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

We decided to leave in front of the station.

Changing the place will change your mood.

Or change it. Please.

Even though he was bowing his head, Angelica just lost her mouth count.

"I'm sorry. I don't know, but you pissed me off, didn't you? Make it noisy, like always."

"I'm not angry."

"Then what is it?"

"Wah, kah, rah, no!

You're Park Min-jin as rumored! and Angelica roughed up her voice.

"Your father is a genius who makes himself crude, isn't he?

"You wouldn't have acted like a brave man if you weren't of that character."

"I've already made up my mind. I'll stay with you no matter what your father says or doesn't like you. I will also take care of old age. I'm not marrying anywhere."

Why, I move on with confusion.

Would you have walked like that for an hour and a half?

As I sensed going around in front of the station, I was coming to the standing street of a business hotel at some point.

In the meantime, Angelica is almost silent. Mm-hmm. Making a swollen face.

"When the store opens, let's shop somewhere"

……

"Is there something you want me to buy?"

"... nothing."

My face and voice are angry, but my arms are so tangled up.

He's pushing his chest against his arms. It's getting closer than just now, this.

A woman's heart is a mystery.

I hope the system message tells you how fond you are and how mentally ill you are.

They don't tell me anything when it matters.

There will be no personality in the first place, and they are not concerned.

"Hey, shall we talk serious then? Ghosts, ghosts, specters.

"... but not at all"

"Right. I wonder where he's lurking."

"Ah," Angelica raised her voice as I put my hand on my chin and contemplated.

"What's up?

"That's cute. I want to go in there."

Did you even find it in the sweet shop?

With such pastoral thoughts, he turned his face to those whom Angelica pointed.

At the tip of the thin index finger is an inorganic landscape.

A group of gray buildings. Pumped parking lot. Pink castle.

When it comes to what a girl describes as "cute" in this......

That's right.

A fancy building with a peach roof, floating from the gray township.

A medieval castle and the look of contemporary architecture.

Angelica's fingers lock it on no matter where she sees it from.

"That roof is cute. I'd like to go. Haha, but - I'm not mad at you, Dad. I'm tired of walking while I'm sensing."

Look through the sign standing next to the castle.

Fashion Hotel, Amarillis.

3,560 yen for six hours between 6: 00 and 9: 00 on weekdays of service time. From two people.

"Is this where you take a break? Just fine, and why don't you take a break? Hey, hey. Let's get some rest and make up. - Hey....... hey, why are you such a face suffering from a major crime?

You know, Ange.

Because you don't know, you must be so hella.

This is called a Love Hotel.

You can't have a teenage girl pointing a finger at you like this while you're bright.

Besides, my uncle and I, with our arms tangled.

I gave it an atmosphere like accompanied attendance, in this situation!

"Ohh. Let's play here."

"Anywhere else, anything. I'll take you to the amusement park. So just stop here!

"Why is that? Isn't that nice? - Dad."

"I'm not gonna call you that in front of that hotel!? Why did you suddenly call me Dad!?

"What, I thought this one would be better or more successful. Are you not comfortable with being called Dad?

I pulled Angelica's hand in a panic and left the scene with all my might.

Confirming on the smartphone, the time was around ten o'clock. It fits when most shops open.

"Shall we go to the bookstore? I have a chair, too, so you can rest."

Speak up to Angelica, who seems to have completely fixed my mood.

"Book? Are you okay? It's a fancy product."

"This way, the paper is not precious."

When I came back to Japan, the first thing I did was gather information.

What happened between 2000 and 2017? What is happening to common sense today?

I can't wait to know that.

Angelica must have felt the same way.

"You care a lot, don't you? About this one. If you have a book that will help you, buy it."

"That's the experience of a different world summons. You know."

I have a lot of books in my room, but I don't know if I can meet the needs of Angelica, who's almost medieval.

You should have filled only seventeen years of knowledge. In me and Angelica, who has to close the gap for hundreds of years, the necessary books would be different.

I also thought about letting you study online, but it's going to have a negative impact.

If it's Ange's personality, I'll search for videos that are absolutely weird.

I don't even want to see the image folder on my computer.

So book.

"It's an unusual country that books are cheap. Does the paper come down like snow?

"I don't know enough about the development of printing technology. Let's go anyway. You might be able to look into that."

Go down the road with Angelica.

Cross the intersection and exit onto a road a little off the boulevard.

"You haven't lost a lot of people?

"The store I'm going to is called a hole."

What I'm about to go to is not that big of a store.

This is a rare, privately owned old bookstore, also known as the Otsuki (Otsuki) old bookstore.

I like it because it has a lot of digging and the price is affordable.

Even the interior is a good hobby, and I wonder if Angelica would like it.

When I had such a pleasant imagination, I had the feeling of giving water.

Suddenly Angelica stopped and pulled my sleeve hard.

