Considering Rudeus's image in their minds, Roa pondered for a moment and said to Norn and Aisha, "You know, someone as handsome as me can't be compared to anyone else. Um, in short, that's how it is. Got it?"
Aisha nodded and smiled, saying, "Aisha understands, big brother. Um, when will second brother come home?"
Norn also stared at Roa without blinking, and Roa thought for a moment, reaching out to pat their foreheads, saying, "Very soon. A family should be together. Once everything is settled, I'll bring him along, okay?"
Norn and Aisha nodded in unison, their clear eyes filled with curiosity and excitement.
It seemed that at this moment, without experiencing the transfer event, everyone cared deeply for each other.
Or perhaps it was precisely because of the transfer event that everyone's conflicts erupted.
Roa reached out to grab the wine on the table and took a small sip. The rich grape wine entered his mouth, slightly sweet but with a hint of bitterness, the rich alcohol wrapping around his tongue. Compared to the wine from "Demon Slayer," it was even better.
But this wine was likely Paul's lifeblood, extremely rare, as Paul drank it in small sips.
Aisha hugged Roa's arm, looking up at him with a pitiful expression, and said, "Brother Roa~ Aisha wants to drink too?"
Norn expressed disdain for Aisha's behavior, snorting coldly and glancing away, saying to Aisha, "Only disobedient children think about drinking this stuff."
Upon hearing this, Aisha immediately became displeased. She turned to look at Norn, who was sitting next to her, puffing up her cheeks in an angry manner.
Noticing the little actions of the two, Roa smiled and explained, "This kind of thing can only be drunk when you grow up to be as big as your brother."
"Hmph." Aisha and Norn exchanged glances and snorted coldly.
Roa shook his head helplessly; the way the two interacted was too poor.
When two little girls were together, they either became good friends or ended up like this.
After putting the two girls down, Roa stood up from his chair. Paul was already red-faced from drinking, and his expression became more unrestrained.
Paul heavily slammed his wine glass down on the table, the sound echoing throughout the living room. Zenith looked at Paul with a speechless expression and said somewhat angrily, "Paul, there are still small children here, and what you're doing is too rude. You can't drink like this next time."
Paul shivered and quickly apologized.
Seeing Paul in such a humble state, Roa couldn't help but want to laugh.
As time passed slowly, the originally lively group gradually became tired.
Aisha and Norn hadn't slept long, and after the initial novelty wore off, they yawned repeatedly. Norn even lay directly on the sofa, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Paul was already drunk and unaware of his surroundings. Zenith noticed the situation and walked up to Paul, pushing him a few times, discovering that he was completely out of it. She said somewhat angrily, "Damn Paul."
Zenith carried Norn back to her room and turned back to smile at Roa, saying, "Your room is still the same; nothing has been moved. Well, except for the occasional cleaning and airing out the blankets."
Before leaving, Zenith made a knowing expression towards Mitsuri Kanroji, which instantly made Mitsuri Kanroji blush, clearly indicating that their previous conversation was not entirely serious.
Roa nodded and then smiled at Lilia, saying, "Well then, Lilia, take Aisha to rest. We'll be leaving first."
Lilia stood by, yawning, and bowed slightly to Roa, saying, "Yes, Young Master."
Roa rubbed his temples, somewhat helplessly, and said, "We're family now, why be so formal? Just call me Roa."
Lilia, expressionless, replied, "You are the Young Master, and the family rules must not be disrupted."
Roa opened his mouth, looking at Lilia, but she was staring back at him with a serious expression.
Roa sighed, unable to argue with the stubborn maid, and nodded, saying, "Alright then, as long as you're happy."
Lilia led Aisha, who was frequently yawning, into the house.
After Lilia and Aisha left, only three people remained in the living room: Paul, who was snoring on the table, Roa standing nearby, and Mitsuri Kanroji sitting not far away.
Roa smiled at Mitsuri Kanroji and said, "Well, let's go, it's time for us to rest too."
Mitsuri Kanroji's cheeks flushed, and she nodded. Roa then led her upstairs with a smile.
Roa's room was naturally very spacious. It had previously accommodated Roa and Roxy, and now it could easily accommodate Mitsuri Kanroji as well.
Opening the door and entering, the familiar layout greeted them. A few magic books were piled on the table, and neatly arranged figurines were placed above the table.
The figurines were undoubtedly treasures, all of various Roxy designs.
When Mitsuri Kanroji saw the Roxy figurines, she was slightly taken aback and then curiously asked, "Who is this?"
Roa smiled and said, "She's another wife of mine, the one I mentioned."
Mitsuri Kanroji looked at the figurines on the bookshelf, thought for a moment, and asked, "Can I take a look?"
