This time, the previous article“A story about when my dad was taken away by an ambulance while on a date.”I would like to write a continuation of this.

Before that, let me tell you a little bit about how I started dating K-papa.

I met K-Papa on a site that was a little more serious than a dating site.

After exchanging messages for about a month, we decided to meet face to face.

The meeting was at a city hotel restaurant.

My first impression was that he looked quite old.

His profile said he was in his 50s, but he looked about 65 years old.

I was surprised when I was told that he was in his 70s as we talked about various things while eating Chinese food.

Papa K is the manager of a small company.

He was clean, kind, and gentlemanly.

We had a nice meal, exchanged emails, and called it quits for the day.

After that, we went out to eat, drink, and hang out, but we didn't hold hands and I didn't really know what Dad thought of me.

After going on several healthy dates, Sayuri said, ``There's a place I'd like to take Sayuri-chan,'' and we were taken by car to K's dad's villa.

Papa K called the villa "Umi-ya."

As expected, I know what it's like to go to a man's house.

I declined, saying, ``It was sudden and I'm not mentally prepared, so I'm going home for today.''

Even so, Papa K doesn't back down and says, ``I won't do anything, so there's no need to worry. We'll just talk in my room. I promise.''

Are there any men out there who will take you to their room and say, ``I'm not going to do anything''?

Even though I said, ``I don't want to go,'' Papa K ignored my feelings and tried to take me to the beach house.I was disappointed, saying, ``In the end, Papa K is just like any other man.''

However, I couldn't continue to date my child forever, so I decided to give up and followed Papa K into the beach house.

When we entered the room, Papa K opened the curtains and the window.

The early summer breeze shakes the curtains.
Bright sunlight illuminates the room.

“Come here,” Dad beckons.

From the window, I could see the flowers blooming in the garden and the sparkling sea.

The scent of the tide.

The sound of waves.

"This is my hideout. I really want to show it to Sayuri."

Daddy K made me sit on the sofa, and Daddy K sat a little further away in a small chair, and we honestly talked about a lot of things, including our childhood, the reason for our divorce, work, and our daughter. Ta.

My heart, which had been hardened with wariness, gradually melted by K-Papa's side.

As promised, Papa K did not touch me until we left the beach house.

This person can be trusted.

At that time, I decided to start dating K-papa.

He took me to a place near my house, and when I got out of the car, I told him that I wanted to get to know him better on our next date.

Then, on the next date, we became an adult and received an envelope.

At first, they gave it to me on a case-by-case basis, but I started giving it to them on a monthly basis because I didn't want to give it to them every time because it felt like it was money-related.

Well, it's been a long time since I started dating K-papa, but let me get back to the story.

This is a continuation of the previous article, ``A story about my dad being taken away by an ambulance while on a date.''

After this incident, I didn't see K-papa for over a month.

I'm scared to think that something like this will happen again.

When the incident happened, I had been dating Papa K for about half a year, so our relationship was still young, and I seriously thought it would be okay to break up with him.

After the incident, I continued to decline invitations from K-Papa for over a month, but he begged me to ask him directly about the ambulance incident, so we ended up meeting.

"Sayuri-chan saved my life. I'm really grateful. Thank you. I wanted to thank you in person."

After driving along the beach, Dad was about to go to the hotel.

I still couldn't get my mind right, so I told Papa K that I didn't want to go to the hotel.

He was a kind father who always respected my feelings, but at that moment he never gave in.

When we arrived at the hotel parking lot, I was having a hard time getting out of the car, so he forcibly took me with me and said, ``There's nothing to do. We'll just talk.''

But unlike when I was with the Kai family, Papa K didn't do anything.

After all, Motosaya.

　If I hadn't gone to the hotel at that time, I don't think I would have met Papa K again.

Papa K must have felt this as well, which is why he forced himself to invite her.

Years later, he shyly said, ``At that time, I was desperately trying not to let Sayuri go, putting aside all shame and rumors.''

After that, I had a good relationship with Papa K for a long time, but one day we had an unexpected and sad parting.

I may write about that story again someday when I have time.

Thank you for reading for me until the end.

Sayuri