[Urgent Request] How to Take Care of an Abandoned Dragon?

"But, hey, if this one makes better money, I wish I'd been an adventurer all the time, why 'd you stop?

In the depressed woods.

I heard that as I arrived at my father.

"No, my income isn't stable. And then I chose to get a job with a steady income, thinking about coverage and all that."

Uh, if you do get hurt or something and you can't take the request, you're dead.

"No, not now, but my mother was an adventurer, too?

"Uh, um, well, yeah?

What the hell, you have a bad tooth cut.

I wonder if it would be embarrassing for a child to tame me and ask me.

"And the national highway."

Looks like he's out on the road.

Concrete paved national highways stretch north and south.

"Oh, Dad, it's me."

I point to a car parked right around the corner.

It's a luxury car with black paint.

The tires are flat. From here, the rear wheels are both peppered.

And it was unnaturally rattling and shaking.

"You go into that forest over there and wait. I like the shade of that tree."

Okay. "

Wondering, I'll do as I'm told.

And it was at the same time that I backed the tree and heard something like a curse, a gunshot, and an explosion.

A few seconds or minutes.

As I stood still in the shade of a tree for a while, my father revealed his face with a glimpse.

And

"Give me your phone. And don't go out on the road for a while."

"Mmm."

When he got the phone from me, he started hanging it somewhere.

A few more minutes later, a police officer apparently showed up on a space transfer, and his father went to give an explanation.

A few more minutes to wait.

"Enough is enough."

With my father's forgiveness, I went out on the road.

Then I saw a car that was somehow worse off than when I first saw it.

Every car exploded, looks like it's on fire.

Next to the car, there was a stretcher and it was covered with a water-colored seat.

Often, it's the one that can be worn on a body I've seen in drama and incident news.

Five stretchers in total.

…………

Eventually, the stretcher was transported somewhere by a space transfer.

My father said two or three words to the police officer and he took me back into the mountains.

"An adventurer is a man who kills."

"Depends on the time and the case.

Do you despise me?

"Um, I don't know.

But if I can, I don't want to work like that.

Or you can never. "

"Right."

"Yeah."

"So, okay."

I didn't see what my father did earlier.

Because my father kept me from showing it.

Many times if you have handled the ingredients alive under the supervision of your grandparents.

Now it was time to get used to it, but the chicken thing was mentally tight.

Even if you're not in the shape of a person, you are.

This job, the adventurer's job, doesn't make the rough stuff right for me.

I'm glad I figured that out early.

"I'll only ask for help or collection."

"I like that."

And think.

Why is my father trying to make me choose a job that's not good for this kind of education?

"... Actually, Takara strained the other way around."

"Sister?"

"Well, you know what you can and can't do.

Takara was fine. "

Did my sister help you with this job, too?

And I was fine.

I'm not your sister.

"I know. And then, well, it's social studies.

It's not as great or as beautiful as some people say it is. "

"Hmm."

Maybe my father decided to bring black history quickly because I knew about it.

Once I got home from a request, I was on a bike, and I should have gone to work whenever I wanted.

I don't need to bother letting you help me with a job that even one father can manage.

Conversely, more baggage called me would make it harder to move.

There are surely many who try to stand out, trying to be held as heroes.

Even video posting sites are enough for people to do pretty dangerous things to earn views.

I wouldn't bother to confirm it, but I thought to myself that somehow it would be.

He said this was a social study to show reality, to keep his son from having weird dreams in the meritocratic adventurer family business.