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After the sparring session, we moved to make lunch, but found out that mother had already woken up and was cooking for us.
"Oh~? You're back! You made such a loud fuss playing around… it woke me up at the end… yawn… I don't know but I've feeling rather tired all of a sudden…" she said with a sigh.
Well, now that I think about it, mother is over 600 years old… so it's reasonable that she might grow tired… I don't know how long elves live, but maybe she's already approaching her late years… which might be hundreds of years away, but still.
I wonder if my father was always into older women… he seems to be a very young and energetic man… I've heard them on bed sometimes. I don't want to sound like a pervert, but he really makes my mother happy. Her voice clearly tells that as the two… do it quite… erm, passionately.
