In school, Hitori Gotoh had heard many girls questioning her status as Jhin's girlfriend. Without exception, they all believed that a gloomy, fashion-challenged weirdo like her, who wore a tracksuit and carried a guitar bag all day, was completely unworthy of Jhin. They even went so far as to bet that the two would break up in less than a week.
These speculations were shattered one by one as time passed. Hitori Gotoh did not break up with Jhin; instead, the two became increasingly intimate. The only ones left were a few girls still harboring designs on Jhin, waiting for the day of their breakup to arrive.
And now, she was going to register her marriage with Jhin.
What kind of luck allowed her to meet Jhin among so many people on Earth? Hitori Gotoh could not give an answer. She didn't even dare to imagine what the future would look like if she hadn't met Jhin.
Just thinking about that possibility made Hitori Gotoh feel her heart being fiercely gripped, accompanied by a suffocating pain.
"I... I'm really so happy... Jhin."
"I know. Calm down a bit. I'll come to your house to pick you up in a while. Don't be crying when I get there."
"O-Okay."
A small patch of the bedding under Hitori Gotoh was wet with tears. Michiyo Gotoh, startled by her scream, pushed open the door and saw the wet bedding. She exclaimed in surprise, "Hitori, you actually wet the bed?!"
"Mom! It's not like that... listen to my explanation..."
Jhin hung up the phone and turned his head to look at the morning light spilling in from the balcony. The soft light shone on his body, which looked as if it were carved from marble. The breeze playfully teased his hair, swaying it before his sky-blue eyes. If one could ignore Jhin's behavior of walking around stark naked with his big bird hanging out, he was indeed an eye-catching, refreshingly handsome guy.
"Eh, the escape device was triggered already? I clearly just placed it on that human," Nymph muttered. Although she was a bit confused, she decided to take the clothes and check the situation first.
Takako Kobuchizawa was covered in snowflakes, looking as if she had just been fished out of a snowdrift. She looked around in shock, still reeling from the scare.
What happened? Wasn't I about to die in Antarctica?
Where is this?
"Takako Kobuchizawa."
A tender, crisp voice rang out from mid-air. Takako Kobuchizawa looked up and struggled to squeeze two words out of her mouth: "An... gel?"
"Who I am is not important. From today on, you must live incognito for three years."
"Why?!"
"This is the price you must pay to survive."
"...Survive..." Takako Kobuchizawa smiled bitterly. She thought Nymph was right; if she hadn't been transferred to this backyard, she would have already died under that beautiful yet deadly night sky in Antarctica. Takako Kobuchizawa looked at Nymph with pleading eyes. "Lady Angel, my... daughter... can I secretly see my daughter?"
"You can only visit once a year. I will place a cognitive interference on you. After three years, I will arrange a suitable time for you to meet your daughter."
"Thank you for your mercy..." Takako Kobuchizawa knelt on the ground and performed a standard dogeza to Nymph. Having tasted death, she restrained her originally carefree personality.
"Your forged identity is here. You will naturally be notified after three years pass."
"Yes!" Takako Kobuchizawa respectfully took the paper bag from Nymph's hand. Then, her entire person flickered twice like a screen with bad signal and disappeared from the spot.
Is this the timeline chaos happening to Master?
Nymph looked thoughtful. She was certain that in her system's cognition, these events all happened within today. However, the data she queried through the terminal showed that Takako Kobuchizawa had been missing in Antarctica for nearly three years. Through the tracker placed on her, Nymph saw that she was currently working at a convenience store not far from her daughter.
Really interesting. A timeline change of several years was completed in the blink of an eye.
"Nymph, why haven't you come back yet?"
"Master, Takako Kobuchizawa's life-saving device was triggered just now. I just finished dealing with it."
"Mn, come back first. I'm really not used to being completely naked at home."
"Okay."
Putting on the clothes the little angel bought for him, his naked body was once again covered. Jhin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Putting clothes back on is truly reassuring."
Jhin stuffed the documents and materials needed for marriage registration into his storage space. Standing at the genkan entrance, he rubbed Nymph's head, making her squint her eyes comfortably.
"I'm heading out then. I might not come back today. If you feel bored, go out and wander around by yourself."
"Okay."
Thinking that he couldn't be as casual visiting Hitori Gotoh's house this time as he was before, Jhin bought some gifts for Hitori's parents and a big cake for his sister-in-law, Futari. Only then did he take the subway to Hitori Gotoh's front door.
Before Jhin could ring the doorbell, Michiyo Gotoh, grinning from ear to ear, pushed open the main door and enthusiastically pulled him inside. "Jhin is here! Come in, come in, we've been waiting for you for a long time."
After listening to her daughter's explanation about the suspected "bedwetting," the corners of Michiyo Gotoh's mouth hadn't come down. She had dragged her husband to the supermarket to buy a huge pile of ingredients and even mimicked Hitori Gotoh by hanging a small banner in the living room.
The banner read: "Hitori Gotoh's Most Glorious Day in Life!"
In Michiyo Gotoh's view as a mother, the highlight of her daughter's life was today—the day she went to register her marriage with Jhin. Finally, she didn't have to worry about her daughter becoming a musical vagrant hiding in the closet and drinking her days away.
"Auntie Gotoh, these are gifts for you and Uncle."
"Why are you still calling me Auntie?!"
"Uh... Mother-in-law."
"That's right." Michiyo Gotoh beamed with joy. Without even looking at the gifts Jhin brought, she handed them directly to Futari and pulled him toward the living room.
"Oh! Jhin, you're here." Naoki Gotoh, also known as Papa Gotoh, was holding two plates of freshly stir-fried dishes, preparing to place them on the dining table. Seeing Jhin enter, he revealed a gentle smile.
"Hello, Father-in-law."
"Sit down first, we'll eat breakfast soon." Naoki Gotoh hadn't changed much, aside from the corners of his mouth rising slightly higher. He was still very satisfied with Jhin as a son-in-law, though he still didn't quite know how to interact with him.
"Brother, Brother!" Futari Gotoh ran up to Jhin in a coquettish manner, her small face stained with cream.
"Futari, why are you stealing cake before the meal again?"
Hearing Jhin's words, Futari Gotoh hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe her small face. She looked back at Naoki Gotoh, who was still busy in the kitchen, and whispered pleadingly, "Don't tell Papa, okay? Mama said I have to call you Brother-in-law from now on."
"Then I'll keep it a secret for you this one time. Next time, remember to wipe your face clean first, so no one discovers you were stealing food."
"Mhm, mhm!"
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