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"…is she…"
I knew what he meant.
I'd noticed him trying to ask a few times already.
But he hadn't found the right moment.
"This is Yuna."
That was enough.
I didn't want to explain it any further than that.
Even if leaving it there would just raise more questions.
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Ren kept staring.
"…your daughter?"
The question finally came out.
What was I supposed to say?
"No"?... If I said that, would Yuna be hurt?
And if I said "yes"? Would Yuna just accept it? Because I wasn't her real parent.
Suddenly, a voice spoke up.
"I'm Papa's daughter."
Yuna answered.
Quickly.
Without looking our way.
Her hand was still resting on her book.
Ren fell silent.
His gaze shifted back and forth between me and Yuna.
"…no way."
I took a shallow breath.
"I'm just her guardian."
"…oh…"
The atmosphere shifted a little.
Not exactly tense.
But not relaxed, either.
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Ren turned to Yuna.
"What grade are you in now, Yuna?"
"Fourth grade."
"What are you studying?"
