Pinch the salad served on a large plate with a wooden salad tong and serve on a plate.

"Mikuma, can we do this?

"Yeah. Thank you Kaoruhei-kun"

"You're welcome. Do chicks need salad?

"Oh, you know, that! Soot, just a little!

You don't have to panic like that.

A brunette princess cut girl with a big mood. Nishita chick (Kusaka Hina) offers me a paper dish with her face turning bright red.

"I made today's salad and fried chicken! Shohei praised me for this confident piece too!

"Mm-hmm. I was making a fuss about bouncing oil. It was funny to watch."

Rouge, standing next to him, ran an extra word at Aoi holding Nana and stretching his chest.

Tell him to stop. Because he is jerking off all he wants.

"Le, Sister Lu! You don't have to tell me that!

"But really Aoi sister, you cooked better, didn't you? At first I really felt like just cooking it."

"Look, look! Say it, Shohei-san!

Shohei, who prepares juices for a number of people in the counter kitchen, enters Aoi's follow-up.

Really, you did your best. Aoi too.

It is honestly surprising that a guy who didn't even know how to use a knife would be able to make fried chicken at home in just a few months.

Shohei, a teacher, is sometimes excellent, but this would also be, for one thing, the result of Aoi's irresistible efforts.

"Makio needs a salad, right?

Ask Makio, who is sitting on the sofa in the dining room and playing with Jaja on his lap.

"Yeah, thank you"

"Ah!

Without being frightened by the unfamiliar Makio, Jaja laughs happily as she is tickled aside.

You're really nostalgic. Jaja is.

Even though I still only hold Nana to my family or Mr. Yuri, my twin sister is sweet to all sorts of people by wielding her irregular adorability.

Serve the salad on a paper plate for Makio's share and place on the edge of the table.

I put the salad thong with me and headed to the living room window.

"Father, Koji. Time to get started."

I called my father, who was working in the garden over the window, and Koji, who looked at it with interest.

"Whoa. We're ready for this one, too. It's been a long time since I've touched a barbecue set or anything, so I'm a little busy."

"Nah."

The barbecue set my father had been working so hard to install since morning was the one I washed when he got it out of Nado within the night of yesterday. I haven't used it for a long time, so it was difficult because it was rusty or dusty.

I think the last time I used it was when my mother was there.

Under the net of a grille-style set, the charcoal Rouge lit for me was turning bright red and emitting heat.

"Hey, even though most of the Ments are girls, can you really eat by doing barbecues?"

Not intended, but now the female rate in this House is over 70%.

There are only men like me, Shohei, my father, Koji and Makio.

"Don't be a butterfly at the welcome feast. I'm sorry. Don't worry about it. Rouge said she'd eat it anyway."

"Well, Rouge would look good."

I'm not being a jerk.

That leaning dragon. It was quite a big meal for you to have such a thin body.

Where the hell is it in there?

"To"

Saab's brother. Koji pulls the hem of my clothes and points to the table.

"Hmm? Oh, is that cake? After dinner."

At the end of my finger was a hall shortcake that I had just bought with Koji, Shohei and Chick.

I thought the chicks with the food platter would be most excited, to give them a choice.

A recommended store for chicks familiar with the girl's unique sweetening information, where opinions broke over time on scattered distressed quotes, so they settled into shortcakes full of strawberries that would surely be delicious.

Rouge, the star of the day, and surprisingly, Aoi said he never had cake either.

Then it would be best to introduce you from Orthodox.

Shortcakes are the king of cakes, I guess.

"Look, whatever cake you got, it's fast."

"Yeah."

Koji, angry at Shohei over the counter kitchen, drops his shoulder with his tail and ears hanging.

"Hehe, you're mad at me, you idiot Koji."

"If that's what you're saying, don't mess it up either. Come get your own plate."

Mikuma speaks from the table to Saab, who falls asleep on the playground of the twins in the dining room.

"You must be pissed off too."

"Make"

Koji laughed at my scratch.

"Don't laugh, Koji!

