It wasn’t possible to start restoring the painting just because I could see it.

For one, ownership belonged to China. Even if I managed to get permission, there wasn’t a proper workspace available.

A room? Sure, I could find one anytime.

When the chairman left to negotiate, I was the only one left in the exhibition hall.

The staff who had accompanied him also left, and there was no one around to keep an eye on me.

Well, in that case, maybe it was time for a long-overdue reunion.

The inspiration for Sara was Asmodeus, the demon symbolizing lust.

However, from my perspective, lust was simply a form of desire.

Back then, all I wanted was to play and have fun.

Perhaps because of that, Sara ended up being depicted as a wild, rambunctious kid.

She was also the most cherished among the masterpieces.

In simple terms, you could say she was the mascot.

"Woong!"

Her adorable nature was why she was so loved.

Even now, the moment we met, she buried her face into my stomach, mumbling.

It felt similar to the first time I met Miho.@@novelbin@@

But while Miho had an introverted personality, Sara’s was explosively extroverted.

So this is why people say raising kids is exhausting.

I never understood why adults couldn’t keep up with children’s energy. Now I did.

"Pwah! Let’s play! Sanya, let’s play!"

"Alright, alright. Just let go for a moment."

"No way!"

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