My Daughters Are Regressors

Chapter 168: Crayons for Christmas! (2)

I stepped into my room after such a long time.

The desk.The computer.The bed.The bookshelf.Even the model kit I had assembled out of boredom.It was the room that occasionally appeared in my dreams.Coming back to it in reality felt nostalgic.

"What about my computer monitor?"

"Rumi sold that. It was about a week after you didn't come home..."

At my mother's words, I glared at my younger sister Ha Rumi. She flinched and stammered, "Well, you didn't come home... I thought it was just your usual running away..."

Whenever I didn't return home for a week, my younger sister would sell my belongings on the second-hand market. She was quite skilled at it.It seems she did the same this time during my disappearance.

"I'm surprised you didn't sell the tower."

"You were gone for so long..."

I see.She thought it was just a normal runaway, but when I completely vanished without a trace, she couldn't bring herself to sell my things anymore?

Pop—

At that moment, Naru jumped onto my bed.Following her lead, Cecily and Hina also stood on the bed.Children clearly have an instinct that beds are something to stand on.Of course, Tywin was well-behaved.Tywin looked around curiously before taking interest in the bookshelf.She opened a book - it was "The Little Prince" by Saint-Exupéry.

"Who's her mom?" my sister whispered, pointing at Tywin.She must have noticed that when I introduced the children with their mothers, Tywin was the only one without a paired mother.She's always been quick to pick up on things.

"Well, Tywin's situation is a bit complicated."

"Is that so? But seriously, you really married all three of them? How did that happen? You never even had a girlfriend until college-"

I don't know either.I still feel dazed about what happened sometimes.And they weren't just ordinary women, but all incredibly beautiful.

Beautiful.Their mere presence had the magical ability to make the surrounding atmosphere feel a bit warmer.When they smile, it's like spring has arrived with blooming flowers.In that sense, Brigitte, Salome, and Cariote were perfect beauties.Each with different tendencies, personalities, and appearances, it was fascinating to look at them.

"...How old are you?" my sister asked Brigitte.Perhaps Brigitte seemed the most approachable?Cariote had an unapproachable aura, and Salome exuded a sharp presence.Brigitte fumbled, seemingly flustered.

"I'm, well, how should I put it. I'm twenty-five this year... but now I'm six."

"You're so young! You're older than me, so I should call you unni! I'm Rumi! Ha Rumi. Weird name, right? But it's easy to remember because it's strange."

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"Strange...?"

My sister's name was unusual for a Korean.She said she was even teased as a child, being called 'Narumi' from Pocket Monsters.But to Brigitte, Rumi probably didn't sound that strange.

"Wow, holy shh! It's similar to Naru's name!"

Whoosh—

Naru hugged Rumi's thighs tightly.They seemed to feel a sense of kinship, both having names starting with 'Ru'.Come to think of it, their personalities were somewhat similar too.

─Meow.

"Naru, what kind of animal is this?"

"Naru doesn't know! That's why it's Molumolu!"

"Holy shh... it's so soft. I don't know what kind of animal it is, but it's warm and squishy, it's addictive... It's like a drug."

Naru and Rumi seemed to have become fast friends.Watching this scene, Salome asked my sister,

"You're twenty-one?"

"What about it?"

"I'm twenty-one too. We're the same age. Nice to meet you."

Salome extended her hand to Ha Rumi. It was an invitation for a handshake.Being the same age is usually a good condition for becoming friends.But Ha Rumi didn't readily take Salome's hand. Compared to how she approached Brigitte first, this time she seemed somewhat wary.

Maybe it was a case of hating one's own kind?Salome was a thief who stole and sold others' belongings, and Ha Rumi was also a thief who stole and sold my things.Or maybe not.

Swish—Finally, Ha Rumi and Salome shook hands.Somehow, I felt tense.

"A younger sister..."At that moment, Cariote, who had been quiet, muttered.Seeing the existence of a younger sister must have reminded her of the missing Astarosa.

* * *

"Why does this chicken have no legs? Do chickens in this world not have legs?"Cecily tilted her head, looking at the delivered chicken.Naru giggled in response.

"Naru already ate two legs!"

That's right.Naru had eaten two chicken legs.It happened at an incredibly fast speed, and no one could stop her.Naru, having eaten two legs, was truly lawless.The lawless princess Naru.But it wasn't a problem.We had ordered multiple chickens and plenty of pizza too.

