That's why I didn't want you to stay at Melilina's, and instead, I got permission to set up a tent in the open space next to the house, Miles.

And just get the tent, toilet, bathroom out of the item box, and install it.

... not 'bathtub', but 'bathroom'.

It also had a dressing room, and peek control was adequate. Of course, the toilet.

The names "Fortress Bathroom" and "Fortress Toilet" are not Dade. Even if held in the midst of a battle against a flock of oaks, it is safe enough to use.

And I have things to do before I bathe or go to bed.

... not the toilet.

No, of course, I can finish the bathroom before I go to bed.

Naturally, it is a meal. And for that, cooking.

When I'm tired, when I don't have time, I give them something to make (even though they're just like freshly made and warm), but when they don't, I make them on the spot, every time. I use the "already made one" for meat that is marinated to tame the flavor, but that's about as much as I do on the cooking show, so no problem.

Miles starts cooking meat with a simple soft-boiled noodle set in front of the tent...

"It smells delicious..."

That's what I said, fluttered out of the house, Melilina.

"Phi ~ shh!!

"... if you think you are deliberately setting up a kamado on the windward side or deliberately scorching the sauce..."

I noticed the odd mileage plot, and Lena looked heartbroken.

Mavis and Pauline only squeeze their shoulders gently.

... used to it.

That's all it is.

"Sa, go ahead!

"... okay?

I reluctantly ask that, Melilina, but it's okay and nothing, because that's what Miles is all about, so no problem.

"Eat it, eat it, meat, eat it!

…………

It was the usual mileage......

Horrible, Melilina eating sauced BBQ on the plate she's been given.

"Yummy!!

And the kids coming out of houses everywhere and the adults coming out after them.

Apparently, the kids, who were watching from the shadow of the door because it smelled so good, jumped impatiently at Melilina's way of eating BBQ, which looked so delicious, and its cheer, and her parents rushed out after it.

"Guys, you can eat! Of course, it's free!"

Miles of words, the cheers of the springing children.

"But the only free ones are the kids! Adults, for a fee!

Adults who looked openly discouraged by Pauline's words that were then released.

Naturally. Why should I behave like a free (just) dish to a villager who has no edge or itch?

That applies, of course, to the children, but, well, that much is acceptable because they are helping me a lot on a daily basis and they usually want mileage that doesn't say much about me.... and Lena and the others were originally child-loving.

And even that mile didn't seem to be going to feed the adults for free.

The goal of the mile was not to feed the kids anything else. That's just 'means'.

Yes, the real purpose is to have fun surrounded by children. To indulge in dreams that could not be fulfilled in previous life, this time......

He died as a nautical mile when he was eighteen, but because nautical mile was already treated specially by his surroundings when he was 4-5 years old, what Miles wanted back was a "fun childhood life" after 4-5, and Miles was bound to play with toddlers because of it.

... Of course, I'm going to get all my minutes back to 17-18, but that's only after I'm that age now.

That's why Miles now is desperate to play with people ages 4-5 to 12-13. Especially since young girls won't be able to play unless now......

Even that mile seemed to have just common sense to think that playing with a young girl after she turned 17-18 was something of a bummer.

No, even at that age, 'Take care of your toddler', 'Take care of your toddler' might be safe. But 'Together, Seriously Play' would be totally out......

"Oh, Melilina, you had a sister?

"Yeah, she's beautiful and she's a worker, but she's missing somewhere, and I have to take care of her. No, she was a punky sister..."

"Ugh!"

For some reason, the mile I held my chest and got a distressed look.

"... 'Was'?

Mavis, who had listened firmly to the words Miles missed because of the upset, said so back...

"Yeah, I hear you're surprised by something. Horses in carriages run wild. Try to help the child..."

"Guha!"

"Oh, I fell..."

But it didn't seem like it was a sudden illness because it was a round of understanding, so miles that would be passed by everyone.

"After your sister's death, support your father and mother who are no longer well, it's that, it's hard days..."

Bikun, Bikun!

"Why are you so damaged..."

Lena and the others look strangely at the miles that are cramping on the ground for some reason.

And while I fell and lay on the ground, I cried sorry, sorry, it was miles...

"Hey, we don't have enough meat!

And kids demanding a replacement for miles without reading the air at all.

The child was cruel......

I had no choice but to start taking care of the other kids as Miles got up and replenished the dishes.

"Oh, Lilay, you have a sauce on your clothes! Hey, come here...... Ah Anselna, there's another strange habit in my hair..."

And miles to stiff again.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Don't imitate too much!

"Sorry......"

The dinner party with the children, which became temporary, ended, and after cleaning up, I pulled them up to the tent, "The Red Vow". And Miles was squeezed by Lena.

"But wasn't Miles' sister taken over by her paternal grandfather?

"Ah..."

Yes, if Miles said 'sister', it would refer to Prissy, the stepsister of her late wife and, in fact, the real sister because she is the daughter her father made her cheat on. Although I didn't teach the Mavis and the others the name 'Prissy', I have explained the approximation around it.

"Yes, my sister means the girl in the neighborhood! Look, Mr. Mavis is often followed by the girls, too, isn't he?" Sister... "!

"Ugh!"

With that said, I can't say anything, Mavis.

No, the fact is, it's normal for a younger kid in the neighborhood to be called 'Ooh,' and there's my sister's share, 'Petite Srl', and so on. No wonder.

Miles that have spoken of various dangerous things, but no one can think of anything, from that degree of hint, that Miles had a family other than the Viscount Askham family, or that he died and was reincarnated once. So this time it was also lightly flushed by the fact that 'I was adorable as a child, for my sister in the neighborhood...... Miles is still a minor and a fine "child"...... I met a crisis of a girl who looked just like me, confused and confused'.

... miles of eccentricity, etc., which was now...