Chapter 406: To a time of love.
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"What are you guys doing if you don't think you can find it?"
Ms. Deane looked frightened by Special Agent Becker's hundred and General Tori, who had been wrapped around with rope and dragged to the square by Maia.
"No, I thought it was my last bath... hey"
"Ooh. Then I had a client and wondered if I should be insensitive. No, the Becker bastard would be for a peek, wouldn't he?
"Oh, you betray me!?
"Isn't that true! You want me to be a little quiet, because all of a sudden I get old hand signals!
"You've been watching cancer for that, haven't you? You did, didn't you?
"Shut up, both of you. He's the brave one in Karlwin."
Sighing, Mr. Deane.
"Isn't that Smythson bad there!?
"We just went straight into man water!!
Yeah. You're right.
... or something. Me and Naia are after them. Exactly when Maia flew over and got rid of the two of them, I didn't feel like flirting again in a slow hot spring.
"It's more or less an alley, no matter how much Smythson is an alley. Aren't you a little too alley to the brave opponent!? This is going to end badly for you one day!?
"I know there are hard words to say during the day, but you're like a fiercely oblivious old man, Becker."
"Leave me alone"
"I mean, we didn't do anything wrong, did we? It's time for you to untie the rope, if Lucia sees you like this."
…………
"Mr. Lucia!? No hey, this is it!?
There's some kind of halfway field unfolding, but let's put that aside.
"Are you going to send them back to the fort?"
"And Boyd and Rants. So we can call four of the gauntlets."
"Isn't that too obvious..."
"I don't care. Anyway, as soon as we're ready, we're all going back to the fort."
"That's right, though."
Mr. Deane receives the rope from Maia as it is with a cool face and takes the two.
"Get ready to fly to Celesta soon, too, Andy. It's not like we're gonna be playing for that long."
"Yes."
I can fly around easily because I have a dragon, or relax at a set point.
but this is nothing more than because it puts out an activity plan that assumes normal troop activity. In the light of common sense, a schedule based on dragons is not considered possible.
Ms. Deane is trying to use the difference to procure luxurious supplies, establish a complete supply system, and successfully pursue the search while also reducing the stress on the crew. All I can do is relax and be horny and say I have enough time for that.
That is why we must do our utmost to comply with the schedule set by Mr Deane. Mr. Deane respects me, but don't let that grow too much.
"So.... a little rushed, but I'll have Naia follow me in the future too"
"... to?
"There will be some jumping around. Naia herself is the real deal after it arrives in Karlwyn, so until then, you won't have a problem with me."
"It's... it's... it could be"
"Yeah. Well, that's the thing."
"... ugh"
I mean, I'm gonna do horny things with Naia in a lot of places.
... Well, actually, in parallel with that, I'd like Naia to do something to change her mind.
"... might have gotten a little faster"
Stroke Naia's head with a blush and a grunt, with each hat.
So, I took Naia... Baron's residence.
"Um...?
"Hmm?"
"Well, I don't really like babies."
"Really?
"Yes... in my hometown, only professional childcare women can touch children."
Is that the kind of system?
"But I'm not that used to babies."
Because the Beasts tend to have a lot of children. Regardless, there are not that many children in a normal household. So being used to babies...... makes for a fine stunt.
Even if Naia hadn't touched the kid at all, it shouldn't be as dramatic as she feels.
"Don't feel so bad. Peter's a half-dwarf, so as long as he doesn't bother to ramble it, and Polka says he's hurt, there's a spirit fountain."
"No, you know, even if all of a sudden I'm told on the assumption that I'm gonna be abusive to you, Peter,"
"So if you're normal, you'll be fine."
Walking in the baron's mansion as he talks, he finds his mother cleaning lamps side by side in the hall.
"You're going to be fine. Cleaning up?"
"Oh.... I don't want to, I really care about this"
My mother grins bitterly pointing at the coal on the glass of the lamp. It's somewhat cloudy, but usually to such an extent that I don't care.
"I've only been managing the lights all day. I couldn't stop wondering. I just switched it all with the lamp in the room I haven't used much so as not to inconvenience it, and I'm just cleaning it now"
"I wish I didn't have to do more work myself"
"I'm asking the Baron to be so good about his son and grandson. I don't want to be clueless."
