Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

Only a few leaves remained on the dead tree and they were shaking. However, it eventually fell off the branches as if losing gravity and fluttered down to the ground. The sepia light that filled the area was dim as if it had faded somewhere, the ground was cracked, and the house was completely leaning and crumbled. The noise of stepping on the ground became louder. A man in a white robe stood by the desolate garden and looked around.

"... The contract must have expired."

Muttered. Then slowly walk around the garden. Gaze at the vegetable garden with only the dead and crumbled debris, and lightly kick the wooden fence with your feet. The fence seemed to be rotten at the base, and easily collapsed and collapsed with only a little force.

The man walked from the yard into the ruins, stepping to find something, and then to the back of the house. In the back of the back there was a dead forest, in front of which was a grave-like stone. The man stood before it and looked down at it for a while.

"Hmm ... this is a stuffed sweet guy."

The man holds his hand over the stone. When you think that the light of faint magic light was shining on your palm, the gravestone collapsed and the ground under it began to shake. Eventually, pieces of broken tree branches came out of the ground towards the man's hand. The man catches it and looks at it. It was like an apple branch. But it broke into pieces and did not seem to retain its original shape.

"It's terrible. What has the power to maintain the space with only the wreckage?"

The man wrapped the remains of the branch with his hands and turned his eyes down and began chanting something in his mouth. It was a long spell. It is rare in the present age when the shortening and omission of spells have been developed due to the development of magic. It's like old-age magic. When he felt that the man's hand was brighter, the branch grew through the gap between his fingers and the tip split into two. When the buds swelled at the tip, the lush leaves spread.

"I guess you destroyed it."

The branches were about the length of a forearm and seemed like a tact when held. When the man shook lightly, the space shook slightly.

"... I need to replenish my power."

When the man lost his tree branch, his figure shook like a heat haze and disappeared. Then, the remaining sepia-colored space began to distort, and eventually melted and collapsed, leaving only darkness.

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The outside is still dyed white with snow, and the scenery here and there has been crushed by the falling snow, but rather than a freezing cold, it is a winter morning that feels somewhat calm and even warm. After returning from a morning walk and patrol, Bergliff walked away from the snow on his cloak and entered the house. When I went out, the people who were still asleep were awake, and the house was lively and lively.

"Now," "Hello, welcome back."

Sati, who stirs the pot in front of the fireplace, smiles and still feels strange. Angeline, with her cloak on the wall, gladly rushed to Satie.

"Today, I'm sorry ... stew?" "That's right.

Satie grinned and closed the pot lid. Angelin stretches her chest.

"Let's go with your mother this time." "Huh, good. I'll leave the breakfast to Belle."

Seen by Sati, Bergliff shrugged.

During his long journey to the Imperial City, the new home was almost rowed near completion. According to Graham, the carpenters were up and running before the winter was coming. Not only that, but there were additional parts that were not originally planned, and there was enough space to be able to spend this large household comfortably. Looking at the bustle of the house, Bergliff thought it was really nice to have a large house.

The table is around the table in the dirt area with the fireplace. Cooking is the same place. Charlotte, whose hair has grown up exactly as before, kneads the dough, and Mito, who is about the same height as Charlotte, helps in the same way.

There is fur on the raised wooden floor, and there are a variety of cushions purchased from peddlers during the autumn festival. Percyval was sitting there, facing the Yakumo across the chessboard. Casim, Lucille, and Marguerite look at it and add tea and tea to each one. Graham sat beside him, staring at the twins of Haru and Maru enthusiastically entangled in Bjak. Anessa and Miriam watch the fire in front of the fireplace, breaking fire and dropping ash from the iron plate.

"... I'm bustling."

The Yakumo who deposited the magic stones of A Bao A Khu seemed to be able to reach Tornella successfully before winter, and have since stayed in this house waiting for spring. Duncan seems to have moved to Hanna's house.

It's been more than a month since I returned to Tornella from the Great Adventure of the Imperial City. I'm used to this lively life, and I feel like I've been like this before. The work of managing fire and cooking was my own job, but nowadays there are plenty of them to do, and Bergriff has no hands. I sat down in a chair feeling somewhat unsatisfactory and looked at Charlotte and Mito, who were shaping dough. I hadn't seen it for only half a year, but they both looked a bit mature. It looks like his back is a little extended. I don't think it can't be underestimated that a child grows up, even if it's unavoidable for mito to grow fast.

