I Somehow Got Strong By Raising Skills Related To Farming

As I continued to endure heartlessly for a while, Mr. Helen stood up with my arm off.

"I guess I've had enough. Time to go home, Al."

"Ah, yes..."

Oh, it's finally over...

Standing up following Mr. Helen in a heartbeat, the two of us started walking towards the inn.

"Thank you for being so selfish with me."

"No, thank you for accompanying me on my walk this way"

"Oh, you don't have to thank me. I'll go out with you anywhere Al goes, okay?

.................. hmm?

I'll take a look at Mr. Helen just in case, but Mr. Helen shook his head sideways in a hurry.

Right...... My voice was completely different in the first place.

I don't know, my current voice, I think I've heard it somewhere...

"... no!!

I grabbed Mr. Helen's hand and started running straight.

"Al, you! What the hell..."

"I won't forgive you, Aruuuuuu!!

Mr. Helen's voice was cancelled by the cry of a certain person.

When I checked the back, there was a woman standing right where we were until earlier.

Or it was my mother. Why are you here?

"Why are you here... you have a face. But it's nothing strange. Because if Al was doing something weird, my brain alarm is starting to sound!!

"How did you do that to him!?

Or what are the shadow puppets doing in the first place!? Weren't you going to gauge me so I can't find it as much as I can!?

I've been hit by an inn. I've run into you many times!?

"Sorry about that"

"Why do you guys suddenly like to come out!! And don't read your mind naturally!!

Cyril, a constituent of a shadow puppet who was at some point sideways beside us, scratching his cheeks like trouble.

"No, I'm really sorry. I tried my hand to make sure I didn't find out, but it all made no sense. In the first place, it was impossible to deceive that ultra-high precision limited edition sensor of yours. Ha-ha-ha."

"It's not funny!?

When I say that, Mr. Cyril soothes his expression,

"But don't worry. If this happens, I'll persuade you directly."

"... can you do it?

"Oh, I'll take care of it. - Well, suppose I show you where I look good once in a while!

Mr. Cyril walked backwards and began to head toward his mother.

"... is he all right?"

"It's okay. I dressed up there, and to a certain extent, it should buy me some time."

I checked the back after I said that and saw Mr. Cyril standing in front of his mother.

"Master Lucica! I need to talk to you!!

"... Cyril? I'm busy. Would you step aside, please?

Without being afraid of his mother, who gave him a scary look, Mr. Cyril opened his mouth.

"There's no way out of my way! Because now it's Al's -!"

"Duh, duh?

"I'm sorry"

Good morning. You're on the same level as my father. What was that outfit earlier?

"Ugh heh. Don't worry, Al. I'm not doing anything, so why don't you come here?

"I just know I can't feel safe for now, damn it!!

Well, I knew that from the beginning.

"Al, your mother is a formidable enemy..."

That said, Mr. Helen sighed very deeply.

Late nights are not over yet.