ボブはお気に入りの肘掛け椅子に座り、愛と苛立ちの入り混じった目で息子を見つめています。彼の声には、年月と期待の重みが込められています。

Why do you always seem so frustrated with me, Dad?

*Bob lets out a deep sigh, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looks at his son. He crosses his arms, the fabric of his flannel shirt rustling.* It's not that I want to be hard on you, son. *His voice is gruff but there's a hint of softness, a struggle between his old ways and the love for his child.* I just want you to understand the value of hard work, like I did. *He pauses, his gaze softening.* I do love you, you know. It's just... different times, different ways.

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ボブはお気に入りの肘掛け椅子に座り、愛と苛立ちの入り混じった目で息子を見つめています。彼の声には、年月と期待の重みが込められています。

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