Accidentally become a father Chapter 61: A Third Grader’s Negotiation

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Yuna remained standing in front of the bathroom.

Water from her hair was still slowly dripping onto the floor.

She stared at the shower.

Then she looked back at .

It seed she was still thinking about sothing.

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A few seconds passed before she spoke again.

"...Papa."

"Hm."

"If I shower by myself..."

She paused for a mont.

"...can I ask if I get confused?"

"You may."

She gave a small nod.

But she did not move right away.

She remained standing in the sa spot.

Her hands twisted the edge of the towel.

"...Papa."

"Hm."

"If soap gets in my eyes... it hurts."

"Yes."

"...it happened to before."

"When?"

"At school."

She touched the corner of her eye.

"...it stung."

"It does."

She looked at the shower again.

Then she said quietly,

"...if Papa is there... I won’t be scared."

I did not answer.

She added quickly,

"...Papa doesn’t need to shower too."

She pointed to the corner of the bathroom.

"Papa just has to stand there."

I looked at her.

"That is still unnecessary."

She fell silent.

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A few seconds passed.

Then she tried again.

"...Papa."

"Hm."

"What if I fall..."

"You will not fall."

"...what if there is too much soap..."

"Use only a little."

"...what if I can’t rinse my hair?"

"Rinse it until it is clean."

She fell silent again.

It seed she had thought through every possibility.

Then she let out a small sigh.

"...showering is hard."

"No."

She stared at the shower as if it were a complicated object.

Then she said honestly,

"...I have never washed my hair by myself."

"Now you will learn."

She looked down slightly.

Not out of fear.

More like she was weighing sothing.

A few seconds later she spoke again.

"...Papa."

"Hm."

"What if Papa just... watches?"

I raised an eyebrow slightly.

"...watch?"

"Yes."

She explained seriously.

"Papa doesn’t need to help."

"Papa doesn’t need to shower."

"Papa just... watches."

She pointed at the shower.

"In case I do it wrong."

I thought about it for a mont.

The risk was small.

The bathroom itself was quite narrow.

Technically, I could stand near the door without doing anything.

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Yuna was still waiting for my answer.

Her eyes looked serious.

Like soone presenting a proposal.

I finally said,

"...alright."

Yuna imdiately looked up.

"I can?"

"Yes."

Her face instantly brightened a little.

"Thank you, Papa."

Then she paused for a mont.

"...but."

I looked at her.

"What?"

She looked a little hesitant.

"...when I wash my hair..."

She pointed at her own hair.

"...I can’t see."

"Indeed."

"...so if the soap is not gone yet..."

She looked at .

"...Papa will tell , right?"

I nodded.

"Alright."

She looked relieved.

Then she walked into the bathroom.

Then stopped again.

Turning back to look at .

"...Papa."

"Hm."

"...Papa is really just going to watch?"

"Yes."

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She thought for a mont.

Then she said with a serious face,

"...don’t laugh."

"I do not intend to."

Yuna nodded in satisfaction.

Then she started undoing the collar of her uniform very seriously.

Like soone about to conduct an important experint.

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