Charlotte looked up, noticing that he was being watched.

"What's wrong, Dad?" "No, nothing. I think I'm able to do well." "Hehe, I guess so ... but my mom is good at cooking too. "It's completely different from that." "Oh, I was surprised. That Sati was ... I didn't really have a repertoire in the past." "Hey, don't say that kind of thing.

Satie swells her cheeks and turns around.

As Charlotte says, Sati's cooking skills were visibly up. When Sati first cooked dinner, Percival and Kassim slammed, "Can or can I?" But came out with a neat stew. The two regretted that this was also a simmering boil, but both were definitely good enough to replace them. In addition to the stew, various dishes such as grilled dishes and bread wraps appeared on the dining table, and Percival and Kasim had to end up being pushed by Sati, saying "Delicious? How do you feel?"

Saty's cooking is good. Somehow, I realized that it was time. Berggryph was happy to see the four of them spending a lot of time with each other and getting together like this.

We finished the lively breakfast and finished cleaning up. The kids don't have to do the Belgryph, as the kids are so upbeat. However, even if he came out, if there were no specifications, he descended calmly and took out the tool for spinning, which is his usual winter job. Yakumo appears to have finished the chess game and sat down on a chair.

"I can't wait for spring. Belle-san, why don't you just stay in this house and relax your body?" "But I'm moving my body every morning. Originally, I'm not my main business." I still can't believe it, but when I see it spinning like that I feel like that. ''

Yakumo leaned back on the chair and looked at Bergriff's hand. As the spindle turned, the thread grew as the bergryph released his fingertips pinching the wool.

"Would you like to try it?" "No, I don't fit such details."

Yakumo lost his bite with a bitter smile.

"But it's still lively ... it's a terrible story to be able to defeat the dragon and the demon alone with the people in this house alone." It's unusual for S ranks to be stuck together in the northern frontier where there isn't any. "

It sounds strange when you think about it, but one is my daughter and three are friends. It's a high-ranked adventurer, but if you aren't in a battle, you have laughs, sorrows, and lives. Not all glittering faces are all.

Percival turned his head and groaned.

"I can't keep my basket from fitting my sexuality. My body gets stiff." "What do I say, in the habit that I've been haunting the" earth navel "?" I'm sorry, Lucy? "

According to Marguerite, Lucile nodded.

"I was afraid of the outside of my uncle." "Okay, I understand, you guys are fighting? Are you going to buy it? Get it out." "Yeah, it's good! I felt like I'm going to go wild!" Nutobiwai, Beibe "

He left with Marguerite in Percival and Casim in Lucile. The twins of Haru and Maru who were watching it pulled out Bjak and Graham's clothes in a fuss.

"Let's go!" "Let's go, let's go, Biya-kun and the old man" "This shit is cold ... Hey, I'm pulling, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go"

Bjaku wears a cloak and a hat with a disgusted look. Mito ran up and took his winter clothes.

"I will go too"

Satie grinned.

"Your brother is very popular." "Who is your brother ... what do you do?"

Charlotte, who was struggling, swam in his eyes.

"Um, let's go. I'm done help ..."

He glanced at him and glanced at him. Bergliff smiled and nodded.

"Okay, come on!" "Eh, yes. I'm coming!"

Charlotte gladly puts on a hat and puts on a coat.

"... That's why I shouldn't pull it. Hey, wear it properly.

Byak puts on his twins in winter clothes.

"Grandpa, let's go."

Graham nodded and went out with Bjär, who had twins. Mito and Charlotte will follow along. Berggryph thought that Mitto and Charlotte's growth was impressive, but that Bjak was also quite round. He is still very nervous and his language is rough, but he cares for his children and caress others casually. She was shy of Saty, and seemed to be awkward, but it was thought she would alleviate it.

Miriam gently listens to Angelin.

"What anger. What's wrong. Byak-kun is more like an older brother." "Gun, mummy ... there's still room to recover. "I'll leave you ... Arne, Milly, we're going!" "Well, we are too?" "Well, even if you're in the house. "

All three wore cloaks and left early. Somehow, everyone went out early, and the inside of the house became quiet as soon as possible. Sati, who cleared the dishes, picked up the medicine can.

