Chapter 568 – Play With Chaos and Recognition

000

In the living room at night, only the ticking of the clock resonates incessantly.

Emma sighed and brought the props for house play that she had placed in her room her, laid them out, and was really looking forward to the play that would involve her adults.

Roles were also set, and in a situation where it seemed like everyone knew that it was time to start playing, if no one was talking properly due to tension, someone else would start… I could see that they were all in the same attitude.

It makes me laugh at the fact that grown-ups are shy about revealing things they don’t know, but if there’s anyone who doesn’t care, here’s one.

“Ehh~ So, how do we play house? Cough Cough~”

Caliburn raises her hand and asks Emma a question.

In the midst of the situation where most of the people gathered here simultaneously praised ‘Nice Caliburn!’, Galatea let out a yawn while looking at everyone with cold eyes as if they looked a little pitiful.

By the way, Caliburn’s role is Emma’s older sister, and it is said that she is a sickly beautiful girl with three days left to live.

No, if you feel unwell to that extent, it seems more plausible that you are in a hospital somewhere rather than staying at home.

Emma then answers brightly as she looks at Carly Byrne.

“Playing house is playing house!”

At the simple answer that comes from a simple childlike thought, those who were expecting the correct answer taste the sensation of falling off a cliff, but Caliburn, who opposes it, is also formidable at his own pace.

As for the decision to listen to the answer, you push forward no matter what answer the other person gives back.

“Yeah, I understand that~ Is it okay if I just talk like a certain role?”

Caliburn, who insinuates based on her own guesses of her.

Then Emma gave her a big nod and agreed.

“Yeah! And and! Using the things here to cook~ And…”

As she said that, Emma pointed to the various odds and ends she had lined up in front of her.

There was a mixture of wooden blocks, dolls, Schrödinger, and pebbles.

Seeing that the pebbles are fortunately clean and do not have to worry about germs, she must have picked out some nice-looking ones after Emma went out to a park or something and kept them.

For reference, her magic tool her -Jami does n’t seem to belong to that category of ‘tool’.

She is in the position of being Emma’s friend.

“Huh? Wait, Schrödinger?”

And Cleon, noticing that something strange is mixed, finds Schrödinger lying among the props.

I’m sure she got hit by Emma earlier and got vampiric and locked her in a cage.

I thought it had been quiet for some time, but was it in a place like this?

“Schrödinger is a cat doll role!”

“I think so, bro… Don’t worry, I’m back to my senses.”

“Is that so…”

I wondered if she was satisfied with that kind of role… But since she has the body of a cat doll, it’s also the role that suits her the most.

At the point where the magic tool in the form of a weapon is playing the role of a friend, he doesn’t have anything to hang out with.

“Yes. Then, the point is, ‘playing house’ is ‘role play’~ You just have to act faithfully to your role~”

After hearing Emma’s explanation her, Caliburn nodded her head, then looked back at the people around her as if she understood.

Then, her party her, including Cleon, all nodded in unison.

“Hey, Master! What should I do! After all, Papa’s daughter? Then you’re Emma’s sister!?”

“You’re a dumb maid.”

Emma stretched her props as if she had finished preparing them, and as she turned to Cleon, she showed her smiling face.

“Then, since Cleon oppa is the father, let’s start with returning home!”

“Ah… Is it okay if I play the head of the household after work…”

In Cleon’s mind, if he was the head of the household—

‘Then… Should I just imitate ‘him’?’

Assuming a rough role model, Cleon raises his body.

And, as Emma said, in order to recreate the image of a head of household facing his family after hard work, he goes outside the living room.

When the sliding door closed with a sigh, the room became quiet in an instant.

Now, from the moment that door opens and Cleon – no, the ‘father’ of this family returns, the playing house begins.

A house play mixed with the circumstances of adults, as if deceiving the innocence of a child.

001

Smart. A knock at the door.

And, when the door moved to the side and opened with a creaking sound, what appeared there was the head of the family who returned home after a day’s work today.

“Kuh, keuh… It’s out! My daughter!”

When everyone gathered in the living room is startedled by her awkward behavior of shouting out her daughter’s name her in a loud voice, only Galatea notices the identity of her.

‘Is that a bald Lampert mimic?’

“Welcome, Dad!”

Either way, Emma got up from her seat and sprinted towards Cleon, and she was carried as if clinging to his legs her.

