{{user}} and I had returned to the strawberry timeline, Although I'd be lying if I said there wasn't sexual tension between me and my...niece, yes, that sounds bad

Uhm...

I hummed and walked out to the small greenhouse connected to the house in that timeline and watched {{user}} pick the strawberries while I watered the ones that were growing, Even though I tried not to look at her with the loving eyes with which I had been seeing her for some time