A small bowl placed on a large table, and baby food wafting out a savory smell with warm steam inside.

    Baby food, which looked like it had been prepared with great care, was, pitifully, growing cold in front of the people who were supposed to eat it.

    “Jinha, let me just take a bite, okay? What if I say it’s not tasty without taking a bite?”

    “Caesar!”

    “Come on! Let’s play airplane game! Swoosh!”

    “Caesar!!!”

    A naughty daughter who puffs out her soft cheeks and screams loudly.

    When I tried to discipline my naughty daughter who was yelling at her parents, my husband stood up quietly and stopped me.

    “Just wait, honey. I’ll figure it out.”

    “What talent do you have?”

    “There is a way.”

    The husband approached Jin-ha confidently, picked up his lovely daughter, and smiled sheepishly.

    “My cute daughter, is it okay for you to be a picky eater? Or not?”

    “Wow, woooo…”

    “Will this dad tease me? Huh? Our Jin-ha, I think it’s been too long since you tasted something spicy.”

    “Caesar… Daddy, really Caesar…!”

    I struggled with my short limbs to get away from my father, but my soft 11-month-old body was no match for the transcendent being who had been through everything.

    Bubbit bubbit.

    “Kkiyaaak!!!”

    Eventually, Jin-ha’s soft cheeks rubbed against his rough beard, and he slumped down with a pitiful look.

    It’s so cruel, how could someone inflict such a horrible punishment on my daughter?

    As she covered her mouth and laughed at her husband’s cruelty, her husband smiled broadly and asked Jin-ha another question.

    “Are you going to eat it? Are you not going to eat it?”

    “…”

    “Silence is denial… Do I have no choice but to rub it once more?”

    As he spoke ominously and brought his chin closer, Jin-ha started struggling and shouting as if nothing had happened.

    “Okay, okay! This is okay!!!”

    “Okay, then you can eat it? Enjoy your meal, my lovely daughter.”

    My husband returned to his seat, putting Jin-ha back on the chair, and I took the spoon back to Jin-ha.

    “Eat quickly, if you don’t eat, Daddy will do this to you again?”

    “Wow…”

    My daughter turned her head away again as if she really didn’t want to eat, and it would hurt if you put it in her eyes.

    I gave my husband a look and ordered him to move one more time.

    ‘Stand up and make some threats.’

    ‘…Why do I always have to play the villain role?’

    ‘Well, you were the one who declared yourself a villain first. You were a villain from the moment you started peek-a-booing.’

    ‘Shouldn’t I change my image a bit? If I keep doing this, my daughter will end up hating me.’

    ‘Everything gets better as you get older. If not, try it just this once, okay?’

    ‘I think I heard that last time too.’

    ‘Hey, it’s my imagination. It’s my imagination.’

    My husband finally got up reluctantly, but unlike when he got up against his will, he did a great job of doing what he was told to do.

    “My daughter, if you said it was good, I should eat it, right?”

    A truly sinister laugh that makes one look like a villain.

    That laughter that would make even an ordinary person wet their pants was naturally effective even on the picky eater daughter, and poor Jin-ha slowly opened her mouth while shivering.

    Soo-ok!

    Muck muck

    “Pfft…”

    He complains by puffing out his cheeks and turning red, as if he doesn’t like the situation that isn’t going his way.

    However, she doesn’t have the courage to talk back and just glares at her husband while eating baby food or something.

    Is there any way to get them to eat a little more actively? I thought about it for a moment, and a good idea crossed my mind.

    If this is the case, wouldn’t Jin-ha also eat baby food in a combative manner?

    I chuckled and blurted out exactly what I was thinking.

    “Our Jin-ha, don’t you like your dad?”

    “…”

    “I know a great way to give your dad a kick in the butt. Want to hear it?”

    As I whispered, Jin-ha turned her gaze towards me, her small ears prickling.

    Then he asks the method with curious eyes.

    ‘How can I hit that dad in one piece?’

    I answered that annoying yet cute question while feeding her baby food.

    “Phew, first of all, you have to eat a lot and grow a lot to be able to do it. With such a small body, you can’t do anything.”

    Look at this mom.

    Even with this plump and slender body, you can’t beat your father, so how can you beat him with such a small body?

    “They say that once you grow up, a method will come to you on its own. So, for now, focus on eating well and growing well.”

    As I stroked his head, Jin-ha started eating baby food with a serious expression on his face, and then I took my eyes off him and looked at my husband.

    “I feel like I’m not your dad, but your mortal enemy. Is that right?”

    My husband was looking at me with a bewildered expression.

    —–

    [Are the preparations for the first birthday party going well?]

    “Yes, Mom. It’s ending well without any problems.”

    [Hehe, I can’t wait for a few days. It’s already my granddaughter’s first birthday… It’s hard to believe.]

