Kidnapped Dragons

Why the hell is she laughing?

The children wondered the most.

I heard a scary grown-up call while I was out at the stadium. When he spent the winter first, his friends, who had noticed, whispered anxiously to the winter.

“Winter.”

“... Huh? ”

“It's not a bad thing, is it? ”

“.. What do you mean? ”

“Just now. A mean man. Or kidnapped you all of a sudden? It's not like that, right? Huh?”

“Well, yeah. Tell me if anything happens. We'll help you... ”

Winter still laughs at his head as if he knows what to say.

I'm getting close to hanging up. Surprised children once again spread their distance. Then I decided to watch the maintenance and winter. No matter how much you look at it, there was a distortion between the "father" in the description of winter and the image of an adult in front of you.

First hour of parental engagement class. Gymnastics class.

Guardians can watch children play, or play together according to their level. So I watched what winter usually does in gym classes.

“Now, today is free time. ”

The teacher throws the ball. Then the children mingled and joined together to play basketball or soccer.

In that flow, winter was in charge of the bench.

So he was forced to sit on the bench, too.

“Why don't you go out and run? ”

“… I don't like exercise. ”

“Why."

“... in case you get hurt. ”

It would be ‘someone’ to give him what he omitted here.

Winter is as delicate as it can be if you are still undermanned by magical power. It's because someone might get hurt by their power.

“Have you ever made a mistake? ”

“… um. ”

After listening to the explanation of the winter that followed, he said he had not made any mistakes since the beginning of the semester.

“You just have to watch it like this every day. Aren't you bored?”

“… I have friends. ”

“You don't have one now. ”

Winter pointed somewhere over there. There are three girls who have been healing themselves ever since.

“Then play with me today. ”

“... Huh? ”

The winter also followed him as he got up slowly. That's how they headed to the stadium.

By then, friends of winter who had been watching things from afar. I took note of the two motions.

Scary adults head to the jungle with the winter. With one ball.

Jungle Jim in public elementary school is a complex sport. The iron rod, the cloud ladder, and the slip frame were interwoven in one place.

What do you want me to do? Dangerous places like jungle gear are not suitable for winter. Children are worried. Maintenance crawled up the jungle with winter on its back. Then he throws the ball to the winter over the slimy iron basket. That's weird, too. It's because winter hates ball play.

“Eh...? ”

However, the winter was filled with laughter and the ball was given to him. I thought it was just an exchange, but they were fitting each other in their own way.

The curious thing was that the ball was held in the hands of winter like a magnet.

“Huh..? ”

“What is it?”

The adult ball flies to the head of winter. However, if the easily grasped winter throws, the adult rubbs unnaturally on the jungle to keep it from falling. It was funny, so winter laughed.

The ball that was thrown in the winter struck the adult's head.

It looks like it was a real piggyback. Like a penalty, an adult carries winter on his back and crosses a cloud ladder. When we came down on the slip together. Winter smiled brightly with both hands.

A frightened friend recalls the 'selfish look of his father' that winter told him.

No, it was still not enough in my imagination. Now, that scary adult feels like a big dog playing relentlessly, even when he's a kid.

It's quite surprising compared to the first impression...

Winter was not enough for laughing in the eyes of children.

“The second parent engagement class is art class time. ”

Surveillance and observation also led to the next class, Art Time.

They painted together. Neither of them painted well.

“Hey, what if I paint black there? ”

“... Why? ”

“That's a tree. ”

“... a burning tree, huh? ”

“Burn?”

The subject of the painting changes. Winter laughed. As the adult painted red around the tree, winter began to paint yellow again below.

“Hey, what's with the yellow under the tree? ”

“... an ice cream cone. ”

“What?”

“… strawberry green tea, ice cream. ”

“What is this black thing? ”

“... Chocoba? ”

When adults tried to do something, winter kept interrupting. The painting so born is not an ice cream from a tree, but someone in clown clothes from an ice cream. After that, the winter was covered in black and the slaughter became unknown.

“Winter.”

“... Yes? ”

“If you do this, everything you've drawn in front of you will be fine. ”

“... It's a crack. ”

“The clown we drew entered the crack? ”

Then, as the winter continued, I laid my hands on my two chins.

