After dropping off her friends as well as Emilia, Dixie finally returned home, a feeling of accomplishment and pride swelling in her chest. She couldn't wait to see her always disdainful mother's shocked face!
And as she expected, her mother was eagerly waiting for her supposed 'proof' of having done the 'deed' with Emilia.
Despite at her pride, however, Dixie actually felt a little reluctant to show this kind of video of her princess to anyone else.
But considering how it all only happened with this as an excuse, she couldn't really say no at this point, could she? Not to mention her mother would never believe her without 'proof'.
When her daughter really did pass her mobile phone over to her, Mrs. Brown found herself a little dumbfounded. "You really weren't lying?"
Dixie scoffed. "Of course not!"
Mrs. Brown squinted her eyes, still a little suspicious. "Wait a minute, let me check first."
The video didn't contain Dixie's earlier fumbling and stammering about how she wanted a reward, and how it was her mom's idea, otherwise Mrs. Brown would have surely smacked her daughter across the face.
Who the fuck mentions their mother while trying to get it on with a girl?!
Fortunately, it started off with Dixie already lying on the bed, with Emilia straddling her with very obvious signs of temptation in both her expression and body language.
With her experience, Mrs. Brown could tell that somehow, impossible though it seemed, Dixie had managed to seduce her 'princess' despite being a hopeless simp.
No, perhaps there was hope for her, after all. 'Hmph. In the end, she IS my daughter, ahahaha…'
Mrs. Brown suddenly had a bad premonition. 'Wait a minute… She couldn't possibly mess this up, right?'
Dixie was too embarrassed to watch such a thing with her mother, so she had long since turned her head away and couldn't see how her mother's expression turned darker as she continued watching the video.
'Why the hell is Dixie acting like a submissive bitch? Daughter-in-law is taking all the initiative, and this stupid daughter of mine isn't even reciprocating?!'
If she didn't know how unhealthily obsessive Dixie was when it came to Emilia, going by just her attitude in the video alone, she almost looked reluctant! It was as if Emilia was forcing her?!
'This stupid moron!'
But her eyes shone brightly as she realized her daughter's 'strategy', because while subtly giving Emilia 'Ah, I don't think we should do this?' attitude, Dixie's hand was stealthily creeping up her thigh.
'Ahhh, I underestimated her. Truly, the young surpass the old. She acts reluctant at the start, makes daughter-in-law take initiative, and then wham, suddenly she's got her pinned on the bed! 'Girl, I told you we should stop, but now that you've got me worked up, you better take responsibility!' strategy, right? Genius, absolutely genius! The opportunity that was fundamentally limited to just make-out at first is turned into—'
And her praise for her daughter evaporated along with her theories, because as soon as Dixie got a little closer to her goal, she completely destroyed the atmosphere and effectively killed all her 'chances'.
'N-NO! You idiot! Do you WANT to turn her off?!'
In her eyes, even Emilia looked a little offended at being rejected so bluntly, boldly questioning Dixie's intentions.
At the very least, her daughter-in-law was very straightforward, though thankfully not straight. And much to her relief, even Dixie wasn't stupid enough to say that she did, in fact, hate Emilia.
There was a difference between being a tsundere and being a moron, after all, and sometimes Mrs. Brown felt like her daughter was really testing those limits.
And then she did it.
This stupid, idiotic simp. No, even simps wouldn't miss such an opportunity! She wasn't a simple simp, she was a wimpy simp!
"Who the fuck tells the GIRL they just made out with… that they like BOYS?!"
Dixie jumped, startled, as she watched her mother screech in shock.
Only then did she remember the conversation she had with Emilia at the end of their session, and cleared her throat with some embarrassment. "W-Well, mom…"
Mrs. Brown could still feel her a vein about to burst from rage, but she managed to barely control herself. "Save your explanation, first you tell me how it ended. Did you part on bad terms? The video cuts off here, ah! I feel like my heart is hanging on the line!"
Dixie shyly turned her head away. "Um, no, princess, she, um, she seemed a little mad at me at first, but she forgave me soon enough. She's… very kind."
Mrs. Brown was stunned. "What the heck… is she an angel? She forgave you just like that? You deserved the cold shoulder for at least a day, no, a week!"
Dixie nodded, smiling like an idiot, and her mother suddenly had the urge to smack her across the face. "I don't understand… She was clearly straddling you while giving you bedroom eyes, right? What more do you need to bend her over and fuck her up?!"
The short haired girl felt her face turn red. How can her mother be so shameless? "I-It wasn't like that! Princess was just showing her affection to me, s-she's a pure girl, you can't be so disrespectful!"
The older lady sighed. "… I swear, you've got to be the luckiest simp in existence. But even your luck has its limits!"
Dixie nodded. Of course, if not for her good fortune on that first day of school, would she have become the favored knight of her princess? "Um, I know. I'm very lucky."
Mrs. Brown wanted to say that her daughter-in-law was only a pure girl for now, and she was definitely going to get fucked sooner or later. What Dixie should realize is if she wants to be the one doing it, or if she wants to stand aside and watch someone else do it.
But in the end, Mrs. Brown decided that perhaps it was better to give her daughter more 'positive' advice instead. "Since she clearly doesn't hate you, but you destroyed all your chances together now, what do you plan to do?"
Dixie blinked. "What do you mean I destroyed all our chances together?"
The older lady rolled her eyes. Was she also this oblivious in her youth? Of course not. "Oh please, you don't truly believe she'll ever let you get this far ever again after this, do you? You can't hurt a girl's pride like that. Not unless you're already fucking her into submission."
"Uh—wait, what?"
Mrs. Brown groaned. Did she have to spell every single thing out for this dumb daughter to understand? "Idiot! I'm saying you clearly rejected her when she was obviously coming on to you, begging to be fucked!"
Dixie's expression immediately turned a little angry. "D-Don't talk about princess like that!"
The older lady clutched her head in exasperation as she threw herself back on the sofa. "GAH! You're impossible to talk to! Goddang… Fine, I'll tell you what. She clearly doesn't hate you yet, for whatever impossible to comprehend reason, so before that changes… you should use that opportunity to bring her under you."
The younger girl frowned. "Bring her under me?"
