A few seconds later, they saw an elderly man with a wrinkly face, tan round-rimmed glasses, and a black wool hat appear on the screen.
He had a calm expression but there was a sharp look in his eyes, making it seem like he had a faint dominating presence.
"Hello… Zhao-san," Mika spoke to the computer screen.
"You can just call me Grandpa Zhao," Zhao Guanlou told her.
"Grandpa Zhao… right?"
The elderly man nodded as he looked at Mika. His expression suddenly became gentler.
"Mika, how old are you now?"
"I… I'm sixteen years old."
"Sixteen… back when I first met Akiya, he wasn't even sixteen yet… and yet time passes so quickly. His daughter is sixteen years old already." Zhao Guanlou sighed.
"Grandpa Zhao…" Mika didn't know what she should say to this elderly man reminiscing about his memories.
A period of silence fell between them.
"Are there others with you?" Zhao Guanlou asked after he finished reminiscing.
