Shinario-dōri ni Taijō Shita no ni, Imasara Nan no Goyōdesu ka?

"For the most part, I don't know if it's a tour of the City Attorney's investigators or field training, but you can do that in King's Capital. You don't have to go to such a dangerous place."

"Hey, if I rufest. Isn't that Mist's favor? It's a long vacation, and I'm tempted to let you spend it with your girlfriend."

"You don't need that kind of favor."

"Well, Master Mist has always been very mindful of things like that. Hey, you."

"Ugh...... um"

Your mother suddenly talks to you, and your father replies very badly.

I wonder if this is a romantic story between your father and your mother that I told the mist manager before. I wonder if Mist was involved in anything.

If so, do you also know that the mist manager has a good face for your father?

"Anyway! I don't feel the need to go all the way to such a remote place. As far as I can tell, it's more of a safety issue, isn't it? I disagree."

"The town itself is not particularly insecure. Mr. Oz was worried about the collision between Leo and a local vendor."

"I know that..."

Whimpering in a small voice. Rufus is pointing his lips, but this is the one who wants to persevere.

I can't believe you're trying to stop me by manipulating me, knowing I'm not so insecure.

I'm sorry, Rufez, but I know you're worried about me, but I really want to go to Cooley.

"Me, I have improved my magic and protective skills better than before, and more importantly, I have heard that the city well officers are just a bunch of basics and arms for an investigation in the city well. I think it's safe to assume that the mist manager will be chosen to accompany me."

"That alarm is dangerous."

When I glanced a little at Rufest, who disagreed everywhere, I was so awkwardly distracted. This one's a bad bat, too, but we can't just leave here.

There, your mother's help ship went in.

"I think I can let you go. First of all, I can't believe we don't usually see each other so much. Isn't that too much work for the rookie Leo? I can't believe you're on such an expedition."

"You could stare at me."

Though your father seems uncomfortably distracted from his gaze, his mother deliberately moves into his father's sight and stares adorably at him.

"Please, Father."

Ask your father diligently.

"Ugh... you two, don't look at me like that"

As I endured both my mother's gaze, at last, your father raised his hands.