"Grandpa?!
I went outside, prompted by Mr. Chris.
And when I saw one light tiger that came into Mr. Chris' house grounds, the person in that driver's seat, I accidentally voiced it.
Yes, he was my grandfather.
My grandfather is also my grandfather and he makes me look surprised when he looks at me.
Tetsubo, what are you doing here?
Sister, I've come for you. "
Open the driver's seat window and be questioned in a dialect round.
Chris said to his grandfather that he was having a little trouble replying.
"Hey, I'm sorry.
Oh, I knew it was you and this girl.
Look, I remembered because you showed me the previous photo.
Did you hear the news on the radio?
Wang Du, at the center. This is a big deal right now.
This kid was brought to me under the protection of someone I know.
I was going to ask you to bring me some compost, and then I was going to have my face checked. "
Wow.
I'm not lying, but wow.
Do these slurred words come out?
Mr. Chris, the vibe was completely different earlier.
My grandfather, who heard the circumstances, seemed to know nothing about the noise that was going on in the Wang capital.
Chris further explains the apparent circumstances.
That's when something black lump appeared in the passenger seat window, and I've seen this one with overly familiar crushed eyes that scare me.
It was Dombeye.
More surprising.
"Oh, why the Dombeye?!
The collar is. But the string.
Grandpa, what are you doing out there on your own!!
"Why, you're bored to be stupidly at home all the time.
Besides, he went outside. "
My grandfather said it was obvious, without being evil.
And I went on.
"I've always been a good boy.
And, look, take a look at this.
In the parking area along the way, I had a lot of pictures taken when I was feeding them.
Like an idol already, Dombeye is very popular. "
What I was shown as I said was an image of my phone.
The images were taken by my grandfather and Dombeye together or just Dombeye.
And then there were some images of Dombeye being sandwiched by beautiful, chested sisters, treated like babies.
However, as you can see over the image, Dombeye was frightened in every image and solidified as if it were a stone.
Listening to my grandfather, that seemed very popular with the young ladies.
"Rather than that, is your sister here too?!
"Uh, yeah, I picked you up, and I rode Gonske away with Kaziron and this guy."
Oh, that, that is.
I looked back at Mr. Chris.
"I guess I misplaced it.
My phone is getting harder to connect with right now. "
Oh, ah, ahhh!!
Good. Finally, I almost planted a second trauma on Masa.
I don't know, because he still cares about his childhood.
"Well, let's just go home with Grandpa."
That would be good.
"I will."
I nodded.
Just in case, I sent an email to my sister, and when I connected to the internet, I was able to confirm that a special disaster site had been created, so I left a message for my sister there.
That's how this ends the compost exchange between my grandfather and Mr. Chris.
Dombeye was staring at me through the passenger window during that time.
Eventually, when I finished typing, I held Dombeye out of the passenger seat and tried to get him out.
Dombeye, why do you slap me in the chest with your forefoot and make me wonder?
Hate, it doesn't come with melons like the sisters in the image.
Next to me thinking about that, Mr. Chris cleaned up the light tiger carrier that was magically dirty.
Wow, there's no smell either.
Magic is amazing.
I held Dombeye with one hand, and I saw the other, the palm of my dominant hand.
I don't feel the wand anymore.
But indeed, ah (...) was what happened.
I hold an open hand.
It wasn't a dream.
I could have used magic.
"I won't be seeing Ray for a while, 'cause this time I've got a prison sentence from my master."
Not to be noticed by my grandfather, Chris, who had been nearby at some point, whispered to me with his hands open as he floated a little.
"Huh."
"For whatever reason, I broke the rules.
Maybe what that idiot did was right.
But it's not about being forgiven. "
On the one hand, Mr. Chris said, walked away from me.
What Ray did.
That, too, I learned when I heard the crap about this world.
I brought the victim back to life.
Though he didn't tell me how, Ray seems to have restored that hellish sight to life in a different way than my father did to me.
That's supposed to be the right thing to do, but it seems unacceptable.
Nobody died, but they came back to life, and that seems unacceptable.
"Kururu?
What's wrong with Dombeye? I rang all the time.
I stroked that head.
Dombeye is accepting my hand.
I accept this hand that killed Dombeye's father, and I do so with a grudge.
"All right, let's go home. - Get in."
My grandfather said as he got into the driver's seat.
"Yeah, Grandpa"
I'll stay in the passenger seat with Dombeye, too.
I was checking to see if I'd forgotten anything, and Mr. Chris brought me my personal belongings like he panicked.
"Thank you for your time, Chris."
At the end of the day, I arrived home with my grandfather's light tiger.
Mr. Chris didn't say anything, just waved me off with a bitter smile.
"Something, tired"
"So let's go home and eat carnivores!
I haven't had a steak in a long time!
"Unless the roads are crowded in Gotagota, King's capital."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's not crowded if you turn from the sea"
"Either way, it's a lower course through the mountains."
I figured it out later, but my grandfather chose that path not because it was crowded with high speeds, but because he was passing through tourist destinations along the sea and was able to accompany his pet, albeit partly in the shops on that course.
I mean, it was for Dombeye.
I had no reason to know at this time that when I was eating out there, relaxing and also asking for dessert and pounding my tongue drums, my sister would contact me and explain the current situation and I would be annoyed by the tears.