Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

Late night in Wang Du.

I was in my father's shop.

Dim store. Closed liquor stores don't taste like mindless carbonated drinks.

I sat at the counter alongside my father and drank.

My father, who took off his tie and opened his shirt's chest, drinks well.

"It's been a long time since you and Kaika had a drink like this. Busy?"

"Sort of. Because I've been everywhere. Celica told me to drink slowly today."

"That's good. - I'll be a good wife."

My father laughed niggardly, with the face of a barren beard.

I changed the story because I was lost in the answer.

"- So. I was asking for the eggs to go, did you find anything?

"It's called Phoenix's Occasion. Is that it? The first merchant who was selling and walking was attacked and killed by a bandit. Then I took the owner over. It's hard to grab a foothold. It looks like a red ball like a jewel, so I hear it's really expensive."

"So you mean you're alert to bandits and you don't get extra information?"

"Don't be."

"Well, keep asking. Say hello to Dride, too."

I put my mouth on the glass. Today's booze looks like a distiller, and my throat got hot so I could burn it.

There was a dog barking somewhere. When I put my legs together, the noise of the chair echoes in a liquor store with no guests.

My father says it's pompous.

"Is Lionel going to be fine?

"I took you to a distant village today. You've coached me well since day one."

"Right. That's a smart girl... I was going to leave this shop to you."

"Hmm? Do you even retire?

"Your Kaika village. I was wondering if we could just open a branch there."

"I see. I'm sorry about him."

"I mean fine. You need it to defeat the Demon King. It's a top priority."

"It would help if you could say that."

- If you're coming to Kaika Village, you could have left the inn I made to you.

Pinch the knob while I think it was a little wasted. It was salted vegetables.

My father stirs up booze gleefully.

"But I've missed you, and this store."

He seemed to be thriving.

"Thankfully. But Migna and Lionel were just kids. When I had kids, I kind of worked hard."

"I see. It's his father's thing - won't he remarry?

"You can't do that. It's still enough now."

"Not yet? Don't you miss me?

"Not at all. He - you have too much memories of my wife giving me, I can't take them after ten years. Rather annoying."

"To whom?

"That's a new guy. You can't treat me like this."

"You're a former bandit-head, but you're serious."

"Ahhh. You've been a serious bandit since you were a bandit, haven't you?

Yeah, and my dad had a drink laughing with his nose.

I say while eating pickles.

"It doesn't look like there's an untrained one."

"Sort of. Kind of different."

"You mean you want to understand my wife. - How long is it going to take to take it?

My father thought with his eyes closed.

"For the rest of my life, I guess. By the time I die, if I can take all of his thoughts, I feel fine."

"It's nice to keep thinking about it, but don't over-beautify it."

"Oh, man, I can't do that."

laughed all the time and drank again.

I laughed bitterly when they caught me too.

A strong wind blew. Wooden windows clatter.

I thought the tranquility in the tavern had increased.

My father said it casually.

"Meña, you've changed. Stronger."

"... right. When I first met her, she wasn't sure about herself, she was a startled, frightened child."

- Well, I got too strong to move on a hundred opponents at all, and I started getting bumpy.

"I'm starting to look like my late wife. Strong core, stubborn and all the way. Where nothing moves."

"Heh. You look like your wife."

My father drank a little wine. Pour alcohol at your disposal.

"I was attracted to the eyes of a strong will. You're silent, but you know better with your ears and tails. You said the temperament and cuteness lived together... and Meña came to resemble me"

"Don't know what it is, it"

"I don't know, I honestly didn't know how to raise Meña. I told you to be strong like my mother, and you wouldn't even know my mother's face."

"Really?"

"That's why I thank Kaika. Make my daughter look good.... thank you so much"

"I just helped. Meña herself."

There were no lies in this word.

My father didn't answer either and drank in silence.

Quiet moments come amidst the dim taverns.

- and.

The noisy footsteps came from the back of the store.

"Kaika!"

It was Lapisia in a white piece that popped up. The blue twin tail is shaking fine.

"What's up?

"Celica said it was time to go to sleep!

"Right. Right."

My father laughed in a weird voice.

"You're already laid on your ass."

"Tell me you care."

Then Lapisia stood beside her father and looked up.

"Live what?

- Do you even ask your father?

My father opened his mouth half and looked at me.

"What?

"Now Lapisia thinks something of 'living'."

"Hmm. Live, hey... well, I guess living means taking it on yourself and trying to understand someone special for the rest of your life"

Lapisia worries about trying to bend her body to the side.

"Someone special? Is that it?"

"That would vary from person to person...... I would be a wife and child though"

Lapisia's body is increasingly overthrown. The twin tail drips to the floor.

"Married without understanding? You're your own kid, but you don't understand?

My father grinned at the edge of his mouth lonely. Drink a little wine and say.

"It's impossible to understand them 100%. Humans grow up every day - well, when they grow up."

"Hmm... but Migna's father, he's alive"

Growling with arms, he nodded more forcefully.

When I got up from the chair, I held hands with Lapisia. My little palm is warm.

"I'll be home today, Father."

"Whoa. Let's drink again."

My father laughed as he stroked his beard properly.

Then I took Lapisia back to the mansion.

Celica will welcome you. I was already wearing a sleeping roll.

Welcome home, Kaika.

"Were you still awake? Sorry about that."

"No...... ah"

I take Celica's hand and walk out.

When I laid Lapisia to sleep, I headed to my room.

Dark room.

Keep it up. The two of us fall into bed.

When I squeezed Celica's luxurious limbs together, her big breasts swayed to crumble loosely.

"Ahhh... Keika...?

"Spend the rest of your life understanding them,"

I held my soft, warm body tight.

Ha... and Celica was gasping in a weird voice.

I don't like this either.

I don't think I knew anything about Celica.

- I need to get to a deeper point someday.

When I was enjoying the tickle of my swinging blonde hair as I rubbed my cheeks, I only fell asleep.