"Yeah, quiet! Did you drink tea?" "Oh, I wonder if I get it. Yakumo-san."

Yakumo stood up with great growth.

"Yeah, let's move my body. It's bad to disturb the newlywed's water." "No, that's not it." "Don't be shy."

Yakumo went out with a laugh saying that. Berglyf and Satie faced each other when they were alone in a large house.

"What is it?" "Hmm ..."

Berggriff smiled and twisted his beard. Go up to the wooden floor to rest, and put a cushion on your waist. Satie grew a cup of tea with a giggling smile and sat down beside the Bergryph.

"Hey married couple ... I feel something is wrong."

If there is a process in human relations, it is skipping that much. That's what it was like to break down, but of course there are many things that are not well understood by Bergglyphs. Sati, sipping a cup of tea, leaned towards the Belgryf in the first place and put his head on his shoulder.

"I'm not sure, but this is comfortable, I" "Yeah"

Bergliff gently put his hand on Sati's head. The hair that was dirty and disorganized when I met again is now silky and soft. He inserted his hand between his fingers without any resistance. Satie sat down tickling and swelled her cheeks a bit dissatisfied.

"It looks like Ange, Belle-kun." "Well, is that so?" "I'm going to be a dad soon ... yes."

Unexpectedly, Sati pulls the Bergryph.

"What is it?"

Bergliff was laid down as he was. Below his head was Sati's thigh. A slender fingertip rubbed his stiff red hair.

"Muufu, knee pillow. Bell, please, feel like I'm spoiled." "... I can't shy like this."

Sati laughed and stroked the Bergryph. Bergliff scratched his cheeks in trouble.

"Is it fun?" "Yeah, very much. You don't seem to be used to this kind of thing." Are you better at being more generous than you? "

Well, Bergliff shrunk greatly. Sati looks into it with an interesting face.

"Can I sleep?" "No, not at all. I'm embarrassed if someone comes ...." "It's so.

Just a month after returning to Tornella, rumors that Belgriff had brought her elf's bride were quickly spread in the narrow Tornella. Therefore, the villagers came to play with souvenirs at a glance to see the rumored bride at a glance. I was convinced that it was a journey to find a bride, and it was a bit tired and very exhausted, but I did not feel much disgusting. There was no doubt that this had happened, and I was more relieved that the villagers accepted Satie and her twins smoothly. For that reason, there's nothing much to get rid of.

When I moved my body to get up and down, Sati was restrained.

"I'm not rushing so much. I'll scratch my ears. Look, sideways sideways." "No, a little."

Saty is laughing and squeezing her ear poker with one hand. I don't have a veto in this case. Berglyph looked quietly tickled in her ears, keeping her head resting on Satie's knees.

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Anessa, holding the bow again, exhaled white.

"Well, I'm going to the woods." "Well, I'm worried. Arne alone." "I often say. What about Anger?" "I'm taking care of my child ... Damon "

The angels glanced at the chest, and they walked into the forest with them.

Angelin looks around. It was snowing, but pale and as calm as early spring snow. Even so, it was soft and had fallen on the ground, and it should have been snowplowed in the morning, but it still had footprints. It seemed that children were already running around the plaza, and that they were doing their best to play outside in winter, when there were no opportunities.

"... I don't mean to be careful, but why are you all following me?"

He looked around, following each other, and folded his arms as Persival was stunned. Kassim laughs from the air.

"Well, isn't that good? Sometimes we have to do it alone." "I didn't mean that."

Lucille rang the sixth string properly.

"Faira, nachara uman" "... what is it?" "Sati is a girl in front of Belle" I'll do it. "

Percival spins a wooden sword in his hand toward Marguerite. Marguerite snorted and glared at Percival.

"Licking, Konoyaro. It's not a bark face, you're Percy!"

Then she leaned to Percival to slide, and shook a wooden sword sharply. Percyval with a cool face picked it up, and the dry sound of a tree hitting between the snow reverberated.

