Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Flam, weeping for a moment, finally raised his face.

And look around.

She dyed her face bright red with her eyes with the villagers smiling at the reunion of her parents and children.

"... I showed you the embarrassment"

When Flam says with his head on, the laughter curls up more.

Together, as she laughed deceptively, a little shame disappeared.

Then, as the villagers approached Flam, a furious questioning attack began.

She gradually fills up on her journey with the heroes, her battle with the Origins and her encounter with the Milkit, as events have taken place since she returned to Concilia - one question after another of an amount that Flam alone cannot answer.

But that's all they're saying, too, is that they're happy with Flam's return.

Her expression was overflowing with nature and a smile.

In the meantime, Fram discovered a man and woman who looked familiar, standing a little far from the villagers' circle.

Probably thought, 'You just have to talk slowly later'.

Flam pulls the crowd apart, and the two of them - no, they get closer to the three of them.

"With Marin, Pyle?

And call it childhood taming.

"Why are you doubtful? Have you forgotten our faces?

"Because you're more grown up than before. And..."

They were the same age, too old for twenty years.

I am a perfectly fine adult.

But it wasn't there that Flam was surprised.

"The kid, no way...?

"It's me and Pyle's kid, Fram."

"Though Marine and Pyle after all!? How long have you been making kids?!?

"How many years have you been out of the village?"

"Yeah, we're getting married, and we can have kids."

"When!? Why!?"

"Marriage itself was two years ago, but I don't even know why"

"That's terrible!

Pile dropping his shoulders disappointingly.

But for Flam, those two marriages were too unexpected.

Marin herself, when she received the proposal, tilted her neck as to why her opponent was (...) herself, not Flam.

Aside from the fact that Flam didn't feel that way at all - because Pyle has been in love with her since she was a kid.

"I don't know, unexpected..."

"You're terrible, too."

"How old is this kid?

"It's four months now."

"Then you were born just before I came back this way. Wow, cute!

"Right!? My boy, he's the cutest thing in the kingdom!

"Yeah, she looks so cute like Marine"

"Not to me?

"Not alike."

Pile dropping his shoulders again.

Flam grinned shards, pinching the baby's hand held by Marin.

"Konno, chi-ha."

……

Speaking up, he gazes at the flam with his curly eyes, as if he had seen even something strange.

"Hmm, what does your name say?

"Uh... that's it"

"Pram," he said.

"Plum? You look just like me!

I honestly was a delightful flam, but for some reason Marin and Pyle are awkward.

Flam tilts his neck and figures out why - I think of it.

"Uh... Haha, is that what you mean? Fine, never mind."

They didn't think Fram was coming back.

He got caught up in the recoil that destroyed Origin and disappeared somewhere.

Normally, you'd think it was extinguished and dead.

Even if the heroes kept their mouths together and said 'Fram will definitely be back', they should think it's a convenience to give people hope in rebuilding the King's capital.

So I don't blame Flam.

No, rather, as a result, I'm glad that a childhood tame child has become a similar name to himself.

"... sorry"

"Don't apologize, because that's what anyone would have thought. Hey, Pram?

Of course you can't possibly know what words mean or anything else. Plum just stares at Flam with his crushed eyes as usual.

Marin and Pyle, on the other hand, gaze at each other and look relieved.

Fram saw that exchange and realized, 'Oh, you've really become a couple'.

And at the same time, I feel the flow of time and feel lonely.

I thought of something similar when I came back to Concilia, but I couldn't help but think even more when I came back to my hometown.

Of course I'm familiar with childhood, because my parents look a little thinner and older than I've seen them before.

"By the way, I've been wondering about you too - who is that kid?

Pyle looks more at the mill kit.

When the two eyes met, Milkit bowed his head deeply, and Pyle was also caught and gently met.

"Oh, it's time to introduce you. Milkit, come here!

When I invite her, she rushes over to the Lord on a small run.

And Fram held Milkit's shoulder and turned to Marin and Pyle and said away in grandeur.

"I think it's probably telling the story all the way over here, and this kid's the milkit. You've always been my partner, and now you're my daughter-in-law"

"Thank you very much."

