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On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons (Web Novel) - Chapter 72 – Day of Discharge (Interlude)
Chapter 72 – Day of Discharge (Interlude)
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“Thank you very much, I’m forever indebted.’
“Thanks, much obliged!”
“T-h-a-n-k y-o-u v-e-r-y m-u-c-h.”
“Ah! Hurry up and get going!”
The metal gate shut with a large thud.
I’m sure that he’s a tsundere.
He was strict, but was concerned about us one way or another.
“We’re finally out!”
“Big brother Seijitsu, he’s no longer there.”
The sloth tribe, which is rare even for beastsmen, is always like this.
We were still bowing towards the already closed gate.
“Hah, it was a long month, huh.”
“It was fun!”
“Sister is always like that…”
“Gasaraio needs to enjoy things more!”
“Nanairo, you’re the only one who can enjoy imprisonment…”
We spent a month, or 29 days to be exact, at a detention facility.
The charge was a violation of the Special Magic Tools and Sword and Firearms Control Law.
Originally, it was a crime where we could not complain even if sentenced to a harsher prison sentence. But the sentence was reduced thanks to the treasure hunter association we belonged to.
However, among us ‘brothers’, only Seijitsu has connections with the big shots of the association.
Although he’s of the sloth tribe, he has a rank A treasure hunter license, and is one of the ten people within the country that is an acknowledged “Dragon Slayer”.
That being said, “Dragon Slayer” doesn’t mean that you actually defeated a dragon.
This is a first-class title given to treasure hunters who have explored dungeons with a designation of A+ or higher, and played the most active role.
It can be said that this is the ultimate proof that a treasure hunter is recognized for his skill.
Seijitsu is really amazing.
If it wasn’t for him, I would still be rummaging for scraps in the ‘Polluted city’.
10 years ago, when I was 7, my brother rescued me from the darkness.
And also sister Nanairo who always helps me.
I will never be a match for the two of them.
“Then, let’s go back to the hideout first.”
I can’t dive into the dungeon for another 5 months because of my blunder.
I don’t have a hard time living because my big brother and sister’s savings were astonishing, but I still have the loan for the magic cannon that I bought to show off with.
It was bought under my elder brother’s name, but it is a luxury item I bought at my own selfishness.
Even the license fees were just paid, and completely relying on others was just too uncool. I want to at least earn enough to pay off that loan.
Is there a way, a way to earn money without having to dive into a dungeon.
“F-r-o-m t-h-e p-r-e-s-i-d-e-n-t”
“I received a direct request from the President of the Bemon Society! We’ll return to the hideout first and then come back to this town again!”
“Is it okay to receive a nomination request?”
What are they telling us to do in this town?
To be honest, I want to quickly get out of this town that is becoming my trauma.
“Because of the association’s mediation to lower the sentence, we can’t refuse! That old man, I hate his sexual harassment!”
Yup.
I hate that fatty as well.
Big sister Nanairo is of the Toucan bird tribe with a good figure and feathers colored a rare seven prismatic colors. Although not so much for humans, she is regarded as an idol by some beastmen, and she has also had a gravure photoshoot request from a magazine that is popular among treasure hunters.
Big brother refused, but I think it was a waste.
If you were put in that magazine, you can make a living through modelling and commercials.
“Uh, it’s my fault…”
I lost confidence.
Our work in this town was a massive failure.
It was all good until I thought that we had nothing to lose and entered that dungeon.
My siblings weren’t that enthusiastic about the information I brought in, but they were excited when they arrived at the top of the dungeon.
No way, a real dragon was building a nest, and right after they laid eggs.
We immediately reviewed the plan and divided the roles.
Sister Nanairo would act as the attacker as a decoy, and brother would prepare for a short-distance transfer.
I would follow up by securing the eggs and retreating.
This did not turn out well.
Primarily because of me.
Nanairo does not have the title of “Dragon Slayer”, but she is among the top five best attackers in Western Japan.
Unbelievably, she was able to hold out for 30 minutes by herself against a dragon.
Big brother Seijitsu, as expected, built a magic transfer circle from the summit to the entrance of the dungeon with exquisite control.
Although it was simple for demons, it was a difficult task for us beastmen and humans who don’t have magic power. It’s amazing just to be able to use a method that temporarily converts physical strength to magic.
And then my big blunder.
I glanced at sister Nanairo’s struggle and rushed into the nest. There, I found the eggs on the bed within the lived-in nest.
There were two eggs there.
I fell into joy and frenzy.
Just one was enough for one person to live four lifetimes without having to work, and there were two.
I was greedy.
Only one could be placed into the backpack we brought.
After spending the extra time looking around the nest and finding a blanket to wrapping the egg in and finally leaving the nest, sister Nanairo was already riddled with wounds.
Big brother Seijitsu who had already maintained the magic square for more than the scheduled time was out of strength.
When I got out of the dungeon and got into the car, the mother dragon caught up, and both front tires were punctured by lightning.
Although I was reluctant to play the role of running away while they exchanged tires, I was struck by a mysterious civilian who intruded.
Laughable.
Moreover, it was my fault because I used magical tools and knives outside the area that my brother applied for.
We were arrested and detained without being able to make any excuses by the local police who arrived.
I thought it was over.
At worst, I was prepared for prison and for my license to be revoked.
Really, what am I doing…
“R-e-t-u-r-n t-o t-h-i-s t-o-w-n.”
“That’s why we have to pay back the debt to the association! Gasaraio is also brooding about his mistakes!”
“Y-yeah.”
As expected, she saw through me.
Our equipment seems to have been returned to the association, so at any rate, we have to greet the president.
It’s my bad habit to think negatively right away.
Let’s start all over once again from here.
My dream is to become a treasure hunter who can be relied on like big brother and strong like big sister.
Eventually, the youngest brother of the “paradise brothers” will become well known and repay his debts to his brothers.
Us siblings walked side by side under the clear blue sky.
My brother didn’t even finish the explanation yet, and my sister was humming a song happily.
I don’t know what the president’s request is, but this time I will not fail.
The youngest of “Paradise Brothers”. Takes the name of Gasaraio Riot.
