Kapitel 976: Nakano Itsuki’s Winning Route
Nakano Itsuki, 17 years old.
She already has someone she likes.
△ [Second semester of high school freshman year] △
After school, two high school students sat in a cafe recommended by the famous food blogger .
In front of the boy was a glass of iced coffee, while in front of the girl was a glass of apple juice, along with cheesecake, blueberry cheesecake, mille-feuille pie, tiger roll bread, and much more.
They seemed accustomed to this contrast. The boy read a book while the girl cut the cake with a fork and put it into her mouth.
"Asada-kun, are you okay with this university entrance exam assessment..."
"You know very well that asking this question will only make you more upset, so why do you ask?" Shinichi said casually.
"I'm just curious..." After finishing the cheesecake without appetite, Itsuki switched to the blueberry cheesecake.
"There's nothing to be curious about. Besides, the results won't change." Shinichi took out the assessment results from his school bag. A big A mark appeared in the top right corner.
"As expected of Asada-kun." Itsuki didn't feel jealous about this. Instead, she smiled and sighed in relief. "As long as there's nothing wrong on the exam day, you can easily get into any department at the University of Tokyo."
"If passing the exam means going through an interview. Getting into college isn't that simple." Shinichi said, linking his hands.
"Bring it here."
Itsuki was stunned for a moment and unconsciously handed over her hand.
Shinichi felt a slight chill coming from her.
He held her hand and fell silent for a moment.
"...I mean, bring the assessment book."
Only then did Itsuki regain consciousness. After suddenly realizing it, her face turned red. She hurriedly withdrew her hand and rummaged through her school bag with a little hesitation.
"No, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to turn around earlier..." She lowered her head, her face red, and her voice unconsciously softened.
"Here, please take a look."
Suppressing her embarrassment, a brown paper bag containing the assessment results was handed over with a slight tremor.
Shinichi opened it and saw a big D.
"D? How could you only get a D..." As he turned, his eyes unconsciously shifted to the two plump balls pressed on the table, which were about 89F in size...
"...Is your performance so poor? You're now ranked 50th in the school, and the admission decision is not just a D."
Shinichi's tone remained unchanged.
However, Itsuki still puffed out her cheeks, covering her chest with her hands, and looked at him with a little embarrassment.
"Asada-kun is really shameless!"
Shinichi showed no guilt, puffing out his chest and teasing gently.
"Don't worry about trivial things like that. What matters now is your grade! As your tutor, I can't let this result stand!"
Hearing this, Itsuki bit her lower lip slightly and admitted her mistake with a ashamed expression.
"I'm sorry, please teach me!"
"Excellent. If you know your mistakes and can correct them, there is no greater goodness." Shinichi reached out to touch her head, and Itsuki's hair was rubbed into various positions under his palm.
Itsuki lowered her head with a blushing face. Although her body was slightly tense, a smile always appeared on her lips.
After being touched like this for a long time, thin moans occasionally came out of her.
"Um, Asada-kun..."
Shinichi took back his hand and continued to look at the assessment sheet.
"If it's not because there's something wrong with your exam score, but your chosen school doesn't match your current grade..."
The acceptance rate represents the success rate of entering the desired university. For C, it's 40% to 60%, and for D, it's 20% to 40%.
Judging from Itsuki's teaching results last year, except for the best, almost all ordinary national universities could get an A grade, meaning there's no need to worry about her entrance exam.
If not, it would be impossible for her to obtain certain privileges from her father first.
"Department of Education, University of Tokyo?!"
After seeing the university department she chose, Shinichi said nothing and stared at her in astonishment.
"You..."
Like a child who made a mistake, Itsuki lowered her head, ready to be scolded.
After all, before the mock exam, she told him that her goal was Tsukuba University, but now she lied to him, ambitiously choosing the University of Tokyo, and getting unsatisfactory results...
He must be thinking, why did she exaggerate her abilities?
Even though she had her own reasons, she would definitely be blamed for making deliberate choices without consulting him.
Itsuki seemed to hear his voice.
Shinichi sighed.
"...Seriously, why do you secretly understand something like this?"
A piece of paper he had just seen was handed to Itsuki.
Itsuki was stunned, after reflexively taking it, her eyes were drawn to the row of small words next to the A grade, and her eyes widened.
Her heart seemed to be struck hard, and she covered her mouth in disbelief. The light in her eyes shone brightly, and her voice trembled.
"A-Asada-kun, why did you..."
"What's wrong with you?"
