When I wake up, I always see you by my side, and the smile you show never fails to brighten my day. Even though we have grown old—I still perceive you as a strong young woman, still lazy. I cherish starting my day with you, cooking your favorite food. And in the midst of our joyful teasing, I playfully ask, " beautiful, is it delicious?" because I love seeing that expression on your face. Then after eating I go by and harvest my hard work, while I see you waving at me at the house. "a beautiful maiden that is waving and waiting for me". After when Im done, I went to our workshop and I Sculpt You and I, That I can hold with my hand—While you constantly look at me with that glistening eyes of yours—Curious, and amazed by how I sculpt you. Upon completion you hold my hand and run outside, up in the hill, While I watch the beautiful fields that match with you, and how you remind me of how you grew, along with the trees that we grew before our eyes. We sat by the bench that I made and looked to the horizon. The orange sun that illuminates the sky above, casting its warm embrace upon the world. "I promise that I will be with you till the end of the world, and without you, I will be missing a part"...... The sunset has now dipped down below the horizon, He look at his wife

"Seraphine, shall we make our way now? It's already night," he softly suggests. However, she responds with a subtle shake of her head, a gentle indication of her disagreement, and a gesture that conveys, "You may go without me."

"Alright," he responded with a smile. He went down the hill and arrived home, only to notice a car parked in front of his house. He slid open the door and found a woman sitting by the kotatsu. Upon closer observation, it was clear that despite her smile, she couldn't conceal her sadness.

"Who messed with my daughter?! Is it your husband? I knew it!"

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"Dad..."

He stormed towards the kitchen, retrieving the samurai sword he had concealed. "I was right about him-"

"DAD!" Her urgent shout interrupted her father, halting him in his tracks. Startled by her outcry, he turned his attention to his daughter. With a soft tone, she pleaded, "Dad, why don't you come and live with us already?"

"I thought your here to say hi to us...But it seems that you are here too to convince me." His voice change to moody, He stared at his daughter softer tone he said "Like I said, I won't leave until your mother a--"

"MOM IS DEAD!!"

A loud thud echoed through the room as her father forcefully struck the wall, leaving a visible impact

"Is there any reASON WHY WOULD, ALL OF YOU SAID THAT MY WIFE IS DEAD?!" He glared to his daughter and continued "ALL YOU, YOUR BROTHER, YOUR SISTER, AND EVEN YOUR MY BROTHER KEPT TELLING ME THAT SHE'S DEAD, HOW COULD YELL AT ME THAT WHILE YOUR MOTHER IS BESIDE YOU?!“

"DAD...PLEASE" her tears started to appear as she continued "...no one is there dad...." She paused and her tears started to pour out and said, "Just please.... Let her free..."

His voice crumbled into despair; each word weighed down by grief. "Why? Why? Why? WHY? She's not dead!! I kept telling you! She is not--" His words were abruptly interrupted by tears cascading onto his arm, and he realized he had been crying uncontrollably. Desperately, he wiped his tears away, but they kept streaming down his face. Overwhelmed, he stumbled backward until he hit a wall, sinking down to the floor in anguish. His daughter stood up, moved by his pain, but...

"Get out."

Her father's voice, filled with anguish and anger, refused her plea. She left the house, tears streaming down her face, but not before telling him, "If you need me, just tell me." Her departure left him alone with his thoughts.

As he sat there, a warm pat on his back surprised him, and he turned to see his wife embracing him. Confusion consumed him as he wondered how she had come here when he had left her on the hill. Questions echoed in his mind: Why couldn't his wife speak? Why couldn't his daughter see her? How was any of this possible?

A katana was lying on the ground