Having just passed through the warp gate, Eugene froze for a moment at the sight of dozens of gazes staring right at him. Although he had been expecting this, all of the main estate’s servants and family members had really gathered in front of the warp gate to wait for him.

“...With how cold the weather has gotten, what are you all doing out here?” Eugene asked.

Eugene had been about to say, ‘I’m back,’ but for some reason, he got nervous and blurted out he was thinking instead.

A reply came immediately, “My son!”

Gerhard, whose shoulders had been shaking as he stared at his son from afar, rushed over to Eugene with tears in his eyes. Gerhard’s shout, along with his agile movements, caused Eugene to unconsciously widen his eyes as he stared at his father running over.

‘Is that really my father?’

Gerhard’s changes were so surprising that Eugene couldn’t help but ask this question. Ever since he was a little baby, Eugene remembered Gerhard as a middle-aged man with a bouncing belly.

Since they had moved to the main estate, the multiple invitations to various events, and Gerhard voluntarily starting an exercise regime had seen him successfully start losing weight. Two whole years had completely changed Gerhard and made him appear very different from Eugene’s previous memories.

“What a triumphant transformation,” Eugene praised his father.

Gerhard continued to gush with tears as he embraced Eugene. Although he was happy to be reunited with his father, more than that, Eugene felt impressed by his father’s diet. The tendons in his father’s forearms that were wrapped around his shoulders were wiry with strength, and the chest he was being held tightly against was firm and unyielding.

“...It even feels like your beard has grown a lot as well. Is this for real?” Eugene asked in disbelief.

Gerhard confidently explained, “It’s all thanks to my buddy, Stellord.”

Stellord? He was Gargith’s father. Had they really gotten close enough to call each other buddy? Eugene smelled the stench of Gargith’s body odor coming from his father’s close proximity…. As his expression twisted, Eugene escaped from his father’s embrace.

Eugene scowled at his father, “Didn’t I tell you not to take their drugs?”

“My son!” Gerhard repeated excitedly. “You’ve really grown a lot in these past two years.”

“Not as much as you, Father.”

His body had become hard, and his beard had become bushy, but it appeared that Gerhard’s personality hadn’t become any more masculine. Shaking his beard that was drenched from both his tears and runny nose, Gerhard smiled brightly at Eugene.

“You unfilial son,” Gerhard chided him. “How could you...