Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

Barbarians?

Fact) Kim Kat is a savage.

Whether it's Mirkesha or Barbarian, it seems to mean the same thing. It's just a thoughtless tone, and it doesn't really matter.

You think your breasts are bigger than that?

I've never seen a breasts bigger than Winia.

That doesn't mean your mother is too big. There are overwhelming breasts everywhere, like Winia. What's wrong with you? I expressed it that way, but I never did. Her body shape was the same as Winia's.

It is quite tempting whether it is because of the teardrops there.

Taken as a whole, it was a woman who was very good with that big breast. The quality of the breasts. Large breasts cover the owner as tightly as their breasts are wide.

Beauty and atmosphere. And talent. Ability to fit in there.

Your mother's breasts were of such quality.

Is it a superior gene? When she was conceived by a woman with breasts like that, Winia inherited the gene very brilliantly. It is a blessing. The whole world would have celebrated it when she was born.

- A blessed house.

It must be a truck that the nobles are courting in order to make a connection with such a talented magician. Well, generally speaking, my personal taste is a tall, moderately lactating woman with brown skin.

-...

Anyway, Jennia Bellatud is looking at us with her heavy breasts on the table. Are you sure you want to emphasize the heavy rainfall? Or do you think it's natural to do that for the rest of us who are too big?

Either way.

- Excellent.

Of course, temptation does not work.

I almost lost my mind for a moment.

"... it's good to see you, Mother. Winia, let's sit down."

"Yes."

I naturally took out two chairs and sat down Winia and I sat down. I told you to sit down, so you should sit down and talk.

But let's make this clear before then.

"But it doesn't feel very good to use the word barbarian. But it's still the face of my son-in-law, isn't it? I trust you know the basic manners, so I won't say them separately, but please be careful."

"Oh, my."

She opened her eyes slightly and said with a smile.

"Are you in a bad mood? Then let me apologize. It's a habit of sticking it in your mouth."

"Is that so? Maybe so."

I'll hang up here because I'm not the only one. I'm Winia's heavy mother. If you call me that again, I might say it's a habit, so I skip it once.

Anyway, me and Winia sit in their seats and look at Jennia sitting across the street.

The white bo-covered dining table was very long. There are silver candlesticks like this.

A typical rich nobleman's table.

Are you enjoying dinner while eating course food here? There is no such thing as money in the world, but it would be natural for nobles.

Above all, the ceiling was high, chandeliers on top, windows on the walls were so big, and the light was quite good. So it seemed like Winia's mother was covered in light.

By the way... I don't think there's much difference between a real Winia and her age. Queek, do you feel like a five-year-old? Winia is also in her early twenties, but her cute appearance is only in her late teens.

I don't know how old your mother is, but she looks only in her mid-twenties. No matter how much you look at her... I would have convinced her that she was Winia's first sister.

"Winia."

A brief silence broke, and Jennia opened her mouth first.

"So you came back like this? I ran out of the house like that. I don't know how many years this is."

The voice was quite aesthetic, as we have just heard.

"I came here somehow, but I didn't come back. I didn't come home."

That's not true.

I didn't come home.

Winia replied confidently, despite being sarcastic or blaming. I was worried that it would shrink in front of my mother, but I don't think there's anything like that when I say it.

Same as always.

Then I don't have to go first.

"...."

Jennia drank tea for a while instead of answering. I can't say anything with such confidence.

"I live according to my wishes."

Then he opens his mouth again.

"Did you have fun?"

"Then why don't you have some fun living your life?"

"... you're still wearing it. I don't know how Erica taught me."

"Did Erica teach you how to work with money? My mom's attitude made me do this. Again. Again. Again. Mom always blames someone else."

"...."

Heh.

Even your mother can't beat Winia with Agari?

"... it's not cheap."

Jennia's eyes get thinner.

"And useless. What excuses do you have for running irresponsibly without repaying it when you grew up with your family's money?"

"What nonsense? Well, I'm going to be born to you, so give birth to me. You were born to say this? It's not like that. What kind of repayment? The real bullshit is the same as it is now, really. Are you still making that noise? If you're old enough, think about it."

Those who tried to retake as their own children were the same laws that existed in the modern world and the rest of the world.

Redeem what for your daughter?

My dad hasn't said that either.

"...."

Jennia's face is getting worse.

I tried to get my daughter back from home, but she talks better than she does. She sighed as she stared at Winia.

"Hah. I've known it since I ran out, but... I've grown up to be a really cool kid. There doesn't seem to be any awareness of being part of the Bellatud family..."

- Click.

Put down the teacup.

"If you're going to say that, you should have left when you were younger, why did you leave when your marriage was decided? Until then, life in the family was comfortable. The Bellatud family is rich. So I feel comfortable, and I say I don't want to do it, so I'm brazenly obsessed with the late topic."

"What?"

"Have you ever done anything to help your family in the meantime? Expanding your business with professional training like your sister? You didn't learn magic, did you? It's all for the family's money. No clothes, no life. Can it come out just because you didn't say you were going to be born with so much?"

