Edited by Kirindas. Finale!! Woo!!!
When I woke up, his chest was right before my eyes. Just until now, it certainly was always like this. But the chest is thicker than before. His arm is thick too. You can't become like this just from eating right? Even though he should have been too busy to close his eyes, just by preparing, I guess he was properly exercising?
When I gently put my hand on his chest, I heard the sound of his heart. He is alive.
It's natural..but it feels nice. Lightly putting my lips in a place where I can hear the sound.
“I love you”
When I muttered in a small voice, something touched my head.
As I looked up
“?”
He met my gaze with his still sleepy eyes. Apparently, he seems to have kissed me.
“Have you woken up?”
“…”
“Mikhail?”
“… Angel … incredibly cute”
“!?”
What! What? It's a trap! What? I can not even reply. But my face is bright red. While puzzled, he lay his lips on me.
“… finally, you are mine.”
“…”
“Good night”
“………”
I hear him falling asleep soundly. A slightly stretched red hair is seen in the morning sunlight.
…… What was that? Eh, a dream? Is not it?
… … Let’s sleep a little more.
After waking him, he was mean as usual. Then we fought a lot and I also made up with him the same amount of times.
I sometimes misunderstood the incomprehensibility and suddenly struggled with his sweet words.
After all, Mikhail was smart and well tolerated. And it is an unexpected effort. For Jean-sama, who will be king, he became indispensable.
“Hey, do not move around like that.”
“No, Uriel wants to see beautiful b.u.t.terflies …”
“What will you do when you find them ..”
“… …”
The third child will be born soon. The two before were bad boys who have red hair. Mikhail seems to want a girl from the stomach, but I wonder if it will be like that. I feel like watching him who is swayed by a little daughter.
The other day he was seriously bothered when I acted disastrously as:
“I will give birth ~”
No, I can't give birth while the birth pains haven’t started yet … No, I’m sorry. I was joking.
There was a lot of hards.h.i.+ps, but I am really happy.
I sincerely hope that he, who has been struggling more than anyone, wrapped in the same happiness as I am.
… But probably, I guess it's like this. With his gentle smile staring at the children, I can be convinced.
“I love you Mikhail.”
“I know …”
He is not honest at all. But I know exactly.
After that, I really gave birth to the blond girl that looked exactly like me, and Mikhail became a perfect image of an overprotective father, but that is a talk of the future.
I am happy today too.
~ The end