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Breakfast was delicious and filling. I don’t know why people neglect breakfast because the day should start with a good amount of nutritious calories in the body, because where else can you get energy for the whole day if not at the very beginning of your daily activities.

Fifteen minutes passed after we started eating my mom’s wonderful dishes. The conversation was calm and relaxed, but then the main beauties in the house started talking about various "women’s issues", and I got bored.

That’s true, but when you have three unrivaled beauties next to you, you don’t care what they’re talking about, you just enjoy the atmosphere of their natural beauty.

I love my family, not only because they all look like models but also because of their personalities and the love they have given me for a long time. Thanks to them, I learned what a real family is.

Why am I singing the praises of my family?

Well, it would take a long time to tell my whole story, so I’ll briefly tell you the main details of my biography.

My story begins with the fact that I am an adopted child in this family. It was only at the age of ten that I began to bear the surname of my current family, and before that, I had no connection whatsoever with any of these wonderful women.

I was born twenty-two years ago and was named Sohen.

My mother died three days after I was born. I have no information about her whatsoever, I don’t even know her name, but I still had my father, with whom I began to learn about life.

My father was a banker and devoted all his time to his work, so he had no free time to look after and care for me.

For the first few years, he could truly be called a real father, but after I turned four, he began to distance himself from me and neglect me. It seemed that I had almost ceased to exist in his life.

It got to the point where my father would just go to work, leave me a few dollars to buy something to eat, and sometimes not even come home.

At that time, I was just a crying little kid who didn’t even know some letters, and they just left me money in a visible place so that I could somehow buy myself at least some basic food. My father should have had his parental rights taken away the moment he started ignoring my life during after my four years.

My father never hired a nanny for me or even sent me to kindergarten.

I was on my own...

However, one day, fate was kinder than usual. Salvation came to me from the neighboring house.

The people who managed to save my life and health were my neighbor and her little daughter. It all happened unexpectedly, but just in time for me.

My neighbor’s name was Nanako, and her daughter’s name was Maria.

At that time, Nanako was pregnant and expecting Maria. I saw her only once, and only from a distance.

This significant event took place on a day that was ordinary, yet very difficult for me.

I was very hungry; my father usually did not leave any food in the house, so I had to open the front door and wait for a miracle.

I was hallucinating from lack of food, but I left the house and went looking for something to eat.

A few minutes later, I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I saw an angel with beautiful long black hair.

It was Nanako!

She saw what state I was in and fed me.

Throughout that day, I saw different people, from doctors to people with legal education, who verbally fought with my father over what had happened to me.

That day was quite long, time seemed to move too slowly, and in the end, my father celebrated his victory, as he had authority and a certain amount of power in city. He won legally and socially, and then my terrible and lonely life continued again...

For a while, my father tried to take care of me at least a little, but then he started to forget about me again.

I began to expect the worst again, but almost immediately, changes took place.

A few days after my incident, Nanako gave birth to Maria, and to my surprise, after my father became asshole again, she began to secretly visit me because she feared for my life.

She was a very kind and gentle person who not only cared for her young daughter, but also began to pay attention to me every day.

From then on, I spent almost all my time with Nanako and Maria. They visited me, and I visited them. It seems that I spent more time at their house than at my own.

My life improved, although it remained difficult, but I always had the attention of Nanako and Maria, who loved me very much, and Nanako also cooked delicious meals for me, which she considered necessary for me to grow up healthy.

My father still left some money for me, and I kindly gave it to Nanako so that she could buy the necessary food with me.

At first, she was against taking my money, but after I explained the situation with food, she had to take it.

Looking back on that time, it seems to me that Nanako spent much more of her own money on food for me than the money my father left for me.

She is a really kind person.

I enjoyed being around Nanako and Maria. Her daughter was a very active child and loved to play all kinds of games with me, and I enjoyed spending my free time with this little kitten... she was really like a cute and playful kitten.

Time passed at a similar pace, and now I was ten years old.

I had been a schoolboy for some time and was doing well in my studies, although when I returned home, I felt lonely without family relationships.

The presence of Nanako and Maria was one of the happiest moments in my life, but I envied them because they had a complete and happy family.

I almost never saw Nanako’s husband because he was always away on business trips, but from what she said, I knew that he was a good person and an exemplary father to his family.

I dreamed of having parents like Maria’s, but I knew that for me it was...

Impossible!!!

My relationship with my father was deteriorating every day, and I knew that we would never be able to have a normal "father and son" relationship.

I was almost indifferent to this relationship, but in a few days, very significant and unexpected changes would take place in the lives of my father and myself. It was during this period that everything would change, and my terrible family life would be divided into "before and after"...