"Ah ah ah——"
"Wood! Wood, Senior is a big piece of wood——"
A clear and loud voice echoed in the living room. Mrs. Kasahara, who was arranging flowers, looked over and saw her youngest daughter clutching a pillow with her legs, rolling around on the sofa, muttering curses as if venting.
After two rolls, she suddenly thumped to the floor.
"Ouch..."
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Seeing her youngest daughter rolling on the ground holding her head, made her, as a mother, feel both heartache and a bit of amusement.
"Xiangxiang, come over to mom."
"What for?"
Kasahara Asuka got up and sat opposite her mother.
In her mind, she was still angry with Wooden Senior, her lips pursed, and her cheeks puffed up.
"Who made my little darling angry?" Mrs. Kasahara couldn't resist pinching her little cheek. Her daughter had been so adorable since childhood, and she never got tired of pinching her even after all these years.
