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Day 9. Family bonds

Family portrait… If only these two awesome people were still alive..

“Really? You think?”

He instinctively gazed down, looking at himself, before looking back at his mother. It was true that it had been a while since the last time he had visited his parents, after all, he was usually very busy, doing things like running his own country and all…

“I’m not sure. But it doesn’t matter. How are you mom?”

“Don’t do that…” He complained but with a smile, rubbing his own cheek.

“I’m glad you like it, mom, and please let me know if you need anything” Now that he’s dream about having his own country was finally a reality, he could make sure his family has everything they needed in their new home.

“I’m sure dad will have fun exploring here. The island is pretty safe and he knows how to take care of himself. I just hope he doesn’t get lost…”

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“Really? You think?”

He instinctively gazed down, looking at himself, before looking back at his mother. It was true that it had been a while since the last time he had visited his parents, after all, he was usually very busy, doing things like running his own country and all…

“I’m not sure. But it doesn’t matter. How are you mom?”

Badr, Esra & Sinbad   マギつめ５ by Shigeru Asuka

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“T-This isn’t what it looks like, mom! I swear I didn’t know the goat followed me all the way back here…!”

Vittel leaned against his arm, drifting in and out of focus. Not particularly caring for the world around him, before standing up and walking around. Peaking out from under the cloak that masked him off from the world around him. Bumping into the seemingly lost man he spoke, his tone of voice small and soft. 

“Yes, ma’am. My name is Ja’far, and I appreciate your kind words,” the white-haired man said with a polite bow of his head. “I also appreciate the snack, but you really shouldn’t have. Come in and sit awhile? I’m pretty much finished with my work if you wanted to chat a bit.”

He pulled two chairs over in front of his desk and beckoned for Esra to sit down with a small flourish. 

“Thank you.” She took a seat, following his gesture to go so. “Its the least I can do though, since you work so hard to help Sinad. From what Ive heard he can be rather difficult.” 

“Hm? Who is it?” Ja’far called out, waiting a short while before getting up from behind his desk to open the door. His calendar didn’t indicate that there was an appointment with anyone, after all.

Upon opening the door, Ja’far noticed a kindly-looking woman standing with…faloodeh? Perplexed and now slightly hungry, he stepped aside politely.

“You are more than welcome to come in, madame,” he offered, the gears in his head still turning. 

Wait. Sinbad had mentioned something about his parents mysteriously coming back to life not too long ago. The earrings, the hair, those godawful eyebrows…

There was no mistaking it.

“Thank you.” She took the offer with a smile, walking into the room and turning to face him once she was inside. She was a pretty woman, but she was a mix of pretty and somewhat plain. Much of Sinbad’s appearance came from his father, instead of from her. 

“Oh yes, I am. My name is Esra. You’re Ja’far, correct? I do appreciate you looking after my boy all these years. Me and my husband both do. I’ve been told how hard you work, I thought you would like a snack.”