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A tall, ear-splitting sound interrupts the deep sinking consciousness.

Oh, is today starting again? I would have woken myself out of bed that I usually had no choice but to base myself on such a billion-dollar feeling.

But not this day. I've been waiting for the day. From today on, you can live with hobbies like regular high school students.

Get up quickly and gently tap the alarm clock to restore silence to the room. Then wash your face and brush your teeth. Usually takes half an hour lightly to get this far, but it's so light today, I'm done in 10 minutes.

I still have a little more time before my mother gives me a voice for breakfast. In a different order than usual, I decided to take my feet to the sink again and fix my sleeping habits with my hair dryer in my hand.

Standing in front of the mirror table, your body enters into view. There is no extra meat at all, thanks to the tear-free workout. Because the original is thin, the muscles - more than necessary - are on, but wearing clothes only makes me look like a regular high school student. Of course the difference is obvious if you take off your clothes, but you don't have the same sexuality to take them off in public. And there are wounds all over my body from my previous training. She wouldn't even be able to make friends if she saw something like this. This is the head of something you have to strive to hide in order to have a normal high school life.

When I look at the wounds all over my body, the old wounds remind me of my previous strenuous training, and the brand new wounds remind me of yesterday's simulated battle.

Speaking of mock warfare yesterday... the more my father thought...

"Soichiro, were you awake already"

Blonde hair dandism macho, commonly known as Army Gorilla, comes to shave one hand so as to block the thought.

"Morning, Dad. Have you had enough of yesterday's wounds?

"Oh... I'm enjoying yesterday's mock fight for real, but, well, there's no obstacle to everyday life. You... you don't seem to have to worry."

My father laughs lightly like he has something in him all the time. Well, I'm sure he's not hurt a lot, but even if he was poking blades and guns at his son, wouldn't he be punished for worrying about it for a little while?

"Surprisingly. My dad didn't seem to be in the mood yesterday either, so I don't know if I'll do it again."

"Ha ha, have I got enough room to even joke? No, no, that's a good thing."

No, I'm not kidding. I mean it. I don't think I was out of hand in that situation because of my father's personality, but I still don't think it was in the book. I haven't had a serious arrangement in a while, but I should have been more responsive.

But when my father cut this story up early, he told me something important with a very light knoll with a win-win and a jawbeard.

"Dad is leaving Japan again for a while at work from today. Until then, you will protect this house. Well, I don't think there's anyone in Japan who can beat you right now."

No, that's not true. Because I'm not that invincible. I do think if you carry a gun or knife, you won't lose first, because if you fight a professional militant or something with your round hips, you'll probably lose.

"No, there's a lot of guys stronger than me."

"Hmm, that attitude I'm not proud of while I have the power, apparently I really don't have anything to teach you."

No, put your arms around me and say "Hmm" or something. Don't be convinced by yourself. Well, better than that.

"I don't think it's too much trouble leaving your mother alone, so come home soon enough, okay?

"Oh, I'll be back before Yukiko runs wild."

Yukiko is the wife of this gorilla, or my mother. Unlike this foreign gorilla, my purely domestic mother is my good understanding in this house. But such a mother also has her faults. I don't know what I like so much about this gorilla, Mother is perfect for Father as long as she has time. That love seems excessive from my son's point of view, and when my father travels overseas for about a month, it's a lot of loneliness.

"You, Chief. Dinner."

Whoa, that's the time. But yes, is my father leaving Japan? I have to pay attention to my mother.

"You, Chief."

Oops.

"Yes, I'm coming."

When I fix my sleeping habits, I head straight to the prepared living room for breakfast.

"Good morning, General."

A long, black-haired, white-white beauty cries out to me. They may say it's sweet against my own mother, but I think my mother is beautiful even without a glance. She gave birth to me at the age of 18, so now she's 35, but most men in town look back when my mother walks by, and I still hear stories of people calling me from the scouts. I wonder why such a beauty is such a gorilla, but on a boulder. Is that an extra favor?

