"Elliot, what are you doing?"

The two had just returned from the paternity test center. Avery had gone back to the bedroom to sleep but had struggled to do so. On the other hand, Elliot had not been tired, so he had not gone into the bedroom with her.

She went downstairs to find Elliot preparing tools that looked to be fishing gear.

"Didn't you tell me to try fishing as a hobby? I decided to give it a try," Elliot said as he adjusted the gear.

She looked at him curiously. "Where will you go fishing, Elliot? Maybe in our backyard by the artificial hill?"

Elliot looked at her quizzically.

There was indeed an artificial hill in his backyard with a pond that had plenty of fishes next to it. However, the idea of fishing there was simply ridiculous, as there was no meaning to fishing there.

He did not even need the fishing pod and could simply grab a net, which would guarantee that he would get a lot of fish at once.

"Elliot, this fishing rod looks so cool!" Avery picked it up. "It'