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

Countless, books.

There are even reference books, focusing on those dealing with near-modern history.

Inside, tourist guides and even textbooks were mixed up.

That's as much of a mismatch as if you had cut space and switched it to an international student's room.

Obviously floating as possessions of elderly single men.

"I bought it at the Otsuki Bookstore."

They were responding to my orders over there, and they frequently arrived with books of this hand.

Yes, there are plenty of books perfect for people who have just arrived in Japan to gather local knowledge.

Besides, the price is becoming affordable.

"Nevertheless, did you even learn how to use this one's currency?... Oh, maybe this grandfather still had his breath when he was transferred. You taught me."

"Uh, father?

I can't swallow the situation at all, but Angelica says.

He looks baffled and distances himself from the body.

It's harsh to tell such a scared daughter, but I just have to say.

"... As I said before, the earth has no spiritual body. When I was summoned to another world, it was immediately taught. Yet now, the city is springing with ghosts. That's crazy, isn't it? Then where are you from? There's only another world."

"Did you come from the same world as me?

"Same or nothing. I'm here at the same time."

Trying to send something to another world demands uninterrupted energy.

We must assemble a number of high-ranking clerics to organize a complex surgical ceremony. It's a terrible and cumbersome task that requires both money and personnel.

"If you're sending in more than one thing, you should do it at a time"

Angelica's, she tells as she stares into the shaky green eyes.

"The priests let you transfer here with plenty of spiritual possession. This will send you and the bad spirits in one go."

"... is that a lie?

From Angelica's face, blood draws away.

A face as straight as a doll looks even more artificial when blued.

"That is."

After a beat, I say.

"Ange, it's you. You're the ghost of a white woman who's been witnessed in our apartment the past week."

"It makes a lot of sense..."

"You were sent to Japan about a week earlier than you think. The first few days must have been manipulated by completely possessed spirits."

Except it was the room next to mine that was transferred.

Even just about a few meters of error, that takes the form of "another person's residence" in a narrow Japanese housing situation.

in a room where a lonely old man lived alone, only waiting to die.

If Angelica suddenly appeared in such a place, it would be like an angel had descended.

I must have been able to extract as much Japanese information as I could by just being the person to talk to.

but on the way, that source died.

Or maybe Angelica was already dead when she came.

Either way, it became necessary to purchase Japanese knowledge by other means than listening to it from the old man.

Inevitably, he switched to a policy of self-learning.

In the beginning, I guess I walked out in the costume of the Holy Witch, to create a suspicious conversation.

Eventually he gained the wisdom of borrowing the old man's money and clothes, to the point of buying a book in a bookstore.

The evil spirits use Angelica's flesh to acquire the knowledge of the seeming modern Japan.

"I guess I woke up here for a few days and also took a shower. It's a room where the stench of death grows stronger, it's natural to think about taking the stench away. So Ange's hair smelled good from the start. Unless it's a modern Japanese shampoo, there's an unlikely, scientific scent. Using incense and soap from other worlds doesn't smell like that."

After that, Angelica regained the initiative of the flesh, although she seemed unconscious, such as the smell of her own hair.

It's like being washed of your head on your own while you were asleep, and if you wake up, you're exotic, and I'm back.

Even if I had noticed, I would have had a very low priority, such as the smell of my own hair.

What if I'm summoned to another world and I smell a different shampoo from my own hair?

There's a lot more important than that.

Ignore.

"... it's all speculation, isn't it?

"Sort of. But the situation is exactly the same, when I did it."

"Your father?

"This method of warfare was conceived over there by me and the Chief Cleric. Capture the prisoner and possess the hand-minded spirit body. Take the right to manipulate the flesh and then return it to the enemy land. All you have to do is do whatever you want. You can sabotage it, or you can aim for a break-up. I used this hand a lot when attacking a very unlikely opponent or a castle I was unlikely to drop. Especially when I was still low on status. It's the hand the weak use on the strong. You know, when people from all over the world attack the mightiest braves, right?

All that remains after doing this is a party I can't remember, leaving behind multiple sightings.

As the number of days of possession passes, it is also a typical symptom that his personality appears on the table.

That's exactly what Kwon Fu is.

That yakuza must have been manipulated by one of the spirits out of Angelica.

'Cause that's impossible.'

In a trembling voice, Angelica said. I have tears in my eyes.

"Ange, do you remember when you met me? When I opened the door, you ran over from the veranda. From the veranda of the house next door, you must have flown over here. Isn't that why you were in that place? I was on the veranda of my room when I realized it. Don't you?"

Angelica does not answer.

