235 235 Thoughts as a parent (2/2)

I was embarrassed that everything seemed to be spotted, and if I turned away, I could hear a laugh.

”Besides, it doesn't look like he's doing anything about it.”

The usual smile greets Shudo when he groans that they are worse than their mother in a certain sense to the sound of certainty.

”Well, isn't that what I'm gonna say anyway? It's about Zhou, so I guess I spent a lot of time thinking about it. It's a good place for you and a bad place for you.”

”... this is the right thing to do later.”

”You say you're a high school student while my son, but you're being rational a lot. Well, I know it's a bummer.”

”... you have no choice”

”Yeah, you are.”

So did I. Shudo, who laughed for a while, stared around with a smile-dampening look.

”Oh, Zhou”

”Hmm?”

”Don't worry about the cost, okay?

To that one word, Zhou made himself strong.

Both Zhou and Midday have a common perception that they will marry in the future. That's why I took care of my midday body now and the future and made a choice not to overlap my body. Convinced, it happened last night.

From there, the realistic issues ahead - in terms of costs and permission from parents at midday - were something Zhou was thinking about without talking about at midday.

If we're going to get married, it's obvious, but there's going to be financial problems. Considering what to do with the ceremony, residence, income, etc. and what to do after putting in the book, I didn't think I could be tied just to dream.

If you harden that without expecting Shudo to say it, you are still smiling bitterly in such a way.

”Zhou and, as the parents of Mr. Vertebra, I want to bless you. Instead, I want kids like Mr. Vertebra to be happy without worries, and my son to be happy. I think you should let me do this.”

”... isn't that what we do for ourselves?”

”When will that be?”

”Ugh.”

When they say that, there is something hard.

If we wanted to do it all ourselves, it would be like being in the second or third grade of society and finally being able to prepare it. I don't want to be indispensable in a ceremony that is an admiration for women, and I want to see midday dresses and white innocence.

However, I was suffering because I also know that was an act that kept me waiting for midday.

”Mr. Vertebra, do you want to keep him waiting? Especially for girls, time is precious, right?

”Ugh.... Still.”

”For me, I think the ceremony is a gateway and the last big gift I get from my parents. My sweet son and daughter are going to live off their parents' hands, so I want my parents to help.”

Hu Dou, who smiled and mouthed the coffee, moistens his mouth and then opens it again.

”Of course, if we decide to do it all, I support it. If not, we'd like to celebrate Mr. Vertebra's parents' share.”

Both Shudo and Shibako knew that they were going to take the place of their parents knowing the midday home environment. Like my real daughter, and like my stepdaughter, I can see that you care about midday.

He's right, I guess he's instilling love as a parent at midday for the midday parents he hasn't been given before. That's also why I see it as a wind trying to compromise and I'm not going to give in.

Shu Dou, laughing through Zhou, wondering if it was really sweet, sneezed and miscellaneously stroked Zhou's hair.

”You've always been bad at being sweet and relying on it, haven't you? I hope you don't mind. Let me do something parental.”

”... they're making me sweet enough”

”That's not true. Instead of losing my rebellion, I just grew up on my own, and I missed you, didn't I?

Zhou never stopped his hand in Shu Dou, who was unwilling to stop his stroking hand.

It's ticklish, embarrassing, but I don't hate it. The trust and reassurance in parents had made me honestly accept this act.

”You just have to let Zhou be your parent and show me your grandson's face. It's okay to be filial after our lives have stabilized. Fortunately, both I and Shibako are healthy. I'm looking out for my health, and I'm going to live a long family life. Give it back to me before I die.”

Zhou lowered his brow butt and spoiled and accepted to treat him as a child, feeling the thought of twitching and staining his chest, glad that these people were children, to Shu Dou, who laughed and treated Zhou as a child.