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

Getting to the front desk or no, Angelica was getting snuggly with a sweet trick.

He clings to my left arm and rubs his cheeks like a kitten.

...... cute.

When I did this, I only looked like an age-appropriate child, and there was me who was kind of asexually inspired by fatherhood.

At the same time I was an invisible stick of reason, and some of me was inspired by the skank skank and the guilt zone in my brain.

Me, what are you doing?

Are you sure you want to hold this girl?

Didn't you decide to take care of him as a father?

Can you watch Angelica disturb you repeatedly with Auntie and Auntie and stay fine?

No way. I'm not such a beast. As a person, as a member of society, I intend to have a sound ethic.

So this outrage needs to stop now......!

"Ooh, would you also give me the option of lending this cosplay costume?

"Come on, you've decided to put it on."

"Yay! I've always wanted to try on something called sailor clothes."

I was a weak adult.

It sucked.

It was an outside road.

'Cause I want to see Angelica in a different costume...

By the way, where can I ask you to lend me your costume?

"You don't accept hotels like this."

Having spent my youth in different worlds, I have never used a Love Hotel.

So I couldn't figure it out.

"...... if you want a cosplay costume, give me the number 8 button......? Oh, should I push it here? I mean, this is how you choose your room, too?

There are square panels lined up where the reception is supposed to be. And on each panel, the room is shown.

Thank you. When the screen is brightened, it is in an empty room, and when it is dark, it seems to be in use.

Next to the panel is a push button and the overall impression is that it made the Ramen ticket machine look so luxurious.

I'm sure the automation has progressed, taking into account the shame of the users.

I don't want to meet an employee at a hotel like this.

"Father, Father, look at that. That"

"What's up?

"I have a room with a big trojan horse in the middle, what do you use it for?

"I don't know."

Maybe there's a use for it that Rio seems to like, but it's a world we don't have any ties to.

Well, it's easy here... should I choose a room with a large bed in the middle and a glazed shower room?

The costume person also chooses a sailor swimsuit that is likely to be everywhere, rather than a sailor swimsuit with an eh arrangement.

Everything is best.

I've been through unscrupulous adventures in different worlds, so I'm already hungry.

While reading the information display, press the button.

After a while, something slipped off the retrieval port under the menu panel.

Roomkey.

It's like a vending machine, and I get a strange feeling about it.

"Go."

Proceed along the hallway as soon as possible and Angelica rushes you.

The head is illuminated by demonic, glowing purple lighting and a bright red carpet is laid at the feet.

The air is even sweetly flavored and it looks like an interior.

Wouldn't it make you feel nasty just walking like this?

"... here"

While we were doing this, we were in front of the room where we were meant to be.

If we open this place, we won't be able to turn back any more.

"I'll tell you right now,"

"What?

"You can't have contraception."

……

"No... so?

Angelica stares at me with an uppercut look on her face.

Plumpy lips were gleaming and dangerously lustrous.

No, I can't. I can't stand this look in my eyes.

I tried to be moved by some invisible force, and I plugged the key into the keyhole.

Slowly, the door opens.

"Wow... I've never had a round bed"

and this again runs over to bed in footsteps like a girl, and Angelica dives all buffy.

How can you choose a motion that exactly breaks my conscience?

Slightly late I enter the room too and close the door.

The ceiling I looked up at was high, and the chandelier hanging arrogantly seemed to be grinning at me.

I usually live with fluorescent lamps with frightened fly carcasses, so I'm not comfortable.

"Can I take a shower first?

"No."

"Huh?"

"No."

Why...? and Angelica's eyes cloud.

I think I'm gonna cry now.

But I speak with my father's majesty and perseverance.

"Maybe the employee's coming to deliver the cosplay costume, so it'd be creepy if he was naked before that."

"Oh, so is that"

Why am I so weak?

I knew I couldn't hold you, I wish I could say it all, but when I can stare at you with tears, it breaks my heart easily.

