Chapter Two Hundred Twenty One

"Mommy!!"

A five-year-old boy runs out of the school building towards a woman he calls mommy. The woman knelt slightly to greet the little boy and hugged him tightly. She laughed a little, then picked him up and kissed his cheek.

"Mommy!! I'm already five," complained the little boy.

The little boy looked around. There are many parents who pick up their children. Well, there may be some holding their children, but others are just holding hands and carrying their children away. Whereas his mom always carried him like this every day.

The little boy always protested, but was never heard.

"So?" said the mom. The little boy rolled his eyes and kissed the woman's cheek. His mom just smiled and walked towards the nearest tram stop. "Are you having fun, Theo?"

And nodded slightly. "Yes, but today it's kind of boring. Mrs. Flo always told me to draw or anything. I want to learn math."

"Wait till next year, son."