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—¡Idiota!...¿Qué hagg..ces aquí afffuueera con la... ¡Hic!... mocosa esta?... ¡Hic!... ¿Ngg t- te dije la última vez que q- que- rrrría... ¡Hic!... la cena lis- lista.. ¡Hic!... c- cuando v-vol...viese a ca... ¡Hic!...sa?— le espetó la mujer a su esposo mientras lo empujaba en el pecho con el dedo índice.

Souichi, a quien su hija se agarraba con todas sus fuerzas, apretó los dientes luchando por mantener la calma.

—¡Tsk!... Por favor Mariko... no te encuentras bien y estás asustando a Yuriko. Vayamos a casa donde podremos hablar con calma...— No bien las palabras habían salido de sus labios cuando se escuchó un sonoro "¡PAF!".

—¡Ay!— El profesor, desconcertado y sin poder articular palabra alguna, alcanzó a contenerse para no caer al suelo con la niña aun en brazos, llevando instintivamente la mano al rostro, donde ya se había formado un verdugón y manaba un fino hilo de sangre desde la nariz. Aunque no era la primera vez que pasaba, hasta ahora su mujer sólo lo había hecho en casa, nunca en un lugar público.

—¡Paaapiiiii!... mami no le pegues a papi... ¡la mala soy yo!... no le pegues a él...— la pequeña lloraba desconsolada mientras intentaba limpiar el rostro de su padre.

La mujer, con el rostro contraído en una mueca de furia que afeaba su belleza natural, levantó una vez más el puño para golpear a sus víctimas cuando cayó en la cuenta de la pequeña multitud que se había congregado a curiosear la escena. Aunque estaba ebria, era aun consciente de la imprudencia que cometía, así que haciendo un esfuerzo dio media vuelta dirigiéndole a su esposo una última frase que heló la sangre en sus venas.

—Me voy a dormir ¡Hic!... para cuando me levante... ¡Hic!... quiero una d- deliciosa co- comida lista para cenar... si sabes lo que te conviene, Souichi.—

-o0o-

—...Momotaro dió un cabezazo al jefe de los demonios y le dijo: "¡He venido a darles castigo por el daño que han causado!"...—

Souichi levantó la mirada del cuento en sus manos y suspiró aliviado. Yuriko estaba profundamente dormida con la cabeza en su regazo. Con cuidado cerró el libro y acomodó a su pequeña en la cama para terminar arropándola y dándole un beso en la frente.

—Te amo Yuri-chan — le susurró al oído antes de levantarse y salir silenciosamente de la habitación.

Sin embargo, toda la calma que había exhibido ante su pequeña se derrumbó en el camino hacia la cocina. Mientras estaba de pie frente a la puerta del dormitorio matrimonial, Souichi pensó que el corazón se le iba a salir del pecho mientras el miedo se apoderaba de él y echaba un vistazo para cerciorarse que su esposa aun dormía la resaca.

Ciertamente no era así como había comenzado su matrimonio, pero la personalidad de Mariko se había ido deteriorando progresivamente. El trato que tenían al comienzo era el de mantener la fachada de una feliz unión matrimonial por el bien de su hijo o hija, así como para contentar a los padres de ella, un par de ancianos jubilados que tenían todas sus esperanzas posadas en su hija, una profesora universitaria. Pero era precisamente por eso y por su cínica personalidad que sus posibilidades de casarse eran pocas.

Todo empeoró aun más cuando Mariko comenzó a beber. Parecía que el hábito despertaba lo peor de ella, así como todas las frustraciones que habían ido acumulándose a lo largo de los años.

Al principio, era una vez al mes. "Reunión del departamento" le había contestado ella cuando se lo preguntó. Pero las reuniones del departamento cada vez eran más frecuentes y las borracheras peores, cada vez eran más las tareas del hogar que quedaban a cargo de Souichi. El tirano nunca se había imaginado que tendría que aprender tan en detalle la teoría y la práctica de cosas tan elementales como cambiar pañales, bañar y vestir a una cría llorona, preparar comidas y biberones, lavar y planchar la ropa, parecía que sus días no eran de veinticuatro horas sino de treinta y seis y que aun así le faltaba tiempo para todo lo que tenía que hacer.

