Knock! Knock!
Kazuya pursed his lips tight while retracting his hand from the wooden door. His eyes sank as his spirit went down.
So many things happened today. He didn't want to burden anyone with the problems but, it seemed like his only nephew had already caught what he was hiding.
Even after he stood in front of the door, he didn't know how should he bring up the subject.
The door remained close even after he waited for a few minutes.
Kazuya opened his mouth and asked heavily, "Izumi, didn't you want to ask about your father?"
A faint sound of a chair being pushed on the floor slipped in between the narrow gap of the door frame. A few seconds later, the door was finally open from the inside. Izumi poked his head out. His whole face was tight, showing how uneasy he felt.
The two men, big and small, gazed deeply at one another.
Kazuya lifted up one corner of his lips, "Can I come in?"
