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

I wonder what happened to this kid.

I have a very bad feeling about it.

Because.

Ayako's clothes, visible from the collar of her coat, are torn.

From Ayako, the clavicle of the person hitting the right side is exposed.

Yet on the left, he hides in a properly thick sweater.

My clothes are in the middle of nowhere, torn apart.

I feel my chest twitch.

Disturbed clothes, crying girls, jumping in suicide.

What do you associate from that?

"No way......"

In the meantime, we have to get away from here.

This is a good spectacle.

I put my mouth in Ayako's ear and asked her if she could walk.

……

He shakes his head to the side silently.

Inevitably, I decided to hold him up and move him around.

"That's light."

"... ah..."

Try to spark the crowd and turn back to the ticket slot.

Go to the desk and explain the situation to the clerk.

It was a young station attendant who responded.

This one is so low that I'm sorry.

"No, it helped. 'Cause when the body comes out, I'm gonna be busy all day."

Stationers who came out the door by the window offered to guide them to the Railway Police Corps stuffing.

... will something like a situation hearing begin?

I didn't do anything wrong, I might rather be thanked.

but time will be taken away. I have a variety show now.

Should I tell the staff that I'm going to be late?

"This way."

While I was lost, the station staff started walking. It's a hell of a quick leg.

I don't have time to be taking out my smartphone.

I rush after my back, wrapped in a blue uniform.

Turn the labyrinthine aisle again and again, and we'll go back.

Eventually I saw a red lamp and a poster that said 'Moron is a crime'.

Beyond the glass door, several police officers are standing by.

Inside the station, it looks like a forced altercation.

I said to Ayako, "Can you explain yourself?," he said.

……

I get a small nod. It would be time to drop him off.

Me, Ayako, and three of the station crew stepped into the police station at the same time.

The policemen turned their gaze here and spoke sharply, "Are you a moron?"

When it's a combination of an old man and a debilitated girl, they suspect this first.

"No, this one rescued her when she fell off the platform."

Station staff will explain in various ways.

As soon as he got there, the policeman softened his expression, sitting back, and pulled out the pipe chair. The tone is mild, but my eyes aren't laughing. Although it may be a kind of occupational disease because it is a business to doubt people.

When I sat Ayako down first, I lowered my back to the chair next to her.

I'm sure you'll be in a question-attack.

It is likely to prolong.

I just want to get in touch with the show staff, but unfortunately it's not that air.

"Was it an accident"

Said the old cop. But not alarmed by the light, his eyes said, "You tried to kill yourself, didn't you?" He tells me otherwise.

"It's an accident. Isn't it? Ayako."

As far as possible, I thought I'd take it in the direction of cleaning it up peacefully.

When I park the train for attempted suicide, I hear they take the money. If it's an accident, don't you just have to treat it like a victim?

"... don't tell the school"

Ayako whispered in such a low voice that it was difficult to hear.

The cop said, "I can't hear you. Will you say it again," he urges.

"... please don't tell me at home, at school"

When the cops looked at each other, they began to discuss it in a whisper with a touch.

After a while, he spoke to me.

"I was just calling you by name, do you two know each other?

I've included the subject of the question.

I guess I decided that would be quicker.

"Yeah, she's an old bookstore girl who goes by."

"Then you know who you are. Can you tell me the name of that store?

I was about to say that the Otaki old bookstore... That was then.

"No...!

Suddenly Ayako stood up and blocked my mouth.

"Never let your mother know."

I don't want to bother you, so Ayako begs in an impatient voice.

The color of the cops' eyes changed.

I can see my gaze moving up and down and observing Ayako crawling through her body.

It's just a clerical, emotionless eye. I'm sure you'll see this with the same eye, even with a man's body and a blade of blood attached to it.

"... there's a disturbance in your clothes"

Shall I call the lady cop, the old cop shrugged.

Ayako was then surrounded by several female policemen, talking about something in her lurking voice.

Speaking of me, even though you've been told you can go home now, this is how you wait outside the jar.

You won't be able to let anything go.

I told the TV station I was involved in a personal accident.

I'm not lying, so now I want you to give me a break.

I hope it doesn't sound like a future workload.

If you look at the smartphone, it's already close to 10: 30 a.m.

I just went to the studio now, and I can't make it to the recording anyway.

As I walked around in circles on the spot, that young station man came out.

Ayako won't give me her contact details as hard as she can, so she has to tell me something.

"For any reason, when you park the train, you get paid. Later, in the form of sending invoices"

The station staff explains that there was no damage to the vehicle and that the amount would be less than 100,000 yen due to the short time it was stopped.

"If you know the child's contact information, can you tell me?"

I can't give this back to your house.

"What is Ayako saying?

"Never tell your mother, that's a strain of. Well, I know you don't want your family to know."

Payment of less than 100,000 yen.

Ayako said you can't go home if you don't tell her your contact details.

My gala is going up well.

Ah.

Dada just called me a brave man in another world.

I really like people, too.

"Fine. I'll give you the address and phone number of the kid's house."

Helpful, I gave my contact details to the station staff who brightened my voice.

It is a painful expense.

When I go back inside the jar, I speak to Ayako.

"You can go home now. Let's go."

I'm going to give the cops a lift to my home because I know this kid's parents.

