"Calm down. I'm a teacher at the College of the Brave. I came to this village today....... in the meantime, can you put that tree stick down?
I let my hands go up to show that I had no hostility.
"The College of the Brave... Teacher...?
A kid with a stick of wood stares at me like he's surprised.
It looked like he was deserving of me.
By the way, I found it hard to tell the kid, both the boy and the girl at first, but if you look closely, that didn't happen.
Definitely a girl - a girl.
Why, because if you look closely, your chest is swollen and bloated.
He pushes up thin dirty clothes like borough clothes and insists diligently on being a girl.
Again, the two in the back were alike, like girls.
One has blonde blue eyes, bigger breasts than a girl with a wooden stick, and more feminine dangers such as sitting back and buttocks not being insulted with a child.
This child tied her mouth together all the time, clinging to the wooden stick girl, like some frightened little animal.
The other had silver hair and purple eyes, quite small and to the extent that his chest was slightly swollen, but still, for once, there were girly self-assertions on hips creases, butt lines, etc.
Do you know this one too, hiding behind the girl with the stick of a tree and sneaking around to see how this one looks?
... No, they're going to say where the hell you're eager to observe.
Nothing. I'm not Loricon, I'm sure.
However, the three girls there were so fascinating that I fell in love with them even a little bit, not Loricon.
The whole body was thinly dirty and the clothes were worn out, but they all seemed to have such a magical charm that they could still not cover it up.
But for that matter, the three of them seemed wary of me.
It's not just the girl with the stick of a tree, but the two behind her are staring at me not to miss one by one.
Hmm, what's wrong with this?
I'd like you to de-alert me if you can.
In the meantime, let's talk about it.
"You guys, what are you doing here? Hide and seek, isn't it?
If I cut it out like that to try...
"Huh? I'm not stupid. Don't we look like such kids? Mostly in the middle of the night, you can't do that."
The girl with the wooden stick, she had a bad mouth.
At last, it's my daughter.
Well, kids are cute even this much.
Then...
"Huh, well. So, what, are you running away from home?
When I cut in like that, the girl with the stick of a tree narrows her eyes pitifully.
And I said this.
"This is our home. I don't know if you're a teacher at Brave Men's College, but if you don't need me, get out."
I was surprised.
This is the house of these kids...?
"What happened to my parents?"
"Not so long ago. Our mother is stupid and scumbag. I slept with a different guy over there, and we were born, and he died of drinking too much a few years ago."
... Ugh.
Again, what a hefty story if it's true.
For a moment I thought about calling my own parents dumb and scumbags, but I'm not talking about that very much.
And if you believe her story, do you mean these three are different sisters?
I didn't think so at all because the color of my hair, the color of my eyes, my body shape and face are all different.
But that means...
"So you guys have been living here with just the three of us ever since your mother died...?
"Oh yeah. Wakari no."
"No... it's more of a big deal. I'm impressed."
When I answered that, the girl with the wooden stick turned into a decent face.
It looks like they said something unexpected.
I can only admire the fact that I have been seeing all the bonbongs of a rich house in the King's Capital lately, so I can see the brilliance of this successful vitality.
- So, I was surprised to just talk about it so far.
Besides, the girl in the matter has even said this.
"... or you shouldn't be too close to us. I hear we're cursed."
"Huh...? Cursed? What the hell."
It's just water in my sleeping ear.
The girl goes on.
"We didn't just have our mother dead. Fathers are all dead, too, for all sorts of reasons, like being eaten by monsters and stabbed by passing passers-by. Someone else who lived in this village and tried to take care of us died of illness, too. … so the people in this village don't try to get anywhere near us"
The girl's confession had no choice but to put an end to it.
What the hell......
Is there really such a thing as a curse?
Some monsters are going to give you Bad status called "Curse," but I've never heard of anything as contentful as I was just saying.
But when a mother and three fathers, and five out of five combined with the other, are dead, I know you just want to doubt the inevitability of something, not coincidence.
I know, but...
"... you know"
"What are you still doing for us? I told you, it's better for you to stay away from us."
"No... who said it was cursed? Isn't that a coincidence that they're dead?
"... hmm?
The girl said, "What do you mean?" He leans slightly on his neck.
I go on.
"No, because I've never heard of a curse like that, and I'm not willing to believe it"
When I said that, the girl looked stunned.
The same goes for the two in the back.
And the girl with the wooden stick who took me back a little bit said this to me.
"... you know. You're an asshole."
"Really?
"That's right. I've never seen anything like you."
"No, if you let me tell you, I'd be more of an asshole to believe that superstition and keep kids like you in my sights like this."
That's what I say, walking over to the three girls.
The girls - especially the wooden stick girl - were bare, but never particularly attacked or fled.
It's just an urge.
There's no deep meaning.
But I thought someone adult had to affirm the existence of these guys.
If we get close to ourselves, we'll be cursed, so we shouldn't let these kids tell us to self-deny it.
So...
I went to the sight of the three girls and held them together.
Be as powerful as you can, with the will that I'll take all of you.
Best panicked about it was the girl with the wooden stick.
"Become... what are you doing, you! If you do that......!
She dares to turn herself around and try to get out.
But I can put my strength in my arms holding them so I don't let her get away with it.
"You're not cursed, you idiot. I'll totally take care of you guys. So if I didn't die, it would prove you guys weren't cursed, right?
That's what I said, and I laughed nicely at the wooden stick girl.
Before I was a teacher at the College of the Brave, I was a teacher, an adult, a human being.
I intend to.
Then you shouldn't leave these kids alone.
It's okay if I don't save you, but I'll take care of it.
That's what I thought.
The wooden stick girl removed the wooden stick from its hand.
Teasing, and a wooden stick rolls on the floor.
And the girl suddenly gave a childish look, as if the thread she was straining had been cut off.
When the strength she was fixing broke and she showed weakness, she eventually burst into tears with her eyes...
"Oh my... Gu Gu... You... you really are an asshole..."
"I guess so. Cry as much as you like with that asshole's chest."
"Yeah... cry... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
That's how the tree stick girl started crying out loud as if the two remaining girls were contagious as well.
I slapped those girls on the back with a pound and hugged them and watched them until the three of them stopped crying.