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

9: 30am.

I was walking in front of the station with Erin.

It was no longer just a catfight, but a family meeting that we decided to meet Mr. Sugitani.

By the way, Erin is making me look like a cat now.

In a way, it's a better disguise than using cover-up skills.

"You'd be surprised if you took the cat, Mr. Cedar Valley"

"Nyer."

"Make sure you appeal to your ability to transform. I'm seeing someone like my boss now."

"Meh."

Trying to peek in and send her gaze, Erin rang out all the time saying, "Let it be."

Seems like no heart or more catwork suppleness.

Looks like he's properly motivated, and he was still right to nominate this guy.

It would be a great talent for undercover missions because you can freely use people and animal figures.

It's not bad to dive in as a transparent person using cover-up magic, but Erin is the only artistic artist who can induce alarm with the appearance of a small animal.

I'm already caught off guard from passers-by.

Thanks to the picture of walking with a black cat, the gaze of different people is strangely warm from earlier on.

I can talk to my aunt I don't know about, "Oh, you're a pretty cat," and I can tell the first high school girl I met, "Is it okay if I don't have this kid lead? He's a smart kid," he smiles.

Animal-loved humans seem to look like good people just because of that.

If it had such a dramatic effect, I wish I had kept my pet sooner.

When I first came back from another world, they asked me questions about my job.

I actually cared if it was that bad of a person, but Rio said, "Someone like Mr. Neutral who likes Gatai but has dead eyes, because he looks like an unemployed manual worker".

I see.

Sure, at the time, I might have looked like, 'I'm a contingent worker who's been kicked out of a construction site, I can't get past the winter if I don't flaunt it with an empty nest or a robbery'.

Thanks to this, he was asked twice a week about his age and profession, and each time he answered, "I'm a part-timer of thirty-two…" he had a sad eye for being sympathetic to the cops.

If I had a dog or a cat back then, would the cops have let me through as just an animal lover uncle?

"It was a tragedy I could prevent if I had a cat..."

I drop off a cop car on the sidelines whining to myself like the National Rifle Association.

Rumor has it, a police vehicle really walked past us.

... You're gonna be okay, right?

Something stops right in front of you and bangs! And you can hear the momentum opening the door, but that's not trying to check up on me, is it?

I'm appealing to you like you're being missed by a cute black cat, so you're not supposed to look like a pervert...?

As he was dazzling and cold sweating, two female policemen spoke with an administrative smile on their face.

"I'm sorry, can I have a moment?

Job question?

Shit, why are you doing this at a time like this...!?

An unpleasant sweat falls down my spine.

It's no damage where they ask me about my job, but it sucks when they do baggage inspections.

Because my pockets are currently being pampered with "O Knocked Tickets" made by my fazacon daughters.

Initially it was a dispute between Angelica and Chloe only, but Rio and Ayako have joined in, trying to compete to create an abnormal ticket.

"You can beat my butt anytime," Rio said, dropping a butt beating ticket, and then Ayako said, "I'll give you all of mine now," and I gave her a "human rights beating ticket," which clearly doesn't make it stylish.

It also reinforces the criminal odor to find out in one shot that they are all handmade by a young girl, and even signs of international crime drift because Angelica and Chloe used to use different worldly letters along the way.

I didn't want to carry any of this dangerous stuff with me, either, but I can't help it because I stuck it in my pocket just before I left the house, and I'm tempted to throw an item with a girl's handwritten lettering in it.

That's why I was pushed into social distress.

"I'm going to meet people, can you get it done sooner...?

I don't get upset. I try to laugh with love.

Meanwhile, the female policemen also have a social dictionary grin on their mouths, but not their eyes at all. All cops look like this.

"There's been a prank around here lately about asphalt being able to have a foot-shaped crater. As you probably know, it's on the news."

Officer, I did it.

When I stepped in the battle with the Subhumans, the road snagged as much as I wanted.

But if I confess honestly, I can see that it's going to be an extra hassle, so I'll try "It's a noisy world" and so on.

"Excuse me, may I ask you the size of your shoes?

"... 26.5, right"

"Well, that's just how many shoe tracks were left in the crater. No, I think it's just a coincidence."

"That's right, it's just a coincidence. This is it. There will be as many men in the world with 26.5 shoe sizes."

"May I take a look in your pocket?"

"Huh?"

My movements stop.

What did this sister cop just say?

"... So may I see inside your pocket? I would like to ask you to cooperate in order to ensure the safety of civil life."

"No... that's the..."

"Is there anything in there that would be troublesome if I could see something? Medicine, syringes?

"It's about to leak my cock. Can I go to the bathroom?

While I was lying shitty, another female cop took the liberty of sticking his finger in my pocket.

My cute sister is giving me a nostalgia, so I'm usually happy with my nostalgia, but now I'm even afraid of tomorrow's morning paper. I don't want to be a neutral suspect. I don't want to be a court painting.

"Seniors, this is what's come out"

In the hands of the female policeman, Angelica's handmade "Uterine O Beat Ticket" was held.

Other bumps such as "Milk 0 Beating Tickets" and "Butt Beating Tickets" and "XXXX Beating Tickets" are increasingly exposed under the daytime.

"... it all looks like a girl's handwriting"

This is definitely yours, isn't it? Confirmed.

"- Yes, I did."

9: 34 a.m.

I'm under arrest.