Chapter 430 430Usd

Mother! I miss you!

- There was a massive alien attack in southwest Africa. The federal government has dispatched a large number of high-ranking mercenaries, but they cannot prevent civilian casualties...

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Like a parrot, a woman who turned on a remote control for a television that only talks about similar news every day cries out on the couch.

“Son! ”

“Yes!”

T r an sl a te d by Ｊpｍ tl.coｍ “I just did. ”

“... Yes. ”

She's probably grumbling in plain sight right now, but ever since the first went missing without a word, she's been calling out for a second time.

Of course, now I know where the first one goes.

Fantasy dimension.

Living like thunder naked in a world where you don't have to study.

“Did I disappoint you...? ”

Given that the majority of missing persons have returned within three years, there was a problem with their son who has not returned for more than a decade. Tr a ns lat e d b y jpｍtl .ｃo m

Because you're incompetent?

I didn't raise him that way.

In other words, the Demon King couldn't have defeated the puppy, so he had to assume he didn't want to come home.

Ding-dong.

Someone rings the doorbell.

She checks to see if there is a second one from time to time, but she doesn't even ask her to open the door.

Because I have to study!

So...

“Sweetheart! ”

“Cooking. ”

“Yes...”

My husband in apron sent me a brief refusal in the kitchen.

She gets up on the couch with no choice.

“Who are you?”

I heard an answer through the front door. Trans l a t ed by ｊp mt l .coｍ

“I'm here to pass on some carrots for you today. ”

“Ah, Coach. ”

Teacher who taught her 'right’ tennis.

It's not that I haven't hit it before, but I learned from this coach who learned from the tennis club and improved my skills.

A hobby is carrot farming.

... although it often looks like a job, it is hard to believe that his tennis skills are national representatives.

“Come on in! ”

“No problem. I just came by to pass the carrots... I'll see you Tuesday at the tennis court. ”

“Yes, if you're busy. ”

“... the first thing you're worried about missing? ”

“It's going to be okay. You think I didn't come back because I let you down? I keep thinking about this. ”

“I don't think so. ”

“Thank you."

“It's not consolation, it's sincerity. You can tell by Hanjin's naive tennis racket swing. ”

“... hoho! It would be great if raising a child would be as cool as playing tennis. ” T ran sl at ed by jp mtl.ｃ o m

“I'm sure it's too late for that. So don't worry too much and pull yourself together with this carrot. ”

“Thanks all the time, Coach. ”

“Farewell. ”

Queek -

It looks like a mercenary rolling from a fierce battlefield filled with bullets until recently. It's deep inside.

The woman who thought that far ahead took a carrot box and headed to the kitchen.

A table.

Her husband, who was tapping the cutting board with a knife, turns to her and asks.

“Again?"

“Yes. Carrots. ”

“I may be able to see past 2.0...”

“Need some help?”

“No.”

“Come on...”

T ran s la t e d by jpｍt l.ｃ om “I know my wife's cooking is as good as a top chef. So I would really appreciate it if you could trust this husband and wait in the living room. ”

“Something doesn't feel right...”

“It's the mood. ”

“Mmm-hmm. ”

Even though she didn't like it, she just came out of the kitchen.

Like my husband's compliments, my cooking skills are exceptional, but sometimes my hands slip and I make mistakes.

At that time, my husband said,

“I tried to stir-fry the carrot I just got, but I ran out of gas. Go to the supermarket and get some sesame oil. ”

“Okay!”

She was so bored that she accepted the mission her husband gave her.

And as a bonus...

“Son, are you busy studying? ”

I called for a second, stuck in a dark room.

“... I'm busy, too. ”

“If you don't mind, you don't have to follow me. She's really okay. I'll play tennis by myself from now on. ”

“Please let me follow...”

“Yes!”

She couldn't leave her son behind like that, and she came out to shop with him, holding her second hand tight!

