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Sit on the edge overlooking the garden and get the sun.

In the garden, I don't get tired of watching it forever because Sierra is in the process of chasing the chow cho that came by chance.

It's been over an hour since I did that.

"No, let's work"

If I noticed, Ira was sitting next to me.

"What's the matter with you?"

"No, let me think for a second..."

No way, I never thought I'd have as many as five children at this age when I was an adult.

I don't think that's why I'm ready.

I have an income, so there's nothing like having trouble with my money.

However, that's not the only way you can truly raise a child.

"Sierra grew up to be a good girl."

Not a very handy child.

I'm still playing alone to see the misery in my living room and not bother.

"That's how you escape reality."

Ira scolded me.

Her eyes are directed to the living room.

"... there's nothing I can do"

Currently, there is also an argumentative discussion in the living room.

Melissa and Noel left it to momentum to use secret drugs. Iris was angry about that. Originally, it should have been determined by discussing who would use it next among the three (beefy fights).

But I pulled Illis out of order.

That's what she couldn't forgive.

And Sylvia is following up to help Melissa and Noel.

I know how you two feel as you've already used secret medication, and I try not to stress you out in view of how you two are feeling.

Am I mixed up in that discussion?

"I can't. It's like throwing more fuel into a burning powder depot."

The spearhead of Illis' anger will turn to me, too.

It's best to leave this place to Silvia.

"Did you want that much in the first place?

"Come on? I'm not sure."

Ira won't know I got the kid first.

But maybe the other three felt envious somewhere in their hearts as Sylvia did.

I may be disqualified as the Lord at a time when I didn't realize that feeling.

Then we have to at least take the status quo.

- Shall we get to work?

In the end, the only way out of the trouble in the home is to escape.

"I said work, what do you do?

"I'm not asking you to do anything."

Adventurer's job is to go to the Alliance and fulfill the request.

It's just not as quick as a request to need a gathered party of A-rank adventurers as we do. At all times, we can't take on the kind of requests that are being made, but we don't have to take them.

Conversely, it is required in an emergency.

"I haven't reported my return from the Kingdom of Estaria yet."

Tell the Adventurer Guild that we are in Alistair so that we can take on urgent requests at any time.

It's like a high-ranking adventurer's duty.

"Well, shall we go"

Ira gets up.

I'm willing to follow you no matter what you think.

"Are you coming with me?

"You may not need it, but in case you think about it, you need an escort. The other ments--"

I was just in the middle of an argument, so it's not very much, but it doesn't have an atmosphere where I can speak up.

Even if I had an errand, I would have a "reading story" so I can contact you later.

"All right, let's go..."

I got up, too.

At that moment, there was a shock of something hitting my leg.

When I looked down, I saw Sierra.

"Uh... Sierra, your fathers are coming to work..."

"Hey!"

Clear rejection.

Moreover, the ability to spot shin became stronger.

"Maybe you thought we'd be apart again for days?

Ira's guess is probably right.

For a little over a month I was going to the Kingdom of Estalia. I'm leaving the kids alone. Meanwhile, Sierra must have been feeling lonely.

"It's okay. Just go, I'll be back in a few hours."

I'll be home soon.

Even so, Sierra was shaking her neck to the side with all her might.

"You're in trouble..."

It's not like I have to go to the Adventurer Alliance today.

Still, they're going to complain that they're going to leave you alone for days.

I want to avoid that as an adult.

"Well, why don't you take him?

"Ira?"

"'Cause you're just gonna go to the guild for a second and finish your report. Then let's take a walk."

The living room is not likely to fit right away.

"... right"

"Well, let's get dressed"

"Yeah!"

Sierra was wearing a pink piece, but the dirt came on and got dirty while she was playing in the garden.

Coming back, Sierra was wearing a red skirt on her white blouse.

"Eh heh!

Laughing, he's turning around near me to show himself.

Yeah, it makes me feel like I'm a girl when I can look like this.

"She's cute."

"Yay!

I give in and praise him, and he comes running over, so I hold him up.

Oh, it's definitely heavier than before I went to the Kingdom of Estalia.

"Uh-huh."

"Oh, sorry"

I don't know if you could read my mind, but Sierra was unhappy slapping me in the cheek with pessi pessi.

Girl - I forbid the word 'heavy' even if that was my own daughter's opponent, too.

Leaving the Mansion with a Sierra that grew bigger than before.

"Oh, Mars, you were home."

Grandma called me when I was walking down the boulevard selling fruit at the store.

Sylvia likes this store because it is delicate to take care of the goods, contrary to the strict face of the store owner, and I used to come with the escort of carrying luggage.

"Yeah, I came home yesterday"

"... hmm? I'm holding it in that arm... could it be"

This is my daughter, Sierra.

"Yes!"

Sierra greets you well.

I compare Ira and Sierra with my old man next door over and over again. Same redhead, looks like Ira, and if anyone sees it, they'll know it's Ira's kid.

"Right. Sylvia told me you were having a baby and I knew it, but the first one's already so big."

When I looked kindly at Sierra, I took the fruit of the product in my hand and began to peel it.

"See, you want some?

"Huh?"

Take a small chopped orange to the side of Sierra's mouth.

Meanwhile, Sierra said, "Can I eat?" But I looked at Ira every time I said so. I understand that you should get permission from your mother before eating.

"Is that okay?

"It's always a thank you for buying it from us. I don't mind if I have a moment."

"Thank you"

I also gave my mother's permission, so I carried it into my mouth.

……

Apparently it fits Sierra's mouth.

He is chewing up the orange with a satisfied smile on his face.

"It looks delicious."

A woman with a five-year-old boy who was watching the sight takes the fruit.

"Do you want one?

My old man offers the boy an orange just like Sierra.

The boy also had a satisfying smile that seemed delicious.

"Right."

"Well, I guess I'll have one of these."

"Every time."

Then one fruit after another sells whether it was caught by the child's smile.

This could have been a good use of Sierra.

"This is business, too. Sorry."

"No, no problem."

Finally, we also buy large quantities of fruit.

Because of the large number of people living in the mansion, there is a lot to buy in a single purchase.