D004 – The Thoughts of The Boy

[TN: Looks like an interlude.]

Editor: Poor_Hero

The boy was in a single-parent family.

His mother worked overtime everyday. In addition to the difficulties of raising a child single-handedly and doing her job were proving to be more difficult than she thought caused her spirit to wear away everyday.

The boy’s mother was beautiful.
But ………

That day, the boy’s mother returned home late after her overtime.

” Welcome home. ”

The boy who turned 8 honestly waited for his mother to come home every night.
Just so to give his mother warm food after working hard everyday for his sake.

” ….. I’m home. ”

The dinner prepared by the boy was splendid. So good that he could open a restaurant. The boy, since young, has been trying his best with the housework.
In order to lessen his mother’s burden. In order to get a smile from her. In order to get praised by her. In order to get approval from her.

But no matter how he tried his best, his mother never smiled at him. Never ever praised him. She even treated like he was not even there.

Today was the same. His mother did not smile, did not say that the food was delicious and simply went to bed with a darkened face.

Even so, the boy never did once blame his mother.

Because the boy knew how many difficulties his mother had faced.

The boy had a thought.
Anyone can do housework. It was the boy himself who hadn’t tried his best.

And so the boy tried harder.
His studies. Sports.
He tried hard as like in the past. He got full marks every time. Before he realized, he had already studied all the way till university level.
Without slacking at housework.
He would fold the clothes neatly, clean every nook and corner, cook delicious dinner every night, get full marks in every test.

And all he got was a ” Right. “.
It was a wearisome, short reply.

A reply that did not recognize the effort the boy put in.
And even so, the boy did never once blame his mother.

It happened on a certain day.
The boy’s mother fainted.
She was admitted into the hospital but no cause could be found.
She was already skinny and yet she got skinnier day by day.

The boy devoted his time in taking care of her.

And even so never had once his mother looked at him.

The final day came.

It was a rare day where his mother was smiling self-deprecatingly which caused the boy to involuntarily ask.

” Mum, why do you hate me? ”

The boy knew it in his heart.
Why his mother never once looked at him no matter how hard he tried.

The boy’s mother smiled a gentle self-deprecating smile.

” I hate that face of yours. ”

The boy’s mother knew in her heart that the boy was not in the wrong.
In fact she was even thankful towards him. If she ever managed to be frank to him.

In the end, anger took over her.

Every time she looked at his face she would remember her divorced husband.
And now she was looking at that person’s eyes.

” I’m sorry. ”

The hoarse mumble of the boy’s mother did not reach him. For he had left the hospital room.

The next day, it was the first time the boy was not in the hospital room.

Then, as if it was at her own choosing, the boy’s mother breathed her last.
With a graceful smile that not even the boy had even seen on her face.

” So it was because of this face. ”

The boy clenched his fist.

” This face….. ”

And he decided.
To live strongly.
That even with his face there wouldn’t be a problem.

” …..It’s a dream.”

He woke up as it was hard to breathe.
Looking outside the window, the sky was still somewhat dark, looking like it’s a little before dawn.

But it had been some time since he last had that dream.

…..He thought he managed to forget about it.

He laughed self-mockingly as he got up.
Careful not to wake his parents who were sleeping on either side of him, he got out of the bed and walked down the corridor.

” Fuwaaaa ”

He let out a huge yawn as he headed towards his own room.
It must be because of the conversation yesterday that he had that dream.
The meaning behind what John-sensei said could be guessed easily as he had been through it before. He thought they were quite alike.
Which was why he thought that they can get along well.
Even though there was a huge age gap, he still thought that they can become close friends.

Even though he was a little worried when he heard about John-sensei’s problematic family, unexpectedly it just might turn out well.


TN: Since I had some time after finishing chapter 3 so I thought I can get started on chapter 4…turns out I managed to finish this within 1 hour.

DOUBLE RELEASE for you guys!

PS: Please don’t get used to this.

48 thoughts on “D004 – The Thoughts of The Boy

  1. Ever time she looked at his face she would remember her divorced husband. < ? Ever time ? Maybe you mean
    "Every time she looked at his fac she woul remember her divorced husband." ?


    1. It will not. Although, considering most of the next 150 chapters occur while he is 8 years old, I think friendship rather than romance (at least concerning Will) will be the theme. Anyway, from what I can tell (via Google Translate) it seems he will have both male and female friends.


  2. Ono i can feel it.. happening…. it’s changings somthing inside of me….aaaarrrgggghhhh…*now used to double releases* take responsibility 😛

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  3. The novel told it in the fourth chapter when the manga already implied it in the first chapter. Poor Will… so that’s where the insecurities of his face come from.
    Will need a lot of love and hug! I am glad he got loving parents this time.


  4. ………..γ ̄ヽ………Thanks!…………
    …….r’-‘| O |…~……..Nepu!!……..
    …………| ,|……~…….(´・ω・`)……..
    ……..,,-/ ̄|、…………O旦と )……..

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  5. Well first let me thank you for taking your time to translate this work and leet me give you some advice
    1.If you are going to be inconsistent with your releases don’t do double releases instead save the chapters for later in a stock so that when you can’t translate or don’t have time to you just have to post the chapter although if you are going to be do this be careful of not letting your stick end quickly
    2.Always save your chapters, seriously a lot of translators often suffer because of chapters they had already translated being lost to circumstances such as their laptop or computer get broken and others ,so also be careful with that
    3.Try to get an editor, proofreader, and TLC as fast as possible as it does lessen your burden on doing it alone
    I don’t know if you know old the site novelupdates.com on its forums there is a section called translator’s corner where you can ask or offer help to anything translating related.


    1. Oh! Thanks for the advice!

      For the saving of chapters part, I usually type directly into wordpress and update as I go along so it’s fine. I am aware that this might not be the best way but I just like doing it this way.

      And erm.. what’s a TLC?

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  6. ugh, he suffered a lot. So, I guess, he really is an ikemen and he is the only one who thinks he has an average face? is that right???

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  7. Gah, I figured it was that kind of trauma. I can relate though not with the same circumstances… I’m bad with these types of characters for that reason. I’m embarrassed for their obliviousness >w<"
    Thanks for the hard work~


  8. I care not for his mothers circumstances. I vote he goes back in time and tortures that little tart. If you can’t be a real mother to your kid go for adoption you ridiculous foooooool!! You didn’t like him anyways so it’s NOT THAT HARD!!! I hate unreasonable people… *whisper* …disappear… all of you… *whisper*


  9. Wow the mc was a surprisingly hardworking character. Thank you author tragic back stories are the best. Ps. Thank you translator for your hard work too


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