After leaving the room, Misha noticed that Mika's facial expression looked unpleasant because she kept her small lips pursed.
But, the answer that Misha got was enough to surprise him when he asked her for one. He didn't expect this little girl to think so.
Mika cupped Misha's face with her little hands and muttered. "It would be nice if you were my father…" she said in a childish voice. "No one ever buys a nice dress for mommy."
For Mika, seeing her mother wearing a beautiful dress and having someone buy it for her was a wonderful thing and she couldn't help but feel happy, because she was happy that someone was paying attention to her mother.
"Oh, I'll also be happy when you call me daddy," Misha said while clearing his throat. He felt something get caught in his throat, making it difficult for him to speak.
