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    “Dad! I bought slush! Just like the taste I had back then!”

    Yellow pineapple slush.

    Here it is called snow ice.

    It is a unique taste that is only sold at this amusement park.

    I’ve only tried it once, but it’s still unforgettable.

    Usually, slush ice has thick ice.

    But it’s really soft here.

    It feels like frozen soft foam.

    Combined with the sweet and sour pineapple flavored syrup, it provides a taste you will never forget.

    “Dad, it was delicious too, right? I really enjoyed it back then! Enough to forget everything!!”

    Ok.

    My daughter handed me the snow ice she bought.

    “Now! Dad, eat first!”

    It’s my daughter’s robe.

    You shouldn’t refuse it.

    “Thank you, daughter. I’ll eat well.”

    “Yes!”

    When I accepted the slush cup, I felt full of coolness.

    february.

    Although it was still winter, this indoor amusement park was hot, perhaps because it was well heated.

    Perhaps it was because I rode thrill rides in succession that the blood in my body was pumping quickly.

    A transparent straw was placed on top of yellow snow ice with a snow-like texture.

    “Dad, let’s make a bet.”

    “What bet?”

    “Suck a lot of snow ice at once! How are you doing, Dad?”

    It seems like my daughter wants something from me.

    okay. In that case, you should accept the bet.

    “Okay. Let’s do it.”

    “But there is a condition.”

    Minah took the slush cup from me.

    “What is it?”

    “There is no attention.”

    “Huh?”

    “I can already sense the pitiful look in Dad’s eyes! It’s clearly just to make sure I win!”

    ……

    How did know?

    My daughter was quick-witted.

    It was so fast.

    It’s a bet! It’s a game! It’s not fun if someone watches it!”

    “That’s right.”

    “Dad, does it feel good to play games with someone watching?”

    “That’s not true.”

    “Me too.”

    “So, Dad. Please do your best. I have fun!”

    The light shines in my daughter’s eyes.

    It looks like there are stars in it.

    …I couldn’t just give it a proper look and end it.

    “I understand. daughter. So what do you want to bet on?”

    “Hehe…it’s a secret.”

    “Then betting becomes no fun.”

    “If dad wins, I’ll give him a massage! But if I win…it’s a secret!”

    Frown.

    Minah winks and waves her index finger.

    “Isn’t this a little more thrilling?”

    This is indeed plausible logic.

    But no matter what, the father wants to give his daughter what she wants.

    How can I go unnoticed?

    “If my dad looks at me…I will cry.”

    “…Huh?”

    “I’m going to run out crying! Talking so that everyone can tell that my dad made me cry!”

    It’s a little…extreme…

    It felt a little strange.

    Seeing my daughter like that was somehow awkward.

    I looked at my daughter.

    I felt a little bit of anticipation and tension.

    Now I was wondering if a competition where you can eat a lot of slushies at once, which is not that big of a deal, is such a big deal.

    okay.

    Whatever the reason.

    Whether you understand it or not.

    What I need to do now is give my daughter what she wants.

    She said she didn’t want her daughter to look after her.

    Then you just have to adjust to that.

    And from my perspective, my daughter’s massage is quite exciting.

    “I understand. daughter. Because I’ll do my best. Please don’t do that.”

    Only then did my daughter’s face open wide.

    It feels like the tension remaining on my face is immediately relieved.

    Okay.

    Return the slush cup again.

    “Now! Dad first! If I do it first, they might look at it, so no!”

    I accepted the slush.

    The slushie was slightly melted due to the unintentional nervousness.

    It’s a little darker in color than the slush I had back then.

    As time goes by, the coloring used may have changed or the syrup may have become a bit darker.

    “Now~~! Players are requested to keep straws in their mouths!”

    Following my daughter’s instructions, I put a straw in my mouth.

    The slightly sharp end of the straw felt as if it would cut my tongue and had an inexplicable salt taste.

    “I said I would definitely get angry if I looked at it. no! He said he was going to leave crying! Absolutely not!”

    “Are you saying you don’t trust Dad?”

    I started to get the remaining air out of my lungs.

    After expelling as much air as possible, inhale the slush in one go.

    Don’t make it look like anyone is watching.

    Just like gangsters doing their best to fight against elementary school students.

    “Now…! Start!”

    Chuuup!

    The yellow liquid immediately started pouring into my mouth through the transparent straw.

    In this game, you must never leave the slush in your mouth.

    When you suck, you have to swallow the liquid through your throat as you suck it in.

    Otherwise you lose.

    Chuuup!

    Honey rice cake! Honey rice cake!

    The cold slush starts to go down your throat before you can even taste it.

    Perhaps because I ate something so cold at once, I couldn’t really taste it.

    “Cheer up! Cheer up!”

    Chuuup!

    The slush in the slush cup quickly decreased.

    “Oh Dad! I guess I could eat it all at once, right?”

    I think so.

