I was sitting on the sofa lined up with Sylphy.
When I nervously grabbed onto Sylphy's hand, she returned the grasp as well.
And then she leaned on me.
"..."
"..."
I don't know what to talk about.
Thoughts about words of taking responsibility are coming to mind, but we're already married.
"That is, Sylphy."
"What is it, Rudi?"
"I'm sure it would be difficult after this, but, that is, please take good care of me."
"Yeah, leave it to me."
Sylphy laughed with a puff and placed her head on top of my lap.
With the hand I wasn't holding her's with, I caressed Sylphy's head.
I was feeling around the area behind her ear when...
"Hey Rudi."
"Yes?"
"Would a boy be good? Or would a girl be good?"
After suddenly being asked, I was bewildered.
That's right, there are two varieties of children.
"Rather, it's not really something you can choose right."
While saying that, Sylphy shyly laughed.
A boy or a girl.
I wonder which would be good.
I wonder which will be born.
After all, for the purpose of succeeding the house, I wonder if a boy as the eldest would be good.
No, it's not like we're a samurai family.
It's not like there's any particular problem with letting a woman take over.
Things for now, even speaking of my assets, there's a limit to it at most.
No, I guess it's fine not to think about it too much.
A boy or a girl.
If it was me in my previous life, I'm sure I would have said a girl without hesitation.
With my mind in the gutter, I'd probably say something about keeping an observation diary and photographs everyday about how a girl grows up in a girl's way.
What a foolish man.
However, now it's good either way.
As long as they are energetic. That is fine.
"But you know, Rudi. I, somehow I'm a bit relieved."
"Why?"
"With this finally, I feel like I've properly become Rudi's wife."
"..."