"Kaisel?... No, isn't it someone else?
I missed my gaze before Regina, who looked completely drunk.
"Don't shimmer! There's no way I'm wrong about you! You can't pretend to be irrelevant!
Don! and he screams as he slaps the bottom of an empty jock against the table.
I'm going to turn my attention to what's wrong with the guests around me. What was in their gaze was a darker color of curiosity than fear.
Oh...... I was trying to pretend to be irrelevant because I knew this was going to happen.
"Hey. You're Kaisel, aren't you? Hmm?"
"Oh. That's right. It's Kaisel. So get your hands off my chest."
It's time for my breath to get bitter.
Are you gonna have a murder shack at the tavern?
"... Hmm. Something you should admit honestly from the start. Don't think you can deceive my eyes. I think I've seen you for years."
Regina threw up like that and sat in the empty seat at the table we surrounded. Lay a slender, stretched leg together.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. They'll think we're part of a vicious drunk, too.
I often come to this tavern, but what if I'm banned?
"Hey. Add some ale."
"Regina. You, aren't you drinking a little too much?
When I complained to Regina about asking for booze early in the day,
"I have no muscle to complain about my only pleasure but my sword"
and was lightly thrust back.
"The only pleasure," I said. "You don't have any hobbies or anything?
"You think I sew or cook?
"No, I'm sorry. It was a stupid question."
Regina has been clumsy enough for a long time to be unusual.
If I sewed it, I broke the needle, and if I cooked it, I destroyed the cookware with suspicion.
Regina, who had no taste other than the sword. Now it seems to mean booze in addition to swords. I can't beat the end of it just because I have the deceptive money.
"Alcohol is good. Only when you're drinking, you're bored."
"What about the sword?
"... what is it"
"You used to say that. Only when you're holding the sword, when you feel alive. I guess I still have that feeling."
"I wonder"
Regina stirred up the liquor with a boring looking face.
"The only time I can feel alive is when I feel death next to me. You don't get a raw feeling in an environment where there's no one in line."
In short, it would mean that the right person is gone.
There are not so many who can fight on equal footing with her who has become too strong. Not human, not demonic. Most of them are not even at her feet.
"About the time I had a meeting with you before. It's been a while since my heart started pouring."
Regina shrugged to solitude as she stared into the void. He stirred up the liquor at hand again so that his voice and chest could be dispelled.
Irene, who was watching the scene, asked me a favor.
"Um. What is your relationship...?
Shit. I was totally leaving her.
It just looks like a malicious drunk wrapped around a crumb from the side.
"She... Regina's known me for a long time."
That's how I explain Regina to Irene.
"My dad and Regina have been dating since before we were born," Merrill said to capture him.
"I've known Mr. Merrill since before he was born..."
Irene seemed to think of something there. I opened my eyes wide.
"- Ha! But maybe Regina is a woman who used to hang out with Mr. Kaisel!?
"- Buh!"
To Irene's derived reasoning, Regina erupted the liquor she had in her mouth. The splash came down on me sitting in front of me.
Again......
"Hey you! Why would I conclude that!?
I said as Regina dyed her face to a different redness than she was drunk.
"I felt a lot of intimacy between you two. That's not the kind of affection that can only be given to intimate men and women once."
When Irene talked that far, she accelerated her delusions even further.
"What if you're the mother of the Merrills!? That means you are Mr. Kaisel's ex-wife!?
"Were you?
and Merrill made it right.
"Well, should I call you Mom?
"Who's your ex-wife? Don't certify a person as an obstetrician on your own! If I wasn't my mom, I wouldn't remember lodging this guy in my stomach or giving birth!
Regina denied everything so as to roll it up.
"Me and Kaisel are just old buddies! Nothing more or less! Will you stop speculating?"
"What. Were you..."
Irene was bowing her chest down like a ho.
"I was wondering if you two were in the company of men and women... I was relieved to hear the words of denial from Regina."
"I'm relieved. I thought this guy was my mom."
"Don't take it personally about people. Don't be a wife or a mom."
and Regina said in a risky voice to blame.
Tilting the jock and drinking up the ale inside, she turned her frigid eyes to me.
"... so? Kaisel, why are you with this woman?
There is a shade of blame in my eyes.
"Now I'm a magic school lecturer. Mr. Irene is a colleague. We're here for a drink to exchange educational theories."
"- A lecturer? You've been great, too."
Regina's words, pouting and grunting, were ironic.
"But that's unusual. I can't believe Regina's into other people. Was there anything else you were wondering about Mr. Irene?
"Hmm. I can see that."
and Meryl said as she nibbled.
"Mr. Regina wondered if my dad had a girlfriend, didn't she?
"Become -!?"
Regina opened her pupils to Meryl's allegations.
"Think of what you're going to say...... Don't say the right thing!
"You were a star."
Meryl doesn't break Nimanima and her spare grin, even if she gets Regina's intimidation. The thickness of the liver balls is the best of the three sisters.
"I was just wondering if my old buddy was living a truly lost life. I won't allow you to imitate my face like mud."
I laughed bitterly in front of Regina, who threw up like that as she put her arms together.
"... dude. What's wrong with you?
"No, I thought you were that kind of guy. It usually creates an unfathomable feeling, but it's surprisingly good to take care of it."
"... Hmm. Don't take it personally."
Regina's ears slightly blushed as she turned away from the lid. I also found out that it wasn't because I was drunk.