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??? Y3ARS LAT3R:
Hiruko looked at her daughter in complete shock.
"W-Well, we..."
Takumi tried to take over the conversation, yet before he could, Hiruko slapped her hand over his mouth, knowing her husband would say something utterly ridiculous.
"You see, my little one, your father and I, we...met by...um..."
Takumi pried his wife's hand off his mouth to interrupt her before she said something so logical a toddler wouldn't understand.
"W-We got ice cream!"
"Ice cream!? Can we get ice cream, please!?"
Their daughter looked at them, her eyes filled with joy and whimsy, seemingly forgetting about her previous question...
("Takumi is a genius at child-rearing! I wonder how he'd handle five more...")
For some reason, Takumi's stomach dropped...
--End of DIVERGENCE--