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

I still hope so, I say.

"Worst case scenario, there's another me, too."

Imagine slashing each other with your mirror image, and you won't be relieved.

But it's possible.

What if, without my knowledge, the other me was cultured from a chopped neck?

Coming from a parallel world, there's no chance of another me.

"I'm a scumbag. It's not weird what you did. I'm here now, and I just happen to have gotten back on my feet thanks to Ange, a burning cunt who would have fallen prey to self-immolation."

……

"If there's another me that I haven't met Ange, I might as well do it as smash people to grow. I can't imagine the motive."

Angelica hugs me harder and harder about what I thought.

"... your father will soon masochistize himself"

"It's not self-inflicted, it's sober self-analysis"

"I don't think the killer is another father or anything. Definitely another summoning brave man. No matter what kind of father you had, you wouldn't kill people without meaning."

That's what your father is, says Angelica.

"Aren't you buying too much about me?

"It's not a buy."

"... how dare you trust me so much"

Touch Angelica's head with half the joy and half the illumination.

"Because I've known your father for years."

"Yeah?... Oh, you heard the rumors too"

"I was reading a book, too." The Adventures of Brave Kaiske, Tan ""

"Oh, no, you were out there."

Around ten years after being summoned by another world?

The royal family published the book at national expense in an effort to promote the legitimacy of the brave men they found themselves in.

Although it was a substitute for the fact that there were more places where I wrote about the greatness of the royal family than the description about me.

"Were you also flowing to the Temple of the Holy Witch, that book"

"It was my favorite reading."

"That illustration, I remember being painted by a beautiful man when I did it..."

"You laugh, don't you? Your father is not beautiful at all."

Careful there, and pinch your cheeks.

Much - and unexpectedly stretched.

Though lean, the soft spot is decently soft.

The young girl's flesh is full of mystery.

"But I prefer a real father to an illustration. It's sweet."

Angelica lay her hands on mine.

He also looks sloppy somewhere.

Me holding my sixteen daughters on my lap and stroking my cheeks across the street.

It's an inescapable diagram.

Wouldn't this taste bad if someone saw it?

Besides, I thought you were putting a third party up at home right now.

And a rumor is a shadow.

"Sorry you had to get dressed"

Ayako came to the living room in a wet footsteps.

I said, "Whoa!," he throws Angelica into bed in a gorgeous motion.

That's brave, it's nothing.

Wow, that's suspicious, but there's nothing wrong with that.

Angelica has her butt on the bedding and her lips pointy.

"Oh, come and shower, too."

"Your father's a jerk."

The sweet air just now, where did it go?

Hmm, sniffled, and Angelica dashed into the bathroom.

After that, Ayako and I will be left in the bath.

Just the two of us.

Ayako was in a towel, wiping her head with a eagle.

The smell of shampoo and rinse comes in.

There is a drop of water on the floor with the bump, but I don't feel like I'm smelling it from every drop of it.

"... did you fight with Angelica?

"No."

"... Really?"

As it turns out, the conversation broke.

Anyway, Ayako and I had an occasional face-to-face relationship at the bookstore.

My age is away, and unlike Angelica, I don't have a common topic: different worlds.

What am I supposed to talk about?

I won't have time between them, so I'll just tell them what I need to know for now.

"Dryer, it's there, you know? Here, next to the pot. Use it."

"Ah... yes"

I'll borrow it, Ayako said, turning back, she leaned in and started fishing at her feet.

Looking for an outlet, apparently.

I'm poking my ass up, so the line of underwear is floating.

It's eye poison, so I turned my gaze to the TV.

"Do you have a trash can around there? The outlet's beside it."

"... there was"

Goto, and the sound of inserting the plug.

After about a few seconds of delay, the sound of goooooooo and wind began to sound.

You're all right now, and I turn my attention to Ayako again.

Is it also suspicious that you've been turning a blind eye? I thought so.

It's about the time I want to pretend I don't care.

Ayako takes her hair in one room and puts a hairdryer on it with a polite hand.

A merciful finger.

It's about the life of a woman, and I'm sure she cares about taking care of it.

In fact, Ayako's hair boasts a brilliant cubicle.

Moist, damp hair is just the wet feather of a crow.

I wonder what this emotion is.

When a girl is twirling her hair around, do you think she'll chase you with her eyes? You mean you learn to make a heartbeat senseless?

Is this not a man's instinct?

It's not supposed to be a nasty area.

When I was thrilled by myself, Ayako leaned down and went into the task of drying the top of her head.

A bright white noodle, but it looks plausible.

Not as good as Angelica, but pretty white. It would be the whiteness to go to the limits of the Orientals.

I found a small mole in the middle of my shoulder and neck.

Why, why are the spots in the melanin dye releasing so much undesirable air?

Whoa.

Are you feeling glossy or something, me? They're high school girls, aren't they?

If I look at my neck any further, I feel like it's not good.

So I lowered my gaze. I had eyes just around my back.

I realize something more horrible thanks to you.

Ayako, under the pyjamas is a noob.

Even the thin cloth doesn't have any lines on its back.

They cut my underwear, and it's obvious.

Angelica's doesn't seem to fit the size.

Many people say they can't wear it before they go to bed.