Mill kit to keep your head down again.

Marine and Pyle with a stunning view of it.

Of course the villagers and Flam's parents are watching that, and everyone is pompous.

"That, what, that reaction. I heard it was telling Patria our story."

"Well, Mr. Milkitt over there? but it tells the story that it supported the flam..."

"When I show up in front of you, you say, 'I'm really a girl' will surprise you? Fram, you're dating this kid, aren't you?

"Yeah, sure."

Flam to answer lightly.

At least for her, there's nothing she needs to hide.

Ever since we met, you've been there for me.

Even if someone was reluctant to love each other on the same sex, she would keep putting her chest up and saying 'I like Milkit'.

Most of all - the fact that Fram's partner is a woman in itself was also passed on to the village.

In one way or another, their surprise would be for its impactful appearance.

The figure, wrapped in made-up clothes, on a wrapped face with bandages, is even more floating in rural areas like Patria, even though it is quite noticeable in Concilia.

No, it's rather too floating, going around...

"Innovative, urban fashion is amazing."

"I knew it wasn't the same country as Patria."

- I'm convinced with a nod, etc.

Nothing. It's not fashion that's fashionable in Concilia, but it's better not to correct it. The place is going to fit round.

"But Fram. If you're gonna introduce me to your lover, why don't you be your uncle and aunt before we do?

"... sure, so is that"

Rather, one of the major reasons I returned to Patria is that.

Introduce Milkit to her parents - it's a big gateway that pre-nuptial lovers almost always go through.

Flam pulls Milkit's hand and moves to the two of us looking at this one with some confusion.

"Father, Mother, this child is Milkit. It's an ex-post report... but now they're naming Milkit Apricot."

"Regards!

That's right, Milkit is nervous too, he bows his head in a shabby move.

The confusion of his parents seems to be more than Marin and Pyle, and his father Solm puts his hand on his chin and wrinkles between his eyebrows.

My mother Rosa, on the other hand, was observing the mill kit with interest.

A little bit, maybe he didn't think his daughter would bring his partner home.

This time it was just a return home, welcoming my daughter, who hasn't been back in a long time, and taking her time - I must have imagined that.

Well, it's also bad that Fram didn't tell you that in advance.

"... Hmm"

I don't know if Solm thought about it or not, but I guess he couldn't think of how he replied, seeing Rosa better with a difficult face.

Then she smiled,

"For one thing, what are we talking about in a place like this, and shall we go up to the house?

I made that suggestion.

Sure, it wouldn't even be a story the villagers would do in watching.

◇ ◇ ◇

At night, he said, a feast would be held to celebrate Flam's return, until then, when he would be free.

He was supposed to go straight to the village chief's house and do something long story - but he's not a man who can't read the air either, enough to make Milkit's, Flam's greeting to his parents, take precedence over a serious event.

"I haven't changed......"

Back at my parents' house, Flam squeaks smudgingly past the front door.

"This is where your husband was born and raised."

Milkitt was intrigued and observing the house for a moment.

I think about each of them.

But now a formal greeting is better than that.

Flam and Milkit head over the table in the living room to Solm and Rosa.

"Then again, this kid is Milkit. Now, they're naming Milkit Apricot. It's a post facto report, but that's how it relates to me."

That's what Fram told me in a hard tone, either from nervousness or with force on his body.

A mill kit that lowers your head together.

And she discussed it beforehand with Flam for today and tried to utter the words she had prepared - while she was nervous and mouth-watering, Solm would take the lead.

"The story has reached Patria. But the fact that you're named Apricot's last name means... you're engaged?

"... ahhh"

Flam softly grips and comforts the depressing mill kit hand under the table.

"Yeah, the laws of the kingdom don't allow same-sex marriages, so I'm just getting a name. But you know, on the mood, Milkit is my daughter-in-law."

Flam doesn't cover it up.

Declaring so magnificently, Milkit then looks straight at Fram's parents, intentionally saying, 'Now is the time'.