“... because you imagined that? ”

“What?”

“... cute. ”

When winter smiles again, the grown-up shakes his head like it's absurd.

‘Funny... ’

A friend with glasses murmured.

Playing together is fun to see from the side.

"Maybe you're just scared of what you look like, right? ’

‘Huh? My voice is so loud.. ’

‘But why didn't you do something so bad? ’

‘So, where everyone is, you wanna play with your daughter? ’

‘Isn't that too much of a criminal...? ’

At this point, children's opinions began to diverge.

I don't know yet. vs. a good person. is.

It was time for children to murmur as they looked at adults and winter during that time of rest.

As the back door of the classroom opened, a boy began to walk in as loud as possible.

‘Huh? That was him. The one who gave a bunch of flowers to winter. ’

The boy rushed to his winter seat looking only at the ground with his long legs, and at some point he saw a large adult. I was amazed and turned around and naturally went out the front door, pretending I didn't see it.

Winter's gaze stayed on the boy a little longer than usual, asking for a hold.

“Why. Who is he? ”

“... the one who gave me flowers. ”

“Did he give you this? ”

I pulled a bundle of flowers made of money from the drawer.

“... Yes. ”

“Why don't you give it back? ”

“... by myself? ”

“So, let's go together? ”

“ ……. ”

Winter blinks at him, blinking.

“Have you ever done this? ”

Winter was stirring. A similar thing happened before, but it was the first time I received a bundle of money publicly in front of people.

She looked at a note tucked between a bunch of flowers. It has a name and a phone number.

“Why would she give this to you? ”

“ ……. ”

“I think I'm trying to impress you. ”

“ ……. ”

“It's your job, and you don't have to take care of it. I don't come to school as often as I do today. ”

“ ……. ”

“This may happen in the future. Wouldn't it be better to experience it when I'm here today than it was the first time? Even if you have a problem, I'll help you. ”

“ ……. ”

“It's also important to build a knot. Maybe the boy who gave it to you will wait. ”

“ ……. ”

“So go. I'll be here.”

“ ……. ”

“Huh?”

Winter only kept a steady view.

Children were nervous and looked at adults and winter.

Yeah, I'm having fun for a second. It's not a big deal. But now it seems reasonable to say adult words, and at the same time, I understand the depth of winter I've been steaming to go alone.

"Is winter hot? ’

‘Isn't this something to be confused about...? ’

‘However, I think the scary guy is right... ’

Keep your mouth closed and face to face.

The children shriveled in fear. I was a little more scared because I closed my mouth as opposed to buzzing around the rope.

However, winter did not avoid the gaze.

I would just reach out and hold my wrist clothing.

Winter was smaller than their peers. Maintenance was bigger than others. I felt a very small hand holding the wrist of a long arm tee.

My gaze is tense. It was time for winter not to retreat.

“Yes.. All right, let's go together. ”

When he reluctantly stood up, winter was the only time he had a bright expression.

As winter walked with a bundle of flowers, he was with the child with a big step. My friends in winter stood up and followed behind me.

The boy was in the hallway. I don't know if I'm having puberty because I'm a little bit more mature than everyone else. He leaned against the wall and stood still.

The boy still had hope that winter had not thrown away the flowers. Because he likes money. But maybe I'll give one message to the contact. It was my heart to do it.

Then, the winter that came out of the classroom twirled and found the boy. Then I put out a bundle of flowers.

“Uh-huh? What, what is it? ”

“... I'll give it back. ”

“All right, all right? ”

The winter threw a bunch of flowers lightly at the boy because he didn't have to give it away. I couldn't help but get a bunch of flowers falling through the parabola, so the boy took it by the frost.

“Uh-huh. Uh-huh. So. Can you give me your number? ”

“... Huh? ”

“Give me the number. ”

Winter at this time was a little worrying.

It was easier to answer when I was liked by Myeong-jun Il who knew him better. But it was the first time that I had been confessed to someone I didn't know. At this point, I didn't know what to say.

However, as the Keeping Said. The end of the relationship should be neatly knotted.

“... there. ”

“Huh? Ugh. ”

“… I, I am not interested in you. ”

“Why, why? I have a lot of money. He's tall. He plays the piano well... ”

Winter pondered again and replied.

