At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Um, what do I do?

I was going to talk to Mr. Branch Manager...

I can't help it, talk to Inai.

Are you home already?

Let's just go back to the inn and get in touch with him on the bracelet if it looks like he's not home yet.

Take the child's hand again and walk to the inn when it comes to it.

By the time I reached the inn, it was already evening.

It was time for the dining room to open, and there was no one on the inn side.

I'll stay put and take the kids into the room.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

Only Inai was in the room.

I wonder where Sigal and Haku went.

Inai looks at the child and raises her eyebrows.

The child is staring at Inai, tilting his neck.

"I'm home, Inai. I need to talk to you about this girl."

"Consultation? Something wrong?

"He doesn't know who he is, so what should I do?"

"Don't you understand? What the hell was that?

Explain to Inai how it got here.

Then Inai looked at the child with the right eyes, as the expression gradually became more rude, and the words to stare at him.

That, why?

"... you, you really don't know what you are?

"... yeah."

But the child does not flicker into the light, and responds normally.

Inai looks at it and stares at the child with his right hand on his head.

"... in the way you're lying, you can't see, but you can't see, so I don't know why."

A child who leans his neck so tightly on Inai's words.

Inai seems to know something about the ruins. Do you know anything about this kid, too?

"Inai, you know something?

"Oh, I know... it's a bit of a translation ant"

I can see Inai is as vigilant as he thinks of his children.

I sit in a chair, but I can see my posture is in a state where I can fight at any time.

"... Father, who is this man?

"What? Your father?

Oh, I'm surprised Inai opened her eyes because she broke what she called me.

"Hey, it's your dad. What do you mean?"

"No, I don't know why, but that's what this kid always calls me."

"Oh?"

What's Inai talking about? I raise my voice like that, but even I don't know.

Why do I call you Father?

"... Hey, who?

The kid pulls my sleeve and asks who Inai is.

"Uh, my fiancée, I guess. I don't think she's your wife yet."

"Oh, wow."

In my fiancée's remarks, Inai can illuminate why.

That's what you say about me all the time.

"... yeah."

As if convinced of something, the child nods and walks one after the other to the side of Inai.

Did Inai warn you about it or get up from the chair?

"Hey, what's up?"

To the vigilant Inai, the child approaches without vigilance.

And I hug Inai on her hips and look up at Inai.

"Hey, what the..."

"... your mother?

"Ha!?

"Huh."

What conclusion?

I don't really know this kid anymore.

"Oh, I'm a mother!

"... because it's your mother, your mother?

"That's not the answer!

"... because he's your father, Mother"

Point to me and call me your father, and that's why I call Inai your mother.

Oh, you know what?

If I'm the father, the fiancée or the daughter-in-law, then you're the mother.

What that simple conclusion.

"... your mother?

A child staring up at Inai with his neck tilted.

The look is so adorable. Bruises.

"Gu."

Oh, Inai, I think I'm losing. You kind of like cute stuff, don't you, this guy?

Even when I make magic crystals into cat shapes, I'm so in the mood.

"... ha, that's enough. Call it what you want."

Oh, I lost.

"... yeah, mother"

The child listens happily to the reply and embraces him to rub his face against Inai's chest.

"... I'm starting to sound like a wary fool"

Inai groans like she is weak and de-alerts.

The child is holding on to Inai unchanged.

"But I don't know how to explain it to those guys..."

"Those guys?

"To the blubbers."

"Uh, why? Is there a problem?

"I do... well, I'll explain it there, too. but before that."

Inai pulls the child off and takes his face to that neck muscle.

"You stink a little. I'll wash it."

"... smell?

The child ascertains the smell of Sung Sung and himself.

"... if your mother says so, wash it"

"... right"

Place your hands on the child's head with a sigh as he puts a delicate face on what he calls his mother.

Seeing that, the child looks up to Inai with joy.

It's a little smiling.

"Something, don't get mad"

He noticed my gaze and stared at me.

I turn a blind eye to it and see the day after tomorrow.

"Damn, I'll get some hot water for now, stay put."

"... yeah, mother"

"... coming"

Inai leaves the room looking subtle again.

And the child walks up to me and sits on my lap.

Yeah, somehow, this kid's free.

Forget about it. Let's do whatever we want until Inai gets here.