Chapter 262 – Reconciliation (1).

It ended well.
I’m not sure if it ended well for Choi Da-eun, but I achieved everything I wanted.
First of all, I really liked being able to meet my daughters.

“So what? Did Da-eun forgive me?”
“Looking at the reaction, it doesn’t seem like they’ve forgiven you.”

I hate mask trash, but I like Park Seon-woo.
Because I am affected by the “Training App”, It is impossible to deny my feelings for me.
Choi Da-eun also sees that she knew that and she had no choice but to bend her pride.

“It must have been a bad feeling. No matter how much I hate it, I can’t make kids without a father.”
“Hmm, is that so?”

I went to Han So-ra’s house.
Since I also have a child in Han So-ra’s house, I planned to show my face periodically.

“I just live here. I have to put together my housekeeping anyway, so what are you doing to show your face?”
“… Even so…”

When I didn’t have children, I didn’t feel particularly strange even if I lived alone.
Because it was natural
Unmarried men and women are not supposed to live together, but living under the same roof is even more strange.

But not anymore.
Including Choi Da-eun, Han So-ra and Petra, everyone gave birth to a child.

A baby needs a father
It might be okay for him to be apart when Dad is fucking on an alien planet, but living separately when he’s still living and breathing on the same Earth was a bit vague.

Only then did the moment come when it felt more strange to be separated.

“Hmm…”
“Are you feeling ashamed now? Do you want to live together?”
“No, that’s not it.”

I don’t think Han So-ra or Petra will be too difficult.

“Master! Hug Henry too.”

Before I knew it, Petra, who had moved her belongings to Sora’s house, pushed her boy to me.
Henry.
It was a black-haired white boy.

Only Petra gave birth to a son.
Choi Da-eun gave birth to two daughters.
Maybe that’s why, there was a strangely powerful feeling.

“In Korea, you have to have a son to be considered a real daughter-in-law, right? I gave birth to a son.”
“Daughter-in-law…”

The word “Daughter-in-law” Makes me feel anew.
She knew it was time to go see her mom and dad.

* * *

One Sora has two houses of her own.
One is the house she prepared when she was active as an S-class hunter.
The house that Hana prepared after defeating her empress and starting her entertainment career.

The address of the former has long since been exposed, while the address of the latter remains unknown to the public.
Petra unpacked her bags at her latter house.

“Beep, beep! Condensation!”
“Kyaaaaagh! Shit!”

Have two babies
Two children who were born and were less than one year old.
Of course it’s noisy.
One is enough, but when the two are together, I can’t handle it.

“I’m glad you’re a Hunter.”

What if you lost your power as a Hunter?
There would be no hell.
Having to deal with babies who don’t get tired with weak human bodies.

“I’d rather fight the empress.”
“Still, Songi is on the quiet side. Did Da-eun see her daughters-in-law? It’s really crazy, crazy.”

Han So-ra stuck her tongue out at her Da-in Da-yeon sister.

“It’s because I resemble my mother’s personality. She was fucking right.”
“Is that enough? I don’t think so.”

It’s hard to sympathize with Han So-ra’s words.
The Da-in Da-yeon sisters I saw…

“She said she hugged me for a second and came out right away? So yes. Seonwoo feels that way because he hasn’t seen them for a long time.”
“…”
“Nurses and cooking staff all surrendered? Don’t the kids listen to you dirty? Seonwoo should have seen that.”

Right after giving birth, I couldn’t be with you at the time I was supposed to be by your side.
Trying to be a little sorry

“But why is your name Song? Park Songi? Isn’t that strange?”
“… I thought of one song and wrote it. It was a mistake.”
“You can change it now. Park Songi is Evande.”

She is unconditionally teased.
A child’s name is more important than you think.
The school years, which took up a whopping 12 years, have an equal or more influence than her parents in shaping her self.

“It was late because I had already registered my birth. Park Songi.”
“… Well, that will be fine.”

What if I have a friend who is bullying my daughter?

“Because I saved the world. Killing a naughty kid won’t change much.”
“Ah, that went too far.”
“It doesn’t take. Do not worry.”

I am the one who won the empress.
An underage kid has the confidence to win even if thousands of people attack him.

“I will not be bullied. If Songi is bullied, Dain and Dayeon will take care of her. Are they really crazy?”
“Are you already looking forward to it?”
“Yes. In other words, it can be described as reassuring.”

The ship is different, but the seed is the same.
Half-sister.
I want all three of us to be friends.

‘I don’t know if that will happen.’

I intend to do my best as an Abby.

“I’ll be back.”
“Fighting, try to convince Da-eun.”
“Don’t expect anything.”

Good luck if you don’t go.

