My Doting Uncle

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Marco texted, °∞There's food in the fridge.°±

Marco texted, °∞No cold drinks.°±

Marco texted, °∞Good morning.°±

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The holidays were approaching.

Marco was busy with work, but he texted me quite often. But the more I read his messages, the more I didn't want to reply to him because I was reminded of my old self.

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After all, it was the holidays. So I bought some things as usual and stocked them up at home, thinking that I would make some dishes when Marco came home. But unexpectedly, when I came home, I saw Leto sitting on the sofa chatting with Grandpa.

Sitting next to him was a well-dressed middle-aged woman, who should be Leto's mother.

"Nice to see you." I looked at them and said with a light smile, "Leto, long time no see."

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Leto looked shocked, probably because hadn't expected me to be so obedient and docile.