"My father... he's really gone, isn't he?" Hiro spoke with a hollow voice, his face filled with sorrow.

“I am not sure, kiddo.”

"He sacrificed himself, even if I told him it was okay for me to die. Yet, he still risked everything,” he mumbled in a barely audible voice.

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes. Though he appeared to be around seven years old, I could sense the immense pain he carried. Losing someone so important in one's life creates a wound that takes time to heal.

"I know, and your father was a brave man. He only wanted you to live a long and fulfilling life. You...