A week has passed since the "Mad Side" Midgley Modgley's raid, and the death of inner chief Elft Mistral, and the inside of the elf has returned to its original, little by little.

Elft's funeral took place in cremation the day after his death.

It seems to be Elf's custom to burn the body with fire magic and mourn the death with the ashes that came out in the wind.

They say putting it in the wind keeps the dead watching you wherever you are.

Elgis, who was originally a director of Lee, was chosen to succeed Lee.

Since Elft had no blood relatives, the blood of the ancient Inner Length was to be interrupted.

In the future, they intend to adhere to the teachings of Fengshen, but also actively interact with the outside and inside.

As Elgis' first job, the overwhelming majority of votes cast on the transfer of magic props led us to obtain them.

Perhaps it was because Phyllia explained that sinners could come to take it if they had valuable magic props.

And now I'm blossoming into a chat with Phyllia's family at Phyllia's.

Me and Phyllia are leaving today, so it will be a while before Phyllia talks to her parents. I hope you have a good breakup.

Elgis and Fira spoke enthusiastically about the topic "Firia's first words".

"I can't forget the first time Leah talked." Ouch! Damn it! 'It's bad for Feela, but it still means I'm the best for Leah "

"You're out hunting and you won't know, but Leah's first words were, 'Oh, my God! Just like that!'. Elgis, I think I'm the best in Leah."

"Oh, no…………………."

Elgis is blue-faced from shock.

From me, I don't think it makes a big difference which is the first, but from my parents, I guess not.

I decide to tell Phyllia, who is blushing a little next door, what it feels like to hear her talk.

"You know how to eat."

"I think it's best for the child to be healthy...... Don't say anything weird about your father and mother either. I was more decent!

I don't know what happened, but they also lost the wall of mind between Phyllia and her parents, and Phyllia had stopped saluting.

Phyllia's tame mouth felt a little weird at first, but it was weird that she was using reverence in the first place in her parent-child pattern. I got used to it as soon as I thought so.

"Ah, speaking of which, we found the album. I had a hard time finding it because it was deep down."

Elgis brings out a red book with some splendid decorations.

Seeing you pay dust with your breath, you seem to have been left out of sight for quite some time.

He said on the first day he wanted to play a photo viewing tournament for Phyllia, so that would be relevant.

It seems these parents can't help but brag to others about Phyllia.

"All right…… we're opening."

When Elgis opened the book, the picture of Phyllia's childhood lay neatly there.

"Hey, Dad. I don't know anything about this, do I?

"There's no point in Leah not knowing. It's just pictures of three to four years old."

"That demon prop is broken. Really a shame."

"Because Elgis takes too many shots of Leah. You've been taking over a hundred pictures a day."

"The look of Leah is shifting from moment to moment. I bet you want to keep all the rears!

The high-tension Elgis made his nose rough to represent his level of excitement.

Magic props, by the way, are magically made tools.

I don't know the detailed principles. There's no magic in knowing. I can't make magic props.

"This is what it was like to be a child of Phyllia."

I look at the picture of Phyllia.

You've had a good face since you were a kid. Is she a pretty girl?

"Look, this picture is so cute."

Feela pointed to a picture of Feelia smiling like a flower at a young age.

... Well, that's cute. I can't even put on the difficulty.

"My favorite is this picture."

What Elgis pointed to was a picture of Phyllia using wind magic.

He has a pungent look. It's a picture of tension coming this way.

"Oh, this is cute, too."

"Hey, it's like a goddess over here in Leah."

"Ah, this rear cheek is swelling. Maybe it's a photograph of a sweet treat."

"By this time, you liked it." Leah will be a strawberry! 'I remember all the time saying, "

I can't stop talking about memories.

Stop him, Phyllia's shaming and pulling shivers.

I ended up being pushed by the momentum between the two of them and seeing pictures around every corner of the album.

