It was nighttime at City T.
"Mommy look!" Manta came into the sitting room holding a piece of paper.
Midori was sipping tea when he came running. She smiled on seeing his drawing. For a first grader, he had good drawing and coloring skills.
"Is that you and me?" Midori eyed the drawing of a woman carrying a child.
"No! This is the baby and you!" He pouted.
She looked closer. "You're sure the baby will be a boy?" She giggled.
"Uncle Dan promised me a playmate. How can I play with a girl?"
Midori laughed. "What about the girl in school who kissed you?" She could vividly remember a pigtailed girl who gave her nephew a peck on the cheek before happily waving goodbye.
"Wha--!" He frowned. "You were spying on me?!"
She giggled. "I was fetching you. Did she kiss you goodbye?"
The boy blushed up to his ears. He was fidgeting, thinking of an excuse.
"Uhm...Mommy, can we listen to the baby again?"
Midori smiled while gently shaking her head.
