Bad Mom

"Claire, do you want to walk around the town together? We haven't had much time together."

Out of everyone I knew here, Claire was the one who joined the latest. Claire, hearing what I said, had her eyes beam.

"Really? What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Claire held my arms tightly as she led the way. We had no idea where we were going, but it didn't matter if we knew nothing about the place.

By the way, the mini-town was set up. We were at the park. Many social classes could be seen in this place—children from high-class families, butlers, maids, couples, and even slaves.

This place had a variety of people doing their own thing. Claire and I sat down on an oddly comfortable bench and relaxed.

"Charles, do you mind if I ask you something insensitive?"

"You might as well."

"Did you lose your ability to reproduce? You're sleeping with all these girls, but none of them is pregnant."

"Is that all? I can see why it's insensitive. It's not just me but everyone from Earth."