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When I started dating him, I noticed something.
He is not frivolous; he cannot leave someone in need.
He helps them no matter how big or small the nature of the problem.
Once he got to know them, he could not overlook them.
He had such a strong sense of justice.
That is why people gather around him.
When everyone showed him respect, he would always say, [I’m not such a great guy.]
I was happy.
He also wanted me to give him a little more attention, but I liked his strong sense of justice.
We continued our relationship and got married right after graduating from college.
We were struggling financially, but we put our feelings first.
The following year, we had a child.
I had nothing to show for it but my studies, but now I had a treasure.
Raising a child was hard work, but fun.
He also loved children, and we went to many places on his days off.
If you ask me what happiness is, I will answer by recalling those times.
As time went by and our son turned 5 years old, he spent more and more time looking at his cell phone.
When I tried to talk to him, he was curt, and he spent less and less time playing with our son.
I wondered if it was a woman’s nature.
I thought his behavior was suspicious, so I left my child with my mother and followed him.
And then I saw him.
Kanna was in the cafe he entered, and they were facing each other and talking.
I was filled with anger like I had never felt before.
That night, after my son went to bed, I questioned him.
He confessed and explained in detail about his current situation with her.
He told me that her husband was beating her, that she was asking him for help, and that she had no one to turn to but him.
And,
“Please ! I can’t let this go on, it’s destroying her ! I can’t just stand by and let it happen !””
He begged me with his head on the desk.
I couldn’t say anything if he did that.
I agreed because my friend Kanna was in danger.
I was really worried about Kanna, so I contacted her.
Just be patient for now.
In a little while, we will be happy again.
That’s what I thought at the time.
However, even after a few months, Kanna’s problem was not resolved, and he was discussing it with her in between work.
It became normal for him to be away from home on his days off.
“……Still not finished?”
“Sorry, but we’re almost done working things out. Then the three of us will go out again.”
When I couldn’t bear to listen, he said with a kind smile.
Yes, he is desperate too.
I have to be patient.
And so I continued to keep the lid on.
And then the time came.
“I actually met Kanna’s daughter today.”
Three days later, he said with a smile.
“She’s a strong girl. She’s doing her best to protect Kanna in spite of the poor conditions she’s living in.”
He seemed to be truly happy and contented as he spoke.
Looking back, I think he was just happy that his friend would be free in a short time and that he could help both mother and child.
But at the time, I was at my limit.
“Enough !”
I shouted at him, and he stopped moving.
Once I raised my voice, there was no stopping.
“If you have time for other people’s daughters, make time for your own son !”
“O-other people…Kanna is your friend, right?”
“Yes, she is my friend ! But we are family…….”
Those are the words I’ve been holding back for so long.
He turned his head apologetically when he heard them.
“……Tomorrow, the three of us will go out together.”
“Tomorrow, that’s……”
“I promise.”
It’s all right.
I’m sure he’ll understand.
Just one day tomorrow.
Just stay with me tomorrow, and I’ll be fine.
The next morning he was already out.
On the table was a piece of paper with ‘Sorry’ written on it.
When I saw it, something inside me snapped.
“Yes, that’s just like you.”
Even if you have someone you love, if someone is in trouble, you help them.
I should have liked such a sense of justice, but now I hate it.
I hate Kanna because I feel like she took him away from me even though we are supposed to be friends.
“……Where did I go wrong?”
Should I have waited until things were over?
Should I have just been patient and not said anything?
I’m sure it won’t change.
My heart was much smaller than he thought.
That night, I presented him with the divorce papers.
He signed the papers without a word.
I guess he thought it was his responsibility.
I gave him custody.
I thought I would put my son through a hard life if I didn’t.
I still go to that town sometimes.
To meet my son, whom I have never seen since then.
Praying for such a miracle.
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“My name is Mitsui Kenshiro.”
My daughter brought a boy with her when the summer was over and the weather was getting a little cooler.
I thought it was a dream.
I wondered if such a miracle could happen.
I dropped the package I was holding in my hand on the floor.
“Hey ! Are you okay !?”
A boy and another girl rushed to pick up my luggage.
“I see.”
No wonder I couldn’t remember.
He was only five years old when we split up.
“Mom !? What’s wrong !?”
“Eh?”
My daughter told me, and I realized that my vision was blurred.
A drop of water fell on my hand.
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