Once transferred, Sage, I was reincarnated and became the son of the Demon King. ~ Eh ⁉ The sixteenth place in throne inheritance would be too low ~

The next day.

I woke up in the morning, finished my breakfast, and was crushing my spare time. All those who came with us were spending their thoughts.

When I was crushing my spare time in the prepared room, the door was knocked.

"Lewie, I'm here. I need to talk to you for a second?

How do you call this voice Aunt Mizho?

I knew immediately who it was, so I opened the door and there was an aunt Mizuho.

"What's wrong?

"Let's go more friendly, not in that hard tone anymore. You're my only nephew."

"Ha, is that right"

We all looked like women yesterday. Isn't it often a mistake to be the only one?

"By the way, what can I do for you?

"Oh, I did. Mothers and daughters seem to be coming home sooner than planned, so I'm here to pick you up with me."

My aunt's aunt is my grandmother, and my daughters are my cousins.

I don't know if she's a cousin or a cousin, but I know she's a girl.

All I can say for now is, I hope we're not all like Aunt Mizho.

"Yeah? What's wrong?

"No, nothing."

I accidentally saw Aunt Mizho because I was thinking about it.

Nothing. In the guise of the wind, I go with Aunt Mizho to pick up your grandmothers.

I went out to the front door of the castle with Aunt Mizho.

Aunt Leia and your grandfather Kalishaw were already out there.

"Are you here? It's Lewie."

"Yes."

Hey, what do you care? I don't think they've called you by name for the first time.

I couldn't even talk to him yesterday.

Is it because you didn't have the time to talk?

With that in mind, I'll be in line with my grandfathers. Next door to the right is Aunt Miss Ho. Next door on the left is Aunt Leia.

"Is that her? What do you call Lady Habaki's child?

"Yes."

"You look just like Habaki when he was a little girl."

"Correct, you think it's the child of the Demon King"

He said, "You can't even hold hands if you're one of them."

"Probably a masterpiece."

My servants whispering.

That daddy's a masterpiece. My sister and my brother have a father who can't lift his head.

My personality is not bad. It's a likable personality. It's just that you're not very dignified. He's a good man.

When I was thinking about my father in my hometown, a carriage came into the mansion.

When I saw the carriage, the servants thanked me.

Carriage moving slowly. Stop at the front door.

The door opened before your lord opened it.

And the woman in the carriage went down to the ground.

"I'm home. You. And Mizho and Leia."

"You're home well. Irai."

"" Welcome home. Mother. ""

Your grandfathers greet the woman.

Is this my grandmother Irai Rasatsuki?

I look at him. [M]

He tied one green hair together and had yellow skin that produced the same small horn on his forehead as his skin tone.

Golden eyes with tight eyes. Average height for a woman. Beautiful face you can only see in your thirties or so.

He had a brilliant proposition of kimono-style costumes even from above.

"This trip was great. Go to the sea and play all you want. You could have eaten all the seafood you wanted. I wish you'd come."

"I don't like that kind of busy place."

"Right. Then let's go grab it in the hot springs together this time. Oh, it's not bad to be alone in a quiet place like this."

"Oh, yeah"

"But then you'll look extra old. Then I think you should go somewhere busy and play well."

"Right. But."

"Next time, even in your spare time, let's go on a trip together, shall we? Well, you should invite the whole family to go then. Ha ha."

Grandmother Eli speaks like a machine gun of words.

Is this what machine gun talk is about?

Grandmother Irai speaks so much that her grandfather does not have time to talk.

"Your grandmother. That's all you need to talk about."

The women, who supposedly were in the carriage with them, speak up.

I heard a voice, so I turned to you. [M]

They were all dressed in kimono-style costumes, but each used white, red, light purple, and water colors as the tone of their respective colors.

There was only one child of my height. [M] The other two were about the same height.

The tall man was ponytailing his green hair and growing two gold horns from his forehead.

Black eyes in the long cut eyes. He looked like he had a product. You look like a model in a slender shape.

The other woman was wearing a red kimono-style costume.

Purple hair cut into princess on a classy looking face. This one had horns growing on his side head.

He had red eyes in his big eyes. I felt like a ghost lady when I saw her.

The woman next door looked just like Mizuho to me.

The difference is that the eyes are big eyes, not suspended eyes.

Perhaps this person is Mr. Mizho's daughter Angus or Ayura.

The last one was the shortest of the four. He had twin tails of water colored hair.

Only this kid didn't have horns. Pink eyes with patchy open large eyes. Cute face.

"Your grandfather. I'm home now."

When the tallest man said so and lowered his head, the other three also bowed their heads in alignment.

"Uhm. Good to go home"

"By the way, your grandfather. What about your kid?

"Is this the girl? This girl."

"Well, well, this kid. You don't look just like Habaki when he was little. That's cute. What's your name?

"Ri, it's Lewie"

"Yes. You say Lewie ~. And you look just like you say two melons to Habaki. Could it be that kid's kid? Oh, God."

"That's right. My mother says Habaki."

When I said that, it became quiet around me.

"Nice to meet you. Your grandmother."

I say hello with my head down. [M]

"Shit. This kid. Really that kid's kid?

"Yes, it is."

"Oh, no, no. When did you make such a cute girl? She can tell you about it in a letter, but she doesn't care."

That's what you say, Grandma Irai, holding me tight.

My cousins look at me with a hug. [M]

"This kid. Aunt Habaki's son?

"My aunt left the country before we were born, so we only know it in a portrait, but it's similar."

"It's not going to be so similar and fake."

"Uh-huh. Are you younger than me?

My cousins used to talk to me whenever they saw me.

I thought as your grandmother held me tight.

If there were so many women, your grandfather would be narrow shoulders, too.