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

"Yo, hey, take"

A great sword that is swung down, slashed back, swung down again, and now rotated and shaken as it is.

They are played, bounced, and distanced.

"Knock it off, as usual! Come here without leaving!

I can see you're upset with me for avoiding, running, and not fighting back.

I don't seem to mind traveling completely unwilling to step in. Because of this, he is Sigal's father.

He heard that Sigal had come back from somewhere, and he came back with all the work behind him.

And when he came back and looked at me, he yelled at me.

"I used to take unconsciousness, but not this time! Out in the yard, kid!

I said, they went first to the garden with only the great sword, and I didn't have time to reply to anything I did.

I said you can leave Cigal alone, but I don't know. That's a bit. So I'm dealing with your father in the garden.

Even so, I'm not very motivated. I don't want you to get hurt.

Good luck, Mr. Tallow.

Support for me from Cigal flies. That's all I know about your father's temper even more.

Mr. Cigal, please don't pour gas. Besides, aren't you a tremendously unmotivated cheer today?

"Is the father better?

"Fine, nothing."

Your father's anger increased even more. Why does Hate turn to us in Sigal's remarks? I know, but I don't know.

I don't know why you hate your father so much, and Sigal.

"Go ahhhhhh!!

My father steps in with the temper hanging. That speed, and the sharpness of sword swing, is certainly faster than when I did it before.

Most importantly, it is unleashing its sharp sword strike without reinforcement.

I'm basically not fortifying myself, but I'm in a state where I sometimes avoid using fairy arts in dangerous moments. I used to have no problem with just fleeing, but now by the way, there's a mixture of dangerous sword strikes.

"Hehe, it seems like you can't afford a servant either!

Apparently, he felt he couldn't afford me with his expression on attacks that sometimes hissed.

No, I'm actually serious, so I can't afford that much. On the street before anything else, occasionally dangerous sword strikes fly.

I can't help but rush a little at the moment of avoidance.

"I asked the Knights to bow their heads and mix them with training when I had time! A sharper sword attack than before, taste it fully!

Dad, you've been training with the Knights. I wonder if he was working with a knight captain or something.

If that's the case, this improvement isn't half as good.

Plus, your physical abilities are clearly up, and after all, people in this world have the potential to gain tremendous power depending on their efforts.

I'd be scared if this could be reinforced like before. It would be nice to have bare hands, but I'm also afraid to let you get hurt if you're a sword trident.

"So come on, come closer!

But I'm pretty sure it's hard to go after me running away while I wave the big sword.

The Great Sword will have reach and power. But the advantage is if the opponent is willing to compete properly.

Blah, blah, blah. I'm not very motivated. So I back off so I don't get hurt, turn around, and avoid escaping the range of the Great Sword.

"Don't you think it's dangerous when you get close?"

"I know! So come closer!

Dad, I don't think you're willing to bust me, but you seem unhappy that you can't show your strength.

Shaggy, let's go.

He strengthens his body with immortality and puts it within his father's sword reach.

"Huh!"

But Dad reacts to a rate that he couldn't react to before. If you don't rip my torso off with a big sword, I'll swing it sideways. I think maybe this is the least they could do to deal with it, but it's too thoughtful and scary.

I rub the sword with a sword that I switched backwards at the moment of stepping in, dropping my torso and playing the sword up.

"Noooo!?

Your father seemed unable to go about unexpected movements, and his body stretched out to the power of his sword. The result is a gap.

I didn't kill the move I played the sword in, diving into your father's pocket as he spins, stopping his sword tip in front of your father's torso.

"Grunt!"

Father looks palpable and regrettable with his sword in a played position.

"That's it. Mr. Tallow wins -"

So, with a distracted voice, Sigal's stop went in.

"Si, Sigal, you can still, you can still do it!

"Father, it's not cool not to admit to losing"

"Ugh."

Dad took more damage from Sigal, dropped his sword and sank. Nannon.

