Isekai Kaeri no Ossan wa, Fusei Sukiru de Fathercon Musume-tachi o Tororori ni

As he roared with his eyebrows suppressed, Erin peered in with a worried face.

"... are you okay?

"... were we really a couple?

"... you doubt me?

"That's not what I'm saying..."

I don't think this woman is the companion she's been with for years. Yet the contradiction in my favor is disgusting.

The feeling that emotions that are not mine are brought on from the outside doesn't creep me out.

My head hurts like a crack.

"... gu..."

"... keiske?

I sat up and held my head so I could collapse.

"... keiske, looks spicy... If there's anything I can do, say it."

"... then give me some water and rice..."

"... Are you hungry?

"Oh.... I feel like I'll be back on track if I eat"

"... but there is no food here.... Can I get you something?

"Please."

"... what kind of food do you want?

What I want to eat.

Something my stomach is likely to accept, even though I am sick......

"... sushi and... curry and... beef steak..."

"... I'm not sure about the food culture over here, but it kind of sounds like a heavy menu.... are you going into your stomach?

"... the stomach of the brave is sturdy, no problem. Porridge for me."

"... well, yes"

"And get me some rubber"

"... rubber?

When you're full, there's only one thing to do.

Erin resisted earlier because she probably doesn't want to get pregnant because she wants to prioritize her work yet, and as long as she has contraception, there's nothing wrong with it.

"Even the convenience store in that area should be selling it... if you don't know, you can ask the clerk." Con 'om, please, speak up. "

"... ok. I'll get a bunch of them."

Nodding small, Erin headed to the front door.

Eventually the chatter and unlocking began to sound, and the girl named my wife rushed off to shop.

It sounded kind of like I was struggling to unlock and close the lock, but isn't Erin used to this house yet?

With a questionable head, I moved to the next room. Erin gave birth to my daughter, to a room with Philia.

I want some information now. You might know something if you ask him.

"... but you don't look like your parents at all, this guy"

Spread silver blonde hair on the floor and look down at Philia sleeping on her back. The deep beauty of the sculpture is a white woman of pure blood from wherever she may be seen. I can at least believe my blood is in it if my eyes look black, but what do you think...?

"Hey."

Sleep open Philia's lid and check the color of her eyes.

It was blue.

"Damn it! Erin's one cheated on me! Whatever you think, you're not my daughter!

He must have been planted with seeds by some white man.

You're kidding me, I don't have a hobby for raising a kid who's been entrusted with eggs by me...!

Because of the despair betrayed by my trusted wife, I crawl on all fours and cry.

Naturally, no other Philia wakes up when she is forced to open her eyes in her sleep and caught in the situation where an adult man next door swallows and cries. He wakes up and stares at me in confusion.

"... Hmm... is this...?

"Ohhhhhhhhh! Erinnnnnnnnnnn! I believed you! You fucking imitate me! Awwwwwwwwwwwww!

"... Lord Brave?

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww!

"... what is this?"

"You're not my daughter!

"Yes, I am not the daughter of Lord Brave..."

Phyllia is strangely necked. From a mouthful like you knew I wasn't your real father, was Erin telling you everything? You were consorting with your mother to mock your dumb father, who suffered egg support damage?

"... what color is your blood... don't you care about me!? Hey!? Who the fuck thinks I raised you!?

"I was raised by the monastic priests."

"Right! You don't remember my father raising me when I wasn't home all the time! That's a fucking joke. Ah!

"You seem pretty confused.... Oh, is it Erin's brainwashing"

Filia sighed small and suddenly eagled my face with both hands.

And I say, looking me in the eye.

"Uncurse."

The moment I heard the word, I developed a feeling of fog clearing up in my head.

The self who thought of Erin as his wife, the self who thought of Philia as his daughter, the grief caught up in the unforeseen affair - and all the subsequent memories and emotions disappear without a trace.

"... that... filia...?...... eh. You talk normally?

"It's a dialogue over here. Did you get it right back?

"Oh, oh."

Then fine, Philia let go of her hand. He looks like he's got a frightened face somewhere.

"... Sorry, I showed you the ugly part. It's Erin's skill to think of him as his wife."

"... is it Master Left"

He seemed to have gotten into the operation properly, and Phyllia warped one cheek.

"I feel good. You should get some moxibustion set up."

"Aren't you going to give me a hand? You crushed the magpie butterfly on the verge of me getting hit...?

"... that suddenly came back to consciousness, so I was just surprised and got my hands on it"

No heart, or Philia looks a little lit.

"Suddenly? I've been wondering if you've been back to sanity for a long time."

"No way. Blur and self were healing, but it couldn't be clearer."

"... Seriously... I was so intelligent that I woke up to the joy of letting a younger man wear diapers worthwhile and I just kept pretending to be deliberately toddler regressed..."

"... what do you think I am?

I can turn my gaze to say I wish I was dead.

It could be the moment when negotiations failed.

"I'd like you not to be with the exasperated daughters you're making me serve.... I'm your checkmate, Lord Brave. You lost to Erin."

"Can't you help me?

"Why should I cooperate with a man who tried to kill himself? Wouldn't that be a nice place to think?"

Apparently, he has something in his roots about me burning him.

I can't do this. When Erin returns, there is also a risk that she will be attacked by both of us.

... whether you can escape successfully while being pursued by Philia, even as Erin escapes from here on her own before she arrives.

Even if they get out there, if they run into Angelica and the others who would be looking for me, they could be held hostage.

Philia knows my house in the first place, and this is like having one more amazing assassin who can ambush my home at any time.

Hey, is this a stuffing?

"... shit"

I was half-throwed and fell asleep in the big letters.

"Don't you have something, something..."

"By the way, Lord Brave... why are you naked?

"Huh?"

I notice when they say it.

Speaking of which, I tried to start with Erin while she was being brainwashed, and I got a bunch of pants.

"I have trouble with the place of my eyes. Why don't you put something on?"

"What are you, shy and disappointed?"

"... don't you think it's boring"

"It's Erin's fault."

"... Erin got clothes?

Hit it back and forth.

It's hard to get dressed anymore. Shall I die naked? When it was burning, Philia had asked questions with a trembling voice.

"... what if... Erin didn't do a strange imitation, did she?

"Huh?"

Half-rotate your body and turn back towards Filia.

"... what do you think, Lord Brave? What happened while I was asleep?"

"... if you say you were, you might have been"

Philia puts her hands on her mouth and looks serious.

"No way, Lord Brave... eh, Erin didn't rape you, did she?

……

With a combination of a little woman wizard and a musculoskeletal man brave, I wondered what it was like as a person to worry about the latter's sexual harm.

but given the intensity and critical temperament of philia's assumptions, silence is probably the right answer here.

When I lowered my eyes softly, I made a conscious, sinking look.

"... I thought Erin was the scary one"

"... Really?"

Philia bites her lips and stares at the floor with her bloody running eyes.

"Okay."

"What is it?

"... I will kill Erin"

When Phyllia stood up without sound, she held her fist tight.

"I'll kill that woman. Let me erase that sexual rape without a trace."