As I get a little rushed about Ray and Fia's house, I move to the dining room because it looks like dinner is ready.
There's a figure of Fia lining up a lot of food there, and Ray opens his mouth somewhere happy.
"Oh, it's a big day."
"Yeah, Sieg's voice is back, and Miyama-kun came to see me. I made it more on my arm."
"... sounds delicious"
"My mother is my cooking teacher, so I'm sure of her arm."
The dishes in some homely atmosphere, sloppily lined up at the table, seem very delicious, and it has been conveyed that Mr. Fier says he is a good cook, even if only by the looks of it.
Then Mr. Ray and Mr. Sieg take their seats and smile at me as Mr. Fier points to the empty chair.
Sit down, Miyama-kun.
……
The moment I hear that word, I get a nostalgic sight in my brain.
- Look, fast man. Sit down, Mother. I did my best today!
- No, no, no, no, no. That's a lot of money, right?
- Because today is the birthday of the happy man! I even baked the cake!
It's really nostalgic memories, childhood memories that were in natural happiness and affection.
- Mother, this cake, it's pepper?
- Ugh, well, there, cover it with love...
- I hope it's a covered level...
- Ah... what?
- Excuse me, sir.
That cake was terribly made now that I think about it... it was cream messed up, and the sponge was a little burnt... but it was delicious.
"... Miyama?
"Oh, excuse me!? Excuse me."
In a way, for the first time since I came to this world, I think I've been able to remember the old days and solidify into landscapes like family reunions.
Mr. Ray calls out and joins hands about his seat in a slight panic.
"" "I'll have it" ""
"... oh Fia, didn't you raise your arms again?
"Uh-huh... yummy. After all, you're still no match for your mother."
"Thanks, because I'm Sieg's mother for once, too. It won't be easy for you to get chased down."
Listening to the fun voices, I carry the food into my mouth, too.
Cheng Cheng, Mr. Fia's food is indeed very delicious... it tastes very rustic in the home, but it is very warm... I don't know what to say, I feel like it tastes like a fudge.
The flavoring is not that intense, and the flavor is as delicious as it gets all the way into the back of your body. It tasted amazing to me.
"Miyama-kun, how's the taste?
"Yes, it's delicious."
"That's good - Miyama huh!?
"... Huh? Oh, that?
In reply to Mr. Fia's words, who has asked with a gentle smile, for some reason Mr. Fia looks at me with a ghoulish look on her face.
I noticed in that reaction that, at some point, tears were telling my cheeks.
"Oh, sorry!? Wasn't it delicious?
"Mr. Kite, are you okay? Could it be that something is wrong..."
"Oh, no, it's not. This is, uh..."
I think I remembered my mother and father and my tear glands were getting loose.
I rush to wipe my tears with my hands and shake my neck sideways against three of them, Fia and Sieg, who ask me worryingly, and Ray, who looks at this one with equally worryingly eyes.
"... I just remembered my parents..."
"... no, I can't even do that. I can't help worrying about my parents in the old world."
"... no, my parents... I had other worlds when I was young"
"... right, sorry"
"No, it was a really long time ago, and I'm going to sort it out for you."
... it would be a lie to say that I don't feel lonely that my parents aren't here. I still remember my mother and father.
But I could already give my own answers about my parents' deaths. My parents won't be able to feel safe when I'm sad and I stop... thanks to Cro, I can do what I think.
"... just a little, uh, I don't know what to say... it's like I remembered when we were dining together as a family"
"Mr. Kate's parents must have been sweet."
"Yeah...... oh, it felt a little like Mr. Ray and Mr. Fier, and they were bright parents"
Yeah, really, Mr. Ray and Mr. Fier look a lot like their father and mother.
My father was usually bright, sometimes overflowing an extra word and my mother was mad at me, but he was a kind, dependable, fine father.
My mother was really always bright and smiling, awfully clumsy and poorly choreographed, but always positive and energetic.
"... Miyama-kun, how about a replacement?
"Huh? Oh, yes. I'll take it."
"Yeah, well, I'll leave you alone."
"Thank you"
Mr. Fier brightly tells me to switch the air that was getting a little damp.
"Miyama-kun, as Fia said on the way here, you don't mind me thinking it's your own house."
"Ah, yes. Thank you."
"Of course you can think of me as a family. If you and Sieg get married, that's actually what happens...... don't mind me calling you stepfather - boo!?
"... not at all... no sexual punishment again..."
"haha"
To tender care, nature and grin spilled.
Maybe I can say that losing my parents early was unfortunate... but I was truly blessed to be on the brink.
There are people who are worried about me. There are people who comfort me if I'm depressed... I really think that's a miracle happy thing.
Dear Mother, Father - it could be a lie if I told you that I completely broke up with you two. But you don't have to worry about me. This is how I feel right, and I feel sincere happiness. It may still be a long way to go in public, but I'm still - laughing today.
He kept chatting for a while after dinner, thought he'd just finish bathing and then go to bed... and then Mr. Sieg called me out.
"... Mr. Kite, would you like to go for a little walk?
"A walk......?
"Yeah, I'm in the mood for a night breeze, so if it's not annoying, could you hang out with me?
"Okay. Let's go."
There was no reason to say no, so I accepted the invitation and went outside the house with Mr. Sieg.
The city of Rigforesia at night was very quiet, the stars glowing in the sky looked beautiful and the pleasant breeze at night made me feel somewhere calm.
Stay with Mr. Sieg and start walking, especially not to specify a destination.
I barely exchanged words, it was a walk that remained silent, but it never made me uncomfortable... strange and somewhere reassuring.
And stayed on the road for a while, around the corner plugged into the square...... accidentally, I was gently embraced from behind.
"... Huh?
……
"Uh, jeez, Mr. Sieg!?
A soft, warm embrace, a good smell of bathing that drifts slightly...... I feel my heart pulse heavily and when I call Mr. Sieg's name in a panic, Mr. Sieg leaves me in his arms from behind after a little silence, uttering words.
"... Mr. Kite is a very strong man. I always try to be upright... and I really respect you"
"Yes, no, I'm not such a big person..."
"Even if you thought so, for me, you are a sincerely respectable person… I was always courageous and energized by the hard-working Kate. So sometimes I want to give it back to you."
"... uh, I appreciate that, but, uh, what's this situation?
"... strong and splendid... and still never invincible... I want to hold Mr. Kite like that now... can't you?
"Yes, no!?
"... good... then just stay like this for a little longer..."
What is it? This feeling... I can feel safe even though I should be very nervous.
Mr. Sieg is always gentle and serene, a dependable adult woman...... like a dependable sister.
I was an only child, but if my sister was there... is this what it looks like? Am I thinking of Mr. Sieg as my sister?
... No, but what's the high chest beep you're feeling right now? I'm not going to get an answer right away...... but it's never unpleasant.
I don't know why, but the tears that should have stopped once... almost fell off again.