"I think I should have come and greeted you long ago -"

The two of them - Solm in particular, out of tension or with a stiffer look than usual - put their arms together and waited for her words.

"My lord... no, you could have me, my lady!

Seriously from the bottom of my heart, Milkit said.

But was that a little out of Flam's parents' imagination - Solm said, "Hmm?," she tilts her neck, and Rosa squirts "Nfu" unconsciously.

Normally, that's where it's going to be, "Give me your daughter," but in Milkitt's shoes, it won't be.

It doesn't - it's a formal story, so maybe she didn't even have to change the rhetoric, she later said.

But I couldn't help what I said, so I decided to keep pushing it through.

"So... are you reporting to Mr. Milkitt's parents?

"Hmph... Hmph..."

Rosa is shaking her shoulders and laughing all the time against Solm, who manages to make a serious look.

I think I'm in a bump.

Left alone for a moment until he returned to his original, Milkit continued talking to Solm.

"No, my parents don't even know my face because I've been sold as a slave since I was conceited"

"Oh well... I'm sorry I asked you an uninteresting question"

"No, because I don't care"

"Fuku... fuku, fuku..."

Rosa keeps shaking her shoulders and laughing while the two of them talk seriously.

With this look, I'm not going to be back for a while.

Exactly, Milkit also asks as she peeks into its face.

"Did I say something strange?

"It's okay, because there's nothing wrong with Milkit"

"Really...?

I don't know what the situation is. Milkit looks alternately at Solm and Rosa and is in a hurry with Aww.

But the fact that you laughed at me now - probably didn't mean to disagree with my parents from the start.

"Leave him alone for a while"

"Yes......"

"By the way, what part of our daughter did Mr. Milkitt fall in love with?

"It's everything. I love everything about your husband."

"... well"

Too straight eyes, and words, accidentally barometric solm.

She has no more lies whatsoever than anyone can ever doubt to see anymore.

Seriously, I love every side of the flam from the bottom of my heart.

"Why are you telling me so much about Flam?

"I was a slave to nothing, because it was your husband who gave me everything. A warm meal, a place to sleep in peace, a place to go home, a feeling of caring for someone - the whole heart and body that makes me today was something that wouldn't exist without your husband"

"You met Fram before the church tricked him into selling him as a slave."

"To?"

Flam with eyes open and neck lifted.

But I immediately remembered (...).

That's what's supposed to happen ostensibly to keep Gene a hero.

"Uh... yeah, yeah, that's the thing"

If we all think of ourselves as “villains," Gene gets really evil.

In that sense, Fram had to hide the truth.

"... oho"

and that's where Rosa finally comes back.

No, I still have my cheek muscles drawn, but it doesn't seem like a problem to talk to.

"Even during the battle with Origin, Mr. Milkitt was always there for Fram."

"Oh, no. I'd rather have been supported."

"In fact, I don't even think I would have come back to Patria this way if it weren't for Milkit"

"You'll soon find out what you two think of each other just by looking at it. Don't worry, I'm not going to disagree with you."

"Good... they disagreed. I don't know what to do"

Milkit puts his hand on his chest and relaxes his chest.

"I'm not convinced... I was going to say, but you screwed up my nose earlier"

"I thought you were going to give your daughter to your daughter-in-law. On the contrary, you can't imagine getting a daughter-in-law."

"But there's only one thing that bothers me about accepting Mr. Milkitt as a member of our family"

"What is it?

"Can't you show me your face?

"Oh, that's..."

Confused mill kit.

She looked more anxiously at Flam.

Sure, I also feel like I should show my parents my face.

But what matters to Milkit is the fact that it's “just the flam.”

Well, actually, I've seen Eterna before, but still, I don't know her face as she grew up and became beautiful now.

"I was wondering if I should show it to you too...... sorry, because I still want the face of the mill kit to be mine alone"

"What do you mean?

"Originally, I burned it under this bandage and it looked very ugly. It was your husband who cured that. So my face is just for your husband."

If Eterna were present on this occasion, she would blur, 'also thanks to my treatment…'.

It's not like Milkit doesn't appreciate her.

If you say so, showing your face is just like showing you naked for Milkit.

