[There were no issues during the pregnancy.]
[The children were born smoothly.]
[According to the order of birth, your daughter Kitahara Shio became the older sister of the other four babies.]
[Kitahara Suzune and Kitahara Amane were born on the same day, followed closely by Kitahara Yui, and lastly Kitahara Rei.]
"These daughters… they all seem to be dad obsessed."
Nijika felt a little worried.
Little Shio's dad obsession was not too severe.
But one certain child was completely different. Someone like Suzune, for example, practically waved the banner of "Down with maternal tyranny, dad belongs to his daughters." In one simulation, she even corrupted Kitahara Amane.
Clearly Ryo's child, yet not calm at all. Lively to an absurd degree.
[You were actually a little curious why all the babies were girls… The probability of five girls in a row was actually quite low.]
[Perhaps it was the will of the gods.]
[You did not dwell on it too much…]
[After the babies were born, you took care of them most of the time, giving you the illusion that you were running a kindergarten.]
[Fortunately, you liked children, and all of the babies were well behaved.]
[Except for one of them.]
[Kitahara Suzune displayed extremely strong dad obsession traits at the age of one.]
[In front of you, she would not make a fuss, obediently sitting on a small stool and reading.]
[But whenever Toru came by, the little one would deliberately cry a few times to attract her father's attention.]
[At first, Toru did not notice anything unusual and would hold little Suzune to comfort her. After she used this trick too many times, her true intentions were exposed. Because of this, Toru deliberately reduced his contact with Suzune to avoid repeating the mistake.]
[Time passed.]
[The children quickly turned three.]
[After learning to walk and run, they played and chased each other around the villa every day.]
[Some small things happened that year.]
[Artificial intelligence began to show its edge, and all industries started undergoing subtle transformations.]
[Toru made up for Ijichi Seika with a wedding.]
[At the wedding, as you looked at your sister's happy expression, your feelings were somewhat complicated.]
[Come to think of it, they were aunt and nephew, right?]
[However.]
[As a younger aunt, you did not seem to be in a position to say such things.]
[Autumn.]
[While Hitori was preparing for a second child.]
[Your husband began cultivating the children's interests and hobbies.]
[After a round of testing.]
[He discovered what the babies liked.]
[Aside from liking their father, their preferences were all different.]
[Kitahara Shio liked music. Accompanying dad during piano practice was the happiest time of her day.]
[Kitahara Yui, like her mother, developed an interest in the guitar. But every time you saw Hitori teaching her daughter guitar, you felt a bit scared.]
Is it fear of the daughter becoming like her mother?
If it really developed that way.
One big and one small Bocchi-chan…
It might actually be unexpectedly interesting.
[Kitahara Amane liked Mama Yamada. She ran to her room every day, even finding excuses to start learning the bass.]
Kita-chan's daughter seemed to be going astray?
Wait…
Dad obsessed plus Ryo obsessed, is that not exactly Kita-chan's replica?
Nijika the little angel spotted a blind spot.
[Kitahara Suzune was the exact opposite of Amane. Compared to her cold and taciturn biological mother, Red Mama suited her preferences more.]
[At some point, Ryo and Kita swapped children and began raising each other's babies.]
Daughter swapping play?
That is pretty hardcore.
[Because she admired her father, little Suzune aspired to become a doctor. But she was still young and had recently been playing like crazy.]
[You suspected the little one did not want to study at all.]
[Being a doctor was an extremely demanding profession.]
[Kitahara Rei was a child who did not like to speak, constantly giving off a cold aura.]
[Unlike Ryo's iceberg beauty, Kitahara Rei's situation was even more extreme. She only spoke a few sentences each day.]
[Whether it was Blue Mama, Red Mama, Yellow Mama, or Pink Mama, she did not like any of them.]
[She seemed to think the moms were too foolish. The little one only communicated with her father.]
[At only three years old, Kitahara Rei had already finished middle school level knowledge and had recently begun studying high school textbooks.]
[While your husband was happy, he was also somewhat worried.]
[Being too smart was not necessarily a good thing. Little Rei might become the strategist of a "Mom Resistance Army," leading a group of dad stealing rebellious daughters in an attack against him.]
[Over the past few years, because of the babies' births, your nightlife had been somewhat affected.]
[It was not only because there were too many children. More importantly, the babies liked their father and insisted on sleeping together every night. Otherwise, they would cry and make a fuss.]
[Toru had two on his left arm, two on his right, and one lying on his chest. There was simply no room left for you.]
[Perhaps when the children grew a bit older and started sleeping separately, you would be able to resume a normal married life.]
[The second year.]
[Hitori's second child was born smoothly, named Kitahara Yuu, meaning carefree and without worries.]
[After the youngest sister was born, the other children all proposed that they take care of the baby.]
[You ruthlessly rejected the little ones.]
[This group of kids was unreliable. Who knew how badly the baby might be raised.]
[Time flew by.]
[The children reached elementary school age.]
[You finally found excuses to move them out of your husband's room.]
[If not for Toru spoiling his daughters, these little ones should have been sleeping separately long ago.]
[One could even say that more than half of the reason the babies became dad obsessed was Toru bringing it upon himself.]
[After the daughters withdrew from the battlefield.]
[You resumed night duty. However, recently, because Hitori needed to take care of a younger child, the number of people participating each night increased, to avoid being left gasping for breath by the Demon King.]
[From one person at the start, to two later on, and finally three.]
[Ijichi Seika could not let go of her pride and refused to join no matter what.]
[You did not know.]
[Recently, the daughters had been secretly sneaking over every night to eavesdrop.]
[Lacking knowledge in that area, they believed their father was bullying their mothers, and several times wanted to push the door open to stop it.]
["What are Dad and the moms doing?" Kitahara Yui pressed her ear to the door, listening carefully.]
["Making babies." Kitahara Rei held a book. If not for her sisters coming, she had no interest in joining the fun.]
[To steal dad away, one needed to accumulate more knowledge.]
[The reason close relatives could not marry was merely to prevent deformed offspring and due to certain ethical issues.]
["Eh, making babies? Were not we picked up from a trash heap?" Kitahara Yui tilted her head with a dumbfounded expression.]
["You might have been picked up from a trash heap," Kitahara Rei said.]
[Children this foolish were not commonly seen.]
[Why would such a brilliant father give birth to such a silly baby?]
[Perhaps it was Pink Mama's fault?]