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

It is unlikely that Tornella will rain. Not at all, but still rare. Winter snow is rare and unusual, but when the rain drops fall in the spring or summer, the kids are happy and start rapping, regardless of the adults who get in the way of outside work.

That day was drizzle. It wasn't big enough to be called raindrops, but it was still wet when I was outside, and the water that had accumulated at the eaves drips down.

"Water is coming in." "It's funny. It's interesting."

Hal and Mar twins are walking around in the garden. The black hair is moist and the bangs stick to the forehead. The twins seemed to be funny, rubbing their wet hair and looking up at the drizzle of the sky, and never felt bored. As he sat down on the chair at the eaves, Bergliff was watching. Long ago, Angelin thought he was walking around in the rain. I'm willing to get wet, so I remember burning the fire in the summer.

The distant scenery was white and only a faint silhouette was visible. The sound of the drop hitting the ground or a wooden pail with the jar left is crisp. The sound of an ax hitting a tree from afar, as if torn it, sounded like a wood spirit.

"Hey, I'll catch a cold if I get too wet."

The Berggryph calls, and the twins giggle and run around in the rain, as if they had been dismissed. It seems that it is fun for adults to make troubled faces. There are such places for children. I knew that, and Bergryf left it with a grin. Anyway, it's summertime, regardless of early spring rain. It's okay to wipe it off later and warm up your body.

It's been a while since we met the lady in winter. From there, I consulted with Graham, but since the enemy itself was not clear, I was hesitant to come to a conclusion immediately. It's not a bullshit because it's a great spirit, but that kind of existence is different from humans in capturing time. What she said might happen soon, or even a hundred years from now.

Either way, it can't be justified by such anxiety. Where there is little information to make a decision, Tornella cannot even get information. In that case, it is useless to have unnecessary troubles. Despite the frustration, after all, there was no other specification that worked hard for daily work.

Today, Bergriff is the answering machine. For a while I was reading guild-related documents at home and thinking about the actual operation, but now I see twins playing outside this way. Graham, Percival, and Kasim went out in their dungeons, dressed up and equipped. Berggriff laughed at a face that was too luxurious to explore around Tornella.

Satie has been to Kelly's house recently to help clear the sheep sheared sheep. The cut wool is boiled once in a large pot and washed many times to keep it clean. Comb it with a carder and spin it with a spindle to make wool yarn. By that time, the winter signs will start. Charlotte and Mito followed it. Bergliff said he would go, but Charlotte insisted he was OK. A while ago, he relied on the Belgryph for anything, but now he wants to see what he can do on his own.

Charlotte is completely absorbed in the care of the sheep, and is determined to eventually have his own sheep. It is strange that the daughter of a former Cardinal of Lucrecia becomes a shepherd on the northern outskirts.

"... because everyone is growing up."

Muttered. So was Angelin, and now Charlotte and Mito. Will twins playing in front of them grow up and seek their way?

I heard a stepping on the wet ground and saw a juniper coming. It seems to be in a field, covered with food, holding a basket, and mud stains are splashing on the hem of clothes. The basket contained thin root vegetables, small root vegetables, and large pods.

"What, it was fine even after the rain stopped."

Bják spontaneously blew drops of clothes on the eaves. Bergliff stood up laughing and laughing.

"I have to wash it. Would you like to draw water into the tub?"

So I went to the well and was drawing water in the crate, and the twins rushed, splashing muddy water.

"What are you doing, Otosan?" "Water draining?" "Oh, no. This is washing the vegetables. Can Hull and Maru help you?"

Submerge vegetables in water filled with wooden vats and wash them carefully. As with mud dirt, and sometimes with insects, it's better to wash with pool water. While Gyaak and the twins were doing so, Bergryf brought a towel from inside the house and wiped the twins' heads. The twins twisted themselves while washing the vegetables.

"Yaan" "Don't disturb me, Dad" "No, I'm catching a cold ... Look, I can't rage" "Ya-da"

The twins climbed over the wooden tub and clung to the beak that was opposite.

"Hey idiot, don't come when it's wet. Listen to what you say."

Despite struggling with the turbulent twins, Bjak held them down in both arms. Berggriff smiles at the appearance.

"I'm sorry for your brother." "What are you going to say, about you ... so don't be rampant! Come into your house!"

Bjak entered the house with his twins in a violent step. The twins seemed to have fun with it, and they made a shouting voice. He seems to have gained a lot of strength in Tornella's life.

Rainwater still drools from the eaves. Because of the drizzle, I came in on the wind and my hair and beard seemed damp even under the eaves. Berglyf quickly washed the vegetables and raised them in a basket.

