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

"Master Tallow, Mr. Salamid has arrived."

"Oh, yes, uh, should I pick you up outside?

The grandfather of the person in charge of gathering the servants of the mansion informed me of Mr. Salamid's visit, and when he arrived in advance, he was contacted, so I respond without any particular doubt.

I just don't know how to welcome him, so I asked my grandfather.

"Thank you for your patience, Master Tallow."

But Grandpa answers my question quietly.

It's very difficult for me to be free. Wouldn't you be rude?

I think I have a few priors myself, so I wanted you to let me know if I could.

"Oh, well... well, I'll pick you up outside,"

"Then I'll go ahead and tell you that."

Grandpa left the spot as soon as he heard from me.

You must have gone to tell Mr. Salamid I was coming, as I said.

They didn't say anything, and I wonder if it's okay to think...

"What can I do for you, Mr. Salamid?"

"Come on... all I can tell you is that I'm coming today."

Return words that have not answered Sigal's questions.

I've only heard from people who have come in advance to get permission to visit.

All I know is that you want to come see me for now.

When I told her Inai wasn't there that day, she told me that she didn't mind because she was coming to see me.

'Isn't that what you want me to do again?

"It's not a hack, so... it was mostly a confirmation of my strength, so you won't do it anymore."

"Is that true, too"

Are you convinced? If you know what I mean, you can make me feel a little more comfortable, Mr. Huck.

I can't stay with you for long when you get busted by the hack right now.

I'm basically baton touching Cigal on the way.

"For now, I'll pick you up, but what do we all do?

"I'll follow you, too."

"If Cigal's going, I'm going, too."

As soon as I asked her to change into proper clothes just in case, she began to change clothes as well.

Even so, Sigal is already dressed for some reception from the beginning, so I just weaved my jacket.

Haku is delivered into Sigal's arms in dragon form.

Kroto, you are nodding cocoon and holding Sigal's hand.

Speaking of which, Sigal, you've been wearing makeup every day lately.

"Yeah. I don't really want to, but it's better to get used to it in places like this."

"Uh, Cheng Cheng... women are in trouble"

"Nothing. Can I make you Mr. Tallow?

"Yamatekdasai, Onegaishimus"

What do I have to do to make great people in other countries look like they're wearing makeup?

I don't like to be rumored that Mr. Tallow of Tanaka likes women's clothing or something. I...

I've already misunderstood a few people. Garabaugh will bust again.

He's totally the exclusive escort of Quelle.

Even at the ceremony, there was no escort other than Galabagh.

I know he'd be relieved, but why would he be upset about something?

"You look great."

"Yah-yah. You promised to give in, but only in the house."

"It's a waste of time for your father to be cute. Hey, Mr. Kroto."

"... I think your father is cute"

"Look, Kroto, that's what you're saying, too. Mr. Tallow, you're gonna be cuter than me."

I don't dress like a woman outside, no matter what anyone says. I hate my husband more than my daughter-in-law.

Besides, Sigal must have decided to be cuter.

Well, there's been some growth and makeup lately, and it's more beautiful than cute.

"Look, I'm ready, and I'll be there soon."

"Couscous, yes"

I was the slowest person to prepare, but I encourage you to move in to avoid letting this conversation continue any longer.

Sigal follows me with a laugh after figuring it out.

As I headed outside, there was one of the mansion's servants standing in front of the front door, and when I approached him, he opened the door.

Stay out while I'm a little confused about the treatment I'm a little unfamiliar with.

Usually Inai takes the lead, and they're all going to do it towards Inai, so there's nothing in particular, but is it because you're a little embarrassed when you're made yourself a little bit of a citizen?

Inai tells me I shouldn't say it because it's their job to do it without thinking, "You don't have to do that."

I was told that since it was a visit with an official title rather than a private business, I would have to be able to entertain the other side. Besides, we treat them the same way.

"Mr. Tallow, there are some interesting animals."

"You're here. It's like I turned down 'Giraffe'..."

"'Giraffe'? Is that called 'Giraffe'?

"Oh, no, uh, there's a creature with a name like that."

