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The snow has dissolved and spring has come to the kingdom.

The city on the border, which already stretches open five miles away, also gradually warms up, and spring flowers begin to open their buds.

The bath, the front door, and the dining room awakened in one of the common adventurers' rooms, Shirley glanced at each of the two girls sleeping with their rich breasts from both sides of her body.

"……… Why do you dive into my futon at all times when you have your own room"

Whether you were falling asleep or wazzing, zero sigh to the girls who are even ten years old and try to pull on themselves to sleep.

But the word is backwards, and the staring two-colored eyes have no shards of annoyance. Some kind, merciful look.

"Well, and"

The sun rises and the morning sun plugs in through the window.

To keep her awake, Shirley slowly got out of bed and hung the futon back on them, gently stroking the same white hair as herself.

We both inherit our shadows strongly, and then our funny eyes are closed to the lid. Usually loosening her sharp, sharp, sharp eyes for only a moment, Shirley washed her face after leaving her bedroom and changed from her bedtime clothes to the dining room, which is a common space.

"Morning, Shirley!

"Good morning, Mr. Martha."

Welcoming with a vibrant smile in the morning, the right-width, brown-haired middle-aged woman is Martha, one of the couple who runs the inn.

My age is just forty this year. Ten years older than Shirley, she didn't seem to care about her loving, bare voice color, and wrapped her long hair up to her waist behind her, warmly welcoming Shirley into the kitchen wearing an apron.

"So can I borrow your kitchen?

"Aye."

Villa Taole, an adventurer's inn, is beautiful and spacious, contrary to its name.

Martha's husband's grandfather, who is quietly in the corner of the kitchen... he gave the inn an interesting and funny name for what the founder thought.

A residential sink or stove is provided in the corner of the kitchen for the adventurer who rents a room monthly for an adventurer who does not have a home and who also serves a meal if he pays for it.

"Even so, aren't you tired? I was crushing my goblin nest yesterday, so I wish I could eat with us today or so."

"No, I'm not particularly tired. Because it happens all the time."

"Well, that's right."

Eyeball roasting on toast, creating a salad and a classic breakfast menu on roasted smoked meat. When I first started preparing my meal, I had many hand injuries, but with years of experience, I'm used to them now.

"Even though I'm dying every day, I'm impressed that we're going to have dinner for both of us. Normally, adventurers don't have room for feelings."

Every day, the exchange of life against demons and evil men. Few adventurers are more mentally fatigued than physically.

As Martha puts it, there are many adventurers who lazy in their daily routine for those reasons, and the Inn's dining room is always busy because they don't have the energy to cook meals.

In fact, Shirley is the only resident who uses the kitchen. But there are rarely days when she doesn't stand in the kitchen.

"…… because every day, I risk my life."

Keep your eyes off the work and Shirley shrugs.

"In a world like this, adventurers or ordinary people, but I don't know when I'm going to die. I want to keep you alive."

I dye my cheeks a little shy because I revealed my heart.

If true, there are many safer jobs, not adventurers. However, in the era of rushing out, we are now making steady requests and making more money than the coarse average household.

She has a variety of circumstances, but even if she changes her job now, her earnings on the moon just drop, or she wants to be held captive for a certain amount of time until she spends less time with her daughter, for two reasons.

And most importantly, Shirley is a criminal who has flown from the Empire. Fortunately, there is no treaty between the empire and the kingdom for the surrender of criminals, but the conditions of employment in the kingdom are not as sweet as the easy hiring of a former vagrant who does not reveal his previous history.

(Most of all, the miscalculation was too great)

Originally, an adventurer can be registered with no prior history as a remedy for unidentified floaters or released criminals. In other words, no matter what you scratch, there's no other way for Shirley than to be an adventurer.

I'm just afraid the name has spread too widely, even though I'm still in the B-rank.

(I can just say that, but I think it's a big deal.)

Martha is impressed not to know after knowing her mood like that.

Martha and Shirley will be dating for over nine years, but she is reminded once again that she is a clean mother, even if she doesn't look like a young man.

"Hi, Mom, Martha."

"Ah. Morning, Sophie!

"Good morning."

As Martha watched Shirley with warm eyes, two girls with white hair appeared in the dining room like snow.

Unlike Shirley's sharp eyelids, the beautiful girl with pale circled eyes is the true sister of the twins Shirley gave birth to.

Adventurers who already gather in the dining room… there is no need for a man's eyes in particular. Even in shape commensurate with their youthfulness, they can't help but pull down their defensive range, the beauty that is completed is there because they are unfinished.

"What, Tio! You don't need me to walk on your own, no more!

"Mmm… Good morning, Mother"

"Yeah, good morning, Tio."

And it was Tio, a sleepless twin sister, who showed up to be dragged by Sophie while she slept half way down.

If you call your sister an angel, is she still a fairy or something? Unlike her mother and sister, her sleepy red eyes and attractive appearance, no less than her sister's, in normal times and somewhere else, create a fantastic atmosphere that goes hand in hand with her physical quiet personality.