"What's going on!" Itsuki tried to calm her tone, "Are you not going to be accepted at Kyoto University or prestigious foreign universities..."
Shinichi smiled faintly and instead of directly answering her question, he asked,
"Itsuki, what's your dream?"
"...To be a teacher loved by many students like my mother."
Itsuki didn't dare to meet his gaze.
On the university admission qualification certificate, the row of black letters spelling "Department of Education, Tsukuba University" gradually blurred.
That was the choice she originally wanted to make.
"Asada-kun, didn't you already know about this? Why..."
Why still ask consciously?
Itsuki seemed to understand the answer, and she placed all her determination on this outcome and told him in her heart.
Shinichi preferred to hand over a better future and start the journey back, but also wanted...
Listening to Itsuki's slightly choked voice, Shinichi's eyes softened, gazing at her, speaking each word authentically.
"Because my dream is to accompany you on your dream path."
"This is just the beginning, how could I leave you alone here?"
Shinichi said as he placed the extra-large fruit sundae he ordered in front of him and shook his head.
"And you're eating a big bowl of sundae even though you shouldn't be eating ice cream. Who can calm their mind with someone as silly as you?"
Daring to eat ice cream even though your hands and feet are cold, not afraid of worsening menstrual cramps?
To protect this precious beautiful culinary enthusiast girl, Shinichi had long decided to sacrifice half of his life for her.
"—"
A series of tears flowed soundlessly.
Her body trembled slightly, Itsuki cried tears of joy, and she looked at Shinichi.
Shinichi smiled helplessly, put down the spoon, and raised his hand to wipe her tears.
Itsuki took advantage of this situation and placed her palm on the side of her face, smiling happily, feeling the warmth in her palm.
After a while, she suddenly woke up, slapped the table, and stood up.
"No, that's not true! Asada-kun, you can't give up your promising future because of me! It's so unreasonable!"
Shinichi bit into the sundae indifferently.
"I hate sweets, but here I am eating a sweet fruit sundae. Do you think it's sensible to do this?"
Itsuki hesitantly replied, "No...?"
"So, why am I doing this when I have a normal IQ and am conscious?"
Shinichi asked with half-squinted eyes, the spoon making a sharp sound against the edge of the glass bowl, and he observed her expression.
"Why..."
The ahoge hair on her head trembled, and Itsuki tilted her head in confusion. Her expression was initially puzzled, then revealed memories, and slowly became enlightened. After understanding something, bright red color emerged from her neck.
She buried her head in her chest, and her fingers panickedly pressed against her knees.
Her red lips lifted slightly, and she whispered very carefully.
"Because you... like me?"
*Ding Ding Ding*
After tapping the spoon three times, Shinichi smiled and said, "Your guess is correct, but unfortunately there's no prize."
"Wuuuu~"
Itsuki was so shy that she just lay on the table.
Shinichi seemed unsatisfied and kept talking.
"Kirisu-sensei also advised me, but I countered like this—"
"For me, the best is not the most suitable, what should be is not what I want, and common sense is not what I like."
"If I have a chance to make choices for my future, I won't hesitate to take the worst, most wrong, most unreasonable path, and the path I must not miss."
"Of course, I was immediately scolded as a stubborn child and asked to go back and think carefully."
He rubbed the curled hair on Itsuki's head and said firmly.
"Well, even so, as long as I can accompany someone to finish this journey, no matter how long it takes, I will never regret it."
"Mhm—"
Itsuki trembled slightly, if her body allowed, she would surely hide under the table now.
"Asada-kun... Please stop talking..."
Shinichi tilted his head with an innocent expression.
"Eh? Why? I didn't say anything strange."
"No, it's not a question of whether it's strange or not..."
"By the way, remember to change your choice back to the Department of Education at Tsukuba University. If not, from now on, I'll have to find a way for you to get into the University of Tokyo." Shinichi smiled wickedly, his voice full of affection, and he lowered his head.
"Don't worry, wherever you go, I'll be by your side for the next four years, or the years to come..."
"Mhm!"
Itsuki raised her head, her mouth pouting in anger, and she sealed her angry speaking mouth.
Before Shinichi could react, she held his cheeks with both hands and kissed him without hesitation.
"Uh—"
Whether it was an illusion, but Shinichi always felt there were some cheers coming from the side.
His eyes widened, and he looked in surprise at Itsuki, whose eyes also widened in refusal to admit defeat. Their eyes met, their lips touched, and they remained motionless.
"Ha..."