"What means to prove it?

Isn't it enough that Ayako is shaking her head vertically with the boom?

"... Mr. Neutral, really, I'm close to your mother"

Well, I don't even have contact information, and hey, one of the cops said.

Fatigue is starting to appear in my voice.

They also felt that they wanted to open up from their troublesome daughters.

"Can I take care of that?"

And, of course, slap him in the chest.

What are you doing? Me.

I guess this is why they made me live capture dragons for Operation Oak Extinction, which reminds me of my adolescence when they were used like that.

"... Mr. Neutral"

"What?"

……

Thank you, I felt like I heard that.

"You don't have to worry. Because I'm a brave man."

"Brave...?

"Whoa, we're talking over here."

I suggest Ayako, who approached me with a noose foothold, try to rest somewhere.

Bringing minors around on their own is a case these days?

Even so, the cops just dropped me off right now.

I want to think it's safe.

I dare to walk with my little crotch and move on with my feet at a speed that even girls can follow.

On my way here, I found a famous coffee chain.

I can't remember the name for a bit, but when I say the logo with the white mermaid on the green circle, it should largely pass on.

You wouldn't be mad if you sat there for a long time, and it would be just the right place to calm you down.

Does that make my drink extravagant? I guess it will.

"... Um"

"What?

"... I didn't do what the officers thought I did."

"And?

I can tighten my chest that maybe I don't want to accept the hard reality.

"I've got more."

... Is Ayako already crazy?

We arrived in front of the coffee shop, remembering a little anxiety.

Let Ayako sit in her seat first. It's the back seat, taking care not to see it from outside the store properly.

It is the basic method when a woman is brought.

Don't remind me of when I had dinner with Elsa somehow, and I line up at the counter in a strange mood.

My turn came soon because there were few guests at this time.

"What can I get you?

Two drinks, please, and two fingers.

The clerk comes up with a grande for Tor, but I don't understand what that means.

Language comprehension skills do not respond to mother tongue.

And even if I react to anything other than my mother tongue, it feels weird.

... Is Tor or Grande okay with my mother tongue?

If the Japanese spoken with katakana pronunciation, it might count as Japanese.

It really is a carefree skill.

"Whatever, there's one thing I think I like about girls. I'll take care of the other one."

It is a round throw at the clerk.

I thought it was better not to adventure weirdly.

If you choose with my taste, you're going to fail.

After a while, two cups came out.

I can give Caramel Macchiato a cafe mocha and a spell-minded name in a quick mouth.

Maybe the caramel is better for Ayako because of the atmosphere.

It's time for me to walk to my seat so I don't get zero.

Make sure to pinch the wooden round table in the seat where the two sofas are located.

Naturally, it takes the form of speaking face-to-face.

"You're welcome."

Ayako's expression remains sinking.

"You just said there's more, what do you mean"

Have a drink, and I recommend Caramel.

but I don't try to get my hands on it. You didn't like that?

I hope I just don't have an appetite.

"... with a baseball player? With someone famous for chess? That's an increase, isn't it, lately? That's it."

That's it, I think with the straw in my mouth.

"Then what is it? Is Ayako with you now?"

"Yes."

"When did you get more?

Late last night.

Ayako says:

Around eleven o'clock last night, I headed to the convenience store when I noticed Sharpen was out of core.

As he walked home looking at his smartphone, he suddenly felt pain in his back.

To the point of losing my mind, to too much intense pain.

The next time I woke up, Ayako's clothes were half torn. On the right, he said, he was completely naked.

The first thought was the possibility that he might have been raped.

I looked into my body as I panicked and fortunately there are no such signs.

Not a drop of blood has come out.

I looked up where I was relieved...... like a mirror match, the other self was sitting up.

"I've got eyes."

The other Ayako had her left side naked.

It was like slicing one garment into two pieces.

Immediately, the case of proliferation came to mind.

Here's the problem, so which one of you has more? That is.

Ayako looks at her hands. I don't have anything.

But the other self in front of me, he has a smartphone in his right hand. I used to manipulate smartphones to the point where someone was about to slash me.

"... so I'm a phony. I'm the one who got more later."

The two Ayako arrived at home trying to hide the exposed areas of each other's skin.

My family is asleep at last and I have not noticed that my daughter has doubled.

Discussions began between the same person.

The argument was dominated by Ayako, who had a smartphone. The certainty that I was the real thing was making her strong.

It's not genius or anything. Where we've grown, I don't think it's acceptable to the public.

I'm sorry to my parents because the alimony doubles. There's no way I can reveal it.

What kind of life awaits, assuming it's revealed?

You're splitting every fortune between the two of us now? Isn't the quality of life just suddenly halved?

More importantly,

"Because even the man I like is with me. Are you going to work with each other in person? They called me."

Ayako the phony, what is the way not to bother the real thing.

The conclusion we both came to is death.

Rapid, suicidal.

"... I think I was upset, too, over there. It was a crying argument."

"Over here" Ayako, who popped up in her coat, seemed to wander around the station all night.

If I don't die soon, I'll strain myself.

But I can't stop.

I want to live.

But I have to die.

That's how it gets in the morning while I'm lost - leading up to that jump in suicide attempt.

Oh, no, that was a story.