Sakura's POV:

It was Sunday and I woke up with Chaen no longer in bed. I got up and straightened myself. Brushed my teeth and brushed my hair. Last night we slept at around 10 p.m. which was pretty early, especially because I was used to sleeping late often 1 a.m. back when I was still a J-Idol. I went down from her room and found her moving through the kitchen, her kids surrounded her and my kids too. Eyes were on me as I entered the Kitchen.

"Good morning, Kkura Okan." My two kids greeted me in chorus.

"Good morning, Eomma!" The rest greeted me.

I sat down on the table and watched our kids watch their Appa Chaen.

"Good Morning Kura-chan." Chaen said as she moved in the Kitchen.

"Good morning, Chaen." I replied to her.

"What is she doing?" I asked Wonyoung.

"She's making pancakes, we have pancakes every Sundays Haelmoni." Wonyoung answered.

"Okay and why are the rest not helping?" I asked Wonyoung again.

"She likes preparing breakfast on her own, Harabeoji was always the one to prepare our breakfast, especially on Sundays. We gather at her dorm." Wonyoung said.

"Okay, thanks." I replied to Wonyoung.

I decided to help Chaen around the Kitchen, once no one from the team was helping her.

"Can I help you with anything?" I asked Chaen.

"No, please have a seat." She replied.

"Okay." I replied to her but didn't leave her side.

"Sit down, Kura-chan. I can't focus when someone's watching me closely." She said after a while.

She's back, the tsundere Chaen I came to know almost a week ago. I sat beside Wonyoung again.

"Sorry, Haelmoni. Harabeoji has a weird way to her, she's always grumpy like this, but she cares a lot for her kids, Hyewon Unnie and Minjoo Eomoni, Appa Yujin and Me." Wonyoung says.

"She's right, Eomma." Minjoo said to me in Japanese.

Some kids are busy scrolling through their phones, my two kids were playing on their hand held gaming consoles, same as Yujin, Wonyoung and Minjoo, who had a different hand held gaming console than my two kids. My kids had a Nintendo Switch while, Yujin, Wonyoung and Minjoo had PSVita. All three were playing an action game I heard good reviews about. I loved my Nintendo Switch though, which was why I never really got curious enough.

I decided to watch her move into the kitchen, it was only 5 a.m. and her kids are up already. These kids needs to rest since it was Sunday, but instead they were up so early at 5 a.m. my kids included, I personally think that sleeping in on weekends are acceptable, but the kids seemed hungry for breakfast like always. Koreans trainees are probably this way, early risers and gets breakfast immediately. I sighed at the sight of my kids. They look sleepy, but immersed in their game as they waited for breakfast to be served.

"Nako, Tomi. Can you please come with me?" I asked both kids.

"Where to Okan?" Tomi paused her game and asked me.

"In your room." I replied to Tomi.

I haven't spoken to both kids since revealing the secret I held with me for 5 months, I felt I needed to explain to them what happened between me and Jurina. Jurina who they treated like the God of 48 Groups. I felt the need to explain to them.

"Okay, Okan." Both kids said.

They stood up from the table and followed me to Tomi's room. Once we reached Tomi's room, Nako gave me a hug.

"How are you feeling now, Kkura Okan?" Tomi asked me after hugging Nako back.

"I'm okay. Surprisingly good." I replied to Tomi and smiled.

"Okay." Tomi said.

"I wanted to talk to you both." I replied to them.

"I'm sorry that you both had to find out about it now, but it wasn't true, Jurina and I never had . That was a manipulated video." I told both of them.

"I know." Tomi said, her teeth clenched, face hardened.

"I know, Kkura Okan. I was the one who left you the Thumb drive. I was also the one who shot the video and edited it." Tomi said.

"How?" I asked her.

"When I heard Jurina and Anna noisily talk, I knew I needed to record them. So, I did. Then, I waited for both to passout, I used Jurina's thumb to open her phone and forwarded the video she has on her phone." She revealed.

"I'm sorry, Okan. I had to do it. I couldn't just let her get away with what she did." Tomi followed up.

I brought her into a tight embrace.

"I understand, Tomi. Thank you for letting me know. Thank you for trying to save me." I replied into the embrace.

"You aren't mad at me?" Tomi asked me.

"No, Tomi." I replied to her as I pulled away.

I went ahead and brushed her hair off her face.

