Francesca looked at their faces and eyes, her expression shifting from confusion to a gentle, knowing suspicion.
She then turned her gaze back to Javier, her smile sweet but carrying an edge.
"Honeybun~"
"Hmm?" Javier, who was still cradling his sleeping sisters, glanced at his mother. "Yes, Mother?"
Francesca slowly walked toward him with a terrifyingly sweet smile. "What have you done with my cute daughters-in-law~?"
"Eh? I didn't do anything!" Javier instinctively used his sleeping sisters as a shield, holding them a little closer. "M… Mother… I'm carrying both of your daughters here!"
"Then tell me why they suddenly came to me with pleading eyes like that~ hmm?" Francesca crossed her arms and glared hard at Javier.
"Eh? How would I know? Ask them, then." Javier shrugged innocently.
"Oh?" Francesca tilted her head. "Really? Hmm? You don't know?"
Javier held both his little sisters as a shield while wiggling his eyebrows with a cheeky grin. "You can't hit me~"
