58 58 Tree Facts (1/2)
”So, how long are you going to stay?
I drop out of school, do some shopping, then go home, and I take a breath and see a tree that is as forgiving as ours.
I haven't been around much lately because of the midday, but I've been in this house many times, so I know I'm on my own, and so on.
The tree, which had shown itself to be like that because of its aesthetic shape of putting its feet together and drinking coffee, let its gaze wander into the universe as it thought.
”Hmm, I want three days for now. It's so hard, really.”
”Your father is not a bad man, but he lacks the flexibility to accept other people's claims.”
”Stubborn, irreconcilable anachronistic shitdaddy is fine.”
”You know what?”
”I was wondering if you'd be instructed to go out with your parents or something.”
It's a tree that has its tongue out that when I grow up, I leave the house, but it doesn't mean that I really don't like my father.
His father is a man who passes through his muscles, the kind who, once in his nostalgia, treats him with familiarity. I just can't get a thousand years old into my nostalgia, and I can be a good person for Zhou.
I guess not admitting to socializing with a thousand years old is that the tree house is so well housed that I want my son to pick the woman he deserves.
In addition, there are times when perhaps the father of a tree simply doesn't like a thousand years old.
However, as for the tree that seems to be denied headless, that's why I'm trying to leave the house.
”That's a good point, Zhou. Let me like it.”
”My parents are so close, they want my son to pick someone he likes,”
”I'm really jealous of your parents”
He exploded as a result of being harshly raised and became the current tree, so there's not much reason to deny it.
He also said it was a disobedience in person to dye his hair brightly and make it look light.
”You say that, but your parents respect you.”
”I respect you as a person, but not as a parent. You shouldn't just repress me...... They're gonna bite you because they're gonna try to grow something that just needs to be given some candy in moderation, only with whips.”
”Can the candy giver recognize it?”
”If you're gonna leave me alone, that's what convinced me, but I just stripped my fangs because I'm gonna put them in a cage and put them on to the collar.”
He lived for decades and didn't even know that, and the tree, who let him flaunt his shoulder, drinks the coffee he had left all at once.
'Cause I'm not a kid, either. Well, you're doing a lot of calculations.'
”Computation?”
”Well, until I graduated from college, I had to wipe my parents' tibia on the boulder, but how long would it take for me and you to jump out of the house and live together, and what would the process be like?”
”That's a prerequisite for popping up.”
”If you don't admit it.”
Though I think trees ready for that in high school are amazing in a way, I still want them to reconcile as a circumference that maintains a pretty good relationship with the tree father.
For now, they're here until the wrath of the Tree Father eases, but I want them to make up for it early.
”Well, take your time for a few days. Fortunately, I have time off.”
”What you need to have is friends......!
”Don't stick around, creepy”
”Wounded! Desire Mr. Vertebra's cooking as a compensation!
”Even if it wasn't scratched, I'd eat it.”