The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

It is about Christmas one year.

"Phew... May I have a cup of tea instead?

"Oh, I haven't even said a bite yet, but you're totally warm"

"Mm, hmm?

Nagare shows the tannic surface. Then his wife, Miko, slowly lowered her hot water swallow and pulled it into the back.

Miko's side was a tearful smile somewhere.

I see how funny Nagare looks right now. Certainly Nagare today was different than usual.

It has been strangely softened since earlier, and it can be groping around on the tatami in the Japanese room without meaning. It's like a child waiting for Santa Claus to come.

Especially if it's Nagare, it's possible to grab Santa Claus and take him home without a second if you want to meet him, but naturally Nagare is not softened by that today.

"And it's too late, isn't it too late for promises, etc?

"Oh, my God, it's seven o'clock at night. It's 6: 00, so we have an hour."

"No, but you, normally when these things happen, they don't arrive a year or two before the promise?

"I've never heard such a stupid story. Here you go. It's tea."

Place the tea rebrewed Yukawa Tea Bowl on the sooty cypress seating table.

It is a nagare that does hands on it and repeats unsure actions such as lowering it as soon as you wonder if it has been raised.

"Mmm, Miko, how dare you not have a tea column standing on your tea. Isn't this a little ominous?

"It's normal that you don't have tea columns standing."

"Mm, right?

Tea columns are good on edge because they occasionally stand, rather it's normal not to stand, but they don't even seem to know that well to Nagare right now.

Having said that, I don't know what I think. Now I drank the contents all at once.

And I started spinning the tea bowl. I thought so. Put it on my mouth again.

"Hmm, you suddenly stopped flavoring"

"Humph, there's nothing in it for you."

"Muh, a tea thief is nothing short of a demon"

"Oh, can I take your place?

"... please"

Then a third cup of tea is poured, and placed on the table. Now it is a softening nagare while watching it.

"It's still a little late, isn't it? No way, I've been exposed to terrorists on my way here, and by now I mean somewhere foreign!

"Don't worry. If that happens, you'll soon realize it and destroy every organization. And even Ukemi is strong."

What a calmly outrageous thing to say, Miko, but it is true.

Instead, the world would be over if there were terrorists or something that would escape Nagare's pursuit.

"I'm home."

"Oh, excuse me, wow!

Oh, and Miko stood up ridiculously with his hand in his mouth. There's already no Nagare in front of me, someone's surprised voice and your father! My daughter's reaction that.

Apparently, he was standing in front of the front door the moment he guessed his second daughter, Ukemi, was back.

Especially if you saw it from a third party, it would just seem like Nagare suddenly appeared in front of you.

"Huh? Oh, Father? Not your brother?

"Oh yeah, you do look a little young..."

"Hey!? Oh, no, sorry!

A young man surprised to see Nagare suddenly revealed. Anyway, he looks pretty young. So much so that I find it very hard to believe he's older himself, but I guess I was worried that I might get in a good mood for that.

The youth bowed their heads deeply, and

"I'm late to say hello, and I'm going out with you, Mr. Ukemi,"

"Yeah, there will be some reasonably accumulated stories. Why do you want to go to the dojo for now?"

"Heh? Is it a dojo?

"Um, to find out who you are for now, let's start with about 10 billion random copies in the dojo, and gently sweat -"

"Why not!

Nagare had been observing the young man for a while, but for some reason she said such a thing before entering the house, and Ukemi went in as far as she wanted.

"What kind of ukemi, did your father say something wrong?

"I told you! Ten billion copies! Why are you doing this? Why are you suddenly a dojo in the first place?

"As, well, ukemi. Ha, your father is a good joke. I can't believe it's 10 billion copies, when it's gonna end! Oh, my God, ha."

"- Ten billion copies weren't meant to be a joke."

"Huh? Oh, really? Heh, heh ~"

Nagare answered with a serious face. I'm joking. I'm not eye-catching. Big serious eyes.

"Oh, no, you can't. He's in trouble too."

"Oh, this must be Mr. Ukemi's sister, Guuuuuuu!

"Mine, oh... ah..."

Ukemi's elbow hit the young man's dovetail. A young man with an unintentionally crouched and distressed look. And, alas, it is Miko who keeps smiling.

"Come on, come on, it's a small house, but come in. It's Christmas at the corner, and we have food and Christmas cakes."