"... sort of"
As far as I'm concerned, I have no objection.
Naia, who was listening to it, stares into her mother's eyes as she takes her hat and puts it against her chest.
"... after all, are children and grandchildren... is that all that inspiring?"
A mother who sees Naia's face properly.... Oh, speaking of which, I was not among those who introduced me as a female slave, so maybe I'm not sure who I am as a mother.
"This kid is Naia.... er, a new child looking to become a female slave... whoa!?
My mother threw an immediate thread at me. Naia grabs it on the brink of hitting it.
"Andy! Just think about that again... what's wrong with you! Seeing as a woman, slavery is... embarrassing. I am!
"No, the... uh, that's well, I'm sorry"
Yeah. That's what my mother would have to say. And even for me, I'm not going to hide it from my mother, so what?
... because in order for Naia to have a statue of the future to live here, she can't keep it to the Polka people, including her mother.
"If you strain Andy on his cheeks too, he'll pull right in, before he gets too well..."
"No, the... I am"
Naia looks a little troubled as she grabs the thread turning.
"Maybe you too, Kuchi, who says you can be Andy's slave? No way. Girls need to hold their eyes on men. You can tell by looking at it, Andy's already got dozens of girls on his hands, and he's a hella jerk, right? Oh, say it. It's hard being a parent."
"Then don't tell me."
"It's something I can't help but say! Whatever Selene or Jeanne is... I've already given up Irina or Mr. Fennel, but it's something I can leave the kid alone trying to be a new and weird companion! How much Celesta says two strands and three strands are allowed for a pussy like Andy?"
"No, Mr. Smythson... I don't think that's all Andy is"
Naia blocked her mother's words and hastily affirmed.
Mother to be extinguished.
"... Andy. What kind of lies do you blow in?
"I'm not lying or anything!?
But I know how my mother reacts painfully.
Not just Naia, but all female slaves since Irina are significantly overrated because they are impressed by dragons and holy beast relationships.
Well, I guess there's nothing more to believe than that because Lyla and Maia are referring to me as that "vessel".
Anyway, if you don't know me very well, from the flesh parents and old familiarity, that evaluation is nothing but laughter.
but Naia shakes her head.
"Leave that alone. More than that... I was born and raised in a place where parental connections to things like children and grandchildren are rare. So I don't really know what it's like to think that way... so I'd like to hear some candid words. Yours with children and grandchildren."
…………
Naia's mother glanced at her and glanced slightly at her as if she had barometric pressure, clamping her mouth.
And look at me like I still have something to say, then take a small sigh and turn back to Naia.
"... you say children or grandchildren. Well, it's hard to understand what affirms my life."
"... Yes"
"Though it's hard to tell with a sense of reality.... I don't seem to live a lot of years if I try to be elf people either, but still I have lived to the fullest. I had fun, I had a hard time, I was loved, I loved... those are the years. Makes me think it wasn't in vain... that in order for this kid to be here, he needed my life... just thinking about it gives me forgiveness for my own past and strength for tomorrow. I don't know."
"Difficult,"
"Hehe. In words, I'm sure, I don't convey how much of this sense of reality I have. But if I'm being frank, that's what I'm talking about."
Mother stares into Naia's eyes and laughs quietly.
"I thought I was happy to be given it. I suffered to give birth. Pray for the future with someone you love as you watch them sleep, take care of them with care, those days will be important memories at some point... and that child will grow up, make grandchildren, grow up sharing happiness and hardship with someone as I have experienced, one day, and again"
My mother looked away.
"... in that way, memories... spinning the times will surely not fade no matter how much in the future, an important page in this country, in this world. I can be happy as many times as I want to before I go to sleep. When I thought Andy was dead, I couldn't remember how I slept."
…………
Naia listened to it in silence...... and suddenly bit her lips and began to weep.
"Naia."
"Eh... su, sorry... the"
Naia hastily wears her hat deep and tries to mislead it.
…………
My mother stared at Naia like that, and she glanced at me, sighing.
"... it doesn't make sense again, I thought. I don't think so."
"Huh?"
