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

The knife sounds in tonnes and petty rhythms.

I gleefully caught a belly bug making a scene about the fragrant smell I could stand in, I sat back on the couch with my thoughts on the sight of dinner to come, and I glanced into the kitchen.

Shohei with plenty of room for a nose song and Aoi glittering with vegetables with a serious face.

Come on! Super hard! I'm hungry!

"Nyamaru Nyamaru"

"Oh!

At my feet are Jaja, who moves kind of refreshingly with her petan and butt on the baby mat, and Rouge, who sits Nana on her lap and sings a song.

"Pong Goro is here too."

"Ahhh! Ugh!

If Rouge sings according to a children's show that runs on TV, Jaja also gets caught and sings fun.

Rouge's face, which rocks his body to the music, is the same true face as usual.

I've come to understand somehow lately, but Rouge's emotional expression appears more on his body than on his face.

I guess I'm still happy to have Jaja and Nana. A solid-looking tail is shaking a pretentious floor sleigh.

If you look closely, your face is also slightly reddened.

Yeah, it sounds fun and most importantly.

What Jaja and the others are watching right now is a children's show for infants, a mast of recent wind hospitality, which Jaja and Nana both love to wear.

Cat Dressing Grumpy Nyamaru and Tamaru Dressing Grumpy Ponggoro. I don't care how you look at it. Olko the half-fish dolphin dressed, and Takel the human child.

That show, where those three and one play about enough with Wygaya Gaya, now accounts for the bulk of our recorder's capacity.

It's because of the slightly dirty way Jaja and Nana start to distract themselves by streaming this show.

'Cause we're both obsessed with seeing it.

Thirty minutes on the show, enough for the first half of the show. Later twenty minutes, the song's sister and the song's brother sing a nursery rhyme for children or play a little dimensional play. Because I do it every day, I don't seem to get tired of Jaja or Nana.

The song Rouge is singing right now is an opening, and all the wind houses can sing it. Me too, of course.

That's because I've seen it many times.

"Takel, I don't know if you or Olko have any. See, Nana, too."

"Ah?

Nana, suddenly prompted by Rouge, looked back at Rouge in wonder.

Oh, you're not worried about Nori today?

"Ah! Bye! Bye!

If you came with your sister in that regard, you'd still be up and running.

I'd be surprised if I got up.

"Kaoruhei, Nana looks like an omelet"

"Hmm?"

Oh, if you look closely, your eyes are already closing. What is this? Don't even sleep with Jaja after this show.

"Hey Aoi. Nana's going to sleep."

Calling into the kitchen, Aoi looked up in apron aligned with the same color of hair.

"Yes. Shohei-san, can I give you some boobs?

"Yeah. I'm almost there, I'm fine."

"Thank you. I'll sit down. Nana, I'm coming."

Aoi rushed over to the couch, taking off his apron and folding it.

"Look, sit over here. It's time for my dad to come home."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Kaoruhei. Nana, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No."

I held up Nana reaching for Aoi on Rouge's lap and sat down next to me.

Well, breastfeeding before bed at night is still a joint effort between the two of us, but other than that, there's no turning for me.

So let's help Shohei.

I get up off the couch and head to the kitchen instead of Aoi.

"What's left?

"Plates."

Copy that.

Pass behind Shohei, who has vegetables in the salad bowl without looking at this one, and stand in front of the stove. Aromatic smell from the pan being set on fire.

Uh-huh. Are you a beef stew today, chef! I can't stand it!

"Whoa, is this good for the plate?

Five deep round plates were removed from the cupboard behind them.

"Yeah. Yes, this is the balls"

"All right, here we come."

I received the balls handed to me by Shohei and placed the plates in the space next to the sink.

Open the lid of the pan and stir in the balls.

Wow, that looks delicious.

That's our chef and his apprentice.

Whisk the pan with the balls and take a plate.

I poured the wrapped stew onto the plate and placed it on the counter.

"Rouge, I'm sorry, but can you put me on the table?"

"Mm-hmm. Roger. Jaja's this way."

Rouge, sitting under the couch, nodded gently, gently lifting Jaja next to him and causing him to sit down next to Aoi sitting on the couch.

Kerakera and laughing. Its eyes are nailed to the TV.

"Jaja loves Pongoro."

"Ah!

When Aoi talks to Jaja while holding Nana, Jaja replies well.

It's true, right?

Jaja is a skeleton to Ponggoro, who is set to be the beast man of Danuki, the sloppy child.

Every time I come out on the screen, I shake a lot happily.

I get a little jealous. He's always been a jerk, huh?

Dad, I can't admit that kid for a second.

"Kaoruhei, this?

"Oh, yeah, that's it. 'Cause I'm gonna tray it out now."

Rouge, who was coming to the counter kitchen at some point, spoke to me over the counter.

Shit, shit, shit. I almost dyed black with a little unpopular jealousy.

What do you need to get mucked up about? Really.

I opened the door under the sink and took out the tray, placed it on the counter and put the dish on top.

"Mm-hmm. Looks delicious. Everything I eat since I came to this house is delicious and I'm really happy. Because dragons only eat grass, rocks and raw meat."

"Aoi did the same thing, come on. Why are dragon breeds so insensitive to food?

Horns and tails, Aoi and wings, but other than that, they're a pretty messy species when it comes to food, even though they're not so different from us humans.

