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It is a story of a local merchant in the territory of Sopede.

The house was one that lasted several generations, and the eldest son was supported by his father and second son because he had left with the money of the house.

And there was nothing unusual about it, and the family business happened to be leaning.

Someone didn't make a mistake, performance deteriorated like a kind of flow.

Something that seems dangerous if it's weak.

Those who had lent money to this house were rushing to collect their claims and telling them to return them now.

Other merchants who were trading were beginning to look for another counterparty.

It's nothing strange.

If other merchants were weak even in this house, they would have handled it all the time.

But if my house does, I have to make sure it doesn't get any worse.

The father and his second son had managed to work hard to get it back together.

He had managed to return the money he had been selling off his household belongings and appealed to him to be alive and well.

I was throwing a party, even in pain, and trying to put up a vanity.

I was about to ask many houses for a new deal.

Naturally, it's not easy.

But both the father and the second son knew exactly what would happen if they didn't hold out here.

And solve it all at once.

I heard voices subside reminding me to repay my debts and, on the contrary, asking me if I would borrow new money.

I heard myself throwing a party, so I asked if you would attend.

A new and bigger deal was about to start with a voice from a superior merchant.

The efforts of the father and the second son did not come to fruition.

As a result of the birth of his eldest son, an unlikely territory under royal jurisdiction, he was appointed as a martial arts guide for the lords of the region.

"Oh well... you've been having such a hard time"

The eldest son, who came home dressed in a shitty outfit, looked difficult knowing his house was in distress (...).

He roared in front of his father and mother, his second son and his wife, in the large room of a mansion with dwindling household possessions.

"I was going to give back the money I stole... that's just not enough."

Fathers, mothers, second sons, their wives, and servants know their oldest sons well.

That's why I was having trouble the other way around when I saw him in trouble.

"... just to be clear, I'm only a martial arts guide and don't make much money. And the five of us caught each other in the same row, so it's not that big of a deal."

The family, where the eldest son who had left the house was really born and had been told that by the local lords, was dressed up as to what kind of transgressive attitude the eldest would take.

Or I was actually prepared to snarl because almost all the problems had already been solved thanks to my oldest son.

I was prepared to see what ramblings would pop up. Still, it was meant to endure.

"I can't do that, even if, for example, the lord tells me to make it convenient. I can't do that much."

Yet I feel sorry that I can't do much to help myself.

He says things like he's really born, but he's lost his height.

Funny, generally and personally, it's impossible to react like this.

"There's no such thing as being facial to the Lord of Sopeds. Sure, we've spoken a few times, and I've tried to escort our sister, but there's no such thing as intimacy."

Funny, isn't it a story that makes you more proud that you've spoken directly to the owner of Sopeds?

At least neither the father nor the second son, who is a businessman, has even spoken to a local lord.

"My mentor, Mr. Sansui, is an amazing man for your service, but he's only a martial arts mentor, and he doesn't have a subordinate, and he's not the kind to talk about the deal."

Child-faced sword saint, black and white mountain water.

To be the most powerful swordsman in this country, it is the symbol of the fights that are considered pride of the Sopeds.

If you were learning the sword from that person, shouldn't you be a little more proud?

"So I know it's bad... there's nothing I can contribute to this house. Well, it's not that big of a deal, even if I say I'm going to be a martial arts guide, I'll be mentoring my lord and others around it about Monday, and I don't know if there's a house where I want to give my wife out..."

Nothing is wrong as a sentence. My oldest son generally recognizes himself correctly.

I was more worried about you when I said here, "I have a good face for the Lord of Sopeds," or "I'll talk to the Lord," or "If you ask my Master, I can't go through with it."

But I like that. He should have been the one who didn't have anything else. He shouldn't have been the man to make such a nasty statement.

"... what happened"

"Hey, what does the first voice mean by that?"

I can also say that my father's confusion has no choice.

But my oldest son didn't know better to be confused. I thought you were disappointed.

When the house was in distress, I received good news that my eldest son was born. I thought it was natural for my oldest son to talk to me and try to fix it all at once.

That's what I was going to do to straw, and I thought I was going to bow my head to someone I didn't even want to lower.

I didn't think everything was resolved just because the information came out that I had become a martial arts guide.

"It's impossible that you are so right about your position and role,"

"It hurts me just fine... how much do I owe Mr. Sang-sui an audition and Mr. Suibok a weapon? There's no way my Lord would write a letter of recommendation to a guy who can't act on his position"

All the servants also doubted the reality.

