I was practicing making strength, writing letters and painting in the garden, which is the routine after breakfast, and two of my childhood friends and their mothers were here to see me.

"Nha ~"

"It's just too much."

"Good morning, Ray.

"Good morning, Ray."

"Hello."

Let's lighten up the introduction of two of my childhood friends here......

Name/Elena (2 years old)

Condition/Good

Attributes/Ice

Job title/None

She's a girl with blue white, slightly habituated hair, golden eyes, cute smiles but usually sleepy eyes.

And Elena had a pinky, pointed cat ear on her head, and a loose tail growing from her bum. Yes, it is a cat beast tribe, the royal road of otherworldly fantasy. I was very surprised when I first saw it, but at the same time I remember being happy. Elena's mother tells me there are numerous other beasts besides cats.

Are there also species of penguins?

And the other childhood friend...

Name/Brat (2 years old)

Condition/Good

Attributes/Fire

Job title/None

The future of red eyes on her red hair is sure to make her look wild handsome. He seems to have a pretty cluttered personality but he's a sweet kid.

Unlike Elena, Bratt looks like a person like herself, but her father is a Dwarf and her mother is a half of a person.

I thought you had a heterogeneous half.

It seems that there are many species in this world, so I would like to raise the [appraisal] to quickly display the species.

And then the two mothers, Elena's mother is Ellie and Bratt's mother is Sheila.

"I knew Ray was smarter than my kid.

That's how Mr. Sheila always strokes her own head.

It seems cheating to compare the contents to my uncle, who was 38 years old in his previous life, to a 2-year-old, which is very awkward.

"We're going to the house, but I hope everyone's playing in the garden."

"" Yes.

"Yes."

"Let's play ball to ball today.

He played well among the three of us to hit something like a rubber ball in a circle. It's a simple game of out if you can't guess and take it.

"Fine."

"Yikes."

"Because today is the day I win. -

……

Lost...... It feels like losing one of my own.

Essentially, I have a memory of a previous life. I know how to use my body in my child, etc., so I end up being hit with a rubber ball fast, even though it should be advantageous.

Or I think you two are two years old and you're too physically capable.

Is two years old something you can catch a rubber ball with one hand, like Bratt, or jump and dodge like Elena? Or can't I just be myself?

"I eh.

"Yo, yo, yo."

"Next time I mean it!

Then I was the fastest of the three to lose...

Bratt throws a fastball (ray point of view) with a power he doesn't think is 2 years old, and Elena has never seen the ball hit.

"... let's end the day.

"hahaha"

"Often."

My uncle's tofu mentals are pechanko.

I always chill out until lunch like that, play ball, but I always lose to the two of us when it's a physical battle.

Would something make such a difference in health at the age of 2? Does status affect you considerably in different worlds? Or maybe we both have the skills to have health corrections. That's where I want [appraisal] to do his best.

We all eat lunch together, but Sheila cooks better than our mother, and lunch tastes better when she comes to see us.

Doesn't it mean her mother's a bad cook, Ellie seems to be on a similar level?

"Nah."

Elena eats well.

"Mr. Sheila, it's delicious!

"It's awkward...

"Hey, Brad! Then try our dinner once in a while!

"Ray, what does that mean?

Oh, I made a little good remark.

"... no, your mother's gohan oishiiyo?

Then your mother pissed me off. Damn, you brats!

Everyone goes home because they always say they have the rest of the chores when they have lunch.

I think I'll take a nap already, tired today.

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