Sit back on the bed and cover your face with both hands.

Keep whimpering and crying...... Angelica starts flicking the remote and stops because she hears unexpected audio coming from the TV.

"Eh! I want to watch it!

"You can't watch under eighteen."

I heard that the TV that is placed in this hand hotel is set on a pretty show, but it is a place that really doesn't live up to expectations.

Consolidating his determination to go in again, Concon and the door were knocked.

Dosa, and also the sound of putting something in front of the door.

I see. It seems like a system that leaves items ordered in front of the entrance, without going inside the room.

And then come and get it on your own, you mean?

"Well done."

This is a service that leans on the user, a hospitality. and open the door with admiration and retrieve the sailor clothes.

"... you want me to try it on?

If you think about it, I don't have high school girls. It's more out of my taste. Wearing this might reduce Angelica's risk......?

"Father. Let's shower together. Yikes. What about your father?

Angelica with her sleeves through her sailor's clothes on her head.

I'm sure she'll be cute without interruption. It's originally a costume from Europe and America, and if she's a beautiful blonde, she decides to dress perfectly.

So, I was under the illusion that I was dealing with a foreign high school student.

I'll regret it.

"Hey, Ange."

He looks back towards Angelica, holding onto the costume that mimics his uniform.

"I knew we'd stop. If we go any further, we won't be parents or children."

……

Angelica has a decent face and stares at me.

A face like they took away the toys I was playing with obsessively. My conscience stays in pain, but I still have something to say.

"The atmosphere drove me to this place, but I think I should be your father"

"… please continue"

I have a slight fear of the clerical tone, but I can't break it here.

"You can find as many boyfriends as you want, but I'm the only one who can do your father. And if I hold you, this relationship will break."

"Is that what your father meant?

"Huh?"

Angelica sleeps on her back on the bed and says with a provocative look.

"It's time I found out about your father, too. That's how your father says things like, 'Think of me, don't you dare hold me,' but you really only think of yourself, don't you?

"... what does that mean?"

"Father is someone who likes to follow the rules that are in him. The goal is to do the ideal father portrait in me, and what's my second hope? So this is how you get to this place and get fathered. Even though I'm the one who wants you to play the role of a man, not my father. It's a sité."

"... may"

Social. Adult male. Father. Brave man.

I get peace of mind by living by those "positions," maybe I'm a coward.

But isn't that how most people spend their time?

"Your father is a sitter... he has no delicacy... he doesn't care... he's a cautious man... there's always a woman around but me... really, really..."

Could this have stepped on a mine?

Is this a development where you can bump the grievances you accumulate on your quote?

Being prepared, Angelica jumped out of bed with momentum.

I wonder what I'm going to do, I walk over here with a cuttlefish with an awesome look on my face.

Oh, this is Binta.

Fine, I'll accept that much.

Close your eyes gently, but the shock you've been expecting is not coming through.

You mean you were too short to reach it?

Even so, Angelica is in the first half of a hundred and fifty and I'm one hundred and seventy, so there shouldn't be that much height difference.

Open your eyes quietly.

Then Angelica, who is lowering my chuck in a cancerous posture, jumps into view, so panicked she suppresses her head.

"Hey."

"What is it? Please don't interrupt."

I'm stared at with a tight eye. Scared. It's very different from the fancy superiors we had earlier.

"... Um... Angelica,...?

"It was a shame, Father. I'm a sautéed, uninspiring, carefree, and I love my father, who's always got a woman around but me."

"... hey, what...?

"Hehe. Did you know, Father? She said the signature the woman started to get serious about was' Talk happily about the faults of the man she's dating '. I didn't really know it back in the day, but now I can understand it..."

"Where does a sacred witch learn to do that!?

"The Temple of the Sacred Witch is only off-limits to men, and if you're a woman, you can let outside people in, right? I also have the opportunity to talk to my wife and whore…"

Angelica has her eyes on my groin with a lucid gaze.

