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"Dad, when will I grow up?"
At night, just before going to bed, I asked my father carefully.
I wanted to grow taller.
Should I say that because my body is small, my mind is also small?
"They say dragons can only grow if they receive affection, but that's really strange," Erno Etham said curiously.
Wow, did something go wrong? I hurriedly asked.
"What?"
"Because I think of you this way, there should be no reason not to grow."
Ah, yes.
I was speechless for a moment at the confidently delivered statement, but then I smiled and sank into his chest.
It was nice to feel his pat on my back. The warmth touching the body felt good, and the arm pillow was nice too.
"I hope I can grow soon."
"So it shall be."
He said confidently.
Erno Etham's words have always had strength. If you listened to him silently, it really seemed like that would happen.
"Sleep well."
"Goodnight, Dad."
I wish I could be taller when I wake up tomorrow morning.
I fell asleep thinking that.
I did it...
Oh, my God!
I've grown a lot.
When I opened my eyes, I suddenly saw myself enlarged in the mirror near the bed.
"My limbs hurt..."
It felt like someone had stretched my limbs all night like a rubber band.
Still, the sudden height made me look a bit like a ten-year-old now.
I jumped out of bed and stood in front of the mirror, spinning around.
"I'm still cute."
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