As Iruki ran towards him, the albino pretended to read the newspaper and secretly looked at his son.

Ariane Sirone.�It was the word that came up the most with a total of 3,742 times in the mouth of my son who returned from this semester.

In his opinion, Iruki is a good timber.�He has the power of a genius and is rich in human emotions.

When I was young, I suffered because of that tendency, but my son who came back after finishing this semester was different.�

He was no longer afraid of his own talent, and a boy named Sirone would have played an important role in it.

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�haha!�it�s sirone�What kind of letter is this long?�

The bright smile of his son was a sight rarely seen at home.�After declaring defeat, he lowered the newspaper and asked Iruki.

�Is that the kid you mentioned?�

�Yes, I sent you a letter.�He writes very well.�

�If you are that friendly, call me home.�Unlocker, I want to meet you once.�

�����all right.�I will speak.�

There was no soul in Iruki�s answer.�Introducing Sirone wasn�t a problem, but introducing her eccentric father to friends was a huge problem.

�In six days, father.�

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The central city of Sadia is the area where the largest number of local nobles live in Tormia.

Like the famous grain belt, the finances were solid and there were few forces advancing outside, but because internal competition to occupy the territory was fierce, it was characterized by frequent changes in rank.�Nade�s family, the West, was no exception.

During vacation, Nade almost lived in the studio.�His eyes, which had been up all night already for the second day, were sunken.

The workshop looked like an extended version of the Supernatural Psychic Research Society.�Tools of unknown use were rolling around the floor, and on the table was the engine part of the engine unit.

�Whoa, shall we end here today?�

The season passed into autumn, but the workplace was sweltering.�When he took off his jacket, a scar was revealed that ran diagonally across his back.�It was an old wound, but sometimes it throbbed unbearably.

Nade pulled up a tent and covered the table.�If the family found out, there would be an uproar over spending money on useless things.

Although now in ruins, three generations ago, half of Sadia�s breadbasket belonged to the West family.�

Nade did not hear the reason for Gasse�s strength.�But after he lived 17 years, he seemed to have no particular reason.�He is simply exhausted.

�Nade, Nade.�

When I returned to the mansion, I heard a voice that made my heart stop.�

It�s ironic that the main character of the voice is his mother, but to Nade, she was the scariest thing in the world.

�Yes, mother.�

�Didn�t you say you were good at handling machines?�Go to the Jones family and fix some things.�

�I�ll close my eyes for a bit and go.� JrNovels.com