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

Even though there was such noise, the afternoon recording was to take place as usual.

Again, this is Japan.

It is a country where people are ordered to come to work in an earthquake.

Maybe we Japanese even work the day the world ends.

I don't like it because it seems possible, and I do my job with a lot of slack.

Apparently, as many cases of toddler regression as just now are handled as heat stroke caused by the heat of lighting combined with population hysteria.

I thought that would be impossible, but it's people who believe what they want to believe.

People in different worlds were convinced by "the miracle of God" or "the work of the devil" no matter what happened.

The people of modern Japan try to convince themselves by linking them to scientific phenomena no matter what happens.

The fundamental part has not progressed for hundreds of years, just because science has become a substitute for the role that religion once held.

I even think he's degenerating more than a primitive man who created tools and civilizations from nothing if he's bad.

If you're an original who first found a way to use fire and a high school student who boasts of crime and flames in SNS, the former would surely be smarter.

Not necessarily smart if civilized standards are high, and vice versa.

Whether you were born in a medieval different world, a man with a head cut can be cut anywhere.

That's exactly what the magician Erin is.

He is not a wizard by profession, but a wizard by race.

It is a rare species that is considered to be highly magical, intelligent and nearly double its lifespan compared to pure humans.

It is arguably a birth guard because it does not bless your physique or arm strength.

A hook-nosed witch often comes out with a robe in her fantasy work, but it's the same as that one.

Except it doesn't look like an old woman, there's a difference between a poor girl.

This year, Erin turns twenty-eight.

But it's slower to get older than the humans, so they'll only look like half their real age.

He was Philia's next buddy to join my party, leaving Debuffs and magical firepower to the Lord.

I have the impression that he was a stone silent guy and a woman who wasn't sure what she was thinking.

At the beginning of the dialogue, "…" was always the type to go in. Whatever you talk about, you only answer "......" and you have little joy or sorrow.

I did, but I only showed tears once, and if that's what's causing it - I have a motive to target me.

I thought Erin's guy resented me, too.

Or has the king commanded you, and you hated it?

Or is it that the aim is not me, but simply to come and retrieve Philia?

Well, for whatever reason, it doesn't change being a nasty opponent.

Because I'm pretty sure the mental state moves more carefully than the philia for a decent minute.

(Debuffs and Attack Magic Celebrities. Besides, I can't see him, and when he gets close, he takes his intelligence...)

I finished shooting while concentrating most of my consciousness on Erin control.

He failed a few tricks because of his concentration diffusion, but that, in turn, seemed to lead to laughter, and his reputation from the co-stars was good.

Is it the name of the injury?

……

Injury feat.

That's right.

It is an element that should be disadvantageous, and can be carried advantageously.

You could beat Erin......

I had two Ayako on my mind.

If we succeed, we can bring it into melee while maintaining intelligence. If it's a combination in a state of sanity, you're the one who can win a hundred percent.

In some cases, it is an exchange of lives.

So before that, I wanted to make sure.

When I took my smartphone out of my pocket, I sent Angelica a message.

"Can we talk for a second now?"

It would be best to ask a woman about her, and I'd like to hear Angelica's psyche about Erin.

If Erin were to target me, I wonder if this was the cause.

"... it's too late"

Sit back on the bench and wait for even a reply.

Angelica basically should be free, as she fits all fifteen to thirty-four years old, unemployed, not going to school, not working or doing housework.

Yet today it is slower to become a pre-read.

Are you playing with Ayako? I have just begun to pastoral imagine, for example, that the message finally switches to read-only.

"Oh."

Angelica, who is not yet used to manipulating the smartphone, takes time to hit the letters.

You look like a different world around here, staring at the screen with a bitter smile, etc.

"Nor. What is it, Father? Did you want to sweeten your mom again?

"Mom?"

What the hell is this Nori, and he puts his neck up.

Speaking of which, I don't feel like I mocked my smartphone when I was eating retarded intelligence.

Did you even get in touch with Angelica with her head hairy?

I don't know because I have vague memories of that time.

If you read past messages, you'll be clear, and you want to go back?

I'm also scared that Angelica's writing one time ago is' I've never seen an extremist baby so far '.

Stand your index finger up remembering the chills and enter the motion of the flip.

but at about the same time Angelica sent me a new sentence, so my consciousness immediately turned to you.

"I'll have some delicious milk waiting for me when I get back."

"You even bought milk?

"It's a pleasure to have you home, my baby"

My baby......? Do you translate what outsiders often call "I love you, baby" into Japanese as it is?

I reply, wondering why I have suddenly pushed an outsider ingredient forward.

"Actually, I need to ask Ange something."

"What is it? What was your mom doing until just now? Of course, you were thinking about your father and doing something you shouldn't have done alone, right? 'Cause I'm going to have to take care of my mom's responsibilities.'

... How come this guy's been so excited since midday?

I generally always do this, but do you think I feel water and water from the text today?

The moment I read past logs according to a bad feeling, Angelica sent me a new message again.

"You like sweets, don't you, Dad?

"Oh, what happened to that?

"Hmm. Then I think we could have prepared a nice treat that would suit your father's mouth. '

"Whatever interests you in cooking."

If you do your chores, don't go off the definition of Neat.

I was just getting down to business, delighted that Angelica's life was heading in the right direction.

I also feel like there was something I needed to be sure of, but it's Erin first than that.

Hi, my head doesn't seem to be in the book yet, and I have a verse that I'm forgetting.

'You know, this is not the time. Another assassin came from that world over there. This is my second party member, Erin the Mage. I want to talk to you about that.'

"Were you a good at weakening magic? Are you all right, sir? You're not hurt anywhere, are you?

'No trauma. Don't worry. I need you to judge me more than that. "

"What?

"About Erin's mental state."

Reminds me of numerous conversations I had with a little witch.

"I don't think he's some talkative opponent compared to Philia. But there's a chance he hates me. I want to borrow Ange's wisdom because I'm not sure. '

'Are you telling me that my account is a problem between a man and a woman, or do you really?

"Maybe."

"You're a sinful baby, not at all"

Don't let that story go on for long, and ask questions as you think about it.

'Erin was a silent, faceless woman, but sometimes she laughed. After you win the fight, or after you learn some new magic. But one last time, I never smiled again. "

"What inspired you?

"When I told her that I had started making out with Elsa, she wept quietly and stopped laughing exactly"

'... what did Erin say then?

"If the brave are happy, that's fine"

'That's still a subtle place. Maybe it's a joy to bless your fellow lovers. Can you tell me exactly how we were meeting?

I don't care what they say about how we meet. It was almost sixteen years ago, so by the way, my memory is blurred.

I squeeze my eyes, fishing hard for one of my brains, squeezing out memories.

'... right. I did pick up where Erin was kicked out of the party she used to belong to. "

"How did Erin get kicked out? The Wizard Clan was born to be an excellent wizard. '

'That's it, Erin thought of herself as human until she got along with me. He was abandoned and raised by human parents. So much so that when we first met, we were in a bandit position, not a magician. Then you won't be able to use it and they'll kick you out. "

'... were you wrong about your race? Sounds kind of like Mr. Elsa.'

"You have a similar name. Well, they don't look alike at all. '

"Yeah, so how did Erin realize her aptitude and move? Did your father ever get involved?

'You got it. When I tested my status, it turned out I was a Wizard Clan, so I suggested I become a Wizard. Then he'll show his head. "

"I mean, your father unearthed Mr. Erin's talent for you, didn't he?

"Will it?"

'I have a bad feeling. The worst mistake I've ever made.'

'What do you mean?