Miko Yotsuya's words did make Griseo a little curious.
"Pudding?"
"It probably wasn't just that. But... thinking back on it, I really shouldn't have done that. I wanted to apologize to him, but I never got the chance."
As she said this, Miko's expression darkened.
Her nose even stung a little. She felt she had really wronged her father.
"Miko..."
Seeing how upset Miko was, Griseo stood up, walked over to her side, and gently comforted her.
Being comforted by an elementary schooler made Miko Yotsuya feel a little embarrassed, but it did make her feel a bit better.
"I'm fine."
Only after seeing Miko recover somewhat did Griseo continue their earlier conversation.
"If Uncle didn't do anything else that he felt sorry to you about, could it be because of this?"
"Huh?"
Miko didn't quite understand.
That was such a small thing, wasn't it? It was only a pudding. She had long since stopped blaming her father. She even felt she shouldn't have spoken to him like that.
"Miko wanted to apologize to Uncle, so... maybe because you two argued, Uncle also wanted to apologize to you for eating your pudding. He just never got the chance either."
"Th-This..."
Hearing Griseo's words, Miko's eyes widened slightly.
"Little Griseo, you mean... my dad stayed in the house because he wanted to apologize to me? Was that his lingering attachment?"
"I don't know either, but we can try starting from there. What if it works?"
Griseo did not seem like herself at all right now. Instead, she sounded more like Miko. Miko Yotsuya didn't mind, as long as Griseo wasn't imitating some evil spirit.
Since Griseo spent most of her time around Miko Yotsuya, she often spoke in a manner similar to Miko's.
But Miko was just an ordinary girl,