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

Father's Day's distraction is over, and a week has passed today.

Back to my usual routine, I was spending time sloppily rubbing Rio's milk at home.

Put the girl on her lap and knead the snack treat but rub it as effortlessly.

I don't know what to do with Nori Nori, but definitely not something you can do while it's still bright.

Or even if it gets dark, it's not a good thing to do. It's more atmospheric out at night, isn't it?

I'm not sure myself why this has happened.

Rio looks just like Elsa whenever he sees it. The makeup was perfect today.

He was wearing his uniform provocatively. Smells good.

If such a girl comes to seduce me with a sweet voice, "Daddy," I can't help but accidentally remove my wings.

So I think this is force majeure.

I don't think he's guilty.

That's how you repeat your unscrupulous self-defense.

Pinpawn

and the intercom rang.

Since timing is timing, the first possibility I suspected was a home search.

Active high school girl and daytime grand slut. You deserve to be arrested.

"... Mr. Neutral... are you going to stop...?

"Bad. I'm gonna get caught again"

"Huh?"

"I think I'll be paid for a grey sweatshirt when I open the front door, so I'll have to get dressed. Then I'll come."

"That's right, I have a priori. You're used to arrests."

She smiled and dropped me off, and I moved on to the front door.

I'm pretty weird, too, but what's with that light attitude, too, Rio?

... No, there were several times when my historical father-in-law was arrested in front of me. Then maybe I'm used to this kind of thing.

I don't think you should get used to it.

"Officer? I haven't done the real thing yet."

When I opened the door with an excuse, it wasn't the police officer with the warrant who was standing there.

"... Mother?

It was Rio's muffin.

"Thanks for the other day."

The name is definitely... Misaki, isn't it?

Sure, you're not supposed to be that old as me, but you only look like you're in your twenties because you're young. It's your sister's look, in opposite position to the expression Fukuro. By the way, my face isn't that similar to Rio's, but I'll tell you it looks just like my shape and taste.

After all, the parents and children are somewhere alike... and when they evoke sweet memories, Misaki has offered something that looks like a candy fold.

"I don't know if my daughter's always taken care of me, but she's never even said hi properly."

"Ya, sorry to bother you"

"And the other day, I was on set with my daughter. Excuse me..."

"... don't worry, it's each other"

The most rude thing the other day would be Father's Day rampage.

"Because I wasn't normal then either.... I was hungover."

And Misaki started talking (even though she hadn't even heard it). I wasn't normal that day. Rio was beating me up where the liquor wasn't missing, and I was losing my cool judgment. Nice guy between your eyes in a situation like that - and if an entertainer shows up, there's no reason to be exasperated, is there? That was it.

I wondered if this guy would be okay.

I still have a lot of body touches.

You're looking at my groin.... It's like there's a gaze coming around your shoulders and chest too...

Unlike young girls, I have no reluctance in my eyes to indulge men. I feel the age of thirty-three around here.

"What are you standing talkin 'about, and if you like, will you go up?

"... okay!

Turn it down. I was going to do the Social Dictionary.

Absolutely. You won't be able to flirt with Rio on this one.

The worst authenticity covers up with a smile from the social decree and guides Misaki into the living room.

When it comes to the client Rio...... Shit. I sit on the couch dressed with my chest open.

I would have liked it if I could fix the mess in my clothes because of the "I was breastfeeding until just now" vibe.

"Is that it, Mother?"

What are you doing here? and Rio lifts his hair carelessly. The bra string on his right shoulder slipped off on the clap.

I have a strange colour and I don't look very much like my parents can show me.

"I'm just here to apologize for the meantime. - How could you have fucked Mr. Neutral?

"He was about to get laid.... if I don't get in the way."

It's no longer a parent-child conversation.

I felt like crap. I took refuge in the kitchen.

Brew tea for the number of people and go back to the living room repeatedly coughing.

And then I was hoping that if I told the public story appropriately, Misaki would see the air and leave.

"Uh, tea? Are you okay, Mr. Neutral?

... I wonder if the man I've ever known wouldn't make me some tea. I guess you didn't brew me. He's been hanging out with criminals and violent men.

Misaki, who received a drink of water in a very sensational way, relaxed, staring at me with a glittering eye.

It seemed like a long standing position to watch.

Whoa, what's wrong with this?

Isn't that the one in Rio with the hexo bend? and peering into his fearful face, he stood his thumb up and nodded.

What? Well done, you want to say? What's this all about?

... Ah.

No way. Is this guy still after that one?

Yes - a mad plan to stick me with my own mother and make me a daddy on the docket.

Sure, that may be Fazacon's dream, but I don't know if it's moral.

It would be an unforgivable thought to think that if you want to have sex with your dad, you should just daddy your boyfriend.

If you don't have bread, you should eat human meat. That's the extreme solution.

That's not Marie Antoinette anymore, it's Elizabeth Bertridge.

"What's wrong? Stiff as you can see in my face."

I put my mouth close to Rio's ear and tried to bump a question with Gonyo Gonyo.

"You still want me to have a bowl of mother-daughter?

"Don't you like Mr. Neutral?

"My body is happy, but reason and morality are refusing to do everything in their power."

"I'm not throwing that away. I don't know. My body's ready. Okay."

... is a man's saga.

I have no choice.

Rio, even though it makes me feel weird watching one person, when some of my favorite wifely beauties get so twitchy.

Do you still want me to come home early?

When I turned back to Misaki, I was like, "Is it time to go home?" I asked.

"You'll have a job or something."

"I'm off today."

"Well, then, chores..."

"It's okay, because Leo's supposed to do it on Saturday and Sunday. That kid. Yeah, I can see him. Cooking and laundry are perfect."

Is he really a Yankee?

Every time I get more new information, I'm being a good brother to you? If I'd been given a decent name, I'd probably have grown up to be an honor student... what a distant eye, Rio on my right shoulder calling me.

Misaki, who sees it, can feel it on her left shoulder even if she is confrontational.

"You know that, don't you? I want my dad."

Rio whispers with a hot voice.

"It's safe for me and my mother."

Is that - a bowl of parents and children who have completed the food hygiene law?

The eggs have been sterilized, the chicken has been overheated, and you need to enjoy them before they cool down. Is that what you're trying to say, you teasing mother and daughter!

"... the taste of saliva is similar, what about parents and children"

"Sayif."

"Wa-no-jin noodle creep..."

When I realized it, I held Rio and Misaki, and it extended to the criminal act of sucking both of their lips at the same time.

A mother and daughter's tongue plugged in from the left and right side of my mouth is having a father-child interview.

The Vero Tripartite interview was also held afterwards, which lasted nearly three minutes due to my physical senses

... Well, then Angelica and the others will wake up and interfere.

I'm sure you'll stop talking about me.

So until then, yeah.

As a breath to relieve daily fatigue.

Let's just say that to the extent that we don't cross the line, we'll have fun...