"However, I need you to tell me honestly, moving forward. Tell me if you hear anything bad about me or anything at all, including how you're feeling about certain things and not like how you dealt with Jurina and Anna." I told her gently.

"You too, Nako." I told Nako gently.

"We couldn't help it Okan." Tomi replied.

"Tomi... I'm only telling you not to gossip, because that's not right either, it doesn't matter if you meant well, okay? This method you did could be taken out of context, you could've told me that night, you could've called me, but instead you had to do this. I'm worried about you, Tomi, I'm not going to allow you to ruin yourself with gossiping, so this is the last time okay? Promise me Tomi." I replied to Tomi.

My voice still gentle, not even slightly raised.

"I promise, Okan." Tomi softly said and embraced me.

"Okan, I'm glad you already told the others, they're actually asking us stuff about you." Nako said relieved.

"Tell them to ask me, Nako." I replied to her.

"It's what exactly I said to them." Nako replied.

"Now has any of you have questions?" I asked both.

"Okan, how does it feel when you found out about the betrayal?" Nako asked me.

"I felt hurt, it hurts a lot to see both betray me. But, I had to move forward and be okay about it. It was my fault for trusting both of them to begin with, when most kids from AKB48 ans HKT48 doesn't trust both." I replied to Nako.

"Okan, does it still hurt knowing?" Tomi asked me.

"I'm good now, Tomi. In the beginning, It hurt me a lot, but now that we are here in Korea, I realized that I can't let it affect me, because I am living a new life with you and Nako at a foreign place. I need to be sober up and take care of you two." I said smiling gently at both kids.

"It's okay, Okan. You can always cry on nights and days. We'll be there for you, always." Nako said to me and encircled me in a hug.

"I'd rather not, Nako. Crying too much doesn't take back the fact that both have betrayed my trust. It's been 5 months, Nako." I giggled softly at Nako.

"Yeah, Nako. Besides, it will make Okan grow ugly." Tomi said to Nako.

"Yes, exactly my point too. I can't grow ugly can I?" I asked both of my kids.

"No, our Okan can't grow ugly." Nako said.

"Precisely, which is why I need to cheer up more, I would rather grow old with smiling lines than frowning lines." I replied to her.

Both kids captured me in a hug and both of them said in chorus.

"Our okan who is stronger than any one else, who we love so much. Please know we love you very much, okan and know that we will always be here to protect you, we are not kids anymore, okan." Both kids said.

I giggled at my two kids for being so brave.

"Oh right, you two are big girls now. Not my babies anymore." I replied and tickled both kids.

"Ahhhhh Okan, Okan, please stop." Both chorused in a laugh.

I stopped at once and hugged both kids.

Whatever did I do in this lifetime to deserve my two kids, having met them at AKB48 and HKT48, these two became like an extension of my own family. I helped raised them in the dorm, teaching them good manners and virtues, cooking and making sure they are fed on time, when they had their first menstruation, I was first to know and first to teach them how to take care of themselves, even buying them feminine hygiene products the first time. Both of them hugged me tight, these are the hugs that kept me going over the last 5 months.

"Breakfast must be served already, we should go back." I told both of my kids but before letting both go, I kissed their foreheads and ruffled their heads.

We went back to the Kitchen and found that Chaeyeon was nearly done cooking all of the breakfast items. Cooking for 10 to 12 people is easy, but when you have 100+ people to cook for and feed at a certain time, it takes a lot of hours to prepare the meals, it was a good thing, Sashi and I prepared only breakfast for the 48 group, we never prepared anything more than breakfast. The rest of the meals were catered in a bento box, but of course my two kids got bento boxes from me for their lunch and dinner.

Each prepared with full of love, albeit they were on a strict diet. Nako especially, because she's a chubby little girl. Her height was 4'9 but her rolls off fat here and there was something Mr. Akimoto tried to pressure Nako to loose. I pity Nako for having so much pressure on her this entire time. That is why, I fed them low calorie meals but is enough to sustain them in their daily activities. Every performance was straining us on the daily add to the fact that some members are bullies, I learned at such an early age to be dense towards criticisms, people could talk all they want, but I worked hard to reach my dreams.

