The sigh that escaped the couple grew heavier as they exchanged a glance and shook their heads.
At that moment, Haruto understood. This was no longer just a rumor. The way they looked at him was different now, filled with something close to pity.
"It's better if you don't know," Mr. Suzuki said quietly. "It won't bring you anything good."
Haruto frowned. "But I'm already eighteen! I can handle it. And I deserve to know."
His voice softened. "Everyone hid this from me."
The couple fell silent. Their eyes met again, silently weighing something Haruto could not hear. Finally, Mr. Suzuki nodded, and Mrs. Suzuki let out a slow breath before speaking.
"Your father, your mother, and Mira all grew up in this village," she began. "They have known each other since they were young. And everyone knew how deeply your father loved Mira"
Haruto blinked. "What?" His voice was flat. "Not my mom?"