Roa nodded, loosened his clothes, revealing his fair neck and alluring collarbone.
Roa lay back on the bed. Although the weather wasn't particularly hot, it certainly wasn't cool either.
The bedding was placed aside, and he lay on his side, intimately touching the sheets, looking up at the ceiling.
There wasn't much to see on the ceiling, but Roa didn't know where else to look.
Mitsuri Kanroji's fingers caressed the clothes on the Roxy figurine, looking at the sculpture with envy, and moved closer to Roa, saying, "It's so nice, I want one too!"
Roa looked up, somewhat surprised, and asked, "You want this figurine?"
Mitsuri Kanroji remained silent, walked to Roa's side, and directly pounced on him, pressing him down, saying, "No, I want you to make one for me, no, I want your statue."
After saying that, she leaned down and kissed Roa.
The girl's lips were soft, and even after several kisses, Roa didn't find them tiresome. The sweetness in her mouth was like the cherry blossom cakes she loved to eat.
Without saying much, Roa responded to Mitsuri Kanroji with actions.
The softness of her teeth was always unforgettable, as was her delicate body. His fingers mischievously moved towards Mitsuri Kanroji's chest.
The scent emanating from Mitsuri Kanroji and her soft touch made the young man's heart race.
After a long while, their lips parted, and Mitsuri Kanroji's face was already flushed. She gently exhaled, her breath tickling Roa's ear, the warm breath making him feel even more heated. The heat in his abdomen and the protest from his lower body made Roa's heart stir.
Roa's hands grabbed Mitsuri Kanroji's wrists, pressing her backward.
Getting up, the roles had already been reversed.
Mitsuri Kanroji's gaze was hazy, her breathing becoming heavier. Finally, the two armies clashed. Initially, the battle was fierce, with both sides showing their skills, attacking and defending.
But by the middle, Mitsuri Kanroji's side showed signs of fatigue, and in the end, Roa commanded his lower body, defeating the enemy army, forcing them to flee in disarray.
Roa pursued relentlessly, his ammunition still plentiful. Under frequent attacks, Mitsuri Kanroji had no choice but to beg for mercy.
Roa was unrelenting, determined to completely conquer her. After several rounds, Mitsuri Kanroji was completely exhausted on the bed.
Roa, with a triumphant smile, sat up from the side.
The clothes were removed and casually placed by the bed.
Fortunately, the bed was sturdy enough to withstand the mutual attacks of the two armies.
After a fierce battle, the night had passed, and the first rays of morning sunlight shone down, bringing new life to the land.
Mitsuri Kanroji had already fallen into a deep sleep. Roa looked at her flushed face, thought for a moment, and the earth elements in the air began to gather, forming a humanoid outline in his palm.
Then, with a bit of processing, water elements moistened the soil, making it easier to work with. Black magic threads wrapped around his right hand, forming a small knife. Roa began to carve with the knife, using fire elements to slightly dry and maintain the facial expression, then focusing on the details.
Body shape, clothes, attire.
The two knew each other well, and Roa's depiction of Mitsuri Kanroji was naturally very accurate.
The mountains on her chest, Roa had years of climbing experience, showing extreme attention to detail in these aspects.
As for the clothes, a maid outfit would do.
Even for Roa, sculpting required careful and continuous polishing to finally create a likeness of Mitsuri Kanroji.
With previous experience in making Roxy figurines, Roa's technique was quite skilled.
Even so, it still took a lot of effort. By the time Zenith knocked on the door, Roa hadn't finished yet.
Zenith stood outside the door, peeking into the room.
What she saw was Roa wearing a coarse cloth shirt.
The kimono had already been taken off, replaced by this well-fitting short shirt.
Coarse cloth shirts were common, as the house had plenty of coarse linen.
Roa's golden hair shone brilliantly under the morning sunlight.
Roa turned around, his strikingly handsome face showing a faint smile.
Zenith fell into deep thought, unable to comprehend how Roa had grown, showing such a significant change.
Was it charm at its peak?
Zenith coughed lightly and said to Roa, "Roa, come down for breakfast."
Roa nodded and said to Zenith, "Mother, you go ahead and eat. I'll come down later. Mitsuri is still asleep and probably won't wake up until noon."
"Hmm." Zenith showed a curious expression, looking at Mitsuri Kanroji, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and smiled. Roa stepped forward, blocking Zenith's view, and said somewhat helplessly, "Mother, peeking at others is not a good habit."
Zenith smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits, and said to Roa, "Well, I'm just curious, how long will it take for me to hold a grandchild?"
Roa refused to engage in this topic, somewhat helplessly pushing Zenith, saying, "Let's go, let's go eat."
