episode_0008

“What are you doing, Dad? Come in quickly!”

The place my daughter took me to was none other than a costume shop.

“How are you, Dad? Does this school uniform look good on you?”

Minah was excitedly picking out clothes and trying them on herself.

“Uh…it suits me…ah…daughter, I’m sorry, but what are you doing here? Because my dad doesn’t know much.”

“Ah, Dad, don’t you know about places like this? This is a place where you can rent clothes you wear when playing at the amusement park!”

ah……

Then the reason why my daughter came dressed scantily…and why she told me to wear whatever clothes I wanted…

Are you trying to borrow clothes from here?

I looked around.

there is a problem.

I have nothing to wear.

The clothes here are all young people’s clothes.

There are no clothes suitable for people in their 40s like me.

It is true that I look young.

Although he is well past his 40s, unless he talks about it, it is common to assume he is in his early to mid 30s.

But you shouldn’t prepare for Mina.

Anyone can see that there is a big age difference.

“Minah…I think Minah has clothes to wear, but Dad doesn’t have clothes to wear.”

“Dad, you only have to wear what I choose!”

“That’s not it…Minaya…Dad is…”

At that moment, my daughter came striding in front of me.

“I was accepted to Korea University. You and your dad are classmates, right?”

“Yes…Dad is really happy.”

“Then, since you made Dad happy, you should grant my wish, right?”

“…Ah…yeah…right.”

“Dad.”

“…….”

Minah looks at me intently.

Times like this are the scariest.

righteousness.

logic.

Justification.

This is the face that appears when something like this is perfect.

“My wish is to have a uniform date with my dad at this amusement park.”

“…Okay, daughter.”

It was a game that had no choice but to lose.

**

The result that Minah took a long time to choose was a Japanese-style female school uniform.

It was a sailor uniform.

So do I know what it is?

Japanese style men’s school uniform.

This is Gakuran.

It is awkward.

No, I was so embarrassed.

School uniforms at this age…

“As expected, Dad looks good in clean designs!”

Needless to say, Minah was beautiful.

But I am the problem.

An old father wearing the same age school uniform as his just-adult daughter…

My face became hot.

“Thank you. Have you checked the return instructions? Have a great time.”

“Yes! Thank you for lending me the pretty clothes!”

Minah crossed her arms around me and greeted the store owner brightly.

The owner’s face was strange.

What should I say?

Should I say that it feels like I’m seeing something I can’t see?

It seemed like he misunderstood that it was a conditional meeting or something.

“Dad. Didn’t that owner look at you a little strangely? I feel bad. Right?”

“Hmm…I think it’s because Dad wears clothes that are inappropriate for his age.”

“No. matches well! My dad looks very young so there is no problem! It seems like no matter how much you grow up, the difference is only about the same age as your Chinese zodiac sign?!”

“…Still…”

Look around.

It seems like everyone is looking at us.

Those eyes.

It felt like a lot of pressure.

“Dad!”

Minah uncrosses her arms and stands in front of me.

“Why are you shy?”

“No…that’s……”

“Am I embarrassed?”

Minah is the daughter he cherishes more than anyone else and is proud of.

I can go around talking wildly, saying that this daughter is my daughter…that I am proud of.

“No!! What should I be ashamed of because my daughter lacks something? Just because I don’t have enough dad……”

Swish.

Minah hangs on my neck.

My face was diagonally connected to my daughter’s face.

“I’m not ashamed of my dad.”

“…well…but…”

“I’m a prouder father than anyone else.”

“…Minaya.”

“Thick-lined eyes and nose. Tall body with a strong body… I am so proud that such a wonderful man is my father, but my heart aches.”

Are you heartbroken?

What does that mean?

“Daughter…what is that…”

“But I changed my mind.”

Come on.

My daughter hugs my neck.

” When I think about it, Dad was already mine.”

I was a little confused.

What on earth does this mean?

“Daughter…so…that is…”

“So, Dad. Have confidence. Dad is the man I chose.”

Pook.

A fluffy daughter comes to me.

“If anyone says anything about us…I won’t leave it alone. Never.”

I felt strange.

What is your daughter saying now?

There was a sense of disconnect from the general conversation we had been having so far.

“Ta…daughter…so…that…”

side.

Mina’s lips touched my cheek.

“Dad! Be confident! I admitted it! Dad and I get along so well!”

Oh, I see.

My daughter…Minah gave me the strength not to be intimidated.

“Who says what? Couples worse than us are stronger and stronger! We are the best! Just wait and see, Dad! I will prove it!”

So that we can have fun at the amusement park without worrying about what others think.

Minah grabbed my arm and dragged me.

“I’ll show it to my dad. What I say is true!”

“Well…yeah. Okay, my daughter. Slow down a little…ah…it hurts.”

Where does such power come from?

As if I was being dragged, I was being led by Mina past the entrance to the amusement park.

**

-Are you ready? Look at the camera above! One, two, three!-

click.

-One more time~!-

click.

click.

