Tie the shoe strings and take good care of your luggage. Put your strength on both knees and stand up slowly.
"... Bye, Father. Me... I'm coming."
Looking back, the drift shield told him to bite.
"Oh."
In the voice as usual, my father, who came out to drop me off, answers.
Time just went around 8: 00 at night. The place is on the doorstep of the Arihai family. It's not a narrow back door that I've been using with Kosokoso. I also turn on the lights.
I don't even need to worry about people anymore. About the end, I wanted to walk out the front door with dignity.
"Thank you for your help"
Belgrette, a casual outfit conceded from grapefruit, bows her head with a touch of dust.
She has a big bag in her current outfit like a gal, a long pattern wrapped around her with cloth at the end - but even such a chirpy impression was felt at the end in front of her neat appearance.
"Don't ask me about your asshole son, Bellette. Come and see me anytime."
"..., yes. Careful, it hurts. Now if you'll excuse me."
She bowed her head deep again and nodded small at the drift protection before leaving the front door first.
Between the remaining Arihai parents and children, a constant silence descends.
"… shelter. Do you remember" Dreams of the Future "I wrote in kindergarten?"
"What? What are you talking about..., you don't remember, do you?"
"You, I wrote, 'I want to be a hero like Marshall Lunger when I'm gone.'"
"Marshall Lunger is... Ha, I miss you again"
More than ten years ago now. At the time, it was a feature show for children that was broadcasting on Sunday morning. Although it was a common squad thing, Uri's motivation was for a strangely elaborate action scene in which all the members on the hero's side specialize in a wide variety of Marshall Arts and the enemy also specializes in cosmic martial arts that don't make sense.
Yeah, it's been a long time since I stopped watching any of those shows, but still at the same time, I guess a righteous hero like them keeps the peace on Earth.
"Belgrette told me a lot about you. He said he could really help you because you were there. He said he was a benefactor of his life, not a fool."
Loosen his mouth all the time and say emotionally.
"When you were a weak, weak Moyashi... you were the hero I dreamed of when I was a kid... and it was helping someone."
……
Childhood when I was sick and weak. Karate began with the thought that in order to create a slightly stronger body, and to be able to protect a childhood friend girl.
I am now trying to travel, leaving behind someone who should have wanted to protect me.
Are you sure that's okay? Am I wrong?
Modern Japan or Grim Crows, there is only one path to choose from. How many times have I asked myself that?
Put the colorful flowers down. Stay away from your father. Abandon the modern life filled with peace and return to that harsh otherworldly. Really, is that okay?
"Are you lost, shield?"
to the voice of my father, who was so gentle as I had never heard before,
"No. I've made up my mind."
My son gave it back clearly.
"Look, I don't know... it seems like it would be tough without me. People depend on me. No more... I can't turn around without me, what?
"You're in good shape, freelancer."
"Ha. So... so... to my father and colorful flowers, leave me alone... I haven't been able to return anything..."
Just because you've made up your mind doesn't mean you can completely break it off.
I laugh at my mumbling son, but my father thinks he's out of sight.
"I don't expect anything from Hannah in return for you. But well... if you feel like giving back, use it on someone who needs your help for that matter. Keep... looking at Marshall Lunger. That's why I raised you. Even for me, my nose is high."
"Father..."
"Colorful flowers don't have to worry, either. Whatever you say, it's good, the other guys won't let it go. One of these days, even you better bastards will find you and stick around."
"Ugh..."
I don't want to admit that I can have a boyfriend in Colorful Flowers.
But that's fine.
I want you to forget about yourself as soon as possible and be happy.
That's the choice of Arismic Current Protection.
"All right. Have you forgotten anything?"
"It's okay."
"Eat properly."
"Oh."
"Stay in good shape."
"Yeah."
Brush your teeth, too.
"Yeah."
"You're waiting outside, Bellette."
"Yeah."
"Well, then, look... I'm not crying in tears, so go get him"
……
Tears that overflowed at some point dripped from cheek to cheek without stopping.
"... Damn. I started karate. I thought you were stronger. You're still a kid..."
"Because... it's me...! Me...!
There is no stray to return.
But.
There are untrained, but it is decided.
Voices and sights are all distorted.
Modern Japanese fathers, colorful flowers and teak born and raised.
College students and colleague soldiers, who even dived through the dead line together at Grimcrows.
Both are decided to take care of themselves. Why, then, can only choose one or the other? Why should I be the only one forced to make such a hard choice?
At that moment when I was about to collapse, my father's low voice reached my ear.
"Hey, eat your teeth."
Is it quick? The boneless, thick right palm of Yuanzhu stretches out her drifting cheeks. At the same time, his big hands pressed his shoulders so as to support the body of his unlocked son.
"You have someone who needs your help. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to help you. There are people out there."
Yuanzhi continues to tell him to teach, looking from the front at the eyes of the flushing shield that sows his nose.
"It's a fine thing. How many people are worth that in this day and age? Damn, he's always the gear of an irreplaceable society, huh? Including me. Keep your chest up and go. Me and Colorful Flowers won't die without you."
"... father... crying... even if you say so..."
"Ugh...!
My forehead and forehead bumped into each other.
That's what I was doing, too, just a few seconds.
