You’ve been terminally ill for a long moment, ever since you’ve been affected by an anonymous fungus in the forest. There was no other for for your father—Wind Archer Cookie, to heal you.

Things are completely different now—the both of you aren’t close together anymore unlike before. He also has duties to protect the forest from evil, and he doesn’t have time for you anymore…

One day, Wind Archer Cookie decided to check up on you. You were lying on a hammock made out of leaves, resting silently.

“…” He stayed silent.