Shut-in Magician

It was after noon that we arrived in the Wang capital, Lowal.

Everyone was hungry, but decided to go all the way to the Belius Tool Store to unpack first. They would hire a cargo boy if they were supposed to, but Siu used magic to carry him in the previous city, and he did so this time. I don't have a job as an escort and I'm indigested. Eventually, I just put it in the warehouse. He smiled and went home without a chance to help.

Grandpa Stan says the luggage will be sorted later, so Siu turned to the table. The carriage was attached to the back, close to the warehouse, so I took another look at the Belius tool shop from the front. It was a two-story stone building, with the same two-story warehouse in the back, and the shop and warehouse were connected in a short hallway.

The Belius tool shop was on the corner of the road, and the ground floor was glazed so that the inside could be seen. A lattice fence is now installed for security purposes. It had a somewhat "cozy" atmosphere, but it was all over the common people's city and familiar.

The window frames and doors of the store are candy and antique. It's called a lattice fence, and the stone atmosphere was Siu's preference. The whole picture is somewhere nostalgic and cute. I never get tired of watching.

It is said that this is located in the central district near the common street within the Wang capital, and a short distance away is also the Adventurer's Guild. Sounds like a pretty good location.

Looking at it that way, Grandpa Stan opened the door to the shop's table.

"It's late, but I thought I'd go to lunch"

They've cleaned up all the ingredients and nothing to go on the purchasing journey. Grandpa Stan and Siu took a trip to the nearby dining room.

Grandpa Stan explained to me that the Vurst dining room, with its small entrance, was a few minutes away on foot. When I open the store door, I can tell it's deep. From the vicinity of the kitchen behind it, a voice was immediately heard.

"Grandpa Stan! Are you back? That was fast."

The shopkeeper-like man seemed to be taking a break because it was past noon. Next to him is a woman his age cleaning the table with a cloth towel. She was sneering, too.

"Oh, Grandpa Stan. Welcome home."

"Mm-hmm. I managed to come home fine. Wow."

"That's good. Emina's worried too. Whoa, a meal, huh?

"Well, well, well. My stomach is full. Me and this girl, too."

"All right, here we go! Boy, is there anything you don't like? Anything?

"Ah, yes. I'll take care of it."

When he lowered his head with a dust, the shopkeeper's man was a little surprised, and then he laughed and went into the kitchen. The sioux sat at a table near the kitchen. A woman came,

"Hello, I say Siu. Best regards,"

And when I say hello, she's, oh well! and laughed happily.

"Hi, I'm Ariella. My husband is Garcia, the big man from earlier."

Sure enough, the shopkeeper was a good fleshy big man. Both the couple are in their thirties or so and are hazy.

"Hey, Grandpa Stan. What's wrong with this girl?

"Mm-hmm. Ask for an escort. Now that you're a good girl, I'm going to let you live away from my house."

"... eh, eh?

To her surprise Ariella, Siu looked in trouble, wondering if it was just insane to live away all of a sudden. But that was an overthought.

"Were you letting such a little kid escort you? Grandpa Stan, you must have spooked me."

I doubt it. Even though it's hazy, I think it's enough, but Grandpa Stan is just laughing at me for getting used to it.

Just now, Ferres, who had slept quietly on Siu's chest until just now, woke up. He's looking around with only his face out of his chest, squirming.

Ariella also seemed to have noticed, stopped questioning Grandpa Stan and looked at the sioux.

"... oh my god, kitten"

"Excuse me. I'm a beast rider, but I knew you couldn't take me into a restaurant."

"I'm just a kid, and I need to get him on my desk. That's fine. What, are you really a beast boy? Oh, well!

When she shouted out loud, she approached me, as she rammed into Siu. Ferres was surprised, and then he rang and dived into his clothes.

"Oh, uh, no! You got away with it."

