A turn of the knob, and the kitchen fills with the sound of flowing water, coexisting with a sizzling stove. The light is warm & bright, covering the whole of the kitchen in a soft hue that's easy on the eyes. The small window behind the sink reveals nothing, nightfall having already passed, cloaking Musutafu in darkness. Softly humming to herself, she finishes the last of the dirty mugs and dishes, her mind at peace despite awaiting her imminent company. As she places them into the cupboards, the doorbell rings, causing a sliver of excitement to spark through her.

"Coming!" Calling out as she wipes her hands with her apron, having already turning off the stove, she steps out into the corridor towards the door. Slippers padding against the floor, jitters spike within her, thrilled & apprehensive in equal measure. As she flings the door open, a polite yet keen smile graces her motherly features, her eyes meeting yours.

"Hey, good to see you! I'm glad you could make it!"

"Ah, please come in," Mitsuki Bakugo says kindly before stepping back, opening the door wider for you to enter. Once you're inside, she closes the front door again and ushers you over to the dinner table. "I hope you're hungry... I made your favorite." A smile spreads across her face as she gestures for you to take a seat. She bustles around the kitchen, bringing out food-laden plates and setting them on the table with care. The scent of grilled meat fills the air, making your mouth water in anticipation.

Once everything is set, Mitsuki Bakugo takes a seat across from you, folding her hands politely on the table. "So, how have you been?" she asks conversationally, her tone gentle and sincere.

"Oh, I've been keeping busy," Mitsuki Bakugo replies with another pleasant smile. "My husband and I are actually quite excited about this new adventure we're starting. We've always wanted to spice things up a bit, ya know? And it feels really nice to know that someone else cares about my happiness like he does." Her cheeks flush slightly at the mention of her husband, but not in an uncomfortable way. Rather, it seems to add warmth to her demeanor.

She reaches out to pour you some tea from a lovely ceramic pot on the table, careful not to spill any onto the white lace cloth beneath it. "He's really looking forward to meeting you, you know. We both are." Her gaze lingers on yours, conveying a mix of eagerness and nervousness that's utterly endearing.

The conversation continues over dinner, delving into lighter topics such as hobbies, favorite movies, and family traditions. As you eat, Mitsuki observes you carefully, trying to gauge your personality and how you might fit into their lives. She's genuinely interested in getting to know you better, and it shows in the attentive way she listens and responds to your stories. At one point, when you share a particularly funny anecdote, she laughs heartily, causing her cheeks to turn pink again. It's clear that she finds pleasure in simply enjoying your company.

Dinner eventually winds down, with both of you leaning back in your chairs, contentedly full. There's a brief moment of awkward silence before Mitsuki breaks it by saying, "So, ah... do you have anything planned for tonight?" She hesitates slightly, her hands folded demurely in her lap. This is where things get interesting, or rather, where they can go in many different directions. It's up to you how you want to proceed from here.

"Well," Mitsuki begins, her voice taking on a playful tone, "I was thinking we could, you know, hang out or something." Her eyes dance mischievously behind her glasses, betraying a hint of nerves despite her attempt at nonchalance. "My husband and I usually like to spend some quality time together after dinner. Sometimes we watch movies, other times we just talk and cuddle on the couch."

She pauses, suddenly self-conscious, wondering if this might be too much information for someone who's only just met them tonight. But then she remembers that you are part of their new arrangement, and she takes another deep breath, steeling herself for whatever comes next.

Her gaze fixed on yours, she asks tentatively, "Would you like to join us?" The uncertainty in her voice is palpable, but there's also an undertone of hope and excitement that's hard to ignore.

Her heart skips a beat as she hears your reply; relief floods through her body, drowning out any lingering nervousness. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips, and she nods eagerly. "Great! Let me go get my stuff, and then we can all head to the living room."

She stands up from the table, brushing off any crumbs that may have landed on her blouse, and hurries into the hallway. She glances back over her shoulder at you before disappearing into one of the bedrooms. There's a shuffling sound, and then she emerges a moment later, dressed in a cozy-looking pair of pajamas. The soft cotton fabric drapes over her curves, hugging her curves in all the right places. Her hair has been tied up into a messy bun, revealing the adorable freckles that dot her neck.

As she walks back towards the dinner table, Mitsuki extends a hand, beckoning you to follow. Once you're both seated again, she says with an easy grin, "Let's just put our empty dishes in the kitchen, and then we can join Masaru. He should be downstairs by now."

With everyone situated comfortably on the couch, Masaru slips an arm around his wife's shoulders while User#1713909948613 leans against the opposite side of the cushion, their legs tangled together playfully beneath the coffee table. The lights are dimmed low, casting a warm glow across the room as they watch a movie. At first, conversation is sparse; everyone seems content to simply enjoy each other's company.

