At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Today and today, it's routine training.

I do it a little away from the city, as usual, in an unpopular place.

I've been back with Kroto lately, so...

"Hey, Kroto"

"... what, father"

When I call, I tilt my neck and respond to what I need.

But I'm the one who wants to tilt his neck.

"No, I want to know what you're doing."

"... sunshine"

Kroto answers my question with his usual blurry face.

Sure, he may be in the sun, but why is he hanging upside down against a tree branch?

But Kroto looked at me in wonder, and there were no more words.

I wonder if it makes sense, that.

"Haha, Mr. Kroto, you're back on track."

"Right. Well, is it a good thing that you got what you normally do?

Cigal is right, Kroto is largely calm now.

A while back Kroto was in a hurry somewhere, and I felt like trying to do something anyway.

It's a good thing I'm not in a weird hurry... but Po, which reminds me of Kroto quite a while ago, finally adds and subtracts.

I can't read the idea at all, and I don't really understand what I want to do.

"That makes me a little worried"

Nothing. I don't think Kroto would do anything weird, but I'm a little scared I don't know what I'm going to do.

Worried when it's easy to understand, and still worried when it's hard to understand, are you tired of boulders?

Well, Kroto's a smart kid, and you're gonna be fine.

"... All right"

When I came to a conclusion about Kroto, it got to my ear that Kroto groaned small.

So when I turned my face to Kroto, I was falling free with my feet off the tree branches and upside down.

"Hey, Kroto!

Surprisingly, he rushes over to Kroto and tries to pick it up, but Kroto kicks a tree and flips along the way.

I gave it a little lift, but it landed beautifully off my feet.

What's left is my arm with no place to go.

"... Dad, it's okay."

"Oh, yeah, yeah"

My hands without a place to go are embarrassed, and I put them on Kroto's head to delude them, and I stroke them squeamishly.

If you think calmly, Kroto will be fine to that extent. I panic when I see it coming from my head.

... No, not really. That was a pretty good move right now, but the croto stays white.

"Kroto, did you do it in your current state of vegetation?

"... yeah, I've done a lot with Mr. Geena, and I can move a little bit without having to go black"

Until now the croto was in a black state, his physical abilities were considerably lower.

That's also the extent to which you can't play ball with the kids and take the ball flying in your face.

The croto did such a tricky thing in a vegetarian state.

"... it's not what I have to do right now, but if I can't do this, I'm gonna lose to him."

"That guy?"

"... him"

And there was a white dragon that slept easily in the shade before Kroto laid his finger.

Because there's no one around here, he's back where he was, but is he okay?

Well, we're here and there's no problem. Let's say it sucks as a pet. I think Haku will be stubborn later.

"... only to him, you can't beat him"

"Uh, yeah. It is."

I wonder if that's why you were at Mr. Geena's. I said it wasn't what I needed to do right now.

Well, cute little me.

Actually, I can't help it if I'm in a hurry, and Mr. Mirka's coming.

Let's go say thank you in person next time to Geena, who went out with me in Kroto.

"... and maybe it's dangerous if I can't do it without your father."

When I regained consciousness from Haku to Kroto, Kroto turned to me at some point and stared at me with his usual blurry eyes.

What does that mean?

Is it possible that Kroto is already grasping something that I can do? [M]

"Kroto, maybe you can do something like what you did in the ruins?

"... I haven't tried, but maybe, I can"

That was the answer I had hoped for.

If Kroto can be in that state, he might be able to form it somewhat before Mr. Mirka gets here.

I thought so and tried to rely on Kroto -.

"Don't"

Not exactly, at the usual rate of no hoarding, it was returned in denial before I even said it.

I hardened myself to a voice that contained the color of Kroto's fast-talking and unprecedented rejection.

I noticed me like that and I think Kroto lowered his brow a little.

"... sorry, do. But no. I'm sure I can't do this without you and me. But if you do what you did before, your father will die soon."

"- Can you tell me what that means?"

Die.

Kroto told me clearly. I didn't think that was a threat.

That's what I felt when I was just telling the truth.

Me and Kroto were definitely connected then.

So I'm sure Kroto could see my condition, just as I figured out Kroto's condition.

I told him that if he repeated the same thing, he would die. I can't listen to that.

"... your father at that time, he can use his powers, but he can't"

"I can use it, but not?

"... I haven't been able to use it, should I say? The use of force, the way it flushes, it just feels like it's made somehow, and it's not controlled."

Indeed, as I was told, it is difficult to say that I was able to use it when I remember that time.

I was able to muster my strength the way I thought I would, and I could release it. But at that price, one arm wore out.

I'm not supposed to be using my own qigong for that, but I had quite a recoil on my body as well.

"... I'm injured in one arm during this time, but I don't necessarily rub it in one arm next. Instead, I might just have to run out of one arm. I don't want your father to die."

... Oh well, I've figured out why Kroto has been so upset lately, like before.

Kroto's already got what he wants. I can handle this right now.

So you don't have to rush, and you don't have to push something hard.

All I've ever done is work out so I can't beat Huck, so I can't beat someone I don't want to beat.

I wonder if it was some kind of training that you were hanging in a tree.

"Oh well, I get it. Thank you, Kroto."

When I was worried, Kroto was getting more and more anxious looking, so I stroked his head gently.

So you relieved me, and I got a slightly happy look.

I went back to being confused, but I'm glad the expression stayed more intelligible than before.

Well, this is just a story about me feeling that way.

"Does that mean your father has to work hard?

Sigal, who was listening to me on the side, peeks at me from the bottom with a slightly pranky grin.

This is that one. "Kroto, I'm telling you because I think you can do this, okay? That's the face I'm saying.

I hope you understand. Good luck. I don't know about a father who relies too much on his son.

As usual, I'm not very conscious of fathers, but I'm still a guardian.

You can't just rely on your parents.

"I'll do my best. I worry about Kroto every time I destroy the ruins, and Kroto may fall for it."

Responding to Cigal with a bitter smile, he strokes Kroto's head again.

Yes, I still don't understand that power properly, so I can't use it.

In that state, you can use it with the help of Kroto, and you just destroy your body again.

No, that's fine.

You can't just destroy the worst body and destroy the ruins.

I was just lucky last time.

Neither could the power to destroy the ruins be exercised, nor did it die with it.

"Next time, I need to be able to go home satisfied."

I won't let luck intervene next time. Properly, accomplish it.

'Cause this isn't the last time. I have to do this again and again.

But every time I break my body, I don't know how long my body will last until I die.

"... yeah. Your father will be fine."

"Yes, yes, it's okay, Mr. Tallow can do it!

Kroto and Cigal are moving similarly, sending me a ale.

After all, the way you grip your hands all the time on this chest, it's the influence of Cigal.

But Cigal is Cigal, and I feel good if I do it recently.

Perhaps it's because people are easy to deal with, but it feels a little childish coming back.

Well, this is cute.

"Mm, what?

Staring at Cigal, she tilted her little neck.

She's not after me, maybe it's because I'm totally in love, but I just find that behavior cute.

If you put this in your mouth, you're just in love.

"I just thought Sigal was cute."

"Eh heh."

But we're the only ones here, so I don't care about that.

Well, he's cute now, but he can't say he's cute at night or anything.

Because of this, I recently joined Inai and bowed my head to Cigal. I need a little more help.

'Cause this kid's really awesome lately. I don't have the strength...

No, yeah, my thoughts are scattered again as usual. That's not the time to think about it right now.

As it stands, though, I don't see the light. What's the matter?

I guess I'll have to honestly wait, Mr. Mirka.