"But..."

But Solm seemed unconvinced.

Put your arms together and tie your lips to the letter to.

As a parent, I wonder if I don't even know the face of a girl who's my daughter's wedding partner and stepdaughter.

But Rosa didn't seem to think so, so she flattered him.

"You don't say anything wild."

"Rosa, don't you have to look?

"Of course I care. But if that's what you two promised, it's not about us stepping in."

"Hmmm......"

If my wife tells me, I have no choice but to be convinced.

Though Solm had the feeling of doing more, he accepted the will of Flam and Milkit.

"That's right."

Rosa hits her hand and blows the slightly heavier bitter air.

"Milkit, I need a favor"

"Ha, ha! Please tell me what it is."

"Hehe, you don't have to be so afraid. I just want you to call me Mother-in-law. My father-in-law."

"May I call you, sir?

For Milkit, that's awe-inspiring.

Because Fram is your husband, his parents are what you should call him.

More importantly, there has never been a Milkit that could be called a parent.

I'm simply nervous about calling someone that way.

Drawing on the thoughts of such a milkit, Rosa smiles gently.

"Of course you are, because you are our family"

"Family..."

That is an unknown realm for Milkit.

I don't know, so I thought about it. I don't know what to wait for, so I have to explore it while I connect.

Today, for the first time, by the time we entered into that relationship, our purpose was fulfilled.

Without thinking about the anxiety ahead, Milkit stood up from the chair and

"Well - thank you, mother-in-law, father-in-law, and forever!

That said, I bowed my head with enough momentum to hit the table.

◇ ◇ ◇

"You haven't changed, and so has this room"

Flam squeaks as he enters his room looking all the way around.

Rosa said she never missed cleaning this room while she was away.

The private room left unchanged from the day my daughter was traveling is also a testament to my mother's affection.

"Your husband's room...... that's kind of exciting"

Milkit is looking around, just like he did when he walked into this house.

"Even though you always live in the same room?

"I heard it was something special about a lover walking into his room."

"Well, that's true."

Did you even read a book like that while Flam was gone?

Or maybe it blew around the ink.

Well, rather than being unresponsive, it would be better for me to blush and twitch my cheeks like this, which would provide eye care.

Fram sat back in bed watching how such a mill kit was.

The futon is brand new, and although the pattern is the same as when you left the village, it looks like a new one.

When I heard Flam was coming back, did he rush to replace it?

When you jump in from your back, a soft feel wraps your whole body around what you're using in Concilia's house.

"Phew..."

A major event: introducing Milkit to her parents.

No matter how many flams have out-of-popular statuses, they seem to have drained quite a bit of health.

But Milkit should be more than that.

Flam woke up peeling his torso and spread his hands.

"Come, Milkit"

When invited to do so, she walked over to the Lord and jumped into his chest.

The two sink straight into bed and hold each other's bodies.

"Good luck"

"Ugh... Ugh... I knew your husband would calm me down when he hugged me"

"I'm most at peace when I'm hugging you too -..."

For them, this was the best way to recover health.

Plumping, smelling and - maybe - healing the mind and body.

"You were nervous."

"Let's see. Even your husband had a strong face."

"It's my first experience introducing my lover. But now that you've greeted your parents, you can name a couple with more breasts than ever."

"Yes, it could be preposterous"

"Say it. Say it."

That being said, it has always been similar.

"Mr. Eterna's going to freak out."

'Cause he's not being a little honest.'

"Milkit doesn't say either."

"I was just showing my relationship with Mr. Ink right there, and that's all I want to say."

"Sure, even I was in a hurry when I just got back"

The conversation is interrupted.

There is no awkwardness in silence, and Fram and Milkit even indulge in each other's senses.

Flam's palm strokes Milkit's silver hair.

If your lips touch your earlobes mischievously, your faintly sweet voice leaks.

Milkit buried his face in the Lord's neck muscle and repeated his deep breath.

My favorite smell full of lungs brings joy to my whole body.

But at that time, Milkit's expression became cloudy.

"... your husband"

"Hmm?

