My Dad Is Too Strong

In summer, the morning sun rises faster than usual.

When the sun, hidden in the clouds, rises high in the sky.

Changshin Villa 301 gently knocked on the quiet main room.

Chirp chirp.

I thought the sparrow's chirping was a pleasant alarm clock.

On the bed, Carthiel, who was sleeping with his body rolled up at Seol Yoon-hee's feet.

Like a cat stretching, he stretched his hips out loud.

Pong!

humanization

In the image of the baby dragon.

Carthiel turned into a girl who looked about eight years old.

Among the dragons, this skill was being called a polymope.

Swoosh.

I couldn't see Do-joon on the bed.

Today, Saturday, the family was enjoying a sweet morning sleep.

Dojun always got up at a set time, whether on weekdays or weekends.

a squeaking sound

When you open the door, you go out.

As expected, Dojun stood up first.

Dojun was sitting in front of the table drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.

He smiled a friendly smile at Carthiel and said hello to him.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes. Good night."

A normal, peaceful morning that is no different than usual.

Dojun rose from his seat, rode cocoa without a word, and handed it to Carthiel.

I sat at the table again, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper over and over again.

"Thank you, Master."

"Yes. Are you going to go to Ann again today?"

"Oh, how did you......... did you know that?"

Instead of answering, Dojun just smiles.

Karsiel found Dojun, who was well-informed about the family affairs, really amazing.

Just as Byul sometimes says, 'Abba is God,' is he really not God?

***

"Oh, Cassiel. Good morning."

Hakase, who has been preparing for business since early morning, greets him with a warm greeting.

He sold bungeo-ppang and slushies after losing to Do-jun by fighting with Do-joon.

Recently, I was making a cart bar, saying that I will increase the number of items.

"......do you know how to cook?"

The menu attached to the cart contains fish cake soup, udon, and skewers.

Plus soju and beer. He has been complaining about selling bungeo-ppang in the early days, but he does business from early morning until late in the evening, as if it was fun.

"Yes! I've even finished analyzing the data."

"Uh, huh? Data analysis?"

"I studied human tastes. I'm thinking of starting tomorrow, so come and see me."

"......yes."

Karsiel thinks no more entanglements, and the moment he tries to move quickly and leave his seat.

Hakase took care of the bungeo-ppang, lifted himself up and turned it around.

Embarrassed Carthiel clapped Hakase's hand in the back.

"He, stop it!"

"Puh-ha-hah! Our cute carcyel. Well, see you later!"

***

an apartment complex in Huam-dong

There is a five-meter-high crack not so far from the city.

This is a class F crack, a cave of horn squirrels. a place connected to the nest of Anne

Carthiel escaped the eyes of a Hunter Management officer guarding the crack entrance and went inside.

"Let's rest a little and hunt again."

"Then while we're resting, should we settle for Mana Stone and by-products?"

"That's better. Videos and I...…."

The class F crack was crowded with people who had just become hunters.

Especially, horn squirrels were popular because they never made a preemptive attack.

Carthiel went past hunters hunting or resting and began to go deep into the cave.

a towering figure

Would it have been about 20 minutes?

slightly different in color from other walls

Cassiel stopped in a bumpy spot.

Boom boom!

When I put my hand on it, an unknown force wound around Carthiel's body.

After a while, the view reflected a completely different view from the shady cave.

a cottage built in a quiet forest under a pastel-toned sky

A girl in a made suit is watering the field.

"Siel's here?"

Anne greeted Cassiel with a smile.

"Yes. Do you want this?"

He gives out the bungeoppang that Hakase gave him.

First of all, you'd better fill it in from the inside before you go to the center.

Enne grinned and entered the house and began to prepare tea for her to drink with.

***

a prophet's telescope

This reflects the whole central area.

A relic of the Simgye, an artifact that Anne struggled to get from the Simgye.

Every day, every single day, she was keeping a journal of the movements of the world of the Prophet's telescope, and the volume was already enormous, with thousands of volumes already passed.

It's a piece of cake!

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, seven-color current.

The calm lake caused a stir.

Soon the lake began to illuminate the distant abyss.

As I always felt, the environment was so harsh that life could not survive.

But when the residents living in such a world of hearts see the faces of all the people.

Carthiel unconsciously tightened his body, and at the same time he sighed.

"Siel, you don't know."

Anne muttered as she looked at the abyss.

Anne's gaze reflected two creatures who were making fists.

They are giants with eyes all over their bodies called.

Power clash that creates porousness with a roaring sound!

"Since the Great War, we haven't changed anything."

then

A man showed up.

Swing a red window in the air, as if it were dripping blood.

A ray of flash flashed, and poured toward the Argos.

At the moment, Carthiel's eyes grew bigger.

Because two Argos, unable to withstand a man's blow, were wiped out.

"The kings of the mind are getting stronger endlessly over thousands of years."

A man who looks as if he killed a fly.

Eyes that seemed to lose focus were looking this way.

Carthiel was startled and backed away.

