"I'm here again!? So I'm telling you, the labyrinth is an egg-picking ranch. - Oh."
I took a ride on what Patia said was a good story (...) and at some point I was down the labyrinth.
No, that surprised me as such.
Has my absence increased my independence and my ability to fight?
Patia's standing around had changed from her former my-paced move to hitting and showing great growth.
Fall back where you should, activate magic at the time you need to, and avoid being hit as a guard.
It was at this age that we were acquiring the initial steps of this obvious technology.
"That's a bummer, Mr. Big Fuku"
"Oh shit!? You're alive! Oh, my God, you're such an idiot! I don't know how to make my daughter so worried, because she's back right, stupid parents! Don't ever do this again. Okay, you know what, you old man!
And I was scolded by Mr. Big Fuku, when I looked at him.
I let my wings flap and wings, and I put them up with a quick mouth.
"There's no word on that."
"Patia was sober. Cat, nobody, nobody."
"... by the way, what are you going around the labyrinth for?
"Or so. Um, this!
"Ahhh! Don't dawn on your own because it's dangerous!
Instead of a specific reply, Patia jumped onto the chest in the back and opened it here to show it.
I'm just having trouble not hearing Rick stop.
"Bye! Here! Here, take a look, Cat."
"Patia, I promised you not to open the chest on your own."
Inside there was something similar to a chicken egg and a large ceramic container.
When our daughter opens that seal, it's packed with milk that smells sweet inside.
"Is it eggs and milk? Was this what Kafuku-san said earlier?"
"Yes! Listen to me already! These two, the use of the labyrinth is so weird!
"Patia... no, everyone in there is dark, I thought I'd make a sweet cake there. But outside, in the midst of a war between Orthodox and moderate."
"Oh, so he decided to ask the labyrinth..."
"That's right. Me and Patia are two birds a stone away."
Sure, that's a good idea.
Delicious food can also motivate and motivate people.
The two of them were trying to brighten up the inside of my absence.
"Be my own, to be attached to the mess of them!!
From Mr. Big Fuku, it might have been an nuisance, making you doubt the existential significance of the labyrinth.
"And this is how Lord Fuku and I got along."
"Hey! So fuzzy, to Patia, yes, she lets me touch her - So, Fukusa, touch... is that...?
Patia tried to touch it because Mr. Big Fuku was stopping over the lid of the crate.
But you seem to have been misled.
"Your father's back, that's enough, you and me. Patience!
"Oh, so is that. Hey, hey, hey."
I erased Patia's difficult idea of inclusiveness from me and made her feel okay.
"It's peaceful in here..."
"It's the peace the instructor kept through. Hmm... ok, that seems like enough for you. Let's make a cake. Or is Patia with the instructor?
"Uh... um... bothering..."
Patia turns her eyes alternately to Rick and me.
Apparently, early on home, Nekotan was put on a cake and a double balance.
"Cake, I want to make... But Cat, I want to be with you... Whatever..."
"You have no choice, then I'll go out with you, too. These hands make it impossible to rub the fabric."
I was actually tired because I had been forced to run to the inside.
But if you look like this, I can't.
Plus if you stick with Rick's cake making, you'll see Patia smile.
That was what I had always wanted while I was on an expedition east.
"That's a good idea"
"Cat... Patia, go, good! Cake, cake! Cat, ooh, ooh, cake!
We left the labyrinth with eggs and milk and headed to the kitchen with those feet. Hold hands with Patia in a good mood.
"Ha... Ugh... I'm starting to want Hina too... Is there a good man somewhere..."