"Wait a minute, because I can do it right away."

"Oh, me, plate and water out."

"Bye, me too"

Seeing the two of them taking the initiative to help their mother, Martha stroked their heads as if they were terribly impressed.

"You're both great with your usual help. I'd love to fry and drink the dirt from my fingernails with my daughter."

Martha has two daughters and two sons each. They are both adult and independent or in training to succeed the inn, but the two daughters were quite prodigal daughters and had their hands burned scattered.

Thanks to having such a daughter, Martha and her husband are very adorable about the two of them. Sophie and Tio miss each other, and Shirley can keep her daughters with relative confidence.

"Hey, it's not that bad."

"... can illuminate"

Sophie and Tio praised, while Shirley snorted proudly to make sure no one noticed.

No matter what trivial matters, there is no mother who is not happy that her beloved daughter has been praised.

They're going to say you're a big father-in-law, and I think so myself, but I'm glad my daughter appreciates anything.

Nevertheless, I'm not going to put that on the table. To preserve my mother's majesty, I unwittingly endure my eyes dropping and my mouth corner is about to rise, silently ending my breakfast preparations.

"Well, let's have it."

"Yeah!"

"I'll take it."

The sight also seemed out of place for the inn.

To put it well, the adventurers who start gathering for breakfast are blinded by the beautiful, daring to say badly, elegant inn dining room, the beautiful gray-haired mother and daughter who start eating in that corner.

The three people, even picturing themselves eating a meal, would look like older sisters if they didn't know what was going on.

Women envy the beauty of even a simple meal or table that brings them together, and men accidentally nail their gaze.

The table illuminated by the light of the sun that plunges through the window is like a painting painted by a master. Such a mysterious and sleepy sight marked the end with a word from Tio.

"Speaking of which, I was confessed to another class of boys yesterday, does Sophie hang out or something?

"Huh!?

At that moment, the dining room...... no, the whole inn was swallowed by a spectacular killing spirit that could be likened to both flames and ice.

Of course, the adventurers in the dining room, those still spending time in the room, suddenly tremble in the pressure of the Great Falls, rattling their teeth.

Who the hell is it that releases the will to kill even those who sleep? One or more adventurers who can manage to move look for the source.

Whoever unleashed the intimidation of slaughtering and killing all beings, unworthy of this peaceful breakfast place, sat in the corner of the dining room.

"Hey, how do you know!?

"Coincidence. I just saw it occasionally. It's a big mistake to think that people won't come because it's behind the school building."

"……… hey, really?"

The origin of the intent to kill was Shirley whining in a low voice pretending to be nothing, but actually sounding from the bottom of hell.

Before the pressure to tremble the adventurers in line, the young girls are flat because the pressure never turns to them?

The courageous adventurers listen to what the hell is making her do that while enduring the killing.

"I said no to that. I didn't know him very well."

"Huh. I went home thinking it might be disturbing when the atmosphere was good, but I was worried that it would be useless."

".................. ho"

The intent to kill spreads unexpectedly.

The adventurers turned their fearful gaze to see if the wrath of the sword ghost had subsided.

"If you were going to say that, Tio would have gotten a love letter! Don't you think it's unfair to just let me answer?

"Mmmm... is that what you came for?"

But the inquirer doesn't wholesale it.

Villa Taole swallowed by the kind of killing intent that will be crushed again. Now you even begin to see the terrible vision of being slaughtered by White Shura, and those in the inn are in a state of panic.

"So what? Who's he dealing with?

"A guy named Kevin a year older."

"That's such a popular guy among girls, isn't it!? I knew we were going out or...?

"I haven't replied yet."

Killing that gets denser as the story progresses. At this point, half the adventurers in the dining room blew bubbles and passed out.

"............ is that so? Is there such a man? As a parent, you have to find out."

I'm scared when I hear a voice whining about something with Posoli.

Her beloved daughters are both very cute. With all that appearance, it's understandable that a slightly absent child is impending to be in a special relationship.

And before that, his father stood up, and his mother believed in his daughter's eyes and watched him warmly.

(((But are you on your father's side?!?

But in that mother's case, the standing position seems to be completely reversed.

The adventurers ask me to finish soon, and if I can't do that, I'll fill my mouth with breakfast to finish my meal soon, but I can't get through my throat.

Eventually they began to appear even to those who offer their final prayers, but the end comes abruptly, just like the beginning.

"Ma, I refuse. Honestly, I can't think of that right now, because I feel like your mother is the best."

"Eh heh, me too -"

The moment they held each other from both sides in Shirley's arms, the killing began to create an embarrassing atmosphere that seemed misty and instead delightful.

"Cora, stop it. You can't eat while you're eating."

"" Yes ""

Contrary to what you're saying, that voice is clearly one octave high.

Wherever he was releasing intense pressure until earlier, and although he is desperately trying to hide it, he is now a parent idiot himself who is completely happy to be sweetened by his daughter.

Later, rumors spread that the adventurers, residents of Villa Taole, gain strong resistance to demonic madness, but that's another story.