Issei Hyoudou is not in their lives… There is no child born between them.

“However, after living with him for eight years…”

“Little, little baby! Really, really!?” Dad, who came home from get off work, was taken aback after listening to his mother’s report in the kitchen.

After hearing this, Dad──with a determined expression on his face, he grabbed Mom by the shoulder.

“…I know! This time we must succeed! This time, we must do our best to give birth to this child!”

The teary-eyed mother nodded with a smile.

Next, the efforts of the two of them for the production and for the baby were presented one after another.

Dad began to read all kinds of related books again, and the number was more than before; Mom was very careful even about what she ate; The parents in the medical institution desperately protected the little life that came into their stomachs.

One snowy night, my dad visited a certain shrine barefoot.

“Please! God bless, god bless! May my wife give birth to the child safely!”

In the cold snowy night, my father went to the church again and again, bowing his head to pray for God.

“It doesn’t matter if I take my life! It doesn’t matter if the remaining life is cut in half! So, please bless the gods! Bless the child in my wife’s womb! Please! Please!”

Although his feet were gradually freezing, Dad kept praying to God.My father even did not hesitate to pray to gods and worship Buddha… also hope that the unborn child can be safe.

The seasons in the images change, and the spring comes when the earth is warming up.

Mom is lying in the hospital ward.Beside her is a newborn baby.

“It’s a little boy.” The nurse said to the dull father.

After a while, Dad finally came to his senses, and said to Mom on the hospital bed: “…Ah, that’s right… This is my child…”

“Yeah, it’s me and your baby… It took us eight years.”

The mother lying on the bed said this with emotion, and the nurse motioned for the father to hug the baby.

After the father took the baby, he looked at the baby in his arms, suppressed tears, and said with a smile: “…It’s the first time we meet, I, I am Dad.”

The baby’s gaze was fixed on the father’s face.At that moment, Dad let his suppressed feelings vent out without stopping.While weeping, he continued to smile at the little baby in his arms.

“…Thank you. Thank you for being in this world… really… thank you very much…”

The mother who was also in tears asked, “…Have you decided on a name yet?”

“…After thinking about it, let’s call it “Ise”.I hope he can be an honest person all his life. “

“…It’s really nothing new.” My mother said with a smile.

“This, this is the name I came up with after racking my brain!”

“Hehehe… But, this name is very resounding. Ise, Ise, my child.”

“That’s right, this is our child. Right, Ise?”

The images that followed gradually matched my memory.

One night, my dad read a story book to me who couldn’t sleep.My dad has nothing to do with animal stories. As long as it is a sad story, he will leave me and cry by himself.

One late night when my dad was on a business trip, my mom stayed up all night to take care of me who was suffering from high fever.As a result, Dad also ended his business trip early and rushed back.

When I was in elementary school, my father and I rushed to the finish line together in the parent-child three-legged project.Although we only got No.3 in the end, the three of us had lunch together next to the playground. The taste of fried chicken and omelet was unforgettable for me.

When I was in junior high school, my parents were inexplicably excited when I wore a uniform for the first time, and they took pictures in front of the school gate several times to commemorate it.I felt embarrassed at the time, but both Dad and Mom were happier than usual.

There is also the scene where I kept apologizing after I accidentally broke my dad’s beloved fishing rod, and my dad gently touched my head.

…the bland cheap tie they bought for Father’s Day, the crooked floral apron they sewed in home economics class for Mother’s Day, they still treasure.

Then, the last video is the young me in the corner of the department store with a face that is about to cry.

…I remember this incident.Our family of three went to a department store in the next county that I hadn’t been to a few times. At that time, I couldn’t help but be attracted by all kinds of novelties, and I separated from my parents before I knew it.

There were strangers walking up and down the aisle, which made me more and more afraid, but because of a certain agreement, I didn’t cry out loud in this situation.

If Mom and Dad are gone, go to any place with a big clock and wait there.

I kept this promise, and as soon as I stood in the square with the clock tower and waited, I saw my parents looking for me anxiously.

“Father—mother—!”

I couldn’t help but rushed to them, and my parents also found me, so the three of us hugged each other tightly regardless of the people watching.

“Oh! Ise! Dad is so worried!”

“Really, didn’t mom tell you not to run away!”

“I’m sorry—! I’m sorry—!”

I was crying and apologizing… Later, the three of us held hands tightly and never let go until we got home…

…I will never forget the warmth I felt from my hands at that time.

… Dad … … Mom …!

…I am a child born of their expectations and expectations.I don’t have any special bloodlines, and I’m not from a wealthy family, but for them, I, Issei Hyoudou, was a child who had been looking forward to with great difficulty.

What we have experienced must be the scenery that can be seen everywhere.