On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

I didn't do anything to admit it.

I want to be strong, but I even taught Shigehiro Nishita to such an ill-eyed and crude man.

I have to admit.

His strength, indeed, may still be small.

But the heat was real.

So I'll be the first to admit him.

And let's admire it.

Healthy thoughts, and still certain thoughts.

"Yes...... move! Move!

Small, but powerful, that voice is definitely the voice of determination.

It's really regrettable that I can't burn that proud figure to the retina when I'm standing in an admirable predicament.

It's all right.

If it's sundown, no, Makio can do it.

Because I know that his eyes, which I told him before about wanting to be strong, were filled with bottomless power.

Because it was the light in my eyes that put me under barometric pressure, like a dazzling glow.

So, to this great extent, I don't have the slightest dust to question his determination.

"Let's go... Yes, I'll go, Mr. Dougie! Guys, don't leave your brother and sister! Hold hands tight, if you're scared, you can meditate on your eyes! Never stop just your legs!

Different than just now, ambitious voice.

Officer Dougie sees it and strokes his chest down and exhales as if he was relieved.

"Yeah...... yeah! Everyone I Heard!?

The chick's happy voice sounds.

"Wow, okay!

"I'm not frightened!

"Oh, I won't!

I see no shadow of fright in the voices of the children.

The force inevitably resides in my limbs, listening to such interaction.

"Guuuuuuuuuu! Konno! Damn you. Oh, my God!

I want to regain my vitality and willingness and exhale my temper from the bottom of my belly.

Over my head, Ruten puts his full weight on the barrier of the shield I erected with his big wings.

Crushed, will you stop?

Those kids, chicks, Officer Dougie, until Makio leaves here safely!

It's a comparison between me and your guts!

"Brother! I'll call for help right away!

"Ngugugugugu! I got it! Mahjong!

"Ha!"

I can't afford it at all, but I just have to look him in the eye and say these words.

Twist the twisting neck tightly.

Its face, finally visible, is a neutral handsome face that remains young.

Tall lows combined, and it shouldn't have been uncomfortable to be told that it was a woman. Mascot character of such a grade, Makio Nishita's face.

But not now.

The eyes of determination are riddled, and the mood of readiness is ample.

Oh, my God, I regret how cool you are.

"Brother, not! Call me Kaoruhei! Lord Dachi!

Shocked for a moment, hardened Makio.

But I immediately lifted that eyebrow and looked me straight in the eye and nodded strongly.

"Ugh, ugh! Kaoruhei-kun!

That voice is enough.

I put my face back on the overhead ruthen and put my strength back into the blood vessels that are about to cut off my head.

"Blonde chick! Makio, are you crazy? I'll definitely stop this one too! I asked for backup!

"Hi! Mr. Dougie, I'll lend you my shoulder!

"I'm sorry, please"

"We're all going!?

"Yeah!"

I return a short reply to the barking Gasario, and I hear a rushing leg.

Good.

Now at least the kids can go somewhere safe.

It shouldn't be that far from here to the public hall, even on the children's feet.

If what Gasario and Mikuma say is true, there are a number of treasure hunters over there to protect those who have been evacuated.

Kaoruhei-kun! You don't have to answer, so listen! I've been on the house phone all this time. I just got a call to the fire department! The neighborhood hunter's on his way there for me! Just a little harder!

If you're too good to be in front of me, you're gonna want to hug me, Mikuma!

Now we have more hope and possibilities!

My family's waiting for me! You can't lose!

"QUOOOOOOOO!!

You're in a hurry for me to gradually regain strength, Ruten spreads his wings wide again and jumps up and away from me.

I'm in the mood. If it had stayed that way, honestly, it would have been dangerous.

"Phew! Ha!"

The lungs want the oxygen they've lost.

My body is too heavy full of sweat and pride.

Lower your shield and follow Ruten with only your gaze.

The red eyes that emit that monstrous light as they swirl over the sky into the eight letters will not capture me and let go.

"Damn, give it up..."

I've managed to be misguided by feelings, but my body is already full of creativity.

If you think about it, it's natural.

Even though it's reduced by magic equipment, I was supporting such a monster with several, no, dozens of volumes and weights of my own.

I no longer have a feeling about my arm and I can't move it enough to know where my joints are.

I struggle to move one facial expression because my whole body has bones and muscles.

Maybe one or two of the bones, even if it's broken, isn't funny.

But I can't lose.

Turn your body around and see the kids running away.

That look of Gasario running right through Rockwolf beating him with a magic cannon, without even bothering him down.

Makio wasn't the only one who was frightened.

Even the chick running about the back should be scared. The kids are scarier.

I don't have many adults to help me, and I really should want to cry out, but I didn't do anything to make any weak noises.

Great kids.

The older one has the younger one, and the younger one.

Hold that hand hard and never try to let go.

He runs this sight, which even a large adult fears, biting his back teeth, closing his lid, his eyelids, and believing only in the warmth of his hands.

It's a lie those kids can't help.

"Quaaaaaa! Gaaaaaaaa!!"

"Huh! That bastard of yours!

With all the power of the Spirit in my lazy body, I ran out, too.

