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Boom!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck, sending Noah's mind reeling.

"Eh, eh, eh??"

He whipped around, pointed at the sleepy-eyed Nami on the bed rubbing her eyes, then pointed at himself. "M-Me... did I hear that right? N-Nami can say 'Daddy' now?!"

"..."

Bell-mère stood frozen as well, unable to recover for quite some time.

"D-Daddy~"

At that moment, little Nami blinked and called out again in her soft, babbling voice. Her pronunciation was still unclear, but in the now-quiet bedroom, it came through far more distinctly than before.

"Hey, did you hear that? She really called me!"

Now that it was finally confirmed, Noah was overjoyed. He hurried to the bedside and crouched down, beaming at the cute little pink face just inches away.

Seeing him draw close, little Nami, now mostly awake, giggled and stretched out a tiny hand to scratch at his chin.

Noah bent down even closer, letting her soft, chubby little hand play with his stubble. His heart felt as sweet as melted honey.

"Look at you. You're grinning so much I want to punch you."

Bell-mère, who had watched the whole thing from the side, spoke sourly. "She's never even said a word before, and the first thing she says isn't 'Mama,' but you..."

"Hahaha, she was still a little too young before."

Noah made no effort to hide his smugness, his grin nearly splitting his face. "She only turned five months old a couple of days ago, right? But Bell-mère, what does this prove? Hm? It proves that, without a doubt, the little one is closer to me."

The chestnut-red-haired girl flicked her ponytail, turned away with a huff, and refused to pay him any more attention.

"Mama" and "Papa" were universal terms around the world. In truth,