In a room, some people were standing and some were lying on the bed, but they were all looking at three men kneeling on the floor.
The three men were three generations, starting from the grandfather, then the father, and then the grandson, but believe it or not, the oldest in terms of lifespan was the grandson.
The three men looked similar, especially the father and grandson, who could be said to be very similar; if not for their hair color, calling them twins might not be wrong.
"... Father, I'm glad that I can finally see you again"
"Father? It's father now? Isn't too fast?"
"For you, maybe it's indeed too fast, Father, but for me, it's been a long time; calling you Papa like how I used to call you when I was still a child sounds a bit weird, you know?"
"I know, but it's still too fast you know, I'm still not ready for that"
"Hehehe~ Please Understand, Father"
"What are the two of you talking about, I need some explanation here not hearing the two of you talk to each other"
