On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

"Run, run, run!

Gasario shouted up behind him.

Scratch the thin branches that block the way you go and keep running grumpy.

I had a muscular wound to my face because of the branches that glanced through my cheeks, but I can't afford to care.

"Sundown! Hurry up!

"Hiya! Hiya!"

Pull your legs off, and I'll do my best not to lose sight of Officer Dougie leading the way.

"Come on! Over here!

Officer Dougie stopped in the middle of the crossroads, holding his finger and urging us to move on.

Turning right at the crossroads as instructed, he escaped to the bottom of a small pharmacy-style building.

"That big fat ass! You're losing us now! Are there any hiding places nearby?

"Wait a minute! Uh, this is Suzuki's shop, so there's a park over there! There's a domed plaything!

Gassalaio, who had caught up with him, reassembled the magic bazooka and confirmed his back.

After that, the freakin 'bird Ruten plunged down after sounding happy once as he flew over us.

Barely escaped from the impending ruthens while knocking down the trees, and continued to run at a glance to this day.

Thanks to this badly sighted sea of trees, Ruten has easily lost sight of us, but he's been persistently chased around ever since.

I was also lucky that the complicated stretches of trees got in my way.

Ruten, the big figure, comes to power, but the momentum was almost killed.

It is quite ironic to be helped by this sea of trees, the beginning of the case. Abominably!

"Hey, why that griffon! Are you after us?

"I don't know. Ask him!

The tear-eyed sun asked me.

I don't know what bird monsters think.

"Calm down. Now I have to keep my strength warm at all. I don't know when that bird will come again."

Officer Dougie condoned me, and I and the sun took a deep breath for now.

Under the sun he passes on cheats and walls and lowers his hips. The knee is chattering and trembling because of fatigue or fear, or both.

I took my roughened breath and took my smartphone out of my chest pocket.

The phone is still connected to Mikuma.

"Mikuma! What should I do!? He's pinpointing us!

'Wait a minute! I just got home, too! Because I'm going to find out from one end about Weird Bird Ruten now! Don't you know what Mr. Hunter is there!?

"Mao Yu! Did you do something to him?

"... not that I don't have any idea. Sorry."

Gasaraio took his left hand off the magic bazooka and began to touch Hyun "Tatsuo" with Wasawasa.

"Maybe the last time Ruten saw us in Tooth Rock was our" Paradise Brothers and Sisters ". Basically, he's a base defense type boss monster, but he's got the nature to move intruder elimination first."

I exhaled deeply and looked at the sun and Officer Dougie with regret.

"... I don't know why Ruten got out of the Demon Stone room. But maybe he was looking for us. For his first principle of behavior," Eliminating Intruders on the Top Floor of Tooth Rock. "

... Is that it?

No, you're not, are you?

In chronological order, Ruten's last seen intruder on the top floor.

"Oh, it's me."

It's me.

"What?"

"Huh?"

Gasario and the sun saw me in the words that came out unexpectedly.

Officer Dougie hastily put his index finger on his mouth without speaking.

"Hey, I didn't do anything!

I'll hurry up and fix it.

That's right.

After Gasario and the others, we went into Tooth Rock, me and your father.

You looked at me perfectly on the top floor.

Dad, you were laughing at Ruten, the weird bird who had a crush on the aisle.

Not good. This is my fault.

I'm the one he's after.

Slowly put your smartphone back in your ear and breathe deeply once.

"Mikuma"

He exhaled his inhaled breath while quietly speaking out.

'... I'm listening. Maybe Ruten was looking for Kaoruhei-kun. "

I got certified.

"Doh, what do we do? What do we do!?

Ask Mikuma for help as she cleverly imitates shouting out loud.

Am I supposed to be glad they liked coming to me first? No, you're such an asshole. It's up to you to resent me.

I couldn't move my hazy body, because I ignored that pathetic cry.

"Calm down, Kaoruhei-kun. I don't have any feelings for Ruten in the first place. It's a dungeon monster."

With the voice of Mikuma, who regained his calm, my head cooled just a little too.

'In the meantime, I'll look into Ruten thoroughly. Leave the phone. I don't know if I can take it next time I hang up. Is the battery okay?

"Ah, ah. I rarely touch it, so most of it stays. If you know what his weakness is, it might help him escape."

'Yeah. Act as hard as you can to avoid contact with Ruten and not find him, okay?

"Okay."

