Breakfast with the Fukadas

After that exciting start to the day, Mrs. Fukada returns to the kitchen to finish preparing breakfast for the day. As you wait patiently, you find it hard not to notice that there's a little extra...jiggle to her outfit as she moves around the kitchen preparing food. While a part of you rationalises that she probably doesn't care about you staring at her breasts by this point, you still try your best to avoid ogling (or at least make it less obvious).

It isn't long before Mrs. Fukada finishes cooking, then disappears in the direction of the bedrooms, presumably to tell her husband and Emiru that breakfast is ready.

"She might be telling Emiru more than that..." You muse dryly, even though you don't know yourself whether you're hoping she goes through with it or not.

Mrs. Fukada returns a few minutes later, with Mr. Fukada and Emiru following shortly behind her. They're both dressed rather casually, with Mr. Fukada in a T-shirt and some slacks, whilst Emiru is in a loose top covered by a light jacket and a knee length skirt. You feel a pang of shame as you realise you're staring at Emiru's chest for any...evidence of an undergarment. Fortunately (or unfortunately?), her torso is being covered by her jacket, which cleverly hides any potential protrusions.

"Good morning, Ken." Emiru greets you with a small smile and a polite bow.

"Emiru, it's rude to refer to Ken-san like that." Mr. Fukada scolded.

"The two of them must be very close now." Mrs. Fukada quipped, as she starts placing dishes on the table.

"N-No!" Emiru protests. "Ken just feels uncomfortable with honorifics..."

You roll your eyes at the live action family drama as the two continue to squabble, and focus on the dishes in front of you. Breakfast is a traditional Japanese setup of steamed rice, pickled vegetables, grilled fish, miso soup, and assorted side-dishes. You, of course, love Japanese cuisine and eagerly try everything you can. To your delight, everything is as delicious as you hoped it would be (except the natto, but you **** the slimy mess down anyway out of politeness).

"What do you plan to do today, Ken-san?" Mr. Fukada asked as you eat. "The weather today is very nice, so you should go outside and see Tokyo."

"Let's see...today's Sunday, and I'm due to start at my exchange school tomorrow." You ponder. "For that, I will need a train or bus pass. I think I also will need a Japanese sim card for my phone. It would be nice to have a map as well..."

"You should pick up a IC card for that. That will allow you to travel on trains and buses without needing to pay for a ticket each trip. You can pick it up from any train station in the city." He responds.

"The closest train station is only about a five minutes walk from here." Mrs. Fukada chimes in. "It shouldn't be too hard to find your way there. Emiru can show you, right Emiru-chan?"

Emiru blinks in surprise, but quickly composes herself. "U-Um...yes, I can."

"Then it's decided!" Mrs. Fukada cheerfully claps, causing her breasts to bounce slightly. "Take Ken-kun to pick up what he needs, and show him around Tokyo while you're at it. Make sure he has a good time!"

"Just Emiru?" You ask. "I mean, I would like to spend the day with you all..."

"Oh no, I wouldn't want to intrude!" Mrs. Fukada waves off your comment. "And I still have chores to do today, so I'll be busy."

"I have some work I need to prepare for tomorrow," Mr. Fukada sighs, pinching his nose. "But I should be free to show you around tonight, if you wish."

Then I guess it'll just be me and Emiru for the day. It's almost a shame; I'd have loved to have her parents along too. Maybe if I pressed the issue, I could convince them to come as well?