“Chel, do you want to be my mom too…?” Ainatsu cautiously asked Chel.

She was obviously trying to get closer to Chel, but her method of closing the distance was, frankly, the worst.

Not many people are more twisted than me, the villainess, but this...

“That’s enough. How many parents do you plan to have?” I intervened.

Chel was still clinging to my back, frightened.

“Is having multiple moms strange…? Then maybe Chel could be my older sister?”

“Let me ask this—how old are you exactly? And I mean physically, not mentally.”

“I’m seven!”

“……”

“…I know that’s unsettling, but …