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

Apparently, the luggage (...) has been accommodated, and Hayasaka and Kato are back in the car.

They were both wondering when they saw Mr. Sugitani, who had no hegemony, but they believed me perfectly when I made him up to say, "I feel like I'm car drunk."

Mr. Sugitani is still looking out the window with his vain eyes.

"Back to the other world... so far..."

I can hear you say something bumpy, but nobody cares if it's because of the plugged situation.

"What do you want to do now?

When Mr. Hayasaka grabbed the handle, he turned around with only his neck.

"Just securing your stature doesn't supposedly stop the research. I was wondering if I needed to pull myself into this camp, even though it was a little rough to imitate."

Why do these people keep running to this blood-smelling way?

You're making too much noise.

I open my mouth with feelings that I just didn't think of as exactly the man who made my blood look like menstrual blood.

"Will you leave this place to me? Luckily, I have an interaction with the professor's daughter, so I think if I succeed, I can persuade her not to use violence."

"... with my daughter? So is it possible that Professor Otsuki's son might be mixed up with the producers of the seized uterine-O beating tickets and butt beating tickets?

"Get the car out of here. Take my apartment, please."

If the conversation starts to turn in a direction that's not convenient for me, let me do something to distract the conversation.

This is a skill acquired naturally while flirting with countless underage girls. For example, when the atmosphere gets too sweet and you get molested into the act of production, you say, "Bring me some tea, will you?" and ask them to do it over, etc. From a man living with a girl who is willing to conceive her own child, let's call it a must-have skill.

Because it's my routine to be an immediate dad if I'm caught off guard.

Seriously, though, when I was feeling my unhealthy again, I had the feeling of being slapped in the left shoulder with a ton.

It was Angelica.

"Are you going to ask Ayako to negotiate?

Well, I say.

"A father is sweet on his daughter. Of course, I'll have the ingredients to help smooth the discussion."

"Taking Ayako hostage and threatening him... or something, right?

"What do you think I am?

"So, right? Your father is a brave man of sex moves, isn't he? If you please a girl, you won't make her cry."

"You just said you were a righteous brave man, didn't you?

"Yes, sir."

I don't feel like I was using a word that caught on the "blame" part, but it's trivial.

While we're doing this, the car moves out.

He twitches with Angelica, strokes Erin in his chest, and as Sugitani sees him with his white eyes, the patrol car keeps moving to the suburbs.

After a few dozen or so minutes, the view flowing out the window had turned into a familiar downtown area.

My apartment is now approaching the end of my eyes and nose.

"Pull over."

Sending the signal, Mr. Hayasaka braked silently. Did you park with little vibration because the car performs well or the driver's arm?

When I got out of the car, I took Erin down to the ground first.

When that's done, I drag Professor Otsuki asleep out of the trunk.... I look at his face again and he makes me recognise that this guy looks just like me.

Actually, would you be a distant relative or something?

Because Ayako and I are also going to have a little blood connection, there is going to be a slight obstacle to the act we are going to try to do... I'd like to think it's just another person's pseudo.

"Well, I'll talk to you a little bit. … no, Sugitani will come too"

"Ha."

I can help as much as I want, but Mr. Sugitani gets out of the car.

The rest of the members are leaving messages.

"And it's time to remove the cover-up."

It looks like Professor Otsuki is floating in the air while he's asleep.

... The sight of an old man carrying a very similar old man would also be chaos from witnesses, but it should be better than a paranormal.

I will carry Professor Otsuki on my back and accompany Mr. Sugitani to my room.

"I need to ask you one thing."

"What?

I just got there in front of the elevator, and I'm gonna cut to the point.

"How big is the authority of public security? Is it possible to change my nationality, for example?

"... are you even thinking about fleeing overseas?

"No, I'm going to continue to be in Japan, because Japanese nationality is going to be shackled"

"Hmm? Do you want to hide yourself? Well, you can always do it if you want to. It's hard to be a country without national traffic."

"When people other than me change their nationality, does it increase the difficulty?

"I see. Do you mean to keep Professor Otsuki separate on the paperwork? Then it's cheap. Let's just say it's possible."

I seem to have been largely mistaken, but it is enough to find that I can change my nationality coronally with state power.

We got in the basket and waited for the door to close.

The elevator moves out.

"... I don't want anyone to die"

I spoke a short word as the actuating noise rang.

"So I want Mr. Sugitani to cooperate fully with what I'm about to do."

"You have an idea, don't you?

"Yep. I've been thinking a lot... there's no other way to get Professor Otsuki to move on and give me a hand. If the other father has a daughter about his age, I think this works best. Not to mention that he is so personable that he was worried about his daughter's Father Complex and studied the cure. And when you look a lot like me, there's room for you to stick it in there."

"… do you still use Ayako Otsuki to intimidate you"

"Don't threaten me. It's a trick."

"What do you mean?

Chin. And the noise goes off, and the elevator stops.

Me and Mr. Sugitani went out silently and headed straight for the back room.

To that room where I lived and Ayako and the others are still leaving messages.

"I'm home."

Insert the key into the door knob and it's time to unlock it.

"... welcome back... eh.... Father..."

It was Ayako who welcomed us.

That gaze is directed through me to the real father I haven't seen in a long time.

"... really... you brought me here"

"Oh, this time he's a party."

……

"When you wake up, you just have to talk to each other slowly without water for parents and children."

When I went up to the front door, Mr. Sugitani also came up in gentleman motion. "Sorry to bother you," he said, taking off his shoes in a dandy motion.

"... tea, I'll bring it"

I kept following Ayako into the kitchen with my gaze.

Under an elegant knee-length skirt, slightly larger ass.

Paired with a cream-colored vertical sweater, a sense of young wife has already developed.

... you know I'm vulnerable to that kind of outfit and you're doing it deliberately?

Damn, I always show off my body lines provocatively.

Fine, I'll ride that invitation.

When I put Professor Otsuki down on the couch, I walked out to Ayako.

"... Mr. Neutral? What's the matter, sir?

Gently embrace your electric kettle boiling back. I tangle my arms around my neck and tell them to whisper.

"Let's get married, Ayako"

The reply was yes.

It was a quick answer.