The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

Even as the teacher writes, the bird makes trouble for me. [M]

"Ah, hey. Don't poke it, don't poke it." I'm here to make sure. "

You're not satisfied with what I'm doing because I have eggs, and you're poking at me, tickling me fluffily with your tail feathers, and even trying to hold an egg more from above me. Stop it, stop it, it's fluffy!

”Hahaha, maybe the birds missed you, too.”

Looking at me like that from the outside of the nest, Faye is laughing sharply.

"... is that so?"

I tried to ask the birds, but they just croaked with their necks tilted. Well, that's what you are, isn't it?

"Tougo! Don't move!" And the birds! Don't ride on the cane! You can't draw! "

... and Lila draws my eggs next to Faye. When the bird was strangled by Lila, she leaned away from me with a slightly stirring, disgusting snarl.... I've never seen a bird listen to what people say!

"Fufufufu... it's nice to see that the cane is for the eggs of the birds..."

Oh, yeah... I don't really know what Lyla's 'good' is. Hmm.

"... okay. I wonder if this is the case."

After a while, the teacher finished writing the sentence. Then, on the teacher's notepad, the characters were twisted, twisted, and puffed.

... and the eggs are soaked in my stomach.

"Wow."

"Huh. What do you think? Has there been any change?"

The eggs are moving!

Somehow, it was just like, "I'm about to hatch from an egg!"

"Hahaha. That's good......."

When the teacher thought he was laughing, he suddenly winked.

"Whoa, that's dangerous, eww!" It's on a tree, isn't it? "

"Oh, thank you, Faye. I almost fell by accident....."

With Faye's support, the teacher sat down inside the bird's nest and exhaled a sigh.

"I wonder if it's the consumption of magic power." After all, I'm still not used to this feeling. Hmm... if you want to write a sentence and reflect it, you have to do your best to be aware of it. "

I was rather having a hard time drawing so that I wouldn't materialize it.

"I wonder if that's the difference between you and me in the picture and the sentence." No, no, even in the world I wrote myself, if you actually experience it yourself, you won't know what to do. It's really interesting, isn't it? "

The teacher giggles as he sits in a place where the birds' hairs are falling out and fluffy.

"... oh, yes. Sensei. If it's a corner, why don't you try holding the egg until the eggs hatch?"

"Huh? Can I hold the egg?" Hey, bird. I'll hold the eggs if you like... "

Now that I'm inside the hornbird's nest, I think I can give it a try. When I suggested it... the birds were chirping and making a face that I didn't particularly care about. Okay, then.

... so the teacher immediately took an egg from around my stomach and started warming it up with my stomach.

”... this is how your mother feels?”

"Come on...."

Because we have eggs in each of them, perhaps we are thinking differently about each of them.... by the way, what I'm thinking is, "It's nice to have two eggs in a row! 'and Lila, who began to paint. What the hell do you want?

Then, a little later, I noticed that there were no birds.

I thought... birds are coming back, and...

"Ahh!"

"Hmm?... oh, is that an example?"

Turning to the teacher, he pressed his nuts. You know, the one that provokes sickness on top of being in a terrible state!

"If you're going to hold an egg, do you mean eat it?"

The teacher took good care of the bird's thorns, and when he received the fruit from the bird's beak, he began to gaze at it.

"Mr...."

Hmm?

I think we should change the taste of the fruit.

Advise such a teacher from the bottom of my heart. Well, I'm not feeling well, but I think the taste is terrible.

... but...

After a while... the teacher did nothing in particular and said the fruit.

"...... It's a good taste to change the process and writing"

Yeah.

"She's got an incredible face..." She's wrinkled. Her face is wrinkled. "I've taken all my energies, and I look like that..."

"Hmm. But once you try it, it feels like the world is expanding again." Hmm... I don't want to eat it again. "

The teacher concluded that way and turned his face back to a "slightly sinister face", and the bird brought the fresh fruit and dropped it beside the teacher.... that pear, isn't it next to my house? No matter how much I look like "I've been looking for you". Hey, bird.

Then, until the evening, we were warming our eggs. Meanwhile, Lila was painting us, and there was a lot of talk with Faye. In particular, I was very happy for some reason when I told you that I was having trouble talking to girls in my class recently. "Is spring finally coming to Togo too!?" 'That's right. He won't come.

Well, that's what we were chatting about... oh my.

"Oh! It's moving! It's moving!"

"Doctor, calm down. I know you're getting a little hot, but calm down."

The eggs held by the teacher had a tingling foil in them, and from inside, the chick with the beard came out energetically!

