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

Grab a pack of beautifully finished lunches and climb the stairs.

From behind, the sun came with totetote and hasty feet, with good rhythmic footsteps.

"I always think your brother eats fast"

"Ah."

Nothing, it's not particularly early. The reason is because I have you.

Next to people getting a delicious handmade lunch box from Shohei, they talk perky about a topic they don't really like, so they just want to finish their lunch and sleep in their seats.

"So, this is a continuation of what I was saying earlier. Which high school defect will you take down?

"Um, come on."

What is this convenient mistake?

In the sun, I'm finished like "a lonely walrus, hard-line, oligarchy, unknown, dark sartorial who succeeds in defeating evil man's confession".

Dark Hero Totally.

"Every time, it's getting silly to correct me, but I'm gonna say it again, okay? I don't like it and fight, and I'm not trying to take the initiative and get into a fight. One way or another, he's a warm man who wants a peaceful routine."

Even if you can't do it.

Of course I understand that my environment is not normal right now, and there are many things I regret, but I am convinced of them all.

Even the fights of the past are a great part of what you deserve.

That's why when I moved to this town, I secretly swore to myself not to quarrel as much as possible.

"Yes! I know! That's what you're saying!

"You didn't actually come from me?

I have no idea. That sparkling eye already tells the story of it.

I ascended the stairs, and the two year classroom I arrived was on the third floor of this school building, at the top.

Lunch breaks are also in the middle of nowhere, so many students in the hallway have a pleasant conversation or joke about each.

Walk down the hallway with your hands in your pockets holding a lunch wrap by your side.

"... they're watching me."

Look at me, my students' eyes change.

Those who contain fright or send strange gazes.

Intentions vary, but most students passing by look at me and the sun.

"My brother stands out."

"You, too."

A high-height, ill-eyed me and a blonde leatherette dressed in a low-height, modified uniform.

It's a convex combination like the one shown in the picture.

That would be noticeable.

"Next time, meet your sister. He's the one who odds with the idea of pulling in, but he rarely said he wanted to thank me for that day. Whatever. Your brother took care of you."

"Shohei?

Oh, speaking of which.

When you were in that bazaar, did you leave the girl you were crying at first with Shohei? Is that when it happened?

"It's nothing like being thankful. The fact of the matter is, the cops who came running after me held me down, and it was mine."

Until a lot of sightings revealed the facts, they thought I was the murderer.

He was about to be taken to the precinct. Dangerous.

"Still. I'm sure you helped me."

"Well, if you feel like it. I'll tell my brother anyway."

Gently descend the palm of your hand to finish the topic.

With that said, is Shoheida Elementary School already home this morning in class only?

If I'd been straight home, would I have been home by now?

That day is one case I don't want to remember.

It was the beginning of a dark middle school. Had it not been for that, I would have made about one or two of my good friends by now.

I'm sure it is.

We'll get to our classroom.

When I opened the door and went inside, the classroom quieted for a moment and my gaze, mainly from women, focused all at once.

Yes, yes, it's my return.

I'm half fucked.

This is what I've found out in my experience so far, but if a girl hates me, that year will be hopeless.

It's not like I didn't do anything. There are certainly times when I managed to make friends.

There was a time when I managed to desperately try to have conversations and communicate while eating "Domo" while Kyodo.

Though mostly freaked out in the early days, after a while, he starts talking to people who are in good shape or something like a monster of communal ability.

The arrowheads who were so happy they tried to get on with it, they would walk away from me at the speed of the light, afraid that they would start giving advice and being avoided by women.

Because of the differences in gender, it is also bad that there is no common topic.

I can't have any conversation that girls might like.

So I can't even be satisfied with my self-defense, while my impression gets worse.

Topics within women pass on at an alarming rate, and message games are things that gradually change and pass on.

Bad deeds that I don't remember or cases that I don't remember will be made next.

It even adds up to the mindless exaggeration characteristic of men, and my name grows like a monster with no entity.

If that happens already, it will be good for you. I'm not left with any means of being fat.

