The strongest swordsman was disappointed with the world's too low level and reincarnated into another world.

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We were coming home.

Then even Sona and Mr. Orfina stayed home.

Anything, they're both going to spend the day here.

"Well, dinner today, it's so amazing!

Now, it's dinner time.

So, Cletta is speaking up well.

Because this time, the food, it seems, is different.

Because Mr. Orfina's butler, Mr. Alma, and his maid, Mr. Shalol, said they worked with Cretta to make dinner.

"You both were very good cooks"

"No, not to me, not to Mr. Cretta."

"Hehe, right"

To Cretta's words, the two of them were humble.

But I'm sure you two have amazing arms. That cletta's enough to admit it. There's no way you're normal.

"Well, if you try it, you'll see"

In the meantime, I carry the gratin in front of me into my mouth.

At that moment, I'm surprised.

"Ugh, delicious..."

Gratin was delicious.

What a strange taste. Normally, Gratin should be somewhat stubborn, but I don't feel that from now on.

Rather, it's addictive enough to eat as much as you want.

"Besides, this is..."

And I noticed. That this isn't cretta flavoring.

It's not the same color as the food you eat all the time.

For that reason, I see Mr. Alma and Mr. Shalol.

"Did you like it?

"Yep..."

It was Mr. Sharroll who answered my gaze.

Apparently, this is the dish she made. Very good skill.

This is something you might expect from other dishes.

That's how our meal went on.

◇ ◇ ◇

We were in the living room after dinner.

Anything. Mr. Orfina will show you something nice.

"It's this!

Mr. Orfina took something like a book out of his own luggage.

To the sight, Sona rounds her eyes.

"Sister!? No way, that's..."

"Yeah, I collected pictures of Sona as a little girl...... it's an album!

"Become..."

Apparently, that's a collection of pictures of Sona.

A photograph is one that can save the scene. I mean, over there, it's gonna be stuffed with old sona.

That would be what's pissing Sona off.

"Sister! You can't show that to everyone!

"Isn't that nice? Sharing Sona's cuteness is important."

"It's not important or anything like that! Give me that album!

Sona tries to take the album away from Mr. Orfina.

What an embarrassment to be seen by others when I was little.

But I'm a little jealous.

I remember having my masters take pictures, too. But that's never been available again.

The thing is, I miss you inside.

"Well, Sona, calm down a little bit"

"Fa, Captain Faraes?

So Faraes stopped Sona.

In that hand, the album is held. It's just another album.

"If you're that embarrassed, I'll show you my album too. Well, isn't that a little okay?

"Captain Faraes's Album......"

Apparently, what Faraes has is his own album.

That changes the color of Sona's eyes.

"Then I understand."

"All right, then, let's all watch the album"

In the end, Sona broke.

Perhaps when he was a little boy in Faraes, he wanted to see it.

To desire, he seems to be faithful inside.

Thus, the album viewing party was about to begin.

I'm gonna get out of the living room.

◇ ◇ ◇

I was out of the living room, coming to the dining room.

Then there was Mr. Cannon. Mr. Cannon didn't go to the living room.

By the way, Cretta and Mr. Alma haven't even been there to clean up dinner.

"Is that it, Mr. Slade? I'm over here."

"Yes."

Mr. Cannon was surprised that I was here.

From Mr. Cannon, who originally said he wasn't going, it would be strange for me to come back after he said he was going.

"Hmm. By the way, what was Mr. Orfina's good stuff?

"It was Sona's little album"

"I see..."

Mr. Cannon pumped me some water.

In the meantime, I'm gonna sit in a chair and let you drink some water. I don't know, I think the same thing happened yesterday.

"So, Slade, how did you get here?

"Well, somehow..."

"Somehow... in Sona's past, aren't you interested or something?

"Not that I'm not interested..."

I didn't even know why I was here.

It's just somehow awkward, that's how I feel.

Besides, neither of you would want me to look like the past.

"It is. Well, I don't know..."

"Huh?"

"Oh, sometimes I can't keep up with rides like that."

Mr. Cannon drinks water as he says.

It just seems a little dissatisfied.

"You don't have enough alcohol..."

"Also, is it booze?

"Yeah, I haven't had a drink today..."

Mr. Cannon had been restricted from drinking by Faraes.

Specifically, up to a glass a day. However, as a result of Mr. Cannon's fierce protests, you can carry over what you didn't drink.

In other words, Mr. Cannon puts up with alcohol because he drinks as much as he pleases.

I don't feel like I have any idea why Faraes restricted alcohol, okay?

"Starting tomorrow, I won't have to drink it even if I'm not conscious for a while, that's fine..."

"Is it time for a meeting..."

"Yeah, if you can, when you get back from it, you want a drink..."

"Well, that sounds delicious..."

"Isn't that right?

Mr. Cannon says he wants a drink after the meeting and when he gets home.

If that's how you drink it, fine. Drink after an important job. Which is more ideal.

"Well, I don't want to drink anymore..."

"Don't say that."

As far as I'm concerned, I didn't want to drink anymore because I got all kinds of weird drunk.

But in my words, Mr. Cannon looks so sorry.

Looking at that face makes me look a little pathetic.

"Don't look so sad. I knew, sometimes, I would go out with you..."

"Really? Well, that's fine..."

When I said that, Mr. Cannon smiled.

He is easy to understand.

"Well, after you get home from the meeting, hang out, okay?

"Yeah, I don't mind."

"I think I'll ask Cretta out too... but she's going to fall asleep soon..."

"Well, only once, there's no precedent, so I can't say anything..."

As for Cretta, she fell asleep as soon as she drank it before.

Because of this, it may not be possible to keep drinking for a long time.

It's just that there's only one precedent, so you don't know if that's always gonna happen.

"Well, drink it and you'll see, okay?"

"Yep..."

Mr. Cannon is going to ask Cletta out after all.

Until now, I've been drinking alone, so maybe I want to drink with someone.

This is how I promised to drink with Mr. Cannon.