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

The reaction when I told him that I had defeated the Chief Cleric was exactly the Trinity.

"Yeah," said Rio, hair up, "are you sure? I've been making sure."

"Really," Angelica said, silently praying, "I'll put up a grave for even such a man," he said.

Ayako was most honestly pleased with the victory, "Congratulations, you seem to have won safely, more importantly.

I don't care what the chief cleric thinks, Ayako's reactions are right.

This is how we accepted the resolution of the case, but this is what the world is going to do.

Televisions and newspapers were stirred up with goblin bodies found in garbage mansions, and a series of daily features made noise.

Do it. He's a mutant. He talks about who he is as an alien, letting his opinions be fought off all he wants.

Something suspicious came up and said, "That is a hungry ghost who crawled out of hell. It is terribly similar to what is depicted in the scroll," he was also obsessed with making arguments.

That's how it was thriving for about three days, but one day the reports about Patali and Goblin stopped.

All of a sudden, the information handled by the media became monochromatic at the Olympics.

I was frightened that it was a swallowing country, but I came to think of a possibility.

Wait, I thought maybe this was a press regulation.

If that's the case, I don't know if it's the state or the police, but the people up there are going to be taking matters seriously anyway.

Perhaps in time it will also be made at the countermeasure headquarters under water.

It is also worth the warning that a body should be found on purpose.

I don't know if threats will continue to emerge from different worlds, but then we should fight across society.

It's not a situation where we can leave it to another meta-human.

I'm tired, too.

"It's okay, I'm going to school."

I'm heading to a business hotel in the city while I interact with Rio on SNS.

I still have the flu vacation (although it is a strange disease), so I am free.

Strike the message in as you advance your feet as you come in.

Operating a smartphone while holding a shopping bag in both hands is a tricky task inside.

Even if I don't feel the weight, my concentration is really disturbed when my hands get blocked.

"How's Fujimoto? Does that sound okay to you?

'Yeah. I'm surprised you're not interested in me at all'

'Right. Are you doing well with the girls?

"Sort of a bummer. More and more kids are talking to me like before. '

Rio says you're a handsome guy in the football club who was switching with goblins, and you haven't shown any interest in girls at all.

The real Fujimoto boy looks like a hard sportsman.

He'll have a hard time coming up with him, too, because Agil has sprinkled the image of a colorful bastard.

"Yes, there was something I wanted to ask you."

"What?"

"The clergyman's one, he was trying to keep his body from getting old. I wonder why you did that. '

Leave it for a little while and I'll get a reply.

"Well, that's because you wanted to make out with Mr. Neutral."

'... how much or nothing is too thoughtful for that? I thought so for a moment. "

'Cause that guy met Mr. Neutral first, and then a younger girl who came out later took it. I'm sorry. I'm going to make a young one. "

"Is it my fault, I knew it"

Don't you have to worry about that? It was over there that I liked it on my own, and I couldn't do it on my own. '

But you kind of feel responsible, I sigh.

"I didn't think Mr. Neutron was going to kill him."

Me too, I reply.

'The roots are sweet, so I was definitely expecting it to be resolved in the direction of keeping them alive... sorry. We'll start the class, so we'll cut it up in this corner. See you later. "

Imagine Rio rushing his smartphone into his pocket, and I step into the hotel entrance.

I had a meeting with the receptionists at the front desk and rushed over to the elevator early.

Apparently, there are no passengers except me.

Well, I guess we have surveillance cameras even without eyes, and it's not weird whenever we find them.

Or it will already be.

I just have to rumor that I won't bother to check the recording footage unless something special happens.

I don't care if it doesn't matter, because some places are reopening.

While I was thinking about it, the box that put me on had reached the floor where it was intended.

Open the opening and closing buttons and exit immediately into the hallway.

With all due respect, I'm headed to the room.

Not much today, I hope.

The room I'm renting has a plate that doesn't need to be cleaned due to the fact that no one wants me to come in.

That's why it's my job to clean it.

It's troublesome, but it's the only way.

Because this is my choice.

Because that's what I have to do.