    At this pace, I can definitely drink it all in one go.

    Chu…chuuu……

    Just a little…just a little more!

    “Oh…Dad…! Cheer up!! You can drink it all!”

    Whoop whoop!

    As I could see, the slush cup was empty of all its contents.

    “Kya…ah!”

    It felt like I took a single shot of beer.

    The inside of my stomach felt cool and I felt a little nauseous, but I held back.

    “Good! Dad drank it all!”

    Mina was so happy to see me like that.

    “Haa…haa…Dad, didn’t you look at it?”

    “Good job, Dad! I love it!”

    My daughter’s smile has a painkilling effect.

    The feeling of pain in my stomach and feeling like I was going to vomit disappeared in an instant.

    “Anyway, what should I do? Since Dad drank it all, I’ll buy another one!”

    …That doesn’t seem like a very good idea.

    I’m holding on thanks to my daughter’s smile, but it would be a big problem if she overexerted herself and got sick.

    “Daughter… If you eat as much as I do, your stomach will hurt… will you be okay? At this rate, I think Dad won…”

    “Hmm. It’s no fun like this.”

    Minah put her index finger to her lips and began to think.

    My daughter is a good girl who listens to everything I say, but sometimes she gets really angry at things that are focused on her.

    A negotiation plan must be presented before it is decided.

    It’s enough for me to have a stomachache.

    “My daughter. Even if I win, I can do whatever my daughter wants.”

    “…Really?”

    “Okay then. Of course.”

    “…Okay. If dad talks like that!”

    Daughter crossing her arms.

    At that moment, the slush almost went down my throat.

    “Dad, I’m hungry! Let’s go eat!”

    “Now…wait a minute, daughter!!”

    I had no choice but to be dragged by my daughter, who quickly grabbed my arm.

    **

    We came into a store selling steak in an open space next to the amusement park.

    Because there was a view of the amusement park there, there was a place selling expensive food.

    Of course, I came in because my daughter wanted to eat it.

    “Dad, I want to eat steak! Buy me a steak!”

    “Yes, yes. What would you like to eat? relief? Sirloin?”

    ” Sirloin! After all, beef is sirloin! Rare!”

    “Okay.”

    So I feel relieved. My daughter ordered sirloin.

    Cooked rare.

    “Let’s share a drink. There is no need to order two expensive ones.”

    Thankfully, my daughter even considers my pocketbook.

    “Thank you, my daughter. Thanks to you, my wallet will be a little fuller.”

    Minah smiled while looking at me.

    “Dad, are you feeling better inside?”

    From earlier, my daughter kept checking the condition of my face.

    I think I tried to go to the pharmacy first if my condition wasn’t good.

    However, as I walked, fortunately, I felt the slush hanging above me gradually lowering into my intestines.

    It was fortunate.

    Because if you pretend… the amusement park is over.

    “Thanks to my daughter’s concern, she is okay.”

    “Hihi. Thank goodness.”

    He took a bite of the pre-dinner bread, spread some butter on it, and brought it to my mouth.

    “It’s nice to come out and play with dad like this.”

    Yum.

    The bread my daughter gave me was delicious.

    The flavor of the warm bread and sweet melted butter was amazing.

    “Thank you, my daughter.”

    “Huh? What?”

    “Dad is doing well because of his daughter.”

    Mina looked at me bored.

    The soft smile spread softly, as if the aurora was moving.

    “I am truly grateful to my father.”

    My daughter holding my hand.

    “For raising me from nothing until I became an adult.”

    “…Because she’s her father’s daughter.”

    Mina’s face suddenly darkened.

    The atmosphere went down in an instant.

    “…Thank you, though.”

    Why are you doing this all of a sudden?

    “Steak came out.”

    “Now, let’s eat my daughter’s steak. If you eat well, you will feel better.”

    Even though it was a steak sold at an amusement park, it was quite expensive, so it was quite authentic.

    It’s perfect as long as it tastes good.

    I started by cutting my daughter’s steak and handing it to her with a fork.

    “Now, eat quickly.”

    “…Yes, Dad.”

    Yum.

    A large piece of steak is sucked in between Mina’s small, thick lips.

    Every time she was chewed, my daughter’s cheeks rose and fell repeatedly, as if drawing paper had risen.

    A smile spread across Minah’s face, which had become increasingly stiff.

    “Wow! delicious! Dad, try it too!”

    “Yes, yes.”

    I sliced and ate the steak that came with me.

    It was okay, just like Mina said.

    For an amusement park food, it was quite luxurious.

    It’s completely dark now.

    Darkness descended through the transparent glass ceiling.

    The more it happened, the more the indoor amusement park facilities shined.

    As if trying to resist the darkness.

    “Dad.”

    “Huh?”

    “I’m an adult now.”

    “That’s right.”

    “Then…are you really going to remarry?”

    Phew!

    I was so embarrassed by my daughter’s question that I immediately spit out the meat I was eating.

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