“...I-It’s delicious.” Before he knew it, Masachika was being fed by Maria. Moreover, with the “aah” technique. “Why?” “Eh?” “Wait? Huh? How did it turn out like this?” “Why... Well, Kuze-kun, you seemed hungry, so I decided to share my bento with you. And there was only this pair of chopsticks, so I thought I’d feed you.” “Did I... agree to this?” “You nodded your head.” “Seriously...” It was hard to believe. But then again, moments ago, Maria was feeding him without any trouble. Moreover, looking at it, Maria’s bento box was already about half empty. What is... going on? Did I lose my memory...? Could it be that due to Masha-san’s overflowing motherly charm, I temporarily regressed to being an infant? The aggression of motherhood sure is terrifying. And while he was shivering in fear— “Here, ah~” Chopsticks were held out in front of him, and his mouth opened on its own. Chewing, swallowing. “Is it delicious?” “It’s delicious.” It was as if he was perfectly trained. “Wait a minute!” “Kyaa! What’s wrong?”