Since I've Reincarnated as the Villainess' Father, I'll Shower My Wife and Daughter i

Whenever there are more families, nobility is a busy thing, in the back of my heart, that I don't want to leave a place called home.

I must immediately meet and thank you for as many birthdays as I have been given. Well, a lot of people don't get to see each other because of their distance or their busy schedule, but I happen to know someone in the Knights' jar that took me down the street, especially when I came to the castle without being able to ignore the celebration from His Majesty the King. He noticed me, too. He came closer.

"This is, Duke of Fall. Can I help you with a place like this?

"Long time no see, Viscount Gleese. Are you training?

"Yeah, how about Duke Fall join you?

It's been a long time since I've seen Viscount Gleese, the Knights Commander. I feel like I've gotten better and better since I saw him before, but speaking of which, I remember getting a birthday celebration from this guy, and I said,

"I won't let you. Besides, Viscount Grease, thank you for celebrating the birth of my daughter and son."

"No, congratulations. I'm surprised you're a twin."

"I was surprised, too. But I'm more than happy to have twins and everything."

Viscount Grise, who did nod to the words, said as he remembered there.

"Speaking of which, thank you for your son."

"What are you talking about?

"The words you used to call me when I met my son, I was able to talk to my son properly."

Son... oh, that red-haired kid. Sure you just met him when he was just reincarnated? I remember baking a concierge on that kid and Viscount Grise who seemed kind of weak, but...

"That would be due to the efforts of both of you. I didn't do anything."

"Be modest. My son said he wanted to meet you and thank you. Speaking of which, it was my son who suggested we give him a birthday celebration."

"Was it? Then let me thank you very much next time."

"Yeah, ah, if so, do you have any plans after this?

"It's not... anything?

"Could you just give me a little guidance on my son's swordsmanship?

I decided to say no to those words after shoving them into my face that they were a pain in the ass.

"What about that... Isn't Viscount Gleese, the Knight Commander and father, more apt than I am?

"I'd like to... my sword alone had its limits on what I could teach my son. I'd like to teach you something stronger than me as soon as possible."

"Well... after seeing Your Majesty, I can take some time..."

"Thank you very much."

It's a hassle... but to say no, I took care of this guy for his birthday, and I don't know what else to do.

"Okay. I will help you with a slight force. So which way do you do it?

"Let's do it in the training arena."

Hmm? What did I just say?

"Maybe your son is here?

"Yes, I've been asking other members to do some archery here lately."

"... is that so?"

My kids, who are only 4 or 5 years old, are mixed up with the Knights to train... not without signs of cheats. Well, it's none of my business, so I thought, okay? Because I thought even this tough guy wouldn't be coaching boulders on abusive behavior.