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“Mana~ Mana~”
“Yes, Young Lady~”
Another peaceful autumn day.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m hanging out the laundry~”
“When you’re done, play with me!”
“Yes~ What do you want to play~”
“Let’s play family!”
The young lady brought a new game.
“Family play?”
“Yes! A game where Mana and I become a family!”
“Aha, then what’s my role?”
“Yes! I’m thinking! Do you like being a mom or a sister?”
Mom or sister, huh.
Hmm… I think both have pros and cons.
“What does the young lady want me to be?”
“Both!”
“…A mom and a sister?”
H-how is that possible?
“No! Mom once, sister once!”
“Aha… of course, I can do that. Wait a moment? Let me finish hanging these up and then we can play, okay?”
“Yes!”
“Then shall we start with mom? Or sister?”
“Hmm… mom first!”
“I understand. Then I’m the mom role now, and the young lady is the daughter role, right?”
“Yes! I’m the daughter!”
“Okay. Then what shall mom and daughter do?”
“Hmm… mom and daughter cooking together!”
“That’s a good idea. It’s lunchtime anyway. Shall we cook and eat together?”
“Yes, mom!”
Mom…
…That’s a word that the madam should hear, though.
I have mixed feelings, but seeing the young lady smiling brightly melts my heart.
Okay. The game starts now, right?
“Well, shall we go then, daughter?”
“Yes!”
I also fell into this world and lived as an orphan, so I didn’t have anyone to call family.
It feels good to think that I have a family, even if it’s just a game.
“Mom! What’s for lunch today?”
“Today’s lunch is sujebi~” (hand-pulled noodle soup)
“Yay!”
The young lady follows me to the kitchen, and we wash our hands first.
“Mom! Lift me up too!”
“Okay~”
Heave-ho…
I lift the young lady up and wash her hands in the sink.
Originally, I was going to make cream spaghetti for lunch today, but it’s a bit difficult for a daughter and mom to make together.
Instead, I’ll change the menu to sujebi, which is easy to make.
I put a footrest so she can cook in the kitchen…
“Now, first, we’ll put in the flour, add water, and knead it. Do you want to try?”
“Yes! I want to try, Mom!”
I add an appropriate amount of water and salt to the flour, knead it quickly, and then put the moderately combined dough in a bowl and let it rest for a while.
“Daughter, can you ripen this dough for 24 hours?”
“Yes! Okay, Mom!”
Magic is really convenient.
The young lady ripens the flour dough in an instant with magic.
…Seeing that, I really want to learn life magic.
I knead the well-ripened flour dough once and give some to the young lady.
“Now, follow Mom, okay? Like this, like this, press it down and keep stretching it.”
“Like this?”
“Yes~ You’re doing well~ Our daughter is the best~”
“Ehehehe…”
Now it’s time to press the well-kneaded flour dough thinly with your hands and spread it out.
In the meantime, I prepare the broth to cook the sujebi.
“Can it be a little spicy?”
“Yes! I’m good at eating spicy food, Mom!”
“I see~”
I boil one pot with just plain water and salt, and in another pot, I boil dried anchovies, vegetables, red pepper powder, and various other ingredients.
“Press the flour dough with your fingers like this, okay?”
“Press press..!”
“Well done~ And like this, tear it off in a suitable size.”
“…Like this!”
“Our daughter is doing well~”
“Hehe… it’s because Mom taught me well!”
So, the well-torn dough is put into the boiling water first.
“But Mom! Why don’t you put it directly into that broth?”
“Yes, we’ll boil it here first to cook it well, and then put it in there. Then, the flour won’t dissolve in the broth and make it sticky.”
“Wow… Mom is amazing! You know that too..!”
“Of course. How much did I learn to do this with our daughter~”
The young lady is cute, making sujebi by pressing the dough thinly..
The tactile stimulation experienced as a child is very helpful for a child’s growth.
This is also a game and a learning experience.
“Mom, how am I doing?”
“Yes! You’re doing great, as expected of our daughter, who do you take after that you’re so good at cooking?”
“I take after Mom!”
Ugh… If only my hands weren’t covered in flour, I’d hug you tightly..!
I take out the moderately cooked flour dough, put it in cold water lightly, and then plop plop, put it in the broth.
“Mom! Me too! Me too!”
“It’s hot, so be careful, okay?”
“Yes!”
The young lady also takes the dough and puts it in the broth, plop plop.
“It’s fun!”
“Right, right, is our daughter having fun?”
“Yes!”
“Careful~”
I quickly block the splashed broth with my hand while waiting for the young lady to put in the dough.
After all the dough is in, I add a little salt and stir it, and when the sujebi is fully cooked, it’s done!
