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

When Latina started going out to the 'Bakery on the Back Street' and five days had passed. That was also a period during which it could be said that five days had passed since Dale had barely had any conversation with Latina.

In the meantime, many times, it was Dale who thought about going to the East Side to see how the 'Bakery on the Back Street' was doing, but if he was to blame for it, he felt like he would be hated by her in earnest, and he couldn't get to the execution.

It's scarier than it was when I turned to any giant monster.

Latina, being itself, was' healing 'for Dale.

Seeing her smile, having a conversation, sharing a calm time at a temperature sensing distance - it was all a moment of daily vitality and happiness.

Losing it all of a sudden, he was softly - not skinny, but losing his vitality - standing like an abandoned man, in the corner of the guest seat of the "Dancing Tiger Cat Pavilion," covered in dust.

"Latina... not enough latina..."

It was the 'terminal symptom condition' where 'friends' refer.

- - It's unfortunate in a way, but even in this state, Dale doesn't diminish his combat ability or judgment if that's the 'battlefield'. Because he is able to separate his constant emotions and remain calm, he is young and has reached a range called 'first-rate'.

But it was a story on the battlefield, and now the burning youth in the eyes insisted that there was nothing they could do about it.

"Rita... what's the girl's rebellion period... what time does it end..."

"I wouldn't call anything that ends in days, at least, a 'rebellion'."

"Die... die... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"It's okay, they said, 'I don't think you're the father.'"

"Uhhhhhhh..."

Without understanding the meaning of the 'thorn' of Rita's words with thorns, Dale stuck to the table with a sad voice.

Rita's 'smile', who can't rest her paperwork hands, increasingly includes frustration with Dale's such reaction.

"Kennis......"

"What?"

"Okay, that"

Kennis sighed loudly as he turned his gaze to 'Dale (that)', to which regular Zilvester pointed.

"... until Latina calms down, I'm going to sit still."

"I don't know about the lady..."

Zilvester puts his arms together with a difficult face.

"Smart kid, so... I feel like I can do 'give up' too..."

"... oh"

Dale wasn't the only one who had watched and mercied Latina grow. Zilvester is arguably the leader.

"I'm worried about you. She decided to wear a" good boy "mask."

Kenneth has also been watching over Latina the whole time. The fear of Zilvester is well known to him, too.

Since she was a young girl, Kenneth had noticed that she was too good a child.

Latina is a smart girl.

He or she will have the qualities to be honest and listening better than he or she was. But it wasn't just that, she always understood 'where she stands' from an early age. That's why he even seemed to think that he had to be a 'good boy', and the adults around him were worried.

That's about Latina.

If only that obvious (...) romance wasn't even communicated to them, they would swallow it and make a 'as usual' smile.

That kid, he's a clever smart kid, so I'm sure he'll even make such a tough choice and do it well.

"Lady, you're a really good girl... at least you put it on properly."

"... right"

Even if it's a 'failure', I want her to come to a firm 'conclusion'. I don't care about the people who are turning into living dead bodies. The men sighed, thinking of the girl's mood, with their arms together again.

"Dale... how long are you gonna be there like that (...)?

That night Kenneth listened to the light footsteps climbing the stairs and said so to the "disciple", who looked resentful.

Even though she couldn't help but wonder about her return home and presence, she had no courage to confront her directly, she looked pitiful.

"... Latina..." rebellion "... until it's over, huh...?

"It's up to Latina, you want to say?

To Kenneth's question, Dale looks like he's in deep trouble.

"Because... me, my brother is the only one... I don't know how to deal with these delicate times of a girl..."

Apparently, Kenneth exhales into the 'disciple' he's serious about.

As it stands, it's going to be Zilvester's feared street. There's no way that smart kid hasn't noticed this guy's 'state'.

You'll put a lid on your feelings and make this guy smile the way he wants. That's the girl.

Then if I wait until I can prepare her 'mind', then maybe it's 'too late'.

- - But still, I still feel hesitant because 'it' is never 'an unhappy ending'.

Perhaps if we choose 'it' - that it is' relational 'as it is now - Latina will swallow bitter thoughts.

But you'll be in 'happiness' like a warm sunset all the time.

Going forward, I guess we can both (...) enjoy the serene and gentle 'happiness'.

It's also one 'choice'.

Then maybe what I'm trying to do is mediate and only generate self-satisfaction.

Though Kennis thought so, he placed what he poured of amber liquor into a glass with ice in front of himself and each of his' disciples'.

I saw him with Dale's questionable look on Kenneth's face, who somehow sat in front of him.

"Kenneth?"

"... because most of my customers have left, and my work is done."

Answer that and dampen your lips with the contents of the glass.

"Dale, you, come on, be aware."

"... what?"

"Latina doesn't think of you as a 'father'. I didn't say that because it's adolescence."

"Kennis... what...?

"She's been thinking about you for a long time, but she didn't think you were replacing her father."

Even if I told him that, as I don't understand it, Kenneth wanted to be stunned by the troublesome nature of the "disciple" he makes (...) by Dale, who has a frightening look on his face.

"You really don't get it?

"So what?"

"Latina has been looking at you as a man for a long time."

"... what?

With an even more dumb look on his face, Dale, with a strange voice, smiled bitterly, thinking about the meaning of the word he was temporarily told.

"Hey... what are you talking about, Kenneth? That..."

"There's no way, how can you say that?"

"'Cause Latina... for me, she's a cute' kid '... well... there's no blood connection or anything..."

"Latina's not as' child 'as you think she is.... The Demon Nation is a species with a long life span, but it's only a few moments away until she's an adult."

"I know, so I'm always worried..."

To Dale, who doesn't seem to be really aware, Kennis carried the glass into his mouth again before blocking his words.

"That's what you say in your mouth, you'll be treating Latina like a 'child' all the time"

Not allowing Dale to pinch his mouth to try to argue, Kennis had long noticed, poking the 'disciple' 's troubles (...) at him.

"That's because you (...) want Latina to remain a 'child'"