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

Postwar Processing

According to Ayako's story, Yuta was able to round it up well.

"Are you all right? Tachigi-kun had a terrible fever. I was also talking about things that didn't make sense.... Huh? Don't you even remember how you got to the bathroom? Hey, didn't you have a high fever and a delirium? Please be careful. Sometimes it seems like this happens when you're a minor."

And I kept my face close and preaching, and he convinced me.

Yuta turned red to her ears and declared, "I will go to the hospital right away," she said.

Kana will remain a lot of people at that rate, and she won't have to do Don Patch anymore.

About the proliferating geniuses, but I can't handle this right now.

We just have to wait for the public to accept.

Here's how the average person takes this case.

"Some scientist was making illegal, people's clones. Kana Tachigi and the other kids just took a ride and tried to be famous."

That's just people in a dimension with no heaven or hell to interpret without fantasy or snagging.

I've searched the internet and it seems that Kana has been nicknamed 'Divided JK' and also made AA (Askie Art).

I suppose that's how much it pays off.

From here on out, it's an issue that the Shiraki family has to overcome on their own.

I'm only a brave man, not a counselor, not a social worker.

Overwhelming combat power, eliminating obstacles.

It is sufficient if it can be done.

"The rest is ours."

Late at night.

We assembled in the park next to the apartment, facing each other with the exact same face.

We mean Keisuke Neutron and the others.

Me, Keisuke A., who buried Kana's split body at the top of the mountain.

I've been working as usual for two days, Keisuke B.

I was in charge of the surveillance, Keisuke C.

The three Neutral Keisukes raised their hands in a prestigious manner, claiming each other, "If you want to turn it off, do it to me".

When it's done, leave one of the most worthy to live and the other two disappear.

That was the plan we put in place before growth.

This way, we don't have to cause extra disruption to society.

"I am a magically generated body in both my right and left half. You're the furthest away from the original, aren't you? Then you can turn it off without hesitation."

Keisuke C makes a grand and ruinous offer, pointing his thumb at his face.

In contrast, Keisuke B. tries to argue.

"I was just showing some nasty art on a TV station. You don't have to have any trouble remembering this. We should leave an A or C more deeply involved in the case."

Of course, I have objection material.

"You can't keep it down. Given the future of social life, I think it's easy to leave B. I remember being at work is big."

Everyone is amazingly full of the spirit of self-sacrifice.

Even so, you care about yourself, so is it just self-love?

Discussing it in the same person is something I'm not used to doing many times.

"Do you decide who you want to leave behind with a screw-up?

"Such appropriateness. It would be a matter of life and death to leave Keisuke with any experience."

"It's something similar who can be chosen. All you have to do is tell each other what you've been through in the last few days before you erase the other two. This will be more or less the same in my head."

"It's a big mess."

Keisuke C gives Keisuke B's suggestion a frightened face.

Speaking of me, I had an idea that was the phrase "it's going to be about the same in my head".

"I have one suggestion to make. I know it's medically unscrupulous."

"What the fuck?

I want you guys in two straight now, I say.

"I'll stick the left half of Keisuke B, which I halved, and the right half of Keisuke C, and try to treat them magically. Do the same thing with the other pair. Hopefully, two synthetic humans can produce the memories of B and C. It's between us, and you don't have a rejection. If I repeat this, I think I can create Keisuke with mixed memories of everyone. Just leave him and the other two disappear."

"That's good."

"Let's do it right away"

I think I'm making a pretty crazy suggestion too, but these guys who agreed without getting lost would be among them.

"If I cut my clothes, it won't taste good and I'll take it off."

"Is your old man bare in the park late at night? I'm glad you took cover before we got together."

We strip, laughing bitterly that it must be.

No matter how powerful the bravest, the cold ones are cold.

Let's just get this over with.

I waved the light sword down to Keisuke, who lined up with two faces of melon.

The two of us will be four pieces of meat divided evenly.

The wound is burned out at the same time as both breaks. It's a beautiful thing, not a drop of blood.

I gently took Keisuke B and C.

I can see that I am still barely breathing.

No matter how much my life force, if I don't hurry, I'll be doomed.

Quickly superimpose the cutting surface and apply healing magic (heel).

My heel blocks all sorts of scratches and is perfected to be infinitely close to resuscitation magic.

First of all, I'm sure the treatment will be successful, but still a little anxiety remains.

Would you have succeeded?

As he swallowed his spit and watched, Keisuke and the others began to rise again.

They both stroke the back of their heads and have indescribable expressions.

"... uh... I see, this is what happens"

"My memory fades halfway and it feels like another new memory is pouring in"

They are both B and C no longer. To the two of you who no longer even know how to call me, speak up.

"Well, next thing you know, I want you to cut me off and stick me with one of my halves."

Keisuke on the left offered to do it.

"Keep your eyes closed. I'll be done in a minute."

"Sorry."

I widen my legs as wide as my shoulder width and become a benevolent.

Close your eyes.

Still, with the air flow, I can see the sword being waved.

Coming.

Coming soon.

In just one second, I'll be cut off.

"... ugh!"

- Coming.

A whip of heat passes through the center of the body.

At the same time, my consciousness was interrupted.

A few moments blank.

Eventually, when my thoughts returned, a stream of memories poured into me with rage.

I've been watching the Tachigi family, C's memory.

Memories of b who went to work for smiley tv and was signed up to socialize on a rare idol in a dressing room...... socialize......!?

... okay, what's this?

"I'm sorry about Ange."

Wake yourself up and nag. What are you doing? I said.

Naturally, the gaze turns to the abdomen.

Then two alphabets entered sight, written in greasy magic on the flank.

A in the right belly. B in the left belly.

After a long bend, my left half came back to where it belonged.

If you look next to me, you'll find my meat chunks lying unbroken in two.

"You're not going to heal this one."

To my words, Keisuke B + C÷ 2 (odd expression, but all I can say is this) looked troubled.

"You're gonna turn it off anyway, and you don't have to. Kill me. I inherited the memory of the three of us, you're the best Keisuke. Besides, the original pre-growth stuff sticks to each other."

"... you took care of me from what to what"

"Never mind. Oh, my God, look, it's me."

Only the strongest braves can defeat the strongest ones after all.

And I'm slightly more aggressive than defensive.

So if I attack another Keisuke, I can make him disappear without a problem.

"Bye."

My attack magic completely disappeared.

[Keisuke Neutron won the battle!

[You won 99999999999 EXP]

[You scored 999999 skill points]

[Brave Kaiske has risen to level 301!

[Unique Skill "Fatherhood" Performance Increased]