The house is dim because of the rain. But not enough to turn on the lights. It seemed that Bjärk added firewood to the fireplace, and the fire, which was supposed to be fierce, was burning red. Before that, the twins of the baby were wrapped up in a blanket. The wet clothes are properly dried by the fireplace. Bergliff laid his basket next to the pot, laughing so tightly.

"Hey, it's getting cold?" "Chigamon" "Biya-kun does this" "Kaze doesn't work" "Hey"

Despite saying so, she is snuggling up in front of the fireplace, but the twins seem to be willing to stick. The cute rebellion of such a small child involuntarily loosens his cheeks. Still, there was a junkie, Bergliff stroked his beard. Baku is taking care of himself, though he's sloppy and cursed. Despite the difficulties of his age, he still sees, absorbs, and grows. Or maybe those parts are his essence.

The junkie is looking for a change of twins, or is fishing for a costume box on the raised floor. As Bergriff looked at it, he looked back at Bjerg.

"... What is it?" "No, thank you for being grateful."

Bjaku turned around and brought his change of clothes to the twins.

"Oh, don't get dressed", "Okay?" "Is it okay to go to play?" "If you get wet again, it won't make sense. Be calm."

Haru and Maru came close together, even with a sharp mouth. The rebellious spirit that once springs out does not fit in. Bjaku grumbles frowningly and looks down at it.

"Then let's do it ... I don't know anymore"

So turn your back with your clothes on. The twins immediately became anxious, and alternately looked at Bjaku's back and Bergryf. Although he rebels, he seems to have no idea what to do if he gets stuck. Including all that, Bergryf was smiling and lacking specs.

"Let's get ready for lunch. Both of you should change their clothes properly. Then we'll help Biaak-san." "... Yeah."

The twins were squirming and got up. Bjak is still the top of the Buddha, but he releases his clothes and comes over. Haru and Maru dressed it up and ran towards Bjalak.

"Billac-kun" "I'm gonna help you" "..."

Jak sighed as if he was stunned, but still removed the pods from his basket and began to streak. The twins imitate it and pick up the beans. Bjärk appeared to move his hand slowly, showing his hand. Seeing these sights, Bergliff felt unhappy. I'm happy to see the growth of children. Even though I had a lot of experience when I was Angelin, I still feel uplifted like this. Remembering, Angelin was also stubborn, sometimes rushing and failing without saying that he could not do what he could not do. In many cases, failure was not recognized as failure. In order to remove the soot from the pot, my face turned black and I did it on purpose. I was there. That kind of childish attitude is cute.

Every time something happens, old memories come to it. I'm living now, but I always remember Angelin. Bergryf scratched his head, saying that his idiots are too extreme.

Bjal, who gave the beans a basket, said.

"Hey dad, the other guys don't need lunch." "Oh, yes. Only four people today."

Graham and his colleagues brought lunch, and Satie and Kelly's house. They will behave for lunch. Then, there would be only the Belgryf, the Byaks, and the twins. I think it's an unusual face.

Root vegetables and thinned vegetables were fried with dried meat and fat, pods were boiled and salted with apple vinegar. Add the chopped green leaves to the remaining wheat porridge in the morning and warm up. Lunch is complete. Summer vegetables are a bit ahead of full-fledged, but some already have flowers, and some of them have fruits as early as the thumb. The table, which is still poorly colored now, will soon become gorgeous.

There were no Persivals, Casims, and Charlottes, who always sparked the story, so the four had a small lunch and finished their lunch. By the time the dishes were cleared, the hungry twins had their eyelids heavier and their heads rested on raised floor cushions.

It seemed that the rain had stopped, the sound of the rain that had been heard all the time had disappeared, and the sun had begun to appear beyond the window. The wet trees and grass are shimmering in the sunshine, and the steam is shaking. Belgriff wrapped his twins in a light blanket and brewed Lent's tea, thinking she might steam a little.

Bjach sat down in the chair opposite and left his back on his back and took a big breath.

"Is it tired?"

Bergriff said he pushed a cup of tea. Byak shook and wiped his tears with his fingertips.

"... I'm just full." "Oh, yes."

The twins are sleeping asleep. Wood fired in the fireplace. Bjaku is somehow vague with his cup. Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I'm facing alone with Bjak. When there is a lot of crowds, Bjak is silently taking a step back. When I'm dealing with children, there's not much opportunity to talk slowly.

"How about the life of Bjalak and Tornella?" "I don't know ...

It's still as usual. Bergliff smiled and kissed a cup of tea.

"I'm busy every day ... Isn't it fun?" "I don't say anything.

Byak looked a little far away. Then shake your head small as if you were fed up. It is as if you are forgetting what you remembered.

"What's wrong?" "... I don't want anything." "... I don't think I'll try to force it out, but don't hold it too much alone?"

Byak frowned, but eventually sighed.

