However, she didn’t immediately deny it, nor did she run away on the spot, but instead placed her hands in front of her body and bowed deeply, “Father, I know!”

Yuihiko Ito smiled happily and said, “I’m getting old, I can’t feel the cold air when it’s blowing a little, I’m going home to rest, you should go to bed early too.”

Nanako was busy saying, “Father, I’ll see you off.”

Yuihiko Ito waved his hand, “No need, if you like to meditate, you can meditate some more.”

Saying that, he took control of the electric wheelchair, spun halfway around in place, and went back to his room.

Nanako watched her father’s back disappear at the end of the corridor, feeling her face still burning with heat, so she gently covered her hands over the thick snow, followed by covering her face with her hands.

The cold hands brought down the temperature of her cheeks quite a bit, and allowed Nanako’s heart to grow calm.