Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

Parents are the closest people.

For better or worse, I can say I'm the first person in my life to imitate it.

The kid says he'll grow up looking at his parents' backs, but I'm no exception.

I grew up looking at my father and mother.

I'm sure it has a lot of impact in shaping a human being named True Compact today.

Whenever I see him, he reminds me that he is a blood connected parent.

Surprisingly, that day was early.

It was a sudden event without prior communication.

Four days after the conversation with Yudo.

The days of digesting the challenge came to an end while waiting to hear from Yudo, who is in contact with Shiraishi to make contact.

That guy came home when he was having breakfast to start the day at home.

"It's been a while, both of you"

With the carry bag in one hand, the man in the suit looked first at the maple, and then at me.

A gaze that doesn't feel as emotional as it does when pointing at my sister, just confirming my son's change, moves right into the house.

Before I left home, I breathed a single breath to see if I was relieved of the living room, which hasn't changed much, and our father... Yuichi Makoto walks on.

He told her to put her luggage near the door and hang her suit on the back of her chair.

"I'm home."

The encounter with his father began like a daily homecoming landscape, not dramatically.

"Oh, Father!? If you'd called, I'd have welcomed you."

As the surprised maple quickly rises, he rushes over to his father's side.

He receives the souvenir his father had in his hand, and when he tells him so, he rushes to remove the cold drinks from the fridge.

Smile and receive it, Dad opens his mouth.

"I want to see the faces of the surprised children."

"... a bad hobbyist father"

Good old, imitate like a child.

Groaning cold words, my father turned his gaze to this one more time.

"Come on... you wouldn't be bothering Maple, would you?

"Don't worry... maple looks easier than when my dad was home"

Even with overprotective parents nearby, my daughter would be annoyed.

Exchanging words that don't seem like the first parent-child conversation in a long time changes the subject with maple in between.

"Isn't your mother with you?

There is no mother behind my father.

At first I thought they were coming in later for some reason, like luggage, but they didn't.

Maple asks, questioning the sight of his father alone returning home.

"I hear my mother's shopping and going home, and I was looking forward to cooking dinner with Maple today."

"Really... I wish you'd told me"

Plus, the maple shrugged in dissatisfaction as he swelled his cheeks.

It's cute, it's okay, it's okay because it's cute.

I don't know what's okay, but I'm fine.

Pull such a sister aside and gently pull the empty seat next door.

"... why don't you sit down without standing?

Of course, some distance is pulled apart.

My son and father smile and talk in friendly shoulder situations... I just don't like to think about it.

If the family has a good relationship with the father and son, this is still the normal sight in the True House.

Without thanking you, naturally sitting in a chair, he speaks softly to the maple sitting across the street.

"Maple... even in the bath with me today -"

"I don't like it."

"Then in a futon with -"

"I don't like it."

Expression of love for my abrupt daughter.

But it was rejected in vain and cold voices.

That, too, fully accompanies the glance drawn and the rejection with Ashihara's under-expression.

Taking it, my father calmly smiles at his mouth...

"Come on... it's raining today"

"It's your tears... and your nostrils aren't dirty."

There were appearances, such as the majesty of my father, that did not even make me feel fine dust.

That's very nice of you.

Age is thirty...... thirty...... late thirties.

The profession is salaried and the position within the company is section head.

I was born into a very ordinary general family, and nothing was the main thing to note about my appearance.

I think I've stated before that stunts are conversations with people and I've taken up my current position just as a mouthpiece.

You play a cool father against your son and you want your daughter to look like a cool father or you behave calmly in the house.

However, because of its mediocre abilities, it is easy to wear out.

If that's disguised as a character contrary to your personality, fine.

There are no examples of success in attempting a completely out-of-the-line expression of affection for a drowning maple.

A man who doesn't deserve a compliment for his mother's harp sounds, but now he's married this way and has two children.

I haven't asked because I don't want to hear about the relationship between my father and my mother, but this is the reality of our brothers and sisters' fathers.

Sometimes I get angry with selfish statements and attitudes, but I guess the reason I don't hate them is because of this irresistible asshole.

"And... when I called you Dad, I asked you so much..."

"I won't call you, never"

Scary, maple scary.

Brother, the coffee cup in your hand is vibrating at the level of your smartphone's incoming call.

Consistently, I cut to the bottom with a little fear of maples that won't change my cold treatment of my father.

Rather, that's all I have, such as what I talk to this guy about.

"Dad... I guess you have an explanation about the matchmaking?

My father, who was discouraged by the cold treatment from the maple, turns his expression into something serious in one word.

Words that came out ahead represented no jokes or anything.

"I apologize for deciding not to talk to you about the pageant... but there's someone I really want you to meet, not kidding"

The voice was that the expression was a facial expression I had seen several times before.

When I decided to go to high school, when I refused to move overseas from my father, when I told him that Maple and I were going to live together.

There was a serious father figure there.

"I don't know about you, but it's not your birthday or that kind of crap convenience, is it?

"There can't be more love than offering my son for his position... because there was a strong hope for the other side"

With a sigh, a small bitter smile.

He doesn't have as much love for his sister as he does, but he also has a lot of love for his son.

To a rare look, I just had to push and shut up.