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

"Oh, delicious"

Mouth Mr. Strasia's prepared dishes and swallow what he seemed to say 'unexpectedly' for a moment.

Because given her character and position, I didn't think she could cook normally.

The flavoring is a bit thin, but I guess I prefer the flavoring.

"My master makes me do it every day. I'm used to it."

She responds to herself, but I guess that means she hasn't been good before.

Let's stop the wild penetration. I can't believe the food we have here right now is delicious.

Or, after all, what did you call your master about your grandmother?

"Grandma, are you making me call you a master? That's surprising."

"That's just what the lady calls it on her own. That's not what Baba told me to call myself."

"But aren't you full?

"Ha, there's no such thing as one way to call it. Mostly when you train people, it's for your own fun."

"Being a baba makes me less honest."

"Ha, I don't want Inai to tell you"

Last time I was a grown-up because Mr. Strasia was there. Inai, but today we both look delighted because we're talking like we usually do.

Or say Baba to the person. No, well, I guess that means we're close.

"I can't do much with this girl. You knocked everything in from scratch, didn't you?

"Ugh, that verse, thank you..."

"In the beginning, I couldn't even be satisfied with cooking."

"Ah, Master, let's stop it! Let's not talk about that! Right!?"

"I let you do it because I'll soak it up that I can fill myself up, and it's already scattered -"

"Master! Please stop! Please!"

Apparently, as I was under the impression, the chores weren't too good.

Strasia is desperate for her grandmother, who laughs when she comes.

Somehow it's a sight to figure out what the two of us normally look like.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. You put in a few months of hard work and got your current skills. Tighten your chest."

"Master...!

Looks like she came with Gene to her grandmother's kind words, and Mr. Strasia is turning to his would-be eyes as he joins hands with his chest.

But I don't feel like making fun of it when I couldn't.

Well, if they're good with that, it's nothing.

"Well, how are you doing if you're supposed to be in charge, Grandma?"

"You haven't done that yet. The force push is terrible because the person's abilities are too high. Sure, lady, there aren't many people you can defeat with that, but let's not talk about it now."

"Mirka-like opponents must be natural enemies."

"Definitely. If Mirka wasn't weighty, I'd let her fight and show her despair."

"Grandma can do the same."

"That's not for Mirka. That kid's disconnect is unusual. You can imitate boulders."

Mr. Mirka's disconnection is certainly an unusual level.

I live in a world not a few millimeters away from putting my hands on the blade.

Thinking about the neighborhood, I wonder if I'll really be able to beat that guy or something.

Because of this, Mr. Mirka is in his room because the baby is awake and grumpy.

Apparently, she was hungry, so I tried to give it to her normally in the living room, so she went to a private room.

That guy still can't fix a place like that when he's got kids.

Speaking of which, Mr. Mirka's kid is a girl, and he named her Urka.

As for Mirka and Howe's daughter, it seems like she took her husband's name on Mirka's basis.

"Hey, Mr. Sigal. Was that guy that strong? It doesn't look that way right now."

"You're so strong. Mr. Tallow is doing everything he can to lose. Right?"

"He did?

Mr. Strasia asked me softly if I was concerned about the conversation between the two of them.

Mr. Sigal, for some reason you seem very happy to talk about my defeat.

If I did, I'd be talking about my country's heroes, so is this reaction natural?

I mean, maybe this is what I look like when I'm talking about my masters.

"Yeah, it's strong. When that guy was still able to fight, I couldn't stand my teeth right now. I don't know if I can even hit one last shot in the back..."

"My wife's the one I ate, right?

"Yeah. Maybe that guy, I'm sure he'll handle it. That's how strong she was."

"Yes, what... I can't imagine from that look"

"She's pretty weak right now."

Maybe even I can win if I'm Mr. Mirka now.

I'm not happy to win with that, so I'll never try.

"What does it feel like to be cut off so badly?

"Well... in Mr. Strasia's case, for example, when attacking someone, it moves purely faster than the other person's attack."

"Right. But isn't that normal for anyone?

"No, it's not normal. Normally I would watch the opponent's preliminary movements and avoid them while predicting their movements."

Why don't we just move faster than the other guy for something else? I've been told that it's impotent.

This guy was like this, so I could win. Because even if it responds reflexively, it's not working with predictions.

I wonder if my physical abilities are too high and I don't really understand the importance of technology.

"I know about that, of course, but you still have to move as fast as they do."

"Uh... well, sure, that's, like, normal, maybe?

"Right?"

Something's on my chest, but I'm not falling for a second. Sort of.

"Mr. Mirka handles his body well enough to ignore that speed."

"How much can you ignore?

"Hmm... Mr. Strasia would be able to deal with you at your leisure about my speed around the beginning of the match?"

When Mr. Mirka fought me, he made a faster move than me to show me his full strength.

But that's only the last moment. Decide the battle, it's just about that moment.

Otherwise he was basically dealing with it at about half my speed.

I'm the one who's trained by her, skilled, and knows some of her moves.

She's probably not going to be able to attack Mr. Mirka if she hasn't worn out the technology yet.

There may be some master snoring in there as well.

"Oh, joke, right?

"Unfortunately, I'm not kidding."

"That's right... that's too bad"

Her last words were very small things but they were reaching her ears.

How true to desire. Surely for her, someone like Mr. Mirka would be delighted.

Or if you're over here, Mr. Lynn or something like that is going to deal with you.

"My master tells me to be able to move without pushing any more force, but I'm not doing very well. If they say they can't pull it out, they won't be able to make it."

"Uh... it's also hard to say that you're too physically capable."

I am so physically incapable that I have to rely on the technical side.

But considering that, isn't it amazing that Mr. Lynn is skilled in all his physical abilities?

Oh, no, I wonder if it's because I was trained in childhood, in her case.

He did tell me that Mr. Woobrune taught me the sword.

"I wish I'd improved my chores faster... because I'd be made to do it every day. That's perfectly good because it can be used in the future, or I'd be very grateful. My master taught me well."

"Haha, looks like you're even here for bridesmaid training"

"Um, but there are a few things I remember here that don't work in Japan. Uml's furniture is a little too good, so it's a lot harder if you're normal, right?

"Oh, sure. I thought since I started going to another country, it's convenient in this country."

Because I can live my life no different than when I was in Japan, this country.

I don't think there was a boiler or anything like that in Mr. Strasia's country, and life would be much different.

We had a soothing meal chatting like that and enjoyed ourselves in a little nostalgic mood.

Because this is how noisy it was everyday when I got here... really, I miss it.

Not that I miss you now, but I think you liked life back then.

If I had kids and grandchildren at some point, I wonder if I could be like this...