Chapter 347

Chapter 347: 347

I dreamed.

As a normal daughter, it was a dream to marry her splendidly, blessed by her father and mother. It is a very happy dream, something that even disappointed me that it was a dream when I woke up.

Been a father and mother’s daughter for years now. I say that I also had a true mother, but none of the understanding is in my memory.

Everything has died since I was born, when it wasn’t, he said, but it was those people who were my father and mother, at least when they came to mind.

So I have always called myself Father and Mother. We’ve been calling ourselves fathers and mothers every day, and we don’t have a problem.

I cannot marry normally at my convenience. At least not until we have a hell of a low chance of finding someone.

I can’t help but feel something there, but it’s not bad to end your life without daughter-in-law, or to nurse your father and mother as a daughter, that’s what I think.

Species I also have a sister. My sister and I, who are the fathers. For this reason our words do not make sense. That’s what I call you, too, but you must have never heard your father or mother speak the same language once.

So every morning my father told me and my sister,

“Good morning, Krull, Lucy. Shall we go get some water?”

and when we were greeted with a smile, we

“Yes, Father”

And I say, that goes through. But we think that’s all right.My sister is a dragon called a runaway dragon among men, I am a wolf born in this forest… but because of the magic of this forest, she says I am turned into a wolf demon. That’s what Mother Liddy said when it was.

For this reason, my intelligence is far superior to that of a normal wolf (apparently), and my sister is closer to the superior dragon than a normal runaway dragon.

My father and my sister can carry two water bottles at a time, and I have one, five of them enough for a family day, including us.

We go slowly through the woods. My nose caught the sign.

“Sister.”

“I know.”

When my father grated the water bottle, Bashan and his sister jumped into the lake. I follow it, too. When you dip in the water and remove the dirt on your body, get out of the water and ask your father to wipe it off.

That’s the daily routine. I’ve never lacked it when I have a father.

When that’s over, bring up a water bottle with water and go back to the house. We’ll all have breakfast when we get back. I’m eating on the terrace today, so my sister’s eating nearby, too.

What’s more, Mother Helen is going to play with me later today. Mother Helen is highly athletic among the mothers, so this one has to be stomached.

This is how the “usual day” begins where my father says it. I guess it’s hard to send such a peaceful routine if it’s true. Think about it, I even feel like I’m in a dream right now.

Oh, if I may…… may such a happy day last forever.

That’s my dream now.