The presence of the three neighborhoods across the smartphone disappeared. The phone's still connected, so he's probably starting to get ready to do some digging.

"What did your girlfriend say?

"It's not her. He said he'd look into Ruten."

Bottom of the handles of the magic bazooka. Gasario asked without looking at me as I opened the covered parts.

"What are you doing?"

"It's a magic cartridge check. I didn't think it would be a fight, so I don't have many spares. Fuel-efficient magic equipment. You can only shoot two shots in one cartridge."

Less!

"Two shots. Hey. Magic cartridges are fucking expensive."

Even items sold for domestic use cost about 100,000 yen a bottle.

"That's expensive. This type is extra expensive because you can only use dedicated cartridges instead of normal. If the manufacturer's trying to make money on the cartridge, he'll only employ the incompatible type."

What a tremendous business gut. Corporate effort.

What a realistic circumstance when you're dealing with fantasy extremes called magic. atrophy.

"This compressed magic cannon is still the cheaper one. As I'm sure you've seen before, I can't use the latest model of gravitational magic cannon. I can only fire one more dedicated cartridge on top of it. This guy is a somewhat old model that was released three years ago, but he has a wide variety of magic bullets and a small cool time. On top of that, a recycling cartridge is employed to keep it relatively cheap due to the large amount of collectibles. The aftermath doesn't come at all to the gunner's side thanks to the cold titanium cooling furnace, and rarely distorts thanks to the calculated and exhausted shell design. There is also trust in the Ante Workshop, led by Mr. Anten, an Ariwinged Demon clan who received the title of Magic Metal Jazz, a smash hit that is said to be one of the greatest of the most difficult magic cannons to hit. The workshop was famous for producing quite niche pieces, but we hunters and technicians have always recognized its performance and design. I don't know about magic geeks in general, but they have a surprisingly high sense of use and reliability. I've never heard of an Ante Workshop piece malfunctioning or stopping moving in a dungeon. It was this sinister-designed compressed magic cannon, Gandhir 2-cannon magic cannon Black Croc, that such a workshop announced three years ago without any notice. It's unusual to keep running at the top of the magic cannon category for three years, even though it's a magic tool that keeps making progress every day. I mean, it's such a complete dish. You see, this part. The magic formula that suppresses recoil is incorporated into the upper unit? At the same time pulling the trigger."

"Stop, stop. Hey, hairball, calm down."

What's the matter?

What a sudden surprise.

You're a little funny and you're listening.

"... ah?

Look at yourself now.

I was so happy to talk to you.

"... I mean, I change the cartridge because I have trouble shooting sometimes."

Amazingly short description.

What was that earlier?

"Yeah. I don't see Ruten as far as I can see. The park I was just talking about, shall we go for it?"

Officer Dougie, who was on perimeter alert, strokes down his chest and puts a pistol back in the holster.

"Under the sun, let's go"

"What, yes"

Shake the sun in a relaxed state, pull your right arm and let it stand.

I don't have any strength in my body.

"Are you all right?

Weak enough to inadvertently support your shoulders.

I won't look.

"It's okay. Now it's okay..."

Don't you have any idea what it is?

"... don't worry. What are you hiding? That hairball should be knocking him down once. I can do it this time. Huh?"

That's right.

Gasario and the others are through the tooth rock dungeon once.

The road leading to the top was usually in a difficult place to find.

I'm sure he's exploring the top floor in detail.

You should be confronting that rock griffon then.

"I didn't take him down."

"What?"

"We didn't fight him."

Saying openly, Gasario walked out.

"Oh, hey, hey."

"The boss of the Tooth Rock Dungeon is famous for being able to get through. He's a pretty nasty guy who flies with a figure, but he's got a tactic that's easy enough to clap out."

Follow them as they pull their arms under the sun.

Officer Dougie followed us.

"Tactics?

If you know that, you don't have to panic like this.

"Just place one at the entrance to the room where Ruten is and wait for him to come in. If the target goes to the guy who's positioning it, the other hunters just have to watch."

Oh, I'm looking at the results of this tactic.

"If you avoid the ruthens you've penetrated to the side, you'll be stuck at the entrance on your own and unable to move. Even the momentum of the assault is 80% success rate. That's why it's a tactic not to fight the boss of the Tooth Rock Dungeon."

... Reasonably, Ruten, whom my father and I saw, had a crush on the aisle in front of the boss room.

You've been repeating that for a long time. That bird. That's Birdhead.