"Yes, yes, it's good, it's time to come back"

"Ah, Mother, welcome home"

So I was coming home while I was pairing up with your father, and Mr. Sierina calls me.

"Sigal, if you're coming back, I wish you'd contacted me"

"It was quicker to get here than to fly in touch. Inai, your sister is with you."

"Sure, so is that. Is Mr. Stell staying with us?

"Yeah, we're all staying today"

Apparently, I haven't talked to Mela in detail yet. I've already told Mela that I'm staying.

Inai is in the house, so maybe he talked to Inai a little bit.

"By the way, that big kid..."

Ms Sierina asks the question, turning to Gret, who is round at the edge of the garden.

Because of this, Kroto is leaning against Gret and sleeping. She's close.

Haku, who would like to get along most, was wrapped up in cigars while being slightly infidel.

"It's the kid I keep. Excellent for carrying luggage and vehicles. His name is Englegret. My nickname is Gret."

"Yes, are the other children, Mr. Steele?

It must be about Haku and Kroto. Haku was wrapped up until just now, but he's looking a little further away.

Did you care for it for once?

"The kid with the feathers over there is Huck. Our friend. The kid sleeping over there is you, Kroto. Um, she's a little under the circumstances, and we're all taking care of her."

"Yes, thank you"

Mr. Sierina stands in front of Haku to thank him.

"Mr. Haku, my daughter is taking care of you. My name is Sielina, my mother."

"Yeah, nice to meet you!

Huck responds to Mr. Sierina and returns his greetings. Mr. Sierina is surprised for a moment by the squeal, but ends in that moment.

This guy, he basically doesn't work.

Then he walks up to Stasta and Grett and strokes Grett's head.

Kroto was staring at Mr. Sierina with a pompous face as to whether he woke up with signs of people approaching him.

"I'm sorry. Did you come?

Mr. Sierina, who notices that Kroto is awake, crouches down and apologizes to Kroto.

"... yeah, I'm fine"

"Yes, thank you. Nice to meet you. I'm Cigal's mother."

"... Cigal, your mother's mother?

Kroto's remarks saw his father, who was falling apart, stand up and cram into Cigal.

Mr. Sierina doesn't look particularly moved. As much as watching your father's behavior with a slightly frightened face.

"Si, Sigal! What are you talking about?

"That's why I told you we were looking after the kid."

"Yes, but your mother!

That's what she calls me and her sister Inai.

I wonder what your father is in a hurry for. Don't you just like to call Cigal your mother and that?

"Oh, is that child born to Stelle?!?

"No, I'm not."

"So that guy already had a kid!? The other guy!? Is there anything else besides Master Stell, that man!?

"... Father, are you listening to people?

Oh, you know what? I wonder if you don't care that I was married to a man who already has children.

No, to observe from the statement, does it feel like you don't care that other women already had children and you didn't let them know about it?

Well, that's not true.

"Shut up, Grandpa."

"Sielina!?

Mr. Sierina tells his father as if he was frightened, holding a croto at some point.

Your father is surprised by the overaction in that statement. I wonder if I'm tired.

"'Cause you do, don't you? If you refer to Sigal as your mother, I'm your grandmother, and you're your grandfather."

"Yes, no, but"

"Someone who doesn't know what to say. Hey, Mr. Crotto."

As opposed to his wolfish father, Mr. Sierina meets Kroto with a smile. On the contrary, I say grandma myself.

I wonder if you wanted a grandson.

"... Grandma... Grandpa... Grandpa?

"Guru!?

Kroto is held by Mr. Sierina, stares at Mr. Sierina and says Grandpa, then looks at his father and calls him Grandpa as he bends his neck to Coten.

Father groans at the motion, again lagging behind. I wonder if you didn't mind.

"Oh, it's Grandpa."

But your father gave you a good look and said he was your grandfather.

Yeah, something - you're switching fast. This guy, too. Well, maybe Kroto was simply adorable.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa, Grandpa. Time to get back home."

"Oh, oh."

