"At first, the place I lived in couldn't really be called a home."
"It was only after Thor, Kanna, and the others arrived that it became a home."
Kobayashi's gaze was somewhat unfocused as memories gradually surfaced. Before she had met Thor, Kanna, and the others, that place had merely been a messy residence to her. It was only after Thor, Kanna, and Ilulu moved in that it gradually became a place worthy of being called home.
Whenever she finished a hard day's work and opened the apartment door, she would hear Thor warmly say, "Welcome home," instead of being greeted by dim emptiness.
Not only that, her home had become more like a home under Thor, Kanna, Ilulu, and the others' decorations: the carefully arranged dining table and living room, the daily menus and notes hung on the walls, and all kinds of ornaments, such as the carvings gifted by their neighbors.
So, she was truly lucky. An ordinary person like her had met Thor and the others, and her once unchanging life had become colorful.
Oldest Godslayer: "Companions, lovers, family."
Marquis Vauban murmured, as though recalling something. But in the next instant, his gaze turned indifferent again. Those things had long ceased to be worth remembering.
Born in the early eighteenth century as an orphan without parents, he had once been so poor that even buying a loaf of bread each day was difficult. He often wandered from place to place to survive, and had once imagined that his family might one day come looking for him. But reality told him it was all wishful thinking.
That was why he chose Vauban as his surname. It was the name of the fierce dog raised by a marquis in a territory he had attacked.
People said that after becoming