Childcare is truly not easy.

    With young babies, nothing that happens is ever strange.

    It’s incredibly common for a baby who was sleeping soundly just moments ago

    to suddenly open their eyes the moment mom disappears,

    And it’s equally common for that awakened child to realize mom is gone

    and throw a heartbreaking tantrum while searching for her.

    And well… it’s also quite normal for them to kick away the love-filled Hatchu-pong toy they were focused on just moments ago and get angry.

    The most important thing isn’t to complain or get angry about why such unreasonable things happen to me,

    but to maintain an attitude that accepts these things as possibilities.

    The key is an unbreakable spirit.

    With that alone, you can somehow get through most unexpected situations that arise with babies.

    “This subtle sweetness of lactose wafting through the air. The savory flavor that comes with an aftertaste that’s not too sweet but ends cleanly…”

    “Mamma!”

    “When you develop your palate eating such delicious things from birth, the plain milk they serve at school won’t taste—”

    “Ma!”

    “…gasp.”

    As mentioned earlier, all sorts of unexpected situations occur during childcare.

    A situation where you end up drinking all the breast milk that your new sister-in-law prepared for the babies

    is also something that could happen anytime during childcare.

    “But, I don’t think I even took a few sips and already…?”

    I had only meant to taste a few drops, but it was better than expected, so I thought I’d just take a few more sips.

    I failed to consider the difference between the amount a baby drinks and the amount a high schooler with an adult body can consume in one go.

    “WAAAAAAH!”

    I heard from mom that babies around 4 months old need to be fed 6 to 8 times a day,

    about every 2-3 hours.

    Moreover, breast milk digests quickly, so if you miss a feeding time, babies get hungry fast.

    That seemed to be true, as Solmi’s crying grew sharper.

    If her crying until now had been mixed with anxiety about her mother’s absence,

    this was clearly an outraged scream about having her meal stolen.

    “I’m sorry! Your aunt—I mean, your paternal aunt made a mistake! But I did enjoy it! Five stars from me!”

    I was so flustered that I blurted out nonsense.

    I never thought I’d steal not just a taste but all of the baby’s food.

    Truly terrifying taste, Yeo Miso’s milk.

    That Solyoung guy must have stolen some a few times too.

    “What should I do, what should I do… If I tell mom I drank all of Teacher Miso’s breast milk, she’ll kill me. Ah, that’s right! Extreme Gold!”

    *Pop*

    I immediately hugged the crying Solmi and opened the formula container on the kitchen table.

    The opened formula container seemed to smile happily with its silver bottom exposed.

    “Ah, we ran out of formula, that’s why they went to the mart.”

    Haha.

    That could happen too.

    Again, what’s important is maintaining an accepting attitude.

    “WAAAAAAH!”

    “AACK! What do I do, what do I do!”

    However, that was just my own attitude.

    It wasn’t the attitude expected from Solmi, who just had her food stolen right in front of her.

    Just because having the right attitude is important doesn’t mean you can force it on others.

    “Is, is there anything else I can feed her quickly in the refrigerator? Like baby food or something… No, there’s no way there would be baby food for Leon who’s barely a month old…!”

    Since you can’t feed chewable food to babies without teeth, I opened the refrigerator,

    and my eyes naturally went to the beverage section.

    “Milk… no, they said not to feed them regular milk. Then all that’s left is mango juice and zero lime… those are even worse options!”

    “KYAAAAAAAH!”

    “AACK! Auntie is also new at this, I’m sorry!”

    What should I do?

    Should I run to the nearest convenience store to buy formula?

    No, leaving crying babies alone would be more dangerous.

    Then how about taking the babies to the store?

    No, that might work with one baby, but not with Leon here too.

    I don’t have a way to take both babies to the store right now, and even if I went, I couldn’t carry the formula back.

    And I couldn’t choose to take Solmi while leaving sleeping Leon at home either.

    With babies, even the smallest mishap can lead to a major accident, so a guardian must always be within sight.

    “Be good, Solmi. If you wait just a little bit, mom will come back with Extreme Gold. Let’s just wait a little…”

    “KYAAAAAAAH!”

    *SMACK!*

    *SMACK SMACK!*

    “OW! OUCH! I’m sorry! I’m sorry, but please don’t hit my face! I’ll drop from pretty girl tier!”

    “Mamma! My mamma!”

    Perhaps patting her hungry back only stimulated her hunger more.

    Solmi’s sharp baby punch struck my face.

    Just like Teacher Miso’s daughter.

    That tiny hand perfectly mimicked her mother’s fierce hockey-stick swings that struck the bottoms of late students.

    “Pwoo…”

    And finally, unable to bear the commotion from the kitchen.

    “Baboo.”

    Leon, who had been trying to go back to sleep, rubbed his eyes and woke up.

    “Duttaa.”

    “You, you’re hungry too? But it’s not your feeding time yet.”

    “Bamu.”

    Leon frowned, turned his head toward me in the kitchen, and spoke.

    As if saying, “Stop talking nonsense and come here.”

    It was a strange illusion that the babbling of a 40-day-old baby sounded like a command,

    but since babies ultimately resolve things by crying if their demands aren’t met, I had no choice but to carry the crying Solmi over to Leon.

    “KYAAAACK!”

    “OUCH! Ah, it hurts! I deserve to be hit for what I did, but still!”

