He came to the inn with heavy footprints, took the head office out of the storage bag, kept it on the ground, and decked it.

There is equilibrium and a lifeline, but now forgive me. I'll do it when I calm down.

When he entered the hall and headed to the dining room, Ocan and his father were facing each other with something that looked serious.

What the fuck are you doing? I sat at the table thinking, and asked Doremi for brala juice.

Almost there till noon, but only us and our parents are in the dining room. Well, there are sapples in the kitchen, but now is a good time. It won't be long now.

Watching Okan and his father say something as he slammed onto the table.

I don't know what you're talking about because we're discussing it in a small voice, but I know from the look on your face that you're saying something serious.

... a couple fights...?

I can't believe it, but it wasn't like that.

"Master. I brought you"

Something tropical-style brala juice was placed on the table, but I didn't have the energy to penetrate it. Thank you. Ahem.

"Hey, bei. Those two, what are you doing?

Doremi, who could do so, seemed to have brought proper pretzels as well, pointing to Okan and Father's lord with Brala juice in one hand.

What... what are you doing?

When I looked at the two of them, my husband was going and pressing each other for you to go.

Looking at the couple's comic talent a lot, then, they decided it was up to the two of us, and they came this way. What the hell?

"Be, be. I need to talk to you for a second. Ready?"

My father, who looks serious. You don't mind if I do?

Then he was taken to the one between the enclosures. What the hell?

They brought me between the enclosures, but neither of us will open our mouths. We're staring at each other, and my husband says it again and pushes me to say it.

I don't know, but I decided to wait instead of brala juice. Whatever.

When I drank slowly, I finally settled, and Ocan turned his serious face to me.

"Beh. I'm not in a position to say this, but stop it."

What? What, all of a sudden?

"Stop what?

Subjects, predicates, do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no-do-no. I have no idea.

"That's him."

"That guy? Who the hell is that?

So tell me so I can understand.

In Okan, he sees his father. I don't want to explain it so I can see.

"Ah what. I know it's okay if you decide, but it still tastes bad. - No, I'm not saying it's bad, am I? It's just a little too far away, huh?

My father didn't even know what to do. Interpreter, summons!

"Maybe you're talking about Fiara?

I couldn't summon the interpreter, but a famous detective showed up for me. Oh, you mean Pritsy.

"What does a lady say?

"If you ask me, I have as many daughters as you do. Isn't that right? You won't have any children, no matter how much."

"Ah? I guess you don't mind having a child. My daughter has to leave it with Colin."

There are saliva and toala over there, and my daughter is motivated. I don't know what the problem is.

"Because you're too old!

"Isn't it nice because you're older? Not too young, not too old. I know it feels like the season."

Well, it depends on the lady's efforts to keep the season, but you can stay light ten years for the season, that guy.

"... sir..."

And, My Mother, who still clings to my father with a crying face. Really, what the hell?

"Bae. Rethink."

"That's right. Why can't you Sullivari or Toala!?

Huh? Why are there saliva and toalas out here? Did you hear anything from me?

"Hey, bei. Maybe we're not having a conversation, are we?

A famous detective said that while tilting his neck.

"What do you mean you're not engaged?

"Mm-hmm. You feel like you're dissatisfied with someone you're married to because of the way your mom and dad talk and feel, don't you?

Mr. Dad, I'd like to ram hard into your mom, but the kid who can read the air activates a through fist, a hundred times. Forced there to be deleted.

"What? Why are you talking like that?

"I'm not sure either, Mom, but didn't you think Bei brought Fiara here as his wedding partner?

What, that mystery reasoning? Whatever it is... there it is, my mother...?

Apart from Ocan's mythology, if you rehearse what you've been talking about... you'll be like that. Huh!?

"No, no, no, why is that! Father, did I tell you I was going to start doing business? You also said you'd bring someone in to leave the full powers to you, right? So why are you doing that?

"That's not why"

And the famous detective opens his mouth, not the fan...

"I leave the plenipotentiaries to you. Normally, you can't leave it to others, can you? Someone special if you want to leave it to me. I don't think it's a special relationship. Well, if you're a bei, you'd be someone else, but if you liked it, I guess you looked different from your mother's eyes?

Well, what did it look like, my mother?

"... you haven't been good enough for your age or your young kids for a long time, you're oddly kind to your wives, and that's why you like older people, not mature women..."

I fell with Batan.

... I was watched like that by my mother...

Yes, I'm certainly not interested in my age or my young daughter, and I'm not a paedophile. Even in my thirties I look good because I have memories of my previous life. But my mother thinks I like mature women, or heartbreak magic shock. It's a blow to hatred...

"... p, pritzan, please..."

I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore. Let me die for a while. And help me restore my honor by resolving this misunderstanding. Gaku......