Hiroshi's laughter echoed through the room, a maniacal sound that filled the air. He found Ichiro's revelations utterly preposterous. His father, a great and honorable man, involved in something so absurd? It seemed impossible.
"Ichiro, you bastard, what are you trying to say? Father isn't some pig," Hiroshi spat out angrily, unable to fathom the implications of Ichiro's words. The accusations were too far-fetched, and Hiroshi's belief in his father's integrity remained unyielding.
Ichiro, however, persisted with his unsettling revelations. "No, he isn't one, but grandmother was." The statement hit Hiroshi like a heavy blow, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground. The image of his mother, portrayed as a pig, clashed violently with the memories he held dear.