80 Episode 60: Even without words ─ ─

After licking the candy and going to the sheriff's office, the girl's mother was suddenly making a search request.

The girl ran away when she saw her parents' faces, and her mother held the girl with tears in her eyes.

After saying goodbye to the girl who often waved her hand with a smile at her mother, the two of us went back to the city.

Although there was only a little time, the girl missed her daughter a lot. It was a lot of fun for the young lady to walk with the girl in hand.

"That's good. Meet your mother properly."

"... oh, I see."

It took me a while to hit the gavel on a girl who was purely happy that her parents and children could resume.

Shit, that's not okay.

It is too late to realize my mistake. When I look at my daughter sideways, I see a shadow in her happy appearance just now. He looked as if he had failed something.

There is a strange atmosphere lying between us walking side by side. It seems to be a lie that I have been exalted since I met my daughter.

But you can't keep quiet forever.

From the beginning... I should have been ready. That's when I first met my daughter that day. Until now, it was just a miraculous reunion. I just recognised it in the words of a girl.

I made up my mind and asked my daughter.

"Hey, lady. You."

"... the words I just said are true"

The young lady said as if she rejected my words.

Without looking at me, my daughter reads the script as if it were monotonous.

"It's not official yet, but... in the near future, I'm going to be engaged to someone my father decided to be."

"Well... what am I supposed to say?"

"Surprised...?

…………

I can't help but nod.

It was clear that the opponent was a high ridge flower. However, it is particularly shocking to find out that there is an actual opponent in the high ridge flower. There is no way that a blessing can come out in such a state of mind.

"─ ─ Since I was born a daughter of nobility, I knew that my marriage was not in line with my will."

"Don't you... think I don't like it?

"I was more prepared to give up before I refused. I've been educated like that for a long time. I felt like I had no choice."

The young lady smiled bitterly. Even such a face looks beautiful. But my chest hurt so tight.

"But for now, I just don't like it."

She held my hand.

"Just walking with you. No one wants me, no one wants me to force me, and I can stay on my own. I can do what I want. This is how I can hold your hand."

Even if it was decided to let go.

Even if they were destined to leave.

Never let go of the hand you held at this moment.

I felt that the intention had been conveyed.

That's why I took her hand back.

Eventually, it will be someone's hand.

Only this moment is mine.

"... you may have noticed already.... I have two lovers."

"I've heard from the craftsmen."

I thought it was superfluous, but it's only natural that I don't deserve to scold that grandfather.

Fortunately, the lady didn't say no to my words. I didn't know what was in my heart, but I kept going.

"Both of you, you're such a good woman to me. I've decided to be absolutely happy."

I feel like I'm saying the worst. But this is like some kind of kejime.

Against those two. And to your daughter.

"But"

I looked into the eyes of the woman walking straight next door and said:

"For now, it's not anyone's. I'm the only one."

"... yes"

My nodded daughter's fingers clasped with strength.

─ ─ For now, my hands belong to my daughter.

I didn't say anything clearly.

But we understood each other's thoughts.

We already have a partner for each other.

Still, now it's just us.

Eventually we stopped.

That's the bridge that broke up with your daughter before.

I didn't show you, but nature and the two legs came here.

"It's over..."

"Yes, it's over..."

My daughter and I let go.

Which one let go first? It was probably almost simultaneous. I want you both to cut it off while embracing fame.

Then we broke up with each other laughing as much as we could.

The second miracle closes the curtain.

We do not look towards each other, but we walk out praying for each other's happiness.

I exchanged memories with each other before. There is no such thing this time.

But there was something I exchanged.

I'm the one who cares about your daughter.

My thoughts are with your daughter.

Maybe it would have been better if we hadn't met.

My parting from her feels even more painful. You'll keep tickling deep inside your chest for as long as you want to.

But I think so.

This chest pain is the strength of her thoughts.

If that feeling persists with her.

I know it's selfish, but I'm glad.

And if your daughter has the same feelings as me.

I don't think anything stuck to my chest is bad either.

Whew, but...

Suppose a third miracle were visited.

At that time, I was...