When she sifted and shook her body, and looked at her dressed like she was bored, she was a siu with strange feelings that no matter how old she was, she seemed like a girl.

Although Ariella was intrigued by Ferres, she fell asleep while she was pounding and stroking and calming, so unfortunately, the next time we talked about it.

Meanwhile, I was able to cook. Garcia brought it to me, and Ariella hastily brought me the rest of the plate.

On the table were bowl-stuffed dishes from the shop's sign menu, as well as other black bread and salad and pumpkin soup.

Eating them deliciously, Grandpa Stan tells Garcia and Ariella about meeting Siu and letting her live away. The two said nothing particularly worrying, so Siu was relieved to ho.

Two women came into the store after eating the dish and the sioux were drinking after-dinner incense tea.

"Oh, Akiera and Emina."

"Grandpa!

A young woman is running and jumping on Grandpa Stan. Oops, and around being accepted, Grandpa Stan is still fine.

"'I'm home already,' the neighbors told me! Why didn't you come here first?"

I'm starving.

"Already!"

Puffy, but young, feminine. Siu smiled and looked softly at the two of them, but he just noticed the presence of a third party. I turned my gaze to Siu.

"Oh, uh, do you know Grandpa?

"Right, Emina. This is Sioux speaking."

Siu decided to name it after herself properly.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Siu-Aquila. I'm an apprentice adventurer soon to be twelve."

She opened her eyes in amazement, then rushed to live there, but responded with her chest stretched.

"Oh, I'm Emina. Emina-Belius. Seventeen. Uh, I have a husband named Dmitre!

Then she turns to the girl she came into the store with and invites her hand.

"She's Akiera. I'm a kid from this store."

"Hello"

When Siu greeted him, Akiera also looked a little surprised. Then, after seeing Emina and Grandpa Stan, I turned to Siu and interviewed him.

"Hello"

When I said that, I rushed to my parents for some reason and hid behind them.

I was anxious to know if it was even a crude phase, but Emina told me the answer.

"Uh, I'm surprised! I've never seen such a polite kid before!

"Emina or. You're a bit of a mess..."

Grandpa Stan says as if he was frightened. But I'm not disparaging. There was a grin on that face and it said that my granddaughter was loving.

I naturally think it would be nice. Siu is separated from his blood relatives early in his previous life and in this world. My raised parents are dead, too. I wish I could get married in this life, but this is on the edge too, and it's like a child or something dreamy. Not to mention can you do it to yourself, such as grandchildren?

Second, I felt the warmth of my chest.

That's right. There was this kid.

I don't envy you. Ferres is here. Besides, I might meet someone somewhere someday. Even God was there for me, so let's believe that there's a presence somewhere that makes me a family.

Siu continued to stroke the warm presence of his chest as he listened to the conversation between the two ponies.

When she calmed down, Emina introduced herself in detail. She just got married and said she would enjoy her honeymoon for a few years and now she's out of the house. Currently, I come to the store number of Belius Tool Store on the street. He just started learning about the store as a heir.

This time, Grandpa Stan went on a major purchasing journey, and he seemed worried as a rookie shopkeeper and grandson. When I found out that Siu had helped me along the way, he was very grateful.

He was also fully aware that he would live away, and he was slapping his chest when he helped clean up and clean up.

At night her husband Dmitre also turned up, at the main house behind the Belius Tool Store, becoming a "welcome home & welcome party".

Dmitre is a tool maker, and he also works in a store with a deal with Belius Toolstore, and he got to know Emina on the edge of it. It was Emina who would succeed Belius Toolstore, and he said working as an artisan was sexually appropriate. I understand very well talking about the oligarchy but hard work in making tools.

The exact opposite of that oligarchy Dmitre was Emina, and she was talking without a pull. One night alone, in the approximate history of the Belius family, I could see to her taste.

Somehow, it was a stormy night. So much so that Grandpa Stan pulled me into the bedroom saying, Emina, let me go to bed already...