In the meantime, I thought about doing some training, and I did some parallel training without closing my eyes. Human beings are trained at all times.

We're done watching the album. We're ready to go.

"Well, on second thought, I've been pretty since I was a kid, and you didn't have a problem seeing me."

"Yeah, well, if it's so cute, I don't care who sees it."

"Oh."

Feela laughs with her hands against her mouth when she hears my words, and Elgis glares at me with her hateful eyes.

What? Why are you staring at my daughter when she says she's cute?

"I'll miss you guys when you're gone."

Feela moans.

Me and Phyllia are scheduled to leave after this. Rebuild your muscles where you opened them.

"I think your father and mother would be too busy for both of us."

These two are always busy.

"Really? Well, we love each other."

"I don't like it anymore. Tomorrow!

I'm starting to flirt.

Actually, I know you're middle-aged, but you look beautiful, beautiful, so poisonous to the eyes.

I'm whispering love away from the two of us.

"What, Yuri, are you surprisingly beginner? Yeah?"

Elgis peed at me for it.

"Yeah, Mr. Yuri is an amazing beginner. Right?

"No, I am normal…………"

… normal, right?

"Well, let's go."

I'm a little emotional when I think I'm finally leaving.

Thanks to my presence here, my determination to be stronger than anyone else has been consolidated.

I will be sending every day of training pickles when I return. I'm looking forward to it now.

"Be well."

"You can always come home."

"Yeah.........!

Feelia weeps a little.

But his face was filled with joy at the same time.

I'm glad you're reconciled, your expression has softened a lot.

Elgis and Fira lowered their heads deeply to me thinking that way.

"Yuri, Leah, please."

"There's something a little naive about you, but you're a good girl, so make it better for you."

"As you wish."

I lowered my head, too.

Never makes Phyllia sad, I swear to my heart so.

"All right, let's go, Phyllia."

"Father, Mother, I'm coming!

Waving loudly behind Elgis and Feela, me and Feelia left.

At dawn, we safely pass through the woods, and we hang out in a beautiful spot.

As long as the enemy can be seen, it's easy to be on guard around here.

I use my floating brain capacity to think.

... Leah, huh? Is that what I call it?

... Nashi. I thought about it in vain. Let's think about the muscles.

"Mr. Yuri!

"……… What the hell?"

Phyllia stands in front of me and stares at me with her uppermost eyes.

"Fine. You can call me Leah."

Saying so, he lifted the end of his mouth niggardly.

"…………. You peeked into my heart."

"You haven't peeked. Looking at Yuri's face, he said, '... Leah, huh? Is that what I call it, Ali? I was wondering if you were thinking about muffled, guffled."

Phyllia arms behind her body, shaking her body loosely to the side.

I'm sure you're taking a peek. Besides, he's legged by a perverted chick.

What do you want with a mental attack on me...?

"But Mr. Yuri is a beginner, so you can't nickname me, can you? -?

"That's how you decide to do it."

I accidentally return words to Phyllia, who cares to provoke her with her index finger on her lips, by buying them into sales words.

"Well... tell me."

"……… OK."

I take a deep breath in front of Phyllia laughing at Niyaniya.

Relax, there's no makeover compared to combat.

I don't get hurt, I don't risk my life...... why is my heart beating so fast?

"…… Leah. …… See, I said it"

Very embarrassing for some reason. What, this feeling?

"Eh heh, Yuri, you look bright red."

Phyllia's face is also stained bright red.

"Shut up, I'll leave you"

"Oh, wait, Mr. Yuri!

Phyllia follows me after I run out.

"Mr. Yuri, are you lit? Hey, are you lit?

"……… It's not lit."

"Again, you're still blushing, aren't you?

"It's not lit! Oh, I won't call you that again!

My voice spirited a tree in the cloudless sky.

Unexpectedly, the wind strokes our cheeks, heading somewhere not here.

Free wind from anything. No one knew where it was going.