"Looks like he's here."

I wonder what it is.

"It's incredibly evil, this"

"Did you have a destiny?"

Angelica, who sweats cold, has no plain brightness.

"... this feeling, it's so disgusting. I wonder what it is. I don't think boiling the devil would do this."

"Where are you?

Over there, Angelica gives away a shop that is a trembling finger.

That was just where I was headed now.

Yes, it's an ancient bookstore in Otsuki.

"You're lying."

I found it, the hole. My hideout. My healing.

There, there's enough demons lurking to get caught up in sensing skills.

"Are you sure?"

Yeah, and Angelica nods.

"It's a little different from the signs of a spiritual body... but I don't think we can let go of all the vices we've had so far"

"... even if it's not a ghost, it could be the killer."

"You have a line manipulating the Necromancer with a suspicious technique."

I didn't want to think about it.

That bookstore is doing me so much good.

I'm the odd customer who wants to know all about Heisei's history for some reason.

He picked up a variety of books for such special needs.

"... really, is it over there"

I feel the power coming out of my whole body.

"Let's go"

Angelica urges me to proceed in ghostly footsteps.

Every step you take, your body cools down.

The Osamu Old Bookstore is a discreet store built by renovating parts of your home.

The owner is a good aunt, and her only daughter, Ayako Ayako, also helps the store from time to time.

It's a small bookstore in the city, where my mother and daughter are gently leaning in and protecting me.

Probably not looking for profit.

The store owner's husband is a college professor, so he can eat enough out of his husband's money.

He joked and laughed that our people were just lining up books they stopped reading.

I guess it's a hobby shop.

The little girl's shop has the kind of cuteness that is done on an adult scale.

Someone broke such a warm place.

- I can't forgive you.

I set foot in the store, driven by rage.

"... Welcome... Mr. Neutral. Long time no see, sir."

The scent of a drop of flowers in the smell of old paper.

This pompous way of talking, Ayako.

Right, are you still doing the store today? It sucks. How could you do this at a time like this?

I'm on winter break, and it was possible. But I didn't want to think about it.

"Another book on Heisei History, your mother bought it."

Ayako chuckles, the thinner she is about to fall.

Beneath the forehead covering the eye area, unexpectedly large eyes are hidden.

There is a swell under the apron that makes me wonder if the style is good for that, but not now.

Father, it's this girl.

Angelica comes in ear punching.

... what.

This 17-year-old bookstore clerk who can't even look people in the eye - like he boiled the devil, has evil in him?

"That's not true. It's a mistake."

"But sensing is responding to that guy! What the hell is this! I feel like I'm human, but I'm not!

That kid...?

and the predetermined Whisper Voice, Ayako has also expressed interest in Angelica.

If only foreigners were to make a scene in the store, it would be impossible.

"Father, quickly appraise me."

"... but..."

"Come on! I'll preemptively attack that kid with magic!

"... ok"

With a trembling voice, I murmured "Status Open".

A longitudinal window is displayed that you have never seen before.

There's enough scroll bars on the side.

That's all the remarks section is about.

You have to let me know in a long sentence that you have a threat.

Are you still the main perpetrator of the ghost riot?

[Name] Ayako Otsuki

[Level] 1

[Class] Girls High School Students and Bookstores

[HP] 50

[MP] 0

[Attack] 40

[Defense] 40

[Agile] 40

[Magic attack] 0

[Magic Defense] 60

[Skills] Fazacon (Madness)

[Remarks] Girl who likes books. Almost non-combatant and harmless.

However, the interior was broken, and until last year I had one thought for my real father.

I never revealed it to anyone because I understood that was an unacceptable love.

He is now the subject of a new thought because he met Keisuke Neutral, who is now two melons with his father when he was young.

My favorite paranoia these days is that Keisuke's bearded, jolly jaw is used as a dirt rub to wash her body.

One day Keisuke will have sequelae. I dream of serving the medicine and snubbing it.

Yesterday it also ravaged Keisuke with immoral imagination, the contents of which are as follows:

'Aha. Keisuke, your father is a bad person who will coffen his daughter.

You know this shouldn't happen, but you're looking at me as a woman?

Fine. Get your hands on the minors and get disciplined?

It's okay, Keisuke, because your father would look great in the social section of the paper.

I'll cut it out and save it.

Then I'll paste my photo next door and make a love-to-shot of my parents and kids.

There you go, there you go! Discipline, dismissal, court painting!

Because I'll collect all the courtroom paintings your father drew and make my own wallpaper!

Then you can feel your father in jail, even in your house.

When I get out of town, I'll put you on the spot.

If you're a father who can't get a decent job with an exam attached, you can rest assured no one else in the lady will come by.

So hurry up and relate to me, get arrested! Father, Father, Father, My Keisuke, Father. '

While closing the window, it collapses.

What's so harmless about this?