Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri (LN)

My parents, who were returning from overseas, and I surround the dinner table for the first time in a long time.

"By the way, dude. I came home earlier than planned this time."

"You've just climbed a little high up the mountain. Hey, Mom?"

"When you suddenly say, 'I want to go home to coincide with the birthday of the Mountain Man (Yamato)!' Cause I said," I hurried. "

"Were you? Gahhaha."

Father's lavish laughter echoes in the living room.

He is a big, hairy man who looks like a bear, and his voice is not concomitant.

And in calling the highest peaks of the world “a little high mountain," he is a father who is not a coarse nerve.

"I'm old enough. I'll go out of my way to get my parents to celebrate."

"What are you talking about? No matter how old the mountain man (Yamato) is, his son is his son. What do you say? Gahhaha."

"Well, legally, yes."

Talking to my paced father, as always, disrupts my pace. Well, I don't care because it was from a very young age, but I am an unusual father while my own father.

"Yes, Mountain Man (Yamato). It's a little early, but this is my birthday present."

"Thank you, Mother. Hmm... what's this?

"It's a secret stone called" Tibetan Tears. "Beautiful, isn't it? If I helped a tribe in need with my dad, I'd be grateful."

"Often, such a shitty stone gives tariffs"

"Mom's good at hiding things like that."

And my mother is a little different.

I was born in Iga or some mountain back, and it seems to be some legitimate heir. Despite ordinary housewives, they have come across a variety of covert techniques.

Plus I'm supposed to be in my forties now, but pah, look at the youthfulness that makes sense when I say twenties. Alongside his father like a bear, he is a rumored couple in the neighborhood with "Beauty and the Beast”.

"Speaking of which, you. My sponsor emailed me about our next expedition."

"My dad doesn't like that, so I left it all to my mother!

My parents called themselves adventurers, challenging mountains and secrets at home and abroad for the majority of the year. It's a self-proclaimed profession where no one has ever broken an untapped secret, one after the other.

But it is still a mystery because of how they actually earn money.

Given that we buy and maintain a whole house in this way, there will be some income.

"Tomorrow's...... Mountain Man (Yamato) Birthday. Was it South America when you were born? Hey, Mom?

"You, that's an oasis village in the Middle East."

"Really? I've been forgetful lately. Gahhaha."

Both parents are a little different this way.

He and his wife traveled all over the world until the birth was critical. And my nationality is Japan, but I was born in a somewhat different place.

"Things are going well at work, Mountain Man (Yamato)?

"Oh, Mother. Starting next week, I'm going on another business trip."

"Yamato (Yamato) looks like his mother, because he's a smart, proud son, gahhaha"

Unlike such volatile parents, I was a member of a regular trading company.

Especially not because I rebelled against my parents, but because I decided to live a normal life at an early age.

By the way, I joined a trading company in today's trading system for several reasons.

As long as you do your job with meritocracy, it is possible to take a consolidated paid leave. It is also because many international business trips can be combined with holidays to challenge climbing abroad.

(Considering that, I may have inherited these parents' genes too...)

I am a normal member of society, but I have no one to call my friend.

Somehow I don't like people outside of work, and my hobby is to step through famous mountains all over the world alone.

It's only natural that I don't have any friends. Although I have no particular regrets.

"By the way, Mountain Man (Yamato)... recently... what happened?

The look on my father's face, who was chatting lavishly, changes. He stared at me with a sharp eye.

"Nothing in particular here these days... why would you do that?

The past six months have been busy working, and nothing in particular has changed.

He had always done his work and his business trips, and on his days off he was only climbing the mountains of the country. It was a very normal six-month period.

"No, what... the mountain man (Yamato) looks like he's suddenly grown up. That's what I've been through for years... many training fields..."

"I'm an adult now. The growing season is over."

"Right...... that was my dad's mistake! Hey, Mom, Gahhaha."

The look on his father's face reverts. He laughs luxuriously and re-drinks his local liquor and starts chatting with his mother.

(Oyaji has been sharp for a long time...)

In fact, in the last few days, I have an unusual part.

Using the summer vacation at work, which originally began two weeks ago, I planned to go climbing famous mountains around the country.

(Oyaji may have noticed something...)

But when I realized it, the summer vacation had already been more than ten days. I didn't remember anything before or after that, and I fell in the local mountains.

If my father's guess is correct, I've had years of experience in the last dozen days or so.

That's impossible unless I go to "a world where time goes differently fast." Even relativity would not be able to elucidate it.

(I had no strangeness to myself...)

I checked the tools and clothing for climbing I was equipped with, but there was nothing particularly unusual. My body is not injured either, it is health itself.

(But with memory... and in my heart...)

Trying to remember, I still get a severe headache. And I discovered another new discomfort.

(Girls...... children...... and companions......)

Blur and those three words start to stick up in your chest.

This was not a memory of the head, but a warm beat from around the heart of the chest. It is a strange comfort that I have never felt before.

(No. I can't remember......)

No matter how hard I try, I can't remember just the memory of my head and that emotion in my chest. It had disappeared like someone had pulled it out just there.

"I'm a little tired. I'm gonna go to sleep."

"Oh, I think it's a cold. Rest easy, Yamato."

"The dads will be home for a while too, so it's been a long time since the three parents and kids are out of water! Gahhaha."

I leave my parents in the living room and lie down in my own bed upstairs.

As always, I am a my-paced parent, but I have the unspeakable comfort of being specific to my family.

So far, my work has been going well, and I am not particularly dissatisfied with both my hobbies.

I might as well give back my life from now on to my parents for letting me go to college.

(Normal and peaceful life... not bad...)

Think about the future without even a pattern.

And as soon as I lay down in bed, I'm attacked by an indescribable sense of fatigue. I'll leave it to drowsiness tonight and decide to close my eyelids.

(... Yamato... Yamato... into the original world... into a peaceful life... I'm glad I could go back...)

The moment I went to sleep, I felt like I heard a girl from somewhere.

But that voice will never be remembered for the prayer of an exotic girl.

I fell straight into the world of sleep.