Short Stories (Spin-off): I have become my mother! The future and the past.

My lingerie

— Please wear lingerie!

— Pervert.

Nico wanted me to wear lingerie for him. We were lying in bed.

— You will look very beautiful wearing it, like a princess!

— I won't use it.

— Why?!!

— Just because you're asking.

— That's not fair!

— Learn it.

— I do anything!

— Anything?

— Yes!

— Even perverted things?

— You just called me a pervert, but you're actually the pervert here!

— It will be?

— It's obvious!

— You want me to wear lingerie.

— You want me to do something perverted, then we are equals.

— You know what, forget it. I do not want anymore.

— Now I want to know what you wanted!

— You won't know.

— Are you in a bad mood?

— Perhaps.

— You're clearly in a bad mood.

— What if I am?

— What is the reason? What did I do?

— Should I speak?

— You have to tell me!

— I don't want to. You fool.

— I'm not an idiot! My dear, please speak.

— I'm not in the mood.

— I give up.

— Okay, I'll talk.

— So talk!

— Only if you pet my head.

— Is this serious?

— Yes.

Ok. - Nico started to caress my head

—Thanks.

— Let me know now.

— I am going to think.

— Sophie!

— I'm really in a bad mood. I am angry.

— What, talk!

— You...

— Me?

— No...

— No?

— I'm ashamed, I won't talk.

— SOPHIE!!!

— I am ashamed.

—I got this!

— I'm glad you understand.

— You don't need to be ashamed of me, I love you.

— Where are we going to have lunch today?

— I said I love you and you ignored me...

— Don't be sad.

— I just wanted to know why you're in a bad mood.

— Maybe one day you'll know.

— I'll freak out.

— No need to go crazy.

— It's your fault! I don't know what I did wrong.

— You really did something wrong.

— Women are really complicated.

— Maybe you're right.

— You agreed!

— I said maybe, I never agreed.

— You are crazy.

— I'm not that. You're an idiot, calling your girlfriend crazy, you should be ashamed of yourself. You fool.

— SOPHIE!

— Say.

— I don't know what else to do.

— Well, don't do anything.

— What?

—Anything.

—What did you mean by that?

— Nothing, forget it.

— I think I'm really going to die.

— No.

— You don't even care anymore.

— Perhaps.

— Sophie...

— What happened, Nico?

— I don't understand you sometimes.

— Good, women have to be mysterious from time to time.

— May I know what I did wrong?

— Yes.

— So tell me!

— You didn't notice that I was already wearing lingerie.

— What?

I get up, take off my clothes and my lingerie appears.

— WHAT?

—You fool.