Accidentally become a father-Chapter 91: A Wet Guest

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"...Direct hit..."

My expression remained flat.

In front of me—

stood a man.

His expression was just as flat.

The pillow dropped softly between us.

The man was young.

His hair was wet.

Water dripped from the ends of it.

His clothes were soaked too.

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"...Itsuki."

He held out a hand.

"How have you been."

I looked at his hand for a second.

Then I shook it.

"Hey, Ren."

"...I’m doing fine."

I paused.

"...What about you."

Ren gave a light chuckle.

"Haha... see for yourself."

He lifted his arms slightly.

Water dripped onto the floor.

"...Soaking wet."

I opened the door wider.

"Come in."

"Yeah... thanks."

Ren stepped inside.

His steps were careful.

His shoes left a trail of water.

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Behind me—

Yuna was still standing there.

The witch hat still on her head.

The wand still in her hand.

She looked at Ren.

Then she looked at me.

Without a word—

she moved fast.

Taking off the hat.

Taking off the robe.

Stuffing them back into the box.

As if nothing had ever happened.

I walked over to the table.

Picked up my phone.

Turned off the music.

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

Only the sound of the rain remained.

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"Ren."

I turned to him.

"Go ahead and use the bathroom."

"...I’ll get you a change of clothes."

Ren nodded.

"Thanks." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

He headed straight for the bathroom.

A few seconds later—

the sound of the shower started.

I opened the closet.

Grabbed some clothes.

Not many options.

Good enough.

I knocked on the bathroom door.

"Here."

The door opened a crack.

A hand reached out.

Took the clothes.

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"By the way..."

Ren’s voice came from inside.

"...sorry for dropping by unannounced."

"It’s fine."

I leaned against the wall.

"...I’m rarely online anyway."

"That’s why I just decided to come over."

I stayed silent for a moment.

"Where’d you come from."

"From home."

He answered casually.

"...I was planning to come here."

"...but then it started raining."

I gave a small nod.

"Oh."

I walked into the kitchen.

Filled a pot.

Placed it on the stove.

The flame ignited.

The water began to heat up.

Behind me—

Yuna approached.

Her steps were quiet.

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"Papa..."

"Hm."

"...who is he?"

I didn’t look back.

"A friend."

"...oh..."

She stayed silent for a moment.

"Want some coffee?"

"Is there anything else?"

I stopped.

Thought for a second.

"...take a look yourself."

Yuna opened one of the pantry cabinets.

Then another.

A few seconds passed.

"...nope."

She closed the cabinet.

"...then never mind."

"Suit yourself."

Yuna didn’t hang around.

She walked over to the futon.

And lay down.

Staring at the ceiling.

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The shower stopped.

The door opened.

Ren stepped out.

His hair was still a bit damp.

But much neater.

He stopped when he saw Yuna.

Yuna immediately sat up.

Cross-legged.

Silent.

Their eyes met.

Briefly.

Ren looked away.

"Hey, Itsuki."

"Hm."

"Are you still working that same job?"

"Yeah... pretty much."

Ren nodded slowly.

He walked over to his wet shoes.

Picked them up.

Brought them over to the sink.

Gave them a quick wash.

The water ran.

Then he came back.

Carrying his shoes and his clothes.

Heavily heading to the dryer.

Threw everything inside.

Turned the machine on.

The whirring sound of the drum began.

Ren stood there for a moment.

Looking around the room.

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"You don’t want to work at my place?"

"No way..."

I poured the coffee into two mugs.

"Your workplace isn’t flexible enough."

Ren gave a light chuckle.

"But the pay is great at my place."

"Big pay, but your whole life is just work. That’s just another kind of hard life."

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I carried the coffee.

Placed it on the table.

Yuna was already there.

With her book.

Working on something.

I sat down next to Yuna.

Ren sat down as well.

Across from me.

The dryer whirred in the background.

The rain was still falling.

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"Papa..."

Yuna slid her book over.

"...what’s the answer to this."

I took a quick glance.

"Figure it out yourself."

"...I already taught you how."

"...it’s hard..."

Ren stared at Yuna.

Then at me.

"...Itsuki."

I tilted my head up slightly.

"...is she..."

His gaze shifted.

Grew more serious.

Sharper.

The question was clear.

Without being spoken.

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