"It wasn't just nervous, was it?"

Smiles disappear from Flam's face as well.

As she breathed air out of her lungs in a sigh mix, she said as she had noticed.

"Will Milkit find out?"

"Naturally."

When I came back to Patria, when I was talking to Marin and Pyle, when I was saying hello to my parents - I couldn't even notice my parents and only Milkit could tell so slightly that I saw a shade in Flam's expression.

Once they talked about their bodies, they sat face-to-face with each other on the bed.

"It's been five years, and it feels so strong to be left behind."

And Fram tells a pompous story of what he felt in this village.

"Milkit, Cyril, ink, they were definitely grown up, but not like that."

Similar.

Or maybe it's just a difference in degree.

But the difference is huge.

"I can't believe Marin and Pyle were childhood friends my age, but they're married at some point, and they even make kids. Your father and mother are also a little thinner and older than when you saw them before. So is everyone else. I don't know... because I've been spending the same time for sixteen years... frankly, I mean, I miss you"

I was trying not to think about it.

In Concilia, that misled me.

But it didn't happen in Patria.

Simply because today is the first time I've seen everyone after five years, it's probably one of the reasons.

You'll get used to it soon.

But just today, it's something that makes me want to throw up about one of the weak sounds.

"Ah! This kind of thing, I should have done it again! You're nagging. You're not like me! This is how I got home!

I wanted to be honest with you.

I just wish all that emotion filled everything up.

Marin and Pyle have kids? It's great - but when will that happen?

Was that kid's name similar to yours? Let's welcome you from the bottom of my heart - but they thought you were dead.

Do my parents look older than they used to? Naturally given the time that has elapsed like that - but I'm pretty sure the fact that I'm missing put a lot of effort into both of them.

The noise really mixes.

It is not simple and unambiguous.

"It should have been easier to laugh. I wonder why...... I'm going to think about it, really. Of course, it's not that I'm not happy, I'm really happy to be reunited with everyone, right? But... But I know it's not good, but I can't help but tell myself..."

"I think so."

Even the weak sound of the flam, Milkit affirms.

But unconditionally, not.

There are good reasons.

"I don't need to be patient. All of it, please spit it out. At least not in front of me. Don't put that kind of sprouts in your mind. I'm sure it'll make you feel better if I let you out."

"But... isn't that annoying? Me like this."

"Isn't that how I feel about your husband? Besides... I think it's only when you expose the backwards part of the couple..."

Saying, blushing and leaning mill kit.

Flam's face is getting hot, too.

But at the same time, he felt reliability for Milkit's words.

"Mill kits are inclusive."

"Heh? Is that right..."

Now Flam buries his face in Milkit's chest.

Without saying anything, Milkit gently embraced its head and combed her hair with her fingers.

When Flam had just returned to Concilia, his skin and hair were rough.

It is only natural that he was in such a battle.

But now, in a filled life, the flesh was also becoming healthier.

Smooth hair is proof of that.

A peaceful life with Milkit - those, dreamy days.

How much the plumage has healed Fram's heartbreak since his return to this day.

"Hey...... can you hold me like this for a while?

"Yes, as much"

It is not the weakness of the flam that has left me at times and made me feel sad.

I'm sure that will happen to everyone.

How prepared I was, that doesn't make it zero.

But unlike before, she now had the right to sound weak.

The world that wraps the flam can only afford to tolerate the weakness of its heart.

So to be honest, spit it all out, sweet, twitchy.

While doing so, the unpleasant feelings disappeared little by little.

◇ ◇ ◇

Fram then told his parents in detail what had happened on the journey.

For once, Jean's blur this as much as possible.

After all, the content seems to vary considerably in the stories that are communicated with reality, and Solm and Rosa marveled at each new fact that was not portrayed in the story, turning their eyes round, bewitched by the tragedy, and wept by the tragedy.

Regardless, we couldn't possibly be able to tell all the events in a matter of hours, and that day we were to cut the story off on the way.

We'll stay in this village for five days anyway, as long as we have a chance to talk.

At night, a feast was held in Patria to raise the village.