After who knows how long, but Itsuki slowly retreated, gasping with hot breaths, blinking her blurry eyes, and unconsciously licking the saliva on her lips.
Shinichi still looked at her puzzled, but the first thing Itsuki did when she truly regained consciousness was to lift her head towards him and show a victorious smile.
"Asada-kun, don't think you can always ride me!"
Don't think that she can always be played with easily.
Shinichi covered his mouth with the back of his hand and turned his face away, his ears slightly red.
After hesitating for a long time, he spoke softly.
"Can you..."
"Hm?"
"Really... Turned on."
"...Hm???"
What does that mean?
In the end, they fled from the store in embarrassment under the gaze of everyone in the store.
After that, Shinichi teased Itsuki with "sex bread" again, and she almost punched his chest, causing him to die on the spot.
As a result, this title, which was even more outrageous than the meat bun monster, was sealed and asleep far in Shinichi's mind.
△ [Graduation Season] △
Last year of high school, end of semester.
In the spring, cherry blossoms fluttered.
Under the quiet cherry blossom tree, there was a pavilion in the distance and the shadows of swaying trees.
They were separated by a cherry blossom tree, and within a distance of five meters, they reflected each other's figures.
The graduation certificate was put into a black scroll.
The boy gazed at the girl, his short black hair blowing in the wind, and his eyes filled with a smile.
The girl looked at the boy, her long pinkish-red hair waving softly.
They looked at each other in silence.
The strong wind blew through, the cherry blossoms rustled, and snowflakes fluttered.
The wind tousled the man's clothes and the girl's hair.
His tie swayed from side to side in front of his neck, and a bright star hairpin shone between her temples.
Yet, neither of them moved. They just stared into each other's eyes.
It didn't take long.
As the school bell rang, they seemed to have timed it perfectly and spoke simultaneously.
"I like you." X2
The confession wasn't a demand, but a signal of victory.
At that graduation moment, their relationship officially began.
Looking at each other, they couldn't hold back their laughter.
Suddenly, Shinichi opened his arms towards the girl.
"Itsuki!"
Itsuki pushed aside her diploma, jumped, and threw herself into his embrace.
"Asada-kun!"
"Pfft!"
The next moment, the boy and the girl fell to the ground together. After a moment of silence, cries of joy echoed throughout the Sakura Pavilion.
"A-Asada-kun——!"
△ [Living together on campus] △
"It suddenly occurred to me that when couples kiss, they must pay attention to whether the other party has an ahoge hair."
"Um... Do you still remember what happened then? I wasn't serious."
It was raining outside.
After quietly complaining to Shinichi, Itsuki touched her head, as if checking if her hair was sticking up.
"To be honest, you're actually cuter with an ahoge."
Shinichi covered it with his palm and pressed lightly.
"That's what I said, but you still have to remember the grudge from back then." Itsuki glanced at him with a reproachful look, not rejecting the intimate gesture.
Rain fell outside.
They walked towards the home they shared.
"How is it possible? I only wore these glasses to kiss you."
Shinichi smiled and pushed up his glasses.
Itsuki's face flushed, then she snorted, pretending not to care.
"I can't believe what men say."
"Kiss me properly when you come back."
"Don't take this evil dragon!"
Itsuki bumped her head against his chest, and Shinichi tapped her back with his chin.
They had just started having fun under the umbrella. As soon as someone saw them, they immediately returned to a serious appearance.
Then, when no one was looking, they secretly started interacting affectionately.
Upon arriving home, they accidentally got caught in the middle of a heavy rain because of the tension that had occurred along the way.
"Asada-kun, please take a shower first."
"No, you shower first."
Itsuki looked at Shinichi's wet casual shirt, placed one hand on her hip, and said seriously.
"Be obedient, you shower, and I'll wash the clothes, or else you'll catch a cold."
"...You're my girlfriend, not my mom." Shinichi didn't give in. He squinted his eyes, looked at her, who was only 1.65 meters tall, and ordered in a cold tone.
"I'll wash and cook ginger soup. I won't let you catch a cold! Now, take a hot shower!"
"..."
Itsuki's heart was pounding, and she quickly shook her head, returning the look without backing down.
"Tomorrow, you have a part-time job, right? You shower first!"
"Tomorrow, you have an internship, right? You shower first."
"I rarely get caught in the rain, so you shower first!"
"I like you more, you shower first!"
"Mhm~~~" Itsuki blushed and trembled slightly, looking at him with a shy expression.