"So this is cola... So this is what it tastes like..."Tywin wore a deeply nostalgic expression as she drank the cola. She seemed to have known about cola before.She must have her reasons.

Overall, it was a noisy and bustling time.With so many children around, even if each of them said just one thing, it added up to four sentences.And when Salome, Brigitte, and Cariote each added a word, it became seven sentences, and Syphnoie alone chattered three sentences.

"This cola is very nymph-friendly...! If you drink a lot, you might even evolve from a stream nymph to a carbonated sweet water nymph...!"

What on earth is a carbonated sweet water nymph?It sounds like something North Korea would call cola.I decided it was best not to think too deeply about it and just stayed quiet.

"This child is very quiet. Different from how our Taeho was when he was young."

"......"

Mom was sitting with Hina on her lap, brushing her hair. Hina's long, neat pink hair was pleasant to brush.Hina was very well-behaved, as Mom said, probably trying to be polite.

"This year's Christmas is more boisterous than I expected."

My father, who had been quiet for a while, spoke up.As everyone's attention turned to him, he said to me,

"Want to arm wrestle after such a long time?"

Arm wrestling, huh.That brings back memories.Until high school, I used to arm wrestle with my father on every birthday.I had never won once.But now?

With that feeling, a sudden arm wrestling match was set up.We sat facing each other across the low table in the living room, clasping hands.It was a moment full of tension in many ways.My sister Ha Rumi, acting as the referee, said to me,

"Do you think you can beat Dad? Dad can bench press 600 pounds now."

Still powerful in his 50s.I can't let my guard down.

"Then, begin-"

Pop—

I could feel my father's arm muscles bulging under his sleeve. Indeed, 600 pounds. It was powerful. But it was no match for me now.While I felt quite pleased about this fact, I also felt an indescribable sense of regret. The stronger I become, the older my parents grow.

Swish—

Finally, the match ended.

"See! I knew Dad would win!"

My sister boasted as if she had won herself.

However, my father silently looked at his palm. His expression was very subtle. He seemed somewhat disappointed yet also happy.What was certain was that I could vaguely sense that from now on, my father would not ask me to "arm wrestle" again.

"Naru, what do you want for a Christmas present?"

As the atmosphere was becoming lively, Mom asked Naru.Naru tilted her head at the mention of a Christmas present, then seemed to be thinking hard, going "Hmm-, umm-, hmm."

Mom soon asked Hina, Cecily, and Tywin as well.

"What presents do you want? If you answer now, Santa might bring them. Today is Christmas Eve and tomorrow is Christmas Day! Santa's sleigh probably hasn't left yet."

Santa Claus, huh.It brought back old memories.When Mom used to ask me like this, even though I usually wanted a transforming robot, I would get flustered by the sudden question and couldn't think of it.

"A present...""Hmm..."

Cecily and Hina were also silent.Tywin was just looking around, wondering what was going to happen next.

Mom chuckled at their hesitation.

"The way these kids are pondering reminds me of when my son was young. How about crayons?"

"Wow, holy shh! Crayons are good!""I want gold crayons. And some with noble purple.""Hina likes crayons too..."

The children seemed very happy to receive crayons as a gift. Mom was still quick to suggest something before the kids could ask for expensive gifts like "transforming robots."

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After playing energetically, the children all fell asleep on blankets spread out in my room.My sister Ha Rumi kept opening the door to the room where the children were sleeping, until Mom pinched her side. Her excuse was peculiar.

"No, I just can't believe I've become an aunt! Let me look just one more time!"

Saying that, Ha Rumi scanned the faces of the sleeping children one by one. Even a petty thief of a sister finds her nieces and nephews cute, it seems?

"Wow, they all have clover-shaped birthmarks on their shoulders too."My sister had apparently even checked the birthmarks on the children's shoulders. Even Mom, who had been scolding my sister not to wake the children, was surprised.

"It really is amazing. But... to think I've already become a grandmother. There aren't many people becoming grandmothers at 50 these days."

It was a chaotic day in many ways.Tomorrow will probably be even more chaotic.I want to take a walk around the neighborhood, and we also need to find Tywin's mother, Elle Cladeco.