“It's me saying this, someone who's walked a difficult path. The best thing is to be with the ones you love.”

This is a humble, common sentiment from someone raised in an ordinary family. Iola calmly quieted his breathing and was buried in melancholic thoughts.

His smile, rarely, darkened.

“Walking the path of a scholar, disappointing my parents greatly, throwing away the perfect opportunity to marry Medlit, causing enormous losses, and to top it all off, pursuing free love and ruining even my last chance to contribute to the family... Is that what you’re saying?”

Even Iola would start feeling like, "Isn’t this a bit too much?"

“I may often betray my parents' expectations, but I wonder what it would be like to become a completely useless and frustrating child.”

He had worked hard to raise a son, but not only did he betray his parents’ expectations directly, but he also found himself in the miserable situation of having knocked his father down.

Not to mention committing crimes and becoming someone who couldn't return to Saha, and then, in an accident, refusing the marriage that had been arranged for him.

And now, if he were to marry a completely unknown woman, it was easy to imagine his father coming at him with a knife.

He would win, but he felt guilty for pushing his father into such a corner.

“It’s fine. I’ve lived without parents, so I know. It’s more peaceful that way.”@@novelbin@@

“I grew up under the protection and grace of the family, so I wouldn’t leave without a thought.”

Although it was a difficult reply to give, Iola dismissed it lightly.

“That’s already ruined the moment you came here. If you jump in and die, what would that mean?”

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