Even in this town, I'm sure it is. I'm no longer in the pattern.

Infinite combo. I don't have time for a guard posture, and I can only keep taking the heavy blow of bad reviews.

In short, it has been established that two years in this high school have already ended.

Nannon.

"Oops."

Place your lunch box on your desk and pull the chair.

The classroom gradually regains its hustle and bustle and is revitalized.

"Brother, don't you want to dry your throat?

"I don't want it. I'll buy it myself when I need it."

"Go buy it anytime, feel free to say so!

Let's have a conversation, Nishita! I haven't had a chance to talk to you!

I sit in my chair in a shadow and look at the window.

The view isn't very good because it's the seat on the far end hallway side.

Outside the window directed to the ground, you can see the fang rock small.

A giant rock with an estimated 100 metres of reverse triangle, with a dungeon inside.

Because of its resemblance to fangs piercing the earth, it is the landmark of this rural town, known and familiar as' Tooth Rock '.

There is a nest of dragons that exists deep in the woods behind our house and where Aoi and his mother Yul spent many years.

But now there is nothing left in the nest.

Officer Dougie told me that the investigation by the Treasure Hunter Association into a large investigation mission is already imminent.

With my father and Aoi, I've cleaned everything up before they vandalized me.

An organism called a dragon, whose reality, although real, has not been revealed.

They're not just the Treasure Hunter Association, they're all after dragons.

Rumor has it that if you drink that blood, you will gain mighty power, and if you eat that egg, you will become immortal, and the gems that dragons accumulate have the finest value, and their skin and flesh are home to a variety of paranormal effects.

The world is full of tales like that. Of course, it's mostly bullshit.

There is certainly an undeniable part of it, but it has been told by Aruba and Aoi that such a legend or legend is wrong.

But they believe it. They're after Aoi, Jaja, Nana.

To them, the dragon decides to think he moved away.

Fantasy, familiar with myths and legends, our Brain Mikuma said, 'The dragon that was actually witnessed in the past has never laid a nest in the same place since,' and the furniture that was originally in the nest has been brought into our house and has been a little rough inside by the power of Aoi.

Now the dragon should be in the guise of saying, 'I was in a hurry to get the eggs targeted and moved away in a hurry'.

During the investigation period, I feel sorry for you, but Aoi and the twins rarely go out.

As far as Officer Dougie knows, that period is about two months.

It's a long time. It's really annoying.

For once, my father is planning on getting me out of the car on my day off and letting me play away from town.

It's pitiful to only be able to leave the house once or twice a week, so I'm building a plan with Shohei to make my eyes full of fun.

"Tooth Rock, was it definitely the neighborhood of my brother's house"

"Hmm? Oh, sort of."

"I've seen it from afar, but I haven't seen it very close. Until a little while ago, the dungeon was still alive, and there were a lot of treasure hunters in this town."

"Heh."

Pretend not to know.

I've actually been in that dungeon before. I can't say if my mouth is torn or anything like that.

It is a crime for an unlicensed ordinary person to dive into an association controlled dungeon. There can be fines or prison sentences.

The "Tooth Rock" dungeon is a harvested dungeon based on rare ore and herbs with special pharmaceutical ingredients, and is now mostly depleted and depleted.

If the demonic stone that builds the dungeon over there can replenish enough magic, the ore and herbs will recover naturally too, but Japan is originally a less magical area.

They say that something in a dozen or so dark points of magic concentration everywhere would be a bigger, deeper dungeon, but not so much in this town.

And the magic stone in the fang rock is quite small. Demonic stones with different reserves in their size and type seem to determine the size of the dungeons that are built largely by size, making the tooth rock a smaller dungeon among those in the country.

"Well, it's a place deep in the woods,"

"Yes, you are."

I manage to pass the pretense of not knowing and end the conversation.

If I go on any further, I'm going to get worn out.

Again, I looked at the fang rock I could see in the distance. I don't see my home, but the fang rock is there to strengthen my presence.

I put my gaze back in my lunchbox, wondering if I would ever go again.

It was then.

For a moment, the outside of the window stained bright white.