121 117 Theres something I can feel just from the atmosphere (1/2)

Tanaka Jiro, 28 years old, with a spouse

Wife Suella Handelberg

Memory Tris

Occupation Dungeon Tester (full-time)

Magical aptitude nine (quasi-magical grade)

Post Warriors

Last night's father-son drinking session continued afterwards, but I decided to end it at a good time while I was talking to my mom.

This made me feel like I didn't get enough sleep, but I had to get up.

Are you leaving, Mom?

This mother disappears of her own accord.

I woke up and walked out of the bedroom into the living room, where my mother was half asleep and had finished getting ready for the day.

There was my mother, who had finished getting ready for work and was taking care of my father, who was half asleep, even though we should be sleeping at the same time.

Well, I just came home because I wanted to see how you were doing. I got to hear what I had to say and see my wife, and I'm happy to see her. I'll be home for the wedding.

It's not busy.

Isn't it always?

It's different.

As usual, something happens to me, and I swoop in and watch her go off.

The same old mom laughs at me, wondering if she's going to take on the jungle again.

It's just before sunrise and Suela and the others are still sleeping.

I'd wake them up, but knowing her, she'll be gone before they get up.

Then be of good cheer.

Your mother needs to calm down a little more.

It's about right for me.

Carrying my dad like a bag of rice, my mom walks to the front door with her usual vivacious smile on her face.

I see him off.

Has the storm passed?

There was no hesitation in coming or going.

She made a quick decision and acted immediately.

I can't help but smile at her mother's behavior.

Now what to do?

It's not time for a second sleep.

Plus, my eyes are already glazed over.

I've been working in the kitchen for a dozen minutes to make breakfast, and by the time the sun comes up, the aroma of coffee begins to fill the living room, and the dark elves, including Suela, wake up.

It smells so good.

”Good morning Suela

Good morning, you made me breakfast. Thank you.

”I woke up early, can't Memoria get up ......?

Yes, it's a vampire.

Wake up?　You'll be able to find a lot more information on this topic.

As expected, Memoria and her family of vampires can't get up in the morning due to their characteristics, so they'll reheat it when they wake up later.

You're not seeing your mother-in-law, is she still sleeping?

I'm home.

”What?

If you tell Suera, who is looking for her mother who isn't at the table, that she's gone, she'll be surprised, as expected.

Normally you would think so, I said, and Suera nodded with an indescribable expression.

”I'm used to it, I'm used to my mother being a free man. Suela will eventually get used to it.

Is that the way it should be?

Yeah, and it's amazing that she's a shrine girl with that personality.

”Shrines, like temples in our world, right?

That's it. According to my mother, it's a shrine with a long history. There are stories about the god's blood, true or false.

That's why they insist on appropriate etiquette.

That's why she ran out, according to my mother.

Maybe that intuition was some kind of divine power.

Suela, why are you looking at me and nodding your head in agreement?

No, I thought that if you have divine blood, it would make sense that Jiro-san's magical aptitude is so high.

”Oh, you're over there.

I thought I'd convinced you that I was that unconventional mother's son.

No, I'm aware that I do crazy stuff sometimes, but not to that extent.

You don't have ......, do you?

I remember going to another world and fighting with a giant monster, and I felt weak, but I didn't care and proceeded to prepare my breakfast.

Thank you Jiro-kun, I had too much to drink yesterday.

I've been having a lot of drinks with Mr. Gray.

I was that happy. My daughter is a dark elf, apparently a dark elf, and I wasn't sure if we would get married, but now we are more than married and have a child. I'm sure the whole family will be at a banquet when they come to our village.

”Really?

I'm serious and wink at you, Mr. Might.

I realize once again that children are that important to the dark elves.

Well, stepfather, I need to talk to you about something.

What is it?　It's my stepson's request, you can say whatever you want.

I want to make a contract with a genie.