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

There is a loud whistle in the midst of a ragged mess.

Its sound, which rocks the core of the body, sounds as far and far away as if to further warm the heat of the buzz.

So you can't help but be so excited about me!

"Whoa... awesome!

"Don't be embarrassed, brother."

Horse deer, what are you talking about, Shohei!

The Fast Demon Railway (Mana Rail) is not yet deployed in Japan!?

He said, "I'm just gonna take a picture, so I'm gonna take a good one."

"I don't know what it means to be shouldered."

It's just crying. What's wrong with her?

You can't help it, can you?

Because this crowd doesn't even see my tracks at my height!

One, one is fine, Shohei-kun!

We only have smartphones and digital cameras.

At that moment the fast demon guide railway (mana rail) slows down to enter the home.

Because that's the only good opportunity to take the vehicle's 'face' without bracing it!

Looks like the people in the line in front of us are thinking the same thing, and they're sipping the moment now and now as they capture the other side of the fence-separated tracks in the finder.

Damn, they're bees.

They call it shooting iron.

We're in the back row, far from the fence.

It is about 10 meters from the front row.

The front row had tripods, rough plates and exposure meters, people who looked professional.

Something terrible is complaining from around me with a stepladder.

Still, I'll only admit my guts that I'll never back down, but honestly annoying.

I can't see you, you idiot.

Because of that, a family like us got chased into the back row, and this is how you work with the kids on your shoulders.

Ah, the deer father next door.

It's tough.

Huh?

Your son, are you only five years old?

At that size?

Shh.

"Ugh, everybody's watching."

"I'm fine. Everybody look at the tracks better than you."

"That's not true. It's just me. A kid this big and shouldered. Remarkable."

It's my fault. It's my fault.

"Kaoruhei, I want to shoulder Shohei too"

Summer and full bloom no matter how you say jeans on the tank top! Rouge pulls the hem of my T-shirt.

"Oh? Will it change?

"No, I don't like it! I hate being shouldered by a woman!

Shohei shows his willingness to protest by slapping me in the head with a gong.

Ha, there's nothing to be ashamed of, Shohei.

All right, all right.

I won't give it to Rouge.

I won't give it to you, so it's time to stop. Don't slap me.

Brother, it hurts a little serious.

We are now at the High-speed Demon Railway (Manarail) station in the middle of the heart of the Dylan King's capital.

Tourists, company employees on their way to work, people dressed like Dylan's peculiar legal suits are busy with a lot of people anyway.

Entering the station are regular trains, railroads, and trams (trams) seen in Intella, with a wide variety of user layers and destinations.

Our aim is the high-speed demon railway (Mana Rail) that Miyama should be riding on.

Meet me in front of this station in front of a statue of a golden sea dragon.

By the way, the twins and Aoi are leaving messages.

The twins were taking a nap.

The high-speed demon railway (Manarail) departs from Dylan here and runs to Francion, the great power in the central part of the Ball Continent.

It seems that the test is still in operation and only this one route is still laid.

There are also a limited number of passengers who can ride, well limited to the wealthy.

Tickets are so expensive that our eyeballs pop up lightly that we can't get our hands on them first.

Dad in Mikuma, he works for a fairly famous trading company in the world, and his tickets fall off at company expense.

Good.

I want to ride, too.

I envy you.

"Brother, I'm here."

"Whoa! Shohei, I asked you!

If I was driven by jealousy, it would be that time already!

Hey, I'm excited.

"Ha, already. I'm really a kid in these places."

Exhaling a frightened breath over my head, Shohei set up a digital camera.

All right, me too ----------.

"Whew!"

What the fuck!? Getting pushed!?

"Kaoruhei, something came from behind more people"

Damn, this soft feel and good smell! Is that Rouge sticking to your back?

Oh, it would be tough if you stuck to your chest like that!

No, there's still people behind us!?

"Whoa, whoa, don't push it!

"Wow, brother, don't shake it!

Well, even I was pushed to say that!

"Mm-hmm. Painful. I can jump with Kaoruhei and Shohei. Jump out?

No, no, no!

If we do that in the current crowd, people will fall into an avalanche for as long as we fall out!?

"Brother, say you're scared!

"Hold on tight!

"Mmm. It's painful"

What!

Rouge, you're holding my belly all you want!?

Hey, breathe! I can't!

"Wow!

Shohei! Don't hide your brother's face!

