Even Though I'm a Former Noble and a Single Mother, My Daughters Are Too Cute and Working as an

Fighting and fighting collide, becoming vibrations and shaking the atmosphere.

Large cracks ran on the walls and windowsills of Demon King Castle, the lawn ground on one side of the exercise area was torn and the brick passage was broken.

Looking up to heaven, cloudy weather roars and winds the great vortex, and birds and small animals on one side of the perimeter escape as if they had detected an imminent catastrophe.

A whirlwind rolls around the two culprits of all, and Kyle and the others can only watch the end of the line with their hands covering their faces. That's what you can say to the soldiers at Forged Demon King Castle.

"... Am I mishearing you? I thought I heard a lot of gossip right now.

"Until I tell the truth."

Demon King Zektor. And "White Sword Ghost" Shirley. The collision of killing intentions and fighting intentions woven by the strongest candidates of the Demonic Nation and the strongest human candidate scattered tensions around them that were also equal to the foretaste of natural disasters.

"The cutest thing in the world will be up to my daughter"

"No, my daughters are the best in the world."

...... If it wasn't for this conversation, I could have had an honest serial vibe.

"Phew...... man. Even if my child can't help being cute, I can't see the objective fact that a parent can really raise a child."

"That's this line. You've never even seen my daughters before. How dare you speak such grand language?"

"" ………………………!!

Instead of metaphorical, each other's magical powers interfere, and they can physically play bees and violet electricity.

"Sha, Mr. Shirley............! The target is the demon king............!

"Your Majesty, too. Stop exposing your visitors to ugliness at all times."

One who keeps one or another country. One or the requested adventurer. This kind of response could not have been possible for both of them, but the two of them were not calm at all right now.

My lord Shirley and I were supposed to greet each other with the greatest respect. But if they can keep their daughters down and shut, Shirley isn't said to be the strongest parent idiot or anything. And that seems to be the same thing for Zectre.

Simply put, there is blood on both sides of their heads and they have completely lost their calm.

(Hey... Could this be the situation?)

(Yeah. Maybe it was inevitable in a way)

Even on a daily basis, a really crappy fight often begins where the best thing I guess, no, my best guess, etc. It's an adventurer's guild, a restaurant, a gathering of hobbyists.

And this occurs when two or more families, two or more parent idiots, "I can't bear to have my own children decide best and not admit it around me," which is a really pointless and worthless struggle from around.

"Then I have no choice. Though they are exotic residents, why don't I also lead them down to the truth as king?"

But the struggle that seems to be a laughingstock if it comes after that is too out of standard for the hostile.

"Don't be shy. This is the difference in character."

"Sha, Mr. Shirley!

Spread grains of light and wrap around a swirl of silver glowing magic. Colours are different, but magic is very similar to the spatial magic commonly used by canaries.

It's the weapon or the user demon that comes out, Shirley, who sits on guard, and Kyle, who reaches out and runs over to perceive her crisis.

"Look. And think, my daughter is the cutest girl in the world."

... but the moment he saw what emerged from the void, Kyle was to rub his face over the lawn.

Bookshelves, bookshelves and bookshelves that line the back of the zector. The countless bookshelves that make you want to suspect that they were also made in the library outdoors are numbered and giddy packed with books on the back cover with the letters "Grimhilda Growth Records" and "Grimhilda Dedicated Album".

"It's a memorial book that I kept saving from the day I was born to today for what was indispensable. Let's make it look special this time."

As he looked good at it somewhere and pulled a single album out of the bookshelf, Zektor opened the page as if to make it look like Shirley.

There's a silver-haired infant with two hands holding a building block showing her gaze on the projector.

"This is the first time my daughter was interested in playing with the building blocks. This one would be like a fixed rating."

I see, he's certainly an adorable child. Shirley herself felt that way as well as Kyle, Leia and Cood.

The child of a creature so small that he cannot work satisfactorily on his own is uniformly adorable, with the exception, but he feels that the girl who is the daughter of the Demon King already has something like a future everywhere.

"……… Hmm."

I guess that's what I felt from my eyes. Sniffing his nose into a nosy zector, Shirley takes out what is in the Toolbox of the Brave.

"Ah! Mr. Shirley has a bookshelf too!?

"Whoa, whoa! Are you willing to fight it!?

The bookshelves, bookshelves and bookshelves are no less numerous than Zectre's.

The bookshelf contains numbered growth records and albums, divided into Sophie, Tio, and two (two-shot) albums taken together.

"It's a picture of Sophie and Tio's anniversary when they first stood and walked."

From one of those books, Shirley now shows off her proud photos to Zectre.

There was a reflection of Sophie and Tio at a young age, holding each other's hands and walking around the house in unbridled footsteps where their knees could not bend.

Shirley can remember this time as she did yesterday. When I saw the two of them standing up for the first time to hold hands and support each other, I felt like they had shown clear signs of growth, and Shirley wept as she pushed her voice to death.

By the way, it was Martha who took the shot instead of Shirley, who cried too much and was nowhere near the picture.

"…… Are you saying you won't admit it?

"Let's say it again and again. The best is my daughters."

I don't know what the royalty of another country is, but did you find out? Shirley, whose head has lost its calm, reopens and shows off her thorough anti-war posture.

Magical and physical forces resided in the gaze that collided, and electricity really splashed, not metaphors.

"Then look at this! This is my first tea party dress!

"It's a summer solstice festival of kingdom tradition, in dancer costumes. Neither of us dare to unify the design.... Do you understand what this means?

