3DSVR-1762 I lost my beloved wife, so I am raising my daughter to resemble her as much as possible. If she resists, I inject her with a muscle relaxant to keep her from moving. Hazuki Noa

Papa, did Mama go up into the sky? Then… Noa will be your mama!

How many years ago was it that Noa said that to comfort me as I cried my eyes out while holding my late wife’s portrait? I remember it as if it were yesterday.

It has been more than ten years since my beloved wife passed away. My daughter, Noa, is now a fine young lady.
She never went through a rebellious phase, which I was secretly relieved about.
Time flies by so quickly, and Noa is already old enough to become a mother.

Noa, you really do look more and more like your mother. I’m proud of you.
After all, you said you’d become Mama, didn’t you?
Noa, your mother was a perfect woman.
The coffee she made after meals was better than any café’s, and her foot massages were the best in the world.
That’s right, she used to happily sniff Papa’s socks every day.
And whenever Papa took a bath, she would lovingly clean his body from head to toe.
What’s wrong, Noa? You look like you’ve had a scary dream.
Come on, Noa, take off your clothes.
Why? Because it’s only natural.

I need to measure your body size.
Your mother did the same, and you need to be exactly the same size as her.
Even the width of your lips, your shoe size, and the size of your areolas have to match, or I can’t call you a replacement for Mama, can I?
You don’t want to? Stop? Honestly. Are you going through a rebellious phase now, Noa?
Then I have no choice. You need some discipline. What am I holding? Oh, this? This is a muscle relaxant that will make your body unable to move.
Don’t worry. It’ll just sting a little.

How is your body feeling now, Noa? Oh dear, you’re drooling. What a troublesome girl.