In the end, my family gave me a hard time.

After that, Lycra went to Frata Village and bought clothes for the kids. I'm wearing it. They also got a good size hat somewhere, like regular clothes shrunk, which is generally compatible.

"Yes, Mom, ahhh!

As I sit on the floor, Farfa brings me cookies.

"Don't treat me like a child - you're a child..."

When I open my mouth, I can gently put cookies in there. Yeah, yum. But it's a complicated mood.

Now I grabbed a thick book and it looked daunting, and Sharsha came.

"Today, I do book readings for young kids"

"Yes, yes, she's a little girl."

"Reading is the" Intrinsic Differences in Knowledge and Experience "in the upper volume of The Memoir. A famous book that discusses intuitive perception in full"

"You're too high a hurdle..."

"It makes me sleepy as I hear it"

I feel like a different way, but well, you decide to hang out...

After that, Sharsha said something like, "Intuitive perception doesn't happen with a stack of knowledge," but I wasn't sure.

In the meantime I'm getting sleepy. What if those reactions are becoming childish too? Or is the book just really boring?

Still on the wall, I get upset. Then Farfa sleeps side by side.

"Mom, it's cute. Sleep with me."

"Right... sleepy... just sleepy..."

I thought maybe I could sleep like this, but all of a sudden Sharsha stood up and

"Drink! Wake up to spirituality."

And I've been chopping weakly with the pong!

"Hey, don't wake me up..."

"This is intuitive perception. This can only be evoked by experience."

What, are you angry because you're about to sleep during a book reading?

"But... sleeping also means experiencing... Sharsha tolerates."

In the end, do you forgive?

"Sharsha wants to sleep too..."

Sharsha came on my other side, and the three of us slept for a little while.

I don't know if this kind of experience is bad sometimes.

Meal time, something a little different was happening.

My omelet is stabbed with a mysterious flag.

"This is your child's lunch system…"

"What do you say? Today I tried to fancy it according to the look of Master Azsa!

"Guys, I play too much... But once in a while, you know what?"

Anyway, he'll be back soon. When I wake up tomorrow, my clothes are stuck, or something like that. Otis.

"... Lycra, isn't this a lot more than usual?

"No, still about as much as I reduced the overall amount. I knew it was a snack."

Well, maybe, in a way, fuel consumption is a good body.

Overhead, Rosalie says, "The weight of your soul doesn't change when your body is smaller -" etc., but that, how do you measure it?

By the way, Harkara, you're not here.

"Mr. Halkara says he'll do the research and he's been pulled into the room all the time"

I had a bad feeling about it. No, no way, no way...

"Um, Dear Azsa, I have one favor to ask you."

Lycra is nagging. I felt like I was holding back the joy.

"Yes, what the hell?

"You may behave badly during your meal... why should I have your head?

"...... you should play and spoil it already! I've decided my belly too!

After that, Lycra told me exactly what happened. However, I have the impression that I am overall terrified. Not really, why aren't you used to it? I'm against my daughter, and I don't know if I can.

"How's that? Satisfied?

I'm having dinner with a muddled face. There's a lycra next to it.

"I think I just figured out a little how Azsa feels about you two daughters...... wow, they are too cute...... Hey, your muddy face is too cute..."

Oh, well, the toddler girl is cute with any look on her face. I guess even talking politics abruptly can be a gap adorable thing.

After that, Flattorte also stopped eating and said, "Only Lycra is sloppy!" Why did you come? "It doesn't matter how many people you can be anymore.

"I'm sure this flattorte is gentler, isn't it? You're softer than Lycra, right?

Even there, are you willing to stick together......

"Mom, Farfa, I'm dying for my sister or my brother. Oh, Sharsha's a twin, so I'll see you later."

"Sharsha also wants to increase her chances of dealing with young people for her own growth"

No, no, no, no, that means you're a child...? I'm not even married this way!

That's where Rosalie came down to the two of us to teach.

"You two, that's impossible to talk to."

Yeah, well, say it right.

"We have to start by looking for someone to talk to."

It's not a question of following the steps!

"Right, as far as Atashi knows, Mr. Necrod or something. You look good, too, Mr. Balter."

"Don't look in the dead! You can't do a lot of things!

Well, it's great to have more cute kids like Farfa and Sharsha, but I don't plan on doing that. By and large, how can there be two pretty kids in the world? No, there won't be.

With that in mind, I was eating a accompanying salad. Don't feel bitter than usual. Speaking of which, wasn't it because kids leave vegetables or because it's easier to feel bitter than adults?

There, Halkara came.

The expression is refreshing as if the possession had fallen.

"Oops, I have a purpose to undo it!?

Then Harkara suddenly knelt before me and bowed her head.

"I don't know how to put it back, sorry!

"Then why did you look a little good!?

"When I exposed everything without covering it up and decided I had no choice but to apologize, this is what I looked like! I have no tips or anything! It's just, I sincerely apologize!

Apologizing doesn't solve anything!

"Oh, my God, no problem, sir"

Flattorte arms up and stands back.

"If we grow up for about twelve years, your husband will look just like he ever did."

He said it would take too long to solve, and like some famous detective, it could be a child permanently!

If this happens, I can't help it. There aren't so many options left.

"Let's rely on the Demons. Last time, I helped you find the undead, and you'd cooperate. No, force them to cooperate."