On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

"I don't know, that's a pathetic story"

Aoi replies, bubbling the soap between his hands.

"Mmm. No, I'm pathetic. I'm pathetic. So there's nothing I can do, and it's their problem, right? Uh, look, Jaja's over."

"Ah! Mmm!

A bare Jaja is in my arms, rambling with jitter.

"Nana, Banzai"

"Ah?

Nana, who doesn't quite understand what Aoi is saying, leans her neck strangely.

With no regard for such a nana, Aoi inserted his arms from his armpit and washed her back with a foamy hand.

"Nana, does it feel good?

"Uh, hey."

Like Jaja, Nana, who sits bare and in a baby chair for her bath, joyfully raises her arms with nature at the touch of her hands.

Don't miss it, Aoi gently washes his back and the little wings on his back with accustomed hands.

The short, fat cute tail on her ass is wrapped around a krun and over Nana's thighs.

"Look, do you feel good?

"Ugh!

"Right. It feels good."

Aoi responds with a smile to Nana, who replies well.

"Mmm! Ah!

"I said no. Jaja just washed it, didn't she?

Jealously, Jaja clung to the edge of the tub and rumbling with jitter.

Hot water, which is only stretched up to my waist, makes a noise and waves.

Jaja's standing on my lap, so it actually hurts plain.

The time is dusk. The place is our bathroom.

It's a blissful time for me, during the twins' bus time.

What I'm looking forward to is seeing how the twins feel about their skin and how they react to being washed.

Mochi Jaja and Nana's skin has a good slip of soap.

Baby-specific softness is superb healing.

I am in the middle of an indescribable happy moment soaking in warm water.

"Uh-huh?

"Huh?

Nana also looks up, imitating Aoi sticking out her jaw. Aoi gently stroked around his neck.

I don't know what it feels like, but I guess it feels so good because Nana is laughing at Funya.

"Nice. I want to wash my nana, too."

"I can't help it. Kaoruhei-san will take a while. I have a cold."

I know. Still envious of what I envy.

"Mm-hmm. I agree. I want to wash the twins, too."

Outside the bathroom door, Rouge looks at us with envy.

"That would be the only way. Because if it's you, the temperature of the hot water will rise."

"I'm not raising it because I want to."

Rouge looking at me and Jaja in my arms with a sad face.

I have trouble getting that look on my face. Poor thing, but Rouge can't take care of the twins' baths.

It's really strange, but the water Rouge touches quickly turns into hot water.

Everything earthdragon, especially Rouge and the Arc Dragon, seems to go so poorly with the water that if it's about the amount of water in the bathtub, it boils in about half an hour.

This is not about high body temperatures or anything, but the power the dragon species have called 'dragon qi'. Of the species Arc Dragon, it seems to have the nature to react with water regardless of will.

It's only water that touches my skin, so if it's in a glass or something, I don't have a problem, but what happened to the bath touches the water.

I'm sorry, but I just want you to be satisfied with what you see.

"Mm-hmm. All this, I couldn't help but train. I mean, I didn't really care. Unconscious."

"Haha... it's a racist thing"

The same faceless, more and more iterative Rouge.

Aoi laughs bitterly and washes Nana's body.

I'm wearing a bathing suit and I'm soaking in the tub holding Jaja, who wants to be washed and rampaged.

I don't care if it's awesome or wet, I'm in short bread on a thin shirt.

I don't want to touch the fact that everything is clear with water and my underwear is floating cool right now as much as possible. It is through with all its might. Give me a break.

The twins want to make life the same cycle as possible from time to time, so they can do rice, bath and nap together.

For that reason, a bath is a small daily event.

Whatever, you two old ladies. I like big baths.

Jaja is particularly responsive.

When Aoi prepares a bath towel or a pyjama, he flies to the bathroom at some point when he finds it, so much so that his eyes shine in front of the bathroom door and he stands by.

Nana is a nana, she doesn't like getting her body washed besides Aoi, but once soaked in the tub, it's a long way from there.

He feels so good, he won't be able to try to get up.

When I hold him out of the hot water that it will be enough, he shakes his head reluctantly and cries woefully.

When the two of us start obsessing about bath toys, it's already a treat. It's not very much, but I can't take care of it alone.

So the twins' bathtime is for me and Aoi to see.

Sometimes it's me and Shohei, or my dad and Shohei, but basically it's me and Aoi. I hate Nana.

"Nana, look at you, will you?

"Mmm!

