episode_0050

“Heh, heh.”

Today is a day to go on a picnic!

And there were a lot of people. Mirae and the chairman, of course, and even Hanna Yeon and Nalin. Seo-hoo unfortunately had a prior engagement and couldn’t go, but it was still a long time since we had this many people gathered together.

“Mom… .”

“Oh, the future has come true too? I can sleep a little more.”

While I was humming a tune and wrapping kimbap with Hanna Yeon, Mirae, who I thought would sleep late because it was the weekend, came out of the room with a sleepy face.

“Stop putting it in for this day. It’ll explode.”

“This is special kimbap, so it’s okay. You should add ham too.”

Ignoring the chef’s warnings, he makes a huge kimbap.

And as I rolled it around, bang, bang. The side of the kimbap burst and pure white rice grains began to crawl out.

“This, I’ll eat this!”

I cleaned it up right away before Hanna Yeon could say anything. As expected, a chef is a chef. I didn’t know until I tried it.

“I want to eat it too… .”

Even while I was making kimbap, Mirae, who had been nodding off and walking slowly, soon sat down on my thighs, facing me, and buried her face in the nape of my neck.

“It looks like Mirae is very sleepy.”

“That’s right. Every morning, you become a total baby.”

It felt like I was holding a huge teddy bear.

Of course, it did hinder my arm movements a bit, but I was willing to put up with such minor inconveniences in order to accommodate future demands.

“This… should be eaten for breakfast.”

Woohooo

As I was putting aside the kimbap that unfortunately couldn’t go outside, I felt a faint vibration in the front pocket of my pajamas.

“Future, there’s a cell phone in your mom’s pocket. Can you answer the phone for me?”

It’s probably the chairman. Who would call me on the weekend?

“Yeah… .”

Mirae put her hand between herself and my abdomen, retrieved her cell phone from her pocket, and held it to her ear.

“Hello… .”

[Oh, is that you, Mi, Mirae Yang?]

Since the head of the future was right next to me, I could hear the chairman’s panicked voice.

“Yes… Why did your aunt call your mother… .”

“Future, picnic, picnic. You called because of the picnic… .”

“Ah… .”

He hurriedly whispered to Mirae and relayed the information. If there was any misunderstanding that Mirae had forgotten about the picnic day, the chairman would be very upset.

[That’s right. I was wondering if there was anything I needed to prepare separately…]

“Oh, uh, no! The chairman just needs to come in person.”

Come to think of it, this problem could have been solved from the beginning by just asking Mirae to hold the phone for her.

[Then I will come to your house by 9 o’clock.]

“Uh… Yes! I’ll be ready by 9 o’clock.”

It’s currently 7:08. I’m almost out of kimbap ingredients, so I just need to fry an egg for breakfast. Two hours should be enough.

“Miraeya, do you want to wash up first and eat breakfast now?”

“No… I want more… .”

Mirae, who had placed her cell phone on the table, rested her cheek against my shoulder and went back to sleep.

Sae-geun, sae-geun. My body twists on its own as the breath tickles the back of my neck. I wonder if it’s not uncomfortable. I wonder if I can sleep well in this position.

I took off my plastic gloves and placed them on the table, and gently patted Mirae’s back. I wanted Mirae to sleep a little more comfortably.

“Leeharu.”

“Uh… Wait a minute… .”

Meanwhile, Hanna Yeon, who was cutting kimbap, handed me a piece of kimbap that was full of colorful colors.

Carrots, ham, burdock, radish, and egg. This kimbap made with basic fillings is Han Na-yeon’s work. By the way, spinach was not added on purpose. It feels bad if it gets stuck in your teeth.

“Just take it with your mouth. It gets on your hands.”

As I reached out to receive the kimbap, Hanna Yeon shook her head and pushed the kimbap up to my lips.

“Yes.”

yes?

The kimbap disappeared somewhere. Mirae, who had raised her head before anyone knew it, was chewing on the kimbap that had disappeared right before her eyes.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

Why do all the people frown when eating kimbap?

“I feel sick… .”

Moreover, even the impression I had after swallowing it was not about the kimbap.

Why is my daughter like this today? Could this be a magical day?

I slowly stroked Mirae’s hair, thinking that I should take my medicine with me so that I wouldn’t forget, just in case.

“Hannayeon, me, me. I haven’t tried it yet.”

◦I’ll give you %◦. Wait.”

Hanna Yeon handed me the kimbap that wasn’t in the lunch box.

“I’m hungry… .”

But this time, too, it was taken away by the future.

“Mi, if you want to eat the future, go down… .”

“I hate it.”

“No, then just eat one mom… .”

“No.”

All that came back was the future’s buried answers and hunger.

“Why are you being so grumpy… .”

He looked into the future with his lips pursed.

Didn’t we definitely teach you from a young age that delicious food tastes better when shared?

I don’t know if it was a playful feeling, but Mirae’s control of not being able to eat even one kimbap as she pleased felt cruel.

So I pretended to be even more angry and poked Mirae’s ribs with my finger.

“Get down. I won’t hug the bad kids.”

It doesn’t seem to tickle at all. Mirae is sticking to me without even twitching an eyebrow. She raises her head slightly and whispers quietly in my ear.

“This is what you should do to a bad mother who doesn’t even hug her daughter.”

“Hiyaak…!!”

With a grotesque scream, he jumped up, holding the future in his arms.

“Haa, haa… .”

My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my ears. The burning sensation on the back of my neck didn’t seem to go away.

Mirae licked my neck again, following last time. For some reason, my neck felt overly sensitive… At this point, I had no choice but to admit that this was my weakness.

“Why, why are you like that, sis?”

