Sayoran nodded.
All was going as planned.
Lucy was just finishing dinner and alreadyhad the table laid out.
Kero would be home soon from work, and Kouta had come home ealier and was up in his room, possibly studying but more likely playing a video game.
She turned the gas off on the range and then picked up a pot of curry from the stove and carried it towards the living room.
She was just putting it on the low table in the living room when she heard a somewhat whining voice from the TV.
She might have normally ignored it, but it sounded a little like Tomoyo and raised her curiosity.
"But mom, I don't want to wear it," the girl in the commercial said.
She was a pretty thing, prehaps a little younger than Tomoyo.
"But it's for the best," an older woman, the mother, said.
She had a kind tone and something about her just suggested that she was a good mother to Lucy.
"You'll not get a good sleep otherwise, and that's not healthy."
"But I don't want to wear a diaper."
"It's not a diaper," the mother said, holding up somthing that did look a like a diaper.
It's plastic backing was a soft pink, and there seemed to be cute designs on it."
"It's just an absorbent undergarmet.
Isn't it better that your sheets, futon and pajamas stay dry?
You don't want me to wash your sheets every day do you?"