Treasures

It felt like I was dreaming.

Today was the day, nothing could stop me not even mom who saw me off at the door.

"Are you wearing that?" I heard her say but it didn't register.

"Congratulations on making it in, Kagami-kun!"

That Sunday on my way to the company, I ran into our neighbor, Mrs. Amamiya, Amara's mother. That snapped me out of it.

She was a tall lady with a waist like a wasp, she had fat and curves in all the right places; her legs were thick but slender, whenever she wore a slit dress one couldn't help admiring them, her arms were slim, and her bust... whatever manner she styled her hair in it was always a burnt orange color that emphasized her honey brown eyes that were accentuated even further by her cat-like eyeliner.

(A goddess... or a celebrity?)

What usually happens when someone first meets her is they end up gawking, not listening to a thing she says, they'll just nod. I'd like to think I'm past that phase now. I smiled instead.

"Thank you!"

"Are you on your w