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

"Don't worry about it. It's like this. It's a consistent dependency obligation."

I stood in the kitchen, hiding the lights.

Because if Angelica looked at me any further, it was going to be a crumbling weird air.

It's the only way out.

When I shook my head with a boom and sprinkled my troubles, I started preparing for breakfast.

It was Japanese-style at night, and now let's go western.

wieners from the refrigerator and remove frozen chicken.

Throw it into the microwave, interrupted by Angelica following me around like a cat.

Though I cook a few minutes of stuff, I even put milk on the bread and salad, so I guess it's enough.

"Wow. Today's is similar to the food from that country."

"Just fine. Teaching Using the Microwave"

Explain the range and refrigerator to the proper Angelica.

Heat the ingredients in front of you and show them by demonstrating as well.

In the beginning, he had his neck hanging, but eventually he seemed convinced, "Is this the world's artifact?"

"I'll make more, so it's Ange's lunch for the rest. Okay? Just stick it in this box, like I told you, and you push the button and it'll warm you up."

There's a hotline out there where animals die in minutes, so be careful not to let them in except for food.

Angelica then said,

"A hotline with dragon braces in a box like this......!?

Zazu, lagged behind.

"Hawawa... in the toilet where you spit water braces, the cookbox where the murder beam comes out... you grew up in this environment so your father could be the strongest brave man..."

With a mixed look of fear and respect, I lay the plates and cups on the table.

"I got it."

The two of us sat across from each other, and when you had it, you shouted.

Also, a lively meal begins.

Well.

I hope you will accept the Japanese rice cake.

Observe Angelica somewhat as she cheeks her bread.

"Mmm. Soft."

It's a mellow smile. Apparently, he liked it.

I think he's doing well with his parents and kids inside.

"Delicious?

Angelica shakes her head vertically. Cute.

"Father, be gentle. I knew I wanted to be your wife."

It sends a demonic stream. Stop it.

Oh, my God, when a person enters father mode.

Even though I feel like I'm upset, I finish eating.

When I cleared the dishes quickly, I went into the task of getting familiar.

It is nail clipper.

Although I work part-time, I work at a restaurant.

This kind of hygiene part is noted loudly by the manager.

A man's long hair is out, and his beard shouldn't be stretched out.

To my fingertips, I said, "You've been making a good deep nail, haven't you?" is checked daily.

It is troublesome inside, though to avoid food poisoning.

I carefully pinch the tip of my nails with a blade, making a sound and cutting.

Till the white part of the tip is completely gone is a guide.

Smooth the incision using a yasle attached to the nail cut for the finish.

How does Angelica feel when she looks at me now? I get a little worried.

I'm taking care of my fingertips nervously on my man habits, disgusting! I hope they don't think so.

Here, and steal from the side.

Angelica's reaction to the matter was,

"... Um. Deep clawed means, you can expect it tonight...?

She was just an exasperated female cat. I was worried. I'm sorry about everything.

No wonder this guy used to do sacred witches with this.

Maybe he came to me because he realized he wasn't going to be able to do it.

I had a chat with Angelica, thinking about something that didn't matter.

Teach them Japanese knowledge or tell them not to go out until they have local clothes ready.

As far as ghost disturbances are concerned, when we have time, we can both take to find out (although they refused with tears).

Oh, my God.

I'm having a little fun because I'm talking to a young lad.

Anyway, I'm fine. Kerakera laughs at me with a crappy joke. I'm going to give you a body touch.

I'm starting to understand what it's like to be a bunch of people in a cabbage, for Christ's sake.

I didn't know it would work so well to be called "Oo-san" by an upper-middler.

"Auntie, auntie, auntie, auntie"

"You don't have to repeat that because I look happy."

While I was doing that, it was 8: 30.

Today's part-time shift is from 9: 00 a.m. to 3: 00 p.m.

Unfortunately, it's time to leave the house.

"I have to go now. I have work to do."

"Uh, please, don't worry. Fine. No one."

"It's my job. You know what I mean."

"Mmm. You can't help it.... right? How dare your father, he's a former brave man? I'm sure everyone needs you, you're doing a fine job!

"Oh, whoa. It's a fucked up job title that involves the backbone of society!

"Wow!"

Are you a military man? Are you a doctor? Or the king?

I can honestly tell Angelica that I'm doing the lower end of the ramen shop, which makes her eyes shine. It wasn't me.

"It is handed down by a four-thousand-year-old state and uses technology as an assistant to craftsmen who support people's life activities"

etc., and clouds words using non-lying but exaggerated expressions.

"I knew your father was a great man over here too...!

"... you have language comprehension skills, don't you? I need you to read some books around here while I'm away."

"Yes!"

Angelica nods cocky.

When I do this kind of trick, the child part comes forward and smiles more than the woman.

I overwhelmingly wanted to stroke my head, but I heard he was an uncle who didn't like to actually do it.

I guess skinship is out except when it comes from a woman.

I don't think so.

"I also have to thank you for sensing me. I'll get you some clothes and some food."

So all I can do is act like a typical Japanese dad who expresses his affection with a souvenir.

Don't let them wear fancy costumes all the time.

It's like some kind of horny arranged wedding dress, and I'm not comfortable.

"Please come back soon"

"I will."

I said exactly what I wanted to tell you, so I'm heading to the front door.

Put your foot through your shoes with cancer and get in the mood.

Utter. Today, at least, I'll make sure you only break up to three plates.

No, it's the clerk's own thought, but he's actually right, so there's nothing I can do.

... I need to find another job soon.

When I finished tying my shoelaces in a dark mood, Angelica sat next to me.

"Ange?"

I can't turn around, my unintentional mouth flies.

The damp sound of chubby.

The place is cheeky, but if it works, it sticks.

"Here you go, old man."

Oh.

I won't break a single plate today.

Good luck. One day we'll have our own shop and build a house in first class.

My brain was simply made, and I left my home in the mood for lunch.