I know I'm not watching myself, but I was still surprised because I met eyes.

"Three moons, Murmou."

A half-naked man, wearing only shorts.

In addition, the upper body had skin similar to the scales of lizards, not that of humans.

As a result of body modification to withstand harsh conditions of the heart.

Unlike each layer of the central region, where there is a limit to being strong, there was no limit to the mental system.

"Second-ranked transcendence."

Bang!

Marmu who killed Argos.

I left my seat as if I had nothing to see.

Carthiel's hands staring blankly into the lake had a slight tremor.

Anne, who was staring at such a carcyel, added a horse.

"Me and you, I don't know in the past. The two of us now can't beat Murmu."

"......you never know if you don't try it."

"Do you really think so?"

Silence

Carthiel, who was trying to appeal to Moore.

I closed my mouth again.

A blow that killed Argos in a single attack.

Only with the eyes, Carthiel knew he had no resources to stop it.

"Now we're living on Earth for a while, but one day we'll have to go back to where we belong. The place to go back is Simgye. You can't keep living here. I'm sure you know that, Siel."

Ouch.

The surface of the lake shakes.

Then he pointed to another place this time.

It was an altar.

Whoo-Woong!

I could see a huge hourglass.

Sand grains contained in an hourglass.

The sand was emitting a subtle glow.

"......that."

"The Chantalist's hourglass."

There was a blue planet rotating on the hourglass.

It was obviously Earth. The hourglass and earth are connected.

As soon as all the grains of sand fall, the earth is subordinated to the center.

However, the grains of the hourglass were no longer falling off at some point.

"The good thing is, for some reason, the clock has stopped. They're lucky for us that they can't come up to Earth without the artifact of Jeon Yi Seo."

Anne opened her central observation diary.

And I showed Carthiel the diary of March 8th.

Carthiel read the diary slowly.

"I remember clearly, the movement of the hourglass began to slow down on this day. From this day on, it started to slow down, and now it's completely stopped....... I'm trying to find out why."

I suppose.

Karsiel, who nodded and tried to cover the diary.

Her eyes open wide and confirm the date again.

"... ...the day I ate ramen."

"Huh?"

Sodaesan Mountain in Gangwon-do, where the entrance to the center is open.

Karsiel tasted ramen for the first time at the Samgol rest area.

It was his first visit to the city with Dojun.

"My master bought me ramen. After eating, I followed my master to the center!"

In an exuberant voice, Carthiel shouted, thrusting his face at Enne.

Frustrated, Anne slipped back a little and dropped Karsiel.

***

"Well, I'll be going now. Anne."

"Yes. Thanks for coming to see me often."

How many hours have I been here?

It was almost time for dinner.

Anne smiled, showing a paper bag with the words "Ee" printed on it.

"This was really delicious."

"Ah.... ...yes? I'll bring it again next time."

He did not bother to say that Hakase was the one who made the bungeoppang.

Because Anne and Hakase don't get along.

When we saw each other, we used to fight.

Boom boom!

Class F crack, carciel from the cave of the horn squirrel.

The sun was not setting yet, but the dusk was falling.

Carthiel recalled what Enne had said today.

The two of us now can't beat Murmu.

We haven't changed anything, and the kings of the world of hearts are getting stronger endlessly.

The scene in which Murmu destroyed two Argos at once.

It kept hovering in my head, and anxiety wriggled in my heart.

What will happen to us if one day we go back to the world of Simgye, as Anne said?

Sizzle, sizzling!

On the frying pan.

Two chunks of pork belly in bright red are ripening.

The appearance of oil spilling out with the juice of the meat.

Seol began humming and cutting pork belly into bite-sized pieces.

"You can't do that."

"Huh?"

Byul mutters in a tone that seems to be quite shocked.

Stomping on the table chair, he looks down at the deliciously baked pork belly.

side dishes beyond the comprehension of Byul's common sense

"You go, Park can write something. What, what, what did you doing?"

Only once for Byul.

I once ate samgyeopsal outside.

Yongyong said, "I can't eat pork belly at home. I won't say it's going to splash oil.'

"Byul likes pork belly, right?"

"Woong. Squeeze. Ah. It's so delicious."

"But why is Ciel so late?"

Swoosh.

Seol Yoon-hee is.

Sitting at the table, he looked at Yong-yong, who was biting his dog's bowl.

"......why?"

***

How long did he walk?

Karsiel has now reached near the house.

Then, I could see someone walking in the distance.

"Ha, there he is.

Wearing shorts and hoodies.

Dojun wearing slippers with three colored stripes.

It was Yong-yong who was walking along the side by side.

"......Master?"

said Dojun with a smile.

"Have you had a good time?"

Carthiel was in a daze.

He nodded slightly.

"......yes."

Carthiel put his hand on his chest as if he were curious.

Just a moment ago, the stuffiness and anxiety that had tightened my chest were gone.

A sense of warmth and stability filled the place.

"Really."

I feel like this just by looking at it.

Perhaps not, Dojun really seems to be God.