"You mean it's delicious twice...! But one of the most spectacular views of the demonic kingdom, the White Dress in the Olympus Hill overlooking the Great Sea Plains, is a good enemy! It would be exactly like an angel who showed up on earth, wouldn't it?

"This is a photo of me and the three of us standing side by side in front of the school gate when we started going to private school."

"Nooo......! Is this a unique photo of a common person who can easily attend a school building…… I envy making memories alongside my daughter………!

The common people have the appearance of the common people, and you have the appearance that they can be photographed because they are nobles. Zecter envying a situation we can hardly take for ourselves that is royal, but that is the same as Shirley.

Each other's sparks are even more intense, and the battle between the two daughters to decide which one is above them… or the quarrel between the ugly adults, transformed into the earliest mere pride tournament, is to be even more intense.

"Grimhilda, it's probably a six-year-old leak record! My daughter cries while the maid comforts me is also adorable again!

"Sophie, there are also recorded photographs of you in almost the same situation when you were six. By the way, it was Tio, my sister, who comforted me."

"They're getting harder and harder to clean up!?

"Uh, I mean, is it okay to expose it to public?

If we find out who we are, we will have no doubt about it. When he complacently showcases countless albums, including such photos, and finishes showcasing hundreds of albums, he now boasts a growth record that is likely to reach a thousand.

"Ha... ha... noooooooo...! You sound like a solid woman inside......! It's no exaggeration to say that you have written down everything about Grimhilda Tan. I didn't know you still had to change your opinion while keeping all of my secret books in sight......!

"Ha... ha... that's the one, come on. Why don't you stop turning away from the truth..."

"Ah, it looks like it's finally over."

If I noticed, the day was starting to tilt. Opening up to a bragging tournament that lasts too long, Kyle and the rest of them are back to Shirley and Zecter at the right time by taking a tour of Demon King's Castle at the invitation of the superintendent and enjoying an upper-class tea party that they don't usually experience.

"Here you go, Mr. Shirley. Come on, let's move on, shall we? You're here to meet me when you get the request, aren't you?

"I don't know about hitchhiking this chick, but it's barren to continue the controversy with no sign of ending forever, right? Don't you have to go home to your daughter as soon as possible?

"... right..."

"Your Majesty, too. Demon King, you have to show more fortitude."

Shirley finally starts to calm her head down after being put out to engage Sophie and Tio. The paying superintendent also utters words that glorify the demon king, but the Zektor of the day murmured these words at a size that sounded like Shirley.

"Hmm... my daughter is so cute that when she grows up, she'll be your father's wife."

"Kofu............!?

The word pierced Shirley with the shock that even physical force might have resided.

"Keho......! Kaha............!

"Mr. Shirley!? Something is still going to throw up blood, is it ok!?

Shirley, who did not put her knee on the ground in front of any enemy, is coughing up enough to put one knee on the ground, sweating and spitting blood while keeping her chest down...

Envy. That was the word that occupied Shirley's chest.

I'm not talking about logic like I can't legally marry my daughter and father, or the fact that I envy my current words because they're my mother and daughter is barren in itself.

I'm just jealous. I've never been told that before. This is a mouth shot that shakes instincts, not reason.

"Wow, even I………………"

"Mm?"

"Even I... I bathe with my daughters almost every day."

"Guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?

Zectre was blown away by an accidental zero drop counterattack. It was not a metaphor or anything, but raised to the sky as if he had been beaten with a giant fist.

How many years has it been since my father, myself, was unable to bathe with my daughter? Because of the pattern between father and daughter, it is natural to take a bath separately from my daughter of my age, but I still couldn't contain the sentiment of envy, and Zecter was beaten down.

"Oops!? haha!? Ha... ha... Apparently, it's not obvious just to argue with you... And at the end of the day, with force to protect my son, which love is profound, shall we decide the male and female?"

"Huh!?

"I just want......! Let's do all we can with this sword and prove my daughters are the best to show......!

"Huh!?

The demon king, who dwells in an industrial flame with tremendous magic power in his arms, and the sword ghost, whose blood rises on his head again and clenches a curved sword in his hands.

A few seconds before we hit each other anymore. Before the option of stopping those two came out, Kyle's whole body was dominated by his intuition that if he didn't run away, he would die.

"Yabba-!?

"Everyone, run - Eh!?

And then the clash.

Its destructive power shattered the grass ground, the scaffolding, and the blowing shockwave blew up all those around it.

The foreman jumps into the waterway surrounding the walls, and Leia hits the corridor pillar in the back of her head and faints. As far as Cood was concerned, he was reduced to a wall as if he had been sentenced to death.

Kyle, who was the only one who could take the passive, sends a sad cry to the two of us who are in an area that we can no longer interrupt ourselves.

"Why...... how did this happen to my daughter so proud!?

Then, the story goes back to the beginning (Prologue).

"What are you going to do? They are."

This is the first voice of Canary, who ran errands and stepped into the castle that he would have already finished his meeting with the Demon King. The expression was a strangely pitiful, cageless expression that was neither frightening nor disdainful.

"Alliance Master! J, actually............!

Against the backdrop of a ringing battle sound, Kyle explains the circumstances and persuades Canary to stop the two.

"Nah, enough. Well, it's no bother if you don't get patted up at all times, and I don't know if I'm gonna stop it. Bye... before that."

Canary retrieves the projector from the vortex of golden magic that floated in the void. The expression had a mockery filled with obvious joy.

"Let's start by dramatizing their ugliness, but it won't be too late."

This is what happened five minutes before Shirley became fiercely smothered in the face of the ugliness she later calmed herself down.