Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More! (WN)

From the next day on, I began to be raided by children like a day in a row.

For the children of the unchanged village, my blue and silver hair, my different colored eyes and my adorable appearance seemed to be a sufficient substitute for stimulating curiosity.

Besides, there are only a dozen children in this village. Regardless, if you look at the parishes that bind several villages, there are these several times, but they are not close enough to make it easy for you to come and go between the villages.

Being such a closed community, I can tell you that I was one of those new people who wanted to get involved.

The mansion I live in is one of the biggest in the village.

But let's just say it's only prudent to be home to the heroes of salvation, Lyell and Maria.

Stone two stories.

Four rooms on each floor. On the ground floor there is a dining room, living room, kitchen, bath and study in addition.

Instead of having them upstairs, a balcony was set up so that the laundry could be dried.

A small but also an inner courtyard existed, one corner of which was equipped with a horse house and two horses connected.

The garden was left as a solid trail of Lyell's trained footprints, which proved his serious character.

I guess the day I come and the day I come, I would have flushed the mould here and stepped on the ground to consolidate it.

The border between the garden and the street is separated by a short implant and a fence, and there are only enough objects for even children to transcend if they want to.

It's a big mess because it's a safe village.

We dived into the fence and the children began to attack us.

Until then, the house of heroes meant that there were no children here to sneak in.

Besides, I trained to avoid people, so the villagers never knew they existed.

Regardless, the villagers know I'm here, but they should have seen very little of it.

Anyway, when they found out that I was no different from them, they took away the wall of vigilance.

He walked over the wall in grandeur from day to day and invited me.

"Nicole, Asobo"

Sacramento was growing in a tree outside the village. Let's go eat.

"Again! Boys talk about food all the time."

Kids attacked us when we were sneaking up on magic manipulation training.

Lyell, the lord of this house, is not in the mansion during the day because of his work of policing.

At the same time, Maria has church work, so she's not in the mansion.

I've been out of my hands lately, so I got back to church work.

Regardless, I'm not going to leave one three-year-old in the mansion, so my servant Finia is taking care of me.

The Finia, too, is now keeping an eye out for cleaning the mansion.

As a servant, I haven't been praised very much, but I'm being pushed to manage the mansion and take care of my children at the same time, so it's a thing called cruelty that asks for a lot.

Normal three-year-olds don't move around as active as I do in the first place. If you look away a little, there shouldn't be a problem.

Kids' invitations are inherently annoying to me.

But now I am far more luxurious than an average toddler.

Just play with them, and you'll get enough strength.

"Yeah. Then I'll let Finia know."

"Okay, I'm stuck."

That's what I replied, creating as childish a voice as possible.

Playing with them leads to reassuring my parents who were worried about me, who preferred loneliness.

Anyway, Lyell doesn't want to worry about Maria, who's been looking after her all her life.

And when you get tired of playing, you fall asleep early at night, so you can scold Lyell, who gets depressed when you get home.

That said, no matter how much I think I'm okay, Finia worries if I disappear in silence.

If I do poorly, Lyell may be contacted and it may be even hotter.

I needed to contact you in advance so you wouldn't.

Finia gave me a slightly worried look, but sometimes with the other kids, she allowed me to go out.

Of course it is strictly forbidden to leave the village, though.

I took him with the five children and even came to a tree outside the village.

The village is surrounded by a variety of trees that can harvest fruits from all seasons.

This tree doesn't belong to anyone, so it often replaces children's wives.

The Sacramento tree that you're looking for is part of the fun for the kids.

Sacramento trees were not so tall and branching was good, so even children seemed to be able to climb easily.

From the gap between the blue and the bushy leaves, a small red fruit peeks into his face.

Because the sesame grass is also strong and bushy, falling does not seem to cause serious injury.

Kids split into threesomes and start climbing trees.

One takes Sacramento downstairs. One of them will take it if he falls just in case. Another climbs a tree and drops a Sacramento.

I only have six kids right now, so I can only have two teams.

I went to collect Sacramento with kids my age.

Well, I'll climb a tree and drop Sacramento.

"Oh, Nicole, are you okay?

"It's okay, even if you look like this, you're lighter."

Before I was reincarnated, I was part of a hero. I have had problems with muscle strength and endurance since my previous life, but I have more confidence in reflex nerves and my lightness than in the crowd.

If you're climbing a tree, it's before breakfast. I stretch out my short hands and legs and climb the branches with a leopard.

The speed was unlikely for a three-year-old.

But endurance is still a fatal problem. By the time I climbed through the branches, my breath had been cut off.

"Hey, Nicole, are you sure you're okay?

"Well, let me take care of it."

Pity, but my breath is up and my fingertips are shaking.

But I don't have enough problems to take the fruit. I slowly moved to the end of the branch, and took the fruit of Sacramento and dropped it on the children of the earth.

Eventually we finish everything that is easy to take and we go down to the ground.

So with everyone, I thumped my tongue at the acidity of the fresh Sacramento and enjoyed the taste of spring.

As far as I'm concerned, my stomach was full. Sacramento himself had a good amount, but it seemed a little short to fill the bellies of the six growing up children.

Especially the boys, who seemed to be lacking.

"Hey, don't you want to get it because it's also alive in that tree over there?

"Oh, that tree's across the fence, isn't it?

One of the boys points to one big tree and says so.

That's across the fence from the monster, Sacramento's Great Tree. Probably sprouted ahead of the bird.

But it was, to say the least, outside the village.

"I don't know. Your father's gonna piss me off."

"It's all right! 'Cause that's it, just a little bit? If a monster leaves, you run back and you can run away."

"I don't know."

The momentum of the men begins to push one of the same girls as me. But this is not a good trend.

"No, you can't. I came here on the condition that it was in the village."

"Eh, that's fine. Because we're going alone!

The men dive the fence by simmering their work to girls with an attitude that doesn't boil them off.

The goal of eliminating monsters is that the gap is large and children can dive easily.

"Ah, already!

You can't overlook the outrage of going out there with just kids, no matter how much.

After I kicked the ground and expressed my frustration, I went after him.