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

"Phew!

"Ooh!?

Avoid raising a little surprise at your father's waving fist.

Not that it was critical or anything, but I was a little surprised I didn't think you were going to do that.

There was no sign of him hitting me between the swords or anything like that until now.

"Chi, can't it still work with a burning blade!

"No, I'm quite surprised,"

"Cover me! I'm not stupid enough to know what I'm doing at my leisure!

Avoid and distance me, father, who reacts instantly and packs the distance.

Today, Father, I'm using a slightly smaller sword, not the usual great sword.

It's still a two-handed sword, but it's smaller and bigger than before.

"Come on, don't eat about a shot!

"Uh, I was wondering if one shot would be good enough."

"Then don't avoid the blow just now!

"No, you were definitely going to keep swinging your sword if you ate that"

"You bet!

"If I eat it properly on a boulder, I could die, right?

It only hurts if you put all the protection on it, but I'm sorry if I ate it without doing that.

I mean, people in this world should be sorry if they eat properly.

Exceptions like Mr. Lynn and Mr. Geena are exceptions during the exception.

"I don't know if your father will give up."

'Isn't that impossible? Looks like I'm having fun somewhere. "

Sigal is watching the game with a frightened face. Of course Haku and Kroto are here, and Inai is with us today.

Inai and Kroto are with Mr. Sierina for tea at a table in the garden.

"Damn. Ah!

As you make the cut from the lower section, you step further in and swerve down from the upper section with the cry of temper.

It's an impossible speed with the sword so far.

Probably using a smaller sword than usual for these moves.

"Oops."

Take the impending sword and let it slide into your own sword, striking it down while changing its orbit.

The momentum shaken off and the sword with the power of my swing is slammed under my head.

"Gu!"

Perhaps the knocking shock paralyzed my arm a little, stopping my father from moving for a moment.

Don't miss that gap, wave up your sword and add pitch to your father's neck.

I think this sword, which is so thoughtless and easy to cut up, is really sloppy now.

"Gu, gu!

"Yes, yes, it's not a muggle, is it, Father? Mr. Tallow wins..."

"Ma, wait, Sigal! One more time! One more time!

"That's not the sixth time I've said that. How many times do I have to do it again?"

"Next! Because I'll be the last one next!

"I just heard that too"

My father, whose cold eyes say unto Sigal, and his hath come unto me.

Even though I'm still talking to Cigal, my eyes are totally this way.

"You, at least make it a break. Mr. Tallow must be tired too."

"Hmm! To this extent, I'm tired and so weak, Sigal..."

"Ahhh...?

"Right! Let's take a break!

As always, your father is weak. The indescribable intimacy boils down.

I also love Sigal for the reason that he can turn his hostility on me, but he's late, and I still don't hate him for what he is.

I rather like it for what it is, I do.

"Yes, Mr. Tallow"

"Oh, thank you"

As I watch my father sit in a chair somewhat dissatisfied, Cigal gives me a towel.

When I recieve it as a thank you, my gaze pierces why you're the only one.

"And, Sigal, I want you to take a towel over there, too, I can't believe it"

"... ha, I can't help it"

Sighing, Cigal walks under his father.

Daddy smiles all the time. It's too easy to understand.

But Sigal threw a towel in his hand to slap him in his father's face. That's already like slapping a whip.

"Whoa, whoa...!

Father falls off the chair in shock and wanders around in pain.

Mr. Sigal, are you mad at me?

"Sigal is really close to her father."

"... how do I look like that? Cigal, you're attacking me so hard."

'That thing, it'll just be sweet. I just don't think I'm supposed to hate myself that much. "

"Cheng Cheng"

Sure, I can't imagine that dad hating Sigal.

In that sense, Sigal is probably sweeter to his father than anyone else.

Given the fact that I don't have a lot of responses, maybe your father is more of a family person than anyone else.

No matter what you do, no matter what you say, who you are.

"Just for a moment, I envy your father."

"Sigal's just so sweet on tallow with different kinds"

"I hope so."

I know it does sweeten you, but I think there are times when you're reluctant to go somewhere.

I think there are times when I don't like Inai.

"Cigal is a strong kid, so he understands his weak parts well. I guess that's why you're sweet on tallow, including there. I think so lately. '

"The weak part of Cigal?

'Yeah. Cigars are strong, but I knew they were still immature. So my eyes really go to my weakness. Though I don't like myself like that, I'm strong enough to delude myself'

Strong to delude weakness, eh?

I do think Cigal is stretching out and running all over the place trying to make it impossible.

"Tallow accepts both cigars. So Sigal can be sweet. I try to be sweet even if I'm scared '

"I don't know much about either of them, but Cigal is Cigal. I'll accept that, won't I?

"Haha, Tallow loves Sigal and Inai"

Naturally. If those two are gone from beside me, I'm not sure I can keep me.

"It's a good time, shall we have lunch"

"There he is! Si, Sierina, if you want to drag it, at least on your arm or collar neck, it hurts!

Mr. Sierina grabs his falling father's ankle and walks to the entrance to the house as he drags.

I can't forbid sympathy, as it hurts me to hit my head at the first point and then even my back on the slightly decompromising ground.

"... I'm glad you won't be Cigal"

"I won't. Because those are the two of them."

"Those two have the time that those two have built. It's not like you and Sigal are going to be together."

"No, yeah, I know. I don't know what you're gonna say. I'm gonna watch you lay on your dad's ass."

I'm aware that I'm being spoiled by listening to my selfishness, but I'm also aware that I'm being laid on my ass at the same time.

If the two of you really come strong, I'm not sure I can defy you.

"I'll just put one shot in when you're wrong."

"I'm just scolding Mr. Tallow when he's running wild, too, right?

At the point of this statement, you're still laid on your ass.

Well, it's nothing good. I have a pleasant relationship.

... I'm me after all, and you're sweet on both of us.

"Well, you two make me sweet for that, that's all right"

When I say that and hold them both, they both shake that hand back.

Inai looks a little lit and Sigal has a full grin.

"You! It's a good way to hold my daughter in front of my parents. Oh!

"Yes, yes, I'm tired of you."

Look at us, or your father, who shouts when he sees you mainly embracing Cigal.

Mr. Sierina, lift your legs up gently and slap your father on the ground in a wave-like motion to silence him.

I've thought about it before, but you're gonna slap him in the back of the head relentlessly, that guy. Scary.

"And for now, you look pathetic, Dad, and let's go."

"Oh, yeah."

"It's the usual thing, you know"

"I knew you were a delightful man."

"... Grandpa, sturdy"

But while I've always been treated like that, it's also a fair amount of fathers I can't flatter.

Are you aware that you're making fun of yourself?