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

The first conclusion I came back from Inai was that I could have a longer rest period.

He decided that I didn't feel tired, and he couldn't allow me to do anything other than basic training until Kroto made his decision.

So until you tell me that the croto is good, I am told that the squared enhancement should only be used in Qigong Immortality.

Well, yeah, maybe the cause is osmosis fairy art, but I finally remember...

Oh, it was a stand-alone product, and I was allowed to train for control slowly.

I mean, I think if we don't do it, it's just gonna increase the dong load.

This is not the only place I can give up to fulfill Mr. Mirka's promise to allow everyone to pass on their immunity.

If he told me no, I was going to go straight to Mr. Bulbe.

"... J"

However, it became a promise under Crot's watch. Kroto's gaze hurts so much.

Or is there something that Kroto would like to do in Kroto?

Especially since he seemed pretty interested in playing lately.

"Kroto, aren't you free?

"... with your father, I'm not free."

"Oh, yes."

They're not free. I had the impression that I'd been playing for money if I had time lately.

Well, if you mean croto is good.

I'm done for today, but maybe we should decide on a day that's not supposed to be a day for training in fairy arts.

I want to make croto free time for you.

You don't even have to use fairy arts for now, so you just have to make it another training day, right?

I have a feeling it's going to come with other human surveillance instead.

"Hmm, well, come on around here. I was wondering if you'd decide while we talked?

Kroto tilts his neck because he told Kroto by mouthing only the conclusions as they remained in the brain conference.

I'm not connected right now, so that doesn't make sense, does it?

"I want to make croto free time."

"... Dad, are you with me, don't you?

"No, no. That's not true."

Chroto says slightly down his face, so he hurries to correct it.

He looked a little bit like Sigal.

Kroto, why does the motion resemble Sigal?

I should be with Inai longer.

"... if your father doesn't like it, I don't hate it"

"Oh well."

Cloto came by totetote with a relieved face, so I feel relieved and stroke my head too.

Because this kid gets depressed in a weird place. I'm a little scared of places like this.

Crouch down as you stroke, hold the croto over and stand up.

"Speaking of which, Kroto hasn't changed much since we met."

"... maybe, me, it won't get very big"

"Really?

"... because my ex is your father"

... Oh, yes, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I'm so small.

Well, Kroto was able to model me, so is he the same as me when I grow up?

I'm starting to feel sorry for something. I'm sorry, it's really small.

Your father never dreamed that you wouldn't grow any taller after coming over here.

No, well, it stopped before that...

"Sorry, Kroto. So small."

"... yeah, I'd be happy to look like your father"

Kroto says with a slightly inclined neck and with every blurry look.

I feel that's what I really think, and it's cute and I stroke my head.

I just realized there.

"If you think about it, Kroto's an old me."

"... yeah. Yes, he is."

"Why were you wearing women's clothes? Until I went out of my way to make that in black too."

"... your father used to wear, clothes"

Did you say I was here?

Oh, wait, I don't remember that.

Seriously, I was wearing such a pretty dress?

"Kroto, I don't remember wearing anything like that at all."

"... because I, too, just pulled it out of what was left of your father's unconscious"

"I mean, I don't know if they ask," he said.

Kokun nodding croto at my conclusion.

Well, if you don't know, I can't help it, but... seriously, I was wearing that?

I mean, was I such a woman face? Wow, now I don't remember my old self at all.

Because it was a mouthful that I wouldn't check with the photograph.

"Is Kroto going to be able to grow up normally?

"... I wonder"

"You don't even know where it is"

"... sorry"

"Oh, I'm sorry, because I'm not blaming you. Because it's just a confirmation."

Well, if we live together around there, we'll figure it out sometime.

If there hasn't been a change in three or four years, it probably means that Kroto won't grow that way.

No, considering Kroto's past, I wonder if he could grow up on his own volition.

Simply fixed as my childhood now, or something like that seems likely.

"Well, you just need to relax and check with me. 'Cause there's plenty of time."

"... yeah."

I stroke Kroto's head again, who nods honestly, and I take up the road.

When the enhancement is solved, the clot feels a little heavy, but I feel relieved as if it is proof that it is here.

I think Kroto will be relieved because he tries to hold it tight when it's heavy on him.

"... Mother, I seem to envy you sometimes."

"To?"

When I was holding him back, Kroto said that abruptly.

I don't know what that means and I tilt my neck.

"Mother, which one?

"... Cigal, Mother, I sometimes seem to envy you when I'm being held like this"

"Seriously, I didn't realize that"

"... because, Mother, I'm trying not to put it on my face."

"Kroto's looking really good..."

Sigal is about to grow up suddenly, no matter what.

That's probably why I'm a little jealous of the way things were treated when we met.

I used to stroke my head a lot in the beginning. No, are you still stroking me?

I wonder if Kroto is looking at Cigal better than I am.

Maybe one of these days they'll say, "Why doesn't Mr. Tallow notice?"

... Yeah, you're going to be told. Let's be a little careful.

"... your father, your mother, you really don't ask"

Kroto squeaks softly as she hearts a new determination not to be hated by Sigal.

Probably the same thing as Kroto.

"You mean the same guy as Kroto?

"... yeah."

"You can't help asking. There's a lot you don't understand, and you don't want to tell me it's you, do you?

"... sorry"

I apologize again for my words, Kroto.

I think I know you're not angry or blaming me for your voice.

Don't apologize too much for Crotto right now.

Seeing the nagging croto again, I stopped my leg and struck a decopin on the croto's forehead.

I don't think it hurts because it's light, but Kroto opens his eyes and shows a decent face.

"Cigal said so. Because I'm family, and I just don't ask because I want to help. You can say it when Kroto wants to. And Kroto needs help destroying the ruins, so don't worry too much. I didn't do anything wrong."

"... yeah, thanks, Dad"

"You're welcome."

I stroked Kroto's head, thanking him with a little embarrassment, and I move my legs satisfied, too.

I guess I was the only one who comforted Kroto lately, so I was able to act like a guardian for a long time.

... I should have resisted being called your father at first, but now I'm getting tight.

Cute about Kroto, I want to take care of him.

Really, you're doing your dad sometime.

Dad, huh?

Hey, fucking dad. I wonder what a family was to you.

You didn't have the same feelings I had for Crotto?

"I don't know what the answer is."

"... Father, what's wrong?

I remember my father, and he looked dark.

Kroto looks worried because of it.

I rushed to make a smile and replied to Kroto that it was nothing.

Yeah, it's nothing. I shouldn't be trapped by him anymore.

I have two loved ones and a son who I think is cute even if there is no blood connected.

I'll take care of this family.

Like him, I would never imitate anything to break it all.

"I'm hungry, and I think I'll make something when I get home. You're gonna eat croto, too, right?

"... yeah. I like your father's flavoring."

"That's good."

On his way home afterwards, he returned with a story of no other love so as not to worry Kroto.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.