The storm really came.

The torrential rain that began in the early hours of the night showed no sign of stopping until the morning of the next day, making it impossible for all the clansmen who had gathered at the Miyamoto Mansion to leave. The mountain road is long and the cliffs are steep, and if there is a landslide or a tire slippage, it will be a natural disaster.

Breakfast was spent in a dull atmosphere of both subjectivity and objectivity.

The old man was really injured by the illness, and although he went downstairs for breakfast on time, his appetite was really poor, and he was much weaker than usual. He also had a bad temper, especially not forgetting the gaffe of the eldest daughter when she saw him yesterday, which made everyone's breakfast silent, for fear that he would touch his brow.

But now that the old man has been able to go downstairs to eat, some heavyweight questions have to be thrown out anyway, such as Moko's stepfather, the young Miyamoto Tomoya asked that question with great concern - about the trigger of the disease, can you remember any possibility?

There must be a reason for the sudden increase in blood sugar content, right?

At this time, I have to mention another person, who rushed to Tokyo with the Miyamoto clan in Shizuoka last night, and then returned from Tokyo and lived in the Miyamoto Residence.

The family's personal doctor, Toshio Nagasawa.

He is now also a guest at the table.

"In fact, there is a great possibility that a small amount of sugar gradually ingested on weekdays has an explosive effect after accumulating in the body for a long time."

"It wasn't a sudden ingestion, so even if you asked me in detail, no one would be able to answer it," he explained. The recipe of the head of the family is prepared by me, and from Monday to Sunday, the category and dosage of breakfast, lunch and dinner are all you need to know by asking Shino-san. Since it's a combination that lasts for months, maybe it's because of my recipes, which slowly build up some of the humble sugar intake. ”

"You're too much of a reproach, Dr. Yongze."

This is the relief of grandmother Chiyo: "We have read all the recipes you have matched, and we have looked for nutritionists to verify them. Slowly accumulating sugar or something, and it's not a dripping stone wearing that kind of thing, where did the sudden outbreak come from? ”

All in all, the whole breakfast was spent in this one atmosphere. Some people are responsible for self-blame, some are responsible for comfort, some are responsible for questioning, and some are responsible for playing the innocent, this table has ushered in an unprecedented number of people today, plus there is such a big event, it is strange not to stage a wonderful Rashomon.

Midong sat in the first position on the right side as usual, silently paying attention to everyone in the audience.

When the heirs have been announced, the will has not yet been made public, and the head of the family suddenly has a serious illness, what is the performance of this table full of people.

"The eldest brother is too careless, and so is the sister-in-law, if you pay more attention on weekdays, you should be able to find the cat tired!"

"My fault? I am very affectionate with the head of the family, how can there be a time when you don't pay attention, you are blaming! ”

"Whoever lives with the old man all day long is the most responsible. Sister, don't keep quiet, you and Zhi also live in our house every day, of course you have to take over the job of taking care of the old man, it's not me who is a sister who says you ......"

"The second brother still hasn't shown up, he is really a little suspicious, and he is the most discordant with the old man......"

"Sister Mozi, do you have any plans after breakfast?"

The speaker is the only son of the eldest aunt Junko.,Yuji, a high school boy who has just turned seventeen.,Sitting diagonally across from him is his own father Yusaku.。 Yousaku and Yusaku, a name that has no features and has been heard many times in a short period of time, as for this one, it is the aunt of Midong's current identity.

"What to say, it's a real question."

Meidong had already finished breakfast, and wiped the corners of her mouth at this time: "It's raining so heavily today, especially when it's almost eight o'clock, and it's still as dark as the polar night, so people can't go out at all." So, for sure, stay at home, as for what to do......"

"After breakfast, come to the old room."

I only listened to the old man Longzang, and suddenly spoke.

At this moment, the whole family fell silent for a moment, listening to his speech.

"Yes, grandfather."

However, the speech was so short that it was speechless, the old man only had this one sentence, and the girl only had two words, which made everyone who listened with their ears on the side suddenly disappointed.

But no one interjected.

After breakfast, Midong followed her grandfather upstairs and held his shoulders as usual. Outside the house, thunder and lightning were pouring down, and the morning news reported that the typhoon that caused the storm had made landfall in the coastal area, and Shizuoka Prefecture happened to be just south of it.

The typhoon warning has long been issued, and now it is the most demanding company, and there is no reason for people to go to work, and the Self-Defense Forces are fully armed, waiting for all the rescue work that will come. Halfway up the mountainside, in the mansion of the Western-style mansion, Meidong helped her elderly grandfather upstairs, but stopped here on the second floor.

"Look, Moko."

The old man stared at the wide floor-to-ceiling window in front of him, and laughed loudly: "Look, what a violent storm! ”

That's true, Midon herself is funny, although she did seize the opportunity of the storm to hit and the whole family couldn't leave to try to commit the crime, but Tiangong couldn't help but create an atmosphere for her.

"You can hear the conversation of the group of people downstairs."

"Yes, grandfather."

"This group of people, because of the sudden onset of old age, are very happy......"

"Grandfather ......"

Meidong silently played her due image, and helped the old man to walk forward, and sat down in the tea tasting area in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. This is by no means the moment to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but it is also a rare sight to see the dark clouds outside the window and the raindrops the size of beans frantically knocking on the glass.

What exactly is the old man going to do?

Mei Dong didn't count in her heart, just quietly stood by the old man's side, watching him staring out the window. Of course, at the current brightness outside the window, even if there is a bright light in the house, it is difficult to see much, at most it is just the grass in front of you.

At this time, the rangers would not be in the wooden house, and the basement of the huge Miyamoto Mansion was well protected from moisture, and he and the other servants would rest there.

"Because of the reason for this illness, Mo Ziyo, the old man really feels that his life is not long in coming."

The old man still said such a thing?

Midong sat quietly beside him, squinting at him, silent.

"Perhaps, this is the retribution for that incident back then......"

But I heard him say this.

“…… Retribution? ”

Midong was indeed a little curious, so she took this sentence.

Even though there was a continuous thunderstorm outside the window, it did not frighten any of the people present, and the old man Ryuzo was wearing a navy blue kimono, his toad-like face was full of wrinkles, and he rarely put on a very sentimental expression. But when Midong looked at it carefully, it didn't seem like she was lamenting that her life was short.

"In fact, there is a secret that should be told to you, in today's aging and increasingly severe condition."

Just listen to him, so it fell, such a sentence.