If It’s for My Daughter, I’d Even Defeat a Demon Lord (WN)

Apparently Latina is smarter than I imagined.

After a week, Latina was able to do it without hindrance if she was in a routine conversation position.

And by then, Dale had one problem lifting up.

Latina connected to Kenneth.

Brrrrr, Latina is chasing after Kennis, like a chick following a parent bird in front of Dale who doesn't even try to hide her grumpy face.

Latina, with an apron that Dale doesn't remember buying on top of a piece, wears a triangular scarf with the same cloth as the apron.

It was a toddler's 'help' look.

Next to Kenneth cleaning the store, Latina is reaching out and wiping the table.

(It's like being a parent or a child. It's supposed to be alongside Kenneth...)

Originally, Dale was wary of Kenneth.

(From the beginning, Latina, Kenneth grabbed my stomach!)

It is more a simple jealousy than a worry.

"Oodle, a decoy?

"Oh. Right."

Check with Kenneth to clean up the cleaning equipment, then Latina goes to the kitchen, climbs onto the table and washes the cloth towels. She can't squeeze well because she's weak, so leave it there.

Slipping through her dedicated platform, which was near the washroom, she pulls back and moves.

When I put it in her "steady position" that way, I sat down on the table for a moment.

This is also available in the kitchen at some point, holding the petty knife for her tightly with her small hand and starting to peel the vegetables with a tough hand.

It takes more effort than 'helping' if you look at the pace. Things like that, Kenneth sat next to it, without ever making it unholy, and went into the skinning task again silently himself.

- - I just taught a few days ago, and what I can do on my own, albeit awkward, is grow too much.

What was Kennis talking about, Dale was at his best because he weighed himself down to wanting to get his hands on it unintentionally in a hurry.

"If that's what you care about, I wish I hadn't looked at it together"

"You're gonna miss Latina's growth."

This man has gone so far as to be clear.

Rita puts a warm look on her face as she sorts out the paperwork.

I hear Latina decides to take a break when she finishes peeling.

When I picked up the picture book I left in the corner of the ingredients warehouse, I came to Dale's place in the store.

There are two books.

One was a picture book she used to remember words from the beginning, and the other was a rather more difficult, storytelling picture book.

"Dale, hon. Good."

"Oh."

As for Dale, she thought it would be difficult for her to read it herself because it was a book she had chosen to let Latina read, but she had been able to read it by herself for a short period of time.

I usually read quietly and silently, but when Dale is there, he has the intention of asking me to add him by raising his voice and lifting him up.

When he finishes reading to the end and gets Dale passed, Latina next widens the book and the book. The book was spelled out with awkward characters that remained neatly young.

"This, too, Rita or something, didn't tell you to do this, you studied from yourself, did you?

"Right. When Latina said she wanted paper, I thought she was going to paint it, but I didn't think she was going to start practicing letters."

"Even in the academy where the Temple of the Yellow God (Asphal) does it, there's still no Latina age kid, is there?

"Yeah...... but you knew how to grip the pen from the start of latina. Kenneth taught me how to hold a knife from scratch, but the pen worked properly, even if I didn't ask anyone. I wonder if she was born in an environment where she could study."

Latina didn't try to talk much about herself, even when she could have a conversation.

He only talked to me a few points.

After all, the body in the woods was the father. That he left his birthplace with his father after being broken a corner. Where she was born was to such an extent that it was a settlement of only the Demons - -.

Based on this kid's wit, it's not strange to know more about different things.

Perhaps this child also knows what 'broken horns' mean. If you talk about your qualities in detail, you may be anxious that you might be kicked out like a town.

Dale himself wants to hear if Latina talks to me, but he's not trying to force me to.

Having spent just this short time together, I don't think this young child is as evil as being considered a sinner. Then "sin" would have been given regardless of her own personality.

I don't even know if that's political or religious, but it's definitely unreasonable.

Because I guess that's why this kid's father left town with this kid.

"Dale, what's wrong?

If I had thought about that, they would have made a difficult face. Soon Latina leaned her neck and looked up at Dale.

"Hmm? Nothing. Latina, you've got better words."

She laughs really happy when she says that and strokes her head.

"It's good to see you back. Good luck."

"Right."

Watching her smile gives Dale a soft look.

Dale also realized that since he started living with Latina, he could laugh a lot.

I've never had time for anything like a gentle smile to float like this, even if I have stupid stories with Rita or Kennis.

It's an obvious change since Latina arrived.

Between lunch, naps, snacks and other times, Latina's free time seems, and she spends days nearby when Dale isn't out at work, etc.

Occasionally he looks out from the entrance to the store, but he's never left on his own before.

Sometimes it's about taking a neighborhood walk with Dale and Kenneth, and I guess I still don't remember the geography of the city.

But when it's time for Kenneth to start the evening manipulation in earnest, Latina goes to the kitchen again and follows Kenneth around.

Dale repeatedly goes to see how it goes and says, "I'm working on it," but goes back to her extremely serious face, where she can't say anything and she's amazing.

Now, with a serious face, he was challenging the task of mashing large quantities of potatoes.

"Just calm down a little."

Says Rita as she carries Yale's jock.

"Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion" basically takes the form of a settlement in exchange for the item of the order. It's to keep you from stepping down. However, it is also admitted that regular customers do not fall under the example and are settled collectively at the end.

As far as Dale was concerned, it was rent and sum, if not sum.

From Rita's apron, the coin sounds that way, so she handily screams the order and the settlement.

It was Dale, who didn't respond to all kinds of things, while he was doing so, still slumped by Rita's words like that.

From the kitchen, a latina with a basin came out. It is a little loose on the weight.

For a moment, the hustle and bustle of the store subsides.

In the past week Latina has been recognised for her presence by regular customers.

There's no reason to be flirtatious, it's choking around the store. I don't like it, but I see it. And when you do something, you smile. This toddler.

She carries the basin carefully, carefully.

When I got to Dale's next door, I was like, And I gave him a full smile.

It is a mission complete smile.

From the guest seat, I thought I heard a clap that didn't sound.

"Dale, dinner, go ahead -"

Dale receives the basin and gives it to you on the table. Latina's biggest trial here these days was this Dale dinner meal.

It was the result of her practice and the compromise of insistence that she was doing, although she could not yet be transported to the customer.

Latina returns to the kitchen and now brings her share. Her footprint is clearly lighter than earlier due to much difference in quantity.

Sitting side by side with Dale, she gives a good voice, before dinner.

"Latina, I made it today, too. Dale, once."

"Oh. You did your best today, Latina"

Dale praises Latina for smiling and reporting on the pile of mashed potatoes, a classic exchange of the past few days.

For this reason, it has also been a trend in the last few days that after these two exchanges, the sales of the menu helped by Latina will somehow increase.

Kenneth laughs as she confirms the appearance of Latina, who still eats happily today, in between doing multiple cooking simultaneously.

Latina works hard every day.

One day, I want to cook a meal for Dale. She sets that goal. And I know I'm going to take it seriously.

Kenneth likes those who work hard.

She is trying too hard and getting the results right. He's also a tough guy to teach for Kenneth.

Only Dale, I don't know.

That Latina is spending time in this shop with a serene face because this store is a 'safe place Dale brought me'.

That Latina can look unconditional and relieved because Dale is next door.

Only Dale doesn't see that when Dale isn't around, Latina, with her tiny body, desperately cares about her surroundings and sometimes even intimidates her.

"It's not bad to have someone who depends a little on each other. For Dale."

The man, calling himself Dale's brother and knowing he was so trusted, whined about it as he served the contents of the pot.