“Mommy, why did you turn Daddy into a big pillow?” Masanori’s eyes are enormous.
“Huh?” Hairu turns around. “Oh, Masanori. That’s not Daddy. That’s my cuddle pillow that looks like Daddy for whenever I’m away.”
“Oh.” Masanori holds out his hands. “Can I hug it?”
“Yes.” Hairu hands him the pillow.
Masanori squeezes it. “It doesn’t hug back as well.”
“No, Daddy’s hugs are the best,” Hairu agrees.
“So are yours.”
Hairu grabs Masanori and lifts him on her hip. “Like this?”
She kisses his forehead.
“Yeah, like that.” Masanori leans over so Hairu nearly drops him. “Gotta get Daddy.”
Ui walks in to see Hairu, Masanori, and the his dakimakura enjoying a group hug.