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

"Are you ready, kid!

"Yes, go ahead"

The next morning, my father woke me up, and my father was beaten by Sigal, who slept next door.

Well, put that aside, the point is, it's the hourly one.

He tells me to deal with him, and he's been out in the garden since before breakfast.

"Munyu... yes, well, here we go..."

Cigal signals the beginning to the sleeping beard. I said you could sleep.

"Let's go!

My father came in just like last time and stood around feeling the same as before.

The gear is the same as before, one-handed sword and shield, but it's just speeding up again more than before.

Try to take it the same way you did before, don't make a slight deviation.

First, I concentrate on fixing that deviation and turn to take it as I watch your father move.

Don't accidentally attack from the shield side, as you did last time, and don't get played even if you did.

But it's a beautiful sword. Dad, I really want to suspect you're a civilian.

I'm not going to chase you completely unless it's a double reinforcement anymore.

"Ha, as always, standing up is all about defense!

"Even if they say so, it's dangerous not to."

"Hmm, you're still an extra face! But I can afford it, it's definitely breaking down today!

Dad laughed niggardly and seemed to have something to do with it.

They surprised me a lot last time, and I'm sure I've got some new hands.

Maybe you remembered the unchanging barrier you couldn't last time.

Or I don't think I could afford it last time either. It was quite a surprise streak.

Did your father decide that a sword trident alone would not reveal a spell? He came using magic.

Naturally unchanging, multilateral attack of swords and sorcery.

Ice spears as good as last time, but more active than last time.

No, that's not all!

"Damn, it's hard to do...!

Instead of attacking them all at once, they shift the timing of the attack one by one, attacking them at a time when they are trying to step in or change their attitude.

Besides, as if you were reading my travel timing, an attack comes down in the direction you want to move.

I can manage because I can see the magic flow, but it's pretty hard to do.

"Fuck, I guess! It's a trick I've made thinking about your habits!

Your father speaks well, while repeating his multilateral attacks.

I mean, you remembered my habit of moving in the last battle, and that's the only attack I put together.

Dad is serious about how much you beat me.

... I'm just a little happy, but let's leave that emotion in the corner now.

"Then I'm going to change my hands a bit"

"Colour!?

What I have today is a two-handed sword on every street.

If you can't do it in the usual rhythm, let's just stop using the two-handed sword a little bit.

Point your sword tip straight at your father and stand almost half-hearted with one hand.

As he used Rapier, he changed his steps and turned to attack with a thrust.

"You, do the fine sword movement with the great sword!

"I've never done it with this sword, but it's a surprisingly manageable thing."

"Come on, yeah, do it, it's hard...!

Unlike the fine sword, it is easy to pay, but because of the extensive things and unfamiliarity, the way your father plays is a little bigger.

Ice spears are easier than they were just now, either because of the disturbance in concentration or because of a change in rhythm.

"I didn't know you were still hiding your hand, you coward!

"No, your father uses his new hand every time he sees you."

"I'm good!

"I'm still impotent to say..."

Nevertheless, has your father come to get used to it, little by little, or he's running out of waste in his moves to pay off the attack.

This one is easy to deal with swords due to being half-baked, but time difference attacks on ice spears are still difficult to do.

However, thanks to a change of rhythm, it still seems difficult to deal with this one.

"Shit, I can't believe it...!

Something's wrong. It's a little uncomfortable that you're starting to lean in my favor.

My father didn't hit me in the first place, even though there was some way to do it.

Was that the ice time difference attack?

No, given the amount of hassle I had last time, I still feel like I have a planting.

Could it be that you're waiting for me to turn completely into an attack and come to a decision?

There's a chance you're being invited.

With all these sword triumphs on top of each other, Dad hasn't set up a blow to make up his mind except in the beginning.

I didn't even come to make up my mind when I was flirting with the ice attack.

It's just a magical attack on top of it, layering swords as usual.

"- Eh!"

My father played the sword with a shield and I felt my eyes gleam.

At the same time, ice spears descend massively from overhead.

Tastes bad, too many. Normally, I can't do that. - No!

"There's no escape, kid!

Your father's sword looms as he screams. The ice spear hasn't come down against me.

They're coming down like they're surrounding me, crushing all the escape routes.

I wasn't invited. They remembered. To cope with the new rhythm!