Narin, who was surprised by my reaction, looked up with puzzled eyes. Hannayeon, who was sitting next to me, seemed to think the same and tilted her head slightly.

“Oh, no. It’s… nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

I waved both hands in the air, then took a step back, holding the future in my arms, and whispered.

“Ma, I told you to speak first!”

“Are you surprised?”

The future met me with a playful smile. I couldn’t be angry at this… It wasn’t something to be angry about in the first place.

“I’m surprised… From now on, I’ll just wear a turtleneck.”

It wasn’t as sticky and uncomfortable as in the bathroom, because this time I could tell right away that it was a joke.

So I responded with a joke and slightly moved away from Mirae, but Mirae frowned and headed to her room.

“I’ll throw away all the polarities.”

“Oh no! It’s a joke, it’s a joke!”

Then, Mirae, who had stopped in front of the door, muttered.

“No, no, Mom. Wear what you wear at home, and wear a polo shirt when you go out.”

In fact, the only polarties I have are the ivory knit polar and black polar, which are buried deep in my closet.

I don’t know if it’s because it covers my entire neck or because I like loose clothes, but I don’t really like it because it makes me feel stuffy when I wear it.

If it weren’t for what the chairman sent me, I probably wouldn’t have a single pair of polar fleeces in my closet.

“I know Mom doesn’t wear polarity… .”

“Then I’ll buy you a scarf.”

“It’s spring now… ?”

“Then neck warmer.”

“So then it’s no different from wearing a polarity… .”

“Then I guess I should wear a polarity shirt.”

I understand your concern. After all, it’s true that you came back with a wound on the back of your neck.

“You’re doing this because of the wounds…? Oh, it’s okay! I won’t let anyone touch you except the future!”

As I said it, it seemed a bit strange, but I had no choice in order to reassure Mirae. In fact, my biggest desire was to avoid the forced polarity type.

“So I can touch it as I please?”

The mischievous voice of the future flew into my ears.

And only then did I realize.

Oh, I got beat by the future.

“Ah, no… Mommy’s body is yours!”

What kind of a useless excuse is this? I feel sorry for my poor speaking skills.

“Okay, I’ll wash up and come back.”

Mirae must have found my flustered appearance amusing, as she let out a breathy laugh and went into the bathroom.

A mother playing with her daughter. Is this okay?

* * *

“Miraeya, I thought about it… I feel like my authority has fallen a lot these days.”

She wore a pure white blouse with light blue jeans. She put on a black knit vest over it and checked her appearance in the mirror.

This is the best coordination I could think of. I really like the fresh and active feeling that goes well with spring days.

“You sound like an old fart.”

Mirae, who wore the same combination as me, only changed the color of her vest to beige to differentiate herself.

Mirae straightened the hem of her vest that had been pulled in and answered in an indifferent voice.

“Kko, old fart… .”

Who told you that? Our future doesn’t know such bad words!

But it wasn’t a wrong thing to say, so I thought back on my words and collapsed on the bed.

“That’s right… I’m sorry for being such an old-fashioned mom… .”

There was a hint of regret at the end of his words.

No matter what, you’re being a jerk to your mom. I think it was a bit much just now, but… Saying it to her face like that is too much…

“Mom.”

I unconsciously stuck out my lips and was sulking, when Mirae came towards me and slightly bent her upper body.

“Kiss. Let’s do it before we go.”

“Today too?”

“Before you go out, always say hello with a kiss. You promised, right?”

Did you even make a promise?

Honestly, I don’t remember very well. But it’s true that I did it without fail on my days off, so I guess there’s no need to reject it. Above all, rather than being surprised by a kiss outside like last time, it’s much better to do it safely in the room and leave.

“Even the old mom gives a kiss… .”

“I don’t mind if my mom is a jerk.”

“Mi, the future!”

The future that casts the spell of giving a bottle and giving medicine. I went straight over and embraced the future with my arms wide open.

“Um… .”

I gathered the saliva in my mouth and swallowed it, fearing that something unpleasant might happen.

And chuut.

Their lips touch, soft and warm, and they hold their breath for a moment, concentrating on each other’s warmth.

One second, two seconds.

Time passes slowly but comfortably. When will I fall?

It was always the future’s job to decide when to end things. I just had to hold my breath until the future was satisfied.

“Less than… .”

It was then. Hanna Yeon suddenly opened the door and came in, but stopped. The cell phone she was holding fell to the floor.

“Ugh… Ugh!”

My breathing became unsteady due to Hanna Yeon’s sudden appearance, so I stopped kissing her by waving my hands.

“French… !”

The breath that had been swirling around in my mouth burst out, losing its place to go, and only the scent of Mirae’s peach-scented lip balm remained, faintly lingering.

“Ha… Ha, Hanna Yeon, why?”

Although he tried to act calm, a slight tremble was evident at the end of his voice.

Why is that? Is it embarrassing to be caught kissing a mother and daughter? It’s not that strange.

“You guys… .”

It seems that it was an unfamiliar scene to Hana Han Na-yeon.

Since Hanna Yeon was raised by her father, the distance between father and daughter must feel different. Since I also remember being with my mother as a mother and son, I could understand Hanna Yeon.

Kissing my mother every day. I feel not only ashamed but also guilty.

But understanding and explaining were completely different areas. If someone said, “Isn’t this normal for a mother and daughter?”, it could have deeply hurt Hanna Yeon.

“Why don’t you do it with Na-rin? It’ll make your relationship stronger and it’ll be good.”

While I was choosing my words, Mirae smiled brightly as she picked up Hanna Yeon’s cell phone.

A perfect answer that provides an appropriate alternative while letting the question flow appropriately.

I’m glad my daughter is smart.