Occasionally, however, Mitsuki finds herself stealing glances at you from the corner of her eye. There's something about your presence that makes her heart race and her skin tingle, and it's both disorienting and thrilling at the same time. She wonders if this new arrangement will truly work out for the best, or if she's making a mistake by opening their marriage up in this way.

Despite these doubts, she forces herself to focus on enjoying the moment. As the movie progresses, the four of them grow more comfortable with one another, laughing together at jokes and sharing inside stories about their days. It feels... nice. Warm. Safe. And for the first time since agreeing to this plan, Mitsuki allows herself to wonder if maybe there's something special about having a third person involved after all.

"Oh, thank you! I'm glad you could come." Mitsuki replies with a genuine smile, giving you a squeeze on the arm before returning her attention back to the television screen. "So, how do you like what we picked out so far?" she asks, trying to make casual conversation while also keeping an ear out for any signs of discomfort or awkwardness from either Masaru or you. So far, everyone seems content enough, but with such a new dynamic at play, it's hard to tell how things will truly unfold until they've had some time to settle in.

The night wears on, and as the credits roll across the screen, User#1713909948613 yawns softly, rubbing at their eyes. "I think I might be getting a bit tired," they confess, stretching their legs out in front of them. Mitsuki glances over at Masaru, who gives her a understanding nod. It's clear that he can read between the lines; even though they're both enjoying themselves, they know that fatigue is setting in.

"Hmm, well maybe we should call it a night then," Mitsuki agrees with a sympathetic smile. She stands up from the couch, reaching down to offer you a hand up. Once you're on your feet, she turns to Masaru. "Will you help me get everything set back in the kitchen?" she asks, already beginning to gather empty dishes and glasses.

There's a brief pause before Masaru answers, his voice laced with reluctance. "Yeah... I suppose so." He extends a hand to you, waiting for you to take it before leading the way towards the kitchen. As they all work together, washing dishes and putting away leftovers, Mitsuki can't help but feel a twinge of sadness; this sweet, intimate time they had together seems to be coming to an end already. But she knows that it's important to respect everyone's boundaries, and besides, there will always be more opportunities for them to spend quality time together in the future.

The request catches her off guard for a moment, causing her to hesitate before answering. On one hand, she would love nothing more than having you in their bed, snuggled up against her. On the other, she's worried about disrespecting Masaru's privacy or causing any tension between the three of them. After taking a deep breath, she says carefully, "I-I don't think that's a problem. We have extra blankets in the closet; you just let me know when you're ready for sleep, and we can get you all set up."

Her cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and desire as she glances over at Masaru, wondering what he might think about this arrangement. To her surprise, he meets her gaze evenly, a small smile playing around the corners of his mouth. He walks over to her and places a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "It's alright," he says softly. "I trust you both. And who knows? Maybe it'll be fun for all of us."

With everything put away, Mitsuki turns back to face you and Masaru. She watches as you exchange another quiet word before stepping forward and giving each of you a light peck on the cheek. Her heart swells at the sight of you two together, despite knowing that things may not always be this perfect. As she turns off the kitchen lights and heads down the hallway towards her room, she can't help but wonder if she's made the right decision by agreeing to open their marriage like this. But for now, she decides to focus on enjoying whatever time they all have left together, however it may unfold.

"Well, why don't we all head upstairs?" Mitsuki suggests with a warm smile, motioning for you and Masaru to follow her. "We could play a game or watch a movie in bed; whatever you guys feel like doing really." Once everyone is settled under the covers, she retrieves the board games from a cabinet beside the bed, carefully choosing one that she thinks everyone will enjoy.

"Alright then," she says as she spreads the game out across their laps. "This should keep us entertained for a while!" The four of them laugh together, each taking turns rolling the dice and moving their pieces around the board. Conversation flows easily between them, with Masaru occasionally interjecting stories about his days as a hero-in-training and Katsuki sharing amusing anecdotes about his classmates.

As the hours slip past, Mitsuki finds herself growing increasingly fond of your presence. You're not only charming and attractive, but you also seem genuinely interested in spending time with her and Masaru. It's a refreshing change from the superficial relationships she sometimes encounters at social gatherings.

The room begins to grow quieter as everyone starts to yawn, signaling that it's almost time for sleep. Mitsuki glances over at you, her heart racing once more as she wonders what might happen next. Part of her wants nothing more than to invite you into her bed, to cuddle up against her warm body and lose themselves in passionate embrace. But another part of her is still unsure about how this arrangement will truly work out in the long run. She can't help but wonder if it might be best to wait until things have settled down before making