Chapter 713 – Dream Holiday (3)
Deciding to think about future family registration issues later, I went into the living room where my wives were.
“… There are so many things to see, but I wondered if it would be good to bring them home… “
Seeing them huddled together in a small living room and looking around, they seem to be interested in them.
If you think about it, is there anything that stimulates interest in ordinary daily life as much as fancy sightseeing? It’s a different world from the process of drinking a glass of water, but if it’s not amazing, that’s even weirder.
“Be comfortable. It’s not really my parents’ house, so it doesn’t matter if it’s messy.”
Wouldn’t it be hard to get the experience of making a mess at home?
‘It’s a test server, so to speak.’
Here, no one would scream even if the doorknob was yanked with force.
I thought about it until then and realized.
“… Would you like to expand your house? There are no chairs.”
It’s not a place where people gather like the parents’ house, so even if we brought all the chairs in this house, there weren’t enough for my family to sit down. The house is also a bit narrow.
“No! Then it will be different from where Norr used to live!”
Frank then shook his head as if it were absurd.
“That, is it?”
“It is. Even the size of the house itself has a design idea.”
“Someday it won’t really come. I hate that the house feels cramped at that time. It’s more spacious than my mom and dad’s house, though.”
Other wives agreed with Fran.
Well, it’s not a place where you have to live for several months, so it doesn’t matter if it’s a little small.
“Okay. If there’s something you’re interested in, you can touch it.”
“Yes!”
“This is the house where the owner lived… “
Veronica began moving cautiously like an adventurer entering a dungeon’s treasure room. She picked up something and Lalura asked me a question.
“Senior~ Were you independent in this world~?”
“No? I used to try to be independent after taking a leave of absence and serving in the army. But the house prices here are filthy expensive, and there are many people living in their parents’ houses even in their 20s and 30s, so if I hadn’t wanted to leave, I would have continued to live here.”
“… Nord, from a soldier?”
“The soldiers in my hometown are a bit ambiguous to be called soldiers.”
Would you consider a pseudo standing army and laborer as a soldier? Even if they were at the rank of executive, there would be quite a few people who commissioned them to make money without assuming that a war would break out.
“Hmmmm. Okay? Then… These are your parents!”
─Pat!
Lalilura held out a glass frame and smiled triumphantly. In her manicured hands was a picture of our family. This guy, she used to be touchable, but she really has no qualms about it.
It’s not real anyway, so it doesn’t matter.
“This guy’s parents?! Where?!”
Thinking that the refrigerator was a door to another room, she opened it, and Dana, who was flustered, flew in like a dart. This older sister is one beat late all day today.
“Mother and Father?! I want to see you too!!”
“Yes. Interesting.”
“Now, wait a minute! Looking back… Kyaauk!”
After that, her wives chased and attacked. I was crushed by the crowd called Rarilu. It’s almost like a tower built with some kind of beauty. It is a married woman pyramid.
If you make a statue of that figure and set it up on the territory, wouldn’t the country develop at the speed of Mach? No There is no way that the adolescent boys who started to grow hair in the middle of the day couldn’t help but be furious at that beautiful appearance.
I don’t want to skewer the adolescent daughter-in-law of the territories like Duke Chepes, so let’s be patient. A blood-sucking yellow monkey, isn’t that just a wapanese monster?
“Wow, your mother is a beauty. Ah, Mr. Tyrsi. Don’t press on my ass.”
“I’m sorry. Nord looks 10 years younger than he does now… Um, when you just entered school? He said he went to college, right?”
“Sisters… Lalilura, I’m out of breath… Ah, but I won’t die because I’m dreaming… ?”
“Who’s the one who put a fucking heavy chest on my head~♡?”
It’s shit, it’s shit. While I was laughing at their Aung Daung, Nefertiti moved secretly. It was like an assassin’s footsteps.
In particular, she, who has a long career as an adventurer—she had been involved in related activities at least because of the warlock hunt—was rummaging through the drawers as if inspired by a picture of our family.
“Also.”
Then I found a photo album… Det?
“Personal album made of thousands of portraits… Awesome. A luxury that not even royalty can enjoy.”
Her eyes wide open – wide open for her – Nefertiti.
In a different world without pictures, even the royal family would not be able to leave a complete picture of the process from birth to growing up. It is only possible if you have a camera.
Chew-. Nefertiti opened the album.
This is a picture of a lump of blood just born from the mother’s womb. None other than Baby Kang Buk-ho (age 1 day).
“… Is this you when you were young?”
“Yes? No, that’s true, but that photo album is a bit embarrassing to show to others.”
Are our family albums on that shelf? Confused, Nefertiti began to read her albums one by one, like Bryu Nach sitting on her shoulder.
“… Nord as a child is cute.”
“Clack caw~.”
“Don’t say no, don’t say don’t do it.”
Surprisingly, you are faithful to your desires, this fourth-dimensional lady.
“Little senior?! Such an inhumane weapon exists?!”
