379 370 A tear will soon become a scratch (1/2)

The night that Muille brought Suella's gift to the hospital, it seemed to be a tough day.

She was smiling from beginning to end, even if it wasn't a lot of drinking and singing.

The content of the conversation varied, such as Suera's panic when the story of her childhood came up.

The story of her childhood upset Suera, and she gave her advice on choosing a name for her twins.

I wonder if Muille is still awake?

”As for your grandfather, he may still be awake, but he said he's going to be early tomorrow, so I'm sure he's asleep.

That night feels quieter than usual, as if the storm has passed.

Today, for the first time in a long time, the four of us sleep in Suela's bedroom.

I change into my nightgown, and the lights aren't out yet.

I place my hand lightly on the crib railing and call out to Suela, who is behind me, uncombing her hair.

I ask her about Muille's situation, the reason for the silence, and she replies with a wry smile.

That's how impressive Muille's behavior was.

Me and Suera thinking back to that.

You're a really energetic person.

Yes, but my mother told me that she was just as happy as she was when I was born.

Muille, who doesn't look old, was trying desperately to tell the children that he was a great-grandfather in a catnip voice, but unfortunately, the baby, who is less than a month old, couldn't recognize the person.

The children all started to cry in a fit of giggles when they realized that they didn't know him, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry and calmly called out to the little spirit to comfort them.

The new parents can't even stand on their heads.

Eventually, I ended up getting a light lecture to get a grip.

When I saw you, I felt like a parent, but I knew it wasn't enough.

Yes. I am too.

I didn't know what they wanted from their cries, whether it was to cuddle them or change their diapers.

I thought I had prepared well in advance, but my children were beyond my preparations.

Seeing Suera and I being pushed around by the kids, Muille laughed and said, ”Just like kids grow up.

He told me that we will grow up as parents just like our children grow up, and that makes sense to me.

He clapped me on the shoulder, relieved that I had managed to change the diaper, smiled and told me I had grown up, and I thought for sure.

Until my grandfather told me that being a parent isn't the end point, but rather the beginning, I thought I'd have a hard time with these kids, but I knew I'd get by.

That's how Suela felt, too, peeking at her children sleeping in the crib with her after she finished brushing their hair.

Satiera, Yukiera.

And firmly and lovingly, she calls the names of her daughters.

She calls the dark-haired girl's name Sachiela.

The silver-haired girl's name is Yukiera.

It's a mix of Japanese and Western names, but Suela and I like it.

Sachi and Yuki, both names derived from the Chinese character for happiness.

The word Era is an old word of the dark elves, meaning tree.

”I hope it grows up happy.

The names of my daughters, connected by the names of the worlds of the Japanese and the otherworldly Suerra, were the names of my daughters.

Just hoping that's why me and Suela gave our daughters those names.

Naturally my hand will be on her shoulder and she will let me keep her in my arms.

And then I would fall asleep, and so it was supposed to be.

?

Jiro?

A tingling sensation around the back neck.

It's a sensation I often feel in dungeons.

Hostility, murder, malice, you name it, but the common denominator is that when you feel that sensation, bad things happen.

”What's wrong?

You'll be able to tell me what's going on with my behavior, but I can only tell you what's going on with my senses.

”No, I have a strange feeling.

In many cases, the words and actions are denied in common language, such as saying strange things or due to the influence of the mind.

However, in a world where magic, the paranormal phenomenon, is thriving, it is a different story.

.........

Closing her eyes, Suela also immediately took care to explore her surroundings, kneading her magic power.

''There doesn't seem to be any suspicious magic or signs.

He did some serious research on something like my intuition and told me about it.

That fact seemed to lead to the answer that my senses were in my mind, but I still couldn't shake the bad feeling and tried to find the source.

You're off .........?

Then, feeling that I was not inside the company but outside, I quietly approached the window.

The windows in the room have a special structure that allows sunlight and other light to come in, but you cannot see the inside from outside.

But on the contrary, you can still see the outside from inside.

Turn the curtain and look outside to see if it is not strange.

The view out front is the same.

The only lights around you are the lights of the house and the streetlights, nothing special.

You finally look down, wondering if it was really your imagination.

A truck? Why at this time?

There was a medium-sized truck parked on the road in front of the company's entrance, and five large wagons lined up in a row.

As I said before, there's still some time before the date changes, but even so, people who are asleep could be asleep at this time.

I didn't hear anything about bringing in materials, and it's strange to do it at this time of night.

It's a strange group of people to say in one word that they are suspicious.

Just when you were about to focus your magic power and look into the distance, a white presence got off from the wagon.

Shiro means just what the word says.

Covered by a white cloth like a robe, it's hard to tell if it's a man or a woman.

One by one, people are coming down one by one, following them.

Jiro? Is there something wrong?

”Oh, something doesn't look right,

The whole time I'm looking out the window, I think something is wrong and beckons Suela to come over and show her the view.

One by one, one by one, they seem to be doing something around the truck.

It's not on company property, but it looks eerie from the looks of it.

What do you think they're doing?

I don't know. But there is no way the company is warded and can't be broken into, and I don't think there is anything to worry about, but just call security just in case.

I hoped it was nothing, but I didn't want anything to happen.

As Suela was telegraphing and calling the security department, it happened.

The back of the truck glowed brightly.

Magic!

The luminescence was familiar, and yet I knew what had happened.

You warded it!

The wards that unfolded covered the entire company.

Then the white being removed the cloth it was wearing.

That's a ......... angel!

You can't contain your amazement as you witness one improbable scene after another.

Why are there angels outside the office?

Why would an angel come at this hour?

Why-why-why and why-why, the group of prowlers wouldn't wait.

It was too dark to see clearly, but there were three figures carrying a cylindrical object on their shoulders.

I couldn't understand what it was.

I had never seen the thing in person, after all.

If there was someone who knew anything about the military, I would have excitedly said, ”It's an anti-tank rocket launcher.

It's an anti-tank rocket launcher.

Before I can stop him, fire erupts from behind the tube and something jumps out of the tube.

And then the thing flies up to the front door of the company and says.