"What an asshole tactic..."

Follow Gasario in disdain.

Officer Dougie will run over us and stand beside Gasario.

"The park is right there. There's a domed slide over there, so I think I can rest for a while. There was a simple wooden door."

You know that park.

It's pretty spacious and I get a good look at the sight of moms chatting with their kids at noon on the holidays shopping home and stuff. I was hoping to get Jaja and Nana to make their park debut over there one day.

Sure, there was a big round dome slide over there.

Because of the growing trees, the landscape is different, so I only know where I am now.

Officer Dougie, born and raised in this town, still seems to understand, and we follow that navigation as well.

Occasionally, paying attention to the sky and the back, I saw the park-like space you had in mind as I progressed in horror.

"After all, you're in the woods"

"Has the collection point and the demon stone recognized you?"

Gasario followed in the words of the sun.

As the saying goes, beyond the fence, which was the entrance to the park, was as deep a forest as our high school grounds.

"The slide is a little back, but this park isn't that big, so you'll be able to reach it right away. Shall we go?"

I will follow you in silence because I have no objection. I'd rather be in the lead here.

The sun is weak, and Gasario has too big a figure to move around. I'm not going to let the woman Officer Dougie go first.

Turn to the beginning in the guise of nature.

He scratched out the disturbing branches and walked to make it easier for the descent to proceed on the following days while making his way.

"That one."

The domed slide I was looking for was immediately visible.

There is a thin wooden plate on the side. Apparently, that's the door to getting inside.

"Well, the branches aren't going to get in the way and open it."

The tree branches are wrapped around the dome as if spreading, and the door is blocked.

"Mao Yu. Give me a hand because I can retreat the branches."

"Ooh."

At some point I seemed used to hairy balls calling, and I wasn't even complaining anymore.

"Sounds like it would be easier if I broke it from here."

"Wait a minute."

Gasario is gobbling on the inside of a golden down jacket.

"There was. Here, use this."

"Whoa, what's going on?"

From his chest, he came out with a red knife about 50 centimeters across the blade.

"I have a pocket on the inside made of a cloth with a 'storage' magic ceremony. I don't really go in there because he's a low rank guy. If the load weighs up to 40 kg, we can afford it. Beyond that, it becomes difficult to get out or get in."

"Yes. That's a handy jacket."

"I'm just making this color so that I can easily identify unit members within the dungeon. I know it's not very well designed."

You're thinking a lot.

"Looks like our brother just left it somewhere in the design sense in the first place. My sister basically doesn't defy my brother, so there's never been anyone to complain about before. This jacket costs a lot too, so I don't have any body. The new design has already been ordered from the manufacturer. I thought."

"Heh. Why this knife?

I think it looks familiar.

"... that's the knife I used to intimidate you then. I'm telling you, none of them have the ability to kill. The part of the blade is thickened, and it confers magic specializing in cutting stones, trees and ropes. It's not commercially available. It's my handmade."

Oh. Of that time.

Is that the guy you put out just before Lariat?

Even if this doesn't kill people, there's a guy who points things at people in a knife, you idiot.

And.

"... I mean, it's just a blunt instrument or this"

You're killing people just by punching them. At this size.

"Thanks to the magic ceremony, most things, other than creature meat, will cut butter easily. Rare metal and magical ore literally have teeth. It's surprisingly convenient."

It does seem convenient. Great for a Sunday carpenter.

And this guy, can you make magic fixtures?

The same goes for the description of the magic cannon earlier, but it sounds like you have a lot of knowledge and arms about this guy's magic gear.

Shut up and cut the branches.

It's so easy thanks to the knife. Even if you can't help it, the branches will easily cut off.

Looking to the side, Gassalaio was pulling the branches at his disposal.

What the hell is that guy? That's a great arm.

"Okay, you can open the door now"

"Do you want to open it?

The sunshine, which was helping me with the work, put its strength into the door.

"Come on."

What a sloppy voice in between, the door gradually goes empty.

"Ah, you guys!

Officer Dougie, who was watching the work one step back, raised his voice of surprise.

"Hmm? What's going on?

I can't see inside the dome from my position.

Bend your hips and lower your face, peeking inside through the low entrance.

"Ah."

Somebody's here.

"Hick, hick."

"Huh."

"Egg, gu"

"Mom... Mom..."

"Ha, thank God... of?

Inside the dome were about seven little children.