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Turns out Haru figures his beloved Nanami is home before you could surprise him.
"Mommy!" the boy squeals that morning, barreling down the hallway from the kitchen. He dashes into the room, where you are still buried under blankets to hide from the sunlight creeping in.
He notices your unmoving form and climbs onto the bed after much effort, shaking you to life with his little hands.
"Mommy, wake up! Guess who's back!"
"Mmph," you grunt in response, tossing over.
Except Haru doesn't let you off the hook.
He's only four years old and look at him! He's awake! So why aren't you?
He crawls over to face you and yanks the covers from your face, forcing you to stir awake now.
"Wake up!" he repeats. "Guess who's here!"
As much as you wanted to sleep forever, you sit up to emerge from the heaven that is your bed.
It takes several attempts for you to completely blink the sleep away, and your vision comes to focus on Haru who is beaming with excitement in front of you, his hands balled into eager fists by his face.
"What happened?" you greet with a tired but genuine smile. As you pat into his silver fluff of hair, you watch his grin stretch from ear to ear. "What's with that smile, hm? Who is back?"
Obviously, you know the answer but are considerate enough to not steal your son's thunder.
"Come outside! You will see!" Haru replies, thinking he's slick. "Look at the time, Mommy. Get up! Lazy bum!"
Wow, where did he learn that one from?
As though he had sensed his own mischief, Haru has already jumped off the mattress before you could interrogate him, running back out into the living room.
To his own credit, he was right in that the morning was nearly over.
But you're exhausted.
Nanami had kept you up all night, defiling you in every corner of the hallway before making a whole meal out of you on the kitchen island.
