You may still be in danger to Harmonia. I thought so. I'll send her to the dorm.
Then I formulate herbs for myself with my daughter and make stomach pills.
Full of sobriety, it served to neutralize a poison in the name of a certain girl's cooking.
If I hadn't drunk it, neither Chloe nor I would have even drunk the hot chocolate that Chloe had soaked us.
When I divulged that sentiment, my daughter rarely agreed.
"Right. It's bad for Harmonia, but Harmonia cooking isn't food. It's medicine. That's..."
and leak bitter laughter.
Medicine is a word that refers to something that works, but, well, is that what I'm going to do?
My daughter's best friend had many flaws, but she also had more advantages than that.
I guess that's why my daughter liked her and made her friends.
I was hesitant to bruise the friend.
I just wanted to ask you one thing and wake up.
I ask my daughter.
"Fiona, by the way"
"What, Dad?
My daughter stretches her gaze to look up.
"Whatever makes Harmonia your mother, doesn't Fiona want a mother?
My daughter attaches her index finger to her chin.
I said this when I pretended to think about it a little bit.
"I don't know. But at least there's resistance to calling Harmonia your mother."
"Right. I don't want to be the kind of animal that makes you call your classmate your mother, neither do I."
If that happens, my master, Iris Seymour, will call me this with his belly in his arms.
"You lolicon sage!
That's what it says in the sacrifice bag, and they must give you 65 gold coins.
That's all I wanted to avoid.
That's what I think, my daughter clings to my arm.
"But I wouldn't disagree if your father wanted to marry you."
My daughter runs out.
"I think it would be best if your father were happy. If you like Harmonia, that's fine, and if you like Chloe, that's fine. I wouldn't disagree in the unlikely event that you get married to Aunt Illis. Yeah, I'd rather bless you."
"Is it in case of a master"
I laugh unwittingly, but that would be what she meant.
My daughter didn't break her serious look when she joked that I could never be the only 17-year-old witch forever.
Anyway, my daughter seems to respect my autonomy and happiness.
Shall I make you happy at best?
I thought so. I'll do my daughter a favor.
I said it in a subtle tone.
"Well, I guess I'll have you sleep in your father's bed tonight. It's been a long time since I've slept while my poor sleeping daughter kicked me in the ass."
Fiona gets lightly angry when I say so.
"I'm a sleeping minister, not bad!
and.
But as soon as I go to my room, I come back with a pillow and a bear doll Euno, plus a picture book.
"Whatever the bear dolls are, are you a college student and a picture book?
"I'm a college student, so I'm a picture book."
"What about that heart?
"Because when you grow up more, your father is going to stop sleeping in bed with you. I'll have a sweet drink while you still can!
When she said that, she changed to Negrije on the spot and jumped into bed.
Look at that.
"Oh man, you're just a kid"
and leaks exhalation.
But the exhalation was full of happiness.
It was a lack of commitment as a lady, but she will also grow up one day.
Only then will my daughter behave like a puberty daughter, instead of sleeping with me.
I don't know if it's two or three years from now, but that's bound to happen someday.
As a father it was a sad thing, but as a parent it would be a joy.
I made my daughter read a picture book, hoping that one day she would have such a day, or dreaming of her growing up.
Happiness may refer to these days.
There is not a single human being in this house with blood connected, but there are plenty of families connected by bonds. And that number will continue to grow.
It was not a prophecy or a desire, it was only a fact.
I could realise from the bottom of my heart how thankful that was when I was dealing with my daughter.