Aoi builds a wall on Nana's forehead with her right hand and washes her hair with her left hand. To keep the bubbles from going to your face as much as possible.

Nana, who sensed it, closed her eyelids hard.

The twins, who can't use a shampoo hat because they have horns, know how painful soap can be in their eyes. So when I wash my hair out, I meditate on my eyes when I'm a little nervous.

This is mainly my fault.

I guess it's traumatic that when I'm not used to bathing the twins yet, I made Nana cry a lot. It's the biggest reason Nana doesn't like to be washed by me.

By the way, the little ones shampoo is for use with body soap. Everything is formulated with naturally derived ingredients. Something like that. I don't have to worry about anything if it gets into my eyes by mistake, and it seems to be a reputable soap for public moms when it's baby hair and skin friendly.

This was given to Aoi's mom friend, who became close in her shelter life.

I met a lot when I was shopping, and with this mom's baby soon, the twins are planning to make their debut at the park or something.

I'm just impressed that Aoi's friendship has also expanded a lot.

"Here, let's flush." Yes, Gyu. "

"Uh-huh!

Seeing Aoi with the shower nozzle, Nana meditated her eyes, making her whole body even stronger, sounding kind of strange.

Round his back, he is forced to hold his tail to his chest, and is front-loaded.

I guess the pain that bubbles get in my eyes has burned to the back of my brain ".

I'm sorry, Nana.

Aoi, who puts his hand on his forehead and builds a wall just like he did earlier, flushing hair bubbles in the shower.

Nana looks frightened while holding her tail.

"Yes, we're almost there. Come on, come on."

"Hey, Nana. Good luck."

"Nah, nah."

Aoi flushing his head bubbles with familiar hands and Rouge supporting Nana as he watches it from behind.

Shortly before Nana was intolerable and cried, the hair bubbles were finished flushing.

"Yes, well done -. I didn't cry today. Nana's great."

"Npa, aah"

Aoi is laughing at Nico as he gently drops his body bubbles.

Nana wiped the leftover droplets on her face with her hands to blink her pussy and eyes.

"That's it - Here, Dobone."

"Ahhh!

Lift the nana from the baby chair and Aoi enters the bathtub.

I broke my leg and expanded my bathtub space.

"All right, here I come. Look, Jaja, Nana, are you here?

"Ah!

Me, Aoi, Jaja and Nana in the tub, which can't even be flattering. All four of you, come in. It's Gyuuuuuuu.

Even if I can open up space for the good things, my legs will stick to the smell.

I tell myself.

The array, visible from the transparent shirt, goes with the swimsuit. Because I'm weirdly conscious, I just don't like it. Calm down. It's Clevers. Calm down, Clevers.

"You stopped using the baby bath at some point"

"It's like we're in there together. You'll use it again when it's a little older."

No matter how careful you are, you're going to get wet, so lately, me and Aoi are going to be soaking in the hot tub together.

I'm sorry I bought a bigger tub because I'm a twin.

It was too big to be seen because it was just the little ones.

If we have to look at it anyway, the idea that we would be safer to go in together has led to this form of bath time naturally.

A baby bath that size would also be available by the time the twins can stand and walk.

Until then, he'll be with us.

"So, what was it? Talk about the prince and his wife"

"Forgiveness, I'm not married yet."

After skipping the morning HR and listening to myself, me and Cayone went back to the classroom halfway through the one limit.

The name seemed like Cayonne wasn't feeling well, so it's a musical saying that I happened to be nearby.

I didn't have to go to the infirmary, but I was worried that I was alone, so it came with me.

Hmm, that was an excuse I couldn't do it while I was at it.

Cayone is an uncalled honorary student, and I know Prince Atl is a royal of another country for the time being, so I didn't have to say anything while he suspected me, but I would definitely have been preached on my own.

Everyday is important. I'll do my best.

"I understand that the prince is a little pathetic... but I don't understand why you would think to duel Kaoruhei"

"Mm-hmm. I don't know much about the Demons for a long time."

Aoi, who sits opposite me, and Rouge, who sits on the floor in front of the bathroom in the mountains, have cast their doubts on me.

"... I, well, I don't know"

I've noticed a blur since I was listening to Cayone.

It's the difference in scale between royalty and civilians and the difference in position and relationships that makes me and my prince somewhere alike.

That I lost my mother early or that I have a good brother.

A frustration that only deals with fights and is not recognized around.

Sadness that doesn't let you see who you really are, flirting with rumors and reputations that don't come with reality.

