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

Girls are strange things. I'm liking this one where I can't see it, and I'm building up depression where I can't see it.

It would be easier if you behaved more plainly, but I left the apartment thinking like a husband who had been cut out for a mature divorce by his wife who had accompanied him for years.

Of course, I won't forget to do the tu you say all the cohabitants.

"... Mr. Neutral is a bad person. Absolutely, I think he's making girls cry or drop them where they don't realize."

Ayako's remarks, which meant something, caught my eye oddly.

I walked into the TV station with Rio, and I headed straight to the dressing room.

"Morning."

Again, just like yesterday, an outsider daughter trio is solidifying in the corner of the room.

With the script in one hand, "Eh. Is this TV? OMIGER....................................................................................................................................... Japanese show interests Arimas!," he practiced dialogue in catacotto pronunciation.

I can't seem to spare myself to hone my Sacramento skills today.

I stand in front of Emily while she snorts more than anything at work.

"Can I have a word?"

……

The girl who calls herself the Japanese and American half is staring at me with a decent face.

How far the hell is the act?

"Come on. There's something we need to talk about alone."

The pillows... the pillows are open... and the surroundings are on fire, but I can't stand it.

I accompanied Emily outside the playhouse. Turn down the hallway and stop where you came from to the talking room.

It's a place where there's nothing but chairs and tables for breaks and vending machines.

We sat in the back seat, next to each other.

"Can I get you something to drink? Luxury."

"... not required"

Girl shaking her neck sideways as she sifted. A straight face is frightened by tension.

It is easy to understand the expression because of its clearer face than pure Japanese.

"... Um... I knew this... instead of having sex with Mr. Neutral, we'd start a deal like giving you a job, right?

"No."

Cut it off in a nutshell.

I don't have to do anything like that. I'm not having any trouble with underage girls, and it's a statement with the lowest thoughts, etc., but I may look like a hard guy by my side.

"Shall I just say it? - You're from another world, aren't you?

Moment, time stops.

It's as if time has been cooled and stored.

"... Yes?

Emily held both hands on her knees.

Is that a sign of being poked at a picture star?

"Come on, man? Is that some kind of slang? I'm a mix of Americans and Japanese..."

"Are you just going to scratch me?"

Then I have an idea, too, and I stretch my arms.

"I had my muscle strength adjusted to about five times that of a regular person today. … Earthlings' status should make you feel pain"

"... Mr. Neutral? Is this some kind of dodgy thing?

I hit Emily on the curse.

... All right.

This would have solved the status change as well.

I put my strength into it and grabbed Emily's arms out of my mind.

What a convenience, Emily is wearing sleeveless clothes today, so I can observe the skin changes carefully.

"... Ouch...! Mr. Neutral!?

Are you in pain? No, this is just a play.

The truth is, he's got a tough defense, so he should be fine.

I look at Emily's white skin.

... is discolored red.

The swelling is also beginning to appear.

I mean, Emily's physical defense isn't on a big level. The general public on the planet.

"... what do you mean?

Then why does every time you touch Emily, the numeric notation go crazy?

I rushed out and checked the time.

... like yesterday, the display is not going wildly crazy.

"Is that it?"

That's crazy.

Emily is as harmless as she is today.

"... I didn't know Mr. Neutral was the one to do this..."

Is Emily innocent?

... then it tastes bad.

Very unsavory.

I summoned an innocent girl (15) and suddenly turned her arms into a smudged, gripping pervert.

After decorating one side of tomorrow morning's newspaper and getting reports that he's a Neutral Keisuke member or a Neutral Keisuke talent under public security pressure, he usually buys more objection than is reported to be a Neutral Keisuke suspect, and may be pushed into retirement in the entertainment industry.

sloppy and unpleasant sweat.

Emily said, she was pounding and weeping from her eyeballs.

... Stuffed.

Anything was too frivolous.

I don't know if I can rub every single one of these anymore, and I'll email Sugitani.

"How far can you shelter an active criminal who made a girl junior high cry over her arms?

Sugitani replied:

'That's terrible. Did you catch the moron again? Mr. Neutral really doesn't seem to have eyes to help the girl'

It was.

I was mistaken in a very good direction.

It didn't have a very "I'm the killer" vibe.

"Shit!

Hold your head, raise your ambition.

If this happens, I'll just have to turn myself in and try to control the damage...

It shows up on the smartphone's operation again to make a call to 110.

Then from across the hallway, a careless voice sounded.

"Neutral. Where are you?

It's Rio.

He comes in a uniform that no longer turns into a regular outfit, with his hands stuck in his pocket.

Flirty footsteps are a decadent chimp walk.

Even though her face is like that of a young actress, the contents are rubbish from a society of vending machines.

I also turned it into just the rubbish of a society that touches girls...

"... what, hey... why is that kid crying?

It sucked.

My fiancée shows up at the scene making other girls cry.

How far does my life go down the line?

Rio's gaze was directed at Emily's swollen arms.

"No way, Mr. Neutral, did you hurt that kid?

"No, listen to me"

Rio is shuddering into small pieces, pointing to Emily.

"Unbelievable! What are you trying to say to a girl in the morning?

"Why would that be the interpretation!?

What? With the look on her face, Emily looked up.

"... dictating...?

I don't know what you're talking about, you know. To Emily with her eyes, Rio walks over.

"Well, Mr. Neutral, you can't love a girl without violence. Suddenly, from the first time I met him, he was a real animal."

"Oh, was he such a scary person?

"Didn't you know? I've been getting a lot of butt pens, too."

I don't think that's gonna happen to you! and protesting voices have certainly not reached Emily's ears.

"But Mr. Neutral is really a fuzzy man who hates his violent nature. A descendant boy who regrets after he hates being raped and becomes gentle after he hits him. I wish I could just call myself Prince DV or something."

"... you're distorted..."

I've hit enemies before, but I'm sure I've never busted Rio.

The people I've been nice to after I hit them are King Leo and Kundo!

As a result, we got along... that? You're open for Oraola DVs against guys, me? Much worse, huh?

Rio keeps talking about me elsewhere, stubbornly realizing the abnormal facts.

"What a woman who lit her clothes now enjoys wearing diapers, and raising other women who threw them on the ground as pets... is blasting the DV route with a nuclear aircraft carrier. Blah, blah, blah. I think he's the best DV guy since the 21st century."

"Mr. Neutral was a very unhealthy person who seemed kind..."

Is that about Philia and Erin?

... Indeed, when summed up that way, it is a bastard who does not make a sound.

"Huh? Well, Mr. Neutral has suddenly been compressing his arms..."

"... annoying, but didn't I really like you? I'll ask Mr. Neutral about it later."

Why don't you just treat this kid? and Rio presses Emily with his jaw.

"No, you don't."

I cast healing magic and heal Emily's skin.

The beautiful girl in the half watched the mystical experience with an exclamation, "What is this..."

"... magic tricks, what is it?

"Yes, magic tricks. It's all a trick.... you know, the injury has healed, and I would be very happy to talk to you..."

……

"Emily?"

Emily leans down with a red face as she completely rubs her swollen arm.

"... Mr. Neutral's sexuality... to be honest, I'm shocked. I've always imagined you as a sweet brother."

"Because you don't have to believe Rio's words!

"... the..."

Emily says in the way she decides to.

"... if it's enough to bind you... it's okay"

[Party members, Emily's liking has increased by 100]

To put it that way, the girl, mistaken from what to what, ran off toward the totattoo and the playhouse.