Yuuki Asuka lay sprawled in her father's arms, propping up her face with both hands as her head bobbed lower and lower. She was clearly about to fall asleep.
In the end, Yuuki Asuka fell asleep in her father's arms, her mouth letting out the adorable little snores unique to children.
After Akasaka finished helping his daughter with her homework, he placed the books and pens on the low table, only forty centimeters tall—the table his daughter used for homework.
Akasaka had specifically bought that table to accommodate his daughter's small stature.
After all, she had a hard time reaching normal desks and chairs, and they were uncomfortable for her to sit at.
She was only around eight years old now and barely one meter tall.
Akasaka turned off the lights in the room, carried his daughter into the bedding, covered them with the quilt, and fell asleep.
Before long, the sounds of two people snoring came from beneath the covers.
One big, one small.
Seeing that her daughter still had not returned to her room to sleep so late at night, Asuna came out anxiously to look for her. Instead, she found her precious daughter and husband sleeping on the floor, and helplessly put her hands on her hips.
"You two are beyond saving. Do you like sleeping on the floor that much?"
Though Asuna said that, she still took out a brand-new set of bedding from the wardrobe, one that had never been used and was still in its packaging.
Asuna tore open the package and covered the father and daughter with it to keep them from catching a cold. She kissed both of them on the forehead, said goodnight, and prepared to return to sleep. But after hesitating for a moment, she stopped, climbed into the bedding