Three months ter…

  Three more months had passed since Chise gave birth.

  A few major things occurred within these few months that had passed.

  For ohe new house was pleted before winter, which officially began two weeks ago.

  It wasn’t easy, but with enough money and a lot of workers, they mao get it done.

  The sed news was that Draco was now officially one year old; his situation didn’t really ge mubsp;

  He was found around December of the st year, so his birthday was set on the day they found him sihey didn’t know his exact birth date.

  The family simply enjoyed some of the best food they could make in celebration.

  Sadly, Draco couldn’t partake in most of the best meals due to his age.

  The third event was that Rose and her daughter Cir decided to sell her house and move in with them.

  Everyone was fih it, so the transition didn’t take long.

  The final good news was that all the children were healthy and survived till their name day, which was today.

  “Ok, so who will be going first?” Rita eagerly asked. She was a bit excited to tell everyohe name she chose.

  “We will go from the first born to the st,” Chise replied.

  “So Mark, what name did you decide on for your first son?” Anita asked.

  “It was tough, but I decided to go with Michalis, meaning ected to god,” Mark named his first son who was a cat person.

  “Sweetie your ” Rita said.

  “For the first girl, I went with Eleni, meaning sun rays opposite of her bck hair and fur,” Chise named her first daughter who was a cat person like her.

  The rest of the naming was left to their parents.

  “Ok, I guess I am . I went with Nikoos for the sed boy, meaning champion of the people,” Maramed the sed-born boy who was a trope.

  ‘Ok, why are all my siblings' names so cool while mine is just meh. Did the Dragon gods have a grudge against me or something?’ Draco pondered while being firmly held in Rita’s arms.

  It was very hard to get away from her for some reason.

  “That’s a great name, but I won’t lose. Hehehe!” I decided the h little Draco here,” Rita chuckled while waving Draco’s tiny arms at the others.

  ‘Tsk, I tried ign this woman, but she made me listen to nearly 200 names and still decided by herself based on something trivial,’ Draco grumbled within.

  “The name of the sed-born daughter is……… Dimitra, meaning follower of Demeter. Her green hair just reminded me of pnts,” Rita said. She was a trope.

  Cp ! Cp !

  “Ahem' that’s a great her” Chise said while g. She was sure that everyone was thinking the same thing.

  “Ahem, not bad. I went with Vasileios for the st boy, meaning Royal or Kingly,” John he st boy.

  “What an odd ce, I went with Vasiliki for the st girl, meaning Royal girl,” Anita announced. After the naming, the main celebration began.

  They were the kotpies.

  Sniff! Sniff!

  “Why are y?” Mark asked Chise who suddenly started g.

  “I am just so happy that everyo so much thought into naming our children and helping us so much. They may be our parents, but they are still taking this much care of us even after what we did,” Chise replied.

  “I get what you mean, we are truly blessed,” Mark said while gazing at the joy and ughter the celebratiht.

  “Indeed we are,” Chise replied. That day, despite the cold winter breeze blowing outside, within the bck family home, the echoes of warm joy and ughter reverberated through the surrounding.

  Three years ter……….

  Three years had passed since Draco’s birth. Things had been going pretty well for the Bck family.

  Cir, Draichalis, Eleni, Nikoos, Dimitra, Vasileios, and Vasiliki had grown.

  Drad Cir were around 4 years old while the others were 3 years old.

  Today was just another day on the farm, just like they had pnned 3 years ago.

  Soon after winter ended, stru began for making a farm.

  Animals and seeds were bought, and farming officially began.

  The farm wasn’t initially made for ercial purposes; farming was hard work after all, just a little side project for their retirement.

  Weirdly, about 2 years ago, what began as a side project soon grew into a ercial business.

  They uimated their strength as former adventurers, perf feats that would take a normal farmer weeks in days.

  Before they k, they were geing a surplus which they o get rid of quickly.

  At first, they simply gave the excess to neighbors and vilgers, but Anita scolded the men, saying that they were being too generous.

  So they began to sell their produ the market, whiehow grew bigger than they anticipated.

  Now they had to expand the farm and hire people to do the jobs that they didn’t have time for.

  “Not like that Draco, so move mently like…” John tried to say. He was teag Draco how to milk a cow.

  “Like what?” Draco asked, knowing his grandfather John was about to make a dirty joke but stopped since he realized that Draco was only 4 years old.

  “Uhm, nothing, just do it like me,” John replied.

  “Ok,” Draco replied letting him off. He had been curious how a cows nipples felt like for a while but was a bit scared of toug the cow alone.

  He was aware that one annoyed kick from a cow, was enough to do some serious damage to him.

  He had a lot of free time and hadn’t officially begun any training to bee an adventurer.

  He had tried asking both Marcus and John but they bluntly refused, saying that he was too young.

  The only thing that he had done was record the broken knowledge he had about the Danmachi world in a secret notebook that was crazy expeo get.

  "Just keep practig, I will be ba a bit," John said as someone had e to inform him about something.

  "Sure," Draco replied while milking the cow, watg as milk squirted into the bucket.

  "Waaaah! Draii," a sudden cry startled Draco.

  Looking at the source, he could see Vasiliki covered in what looked to be poo.

  ‘How did that happen?’ Draco wondered.

  "Shhh, what happened?" Draco asked, trying not to let her get too close to him. The smell was a bit too intense for his enhanced senses.

  "I... it... it's... Sniff!... Vasi... Vasious," Vasiliki struggled to say while g.

  "It's okay, calm down and speak," Draco calmly said.

  "Sniff! Vasiois took butterfly hair and run, and then, and then, and then," Vasiliki still struggled to speak.

  "And then what?" Draco patiently asked.

  "And then I run after Vasiois and fell in Momo poo, Waaaaah!!" Vasiliki finally pleted her story.

  ‘Ok, so Vasileios stole her butterfly hairpin. She chased him and then fell in Momo’s poo. Momo is her favourite cht ?’ Draco surmised.

  ‘Oh my, she just called him three different names. I am surprised that I even uand what happened. Impressive me’ Draco thought.

  "Oh my poor little sister, don't cry. I will take you bae to have a bath. After that, I will catch that naughty Vasileios," Draco said, softly soling her.

  "Sniff! Really?" Vasiliki questioned.

  "Yeah, sure, but before that, let's go inside and you up first," Draco replied.

  As he walked, Vasiliki followed him and then grabbed his hand.

  ‘Oh no, there is poo on her hands,’ Draco screamed internally, but she smiled when she looked at him, so he let her be.

  Upon arriving home, Chise saw how dirty Vasiliki looked.

  "Oh my, what happeo your clothes?" Chise asked as soon as they got home.

  Draco then told her what happened, left Vasiliki with their mother, and washed his hands befoing out to look for Vasileios.