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

"Huh!"

"Goddamn it, Tsu!

Play a one-handed sword rushed at an unexpected speed and instantly return to the collapsed position.

Re-establish the sword in blue eyes and breathe through physical strengthening without understanding.

This would hurt me badly if I watched it sweetly.

"Damn, it looks like you ate the side of the boulder."

I'll be happy to say it with my mouth raised. You'll see how I rush ahead.

Certainly at a completely unexpected rate, I might not have been able to do it without fairy arts.

"Come on, let's go!

And just like me, he's stepping in with a strengthened body.

Be vigilant for sharp steps without precipitation, and predict the sword muscle. This time, you won't have to fall ill.

But because it was a one-handed sword, or because I predicted that it would be done, the cut back came down at an even faster rate.

"Knock."

Give up dealing with the sword alone, and smooth it with your own sword.

Sounding the sound of Kiin and Iron rubbing each other, I tried to keep it behind me, but the fact that my back fist approached me forced me to twist my body and fly to the side.

I managed to make it, but I was eating properly if I kept going in there.

"Chi! React as well as usual!

I rushed to fix my position, but it seemed like it was an unscrupulous move, so I couldn't chase it back.

Despite showing that move, he's calm over there, and he's not disturbed in his breath.

Reinforced magic also keeps it clean. On the contrary, the amount of magic that is caged is also inside.

"Dad, I'm a little serious this time. I'm scared."

"Let it soak up, even if it's still far from what you mean!

No, I can still gear up if I do fight with all my strength, but you're so much stronger than you were before your father.

I was able to deal with it in fairy arts last time, but this time I'm afraid I can't do it without reinforcement magic anymore.

And what is that one-handed sword? It's always been a great sword, hasn't it?

It's hard to attack because of the small circle.

"I'm still going up there, kid!

"Roar."

Your father really came at an even higher rate, as declared.

While surprised by that, he decides that it is a manageable speed and joins his sword.

But unlike before, there is no gap after waving a sword at your father. I have to go break this up.

"..................... wear it!

"Hmm? Ugh!

I felt the magic flow at the same time my father began to whine with Boso as he matched his sword, and when I wondered what he was willing to do, an ice spear broke out at close range and came down.

And the sword comes down from another direction at the same time.

Oh, I can't do this. Inevitable. Prevent it with barriers.

Both attacks are prevented by putting up barriers and falling back.

"Chi! Barriers are cowardly!

"No, your father uses magic, too."

"I'm good. I am!

"Yep."

It is my utmost remark as good as it feels. Still, I wonder why it's so fun.

Actually, it's kind of fun to pair swords like this with your father. I'm a little scared though.

"Your father's coward! Lose!

"Oh, Sigal, that's terrible! Gu, gu, eh, you little brat! It's all your fault!

"That's too unreasonable for boulders, isn't it!

I scream as I resist my father, who cuts me off with tremendous temper.

But your father doesn't want to, he comes swinging a quick, fine sword with a one-handed sword.

You're in the same condition as just now. Seriously, Dad, I think you're getting too strong.

Originally, the sword muscle itself was beautiful just because it became a finely chopped slash, and the sharpness is out of step.

Father's fastest speed is not so impotent in itself, but by finely chopping it, it feels like the speed has increased.

"Yeah, come on, fight back!

"Seriously, though, I'm having trouble with the lack of a counterattack gap."

"Hmm, use that fortified magic and you'll be fine!

"Against the moves with a push, a little masterly of my own"

If you really have to win, you don't want to push at a time like this.

Even though the basics are about the same with the enhancement state, I think it is because I am using a little immortal enhancement.

I still feel overdone.

"... uh, good luck with your grandpa."

"Pretend!?

"- Huh."

The moment Kroto cheered on his father, his movements slowed.

Run the sword without letting that gap escape, and stop the sword in front of your father on his flank.

... Is this a good way to win? I'm a little sorry about something.

"Shit, cum, cum"

"Yes, your father's loss."

"Ma, wait, Sigal, that's the one now, I'm a little surprised!

Right? Obviously the moment movement of Kroto's cheering was strange.

I mean, you're surprised you're backed up, Dad. You're aware you're not backed up.

"... Grandpa, I'm sorry, if I backed you up, couldn't you?

"~ ~ ~ ~! Well, that's not true, Mr. Kroto. Grandpa was delighted. Yikes!

He complains to Sigal about his father, but he shows how he panicked when Kroto asked him how sorry he was.

And I lifted up my croto and smiled and said so to get in the mood.

"... good"

"Grandpa would love that! No, Kroto, you're such a sweet girl!

When Kroto showed a relieved face, his father also looked relieved, followed by a relieved face.

It is totally deredere. I wonder if you're so happy to be called Grandpa.

"Yes, yes, Grandpa. So today's good enough, huh?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"Yes, yes, right?

"... yes"

Father told by Sigal to be strong and sadly broken.

But the fact that Kroto stroked his father's head immediately brought him back to life.

Kroto, good job.

"Kroto, would you like a snack?!

"... yeah."

"Okay, then let's go ask Grandma!

Father, whose legs had already moved before he heard back from Kroto, left us and walked into the house.

Because I like sweets, Kroto reacted slightly faster than usual.

Sigal was sighing and watching the sight.

"Ha... I hope you don't feel bad anymore, Kroto."

"Hmm, aren't you okay? Don't be my father."

"I hope so."

Ha and exhale again, Sigal leaning against me.

And I stroke your head as you hug her, and I'm in the mood.

Um, me and your dad don't really change positions after all. Well, good.

"Sister, you're not back yet. I wonder what time he'll be back."

"He said it wouldn't be that late, and he'll be back before dark."

Inai is not here. I go to the castle.

We'll come and say hello to your father in the meantime, and Inai will be here later.

Gret and Huck sleep round the edge of the garden. Today's hack on the boulder is human shaped, though.

"Let's go too."

"Mm-hmm. We've had a little bit of this."

"Doesn't it smell like sweat?

"I hope so."

I feel like Sigal said something similar before. Is it a smell fetish?

I like the smell of cigars, too, but I don't really like the smell of my sweat.

Well, if Sigal's happy, why not? Let's do this for a while now.

What's standing like this, and holding the cigar and moving straight to the side of the gret?

I lean on Grett, and Sigal leans on me.

Sigal did not move at all during the trip. Lovely.

Uh, warm front and back. This is going to sleep...