The place I was led by Mina’s hand was none other than the place where sticker photos were taken.

Well…what should I say these days, not a photo studio?

Four cuts in life?

In my day, I just took pictures as if I was taking a 3-minute ID photo, but these days it’s completely different.

There was a camera at the front and above, so it was possible to take pictures from various angles.

“Now there will be a picture, Dad!”

“That…yeah.”

Something was out of my mind.

A world I don’t know.

In an instant, I was guided by my daughter’s hand, posed for something, and a picture was taken.

There was no way I was sane.

-Photo printing is complete-

Talk.

A picture came out of the machine.

“Now look. Dad.”

“Uh…huh?”

Me and Minah in the photo…

It suited me better than I thought.

“Am I right?”

My daughter’s confident voice.

It was true.

I may have underestimated myself too much.

My daughter and I in the photo got along better than I thought.

If you didn’t tell them that they were father and daughter, you would never know.

It felt like a couple with a slight age difference.

“I’m sorry, my daughter, because dad didn’t trust her.”

“No. Rather, I am grateful to my dad.”

Minah carefully put the photo into her small crossbag.

“Thanks to you, I was able to get such a precious photo.”

Again my daughter grabbed my arm and dragged me.

“Dad! Now let’s go on a roller coaster! really!! I really wanted to ride it!!”

I felt like I was going to be distracted the entire time I was with my daughter at the amusement park.

**

Roller coasters were popular back in my day, and they are still popular now.

It was a quiet amusement park on a weekday evening, but I had to wait 30 minutes for this roller coaster.

“Wow, I’m looking forward to it!! It’s my first time riding a roller coaster!!”

It was worth it.

A nightmare from when I was 6 years old.

I haven’t been to an amusement park even once since then.

Minah didn’t even go to the amusement park the school went to.

My daughter was working hard, as if she was trying to shake off all the trauma she had to endure at that moment.

“Dad, have you ever ridden a roller coaster?”

“Huh??Ah……”

I have something to honestly confess.

I’m afraid of roller coasters, so I’ve never ridden one.

But how could I say that in front of my daughter?

“Of course.”

“Are you scared?”

“Oh no? Not at all.”

width.

Minah is hugged.

“Then if I’m scared, I’ll just trust Dad! If I’m scared, should my dad help me? Got it?”

“Well…then!”

So we get on a roller coaster…

“Huh…Hhhhh!”

“Kyaaa~~!! I’m excited~~~~!!”

It was I who held my daughter’s hand tightly.

“Ahahaha!! Dad, I heard you rode a roller coaster? Why are you so scared? Are you a scary guy?”

“Well…it’s been a long time since I rode it…”

“It’s my first time! What do you do if you are more scared than the first person riding it?”

“Well…well…I didn’t know you could run between buildings so fast. Especially rotating 360 degrees with that leg in the center… Ugh…”

Minah made a face as if she had something to make fun of.

“From now on, my dad’s nickname is Jerbo.”

“Daughter…Please look at that…How brave of me to scare my father.”

“I’ll give it a try~~ Dad says I’ll give it a try~~~~.”

“You’re not a jerk…! My daughter didn’t understand!!”

“Then, try riding that.”

What Minah pointed to was a boat.

It is also a boat falling rapidly from a high place.

At least it won’t go as fast as a roller coaster, so it’ll be okay, right?

And that expectation was completely wrong.

“Huh? Are you falling from here??”

The boat slowly rose to a high place and the slow current for a while allowed us to observe the high place.

But…this is higher than I thought.

“Dad, aren’t you scared?”

“Well.. then! It’s not scary!”

“I don’t think so? Do you think it’s scary?”

“Oh…oh hahaha…oh…..hahahaaa!!!”

In an instant, I felt my entire body hit the floor.

At that dizzying moment, I reflexively grabbed the waist of my daughter sitting in front of me.

Wow!!

Water splashed into the boat, but not as much as expected.

That was the end of this short hell.

Just before getting off the boat, my daughter whispered in my ear.

“Dad…you’re strong.”

“Uh…huh?”

“No. Nothing.”

That’s how the hell experience ended.

“Dad, I’m going to the bathroom for a moment. Wait here.”

“Yes, please go.”

Phew.

Sighing, I sat down on the bench.

The amusement park at night was very beautiful.

Because it was a weekday, there was no one, which was nice.

It is interesting.

My honest impressions were fun.

Something made me feel like I had to do some service.

But…that wasn’t it.

I was enjoying it and my child was enjoying it too.

I thought I had come to the right place.

The school uniform, which was embarrassing… after seeing the picture, I thought it wasn’t that bad.

“This is happiness…I can’t ask for anything more.”

“Dad! It’s out!”

My daughter arrived sooner than expected.

Holding something in one hand.

“Huh? What is that?”

“Memories of my dad and I!”

What my daughter thrust in my face was…a slushie.

It also tastes like yellow pineapple.

Yes.

My daughter never forgot the pineapple slush I bought her when she was 6 years old.