Dungeon Master Makeup Money (formerly known as Dungeon Master Funding)

A few days later.

Relax in the living room in the mansion.

If you finish what you can't do to the labyrinth nucleus of something that needs to be changed or managed as a labyrinth owner, you can just leave it to me later.

That's why I scratch my horse seat and when I sit on the floor, I put Sierra on my foot.

"It"

A short distance away is Ira.

A soft ball released from Ira's hand rolls up to the front of Sierra.

"Huh!

Catch it to fall in momentum.

When you take it all over your body and the ball rocks left and right, Sierra also rocks left and right.

He plays like he enjoys being rocked like this.

"Look, give it back to 'Mother'"

"Ugh!"

Sierra pushes the ball out toward Ira, who told her to spread her hands and give it back.

Ira receives the ball in some disappointing way.

"I knew you wouldn't call me 'Mother'"

"That's all you've been doing since then."

"Because..."

Sierra called her newborn brother and sister "Oo-hoo" and "Oo-hoo".

That was the first word I ever uttered.

Ira, her mother, is utterly regrettable that she let her name or 'grandmother' be mentioned in the beginning.

Still, every time I try to get her to call me, she emphasizes' Mother '.

……

Sierra on my lap is coming up at my face.

They guessed something from how Ira was doing.

"It's okay. You don't have to rush it."

"Ahhh..."

I was narrowing my eyes when I said to you as I stroked your head.

"I know, too."

Roll the ball in a obstinate manner.

I was just rolling away from Sierra because I was obstinate.

"Sorry. Sorry."

Sierra following the rolling ball with only her gaze.

Ira is trying to get up and collect the ball while apologizing.

"Mmm..."

Sierra is reaching desperately for the ball that rolls towards her.

But it's not in the baby's hands.

"I don't have a choice."

Even I can't reach a bit where I reached out.

You need to move the Sierra on your knees in order to move.

I just let my hand dive under my body trying to lift it... and it went through.

"Is that it?"

Nothing strange.

Sierra moved forward in good time.

I travel desperately with my hands and legs.

"I can even get high now!

Ira holds up Sierra with the ball in her hand.

I dropped the ball out of my hand because of being held, and Sierra is about to cry out.

"Here!"

"Sorry."

He seemed happy to offer it to me before Sierra, who held the ball he had dropped.

"I was a little worried because this kid was late to get high, but it sounded like he was worried about speaking first."

My mother, who was cleaning the mansion, comes into the living room.

During the winter months, I had left most of my childcare to my mother because I was going to Estore Shrine and I was away.

Still, my mother looked after my first grandson happily or happily.

From my mother, who has experience in childcare, it seems Sierra's growth was a little slow.

But I spoke the language and I got high.

I am relieved that this will be okay.

"I figured being your sister gave you a sense of responsibility?

When my mother peeks into my face, I look cackly amused.

"Ahhh...!

That look is about to turn and make me cry.

"Huh......!?

"Ahhh!"

My mother didn't have time to give up. Sierra cried out.

"Why...?

According to my mother's story, she had cried less often these days.

Sometimes, I miss my mother and cry out, but in that case, I stopped crying in Sylvia's place if I let her hold me.

I can't rely on Sylvia because she's not here.

"No, it won't be"

"Oh well."

Now she is held by Ira, her mother.

She had a calm look until just now, and it's not like she missed her mother.

"I just gave you breast milk, and your diapers aren't wet. Later..."

I check Sierra's condition as I give her one crying factor at a time, but I don't know what makes her cry out.

My mother helps with that, too.

But in the end, we're both confused.

- Up there.

"Up?"

"Did I say something?

The voice of the labyrinth nucleus that sounded abrupt. I squealed by accident.

Ira didn't question me for whining because I heard her, but she's asking back because she doesn't know what that means.

"Uh..."

I don't know how to put it.

In the meantime, I'll think about the meaning of words.

Upstairs - What's on the upper floor of the mansion?

The other family members are out in the city today, apparently on their own business. The same should apply to the rest of the family, and the ones upstairs should be about sleeping Alf and Sophia, and Sylvia looking after the two of them.

"Did something happen to you two?

I don't know from below.

When the mansion was remodeled, the walls were ruggedly replaced to prevent sound from being transmitted to other rooms, so it is not clear what is going on up there.

Stand up to go check on him.

"Ugh!"

"You want to go with me?

"Ugh!"

Ask Ira to follow her because she is reaching out like she went.

Alf and Sophia sleep in Sylvia's room. Again, I put him to sleep in the same room from the decision that he should be with me about when his mother is around. By the way, I can't put my room to bed because it's not educationally good about the night.

"Wow...!

I can see the two of them crying when they came to the front of the room.

Again, I'm more annoyed with you two than with Sierra.

"Hold it for a second"

"Oh."

Ira hurries in when she realizes she's crying.

My mother also follows Ira.

I'm desperately giving up when I hold up both of them crying.

"Where did Sylvia go already...?

The two should be watched by Sylvia.

But I don't see her anywhere at the heart.

Grab Sierra and I'll be in the room, too.

I thought it would be very annoying if there were three crying babies... but from the moment I walked into the room... no, Sierra stopped crying pat from the moment I saw the two crying.

I am reaching out desperately towards the two crying.

It's like it's close. I'm doing it, so I'll hold it close.

Close to a distance that can even be touched by the baby's hand.

Pom pom.

A gentle hand touches both of us.

Shortly after, the twins stopped crying at the same time.

"Duh, what's wrong?

Finally, Sylvia, who panicked, came back to her room.

"I was crying earlier. Where were you going?

"Just in the bathroom..."

Somewhere the bat tells you it looks bad, Sylvia.

Even mothers can't stay by their babies all the time. At that time, I can rely on people nearby, but I got caught off guard and thought that I could go away if I was asleep for a little while.

Unfortunately, Alf wakes up there and realizes he doesn't have a mother.

I cried out of anxiety, waking up to Sophia, who slept next door, crying.

This is why they were crying.

"Shortly after that, Sierra cried out, too. Probably because of my sisters, or my two anxieties passed on to my sister."

Sierra also cried out to be crushed by that anxiety.

No, maybe he was trying to teach you two to cry.

Thank you, Ira.

Sylvia strokes Sierra's head sleeping amicably with three people in bed.

The stroked Sierra is tickling.

"Isn't it too soon for this kid to feel like a sister?

"It's probably my fault"

They told me to be a brother or sister I could count on since I was pregnant.

That is also due to my failure to protect my brother. It must not be Ira's fault that she still couldn't protect her brother.

I could have expected someone to have the next child.

That's why I didn't want my own kids to have the same regrets they had then.

The birth of Alf and Sophia also gave Sierra a clear sense of consciousness as a sister.

"Please do the two of us a favor. Sierra has a proper sister."