"Dad, I've changed."
Amamiya Natsuki smiled.
"Looks good."
"Huh?" Fujiwara Moeha's eyes widened in disbelief. She froze for two seconds before finally processing it, then couldn't help crying out, "Huh?!"
"S-senpai." Fujiwara Moeha pointed at Little Aoi, still in disbelief. "Did she just call you Dad?"
"She got it right," Amamiya Natsuki said. "I really am her dad."
"How is that possible!" Fujiwara Moeha blurted out. "She's already four or five, isn't she? Did you have a child back in elementary school, senpai?!"
Fujiwara Moeha was so worked up that Little Aoi jumped in fright and hurriedly hid behind Amamiya Natsuki.
"It's a long story..." Amamiya Natsuki raised his phone and snapped a couple of pictures of Little Aoi. "So I won't tell it."
"Don't, senpai!" Fujiwara Moeha cried, grabbing Amamiya Natsuki's arm and shaking it. Her curiosity was through the roof. "I want to hear! I want to hear! My sister never told me about this!"
Amamiya Natsuki patted Little Aoi on the head and sent her back to the fitting room, then said,
"The Supernatural Story in the Hotel has become an Otherworldly space of its own. A day in reality is a very, very long time in there, so having a daughter is perfectly normal, right?"
"I see! That's amazing!" Fujiwara Moeha exclaimed, then suddenly remembered something more important. "Senpai, senpai, if Little Aoi is your daughter, then who's her mom?"
Amamiya Natsuki looked at ease.
"Take a guess."
"Hmm..." Fujiwara Moeha held up one finger. "Is it someone I know?"
Amamiya Natsuki nodded.
"That's right."
Fujiwara Moeha hurriedly asked another question.
"So it's one of the people who went with you, senpai... Is Little Aoi's mom well-endowed?"
Amamiya Natsuki thought about the previous night, then answered,
"Very."
"C-could it be my sister?!" Fujiwara Moeha's eyes went