Woman just wanted to raise a loving family like all her
friends and instead got loving family + Weird, Ultra-Powerful, Inexplicable
Psychic Phenomena from her baby. I don’t think she has any real strong
opinions of psychic powers other than she’s tired of them making homemaking
And now Mob’s really coming into his own with his powers and he’s probably growing out the phase of weird, unintentional outbursts (save for the occasional
bent spoon) and finally Mom Kageyama is living like a 95% normal mom-of-teenage-boys
Then, THEN, poor woman—you get the dinner scene in episode
12 with Ritsu unbending Mob’s spoon. Not by turning it back into position. No.
God no. By using telekinesis to unwind it. And Mom Kageyama is
watching this just Oh no not another one.
Mom Kageyama flies out of bed at 4 in the morning to the
sound of literally every vacuum cleaner in the house turning on. (Dad Kageyama
remains fast asleep). She goes down the hall, pounds on Mob’s door, “Shigeo,
the vacuum cleaners again! I thought you outgrew the vacuum cleaner thing!” Mob
answers the door half-asleep, looking around. “I’m not doing it, Mom.” Filled
with dread, she knocks on Ritsu’s door. “Ritsu…are you the one controlling the
vacuum cleaners?” There’s a stuttered snore from the other side, all the vacuum
cleaners turn off, Ritsu answers the door rubbing his eyes “Am I doing what?”
Every single esper-in-training thing that affected Mob, that
Mob has since outgrown, now
resurfaces in Ritsu. Cleaning supplies inexplicably stuck to the ceiling?
Check. Every door in the house locking itself spontaneously? Check. Tiny,
self-contained earthquakes knocking everything off the shelves. Double check.
(Everything but the accidentally bending the spoons thing—because if Ritsu bends a spoon the
boy’s gonna goddamn know.)
Mom Kageyama is reminded of her friend who, just after
happily getting their kid past the terrible two’s, accidentally got pregnant
again and had to do it all over. Mom Kageyama is on a ladder, trying to pull
the dish soap down, which has been bobbing against the ceiling for the
last half hour, and she thinks she might
prefer another accidental pregnancy to this.