"Well, guys, let's go into the house"

Cigal sighs easily and makes a suggestion to go back home.

Dad replies to Cigal without his expression back and follows Cigal walking away. It is Grandpa who cares about his grandson as he leaves looking at Kroto.

Apparently Kroto's cuteness beat the shock of losing to me.

"Come on, you guys, let's go."

We'll be led by Mr. Sierina and back inside the house. Gret, you are the same garden.

However, I don't have to worry about the rain because I have been put to sleep somewhere with proper rain.

Cigal was also giving you rice earlier. Dad, look at me completely, I didn't see you eating meat at all.

When I went back inside, Mela and Inai were making some sneer jokes. It felt like we were talking about some kind of tool to see from the words that sounded discontinuous.

I wonder if Mela is someone interested in technical tools.

"Welcome home."

When Inai saw us, he gave us a welcome.

"I'm home, Inai"

Where I replied, my father gave me a stiff look and knelt in front of Inai.

"Dear S, Stell, I'm sorry I didn't even say hello earlier! When I saw the kid's face, I didn't think so!

"I don't mind. For me, you could be my father, too. Don't worry too much."

"Wow, I'm Stell's!?

Father surprised by Inai's daughter statement. I'm surprised at your father today.

I was just wondering if you're really tired before.

"Isn't that right? Hey, Sigal."

"Right. It turns out that way."

"Oh, you've got more daughters."

"Good for you, Mr. Sierina"

To the words of Inai and Sigal, delighted Mr. Sierina and Mr. Mela. Just your father. Something's wrong with the air.

Only one father has not been able to follow the stream. Something about great intimacy.

"Whatever, Inai, you can call me away, right?

"Oh, that's horrible!

Father shaking his head in Inai's remarks. Mr. Sierina whispered, too, and said to the boulder that I couldn't do that.

Thinking about it, Sigal adapted quickly. I wonder if it was unique to children, oh.

"So, Master Inai, are you sure?

"It doesn't have to be."

"... So, Mr. Inai?

"Yes, Mother."

Mr. Sierina seems to have decided to call Inai by name, even though she said she couldn't. But I wonder if I can call it off to the boulder.

Inai was Inai and called Mr. Sierina Mother. Something like this is starting to feel like we're gathered at a relative's house.

No, when I marry Cigal, do I actually?

"Yes, Inai,"

"Yes, Father"

Your father calls Inai's name, too. It's so tough. No, well, from your fathers, it's the guy up there. That takes courage to smash.

When Inai, who responded to that courage, called him father with a soft smile, his father turned into a frightened face. I got a little poked around the side from Cigal and went back to sanity though.

"I think we're celebrating more family today."

"Right. I didn't really feel that way before, but you've got more family. Shall we have a treat full of eyes today?"

When Mela asks Sielina, Sielina nods at it too, colludes, and leaves the room with a patter.

You do feel I'm here to be recognized, rather than have more family back in the day.

"Let's help too."

"Yeah, let's go, sister"

Inai and Sigal also followed to help.

It was me, Kroto, Haku and your father who were left behind.

I don't know what to do. I wonder if I should even talk to your father in public.

"Ku, Kroto, are you, like, interested in books or something?

"... a book?

But Dad seems to have pinned the target to the chroot. I'm dealing with you with such a smile.

I don't know if my business is getting any better.

"Oh, we have plenty of them, from simple picture books to somewhat difficult academic books, but aren't you interested?

"... Father, can I come?

"If Kroto wants to go, of course."

Apparently, I'm interested, so I'll give you permission. You don't have to worry about me like that. It's in the house. I'd like you to tell me because I'll be lost outside.

My father flattered me slightly that Kroto had asked me for permission, and when I gave him permission, he struck me in the tongue, but I decided not to care.

"... then, go"

"Right, well, let's go with Grandpa then!

"... yeah, grandpa"

Father slowly pulled Kroto's hand with the look on his face and left the room.

"Something, you're a delightful man"

I don't think Haku wants me to tell you. You probably are, too.