"Mmm."

The moment I stepped into the living room, the smell of flutter and consomme came.

Apparently, Western style for breakfast today.

That would be easier.

How dare my family, a large multinational family.

It seems that there are three Japanese, two Caucasians, a white and Japanese mixed race, and a cat from another world living there.

We can't just serve Japanese food.

So right now, there's a line of simmering hamburgers and rolled cabbage on the table, but this is all so normal. It's Ayako's consideration, and I'll try to find a reasonable reason to force her to.

"No, I knew it. This."

It's a menu like dinner.

What's going on here?

They're all my favorites, so I can tell you what I'm trying to please.

In the stomach of thirty-two years old, meat dishes are tough in the morning.

Why did you rub such a laborious breakfast again, Ayako?

I looked into the kitchen curious, and I could see my back cooking with a nostril.

Ayako seems in an unusually good mood right now.

"Ah, Mr. Neutral. Good morning."

You can sleep a little longer, Ayako turning around with a full smile.

An innocent smile, on the contrary, scares me.

When someone who's always only evil gives this look, I suspect a stroke.

Are you all right? Isn't there an incident in the blood vessels of the brain that's switching personalities?

I approached him terribly close, and Dad, and a system message came to my sight.

[Party member Ayako Otsuki's liking has increased by 99999999]

[Ayako Otsuki's liking reached a dangerous level if she did not have immediate sexual intercourse]

[If you fail to have sexual intercourse within twenty-four hours, you are expected to fall into state abnormalities such as imaginary pregnancy, masturbation poisoning, and confusion]

... Why?

I'm not so bad.

That one yesterday just had my behavioral skills run wild twice, that had nothing to do with my will.

My invisible split took the liberty of taking Ayako's pants off and proposing to you. It's my fault I kissed you deeply, it's not my fault.

- No, there's no way this excuse works.

If I've just gotten this far, I feel like I have to take responsibility.

"... from today on, should I change the way I call you husband...?

No, you can keep it that way. Absolutely. "What happened to these two? I suspect so."

I walked past her face and followed Ayako to the table as she started her wife's face.

If you don't hold him within twenty-four hours, imaginary pregnancy or masturbation addiction or no confusion......

It's nothing like Ayako. Is that it?

He's a problem kid who freaks me out with air once every two days, and the day he sleeps with me, he pampers the garbage can with tissues, and it's like he's confused from the start.

Which means it's ok to leave it.

When I turned on the TV as if nothing had happened to me, I put my channel on the morning news show.

The time is 6: 58.

No matter how you look at it, the announcer, who only looks like a college girl, suddenly covers craters that have occurred on the road.

Yabe, that's the one I made yesterday.

I remember stepping in when I crusaded the subhuman, and the asphalt cracked in a radial fashion.

Something seems to be making a little noise as a mysterious sinking phenomenon.

I want to think that the public safety people will do something about it later......

While the prank was shrinking like a child found, the living room was getting busier and busier.

Angelica sits next to me on the right, Rio sits next to me on the left, Phyllia hugs me from behind, Chloe sits up a bit on my lap.

Up, down, left, right, surrounded by women, it was like a tattoo bun.

It's hot and bitter in the morning.

It's not Othello. I am.

The four fazacons pinched me, so I turn into a fazacon, too?

"Now how do you eat?"

I'll feed you, and Angelica smiles full of motherhood.

But I feel a flame of jealousy at the bottom of my eyes.

I thought, "I'll leave it all to Ange."

Ayako also brought her last plate and got to her seat (she sat across from me with blue bars on her temples), and I'll try to eat it.

"I'll take it."

Thus began a shameless meal without table manners or shit.

Angelica cut the hamburger in a big bite,

"You have a volume for breakfast, don't you?

and leaning his neck.

It was Rio who agreed that I would, too.

Everyone's gaze turned to Ayako so she could suck it in. To Teng himself who prepared this meal.

"... what's up? You can eat, right?

"Ayako, did something happen with your father last night?

"... nothing"

"So, but you're in a better mood than ever, and you're so uptight that you ignore the time slot and make your father's favorite...?

"... I'll leave it to your imagination"

Put your hand on your cheek, hehe, and Ayako smiling.

I am totally a true wife.

Angelica, on the other hand, is trembling and spilling hamburger sauce all over my thigh, and Rio and Chloe are licking that, and I really can't show you anymore! ♪ It's a dining landscape ♪

"Uh... sorry about the thriving place in the morning, but I need to talk to you guys. As a matter of fact, I've been instructed to pick one of the other people in this house and bring him in."

What do you mean? and angelica spills sauce over my hand once in a while. I want to tell you to put the chopsticks down first.

I can't reach the cloth towel, so I have no choice but to let Rio shake my fingers and remove the dirt.

"Maybe, but I think we're going to infiltrate enemy land. I guess I even found it in some big aside. So you want to use people from different worlds."

"If you know where you are, why don't you just magically snipe your father from afar? Now you can adjust the firepower with Ayako's debuff, and it won't cause unnecessary damage."

"Don't you want to get inside and gather information?

"Oh, I see."

Then you'll have to go in a combination of me and your father, Angelica nods.

It was Chloe who pinched the objection there.

"I wonder if I should go here. I'd be better off if I were a fighter. More importantly, my father and I are" real "parents and children, and we are determined to breathe."

I feel a fierce desire for exclusivity where it emphasizes "the fruit".

Don't, don't turn a peaceful operational meeting into a training ground.

Chloe continues with a grumpy voice.

"Let's go and fight together to commemorate the reconciliation of parents and children. Right?"

"... well, if you do choose to be strong, it will be you"

Lost, etc., Philia has now whispered in her ear.

(Why don't you nominate me. I am proud to say that I am your next strongest)

The volume of voice is contained to the extent that it can only be heard by me.

You, were you sane now?

(If Lord Brave wishes, I will give you any service on the road. Look, you just pick me)

... Here we go. This is...

There are too many candidates, and this guy always wants to act with me, so I can't go ahead at all...