In the twinkling of an eye, another nine days had gone by.
This morning, Big Treasure and Little Treasure came to test his patience again and whined for their mother. Despite trying several times the methods that he'd used in the past, they simply didn't work. He really felt very resigned, and he wished he could knock out these two little pixies biting his sleeves.
Fortunately, his rationality overpowered his rashness.
These were his kids. He mustn't do that.
However, he suddenly felt rather displeased.
He had never seen these two little fellows ask for him in the same way before.
Those two rascals without a conscience. What's so great about Mommy?
No matter how wonderful she is, can she possibly be better than Daddy?
Daddy can play exciting games with you. Can Mommy do it?
