At this time, although the puppet was wrapped in tape from head to toe, it still could make a muffled sound without knowing what the principle was.

Perhaps it was a slow half-beat to remember all the "previous life", and its disappointment exploded in an instant, struggling in Shiraishi's pocket and shouting:

"It's nonsense! How can you put such a thing as Gundam in an oil painting! My friend's child can paint still lifes at the age of six, and this kid is almost six years old, look at what he's drawing!

"Later, this bastard said that he had no talent for painting, and he had to go to study science, but he couldn't learn science well, I read the exam papers, and I guessed more answers than he did, why did I give birth to such a bastard!"

Of course, genes are important, but they also need to be taken care of. Look at how scared you are for bear children, and you praise them perfunctorily, just like beating chicken blood......

The tape was wrapped around and couldn't mute the puppeteer, and Shiraishi was so noisy that his head hurt, and he thought that he really had to communicate first.

In this room, there are a lot of books, but there are no decent paintings.

Shiraishi thought to himself that this kind of person who works as an artist might have another studio, and he got up and prepared to look for it.

But when he turned his head, he saw the door of the study open, and a man came in with an apron and a tray.

On the plain wooden tray, a few freshly baked cupcakes are placed and steaming.

Ayami Sugie walked into the house, put the tray on the tatami mat, and knelt next to her.

She looked up at Shiraishi and smiled: "Zhaofu has been painting for an afternoon, why don't you let him rest for a while?" ”

"Draw such a thing in one afternoon, and have a face to rest?!" The puppeteer's stern refusal came from his pocket.

It's a pity that the other two couldn't hear it.

And Shiraishi, the only one who could hear it, ignored it unusually skillfully.

Shiraishi nodded, sat down next to the cake, grabbed the hot towel on the side of the tray, wiped his hands, and pinched a cake.

Just as he was about to gnaw, he saw Sugie Ayami naturally move behind him, kneel up, put her hands on his shoulders, and squeeze hard.

Shiraishi reflexively shrunk his neck, and the cake almost choked into his throat. He coughed twice before he realized that the woman seemed to be about to squeeze his shoulder.

grabbed the tea and drank two sips to suppress the shock, and then under Sugie Ayami's concerned gaze, Shiraishi straightened his neck again: "...... It's okay, I was thinking about things just now, and I was a little distracted. ”

"When you have a break, don't think about those worries." Sugie Ayami's hands pressed rhythmically, her voice was different from the force, light and gentle, "No matter what, Akio and I support your choice." ”

"Hmm." Shiraishi replied casually.

Although he didn't know what choice Ayami Sugie was talking about, it sounded as if it would be linked to the mission goal of eliminating regrets......

After nibbling on two small cakes, Shiraishi finally got used to the feeling of being pressed on his shoulders by strangers.

Sugie Ayami seems to have practiced the shoulder pinching technique, she is small, she is very slender, her wrists and phalanges are thinner, but the force of her hands is not too light, and the person who pinched it is very sour.

Baishi was a little sore at first, but then he slowly got better, and even thought comfortably, when he returned to the real world, he should also pinch his back every once in a while to dredge the meridians.

Thinking of the tool man, the image of the butterfly ninja immediately appeared in Shiraishi's mind.

But soon, some intuition made him silently make this thought again...... Let's go buy a small hammer and knock it yourself.

A few minutes later, Akio Sugie finally raised his head from in front of his "masterpiece".

With ideas for further creation, the child, who had been greatly inflated by the praise, paused his thoughts in satisfaction and jumped out of his chair.

He wanted to jump happily and turn around twice, but as soon as his feet moved, he suddenly remembered that Shiraishi was still beside him.

Akio Sugie stiffened slightly, and suddenly reined in his pace.

He walked over and sat down upright in front of the tray, reaching for a piece of cake in the corner.

At this time, there were still three pieces of cake left after Bai Shi ate it, Bai Shi thought about it and stopped him:

"Go and pinch your mother's shoulder first, and then eat after pinching."

He has never raised a son, but it is certainly right to enhance parent-child interaction.

Akio Sugie had never heard such a request, and he was stunned for a moment.

Sugie Ayami next to her also waved her hand in surprise: "No, no, I'm not tired, and I'm not hard." ”

"yes."

With his mother's words, Akio Sugie looked at Shiraishi and secretly continued to stretch out his hand towards the cake: "That's not my mother's job, I'm a boy." ”

"......" is definitely more appropriate to change "male" to "bear". Shiraishi slapped him on the back and pushed him next to Ayami Sugue:

"If you don't talk so much, don't eat it if you don't do it." As he spoke, he took another piece of his own.

The tray that was originally quite full suddenly had only two cakes left in it.

Akio Sugie was half succumbing to the food, half succumbing to Shiraishi's obscenity, and he stretched out his hand and pinched his mother's shoulder a few times: "Yes, is that so?" ”

He didn't have a good grasp of his strength, and the position of the pinch was messy.

Sugie Ayami was a little uncomfortable at first, but after a few moments, her face was almost full of laughter.

She straightened her hair that was being pulled up, patted her son's hand, and looked at him gently: "Okay, let's go eat." ”

"Nope." Shiraishi threw away the empty paper shell, picked up another one, and left one for Akio Sugie, while he stood up and walked slowly out the door, throwing down a sentence before leaving, "Pinch enough for ten minutes." ”

After Shiraishi's figure disappeared outside the door, Akio Sugie looked at the almost empty tray, and then looked at his smiling mother: "Mom......"

Sugie Ayami tilted her head slightly, pondered for a moment, and smiled happily at him: "Since your father said that, then you can pinch it for ten minutes." ”

"......" Akio Sugie wanted to cry without tears, so he could only continue to rub on her shoulder.

In fact, seeing Sugie Ayami smiling so happily, he didn't think it was too boring work.

Many people seem to have a nature to make others happy, and they will be happy themselves.

This is probably one of the reasons why after seeing the sand sculpture pictures, I always want to save them and send them to others...... In this way, it also seems to be a way to experience your own value.

Akio Sugie is like this at the moment.

…… If it weren't for the cake next to it, but it could only smell and not eat, then everything would have been perfect.

……

After reaching the hallway, the puppeteer was carried out of his pocket by Shiraishi.

It struggled to twist its cocoon-like body, and looked at the door of the study where its wife and children were: "Isn't it just a shoulder pinch, why are you still smiling like that...... Is it that rare? ”

"Oops." Shiraishi took it to his eyes and looked at it, "You are envious." ”