"Miyuki was such a careless child, always getting hurt so easily. Even though she always got back on her feet right away, I still hoped she could avoid getting hurt at all."
At this point, Ikuyo paused. Of course, she remembered the time her daughter had been critically ill. Back then, it had felt as though the sky had fallen and her heart had shattered.
Especially when Ash had said such awful things afterward. Yet, when even she herself had been at a loss, she saw her daughter stubbornly endure her injured body and resolutely head somewhere. It had deeply shaken this mother to her core.
"But when she encounters certain things, even if she gets hurt... if she believes it is right, then she must keep moving forward with those wounds."
Especially when it came to you.
Ikuyo, seated at the table, put away her smile and earnestly entrusted him with something. "So please take care of my clumsy child, the one who is always so liable to lose her way."
"I'll protect her!"
Ash made the same solemn promise.
"I'll make her happy!"
"Ash."
As she quietly tugged at his sleeve, Miyuki's eyes gleamed brightly.
"Right now, I'm already very happy."
"But this promise of mine lasts a lifetime."
Unable to contain his affection, Ash grabbed her twin buns and messed them up with both hands, just so he could watch her flusteredly fix them.
"So you absolutely must—"
Some instinctive warning made Ash stop and close his mouth. He merely smiled without speaking as he continued ruffling her hair.
"Stop it, Ash~ This hairstyle is really hard to maintain!"
As she said that, Miyuki could not help bringing up old grievances.
"And every time you do that, you always have to mess it up too..."
"Hehehe~"
Watching