Chapter 231 – 231. He Stepped Into the Realm of the Elves…
Father. I don’t know about other families, but in my family, the father is quite reticent and stubborn.
I still don’t have much interest in my father, who was so cold-hearted that he isolated his children in the mountains, but I felt like I should know what he was doing when he was alone.
“Father. Why are you alone in your room every day? Sometimes you have to spend time with your mother.”
When I see my father, I think of the past, Om shrinks and the smile disappears.
“I’m fine, take care of my mother. Father, Mother suffered a lot because of you. As the head of the household, please take care of your mother as well.”
Anyway, the father I see now is a person from the past.
No matter how much I say it now, I can’t hear it, see it, or touch it, but the dissatisfaction and pain that have accumulated little by little are still whispering somewhere in my heart.
“Father, why did you train me like that? To be honest, I don’t think it means much just because I say it now, and I don’t know what kind of feelings my current father must have felt, but I can’t tell others that I grew up in that environment. That’s how painful it was for me.”
My father, who couldn’t hear me at all no matter how much I spoke, just sat in a chair in silence and started writing something.
“Why are you writing so hard? At that time, it means that you should pay more attention to your family. What are you in such a hurry for?”
When I think about the time I was in an accident, my father had an expression full of regret, as if all his hard work had gone to waste.
I cautiously approached behind my father, who was just pouring his attention.
Approach with the steps and breathing you have learned and see what the hell you are doing…
“Diary…?”
My father, who was engrossed in solitude, unexpectedly picked up a pen and was writing diligently.
What are you writing If this is what you’ve been doing in your room so far, it also means that you value your family more than anything else.
After writing the entire diary, my father opened the drawer and found identical notes filling the drawer.
After tidying up, the father let out a small sigh and closed his eyes for a moment to soothe his fatigue.
Work, training, and being locked up in a room like this is the daily life of a father I know.
If you’re going to live like this, let your mother go.
“My mother always wants to go for a walk with my father. Do you know?”
You wouldn’t know.. If you knew, she would have opened the door to her heart at least a little bit.
My mother had a past where she thought about why she married someone like this many times.
-Smart
– “Honey, eat.”
“Whoa…”
My father woke up at the sound of his mother knocking and got up from his seat once again with a small sigh.
For reference, my father is taller than me and has considerable muscles.
It’s only natural that he’s almost 190cm tall, but he doesn’t seem to be pushed anywhere because of his taciturn attitude and always dissatisfied appearance.
What’s more, I’ve said everything about being a father when I was 10 years younger.
Before my father left, he opened a small chest of drawers, put a small notebook on the desk, and walked out the door.
What is it? I had never had a proper conversation with my father before, so today I learned that my father had a hobby of writing a diary.
I won’t get caught, but I instinctively looked back and confirmed that my father wasn’t there, put my hand on the small notebook he had left on it, and slowly opened it.
“This…”
After seeing the contents, I sat down in my father’s chair and quietly began to read the small note.
—-
“…What are you doing?”
“I’m hungry aaaaa…”
-What? Cluck cluck?
Looking at Everuna, who was sitting in the corner and suffering from hunger, hugging Kwyul, I realized belatedly that I only had what I ate for breakfast today.
“I’ll make you full later”
“Really? Really really!!”
-Jjamjjajjjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajjajja, jjajjjajjajjana?
Now, the family members are doing their own thing after eating.
In the past, I went back to my room, his mother took care of the house, and my father also entered his room at the right timing.
“No. Stay a little longer”
“Why eh eh eh ~~”
I thought while reading the note my father left behind.
The ordeal of the earth. That..
-Kiik..
“Yumma, when you’re young, you have to eat and play, dude”
My past, exhausted and starting to fall asleep right away.
It’s my past, so it’s already been prophesied, but I can say at least cheer up.
It’s kind of funny what I do to myself… And soon after, an unexpected person starts quietly opening my door.
“Father..?”
My father came in at the right time for me to fall asleep in the past.
What are you trying to do? I was a little scared, but as far as I remember, there was no such thing as a past where something happened while I was sleeping.
“Kang Si-ho”
“…”
“Kang Si-ho”
“Father. You don’t have to wake up a sleeping child.”
My father dared to call me by name as I fell asleep in my bed.
Unlike usual, with a calm and friendly voice… I was a little puzzled because it was different from my father, who usually showed a strict atmosphere.
“Kang Shi-ho, try your best. This is all I can do… I think this is all I can give.”
“Father…”
“Be strong. Become a person who can help not only yourself but also those around you.”
“Father..”
“You are a player. Like me…”
Although she asked her mother when she was young, she knew little about his father’s past.
She said that she had received a lot of help from what she heard.
She said, “I read the notes her father put up. I also read other things in the chest of drawers. I can use the speed reading my father taught me.”
“…”
“My father knew I was going to become a player, so he taught me this… Rigorous training.”
Before leaving my father’s room, I read a small notebook and immediately read the notebook in the drawer.
It’s the contents of a diary that is absolutely not here… It’s like reading a novel.
It was all the content at the time of becoming a player.
And what you were writing just now was about me.
“My father, unlike me, started in the East Continent. I heard that the Huin people are in the East Continent.”
“Kang Si-ho”
“I am listening. Father”
“How is it there? Are you eating well?”
“Yeah… I already have a family aside from food. And there are colleagues who follow me. I was able to keep it thanks to your teaching.”
“Don’t forgive this father”
“Yes, I will not forgive you. The past me was the trauma itself.”
“I see… I’m sorry. If you go unprepared, you will have a hard time, so I treated you rather strictly.”
“Still, you went too far.”
“It’s good to see you looking healthy. I would have done my duty”
“Yes…”
Emotions that have endured from the past until now come up.
I hate my father. But..
“Father”
“Why is that, son?”
“When I was young, I… Ah… I liked it best when my father… Carried me on my back.”
“Then… I guess I should try too.”
“Yeah… I trained very strictly and the piggyback was so good. What is it… Haha…”
“I am very sorry. I wanted to tell you this.”
“Father..”
“My son cries a lot even when he grows up”
“Yes… Yes yes… I’m a crybaby… Did you train me knowing that?”
“Thank you for growing up healthy”
“Haha… Thanks to my father.”
“Son”
“Yes, Father”
“Love. I will always support you so keep working hard. Get what you want with the things you’ve worked hard for so far. Protect others and be acknowledged. And sometimes when it’s hard and exhausting, family is the best.”
“Yes, I will keep that in mind.”
“I’ll train you to the point where there won’t be any problems. It will be very difficult, so be prepared.”
Haha… Your father is strict. Are you saying that even though the person who suffered the pain is right in front of you?”
“Son”
“Yes, Father”
“I love you more than anyone else.”
—-
“Uh? Another white space… Why are you crying!?”
– Kwy! Kwy! Jjureuk jjureuk!
“I’m happy”
“Is that so!?”
It feels like the things that have accumulated so far are being washed away.
Not physically, but mentally, it felt like a heavy burden had been lifted as the stuffiness disappeared.
-How is it?
“Earth, you must have known my father.”
-Rather than acquaintances, he’s just a small child who set foot here.
“Surely..”
In the notebook my father left behind, he wrote down his events, achievements, and other information in another world, but some of them were written like this.
‘I am the first human species to set foot in the realm of the elves,’ he said.
