How did this happen?

    Why did Mirae and Hannayeon fight?

    I’m sitting on the couch shivering with the future in my arms.

    “Do you know that little dot on your right collarbone, Mom?”

    “Yeah. I know.”

    “Huh, Mom?”

    Eyes filled with betrayal turned toward me.

    Sorry Mirae… I guess I caught you while you were showering… .

    He expressed his silent sorrow at the thought that he had failed to protect the future score.

    “Why is Mom embarrassed when she looks in the mirror?”

    Mirae, who had been staring at me intently, turned her head and asked Hanna Yeon an aggressive question.

    “I know.”

    “Uh, how did you know?”

    This time I was confused. How could I know this when I had never brought a mirror to school before?

    “I saw it when I was drying my hair.”

    “Oh, no. I’ve never done that?”

    First of all, I denied it.

    Was it when I was at Hanna Yeon’s house? That morning, when I came out after washing my hair, I looked particularly lovely, so maybe that’s why my face turned a little red.

    You must have been looking at me with strange eyes… If you had seen me, you should have said something.

    “Mom sings along to Chuchu!”

    “It was like that when we first met.”

    There was no need to deny it. I found myself humming it unconsciously while washing dishes, showering, and studying. It can’t be helped because that’s what all anime theme songs were made to be like.

    “Ugh… Mom can’t go to the bathroom by herself at night!”

    “Mi, Mirae! You did it once… Just once… .”

    Mirae, who had been expressing her anger for a moment, ended up mentioning an anecdote that should not have been brought up.

    That day, while browsing the community site Stella Side, I came across a brutal photo, and it shocked me so much that I couldn’t sleep.

    But since Mirae happened to be awake at the time, I asked her secretly… .

    “Mom, your face turns red every time a panty commercial comes on. Don’t you know that?”

    “This day… .”

    Mirae, who had seized the opportunity, began to slowly push forward.

    Mostly my mind.

    “Ah, no! Mirae, what, what are you talking about! The end, stop! This is a total violation of human rights! Stop! ”

    I buried my burning face in Mirae’s shoulder. Maybe it was because I was wearing soft pajamas, but it felt like I was hugging a big doll.

    As expected, I feel better when I do this. My flushed face slowly starts to subside, and when I tickle the area around Mirae’s belly button, she starts to laugh heartily again.

    “Just teasing mom.”

    “My, my, hehe, Mom knows better!”

    Mirae, who was proudly talking while squirming, hugged me tightly and whispered softly.

    “That’s right. Mirae knows her mom better than anyone else in the world.”

    “Yeah. I said you should know the person you’re going to marry well!”

    “Yeah, yeah. Our future is smart, right?”

    “Hehehe, because I’m your daughter!”

    My mind is in tatters, but thanks to the strange dialogue just now, the mood seems to have lightened considerably.

    Ding dong, ding dong.

    “Delivery!”

    And just then, the chicken arrived.

    “Chicken!”

    Seo-hu wakes up with a start at the sound of the doorbell and runs out. Seo-hu, who had been staying away from Hanna-yeon because of their first impression, finally seems to have regained his energy.

    “Masked Rider Delivery!”

    “Oh, Seo-hu, do you know how to say something difficult like delivery? What does it mean?”

    “Umm… Delivery is delivery!”

    Seo-hu brought the chicken and placed it on the low table in front of the sofa.

    The types are sweet chicken with cheese sprinkled on it and fried chicken. Actually, I wanted to eat spicy volcano chicken, but I decided to hold back because there were a lot of kids.

    “Come on, eat, eat. Eat as much as you want! Take a leg each from the guests. Oh, what kind of flavor does Narin like?”

    “I want fried… .”

    After placing the disposable plates I had at home on the table, I picked up a piece of fried chicken and placed it in front of Narin.

    “Hanna Yeon is cheese?”

    “… I’ll eat it myself.”

    “No, don’t do that. Okay, Nayeon, do you want to eat cheese?”

    Whenever I look at Hanna Yeon, I somehow think of my daughter in her teenage years who is not very attached. So I reached out to her as if I was looking at her, but when Hanna Yeon frowned, I hurriedly put down my chicken leg and retreated.

    “What about Seo-hoo and the future… .”

    And then I checked the chicken box again, and the legs that were supposed to be there were gone.

    “Bo, the masked rider only eats chest meat.”

    An incomprehensible muttering was heard from the side. On the other side, Mirae was holding a chicken leg and glaring at Seo-hu.

    “Breast meat is good for your health… .”

    I ordered two, so they must have four legs… Why does Seo-hoo say he eats the breast meat? Is it because of me?

    “No, no. Seo-hu eats one. It’s okay if you don’t eat it.”

    I know that Seo-hoo is happiest when he’s eating chicken legs, because I’ve eaten chicken with Seo-hoo many times. So I don’t understand the current situation.

    One for Hannah Yeon. One for Narin. One for Mirae. Then where did the rest of them go?

    No matter how much I stirred it with my wooden chopsticks, I couldn’t find the legs. Did I accidentally put it in? Or did the delivery man eat one on his way over because he was hungry?

    “This is mom’s.”

