Why canât we have kids if weâre not married?
You donât have to get along. You can have kids.
I donât know, Iâve never had any particular doubts before.
⊠Why did you suddenly wonder?
âNo⊠Um, Iâm going to ask you something a little strange. Couples donât get along well enough to have kids, do they?
âWhat? You canât do that, can you?
Eh, I canât have kids where couples donât get along.
Yes, thatâs common sense in this world.
And yet why did you wonder?
âYeah. I think itâs okayâ
Could it be my influence before?
Seems like we have a different sense of common sense here.
âOkay, Iâm fine. Oh, I think the riceâs cooked.â
All you have to do is put it together with eggs and put it on rice and itâs done.
Mr. Druid, weâre ready for dinner.
âOh, what was that earlier?
âNever mind, it looks like my memories were mixed up beforeâ
âI see, thatâs toughâ
Why, were you born with memories from a previous life?
Well, I appreciate it because Iâve been able to live with it before.\n
Sometimes, itâs just a matter of mixed knowledge.
ââ Iâll have it ââ
âI knew it was deliciousâ
I thought I made a little too much, but you finished your meal.
Did you want to eat so much?
Speaking of which, what is the specialty of this village?
I forgot to look into it.
âDoes Mr. Druid know what this village specialty is?
âYeah. I havenât looked into it yet. Thought so.â
âObituaries are one of the specialties. Iâm not familiar with it either. You want to go around at the store tomorrow?
âHmm, letâs do that. I care.â
Finish the wash while Mr. Druid prepares the tea after the meal.
Back in the room, Sora and Flem are already asleep on the bed.
Ciel welcomes us into the room.
I was looking out the window looking for Sol.
Pull-pull and rocking sol to Mr Druidâs question.
I react, but my gaze is all the way out.
Looking at Sol, the light impact of the pong and thighs.
When I see it, Ciel is looking up at me from his feet.
âIâm sorry. Whatâs the matter with you? \nWhen I held him up, he shook a pull in his arm and closed his eyes.
You just wanted to sleep?
Sit in a chair and put Ciel on your feet.
âYes, youâll be sure, wonât you?
Mr. Druid brought me a fax.
Looks like Mr. Nooga is in charge of this fax.
Their fax sends me changing reps to write.
So the characteristics are different every time.
Mr. Nougaâs fax focuses on the meat of the crusaded demons.
I donât know if youâd have any trouble explaining the tastiest part of the demon, but itâs funny.
The end ends with the others adding a word.
Mr. Druid looks at me writing a fax reply.
âUh, âI hear a large number of serpents have gone off around Hatada Village, but no way,â said a sentence from Mr. Sifalâ
Does this have anything to do with anything?
What do you mean, âNo wayâ?
âAhhh, I donât think thatâs noticed.â
I didnât touch anything about it!
âIsnât that from previous experience?
âExperience? Iâm just traveling a lot.â
To my words, Mr. Druid, who makes his gaze wander.
Weâre just traveling together, arenât we?
Iâm not bothering anyone, am I?
\nâYouâre a subtle demon to ask again. I mean, you canât be ânowâ. Put this rumor away.â
âWhy donât you put that subtle demonic rumor down with it and say, âIâm okayâ? Youâll be worried, but itâll be better than hearing it as one of the rumors from a third partyâ
I mean, I should let you know, right?
âRight, itâs better from me, isnât it? Itâs an embarrassing rumor to write your own, but Iâll let you know.â
I received a fax form from Mr Druid and reported that he was grateful for his reply and well.
Next, letâs write about the hunt for traps and about the village.
All I have to do is write about the rumors and report that I have no problem.
âThis oneâs over. Okay, you want to go to bed? Youâre late.â
âLetâs go to sleep.â
I havenât written a long sentence in a long time, and Iâm tired.
When I look at the bed, the four Solas sleep comfortably.
When did Ciel get off my feet?
Youâve completely noticed.
See everyone sleeping well.
âSolâs been looking out the window a lot these days.â
I was in this village about the next day.
I noticed Sol staring out the window.
Seeing that look makes me anxious as to why.
âRight, donât look closely after coming to this innâ
It just rocks when you ask Sol itâs okay.
But youâre making me anxious for some reason.