And then, hearing Nefertiti’s voice, Lalilura jumped up.
“I propose joint ownership of the property based on the family constitution!!”
“… The person who found it is the owner. The iron rule of an adventurer.”
─Poof! With her album tucked into her side, Nefertiti evaded Lari Lura, who had slipped away from her sisters. Share some, you ladies.
Swish swish-!
Although she was Nefertiti, who used her physical skills to avoid it, Lari Lura was surprisingly tenacious. Nefertiti’s eyes were slightly surprised.
“Jester clown, your movements are amazing. A little surprising.”
“Don’t call me by a strange name! And in my dreams, I have nothing to lose to my sister! If you use only mana, it moves as you imagine, so it’s amazing!”
The effect of the rune of ᚦ (Thurisaz) placed by the bedside to sleep. The power to manipulate the dreams of others.
Lari Lura, who applied it to strengthen her physical abilities, had a pretty amazing battle.
It is the body talent of a circus girl trained through body coordination.
“I am still immature.”
Whiririk-!
However, they were not opponents of the mithril class adventurers who were used to fighting for loot in narrow ruins. Nefertiti finally pulled herself out of the encirclement.
“Beep beep beep. Caw~.”
Brunak poked Nefertiti in the shoulder with his beak.
“… Yes. Now is the time to retreat.”
Her words didn’t make sense, but she agreed as if she fully understood.
Turn your back and dash out the door. It was truly the master’s strategic retreat. Tyrsi exclaimed in astonishment while secretly arranging the capture angle.
“Ah-! Mr. Nefertiti runs away! Fran, Golem! Golem!”
“Hey, Nefertiti! Don’t be shrewd!”
“In the Wolfhedin family, the monopoly of seniors is unconstitutional regardless of the type!”
“Little Nor? Where? Where is little norr? Where is little norr? Where is little noror? Little Nor, Where Little Nor, Where Little Nor, Where Little Nor”
Fuck this. Has Shade’s unique madness been lost?
They must have put rune amulets to protect their minds under their wives’ pillows, but they behave similarly to when their reason is paralyzed.
“I… I can’t follow this conversation itself…”
After all, human dreams are full of madness.
Is Jammin really worthy of being in Kang Bukho’s photo?
The answer to that question is probably something no one knows… Although I am a little interested in the growth process of my wives.
Rurrrr—!!
Anyway, it was so serious that our wives ran out of the house in pursuit of the fleeing Nefertiti. Take a photo folder and jump out. Is it infinite challenge?
When other people saw it, they thought it was sprayed with the rage virus.
“… I handed out my phone, so if I call you later, I’ll be sure to come home.”
As I muttered, I found Dana, the only one of the wives who remained calm. As if nothing had happened, she sipped the coke she had drunk at the movie theater before.
“As expected, she is my sister. Doesn’t it show the dignity of the oldest?”
Let’s forget about Mo blowjob Handle Goddess, who is another class in order of age.
Dana looked at me and she smiled so innocently.
“If you keep babbling, won’t I use birth control in the future? If you don’t want to see a rabbit-like face before you turn 30, behave well.”
“I’m sorry.”
Anyway, while admiring it, Dana, who put down her Coke bottle, made her eyes shine as if she had waited. Her purple eyes opened wide with the wisdom of a sage.
“Mister. One more copy of that photo album will be issued, right?”
“… Come to think of it, I just copied it.”
It’s a fucking mindset shift. Cheonjae year.
Why did she stay calm unlike Dana, did she just wait for this time? A shudder runs through his heart. It was a strategy befitting the successor of Freyja, the god of beauty.
“If resources are insufficient compared to the number of people, you can increase them by the amount you lack, right? You have the ability to increase resources by the number of people, so why fight, exhausting yourself?”
“Stop. Thanos will hear and cry.”
I scraped together my memories and expanded my photo album. If it’s in a dream, reality stones are cheap.
─Pong! A photo album pops out of my hand. The photo album, which even my elite brain couldn’t recall more than 3 pages, was miraculously reproduced as the original.
“What kind of principle is this, won?”
It’s really amazing. Looking at the content, I even wondered, ‘Did there be a picture like this?’.
Is this it? Pseudoscience that humans only use 10% of their brain?
The memory sleeping in the unconscious may be something that remains somewhere in the brain or soul, as if a dark history that you thought you had forgotten in your sleep suddenly emerges.
“Okay, take it. I’m going to call the other kids and share it.”
“No, wait.”
I handed Dana her replica and tried to contact her wives on her phone to come back, but Dana, flipping through a few of her pages, pulled out a picture of her.
Maybe 10 years old It was a picture of Kang Buk-ho, who looked roughly like an elementary school student. It is a rare species that uses internet cafes or stationery game console corners as its radius of action.
Dana pointed at the boy who grabbed her game console and ate the cutlet from her mother.
“You change into this look for a moment.”
“Sister. Pedophilia is a crime.”
After all, the bitch who ate ink has a different idea.
