The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"Master Grey, what is' papa '... what is it...?

"Huh...?

"That one, he said Guru was Plum's dad...?

"Oh, that's"

I'm lost in the boulders for Pram's sudden questioning attack.

Strangely tilting his neck and looking up at me, Plum is an artificial life form (homunksl), so naturally, there is no such thing as parents.

It's a pseudo creature I created with inorganics, organics, and special ancient magic.

But you wouldn't understand the reason I told this kid (Plum) to listen.

It's about Pram, every time I meet someone like this, I say, "Greg is Pram's" Pa Pa "-!" But if they say so, that's the tragedy.

Why can't I have an 18-year-old...

Nevertheless, it seems cute to chill out an innocent plum.

That's right, this is the time when you have my specialty in magic.

- Search magic (Ggol)! Search terms...... 'Dad', 'Child', 'Description'.

I chant in my heart.

The information pops up in front of me one after the other, about blinking.

Sleeping in the millennial library (the Southern Library), it's a moment of immense human wisdom that gives me wisdom.

By the way, I'm in the 'External Display Off' state now, so the display is visible only to me.

The sight of letters coming up one after the other picked up with keywords from ancient books is a mechanism similar to the original world's online search engine or augmented reality.

> About 68,000 results

> 'Tell me: I'm a single mother. I gave birth unmarried and my two-year-old son...'

> "Trial Record: A Child Goes Home from Nursery" How Can You Not Have a Dad and... "

> 'Book: Where does the baby come from? ……

……

... something different.

Without finding a convenient answer, I give up my search.

There's not always an answer for anything. Even though you can find as many demonic traits, weaknesses, and tactics as you want, search magic (Gogol) is hard to use for life choices, troubles, and especially vague questions like this.

I put my hands on the head of the plum waiting for an answer.

"Plum, listen carefully. I'm not your type. But I'm the one who made you. He's not my dad... but he may be full. No, it's not."

I can explain things that I don't really understand. Naturally, Plum seems to have become increasingly confused.

Terrible sage, I think to myself.

One of these kids' questions, the real me, I can't answer them properly.

"No... right? Plum, I don't know. But... if you're with Greg the whole time, that's fine..."

That's how Plum leaned down and tied his lips to a single letter.

"Then don't worry, we'll be together forever. Promise."

That's about all I can say right now.

As much as I'm staying with you, if that's all you need.

"Are you sure -...?

Pooh, my face looses when I get a floating smile.

"Speaking of which, is Brother Io and Sister Rio still there?

"He was there before... but not now"

The parents of the brave aspiring twins Pram admired lost their lives in earlier Demon King wars.

"Phew..."

Plumb didn't try to hear any more about whether there was anything to go by.

Just in time, a dummy voice rang calling me from behind the mansion.

It's the Oba union in the village who finished cleaning the mansion and kept it up for dinner.

"Sage! Dinner's ready! Your friends and your support, Guffoo."

What the last guff.

"Oh, thank you.... Pram, help me with my salary"

"Yes it is -!

After giving a strange salute to where he remembered, Pram rushed out and went into the back of the mansion.

Speaking of which, I'm also hungry. When I look up at the sky, a crow is rushing my way through the sky, which began to stain oranges.

Faria came to see me today, and it's going to be a fun dinner.

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"Well... Atashi and the others have to do dinner at home, so here we go."

"The change is in Nave, Plum, you can do it, can't you?

"Yes it is -!

Pram answers Oba union with a weird salute. Sounds like a boom.

"Your friend too...... take your time....... Guffoo"

"Ohoho......!

While leaking a creepy inclusive laugh, Oba's union faces went home.

What the fuck. The approximate laugh.

"Well... the job is perfect"

I took my breath out of my nose and looked at the table.

There were so many dishes lined up there that I did not spare any praise for preparing well in a short time. Grilled meat herbs, vegetable soup, and warm bread. Plus fruit picked in the village.

It's a home-cooked dish from the village of Fibonocci, with qualities but flavours.

The smell that seems to give me an appetite.

The room with the table is about fifteen tatami dining in terms of the unit of the original world, illuminated by a warm lamp light.

When it comes to lights in this world, it's a lamp or candle of perfumed oil that can be picked from trees.

Of course, there are demonic stone lamps that enclose magic in gems and glow, but they are the lighting of the rich and royal aristocracy.

I'm like a wizard's end, too, so it's not like I can't make convenient items like that, but one way or the other, these lights calm me down.

My friend Faria just got a little restless.

Well, because my former fellow adventurers are suddenly my home with kids.

By the way, the misconception that Pram was my child was quickly solved.

