"Richt... it's a pretty fancy meal, but I don't know if we need to do anything."
"I think even if we help, it'll just get in the way...... let's sit quietly"
As guests, Richt and Dorothy, seated in the privileged seat, could only watch the food coming out next.
Face-to-face, Rosé's parents are seated, making it a very awkward space.
There's no sign that Rosé, who is supposed to be on his side, can help just by laughing at Nico.
It was from my parents that I talked to them first, as they were bothering my mind to have some conversation.
"Mr. Richter... Was it?
"Yes!
"My name is Arius. This is my wife, Camilla."
"Best regards,"
"Welcome, welcome!
There was a noble vampire there as if to be reminded of the difference in the season, unlike hitting and changing from the previous condition of the parent idiot.
If you get distracted, your body is going to kneel on its own.
Trying to counter Camilla's bow, Richt bows his head with the momentum to slap him on the table.
"Looks like my daughter Rose is taking care of me...... I'm sure she must have served in the Dungeon of the Demon King, but does that mean you're a colleague, Richt?
"That's the place..."
"I see. What about the daily rosé......? I hope you're doing well."
"Oh, Father... here"
Arius' kindness.
Worrying about my daughter's work was a very normal emotion.
To answer that question, Richt remembers his daily rosé.
And the answer came out easy.
"Uh, right..."
But.
Richt clogs the words.
The fact that they treat such a lady like a company animal in Distopia.
It is not the kind of content that can be answered.
The key rosé - although he hates it as pre-construction - was asking how it was flying in Richter.
I suppose you want me to tell my parents how hard I work everyday.
It was very understandable and adorable, but impossible to tell without covering it up.
Given the character of Arius and Camilla, I could have predicted a future that wouldn't even be a punch into Distopia, but would make me worry.
How should it be communicated?
Richt rotates his head the most in the last few days.
"... from small jobs to big jobs, they all do it without a scratch. Everyone appreciates you in the shadows because you take any job."
What do you say - and Richt sees the three of them.
If you look unhappy, you have to think about the next word to follow it up.
Didn't - but.
That doesn't seem necessary.
"Rosé is truly splendid... my mother is impressed..."
"Sounds like we didn't have to worry. It was worth the hard breeding."
I don't think it's sweet - I couldn't say.
Both Arius and Camilla listen with a chewy look at my daughter's growth.
The expression does not contain a single letter of dissatisfaction.
It doesn't mean I'm lying, so this place was supposed to fit pretty round.
"But, Rose. How come you haven't been back for a hundred years? We were all worried, weren't we?
"... In fact, I've been dead for a hundred years."
Gashan - and the glass Camilla had falls off.
It should be cleaned up by a maid who is suppressed by the side, but even that maid couldn't move by surprise.
"Duh, what do you mean...? 'Cause Rose isn't alive...?
"A hundred years ago. We slept deep in the distopia, murdered by something we didn't know what to do. It was this Richter who brought it back to life."
Everyone's gaze turns to Richt.
Not knowing how to react, Richter was to be sorry for some reason.
"Something you don't know - no, more than that, you brought it back to life...? Reviving vampires isn't a human move."
"Mr. Richter can do it. Not only me, but the Demon King resurrected me."
Arius and Camilla stop breathing.
It's incredible, but I don't think my daughter would lie.
Thinking about it, there was no way I could treat Richt as just a colleague.
Because saving your precious daughter is not an easy thing to return.
"... Anyway. Without you, Richter, Rosé would have stayed dead, wouldn't you say?
You're right, Father.
"This is... you're here..."
To calm your mind, Arius puts a glass of wine on your mouth.
Whoever harms his daughter kills him relentlessly.
On the contrary, then, what shall be done of those who have helped my daughter?
Arius has been haunted by its presence since Aria the Demon King.
(It's like when I met the Demon King. Surely the Demon King wanted Rosé as his companion. Applying this to you, Richt, you're already one of us... Marriage? No, too early for boulders)
But still, there's no answer.
As a decision to make now in the first place, this issue is too difficult.
It is a matter that should be strictly decided upon after reflection.
"... Mr. Richter. I don't know what to thank you for. I need some time to think about it, so... do you mind if I wait?
"Heh? Yes. Of course......"
With every heavy word that seemed to crush him, Richt could only show acceptance.
Regardless of the content, I don't feel I can turn down Arius' suggestion.
Not so long ago, it is a heavy pressure.
"Well. It's been a little difficult to talk about - let's make it a meal. Eat without worrying about both of you."
inspired by this word.
The five-man meal was to begin.
Both the majestic Arius and the beautiful flowery Camilla come up with more and more unexpected sides as we move on.
Arius, in particular, was a casual character who preferred jokes.
The only time it seems to get serious is when it concerns my daughter.
There's also Rose's help, and it won't take long to crack it down.
At the end of the meal, neither Richter nor Dorothy were aware of the manners.