What used to be a game of undersea exploration turned into a game of getting caught at the bottom of the sea by a deep-sea creature, a monster with many hands like a centipede and soft poisonous needles protruding from its mouth
My uncle would catch me by moving the fingers of his hands like the legs of a centipede, and then he would thrust his venomous needles all over my body
I would scream「NOOO! Help me!」but I wouldn’t even try to get out of the futon
...The real reason I used to want to play with my uncle was because he would play this game with me when we were alone
When my uncle’s poisonous needle reaches 「the most pleasant spot」, the innocent smile on my face up until that point disappears, and it then turns into a soothing expression as if to accept the happiness that is about to come
At that time, it seems that I had told him 「When I grow up, I’m going to marry uncle」...
What that meant, of course, was 「I want to play this happy game not just on Saturdays, but every day」
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