The chick that came out with the shell on her head quickly dives under the bird's belly and starts to be warmed up there. The bird squeaked and invited the chick beneath her stomach... and she began to lean her neck with a face like, "Isn't it too soon to come out?" Well, well, maybe it was a little early. But why don't you just leave it to your imagination?

The two remaining eggs that I was warming soon began to move, and the chick was born again in vigor.

Alright, now we're done for.

Seems so.

When all the eggs hatched, the bird seemed to be satisfied while slightly tilting its neck, and did not stop us. All right. I'm going home.

"Haa, I drew it." It was fun. "

"Something's happening, isn't Lyla getting all raspberry lately...?"

Lyla and Faye also enjoyed the bird's nest, and Faye laughed at the bird's wings as they stuck to her clothes. Lyla was happy with the sketchbook, and the demon king seemed to have received an egg shell at some point. She was wearing an egg shell on her buttocks and head, and she looked like she was born a newborn.

"What should I do for dinner?"

"By the way, what if I eat here and go home?"

"Hmm, you can eat it, but you don't have to eat it, you'll be so hungry"

I'm concerned about the nutrition of Togo's body, so you should eat as much dinner as possible over there.

While having a conversation about rice, we walk towards the house.

... it's nice to be able to live a very normal life in this world again like this.

I made dinner that evening as a takeaway menu for moving soba noodles and kitchen edamame. Satsuma-style dumplings fried with edamame paste and white fish sushi, or meat dumplings with edamame beans. My heart is very satisfied with the edamame-only food and the delicious soba noodles.

By the way, where's Mr. Lugulos?

The takeaway menu reminds me somehow of Mr. Rugulos when it comes to dinner. No, really, somehow.

Mr. Rugulos, I'm sure he's settled in the woods, but he's not here. I looked for it as soon as I came back to the forest, but I couldn't find it...

"Oh, if it's Mr. Lugulos, I'm going to see Princess Rage." There's an Agent Realm leak. "

When I asked, Mr. Crore told me so. Princess Rage's place is... the Royal Castle. Why again?

"Now that the Agent has met, who's going to be the successor?" So, on the royal side, I'd already like to make Mr. Rugulos the next Argent Lord. But I'm not a houseboy, so it's kind of hard. "

Chengdu. That's tough.

But I think that's probably how the world of power and desire suits Mr. Rugulos better. That's why I wish I could do what he thinks.

"Fufu, but..." When he's done running errands at the castle, he'll be back in the woods. Fufufufu..... "

"It seems like this place is completely a place to live." I don't think he noticed, and we don't say anything. "

... the journey.

If that's the case... well, Mr. Rugulos is going to be like the Agent Lord of Solaire... I wonder if that's too much of a stone for me. Well, a villa is fine, so I'd be glad if you could come into the woods now and then.

So we all ate dinner... now. It's time for me to go home. [M]

Even if I sleep overnight, I don't think it's been an hour in the real world. The flow of time is ambiguous, and it seems that it is very convenient there.

But, well, for the time being, it was a bit of a stiffness. Don't break the rhythm. I think that's important.

... so I'm on my way home.

"Hey, Laocles, what were you talking about with your teacher?"

I asked Lao Cres who would send it to me. Look, what was Lao Cres and the teacher talking about?

"... do you want to know?"

Yeah.

Laocles looked a little awkward, but he saw me not pull back... he told me.

"... I was talking about you"

... yeah?

"I told you what you were like in this world, and I asked you what you were like in that world." That's all. "

I see. Well, I'm just a common topic.

... no, no, is that all I can talk about? Um, um... it's kind of embarrassing, kind of complicated...

... that is to say.

I'll go back to reality, lock the door to my teacher's house, and go home. [M]

When I get home, I'll sit around the table with much more conversation than I've ever had before (but still, it's a lot of conversation), take a bath, take my homework over the winter break, and go to bed thinking about how efficient it would be to proceed...

And the next day.

On the sight of the winter holidays, I also went to the teacher's house and to the world over there.

... and then...

"...... What do you mean?"

Huh, Rene?

Shortly after leaving the 'Gate'. I went to see Rene.

Rene's eyes blinked like a starry sky... and then the stars in her eyes gradually seeped in and her eyes moistened...

Tongue!

Oh, my God, Rene's jumping on us! And there's no sign of Rene leaving, clinging to me!

While being called Toro, Toro, I grunted at René and waited for her to be satisfied. I'm home, I'm home.

"Toshigo..."

I stared back at Rene, who was staring at me with her moist eyes, and then she came back to me.

Suddenly, I noticed.

"... um, René, isn't that my blanket?"

... when I saw my blanket in René's hand for some reason, I decided to tilt my neck.

Um, what's wrong with that?