Chapter 11 Celebration of passing (1/2)
Karankaran, and the shop doorbell rang.
”Welcome--Oh, Anos-chan, welcome back.”
The mother who was keeping the store walks towards me. Dad probably makes something in the studio.
”... how was it?”
Mom says with a nervous look.
”I passed.”
She said, and her mother shook her face relievedly, holding me tight.
”Congratulations! Congratulations, Congratulations, Anos-chan! Awesome! It's really wise to pass the school in a month, why are you so clever, Anos-chan! Transl at e d b y jpmt l .ｃom
Good grief. What is this joy to say that you have not passed? Is a parent like this? No, I don't understand at all. I don't understand, but ... not bad.
”What does Anos want to eat?”
”Yes, if possible, mushroom gratin is good.”
It has been my favorite for 2,000 years. An aide told me to eat something more luxurious or something like a demon king, but I couldn't help it because I like what I like.
In general, when I asked what a demon-like thing was, I got a terrible answer like ”human”. Humans can't eat it, but idiots.
It was noisy that the Demon King was eating gratin, and it was noisy, but it was sloppy. The Demon King is the name of a person who has the power to pass through his selfishness.
Trans la te d by Jp m t l.com Only when you want to eat, eat what you want to eat. I eat mushroom gratin.
”Fooh, I understand. Mushroom gratin, Anos-chan, I love you. Mom thinks so, and she's getting ready.”
As expected, my mother is different from my old man.
”Oh, there's a mother and a customer.”
”Hmm? Customers? Who?”
Turn around and introduce Misha, who was hiding behind my back.
”It's Misha Necron. I met at the school today.”
Misha steps forward and speaks in a non-inflected voice.
”……nice to meet you……”
Misha bows down. Then, for some reason, she was astonished with her hands on her lips.
”Anos-chan ... Anos-chan ...”
My mother shouted out loud as if she were upset.
”My Anos-chan has already brought her bride!
A voice resounding throughout the house. Misha bends her neck.
”... I mean ...?”
”No, it's bad. T ra nsla t ed by jpｍ tl.c o ｍ
Anything is too misunderstood.
”……so……”
”Good, good, Anos-chan. Anos-chan's happiness is his mother's happiness. Mom, I won't object ....”
The mother wipes the corners of her eyes and tears. It's terrifying to hear what kind of delusion is running around in my mother's head.
”Mom. It's bad to be excited ...”
The workshop door was opened with a bang.
”Anossut! Did it. That's why I'm a man!”
Up to my dad? Please calm down a little for both.
”If you look back, you're reminded of your birth just like the other day.
Dad decides a pose that is somewhat striking and looks into the window.
”Someday my dad thought this would come. But it seemed to be long and a little short.”
Hahaha refreshed and Dad laughed. That's a month, so it's short.
”No, congratulations. Isabella is a feast tonight.
”Yeah, I know, you're the start of Anos-chan.”
A smiling father and a tearful mother. They are facing each other and nodding their way. T ra ns l a t e d b y Jpｍt l.ｃ oｍ
”... Dad, too.
Misha looks at me.
”is that so……”
”Okay, if you decide, let's cook right away. Look, Isabella, smile, smile.”
”Yeah, yeah. Don't let your mother cry on Anos's happy day. Okay, I can laugh!”
Daddy and mother are excited by the stunning us.
”That, mom, dad”
”Oh, good, Anos. I'll do it with my dads today without helping.”
I've never been helped, Dad.
”Look, show me Misha in the room.”
While being pushed by my dad's back, I go upstairs and come to my room.
Just before closing the door, Dad tightened her expression.
”Oh, Anos. Cooking takes two hours. I'll do it well so my mother doesn't hear it even if it's a little louder.”
HM. What are you saying, Father?
”That's my dad” Tr ansl a t ed b y Ｊpmtl .ｃ oｍ
”Relieve. Leave this to your father.”
Shortly after, Dad closed the door. Immediately before that, she said in a somewhat nasty voice.
”take your time”
Yeah, it was a problem for my dads.
”Bad, Misha. I'll talk later when I get calm down.”