Lo peor fue cuando Mariko perdió su trabajo, luego de llegar ebria a una reunión con el jefe del departamento de Agricultura en Keiō Gijuku Daigaku (Universidad Keio). El sentimiento de inferioridad aumentó y allí comenzaron las discusiones, los insultos y los gritos, que al final siempre terminaban igual hasta aquel pesaroso día:

—¡Souichi eres un maldito maricón y me importa un rábano tu opinión!... ¡Por lo visto yo no soy tan buena en la cama como tu antiguo novio porque no se te para nunca! ¡Maldito homosexual! ¡En buena hora decidí casarme contigo y parir tu engendro!— Le gritó a todo pulmón su esposa luego de despertarle en mitad de la noche luego de una noche de farra.

— ¡¿Pero qué demonios te pasa mujer?! ¡No ves que vas a despertar a medio vecindario! ¡Y no te atrevas a llamar engendro a Yuriko! ¡Es también tu hija y no tiene la culpa de tus errores!... que me insultes a mí lo acepto pero nunca que le hagas esto a nuestra hija... ¡No lo permitiré Mariko!— Souichi, que ya estaba aburrido, a su vez le respondió a gritos. Sin embargo no estaba preparado para el jarro de agua helada que cayó sobre él con las siguientes palabras de su mujer.

— ¡¿Ah sí?!... jajaja... no me digas... en el momento en que yo le diga a todo el mundo que eres un maldito homo tu reputación quedará por los suelos y no tendré ningún problema en quitarte a Yuriko. No volverás a verla nunca más y ya sabemos cuánto sufrirá sin su 'papi'. ¡Así que ya sabes homobaka!... soy yo quien manda en esta casa y tu deber es complacerme en todo lo que te pida ¡¿Entendido?!—

La frialdad de las palabras y el significado detrás de ellas, tardaron unos segundos en llegar a la mente consciente de Souichi. Pero cuando lo hicieron, comprendió horrorizado que acababa de firmar un contrato invisible de esclavitud de por vida. Sin embargo el sólo pensar en que lo separaran de Yuriko era una agonía más grande aun. Su mujer permanecía de pie con los brazos en jarra y una mueca de sorna, esperando una respuesta.

—Entendido... Mariko— susurró con la mirada clavada en el piso mientras la risa burlona de su tormento resonaba en sus oídos.

Mariko seguía dormida y pronto el alma le volvió al cuerpo. Con un poco de suerte cuando se despertara y comiera volvería a tranquilizarse por algunos días. Además últimamente no había mucho dinero para gastar en sake, la bebida que más le gustaba. Souichi además de su trabajo como profesor adjunto de Tōdai (abreviatura de Tōkyō Daigaku, Universidad de Tokyo) también trabajaba, ahora que Mariko no lo hacía, algunos fines de semana dictando clases particulares de bioquímica con lo que si bien justos, los ingresos alcanzaban para las cosas básicas y alguno que otro gusto para Yuriko, cosa que enojaba aun más a Mariko.

Mientras preparaba la cena para él y su esposa, Souichi revisó su móvil. Desde que se había mudado a Tokio, sólo su familia le llamaba ya que Mariko le había exigido cortar lazos con todos los demás, sobre todo con Morinaga, so pena de descubrir su relación con él y acabar con su reputación. Cuando lo revisó, encontró una llamada perdida de Kanako.

Su hermanita ya era toda una señorita de diecisiete primaveras, una excelente alumna y una chica muy popular en el colegio según Matsuda-san.

"Aaarrrggghhh y yo aquí sin poder vigilar que ningún pervertido pueda hacer de las suyas con ella... ¡maldita sea!" pensó Souichi por enésima vez desde que había salido de Nagoya mientras marcaba el número de Kanako. Sabía que su hermana estaba sola esa semana porque Matsuda-san estaba de viaje visitando a unos familiares de su tío y quería saber de ella.

