The front door opens. The owner of this house is back.
I came back from work.

Thank you. Call me daddy.
I live with my wife and two children.
This year marks the 20th year of marriage.
The children are a daughter in the third year of high school and a son in the second year of high school.
Children used to fight a lot because they were one year apart.
I had to get angry every time.
I don't think we have much conversation right now.

But there's one problem.

I had a fight with my son recently and haven't spoken to him since.
I was rebelled a lot.
But I can't say for sure that I'm not to blame.

I'm to blame, too.
That's why I want to apologize.
If you don't mind, could you help me?