The next day, I came to the Jessen Armor Store with Nicolas.

The day before yesterday, when I told my father and mother that I was going to Grandpa's store, they started cooking immediately after listening to me and handed me the best dishes I had just made.

My father came up with the idea of going to see the four of us this time, but based on the results of the previous brawl, we were left alone.

Incidentally, there's a reason for Grandpa to see a handsome and gentle father.

Everyone thought that Dad and Mom were childhood friends and that they would get married someday.

But when his parents died prematurely of epidemics, the mild moratorium was turned around, and the father left behind had to cut up the inn at the age of thirteen.

As expected, the management of the store was not sweet enough for a 13-year-old young man to be able to cut off by himself at the time, and there were no relatives to rely on. He started thinking about folding the shop, but his mom, who knew the situation, pushed him into the shop and chose to support him by living there.

I quickly lost them and convinced them to go home that grandpa, who had a crush on her daughter's mother, might be able to support her even if she didn't live there, but she wouldn't go back to her parents. My father and mother were both physically and mentally supportive, so I couldn't push them back.

When the store's management somehow stabilized, Mom got pregnant with us. I hear Grandpa gave up getting his daughter back.

Then my father set up a place to talk to Grandpa many times, but he didn't show signs of reconciliation. Grandpa is a stubborn attitude toward us twins who decided to make it impossible for her to return.

But this kind of situation won't be good for a long time. Neither father nor mother usually talks, but sometimes seeing grandpa with grandchildren makes them look a little sad.

That's why I came to see Grandpa, hoping that things would get a little better.

Stand in front of Jesus' Armor Store. It is not a big store, but the shop is narrow and the products are lined up.

Even though there are not many iron items in terms of armor, it seems that leather products can be easily equipped by travelers, but for some reason there are many small items for children.... I don't think it's been this long before?

"I'm so annoyed...."

"Welcome, this is Jessian Armor Store... Ah? You guys are Jayne and this kid. What the hell are you doing here?"

A former middle-aged Jesus with long golden hair tied back with a strange face. It's our grandfather. Even so, all the old people I know are miserable. Jayne is my father's name.

"Hi, Grandpa. Next time, I'll be traveling for a week, so I've got all the gear I need for my trip."

"What? Does Jayne let a kid like you out? You're such a great parent.... and I'm not even old enough to be called Grandpa."

Well, I'm sure he's still around forty. Nevertheless, my mother gave birth to us in the first half of her teenage years. Grandpa's call will be accepted.

"... so, this is our first long trip in a week, so I don't really know what I need. I want you to look around."

I tried to say I was afraid. Grandpa brutally scratches his head and exhales, staring at us.

"... I see, first of all, at my feet. Solid leather shoes are good. But suddenly wearing a new one will definitely cause shoe scratches.... damn it, they came sooner!

While shouting, Grandpa took out his small leather shoes and lined them up on the floor without getting lost on the shelf. And when I pulled something magical closer, I started banging my shoes with a bang and a stick of wood.

Apparently there is steam coming from the magic equipment. It seems to soften the leather with steam, but is it okay to hit it so hard?

For a while, only bang bang and bang sounds were heard in the store, and we watched Grandpa keep banging on his shoes, but the movement stopped on the wipe. And when you remove the jelly from the small pot near the shoe shelf, you start painting it into the shoe.

And when I finished applying the two feet, I finally turned around.

"It will take a little more time to get used to it. In the meantime, we'll pick something else."

"Hey, Ma... there was an item box for the boy. But it would still be useful to have a small luggage. I'll give you a pouch that you can wrap around your hips. Women are both children and women. I'm going to pick a cuter one than an innocent porch for a man."

That said, he pulled the pouch out of another shelf and threw it to Poppy, me and Nicolas.

The pouch thrown at Grandpa is a boneless design, but it seems to be made of solid black leather and durable. Honestly, it's pretty cool. Nicolas is made of pink leather and even has a floral point. This dish combines fashion and practicality.

We wrapped the pouch around our hips and Grandpa stared at it with his hands on his mouth.

"Ugh... I'll see you later... It's a cloak. I don't know where I'm going, but a good cloak can block the sun, overwhelm the cold, and even if you're attacked by a beast, you don't pass your teeth. It's a loss if you do it cheaply."

Then Grandpa pulled into the back of the shop and later brought two adult cloaks.

There was a price tag on it so I tried to take a glance, but soon Grandpa took the price tag and threw it away appropriately. For a moment, you looked like ten gold coins?

"Ah, those things that we're not very expensive..."

"What? Can you take money from the kids? Sell it anyway. It's a substitute. If it's enough to throw it away, I'll give it to you."

When she told her to throw up, she scratched her head and pulled it into the back of the store. As soon as she returned to the tray with a plate of drinks and sweets,

"I'm going to tailor it for the kids now, so wait a minute. Hey, sit in that chair over there. I brought you some sweets, so don't make a scene."

The tray was placed on a small table equipped for customer service. Then he quickly turned his heel back and began to take care of it by putting a cape on the workbench in the back of the shop.

I sit in my chair and drink juice while sending Nicolas a reminder.

"... hey, this is it ~"

Nicolas nodded as she drank the same juice.

It's a routine for Grandpa to pass by in front of our shop and look at this as she flies. Probably haven't missed a day. I didn't want anyone to know, so I knew. I've been to empty spaces many times.

That's the system after all?

That's what it is.... but seeing us in porches, giving us expensive cloaks, it looks like we're at our limit. --Would you like me to make sure you're delirious around here?

Nicolas grabbed her hair and smiled at the enemy, slowly stepping out of the chair with plenty of throne.

Then, in order to shorten the length of the cape on the workbench, I approached my grandfather who had carefully folded it using tools.

The grandfather who noticed the sign stopped and stared at Nicolas.

Stay away from me.

Nicola smiled at the angel without worrying.

Uncle iiiiiihn

I felt a tingling on my feet.

And Grandpa...

--I think I bled my nose and my white eyes peeled off and fell down.