The Most Beautiful Girl in School Has Become a Mother - Chapter 19: Mom's Incredible Popularity

“Wow…!”

Watching Miori complete her painting, Shuri’s eyes began to shine brighter and brighter.

After drawing Doraemon, “Mom” started drawing animals one after another. The drawing paper is about to turn into a zoo.

Every time she finishes drawing a picture, Shuri’s face lights up with joy, so she must be having fun too. The sight of her drawing with the sole purpose of seeing the happy face of a child who calls her “Mom” looks like nothing but “Mom” to me, and just watching it warms my heart.

──What does she mean by “I don’t understand Mom”?

I was sighing as I watched my sister and my classmate.

She has completely captured the children’s hearts, and now my sister doesn’t even look at me. In front of Mom, even an older brother is nothing.

“…Done. Shuri-chan, do you understand anything?”

There was a cute bear drawing on the drawing paper.

No matter how I look at it, it only looks like a bear, and it has a speech bubble saying “I love honey.” Could that be a hint towards something like Winnie the Pooh?

“Bear-san!”

“Yeah, correct.”

“Wow! Mom, you’re a pro at drawing!”

“P-pro…? I don’t think so, though…”

Occasionally, when Shuri uses difficult words, Miori gives a wry smile.

Husband and wife, and now expert—where did she learn such words? At least, I don’t remember teaching her.

Kijima-san, the daycare teacher… probably not. Do recent preschoolers even have the opportunity to learn difficult words?

“Anything else? What else can you draw?!”

“Uh, what should I do? Well, how about I draw your favorite animal, Shuri-chan? What kind of animal do you like?”

“Um, Penguin-san! Can you draw?”

“Yeah, I can draw it. Just wait a moment.”

After hearing Shuri’s request, Miori switched to a blue colored pencil and immediately started drawing a penguin.

In just a few seconds, a silhouette recognizable as a penguin takes shape, and adorable eyes and a beak are added. It’s amazing how anyone can draw something that looks like a penguin with just a single stroke, I thought, being someone who isn’t good at drawing.

“Yes, it’s finished.”

“Wow! You’re really good at drawing penguin-san! Better than Natsumi-chan!”

Clapping hands, she praised Miori’s painting.

It seems that the drawing skills of the nursery teacher, Kijima-san, are completely defeated in front of her mom.

“Natsumi-chan…?”

On the other hand, an unfamiliar name came up, and Miori was staring at me and asking. She has a slightly displeased or suspicious expression, something like that.

Huh, what’s with that face? Is she suspicious that I might have another “mom”?

“Oh, Natsumi-chan is a kindergarten teacher. Her name is Kijima Natsumi.”

“Oh, I see.”

Upon realizing that “Natsumi-chan” was actually a nursery teacher, Miori displayed a relieved expression.

“Yay, I beat sensei!”

Saying that she shows a slightly smug expression.

Even though she seemed lacking in confidence, once she started drawing, it turned out to be quite impressive. Moreover, her drawing skills have improved significantly compared to the first Doraemon.

It seems that it had been a while since they last drew, but as they kept drawing, they started to remember various things.

“Actually, you know, this penguin-san has a trick to drawing?”

“Really?!”

“Yeah. Once you get the hang of it, Shuri-chan can draw too. Want to try drawing together?”

“Yeah! I want to draw!”

In an instant, Miori captured Shuri’s heart. Or rather, “Mom.”

Amazing. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Shuri this high-spirited. At least, I haven’t been able to make my sister this happy recently.

Did my sister predict this would happen from the moment she saw her at the supermarket? Or did she intuitively feel their compatibility? In any case, I can only admire my sister’s sixth sense.

“Okay, then let’s start by drawing the outline here…”

“Like this?”

“Yeah, you’re doing well. Next up is…”

Two people are drawing penguins.

It seems that Miori’s penguin has a certain technique to it, and if she mimics the order and angle, even the kindergarten child, Shuri, could draw a penguin similar to hers. The joy on her sister’s face at that time was indescribable. Apparently, she boasts about it at the kindergarten.

Miori was watching Shuri with a happy expression, and I was captivated by her smile full of compassion.

“…? What’s wrong?”

She notices my gaze and asks curiously.

“N-Nothing at all.”

I hurriedly shifted my gaze to my sister’s colored pencils.

Miori is tilting her head, but I ignore it, ignore it. I can’t possibly say that I was captivated by her face, even if my mouth were to split open.

The two of them continued to draw various animals. “Mom” was teaching them simple drawing techniques, and before long, Shuri’s drawing skills were improving rapidly.

The daughter and “Mom” are having a conversation, exchanging smiles. At that moment, a world just for the two of them is created, and there is absolutely no room for me to enter. At this point, I am truly relieved of my duties.

“Um… Mi, Miori?”

I called her name with a bit of nervousness. Even though I had tried calling her a few times, it seemed like it would still take a while to get used to it.

“What is it, Isaki-kun?”

On the other hand, Miori, who has already gotten used to being called by name and calling others by name, is giggling at my still awkwardness.

“Can I go do some laundry and clean the bathroom for a bit? I’ve been cleaning the living room and the entrance since yesterday, so I’ve let it pile up.”

“Yeah, sure.”

Miori nodded and turned to Shuri.

“Well then, Shuri-chan, how about practicing drawing with me?”

“Yeah! I want to draw more with Mom!”

When I confirmed that Shuri was facing the drawing paper and running colored pencils across it, I shrugged my shoulders and stood up.

I thought I had been devoted to my sister as an older brother, but it seems I suddenly lost her affection to “Mom.”

“Ah.”

As I was about to head towards the washroom, Miori let out a voice as if she remembered something.

“Hmm?”

“Good luck with the housework, Dad.”

“Da──⁉”

Because the most beautiful girl in school narrowed her eyes and said something like that, my chest felt like it was being squeezed to the point of exploding.

“Ah, ah…”

Hiding my flushed face and giving a curt reply, I hurriedly head towards the washroom.

──Hey, does she even understand what she’s saying!? Is she doing this on purpose, or what!?

After she disappeared from sight, I let out the breath I had been holding. My heart was racing so fast that my chest hurt.

I made an unreasonable request and got it accepted, and so far it’s going well, but this “mom” contract is really hard on my heart. I was scared I might develop cardiomyopathy.