"In the old days ... I didn't eat the taste of eaten mon. No matter how much I ate, it was bitter and bad. I didn't know why I was alive ... but now I don't." "

Bergriff reached out and patted the junkie's head gently. Byak frowned and paid his hand.

"Stop it, stupid" "Oh, I'm sorry ..."

Bergliff was afraid to withdraw his hand. Just try to be a child. Small children like to be stroked, but Byaks blatantly dislike. There will be personality and it will depend on the year. Bergligh scratched his head, saying that he was nervous.

I silenced each other for a moment and became quiet. The twins sleep and the sound of the water still seems to hang from the eaves. Beyond that, the sound of the ax hitting a tree comes as a spirit. Bjaku opened his mouth looking through the window.

"Schweitz isn't a good guy. I didn't actually meet much ... but Sati was too hard."

Berggryph thought. There was a section that seemed to avoid somehow, but Bjak may have cared about Sati.

"Probably. I haven't heard too much about it. I feel like I'm over an old wound." "... I guess I might have met Satie with me. "Are you fighting all the time?" "Oh ... yes, I was under Schweiz."

Byak put his cheeks on his eyes and closed his eyes.

"I fought many times with the hostile people. There were other organizations studying Solomon, and there was also a cleanup agency in Lucrecia. I killed a lot. I gave up on everything and my mouth was always bitter. "I never had the taste of rice ...", "... it was painful" "I think now. I gave up on that at that time. My current life is ... bad, that's why ... … I'm grateful for the stupid Angers. "

Bergliff smiled.

"I'd be pleased if I told Angers directly." "Joke."

Byak ransacked his head as if he regretted what he said. Bergliff smiled and added tea to the empty cup. I heard the twins roll over in the first place. I have to go to the field in the afternoon.

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It is sunny. The sun is shining brightly and dust is dancing from the road. Brick and chalk walls of tall buildings shine in the early summer sun. Riding in a cart, Angelin and his colleagues headed for the guild building. Marguerite shattered in front of his face as if to dust.

"Um, it's dusty. It's hot." "It's a bit dry today. But isn't it better than Istaf?"

Anessa, holding the bridle, said so while facing forward. Certainly, when the dryness of Istaf in the south came, I rubbed my skin and noticed that dust was visible, not the ratio of Orphen. With that in mind, Marguerite is still frowning.

"I'm used to it, but ... is Mary still not used?"

Angeline said Marguerite nodded.

"Because the forest doesn't flutter with dust, the tornella has more grass, and it's kind of like this. It's still nice because there's snow in winter." But I'm sorry. I'm sorry for my sweat and I want to finish the delivery soon and go to the bath. "

Miriam said so and grew.

I had been going to a nearby dungeon since yesterday and was collecting the requested materials. Despite being a high-ranking dungeon, Angelin's party, with the avant-garde Marguerite, was stronger than ever before, the materials gathered without any problems, and he returned to Orphen from a morning with a wagon. is there.

Summer has come. For a while, hot days and cool days alternated, but hot days gradually increased and when I noticed it was hot every day. As far as Solomon is concerned, Mary leaves out to Mary for the time being, and Angelin is once again working on his day-to-day work.

Angeline was fidgeting as his autumn return approached, but his work was gaining momentum. They borrowed money while they were away, but they were a little tired of the busyness. I'm going back to Tornella's fall festival, and then I'm going on a journey east, but I feel like I'm going to go over winter at my parents' home. Angelin thinks she'll be amazed by her dad.

Anyway, I went to the back of the guild. Give the materials, get confirmation documents and go to the reception. Same as usual. However, the reception is unusually crowded. Apparently, there was some inconsistency at the time of the contract between the parties that had joined the joint escort request. While Yuri was in trouble, she was still smiling and responding, and behind him, Gilmeña flew back and forth, lining up the documents on the counter.

"... It's going to take some time." "Well, don't hurry, let's do it later." "Let's go to the bath, bath." "I'm not hungry.

That's why Angelic left off the process of completing the request, and Angelin once divided into three and returned home, and went out to the bathhouse with a change of clothes.

When Angelin went, the other three had not come yet. The sunlight in the daytime steams through the high windows and sticks like a stick, and there is a sound of water pouring into a large flaming stone. Although there were many guests, few were soaking in the baths, probably because of the hot season.

Angelin put her hair together, spilled hot water, then soaked in the bathtub and breathed in. It seemed that all the sweat from the fight in the dungeon for two days and all the dust from Orphen when he came back was washed away.

"Well ... I want a bath like this in Tornella."

Angelin said himself, stretching both hands and feet in the hot water. For Angelin, Orphen is inferior to Tornella in almost every way, but it seems that Orfen is on the rise when it comes to bathing. Anessa and her three came over while doing a massage around the chest.

