Chapter 3: You're Adopted... Me VS My Father

This story went way go back to last night's events. Imma just gonna tell it in another post again. I'm so gomen.

Actually, this is a continuation of Hair Problems and happens while Why "Do Not Block the Drive Way" Sign Exist? in our own family conversation.

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"*sighs* Your hair isn't like this when you're a child. You're hair was the same as Yui's when you were a child." My dad said.

"Well, duh? When I was a small sprout of a creature that appeared out of the blue kid, I have your recessive type of gene for wavy hair while I have mom's dominant type for straight hair. But when I grew up, your gene started to become dominant and thus my hair happened. So, we all know where I got my hair from."

"Well, how can that be if you're adopted?"

"Adopted, your face."

"Well, it's true, we got you on a canal just like that kid in the story. You were floating down the river."

"Oh yeah? Who the hell would put a baby in a canal?!"

"When we were still living in <10th home (?)>, there's a river there."

"Huwat? But the bridge over there is far from---"

"I said by the river."

"Don't you remember, we lived by the river. Home along the river?"

"Uhh no... Where place, here or <city>?" (You see we live in the outskirts of our city which is a 20-minute travel from our home and there's a neighborhood of the same name in our previous home and here which is just a few walks away.)

"Of course, there at the <city>"

"Do you have a proof that you're our daughter?"

"Please, I have a birth certificate." *is thinking* 'I have your attitude.'

"Just go and take a bath, then."

"Meh, whatever." *leaves*


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Now, I know where I get most of my traits and characteristics...