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

It is an insanity to the point of brilliance, which can only be described as a female.

Still in high school, for kid cho's sake.

As a responsible member of society, I'm going to have to put this guy on the right path.

"Right. I could be you and me, and I'll tell you what."

While enduring the sensation of bitterness, I try to speak with majesty.

"If you did something like this, you wouldn't be a bunch of people."

"That's fine. My mother and grandmother have children in their teens. Isn't it hereditary?

Rio is laughing.

It was like reopening somewhere, a self-derisive smile.

"Until you were in elementary school, you boasted of younger mothers than everyone else. I knew what that meant when I was in middle school, and I hated it all at once. Dirty, I guess. But I guess it's normal now. 'Cause I think it's a stupid way to live, but now I know how you feel."

"... what did you find out?"

"Hmm? Pregnant and quitting school, isn't it bad?"

Rio's toes are on my lap.

"I'm bored with studying, and the people in my class are stupid. I think it would be more fun to marry Mr. Neutral."

"Are you gonna make me a criminal? Think of your age."

"Sixteen, right? Something wrong? With parental consent, I should be able to get married. My mom's about my age and she's enrolled with my first boyfriend, and I'm sure she'll give me a lot of permission. It feels like Rio. Besides, Mother, it's super-mee-her. If you're an entertainer, you all like it. So if I introduce Mr. Neutral as my fiancée, I'll be thrilled."

Rio started teasing my calf with his toes.

Licked off with my tongue, I feel soft cream. A sweet chill running up my back.

Exactly no more taste. It is beyond its limits.

"Come on, man."

Yes, the moment I made a slightly rough voice.

The music playing in the store switched from pop by Japanese singers to western music with female voices.

Tastes bad, I get up.

I try to keep my ears down, but it's too late.

Language comprehension skills are activated and translated lyrics come into my head.

"Akan, Akan, you're going crazy. This comic talent of love is going to get bacon in your head."

Mr. Neutral, are you laughing? and Rio looked strange.

"What, I knew you'd be happy. I'm so annoyed. Fine, I'll touch you more."

My "language understanding" has a somewhat unusual nature.

Other than the common language of different worlds, it is translated as a dialect or slang.

As rare as English is today, it is translated into Kotecote's Osaka valve.

"Akan Akan, you're going crazy in your Tsutenkaku. You can't do this to Tokyo."

This could be the reason I gave up my job as an interpreter.

I definitely laugh, and I can't translate what I was expected to do first, and I want to say it's no longer a handicap.

"... that sounds like fun. Something excited me, too. I'm glad they're happy."

"No......! It's not...! I'm laughing now, not because they're touching me...!

"I wish I couldn't light it up"

Cover your ears and you'll lose your conversation with Rio.

If I keep my tympanic membrane free like this, they take my abs to delightful lyrics.

Troubled by what an indescribable dilemma, Rio dived beneath the table.

"... what?

Teenage girl nodding at my feet and reaching out white. It is a dangerous act of speech and morality.

"... dude. Do you understand what you're doing right now?

"Chuck, I'm trying to open it. I know exactly what you mean."

I push my hand against Rio's forehead and try to get my face off.

Since it won't get any more stylish, I'll have it invisible by cover-up magic.

"Don't be ridiculous. Whatever it is, I don't recall being an insane daughter so far."

"I don't originally have common sense. I grew up in such a fat house, of course."

"So your brother's a cunt, too? Chill your head once!

Gugu, and push Rio's head back so he doesn't come any closer.

Thanks to Debuff, I have just the right arm strength, and I never break a neck bone.

"Is it weird that you're always getting more today? It's going to be a long throw."

"Nothing. It's the way it usually is."

"No, that's crazy. The selfie you sent me this morning was the same as yesterday's underwear. I care about you. It's not decent for you to wear the same thing two days in a row. I have a mental condition. What the hell happened?

"That's where you judge... that's right, Mr. Neutral. You're already a high school girl's underwear sommelier."

Laughing lightly, Rio raised his voice as if he had noticed. Somehow, he looks like he's hurt.

I also get the worst title and feel sorry for my life. The heart of the glass is shattered.

I stare powerlessly at Rio, who pulls back to his seat.

I don't know why I'm in the mood like after a fierce battle.