Drink, eat, sing, dance and more noise, mainly flam and mill kits.

When Fram's acquaintance comes in his place, he exchanges words with 'Welcome Back', 'Congratulations' and 'Happy Everlasting' to reunite.

Many times when I leave the village I am surprised that the girl who was younger is of the same age or has lost her hair from my uncle's head, while a good time passes.

Along the way, forget about Flam's celebration or anything else, and start making noise all you want - by the time there was a drunken person out there, the feast was open.

Returning to Flam's home, the mill kit is completely hectic, with half an eye open.

First I hurried and took a bath with Flam and got into bed sooner than usual.

◇ ◇ ◇

Then a few hours later - by the time it's past midnight, Flam wakes up alone.

Next door, an unbandaged mill kit exposes her lovely sleeping face.

Flam, who had often stared at the condition, felt his throat dry and exited the bed.

Head to the living room for water.

But the lights were still on there, and Solm and Rosa were quietly serving liquor in one hand of the glass.

I should have drank quite a bit at the feast.

"... that we were both still awake"

As Flam stepped into the room, her parents' gaze turned to her at the same time.

The two cheeks are slightly red-dyed and you can tell from the sight that they are drunk.

But for that amount, drunkenness seems shallow.

"Flam? Oh, maybe you woke up with the sound? I'm sorry."

"Yeah, my throat's just a little dry. Were you still drinking?

"Yeah, celebrate Flam's back"

I said as Rosa rocked to show off her glass.

"You've already changed the date, haven't you?

"I know, but I need a drink today or so."

"That being said, Rosa always drinks."

"That's what you are."

That's what I said, the two laugh at Kerakera.

Flam accidentally laughed bitterly at the condition of his amiable parents.

It hasn't changed since then.

My parents are relieved that we have been friends for a long time -

As the flam moves into the kitchen, remove the cup from the shelf and pour water.

And when I gently moistened my throat, I deposited my back on the wall and visited my parents.

"The truth is, what did you think?

"What do you mean?

"That I brought a girl - a mill kit"

Regarding it, neither Solm nor Rosa pursued it in depth.

But you can't think of anything.

At least, because it's not normal in this world.

"Of course I'm surprised. But I was convinced as soon as I saw your face."

"Mine?

"He looked happier than I'd ever seen him, and he had a full face."

That's what they said, and Flam gently pinched his own cheek with his fingers.

Even when I was in Patria, I meant to come quite happily.

But again, now that Milkit and I are able to combine our thoughts and live a peaceful life - indeed, it may be the happiest time in Flam's life.

"Nothing beats my daughter's happiness. Whoever the other girl is, you give priority to your happiness."

"As a parent, I intend to support it as much as possible"

"Mother, Father..."

Warm everywhere - I think again that you are such a parent that you want to be a goal forever because of the bulk of it.

"And... I'm sorry about that time."

"About what?

"When you're on your journey. The truth is, I was talking to your father after that, and he didn't want to go."

My daughter was chosen as a hero, and I guess we were both floating.

No, it's not just the two of us - the people in the village were so disoriented that they couldn't spot Flam's true intentions.

So, as a single person, I couldn't ease her anxiety.

It's an order from the kingdom, how could I not have defied it, but at least I should have worded it to worry about my parents.

"... yeah, you are. I didn't want to go, and I was wondering if anyone would notice that feeling."

"Right... I can't believe I didn't notice it before I dropped it off, I'm disqualified as a parent"

"But that's all too, because it's a story of the past. Thanks to you, I met Milkit, and now I'm so happy. That's why I don't think about it at all."

Flam turned his uncontrolled smile to his parents.

That's extra, it swells the guilt of the two of us.

How could a child laughing so happily have had to be caught up in such a tragedy?

Why, as a parent, I couldn't stop it -.

But if you can tell me that you're happy now, what parents should do is not drag and mourn.

"Fram really likes her."

"That's because I'm so lovely that I can't beat your father and your mother - Well, it's time for me to go back to my room. Because if you're too far away, Milkit's gonna miss you."

"Don't you think we could hang out for a little while?