"Holy shit!

Turning his tail upside down, Saab stood up and gently goofed Koji's head.

Don't get your hands on it right away because it's getting worse.

This sister and brother can't be violent.

Kaoruhei-san, we're ready.

"I'm okay too."

A GO signature came out of our main chef Shohei and subchief Aoi.

All right, shall we get started?

"Makio, I'll take care of Jaja. Here."

"Ah!

"Wow, great reaction. I knew Dad was the best."

As he spread his hand to Jaja sitting on Makio's lap, Jaja smiled with an extraordinary smile and spread his arms back.

He moves his feathers patterned and expresses his joy when he hugs them with his hands under both armpits.

Even though the short tail tip moves to wrap around my arm, it hasn't arrived because it's not long enough anyway.

"I'm glad your brother Makio played with you, huh?

"Ahhh, buh!

Right, right, was it that much fun? That's cute, you little shit.

"You're used to babysitting with chicks. Jaja is worth playing with because she'll be happy to do anything. I was just crying about chicks."

"Oh, brother! How old are you talking about!? Don't be embarrassed!

From the other side of the table, the chick flew a voice of condemnation to Makio.

That's good.

I thought you were partying. This is exciting.

Yes, here we are. It's Saturday.

It is the day of Rouge's welcoming party, hosted by my father.

Our living room is unusually crowded with guests.

Sabu sister and brother in Mikuma and Makio in chicks.

Mr. Yury and even Officer Dougie meet together and are thrilled to be ready for a toast.

My father prepares for barbecue in the garden.

Me and Shohei used to host the party and prepare food and drinks.

"Mr. Wind Hospitality, would it have been really nice to have you with us?"

"Right. He kind of looks a lot younger in his age group. Mom or me, aren't you floating?

Mr. Yury and Officer Dougie, surrounding the low table, are laughing bitterly with troubled faces.

"What are you talking about? It's a good decision. Because both Mr. Julie and Mr. Dougie are almost like their own. Don't hesitate to relax."

My father answers with a full smile.

No, you took it for granted that Mr. Yuri and the others were going to party together.

Jaja and Nana miss Mr. Yuri like her grandmother, and Officer Doogie is one of the few faces I've familiarized myself with since I was born.

Little ones' lack of reluctance to Mr. Yuri is closer to that of their earliest family.

"Ah."

"Nana, this is our cup, so no."

"Yes, yes, Nana is the usual apple juice."

Shohei's tray is lined with cups containing coke for the number of people.

You intuited the mysterious black liquid that appeared on the table as a delicious thing, Nana was trying so hard to reach in Aoi's chest to grab a glass.

"Brother, it's a tiny breastfeeding bottle in the kitchen, because it's apple juice from Jaja and Nana, right?

"Whoa, my dad could use a beer, right? What are you going to do with Mr. Yury and Officer Dougie?

Hold Jaja and head to the kitchen, where he then removes the can of beer from the fridge.

"Oh, can I have a beer, too?"

"You can't drink too much, Doc. Kaoruhei-kun, I'm fine with Coke."

"Okay. Look, Dad."

Remove another beer from the refrigerator and press the door with your hips to close it.

"Ooh."

My father, who happily received two beers, went to deliver them under Officer Dougie.

"Mr. Yuri, yes, Coke"

Thank you, Shohei-kun.

Yuri, who received a cup from Shohei, turned to the dining table as she sat down.

"Aoi, Nana's Minute"

"Yes, you see, Nana. My dad did?

Pass the mini breastfeeding bottle that was placed side by side in the kitchen to Aoi.

Aoi, who received it, had a bottle of breastfeeding with a plastic handle held in Nana's small hand.

"Ugh."

Oh, my God. Thanks for that. It's super cute.

Nana, who happily gripped the mini breastfeeding bottle with both hands, began drinking apple juice with great momentum when she uttered a word.

"Look, this is Jaja's."

"Bye!

Let Jaja grip the mini breastfeeding bottle in the same way.

Ooh.

It's easy and delightful.

