“””Feastu! (It was a feast!)”””

There was a lot going on, but we all ended up having a good time eating yakiniku together.

“Oh, there’s ice cream at the end. I’ll bring it to you.”

Even though I was already quite full, Yuki went to the freezer without listening to anyone’s answer and immediately took out the ice cream and brought a bowl and spoon for the number of people.

(She was so fast I didn’t even have time to stop her…)

“I’m so full.”

“Don’t worry, it’s delicious and you can eat it too!”

And, hey, that ice cream was for emergency use.

And it was Häagen… and we needed a scooper to scoop the ice cream, which we didn’t have.

Well, Yuki and Chinatsu got on well after all, and it wasn’t a bad idea to have dinner together.

I think the black gal was a bit too excited for me today…

“Here’s your ice cream, Saki.”

“Ice cream?”

“Yes, it’s cold. Cold.”

“Sofu-chou?”

“It’s Yuki. No, it’s not. It’s not soft serve ice cream.”

“What’s the difference?”

“””……..”””

The three adults couldn’t answer Saki’s genuine question, so they keep quiet.

If you thought about it, what was the difference between soft ice cream and ice cream?

“Do you know Chinatsu?”

“I don’t know.”

“How about Yuki?”

“I don’t know.”

Neither of them seemed to know, so I checked on my phone.

“Oh, they have a different temperature.”

“”Okay.””

Chinatsu and Yuki didn’t seem to be interested at all.

Maybe the two of them had been able to eat well, but our angel didn’t seem to be able to do so, so she tilted her head and asked me a question.

1“What is temeraturu? (What is temperature?)”

“Well, it’s a measure of the warmth or coldness of an object, or in thermodynamic terms, a molecule or atom.”

“Are you stupid, Mika? There’s no way Saki is going to understand what you’re saying.”

“Haha!”

I tried to explain it properly, but for some reason Chinatsu got angry and Yuki laughed at me.

“Why are you pretending to be so clever, Mika? That’s not in your character.”

I felt like I was being made fun of because I was the owner of the original body.

What was I going to do with this black gal? As I was thinking this, Chinatsu crouched down in front of Saki, made eye contact with her and started to explain.

“Can I explain? The meat you just ate, Saki, was warm, right?”

“Yes.”

“And the ice cream you’re eating?”

“Cold.”

“Yes, that’s the temperature. Do you understand?”

“…Ai!”

Maybe Saki thought the difference between grilled meat and ice cream was temperature, but maybe that was the best way to explain it to a three-year-old.

“You’re too young to be doing this. You’ll learn.”

“”Oh! (Wow!)””

“Why are you clapping?…”

“No, Chinatsu is a preschool teacher after all.”

“What do you mean by that, Mika? I don’t know. What do you do with your makeup? I’d be happy to teach you.”

“Isn’t it bad that you couldn’t teach me how to cook?”

“I don’t mind.”

“What? What are you two doing? The latest makeup trick? That’s not fair, I want to learn too.”

“No, it’s not like that. Mika’s makeup is so bad, I just want to teach her the basics.”

Yuki nodded her head, wondering what Chinatsu had said.

“Eh? Mika can wear makeup, can’t she?”

“Really? The makeup she did on Saki was horrible.”

“Didn’t you do it?”

“I didn’t do it.”

The lack of involvement for me in this conversation was bad.

I would have to make some excuse for this to Yuki, who had known Mika for a long time.

“You see, Yuki, I’ve only been wearing gyaru make-up for a while now, so I’ve lost the ability to do normal makeup.”

“I don’t know if that’s possible. If you’ve always been comfortable with it, then it’s not so bad…”

(Eh?)

While we were talking, a single tear came from Yuki’s eye.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I was having so much fun earlier… I guess I got a bit lonely after things settled down a bit… I’m going home!”

“”…….””

While Chinatsu and I were surprised, Yuki ran out of the house.

“Mika, I’ll watch Saki, you go after her!”

“…Huh? But I thought she wanted to be alone.”

“You’ve known each other for a long time, haven’t you? I think Yuki would want Mika to come.”

“…Okay. I’m off!”

As I put on my shoes and opened the door to go outside, I saw Yuki’s back running some distance away, so I rushed after her.

“Yuki, wait!”

We ran for a while, and when I had closed the distance, the back I had been chasing went to a nearby park.

This was the place where Saki cried so much when she saw the swings, so I didn’t have very good memories of it and hadn’t been near it since that day.

It was a place I didn’t like, not least because of what happened to Yuki today.

“Yuki!”

I grabbed the shoulder of the body that I had caught up with, and turned around to see a face with tears streaming from both eyes.

“Mika, Mika, Sa-Satoshi is…”

“Yes.”

“He said he doesn’t like me…”

“Right.”

“And he doesn’t want to be tied down…”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Oh, my God!”

“It’s okay. It’s okay.”

I didn’t know what happened between her and Satoshi, but I gently stroked her head to comfort her as she jumped onto my chest.

“It’s okay.”

Yuki, who was crying for a while, “Hic… sniffle,” looked away from my chest and stared at my face.

“Hey, who are you?”

Yuki’s words made my heart skip a beat.

[ A/N – I don’t know how many more episodes I have to do, but soon, volume one of ‘I Was A TS Reincarnation But I Had A Kid’ will be over. ]

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This looks really weird, but the brackets are to indicate what she meant, while she, in reality had a lisp.

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