Even Though I’m a Former Noble and a Single Mother, My Daughters Are Too Cute and Working as an Adventurer Isn’t Too Much of a Hassle

The next day, which is also a school holiday, thong thong thong! and the light rhythm of beating wood with a wooden hammer shivers Shirley's tympanic membrane. Swinging the kind of wood that a big man holds all by herself, lifting another wood into a hole in the wood, slapping it with a gavel and fitting it in, is not exactly imaginable from her luxurious body.

It is the top compatible of physical enhancement magic, Physical Boost, and the essential magic of higher-ranking adventurers, known as Highrise, the benefit of magic that multiplies one's physical abilities by dozens.

"Tio, take it that way."

"Mm, roger that."

Next to my mother, who wields heavy wood, Sophie and Tio spread their gold nets and fastened them with nails to the frame of a tree assembled in a square.

Shirley, who takes a frequent peek sideways at her two daughters dealing somewhere dangerous with a small hammer that reduces nails only by the force of her wrist, rather than a heavy, large hammer, doesn't care if it makes her more likely to suffer an inner injury.

"…… both of you, I am alone because assembly is still dangerous…………………"

"Ahahahahah! I said it's okay!

"It's easy enough to nail it."

Sophie and Tio hit their hands with a hammer at exactly the same time as they laughed at Shirley for the second they found out.

"" ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~! "

"Yeah, that's why I didn't tell you."

He rushes to the two people who suppress his hands and extinguish them, activating healing magic with alien clairvoyance to see if there are any abnormalities in the bones, etc. The pain pulled off in an instant, but Sophie and Tio, still in tears, still don't try to let go of the hammer.

"Now you know, don't you? The assembly work is dangerous besides my thoughts, so leave it to me this time………………"

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"I'm going to be the owner, and I'm going to have to do this much."

Due to the sense of responsibility that has arisen, in an attempt to help with the assembly work at all, Shirley also decides to be ready after seeing the two of them shake off her mother's worries just this time.

People don't grow without trials so that they don't polish and the gems don't complete. Therefore, it is good to try to experience hardship spontaneously, but it is not a good thing to get injured.

If this happens, finish your work as soon as possible and go help Sophie and Tio. That's what I thought, and I accelerated my hand waving the hammer, Shirley, but...

"……………!!

He slammed the hammer into his hand as much as he wanted to suppress the wood. It conveys the feeling that Zushiri and the heavy gavel crack the bones of the hands with the arm strength enhanced by Highrise.

"? Mom, what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing"

It's good to be a semiimmortal (Immortal). Shirley replied as if it were nothing, keeping her clear face fixed as she shifted away from showing herself in tears.

"But I can't believe you built a birdhouse in a toolbox."

"I mean, I'm surprised there's so much space in that box."

The Toolbox of the Brave, a magic tool that allows Shirley to store various tools, beginning with the sword, and summon them instantly on hand. There are also dangerous items such as swords and explosives, which usually prevent my beloved daughters from opening them, but this time in placing the cage, which is the home of a chick bird, the space reserved by Shirley extends into the toolbox.

Originally, Shirley used the space to set aside desks, lamps, and shelves to sneak up on her daughter's growth record. It's not hard to live there as long as you have water and food, what you need for a living is one chest minute, and it's a great breeding place in a way, where you don't have trouble carrying wood for the cabins to get in easily.

"I'll tell you what, from now on, I'll try to get you into a place with a birdhouse, but you can't go anywhere else, so it's useless to try and see my weapons and tools."

".................. n"

Shirley could assure me that he was concerned for a long time at some point, but still safe.

After opening the lid of the toolbox and descending the ladder, several doors were installed, the space where the Devil's Sword knife was located and the necessary tools for the adventure, as well as the space to keep the daughter's growth record and the room divided into applications, but only the lid of the toolbox and the door leading to the space where the newly prepared birdhouse was built were allowed to enter this time by adjusting the technique of the toolbox.