Cleon was a little taken aback by the weight he felt on her legs of her, but he leaned over and stroked Emma’s hair in order to act naturally somehow.

What comes to mind in his mind is Lampert’s house, which he had visited only once in his childhood.

Lampert secretly followed Cleon, who went on a request that was more dangerous than his own skills.

The day I forcibly dragged Cleon, who was injured and on the verge of collapsing, to feed him treatment and dinner.

Seeing a happy family was strongly etched in Cleon’s mind.

A girl a little younger than herself who ran to the front door as soon as she noticed her father’s return to her.

And, while preparing dinner, his wife welcomes her with a friendly smile.

Even though they knew that they were members of the dark horse clan, they treated them without discrimination, and Lampert was a truly happy family.

In that memory, Lampert was smiling as he stroked the head of his daughter who had run up to him.

Now that I think about it, he, a natural adventurer, must have been thinking that one day, his life might disappear like dust.

For Lampert, who spends his life burning himself like that, he would have wanted to make the time with his family ‘the best moment’ at any time.

Even if he disappears, he will have no regrets.

After thinking like that, Cleon lifted Emma up.

Emma laughed and reacted as if she was just happy to see her gaze her rise and to be held in Cleon’s arms her.

Seeing this, Quon stood up and approached Cleon as if he had made up his mind her.

“Everyone, you’ve been… W…”

And— at the point where both his steps and his words were almost finished, Quon hesitated slightly, stopping as if he was blocked by something.

“Hey… Hey… Hey…”

Watching her face her start to burn red like a kettle on her fire, Cleon and everyone else watching from behind felt the tips of her fingers her tickling and shrinking.

Could this be the famous empathy level?

“——Ugh!”

And Quon, as if he had finally made up his mind, called Cleon with an awkward smile.

“Hey, Cleon~”

Phew, a sigh can be heard from the back.

If Quon had succeeded in calling Cleon ‘Honey’ here, Lyla’s tears would not have dried at the loss of her wife position her.

However, at the attitude of her Quon her, who calls her more tenderly than usual, her Cleon her faces her with an awkward smile as well.

“Uh, yeah… Did anything happen at home today?”

Cleon spits out the lines as the memories replay in her head.

“Oh, Lila walked alone today!”

“Wait!? Am I that young!?”

Then, Lila, who was quietly waiting for her turn her in her living room, pulls her body up, and Emma puffs out her cheeks her.

“Since Lila is her sister, her role is her, she has to be like a baby!”

“No, that, that’s… Uh. Uhh…”

When Emma says that, Lila feels a chill for some reason.

Turning her head slightly, I don’t know if it was a coincidence or not, but it seems that the muzzle of Jamiel, which Emma had placed close to Lila, was pointed at Lila, and she was reflecting the light in the living room .

“L-Mister Layla…!”

And, Sasha calls her name as if asking Lila to be patient with her.

Layla forced her shuddering body her onto her floor and curled up on her —

“Ba-boo-“

Her dead eyes were to put her thumb in her mouth her and babble.

“I’m trying my best to become a baby…”

“Ahahahaha!!”

Sasha looks a little moved by Lila’s appearance of her, but Galatea hugs her stomach and makes her laugh.

When Emma nodded in satisfaction at Lila’s performance her, only Cleon and Quon, who were afraid of her aftermath her, broke into cold sweats.

As proof of that, the tips of Laila’s hair her had slightly turned into flames and were burning.

In any case, the playing house must continue.

Cleon was to walk slowly with Quon to the place where Lila was waiting.

And as she carefully put her Emma down, Quon opened her mouth first.

“Dinner is ready. Do you want to eat right away?”

“Yeah. Then, shall we do that?”

The two of them talk a little casually, as if thanks to Lila’s shock her, her tension has been blown away.

And, Sasha, who had been quietly watching the two of them, quietly thought to herself.

‘That’s right… This isn’t just about getting along with Mr. Cleon. Like Layla, if you don’t lose your purpose and don’t immerse yourself in the role…’

Unlike Lyla, feeling her reflection on herself for her impure purpose, Sasha tries to become Cleon’s sister her with all her might, but-

Come to think of it, she does n’t even have her own sister, so how does she play her sister her? She gets to the same place.

[Ruben! Mr. Ruben!]

In the end, it was Ruben, who was watching the skit from inside, who clung to him.

[What, how does her sister feel?]