"I wasn't doubting what Selene was saying... you're a smart kid.... You didn't need me, did you? Go on, Andy."
"Ugh, yeah."
I'm kind of dropped off by my mother, who looks convinced by herself, and I take Naia, who walks sipping her nose, to Selene's room.
"What's going on, Naia? I can't believe I'm crying."
Slowly walking down the hallway, whispering to Naia in a low voice.
Naia nodded small and sipped her nose.
"... I thought about the people I slashed. It's embarrassing... that I didn't understand people's feelings for their newborn children... because I felt sorry for them and knew I hadn't been there for them."
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"... and how Faria feels"
Naia shrugged as she held her hat from the front of her face to hide her face.
"... I'm sure Faria thought so too... so you had those eyes when you sent me out..."
"Oh no...?
"... it's hard to explain, to do. But now I know. I was... so loved..."
Nose sipping sound. Little little, unbearable whimpering noise.
I'll pretend I can't hear it, but I'll just slow down and head slowly to Selene's room.
When she reached the room, Selene sang some song as she sat in a rocking chair next to Peter's crib, and Jeanne was folding Peter's clothes.
"Oh, Mr. Andy."
"Nice to meet you."
"Sounds peaceful."
"Of course it is. The Baron and his wife will take care of it."
"Peter was in a good mood, too, sucking Selene's tits."
"... you were smoking"
"I don't have any milk yet, but I'm in a good mood just to include my nipples."
"You're in a better mood than you are when you drink your balls' milk."
Jeanne pointing her mouth. Selene, and Naia both chuckled.
... Naia is a little red because she rubbed her eyes.
"Um... Peter, can I touch you?"
"Hmm? Yeah. But I want you to stay calm so I don't wake you up."
Naia gets permission from Jeanne to start stroking Peter softly.
I'd like to touch it, too. I mean, I also doubt that it's time for you to be my father, so I wanted to see you when you were up properly.
"... but Peter's got quite a bit more clothes too"
When I help Jeanne because I have no choice, Jeanne laughs bitterly, too.
"The elves are bringing it to the children's clothes. Say you don't have many children and you don't have anyone to give in."
"... that's the situation"
Speaking of which, I thought it was oddly grassy.
"And, you know, oregano... Selene sews herself up sometimes, too. It'll be for Selene's kids, and if you think about it, you won't have a lot of trouble."
"... uh"
"They expect it. Good luck, Andy."
"... er"
"Of course I'm talking about making kids."
"It's also a little complicated to be supported by Jeanne..."
"Are you talking about making kids? Atashi, I don't remember you saying anything so small about an ass hole."
"You can't let a girl say an ass hole or anything"
"hehe"
Jeanne niggling.
Selene starts singing something again (I'm not sure because it's probably an elf-nothing, Affilm-based word) and Naia keeps staring at Peter and stroking him.
Gentle, gentle afternoon.
... Puts my mind around the memory of my mother saying, "My father and I prayed for the future while watching my sleeping face".
I'll pray too. Peter...... the son of Selene, and Naia's own future.
(cont 'd)
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"What are you guys doing if you don't think you can find it?"
Ms. Deane looked frightened by Special Agent Becker's hundred and General Tori, who had been wrapped around with rope and dragged to the square by Maia.
"No, I thought it was my last bath... hey"
"Ooh. Then I had a client and wondered if I should be insensitive. No, the Becker bastard would be for a peek, wouldn't he?
"Oh, you betray me!?
"Isn't that true! You want me to be a little quiet, because all of a sudden I get old hand signals!
"You've been watching cancer for that, haven't you? You did, didn't you?
"Shut up, both of you. He's the brave one in Karlwin."
Sighing, Mr. Deane.
"Isn't that Smythson bad there!?
"We just went straight into man water!!
Yeah. You're right.
... or something. Me and Naia are after them. Exactly when Maia flew over and got rid of the two of them, I didn't feel like flirting again in a slow hot spring.
"It's more or less an alley, no matter how much Smythson is an alley. Aren't you a little too alley to the brave opponent!? This is going to end badly for you one day!?
"I know there are hard words to say during the day, but you're like a fiercely oblivious old man, Becker."
"Leave me alone"
"I mean, we didn't do anything wrong, did we? It's time for you to untie the rope, if Lucia sees you like this."
