Looking at how you breastfed the baby, he was silent and exhausted. He was already so tired of Megumi's cries that he couldn't think of anything.

"I offered him milk in a bottle," — Toji mumbled, misunderstood. "What the hell."

Your husband rubbed his face.

"Does he really need your breasts?" — it turns out that he was heating milk for the baby and then tried to pour it in Megumi's mouth for nothing? Oh god.