How about that?

I think I might have stayed with a hell of a daughter.

Ayako's height is something like the first half of a hundred and sixty centimeters platform in sight. Somewhat above average.

That's not how a kid rents little Angelica's bedding, but doesn't that mean a lot of ass?

When Ayako turns around, let's fix her gaze from neck to top. Let's do that.

I swear to God, it was me.

"Mr. Neutral, are you dating Angelica?

From the sworn side, Ayako looks back at each body.

I would ask you not to pose as the body line would be highlighted.

"It's not like that. Me and Ange are like parents and kids. First of all, he's only sixteen, right?

It is a conversation between losing the noise of a hairdryer and raising their voices to each other.

It's unusual for Ayako to sound so loud.

"For parents and children, isn't it close to distance?"

"He's an outsider. I was born in a country where I kissed and hugged with a sense of greeting. Japanese people have a different consciousness of body touch. Because that's all."

"... is that what it is"

"That's what it is."

The sound of the dryer stops.

Ayako's hair would still be damp, but she cut it up along the way.

"... but you definitely like Mr. Angelica, don't you?"

"You think he's a Japanese dad, don't you? Parent-child love."

"Doesn't parent-child love mean romantic emotion? Normally, my daughter's first love is her father."

"... is that normal? Sometimes I hear stories like that, but do you?

"Yeah. When you have a male guardian, it's up to you to like that person first.... Girls are such creatures. If I stay home in a foreign country, I think to my dad in that house. My oldest son is such a child, so I don't even look to him. Any handsome jock is a no thank-you at a time under thirty. So Angelica must have a desire for her Japanese dad, Nakamoto."

No, that reasoning is strange.

Then studying abroad becomes an evil habit that only breeds international affair.

"Please be careful. The eyes that look at Mr. Angelica's neutral are entirely that of the woman. No, it might be more accurate to describe it as a female"

I don't deny it there, but I want to deny everything else.

I want to deny Ayako almost everything right now.

My eyes are like black holes and I'm scared. Highlights Where the hell is it? In your system?

"Don't fail to be vigilant...... that kid, he might attack you while you're asleep"

"You can't. How does a woman attack a man? You have a completely different physique and different arms."

"You want me to serve medicine, or take a selfie naked next to a sleeping neutral, and threaten to send that to the police. I think we have a lot to do.... under eighteen years of age is an armed being with the power of invisible law. It's invincible."

That's usually what Ayako thinks, isn't it? I want to say.

"If I were in Mr. Angelica's shoes, that's how I would blackmail Mr. Neutral and tie him up. Of course, I'll have a relationship with Mr. Neutral, who can't move as he is. A year from now, I will give birth. Continue with that until the stem branch circles. We'll have a dozen kids. … If that number of people, they can also form a football team. Completion of a fait accompli, right? Horrible, isn't it?"

You're the one who's horrible.

I couldn't hide my wars from a girl who unleashed more evil waves than any other monster I'd ever encountered.

"... but don't worry"

"Hey, what? Where do you have any reassuring ingredients right now?

"... I will protect Mr. Neutral."

"... what?

Ayako crawls on all fours and comes closer to us.

Both the clavicle and the valley are in a rounded position. Yet I'm not happy at all.

It's supposed to be colorful, but now I'm exhausted with a word of fear.

Hairstyles go hand in hand, when you play the curse video, it pops off the screen, you just look like a horror woman.

"... it's okay... even if Mr. Angelica makes a despicable trap, I will properly testify to the police. Mr. Neutral is not guilty."

"Oh, thanks......"

"Mr. Neutral is a muscled homosexual, I testify... so he says he can't possibly get his hands on a girl"

"I hate that."

When I was stiff, Ayako touched my fingertips.

Quiet, my hand can be lifted.

I don't know what you mean, but when Ayako held my right hand, she took it to her mouth.

Are you going to bite me off?

and I felt soft on the back of my hand when I was thinking about being rude and extreme.

It is kissing.

[Party member Ayako Otsuki's liking has increased by 99999]

Ayako lay her lips on my hand.

A blue-white face is dyed red in an instant.

"... I got help where I was going to die, from"

[Party member Ayako Otsuki's liking has increased by 9999999]

"... thanks. Whatever illegal means you use, I'll help you, Mr. Neutral."

[Party member Ayako Otsuki's liking has increased by 99999999. Non-measurable. Hazardous waters. Any more will have a negative effect on your spirit]

"... so please keep me on your side the whole time... you don't have to treat me like a lover. Pets or whatever. Put it down, please."

I wonder why.

What makes you feel like you've been missed by the undead, even though you're getting a healthy confession from a girl?

I was shaking my head vertically. It was no longer my will.

I realized it was pointless before fear, such as differences in physical abilities.

"Glad..."

Ayako finally made a sound all the time and sucked it out of her finger to finger.

Hot, damp breath in the palm of my hand.

"... ahhh..."

My index finger was wrapped in a dull sensation. It was in my mouth.

The tip of the nail hits the tip and the teeth.

Good thing I'm irresistible, you can do whatever you want.

"... Mr. Neutral's fingers, they're delicious..."

May Angelica not find out.

Please don't find out.

You can give it away somewhere, so don't find out all this...