Of course, I know all of that is incomparable and harder on the Prince's body.

But the sympathy that I felt even with just a scratch.

That wraps up a vortex of dark emotions in me that's hard to say.

"Kaoruhei-san"

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong with you? Bo."

Jaja, who was sometime moving over Aoi's lap, seemed to enjoy playing with Nana and the duck toys.

He seemed so thoughtful that he didn't realize it.

Aoi looked worried about me like that.

"Kaoruhei, I don't recommend adding palms and minds to what they say is a duel. Excuse me."

Rouge stared me straight in the face and told me with strong light eyes.

"Ah, oh. I know, I know."

Palm?

Hmm, asshole.

"... you're talking about Kaoruhei, so you're sympathetic to the prince's story, and you're thinking about what to do with it?

"... well, it's pathetic, and I don't hate guys who fight and sell for their pride"

It's troublesome though.

It's a hundred times better than the ones who want to raise their names, boast of their power, and attack them for those lopsided reasons.

If I may say so in past experience, a type like Prince Atl is one that will convince you on its own if you slap him head-on. Is it weird to say that it's easy for me to stay away from the aftermath?

"Mmm, you don't mean sympathy. This."

"So what's bothering you?

"You look scared. I don't want you to look at that face outside if you can. Because the kids are scared."

Hey, Rouge, you don't need any last info.

"Mmm."

Looking up at the bathroom ceiling, I recall once again Cayone's spoken of Prince Atl's past.

I lost my mother early and my father was too busy to mind. On top of that, he leaves his parents because of his natural physique, forcing one lonely and long nursing life.

I can't remember expectations that are too much to go down on myself. I try my best to respond to it, but it doesn't come to fruition because of my natural physique.

The little pride (pride) I finally got also writes it all off with a word from my father I haven't seen in a long time.

Well, that's tragic.

There seems to be some other situation, but I don't have to know that Cayone didn't tell you.

I can fully understand why Prince Atl would be infidel and now twisted in character, even if the only information I know.

Ojan was gently pushed aside by his father, who wanted him to acknowledge the accomplishments he had worked hard and even grabbed.

Yeah. That's Grey.

Even I'm going to break my heart. Well, I don't have that feat and that.

But now Prince Atl's attitude is unconvincing.

I do know that Cayone's words and attitudes may be bad.

But every step of her way against the prince is a reversal of her preference for who saw it.

I don't know anything. You might think it's evil coming from disgust if you look at it from someone else, but even I know a little bit about the situation. There's no way Prince Atl, a childhood trainer, won't notice.

Then why does the prince take such an attitude towards Cayone?

I can see that.

I get angry at all, I get it.

Whatever it is, it's exactly like me one day.

Because it's the same as the past I've been passing.

I mean, the emotion I had with Prince Atl was homophobia.

Long ago, that's when he was really a kid. He couldn't see me, and he couldn't stay.

When my mother was still alive.

When Shohei was so small that she couldn't speak well.

Back then, my father was too busy with his work to deal with me.

I was with her when she fell.

That's why I can guess.

The prince is trying to 'dare' throw Cayone away.

There's nothing I can do about twisting and twisting, making up in me a fucking reason that sounds like 'it's best for them to stay away from me' and realizing it's wrong, but I can't pull it off, and I believe it's the right rotten asshole feeling to keep trying to be mean without tension.

The extreme of humility.

It's nasty, it's a throwaway bowl, there's enough for fools, that state.

"Kaoruhei-san... Could you be angry?

Kaoruhei, calm down.

You look scared like that?

Well, I'm not in a very good mood.

"Ah?

"Huh?

The twins figured it out, too, moving their little feathers around and swimming to me.

Yes, these sisters.

You can't walk, you can't stand, you can swim.

Skillfully move the little blue feathers on your back and the thick, short tails on your buttocks. He moves his hands and draws water.

Name it! Doggie again, "Dragon Kaki"!

It is also the most powerful swimming method that looks adorable!

"Nothing! Here!

"Ah! Damn!"

"Ahhh!

When I take it with my chest and hug it, Jaja and Nana laugh out loud that looks fun.

Yeah. Right.

The duel with Prince Atl is for the twins.

Then I will not tolerate any clue.

"... one shot, punch as much as you want, it might be refreshing"

"Yes?"

Kaoruhei?

My words, whining potpourrily, have not reached Aoi and Rouge.

"Ah."

"Huh."

Just two girls in my chest nodded in my voice.