A little while after that.
Paul said something, but I couldn't think of anything good to respond to it.
Stiff responses with no thought just continued to be repeated.
Before anyone noticed, the only customers left were us.
Any time now, it wouldn't be strange for them to come and ask us to leave so they can start closing.
It seems Paul realized those signs as well.
"Rudi, what are you going to do from here on out?"
In the end that's what he asked.
"For the time being, I'll escort Eris to the Fedoa region."
"However, there's nothing left in the Fedoa region?"
"But, we'll still return."
We have no choice other than to return.
Phillip, Sauros, Ghyslaine as well, it seems no one has been found.
Even if we return there will be no one around.
However, we have no choice other than to return.
Why?
It's because that was the objective of the journey.
Realization of original intention.
First off we'll arrive in the Fedoa region, then look at the current state of affairs and confirm it with our own eyes.
After that, it would be alright if I head to the northern regions to search in Central Continent.
If we ask Ruijerd he could return to Magic Continent, and he could look in various places.
For the time being, it might be good to go to Begarrito Continent as well if I can understand the language.
"After that, we'll look in other places."
"I see."
Just like this the conversation quickly paused.
I don't know what to say.
"Here."
Just at that time the master of the bar left some cups in front of us.
There was steam coming out of the wooden cups left before us.
"It's service."
"Thank you very much."
Just as I realized, my throat was completely dry.
My hands were clenched tightly, and my palms were covered in sweat.
At the same time I realized my back and sides were awfully chilly.
My bangs were clinging to my forehead.
"Hey boy. I don't know the details, but.."
"...?"
"Please look at his face."
After hearing him say it I realized it for the first time.
I haven't looked at Paul's face even once.
Ever since the first time I avoided his eyes, not even once, I wasn't able to look at Paul's face.
I swallowed deeply and looked up at my father's face.
It was a face filled with worries.
It looked like it was going to cry at any moment.
It was a terrible face.
"What's with that face?"
"What do you mean what?"
Paul's face making a bitter smile was lacking energy.
Coupled with that expression, the cheeks that are sunken in, it looks like a different person.
However, I feel like I've seen a similar face somewhere before...
Where was it?
It was in the past.
The past.
I remembered.
I was looking in the mirror at home.
One or two years after I started secluding myself from being bullied.
While thinking I can still make it, but a time when I still couldn't allow myself to go along with my surroundings, and was too self-conscious.
I was too afraid to go outside, overcome with nothing but worry and impatience, it was my first unstable period I believe.
I get it now.
It's that kind of thing.
Paul is feeling insecure right now.
The people who he's looking for are still missing, no matter how long he waits no news will come, worrying, and worrying, maybe they were injured or something. Maybe they came down with some kind of illness. Or else, maybe they're already... Thinking that...
Worrying and worrying...
The one who finally showed up was me, since I was so different and easygoing from what he was imagining, he unintentionally got irritated.
Even I have such recollections.
That was soon after the time I started to seclude myself.
An acquaintance from the time I was in middle school came by to visit, he talked about various things from school.
Even though I'm this depressed, even though I'm this upset, he continued to tell me thoughtlessly about his life in school, I couldn't stand it and suddenly started to spit out severe words, venting my anger on him.
The next day, if he appeared again, I thought I would apologize to him.
However, he never came again.
I never went to him myself.
I had a strange pride.
I remembered.
This face is the face from that time.
"I have a proposition."
"Rudi?"
"It's this situation, we have no choice but to become adults."
"Yeah, well, certainly I don't think I'm greatly popular right now... What do you want to say?"
The inside of my heart suddenly cleared up.
I finally understood Paul's feelings.
After thinking that, it was simple.
Remember the past.
The time when Paul scolded me and I talked back to him with a strong tone.
In those days I thought he was a guy who couldn't be helped.
Twenty-four years old, he was still young as a father, so I thought it couldn't be helped.
It's been six years since then.
Paul is 30 years old.
Compared to me in my previous life he's still younger.
And then if you were to compare him to me in my previous life, he's still a splendid person.
I never did the things that I was supposed to do, only ever thinking about things to blame the other side.
I'm different from that time.
I swore that to myself.
Recently I feel like I've forgotten about it, but I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again and...
I swore that I would live seriously in this world.
