After being irrationally squeezed by my sister.
I normally had dinner, spent some time playing games with Gonske and Dombeye, and eventually took a bath because my turn came around.
When I got out of the bath, somehow, my father called me.
Is it inconvenient in the living room that my father and mother upstairs are told to come to the room to watch TV and obey me?
Downstairs, my sister and mother are watching a variety show with a daze as they deal with Gonske and Dombeye.
"What?"
I ask my father as I bite down my absences.
I need to talk to you again. That's unusual.
When I asked, my father gave me a serious look back.
"I didn't think I heard about the incident in Wang Du.
What happened then?
I hear you were with a friend, but you broke up on the way over?
After that, where did you do and what did you see?
They really ask me more now, and I tilt my neck.
"Oh, my God, it was tough.
Bill came down and it was tough. "
"... Princess's daughter, Astoria, was it?
She's hurt badly, but you and your friends saved her. "
What is it?
Is this what they're looking for?
But hey, I'm just saying that series of things that helped, I don't know.
"Dad, what do you want to hear?
Something's disgusting about being far away.
You'd be quicker to hear it here on a stand-alone basis.
"Nah, you know Astoria's father and I know each other, right?
Astoria's father wanted to thank your friend for taking care of her daughter.
Even if I were you, I'd like to thank my friend for taking care of me. "
Thank you, thank you.
Um, is it okay to say something about Estelle or Ray?
I don't know.
"Well, I'll ask Estelle tomorrow at school.
Personal information Bella, I don't think she likes it very much. "
"Uh, okay?
Yeah, if you just ask, you'll be fine. If they don't like the thank you, I'll have to ask them to give up their offer then.
So, okay?
"Oh, oh, that's okay.
By the way, what kind of kid is that Estelle?
"Like what?"
If you ask me that, I'll have to answer this.
"I can beat you up with my dragon bare hands, pink gorilla?
And a battle freak.
Yeah, I'm not wrong.
She's an amazing girl like a goddess, but she's got a little more osama in her than a guy.
Osama girl.
My father, who heard my reply, hardens.
"What, that mother-type kid?"
"... Mother?
"Yes, I did, didn't I tell you?
Mother, when I was younger, Evil Dragon and Tyman used to win. "
"... with fists?
"With fists"
"Well, so is Estelle, but she's my sister's type."
"Parents and children look alike where you don't want them to look alike.
Takara looks just like your mother when she was young. "
Seriously. I came here and found out about my mother's black history.
True, I'm scared as a demon king when I get angry, but I have a strong image of being slight on other occasions.
I'm scared when I get angry. Really, when I get angry, I'm scared and I suck.
What a strange ceremony in me, Estelle-Sister-Mother.
Oh, but I've never been angry with Estelle, so maybe she's not the same type as my sister or my mother.
Tomorrow at school, or on my way to school.
I use the same transportation anyway.
That felt like the end of my father's story.
So I tried to go to my room, but that was unacceptable.
"Uh, yeah, Tetsu.
And I'm going to ask you another question. "
"What?"
"Is it true that Estelle has a great healing pill?
My eyes turned to me, telling me I wouldn't tolerate lying.
The eyes, in seriousness.
My father, whom I had never seen before, was there.