Chapter 207: 207 Go home.

Waking up as a watchman and looking at the starry sky, I heard a noise coming from behind. It's Helen.

I don't know what it is, so I left the example rash on even when I went to bed, but that was a little uneven.

"What, you can't sleep?

"No, I just woke up."

I also had experience in the previous world that stress prevented me from sleeping or waking up late at night, and I hope that's not the case.

Helen sat down next to me in a triangle. Helen is much taller, but her head doesn't change much when she sits down.

Looking slightly sideways, he stares at the burning fire.

"Sorry to bother you."

Bosoli, Helen says.

"I mean, don't worry about it, but you're not convinced of that, are you? Above all, I can't forgive myself."

I've lived in the previous world for forty years too, not once or twice that I've bothered others.

Helen buried her face in her knees.

"Well, if you can't forgive yourself, you don't have to forgive me now. You're going to have to slow down and find yourself a place to drop it."

"... yeah"

"And no matter how many years it takes, you can look for it in our house until you feel comfortable. That's nothing annoying. I'm a family member when I decide to live in our house for a while."

"... thanks"

Keep your face down, Helen said. I'll put fresh firewood on the fire. Both remain silent for a while, only the sound of pussies and branches blowing up sounds.

When I wondered if Camilo and I would be taking turns watching in about an hour, Helen called.

"Hey."

"What?

"Can I lie down here?

Helen says as she kneels with Mozimoji. Answer as you feel like you've kind of got a daughter.

"I don't care, until you change with Camilo."

"Fine."

When I said that, Helen lay her body directly next to mine. I'll fix the snails gently.

I heard a restful breath, and I looked back into the street.

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An hour later, I wake Helen up and do it to Mr. Caterina and change watch with Camilo.

I lay down and close my eyes. Family. It doesn't matter how much more this way. But I wonder why it's a situation where there's just more women.

Until then if I say it's just a coincidence, is this something that goes on with all the women? It's almost universal in all races, too.

Is there something interfering that “Watchdog” hasn't told me, or something else...

I was thinking with my eyes closed, but my thirty year old flesh and forty year old spirit seemed to accumulate fatigue, and soon my consciousness was invited to the world of sleep.

The next morning, we all get up and get ready to leave. Breakfast is what rewarmed the rest of yesterday, but enough to put it in my belly.

Because we are all used to it, including Mr. Caterina, or we were able to leave smoothly. I'm a little concerned that Mr. Caterina is used to camping, but, well, not to mention flowers.

Slowly the carriage moves out. I'm distracted to think I can finally get home, but it doesn't make sense to have them fly here and be suspicious. I try my best to stay calm.

This is probably the one who would find out if Thermia was here.

Around noon in a jittery, the landscape became familiar.

It should be the city soon. From the road to the city we can walk down the street but before it gets dark we can go home. I'm finally starting to soak up.

I don't know if you guessed that, but Camilo made a thankful offer.

"We're going straight to the capital, so I'll take you to the forest entrance."

"I'm sorry. It helps."

As I thanked Camilo, I waved my hand flickering and winked. You still don't look good.

Pass the city. Around here, I know enough to say it's a garden already. I feel more like I'm back.

The faces of everyone in the family turn heads. I don't think it's been so long since I've been in this world, but that's where I'm going.

I reached the forest entrance. Me and Helen get off the carriage.

"Thank you for your help."

"Well, here's the line."

Me and Camilo reach out to each other and shake hands. Say goodbye for a while.

I'll see you in a week, but I also have a little loneliness.

Me and Helen waved to the carriage together and dropped it off.

Go through the woods of your own free will. Helen has also been here a few times, so her footsteps have not been easy.

The sun is tilting a lot, but I've just been through it many times. I don't get lost, but rather go with Zunzun in a light foothold, so that I struggle not to leave Helen behind.

Almost home, when I thought, a big shadow covered us.

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