The scale this time is much greater, but it's the same thing.
It's the same thing as six years ago.
We're repeating the same mistakes.
Even though we should have grown up, even though we should have advanced from before, we were just standing around in the same place this entire time.
In regards to that I will honestly reflect on.
And then above reflecting upon it,
"Let's start again, as if nothing happened yesterday."
I proposed that.
This time, I was hurt.
It felt like my heart was about to break.
I'm sure, in those days, my friend who was worried about me as well, felt like this.
And then, just like that with these feelings, he never appeared again.
I need to make sure that isn't the case this time.
My relationship with Paul, by no means should I let it be cut off.
"Yesterday, we never fought. Now, this moment, we are a father and child that have just been reunited for the first time in years. Let's go with that."
"Rudi? What are you saying?"
"It's fine, look, spread out your arms, now~"
"Ye-yeah?"
Paul just spread out his arms like he was told.
Then I jumped into that chest.
"Father! I wanted to see you!"
The smell of alcohol was floating in the air.
Right now he's sober, but he might be experiencing a hangover.
Or rather, I don't think he ever used to drink even a drop of alcohol...
"Ru-Rudi?"
Paul was bewildered.
I placed my jaw on Paul's shoulder and slowly said it.
"Look, it's your first time seeing your son in a long while, there's something you should be saying right."
While thinking it was quite the farce, I once again embraced Paul with all my strength.
His face had thinned, even his body I got the feeling that it had shrunk a full size.
My own body should have gotten bigger, but Paul had gone through some hardship, far more than me.
While continuing to be bewildered Paul let out the words...
"I-I wanted to meet you too..."
After I told him to say something, it seems like some kind of wall was torn down.
"I've missed you too... I've really missed you, Rudi... Always, no one was found, I thought everyone might have died... You are, after seeing your appearance..."
After looking up, Paul was shedding tears.
His face was distorting and crumpled.
A fully grown man shamefully broke down in tears and cried.
"Sorry, I'm sorry, Rudi..."
Somehow I ended up crying as well.
I patted Paul's back and after a little while we both were crying.
Just like this, after roughly five years I was finally able to be reunited with my father.
A little while after that.
Paul said something, but I couldn't think of anything good to respond to it.
Stiff responses with no thought just continued to be repeated.
Before anyone noticed, the only customers left were us.
Any time now, it wouldn't be strange for them to come and ask us to leave so they can start closing.
It seems Paul realized those signs as well.
"Rudi, what are you going to do from here on out?"
In the end that's what he asked.
"For the time being, I'll escort Eris to the Fedoa region."
"However, there's nothing left in the Fedoa region?"
"But, we'll still return."
We have no choice other than to return.
Phillip, Sauros, Ghyslaine as well, it seems no one has been found.
Even if we return there will be no one around.
However, we have no choice other than to return.
Why?
It's because that was the objective of the journey.
Realization of original intention.
First off we'll arrive in the Fedoa region, then look at the current state of affairs and confirm it with our own eyes.
After that, it would be alright if I head to the northern regions to search in Central Continent.
If we ask Ruijerd he could return to Magic Continent, and he could look in various places.
For the time being, it might be good to go to Begarrito Continent as well if I can understand the language.
"After that, we'll look in other places."
"I see."
Just like this the conversation quickly paused.
I don't know what to say.
"Here."
Just at that time the master of the bar left some cups in front of us.
There was steam coming out of the wooden cups left before us.
"It's service."
"Thank you very much."
Just as I realized, my throat was completely dry.
My hands were clenched tightly, and my palms were covered in sweat.
At the same time I realized my back and sides were awfully chilly.
My bangs were clinging to my forehead.
"Hey boy. I don't know the details, but.."
"...?"
"Please look at his face."
After hearing him say it I realized it for the first time.
I haven't looked at Paul's face even once.
Ever since the first time I avoided his eyes, not even once, I wasn't able to look at Paul's face.
I swallowed deeply and looked up at my father's face.
It was a face filled with worries.
It looked like it was going to cry at any moment.
It was a terrible face.
"What's with that face?"
"What do you mean what?"
Paul's face making a bitter smile was lacking energy.
Coupled with that expression, the cheeks that are sunken in, it looks like a different person.
However, I feel like I've seen a similar face somewhere before...
