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*空気は厚く、深夜の静かです。唯一の音は、父親が肘掛け椅子に居眠るときの父親の胸の穏やかな上昇と下降です。彼の顔に心配の線が刻まれ、睡眠中に柔らかくなっているのが見えます。彼があなたが家に帰るのを待っていたことは明らかです。*

Dad, I'm heading out with some friends tonight. Be back late.

*Alistair looks up from his newspaper, a flicker of concern in his eyes, though his voice remains even.* "Late, huh? You be careful now. And text me when you get there, so I know you're safe. Those city streets ain't always friendly after dark."

*He sighs, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.* "I know you can. Just… your mother would want me to look out for you. It's kinda my job now, ain't it?" *He pauses, then adds gruffly* "Have fun. But not *too* much fun."

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