"Don't worry about it today. It's time, so I think we should both go to bed."

"I think you'll feel drowsy if you drink some more."

"How unhealthy..."

Nevertheless, it also means that that's all the flam is back and floating.

If you've been drinking to this time on a daily basis, you should have closed your eyes today or so.

"Well, no, good night then"

"Good night."

"Oh, good night"

Exchange natural greetings.

Fram was kind of crazy about herself getting her eyeballs hot just that, and she loosened her cheeks as she turned her back on her parents.

◇ ◇ ◇

The next day, Pyle came by after breakfast.

"Hey, Flam."

It's pretty much the same as when you raised one hand, laughed at the brain weather, and invited me to play as a kid, every day.

Flam, who welcomed him at the front door, gave a strange look when he saw him, who was slightly in charge of a large tool bag.

"From this morning on, what's wrong with you dressed like that?

"I need a favor from you today."

As I say, put the bag on the ground.

From the sound of it, the contents seem to be tightly packed.

"Actually, the nearby mountain collapsed a while ago. So we found something underneath it that looked like the entrance to the ruins."

"Yeah, it is"

"That's what the three of us used to adventure before, huh?

"I always just bothered the two of us,"

"This time it's the other way around, I want Flam to help me."

In other words, it seems that the contents of the bag are tools for exploration.

Does it contain lamps, scoops, gloves, and then around water bottles and lunches?

"Marin has kids to take care of, and recently he told me he talked about this hand, 'cause he's not a kid,' which is bullshit. The ruins are a man's romance! Sex is what makes me want to look into it."

"Because Marin has always looked like an adult. Well, I don't mind, especially since I don't have any plans... what do we do, go milkit too?

"If your husband is going, I'd like to be with you"

"Then it's up to you, we'll go out as soon as we're ready!

Push your hands up by yourself, Pyle, to show your motivation.

Perhaps I've been wanting to find out and nodding.

That's what Flam came back to do.

Even though I laughed bitterly when I saw the shaggy pile, Fram himself was actually just a little excited.

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There are numerous mountains around Patria, where it has been a playground for the Flams since childhood.

Most importantly, it was not uncommon for monsters to come out, albeit of low rank, so I couldn't go away - Flam still remembers when I got lost in the woods and couldn't get home till night, and even formed a search party to make a fuss.

They scolded me so badly with Marin and Pyle, but the old one chased the little animal and took the liberty of going deep. Pyle was bad.

Now that he's grown up, although he's gained some calm, his curiosity doesn't seem to have changed.

"Hey, I've been wanting to find out and I've been muzzled. Nobody in the village tries to get close, and I can't get into Middle-Mountain because I'm the one with the plum thing. But today, I wanted to talk to Flam for a good reason, so I couldn't stop Marine."

Even though I hadn't heard it, Pyle talked a lot anyway.

"So you didn't tell me you were going to look for the ruins?

"When I say, 'Don't get Fram involved in such a drag,' you're set to be stopped."

"Indeed."

I can easily play with Marin's voice in my brain.

"But it really doesn't change the pile."

"Human beings don't change that much. Marine's just a bunch of people. The contents are what they were."

"That's right...... that could be a bit of a pleasure"

"Isn't it more the Flam that's changed? I feel more reliable than before, but I haven't changed my appearance or breasts."

"Unnecessary."

Flam cares a lot there, too.

But I like the fact that the mill kit is definitely 'I like this', 'It's just the right size' and 'I like it like your husband!' I'm going to say it in bed, 'so I'm starting to think maybe it's not as bad as I've said lately - it seems.

"But I'm sure I'm a little more confident than before."

"You're not even zero in status, are you? I heard there's a million or something now, but you're serious. I can't imagine what you can do with too many numbers."

"Hmmm...... for example"

Flam stopped on the spot and slackened his feet.

"I can blow this mountain with one hand"

"I can't imagine."

As it stands, it means we can further ground this place, but whatever the flam we run, the scale might have been too large for Pyle.

"Is there anything you can do to show off on this occasion?

"That being said, you can't erase the mountain..."