    After picking up Leon who was lying on the cushion, I sat on the sofa with crying Solmi.

    I’d heard that usually when one baby cries, the other babies follow suit.

    In Leon’s case, he might get annoyed at Solmi’s crying, but he didn’t cry along with her.

    “Are you hungry too, Leon? What should I do? I checked earlier and your Extreme Gold is all gone too.”

    Leon leaned against my stomach, held his head up, and patted Solmi’s back beside him.

    “Are, are you comforting her? You, Leon?”

    “Baboo.”

    “Sniff… sniff… Mamma.”

    Comforted by Leon, Solmi gradually stopped crying.

    It was an amazing sight that even I couldn’t understand how it happened.

    Is there some kind of connection between babies of the same age?

    “Dudaa baang.”

    “…Mamma?”

    “Are, are you two starting to communicate?”

    Solmi stopped sniffling and began showing interest in what Leon was saying.

    Seeing Solmi stop crying, Leon, while leaning against my back, raised his arm high as if explaining something to Solmi.

    “Baang. Duda.”

    Leon repeatedly raised his arm and made large circular motions.

    Judging by the arm movement, it looked like he was drawing a large circle.

    Solmi’s puffy eyes sparkled as if she understood what Leon was explaining.

    “What’s this, Solmi, you understand? What Leon is talking about? All I could understand was that he was drawing a large circle?”

    “Mamma!”

    “Baang.”

    And with what seemed like the end of the explanation,

    both Leon and Solmi turned their heads toward me at the same time.

    “W-wait… a large circle…? Mamma? You two, don’t tell me.”

    More precisely, their gazes were fixed on the large H-cup circles in front of them.

    “N-no way! These boobies belong to Dohamin! Later they’ll be Lime’s!”

    I reflexively raised both hands to cover my chest.

    My female instinct told me exactly what these two wanted.

    “I don’t care about anything else, but this is not happening! I’ve sworn to give my first boobies to Dohamin!”

    Because I truly came to like that Dohamin guy.

    Because I came to respect his thoughts, I’ve been preciously saving these natural H-cups.

    As I decided to live as the heroine of this world, I naturally promised myself to give all my firsts to Dohamin.

    While I’ve been fighting alone against this all-ages curse, looking only at Dohamin,

    these newbie kids who entered the <Half of Half Peninsula> world later than me have started eyeing the ripening fruits of Ban Doyoung.

    “Bang…”

    “Mamma…!”

    “S-save me, Lime’s dad!”

    All sorts of unexpected situations occur during childcare.

    Babies lunging for empty breasts is also something that could happen anytime during childcare.

    .

    .

    .

    “Did, did I buy too much? I don’t even know if all of Doyoung’s family members are home.”

    In the hot summer, Hamin was heading to Doyoung’s house with both hands full of hot pizza boxes with the Papa Katsu Pizza brand logo and plastic bags of Zero Lime bottles hanging from his wrists.

    “The pizza we ate at Doyoung’s dojo early last year. I can finally repay it with money I earned myself.”

    Last year’s second grade, first semester.

    After ranking first in the entire grade consecutively and receiving an academic excellence scholarship, his first plan was to surprise Doyoung and her family by bringing them something delicious.

    “Her mother must be tired from taking care of Leon and preparing meals. The master and Scarlet also liked pizza. And Doyoung will be so happy with all this Zero Lime to drink together, right?”

    Thinking of Doyoung’s face blooming with a smile made Hamin smile too.

    Since he used last year’s scholarship to eat with his mother first, this year he wanted to share the joy with Doyoung and her family first.

    Recently, since Solmi and Leon were born, Doyoung had also been spending less time with Hamin than last year, helping her mother with childcare.

    *Ding dong*

    When Hamin arrived at Doyoung’s house and rang the doorbell, the door didn’t open.

    People were definitely home. The lights were on, and he could hear sounds and voices from inside.

    “What should I do? Should I just open it and go in?”

    He knew the door lock password to Doyoung’s house.

    After all, Hamin was essentially recognized as a member of Doyoung’s family.

    “Master? Ma’am…? I’m coming in…”

    Given the weight of the things he was carrying and not wanting the pizza to get cold, Hamin decided to open the door himself after asking for understanding.

    “Doyoung, are you home? The scholarship money came in today, so I bought some pizza to eat with your family…”

    “S-save me, Lime’s dad!”

    At that moment, Doyoung, with injuries on her face, ran to the entrance with a strange scream from the living room.

    “D-Doyoung?”

    “Gasp, is that really Dohamin?”

    “W-what happened? What are those bruises on your face?”

    “Mom and Teacher Miso went grocery shopping and left breast milk for the babies if they woke up, but it was so delicious that I ended up drinking it all! Now the babies are going crazy…!”

    “Y-you deserved those hits then. First, calm down… Don’t you have any backup formula?”

    “None! Not at all! That’s what they went to the mart to buy! And when I told them there’s no formula, these kids, their eyes changed… and they’re demanding I give them mine instead! But I decided to give my first time to you, Dohamin. So…”

    Doyoung grabbed her left breast and held it up toward Hamin who was standing at the entrance.

    “Suck it before those guys take it from me!”

    “W-what are you saying!”

    “It’s a shame Lime can’t be second, but your first time must absolutely be with you! Hurry and suck! Both sides!”

    “…”

    In the end, they resolved it by having Dohamin run to the supermarket to buy new formula.


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