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"With a lot of pain and agony." Hyuna replies, not looking up from the newspaper she's reading. When she catches her daughter's horrified expression, she laughs softly and pulls the child into her lap.

"Mmm. Well..... It all starts when..." she begins her story but hears the door click and lock, she gets up from her seat quickly, picking up her daughter as she makes her way to the door.

"Oppa. Tell Sohyun how babies are born."

".... But you're the one that had four kids."

"I have all these essays to mark-"

"But but but-"

"It's okay appa." Sohyun flashes her father a sweet smile, leaning her head on Hyuna's neck. "I can google it."

"I think we already told you story, didn’t we, Sohyun?" Hyuna laughs softly as she tucks her youngest daughter in, who looks up with her father’s twinkling eyes.

"But I like this story. It’s my favourite one." the child nods firmly as she buries herself deeper into the covers. 

"All right, all right, I guess I’ll tell it again then." Hyuna smooths the girl’s hair back (which she insisted on having it dyed bright red like her father’s), smiling softly.