Zenith wanted to say something more, but Roa didn't give her the chance, quickly changing the subject and asking curiously, "What's for breakfast today?"
When it came to breakfast, Zenith showed extreme pride, saying to Roa, "Potato stew with meat."
Some of the meat at home was bought from the town, and some was hunted directly from the mountains.
Zenith's cooking skills were quite good, but limited by the ingredients. This world didn't have the mature spices of the previous world, so only simple things like salt could be used.
Without soy sauce or the trio of ingredients to remove the fishy smell, even the most skilled chef couldn't make anything particularly delicious.
However, that's a separate matter. The food in the Mushoku Tensei world had its own unique aspects.
For example, some magical beasts had extremely delicious meat, and even just grilling it could be considered an outstanding delicacy.
Roa didn't say much, following Zenith to the living room. Paul, who had been sleeping on the chair yesterday, had already gotten up.
Paul sat by the chair, and when he saw Roa, he smiled and said, "Yo, good morning, silly boy."
Roa pouted and directly retorted, "Good morning, stupid father."
Upon hearing this, Paul's mouth twitched, and he sighed, leaning back on the chair, saying, "Even Roa treats me like this, sigh."
Aisha, with her small stature, appeared, holding a bowl and running towards Roa's position. She quickly placed the bowl and chopsticks on the table and then ran back to get the remaining utensils.
Aisha's small maid outfit swayed slightly with her movements.
Roa called out to Aisha, "Walk slowly, don't fall."
Aisha replied while running, "Okay!"
But her pace didn't slow, still running at the previous speed.
Roa and Paul exchanged glances, and Paul smiled at Roa, saying, "It's been a long time since the house was this lively."
Roa nodded, expressing his agreement.
After breakfast, as expected, Mitsuri Kanroji still hadn't woken up. Paul, however, had some rare free time. He raised an eyebrow and smiled at Roa, saying, "Let your father see how much you've grown."
Roa, who was sitting on the chair, about to sculpt another statue with clay, was slightly taken aback. He looked up at Paul and asked, "What do you mean?"
Paul stood up, threw a wooden sword to Roa, and grinned, saying, "Needless to say, I've been practicing recently, and I'm still at my peak."
Roa raised an eyebrow, caught the wooden sword Paul threw, and said somewhat helplessly, "Don't blame me if you lose face."
Paul's strength was indeed good, but only good.
Even though Paul was close to the level of a Sword Saint, he was still no match for Roa.
The Water God Style swordsmanship couldn't withstand the strikes from the King-level Sword God Style.
Of course, Roa wouldn't really go all out.
After a symbolic reminder, Roa took the wooden sword and walked outside.
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On the grass outside, Paul stood on the lawn, his well-built body from regular training showing as he flexed his biceps, showing a row of white teeth, and smiled at Roa, saying, "Come on."
Paul took a step forward with his right foot, stepping on the ground, his previously lazy demeanor completely gone, and he looked at Roa with a serious expression, saying, "Then, let's begin."
Paul didn't use his most proficient Sword God Style, nor did he hold the sword with both hands. He lowered his center of gravity, placing the wooden sword in the most suitable position for a counterattack.
Roa raised an eyebrow, understanding Paul's thoughts. Paul probably knew that if they just clashed with Sword God Style, he might be instantly, so he chose to use Water God Style to block, trying to see if he could withstand Roa's attacks.
The gap between Sword Kings was also very large, but it was clear that although Roa had just stepped into the Sword King level, his foundation was extremely solid. Even if Paul wanted to rely on Water God Style to block Roa's strikes, he might not succeed.
Roa held the wooden sword, his aura condensed but not dispersed. The moment Roa gripped the hilt, Paul could feel that Roa was like a divine weapon ready to be unsheathed.
Paul didn't say much, his expression still serious, his handsome face extremely focused.
Roa didn't say much either, swinging the sword at Paul.
Paul's expression was slightly surprised, not because Roa's strike was particularly incredible or fast, but because it was very ordinary.
So ordinary that even a beginner in Water God Style could easily block it and counterattack.
Was Roa strong?
This was beyond doubt.
Paul had witnessed Roa's growth from a child who couldn't even hold a sword properly to a powerful swordsman who could easily defeat him, all in just a few years.
Were a few years a lot? Perhaps for a genius, this short period was enough for someone to grow at an inhuman speed.
But for a child, this time was somewhat unbelievable.
Therefore, when Paul heard Roa say that he had become a Sword King-level swordsman, Paul wasn't shocked, only surprised. Perhaps in others' eyes, a Sword King was an insurmountable peak in this world, a goal that ordinary people could never reach in their lifetime.