At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

After waiting for a while blurry, Inai brought some hot water in the bucket.

It's big enough for this kid to roll over to bed, and it's a shallow barrel.

Speaking of which, may I use water or something in the room?

Inai's bringing it, is it good?

"Oops."

Inai puts the bucket on the floor and lays a cloth on the floor.

Sit on a cloth and squeeze the towel on hot water.

"Look, come here"

"... yeah."

When Inai calls the child by invitation, he nods honestly and walks to Inai's side.

"You stay over there."

I'm stunned, I'm stunned, I'm stunned.

Why is it so hard for me to be here?

Well, it's a girl, albeit a child, and it's obvious. I can't help it. I can't help it.

"Well, is that clothes? Or is that your power?

"... Ndid you make it yourself?

"Say it out there..."

Made it? On your own?

I thought those black clothes weren't normal, but you made them with that kid's power.

... uh, hey, so I was touching myself even though I was that black?

Oh, shit, here we come. Scared. I'm glad I didn't scrape my arms...

"... when I realized, because this was happening, I don't understand it well"

"Oh, unconscious. I see. Can you turn it off?

"... I don't know. I'll try."

I can hear you making a shorter voice.

Is he calling and turning off his clothes?

"Oh, gone..."

Inai makes the words cut off along the way.

"... your mother?

I hear a child questioning. I wonder what's going on, are you okay?

Tallow, you can turn around.

"Huh?"

No, uh, why?

From the stream, the kid's probably naked right now, right?

"Are you okay turning that way?

"It's all right, so turn around"

Hmm, well, if that's the case, is it okay? Believe in Inai's words and turn around.

Then, as expected, the child was naked.

My skin, which was slightly shallow and black until just now, was white and bright white as if blood had not passed through it.

But more than that, above all, there was a reason why Inai could turn around.

"You were a boy."

The symbol of the boy was attached to the child.

"... Really?

"Uh..."

What do you mean, you don't even know your own gender?

You didn't even know that, you know, you were sleeping over there?

You know the word "father" and "mother" for that.

"I was dressed like that, and I thought she was a woman because she looked like this."

"I thought I was a girl too"

Those clothes were so messy, I didn't even know when I held them.

"Well, that's the thing. You don't have to worry about that."

"Well, it's not like I want to see it."

I don't have the sexual habit of wanting to see kids, plus boys naked.

"Well, and"

Inai holds the child and puts it in a bucket.

The child is irresistible. I keep everything completely in Inai.

"Let's start with your head."

Inai foams the soap she was removing at some point and washes out the child's hair.

I even used that soap at the tree house.

It's good for washing your hair because your hair doesn't get too messy.

Although, women don't seem to have to take care of it afterwards either.

There's got to be something dedicated to washing your hair, but haven't you brought it?

"Just look at your face, you're a girl, after all"

Inai gently washes the child's head with a whine like that.

The handwriting looks pretty familiar.

Po, I was staring at it. Don't soothe.

"... feels good"

The child is made innay but remains.

Very dear.

"Okay, let's flush it"

"... yeah."

The child nods at Inai's words and stands still.

Inai smiles a little and flushes her head.

When you are done flushing, gently wipe your head and wipe your face.

"... that's it?

The child tells Inai with some unfortunate look.

Maybe it felt good to have my head washed.

I feel bad about having my head washed with a haircut or something.

My hair is also cut by Inai, so I know how it feels.

"Not yet, you haven't got your body"

"... yeah."

The child nods happily somewhere.

Something about the tremendous speed of nostalgia.

Inai foams soap again.

"Probably fine, but if it hurts, tell me."

"... yeah."

Inai begins behind her ears and slowly washes to her toes so that there is no washout.

The child had raised his voice tickling occasionally, but it seemed pleasant.

Why don't you tell me you want me to, too?

Yeah, something, like this, is going to be seen with white eyes, so I guess I'll stop it.

He flushes his body with hot water after washing it and wipes his whole body with a towel.

When you are done wiping, let it move over the cloth, and wipe your feet away as well.

"All right, you're pretty."

"... a replacement?

"Whoa, it's over."

"... now, Mother, don't you hate me?

"... um, well, yeah"

"... good"

To a child who sees Inai with a full smile, Inai is a delicate face after all.

It only seems to pierce your mother's call.

"Now, do you want to wear regular clothes? Or is it calmer to let yourself out like you just did?

"... if your father and your mother are wearing it, that's better"

"Oh well."

Ugh, Inai's expression is gentle, even as she sighs like she gave up something.

"Uh, wait a minute."

Inai puts out a smaller shelf, like he did when he put out his closet at some point.

From there, I take out clothes that are almost identical to, rather than similar to, the clothes I'm wearing right now, and that are smaller in size.

"Put this on. You know how to wear it?

"Well, I felt that way. I'll tell you what, remember."

"... yeah."

Inai puts her clothes on as she teaches her child how to wear them.

Watching how it went, I thought it really looked like a parent or child.

No, maybe if I saw it from someone who doesn't know Inai, would I look like my sister and brother?

Something good.

"... approximate"

When the kid got dressed, he looked at me and squealed like that.

You think so? Yeah, something like that, yeah. What an embarrassment.

Well, the clothes I'm wearing, it feels like I see them everywhere, it's an easy design.

"Well, I don't know if I'll contact the blubbers... or I'll just clean this up..."

"... help?

"Fine, wait. I have a bad feeling about this."

Likewise, it's going to be amazing if this kid helps.

I just saw that ground decided, I think so.

"... okay. Waiting."

After confirming that the child has replied, Inai leaves the room with a bucket.

In the meantime, I'll wrap the cloth I laid on the floor in an inner roll and leave it in the corner for now.

When I sat back in the chair, I got on my knees again.

Smells like soap.

"... Mother, I like"

"... you know what?"

I stroke my head and finally wait for Po Inai again.

If I had a child, I wonder if it would be like this.

No, I hear babies are tough, and there you go first.

What a delusion, while the two of us waited boggedly for Inai to return.