…………
"Mr. Lucia!? No hey, this is it!?
There's some kind of halfway field unfolding, but let's put that aside.
"Are you going to send them back to the fort?"
"And Boyd and Rants. So we can call four of the gauntlets."
"Isn't that too obvious..."
"I don't care. Anyway, as soon as we're ready, we're all going back to the fort."
"That's right, though."
Mr. Deane receives the rope from Maia as it is with a cool face and takes the two.
"Get ready to fly to Celesta soon, too, Andy. It's not like we're gonna be playing for that long."
"Yes."
I can fly around easily because I have a dragon, or relax at a set point.
but this is nothing more than because it puts out an activity plan that assumes normal troop activity. In the light of common sense, a schedule based on dragons is not considered possible.
Ms. Deane is trying to use the difference to procure luxurious supplies, establish a complete supply system, and successfully pursue the search while also reducing the stress on the crew. All I can do is relax and be horny and say I have enough time for that.
That is why we must do our utmost to comply with the schedule set by Mr Deane. Mr. Deane respects me, but don't let that grow too much.
"So.... a little rushed, but I'll have Naia follow me in the future too"
"... to?
"There will be some jumping around. Naia herself is the real deal after it arrives in Karlwyn, so until then, you won't have a problem with me."
"It's... it's... it could be"
"Yeah. Well, that's the thing."
"... ugh"
I mean, I'm gonna do horny things with Naia in a lot of places.
... Well, actually, in parallel with that, I'd like Naia to do something to change her mind.
"... might have gotten a little faster"
Stroke Naia's head with a blush and a grunt, with each hat.
So, I took Naia... Baron's residence.
"Um...?
"Hmm?"
"Well, I don't really like babies."
"Really?
"Yes... in my hometown, only professional childcare women can touch children."
Is that the kind of system?
"But I'm not that used to babies."
Because the Beasts tend to have a lot of children. Regardless, there are not that many children in a normal household. So being used to babies...... makes for a fine stunt.
Even if Naia hadn't touched the kid at all, it shouldn't be as dramatic as she feels.
"Don't feel so bad. Peter's a half-dwarf, so as long as he doesn't bother to ramble it, and Polka says he's hurt, there's a spirit fountain."
"No, you know, even if all of a sudden I'm told on the assumption that I'm gonna be abusive to you, Peter,"
"So if you're normal, you'll be fine."
Walking in the baron's mansion as he talks, he finds his mother cleaning lamps side by side in the hall.
"You're going to be fine. Cleaning up?"
"Oh.... I don't want to, I really care about this"
My mother grins bitterly pointing at the coal on the glass of the lamp. It's somewhat cloudy, but usually to such an extent that I don't care.
"I've only been managing the lights all day. I couldn't stop wondering. I just switched it all with the lamp in the room I haven't used much so as not to inconvenience it, and I'm just cleaning it now"
"I wish I didn't have to do more work myself"
"I'm asking the Baron to be so good about his son and grandson. I don't want to be clueless."
"... sort of"
As far as I'm concerned, I have no objection.
Naia, who was listening to it, stares into her mother's eyes as she takes her hat and puts it against her chest.
"... after all, are children and grandchildren... is that all that inspiring?"
A mother who sees Naia's face properly.... Oh, speaking of which, I was not among those who introduced me as a female slave, so maybe I'm not sure who I am as a mother.
"This kid is Naia.... er, a new child looking to become a female slave... whoa!?
My mother threw an immediate thread at me. Naia grabs it on the brink of hitting it.
"Andy! Just think about that again... what's wrong with you! Seeing as a woman, slavery is... embarrassing. I am!
"No, the... uh, that's well, I'm sorry"
Yeah. That's what my mother would have to say. And even for me, I'm not going to hide it from my mother, so what?
... because in order for Naia to have a statue of the future to live here, she can't keep it to the Polka people, including her mother.
"If you strain Andy on his cheeks too, he'll pull right in, before he gets too well..."
"No, the... I am"
Naia looks a little troubled as she grabs the thread turning.