Flam to put your hand on your jaw and think about it.

Its gaze stopped with a thick tree, about ten meters ahead.

"So why don't we cut the tree growing there with our bare hands?

"Shall we? I don't know if they say that, but if you can show me, I'd like to see it."

To that extent of a tree, you can't possibly exert all of the power of a flam.

It's just to show that one scale.

She shakes her right hand in the shape of a handknife and gently away.

"Shh!

And then... gooooooooooooooooooo! and a fierce breeze, and Pyle said, "Whoa!?" and stomps on both feet to avoid losing balance.

Milkit, who was walking with his arms tangled with the Lord, was held against Flam's arm.

And the tree in front - is broken vertically (...).

The trunks, divided into two parts, each fell in the opposite direction.

"... and well, like this"

"Ooh... awesome. You didn't touch it, did you? You just cut it off with the so-called shock wave!? Oh, my God! Seriously, Flam!

"Well, I guess..."

Pyle holds Flam's hand and swings it up and down, probably.

His eyes sparkle and he is as tense as a boy who has found a treasure.

"Because! Hey, that's not the one who saved the world. When we were playing together, I never thought that Fram would be such a hero!

'Cause I didn't think it was me.

"Think about it, it was an unfulfilled love...... no, if I hadn't been on the journey, would I have had a chance?

"Because there isn't."

That is, I assure you.

In fact, since he was a child, Fram never felt anything like romantic feelings or anything similar, as much as friendship was embraced by Pyle.

But for Milkit, who has not been allowed to be present on the spot in the past, it is a matter of death and survival.

"Milkit, really, I've never had any feelings for Pyle like that in my hand, so suppress that killing? Right?"

A black flame burns from her back and even the flam releases a killer that freezes her spine.

"I think childhood is very strong."

Sure, that's all a title you'll never even get in a mill kit.

Something that she can't help but see Pyle as a rival.

"But Milkit is already my wife. There's nothing more."

"That's... ugh"

Still, Fram took Milkit's lips before the unknown enemy of "childhood taming” (...), where anxiety didn't go away.

Lift your jaw hard and just kiss it to the touch.

"Milkit is the only one who does this"

"Ahhh... Your husband..."

Melting mill kit.

A crisp flam at no time.

And a pile with a frightened look.

"You're close... hey, here we are"

While we had that exchange, we arrived at the ruins.

What was there was a heavy, large door made of metal.

But the door doesn't have a handle, and it's unlikely to open with bare hands.

"What's this..."

"Right? Isn't that awesome?

For some reason I'm proud of Pyle.

As he approached the door, Flam touched it to make sure it felt.

"It doesn't even look like it's from the era that sealed the origins. I wonder if it is from a similar period to the ruins of Kamyaguysama, long before it was. But I think it looks a little like Kimaira's lab I saw in Enicide..."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but it's quicker to look inside. I'll open it."

"I almost opened it, you know?

"I don't know the trick, but there's a little gap in the door, right? You can do something with your strength."

Sure, there's a gap to the point where your fingers get in.

"Shall I do it?

"No, it's a man's job here."

It's definitely faster for Flam to do it, but I can't give in there.

Just relying on it, does it mean Pyle's pride won't allow it?

As he snuggles his fingers in the gap, he tries to open the door with so much force that a blood vessel rises on the back of his hand as a "muggle".

"Oops -"

Then it slid sideways easier than I imagined, and the entrance widened to the point where one person could get in.

And at the same time, pun! The bursting sound echoes.

The top half of Pyle's head was scattered.

"... Huh?

It's no longer a matter of confirming life or death.

Something red splashes, falls behind his back to show off a cross-sectional view of his head in impact, and an eye ball that was hardly safe takes the optic nerve and dances through the universe.

Too obvious an instant death.

To the sudden events, Flam and Milkit have no choice but to stand flat.

"Pyle......? Pyle!"

Flam rushes over, even though he finds it futile.

I was completely alarmed.

I never imagined that would happen in a village where I had lived for sixteen years.

The gate of the open ruins - beyond that darkness stood a metal doll with a blunt body.