"If you hold me, you'll hate yourself for guilt, but that's fine. Because I'm going to like your father twice as much as I ever did. Pramai Zero."

"That calculation is all kinds of weird..."

"Absolutely. He's a good guy. Really. Because you always resist at the end of the day, even though it conveys what you want from me properly. I don't care if it's refreshing after a shot like this."

"Is that the dialogue of sixteen maidens!?

"I don't like it. I say you like it, don't you?

Angelica's gaze is filled with abusive colors.

"If I make you feel a lot better, you don't care about ethics anymore. Please be prepared. I'll make you happy and corrupt now."

"The opposite is true for men and women, isn't it? You know, the opposite is true for men and women.

"Say something cute. Don't you know that if your uncle looks like that, you just make him look extra different?

I show Angelica my smartphone in a semi-frequent way as she reaches out with her tongue nodded.

"Yeah, okay, I have an idea, too, if you're like that. If you're pressing for more kids, I'll call you right now. Look, the cops are coming."

…… But if you do that, isn't it your father who gets caught? If this country is a minor with an adult, only an adult would be guilty, basically?

"Oh, you're right. You know exactly what I mean."

That's why I laugh.

"If I call in here, I'll be the one who gets picked up. In short, this is a social self-destruct button."

…… No way, are you taking yourself hostage...?

"Have you finally understood? Even so. I can always get an officer to arrest me if I want to. If that happens, you'll be quarantined in jail, and me and you won't be seeing each other for long. I wonder if you, the do-grade fazacon, can stand such a life."

"... cum... You thought about it..."

I add pursuit to my beloved daughter, who has begun to sweat sloppily, here and here.

"If you understand, get away from me. Men, parents and daughters should be kept at the right distance. Your milk is on the shin. Just now!

"... no... I want to stick with your father..."

"Don't try to tell me. I'm turning myself in."

"Oh no... I hate it when your father gets caught, but he can't rub his tits on you..."

"I'm not surprised any more problem statements come out of your mouth. I..."

Shh, I can hear you sniffing.

"... how can your father be so mean...? I'm just thinking about having your father's baby and then raising your father again with extra breast milk...? I'm trying to make my life beautiful because my father was raised by another woman...?

"You're finally out of danger, aren't you? Yeah? What the hell is that emotion of yours?

"You're determined by your romantic emotions!

Put a scratch on Angelica, who grabs my legs with tears, that you're definitely mixing weirder emotions, too.

"As it were, okay. I know exactly how you feel about what form of desire you have."

……

"In response to that honest monologue, I'll say the same."

Huh? And Angelica looked up.

Turning to those sobbing eyes, I tell you with all my best manhood.

"Sometimes I feel resistant to holding you morally."

"... Yes"

"What else... eh. If I hold you, I'm afraid I'll indulge you..."

"Say?

"So I thought I'd feel too good and too happy to start asking for Ange every day like a monkey anymore"

"... huh? What's that like?

"That's right, in all sorts of places, day and night, in all sorts of outfits.... and when it does, it's bad for Elsa, too, huh? See, if I get too into you and my feelings for him fade... you can't do that, can you?

"Ha..."

Your father is really blunt, and he makes a grunt noise.

"Say all the exact things that motivate me. Are you all right, sir?

"What?

"It's okay, Father. Please leave it to me. I'll make you forget about Elsa with this body."

Say, Angelica pushed me down hard.

Why is this happening when I'm better up there with my arm strength or my weight?

I'm not sure either, but it could have something to do with the fact that Angelica, who got on her knees, cuddled up in my lower body, and her dominant leg got wrapped up in her breasts.

In that state, I could never show it to my daughter, and I was foresighted to hide a change in a certain area.

Then he fell out of balance and fell in the form of a loss to Angelica's weight.

The point is, I deserved it.

"... Gu...!

Angelica just told me that she was waiting for me when I fell over.

"It's okay...... While I count the stains on the ceiling, it's over."