Treasure
As soon as we reached the living room, my father went straight to the long couch, pulling my mother with him. He then settled down on it while using my mother’s lap as a pillow.
Seconds later, he started snoring peacefully without any care about his appearance.
Seeing that, the three of us, including Miwa-nee, drew wry smiles.
Looks like my father was just holding onto his wits, fighting his drowsiness. Upon seeing a comfortable place to rest his body, he didn’t hesitate at all to take it. Yet, he refused to just fall there. He secured his beloved next to him. It’s as though he wouldn’t be able to rest properly without her by his side.
Yep. He’s my father, alright. I could see myself doing the same thing but with all of my girls or whoever’s closest to me.
That’s where we differ from each other… I’m not devoted to only one woman. Normally, that’s a bad trait. However, I was getting away with it. My girls accepted the existence of each other.