Tanaka family, reincarnated.

It's connected to the building.

Following the thread, the three brothers had come to an area lined with all the run-down, poorly maintained buildings that seemed no surprise to collapse today, tomorrow.

"Monster, please, stay safe..."

Georg looks at the building with a feeling of prayer.

It is a common brick construction in this country, and doors and windows that would have been made of wood are in a state of decay or piercing.

Even the roof is collapsing everywhere.

Knock is necessary. Right...... what a swallowing thought Emma had, the boy of the day popped up in momentum.

There is no way to notice the transparent thread, and I raise my angry pregnant voice.

"Why not a purse?"

Bash what the boy had on the ground.

"What am I supposed to do! Keep it up, keep it up..."

You don't realize the existence of the three brothers, you sneer and cry out on the spot.

As a Georg, you should have stolen my wallet, but it doesn't seem like you're taking it in or anything and it's not an atmosphere I can tell you about.

William is also stunned by a sudden seizure.

Within that, the boy pounded himself in the head and started a grand one-man reflection with my idiots, idiots and buckers.

Emma crouches in front of the boy in a very light foothold and talks fluffy, except for her face, which is messed up by tears.

"Hey, can I have that demon back?

Don't read the air. The whole mountain thing.

That's Emma.

What the boy slammed on the ground was the most important demon he could not go wrong with. I'm glad it's not a rainy day.

Even as a boy surprised by Emma, who suddenly appeared in front of him, lowered back and tried to escape, he is inhibited by Georg and William.

"How did you find out about this place!!

A boy rushes to wipe his tears.

"Bad things can be found."

Georg carefully collects a wide collection of demons scattered across the ground.

Count the numbers and overflow the sigh of relief.

"Good, I have it all right"

Speak a heartfelt relief and look at the boy.

I first ran into a sled, including in my previous life, but I didn't realize it was stolen until Emma told me to. If she's a bad girl, she's definitely the former.

"What the fuck! You guys! What slum guy? Come after me like this, it's a territorial invasion!

For a moment, the three brothers look suspicious without knowing what the boy is talking about.

"Even if you walk through the subordinate neighborhood, you'll know it when you're about me! A guy in clothes full of twigs like that, 'cause he's not around there, that's just a slum dwelling, right?

What do you think? and the boy gets up in momentum.

The clothes the three brothers usually wear at home have been said to be more worn out than the common people.

Indeed, when playing with cats, nails are accidentally caught and clothes are often torn.

Even when it comes to cats, at that size, it's fun to have fun because you can screw 4 of them, but you can't hurt your clothes in exchange for Moffmoff.

Especially in the last six months, there have been days when I've been flashly shaken off because I've been practicing riding cats all the time.

Torn, don't you think?

All you can see is the family and servants in the mansion?

I have no idea how to renew clothes to the Stewart family who have suffered from poverty for a long time.

I also use extra cloth when making Rose-like dresses without matching patterns or colors.

The base was in plain clothing, the brightly colored hitting cloth produced a tsugi hagi that could not be covered by the technique of sewing alone, and what the boy would say also had a rational appearance.

The fabric itself is made of emma silk, so it's never cheap, but it's the finest.

"No, I don't live in a slum..."

Something calms me down around here - I can't help but think that everyone in the subordinate neighborhood around me might have recognized the three brothers as children of the slums. Well, here, was it Slam Street...

"Fine. Don't ask me anything more, because I will... I'm sorry, I'll give it back. Give me a break."

A raw smile is directed at the boy and makes him feel complicated.

"Why were you crying?

Once again, Emma mouths the question that came to her mind without reading the air or the context of the story.

"I didn't cry...... you have a terrible scar if you look closely? Even the nobles did this to you? Doesn't it hurt?

A boy notices Emma's scar and looks at Emma worried. A conspicuous scar, even in a hat, is inscribed mercilessly on a cute face, albeit slightly pompous.

Maybe being cute turned me into a vendetta. Some guys are going to do terrible things regardless. She seems older than herself, but she still looks like a child.

With all that scratching, it's something I've been able to live with.

"Be careful on cookout day, huh? Some guys are nice, but some guys are okay with terrible things, right?

Especially since a thin, weak one like you is easy to target, the boy even gave me the wrong quote and advice on his own.

The three brothers, who are not bright on Wang Du circumstances, tilt their necks wondering if the slums can ever do terrible things to the nobles. I recognized the cookout as volunteer, but isn't it? Isn't it strange that nobility is the most suspicious thing, not that you got caught up in a slum fight or something?

"Even yesterday's cookout... it was the worst noble week I ever had, and I tried to get everyone to finish and go home before they had their meals around! My brother asked everyone to feed me because I'm going to do the treasure I keep..."

For saying I didn't cry earlier, the boy's eyes are starting to get wet.

The three brothers are not familiar with the system of cooking for which nobility is obligatory in the Wang capital. Isn't it normal to bribe all those gathered?

The angle of the tilted neck gets deeper and deeper. I'll leave it in the corner of my head trying to get my mother to tell me.

"Treasure?"

Emma reacts to the treasure as soon as possible. No heart or eyes glowing.

I wonder what a treasure is in a slum. Money would spend it ourselves, and food wouldn't bother coming in line to cook it out.

"They just took the treasure and went home!

He eats and ties his teeth tight, and the boy is angry enough to tremble.

"Is that... not a thief?

I'm talking about what it's like as a nobleman, not as a person.

And what is so much treasure that the aristocrats take it home?

"Instead of thieves, my brother tried to stop the running carriage... in the carriage..."

Finally, Guzzi and the boy cry out.

Is nobility even allowed to do that?

The shock runs to Japan, where there is no identity system, and to the three brothers, who only know Palace, who could not live until a short time before the border.

"What about your brother?

The boy cries louder at Emma's inquiry. Slap him gently until he calms down with a pom on his back, and he'll hold on, but resume the conversation.

"I've been... asleep. Relax, I can't stop bleeding... so I thought I'd buy some medicine..."

He said he slept.

The boy was a boy, and there seemed to have been a stuffed situation.

"I stopped by the pharmacy on the way... but realized it wasn't gold..."

I'm getting a little pathetic.

The three brothers look at each other and nod at the same time.

"We don't have a lot, but we have some, so let's go to the pharmacy now."

Tell the boy what his brothers mean when Georg tells him that the sleigh thing runs into the water and helps the boy. I can't just leave you like this.

The sun was starting to set and it was getting time for parents to worry, but originally, they might take a big look at it because it's Arafat & Arather.

"Are you sure?

The boy looks up to his brother with his eyes like he sees the Savior.

I don't care how you look at it, I can't believe you used more tsugi hagis than your own clothes, no money on your brother's meds... especially when he slapped me on the shoulder to make me calm down, even looks like an angel, such as a boy with scars on his face.

"Hmm... I can't believe it, let's go check on your brother's injury, shall we? I need to buy what I need first."

The angel's grinning face gives Twink and the boy's chest a moment for some reason. It's as if an angel's arrow stabbed him.