Before Aoi came to this house, he said he was burning and eating monsters of the Tooth Rock Dungeon with lightning, and he shouldn't listen to what Rouge is saying right now.

"Mm-hmm. We dragons are quite a mess because it's a long life. I think we all think it would be nice if we could eat it and be hungry."

Is it a good idea to come with a lot of mess?

Rouge went to the table with a tray where the plate could no longer be put on in about three.

I'm home.

My father's voice comes from the front door.

"Oh. Dad, you're home. Just in time."

"Ah, brother, carry this away too"

Without waiting for my reply, Shohei rattles her slippers and runs to the front door.

"True, he looks like his new wife."

You went to pick up my dad's bag and backpack. Anyway.

He is not a belt stained or such level, but a younger brother like the young lady of the newlywed Hoya Hoya.

Brother, I'm a little worried about you, Shohei-kun.

"Oh, Rouge, so is this."

Speaking to Rouge, who finished transporting the tray to the table, he placed the salad bowl that Shohei had left at the counter.

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

Rouge, who nodded gently, returns with a plate down from the tray.

"Ah! Ah! Ugh!

The children's show progressed sometime until the part where the song's brother and sister sang nursery rhymes.

Listening to that song, Jaja is slapping her hand with a patsy to get her hands together.

Mmm! That sense of rhythm, our daughter Ko, is probably a genius.

Nana usually sings just like Jaja, so if she puts it on the world as a twin idol duo, it's bound to be amazing.

But I won't let that happen. That's what happens when you grow up!

"I'm home, guys."

My father came into the living room.

He's kind of a fun nibbler as he pulls his tie off forcefully.

Shohei with a bag and a back came in from behind.

"Welcome back, Dad."

Welcome back, Father.

Welcome back, stepfather.

Me, Rouge and Aoi each reply.

"Jaguar, Naner. Oh, my God, you're home. Are you breastfeeding?"

They even came near the couch and noticed Aoi holding Nana sideways.

Immediately change the direction of your body and come to the kitchen.

I can only see the back of Aoi from here.

"Oh!

Until Nana's minute of obsession with her mom's tits, Jaja replied back to her father fine.

"It's you now. Uh, I'm tired. Shohei, can I have a drink today?

The voice is not as visible as it sounds. But my father speaks to Jaja properly.

This is the same for us.

Ignorance is not good because you are a baby.

"Fine. With the rice?

Shohei replied as she hung her back on the hanger rack next to the living room.

I'm giving elementary school permission to drink. Home, I guess. About us.

"Oh Thankyou. Yes, everyone, listen up. Oh, Aoi, just listen to me."

Turning the sleeve of the white shirt, my father called us in a little whisper, mindful of the sleeping nana.

I wonder what it is. That's not true.

"Kaoruhei and Shohei both start their summer holidays next week, right? So I thought I'd at least travel a little bit lightly. I rented a cottage."

Huh?

"No, wait, wait, wait. Cottages, where's that money?"

"Dad... what's going on?"

"Uh-huh. Shohei stay. Stay calm."

The color disappeared from my brother's face at once.

So much for me to panic about so much change.

Shit. This is serious.

Our Minister Ozo is angry, Father!

"Listen to me till the end, Sho. Even if it's a cottage, it belongs to a good ancestor. It's generous and free. Well, I have to start cleaning up instead."

"It's good for free. It's good for free"

Shohei turned to a refreshing smile. Fast turnaround. That's awesome. Hey.

"Eh? The family that specializes in it uses the cottage in the middle of summer, but it seems to be difficult to clean it every year. So instead of lending it to us, he wants us to finish the mess. What do you say? We can still say no now, huh?

"Is it cleaning?

Aoi twisting his neck over the couch and looking at his father.

Apparently, Nana's already asleep.

"Let me look at the drawings, but it's a pretty big cottage. That's a lot of cleaning."

Yeah, then don't go through the muscles.

In short, you're just talking about how hard it is to clean, right?

That's why they're letting us do it and lending us a cottage for that fee.

"Where's your cottage?"

"It's about a two-hour drive from here. It's in a mountain of streams. Bring it to the summer shelter, huh?

Oh, that's good.

The heat and humidity of this town, which is relatively high altitude, has come to a rather terrible level, even in the summer, refraining from production.

Jaja and Nana really want to take them outside to play too, but in any case, it's the heat that makes even adults sound weak.

It's not very good for the baby's body.

My cooler home is certainly comfortable, but it's pathetic to say that that's why it's always indoors.

"I agree. I want Jaja and Nana to play."

"I'm fine, too. If you decide on a proper budget."

Cottages are free, but we have to prepare our own ingredients and drinks.

"I'd like to go too"

"Father, if you're in the mountains, my single-stage. Leave it to me."

What are you going to be entrusted with, Rouge?

"Okay, it's up to you. Ask Evening Nacchan and his grandparents. I'll tell Julie from my father."

"Copy that. No. How many years have you been on a family vacation?

I guess I haven't had time to go since my mother died.

My summer has been home or library for about seven or eight years.

Thinking about it, I'm pretty excited.

"Yes, then the first event of the summer vacation at Windy House is decided by two nights in a cottage in the woods! Hey, I'm looking forward to it. I have to buy the twins' swimsuits."

My father seems to have some fun delusions with sparkling eyes that don't look good in middle age.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!

Jaja's was also plugged into the climax.