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Talking to Law and doing simple things with him, such as reading books until he had fallen asleep for an afternoon nap, felt natural for Lilou. She used to play with children; actually, she always spent most of her time playing and reading stories with them. So she was very good with children. 

Still, it felt different. There was just a different satisfaction in her heart while staring at Law's sleeping face. Each time he smiled, although he usually spoke like an adult, he was still a baby in her eyes.

"He's even smarter than me," she mumbled, brushing the stray hair from his forehead. Her smile had been cemented on her face and it wouldn't come off of her face. 

"Who would have thought…?" 

A chuckle slipped past her lips before she took a deep breath. Lilou leaned her upper body against the edge of the mattress while she was sitting down on the armchair. The view was better from this position.