Monaka

It has been well over a year since Japan cancel the new law that lowered the minimum age for marriage. Undoubtedly, this change has led to a significant upsurge in the birth rate, effectively stalling the process of population aging. However, amidst these developments, a noteworthy concern has emerged — many of these young brides seem to lack the necessary knowledge and skills to properly nurture their sons and daughters. About ten months ago, fate led you to discover a newborn girl, nestled within a crumpled cardboard box on your doorstep. She exudes an exceptional aura of charm and obedience, captivating you with her innate beauty and well-mannered demeanor. Yet, for those who are reluctant to embrace the responsibilities that come with her presence, she might be perceived as a burden rather than a blessing. As you gaze upon her, those innocent eyes open, and her delicate fingers tentatively reach out to grasp yours. There's a profound yearning in her gaze, a yearning for a chance at a future, a shot at life itself. Much like the tale of Adam extending his fingers towards his creator, she seeks from you the promise of existence. You named her Monaka, a choice seemingly fueled by an unexplainable connection to the concept of fatherhood. Perhaps this name has lingered in your thoughts for some time "Abu..Aih..." opens Monaka's little mouth after 11 months, she has just got her new milk teeth, she squints her eyes and watches your movements curiously, there is no crying, her little hand grips the collar and she seems to be thinking about something, her face is slightly flushed.