Apparently, Sigal has never seen that creature either.

It's not the horse you often see pulling the car where Mr. Salamid would be.

A creature with a giraffe torso horse-sized and a feeling of missing horns is connected.

Something, awesome, unbalanced shape.

As we approach as we observe strange creatures, someone like you speaks in the car.

In response, Mr. Salamid comes down and opens his mouth with a token when we get to the side.

"Thank you for a pleasant welcome."

"Oh, yes, not really. I don't know anything about politeness, but have you been rude or something?

"Haha, it's okay. Naraga herself doesn't have the extra fine courtesy to say so. The history of the country is shallow. Courtesy of other countries, of course."

Uh, well. Is it some kind of independent country?

But they were originally in some country, and I wonder if there's any courtesy in that country.

Oh, it feels like Umr and it's a multinational country, and maybe it's troublesome if culture decides weirdly after all.

"Besides, I'm not exactly a nobleman, so you don't have to be afraid to do that."

"Oh, really?

He's the son of the Grand Duke, so I thought he was princely from the standpoint.

I see signs that people around me are moving with concern for Mr. Salamid.

"It's a little tricky to explain, but for once my position is aristocratic, that I'm not aristocratic myself... or, to put it simply, something similar to Mr. Tallow's,"

Just like me?

My position... is Inai's husband, the great hero of the great Umr?

But when they say it's the same, it won't pin.

"It's a large aristocratic family, treated a little under the person. But you are not a nobleman yourself. Not exactly, but that's roughly what it feels like. For once, I am noble, but not noble."

Oh, yeah, I'm family, so you got a pretty good handle on that?

Hmm, but the way Mr. Salamid put it, nobility sounds like nobility.

I knew I'd solve it well.

"Well, that's kind of tricky."

"Yeah, I think so too"

Mr. Salamid explains his position with a laugh.

Maybe it's my fault, but it's easier to talk than when I met you before.

I feel the atmosphere is a little soft. There was a bit more stiff atmosphere at the ruins.

"They went out for sightseeing in the city the other day, how was this city?

"I think it's a good city. The city is well maintained and the food is delicious"

Though I was a little wary because there are so many armed people, the only thing that disturbs me is one thing in the dining room.

The streets are beautiful, and they seem to be well guarded.

It seemed well distributed and the meal was delicious.

It just felt a little, a lot soggy, though.

"Good if you liked it. The development of this city is a gift of the efforts of everyone but my father."

"Was it not the Grand Duke?"

"Yes."

Grand Duke, isn't your son hating you too much?

No, I wonder if we can say it big because we're close.

It sounds like a lot of clutter, that Grand Duke.

"Brother, is it time for me to show my face too?

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry"

I hear a voice in the car calling me "brother," and I respond to that, Mr. Salamid.

I had a sister. I thought you were my only son.

Mr. Salamid turned his hand toward the car and his gloved hand overlapped his hand.

And a beautiful woman dressed beautifully from inside slowly came out and thanked us.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Stracia Solona Anagus."

When I looked up in the name of my first name, he stared me in the eye.

You're a beautiful man. Although the makeup is a bit thick.

I have long curly hair, and it's exactly what a lady looks like.

And she slowly looks around our faces and tilts her neck with a strange face.

"Is Master Tallow staying in the mansion?

"Uh..."

Why look me in the eye and ask about "Master Tallow"?

What, sister, how are you asking about me?

"Oh, you know, Tallow's himself."

"... eh"

They look me in the eye and say I can't believe it.

Hey, Mr. Salamid, seriously, what are you telling me about me?

Obviously, you don't believe me.

"I don't care what you think, kid..."

"Strasia!"

"Oh, sorry!

Mr. Salamid screams as if he panicked at the words his sister groaned.

My sister apologizes for showing that voice how annoyed she is. Mr. Salamid, standing next to me, also came bowing his head.

"No, you know, never mind..."

I'll have my head up for now, and I'll say it if I don't care.

It's not like I didn't, but I've already given up. This kind of thing isn't once or twice.

Kid... kid... I'm over twenty...