This guy was using his casual attitude to flirt with her again!
Feeling embarrassed and annoyed, Itsuki closed her eyes and shouted loudly.
"Enough! Let's shower together."
Shinichi's eyes widened in surprise.
Then he raised his thumb and nodded earnestly.
"Okay! You should do it even if you don't!"
△
So, in the bathroom.
Steam billowed, and the air was so silent that even the sound of dripping water hitting the floor was very clear.
There were two adults squeezed into a medium-sized bathtub. The water line dangling on the edge of the bathtub, any slight movement by both of them would cause the hot water to overflow.
"Hah... Asada-kun, you always sound like a gangster, but you're nervous during the main scene.
"It's very cute."
Due to space constraints, Itsuki could only sit in the "front" position between Shinichi's legs.
Although she was nervous and dared not move, she still lifted her chin bravely.
Her vision was not good, and she was in a steam-filled room without glasses. The world was basically blurry, and she didn't know what expression Shinichi had now.
But she could feel his whole body as stiff as a statue. Maybe he had the same nervousness as her, right?
As she thought about this, she felt so embarrassed that she dared not speak again and stopped teasing Shinichi. She planned to keep her mouth shut until she passed out or Shinichi left.
However, as she fell silent, Shinichi leaned forward slightly and spoke in her ear.
"This is called patience, not nervousness, you boring person."
His voice was low, slightly hoarse as if he was holding something back, and his hand touched her shoulder and began to caress it.
Itsuki's head first entered a completely empty world, and then there was an explosion. She finally realized what dangerous situation she was in.
The thought of escaping only came for a moment. Shortly after, her body slowly softened, and she fell weakly into Shinichi's embrace.
"Asada-kun, I..."
"Ssst, don't speak."
"Hmm~"
△
After showering, Shinichi put on his raincoat and went to the convenience store to buy microwave food. The apartment was very close to the convenience store, and he didn't get rained on, so he didn't need to shower again.
Initially, Itsuki wanted to cook herself, but she was too tired from the shower earlier, and she felt lazy, so she and Shinichi lazily lay on the sofa, eating and watching TV.
"Asada-kun, ah~"
She bit into her seafood risotto and brought it close to Shinichi's mouth.
Shinichi was surprised: "Is Itsuki really feeding this to someone else?"
"What's wrong with you! I'm not greedy!"
Itsuki pouted angrily, her eyes wandering for a moment, then she glanced at the TV and mumbled awkwardly.
"Because, if you eat with someone you like, it tastes better..."
"..."
After Shinichi fell silent, he ate the risotto on spoon in one bite, then twirled his pasta himself.
"Then let's share our food with each other."
"...Um."
"Don't worry until you're full."
"...No, this is enough."
"Really?" Shinichi looked at Itsuki leaning on his shoulder with a happy expression, then lowered his head.
Itsuki's face began to blush again as she looked at him, and she thought somewhat nervously if there was still sauce left on her mouth, and she wanted to lick it with her lips.
But Shinichi pulled out a meat bun from somewhere, placed it earnestly in her hand, then gently touched her head.
"Don't lie, a bowl of rice can't feed my Itsuki. Luckily, I bought an extra meat bun. Eat it."
"..."
While holding the warm packaged bag, Itsuki looked at him in disbelief.
Surprise?
How could it be!
Embarrassing! My male housemate actually thought I'm a foodie?
"You're really so silly!"
Itsuki was so angry that she wanted to smack Shinichi's face hard.
However, her arm unconsciously changed angle in the air and shoved the meat bun into her mouth angrily, got up, and walked towards the bedroom.
There was a meat bun in her mouth.
Before Shinichi could tell her not to eat in the bedroom, she closed the door. Itsuki always followed etiquette and wouldn't slam the door even when she was angry.
But that meant Shinichi was left alone in the living room, unable to speak with a pile of leftover dinner trash.
△ [After marriage and work] △
Morning.
Shinichi dreamed.
The scene in his dream was of his new wife, whom he had been married to for two years, pushing him down with a very lustful expression, her eyes blurred and murmuring in her mouth.
"Hubby, it looks tasty..."
Shinichi thought the other party was doing something pornographic, but before he could get excited, he saw clear and sticky saliva slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth, wetting his cheek.
"I can't hold back anymore, just take one bite... just one bite..."
"Ittadakimasu~"
Slowly opening her mouth, Itsuki pressed down firmly, leaving no room to resist. With greedy light in her eyes, she bit down hard near his collarbone.
