Delicious. Delicious cold soba. It's very tasty. Excellent. Why? Because you made it, and everything you do is filled with love.

He wanted that someday, in the future, when he becomes a hero, he will be able to give you everything you wanted. He was so lucky to have such an oldest sibling like you.

You were the reason why he was eager to become a hero and study well, and also, in principle, leave the desire to come home.

While you were ironing his clean, wrinkled uniform, he continued to eat delicious cold soba, looking at you.

"The soba is delicious, thank you." he muttered with his mouth full. Still, your slightly tired look couldn't leave him alone. "Why don't you go get some rest? I can iron my uniform myself."