It has been locked by magic, and even seemingly unsecured doors without even a keyhole have a mechanism that won't even turn the door knob unless the owner, Shirley, admits it. So how many Adventurer Hope Sophies and Tios interested in weapons and tools can't be in a room with weapons and tools.

"Phew... It took more work than I thought because it was an unfamiliar task, but I have a paragraph."

Shirley takes a breather in comparison to a cabin and pocket watch in just a state of bone without walls or ceilings. The time was about to plug in this afternoon.

"Let's take a little break for lunch."

"Ah, I'll help too!

Sophie and Tio climb the ladder to follow after Shirley and wash their hands in the kitchen. Sandwiched by those two, Shirley thinks of the ingredients in the little magical refrigerated reservoir for ourselves.

I haven't worked since breakfast today and my daughters will be hungry. With that in mind, I decide to put ingredients such as bacon, eggs, lettuce and tomatoes in the refrigerated storage and the round bread I bought yesterday into my head and make it an affordable total vegetable bread.

"Both of you, can we get the ingredients out? bacon and eggs, then tomatoes, lettuce, etc."

"Mmm."

The two girls ride on the table so that the height is commensurate, cutting the ingredients apart in a difficult motion while keeping the ingredients arranged on the slab in check.

In Ichii, cooking is a woman's preference. Says that just because you can or can't do that changes your value as a woman. Shirley didn't make it a good idea to let her grip the knife before, but since cooking practice began at school, she's admitted to using the knife next to what Shirley sees.

"... Phew."

Next to such a smiling cooking landscape, Shirley flashed her knife on multiple ingredients released into space. Ingredients cut to a moderate size fell lightly towards plates and monkeys for each type.

"Every time I think about it, you can cut it clean without putting it on the slab often. And at the top."

"I've been practicing since I got down to Shirai."

"… I'm the only one who seems to be misdirecting the practice…………?

The cooking arm itself is an objectively normal Shirley, but all I'm saying is that the main show of the alias "White Sword Ghost" is unusually good at handling knives.

Of course, three pieces of fish thrown in the air become grated, and so on. You can cut the same apples thrown in the air into rabbit shapes, or you can skin the carrots and thinly slice them.

It is no longer a knife that has reached the realm of bending, but it will not be necessary for Sophie to wonder if it is necessary to do so.

(Well, it was scattered at first)

It wasn't until I came to Villa Taole that I started cooking properly, but the cooking landscape of Shirley, which I've spent all my life as a nobleman, was already terrible.

If the knife was treated in the same way as a sword, the ingredients were double-breached on each slab or sink, if all but the thumb of the left hand was slashed off because of the cut while the finger was stretched, or if the ingredients were stirred in a frying pan, the fire of attack magic would rise and there would have been frequent catastrophes that would have already been dead if it had not been for the semiimmortal. I can't really get my head up on Martha and the others who loaned me the kitchen until it improved.

(Well, I won't reveal it to anyone but Mr. Martha and the others. For the majesty of my mother)

I want to see the back of a woman who can do everything smartly without her father. With that in mind, Shirley began to heat the frying pan.

Even after lunch, the work proceeds with some trouble.

"Tio, can you bring me about two more of those boards there?

"Mmm, okay."

"Mom, shall we climb up and help too?

"No, high on the boulder...... more than that, you two should try to install the door. If there's anything you don't understand, tell me."

The work is finally overpacked. Under the eyes of Shirley, who puts out the essence for the roof installation work, two daughters try to secure the fittings for opening and closing the doors in two seats.

Culturally, physically, and physically disproportionate work was being done, so the average time put together by the average male adventurer was significantly exceeded, but the bird hut, which was neatly fixed for that minute, emitted a strength that was not even freaking out to the extent that a strong wind had blown.

"Now, this kind of thing is called a Sunday carpenter."

Sophie whines as she spins the helix of the clasp.

"It looks like your father usually does the house of friends in his class, but this is the first time he's done it with us, right?

"Yeah, I had everything I needed in Villa Taole, and I never dreamed I'd go through Sunday carpentry until the other day."

But Sophie's right, Shirley roars, wondering if this kind of thing is something men do with their hands.

