"It's all a little blue."

The woman leaned closer to the child's forehead and looked carefully.

...

“Huh~Huh~”

The woman blew a few lightly.

"Mommy's blowing."

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

...

"Hello."

The man looked unhappy.

He rubbed his stomach.

it hurts.

At first he didn't understand why it hurt so much. He was just hit by a child. Could this child's head be made of stone?

Later, when he saw the mark on the child's forehead, he looked down at the place where he was hit, and suddenly realized.

This child happened to hit his belt.

The mark on the child's forehead was left by his belt.

No wonder this child cried like something.

It hit the belt buckle.

That hurts quite a bit.

The problem is that forces are mutual.

The child hurts.

His stomach was also so painful with the belt buckle.

With the impact of the child like a shell, he felt that the intestines in his stomach were about to stir up.

...

Who will feel better if the body hurts?

What's more, this is simply a disaster.
Chapter completed!