ch80 finally at home

For nearly a full minute, my father stared at me, emotions shifting across his face—disbelief, confusion, something else I couldn't quite place. Then, in a quiet, almost hesitant voice, he asked,

"So… you are him? But then… why do you look like this? What happened to you?"

I let out a sigh as I looked at my father. He was finally starting to accept what I had just revealed, though confusion still lingered in his eyes. Yet, despite the whirlwind of emotions he must have been feeling, he showed no signs of alarm or suspicion toward me.

That realization brought me a sense of relief. At least, for now, he wasn't rejecting me outright.

Knowing that words alone wouldn't be enough, I decided it was time to offer tangible proof—something undeniable.

"What I'm about to do will definitely shock you," I said, my voice calm yet firm. "But don't be alarmed. I'll explain everything."

I muttered my will, deactivating my ability concealment.