"Aoi-san, dinner is ready."
The words brought Aoi back to the present time.
She noticed that her hands had crumpled the edges of the paper she was reading.
Suddenly, the door to the study opened.
The little boy dashed towards the desk. He squirmed to prop himself atop one of the chairs.
"Baa-chan! Mommy and Uncle Dan are fighting!"
Aoi initially had wide eyes for a second, then she furrowed her brows. She knew her daughter was hormonal. She sighed as she pitied her son-in-law.
"Get down from the chair, Masa-kun."
"Baa-chan, boku ga* Manta-kun!" He pouted.
"Oh..." Aoi had a warm smile as she recalled how her son used to climb and stand onto a chair.
She grinned. "Gomen ne, Manta-kun!" She ruffled his soft hair. "Baa-chan is getting old."
He accepted the apology and smiled. "But Baa-chan is still beautiful!"
Aoi Xiu laughed. "Let's eat." She carried the boy without any sign of hesitation or difficulty.
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