Even muscle warriors who are not comfortable counting numbers seem to understand that Plum looks ten years old and that I am eighteen cannot be in a boulder.

I explained once that it was an artificial life form, but I took care of an unaccompanied child, and he only seems to think about it. Well, it helps without being pryed into the details.

"It looks delicious -!

"Right. Shall we eat?"

I just sit in a chair when Pram can't stand it anymore.

"So, then... excuse me"

My friend Faria Raguntus, a female warrior, sits down in a chair surrounding a table lined with dishes.

I can hear the unfamiliar sound of Missi...... coming from the chair's feet, but I don't care.

Speaking of which, Faria doesn't talk much from earlier.

I bet he was usually the guy who talks to Bella Bella on his own with rap...?

I looked at Faria, who sat in front of me by surprise.

They took off their armor by a boulder and washed it beautifully in the bath from the tip of their head to their feet, which makes them overall small and beautiful.

The clothes... that? Were there any women's clothes in this mansion?

Dress style with white and clear, loosely wide open chest area. Her hair is nicely done and she doesn't feel like the usual gobbly beast.

The clothes must have been prepared by the Oba union, but a piece of plum and good really carefree people.

"G... Greg, don't be seen so much... that, isn't it embarrassing"

Faria blushes her cheeks and puffs away her emerald-colored eyes.

The light of the lamp gently illuminates the white skin and silver hair so that it is clear.

"Are you embarrassed when your defenses go down?

"Here, I don't know about these perky... thin clothes... ah... I don't really wear them, so I don't know if that's restless or weird"

"It's not weird, it's rare."

"Ya, I knew it was weird!?

"No... normal..."

"Oh well!

I'm about to erupt honestly when I see the "stripping" of a big female warrior who leaves her blushing, twitching, and out of position.

Woman warrior Faria who never tries to take off her armor at any time.

I don't even remember seeing it in the midst of a long adventure. But now the world is at peace.

I think you can wear these clothes.

"No, Falia, you... didn't you take off your armor and the protection of your ancestors' English spirits disappear?

"Oh, yeah! That's right, Greg! Even if you complain because the protection disappears, those ladies are forced to..."

"'Cause you, your armor stinks..."

Looking at the garden at sunset, I could see that the beautifully washed armor was dried to the rope given between the tree and the tree. It will be tomorrow to dry.

"Fuck, the smell is rude!

"haha"

Look at each other, laugh.

I used to laugh at women warriors who didn't strive to take off their armor even on previous adventures.

This is how it feels...... it's been a while.

Plum watched us interact with each other, open-mouthed. It's an adult conversation, isn't it? And he seems oddly impressed.

"Well, silly stories aside, let's eat before the food gets cold"

"Ooh, ooh! Right! Right!? I'll eat. I will!

Faria starts eating Bakubaku for real. It's a beast.

"We eat plums, we eat plums -!

Start eating munchkins and prams too.

After a meal, we blossomed in the old story, toasting with grape juice (because we're minors).

"But wild caucasian meat sucked."

"Really? Greg's got weak teeth."

"You're too tough."

Watching the swinging candlelight reminds me that I seared and ate the meat of a beast that I had finished while in the wilderness.

It's burnt! Or the boned meat of Faria's specialty cooking was lavish and delicious.

Later in the night, Pram began to sleep at his desk with his stomach swollen.

The yodale is dripping, but it seems pleasant so I'll leave it there.

It's time for adult (but not adult) talk from here on out.

"Faria......"

"Hey, what's up, Greg?"

I couldn't stand it while it was weird, and I thought, let's say something, yes, just give it a proper compliment.

"Still a brilliant muscle, huh?

It was a word that made me mouth to mouth, but it seemed like a thoughtful failure. As soon as Faria blushed and hid her chest muscle (...), she became more and more silent.

………………

"Oh, I've been reading so many books, I don't have any muscles!

I had to make a dumb laugh without knowing what to look like at a time like this.

"... idiot"

"Huh?"

- Because you work out differently! Shall I work out Greg too!? I was expecting a scratch that I clapped a little.

I accidentally glanced into Faria's eyes at the voices that disappeared.

The light is shaking with beautiful gemstone-like eyes.

"Actually...... I'm here today because I need to talk to you about one thing."

"Oh, my God, change it."

I know I didn't just come to see you.

But what? Consultation.

"Wah... me... me..."

"I?"

"Wow... Me!

"Is that Kenshiro? Oh, my God. Clarify it."

I turned my face bright red like a volcano just before the eruption, and I thought I inhaled my breath, once and for all.

"Wow, me and... I want you to hang out!

"Ha!?

- What? Huh!? What, it... what... joke?

Continued