During the dinner, Nakashima Wataru stares hard at Choi Minho. Though he finds him okay, he can't help but feel jealous. Why do daughters grow up so soon and men are always kids?
Choi Minho lets out a chuckle.
"What are you laughing about?" Nakashima Wataru glares at him. He has noticed it. This man would frequently chuckle or sigh over nothing. Wakana would shrug or give a warning look to this man. Even he didn't have this kind of understanding with his deceased wife.
"My sister-in-law says that men never grow up, " replies Choi Minho. "Now, I hope that I get a daughter too."
"I hope that you get triplets," Nakashima Wataru sneers at him. "You will know how difficult it is to raise three bombs at the same time."
"Father, I am not a bomb." Sayuri whines, "Am I not your little salmon fish?"
"Salmon fish?" Choi Minho questions.
"I call them fishes." Nakashima Wataru tells him, "Wakana is goldfish."
Choi Minho laughs. "Suits her."
