Chapter 7: 7

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Chapter 7

Are you laughing? I want to cry.

“You don’t even have a hole in your chin, why are you drooling so much?”

I unwrapped the white handkerchief that was wrapped around the child’s neck and wiped his lips.

As if it was nice to wipe his saliva, the child burst into laughter. Then he spat out with his small tongue.

“You want to play with me?”

“Kyaahh, abubu!”

“Stop drooling. Your skin turns red.”

“Oomm!”

Did you even understand me……I was a little startled at the sight of him biting his lip. This child…… Maybe he’s a genius.

Since he’s my child, he must have superior intelligence than others. Although I’ve always had moderate grades in the academy, it was all because I didn’t put all my effort into studying for the exam.

In other words, it can be said that the results are superior compared to the effort.

Ah…… No, it is still premature to conclude that a child is a genius.

Because I don’t know what kind of bastard the father’s genes are?

I held the child and pressed his face close together.

I tilted my head while looking at the convex forehead, soft cheeks, and big eyes that seemed to pour out.

“Who is your father?”

“Abuee!”

No matter how hard I think about it, there’s no one I can guess.

At this moment, several footsteps were heard from behind.

“Oh my, so cute.”

“He looks pretty like a doll. Is it a girl? Is it a boy?”

“A boy.”

The three old-looking ladies stopped their way and bowed their back to look at the child.

As if enjoying the attention, the child gently folded the corners of his eyebrows and let out a cute smile.

What are you?

It’s unusual to attract people.

When I saw that expression, I laughed in vain.

If he later becomes an opera singer, I think he will be a huge hit.

He knew very well how he looked to others.

Little bastard.

“Oh my God, I have never seen such a pretty boy again. Mom would be very happy. What’s his name?”

“Ah…….”

The words that kept coming to my mind were cut off as if they had been cut with scissors.

I lifted my stiff head and looked at the three people in front of me.

“The child’s name…….”

I don’t know.

I never thought about it.

What’s your name?

It would be nice if I could ask, but unfortunately, the baby was less than two months old, and he couldn’t have a name unless I gave him a name.

I didn’t know what to answer, so while I was choosing a word, someone called the three of them from afar.

“Don’t get sick and grow taller.”

They left without any regrets, perhaps they were not very curious about the child’s name.

But what was left was me who felt deeply perplexed by the problem I was facing.

“…… Do I have to give you a name?”

“Pyaa!”

“Yes, is that so?”

My brain, which had stopped working for a while, began to rotate with unprecedented intensity.

It was like the dwarfs living in my head were pushing coal into a steam locomotive, putting various name candidates in my head, forcing it to think.

“Ummm…… hold on. I am thinking about it.”

“Oopyaa!”

“Okay okay. Don’t rush me. I can’t think of anything.”

However, the brain, which was at full capacity, broke down with fuzzy black smoke.

I’ve never given a name to anyone in my life.

It’s not that I’m weird, but none of the many 16-year-olds in the world have ever had this incredible, great experience.

To come up with a name that will follow you forever, even after you die.

The burden was heavy, and a gulp gushed over.

“…… When I was ten, I thought about a name for a dog I didn’t even know about for a week.

As soon as the coming-of-age ceremony was held, I was desperately trying to raise him.

Thirty candidates competed fiercely.

“Do you know what the name is at the end?”

“Abu?”

“Peanut Butter. What do you think? Do you like it?”

The child smiled brightly as he waved his hand in the round mitten up and down.

The name I had been struggling with for a week seemed to really please the child.

But when I actually said it, I didn’t like it.

I didn’t want to give the child the name I was going to give to a puppy.

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“No, not this. Uhm. Philip? Richard? Chris…… What is there, John, Alfred…… Uh, not even this.”

I took out every male name I knew.

But no matter what name I call it, it doesn’t suit him like clothes that don’t fit.

I leaned back against the hard wooden back and looked out the window.

The sunlight shimmered finely on the horizon.

“Baby, then let’s do this.”

“Pyaa?”

I looked back at the child.

And I said with a stern expression on my face.

“I’ll give you permission to choose your own name. Now, you have to be careful. You have to listen to me.”

The child, who had smiled so much that I could see his pink tongue, stopped laughing and opened his eyes wide.

He was following my expression.

“What I am going to ask you, and your answer will soon be your name.”

“Kyaabubu!”

“You have to be careful.”

I looked straight into the child’s face.

There was a tension that was difficult to describe in words around me and the child.

After confirming that the child was completely focused on me, I asked questions while chewing on each pronunciation.

“What do you like the most?”

“Hughuwek.”

The child burped as the drops of saliva popped.

It was amazing timing.

The child, unaware of how terrible he had done, laughed out loud as if he was feeling refreshed.

His name taken from me, Liana Mitchell II, became Hughuwek.

Hughuwek Mitchell.

There were only three single-occupancy cabins on the small ship.

Even that, reservations were full a week in advance, so I couldn’t even take a look around.

Hughuwek and I laid blankets on the hard wooden floor of the cabin and slept.

Every time the waves shook, I could feel the ship swaying.

Fortunately, Hughuwek was an easy child who did not have seasickness.

Even in the cluttered cabin, he slept well without even trying.

The problem was me.

“Uuughhh, uuhhwook-.”

With the child on my back, I drained everything I ate from my stomach.

My stomach subsided a little after I exhaled all the bitter saliva in the gastric juice.

“Oh, I’m going to die, really. Haa…….”

The cold night wind took the sweat from my forehead.

It’s been a week since we left.

Contrary to what Mildred said that we would arrive in four days, it took longer than expected due to the track passing through several cities.

However, if we wait a day, we will finally arrive in the capital.

“Hhingg, uinngg-.”

However, unlike me, he who has adapted and did not cry in any place and in any situation, suddenly whined.

…… I had a bad feeling.

I hugged him and touched his butt.

Something warm and heavy felt through the diaper cloth.

“Is it poop again?”

F***.

I barely swallowed the insult that was about to slide out of my throat.

If I change diapers in the cabin, the smell of summoning evil spirits will wake up everyone else’s sleep, so I have no choice but to change diapers on the deck.

The corner of the deck, full of wooden crates, became a diaper changing table for Hughuwek and I.

Thanks to the box blocking the cold wind, it was not a problem taking off the child’s clothes.

But no matter how many times I tried, I was not used to seeing the hot stools with my own eyes.

When I took off his pants, the brown stools were clinging to the child’s chubby hips and between his legs.

Changing diapers is now familiar enough for me to do without looking at the parenting notebook Mildred gave me, but the problem is…….

“Uugghh, uhhh!”

I was not used to this stinky smell at all. No, does the day come when I get used to it?

Despite the fact that I had just emptied my stomach, nausea came again.

I ran to the front of the boat again because of the unbearable smell, and when I heard a whining sound, I ran to the child again.

After repeating this three or four times, I was able to safely change diapers.

“Hey, don’t you have a problem? Why do you poop four times a day? You only drink milk, so why does it smell so bad?”

“Ukyaa!”

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“Ukyaa what? When you go home, you’ll have to get tested by the doctor first. No matter how much I think about it, it’s not normal to poop like this.”

I wrapped him in a thick pink blanket and gently hugged him.

I thought that the speed of the ship was unusually slow, but as it turned out, it was anchored in the port.

It was the last stop.

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