Farewell

"Come, come, sit down first, let me analyze it for you."

Keiko reluctantly sat down on the sofa, pulled by the force that was Makoto pulling her, and said with a look of disgust, "Speak!"

"Calm down first. Look at Shiro, isn't he being ostracized by almost the entire village?"

"That's why we should help him even more!"

"But Shiro doesn't want us to help him. He doesn't want this matter to involve us, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed away from home this time."

"It's alright for now, the neighbors are helping us cover it up, but if you go too often, it will attract their attention, and that's not what Shiro wants."

"But I'm really worried about Shiro. How can he live alone in this situation? He might not be able to buy food, he might not be able to buy toiletries, he might..."

As she spoke, Keiko burst into tears, "He's just a child."

Makoto gently hugged Keiko, patting Keiko back as he said, "Alright, I know you're worried about him, but Shiro is a ninja, these things won't be a problem for him, so don't worry."

"Think of it this way: if we expose our relationship with Shiro, then what you just said will become the very thing we're going to encounter. At that point, you'll be just as worried about Shiro as you are now."

"Shiro is a ninja; he's on a mission. Do you think it's appropriate for him to be distracted and worry about us while on a mission?"

"So stop crying, listen to me, don't go tomorrow. We'll only upset him. If you really want to help, then manage Shiro's Herb Garden better." After saying that, Makoto wiped away Keiko's tears.

"I understand, I won't go tomorrow. Can I go every now and then?"

"No, we need to wait for Shiro to inform us first. We don't know anything about the ninjas, so let's not cause him any trouble, okay?"

"Okay, I'll go put my bag away now. You eat up."

"Okay, by the way, pour me some wine after you've put it away."

"It's gone!"

"No, what happened? Didn't we just buy it yesterday?"

"It's expired, ugh!"

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Seeing Keiko like this, Makoto silently lowered his head and ate his food. What else could he do? If he kept talking, the food he had just prepared would go bad.

After Makoto his meal, he sat on the sofa for a while before getting up and going to his study to prepare for tomorrow's work.

"Whoosh~"

After Makoto the door open, he paused slightly, glanced at Keiko in the kitchen, said nothing, closed the door with a normal expression, and went inside.

When did you arrive?

"Not long after, just as you arrived, around the time your mom scolded you." Shiro flashed his husky-like grin again, with a hint of mischief.

"It's all because of you, you brat!"

"Tch, so what if you're a coward? Why make so many excuses?"

"I've told you so many times, this is love, not fear!"

"Alright, alright, whatever you say goes. Thanks anyway, Dad."

"Heh, why say so much? I'm your father. By the way, you didn't come here to see me embarrass myself, did you? So, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just came to see you all. I'm leaving the village for training in a couple of days, and I won't be back for a long time."

Hearing this, Makoto silently looked at Shiro, and after a long while, said, "Sigh~ How long will it take?"

"Uncertain, it depends on the progress of cultivation."

"Oh, that's good. With so many rumors circulating in the village, it's good for you to go out and lay low for a while."

"Um."

"Aren't you going to talk to your mother about it?"

"No, you know Mom's personality. If she finds out about this, she'll be worried sick."

"Ha, aren't you afraid I'll be upset because I'm worried about you? You heartless little brat."

"Hehe, Dad, you're a reasonable person, I believe you."

"Okay, then be careful."

Yes, it will.

After saying that, the father and son sat facing each other, saying nothing, just sitting there quietly.

After a while, under Shiro's curious gaze, Makoto up and took out a bottle of wine and two glasses from a hidden compartment in the bookshelf.

"Dad, what's this??"

"Don't tell anyone. This is good wine that your Uncle Jiro and I saved up to buy. Don't let your mother know."

"Uh, so Dad, you and Uncle Jiro didn't come in here for work before, you were drinking?"

"Occasionally, occasionally, come over for a drink with my son and me." He said this while Makoto the wine.

"Um, Dad, I'm too old to drink."

"Come on, you've had enough to drink? Stop pretending, I've seen it several times." Makoto rolled her eyes.

"I was at a gathering with friends, I had no choice but to."

"Okay, I know everything. Come on, have a drink with me."

"Sigh, okay."

However, just as Shiro was about to pick up his wine glass, the door suddenly opened.

"You left something behind?" As soon as the door opened, Keiko saw Makoto drinking with his head held high. She smiled and said, "Honey, your way of working is quite unique."

Upon hearing Keiko's voice, Makoto looked towards Shiro's location, but Shiro had already slipped away using Ninjutsu when he heard footsteps outside the door. By the time Makoto looked over, Shiro was already gone.

' Ninjutsu is really convenient.' Makoto thought enviously as he looked at Shiro's now empty seat.

However, Makoto forgot there was still someone there.

"Emiya Makoto! Aren't you going to explain yourself?!"

At this moment, Makoto finally realized what was happening and quickly said, "Keiko, let me explain."

However, it's obviously too late. When a woman asks you to explain, she already doesn't want to hear it anymore.

Therefore, it was Makoto a tragedy.

"Keiko, I was wrong."

"No, you're not wrong, I'm the one who's wrong. I'll go buy you some wine right now."

"No need, really no need, I've already quit."

Just kidding, how could he really dare to let Keiko buy alcohol? You know, Keiko buys alcohol from the hospital!

There's only alcohol there, no wine!

After being burned a few times, Makoto no longer believed Keiko's words and went to the hospital to buy alcohol and the pharmacy to buy cigarettes.

Who would dare take this?

Therefore, the Makoto strategy is very clear: no matter what tricks Keiko uses, just admit defeat, and one act of surrender will solve all your problems!

However, to his relief, Keiko did not see Shiro, and their plan had not failed.

Meanwhile, the Shiro, whom Makoto longed for, was sitting on the roof of his house, quietly listening to the noise from inside the room, a slight smile on his lips. Well, this time it wasn't the husky's wicked smile, but a normal smile.

He wasn't worried that they would fall out because of this. They had been married for decades, and it was normal for them to have little squabbles. After all, a fight was a sign of affection, and he actually quite liked the atmosphere; it was very warm and cozy.

And so, Shiro sat quietly on the rooftop, listening to their arguing inside the house, before finally leaving.

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