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The scene was quiet again.

“You shouldn’t give my number to someone else,” Mahiro said. “Although I didn’t seem to say that I was not allowed to do this, you should be aware of this.”

Chiaki is silent.

“I don’t object to you making boyfriends, but I won’t easily recognize them.” Mahiro then said indifferently.

“High-schooffice lady’s men’s and women’s friends will break up more than 80%. The emotions that you think will continue to exist are actually very fragile. It’s like a cup made of ice. It’s broken when you fall. Even if you don’t fall, it will pass with time. melt.”

“The more you invest during the hang out period, the more you will regret after breaking up. You should understand this truth.”

“Don’t be too addicted to this adolescent game, otherwise it will be your own pain.”

“…you are right, Dad.” Chiaki responded indifferently.

“But I have been addicted to it and want to play this game with him for a lifetime.”

“If you can’t do it, even if you regret it, it will be painful… I think it is worth it.”

“This is just what you think now.” Mahiro watches her, “Your thoughts will definitely change in the future.”

“Maybe… but I won’t forget.” Chiaki also watches each other.

The painter stared at her daughter’s face.

“You will forget.” After a moment of silence, he looks away, indifferent.

Then the waiter came to the restaurant.

The exquisite dishes in the exquisite ceramic dish bowl are placed on the table and look like art.

Not only does it look pretty, but the taste is also very happy, but Chiaki thinks of Seiji’s meals at home.

At this time, Seiji they are also having dinner.

Compared to the exquisite cuisine in front of her, she wants to go back to the house and eat daily meals with them.

……

Seiji took a bite of buns.

The buns are bought from convenience stores, hot and stuffy, and taste good.

Why eat buns? Because he is outside now, staying near the restaurant where Chiaki is eating with his father.

Although respecting Chiaki’s idea made her face Wakaba Mahiro alone, he did not say that he would stay at home.

It is also a choice to eat at that restaurant. Money is not a problem, but Seiji prefers to go home to eat Shika’s dinner, so just eat a buns to fill the stomach.

At this time, there was something close to him. He turned his head and saw that it was a gray-haired dog.

The dog’s eyes reveal a desire for food.

After looking at it, Seiji dropped a piece from the buns and threw it in front of it.

The gray-haired dog looked down at Seiji after eating the buns.

Seiji finished the remaining buns and spread his hands to indicate that the food had been eaten up.

The gray-haired dog blinked and turned away in disappointment.

Seiji is still in the same place, waiting quietly in the wind.

……

After eating the dessert, finally drink tea.

Smell the scent of tea, slowly take a sip, taste the bitterness of it, and experience the sweetness of returning sweetness as the finishing touch of this delicious dish.

“Dad… I want to know…”

“There is nothing to say about your mother.” Mahiro faintly said without waiting for her daughter to say, “Don’t bother, don’t think too much.”

“Why?” Chiaki asked.

“Because it doesn’t make sense.” Mahiro gaze shimmers, “Things of people who are no longer, you know it makes no sense.”

“In this case, all history is meaningless, and the school should be allowed to cancel the history class.” Chiaki sighed.

History lessons are impossible to cancel, so that sentence is unreasonable.

“She is not history, not a famous important character, just a woman who has no influence on the world after she has not,” Mahiro said.

“The history of your school at Study is like a famous painting. It has great value for the world and for humanity.”

“And your mother’s business is like a child’s graffiti, worthless to the world, destined to disappear.”

“You haven’t cared about it all the time, so it’s very happy, just keep on don’t care…”

“I care very much!!” Chiaki screamed abruptly.

Her face showed anger, sadness, resentment, helplessness and other looks, and her expression was very complicated.

“How can I not care! That is my mother!!”

“But you never told me… I don’t know anything except some paintings that don’t look like faces!”

“I want to know, but I can’t get an answer, so I can only let myself not care.”

“But I don’t really care!” The voice of the young girl reveals a cry.

“I want to know the name of my mother, what kind of person she is, is it still in the world, where is the person, where is the tomb, where is the tomb? Where is the relic?”

“Even if these things are worthless to the world, it is a great value to me! Because I am her daughter!!”

In the face of the daughter’s sudden eruption of emotion, Mahiro slightly stunned the eyes and appeared to be shocked.

Tears, shed from Chiaki’s eyes.

“Sorry, Dad…”

“You have raised me so big, I have not treated me badly, I really appreciate it…”

“But… this is not normal…”

“I want to know… what is mom for you…”

“My daughter… for you… what is it…”

Tears dripped into the tea bowl.

Mahiro lowered her eyes and watched the tea bowl for a long time.

After Chiaki calmed down, she took out her handkerchief and wiped her tears.

At this time, she very much hopes that Seiji is around.

Even if she only holds his hand, she can feel the warmth.

Do you want to send a distress signal?

Just take out the cell phone, dial the number or send a message, he will come soon!

The speed of coming is definitely very fast… Will you see me like this, will you immediately start to Dad?

In my mind, I talked to Seiji, who pretended to be a bad youngster. Chiaki suddenly had the urge to laugh.

Just think about it and get courage.

Don’t rush to summon a bad boyfriend, otherwise it will not end well if you interrupt your father’s bones.

Just as Chiaki thought about it, the famous painter oppositely slowly looked at her again.

“It’s a dream…”

He still said in a plain tone.

However, there are more emotions in the discourse than before.

Chiaki returned to God and looked at each other. When she saw his father’s eyes under the black frame, the glasses showed a look that he had never seen before. It seemed to be sad, seemingly helpless, and seemed to be melancholy…

“Your mother is a dream to me.”

“I remember some scenes where she was, but couldn’t remember her name and face…”

“About her memory… I think it’s important… but it may all be my fantasy…”

“Because everyone doesn’t know her… especially you, Chiaki.”

“In my ‘memory’, she is with you, takes care of you, loves you, raises you up…you are the one who knows her the most.”

“But actually, you just said, don’t know…”

Mahiro stares deeply at Chiaki.

“So… she is a dream.”