Child Rearing Journal of the Strongest Wiseman～About My Daughter Being the Cutest in the World～

That way, when we finish the journey, we'll arrange a carriage.

At first I thought about renting a carriage to the college, but I just couldn't do that.

Dean Kalinin has given me the most convenience.

Any further demands would put me in a bad position, as well as his.

I wanted to avoid that.

"Then would you like to arrange it at home?

And it was Chloe who turned the tannic side.

Today, our household is a fire train.

Teachers' salaries weren't that high, and I can't use my savings due to further circumstances.

Because I don't suppress research spending again, there's not much to save.

Still, they can twist enough money to rent a carriage, but our finance minister doesn't look very good

Have you perceived such an atmosphere, my wise daughter makes suggestions?

"You just have to rent the carriage of Isma's house."

And my daughter tells me off.

"The carriage at Isma's house? Is there such a thing in Isma's house?"

I said, but soon I realize something.

"Well, naturally. When Isma was delivered, she lived in an impressive house."

Isma's home is the Marquis.

Instead of living in a dorm like any other student, he lives in a mansion near the college.

It's a mansion of that size in a separate house, so you'll have about a carriage.

"It's definitely a good idea."

I was impressed with my daughter's proposal. I went to rent a carriage from Isma.

Regardless, Isma took it on with pleasure.

Meet Isma's caretaker and butler man at the mansion.

"Please, Isma, please."

And he bowed his head deeply.

He has served Isma as a butler since she was a child in everything, serving as a caretaker and guardian.

"Isma is in a delicate position. She's lost her beloved mother, she's isolated, helpless, and she's being targeted by her clan."

And he explained the situation.

It doesn't seem to have a star on it until who did it, but it doesn't seem false in its desire to protect Isma, the 'lady'.

He loaned me a carriage with pleasure, and the horse pulling the carriage prepared a grand horse that was hard to see in the capital.

And roadblocks on the road, just a little worried.

Regardless, I thought I'd say no to the gratuity, but our finance minister receives the gratuity without having time to say no.

Hiraki saw the silver-haired money-keeper, but all she had to do was say this with her face.

"Our household is a pinch. That's the ultimate in Seymour magic, isn't it?

And I said it off.

I thought about this transformation when you told me it wasn't even Rokuro before, but you should definitely take what you can get.

When I thanked the butler, I put Isma in a carriage and headed to the college.

So they take the harmonia, and they travel straight to the empire.

When Harmonia got in, the carriage became gorgeous.

No, I don't think so.

There is a saying that if there were all three women there might be, but that was true.

Fiona is still a child but still a woman,

Harmonia was a pure girl,

There are places like girls in Isma, its appearance and the inside.

More importantly, when a mechanical girl also counts for a woman, it's not a noise in the wrong place.

I'm the only man in this narrow carriage.

It was an overwhelming minority.

Open the alchemy book in the swinging carriage because you have no choice.

It is the book of a great sage who made love pills about hundreds of years ago.

I look through the book.

I realized the difficulty of making people fall in love with the opposite sex, so I thought I had developed a secret medicine to keep women quiet.

I indexed every corner with my eyes like plates, but no such secret technique was described anywhere.

"Is it impossible to silence a woman, even a great sage like the one in history"

Four noisy daughters thought of that as they moved their mouths thoughtfully.

The journey to the Imperial City went well.

The border between the imperial capital and the Republic was so tense that it was not strange when the war began, but the security of the Principality of Liengrad was relatively stable.

It symbolizes the richness and peace of the Principality.

So you won't have to worry about getting attacked by bandits and demons along the streets of the capital.

Security along the streets is also stable within the Empire.

I don't run into demons unless there's more to it.

Because the military, civilian guards, vigilantes, etc. are patrolling and serving in policing.

Instead, I ran into them on patrol and was slightly more likely to be asked about the purpose of submitting a bill of lading and the journey.

A man for one, a mechanical doll in made-up clothes.

The rest are girls in student clothes.

Depending on what you look at, you can't even see people buying and that line.

I'm the slave trader, and Chloe used it for a while, and Fiona and the others used it for merchandise?

That's what the Knights of Public Order and the local guardians who've been talking to suspected me of.

Regardless, that is a misunderstanding, and the suspicion clears up as soon as I show the bill of lading issued to the Dean of the College, but before leaving the Principality, it was in such a difficult mood to say that he was called out three times and treated three times as a slave trader.

Chloe says.

"There's something awkward about Sagittarius. We have an unspeakable sense of suspicion."

"You're a rude maid."

"I have an aura, that's what I mean. It's not just that."

"I'm not following you. Well, you can't help being suspicious. At this time of year, only women and children are traveling to places like this. I'm the first to suspect a civilian."

"Right. However, even if you doubt it, it's a hassle, so I'm going to let it go straight."

It seemed possible, so I tried to be silent, but for once,

"I'll work for my salary."

And, to clarify, I saw the girls playing cards games behind the carriage.

"Regardless of who I am, I'm loading these pretty kids onto the carriage carriage and moving them around. You might not be able to complain if they suspect you."

"Right. It's completely people-buying."

Looks like Fiona and the others are doing a bubble pull.

It's a simple game, but the kids are obsessed.

"I like poker that bites me straight, games that are strategic."

"Please don't teach the Fionas to gamble."

"I know. It's just a personal preference."

When I say that, I see the girls doing the bubble removal.

Fiona is easy to understand.

Harmonia and Isma obviously rejoice when they put their hands on the joker and drop their shoulders when they reach for another card.

Teach your daughter poker with such a look on her face and she'll just be ducked.

The necessary game of rush is not for the honest Fiona to be the good guy at the root.

Harmonia is quite a schemer, and seems to also lead to rushing and scheming to protrude only one piece from a bunch of cards so that only the joker stands out, or to put it next to it when it stops coming through.

On the other hand, Isma enjoys the game purely without rushing or rushing.

Whether to pull a joker or lose, it seemed like fun in itself to be able to play games with friends, playing cards and staring at each other with a laugh.

Their appearance is just comforting to watch.

Seeing her daughters like that, she took turns as the wagon conductor with Chloe.

"Dear Sir, Chloe is a machine doll. I don't know if I'm tired."

"I'm in a mood swing. Sometimes it's not bad to whip a horse."

That said, I also nodded to Chloe to get into their circle.

Chloe turned to her daughters as she was told.

She also joins the bubble drain.

Chloe is a machine doll.

I don't know if it's fun to play card games equal to toys, but my daughters are still happy for me.

It would be cruel to leave it to the carriage to operate all the time, no matter how tired you are.

I thought so and took turns, but it was quite picturesque that the beautiful girls and the mechanical dolls were almost into card games.

Their laughter, heard over their backs, sounded comfortable.