The forehead that was poking at each other leaves. Warm and powerful...... then a gentle father's hand slaps his shoulder away only once for the last time. Go, as if to push back.
Time is limited. I also want to avoid the development where someone finds Belgrette waiting outside and makes it troublesome.
"... Thanks, Dad"
Words that I couldn't speak in the light during the day were spontaneous.
Face up, look me in the eye, clearly.
"- I'm glad I'm your father's son. I'm coming."
The child, turn his back on his father.
"Whoa. Come on, proud dra son"
My father sends out a walking child.
Thus Arichi Shield followed the house where he was born and raised.
Not like six months ago. Now, according to the will I have decided for myself.
Going outside, Belgrette, dressed in casual attire, left her luggage at her feet and waited.
"Yes, let's go"
She's turning red. Both eyes deviate, prompting her to do so.
"Be, Belle child... were you listening?
"Uh, well... I didn't mean to ask... sorry..."
Quiet night estate. Furthermore, it merely separates one lame glass door of amphibious use. Even if I don't like it, it will be in my ear.
"Well, nothing... I don't mind..."
Protect yourself, tears seep in and your voice remains clogged. I'm not in a state of deception anyway.
Get out on the road wiping your tears and check the area. Again, at this hour, there are no signs of people.
Finally, look back at home. My father must have pulled into the living room, the lights on the front door were already out. Twenty-five years of construction. A wooden detached Arihai mansion that is still going to crumble.
"………………"
I want to go home again. I want to sloppily fall asleep on the sofa in my living room, warm up in a narrow hot tub, and relax in my room, which I'm used to seeing. I want to get excited about my father and his stupid story.
To cut off all of that, the drift shelter bowed its head toward its own home. Shizukuishi dripping from his face creates a stain on the asphalt.
After plenty of 'thank you' for about five seconds,
"- Let's go, Belko. I made him wait."
The boy, turning to the girl knight, tells with a core voice like another.
"Yeah. Let's go."
In response form, she also squeezed her expression and nodded again.
The source that opened the door often looked at the living room as it stood on the spot.
The living room between the ten tatamis was busy until earlier.
I thought my son, who suddenly disappeared, had returned, and the silence that I immediately visited as I traveled again.
A set of joke-like weaponry in a corner of the room is also clean and refreshing. - As if it was a dream or an illusion in itself that the drift protection was back.
"......, ugh"
My son, who was abruptly gone, had an experience that could never have been anywhere. I'll travel again because I want to protect what I got there.
Asshole. There's no way we're gonna talk about that.
There's no way there's a parent who can honestly drop off his son leaving that way.
Yeah, and punch a fist in the wall. The vibration was transmitted, and the glass door immediately beside him made a deafening noise and trembled.
"... but I do."
A squeezed voice leaks out of the gap between the eaten teeth.
"... now... is that okay...? One Mountain Ten Rivers..."
Current time, 8: 20 p.m. The designated time is nine o'clock. About fifteen minutes on foot to Sacrament Park, where you want to go. The two of them, who left the house a little early, had a little purpose.
"All right, Belle, give me a minute here."
"Yes."
Liquid protection, who thus unloaded his luggage, heads to a bungalow store - or convenience store - that floats brightly on the side of the road in the dark.
Stores near residential neighborhoods a little further away, not the nearest to home. The main street on the table is also banged together by cars, with a slight but passers-by appearance on the sidewalk. Liquid protection picked to wear Parker's hood deep into his eyes, but he often cruised to his back. The opposite stands out to enter a convenience store. Besides,
Nobody cares.
Six months after disappearance. I stopped for six months when I was a high school student named Arisu Current Protection.
This world of modern Japan is changing dramatically. The artist in question no longer sees it when he realizes it, and the slang that was fashionable has stopped anyone from using it at some point. Everyone moves forward in search of 'the next thing' as if to rush to life.
The majority of people won't even be left in a corner of their head, such as about just a high school student who retired six months ago. It's not surprising that it's completely eliminated from memory as an irrelevant event that can't happen to me in the first place.
(Nah, you think like a poem...)
Just in case, look inside the store from the outside.
Coming back, the first and last convenience store. I made sure the face I knew wasn't reading or working and opened the door.
"Come on."
Take the basket and head to the confectionery corner while you even miss the classic greeting. In front of a wide variety of packages lined up sloppily, the drift shield roared hmmm.
(Well... I wonder what Mia's guy would be happy with)
Yes, it is. We stopped by to buy souvenirs for that energetic daughter, who awaits her own return at Midir College.
With every decision Liquid Protection imposed on itself to buy the specialties of the expedition back to Mia. The guerrilla boy who solidified his will to "go home" decided to buy modern Japanese goods that were not available in Grimcrows in order to implement this custom firmly this time around.
(It would be easier to avoid wasabi flavor and roe flavor...)
After all, Belgrette didn't really fit the Japanese-style flavor either. Everyone knows the consommé flavors of the famous snacks, chocolates, juices, and then packs a couple ramen in a basket and heads to the cashier. All of this is just one dish of royal road that the Japanese would have spoken of once. As a souvenir from modern Japan, it should be an impeccable lineup. I don't care about the price. This is the last time we use Japanese currency.
Watching the part-time clerk accounting as he would like, Lifeguard was blurry about that.