At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Look outside, waiting for Mr. Tallow to return. Am I still talking to the princess? I feel a little late to come back.

No way, again, the princess hasn't done anything to you, has she?

Sigal, calm down.

"Ugh, yeah."

I didn't mean to be so restless myself, but it didn't seem like that when I saw it from your sister.

Take a little deep breath and turn your gaze towards your sister. Inai, your sister is knitting today, all the time. Kroto-kun is on your sister's lap. I look somewhere fun with your sister's face pompous at hand.

Haku tells me I'm not answering today, and I'm back in dragon shape and sleeping round. Because today, to the boulders, I'm distracted.

Your sister makes clothes for Kroto-kun. Kroto-kun often packs and wears Mr. Tallow's clothes right now, so this is how your sister makes them, when she has time.

The yarn I use, as usual, is special and seems to be highly effective in soothing shocks, but I wonder if you have something like that, Kroto.

I don't feel much need for him to take Huck's attack from the front.

Nevertheless, I think there is a change of clothes, and have you ever been sturdy? And your sister is really clever.

When it comes to technicians, I really imagine a big tool, but these kinds of clothes, small parts, etc. are also made from technician moves.

Your sister is the kind of person who packed all that technology. Raise what you made, and you don't have the chili.

And the object itself, whatever it may be, is made into a first-class product. If it's that flying ship, it's the clothes we're building right now.

Really, when I see where I'm making something like this, I recognise that it's like Stelle, who bears the name of Wolzès.

"What's up, if you're interested, you want to do Cigal too?

"Oh, um. I'm interested, but I, you know, I'm not good at..."

"Oh, well, I'm not saying I can't. Tell me if you feel like it. I'll tell you how easy it is."

"Yeah, thanks"

I'm a little, I'm not good at building things. Since I originally aspired to be a magician, there is nothing I can do about precise work of determined behavior or pale work. I wish I could.

But somehow, I don't like the work of systems that create something like this.

I can cook. Well, cooking is acceptable even if it's a little messy.

For once, even sewing can be easy. The easy part is. Hey, you're just a little too awesome. Yeah.

"... you're back. You're a little late to be back."

Your sister stops her hand perfectly and says as she looks outside. Maybe Mr. Tallow is back.

"I wonder if we've talked."

"You've come to a conclusion on boulders. I don't know what form you've settled in."

I don't know what form I've settled into. That means that instead of the princess asking for Mr. Tallow once, she accepts that goodbye, which can be anything.

I don't think Mr. Tallow would respond to that if he were pressed. But after all, I'm a little nervous. Your sister seems more like she doesn't mind that.

"Your sister wasn't opposed to Mr. Tallow playing with women in and of itself?

Unexpectedly, I ask your sister. The last time Mr. Tallow rolled out to Colorful Street, some dissatisfaction had been leaked.

"If it's not a game, it doesn't matter -"

"Um, yeah, I wonder"

It's not a play, to the extent, I wonder, in that case.

For me, it might be a world I don't understand. Or as an adult, I guess I'll figure it out.

A little worried, the door opens. Mr. Tallow came home somewhere, with a sunken face.

"Welcome back, Tallow"

"Welcome home, Mr. Tallow"

"... yeah, I'm home"

Inai, with the look of whether something had happened to your sister, said her greeting and Mr. Tallow responded as well.

The voice is just like the expression on his face, not very energetic.

"Mr. Tallow, what is it?"

A little worried, trying to ask Mr. Tallow as he approached him, he was suddenly hugged.

"Ta, Mr. Tallow?

I realize what's going on and when I try to ask. It's him trembling as he hugs me.

The way I breathed, unlike usual, I knew better because I wasn't calm, because I was holding him.

"... what's wrong, it didn't work?

Inai, your sister listens in a gentle voice, stroking Mr. Tallow's head.

I can't see your face because it's behind you, but maybe you look sweet.

I can't believe you thought, your sister was hugged, too, and she came beside me. They are both in the shape of being hugged by Mr. Tallow.

Although your sister looks surprised for a moment, she quickly returns to her tender face and pounds Mr. Tallow on the back.

"Mm, Tallow, it's okay. He's here."

That's what I say, stop beating him, and hug Mr. Tallow.

Somehow, I feel like I should do that, and I hug it the same way.

In the meantime, Mr. Tallow never spoke out. But only leaning on us, that's all I could somehow guess.