"Mm, it's Miko. Are you talking about archaeology?

"I didn't say that!

Ukemi barely penetrated.

"Oh, yeah? It certainly sounded like a Christmas audition. It's still an archery when it comes to Christmas."

"Yes, yes, please hurry to your room."

Nagare in a runaway mood, but his wife Miko held the reins well and for now we all headed to the room.

"Phew, I'll introduce you again. He's the Yamakamihei I'm seeing right now."

"Nice to meet you! I'm Heihei Yamagami, and I'm here to introduce you. The lady and I, we have been seriously dating..."

"Hmm, he wants you to put on some serious archery?

"I didn't say that!

"Oh, yeah? No, but. When it comes to mountain gods, what if they're mountain gods?

"Yes! My grandfather seemed pretty famous as a jujitsu, but unfortunately I didn't seem to have much martial arts talent"

"Father. I'm telling you, he's a really normal person. I live in a world that has nothing to do with martial arts, and college is part of a tennis circle."

"Well, play tennis?

"Ah, yes. It's not that big of a deal."

"No, no, that's not true. Wouldn't that be nice, tennis?"

"Could your father play tennis, too?

"Um, tennis is good. Even when I used to do it with acquaintances, it got hot, dropped meteorites, turned them into meteors, struck back, flown into the sun, flown into black holes in return."

"... to?

"So, how much can you do? Can you afford a big bang or something?

"There's no way you can! What kind of tennis is that? Dad, we were talking!? He's an ordinary man! He's a normal person! Because I'm a different dimension from people like your father!

"Ji, outsiders!

Gunn, Nagare is so shocked that the sound sounds like it sounds, but ordinary people don't do planet destruction class rallies in tennis, they're out-of-person enough.

"Oh, that sounds like a lot of talk."

"Your father's just running wild."

"Mr. Ping, I'm working on your meal right now, so please wait a little longer."

"Oh, can I help you with something?

"Yeah, I'll help you, too."

"Ugh, thanks. But it's okay. Mr. Hitomi is helping, and please relax."

Sorry, Tyra snapped and Miko pulled into the back. It is a fairly large mansion in particular, and the distance to the kitchen is like that.

"Hmm, but you still have time until you can cook. I don't know, Tyra, can I take a little walk?

"Yes! Let me hang out with you -"

"Wait, Dad. Where are you taking me for a walk at this hour?

"What, a little to the back mountain"

"Rejected! Back mountain, our back mountain is like a demonic realm!

"Huh? ma. Demonic Realm?"

"No, no, no. Don't you exaggerate like that? Isn't that the normal back mountain everywhere?"

"What's normal about a backyard where dragons, giants, monsters and monsters are usually trekking!

"Huh? Huh? Oh, that's a joke, isn't it?

It is Tyra who makes her eyes black and white next to the arousing ukemi. But...

"Ha, I'm sorry, Mr. Tyra. I know I told you once, but it's all true. Of which, it's not normal."

"No, no, isn't that normal? I'll give you a little archery for Christmas. It's normal."

"So that's not normal at all. Ha, really, I wonder why it's so pompous only today if it's usually more decent..."

It is a ukemi with a head. And I looked at him worried at the same time. Indeed, Ukemi had explained to Tyra in advance about the Shinji family.

But what the hell did you think when you actually came home and saw my father, who was even more rampant? The anxiety of maybe brings my head.

"... Ah, that father!

But then, Tyra raised her voice as if she had made up her mind.

"Indeed, I, unlike my grandfather, have lived a way unrelated to martial arts. From your father's point of view, you might even look like a mediocre man. But I don't think anyone can beat the feeling of thinking of your daughter, Ukemi. So please! Please forgive me for marrying your daughter!

"- Mr. Tyra..."

Position yourself, head down and ask seriously Tyra. Then Nagare, too, smiled.

"This is my unhappy daughter, thank you very much."

Giving back and acknowledging two marriages. Her daughter, Ukemi, broke her face and wept.

"Oh, you overlapped on Christmas Day. Now we can cook."

And his wife Miko and maid Hitomi bring in one dish after another. It's going to be an unforgettable Christmas tonight.

"Well, then, Tyra, it's a corner, so I'll do an audition at the dojo to commemorate."

"So that's enough!

But until the end of the day, it was Nagare who wanted to put on a Christmas audition.