Chaeyeon was plating out breakfast and once she was done, she passed out the plates to each team members, just in time for us to sit down. So, we sat back to our places and Chaeyeon carried two plates with her and sat beside me after handing me the other plate she had. I thanked her for the plate of food. Surprisingly an all American Breakfast on Sundays. We had two pancakes, two eggs, five pieces of bacon and a scoop of hashbrowns. I wondered for a moment if they always had this on Sundays.

"Eat, Kura-chan." Chaen said after a while that I haven't touched my food.

"On Sundays we have a full American Breakfast like this, then Monday an all Filipino Breakfast and then the rest of the week, I go by what my kids want." Chaen explained to me.

"Why Filipino on Mondays and American on Sundays?" I asked her.

"We used to have a Half Korean Half Filipino co-trainee named Skylar, she quit trainee life and became a Photographer but was killed due to a concert bombing, she made us promise to do Filipino Day on Mondays before she left, then another Half Korean Half American co-trainee named Alex who died while training with us, the first Sunday after she was burried, we decided to have a full American Breakfast in honor of Alex, ever since then, it was decided to do this in honor of both co-trainees." Chaen said with a sad smile.

"Ganbare!" Chaen followed up with a fist pump in the air before smiling sheepishly.

"I'm sorry for asking." I replied to her.

"Don't be sorry, both has lived a full life, both enjoyed their time on Earth and both are in a safe place now." Chaen replied and smiled.

She takes a bite of her bacon, cooked to a perfect crisp. I did the same and was impressed with Chaen's Fluffy pancakes. Not everyone could make a fluffy pancake such as these pancakes I took a bite of, it was delightful. I let out an audible Mmmm, as a sign that I found her cooking delicious. It was really delicious and the meaning behind their breakfast traditions. It was a touching tribute to both co-trainees of them.

"This is so fluffy." I exclaimed at to Chaen.

"Glad you liked it." She replied.

We continued to eat breakfast then after, we went ahead and packed up our stuff to go back to the company dorms. Like usual, Chaen and I were seat mates inside her van. It was only 6:20 a.m. when we travelled back to the dorm, no one had the chance to take a bath as immediately after breakfast, we just washed the dishes and then packed our things and boarded the van. I was wearing jeans short, a crop top white shirt and my Chuck Taylor Low Cut sneakers. I've since packed my other Adidas Sneaker in my bag.

After 45 Minutes of driving, we reached our dorms. The rest of the team went on to their own dorms with an agreement to reconvene in my dorm for lunch and movies. Chaen has helped me with my bag, she carried it for me, despite her own bag that she was carrying, she gets a shirt, a shorts and a pair of underwear from her bag. She puts her bag by her door and instructs Hyewon and Minjoo to bring her bag in and follow us to my dorm. I tried to get my bag from her but I was met with a sharp look that told me to just let her otherwise a fight will ensue.

I let her carry my bag, I opened the door for her and she goes and puts my bag down by the washing machine. I thanked her and went on to wash my clothes, same with Nako and Tomi's Clothes, I also told both kids to bring me the clothes they had piled in their hampers and asked them to get mine too. Chaen meanwhile, was in the kitchen, preparing for lunch. I sorted our clothes by colors, the whites go first to avoid color smearing into the white ones. I had to learn the hard way not to mix the colored clothes with the white ones. Yes, I once washed a red shirt with a white one and the white one turned into a pastel pink of some sort. Gosh, that white shirt was an expensive shirt.

I cried to my Grandmother once I found my new expensive white shirt smeared with the faint color red. My Grandma of course comforted me and thought me how to wash my clothes properly. I bought another white shirt from the same store, exactly the same one that I smeared red. There was no use, crying over a smeared shirt, my Grandma told me. It was one of the lessons I had to learn at a young age of fourteen, when I finally moved to Akihabara for work. A year after I moved into an actual dorm by myself. My parents in the beginning of my career didn't allow me to live alone in a dorm, Dad and I travelled to Akihabara early in the morning for me to be able to work as an AKB48 Member.

That was because the first year, I didn't rank, I was only a Kenkyusei or a Trainee, a year after I was promoted to Team H, then later to Team A, then a concurrent position with HKT48, AKB48 and KIV. The trajectory of my career only went up each year. Grateful to my Fans and to my family for always rooting for me, even as I decided to leave Japan altogether and venture out to Korea. My family still suported me. Though not fully, they couldn't do anything as I already signed the contract prior to leaving Japan and coming to Korea.

My Family didn't know what Jurina ha