I can't see the front!

"Guaaaaa!"

Mr. Rouge, stop! Please, weaken it!

Because my ribs started making weird noises!

Ha, help!!

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"So, Kaoruhei-kun, are you so sloppy?

"Oh......"

I scratched desperately through that mayhem and managed to rendezvous with Mikuma in front of the Golden Sea Dragon statue nestled with Don in front of the station.

"Phew. That was amazing."

"Mm-hmm. I'm a little drunk on people"

Shohei and Rouge are resting their bodies with their butts on curbs laid loosely around the statue of the sea dragon.

I don't know you guys.

The last two of you strangled me.

Shohei has thighs and Rouge has arms. I thought you might die!!

"Mmm! Gohon!"

Behind Mikuma, there's a man in a suit who coughs like an attitude.

"… Evening. My mother and I are going to the hotel. Are you okay on your own?

"Yeah. It's okay, Dad"

Biscuit determined travel style.

The businessman-style person who can do Japan is Miyakuma's father.

Even though he looks in the same suit, he has a completely different impression with our father.

Something about it, my father feels rough.

I mean, I'm supposed to be older than my father, but I'm oddly young.

I believe you even when they say you're in your 30s.

Mikuma's father feels like an elite.

"Ah, Father. It's okay. Yukino-san said that we are --------"

"I don't have a clue what your stepfather would say to you!?

Hino!

Awesome sword screen!

I can't believe I'm being pressured by just one of the fifteen runaways!

"If you're on a camping trip in the meantime, I'm still not expecting to see you abroad... abominable"

Whoa......

You hate me.

"Okay! In the black of my eyes, my daughter would never do it! Try your hand at least a little! Come with the rope and I'll kick you off the top of Mount Fuji!

"Ha, yes!

"I can't hear you!?

"I'm ordering the liver!

Seriously, I'm scared!

This fear is tattered with the pressure of Aoi's mother, Yur!

One more thing, my trauma's gonna increase!

"No more! Father, come on! Don't worry, even Mr. Rouge and Aoi are here!

"But Yukino! I knew your father was worried about letting his daughter stay two nights in an exotic land!? I don't feel like it anymore if anything happens --------"

Ugh, yeah.

I know how that feels.

If Jaja and Nana go somewhere in a land I don't even know about, I'm worried and I'm going to figure it out.

"Mother! Don't laugh. Do something about your father!

Mikuma asked for help from a woman laughing happily behind her father.

She looks like a long, dark haired, decoy beauty who feels that Mikuma has grown correctly.

That, including your chest growth rate.

"Ugh, that's not good, Yuena. You rarely see your father like this, do you?

This one looks very young, and I don't suppose anyone would think that standing alongside Mikuma would be a parent or child.

They're like sisters.

"Uh, Wind Waiting?

"Yes!

Your mother suddenly calls me by my name, and I rush to correct my posture.

Actually, I can be worse at this guy than your dad.

Mikuma's mother snuck up to me, approaching her ear and zeroing her bosom.

"----If you want to have proper contraception, you can do whatever you want, okay?

White!?

Hey, what are you talking about this guy!?

"Ha, yes no!?

While catching my body trying to escape too many words, Mikuma's mother took something out of her shoulder bag.

"Ugh, use this. Though I'm sorry to bother you with our descent"

That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna screw that thing in my jeans ass pocket, Mizo's mother.

Hey, what is it?

What do you mean, you let him in invisible, something that wouldn't work if your father saw you?

I'll take it out of my pocket so Dad won't find me.

What is this?

Vinyl touch that fits perfectly in the palm of your hand.

Marginalized by a gizzard. Is that wrapped?

Ring-shaped exuberance in the center of the wrap......?

".................. Buh!

You idiot!

I don't really want to say anything bad about a woman, but you're a real idiot!

I mean, we just said back off!?

"You don't have it, do you, because you look like a wife to the wind? No? Because it's etiquette."

No, I'm not planning on using it!

I don't know, I have an oak! Jaja! Nana!

I haven't returned a clear reply to Mikuma yet!

Oh, no!

My parents in Mikuma explained that Aoi and I are related!

"Whether you use it or not, keep it, okay?

"Become! Ha!? What!?"

"Promise Oba. Hey?"

"Ha, ha."

You're supposed to be laughing, but I feel the pressure of a different mystery in the vector than your father.

Yay, I knew this guy... I'm not good at it...