In the blink of an eye a year has passed.
The season changed, and winter returns.
I am 18 already.
On the school side I safely advanced a grade and will be a 4th year soon.
Research has been going well, nothing major to report.
Even though I successfully advanced, Elinalise was forced to repeat a grade.
Because she left for half a year even though she's a regular student.
Even though she doesn't really mind, but because it was for my family troubles, I feel a little responsible.
By the way, Sylphy has poor attendance too, but her grades are the best in school.
And since she's also Princess Ariel's personal guard, she successfully advanced a grade as well.
Of course, everything's fine on the family side as well.
Lucy is growing well.
She weaned really early and is now wolfing down baby food.
And a few days ago, out of no where.
She call me "Ru- Di-" for the first time.
Not "papa," not "daddy," not "Mr. Bubbles," [1] but Rudi.
Well, no one calls me papa at home, so it can't be helped.
Yet she calls Sylphy "Ma- Ma-," but that's because of Sylphy's parenting skills.
Maybe I should change my first name to "papa."
No, in the end she's learning to talk.
I shouldn't be impatient.
When she grows bigger she'll definitely call me father.
Ah, say, why is the girl already talking after barely a year?
Is my daughter a genius?
No, even I know this is normal.
Sooner or later kids start to talk.
Sylphy and Lilia have been diligently teaching her to talk, so this is the fruit of their labor.
But still, my girl is talking already, I can't help but think "amazing!"
But, at this rate, soon she'll start saying stuff like "I don't want my panties washed with papa's."
I can't wait!
With Lucy grown, Sylphy has stopped lactating as well.
That sweet, delicate flavor that tastes of excitement, is gone.
A pity, but it can't be helped.
At the same time, her enlarged bosom has returned to its normal size.
Small isn't bad either, but I feel a tinge of loneliness that the bonus time is over.