Besides, my appearance - except for the color of my hair - tells my mother that my physical abilities are similar to those of my father, so I can also say that I am very blessed as a crystal of love for a couple.

"Morning, Mom."

When I greeted my mother back, a little girl who was preparing breakfast beside her mother then called out.

"Morning, brother"

This little, adorable angel is my beloved sister, Rururu Fujido. The same salacious blonde hair looks down on the clap she looks back at. The little angel, who is in third grade this year, stares at me with crisp, round eyes. Seriously, angel. They've been getting love letters from someone almost every day lately, but they're definitely not going to give Rugi to anyone.

"Morning Ruru, thank you again today"

"Eh heh, I wanted your brother and father to eat, and I did my best today"

What is this creature? You're too cute. But it's hard to believe that this angel's love spear contains anything but me. I'm not gonna admit who that father is.

"Oh, just Ruki-chan"

A beautiful witch stares at me, twisting her body with Kunechne in a stubborn tone. Don't let your sister burn you against me. Well, this is communication of this stream, too. You're not serious... you're not serious, are you?

"Thank you too, Mother. I'm always grateful."

"Ugh, you're welcome. Let's eat."

And she said to her mother, who was giving her all the air, "Oh, what about my dad?" When in doubt, his father appeared nuzzled from behind and sat down in his chair in a flowing motion.

- Yeah, I'm freaking out.

You were completely out of sight right now. Plus, I'm sorry, but that face you did someplace. Totally fucked up. Something about yesterday. Pure combat has gained me some confidence, but I don't feel I can beat my father at all when it comes to hidden shapes. If yesterday's mock fight was an ambush or whatever battle, I would certainly be the one losing.

"What's wrong, Soichiro, eating puff - don't you?

You bastard......

"I'll eat it, I'll have it"

I finished my meal. My sister and I leave the house at the same time. My father usually leaves at the same time, but he's still at home because he said he's traveling today. Besides, I guess that recoil is coming by now because I wouldn't have been able to give my mother much credit for hanging out with my girlfriend last night. Come on, Dad.

My house is in a despicable place a little into the mountains. Why did you build a house in such a place, well... it wouldn't be hard to imagine given the hell you've been subjected to by your father.

But there is certainly harm in that. As soon as it's my foot, it'll take about half an hour for Rugged Foot to reach an area of the school. Always with me when I go to school for that reason. When I come back, it's our iron code to go home with my mother, who picked me up on the way home. It would be tough if a pervert caught me. It may seem like both a parent idiot and a sister idiot, but by no means is this an over the top story.

When Rugi was in second grade. Rugi was home from school by himself by then, but he had been called out by a pervert along the way and was about to be kidnapped. Fortunately, rugged could not be harmed by other adults who were suspicious contacting the police right away, but since then we have decided to exercise utmost vigilance in sending Rugged's school back and forth at home.

The pervert was immediately used by the police, but he was attacked by a pair of mysterious men during the escort to the detention center and half-killed. It's a totally scary world.

For that reason, I am now attending school with Rugge in my hand. I'll say no, but it's from my sister who's been holding hands. Well, I do admit I gripped it back with gassilli, and I admit it's stretching under my nose, but what I'm trying to say is that this is not a one-sided affection. The look on Rugged's face, holding hands to the evidence, seems very happy. The aunts I always meet on the way to school also look warmly at me.

Whoa, I always came to the place where that aunt was while I was thinking. And I'll be there today, naturally. I always wonder if those aunts who are always there every morning at that hour are also on any mission? If I said it looked like Villager A in the game, would I be able to clean it up? I won't tell you.

And when you meet such aunts, your sister is an angel who greets you indispensably every day. I do not accept objections.

"Good morning, Oba"

"Oh Ruki-chan, good morning. You're still holding your brother's hand today. That's great."

... I can't solve it.