Sure, the muscles go through, but I suspect this man is really that abusive.

"You've heard rumors, even if you've never been in person with our Lord? Actually, it's tough, Jen."

"That's right..."

"That's a lot to be expected, and that's a lot to be trusted. Not as good as a trump card."

Here, I was finally bragging about my oldest son's face.

He is trying to brag about his family on a topic other than his own.

"Well, I used to be a liar about 'Sword Saint of the Child's Face', and if I defeated him, I'd be the strongest swordsman or something, but this is really strong. I don't have the same amount of skill, I'm not only strong, but I think I have a deep nostalgia... I'm a respectable person."

You know, I complimented the guy that I was, who would have beaten me.

"Saiga, who plays batrab trump cards, is strong, too. Come on, I have the Divine Sword Eckezax, and I'm strong without it. Well, there's a lot I can't say."

Somehow he also seemed to know the secrets of Batlub's next lord.

"It's not half the time I'm playing Caputo's trump card. Rumor has it, then you say you're strong enough to bust the clouds, right? This is the truth. I'm also convinced that's the most powerful wizard in the world, I'd be surprised if there was one stronger than that. And the new emperor of the neighbouring country, the royal trump card, is terrified. Come on."

Knowing the breadth of the world and the pinnacle of the nation, he was happy to say that he was not a great person, such as himself.

"Well, it's Mr. Swibbock who's the most chiseled and not half of the time. Look, the guy made the clothes I'm wearing. Ah... but I can't sell it, I'm sorry..."

I wonder how strong he's actually gotten, how much he's got to do with upper level people.

But listening to his seemingly entertaining stories didn't hide his astonishment at how spiritually grown he was, the facets of knowing his eldest son's past.

"Well, I'm going to see you again. I don't have enough training yet, and I'll be auditioning Mr. Sang-sui again..."

"Don't be ridiculous!

Stunning, but not a bad story.

My oldest son, who left the house, has emerged and is taking an even greater stand, and I will continue to be close to humans on the clouds.

That's surprising, but nothing bad. Surprisingly, it was good for this House.

But it is also man who is not convinced by it.

"... what?

"My brother has the money for the house, and he's headed to the king's capital, and he thinks how hard we've struggled!

"You think that's bad, don't you? So interest the money you stole..."

"I don't care about that! I don't care anymore! How much do you think the public laughed at me because of your brother's bad rumors!

At that time, it was Swibok and Fuukei's contention that drove his eldest son's head.

No, it didn't have a body of contention.

"... well, I'm sorry to make you struggle"

"My brother made a fool out of me. I've been seriously working in the tunnel! And yet, why is this happening without any clapping?!

"What?"

"Just because my brother became a martial arts guide, we all changed the color of our eyes and became favored. No matter how low your head or how much money you split, it's like you didn't deal with me, but thanks to your brother who was just waving his sword and playing, you solved everything?! That's crazy! Seriously, I've worked hard. You look like an idiot!

The eldest sees his father.

He was silently affirmed and finally understood his brother's anger.

……

"Me and my dad were desperate to protect the house! Seriously, to the tunnel, I'm going to have stacked the trick trust!

"You know all about that."

All right, on top of that, I was positive even if I found it futile.

"When I was born, if it wasn't for you or my dad, it wouldn't have seemed right to me. The fact that I was born must mean that the wind has changed direction."

Again, everyone is surprised.

My second son's anger was extremely irrational.

At least, my oldest son contributes extremely much to this House. That was enough to take back the loss so far.

Despite that, the second son was angry that he was useful. Then we should justly anger back or bend the navel.

Nonetheless, he was rather affirming his brother's anger.

"For all the trouble I've had, let's just use it and think about it in that direction."

……

"I know you're angry, but your father, your mother and your daughter-in-law are in trouble for yelling at me."

……

"You know, you two are drinking..."

Shows understanding with a bitter smile and receives a curse for himself.

Whatever the language, I was an adult. It was usually an adult response.

But I also know my oldest son.

He also said that these responses would only result in oil being poured into the fire.

"... just kidding!

Second son to take a seat, then the daughter-in-law of the second son to follow.

While I wanted to follow the trail, my parents, who couldn't even leave their eldest son alone, were just confused.

"Well, here's the thing"

I wanted it to be a little more serene.

The eldest son moaned recognising that the lump of his heart would not disappear, even if all the problems had been solved and all the past lines had been flushed.