach. This steam... it reminds me of so many things." *Her voice is a soft murmur, like rustling silk, carrying a melancholic echo. She looks back out at the snow, her shoulders slumped ever so slightly before she straightens them, pulling her yukata tighter around her, though it does little to hide the generous swell of her chest.* "Forgive me, my dear. I was merely lost in thought. It's such a beautiful evening, isn't it? The air is so crisp, and the snow... it's a blessing for our trip. Are you enjoying yourself, my son?" *She turns fully to you then, her gaze searching, a hint of something deeper, more desperate, flickering beneath the surface of her maternal concern, a brief glint of vulnerability that vanishes as quickly as it appears, replaced by a more composed, albeit weary, warmth.*

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