[Yes… Ruben-nim has lived a lot more time than me, so you know that, right?]

[What is it, did you say you would play her sister without knowing what role her sister might play?]

Ruben lets out a pathetic sigh.

[What. Then just do what I tell you to do.]

Then Sasha nods her head as if she believes Ruben, then looks back at Quon and Cleon and meets her eyes her.

Cleon asked if Sasha was coming too, and she suddenly looked nervous.

But- the direction was different from what Cleon had thought.

“Ha…”

Sasha sighs abruptly and gets up from her seat.

“Sasha…?”

“Why.”

Sasha, who answered Cleon’s call with a cold expression and a low voice, made her feel like a different child.

For a moment, she wondered if Ruben had taken over her body, but seeing the ears hanging down on top of her head, she was still saying that Sasha’s personality was on the outside of her. Of.

“Hey, wait a minute, Sasha? You said that to your brother…”

Quon panicked and said that to Sasha, who then folded her arms and turned her head away as Sasha clicked her tongue.

“It’s noisy. Are you nagging again? What are you going to say about my little sister who can’t get a job and stays at home? Seriously… I don’t need dinner.”

Tsk, Sasha clicked her tongue and left her living room.

“Hey, wait, Sasha!?”

Even her voice calling her urgently, bang! And the door closes

“…”

Quon and Cleon, who had been staring blankly at this scene, were looking toward the door as if their gaping mouths would not close, while Emma held on tightly to the hem of Cleon’s clothes her.

“Sah, Aunt Sasha, I’m scared…”

At Emma’s words, Cleon and Quon could only nod their heads.

However, as soon as Quon calms down her Emma her, she comforts her her back her and talks.

“That… Aunt Sasha… Is just wandering around a bit. Someday, she’ll understand our feelings…”

“What’s the real meaning…”

When Galatea lightly strangled her, Cleon shook her head and opened her mouth to please her Emma somehow.

“Well, then let’s all eat together. Dad worked hard today so my stomach is growing… Ahaha…”

“Uh, yes! That’s right. I prepared something Cleon likes today…”

Saying that, Quon began to move the props that were hanging on the ground one by one.

Then Cleon moved her junk her with her her Emma her as if to help her, their hands her overlapping her Schrödinger.

“I’m sorry…!”

Maybe it was because he was nervous, but Quon reacted a bit excessively even though he wouldn’t mind if it was something he normally touched.

Looking at such a Quon, Cleon feels that his heart is beating fast for some reason.

Their eyes cross each other, and when nothing is said, a strange atmosphere flows between the two—

“Aaaaa!”

At that time, Lila suddenly raised her voice.

When Cleon and Quon look at her her loud enough to fake her cry her, they look at her her with a worried look on her her Emma her and talk to her her Lila her.

“Look, I need to change Layla’s diaper!”

“Phew!”

In the end, Cleon presses Schrödinger, who can’t stand it and bursts out laughing, with his hand his to shut his mouth his.

Lila didn’t change her expression her and kept screaming her fake cries out of her mouth her, while Emma moved closer to Quon and tugged at his sleeve her.

“Ah, ah. Yeah! That’s right! Then… I’ll change Lila’s diaper and come back. I’m eating first.”

“Ah, yes…”

Then Quon moves closer to her Lyla, looks down at her for a moment, then picks her up in her arms her.

Damn Lila is light, otherwise she wouldn’t have even been moved by Quon.

“…Come on, come on. Let’s go, Lila~”

And as she walks out of her living room holding her her, her her Lila’s face her over her her Quon’s shoulder her turns towards Cleon-

She can be seen holding out her tongue her with a bee, and pulling her eyes down with her fingers her.

“…”

After Quon, Sasha, and Lila were gone, the living room fell silent.

Now… It would be okay if we quietly play together with Emma… I was thinking, but Cleon also sighs when the hard work continues beyond imagination.

“Dad, are you tired?”

“Yeah, a little… Ah, no, it’s okay.”

She immediately changed her words, fearing that Emma would get tired of her, but Emma put her hand on Cleon’s forehead and looked worried.

“Cleon. If you’re tired, taking a break is the way to go? It’s not good to work too hard.”

At that time, Cleon was surprised by the voice coming from his side of her and turned around.

There—Amelia was stroking Cleon’s back with a benevolent smile she had never seen before.

“Oh, Amelia…?”

