CH-34 who else... new boyfriend.

My spine did the worm as those dreaded syllables hit my ears - Mom.

Arle's sleepy mumble landed like a dropkick to my daddy's dream…

I wanted a baby girl about as much as I wanted a root canal without novocaine, but it wasn't the case…

Because she must've been calling out for her own mom in dreamland.

Arle was still conked out in the sleep world, so I didn't take it too seriously. And just grunted back like a cave husband, who tried not to drop a lung laughing.

That's when Zeno raids in like a wife' ninja, scooping up Arle bridal-style.

"My apologies, she was not sleeping adequately due to the ongoing experimentation involving this bracelet." To really rub it in, she handed me a beautiful bracelet and a box of chocolate.

… It was traditional gifts for clueing a guy in that his wife's inventory has a bun in it. Why is she… haaa… Nevermind, these chocolates are my favorite one.

"Um, Although the celebration of Saint Valentine's Day is tomorrow, I fear that our paths shall not cross again." Nevertheless, She didn't cease and resumed.

"Therefore, these chocolates have not only the customary confection, including the other three first members, with the profound devotion Arle and I have for you."

Zeno made her egress but halted at the threshold of door, pivoting at me. "Master, though your years be tender, pray hearken to my words. You are, of course not, cognizant of the tragic circumstance…"

"... That is Arle's own parents cruelly abandoned her cause of MIS Illnesses. So… her heart's most fervent desire has ever been to be accepted as your cherished daughter."

—Click!

She closed the door behind her, leaving me more confused than a centipede at a square dance convention….

Ahh, I'll figure it out after a bender or seven. I picked up the bracelet and there was a little note tucked in that really yanked on my heartstrings.

The written words were…

[T-Thanks, master, for finally giving me a reason to call someone else Mom again in my life, even if it was an accidental slip from my mouth in the past or now but I really mean it!]

[My quad squad of universe siblings gave me a pep talk to grow a pair and come clean. I-I've been waiting to become your adorable adopted daughter ever since you took me inside your heart, And love me.]

[N-No pressure on you though, I can keep my fingers crossed until my arms fall off if needed! Best wishes to you, your hopefully future daughter Arle <3]< p>

"..." I just stared at the note like a dumbfounded mullet. Well, butter my backside and call me a biscuit! That little scamp had been plotting this mommy-daughter dynamic the whole time.

I didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or just start making her call myself an egg donor instead. One thing's for sure, that girl's got a set of belly laug...uh, I mean, ovaries of steel to lay it all out like that!

"..." My gratitude to Harriet's hand-me-down memories, I could still picture that soggy day when I rescued the first original girls, And boys, power squad(First five members).

It was raining cats, dogs, and I think maybe a cow or two.

I was hot on the trail of the depraved Deadnova organization, following a clue of nauseate incidents and shady forest cabins straight out of a horror movie.

That's when I stumbled across five sorry souls locked up tighter than a confused pretzel - half human, half… zombie…

Let's just say scientists would've looked at them with odium and clamor; Dang, you ugly!

I nearly hurled my daytime tacos all over, but my bleeding innocent heart got the better of me.

Next thing I knew, I was playing Dr. Frankenstein, 'playing' on these half-pint creatures to try and turn them into less… all pure half-pints. Against all odds, yours truly managed to de-uglify the whole batch!

In my past life(not the earth one), I was a regular renaissance woman - an epic level weapon-smith, epic alchemist, and amazing dancer.

Seriously, I was the whole package and then some. Brains, brawn, sweet moves, you name it!

"It is better to pin this whole daughter drama for tomorrow." I rubbed my temples, feeling a migraine coming on stronger than a cat's hankering for catnip.

I beelined it to the pub, slugged a lot of frosty brew to settle my nerves, and then hot-footed it back to my dorm room.

—Hic!

Maybe passing out face-down would make this all go away. But the second I stumbled through that door, there was Amelia, my girlfriend…

Meh, you fools, It was a joke… kekeke~~

—Hic!

Hehehe~~ whom am I talking to? Oppos, To myself, kekeke… Am I going crazy?

—Hic!

Amelia had her arms crossed under her boobs like a disappointed teacher, giving me a glare that could freeze a sauna.

Her laser-beam eyes locked onto the suspiciously heart-shaped chocolate box in one hand, then my other hand where I was wearing some new bling courtesy of my maybe-daughter.

Perhaps, It was my illusion, but I could literally see the smoke shooting out of her ears. I got the distinct feeling that if looks could swallow, I'd be sliding down her gullet head-first right about now.

Somebody passed me the antacids; I had a feeling I was about to get an earful so spicy, it'd put a vindaloo to my toe!

—hic! —hic!

"Roommate… I'm hoooome~~" I sang out, doing a little drunken jazz hands dance before walking through the door.

Before I could even make it past the entryway, Amelia snagged my wrist in her steely grasp.

She squinted at the chocolate box clutched in my other hand. Did it just insult her mother because she was angry after watching it?

"Just who gave you that?" She drew out the words slowly and dangerously, cliping me with a face that could ferment milk in twenty paces.

"Eh…" I slope my head to the side, letting out another hiccup loud enough to shatter the crystal.

Feeling bold and just a tiny bit suicidal, I flashed her a saucy grin. "....Ehhhhhhh~~ Who else can give me? It is from my new… boyfriend."

"..." At that moment, I saw real icy color flames flickering in her eyes.