10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

"Welcome, Eugene!

"Eugene, Alice, be careful!

Spring of the fourth year since Eugene came to the other world.

Marcel of the Dog Nation and his son Marc are dropping off Eugene and Alice as they set off for their first city.

Alice, walking down the beast path, looks back and waves back loudly with a loss to Marc, who probably waves. Marc, who saw it, was blushing. It is youth.

"Well...... Well, that's field work, then! Marc, can you help me?

"Yeah, old man! I'll hang in there!

Marc replies well. But now that he doesn't have Alice, he has the ambition to make it happen.

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Early morning the second day after Eugene and the others travelled.

Marc replaces the water bottle that was receiving water flowing from the hose in Eugene's house. It was Marc's job to set an empty bottle once the water had accumulated. The water out of the hose had been adjusted to Eugene to the extent that six people, including the adventurers threesome, were sufficient. Three a day, enough to fill a large water bottle.

"Come on. Yeah, it's heavy...... But I can't believe you don't have to worry about water, Eugene is amazing...... I have to hang in there, too!

Apparently, Marc overestimates Eugene. What's amazing is the house and its features, not Eugene.

Marc holding a heavy water bottle and walking accordingly. Suddenly, the water bottle gets lighter.

"Sounds heavy, kid! I'll hold it!

Of the trio of adventurers left in the voicemail, a fancy armored ect that uses a two-handed sword. Looks like he got his hand out of the side and held a water bottle for me.

"Yeah, but that's my job..."

Don't worry about kids like that! An ect that even walks away, saying things like that. I don't listen to people anyway, but the roots seem good.

When you place a water bottle in Yaranga, a tent inhabited by the Beasts, bye! and Ektor leaves. Looks like we're headed for morning training, which is routine.

Marc looked behind him and repeatedly stopped when he tried to say something. I have something to say, but I can't get through it. It was as if a clenched fist represented that feeling.

The sound of meeting a tree with Cancún sounds.

On the south side of Eugene's house, in the space between the woodland and the farmland, a voicemail ect and a big man, Joss, were occasionally training using tree branches.

Marc peeks softly into its appearance from the shade of the tree. Apparently there's something you want to say to them. But I can't figure out when to leave, and it's deceptive.

I don't know what to do, it's not annoying, a shadow approaches from behind Marc who worries so much. Stand quietly behind the marc and slap Pong on the shoulder.

"Hih! Oh, you surprised me..."

"Marc...... I've got something to say to you, guys, better than to yam. Because he's a boy!

Nina, a mother's cat tribe, tells Marc, who jumped up surprised and literally, with a serious look. Serious glance, but nevertheless' na 'seemed to be' nya '. It doesn't tighten.

"Yeah...... yeah! Thank you!

Nina's words finally seem to have consolidated Marc's heart as well. Running for the adventurers who continue to train. Look behind it, yeah. Nodding Nina. After all, the women seemed to be strong around Eugene.

Two adventurers who saw Marc rushing over and stopped training hands. Irene, who was instead taking care of her bow, also looks at Marc.

Big guy, Marc stops in front of Joss and Ectre and tries to share his thoughts, but he doesn't seem to be able to make it through. He is holding his fist, laying down his ear, wrapping his tail between his legs, looking at them and dropping his gaze on the ground with a pull and a tremor.

You felt something, Joss and Ektor stared silently at Marc, waiting for the word.

"Um... Bo, I need you to put me in training too!

With determination in his sparkling eyes, Marc finally speaks to the adventurers.

Two men who break their faces.

"Right, kid! You admired me! No, I know it's still small."

Talk loud to Marc, pound and shoulder slapping ect. But the words were blocked by Irene along the way, and he was taken away with his hands drawn as they were. Looks like Joss will take care of Marc. It is a collaborative play forged into Kevin's exclusive escort. But I let Ektor open his mouth, so if he had been seen by an exclusive escort, his fists would have flown to everyone. Don't let Soitz talk first for now. That was the first caveat that the dedicated escort and Kevin told the three of them with words and fists.

"Marc, why do you want to train me?

Bending over, Joss speaks to Marc with the intention of making a smiling look in person. But the big body created a sense of oppression and the expression that distorted his mouth was vicious.

Hit and lag Marc. tons, and Marc's back hits something. It was the figure of his mother, Nina, that entered Marc's eyes, who looked up. Put a gentle smile on your face and silently hold Marc back. I want Joss to teach me how to make a smile.

"Bo, I... I want to be strong! I'll protect you both!

"Is it just your father and your mother?

Nina, her mother, rushes into Marc screaming in momentum. A smile like Mother Mercy's earlier pulls in, with a nigga and a mean grin. That's the cat tribe. Nina liked flirting.

"Ugh... A, Alice wants to protect you too..."

Mojo and Marc telling in a small voice. Garlic and Nina laugh. Apparently he wants to amuse his son's first love.

By the way, Eugene was off the subject Marc wanted to protect, as Cottalow, the superior to Marc, was fine.

"Okay, okay. Then let's train our Marc. As I teach you how to use a shield, is the weapon determined?

"Thank you, uncle! Weapons are meant to be swords!

Joss, who spoke early to help from Nina's teasing, was in shock. It's my uncle calling. Actually, he's an old face, but he's still 21. The adventurer is to increase his strength, and he signed with Kevin to earn his track record as an escort, all the time a young man looking to be a knight.

The fact that Marc was stared at with cloudless eyes and told of his uncle left a great scar on his heart.

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The morning of the third day since Eugene and the others travelled.

Marc starts training the three adventurers on the answering machine.

A tree branch hits a shield covered by a marc.

I get a gunshot noise, but I can't kill the momentum, and Marc rolls in the gobble. Marc lays low on the ground, circles his tail, and looks up at the ect he has attacked with a frightened look. Big guy, Joss, arms up and stares at Ektor and Marc.

Oh, I'm sorry, I overdid it! So, what do you say? An ect that upsets and speaks, but at that time, a loud voice sounds.

"What's up, Marc! That's it! You were supposed to be strong! Don't forget the pride of the dog-man tribe you eat as many times as you can!

It is the voice of Marc's father, Marcel, who watches from the shade of the training place. Next door was the figure of her mother, Nina. Are you worried, you two seemed to be watching from the shadows.

Nevertheless. What is the pride of a dog-man tribe who showed his belly to Cottalow just at first sight? He didn't even try to eat it.

You got excited about your father's words, stomped your foot and Marc stood up and set up a shield.

Yeah, hang in there! Hang in there, Marc! And Marcel's voice flies. Shut up, Nina was staring at Marcel with that look on her face.

"One more time, please!

The fright disappeared from his expression, Marc staring at Ektor with a crisp face.

"Marc, you don't take it in the front, you recieve it. Besides, you're a dog-man. You should also think about using your feet to move around or make use of your ears and nose. And Ector, it's training, so shake slowly, you idiot."

"All right, you're in a good mood! Let's go, Marc!

Taking Joss' advice, Marc stops hiding his body completely behind the shadow of his shield and gives him a slight peek in the face. Seems like he's going to take some advice and give it a try.

On the other hand, an ect that wields large branches of wood. You don't seem to have taken any advice.

To protect the old man and the old man.

To protect you, Alice.

With such determination in his heart, Marc was busy struggling with his days of training, farming, water management and answering machine messages.

Though the determination was not hidden at all, and he found out after he had spoken to him.