"It's relatively empty." "It looks like I can relax slowly."

Marguerite, sitting beside Angelin, shouted, "Nuh."

"Oh, I can get tired ..." "... Marie, uncle smell" "What's up?"

Marguerite pointed his mouth and leaned on Angelin's shoulder. Anessa and Miriam are soaking in the hot water with a giggle and relaxing as much as they want. So he warmed up, cleaned his dirt and left the bathhouse in a refreshing mood. When I came out, the dusty air surrounded them all, but I was not worried as much as before taking a bath. There may have been dirt in the dungeon. I was lost in the crowd and went to the usual bar with my feet. As you approach the bar, a strangely noisy singing voice is heard.

"I'm sorry for shrimp" "This voice ..." "Oh"

As I entered the bar with expectation, Lucille was as expected, standing on the table and stroking the six strings and singing. The drunks drinking from the daytime are being hit by the cheerful music of the south and are making outly out-of-tune songs. The atmosphere is unusual for a tavern, as the heat flies and sweats.

In the corner seat, I found a yakumo sitting with a stunned face, and when I went there, the yakumo looked down. It looked a little relieved.

"Oh, it's been a long time." "Yeah, Yakumo-san, how are you ...?" "As you can see, dogs are in that condition and I'm so glad. I like drinking quietly. Well, let's give one after a long absence. ''

Yakumo said so and raised the cup. Yakumo and Lucile have a policy of earning daily money at Orphen for a while, meaning they stayed at Orphen, but they are not the same party and their activities are not affected. Did not match. It's not a long silence, but of course I'm glad to see you after a long time.

Angelins ordered wine and food and toasted. Marguerite, who drank his first glass in an instant, licked his lips.

"Hah, the cup after one job is special ... but how do you complete it?" "I'll come later ... hand over the papers and it's over." "Well, everyone needs to go No, can I leave it to me? "

Anessa offered a small plate of stew that he had set aside. Angelin nods.

"Yeah. It's just right for a walk after drinking a little bit."

Miriam laughed.

"Why were you still working?" "The reception was crowded and we couldn't give you the documents to complete the request." "Are you collecting the money?"

According to Marguerite, Yakumo looked in the air as he thought.

"Well, I didn't have any trouble at the beginning, but ... I feel like I missed the time to go on a trip." "Is they going to go on a trip again?" "Well. I'm not good at staying there. ''

Additional sake bottles have been brought in. Lucille has been singing all the time involving the intoxicants. Angelin opened her mouth while pouring the wine instead.

"Yakumo-san is from Bryo ...?" "That's right. What's wrong with it?" "We're going back to Tornella once in the fall and then going east. Together. Wouldn't you go? I'm glad if you gave me directions ... "" Wow, that's interesting. I'm bored when I'm with you.

The yakmo laughed and dried the cup. He had been drinking for a while, but noticed that the sun shining through the window had become more vermilion, and Angelin stood up.

"I'm going to the guild a bit ..." "Oh, I'm sorry. I totally forgot." "Sorry Anger.

Miriam, a little bit funy, said that and raised the cup.

Angeline left the bar. The cityscape was wrapped up in a different atmosphere, with the west sun shining all over. As usual, many people are dusty, but they do not feel unpleasant because of the sake. It's the usual city that spent a quarter of life.

Enter the guild building through the crowd. By this time, the number of people has fallen, but it is still unrelated to tranquility or tranquility. When I went to the high-ranking reception, it seemed that the dispute had already been resolved, and Yuri wrote something on the paper behind the counter. When Angelin went, Yuri stopped and smiled.

"Ange-chan, please come home." I wasn't in a hurry ... yes "

Angelin issued a quarter-folded document from her pocket and handed it to Yuri. Yuri looked through and nodded.

"Yes, it's okay. Please sign here."

Angeline signed at the bottom.

"It's getting hot ..." "Yeah, it's already summer ... Oh, that's right, there's a candy store near the square that has cold sweets. "Wow, good. Let's go. Let's go."

With such an enthusiasm, Gilmenya appeared from behind the counter.

"Hello, it's busy" "Ah, Gil-san, it was hard during the day" "What, that's not going to be a problem. I just knead which one to eat the last of the biscuits. That's why "" Eh? "" Lies.

Gilmena laughed, saying, and pinched Angelin's shoulder with her finger.

"Oh yes, there was a visitor at Anger. I think he's in the lobby." "Oh, yes?

Angelin turned her heels and went to the lobby. There are so many people and I don't know who it is. As I looked around and looked around, a man I had seen had stood up and raised my hand. He seems to have noticed this over there as well. She wears bottle-bottom glasses on her brown hair. Angelin glanced brightly.

"Wow, Ishmer!"