Because Ruten's gaze shifted from me to Makio and the others.

I don't know what's going on with the monster's thoughts, but it sounds like you made the most guessy choice you could think of!

"You're not after a girl or a kid. Yikes!

Desperately control your legs.

The weight of my magic fixture, which is my lifeline now, is honestly delicious.

Fantasy or real, I could hear a butch and something cutting in the back of my ear.

Maybe even the muscle fibers are cut.

Or maybe the joints that I couldn't do are rubbing and sounding like that.

But I don't care.

Here and now, it can't be a reason for me not to move.

Pass the side of Gasario eating up his teeth and winging Rockwolf.

Eyes only for a moment, interacting with everything.

Come on, Gassara. Come on.

I know. The wind. Don't worry about it.

You can do such a conversation in your brain at light speed, and then just run carelessly.

Ruten stopped spreading his feathers over the sky.

I glance at my body with no flexibility at all, and that one is probably breathing.

Gassaraio said.

He said there are only two methods of attack you need to be aware of in a fang rock boss.

If so.

Pass the lagging Ruten and follow after the Makio's men.

"It's not a snug imitation! The bird's monster!

The strange bird Ruten turns to the back of the Makio's men, exhaling loudly.

Wind braces.

Predict that ray and set up a shield to block it.

Somehow I knew, so I made it enough.

At the same time as arriving at the prediction point, the vortex-wrapped air blew out of its mouth in a straight line in a strange motion.

Pull two triggers on the erected shield and a pink barrier unfolds.

Prepare your teeth for the impact that will come.

"Guh!!

More than expected shock strikes me.

A body that leans almost diagonally to support the body that is pushed back by wind pressure hurts.

In the tornado wind, a variety of rock debris, large and small, is included, and the body is shaken by vibrations bounced back against the barrier.

The debris that bounced off me on the ground, Crushed, hits my back sometimes at a speed I can't ignore.

My back must be in terrible shape right now.

Ignore it.

Now is the time to endure.

Bear with me, bear with me, and when I get to the limit, what are you gonna do with that bastard?

Some of that guesswork aimed at the injured and the little kids, and my feelings for Ruten are no longer but anger.

I'll do it.

Such a creature, I deny it all.

The wind brace continues incessantly.

For an unthinkable amount of time compared to humans, Ruten keeps exhaling.

What a disobedient bastard.

Were you such an irrational monster?

I was licking it.

When I dived into the Tooth Rock, I was licking the Dragon Tooth "Ryusha" sword because it was too invincible, and because of my father's precise support.

Let's reflect. And let's connect next.

When the time comes to even give it a blow, amplify this back pain and a general sense of disorientation and hit all the birds in that condition.

Nature and grin come to mind in the fuzzy and gushing hatred.

I think you look vicious while I am.

If it were true, I would have gotten home by now and stuck with Jaja and Nana's soft cheeks and all that!

"Bye!

The roar of Gasario and the sound of something being crushed a beat late.

There's no room for words. I can't see where that sound is coming from.

"You made me wait. Wind stay! Wait, I'll help you now!

Right, did you bury that fucking wolf?

Well done. Let's brush him up later.

Whatever you want, you can moff him after you cheek him up.

It's a big service. Thank you, right?

Even if you want to tear that up, you don't even have a voice already.

The consciousness is no longer hazy.

When you look at the arm you kept erecting, you shudder with a pull and don't rely on it.

No, you can't.

I can't stand it anymore.

"Quaaaaaa!"

I desperately grabbed the consciousness to go to Kasumi and prevented only fainting.

The barrier radiated from the magic fixture gradually lowers its angle.

Abominable Ruten's voice echoes in his brain.

At the edge of his sight, Gasario is running with a bright blue face in charge of a magic cannon.

The power of the hand holding the shield trigger is slipping out.

Everything, the world of slow motion.

Shit. I can't end up in a place like this.

I want to laugh more with Jaja.

I don't even see Nana smile.

I haven't seen Shohei grow.

I haven't been able to return anything to my father.

I haven't done anything to Mikuma.

I haven't confronted Aoi's feelings yet.

I haven't fulfilled my promise to my mother yet.

Like a running lantern, the faces of family and close people go around in the back of their brains with glue.

Oh, my God, what a halfway house. I am.

"I made it."

"Huh?"

Someone's hand supported my body falling at the front.

"The father of a child in Aoinoun. You?"

Quiet voice.

As if this were a peaceful place, its voice speaks plainly.

No, not even the sound of Ruten wind braces at some point.

The magic fixture that should have been in my hand had fallen to the ground if I noticed.

"Fits? That not cute rat said it, and it's with the traits."

He squeezed his strength and raised his face in an attempt to ascertain the Lord of his voice.

"Which one? No?

A beauty with bright red horns was there as well, rocking bright red long hair.

"Oh, you know Aoi?

Trembling in the back of my throat, I could finally speak up.

Bright red she blinked her eyes once and slowly opened her mouth.

"I, Rougerich Tae Dranglow. I'm here to protect your family."

With an unreadable expression of any emotion, Rouge Richte replied.