Chapter 227 – Epilogue
“Mom. Why does Aunt No. 2 cry whenever she sees me?”
Melissa was looking embarrassed while holding her daughter who looked exactly like her.
“That’s because the tear part I replaced a while ago was wrong.”
“What is that? It’s strange~”
“And it’s not my aunt, it’s my mom…”
“Mom?”
Her daughter Her Rebecca, who looks just like her, is being held by her her Melissa her her.
Her own name is said to be taken from the teacher who cured her mother, who is no longer in the world.
She pondered in her little head and shook her head.
“Your aunt is a golem?”
“Uh, uhm… It’s true that the ingredients were given to me by my mom, but if you think about it…”
Melissa was sweating and worried as she had to explain what she was doing so that Rebecca wouldn’t be hurt.
“So, my younger brother was also given birth to by mother number 2?”
“Well, that’s the baby her mother gave birth to…” ” “
“Then you call Melissa’s mom her her her aunt her her?”
“Uh, you can at least call me mom. So…”
Seeing Melissa looking back with an expression asking for help, Alice quietly turned her gaze away.
She had already exhausted all her physical energy, taking care of her twin sons who were clinging to her side, so she had no time to help others.
If the egg was implanted with Melissa’s and she used it to have her own baby, whose baby is it?
Biologically, she was Melissa’s daughter her her, but she was actually her her number 2 her her her, whom she embraced and raised, so it was a complex dilemma that she could not describe.
“Everyone just calls me mom.”
The person who solved such a complex problem was Marian, whose IQ was less than 100.
“Then Marian’s mom is also a mom?”
“Okay.”
Marianne, who was busy knitting with her full stomach even now, was good at her knitting, but she was failing at making her clothes because she was too tired in the middle and she was tearing them.
She told me to just buy them or ask her other wife to wear them, but she insisted that she wanted to dress her children in handmade clothes, so who could stop her?
“Ssuk.”
“Kiyaaaaa!”
The girl, who seemed to be a miniature version of Inori except her cheeks she she were a little more chubby, exposed her her face her her from under her blanket and grabbed her her her her body her her her. Her daughter, who looked like Melissa, clung to Melissa in surprise. .
Marianne was also started by the scream and tore off the knitting she was holding in her hands, and as if enjoying the sight, she held on to the mask she had made from her handkerchief and giggled.
“Ssuk…Ssuk?!”
She would be getting her butt her kicked by her her Inori her her her by now, being sucked into her own shadow for her sin of teasing her her other sister her her her.
“I hate you, mom! I’m going to tell my lord!”
“Tsubasa!”
Inori barely managed to escape the shadows and tried to catch her daughter her Tsubasa, who was running away her, but her small body her her she was so agile that her hands her sticking out from the shadows were only fumbling in the air.
“It’s not good to see you with just your arms out, so can you just come out?”
Inori, who was hiding in Marian’s shadow, emerged from the shadow.
“I don’t know why Tsubasa has that kind of personality while her cousin Jun doesn’t.”
“Isn’t Tsubasa the quiet one…? Our kids can’t even walk yet…”
Looking at her her two sons her her her, Philip and John, who were still playing with their faces her in their mother’s arms her her her, Alice was already worried about how these children would cope when they grew up to Tsubasa.
“I’m back~”
A lively-looking Ophelia, with her red hair cut short and her eyes covered with special glasses, came in.
She said that it was stuffy inside her house, so she carried her son Owen on her back and went to the kitchen to do the grocery shopping. Soon, Inori joined in and was preparing a meal by boiling soup next to her.
“Ophelia’s mom! Me too! Me too!”
“Then, would you please peel the fruit here and share it with your younger siblings?”
“Yes!”
Rebecca, who looked exactly like Melissa but was born healthy, was asked by her other mothers to peel the fruit with her tiny hands and feed it to her younger siblings.
As they watched their child taking care of their children with satisfaction, they were waiting for their husbands to come soon.
“Our Owen is calm.”
“Awww…?”
As I gently held Owen in my arms and fed him fruit, Philip and John crawled onto my lap and fought with each other, picking up the fruit and eating it.
Rebecca said she tried to give her fruit to her sister as Melissa’s mother held her, but she was too baby and she couldn’t eat it, so she had no choice but to hold it in her mouth. C.
Thud. Thud. Boom.
When the sound of metal hitting the ground rang out, Rebecca jumped up from her seat.
It was the sound of Aunt No. 2… No, it was the footsteps of her Mom No. 2.
“=I’ve been there=”
“Mom, welcome!”
At those words, tears began to flow from the corners of Golem No. 2’s eyes.
“=Why are there tears…=”
“While I’m here, I’ll look at the overall balance.”
Rebecca usually clings closely to No. 2, perhaps because she had heard that it was her mother, but now she was clinging even closer.
Golem No. 2, who held Rebecca in her arms, asked Rebecca with a slightly relaxed expression that was not like her usual self.
“=Call me mom=”
“I don’t like it.”
For some reason, Melissa held her baby in her arms and smiled while holding Rebecca, who was covering her face and hiding from embarrassment when he tried to call her in front of her, and demanded to be called her mom . .
And when the smell of delicious dinner starts to spread through the house.
Ding Dong-
“Open it. I can’t use my hands right now.”
A longing voice was heard from outside.
When No. 2’s mother got out of her arms, Rebecca rushed over and opened her door.
“Rebecca opened it for you today?”
The silver-haired man held Tsubasa, who had run away earlier, with one hand, and brought a bunch of presents with the other.
“Master. If you give the kid another snack…”
“I thought you were crying.”
“You are my master! Don’t call me master!”
Seeing Tsubasa having a tantrum, the shadow fluttered around and tried to catch her, but since she was tightly held in her father’s arms her, Inori could not use the shadow to force her away.
Rebecca cried out loud as she was hugged on the lap of a man who looked a little tired but smiled as he entered the house.
“Welcome, Dad!”
I hope this crazy family is happy today.
Completed.