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-Idiot!... what hagg... ces here afffuueera with the... Hic!... runny this?... Hic!... Ngg t - I told you last time that q - than - rrrria... Hic!... lis - list dinner...? Hic!... c - when v-vol... do you see ca... Hic!... sa?-the woman snapped to her husband while he pushed in the chest with the index finger.Souichi, whom her daughter grabbed all their forces, tightened the teeth struggling to stay calm.-Tsk!... Please Mariko... you don't well and are frightening to Yuriko. Let's go home where we can talk about calmly... - as soon as the words left his lips when a sound "PAF!" was heard.-Oh! - Professor, bewildered and not be able to articulate a Word, reached to contain to not fall to the ground with the girl still in her arms, carrying hand instinctively to the face, where a Welt had already been formed and flowed a thin thread of blood from the nose. Although it was not the first time that happened, until now his wife only had done at home, never in a public place.-Paaapiiiii!... Mommy do not hit Daddy... I'm bad!... do not hit the... - small cried heartbroken while trying to clean the face of his father.The woman, his face contracted in a grimace of rage that spoils its natural beauty, rose once more the fist to strike its victims when it fell on account of the small crowd that gathered to browse the scene. Although she was drunk, was even aware of the imprudence committed, so making an effort turned around managing her husband a last sentence that frosted the blood in their veins.-I'm going to sleep Hic!... for when lift me... Hic!... I want a d - delicious-food list for dinner... If you know what you should, Souichi.--o0o-—... Momotaro gave a head butt to the head of the demons and told him: "I have come to give punishment for the harm they have caused!" ...—Souichi looked of the story in his hands and sighed relieved. Yuriko was deeply asleep with his head on her lap. I carefully closed the book and accommodated to its small bed to finish by clothing it and giving him a kiss on the forehead.-I love Yuri-chan - he whispered in his ear before getting up and leaving the room quietly.However, all the calm that had displayed before your small collapsed on the way to the kitchen. While he was standing outside the door of the bedroom, Souichi thought that the heart is going to leave the chest while fear overwhelmed him and missed out to make sure that his wife was still sleeping the hangover.It certainly wasn't as well as had begun their marriage, but the personality of Mariko had been deteriorating progressively. The deal they had at the beginning was the maintain the facade of a happy marriage for the sake of your son or daughter, as well as to satisfy parents, a pair of retired elderly people who had all their hopes Inns in her daughter, a University Professor. But it was precisely for this reason and because of his cynical personality that their chances of marriage were few.All further worsened when Mariko began to drink. It seemed that habit would wake up the worst of it, as well as all the frustrations that had accumulated over the years.At the beginning, it was once a month. "Meeting of the Department" it had answered you it when asked. But meetings of the Department increasingly were more frequent and worse drunkenness, increasingly were more household tasks that remained in charge of Souichi. The tyrant never imagined that he would have to learn in detail the theory and the practice of such basic things as diapering, bathing and dressing a weeping baby, prepare meals and bottles, washing and ironing clothes, seemed that his days were not twenty-four hours but of thirty-six and it still lacked time for everything I had to do.The worst was when Mariko lost his job, after arriving drunk to a meeting with the head of the Department of agriculture in Keiō Gijuku Daigaku (Keio University). Increased the feeling of inferiority and there began arguments, insults and screams, which in the end always ended equal to that conjecture day:-Souichi you're a fucking faggot and I care a radish your opinion!... apparently I'm not as good in bed as your ex-boyfriend because no are you for never! Gay fucking! In good time decided to marry you and stop your Monster!-yelled lungs his wife after wake you up in the middle of the night after a night of farra.-But what the hell happens you woman? Can't you see that you are going to wake up to half neighborhood! And don't you dare call Yuriko monstrosity! It is also your daughter and not to blame your mistakes!... that I insult me accept it but never do this to our daughter... will not allow it Mariko!-Souichi, which was already bored, in turn replied shouting. However it was not prepared for the jug of ice water that fell upon him with the following words of his wife.-Ah yes? ... lol... don't tell me... when I tell you that to everyone that you're a fucking homo your reputation will be in tatters and I will have no problem in take off to Yuriko. You'll never see her anymore and we know how much will suffer without his 'Daddy'. So homobaka know!... I am who sends in this House and your duty is to please me at all what you ask would understand? —The coldness of the words and the meaning behind them, took a few seconds to reach the conscious of Souichi mind. But when they did, saw horrified that it had just signed an invisible contract of slavery's lifetime. However the thought it separated it from Yuriko was a bigger agony even. His wife stood with arms in pitcher and a grin of derision, waiting for an answer.-Understood... Mariko - whispered look nailed on the floor while the mocking laughter of his torment resounded in his ears.Mariko was still asleep and soon returned the soul to the body. With a bit of luck when you wake up and eat it would calm down for a few days. Also lately not had much money to spend on sake, drink that he liked most. Souichi in addition to his work as Assistant Professor of Tōdai (short for Tōkyō Daigaku, University of Tokyo) also worked, now that Mariko did not, some weekends dictating biochemistry tutorials so if tightly, revenues reached for the basics and some other taste for Yuriko, thing that you even more angry to Mariko.While preparing dinner for him and his wife, Souichi reviewed their mobile. Since he moved to Tokyo, only his family called since Mariko had demanded him to sever ties with all others, above all with Morinaga, under penalty of discover their relationship with him and put an end to its reputation. When he reviewed it, he found a missed call from Kanako.His sister was all a Lady of seventeen Springs, an excellent student and a very popular girl in the school according to Matsuda-san."Aaarrrggghhh and I here without being able to watch that no pervert can make your own with her... damn it!" thought Souichi for the umpteenth time since he had left Nagoya while it marked the number of Kanako. She knew that her sister was alone that week because Matsuda-san was travel visiting relatives of his uncle and wanted to know her.