Where was it?
It was in the past.
The past.
I remembered.
I was looking in the mirror at home.
One or two years after I started secluding myself from being bullied.
While thinking I can still make it, but a time when I still couldn't allow myself to go along with my surroundings, and was too self-conscious.
I was too afraid to go outside, overcome with nothing but worry and impatience, it was my first unstable period I believe.
I get it now.
It's that kind of thing.
Paul is feeling insecure right now.
The people who he's looking for are still missing, no matter how long he waits no news will come, worrying, and worrying, maybe they were injured or something. Maybe they came down with some kind of illness. Or else, maybe they're already... Thinking that...
Worrying and worrying...
The one who finally showed up was me, since I was so different and easygoing from what he was imagining, he unintentionally got irritated.
Even I have such recollections.
That was soon after the time I started to seclude myself.
An acquaintance from the time I was in middle school came by to visit, he talked about various things from school.
Even though I'm this depressed, even though I'm this upset, he continued to tell me thoughtlessly about his life in school, I couldn't stand it and suddenly started to spit out severe words, venting my anger on him.
The next day, if he appeared again, I thought I would apologize to him.
However, he never came again.
I never went to him myself.
I had a strange pride.
I remembered.
This face is the face from that time.
"I have a proposition."
"Rudi?"
"It's this situation, we have no choice but to become adults."
"Yeah, well, certainly I don't think I'm greatly popular right now... What do you want to say?"
The inside of my heart suddenly cleared up.
I finally understood Paul's feelings.
After thinking that, it was simple.
Remember the past.
The time when Paul scolded me and I talked back to him with a strong tone.
In those days I thought he was a guy who couldn't be helped.
Twenty-four years old, he was still young as a father, so I thought it couldn't be helped.
It's been six years since then.
Paul is 30 years old.
Compared to me in my previous life he's still younger.
And then if you were to compare him to me in my previous life, he's still a splendid person.
I never did the things that I was supposed to do, only ever thinking about things to blame the other side.
I'm different from that time.
I swore that to myself.
Recently I feel like I've forgotten about it, but I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again and...
I swore that I would live seriously in this world.
The scale this time is much greater, but it's the same thing.
It's the same thing as six years ago.
We're repeating the same mistakes.
Even though we should have grown up, even though we should have advanced from before, we were just standing around in the same place this entire time.
In regards to that I will honestly reflect on.
And then above reflecting upon it,
"Let's start again, as if nothing happened yesterday."
I proposed that.
This time, I was hurt.
It felt like my heart was about to break.
I'm sure, in those days, my friend who was worried about me as well, felt like this.
And then, just like that with these feelings, he never appeared again.
I need to make sure that isn't the case this time.
My relationship with Paul, by no means should I let it be cut off.
"Yesterday, we never fought. Now, this moment, we are a father and child that have just been reunited for the first time in years. Let's go with that."
"Rudi? What are you saying?"
"It's fine, look, spread out your arms, now~"
"Ye-yeah?"
Paul just spread out his arms like he was told.
Then I jumped into that chest.
"Father! I wanted to see you!"
The smell of alcohol was floating in the air.
Right now he's sober, but he might be experiencing a hangover.
Or rather, I don't think he ever used to drink even a drop of alcohol...
"Ru-Rudi?"
Paul was bewildered.
I placed my jaw on Paul's shoulder and slowly said it.
"Look, it's your first time seeing your son in a long while, there's something you should be saying right."
While thinking it was quite the farce, I once again embraced Paul with all my strength.
His face had thinned, even his body I got the feeling that it had shrunk a full size.
My own body should have gotten bigger, but Paul had gone through some hardship, far more than me.
While continuing to be bewildered Paul let out the words...
"I-I wanted to meet you too..."
After I told him to say something, it seems like some kind of wall was torn down.
"I've missed you too... I've really missed you, Rudi... Always, no one was found, I thought everyone might have died... You are, after seeing your appearance..."
After looking up, Paul was shedding tears.
His face was distorting and crumpled.
A fully grown man shamefully broke down in tears and cried.
"Sorry, I'm sorry, Rudi..."
Somehow I ended up crying as well.
I patted Paul's back and after a little while we both were crying.
Just like this, after roughly five years I was finally able to be reunited with my father.
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