"Maybe you too, Kuchi, who says you can be Andy's slave? No way. Girls need to hold their eyes on men. You can tell by looking at it, Andy's already got dozens of girls on his hands, and he's a hella jerk, right? Oh, say it. It's hard being a parent."
"Then don't tell me."
"It's something I can't help but say! Whatever Selene or Jeanne is... I've already given up Irina or Mr. Fennel, but it's something I can leave the kid alone trying to be a new and weird companion! How much Celesta says two strands and three strands are allowed for a pussy like Andy?"
"No, Mr. Smythson... I don't think that's all Andy is"
Naia blocked her mother's words and hastily affirmed.
Mother to be extinguished.
"... Andy. What kind of lies do you blow in?
"I'm not lying or anything!?
But I know how my mother reacts painfully.
Not just Naia, but all female slaves since Irina are significantly overrated because they are impressed by dragons and holy beast relationships.
Well, I guess there's nothing more to believe than that because Lyla and Maia are referring to me as that "vessel".
Anyway, if you don't know me very well, from the flesh parents and old familiarity, that evaluation is nothing but laughter.
but Naia shakes her head.
"Leave that alone. More than that... I was born and raised in a place where parental connections to things like children and grandchildren are rare. So I don't really know what it's like to think that way... so I'd like to hear some candid words. Yours with children and grandchildren."
…………
Naia's mother glanced at her and glanced slightly at her as if she had barometric pressure, clamping her mouth.
And look at me like I still have something to say, then take a small sigh and turn back to Naia.
"... you say children or grandchildren. Well, it's hard to understand what affirms my life."
"... Yes"
"Though it's hard to tell with a sense of reality.... I don't seem to live a lot of years if I try to be elf people either, but still I have lived to the fullest. I had fun, I had a hard time, I was loved, I loved... those are the years. Makes me think it wasn't in vain... that in order for this kid to be here, he needed my life... just thinking about it gives me forgiveness for my own past and strength for tomorrow. I don't know."
"Difficult,"
"Hehe. In words, I'm sure, I don't convey how much of this sense of reality I have. But if I'm being frank, that's what I'm talking about."
Mother stares into Naia's eyes and laughs quietly.
"I thought I was happy to be given it. I suffered to give birth. Pray for the future with someone you love as you watch them sleep, take care of them with care, those days will be important memories at some point... and that child will grow up, make grandchildren, grow up sharing happiness and hardship with someone as I have experienced, one day, and again"
My mother looked away.
"... in that way, memories... spinning the times will surely not fade no matter how much in the future, an important page in this country, in this world. I can be happy as many times as I want to before I go to sleep. When I thought Andy was dead, I couldn't remember how I slept."
…………
Naia listened to it in silence...... and suddenly bit her lips and began to weep.
"Naia."
"Eh... su, sorry... the"
Naia hastily wears her hat deep and tries to mislead it.
…………
My mother stared at Naia like that, and she glanced at me, sighing.
"... it doesn't make sense again, I thought. I don't think so."
"Huh?"
"I wasn't doubting what Selene was saying... you're a smart kid.... You didn't need me, did you? Go on, Andy."
"Ugh, yeah."
I'm kind of dropped off by my mother, who looks convinced by herself, and I take Naia, who walks sipping her nose, to Selene's room.
"What's going on, Naia? I can't believe I'm crying."
Slowly walking down the hallway, whispering to Naia in a low voice.
Naia nodded small and sipped her nose.
"... I thought about the people I slashed. It's embarrassing... that I didn't understand people's feelings for their newborn children... because I felt sorry for them and knew I hadn't been there for them."
…………
"... and how Faria feels"
Naia shrugged as she held her hat from the front of her face to hide her face.
"... I'm sure Faria thought so too... so you had those eyes when you sent me out..."
"Oh no...?
"... it's hard to explain, to do. But now I know. I was... so loved..."
Nose sipping sound. Little little, unbearable whimpering noise.
I'll pretend I can't hear it, but I'll just slow down and head slowly to Selene's room.
When she reached the room, Selene sang some song as she sat in a rocking chair next to Peter's crib, and Jeanne was folding Peter's clothes.
"Oh, Mr. Andy."
"Nice to meet you."
"Sounds peaceful."
"Of course it is. The Baron and his wife will take care of it."