“... I don't care about money or keys or piano. ”

“Ah. Uh. So, what can I do? ”

“... No. I'm just not interested in you... You don't have to do it. ”

“ ……. ”

“... I'm sorry. Goodbye.”

That way, when winter shook hands and turned around and entered the classroom, the boy realized that his confession had failed cleanly.

The boy stopped and returned to his classroom.

* * *

Friends of winter watched the back of such a boy.

Surprisingly, things have been solved cleanly.

‘That's good... ’

‘Hmm.. Isn't it?’

Children of your age may be embarrassed if they fail to confess. It's a joke or something. However, the boy seemed perfectly discontinued.

The winter returned to the classroom with the keeper standing at the door of the classroom. I asked him if he did well. He replied that he was good.

The children seemed to understand a little what the self-righteous father looked like in winter.

But it was still a pity somewhere.

There's a reason winter smiles brightly. It doesn't make sense to my friends.

“The last lesson will be Creative Experiences. Group by group. Let's make a cake together. ”

However, at the beginning of the last lesson, the children realized that.

“Ah, hello.. We're friends in winter. ”

“Uh, yeah. ”

Because of winter's wishes, the children became a team.

They stir it hard with adults and raw cream.

The bread was cut vertically and layered.

Apply raw cream in between.

I decorated it with strawberries and jam.

In the process, the winter kept splashing raw cream on the adult's face and laughing. Then even the scary adults were absurd and fried raw cream in the face of winter.

A landscape similar to the one I drew earlier.

I looked at it in front of my nose, and it was very natural for my friends to play with themselves.

‘It's winter, Dad. It's surprisingly pure.. ’

‘Hmm.. Yes..’

‘Something fun to make fun of? Is that an adult...? ’

‘I'm teasing him..? No matter how big the winter is, I don't think I can do it. ’

While muttering like that, a girl realized.

‘Hey! I think I know something. ’

What is it? ’

‘That scary guy. I think I've been playing with steam since last winter...! ’

‘Huh? It's steamy...? ’

Fourth grade elementary school. Age at which premature children will begin to look at the world on their own basis. The children of this period are clearly distinguishing between me and the rest. Understanding others. Specifically understanding who I am. Such children learn how adults play with their children.

Adults play with children.

By playing this game, we don't mean playing together. They ‘play' with the children.

Within the clear line of adulthood. It's about pretending to play with children. After a step. Ensure your child is moderately enjoyable. It's caring.

When the child has a thick head, he/she understands the care of adults. From then on, it becomes difficult to play together with a true heart. Originally, only adults care about their child's mood, because now they care about their child's mood. There can be no time to play around caring for each other.

In that sense, that scary adult was a little unique. It's not much fun to notice. It's not that hard to play. But when I was painting with the winter, I followed the winter without pretense. I sincerely questioned when winter ruined the painting.

That's it. He didn't try to paint well. I didn't mean to ruin the painting.

‘It's steamy... ’

‘It's steamy... It's just fun to play. ’

Even now.

He's making a cake. The purpose of the situation itself did not seem to have any idea.

A messy cake came out, but he made no assessment about it.

At the time of the painting of the mess that rolls as it should. Or at the time of making the cake. The adult and winter were sincere, and it was rather enjoying the winter.

It was funnier by the side. When the winter tried to put a small strawberry in the mouth of the keeper, the people who saw it laughed a little.

It was funny what he really did. Friends were naturally immersed in the situation itself. Laughter got bigger. Then, when winter trolls the round cake squarely, even friends can't stand it and laugh.

“Yaaah! You're ruined! ”

“Hahaha!”

“Winter! Why are you cutting so badly! ”

By this time, the winter had almost given way to the boat and laughed.

* * *

At the end of the parental engagement class. A frightened adult waved out. The children also waved their hands.

Only after a long time had passed did the children realize it.

“I think I know. ”

“Me too... ”

Because I thought winter was a kid who didn't smile specifically, I thought there would be a special reason for that. However, there was no need for a special reason to laugh in winter. It's as if they started laughing with their minds open at some point. By then, the thought of analyzing the reason for laughter had disappeared.

So when I think about it now, the reason winter smiles about what's going on with my dad was simple.

It's just a laugh.