My father divorced when I was a child.

Since I was so young, I lived alone with my father for decades without any memory of my mother.

I had adapted to this life, but one day, my father delivered unexpected news.

He said he was going to remarry a junior colleague he met at work.

I readily accepted, thinking that since I'm an adult now, my father should live his own life too.

And today.

It's the day I go to meet my father's future wife.

My father and I arrived at the cafe first and took our seats. Not long after, two women arrived and sat down across from us.