Referring to this situation, the fact that the father cuts wood and builds the dog cabin his child picked up on the day off and watches the mother as she cooks lunch is what Shirley has been hearing about the Sunday carpenter, but this family does not have a father and the mother assembles the cabin with her daughter.

It is still inconvenient to be a single parent. I would spare no effort for my daughter, but there are limits to what a woman can do. The opposite would be true again, but above all, the concern is still -

"Come on in the meantime, Marco in our class is so proud to have his own father build a doghouse. And then, like every other time, you tease me that we only have a mother... and you can't do that in your house."

School students… I have heard that students who are different from others are susceptible to frustration, especially as one of the problems between male students. If it's Sophie and Tio, it's probably one parent or a rare gray hair.

Fortunately, I seem to be blessed with friends, but I still can't wipe the feeling of being a burden somewhere. And even if you have a father, that's that guy who's flustered in the empire by now, and Sunday carpenters and other at-home things never seem to do. At least be a proud father.

In the meantime, Marco boy, who could irritate the two, cautioned and in some cases thought that he should rule them out (forever) from in front of his daughters, Tio told him as he snorted out with the same sleeping eyes.

"Mmm. Even we get angry when we get angry. So that next physical education... it was a physical measurement, but it made a big difference and made me half cry."

Shirley unexpectedly reassured herself that she seemed distant from the harsh and most importantly.

"So this is how I've been looking forward to making something with my mom and tio since yesterday. It's probably a man's job in public values, but the fun of making things doesn't matter gender, and it's actually fun!

"……… Is that so?"

Shirley laughs thinly at an angle that doesn't look like her daughters smiling like flowers. No matter how inconvenient and the family structure made fun of by the children, Shirley is satisfied if they are satisfied.

"Come on, we're almost there. Let's get it done by dinner time."

"Mm."

And the cabin assembly goes into the finish. The Shirleys, who finished putting together the cabin, installed a feeding and water inlet inside. Putting aside the bedding of a chick made of stopping trees and straw solidified, Shirley handed Sophie and Tio two slices of board as his last job.

"This is like a plaque describing the chicks' names...... did you decide on the chicks' names?

"Yeah. I've had a lot of problems, but I'm trying to mimic this place to my mom."

Sophie and Tio place two chicks on straw beds. I coughed up one thing with Cohon, and Sophie put her finger on a bluefeathered chick...

"This kid's in Beryl..."

Then Tio gives a finger to the redfeathered chick.

"This is Rubeus."

"Beryl and Rubeus… both names taken from gems."

"Yeah. I really wanted to put on a source of Ethereal Balls, but when I call them as names, they don't feel good."

They each chose a spoken gem among the red and blue system gems. It certainly doesn't include a funny meaning, it's a plausible name that's easy to call.

"Well, you've been out of line all the way. For a while, I was talking about making it a scissor or something."

"Pi!?

"Mm-hmm. My name was Yakitori."

"Pi!?

The chick in the garden...... Beryl and Rubeus make a chirping noise that makes her feel like she's in danger. It's a name that seems to be eaten wherever you ask.

"Then we're going to bathe and sweat. You must be tired today, and have Martha prepare a meal while you bathe."

"Agreed. I'm already sweaty and Vietnamese."

The interior of the toolbox is surprisingly cool, but still scratches sweat for long hours of work. Tio asked Shirley as if he remembered when his three mothers and daughters left the toolbox to go get dressed to sweat in the inn bathroom.

"Speaking of which... I had something to preview for your mother about school."

"...... ah! I totally forgot about Beryl and the others! It's five days from now, right?

"? Is there something?

He wants to preview the school's new learning in advance to see it from the mouthful. If that's the case, Shirley starts to get in the mood now.

The kids started spontaneously saying that, too, from Tio, who hated studying. Parents are the ones who buy that heart. Shirley's coming for anything! As she just says, Tio tells her as she looks up at her venerable mother with her cloudless eyes one by one.

"Actually, starting this year, he said that summer physical education will be a swimming practice. So I'd like you to teach me how to swim in advance."

"................................. Huh? Swimming...... gi?