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

Latina's birth month was six months.

In this world, where there are seven pillars of the gods who preside over the world, and many reason is represented by seven, a year is also divided by a cycle attributed to seven. In other words, the period until the season returns is one month, divided by seven times the number and fourteen.

Even a day is also divided in fourteen divisions, this one with the divine name, called the moment of the mare, the moment of the segi, etc.

Those who hit day time are called 'tables', and those who hit night time are also called 'back'.

It is so that the dawn is called 'Male Moment of the Table', the sunset is called 'Male Moment of the Back', the evening is called 'Segi Moment of the Table', and the rise of the day is called 'Segi Moment of the Back'.

Latina's birthday month celebration asked Chloe's house.

Her house was a tailor, and her own shop was the subcontractor she didn't have, but her arms were certain. That's where I put my order in the street store in the name of her house.

Sometimes Latina was interested in the process of making clothes.

He seemed to ask Chloe to take a look at how his clothes were sewn up.

In the process Latina has learned the basics of how to hold a needle.

So far to Chloe's house, Dale, unwilling to take care of Latina, rushed a little, with a gift in his hand, to greet her.

But Chloe's mother,

"If Chloe is with Latina, she's going to try to make it look good. I'm not a bad muscle, but I'm bored and I didn't try to practice properly. This is the one I'm grateful for."

He said with a laugh.

A light pink piece that looks great in Latina, decorated everywhere with embroidered flowers.

By the time such sunny clothes were sewn up, Kreutz was in summer.

"" Darkness of the Underworld, grant my wish in my name, take away the heat and lower the temperature. "" Reduce the temperature. ""

Paki and a small sound make the contents of the bowl in front of Latina freeze. When she looked at it, she began to stir the contents with the hera in her hand.

Since the act of making ice becomes a composite magic of 'underwater and water', it cannot be handled by latinas that do not have the attributes of water, but the very act of lowering and freezing the temperature can be carried out by the 'underwater' attribute alone.

In her position to fix and use the simplified formula taught by Dale in an easy way for her to use, she was taking magic into her life.

What Latina likes to make in the summer has been the likeness of ice confectionery.

Sorbets, ice cream, etc., are made daily with a variety of ingredients. Of course the recipe was taught by Kenneth.

When he makes his own, he can use magic props and perform the processes that need to be timed, in an instant with magic, if latina.

It can also be described as a cooking for wizards.

I wouldn't make such a request to a normal 'wizard'.

Repeating the process of freezing and stirring several times to create a fluffy sorbet for the purpose, Latina snuggled it to the store and carried it.

"Rita, every meal is very sweet. Kikuusei."

"Thank you, Latina"

Rita, who was fighting with the paperwork at the counter's fixed position, feels butterfly in the heat. Opening the windows and doors doesn't necessarily mean the wind will pass.

Besides, the customers are guys with double the heat to see. Rita, who has been in this business for a long time, sometimes gets hard.

Lita honestly looked happy with a cold treat made by Latina in her mouth.

"Uh... delicious. Even though I asked Kennis to, he only makes it once in a while. Thank you, Latina. It's really delicious."

"You're welcome."

Speak your share, and Latina smiles at it too.

"But yeah. Kennis is better made. Why not?"

"Kenneth still can't beat Latina."

Mm-hmm. Rita replies with a laugh to Latina with a slightly disingenuous look.

"Kenneth's working on it, too, right?

"Hmm?

Lita's words make Latina wonder, but until Latina came to the store, there was little like the sweets Kenneth made.

Now Rita, my wife, knows very well that he works to develop new recipes because of Latina, who has so many repertoires that even a little confectionery store is likely to open.

"What was Latina eating in her hometown?

"Hmm?" * * * "or" * * * * * "."

"... erm... what does it taste like?

"Uh, hey... it didn't go too far. That's all, so I was surprised at Kenneth's dinner. A lot of things taste good."

I didn't even stop worrying about Rita losing her words, and Latina smiled.

"So, Latina. I want to make a delicious meal. It's a delicious meal."

"Every year I think I'm a fool to have a long black coat this season."

"Say that in front of a full-plate mail-equipped Heavy Warrior."

Early on returning to the "Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion," Kenneth shouts out a chilling voice as she pours cold water in the glass side by side to Dale, who says in a soothing manner.

Dale's coat is magical, lighter than coarse armor and superior in defense. Combined with a jacket knitted in a material that did not pass through the blade, it was an excellent protective device that would fully protect that body.

But it's still hot in the summer. Hot stuff is hot.

"Welcome back, Dale. It's stubborn."

"Mm-hmm. I'm home, Latina. You."

Pull in the stiffness and ever grumpy look, and Dale makes me smile. Latina had ice candy on top of the basin.

"... Latina, I've been making this a lot lately, but magic, don't you get tired of using it too much?

If Dale asks while receiving the vessel, Latina won't come. and snort.

"Daiji-bu. If I do something, I can do it for a little while. Okay."

"... right"

Kenneth is suspicious that he has a serious face that is different from what he usually looks like to Latina.

"Dale, what's going on?

"No... Is' Demons' all this good at controlling magic?... Latina, it looks like you've already mastered the range designation control"

"... is that awesome?

"You're a kid who hasn't even fixed a theory, are you? After practicing, the rule of thumb narrows the scope of magic effects to streamline the use of magic and power. I did tell you that I could do that, but I didn't tell you how to do it."

When Kenneth looked seriously at Latina, she looked back strangely with her big eyes.

"The spell ceremony, not the simple ceremony I taught you, is a sophisticated procedure that applies to the healing magic spell ceremony that I originally knew. It's supposed to overload the controls."

"Dale, you told me, Latina, did you remember? You, uh-huh. Oh, my God, I'm so scared. Right now, here. That's where I grabbed it. I've become a dick."

"... you see, na"

"Right. Genius skin might be the type. Originally Latina, you have to remember everything quickly."

"Really?

What does Kenneth look like now to Dale's reaction?

"Cooking, cleaning, maybe with needlework these days. Latina swallows awesome fast just once taught. Instead, it's not surprising that a child who can do anything like this has ever been able to (...) do anything."

"Huh?"

"'Cause wouldn't you? How come Latina, so quickly remembered, hasn't there ever been a trace of so much magic and chores taught?' No wonder you didn't have to tell me. 'How many different species won't make such a big difference"

"Right..."

"What?

Koten. and adults overlap speculation on the appearance of Latina tilting her neck, as usual.

"You were in an environment where you couldn't tell me anything, or you didn't have to do anything yourself, you were in an environment where it was good..."

"Hmm? You mean Latina?

"Oh.... Latina, where she was born, didn't she tell you anything this way?

"Hmm... Latina does. I'm not sure yet. It was."

I'm not sure. The reply came back from Latina, and now the adults tilted their necks.

"What 'wasn't decided'?

"I'm not sure about Latina either. But,... yeah. Latina, I don't know anything."

She held her mouth with both hands all the way and shook her head plumply.

I was about to say something, but Kenneth and Dale glance at each other saying that Latina would not talk about anything more than she had stuck her mouth together.

This little kid looks like this and he's pretty stubborn.