"Now you've all got a glass? Okay, bye."

Push the can beer pull tabs open with a loud sound, and my father makes a royal stand.

"Er, thank you all so much for coming together today! If it's too long, you'll get a wuss, so it's a short shot here."

Everyone sees their father.

Both Jaja and Nana watched the mini breastfeeding bottle sideways until once in a while.

"Welcome, Rouge! Kamperyi!"

"Kanpai!

We all held our voices together and shouted a toast, each raising the glass overhead.

When I look at Rouge, the star of the day, I look at Oro and everyone's face with a rare and troubled look.

"Sister Lu, what's wrong?

"Nkunku"

Aoi peeks into Rouge's face with Nana, who drinks juice with all her heart.

Rouge shifted his face only slightly from Aoi and grabbed the glass in his hand.

"Oh, you know. I've never seen anything like this, and I'm happy, and, you know, a little embarrassed."

Rouge returning a reply in a whisper with Mozimoj.

I saw that. Our nigga can't stop.

"Look, look, Rouge. Eat. Eat."

"Sister Lou. There's plenty of them, isn't there?

"All right! Dad's gonna cook meat!

"No!

"Koji! It's good to watch, but don't interrupt Mr. Amma Oji!

"Mr. Rouge, please sit over here"

I see Rouge's face all talked about at once. It stains bright red within sight.

"Ugh, yeah. Thanks........."

Sitting in the chair pulled by Mikuma, he thanked him as he lay down his face.

"Rouge, sister, would you like a salad?

"Yeah. Thanks chick"

I received a plate from the chick and Rouge laughed thinly.

Is that it?

You've never seen him smile before, have you?

When it comes to Jaja and Nana, I get a slightly dangerous look, but other than that, it's always faceless.

"Kaoruhei-san"

"Hmm?"

Aoi hits me softly.

"Sister Lu hasn't been able to talk to or play with many people for a long time. Since I've been in this house, I've been really enjoying myself every day."

Rouge sitting at the table and Mikuma, Saab, Shohei, Chick, Makio surrounding it with Wye.

Aoi sees such a sight as merciful.

"Neither did I. The dragon breed may only live that way. But"

Keep your head to me, Aoi closes his eyes.

"Kaoruhei-san has changed it for me. Me, too, Sister Lu. Both Jaja and Nana. … Kaoruhei is a really sweet, strange person"

The voices so small that they seem to be scratched off by the voices around them have all sorts of emotions and sound gently in my ears.

"Uh, I didn't do anything in particular,"

I only bought it today and cleaned it.

"Huh, I knew you didn't get it"

"What?

Did you do something else?

"No. If you don't know, you don't have to. Maybe that's Kaoruhei-san, so"

"What the hell is that?"

When I look in the garden, my father is grilling meat over a beer.

Koji is watching it next door, and Officer Doogie and Mr. Yuri sitting at the window are talking about something.

At the dining table, Rouge and the others are cheeky hoping the food is delicious and Jaja and Nana are still obsessed with juice.

"Aoi"

"Yes?"

Waking up the head I was keeping, Aoi looked at me.

"No, I just called"

"What is it?"

Really, I just kind of wanted to call it in and see.

Aoi laughed and headed to the dining table.

Yes, I just called.

Then definitely, because Aoi will respond.

Someone next door will get back to me. I want you to do that because I'm too embarrassed to ever tell you that I'm so happy with such a natural thing.

"... that idiot prince needs to understand."

Squeeze every single one so hard that no one can hear you.

Tomorrow, I'll beat up with the prince.

How much can people be saved just because there are people to support them on the side.

He doesn't realize that.

That's why I'm trying to keep Cayone away.

I'm sure he has the best understanding of Cayonne.

Nana to Jaja.

Shohei's father.

Rouge to Aoi and Mikuma.

Saabs and Makio.

Officer Dougie to Mr. Yury.

With all this support from so many people, I'm finally standing here as one person.

The happiness I got and what he's about to let go of may be the same.

We'll see about that tomorrow.