I had already asked her a few times, but somehow she distracted me and moved on to other topics. I felt there was something wrong with my mother's behavior as she tried to avoid that topic. When I asked her, my mother started talking about the weather, as always, but this time grandfather stopped her. “Naomi, I don't think hiding this from Ken will do him any good,” he said, looking at my mother sadly. My mother hesitated for a long time, but finally let out a painful sigh and called me to sit in front of her. “Your father, after you left for Kumamoto, started working in a road construction company. The pay was quite good and we hoped that we would be able to bring you home soon. Your father worked day and night every day, and he also had a good reputation in the company," Mother swallowed as if a large piece of stone was stuck in her body.