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#What if-1

What If Series One: Before The Amnesia...

Note: This is unrelated to the epilogues I have written. This is only a what if scenario.

"Papa!" Kotomi ran to me as soon as she got up in the morning. She braced her arms around me, making me chuckle for the loveliness of my daughter. She was five years old now, but she can understand things clearly. No doubt, my daughter inherited my brain.

"You're so jolly, Kotomi. Did you sleep early last night?"

She kissed me on both of my cheeks, "Hai... so desu, Papa! I slept for exactly eight hours. I need to get tall!" she answered, "Mama's too short." she whispered, "When I grow up, I wanted to be as tall as you, Papa!" there she is, she wanted to be exactly like me, and yes, she's right, she's exactly like me.

"You know what... Mama's planning another scheme. She arranged another date with you, Papa! Please don't go! Come and play at me instead. Coming with Mama's whereabouts, you will just get bored. She has a long detailed list of your date! I hate that! You will be only controlled, Papa!" she said. I don't know what's gotten to my daughter but she seemed to hate it when Kotoko is in charge of everything, yes me too. It would never turn out to be fun, based on my experience. "You know what, Uncle Yuki has taught me about the trigonometry! It was fun! And it was very simple! I called simply recall the formula in just one glance! All about the Reciprocal Identities, the double angle formulas, power reducing formulas, Pythagorean identities, Sum-to-product formulas, and so on! Uncle Yuki told me to grab the opportunity to enter a math contest but... Mama won't allow me to!"

"Are you sure you want to enter that contest?" I asked her, the happiness of my daughter is my priority. If she likes it, then why not? As long she's happy doing it, then I won't mind.

"Yes, Papa! I wanted it so badly! I wanted to be like you and Uncle Yuki!" she pleaded.

God, she was only five years old but she's talking like a mature woman already.

I sighed, "Okay. Ask your Mama to help you with your registration. Entering in an international competition will be hard, Kotomi. You are only five years old, you are so young. I don't want you to have enough for yourself, you can take it to step by step. You are reading too much book at your age..." I told my daughter, she may be looked like exactly to her mother but I remembered she was so like me when I was younger.

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"Irie Kotomi!"

Kotoko was running down the stairs, her hair was in mess and she has doodles on her face. I laughed at the sight of her, she's looking like a complete idiot. I turned to my daughter, "What did you do this time?" I know it was one of her pranks, they are not in bad relation but Kotomi's liked to tease her mother. She wants my attention only to her.

"Hehehe." she laughed like Kotoko. "Papa... you even... well, she put on mine in the other night, I wanted to get even." she smiled. I swear these two get along with each other. Kotoko came in, and she took the spot beside me, sticking her tongue out to our daughter, "You are so bad, Mi-chan! You should prepare for my revenge!" her eyes squinted with determination and I could sense up the extreme attention with these two. They are always been like this... every morning and because of that, it was always bright and a scene to be looking forward to.

And Kotoko fluttered her eyes, a kind of a hint indicating that she wants something again, "Irie-kun." with her cute voice and pouty lips, I have a slight idea what it is all about, "I have a very good idea!" she surprised me and I glared at her as I leaned back in my seat. Dammit, with these two on me, I could never finish the newspaper I'm reading. "Mama, stop fawning on Papa! You are so disgusting!" she berated her mother... like Kotoko's friend. At least, Kotomi always has the confidence to talk about something.