Fun Times
The sweet treats and warm tea soothed my soul.
“Please eat a lot.”
“Y… yes.”
The sweets, which I had never seen before, were like jewels on a plate.
“Oh my, the cheese goes really well with the wine.”
“It does, I’m glad you understand. Then, can you tell what the secret ingredient in these cookies is?”
“It’s cinnamon and herbs.”
They’re so delicious.
And the aroma is very enjoyable, too.
“These cookies would well with milk tea. They are the perfect combination on a cold day.”
“On a cold day?”
“Yes, I’m ashamed, but I would buy these in my student days.”
I used to buy cookies and milk tea with my friends from school and eat them outside.
“The real pleasure of student days, indeed. How cute.”
“Eh?”
“It’s so cute that you went out to buy sweets. I did much more dreadful things than that.”
“Mom! Please don’t say any more than this.”
Henry’s expression turned grim.
“I was thirteen years old when I seduced my late husband at an upper-class party.”
“Mother-in-law… did?”
“It was a big deal among the upper class, which was more closed off than they are now. But I don’t regret it.”
So she has always been so direct, hasn’t she?
Very aggressive and fearless.
Henry told me that he was the end result of a passionate love.
“I’m tired of hearing about your start of romance, Mom.”
“I could talk about it all the time, you know? On the other hand, I don’t know why you are so stubborn in the opposite direction, Henry. How many times did I ask you to introduce Marie to me.”
“I thought it would be troublesome to do so.”
“I was just worried about you. You studied all the time. You were no fun.”
The two really have a relationship where they can tell each other anything.
They are the opposite of our family.
“Well, I’d say you have used up all your luck getting Marie to marry you.”
“Sorry for being a poor talker.”
“A real man would tell me honestly. The new era is one in which both men and women are equals.”
“I know that.”
Everything is really different.
I envy the relationship between parents and children, who can say anything to each other.
I wish I could have had a parent-child relationship like theirs.
“My son is boring. That’s why let’s get along well, the two of us.”
“If you don’t like it, you can refuse. Don’t force yourself.”
“Your jealousy in unsightly. From now on, Marie is not going to be only my daughter-in-law, but also my non-blood related daughter, you know?”
“”Huh?””
Not only a daughter-in-law, but also a non-blood related daughter? What does she mean?
“I thought of adopting Marie.”
“Mom, that’s…”
“I mean, if I do that, my inheritance will go to Marie. I’ve already made preparations for that… just in case.”
I could not help but be stunned by my Mother-in-law’s thoroughness in her preparations.