Praise Me for This

ㅡClunk!

“Woooo…. Good job, Minyum!”

ㅡClick!

Minyum diligently moved the heavy oil canisters, the metal, and the box of special fabric. There’s a small storage space called the pantry, so for now I put them away neatly in there. The box looks like it might be needed again later, so I’m keeping it stored for now.

After we got home, I washed my hands, changed into pajamas, and then flopped on the bed and rolled around for a bit. The kids’ zone wasn’t especially fun, but since we went in, it’d be a waste not to enjoy it. I guess I’m a little tired from playing hard?

“Ophelia.... Can we take some pictures?”

“I will prepare everything.”

“Yes.”

Still, I promised Ophelia, so first we have to take the pictures. The stronger I get, the better I’ll be able to fight in dungeons and the like, and Doggo, Minyum, and Suri will all get stronger too.

Besides, according to Ophelia, I’m still about a hundred times weaker than I’ll be once I’m fully strong. That means I still have a hundredfold growth potential...