"Hey, I'm upset ... How big are you. My niece's growth is growing up." "It seems like I've been thoughtful ..." "I'm not working hard on my opponent." "If you can't beat Angelin, Percival's opponent is still too fast. You're pretty much out of hand." "Well, there's only Ji-chan who can get Percy serious. I don't know what Ji-chan is doing.

Graham squinted, as Casim said.

"... It's difficult to control. If you were an enemy, you wouldn't want to fight very well."

Angelin, approaching silently, pulled the laughing Casim outfit.

"Mr. Kasim ..." "Hmm? What?" "That ..."

Casim shook his fingers, as Angelin told him, and the snow was piled up in square blocks, creating something like a short wall.

"is this okay?"

Angelin nodded. The children behind it greet happily.

"Thank you, Kasim" "Jinchi" "Suge"

The children are playing around with snow to check the strength of the snow wall and hit snowballs. She seems to be hungry for a snowball fight.

"Student, Shuiku, Beibe"

He walks on the snow wall with a light step, as Lucile shatters the sixth string. The children laugh and shoot snowballs, but Lucile avoids them.

Mito stretched her chest and said to the children.

"Everyone got together. The people who got hit by the snowball were separated and jumped over there." "What do you do? How many snowballs?" "The arms and legs do not die." "Then hit the body or head three times. People are over there "

Children seem to be thinking the rules themselves. Angelin was swaying around the children trying to show an older place, but she missed the timing of her mouth and ended up just looking silently.

Soon after the snowball fight had begun, Angelin gave up and walked away, watching to prevent the children from being injured. However, there are snow walls made by Casim, the snowballs are not hard, and in addition to Angelin I see Graham and Casim in the first place, and I do not know if there is a curtain coming out. The yakumo who came next to me shook my body, exhaling white.

"Huh ... it's cold ... the kids are fine." "I don't have a turn .... My sister's dignity ..." "Well, I'm not going to care. Because it's a person "" No, something like this ... no. "

Angelin muffled as she saw a junkie clung to twins and little boys in the whirlpool of a snowball fight. At the time of such a play, children seem to be familiar with older boys.

it's alright. When this happens, let Bjär-kun look good. I am a big sister. Angelin told her that way. Maybe it's my sister's proof that she could also make her brother's face stand. With that in mind, Angelin has been uplifting that his current position of watching the children in a long winding without dabbing is something like a Bergryph and cool. Some children may be relieved just because Angelin is watching, instead of showing strong places in a snowball fight.

I am relieved just because my dad is watching behind me. Same as that. This is cool.

"... Um"

Yakumo looked at Angelin, who nodded alone as convinced, squinted suspiciously.

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm my dad's daughter ..."

Yakumo gave up his hand as if giving up and took out the smoke tube, but apparently remembered that he had cut out the cigarette, sadly frowned and broke the smoke tube back to normal.

The children seem to have settled for a moment in the snowball fight, and they gathered in one place and talked about something. However, it will not end in the first round. Now, when Angelin reassembled her arms to watch over, a snowball suddenly flew and hit Angelin's head. The snowballs break and cling to the hair. The yakmo fluttered my eyes.

"It's unusual to avoid." "It's not necessary to avoid it. I'm cool."

It was hard to say that he was careless about a weak snowball with no killing or power. The kids are crazy around.

"I did it! I hit it!" "Do-da-jak-ni-chan!" "Oh.

A laughing juniper stood amongst the children. Apparently, he rushed the children and moved the attack to Angelin. I was up to Mito and had a snowball in my hand.

"Sister, it's ok.

A number of small children's snowballs flew with Mito's command. Yakumo shouted the snowball with his kimono sleeve while saying, "Oh, oh." Angelin squinted, fending herself small.

"Ore younger brothers ... Sister gives educational guidance."

Angelin quickly squatted and rolled the snowball, then released it straight with a small movement. The snowball hit the juniper's head. Mito closed his eyes.

"B-kun, are you okay?" Yan! "

Byak rolled his snowball and threw it. In response, the children fly further.

"That's great! Everyone will help your sister!"

Charlotte and the girls who watched it helped Angelin and rushed into Marguerite, who had finished the mock battle with Percival, and the snowball fight opened the second round outside the venue.

Percival, Casim, and Yakumo looked at it laughing, and Graham smiled small. The sound of Lucir's strumming six-strings echoes in the snowy scene.