Repeating excuses in my mind, Angelica began to shudder.
"Um, is that what your father wants to give me?"
"Is that it?"
"Look... that's it, that. Shaped like a notebook, the one I need most right now."
Angelica moves her index finger shaky and draws a square in the air.
"What. You noticed."
I knew the woman was sharp, I keep an eye out.
That's right, you're right. I'm going to give you my passport now.
Now you can get your identity as an Earthling in the clear.
"Oh. I finally give you a pass."
"Right! I finally get a mother-child notebook!
The hand that was stuck in my nostalgia stops to retrieve my passport.
"No."
"Huh."
"Not at all"
Harsh gaze at teenage girls screaming maternity words in the middle of nowhere.
"... why did you think I'd get that?
"Yes, because that's what I want most right now... and your father made me and my child to help me with my mother-child notebook collection."
"That's not a Treka. How many books are we going to collect?"
"I don't know. I might want as much as I can give birth. It's my dream to keep having your father's baby every year until he's menopausal, and to use his drawer as a mother-child notebook."
Angelica talks about her horrible goals as she rubs her stomach.
"... that's how I finally get it after I officially find out I'm pregnant and file a notification. It's not like I can self-declare and receive 'I may have had a child' during the day I made my child."
"Really?...... well. You can't get it unless you pull the hit first with the pregnancy test kit."
It feels like an ice cream hit stick. I don't think someone's listening to this conversation.
"I mean, you can't make kids that easy. How much do you think it costs to educate me?"
"Ayako also told me, that. You're not sure, are you? Isn't it free to spend money on education if the spare adults in that area take a look at your studies? If you're a country that's having trouble getting old, why don't you just not think deeply about it and make a baby with it?"
"... well, there's a lot of things, a lot of things"
You can't explain it to me, either, on this issue.
We all know it sucks on our heads, but only that it must be financially tough.
"Me and your father make a lot of babies and contribute to your country - Yikes"
"Is that all you got in your head?
"Because I like your father."
"Ooh. Don't be prestigious."
"And me, because it's a fine age. I mean, a little too old for that."
"Yeah? You're still sixteen, Ange."
I thought so, but in the other world, where average life expectancy had cut fifty, it was certainly not strange to be at an age when I had finished my first birth.
Everything in medieval European-style life is fast.
Thinking of it that way, Angelica may be around the Alasser that she says here as a sense of person.
Nevertheless, this is the developed country Japan. Teenage girls are treated as children. No matter how mature your body is, you're underage without telling me whether or not to.
Common sense around here, how can I explain it to you?
"I wonder what. It's a long way from being a kid to being an adult. Adolescence or long adolescence? Is it normal to encourage studies and hobbies before marriage or childbirth? So maybe it's the right time to give birth because of Ange's feeling, but this way, there's still something like treating school kids."
"... it's not puberty, me"
"Don't grow up, sixteen is a fine puberty."
"I'm sorry about your father."
"Huh?"
"Because of your father, my adolescence is over. Instead, we're in an episode."
"Ha, go......!? It's not an animal..."
Gyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
His breath is rough and his righteous face is completely swinging. You can call me a troll.
"... because of your father, I'm getting more and more inrun..."
"Inrun!?
Motor vehicles cross the driveway right next to you.
It is still bright. More and more witnesses are coming out. And I'm a celebrity on TV.
This situation is troubling to be seen or heard......!
"... ever since I was over there, I've done this a lot on my own. Ever since I met your father, it's been increasing.... lately, every night, I think I'm doing it.... Imagine having your father hold you over and over again"
"What are you talking about!?
"Does your father hate nasty daughters? I don't like it. It's no different than an animal like this.... I'm going crazy like this. Because this is what it's always been like until I'm sure your father holds you.... because of your father."
"Okay, let's go into the building somewhere. Why don't we eat something delicious and settle down?
"- Which one is it, here?
"Huh?"
Stop your legs when you're told.
Then in front of him stood a sign that said 'Fashion Hotel Amarillis'.
"... Father, do you want to come in here?
I can turn my eyes toward you with anticipation. Bright red stained cheeks. Sweet girl scent. Soft breast feel. What do you expect a move like rubbing your moulds and inner thighs together?
Kurari and I felt my reason as a father sway.
- Angelica is me every night...
When I think a beautiful girl as clean as an angel has a slutty desire for me.
The imagination had quite something to come of it.
Even I have a male function.
"... right"
Maybe this is all we have left. With a head floating in heat, think blurry.
'Cause Angelica doesn't look like she's in pain.
You want so much.
You must not be running away forever.
As my father, as a man - I have to refresh Angelica's murmur.
"Oh, let's go in"
That's how I am.
He took the sixteen-year-old girl and went inside the Flirty and Love Hotel.
The alarm that rang in my head, I pretended not to hear.