The wind and rain came again. The two of them were like a boat that kept swaying, rising and falling without stopping.
Time passed in a blink. Another five years passed. A voice always sounded in the morning every day. "Mother! Mother!"
"Hm." The woman, who was still very tired, moved her body. The man next to her slowly opened his eyes and held her even tighter. "That kid again…" The man sighed. After a while, another young voice sounded outside the door. "Brother… Brother…"
The man curled up his lips and smiled. He lay down in satisfaction and stepped into his dream again with the woman he loved in his arms. It was great to have a daughter. At least that kid had something to do.