“Whoops, should I call you mom?”

Unlike Quon and Lyla, who blushed when performing her act, Amelia doesn’t blush at all.

Could it be that she has a talent for acting like Sasha?

“Grandma~!”

Then, as if Emma had been waiting, she runs to Amelia and falls into her arms.

“Oh gu oh gu oh yes, my granddaughter~. Will Grandma give me some candy?”

‘And what she took out of her pocket her was real candy.

Suddenly, she seems to have packed something like that, and she opens her candy and puts it in Emma’s mouth her.

Then Emma laughs and puts her candy in her mouth her, and she goes back to Cleon’s side her, where she and Jami start playing with her junk her.

“…Ah, Amelia?”

Cleon felt that such Amelia was somehow strange, but Amelia sat down in front of Cleon and she started talking quietly.

“Cleon… You’re working really hard…”

“Yes…?”

When Cleon responds as if she’s talking about something, she continues her story with a quiet smile.

“To protect my comrades… And for those important to me… Until now, regardless of day or night… In a place where no one knows…”

“…”

“But, Mom knows very well. That Cleon is always working hard…”

Something, Amelia’s voice seemed to resonate in her heart.

For some reason, Cleon feels the touch of tears flowing from her eyes without realizing it.

Looking at Cleon, Amelia spreads her arms and smiles at Cleon.

For some reason, I get the illusion that a bright light is shining from behind her.

“Now… If it’s hard, you can always be in this mother’s arms, son?”

If Cleon, as if possessed by something, is trying to approach Amelia’s arms-

“Collock Coke Coke!!!”

The sound of Caliburn’s coughing was louder than Lyla’s cries.

When Cleon, who was hot and awake, turned her body her, there was Caliburn lying on her back her with her hand outstretched towards Cleon.

“…Ah, Dad~! I think I’m going to die~”

“Ka, Caliburn!? Now, wait a minute… Emma! Medicine!”

“Yes!”

When she unknowingly tells her Emma to get her medicine, Emma picks up one of her odds her and ends on her land her and gives it to Cleon.

When Cleon approaches Caliburn with it and pretends to give her medicine-

“I think the fever has gone down a bit…”

‘ Said Caliburn quietly to Cleon as she sighed.

“…I thought if I left it as it was, I’d go to a place I wouldn’t be able to return to. Dad.”

“Ah… Thank you.”

Cleon bowed her head slightly to Caliburn and thanked her, then wiped her forehead with the back of her hand.

“Hey, it’s hard…”

Cleon was playing with a feeling of being made fun of at a house play that was far more difficult than any subjugation request.

Even after that, Emma would adapt to the situation as she wanted, or she would hold Layla’s crying cries in her arms and put her to sleep while comforting her.

She responds with her cuon and her blush to Emma, ​​who suddenly asks her how to make her baby.

With her cheeks blushing, she sheds tears as she sees Sasha apologizing, saying ‘I’m sorry for saying that harshly earlier…’.

While being teased by Amelia, who tries to hold Cleon in her arms her somehow while calling her son her.

Cleon collapses to the ground exhausted.

“This is too much now…”

“Hey, Cleon. Just a little more…”

When Quon tries to arouse such Cleon, Emma sneaks up and looks into Cleon’s face her.

“Ah, ah… That’s right. Sorry, Emma. I’ll be up soon…”

As he is about to say that, Emma reaches out and presses his head her with her hand her.

Then she raised the corners of her mouth and spoke.

“No. You don’t have to. Thanks to you guys playing with her master of her, she seems to have relieved her stress a lot.”

“What…?”

It was n’t hard to see that the words came from her her Emma her, but she didn’t belong to her her.

“Did you desperately want to investigate me? Well, I guess so.

In Emma’s hand, the magic tool she was trying to investigate was in her hand.

Cleon then changes her gaze, but Emma talks as she removes her hand that she had placed on Cleon.

“Okay. I’ll let you investigate however you want. If you work this hard, you guys can be trusted.”

As she said that, she slipped herself out of Emma’s hands and fell to the ground.

“…Was it…?”

“Anyway, I think so…”

After Quon nervously responded to Cleon’s words, the party sighed together.

And then, after Emma falls asleep, Peek, leans over and buries her face in Cleon’s belly.

Cleon glanced at her like that, only raising her head and examining her.

I had no choice but to lie sprawled in the living room while draining my whole body.