*

“Um... do you want some kerosene? ”

“I don't mean to sound indelicate, but the device thinks there might be a reason why he said he just needed sesame oil...”

“My son is very enthusiastic. So I'm a little disappointed. ”

“Well, that's why they call me Mom. ”

“That's the basics! ”

“...... ”

The hat climbed up the path of the gospel after seeing the correct chapter.

Just then, the screams of the terrified citizens came from everywhere.

“Air raid!”

“Oh! God! ”

“Run! ”

Weeieieing -

One beat later, the siren cried, and the city that had just been at peace quickly became a mess.

If war had been more than 10 years old, it would have become more familiar with this life, but few would be able to remain calm about the problems of their own lives.

Of course, not everyone hates the invasion of aliens.

“Citizens! Rest assured, we have Naruto, the warrior of Faith! ”

“There is also the warrior Hanwoo, who is 100% black in the country!" ”

“I am Fiora, a warrior from the Factoria Factory! Leave this to me! ”

......

Warriors who were eager for the aliens to invade have emerged from everywhere.

They shout their name diligently, as if promoting it, and charge towards the aliens' droid.

Phew! Phew! Boom!

The asphalt roads are destroyed, and the concrete buildings that were just here collapse.

“Get lost! I was here first! ”

“What did he say? Did you drool him? ”

“You're the one who came first! ”

They devoted their strength generously to Earth's peace.

... is just an excuse.

Usually, there are rare opportunities to freely use fantasy abilities that are strictly prohibited by 'law'.

Once every ten days, at most?

Compared to the fantasy world I share every day, I feel very frustrated.

This is the result.

Puang!

Kuaang -!

Qajik!

There is a word for over-pressure.

Aliens aimed for occupation, not planetary destruction, focus on politicians, military facilities, and transport.

For them, power is just a means.

It's not that I can't use it like the Earth's warriors.

“Mom, we have to get out of here before we get caught. ”

“I'll protect him! ”

“That won't be necessary... yes. ”

Many shelters and shelters have changed in the day when alien invasions became common.

In the past, if you were a tax-exempt thief, you would now have your way with practicality.

So is civic consciousness.

Ten years ago, people who did not even know the location of the 'shelter' were placenta, but now even 5-year-olds know it.

Kuang!

Urrrr...!

If you don't want to get caught and killed.

But even if you know the location of the shelter, if you're unlucky, you die.

Unless you want to borrow the Devil's hand.

“... stop it. ”

“Stop what? ”

“Cough, cough, cough! Oh, nothing. Get to the shelter, Mom! ”

“Yes."

Humans with black wings protrude from behind the hat running with their hands.

Qajik!

Wood Duck!

Those who had just been intermingled with ordinary civilians destroyed a tougher Android with their bare hands than steel.

“...... ”

Quietly, no one was worried about the cameras everywhere.

He's also a colleague.

“Hmm? Mom. Where did you get that tennis racket? ”

“To protect my son! ”

“That's not what I meant...”

The boy who was dragged away by his mother's hand was blurred.

It was because a man in a time-traveling mistaken outfit was blocking the way.

Cosplay?

That would have been the case about 10 years ago, but not now.

“I am the prince...”

“Get out of the way!"

“... who dares to command a petty female of a star soon to colonize - cough?! ”

Booooo!

A guy who was hit in the face with a cool tennis racket swing flew away a lot.

“Son! Let's go! We don't have time to deal with a psychopath like that! ”

“... Yes? ”

“Let's get to the shelter! ”

“That didn't have to be... no, yeah. Let's go!”

“There's nothing to be afraid of! I'll do whatever it takes to protect my son! ”

In order not to show your scared son, the woman smiles brightly.

“...... ”

But it didn't work.

The more frightened son had no words until he arrived at the shelter.

And by the time the hat had barely arrived...

Citizens, the warriors have defeated the aliens! The recovery team will be deployed shortly, and if there are any missing family members, please report them to the rescue immediately!

The situation was closed.

