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

When I arrived at the detention facility, a urine test was performed immediately.

Given the instability of speech and behaviour, it could be taken for granted.

but no drug reactions were detected from my body.

The cops had been tilting their necks for a while, but eventually they came to the conclusion that "this man is playing a state of cardiac loss to have his sins lightened," and his attitude hardened at once.

Specifically, he was thrown into a solitary cell with cluttered hands.

I mean, right now, I'm alone.

Of course, in a room without a girl.

I had heard from Kundo that he tended to be put in solitary confinement because putting celebrities in a cluttered room would make other inmates uncomfortable, but I had no idea he would be.

"Ange... suck it, Ange..."

Having fallen into a state of confusion due to a beautiful girl's deficiency, I even slammed my forehead against the wall and crushed my time.

The original purpose of rescuing Sugitani was completely forgotten.

"I want to bury my face in Ange's D-cup... I want to include Rio's C-cup in my mouth... I want to rub Ayako's E-cup... I want to drown in Philia's G-cup... I want to go back to my routine of observing the slightest difference between Erin's A-cup and Chloe's B-cup... that? If there's one more F-cup kid, we can comp with ABCDEFG, right? It's disgusting that it's just missing an F, and do you want to pick up an F Cup fazacon daughter with one of them...?

That's how the sun was setting while I was whining about the cup sizes of the women I lived with, and it was night when I realized it.

Regardless, the withdrawal symptoms couldn't have subsided because it got dark, and I kept waxing my hands in a space of nothing and rubbing milk that wasn't supposed to exist.

It's strange because while swallowed up by so much madness, the body clock works properly.

Outside the window it is so bright, around 9: 00 am due to hunger.

Apparently, I've been having a repeated air milk rub all night.

"Hey neutral, how long have you been pretending to be mentally ill? Stand up because a visitor is here."

"Ange... you know him? F-cup fazacon. Bring me, Ange..."

"Your daughter with that name is just here. Don't make me wait too long."

"Ange!?

When he jumped, he saw the entrance to the room open. The interior becomes brighter as soon as possible.

I walk cursorily out to the light.

"Ange......"

When I went outside trying to crawl, the cuffs and hips were removed on the spot.

Both hands seem to be free during the interview.

Although what I need now is not freedom, but a girl under eighteen.

"Over there. Follow me."

The policeman tells me to walk, turn the hallway about three times, and lead me to a small room.

This is the visiting room.

Right there, there's Angelica......!

"Father..."

"Ange!"

I rushed over to Angelica at first sight.

But we have a clear compartment made of acrylic that won't touch us.

I scream my sweet name as I stick my palm on the compartment.

"Ange! Ange......!

"Father, haven't you kind of done it? Are you telling me you've been tortured?

It was a medieval idea.

Over the acrylic plate, I see Angelica about to cry.

Note that this board has countless holes just in the height of the face, so each other's voices can be heard properly.

I see it in drama jails a lot, the one with the hole in the circle. I asked the cop in the sitting, and he said the name of the hole was "Voice Hole".

Yes, there's a watchman standing next to me right now.

But just so you know, Angelica and I are immersed in the world.

"I missed you... I missed you, Ange..."

"Me too......"

Angelica whispers in tears.

"Because I believe in your father's innocence. I'll testify that even socializing presupposes proper marriage, and that it was all with consent..."

Because of the suction of Angelica's sweet fragrance over the hole, Mimizu's ability to think is restored.

My purpose. Why I'm here. What I need to do.

Remind me of everything and ask questions where I have calmed down.

"Hey, how are my arrests reported? What, the show I was on was off the air or something?

"That's... your father's case isn't on TV or in the papers at all. Looks like he's resting because he's ill."

Is press regulation laid down?

Perhaps the group that supports Sugitani is turning its hands on this.

Then my social damage will be zero.

"Father, when can you get out?

"I don't know. I still have a lot to do."

"... I want you back soon. I, I can't stand sleeping in a bed without your father. I miss you."

"Me too..."

A policeman in the presence was seen flashing.

A suspect arrested on charges of prostitution with a minor shows police officers to flirt with a minor visitor.

Let's just call it a place where you have enough fucking nerve.

"There's a hole in this plate."

"Well, you can't hear each other without a hole,"

"If you have holes... don't you think you can do a lot of things?

"What do you mean?

Angelica was closing her eyes by pressing her lips against the vent hole.

Huh?

Inside the police station.

In the presence of an officer standing next to him who piqued his temples.

You mean a sixteen-year-old girl who came to see me and kissed me over the partition?

I don't know how much you're oblivious to Japanese law and common sense, Mr. Angelica... this guy's saliva!

"... oooh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu are so passionate..."

I was weak.

He was a man who couldn't beat temptation.

He just didn't see me for one day, and he was starting to get withdrawal symptoms.

When I realized I was sucking Angelica's tongue tip so I could suck it off.

Anyway, it's a small hole, so it only went through the tip, but still the kiss is a kiss.

A cop in a sitting room says, "You're the current criminal. It!?" I hear you screaming, "but I can't help what I've done.

Slowly releasing her lips from the acrylic plate, she meets Angelica with a melted face.

The board was cloudy with our breath.

"Father..."

From Angelica's lips, the silver thread stretches.

Whoever saw it was a criminal picture. It was targeted, or crime itself.

But anyway, after this, Mr. Sugitani, the cops are going to put you to sleep for rescue.

I'll have the public safety guys rub it off anyway. I have hands that let Erin use brainwashing magic.

I'm not afraid of anything.

"Thank you, Ange. Pretty much better."

"Father, Father, you still have the plug, right?

"To?"

Angelica was pushing her breasts into the vent hole.

I see.

Touch the breast meat sticking out of the hole, is that it?

Ideal for a daughter to plug into her father. Filial piety is superb here.

Unfortunately I can't get my fingers through the hole so I will receive them at the tip of my tongue......

"Neutral, the current perpetrator of prostitution is under arrest."

and.

Where I plugged my tongue into the vent hole, the cop with the eye running blood grabbed my shoulder.

But he's not my enemy who restored his full strength.

"Sorry, you need to sleep for a while."

"What...!?

"This is a dream. This can't happen in real life, can it?

Sleep magic put a cop to sleep, I slap an acrylic plate with my fist.

We pull Angelica inside, and we're finally starting a rescue operation.

"Is this such a rambling way to go?

"It's okay because I use cover-ups. No, well, maybe if I went out in the hallway, it would show up on the security cameras. We're going to a short-term showdown. It'll be noisy soon."