After working hard all my life, from the grassroots to the boss, my only regret is that I have no children, and I will die in peace!
"Beep~ Strong baby-raising mental waves have been detected." A burst of electronic sound sounded.
"Bit~Start binding."
"Bit~Binding completed."
No, do I still have soul rights? Are you bound?
The baby still needs to be raised well.
However, something doesn't seem right about these babies.
Dandy? Monster? Fool? ...
Can I return the product? !
"No returns." A firm voice sounded.
Even though he was clamoring to return the product, raising the baby was going smoothly.
The boss smiled and narrowed his eyes.
Concept: There are no good children and bad children, only good teachers and bad teachers.