    “I can’t believe it either. It feels like it was just yesterday that I was born, and it’s already my first birthday.”

    [I’ll feel that way a lot in the future. Even now, it feels like it was just yesterday that you were born.]

    A phone call a few days before the first birthday party.

    My mother, who contacted me first after a long time, spoke a bit more than usual.

    [I still remember. The voice that cried loudly when I was born, and the warmth of that small body that squirmed in my arms…]

    “Mom, you’re getting really emotional because your granddaughter’s first birthday party is just around the corner. Don’t talk in such a gloomy voice, I’m getting gloomy too.”

    [Phew, sorry. It’s a nice day, but the old man is being rude.]

    “You’re still in your 40s. What kind of old person are you? If you go somewhere and say something like that, you’ll get cursed at.”

    […Tch.]

    The gloomy voice is followed by playful jokes.

    My daughter and I, who had been laughing and chatting for a while, decided to end the call.

    “There’s still a lot to prepare, but I don’t think there’s enough time to keep calling.”

    [Okay, go in. It won’t be too late to talk about the rest during the first birthday party.]

    “Yes, Mom. Then I’ll see you in three days.”

    Stop.

    As I hang up the phone, a thick arm comes up from behind and wraps itself around my body.

    The sweet yet addictive scent that wafts through your body, and the warmth you feel from your strong arms.

    I threw my phone on the bed and whined to my husband, who was hugging me from behind.

    “What did you hear? I said I was busy.”

    “You’re lying. You, you’ve already taken care of most things with the maids.”

    A single word that hits the nail on the head.

    As I racked my brain to come up with something to refute, my husband gently bit the fox ear that was perked up as if to say he would not allow it.

    Tub.

    “Huh, hmph?!”

    A new scream, spat out without any hesitation.

    As I lost all my strength and collapsed to the ground due to the electric current running through my entire body, my husband smiled broadly and picked me up.

    “You need to rest a bit. You’ve been working hard for days without resting while preparing for the first birthday party.”

    “…But I don’t think this is a break, honey.”

    As I spoke sharply, avoiding his piercing gaze, my husband lowered me onto the bed and unbuckled his belt.

    “Rest is right. If you don’t do the riding position, then you can say you’re resting anyway, right?”

    “Shut up, how come you are no different from before and after marriage?”

    I pinched my side as if complaining, but my husband opened his mouth confidently without showing any sign of pain.

    “It’s normal for things not to change.”

    Then he gave me a light kiss on the lips and started saying some really embarrassing things.

    “How can my wife change when she looks like this? Isn’t it abnormal for her to change?”

    He says this while holding the thick, luscious tail tightly in his large hand.

    “A perfect handle with such a good grip.”

    He laughs bitterly, fiddling with his perked up ears in an obscene manner.

    “A magical switch that makes your body sensitive enough to touch.”

    He gently strokes the pelvic area, revealing his blatant sexual desire.

    “With a pelvis that is perfectly optimized for pregnancy, who wouldn’t be attracted to it?”

    My husband had already taken off his belt and was ready to pounce.

    Just as I was about to unzip my tracksuit top and accept my husband,

    “Oh my – !”

    The door opened wide, and a fidgety maid and Jin-ha, smiling brightly, entered the room.

    “Maa – ! Paa – !”

    Jin-ha, who came between us at an incredible timing, if not really on purpose.

    The husband sighed, rubbing his forehead, then looked at the maid with a rotten smile.

    “Description.”

    [Uh, uh… That’s… So, what happened here is…]

    Hyukjin, whose face has completely rotted away, is so scared that he can’t even look me in the eye and just trembles.

    “I think I told you to always keep your reports short and to not drag them out.”

    [Oh, the young lady said she wanted to see you two! So, uh, I had no choice but to bring you there!!!]

    “Really?”

    The rotten husband’s expression softens a little.

    “Yeah, if that’s what Jin-ha did, then there’s nothing I can do,” he mutters, shaking his head.

    Still, the husband seemed annoyed and gave the maid an order to leave in an angry voice.

    “Go see.”

    [Oh, I see! Sorry!]

    The maid disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the husband sighed while stroking Jin-ha’s head, who was smiling faintly.

    “Phew, I feel like I’m about to sneeze.”

    “That could be true, huh? Hehe, but the timing is really exquisite.”

    After patting my husband’s back, who was looking depressed, I asked him a question that suddenly occurred to me.

    “By the way, did you contact your mom and dad? I feel like I haven’t contacted them for a long time.”

    “I contacted him. He started crying again when I told him that Jin-ha’s first birthday party was in a few days.”

    “Your father is always like that… and your mother?”

    “Well.”

    The husband tilted his head, frowned, and opened his mouth.

    “You said you prepared a grand gift, but I have no idea what you prepared.”

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