“The cooking is done quickly because I’m with my daughter~”
“Hehe, it’s because I helped!”
“That’s right~ Thank you for helping, our daughter?”
Now I can do it! Hugging the young lady tightly!
Squeeze..!
“Kyaa~”
“Our daughter did well~ Now, let’s wash our hands and eat, okay?”
“Yes!”
Scrub scrub, we wash our hands and sit down at the table with the young lady.
“Now~ this is for our daughter to eat~”
I bring the whole pot of sujebi and scoop a ladleful into the young lady’s bowl.
“I want to sit on Mom’s lap!”
“Hmm… you can’t when you’re eating…”
“Mom~ Just once~ Please?”
“Really… okay, just once, okay?”
“Yes!”
…It seems like half of the mealtime these days, the young lady is sitting on my lap.
I carefully lift the young lady and sit her on my lap.
Then.. we’ll have to share what’s in one plate.
I scoop up some sujebi from the plate, blow on it, “Hoo.. hoo..” and bring it to the young lady’s mouth.
“Ah~”
“Slurp..!”
The sujebi, pressed and soft, goes down smoothly.
I can hear the young lady chewing the sujebi, “Munch munch~”.
“How is it?”
“It’s delicious!”
…It’s delicious. Hmm hmm..
“I’ll feed Mom too!”
“Will you?”
“Yes! Hoo… hoo…!”
Oh dear, the broth is flying away.
The young lady, full of enthusiasm, puts the sufficiently blown sujebi in front of my mouth.
“Mom! Ah~”
“Ah~”
Mmm! It’s definitely chewy and soft.
It’s a taste that feels like someone made it, whoever it is.
“Now, shall our daughter have another bite?”
“Yes! I’ll give it to Mom too!”
Is there a mother and daughter who are so close?
A cute 8-year-old daughter and a 16-year-old…
Hmm… it’s dangerous.
Let’s just say I’m around 36.
Anyway, the happy lunch time of mom and daughter ended quickly.
It seems that the saying that happy times go by quickly is true.
“I ate well~”
“Okay, Mom will do the dishes, so can you bring the plate?”
“Yes! Here, Mom!”
Even if it’s a family game… I think of the young lady as half my daughter, you know?
Playing like this is surprisingly very fun.
I quickly finish the dishes and go up to the second floor with the young lady.
“Mom! Let’s read a picture book!”
“Okay, okay~”
What can’t I do when you call me mom?
I go into the study with the young lady, and the young lady picks out a book with magic.
“Read this!”
“This is…”
The title of the book is ‘Mom and I love each other’, huh?
“Okay, okay, let’s sit in a chair and read?”
“Yes~”
As I sit in the chair, the young lady naturally sits on my lap.
And I naturally hug her.
“Read it quickly, Mom!”
“Okay, now… once upon a time…”
The storybook is about a mother and daughter who fight over a small matter, apologize, and become closer.
It’s a story that could really happen, fighting over nothing and then making up again.
“If I fight with Mom and make up, can we become closer too?”
“Hmm… Mom and daughter are already very close, so I don’t think we need to, do we?”
“Really? Then…”
Hmm?
The young lady turns her head and then.
– Smooch.
She lightly kisses me on the cheek.
“It’s okay to kiss between mom and daughter, right Mom? Because we’re very close!”
“Of course~”
“Then Mom, kiss me too!”
Such a thing is not difficult for our cute young lady.
– Smooch!
I give a light kiss on the young lady’s soft cheek.
“Hehe… do it again!”
“Our daughter is spoiled, huh?”
“Yes! I want to be loved a lot by Mom! I’m spoiled!”
Since you say so, I have to do it, right?
– Smooch.. smooch.. smooch.. smooch..
I kiss the young lady’s cheeks and forehead alternately.
“H, hee…”
“How is it? Are you satisfied?”
“Ah, I’m not satisfied yet..!”
It’s already written on your face that I’m happy~, Young Lady.
To make the dishonest young lady honest, I gently hug the young lady and lift her up in a princess carry.
“Kyaa?! Oh, Mom…”
“Our daughter, shall we sleep in Mom’s arms?”
“M, mm..!”
– Smooch…
Really, she’s such a cute young lady.
It’s fun to see the young lady’s face getting redder and redder every time I kiss her.
“Th, that’s enough, Mom…”
“No~ Mom loves her daughter very much~ So I’ll kiss you that much~”
“H, haaa… haaa…”
In the end, the young lady can’t stand it and covers her mouth and cheeks with both hands.
I can see her red eyes shaking between her fingers.
“Th, this is unfair. Mana…”
“Ahaha, I’m sorry, Young Lady. You’re so cute.”
It seems like the mom and daughter game is over here~.
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