"Peter was in a good mood, too, sucking Selene's tits."
"... you were smoking"
"I don't have any milk yet, but I'm in a good mood just to include my nipples."
"You're in a better mood than you are when you drink your balls' milk."
Jeanne pointing her mouth. Selene, and Naia both chuckled.
... Naia is a little red because she rubbed her eyes.
"Um... Peter, can I touch you?"
"Hmm? Yeah. But I want you to stay calm so I don't wake you up."
Naia gets permission from Jeanne to start stroking Peter softly.
I'd like to touch it, too. I mean, I also doubt that it's time for you to be my father, so I wanted to see you when you were up properly.
"... but Peter's got quite a bit more clothes too"
When I help Jeanne because I have no choice, Jeanne laughs bitterly, too.
"The elves are bringing it to the children's clothes. Say you don't have many children and you don't have anyone to give in."
"... that's the situation"
Speaking of which, I thought it was oddly grassy.
"And, you know, oregano... Selene sews herself up sometimes, too. It'll be for Selene's kids, and if you think about it, you won't have a lot of trouble."
"... uh"
"They expect it. Good luck, Andy."
"... er"
"Of course I'm talking about making kids."
"It's also a little complicated to be supported by Jeanne..."
"Are you talking about making kids? Atashi, I don't remember you saying anything so small about an ass hole."
"You can't let a girl say an ass hole or anything"
"hehe"
Jeanne niggling.
Selene starts singing something again (I'm not sure because it's probably an elf-nothing, Affilm-based word) and Naia keeps staring at Peter and stroking him.
Gentle, gentle afternoon.
... Puts my mind around the memory of my mother saying, "My father and I prayed for the future while watching my sleeping face".
I'll pray too. Peter...... the son of Selene, and Naia's own future.
(cont 'd)
"What are you guys doing if you don't think you can find it?"Ms. Deane looked frightened by Special Agent Becker's hundred and General Tori, who had been wrapped around with rope and dragged to the square by Maia."No, I thought it was my last bath... hey""Ooh. Then I had a client and wondered if I should be insensitive. No, the Becker bastard would be for a peek, wouldn't he? "Oh, you betray me!? "Isn't that true! You want me to be a little quiet, because all of a sudden I get old hand signals! "You've been watching cancer for that, haven't you? You did, didn't you? "Shut up, both of you. He's the brave one in Karlwin."Sighing, Mr. Deane."Isn't that Smythson bad there!? "We just went straight into man water!! Yeah. You're right.... or something. Me and Naia are after them. Exactly when Maia flew over and got rid of the two of them, I didn't feel like flirting again in a slow hot spring."It's more or less an alley, no matter how much Smythson is an alley. Aren't you a little too alley to the brave opponent!? This is going to end badly for you one day!? "I know there are hard words to say during the day, but you're like a fiercely oblivious old man, Becker.""Leave me alone""I mean, we didn't do anything wrong, did we? It's time for you to untie the rope, if Lucia sees you like this." "Mr. Lucia!? No hey, this is it!? There's some kind of halfway field unfolding, but let's put that aside."Are you going to send them back to the fort?""And Boyd and Rants. So we can call four of the gauntlets.""Isn't that too obvious...""I don't care. Anyway, as soon as we're ready, we're all going back to the fort.""That's right, though."Mr. Deane receives the rope from Maia as it is with a cool face and takes the two."Get ready to fly to Celesta soon, too, Andy. It's not like we're gonna be playing for that long.""Yes."I can fly around easily because I have a dragon, or relax at a set point.but this is nothing more than because it puts out an activity plan that assumes normal troop activity. In the light of common sense, a schedule based on dragons is not considered possible.Ms. Deane is trying to use the difference to procure luxurious supplies, establish a complete supply system, and successfully pursue the search while also reducing the stress on the crew. All I can do is relax and be horny and say I have enough time for that.That is why we must do our utmost to comply with the schedule set by Mr Deane. Mr. Deane respects me, but don't let that grow too much."So.... a little rushed, but I'll have Naia follow me in the future too""... to? "There will be some jumping around. Naia herself is the real deal after it arrives in Karlwyn, so until then, you won't have a problem with me.""It's... it's... it could be""Yeah. Well, that's the thing.""