This is ridiculous.

Now Jennia only thinks of Winia as her possession and a means of retaking.

- Bubbles.

I'm listening, so I'm getting angry...! Oh, fuck...! Winia's handling it well, so I can't wait a little longer and I'll smash the table...!

"It's true that you were comfortable, but if you had a baby, you'd have to take responsibility. What are you telling me to get out when I was a kid? Mom, that's always the problem. I think it's too weird. Of course I got a lot at home. But that's natural?"

Custody is a responsibility.

Responsibilities that you should not wish to be paid for.

"... even if it resembles your sister's half."

"You have Serena, right? Only half the sisters look alike, so stupid and gifted."

"But it's useless. Just getting married was a big help for the family."

How much do you think a premarital marriage is worth? If you just send me to get married, all these gains will roll in and talk like this?

Then it would be in the family's best interest to get married.

But only so that the children are not happy. This woman had a generous breasts, but all kinds of motherhood disappeared with the opposite pay. It is something that should not be.

"Sounds like help. You fucking cried?"

"Marriage is not a good thing. The reality is the same. But with it, the Bellatud family has gained enough. That's all... so."

Jennia's gaze is transferred to me.

"Mirkesha Paladin Boone?"

"Yes, ma'am."

He replied as he swallowed up his anger.

"You said it was Kim Kat, right? Winia said she was her husband, so..."

Jennia stares at me, and I stare at her. Although her breasts, which have been exposed for three days, are of no use to me.

- Void.

A breast that's just big.

It was hard to win a decent heart.

She had no beauty, no mood, no talent, nothing to lose. But crucially, she lacked maternal love.

That's why it's empty.

Motherless breasts are just balloons filled with air. I knew it very well. I know Winia's mother. And I know Risha's mother. Rich breasts seem to have value because they are maternal.

- It's cold.

Breasts should be warm.

However.

- Terrible.

Jennia's chest was cold.

Therefore, my heart also became cold.

"Are you saying you don't deserve it?"

"...."

Jennia stares at my face again and again.

Are you trying to evaluate me now?

"... it's not bad for a man's taste, but you can't do this. Will a woman of the Bellatud family use her spouse as she pleases?"

As she stares at me, she shifts her gaze back towards Winia.

"You said you left because you didn't like it? I'll decide what I want."

"Yes, that's what I said. I got it. I'm old enough to want to. I don't think we set ourselves apart, but we met after we left, right? By the way, I think it's called the Saint's direct paladin, which is unusual."

"It has to be unique. Honestly, isn't Paladin a good opponent?"

"Uh-huh. Well."

- Ugh.

At that time, Jennia made a sound with her fingers, and she snapped. The door next door opens, and one of the maids walks with a luxury.

- Bugs and bumps.

The maid who walks naturally puts that necessity in front of me.

Ham?

"Take that. Winia would like you to return it."

"What?"

"Winia. I don't say long. I'll give you a bridal class at home right now, so pick one. That's enough, right? You're free now, aren't you? Just because you don't want to do it is a child thing."

Tell me now...

"I'm not going to forgive you for being even younger. I want to play."

Do you want me to take this money and drop it?

- Boom.

The maid opened her eyes naturally. Inside, there were dozens of glittering gold coins. It's a lot of money.

And now you're telling me to return Winia?

No wonder.

Rather than money.

My woman is more important.

"Mom, really...! You're trying to treat me like this!!! What if I don't forgive you? Do you think I'd be scared of anything?!!"

Angry Winia shouts angrily.

At the same time.

- Quaang!!!!!

I couldn't stand it. I lifted my wings on my bare fist and lowered my hammer.

"Awesome!"

"Cao, nigga!"

At the same time Ham and the dining table were destroyed and sat down.

"Spirits of heaven."

- Quickly!

The crushed gold coins fly into the air.

"Gold Gorosh."

- Sunny!

The scattered gold coins pour like rain. Upon waking up, I immediately approached Jennia, who was looking at me with her eyes wide open.

I can't take it anymore.

I crossed the line.

"Mother."

"All of you...!"

"Winia is a hero."

Standing in front of her, looking down at her.

"It's mine. She's my girl. She takes my girl as she pleases. Marry her. Don't you think I'm upset that you're saying that?"

"What...?"

"If you give me the money right now, you think I'm gonna give up Winia, and Winia is more important to me than that golden butterfly. I see you as my woman who can't change money, as opposed to looking at her like an object."

"...."

"She's my woman, and she won't give it back. It doesn't matter what your mother admits. Winia is already my wife."

In my words, Jennia's expression changes to a visual angle.

"...!"

But the change was short.

Soon she opened her mouth as if she had found some peace of mind.

"That's it."

A little harsh.

"Do you know how much damage this will do to the Bellatud family?"

Loss?

"Winia's not going to be sold to another man. You didn't know you were coming back today, did you? Don't you think it's too insidious to just say that the anticipated profit is gone?"

You can't insult Winia with nonsense.

"Winia doesn't belong to your mother. Do you understand?"