Shinichi woke up in fear.
His first reaction upon waking up was to ensure that the shape of his sleeping wife beside him was real.
Fortunately, beneath those pink lips, those two rows of beautiful white teeth were still there.
Shinichi breathed a sigh of relief, then opened his pajama collar and checked the position of his collarbone.
"..."
Seeing the strawberry-like bruise on it, he fell silent.
"It shouldn't have been too intense last night..."
So, did she plant this while he was asleep?
What a glutton...
Shinichi glanced helplessly at the pink-haired woman, then lay back in bed.
There was still half an hour before the usual wake-up time, so he hugged his wife and went back to sleep.
△
At a high school.
"Shinichi-sensei, can you bring me that form?"
"Yes, Itsuki-sensei. By the way, I brought my love. Will you accept it?"
"...No! Don't tease during work hours!" The beautiful female teacher with a dignified posture glared angrily through her glasses, then turned around and continued with her own affairs.
If you look closely, you can see that her ears have a bright pink color, complementing her braided hair.
Shinichi couldn't help but laugh a few times and sat back contentedly at his desk.
Being able to tease his wife even at work, this job was the future he longed for!
At that moment, the dean's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Asada-sensei, is Asada-sensei here?"
Both of them stood up from their seats simultaneously.
"Here!"
Then they looked at each other, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.
"Hmm... I should have been Nakano-sensei at school. I'm sorry..."
Asada Itsuki sat holding her flushed cheeks.
She lowered her head, not daring to meet the friendly eyes and smiles around her.
Another teacher patted Shinichi on the shoulder and was about to tease him a few words.
Turning away, he signaled to Itsuki and spoke seriously to his colleagues.
"Did you see my wife?"
"She's not lost or anything, I just wanted you to know how cute she is."
Teacher: "😐"
Whack!
A science textbook flew and came close to his face, then Itsuki, covered in black gas, dragged Shinichi out.
Shortly after, Itsuki returned to the office with a fresh look and graceful steps.
"Ah, what can I do for you?"
Sensing everyone's focus on her, she smiled politely and courteously, and a cold light appeared in her eyes.
"It's nothing, it's okay..."
Everyone shook their heads, hurried back to their own affairs, and quietly raised the AC temperature.
△ [After marriage] △
The school bell rang.
"That's it for today. Remember to go back and review page 59. There might be a test tomorrow."
"Eh~"
"Come on, if you don't want to review, just burn some incense and pray to Buddha. Besides, for students who haven't submitted the career survey questionnaire, please bring it to my office immediately, otherwise, the homework will be doubled!"
"Yes..."
Itsuki, who was almost accustomed to teaching, no longer trembled or felt nervous in class, and even joked with the students.
Her relaxed and engaging teaching style, straightforward attitude towards others, and most importantly her beauty and temperament made her very popular among both students and teachers.
She packed up her lesson plans and was about to leave the class when she was suddenly stopped by a student who usually didn't speak much.
"Sakura-san? Do you want to submit the survey form now?"
Itsuki leaned forward slightly and reached out her hand towards the paper in the girl's hand.
But the girl shook her head, her hands behind her back, her face full of doubt, and she spoke hesitantly.
"Sensei, did you decide to become a teacher because of your dream?"
Itsuki seemed to understand what she wanted to ask, and the corner of her lips slowly curved into a smile.
Pushing her hair back behind her ears, she straightened her expression and spoke softly.
"No. Initially, I was chasing someone, thinking that I had to be that person, and that's why I wanted to become a teacher."
"That was a goal, not a dream."
The blue eyes behind the lenses softened, as if recounting a past story, and the smile on her face made the girl slightly surprised.
"But then, someone suddenly entered my life and brought about a big change for me... He was my classmate, my friend, and my teacher. He was someone I deeply respected, someone I wanted to learn from throughout my life."
"Even though he turned my daily life upside down and even made my family sad and shed tears, I never hated him for a second, because his back was always a marker of my growth."
"I want to be like him."
"Like him, leading others to grow, overcoming countless confusions, finding the path you want to take, and sticking to it..."
Itsuki placed her hand on the girl's head, gently stroking it using techniques she remembered.
"At the moment, I'm dreaming."
As if thinking of the figure of that long-lost person, her cheeks were tinged with a faint pink, and she smiled gently and spoke.
"Although it's very difficult, as long as you keep pursuing your dreams, you won't be alone. Someday, you'll get more than you imagine."
The girl lowered her head and fell silent for a moment.
