"Father, it's time for us to mate!" Some ditzy girl excitedly pushed open Ito Makoto's door.
"Pfft!" Ito Makoto was so startled that he spat the fine Longjing tea in his mouth all over Asama, who was sitting opposite him.
"Cough, cough..." Choking on tea, Ito Makoto asked haltingly, "When have we ever mated?"
"Oh, stop it, Father. We mate every day, dozens of times a day!"
"Hey, hey, that's me teaching you spear techniques! What do you mean, mate...?"
"Am I wrong? Isn't mating when two people deepen their feelings for each other?"
"Who taught you this nonsense...?" Ito Makoto patted his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Shh, shh, shh..." Asama, sitting nearby, slowly scooted her little bottom along, trying to sneak out of the room.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
