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

Don't go into the men's kitchen!

That was the slogan that our maid of honor insisted on vocalizing on a daily basis.

It's anachronistic and sexist, but she doesn't like me entering the kitchen.

Once upon a time, I had a time when I was awake in cooking.

At that time, I was obsessed with cooking and didn't even think about cleaning up or being economical.

To put the dish on just a few plates, I made several times that wash and wasted several times that ingredient.

I was made to firmly promise never to go into the kitchen in the future, because there are no sages of a character more suited to cooking than the likes of you.

Since then, I have kept my word to discipline.

How many years has it been since I broke this promise?

In the middle of the night, Chloe also leaves me to pick up drinks, so I really didn't remember going into the kitchen and doing it.

However, I know about the place even if I don't remember going in.

This house wasn't even big enough, and I grasped it about intermittently.

When we headed straight to the kitchen, we found Chloe stiffening there.

"Are you freezing after all?

Fiona asks.

Chloe, who doesn't even move, at first I came to the same conclusion, but I guess not, because Chloe's eyes have wandered and peeked at me.

Her function as a mechanical doll seems normal.

Chloe moves only her lips without leaving them slightly motiony.

"Dear Sir, don't move"

"Why not?

And I asked, we followed the instructions. When I entered the kitchen, I clung at the entrance.

"Did Tamara fall or what?

Fiona asks.

"No, I'm not. Chloe's not that free."

"So, what is it? Is that some sort of ritual?

"It's not even a ritual. Apparently something is sneaking into this kitchen?

"What is it?

When I hear that word, I get more alert.

Do your gaze around.

The kitchen was indeed rough.

The cabinets are opened and the wheat stored there is scattered.

Besides, food stored in the kitchen rolled all over the room.

The likelihood that Chloe, the lord of this kitchen, woke up and scattered is equal to zero.

Also given Chloe's slight personality, there's little chance he'll travel dirty before he leaves.

Then it would be more appropriate to see that something broke into this house and provided food for this kitchen.

You can also see that Chloe is not microscopic and is sharpening her nerves, which means that there is a good chance that something is still lurking in this house, or in the kitchen.

The feel of a mechanical maid is comparable to that of a high-ranking magician who has magically enhanced his perception.

Ask Chloe all the time.

"Is the thief still in this room?

Chloe nods small.

"... Yes"

Then point to the ice spirit-style refrigerator placed in the corner of the kitchen.

"Earlier, there was a noise of gasagoso from behind -"

And before I could finish saying it, a green object moved faster than I could even see.

Now behind the cupboard.

"Good."

Relax, I lowered my breath because I found out the intruder wasn't human.

It was the thief at first - I thought it was an unreachable thing aimed at me or Fiona, but apparently not.

Rats or cats, or maybe raccoons or foxe-like.

This neighborhood is far from the heart of the capital, and the trees thrive on a short walk.

I see a lot of wildlife.

Daimyo, you must have broken in through a small window you forgot to close.

Chloe and others are mistakes, but mistakes are in any human being.

No, it's any exquisite mechanical doll.

I decided to capture the animal I broke into, without accusation.

Speak magic.

"Customer"

Chanting ancient magic letters, the entrance to the kitchen closes tightly. Kacha, and.

Small kitchen windows and vents can also be closed.

Now there's no escape for that green little animal.

"Sir, are you going to capture me?

"Unique."

"Dad, you look cute. If I open a small window for you, you'll run off on your own, won't you?

"Well, I guess that's the right thing to do if you're just a little animal, but for once, it's like sneaking into a magician's hall, there's something I'd like to capture and confirm"

"Mr. Cat, Mr. Rat, Mr. Raccoon?

"No, I'm not. No, maybe, but I want to find out if that cat or rat is a magician's demon."

"You mean a kid like Orba?

"That's right. Maybe some sorcerer's use demon. If so, grab him alive and find the owner."

Anything that tries to disrupt my peaceful life with Fiona deserves the reward it deserves.

"What if it's just Mr. Cat?

"I guess I'll even make it a string then. Anything in a certain country in the East, they skin cats and turn them into instruments."

"Shah, cat guitar!?

Fiona blues her face.

Chloe stumbles on me.

"Lady Taruji."

"... it's a joke, Fiona. Cats get away with it."

"Good."

And, he puts his hand on his chest, literally taking a breath.

Fiona, who soon regained her normal mind, has asked in nagging mode.

"If it's Mr. Cat, can I keep it?

"No."

And it would be easier if I could give you an instant answer, but I can't easily turn down my daughter's favor.

But I can't agree to have a pet easily.

Not because of the preconceived notion that children don't take care of their pets.

Conversely, Fiona would literally adore cats.

You'll clean the bathroom properly, you'll prepare the bait, a cat doesn't need a walk, but Fiona might do it without a rope.

What worries me is if, in the future, I have to leave this hall due to some circumstances.

You think Fiona's identity is lost and the Imperial Army chases her, or that I'm going to be unemployed with the academy at my neck?

The latter is particularly likely.

It's hard to travel with a pet like a cat when that happens.

I was to be separated from the cat, and a crying daughter appeared commonly.

If you imagine that, you can't shake your neck vertically easily.

This place is like a father, and I decided to behave harshly towards my daughter.

"It doesn't matter if Fiona catches the animal there and the animal really wants to live in this house."

and -.

Regardless, it is a phrase that was uttered in the formula that wild animals cannot be so easily missed.

This is how me, my daughter, and Chloe started the mysterious biological captivity operation.