135-134 ◇ If love is the best way to drag down
I can't remember when.
By the time I can remember, I was already addicted to strategy videos.
Among them, the best looking one is the 【Brave man】.
The pinnacle among them is still my dad.
It doesn't matter how big or strong the enemy is, he never gives up. He never stops. They kept fighting and fighting and fighting, and it was always the fathers who stood at the end.
-- Oh, how cool they were.
My fathers are strong and good looking.
My mother told me that they were once ranked number one in the world.
It's a good thing that I'm a child, I couldn't help but feel proud. His father is the world's strongest 【Brave man】.
Just saying he's a bit powerful is enough to make his father proud, and there is no father I can be more proud of than this.
It was good at first.
But little by little, things began to appear that distorted it.
A friend, for example. Somewhere along the line, whether my parents heard about it or not, more and more people started talking shit about my father.
It's a good thing that you're not going to have to worry about it.
There were many mindless words hurled at me.
My father's bragging about me was depressing, even if it was one thing.
I couldn't tolerate it.
I don't care if I'm the one to beat around the bush. I didn't care if I was wrong. If I'm wrong and they're right, I say I'm sorry. That much is disciplined.
Just so. It was so sad to see something I love being put down with mindless words.
I asked my dad.
A proud father who quit being an adventurer and took up some apprenticeships to live with his family.
Why did you quit, I asked him.
Why didn't you aim for first place again?
Your father would be a [Indomitable Brave Man]. No matter how strong [Storm Brave] was, if he hadn't given up, he could have become the first place again.
My father said.
''I could have done a much more important job than a brave man.''
And.
Patting me on the head.
The kid knew that the job was to be a father.
So what is it then?
The strongest and bravest man in the world has just come into the world and has retreated from the line.
There are shitty comments on videos posted, countless unspoken slanders etched on the message boards, and even the neighborhood kids are making fun of their fathers.
Even if he doesn't have any spirit arts, even if he's not young, even if he doesn't have any glamorous looks or skills.
Even though my father is strong.
Why can't people admit that? Why isn't that enough?
Winning is what makes you brave.
My father has done his part, and he's risen to the top, and even now, there are many who come to his house looking for him.
But only a few understand.
The majority of ordinary people don't even remember my father, or if they do, they look down on him.
It's probably because there are too many things of value to them other than strength.
Ah, yes. I get it. That's all right.
If it weren't for me, your father would have gone after first place again. He would have done it.
The only person who stood in the way of that was me.
The only person I hated most was myself.
But I can't turn back the clock in spite of my regrets.
I tried my best to think of a way to turn back the clock. Then I had an idea.
You just have to prove it.
Just stay strong. It's the job of a party of heroes to win in the end with their friends.
Gather a strong, dependable crew.
We don't care what people think of us, we don't care what they think of us.
A childhood friend who has a [Destroyer] who has shown a willingness to fight with me.
Without succumbing to the public's reputation, the [Black Mage] continues to strive to build up victory even after being kicked out of the party.
He continues to gather friends and conquer dungeons.
You don't need spirits. It doesn't matter what they look like. I don't care what your job title is. I don't care about trends.
Just win.
When an uncle named Fellows or something like that came to talk to me, I thought it was an opportunity.
I'm going to attack with the party that is currently sitting at the top of the table.
There's no better time to prove my strength.
My mother was worried, but she didn't stop. My father had a complicated look on his face.
Neither of them knew what I wanted.
'Leme, I guess I'm not going to make it after all?'
In front of me is a potential companion, [Black Mage], Leme-san.
I managed to get him to make time for me via Aerial.
Me, wearing a hat with a brim in one direction with my eyes deep in it, and Reme-san, wearing the hood of his robe.
We're sitting opposite each other in a small coffee shop.
The seating area is less than half full, but I don't mind the quiet atmosphere.
'I've got some work to do,'
'Yeah, that one. I'm curious, but I knew you weren't in any of the parties.
After he dumped me, I did my own research. But I only asked Uncle Fellow about it.
'I guess I'm at the stage where I just decided to get in. I'm not going to tell anyone, so just tell me which party you're going to.
Leme-san just gives me an apologetic look, but doesn't answer me.
I have a nagging doubt in my mind.
"No way, you're having a baby?
Reme squirts out a mouthful of tea.
'This, child...? No, I'm not there. Why again?
Looking at him, it seems he's not lying.
''It's not that.......I was wondering if he's going to disappear for the same reason as some [brave man].
He said his dream was to be a brave man. I don't want him to turn down his dream because he had a child or something like that.
At that word, his expression becomes serious.
''Well, you know. Wraith-kun.
What is it, Mr. Leme?
Do you know ... [The Indomitable Warrior]?
Oh, I noticed. Yeah, dad.
On the surface, I think he's able to goof off, but inwardly he's poised.
I don't think someone like him would say anything bad about my father, who reached first place through hard work, but I'm still wary of him.
''I see. Well you know what, I'm a big fan of his. I'm not sure if I would have become a hero if I hadn't seen his videos.
Yeah, thanks for that.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
If it wasn't for me, he would have been able to watch a lot more of his father's attack videos.
Leme said his next words hesitantly.
'Maybe you're going to fight to prove that your father's methods were not wrong?