Isekai Kaeri no Ossan wa, Fusei Sukiru de Fathercon Musume-tachi o Tororori ni

Eventually, Tenma slowly descended and brought her face closer to the window.

I set up a light sword reflexively.

At the time they come within the confines of the Seiklid Circle, it is almost certain that there is no hostility.

But sometimes just in case.

That's how when I was on guard, Tenma started knocking tricks and windows with her nose tip.

He had very calm eyes. Clear eyes seem to associate a well-lit indoor dog.

You can see parchment on the mouth and the letters are written in amazement.

I see.

So this is a big video pigeon with a figure.

"Chief Cleric."

I opened the window and received a sentence from Tenma.

There are letters of different worlds,

"Wait in the harbor of Sakabula. May Lord Elsa bring them too. If this condition is not respected, we will launch an indiscriminate attack on the city. I don't feel that long, so hurry up if you're coming. Cleric Chief Philia."

It said:

Port of Prosperity.

It's a lonely dock, not so far from here.

It is famous for the habit of Chinese characters being used to flourish, when the shadows almost disappear at night.

Nevertheless, this letter is written in letters similar to the alphabet, so the meaning of kanji and so on disappears.

"... that's a beautiful letter, as always"

It would be because of language comprehension skills working.

I can tell if I'm good or bad, even if I speak a foreign language.

If it's handwritten, I can feel the atmosphere of any person who wrote it.

Just as Japanese has "girly fonts" and "manly fonts," there are habits that make other languages feel different and older.

Naturally, that also applies to letters from different worlds.

I get the impression that the chief clergyman's letters were written by an educated woman.

It's a tough masterpiece, but it has some feminine roundness.

A person who could write such a letter has fallen so far as to flicker an attack on the general public.

That reality is just so sad.

The first time I saw the letter of the clergyman - Philia - was in a letter of placing.

It was only when I was fifteen and I had just been summoned.

Waving his sword until late at night, night food was placed in front of the room at some point.

Between the plate and the basin, a single letter was pinched. "Don't push it too hard," it said.

I remember then, to the care of an older woman, letting her breasts bounce.

I admired him like a sister.

I thought she was my mother in another world.

Now I'm thinking about how I can kill you in the shortest amount of time.

A self that hurts my chest in retrospect of a gentle past. Myself moving to get rid of enemies pale.

Both of them are so connected that it's hard for me to leave.

When I folded the letter, I stuck it in my pocket. Face up and speak to Tenma.

"Admitted. Tell your husband I'll be on my way."

Black eyes staring at me, covered in long eyelashes.

Until you say it's your fault, but I don't feel like I snorted.

Pegasus is smarter than a dog, at least, and wiser than a human being who can't use it if he does poorly.

Because I know that kind of information, or I'm dealing with the assumption that I'm stuck with intelligence.

"Go already."

Or will you give me a ride to the harbor? And when I spoke, I shook my head aloud this time.

Apparently, the words really make sense.

"Don't struggle with your dangerous owner."

What did you think of my statement, Heavenly Horse, once loud, sounded the hoof and ran through the night sky.

I don't know what the principle is, but when Pegasus kicks in the air, his footsteps go off.

When I saw the graceful messenger disappear across the sky, I turned back into the room.

"Uh... that's why Rio, will you get ready to go out"

Rio and Angelica were staring at each other's windows.

We both have the color of vigilance in our eyes.

"Why would I go outside?

"The Chief Cleric says if we don't bring you in, we're gonna have indiscriminate terrorism."

"... you're such an annoying aunt"

Relentless, I laugh bitterly.

"Don't worry. Whatever happens, you protect yourself. It's still easier to move with it on your side when you can clearly expect to aim at you rather than knowing when you'll be targeted."

Given the Chief Cleric's motives, he's going to be more hostile to Rio than I am.

That would concentrate the direction of the attack in one place, and that's easy enough to do instead.

"I don't mind because Mr. Neutral wouldn't lose anyway. It's hard to get dressed again."

With his hands on his hair, Rio says.

It's a sudden call.

"That's why Mr. Neutral shook me, isn't it, that woman"

"Well, what I meant was a long time ago."

Still, they used to even call me the Virgin, and I clog the words.