Well.

I don't care about the other bastards.

There was a priority for me over that.

Junior.

My hope that you were born last year. Or my son.

Brilliant stardust.

Juniors are also growing fast as the season shifts from winter to spring.

Children these days can't help but notice because the degree of change is engraved a day.

It inspires me every day.

Juniors, especially these days, learned to get high early.

Junior got mobility.

It's like a tiger getting wings, thrusting in with its hands and feet wherever they may be.

"I don't think so!

"I'm going -! I'm going to bump into you -!

"It's not you -!

Rest assured that the spirits of the earth will see it at home, but children at this time of year are going to be a little out of sight gap and really scared.

"Do you have any good hands...!?"

Anyway, I want to make sure Junior gets close to where he's dangerous on his own and never hits or falls or touches a nasty potato.

So I flashed.

Babies of that period are a hunk of curiosity. It's risky because I'm going to drop in on anything that interests me.

So I was wondering if it would be easier to stay in one place and manage on top of that if we gave him something more interesting to be interested in.

"Why don't you give me a toy?"

What interests children more than anything else is toys.

Toys make a child's heart eagle.

I guess that's why kids hang their whole spirits and gang cry at the toy store, and kids get obsessed with toys.

If Junior also grew up physical enough to get a high, he would also be able to understand the fun of toys.

If you are obsessed with toys and quit your dangerous adventures, you can rest assured as a parent.

In fact, toys such as the Trojan Horse (not the Triangle), which Mieral had already covered in the Junior Children's Room, and the rags that the Demon King had given to me through the Pandemonium Chamber of Commerce were narrow.

But isn't it about the time that you're one rank up from there and playing with more intelligent, high-sense toys, our junior?

"That's why we're developing new toys that use some kind of overflowing intelligence"

Something that immediately occurred to me.

Building blocks.

It's a toy that plays with trees, as its name suggests.

Literally, 'What's so fun about that?' It feels like, 'but the array is that wooden blocks are in various shapes and can be seen in various things by assembling them.

Infinite combination, building blocks that there is only an ending (finished product) for the number of users. It is said to greatly stimulate the imagination of children and develop a sensitive personality.

"All right, let's make a building block"

To develop the sensibilities of our juniors.

The purpose has begun to blur as early as possible.

That's why it took me to build a building block......

I started by choosing the material.

"What kind of wood should I use for a baby toy...!?"

Babies are all kinds of delicate.

Unexpected factors can also be harmful to health.

Even when it comes to wood in a bite, a variety of strands and ingredients contained in the tree can affect the human body and have unexpected consequences.

I've heard stories all over the place that when I used branches around the camp instead of chopsticks, they contained poison and died.

Though it won't be that extreme, if you're an adult, resistance immunity, which is fully equipped, is not yet accompanied by such a thing for your baby, so you have to choose the material twice as carefully as a person.

If you don't have that kind of care, you can almost do it with a cedar choice, what do you think? Cedar for the baby?

Cedars have hay or something.

There's nothing to do with pollen and wood, is there? They will say, but the other person is a baby. In case you don't even consider the possibility.

Ok if it's a luxury timber hinoki?

For the luxury of it, I guess there are some things that have jumped through in safety, and I still want to let our junior use something that would be a good building block.

"But wait!?"

Hinoki has heard that people care about its unique smell.

I heard that the smell matches and is commonly used as a bath building material, but on the contrary it is not used in dishes to disturb the delicate aroma.

You think it's NG in the cupboard where you put the rice?

Again, a hinoki could be a negative effect on your baby's delicate sense of smell!

And then what?

... No lacquer for sure, right? Rash.

No, what kind of wood, if you varnish the surface after processing it, it doesn't matter what the messy tree ingredients are?

... No!

Children have the habit of wanting to get whatever they have in their mouth.

Even the building blocks are sure to be yodeled and painted by Delodero if you cross to Junior!

But what do you say? Licked varnish melts out and enters Junior's body, which can't have some bad effect or something!?

I don't know!?

I don't know anything!?

I have no idea what or what material is right for my baby!!

I ended up getting help from the elves.

I already told you that he gave Junior the Trojan Horse.

If you don't have a problem with that, why don't you ask them all?

That's why I asked the elf team woodworking squad to help.

"A building block is making something normal for a saint's split."

My squad leader Mieral told me.

Exactly. The building blocks seem to be orthodox children's toys in this world as well.

"What is this toy you've never even seen!? Building blocks!? Wonderful!!" That didn't turn out to be.

It's fine because I get tired of doing that every time.

"What shape would a building block take? Is that a basic cube?

"You should also have different shapes. Why don't you put in a triangle or something?

"No triangles! That's a sharp angle! What if I stab Junior with some kind of mistake!?"

"Saint, you're seriously overprotective."

"A gentle form that won't let you get hurt no matter what angle you hit...... Yeah. How about a circle? Like a circular sphere from anywhere?

"The difficulty as a building block increases so much, doesn't it?

He was the one who over-protects and gets tough the other way around.

"How many of the blocks would be appropriate in number? Twenty thousand?

"Please Reduce More"

Thus, with the help of the Mierals, the building blocks of different worlds were successfully completed.

But this time, it's not over.

Everything is standard for my breath junior.

It all depends on whether you submit it to Junior and like it or not.

"Will Junior fulfill and play with the building blocks?

I'll give you the building blocks in front of the fearful junior.

"If I thought I was making a mess, I'd be making such a mystery."

While his mother Prati frightened him.

Junior took one of those blocks of the building blocks in question!

"" Ooh!? "

Co-producer Mieral cheers along as well.

"Junior interested in building blocks!? Success? Is this a success!?"

"No, not yet. Because children always play in ways that exceed adult expectations."

Indeed, Mieral is right.

End by looking at the pieces of the building blocks you grabbed up on the plane and swinging the boom around! There can also be a pattern that

But our junior was different.

The blocks grabbed up were stacked on top of another block.

"" Oh!? "

And take yet another block, and turn it on further above the bundle of building blocks!

"" "Ohhhhhh!?" "

Me and Mieral caught me and cheered all the way to Prati.

"I understand this!? Junior understands what a building block is!?"

"That's Atashi and her husband's son!? That's clever!!"

We're the ones with the best parents.

Junior, put it on top of the third step, put it on top of the fourth. It mounted higher and higher and piled higher.

By the tower.

……

Junior collapsed the tower of the building blocks that we were struggling with understanding with.

The crap is sharn.

Then it piles up again from scratch, collapses, and piles up again.

This is like...!?

"Stone pile in the river plain!?"

One pile is for my father, two piles are for my mother.

Self performing work that lasts forever?

"This is how to enjoy junior style building blocks......!?"

Babies never play the way adults assume.

Theory meant to know that......

... my child.

Why play such a deep game of business!?