    While I was confused, Mirae put a chicken leg on my plate. At the same time, Seo-hoo was crying. How on earth am I supposed to get through this situation?

    If you give the leg you received from Mirae to Seo-hoo, Mirae will be very upset.

    If I don’t give Seo-hoo a leg, I won’t have the face to face the uncle and aunt.

    Here, the priority is to take care of the customers first.

    “This, this. I’m fine.”

    While I was still thinking about this, Narin took action first.

    Hanna Yeon, who was a step behind in picking up the chicken leg with her chopsticks, took her hand away, and Seo Hoo’s tearful eyes turned to Na Rin.

    I also felt like crying. How could there be such an angelic child?

    “Narin is such an angel! What did Hannayeon feed her to make her so kind?”

    “Oh, no. Not that much… .”

    Na-rin shyly smiled and brought a piece of breast meat, as if she didn’t mind being complimented. At the same time, Hanna-yeon spread some leg meat and placed it on Na-rin’s plate.

    “Eat.”

    “… Sister, you can eat it.”

    “Yeah, it’s nice to see you. You guys are getting along well.”

    As I was nodding my head and smiling happily, something suddenly passed by under my chin.

    Legs. My legs are gone.

    As I turned my head to the side, I noticed two legs on Seo-hu’s plate.

    “I’m good too.”

    Mirae looks up at me with a sharp expression. What is it, what is it. Is she jealous? Is she jealous because Na-rin gave Seo-hoo her leg?

    Is this how housewives feel when they watch morning dramas? The corners of my lips won’t stop twitching. I rubbed Mirae’s cheeks with both palms and laughed heartily.

    “Of course our future is kind too! Totally an angel! Future is total angel! Right, Seo-hoo? Isn’t our future totally pretty, kind, and cute? So… Should Seo-hoo say thank you too?”

    Seo-hu, who had been looking dumbfounded at being suddenly given two legs, nodded absentmindedly.

    “Yes… . Mirae, thank you.”

    Mirae didn’t answer and just picked up a piece of chicken and ate it. Mumble, mumble. Mirae couldn’t have looked so cute as she chewed the chicken radish so diligently.

    Yeah, you’re so embarrassed that your face is about to burn, right? You want to cool off by eating something cold?

    “Madam… .”

    “Huh? What’s wrong? Do you want a coke?”

    When I asked if she felt the same way, Seo-hu just kept glancing at Na-rin and opened her mouth. It seemed like she wanted to thank Na-rin too, but was it because they were still awkward with each other that she couldn’t say it easily?

    “Narin, Han Narin. You must be Seohu’s older sister.”

    Seo-hu isn’t particularly shy, but I thought it might be because he’s scared of Hanna-yeon.

    So I whispered and told him my name, and Seo-hu nodded slightly and continued speaking hesitantly.

    “, thank you… Sister… .”

    “Oh, yes… . It’s okay.”

    The two of them are still awkward. Well, I guess this will all work out if we keep playing together!

    * * *

    After finishing all the chicken and cleaning up, Hanna Yeon and Na Rin came out changed into their pajamas, and coincidentally, Hanna Yeon’s clothes were similar to mine.

    “Lee Yeol, Hanna Yeon and I are a couple.”

    “… What are you talking about?”

    “… … .”

    He pouted his lips and silently expressed his dissatisfaction.

    Of course, it’s just a regular white boxy tee and black sweatpants, but it’s still amazing if it’s the same. And even if it wasn’t, I could at least give it a thumbs up…

    As I was mumbling those words to myself and glancing at her, Mirae, who was leaning against me on the sofa, suddenly got up and went into the room.

    Why are you like that? Are you sleepy?

    After glancing at the back of Mirae’s face, he tilted his head and turned his gaze to Hanna Yeon.

    “Hanna Yeon, are you having fun?”

    In the living room, the Chuchu animation was playing. While Hannayeon was inside, they had turned it on to a replay site.

    And as expected, Hanna Yeon sat on the floor blankly, her gaze captivated by the cat’s alluring appearance.

    “Don’t tell me to talk.”

    “Hanna Yeon.”

    Although Hanna Yeon answered quite seriously, I had no choice but to call her again.

    “… Why.”

    “Look over there.”

    I couldn’t take my eyes off Mirae as she walked into the living room. It was the same with Hanna Yeon, who absentmindedly turned her head.

    Mirae was wearing the same white boxy T-shirt I was wearing now, which she had bought as a set. The neck part was hanging precariously on her shoulders. If she lowered it a little more, it would look like it was off-shoulder.

    But that wasn’t the problem. The boxy shirt was already wide, but when Mirae wore it, she looked like a flying squirrel.

    And then he even ran towards me, so there really was no such thing as a flying squirrel. How can there be such inhumane cuteness?

    “Mom! Me and Mom in a couple shirt!”

    Mirae hugged my waist and held me tightly. I grabbed Mirae’s armpits and pulled her up, and indiscriminately kissed her everywhere, including her forehead, cheeks, nose, and lips.

    “Yes! Couple with Mom! Let’s be a couple for life!”

    “Daughter fool… .”

    Hanna Yeon muttered incredulously behind me, but to me it sounded more like a compliment.

    How can I not be a doting father when I have a daughter like this?

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