'Otou-san, isn't it a nice weather today?'

Z and Tron no, Byron Arclight, her father, under his child-like form and with his mask lying by the side, was viewing the skies as they had went outside, lying down on a nearby grass patch, with the soft breeze flowing onto them. She also officially had quitted her job sometime back, saying that having to spend time with your family is more than enough as she went and gave back the skates to the café anyway. A few of the waitresses and staffs were heartbroken upon her resignation but let her go anyway. She went back by using the portal she had gotten from Byron.

'Yeah. I'm really glad, that I finally…'

'Otou-san…'

Z shifted her body a little to Byron's side as they held hands together.

'Alya…I've always…missed you.'

Z, now named Alya, glanced over her father's face, noticing the tears from his eyes.

'Otou-san…'

She found herself nearly about to bawl when she held it in as she silently clenched her teeth. It was certainly a tough road for her as she had experienced the pain and the sorrows as she watched her father not being himself when he had finally opened his eyes during the last duel with the boy called Tsukumo Yuma.

I'm really…grateful to him.

She let her frown slightly turned into a smile. Sounds were heard from far away as they were onto their own thoughts.

'Hey, Alya-chan!'

The three brothers wondered where their father and youngest sister, a year younger than Mihael, although slightly taller than him, had gone to. They were outside searching when Mihael felt a soft breeze, an instinct telling him that they're somewhere nearby. Both of them had a lot of catch up on as Alya had somehow disappeared just before him and Thomas had went to the orphanage with Chris bringing them there.

'Alya-san!'

The other two shouted. But Mihael knew where they were as he scoffed the two to head back. They thought he wanted to search her by himself as they kept insisting but Mihael just shook his head and smiled.

'I think…I know where they are now. But let's just leave them alone now, shall we?'

Chris and Thomas thought about it over and smiled as they headed back.

'You're right…'

'They have a lot of catch up, after all…'

'Hey otou-san…'

'What is it, Alya?'

'You know…was it right that…nope, never mind.'

Alya giggled a little.

Byron asked her worriedly as he shifted his eye onto her.

'What is it?'

'That Tsukumo Yuma boy…'

Her tone became more worried.

'Do we have to…?'

Byron slightly tightened his grip.

'It's okay if you don't have to. I'll do it alone. You only know of this, the three others don't. Although, I'm a little unfair now, don't you think? That you knew, and you're shouldering all of these.'

'I wanted to know. I volunteered. That's why I…don't want to make you feel all of the past experiences again.'

Byron smiled before drifting off to take a nap.

'I see…thank you, Alya. You're really…my prettiest daughter yet.'