"Ah," sighs each other.

Rio slammed onto the table, posing like sleeping in class.

"Pulled?

"For what? But more than that, you're worried."

Rio talking to me with his face down. Tears.

As funny as ever, the lyrics are echoing all over the store, but it was about time I was starting to lose my mind.

"Did something bad happen to you?

The reply was silent.

"I know because I was like that a while back, too, but you're getting a rash, right? He said he didn't care about himself. It's coming through."

"... mmm"

Apathetic, uncircumcised sound returns. Simply ringing a vocal cord, it's not a voice.

"... I'm out of school"

"It's only been a year."

"I want to quit."

"Do you even take a jerk?

"... not that far though"

Students are annoying. I want to get married and be a housewife, Rio is leaking a weak voice.

"Mr. Neutral, you need to talk to me. You're gonna do some chores, right?

"That kind of thing's on time."

"Oh well. You're letting an outsider stay home."

Have you had sex with her yet? and still ask a hell of a question.

I'm glad I put on a cover to make it.

Rio doesn't see himself around now, and he doesn't hear a voice.

"I didn't. I'm his protector."

"Yeah. She's pretty cute. Maybe he's not the type? You don't think you can do this without the Japanese?

"It doesn't matter what it looks like or what race it is. Age is the problem. Do you ever get your hands on a minor?"

"... nice"

"What?

"I'm conflicted, but I want to be held by a man who says I don't want to hold on to me"

"What the hell"

Rio looked up. My eyes are bright red and congested.

He seemed to cry a little.

"'You're not going to deal with me because you're just a kid,' my uncle, who seriously hates me, looks the most attractive. You're a proper father. You don't look at me or anything like that. Ideally, someone like that would fall and kiss or touch me."

"You're a huge wagamama, aren't you?

"Am I right...?... maybe so.... Whatever."

Rio extends his arm and touches my fingertips with a pepper.

The next move was not that of a luscious woman, but an atmosphere where a girl could play with her male parent.

"You, don't you just want to be sweet?

"... I don't know"

Thanks, Rio seems so weak right now.

The 'I want to see you' rush on SNS was getting intense recently, and maybe he was cornered out of my knowledge.

"You got something to worry about, don't you? If it's me, I'll ask."

Yabe, this is a regular phrase when you dictate down a depressed woman, even though you think it's a later festival.

I'm going to tell you that it's too late for a glittering Rio and a system message with a 1,200 rise in liking.

"I was sued by a boy before this"

"Good for you."

"You're the most popular handsome guy in the football club."

"That's a much better story."

"But he's a bad feminine, and he's not my uncle. I'm not interested. I said no."

Rio is holding my finger and squeezing it unconsciously.

"Then the girls in my class became my enemies, and they still are."

"... that's a pain in the ass"

"Isn't that right? There's a rumor about a tail, and I gave it to you with my eyes, and I told you that some other guy I liked was made and shook."

"Are you being jerked off?

"Do I look like that balls? I'm a big girl, my brother's an asshole, and I don't have the guts to do anything directly."

Just, well, Rio distracted himself.

"Nobody's talking to you anymore, right? I don't feel harmed, but it feels like I'm being treated as something I'm not. How do you think I spend my time off these days? I have a library cage. Uke, right? Real abused kids and geeky kids around don't come near me freaking out."

"You're such a jerk."

"... I wonder..."

"Right. Ignorance is a fine attack."

"Oh, my God."

Rio shrugged that it wasn't long before you rolled down the school karst.

"If you think you're pathetic about me, give it to my wife. Then I'll quit school."

"You're not gonna make it, either."

"Fine. I can cook if I want. You're young. And you're a virgin, right? They often say it's greasy, but I've never dyed my hair. You like that, man."

"I'm on time."

"... what's that? You mean you already have a virgin high school girl at home who cooks with dark hair?

"Oh, no, you're not."

"Right. It's not like Mr. Neutral would do something like that charisma in the sex crime world, is it? It's not Kundo."

I wonder what's going on, arms up and face up.

The store has high ceilings and good lighting.

No matter how strong I am, it's nearly impossible for a high school student to intervene in a girl's relationship.

I don't want to help, but I can't help it.

"... with Mr. Neutral. Eh, I might get better"

I don't like it......