Cursed Sword Master

"Look, what's up, Lula? I'm already flirting."

"Ugh... garlic, dude"

A front yard that has been completely transformed into our training ground since we bought the mansion. It was about a year ago that Lula started challenging me to compete after training, which is my routine here.

No, Lula, who grew up to about my waist, fluttered with fatigue and swung a wooden knife. It was a battle that had ended with Lula not being able to move if we had opponents for ten minutes at first, but lately it has been going on for nearly an hour due to her physical senses. You'd be pretty gutsy at your age. That's Mr. Dylan and Mr. Lüstilla's boy.

"Don't be silly, it hurts if you hit a wooden knife, so you've decided to run away."

"Shit... I'll definitely help Sis..."

Lula, who was five years old and had the eyes of a fine man, lost her mind after swinging a wooden knife at the groan even after that.

"Sistina, please recover"

"Yes, sir"

Sistina, who was waiting in an invisible position from Lula today, immediately rushes over to apply [restorative surgery] to Lula. Even so, it is enough to see if there are any injuries and so on to restore just a little health. Because if you don't, you won't be able to help Lula even though you tried so hard to fall.

"I'll try really hard. How's Sistina?

"Hehe, of course, I'm glad. Because Lula is cute. But I have a husband, and no matter how sincerely you think about me, I will never live up to Lula's thoughts. Besides, it's something I have a little admiration for older women these days. It's like an epidemic disease."

Don't mess with me a bit. It was a question, but I'm glad the kid gave me a clear priority even in the subject story. I accidentally hug her from behind Sistina, who is treating Lula, and rub her twin mountains.

"Already! Your husband! It's your husband's fault, so reflect a little."

Even though I'm losing my mind, that's right in front of the kid. Even though he would accept it when he said he couldn't do it normally, he got his hands on me all the time.

"Sorry, sorry. Nevertheless, I didn't know they were watching."

"Already! I was so embarrassed when I heard that later."

You remembered that time, Sistina is blushing.

In the first place, why did Lula start challenging me to battle, apparently because she thought I was bullying Sistina.

Of course, I didn't mean to do that, and I didn't pretend to think of Sistina. So I asked for more details...... about a year ago I was annoyed by Sistina looking after the fields and flowerbeds in the backyard, and it seems that Lula, who missed Sistina where she hugged her tits as usual, came looking for them and saw them.

Well, Sistina was definitely there (...)... well, if anyone didn't know that one (...) of the men and women would have looked like a bully.

Since then, I have tried to think about time when I do it outside, and [sign perception] involve holding it. Oh, of course I don't have the option of "not outside".

"Yes, there are still no problems today. Three wolves, take him home."

"Gru."

When the three wolves of the Knight Wolf (Nightwolf), who were completely Lula's babysitter on the board, folded their clothes and put Lula on their backs, the wooden knife also folded and walked to Lustilla's shop and residence.

Then Mr. Lüstilla walked over here as he predicted the timing.

"Oh, you just did. I thought it was time to go down and pick you up... oh fine, three wolves. Just take me home, because my husband is twitching inside. It always helps, thank you, Three Wolves."

With the arrival of Mr. Lüstilla, when Mr. Lüstilla stroked the head of the three wolves who tried to give him the Lüla, the three wolves gladly narrowed their eyes and nodded small and walked away.

"Mr. Dylan is the same."

"My husband is overprotective."

Mr. Lüstilla laughs happily behind her back at the tone of a shuddering tone. Heh, welcome.

"Lula is cute."

"Hang on, it's me and my husband's kid. You've decided which way you look cute."

Mr. Lüstilla with no breasts. I don't make a scared tease of you, but I think it would have been subtle if you looked like Mr. Dylan. The contents are definitely two children, but I wonder if you were glad your appearance resembled that of Mr. Lüstilla.

"Ah? What are those eyes?

"Yes, no, it's nothing, is it?

I wonder why when you think about breasts and things that make fun of couples, you can turn a scary eye right away. It's still a mystery, from when we met until now.

"So, what about you guys?

"Heh, what is it?

"Don't be silly, you're a kid. Ko-do. I know the circumstances of the sworddaughters and squires are complicated, but I'm guessing you have no problem with the samurai festivals or the samurai? I know about your special skills, but don't some of them have kids?

"Mr. Lüstilla! That's!... because we have our pace"

Sistina suppresses Mr. Lüstilla by speaking up like she panicked.

... Could it be that there is talk of that every once in a while at a drinking party or something between women that is open?

"Whoa, that wasn't my thing to say, forget it. Let me just say one thing."

"Yes."

"I know your chosen path, and I know you can't have kids with momentum because I know there are complicated circumstances. But you're gonna make all the women happy, aren't you? Then you can't avoid it, can you? And there's something wrong with that, and you guys can do anything."

……

"My husband and I were both happy. But my happiness has doubled with her."

It is obvious that that is not a lie if you look at Mr. Lüstilla's face looking at the house where Lüla went in. And I do have the confidence that we can manage whatever happens... now.

"That's right, the words of those who are forty (sooner or later) closer have inclusions."

"It's you! I'm only half-thirty!

Turn your ears upside down and hit me in the back of the head, Mr. Lüstilla, but that blow is somewhere warm.

"... I really don't think you guys have a problem. I wanted to be proud of my son. I was just a fool."

"No, thank you"

He told me you interrupted me with a small bow of his head, and with a gentle smile, Mr. Lüstilla left. Me and Sistina, left behind, look at the blur and beyond.

Surely Sistina and Melistia would look good on their mothers, originally it seems that Samurai Festival is not uncommon to have a contractor child in relation to dedicating both body and mind to the contractor. When I first came to this world, I needed to fight to make money and live. So I couldn't afford to have children and raise them, so I was using birth control in Sistina's [in-room surgery].

But I'm not in trouble with money right now, and even if I need to fight again, my power is so excessive. There are no disorders in childbirth or childcare. Sistina also looks 20 because she got [immortality] at 20, but she's actually in her mid-twenties...... she's no stranger to having two kids in this world.

"Sistina, answer me honestly"

"... Yes"

"Do you want a baby?

"... Yes, I want your husband's (...) child"

Hey, hey! Say no if you say that up front while dyeing your cheeks...... no, you're not. Sistina told me and I noticed. Even I want a child with Sistina... everyone.

In the end, you're saying I wasn't ready. I wasn't sure if I could properly raise my own child. My own parents were never the kind of parents to be a model.

But there's a lot of people around me right now. I don't need to feel anxious.

"Sistina......"

"Yes."

"I hope you look like Sistina"

"Huh?"

After Sistina has a surprise look on her face, she goes to tears. Oh...... I can't, I can't believe you made Sistina think this.

"... you'll surely be a nicer kid to resemble your husband"

"Really? But anyway, if you're born healthy and you grow up healthy, that's fine."

"Yes!"

I'm a little shy, but with that smile full of joy, Sistina's Best Smile Rankings, which I rank in my brain, have been updated.