* * *

I bought roses and headed to Choi Da-eun’s house.
Ring the bell and wait for it to open.
No response from inside

‘I can feel the presence.’

My senses are beyond human.
I could easily see through what one wall was blocking.

Choi Da-eun was worried inside her house.
Should I open it or not?
Right in front of the front door.

She rang her bell again.
Choi Da-eun came to her door and turned the doorknob.

“Sister, I’m here to see the kids.”
“… Come in.”

It’s a similar reaction to yesterday.
She is giving off a hint of disapproval, but she doesn’t seem to have any intention of kicking her out.
Because it’s a mother

“Now, I bought it because I remembered my sister.”
“Damn it.”

I handed Choi Da-eun a rose as if hitting her.
If you don’t do this, you will never receive it, so I gave it to you using her strength.
Choi Da-eun crumpled her impression.

“Da-in, Da-yeon. Dad is here.”

She quickly went to the bathroom, washed her hands, and headed to the bedroom.

“Yeah, kid!”

This is an adult bed, not a baby bed.
So, Da-in Da-yeon and her sister were lying face down on the same bed she and Da-eun Choi had been lying on.
There’s no way the kids came up on their own.

“… What you looking at.”
“Just.”

She held her sister in her arms and played with her.
I don’t know if it’s correct to say that she plays.
I saw children who looked exactly like me, heard their voices, and felt them with my own skin.

A feeling that can’t be described in words rushes like a flood.

“Sister, aren’t you tired? It must be very difficult for the children to see it alone.”
“… Never mind.”
“How can you not care? They are my children.”
“Don’t pretend to be domestic. Because it sucks.”

Words unfavorable to me are lightly ignored.
Then, Choi Da-eun runs out of the room as if at a loss for words.

A rustling sound was heard.
It seemed to be the sound of arranging roses.

“Beep, beep!”
“Our Dain. I heard that hospitals and nursing homes know it a lot. It’s true?”
“?”

Park Da-in looks at me with a question mark above her head as if she is not sure.

“Are you pretending not?”
“Ehh, Eung-Aeng!”

There is no way that a baby who is barely babbling now can answer properly.
But this alone was satisfactory.

“Ku-k-k-k-k.”

The way she twists her whole body and tries to say something is cute.
It’s also cute to see him crawling on his stomach and whimpering for a hug.
Looking at the children, all I can do is laugh.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Liquid!”

How much did you play
Dyne burst into tears.
I didn’t do anything wrong, but I started to cry and cry.

Then Choi Da-eun, who was outside the bedroom, hurriedly came in.
As I panicked and held out her baby, she told me her truth.

“… I am crying because I am hungry.”
“Ah.”

The babies’ cries were also very different.
There was a stark difference between crying because of sadness and crying for a purpose.

“Then?”

Choi Da-eun came to feed Da-in Da-yeon.

“Get out.”

Baby food.
Shall we eat baby food?
It wasn’t.

Da-in and Da-yeon were still breastfeeding.
It means to drink breast milk.
Choi Da-eun’s milk.

“What you looking at! You crazy bastard!”

My gaze naturally turned downward.
Daeun Choi’s breasts.
It’s like I haven’t seen you in a while…

“Sister, can’t you show me just once?”

I’m honestly curious.
I wanted to see the scene where Choi Da-eun in the world is suckling her baby to her own baby, which can be said to be the epitome of her motherhood.

“Oh, stop talking bullshit and get out.”
“Oh dear. Oh dear!”
“Pea ae ae ae ae! Get rid of it!”

Da-in and Da-yeon cries in pairs.
It was a nuance as if she was crying out for milk.

“Nuna, the kids are crying.”
“So get out of here! Hey!”

Kicking my butt and shoving my back, Choi Da-eun tried to kick me out.
I resisted the power of Choi Da-eun and endured.
She sat down in the bedroom.

“Hey, you crazy bastard!”
“Pie ee ee ee ee ee ee eeeee
“Oh, really!”

Choi Da-eun could not beat Park Da-in.
Park Da-in, her fucking maniac, she put her sister Park Da-yeon on her arms and lifted her jacket.

Is it because you have to breastfeed often?
Choi Da-eun was not wearing a bra.

“Don’t look. If you see it, it will kill you.”
“…”

Once I turned my back.
It didn’t mean much, but I pretended to follow the horse.

Choi Da-eun sucked her breasts at her babies, grinding her teeth.

Chew-wap, chuw-wap!

Park Da-in, Park Da-yeon, who frantically visits her own rice bowl.
I could hear her sucking on her nipples.

Chew-wap, chuw-wap!

Both at the same time.
That means that.

“My, my heart… Is it not anymore… ?”
“Did you really turn, did you?”