“Hey, Mom? ”

“Why, son? ”

“Where did you put the tennis racket that hit that... psychopath's head a while ago? ”

“I just threw it away because I found it. ”

“...... ”

“Why?”

“Nothing, ha, ha...”

The loving mother and son returned to the Tullette house with sesame oil from the supermarket.

*

“That's what happened to you. Are you hurt? ”

“Um... pride? My husband scolded me for mistaking the kerosene for sesame oil. ”

“Well, you did. I'm glad you're not hurt, Frank. ”

“You look healthy, too. ”

She met a college grad in a long time and told him the most recent unfair story.

Although the two are predecessors, the study number is different from the Band-Aid and majors.

She's in gym.

His successor is the department of education.

Nevertheless, the two of them became close to each other through time because they were purely the same university club.

“You're not old at all. ”

“Hehe! Is that what you see? I've been taking really good medicine lately. You're not that different from when you were a student. You eat the same thing? ”

“I've been hearing that a lot over the years. ”

“Marriage?”

“Oh, not yet...”

“What a pity! If my first son hadn't gone missing, I would have introduced him to my nephew. ”

“I'm fine.”

“You already have a guy you like? ”

“Yes...”

He replied with a shy face as he touched the café mug.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him.

“Don't tell me... you're still looking for the boy you met briefly during field trips? ”

“...... ”

“Oh my! Oh my! You're quite the purist, aren't you? I wish my husband had fallen on his knees and begged me not to become a chaser of love. ”

“You did a great job getting married. Where else would I find such a handsome man? ”

“The only one who thinks my husband looks like he's going to cry is a handsome man. Do you know how many times I was dragged to the police station as a resident on my honeymoon? You'd be surprised to hear that. ”

“A man's got to be tough to protect a beauty like you!”

“Hah... The more I think about it, the less I feel. My first is my husband's breadfruit. She looks just like me when she smiles. ”

“I'm sorry."

“That's a real wall, huh? ”

The two beauty blossoms for a long time in a rare cafe.

How long have I been saying that?

When he saw the sunset, he got up first.

“I'll be going now. ”

“You're leaving early today. Are you still practicing? ”

“Yes.”

“What a terrible school! How can such a beautiful and wonderful daughter-in-law still rot as a student? ”

“Ha, ha, ha... I can feel it just by saying that. But that's okay, because I'm in charge of really cool students.”

“Is he handsome?”

“Yes.”

“Then it must be incredibly ugly. The appetite of the successor is strange. ”

“....... ”

“Why?”

“I didn't think you were going to say anything about marrying a half-man. He was very full. ”

“Oh my! You're pissed off, aren't you? ”

“I gotta go. Hmph! ”

“Hehe! Okay, I'll see you later! ”

The two beauty girls who had inadvertently raised the café sale broke up like that.

And now?

A goddess who is too naive looks at me interesting

Some drinks that are very impatient hope for rapid progress

Only some god will know.

Author's Words

Hi, I'm Farnar.

It was a long, long journey.

Thanks to you, I have been able to write this piece for over a year, and I have been able to complete it safely.

[Class Attention Retainer] brings the ideology of island nation Lanobell and its moral landscape to life.

I don't know how well it was conveyed to the readers, but I hope it wasn't as boring as a moral book, and that you enjoyed reading it until the end.

The new one is‘ unstructured ’as anticipated, and the water level is unfortunately full age!

We are preparing as much as we can after the virgin novel [Moorish White Paper] in six years.

[FFF Class Attention Retainer] only plans to perform "Foreign currency" on webtoons once a week in Fanfic format.

The author agrees that it is a pity to close.

It was awkward for me to apply the brakes to a strong man who was running restlessly. ^ ^;;

And I'm going to unravel that sadness a little bit in the vocabulary.

Thanks to all the readers who have read [FFF CLASS ENVIRONMENT], I will see you again in the Diplomacy and Follow-Up.

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