Damn, that's all I can remember anymore, what's your taste, this parent and kid!

Your father's one-handed sword is approaching.

But the sword that was bounced, unlike any other time, can be quickly pulled back.

The premise is to be bounced anyway. Even if they played it big, the defense was in-between. Ah...

―――――

I can't move my sword! Hey, wait, the sword is pinched and fixed on the barrier!

How to use it! Dad, I'm really gonna do something new every time!

While in a hurry, both of them put up barriers and defend their swords. Or as things stand, that's all I have.

"Sweet!"

My father was reading about being defended by a one-handed sword, and the other came down a little uneven.

Ice sword made of witchcraft. Unlike the ice spear that comes down, ice produced beautifully in the shape of a sword.

I was creating it in such a flash that I wondered when it had been generated.

Plus, it contains a lot of magic. That thing smashes bad barriers and swords!

"Uh-oh!

"Colour!?

The sword is not pulled out of the barrier, the escape route is blocked, and the timing of the sword is missed.

If so, there is only the earliest interception. Fortify with immortality, while releasing qigong and grinding the sword from the front.

You were surprised that he was crushed with his bare hands, and Dad stopped moving only for a moment.

I'm sorry, but I didn't miss that gap, and I'll gently hit my dad on the side of the side with the clapping still triple reinforced.

"... that's it."

Me and your dad were stopping the move, but that's where Kroto announces the end.

Cigal was asleep. Sleeping standing still. You're still clever.

"Have you raised your enhancements...!

"I'm sorry, but if I didn't, I wouldn't have been able to handle it anymore."

Father stares abominably at the hand placed on his belly, lowering his sword to release all sorcery.

The fixed sword also fell to the ground, so I picked it up and delivered it to the sheath.

No... surprised. You were able to use hidden magic, that one.

Ice magic lets you see the flow and unleashes the barrier invisible.

After releasing the slaughter from it, he releases a further slaughter with a hand that had nothing.

Combination of visible and invisible objects and layering of bunk three steps.

I really think a lot every time. I'm sorry I finally pushed you.

"Huh! The next time I do it, I'll make sure I can't handle it without that triple reinforcement!

When your father said so, he put his sword away and went toward Kroto.

Apparently, we're done in one go today.

... would it be strange to think I'm a little lonely?

But next time, you can handle triple reinforcement... or I'm really going to.

The magic of the last ice sword was quite a thing, and the magic side is likely to be enhanced again.

Maybe I can only generate that moment.

"... Grandpa, that was cool"

"Oh, well. Heh heh, Grandpa's gonna keep you tight, Kroto!

"..."

Kroto is held up and his father seems in a good mood.

"You've lifted your arms again, Father"

"What, Inai!? What time have you been here?

Surprised. I didn't notice at all until I was called out.

"On the way you two are having fun and caring. He hid himself a little, saying not to disturb him."

Did you use cognitive inhibitory magic to hide from outside my range of detection?

That's how annoying the sound of the sword is, right? I hope it's not a nuisance to your neighbors.

"Father, we're late, but we're home now"

Are you surprised. Inai heads over to his father, who just won't move, and greets him home.

But he hasn't heard back from his father, and Inai and I are looking up with our necks tilted.

After a moment, Dad took a small, deep breath, then smiled and opened his mouth.

"... Welcome home, Inai. Good luck. Well done."

Daddy welcomes Inai home with a voice so gentle that he feels he loves them just because of that voice while gently stroking Inai's head.

A very gentle, but not shy hand. With love so as not to disturb Inai's hair.

As much as I can see and understand from the side, I am turning my love to Inai for my beloved daughter.

"Ah... su, excuse me"

Inai was weeping small. The voice is up a little more than usual.

The words are Inai in aristocratic mode, but the upset is not hidden.

But even to Inai like that, your father doesn't break his grin.

"I have nothing to apologize for. Welcome home. This is your house. Don't worry about it. My daughter doesn't have to worry about my father."

"- Oh, yes, thank you, Father"

Inai is no longer able to hide that it is a complete tear.

But my face is smiling, and I understand well that I can't help but be happy.

So much so that this one I'm watching is about to cry. To the kindness of my father, to the warmth.

As a father, this man is truly respectable.

I wish I could be like your father at some point...

"... munyu... father, uzu..."

My real daughter is tough as she sleeps.