I heard Ginar-sanās voice from the doorway, so I put my face out of the cooking area.
You said youād be back tomorrow, but are you done with your errands?
āGinar-san, welcome home.ā Would you like to have dinner? ā
Now Iām cooking meat for dinner while cooking a meal to take on a journey.
āRoast Beefā, it seems, has been made many times by me in my previous life.
It seems that it is quite difficult to calm down, and I have the memory of repeated failures.
I still wanted to make it.
If it fails, I plan to cut it into bite-size pieces and bake it to taste and deceive.
āThank you. Iāll take two.ā
Looking closely, there was another man besides Mr. Ginar at the door.
Oh, I didnāt see any signs.
Iām sure Mr. Ginar will be fine if he brings you in.
Speaking of which, you said you had a buddy you wanted to introduce.
Oh, Sora and the others were playing in the room eating dinner.
āGinar-san, the usual room is a bitā¦ā
My father, who was taking in the laundry outside, slapped me on the shoulder in a hurry and headed for the front door.
Looks like heās still in the front door, so heāll be fine.
Oh, my flesh is scorching!
Grill the whole thing over high heatā¦
I turned my attention to the sound of footsteps running down the hallway, worrying about the meat.\n
Father comes into the cooking hall.
Iām surprised that the footsteps are your father.
Is there something wrong?
I knew something had happened.
She looks pretty impatient or in a state of distress.
ā⦠no, itās August.ā
Itās August, so whatās the matter?
āFather, are you okay?ā
Your fatherās troubled expression is becoming more and more scary.
In amazement, turn the meat over.
After a little more baking, you wrap it in paper and cloth to keep it warm and wait for the fire to cool down.
Wow, I wonder if it will succeed.
I turned to my fatherās sigh and sat in a chair on the kitchen counter.
What the hell is going on with your dad?
Or is it the man Mr. Ginal brought with him?
But even if I knew you, why would your dad be depressed?
Wow, thatās a lot of bread.
When I turned to my voice, there was a figure of a man brought in by Mr. Ginaru and Mr. Ginaru who had entered the cooking area.
At the end of Mr. Ginarās gaze, a large amount of cooking bread was stacked on the desk.
Did you build it a little too much? \nāBut more than thatā¦ā
Iām worried about Ginar-sanās arm.
Because there was a Flem in his arm.
And for some reason, Sora was on top of the manās head⦠ā
āIvy, this is Uluru. Call me Ull.And I have a contract, so you donāt have to worry about it. ā
Thereās more of them without knowing.
I think it is necessary because it is about Ginar-san.
Looking at the man named Uru-san, he looks a little nervous and cares about the top of his head.
Iām sure youāre worried about dropping it.
⦠can I say hello in this state?
āOh, my name is Urual.āAs Ginar said, itās ok with Ur.Well, itās the child above your head, but isnāt it going to fall? Are you okay? ā
Uru-sanās hand wanders around her head.
āIf Sora was about to fall, maybe she was trying to helpā¦ā
Sora is either stable or relaxed.
āItās okay, itās stable.If it falls, thereās no problem. ā
It didnāt matter how many times it fell over my fatherās head.
Iām sure heāll be fine.
āNo, itās a little pathetic to drop it.ā
⦠is it cozy or is it sleeping?
Iām picking up Sora, so could you hold your head down for a moment?
Mr. Uru broke his knee and reached out to Sora.
I gently hugged him, and he glanced at me and yawned.
\nFather glanced at Mr. Zinal and Mr. Uru and left the cooking area.
Looking at Uru-sanās voice, he looked at the door that his father had left with a slightly puzzled expression.
Is this reaction still an acquaintance?
In that case, the reaction is a little strange.
āIs something wrong with your father?ā
āHuh? No, heās always like that?ā
What do you mean, like that?
āWell, thatās kind of sweet.ā
I can help you with everything so you can focus on cooking.
Is the concealed ball gentle?
Because I know my fatherās past, I may feel uncomfortable with him now.
āDo you know your old father?ā
āYes, thatās why I looked at Druid and thought he was someone elseās idiot or brother.ā
Ah ~, but Iāve been told something similar.
āItās real. Itās a real all-town Druid.ā
Youāre nodding to my words, Mr. Ur.
But I still havenāt convinced myself.
I sigh at Mr. Ginarās laughter.
Didnāt you explain something unusual?
When I told him to tease him, he shook his head to the side.
āDidnāt I tell you that Ivy was a good father?āBut from the reaction, I didnāt think I would believe it if I didnāt see it with my own eyes, so I just didnāt tell you the details. ā
Then I guess I canāt help it.
Even so, is it so different that itās so confusing?
I only know my father now.