"That's the house we're using."
When my aunt looked in the direction of pointing her finger, there was a large gardened house there.
Until I got here, there were a lot of houses a little big, but maybe it's the land where the wealthy live?
"I'm using it now, are you? Isn't this the real house?
Sigal asks her aunt. Are you here with the villa?
Will you be rich or noble? But I don't feel aristocratic from this guy.
"Yeah, I'm actually from another country, and I live here provisionally because of circumstances."
"Hmm."
Circumstances. I guess I don't want to go into too much detail around not saying what it is.
Cigal won't go any further, either, and I'm going to direct Gret.
"Can I get this kid into the garden, too?
"Of course. Why don't you come into your house?
My aunt says as she strokes Gret, but isn't it a bit annoying to the boulders? One room will be filled normally, when this guy gets in.
In the meantime, I opened the gate of the house, and as I entered the garden, someone jumped out of the house.
"Dear Beresena! Where have you been?!
It was the woman who popped up.
He runs to the front of Grett in a hurry, but when Grett roars, he stops with a sudden brake in front of him.
"Oh, it's okay. It's ours."
My aunt doesn't look particularly hasty and strokes Grett. Is Gret? After seeing my aunt like I said, I lay low so I could get down.
Isn't he too smart? I totally understand the language. It's a level reaction, isn't it?
"Oh, you know, Master Beresena, these guys... And where were you while I was gone?"
Apparently, a simple pant-look sister asks her aunt as she wolves to help her house or something. The name is Beresena.
But this country seems like it, too, but you don't have many followers in skirts. I wonder if this continent is an overall pant look for female squire.
No, that's not what I want to see in my skirt or anything.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I think I'm worried. I was just going shopping. These kids helped me get in trouble."
That said, Nico laughs at us pointing to the luggage we have and getting a little overstretched.
I don't know what to say, you loose somewhere, this guy. You like it for these people, but it's hard for people around you.
They're going to tell you not to!
"Was it"
When the woman nods at Mr. Beresena's words, she turns to this way and thanks him with one hand on her chest.
"Thank you for helping my husband this time."
Oh, I figured it was a help or something. However, I felt signs of doing some martial arts from the standpoint, so it just doesn't seem like a chore help.
"Oh, no, I just had my stuff, and I didn't do that kind of thing."
I mean, Beresena, too, I should have gotten help if she was here to help. Why did you go alone?
"No, I'm glad you guys met my husband. I wish the thugs had attacked me."
Instead of narrowing her eyes, she says in an awesome shape with a wrinkle between her brows. I don't know, has that happened in the past?
Then I wonder how loose this man is.
"That's when it happened. Something I can't help. That's what it is."
"Oh no, Master Beresena"
"It's okay. I'm sorry, take it easy. I won't do it anymore."
"... okay"
Seems to have been conversed under circumstances that only the main obedient can understand. There is a great sense of being left behind, but it feels like the air won't shut its mouth.
Well, we made it home safe, and we should go back for a stroll around the city.
"Well, I'm glad it was delivered safely. Well, here we are."
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
When I unload my luggage by the entrance to the house, I tell her I'm leaving with my head down. Then both the Lord and his Subordinates raise their voices in astonishment.
Did I do something weird?
"Oh, you know, I haven't thanked you yet."
"Yeah, we haven't done anything yet, have we?
Even so, I didn't want you to thank me for anything. I don't have any thoughts that might help me because they were rich.
"Nothing to thank, especially. I just couldn't leave you alone. Right?"
"Haha, you're right"
When I say to Cigal, Cigal answers with a laugh. Haku is tired of something, leaning against Gret and getting bogged down.
That, there's no croto.
"That, what about Kroto?
Notice that there is no croto in the field of vision that cannot be turned around. Sigal looks around in a hurry, too, but I can't see him.
"... are you there?
Kroto sneaks his face out of the shadow of Gret. I didn't know it was completely hidden. I was in a hurry.
I wondered what time she was gone. If I was lost, I'd run around because I couldn't detect it.
"Or cute...!!
"What?"
Suddenly turning back to the woman who raised her voice, that gaze is totally looking at Kroto with cancer.
"Oh, you know, this kid, too, to help?
Unlike the calm voice earlier, as I turned to me, I would hear it in a quick tone.
I helped Kroto, pick up the bags, and carry the bags. I don't use black, so it's a normal child-level help.
"Yeah, yeah. Yes, but."
"Really! Well, I definitely need to thank you for this! Isn't that nice!?
I can give a little wolf to the woman who takes Kroto's hand and turns her face to Mr. Beresena and says: Yeah, I don't know, does this guy like kids?
Kroto himself looks at the woman with her neck tilted. The expression is the same, so I won't judge you right now.
"Oh, yeah. But that's for you, isn't it?
"Yes, of course!
Mr Beresena answers calmly, without looking particularly surprised. Yeah, something, it's a normal sight, to observe from that reaction.
I hope it's not a wrong move, an act coming from criminal thinking. The child is unscrupulous and strong, so it is dangerous.
"Yes, you guys, did you have lunch?
"No, I haven't eaten yet."
"Then we'll treat you to lunch! You're going to make it now!!
When the woman shouted so, she held a bag of ingredients and went into the house with a dash. Is it a good idea to leave my family behind?
If you were left behind, you'd be nicking.
"Oh, I can't help it. I'm sorry. That's how much she loves it."
"Oh, really?"
After all, it seems like the usual sight, as I thought. I wonder if you're okay, that guy.
"If it's good, I meant to, but I'm sorry. Am I bothering you?
"Uh, no, that, that's okay"
Something like this makes me feel awesome about losing momentum, but is it okay?
We're all going straight to Mr. Beresena's invitation.
"... what do we do, we can't go in there?"
I just turned around, turned to the garden worried that Gret couldn't get in, and started to take off the big window, mostly.
"Oh, you know what?"
"Wait a minute, I think you can get in if you take the window off."
"Well, you don't have to go that far, we'll wait outside, right?
"No, no. I got a ride this far, so I have to thank this kid."
Don't worry about me reluctantly, remove two windows, and stand beside me.
"Look, now you can get in, right?
Speak with a smile as you stroke Gret. Grett sounds happy somewhere, walks straight into the room and rolls over to sleep on the lump.
Has this guy cared with this one?
"Look, everybody, go ahead."
Mr. Beresena walks straight into the house, pulling Kroto's hand.
"Relax, you're a pushy old lady"
"Hey."
Nodding at Sigal's words, we enter the house, too. Something's wrong with you.