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Han Sarang. 16 years old. Third year of middle school.
Years have passed, and Sarang is already a middle schooler. She's in the midst of adolescence, a turbulent period of storm and stress.
Of course, being in puberty doesn't an Sarang is snapping at her family or misbehaving in her daily life.
Just like when she was younger, she still helps with household chores, takes good care of her younger sibling, and especially continues to be very attached to . She remains a daddy's girl who adores her father imnsely.
She's never once said things like "Dad, you're annoying!" or expressed disgust at doing laundry with my underwear, which you might hear in stories about teenage daughters.
However, while there were no issues with ...
"...Han Sarang. Isn't it about ti you go in and do your howork?"
"I've already finished it~"
"Even so, get off Dad's lap! How long are you going to keep this up? You're all grown up now! It's tiring for Dad!"
"No way! Besides, Dad said I'm super light! It's not tiring at all! Right, Dad!"
"Well... you are light."
"See!"
"Honey!"
"......"
Problems started to arise with her mother, Heena.
Truly, just like before, it was all about vying for the rights to my lap or arms.
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Although conflicts with Heena were becoming quite frequent, they weren't really serious argunts.
Heena, busier than ever with work, wanted to recharge by my side as soon as she got ho. She'd try to embrace or engage in so physical affection.
And Sarang... how should I put it? She just clings to no matter what she's doing at ho.
Now she's grown so tall, almost as tall as Heena, and with her long hair, she could be mistaken for Heena from a distance, looking more and more like her.
However, her eyes resembled mine, giving her a very gentle look, making her the epito of innocence. Moreover, her personality was similar to mine, being quite lively and outgoing despite her appearance.
A pretty girl with a gentle appearance and an outgoing personality who gets along well with boys. It's an irresistible combination.
As a result, just like in elentary school, Sarang's phone was constantly ringing, and every now and then, we'd hear stories about soone confessing their feelings to her.
Fortunately, she'd laugh and say she wasn't interested in that sort of thing yet, so she turned them all down.
Anyway, when Sarang didn't have plans with friends and ca ho, the first thing she'd do was...
"Dad, you haven't had dinner yet, right? I'll make sothing! What do you want to eat?"
Make dinner for .
Sarang started helping cook occasionally about three years ago. I praised her endlessly because I found it so admirable, and she ended up developing a passion for cooking.
Sarang's cooking skills resembled mine, so she was quite good. Heena still hadn't gotten the hang of cooking...
"I'd welco anything my Sarang makes. Want to help a little?"
"It's okay! You must be tired from work, Dad. Just sit and rest~"
"Oh my. Thank you, my dear daughter~"
-Rustle
"Hehehe..."
Touched by this kind consideration for her father, I stroked her head, and she let out a goofy laugh she'd learned from Heena. A laugh similar to Heena's, yet slightly different.
-Click
While we were like that in the kitchen for a mont, our second child ca out of the room. It was Somang, who had started on his howork as soon as he got back from school.
Somang was already 8 years old. He'd beco an elentary school student who could be described as an even smaller version of Heena. He inherited Heena's personality completely, a calm son who occasionally shows a subtle smile. He's really a cute boy.
He's my son, but he's truly pretty and handso.
"Sis is ho."
"Oh, Somang! Is there anything you want to eat? Your sister's going to cook."
"Anything is fine."
"You always say anything! Then I'll decide everything, okay?"
"Okay. Dad, I finished my howork."
"Good job. Was there anything difficult?"
"No."
Somang ca up to to report that he'd finished his howork, as if seeking praise. I naturally raised my hand to pat his head too.
Even after years, our children still loved being praised like this by .
Somang, who had been standing still for a while, letting pat his head, was looking back and forth between the TV and Sarang, seemingly thinking sothing.
Co to think of it, I did say we'd play gas together once he finished his howork.
"...I'll help sis too."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Nodding, Somang approached Sarang without lingering on the idea of playing video gas.
How can he be so thoughtful? My son, choosing to help his hardworking sister instead of playing gas with .
Watching the siblings standing together in the kitchen, I smiled contentedly and took a photo of their backs.
I should brag about this in the group chat.
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It was truly peace in everyday life. The three of us having a cozy dinner together, and even when I try to help with the dishes, they don't let do it alone, standing side by side at the sink.
And after finishing all that, as usual, we'd gather cozily on the living room sofa.
Our positions were exactly the sa as before too. I sat in the middle, Sarang beside , clinging to my arm, and Somang sitting between my legs, leaning his back against .
This had been going on for years, to the point where I'd feel lonely if I sat on the sofa alone. The kids and Heena were always clinging to .
As we spent ti like that, watching Somang play his ga...
-Ding dong
At 9 PM, Heena returned from her late shift.
"I'm ho~"
"Good work. You'll shower first, right?"
"Yeah~ Smooch!"
-Smooch!
"Mom, welco ho!"
"Welco back."
"My daughter~ son~ Mommy's ho!"