Hold the shopping bag tight and speed up your legs.

I turned the corner about twice, and I could see room 307.

Well. We have to work hard today.

I took the room key out of my nostalgia and quietly opened the door.

"Are you awake?

I wandered into the room.

Once you've finished locking, head straight to bed.

When I turned the blanket thinking it was only nine o'clock and I might be asleep, he was waiting for me with a superb smile.

"Welcome back, Father. It smells kind of good."

Nice nose, I laugh.

"Filia right now. This is today's meal. Don't eat all at once again."

"Yeah!"

Phyllia nods with a young trick, not to the exterior.

This guy right now is a kid who can't contain his three greatest desires, so if you don't tell him often, he flattens his meal for a day at a time.

"Father, Father"

"Hmm?"

"Toilet failed"

"... again"

I can't help it, I'm taking Philia to the bathroom.

Totally a big toddler with a figure.

Hold down the tickling noisy adult woman and take off her underwear.

False picture, but me and this guy are both serious.

I'll wash you in a minute.

Rio's hunch was positive.

You couldn't have killed Philia on me.

I was in love at the end of the day, and when I realized it, I was putting healing magic on this dying guy.

What the hell are you thinking? and was stunned by his silliness additions, but somehow Philia, whose wounds healed, was grown up.

I was wondering if you had completely revamped me, and I didn't.

Depending on what you think, it was worse than before.

He looked me in the face and called me "Father."

Anyway, she's a rare bad girl.

I was wary that I didn't know what the plan was, and I twisted Philia's arm and seized her.

Then Pippy cried out, incontinently, so I couldn't help it.

When I realized it was just strange and tried the status appraisal, it turned out that the commentary in the remarks section was completely changing.

"A goddess who blindly loves Keisuke Nakamoto. The despair of death and the shock of defeat led to a frenzy. My mental age is retreating to the equivalent of six '

Only flesh wounds can be magically healed. Healthcare is out of specialty.

Besides, in this case, maybe we shouldn't cure...

"Look, open your legs"

"Mmm."

Because of those circumstances, I pack Filia into a nearby business hotel and keep taking care of her.

... As for the feeling, "I keep" is closest.

Every day when I show my face, I pack food in the refrigerator, wash my body and do it.

"Let's wash up again, wash up"

"No, you touch something weird."

I'll wipe Phyllia's body with a towel and let her put on some changed underwear.

I don't know how long this life will last, but so far I'm not dissatisfied with it.

In a way, the chief cleric is dead, and in a way, alive.

It doesn't do anyone any more harm, it keeps the world of madness wandering forever.

That could be more of a painful punishment than death in peace.

For me...

I don't know.

It seems like I'm being punished too, but at the same time I'm being filled somewhere.

Raise a girl who looked the same as the woman she used to like, as her father. It's terribly wrong, but I'm sure this will do.

Even if she looks like an adult woman, she's my daughter.

I'll get Phyllia to put on a skirt and fix her hair with her hands.

Angelica's going to be pissed off if she sees it. That makes me a little hesitant.

……

"What's up?

……

"Filia?"

and.

Suddenly Phyllia turned this way, and she was getting sloppy.

He hugs me, he tangles my arms.

"... father. Father. Ugh."

"What, you're not hung up again?

"Yeah. Yeah!

Boom-boom and a longitudinally shaking filia.

My eyes are moist and my cheeks are red.

Philia's mind is back in toddlers, but her flesh is twenty-nine years old.

I'm sure he's aware of me as a heterosexual, but he doesn't know how to dissipate that.

So in this way, I try to dissipate the desire of my body, which I cannot clean up within me, by embracing it.

"... you're the one who can't help it"

In that case, I'll stroke Phyllia's head.

I don't particularly intend to do anything more than that.

Because this guy's a six-year-old daughter, not the filia I liked.

"I'm your father, so I can't do anything weird."

Phyllia is tearing spicy.

I can't do anything.

I also think enduring that impulse would be the punishment imposed on this guy.

This woman will continue to atone for her sins in a prison of her own.

The world ends, until that day.