Itsuki checked the time and was about to leave the class when a somewhat messy questionnaire was handed in.
"Sensei, I found the answer!"
The girl lifted her face and said seriously.
"After you find your dream, you should look for a boyfriend who has the same dream, right?"
"Yes, that's right... huh?!" Itsuki's smile froze, cold sweat trickled down her forehead, and she quickly shook her head in denial.
She didn't want to be known as someone who incites students to fall in love!
"I didn't say that, Sakura-san, did you misunderstand something..."
She looked at the ring on Itsuki's left hand and furrowed her brow.
"Sensei, is the person you just talked about your husband?"
Itsuki's mouth moved slightly, her expression embarrassed, but she couldn't deny it.
"That's right..."
"Is he Asada-sensei who is on a business trip to another school right now?"
"Yes, that's right..."
The girl's face seemed to say, "I've reached this point, do you have any questions?" as she looked at Itsuki with a helpless expression.
Itsuki was suddenly hit hard, and she lowered her head with a desperate expression, and even started mumbling with a flat mouth.
"The order is so different... I fell in love with him first, then I decided on my dream..."
"It doesn't matter! Sensei, don't worry, I actually prefer women, and there's no harm in falling in love early."
Itsuki looked at the student in front of her in astonishment, not knowing what to say.
Can she say this so casually?
"Thank you for your enlightenment, Sensei. So I won't bother you."
Sakura bowed politely and returned to her seat.
Itsuki left the classroom feeling a bit lost.
△
In the evening, back at home.
Shinichi rubbed his sore neck and found his wife staring at a piece of paper while deep in thought, so he sat down beside her and looked at her curiously.
"Journal Survey... Want to fill it out? Sakura in your class... Ah, is that girl with the distinctive voice and cute appearance, unexpectedly having many friends?"
"Yeah..." Itsuki sighed, suddenly becoming alert, and looked at her husband.
"How do you know so clearly?"
Shinichi held his head and gave her a deep French kiss. As Itsuki was so captivated by the kiss, he explained proudly.
"Just like you in high school, I've learned everything about you."
"I hate that, you really..." Itsuki leaned gently into his embrace. She didn't have the strength to be angry, so she surrendered to him and murmured in confusion.
"When I really met a student who was confused about their future goals, I realized that whether it's to support their dreams or to let them see reality clearly, it's a heavy choice for teachers..."
Shinichi smiled lightly.
"They're the ones who make the choice. We can only give them the confidence to take the first step. Don't burden yourself too much."
Itsuki thought for a moment, slowly relaxing her eyebrows, closing her eyes in his embrace, and murmured like a dream.
"Yes, that's right."
Shinichi changed the subject and his expression suddenly became serious.
"Tell me, when are you going to take maternity leave? It's been three months already. Just stay at home and wait for the birth."
Itsuki suddenly woke up, rarely using her cute voice, pouted, and looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Let me teach for a little longer, just a few more months~"
Shinichi's face was stern.
"Don't act coquettish! Forget about the child, what if something happens to you? I'll take care of you there at school."
Itsuki shook her arm.
"Let me be coquettish, my hubby~ Look, my stomach is still flat..."
To prove that her stomach hadn't grown yet, she immediately lifted her shirt to reveal her white belly underneath.
Then, there was a moment of silence.
"...Is it really flat?"
Shinichi couldn't help but turn away.
Itsuki's blushing face turned pale in an instant. She touched her stomach.
"...This, this is because of eating too much fat, it has nothing to do with pregnancy!"
"Really? But my weight has increased..."
"Mhm..."
Shinichi covered his face and sighed.
"You actually admitted your biggest weakness in life just because you wanted to go to work..."
After hearing his words, Itsuki finally cried and punched his chest with her small angry hand.
"Wuwuwu, I'm definitely not getting fat, Hubby, you big idiot -!"
Today, the sound of a broken rib echoed from the Asada family.
△ [After their daughter was safely born] △
"Rikka, you must remember one thing."
"Mom, what is it?"
Asada Rikka tilted her head sweetly and looked at her mother.
Itsuki knelt down and looked at her daughter with a serious expression on her face.
"If you ever look for a boyfriend, don't look for someone like your father. Otherwise, sooner or later, you'll get so angry that domestic violence becomes a habit."
Rikka looked at Shinichi lying on the ground pretending to be dead. She suddenly understood and looked at him in admiration.
"Mom, you're amazing!"
Hearing this, Itsuki smiled satisfactorily.
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