... ugh"I mean, I'm gonna do horny things with Naia in a lot of places.... Well, actually, in parallel with that, I'd like Naia to do something to change her mind."... might have gotten a little faster"Stroke Naia's head with a blush and a grunt, with each hat.So, I took Naia... Baron's residence."Um...? "Hmm?""Well, I don't really like babies.""Really? "Yes... in my hometown, only professional childcare women can touch children."Is that the kind of system?"But I'm not that used to babies."Because the Beasts tend to have a lot of children. Regardless, there are not that many children in a normal household. So being used to babies...... makes for a fine stunt.Even if Naia hadn't touched the kid at all, it shouldn't be as dramatic as she feels."Don't feel so bad. Peter's a half-dwarf, so as long as he doesn't bother to ramble it, and Polka says he's hurt, there's a spirit fountain.""No, you know, even if all of a sudden I'm told on the assumption that I'm gonna be abusive to you, Peter,""So if you're normal, you'll be fine."Walking in the baron's mansion as he talks, he finds his mother cleaning lamps side by side in the hall."You're going to be fine. Cleaning up?""Oh.... I don't want to, I really care about this"My mother grins bitterly pointing at the coal on the glass of the lamp. It's somewhat cloudy, but usually to such an extent that I don't care."I've only been managing the lights all day. I couldn't stop wondering. I just switched it all with the lamp in the room I haven't used much so as not to inconvenience it, and I'm just cleaning it now""I wish I didn't have to do more work myself""I'm asking the Baron to be so good about his son and grandson. I don't want to be clueless.""... sort of"As far as I'm concerned, I have no objection.Naia, who was listening to it, stares into her mother's eyes as she takes her hat and puts it against her chest."... after all, are children and grandchildren... is that all that inspiring?"A mother who sees Naia's face properly.... Oh, speaking of which, I was not among those who introduced me as a female slave, so maybe I'm not sure who I am as a mother."This kid is Naia.... er, a new child looking to become a female slave... whoa!? My mother threw an immediate thread at me. Naia grabs it on the brink of hitting it."Andy! Just think about that again... what's wrong with you! Seeing as a woman, slavery is... embarrassing. I am! "No, the... uh, that's well, I'm sorry"Yeah. That's what my mother would have to say. And even for me, I'm not going to hide it from my mother, so what?... because in order for Naia to have a statue of the future to live here, she can't keep it to the Polka people, including her mother."If you strain Andy on his cheeks too, he'll pull right in, before he gets too well...""No, the... I am"Naia looks a little troubled as she grabs the thread turning."Maybe you too, Kuchi, who says you can be Andy's slave? No way. Girls need to hold their eyes on men. You can tell by looking at it, Andy's already got dozens of girls on his hands, and he's a hella jerk, right? Oh, say it. It's hard being a parent.""Then don't tell me.""It's something I can't help but say! Whatever Selene or Jeanne is... I've already given up Irina or Mr. Fennel, but it's something I can leave the kid alone trying to be a new and weird companion! How much Celesta says two strands and three strands are allowed for a pussy like Andy?""No, Mr. Smythson... I don't think that's all Andy is"Naia blocked her mother's words and hastily affirmed.Mother to be extinguished."... Andy. What kind of lies do you blow in?"I'm not lying or anything!? But I know how my mother reacts painfully.Not just Naia, but all female slaves since Irina are significantly overrated because they are impressed by dragons and holy beast relationships.Well, I guess there's nothing more to believe than that because Lyla and Maia are referring to me as that "vessel".Anyway, if you don't know me very well, from the flesh parents and old familiarity, that evaluation is nothing but laughter.but Naia shakes her head."Leave that alone. More than that... I was born and raised in a place where parental connections to things like children and grandchildren are rare. So I don't really know what it's like to think that way... so I'd like to hear some candid words. Yours with children and grandchildren." Naia's mother glanced at her and glanced slightly at her as if she had barometric pressure, clamping her mouth.And look at me like I still have something to say, then take a small sigh and turn back to Naia."... you say children or grandchildren. Well, it's hard to understand what affirms my life.""