Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

Peace is back.

Once promoted as a brave man, he was my son Gran, but he still runs around Yamano as a Hutu child.

To play.

Hi, I didn't really come with the feeling, but it's usually impossible for a child to climb to the top of the mountain over there in play and come back by dinner.

There was a reason for the unmatched strength that that kid showed at the Brave Selection.

Besides, my Gran is adored by everyone in the village, so he's been taught moves by all kinds of mighty men and everything seems to be perfectly mastered.

When I tightened up Gacita, Sesha, Zester, etc. later, I knew he was hiding and teaching Gran his special moves...

"'Cause I'll soon learn any moves, boy, so I'll have fun teaching you! Excuse me!"

... or something like that.

I need to see for myself how far my son has grown this a bit, I thought...

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"I'm going to do a little serious paperwork today"

"Yay! Dad will play!!"

It's not a game.

I've been hanging out with Gran and messed with Chamberlain many times before, but that's why it was completely within the bounds of play.

I don't use Aura, I just meet to do it with a wooden knife.

But this time I unlocked the aura, and I've been using the Hermes knife for a long time and I'm in serious mode too.

... Well, I'm just not willing to hurt my beloved son.

I'm always going to worry about the inch stop.

"Dad, let's go! Fuck, yeah, yeah!!"

My son comes at me with a roaring voice when I'm a weird bird.

The object I had was a Mithrill sword that I had pulled from the blacksmith to Texto.

Like me, I really wish I had a weapon worthy of it, because I'm a son with all my fitness for Aura.

- "Now is the time to put a second Hermes knife in line for the master with this hand! 'Sakai-kun was straining.

That is the blade of my son Gran, who is relentlessly shaken down anyway.

I'm willing to break it off because it has a solid slash (slash) aura in it and a firm hip in it.

Would you be a little more afraid to slay my father?

"But sweet"

I use the Hermes knife as a sword to bounce back.

No matter how talented you say you are, the grand total aura is still small compared to me.

It was a battle between adults and children as it was.

"Even such a grand overwhelmed the other candidates at the Brave Selection..."

"That's my dad! Then I'm serious, too!" Seoul Rift Sky "!!"

My son releases a giant aura slash without hesitation.

Can you do it a little more playfully? But if you're actually shooting "Awesome Rift Sky" with a sense of play, you're going to need to change your son's consciousness.

"Me too, Awesome Rift Sky."

The child and grandson hit each other with a special knit by Grandpa.

Addition, subtraction and shooting so it was offset by good health.

"Awesome Rift Sky" hits each other in hollow one after the other to shoot off again immediately, causing a tremendous shock.

It happened the same way I did with my grandfather, Mr. Aranzil, the other day.

"Grandpa gibbered up on the 156th shot, but I don't know about Dad!?"

"Fu haha......!

By the way, I can't afford to lose to Mr. Aranzil after his health peak because of my endurance.

At least we have to beat out the double score......!

However, the bump between "Awesome Rift Sky" by parents and children will soon end.

Because there was a compulsion to break the pact.

"Here! Stupid brother!

"Ahhh!?"

Gran sparks out of his eyes at the impact of being slapped on the head.

Well, would that happen if I got hit in the head with a frying pan?

"I'm bored in the garden! Alan will cry though!

"Excuse me!"

It was her sister Celica who slapped Gran.

Five this year.

He was born after his eldest son, Gran, and was only discovered to be pregnant when he first went to Center Guild.

I remember being born shortly after the disturbance over Inferno ended and was bummed in time.

Such an oldest daughter grew up quickly, and now grew up to the point where she could put a scratch in her runaway brother.

As a father, I feel nothing.

"But......, beating him with a frying pan isn't too much...!?"

What Celica had was a toy mimicking a frying pan, not a real frying pan.

Will it be much smaller than the real one and used for deception?

It was just that glow on the surface, no matter how you look at it, it was a misrill.

If you suck, you're hitting harder than the real thing.

"Father! Alan is taking a nap right now! If you want to make a scene, do it elsewhere!

"Sorry...... ugh!!"

Alan is my third son born last year and he's still an admirable baby.

You can't walk on your own, and all you drink is Marika's tits.

The name was given to me by my innocent grandfather, Mr. Aranzil.

My oldest son's name was given to me by Lady Gran Burza, so I finally remember Mr. Aranzil, who is glad his grandson used his name to cry.

Alan is such a second son, but I still have the impression that he's bigger than his brother and sister at the baby stage.

Gran had rubbed a woman's tits all over her from when she was a baby and her pale impression was intense, but Alan in the same place is very normal.

She doesn't cry one night, and she's a little less handy than her brother or sister.

As a sister, I can't help but burn in the sense of duty to preserve the peace of my young brother because such a child is taking a nap for the most part.

"Heh, Celica, you little brat.... Come on!?"

The response to the complaining brother was a further blow to the frying pan.

No questions asked.

"Um..., Celica, can we move forward a little more peacefully...? Suddenly you suddenly appeal to strength without words, no matter how much...!?"

"No, just so you do, I got instruction from your mother!!"

Yep...!?

Marika, what kind of education are you giving your daughter...!?

"My mother said it! My oldest son doesn't know how to speak! He said he could just slap me! My grandmother said so!!"

……

Marika's real brother wasn't even Locke.

And recently I learned that you had an elder brother who was neither Erica nor Locke, who would be Marika's mother.

You mean you hung on to Celica, your sister just below, to break that negative chain...!?

"It's okay, my Gran won't grow up to be such a bad adult.... what?

…………

Answer me immediately, son.

"That's why Atashi keeps an eye on your brother so he doesn't turn you into an asshole! This is also an important mission that you have been told to do -!!"

My daughter Celica said as she ganged up the frying pan.

Horrible.

In addition to these three distinct children, our fourth will soon be born.

It will be a busier and busier family next year.

"... Oh, yeah"

After bumping my real brother all the way through, Celica said it like she remembered.

"It's time to go to Aunt Altamir's. I'm just finishing my little nap!

I said and ran away.

What do you mean?

Is Altamir Gasita's Cami's?

Did you just finish your first birth recently?

He said he was a fine, fine boy, but what are you gonna do with that under a kid like that, Celica?

"No way...!?"

Say, she is the daughter of Marika.

Are you saying that you've already found a good stock for the future and are moving to acquire it?

I'm only five years old.

But considering she's Marika's daughter...!?