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

Sit with a chair in the center of the living room.

My mother and Mr. Olivia were seated in front of me.

"I haven't been around for almost a month. I know it's not a line I can tell you, but I've left the kids' education to you, right?"

I tell her what kind of child I want her to be before.

I want Sierra to be able to protect my brother and sister because she's my oldest daughter. Luckily, I'm solid as a sister if I see how it went earlier... I don't feel a little too premature considering my age, but I guess it won't be a problem because I seem to be satisfied with myself.

And I want you to build a relationship of trust where we can work together about the twins.

Even so, Sophia felt like she was looking down at her brother, Alf.

According to Sylvia, that didn't look like it until before we rendezvous.

And then...

"It all started with Alf and Sophia starting a fight."

Olivia tells me pale.

I don't know what triggered it. But while I was looking away a little, it became a combination.

Baby fight. It's not a big deal where it's a combination.

Still, as a grandmother, I couldn't help but worry.

So I prioritized helping Sophia, my sister and girl.

It was natural behavior given the difference between a boy and a girl.

But the twins, who are parties, were different.

Alf was shocked to see the sight of only his sister being flaunted, and Sophia was immersed in a sense of superiority.

Only I am privileged.

Sophia becomes aggressively sweet against Olivia, who has learned pleasure in that.

Mr. Olivia also took care of the girl's grandson, which was a memorial, and she stuck around and spoiled him.

"Yeah, even when I had to scold him, I shouldn't have spoiled him without scolding him."

Mr. Olivia comes down with his head in his seat.

"It's not just her fault."

My mother shelters Mr. Olivia.

Apparently, Mr. Olivia isn't the only one responsible.

"I'm also jealous of my grandmother being sweetened by my grandchildren. Look, Sierra was a solid kid for a baby, so she didn't say much about herself."

"Right..."

Because Ira told me to be a fine sister from the time she was in her own stomach, Sierra was a solid child.

That was enough to scold Alf and Sophia for being remarkable since their birth and for being selfish earlier.

... I'm still a little over a year old.

"So, my mother spoiled me, too," he said.

That's what I'm talking about.

I stuck around and spoiled it.

As a result, I grew up a little selfish.

"I'm going to tolerate a little selfishness, too. Kids are so sweet to parents that it's like work. But you can't see the selfishness that takes away your brother's snacks."

If you ask me, they couldn't have done anything like that once or twice, and there were several similar things happening.

Every time I scold both my mother and Olivia, it seems that the effect of spoiling them is weak.

"But it's not like I'm not listening."

"Oh, but now..."

"I don't listen to our attention, but I do listen to my sister."

"Oh......"

I was shocked that Sierra scolded me earlier.

I don't know what it means because I'm a baby. Sierra didn't even utter meaningful words in the first place. Still, I knew as a child that my favorite sister was mad at me, and I was shocked.

"Please both be careful in the future."

"Yes......"

This one also has a burden that I was entrusting with childcare.

I just tried to dissolve it with a little caution...

"I'm back now"

Mr. Nong, Noel's mother, is back.

On his left hand was connected to his second daughter, Nokia, and on his right was a bag with vegetables and fruits.

"Oh, you were home"

"Long time no see"

"What shall I do? Is there enough ingredients for dinner?

Mr. Nong thinks of his dinner contribution in a relaxed manner. If it's not enough about the ingredients, you can get them out of the toolbox.

In the meantime, when I leave my bag in the kitchen, I come back to the living room.

"So, what is this situation?

"Oh, this is-"

Talk about what happened when you came back.

"Is that what you mean"

Mr. Nong was convinced why the two women were being seated in front of him.

When I went next to Mr. Olivia, I took the right seat myself.

"Oh, yeah, yeah!?

"If reflection means reflection, I'm guilty of the same crime."

Mr. Nong has spoiled Sophia, too.

He was still a young Mr. Nong, but his presence equal to his daughter's for his own daughter turned out to be truly adorable. My own daughter would have to be tough, but my grandson spoiled her.

"... all three grandmothers in the mansion have done their utmost to spoil it."

I accidentally held my head.

In the meantime, a new source of concern arrived.

"Hi, everyone else is back because Melissa just got back, right? So why don't you have a drink today?

Is it going to be a banquet, too? Mr. Michelle, Melissa's mother, with a bottle of alcohol, came.

That's how I sat down next to Mr. Nong when I explained the tragedy in front of him, just like Mr. Nong did.

"Are you too..."

"'Cause it's going to be sweet feeling like' Grandma '. Then there's no reason you can't respond as a grandmother."

All four of them are boned by Sophia's cuteness.

It would not be educationally advisable for this situation to continue.

"No contact with Sofia for a while."

"Uh-huh."

"This is a matter of decision. I'm going to be able to stay in Alistair for a while, so in the meantime, I can tear Sophia apart. After that, I'll spoil Alf."

They had all four sweetening girls all cute and sophia okay.

In the meantime, Alf must have been feeling lonely.

"I'll do my job if you know what I mean."

"Work?"

"It's been a long time since I've been back, so I'm having a banquet, like Mr. Michelle said."

So I want you to lower your drink a little bit.

The ingredients would suffice if they were taken out of the toolbox.

"Okay. Let's make a scene today."

"Speaking of which, who else?

There were only mothers and babies in the mansion.

I don't see any other faces living in the mansion.

"Calaris was off duty today, so he's taking his wife and kids out. Chris and I are going through a lot of things because we're graduating from school in a little while."

"Various?"

"We're trying not to talk about our postgraduate paths, either. It's okay, those kids are more solid than we think, so there's no way they're gonna do anything reckless about the future."

By the end of the summer, I will be graduating from school.

After that, I have to live my life fulfilling the joining of adults.

I've never talked to Chris about the way forward, but maybe we should talk because we might be able to gauge the convenience.

"You should stop it. That girl felt guilty that she had been left to take care of you since she came to Alistair. It's only a burden to take care of the future."

"Okay. However, if you want to talk to me, I'll stay with you."

"That's fine. Let's get ready before the Elmers get back from school."