... Yes""Though it's hard to tell with a sense of reality.... I don't seem to live a lot of years if I try to be elf people either, but still I have lived to the fullest. I had fun, I had a hard time, I was loved, I loved... those are the years. Makes me think it wasn't in vain... that in order for this kid to be here, he needed my life... just thinking about it gives me forgiveness for my own past and strength for tomorrow. I don't know.""Difficult,""Hehe. In words, I'm sure, I don't convey how much of this sense of reality I have. But if I'm being frank, that's what I'm talking about."Mother stares into Naia's eyes and laughs quietly."I thought I was happy to be given it. I suffered to give birth. Pray for the future with someone you love as you watch them sleep, take care of them with care, those days will be important memories at some point... and that child will grow up, make grandchildren, grow up sharing happiness and hardship with someone as I have experienced, one day, and again"My mother looked away."... in that way, memories... spinning the times will surely not fade no matter how much in the future, an important page in this country, in this world. I can be happy as many times as I want to before I go to sleep. When I thought Andy was dead, I couldn't remember how I slept." Naia listened to it in silence...... and suddenly bit her lips and began to weep."Naia.""Eh... su, sorry... the"Naia hastily wears her hat deep and tries to mislead it. My mother stared at Naia like that, and she glanced at me, sighing."... it doesn't make sense again, I thought. I don't think so.""Huh?""I wasn't doubting what Selene was saying... you're a smart kid.... You didn't need me, did you? Go on, Andy.""Ugh, yeah."I'm kind of dropped off by my mother, who looks convinced by herself, and I take Naia, who walks sipping her nose, to Selene's room."What's going on, Naia? I can't believe I'm crying."Slowly walking down the hallway, whispering to Naia in a low voice.Naia nodded small and sipped her nose."... I thought about the people I slashed. It's embarrassing... that I didn't understand people's feelings for their newborn children... because I felt sorry for them and knew I hadn't been there for them." "... and how Faria feels"Naia shrugged as she held her hat from the front of her face to hide her face."... I'm sure Faria thought so too... so you had those eyes when you sent me out...""Oh no...? "... it's hard to explain, to do. But now I know. I was... so loved..."Nose sipping sound. Little little, unbearable whimpering noise.I'll pretend I can't hear it, but I'll just slow down and head slowly to Selene's room.When she reached the room, Selene sang some song as she sat in a rocking chair next to Peter's crib, and Jeanne was folding Peter's clothes."Oh, Mr. Andy.""Nice to meet you.""Sounds peaceful.""Of course it is. The Baron and his wife will take care of it.""Peter was in a good mood, too, sucking Selene's tits.""... you were smoking""I don't have any milk yet, but I'm in a good mood just to include my nipples.""You're in a better mood than you are when you drink your balls' milk."Jeanne pointing her mouth. Selene, and Naia both chuckled.... Naia is a little red because she rubbed her eyes."Um... Peter, can I touch you?""Hmm? Yeah. But I want you to stay calm so I don't wake you up."Naia gets permission from Jeanne to start stroking Peter softly.I'd like to touch it, too. I mean, I also doubt that it's time for you to be my father, so I wanted to see you when you were up properly."... but Peter's got quite a bit more clothes too"When I help Jeanne because I have no choice, Jeanne laughs bitterly, too."The elves are bringing it to the children's clothes. Say you don't have many children and you don't have anyone to give in.""... that's the situation"Speaking of which, I thought it was oddly grassy."And, you know, oregano... Selene sews herself up sometimes, too. It'll be for Selene's kids, and if you think about it, you won't have a lot of trouble.""... uh""They expect it. Good luck, Andy.""... er""Of course I'm talking about making kids.""It's also a little complicated to be supported by Jeanne...""Are you talking about making kids? Atashi, I don't remember you saying anything so small about an ass hole.""You can't let a girl say an ass hole or anything""hehe"Jeanne niggling.Selene starts singing something again I'm not sure because it's probably an elf-nothing, Affilm-based word and Naia keeps staring at Peter and stroking him.Gentle, gentle afternoon.... Puts my mind around the memory of my mother saying, "My father and I prayed for the future while watching my sleeping face".I'll pray too. Peter...... the son of Selene, and Naia's own future.cont 'd