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Idiot! ... What hagg..ces here afffuueera with ... Hic! ... Brat this? ... Hic! ... NGG t- told you the last time q- rrrría that- ... Hic ... LIS- dinner ready .. Hic ... c- when v-vol ... saw a ca ... Hic ... sa -!? le snapped the woman to her husband while pushing him in the chest with his index finger. Souichi, who was holding his daughter with all his strength, his teeth struggling to stay calm. -¡Tsk! ... Please Mariko. .. I do not feel well and you're scaring Yuriko. Let's go home where we can speak calmly ...- No sooner had the words left his lips when a loud "PAF" is heard. Oh - Professor, bewildered and unable to utter a word, reached to keep from falling to the ground with the baby still in her arms, instinctively putting his hand to his face, which had already formed a welt and flowed a thin trickle of blood from his nose. Although not the first time that passed, until now his wife had just made ​​at home, never in a public place. -¡Paaapiiiii! ... Do not hit Mommy ... Daddy poor me! .. . Do not hit him ...- Small crying inconsolably as she tried to wipe the face of his father. The woman, her face contorted in a grimace of fury that disfigured its natural beauty, again raised his fist to hit his victims when he realized the small crowd that had gathered to look around the scene. Although he was drunk, was even aware of who committed the imprudence, thus making an effort turned to her husband giving her one last phrase that froze the blood in his veins. 'I'm going to sleep Hic! ... for when I lift ... Hic! ... I d- co delicious meal ready for dinner ... if you know what's good, Souichi.- -o0o- -... Momotaro gave a header to the head of the demons and he said: "I came to give punishment for the damage they have caused" ...- Souichi looked up the story in his hands and sighed in relief. Yuriko was asleep with his head on her lap. Carefully she closed the book and settled in his little bed to end tucking her and giving her a kiss on the forehead. 'I love Yuri-chan. - whispered before getting up and leaving the room silently However, all calm that had exhibited at his small collapsed on the way to the kitchen. While I was standing at the door of the master bedroom, Souichi thought her heart was going out of the chest as fear gripped him and glanced to make sure his wife was still sleeping hangover. It certainly was not how he started his marriage, but the personality of Mariko had been deteriorating progressively. The treatment had at the beginning was to maintain the facade of a marriage alliance for the sake of your child, and to please her parents, a couple of retired elderly who had all their hopes on her daughter inns a university professor. But it was precisely for that and for his cynical personality that their marriage prospects were slim. All worsened further when Mariko started drinking. It seemed the worst habit woke her, and all the frustrations that had been accumulating over the years. At first, it was once a month. "Meeting in" she had answered him when he asked. But department meetings were becoming more frequent and the worst drunkenness, were increasingly housework remaining by Souichi. The tyrant had never imagined that I would have to learn in detail the theory and practice of such elementary things like changing diapers, bathing and dressing a crybaby breeding, preparing meals and bottles, washing and ironing clothes, it seemed that his days They were twenty-four hours but thirty-six and still lacked time for everything he had to do. The worst was when Mariko lost his job, then get drunk at a meeting with the head of the Department of Agriculture in Keiō Gijuku Daigaku (Keio University). The feeling of inferiority increased and there began discussions, insults and shouts, in the end always ended up like that sorrowful day: ! -¡Souichi're a fucking fagot and I give a damn your opinion ... Apparently