Sarang, still clinging to my arm, and Somang, who imdiately paused his ga and ca to the entrance to greet her.
We all gathered to welco Heena, who had worked hard until this late hour.
Heena kissing without minding the children's gaze was no longer embarrassing, as it happened so often. Sarang and Somang had co to accept it as part of daily life.
Anyway, up to this point.
This was the most peaceful ti. Soon, Heena would go change her clothes and head for the shower.
Sarang, who had been holding onto my arm, would seize the opportunity when Somang stood up to occupy my lap.
Somang would look at his sister with a bitter smile unlike a child his age and sit on the floor to continue his ga.
When Heena would return from the bathroom to the living room...
"...Han Sarang. Isn't it about ti you go in and do your howork?"
She'd start saying such things to Sarang, her heart full of desire to embrace .
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"Mom's always clinging to Dad on weekends!"
"Of course, because Dad belongs to Mom!"
"Not entirely! He's partly mine too!"
"......"
I didn't pay any attention to my wife and daughter arguing. I absolutely must not make eye contact.
Because I couldn't take sides with either of them.
-Ding! Ding!
Somang also showed no interest in the two, focusing intently on his ga while leaning against the sofa and my legs.
I wanted to escape from here and sit next to Somang to chat about his ga, but I couldn't move because they were arguing with in the middle.
Sigh... Is Sarang already sixteen? Until just two years ago, when Heena claid ownership, she would puff up her cheeks and quietly back down.
Maybe it's because of puberty, but now she's raising her voice and not backing down.
By the way, Heena is still so pretty. She's in her mid-thirties now, but I could exaggerate a bit and say she looks like she could be Sarang's sister.
I'm truly a happy dad to have such a daughter and wife...
"Right, Dad?!"
"What do you think, honey!"
"...Huh?"
The arrow suddenly pointed at , who had been planning to stay still like a corpse.
"On the weekend! Isn't it better if we all go to a cafe in the city and then to a multi-room to have fun?!"
"We go to the city often! There's a festival, so isn't it better to go on a picnic in the park and get so fresh air?!"
"That's really doing nothing! It's just a slightly decorated park!"
"It's nice to spend ti leisurely with family!"
Ah, so that's what this is about.
We were wondering what to do this weekend since neither Heena nor I had any particular plans.
After their heated debate, both were waiting for my answer. The sight of them staring at with wide eyes was quite scary.
What should I do?
I thought about it for a mont, but it was impossible to choose between the two opinions. In this situation, suggesting we do both wasn't easy either.
They'd want to agree with them.
Well, they're both very easy won for , so it wouldn't be difficult to soothe them even if they get upset.
Anyway, I couldn't pass this on to Somang either.
"Dad! Which is better?! The city is better, right? We can eat delicious food and play gas together!"
"The park is better, right?! We can eat packed lunches together! Sit and enjoy the breeze while taking pictures!"
"Hmm..."
To be honest, I don't mind either way, but I can't choose just one of them.
"Then how about..."
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"...we go to the zoo?"
"......"
"......"
It's a course we've often relied on before, but at the zoo, we can have a picnic atmosphere as Heena wants and eat packed lunches.
Moreover, the kids and I like animals, so it's not a bad choice.
However, as soon as I spoke, Heena and Sarang's faces filled with dissatisfaction.
"...You don't like it?"
"You're going to grin at the red pandas again, aren't you? Ignoring all of us!"
"It's so predictable! You'll play with the small animals and not even look at us!"
"No, that's not..."
Of course I have to look at the animals when we go to see cute animals...
"Every ti! Every ti we go, you never look at us, just staring at small animals like rabbits!"
"That's right! Mom, did you know? The other day, Dad was looking at ferret pictures on his laptop for ages!"
"So if we go this ti, he'll just stare at the ferrets? Back when we used to date, he'd only look at the red pandas like that?"
"......"
How did it co to this?
Why are they suddenly ganging up on ?
I felt extrely wronged, but making unnecessary excuses to the two who were now angry wasn't a good choice. Besides, it wasn't entirely untrue, so I didn't have much to say.
So, I sat quietly without saying anything more, and after the two of them complained for a while about how I liked cats more than them and whatnot, they got up from their seats.
"Dad, you're too much!"
"Fine! If you like ferrets more than us, go ahead!"
"No..."
"Hmph! Mom, are you hungry? There's so stew I made earlier left over, eat that. Leave Dad here!"
"If Sarang made it, I should eat it~ Let's go."
"Okay!"
In the end, the two abandoned and went to the kitchen, but I was relieved that today's argunt was over.
The villain role... I'm used to it...
I felt completely drained in just a few minutes. Thanks to that, Somang ca up and sat next to on the sofa, whispering softly in my ear.
"Dad. I like the zoo."
"Thank you, Somang..."
My son is really the only one...
Author's Note
Calm down. No. This isn't part 3. Keep it short. No part 3. Stop it. Stop. Ti skip right now!!
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