Editor: sleepchaser
I completed the meeting for the serialization successfully, and I delivered the vegetables to grandma’s house as I had planned.
Even though grandma was almost seventy-seven years old, she was still full of energy.
I managed to put an end to the long winded barrage of questions and comments, sprinting back to my meat-up car with a pile of souvenirs.
The destination was, of course, the small miniature garden. The place where my family stood in wait for me. My GPS was “God’s voice.” I had plugged my earphones to my smartphone, listening to him in that way.
“Ahh, so I actually said something like that, eh.”
As I followed the narrow road along the river, I had a conversation with God about something faintly nostalgic. About the struggles in raising children, and also what I had missed the chance to ask until now: how my life expectancy would shorten the longer I remained in the miniature garden.
Never had I expected for him to confess so readily.
“Please give me a heads up next time, okay?! By the way, how long can I stay there before it gets dangerous?”
Although with the existence of the bridge, I could come and go as I liked, it was better to know the limit. Otherwise, it’d be troubling if I collapsed after staying for a long time, activating Sig’s occupational skill “Overprotection” in the process.
God had fallen silent. A while later, he said, “Maybe around fifty years?“
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“That’s one way to put it.“
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Qfii, lo P bcis tjv ab gfaegc tbwf fnfgs olnf sfjgr, P vlvc’a tjnf ab kbggs. P rtbeiv wjxf regf cba ab obgufa mielcu lc Vlu jybea atlr bcmf P gfaegcfv.
Pulling myself together, I concentrated on driving.
The road grew more and more narrow, before finally straightening. I drove slowly. To my right stretched a field and to my left a narrow river. As I drove, not once did I encounter another car. There was no sign of people around either, no matter where I looked.
Could we continue on just like this?
“Stop. Beyond that point is another area.”
Just as I thought. Obediently, I stepped on the brakes.
“Please get a hold of yourself, God,” I said, complaining about the GPS app “God Navigation” displayed on my smartphone’s screen. From my headphones, God’s voice came out sharp. “How vexing.”
“Half of why we can’t return straight to the miniature garden is because of you. So why are you blaming me?!”
“Eh?” My eyes widened at the unexpected rebuttal. I searched for a place where I could make a U-turn.
An hour later, I finally managed to cross the “bridge”. I had left for the miniature garden earlier than before, yet returned at this time anyway.
As usual, Sig greeted me by the bridge, throwing his arms around me in a hug. He kissed me. The sun had just set, dying the sky in beautiful shades of purple.
“I’m back.”
“Welcome home. I was worried since you didn’t return on time.”
“I’m sorry. I got a little lost on the road… Where’s Ray?”
“He’s sleeping soundly in the room. Let’s go.”
Sig took the sports bag filled with souvenirs from my hand and led the way.
I glanced back at the bridge once again before following him. God’s words echoed in my mind as I stared at the other side.
“Are you worried about something?”
I turned around. Sig had stopped in his tracks a few steps in front, a serious expression painting his face.
How should I say it? Thankfully, I only hesitated for a moment.
“Sig… I want to welcome them.”
“…Welcome?”
A troubled expression spread across Sig’s face. Since he’s handsome, he’d look good with any expression, but I actually prefer his sullen look. In a bashful manner, I nodded.
“I feel like someone is waiting for us… at the other side of the bridge.”
My cheeks grew hotter with each word. Sig slowly widened his eyes. In his original world, the word “bridge” held a special significance. Especially in marital relationships. He should understand what I was implying.
Then, God said something very unexpected. “Your daughter is so earnest. She has always wanted to meet you.“
The constant desire to “see me” was trying to pull me into another timeline like before. That had been what God said regarding the reason I had lost my way.
As I thought, it had not been just a dream. They were waiting for me in the future. After that confirmation, joy filled me, yet my heart also ached with a hint of sadness.
I also wanted to see her. Sorry, I made you wait three years.
We walked together and eventually snuggled up in bed.
“…I’ll also welcome her together with you.”
Sig’s smile proved dazzling even in the dark.
Thank you for the chapter!!!! They are so sweet together 😊
They are the cutest. The amount of fluff is overwhelming.
Thanks for the chapter!!!
I am kinda confuse? Mel is waiting to be born?
There are still extras whispers to self in comfort
-Nods head in agreement as I pat myself for comfort-
True true we just have to wait..
So thats why wow it the end already I completed 2 novels today so sad anyways thank you for translating~!!!
Extras? 😥🙏 please tell me there are?
Thank you so much for dedicating your time and effort for the translation of this fluffy story 💕
Thanks for the chapter 😊😍 Ugh. They have no hope. They will forever not communicate properly. I think it’s God’s fault.
Mel is going to born next?! Or Minoru and God are talking about the other miniature Garden from the future? So confusing.
Thanks for the chapter!
Own! The little girl! How will she be when grown up?
awh their daughter is so precious! almost pulled their past mother into the future!