I'm not as good in bed as your old boyfriend because you do not ever stop! Cursed homosexual! In good time I decided to marry you and bear your monster - He yelled so loudly his wife after waking in the middle of the night after a night of partying. - What the hell is wrong with you women ?! Can not you see you're going to wake up half the neighborhood! And you dare not call begat Yuriko! It is also your daughter and not to blame for your mistakes ... that insult me but I accept that you never do this to our daughter ... Do not let Mariko -! Souichi, who was bored, in turn she replied loudly. But he was not prepared for the pitcher of ice water fell on him with the words of his wife. - Oh yeah ... lol ... do not tell me at the time ... I will! tell everyone you're a fucking homo your reputation will be in tatters and will not have any problem about killing Yuriko. You'll never see her anymore and we know how suffer without his 'daddy'. So you know homobaka ... I'm the boss in this house and your duty is to please in everything I ask you Got it -!?! The coldness of the words and the meaning behind them, took a few seconds reach the conscious mind Souichi. But when they did, he realized with horror that had just signed an invisible slave contract for life. But the very thought of it was separated Yuriko larger even agony. His wife stood with arms akimbo and a grimace of sarcasm, waiting for an answer. Understood ... Mariko whispered, staring at the floor as the mocking laughter of his torment in his ears. Mariko still asleep and soon he turned his soul to the body. With a little luck when he woke up and ate would calm for a few days. Also recently there was not much money to spend on sake, drink he liked. Souichi addition to his work as an adjunct professor of Tōdai (short for Tōkyō Daigaku, Tokyo University) also worked, now that Mariko did not, some weekends dictating biochemistry tutorials so while fair, revenues amounted to basic and some other things that taste Yuriko, which angered even more Mariko. While preparing dinner for him and his wife, Souichi checked his mobile. Since he had moved to Tokyo, his family called him only as Mariko had demanded severing ties with everyone else, especially with Morinaga, on pain of discovering her relationship with him and destroy his reputation. When he checked, he found a missed call from Kanako. His sister was already a young lady of seventeen springs, an excellent student and a very popular girl in school according to Matsuda-san. "Aaarrrggghhh and here I am unable to monitor that no pervert can do his thing with her ​​... damn it! " Souichi thought for the umpteenth time since he had left Nagoya while Kanako dialed. She knew her sister was alone this week because Matsuda-san was away visiting relatives of his uncle and wanted to know her.

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- you idiot! What afffuueera Hagg..ces here with the... Hic! ... This brat? ... Hic! ... NGG T I told you the last time that rrrría - Q -... Hic! ... Lis - Dinner ready. Hic! ... When C - V - Vol...Viese ca... Hic! That? - shouted the woman to her husband as I pushed him in the chest with the index finger.

Souichi, who grabbed your daughter with all his might,Pulled teeth Fighting to keep calm. - tsk! ... Please Mariko... You Don't feel well and you're scaring Yuriko. Go Home where you can talk calmly... - not the words had left his lips when he heard a loud "Bang!" .

Oh! - Professor, confused and unable to utter a Word.Reached to restrain himself not to fall to the ground with the Child still in Arms, carrying Instinctively his hand to his face, which had been formed a Welt and ran a trickle of blood from the nose. Although it was not the first time that happened, until now only had his wife at home, never in a public place. Paaapiiiii
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! ... Mommy Don't hit Daddy... I'm The Bad Guy! ...