While Killing Slimes for 300 Years, I Became the MAX Level Unknowingly

"So again, sisters entrance!

I've been waiting! The food is delicious, but I want to see Farfa and Sharsha soon!

But when I was applauding, for some reason, Miss Jantie was moving right next to me. My surroundings were dark, so I was a little scared. So does Yuhu Mama, but the Spirit seems to be good at instant mobility.

"Suddenly, stop appearing... Bad for the heart......"

"Come on, mother of the bride, come on. I have an important job to do."

"What do you do for a job...? I'm done with the reception..."

"Much more important than that! Come on, ho ho ho!

As it was, I was taken inside the dark room to a separate room. What the hell?

In the separate room were Farfa and Sharsha.

By the way, they both look like wedding dresses.

"Or it's too cute! You're so cute! It's a crime! Cuteness level MAX! The strongest isn't me, it's the two of us!

I also have a desire to express the cuteness of the two of us in every metaphorical expression that we have in this world, but I can only say that if we stand in front of them, it's cute. Will there be more than this in this world? No, I don't. There is no way.

"Thanks, Mom!

"It was hard to wear, but if your mother was happy with you, it's also worth wearing"

Because it's a memorial wedding dress. Farfa seems happier than just now. Already, the finest smile. No bride would smile out so far even at a real wedding. A look like when you're eating your favorite treat.

In that sense, I also feel relieved that Farfa is a child after all.

It may be parental selfishness, but I don't want you to grow up too soon.

Sharsha, on the other hand, was not as nervous and stiff as she had just been, but she was a little red-handed and nagging as she lit up. He seemed to slowly bite his own happiness.

Even at a time like this, the two reactions are nicely divided between sisters. But so are those places. Again, great. Everything between the two is great for me!

But I still don't know why I came here.

"So, Miss Janty, what am I supposed to do with a job?

"Speaking of weddings, the groom enters first. And my father will bring the bride. In other ceremonies, there are cases where you do it on your first admission."

If you say so much, I know more or less.

"I'm supposed to take the place of my father, right?

When I pointed at my face and said, "Yep," I immediately got a reply. There are no particular questions there. If there's a part of you that I don't know...

"What should I do if I have two brides?

We're already in an exception this time.

"The witch on the plateau is the center, and I wonder if it would be nice to have you two on both sides."

Was there a case like this in the past as well, Miss Jantie replied softly.

I walked in the middle, two daughters in wedding dresses on both sides.

I just imagined it lightly, but that's already perfect......

"Mommy, you look like shit."

"He has the look of an evil god who is believed in the north of the kingdom"

Shit, it's so great... that got in my face...

"Sorry, sorry. Whatever, it was the best moment of my life as a parent..."

Normally, I guess a father who does this role walks with his daughter, feeling like he's saying goodbye to his daughter. I'm sure not only are you happy, but there must be plenty of people who cried because of loneliness.

But if it's not like the two of you are going to marry someone else at this wedding, it's not like we're moving out. It's just the best circumstance I can be happy with!

Nevertheless, the fact that this ceremony will be one of the memories for both of us, and of course for everyone else present, makes no difference from a normal wedding.

So I have to do my job here, too. You shouldn't turn your daughter's memories into black history.

Just, there was a mirror, so I check my expression. Rather, adjust.

Yeah, it turned into something serious and honest.

Come on, let's do what we have to do.

I hold both hands.

Farfa on your right.

Sharsha on your left.

I was supposed to be a twin, but I knew right away which was Farfa's hand and which was Sharsha's.

Yeah, I've been spending time with you two for a long time, too. So I'm starting to notice a slight difference.

I think I'm going to cry before I leave the room. That would be flying as much as it takes.

"Then we'll both go. We can't keep everyone waiting in the dark."

Two nods at the same time.

Miss Jantie opened the door for me. Come on, let's move on to the venue where everyone waits.

Farfa and Sharsha entering rather than the whole room brightening up, and only my surroundings illuminate like a spotlight.

The three of us walk hand in hand, so it won't be the style of a bride following behind her father.

But just a little, Farfa's moving on.

I'm in between, but this is pulling Sharsha.

Farfa tries to stand in front of Sharsha. Perhaps unconsciously.

Yeah, I just realized that this was a ceremony to confirm my sisters' affection. It's nothing. It's not an event I'm happy to see my wedding dress daughter. The philosophy is more sublime.

The applause of the attendees echoes from the tables on both sides.

Me and the two of you, I think you look slightly proud.

Coming to the front of the altar, we turn to everyone in the venue.

After this, as soon as I wondered what I was going to do, Miss Jantie gave Farfa a step-by-step instruction saying, "Mr. Farfa, please."

Farfa took out something like a message card.