"Ange?"

……

"Ange. What do you think?"

"... the chief cleric said he wanted to thank the brave man. How could that be?"

Come on?

I don't know what the purpose is, and I'm not interested.

Anyway, it's like my chest is upset.

"No, I'm sure... because the first man I met was your father, and I've never seen a grandfather like this before..."

"I can't help but have no memory. Because that's what it is."

That's what it is, exhales.

White, cloudy.

Unheated rooms do not change the outside air and temperature.

"Is there anything other than this that explains the situation well? You don't, do you? There are other ingredients I doubt. When I used sensation in my room, it spread radially around Ange and there was a spirit, right? It's because of the spirit coming out of Ange's body."

You're the reason for all this, I tell you.

"Mine, because"

Angelica is frozen.

"By the way, the speculation I just made is a favorable interpretation of Ange"

"... what does that mean"

"Here's a worse interpretation. - Actually, you knew everything, didn't you? Are you working with the Chief Cleric? You've been closing in on me from the start with the intent to do me harm? You didn't move on from yourself and bring in the evil spirits, did you?

"Me, no."

Angelica covers her mouth with both hands and is shaking small.

It's a trick that tickles my craving for asylum, makes me want to embrace it.

Is that an act, too?

"You're frigid."

Vikri and Angelica's shoulders bounce.

"To such a miserable old man, all of a sudden a young, beautiful girl stuck around, I just think there's a back. If I did, I'd have been aggressive, wouldn't I? Is that an act that was blown into the chief cleric, too?

"I like your father, so..."

That again.

That's how you think you should hang me out when you're in trouble.

"Can you believe you said you liked me even though you haven't seen me for a while? You can't help it."

"... I really like your father"

"Wouldn't anyone care if I were a man? I guess heterosexuality is just unusual."

――

The word was the trigger.

Angelica didn't even shake her side and ran towards the front door.

Did you think you were going to be violent as it is, or were you mentally intolerable?

Either way. Either way.

Whatever the reason, "I made Angelica cry" is the answer.

"... shit"

From the open doorway, a cold breeze enters.

Cancún Cancún, and I can hear you rushing down the stairs with fierce momentum.

The girl who said she liked me ran away somewhere far away.

I wonder what I'm doing.

It is certain that Angelica holds an important hint of ghost noise.

Then there's no point in kicking him out like this.

Whether it was taken advantage of or deliberately, there are more things I need to ask.

It wasn't like this.

I was actually going to clog it more pale.

How did you get so emotional from the middle of nowhere?

It's like you're fighting with your younger girlfriend.

I'm not a grown-up at all, telling you I'm gonna be a guardian.

I thought I'd chill my head a little.

When you cursorily go out to the veranda, you fly away, just like you did when you came, and you go back to your room.

Close the window and head to the kitchen.

Put water in a glass and drink it up.

Winter tap water is cooling well and I even feel sore in my throat.

I should have looked for Angelica soon, but I just wasn't motivated.

Walk to the living room and sit back on the bed.

View the screen of your smartphone in a blur. The time is 5: 11 PM.

Winter days are short. It gets dark soon.

Yes, they found the body. You should call it in. I need to let the landlord know too.

I just floated my hips, and a white cloth folded in front of the bookshelf caught my eye.

It would have caused the ghost commotion, Angelica's sacred witch outfit.

A translucent veil knitted in mysterious materials is an extraordinary luxury in different worlds.

I put it on the floor unconstructively.

And upon that witch outfit was a brown paper bag.

When I bought Angelica some clothes and sweets yesterday, it was a bag containing those items.

Beautifully folded and taken care of.

Paper bags and packaging, I said I could throw them away because they were just garbage, but I took them.

He refused to throw it away because it was the first gift your father gave me.

Paper bags underneath the finest fabrics in different worlds and placed like treasures.

"I'm an idiot."

Whimpering, at the same time, a window emerges in my sight.

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I'm really an idiot.

I just couldn't go to school because of my bravery.

Angelica has a good crush on me when she says the system message was letting her know like this.

Now he's fallen in favor, but before that, he was labeled as having an exclusive appetite.

He's not approaching me in acting. He really wanted me.

Blood went up, and I forgot such an important thing.

Instead, I was blowing it out of my head.

A large number of spiritual bodies were causing them to possess inside Angelica, just thinking about it made me go crazy.

Forgot me.

Driven by the suspicion that "Angelica shouldn't be gushing too" sprung up just for a moment, I had an eclampsia.

This is not how grown men behave.

Kid.

How did you get so upset?

That's all that matters to me, nothing more.

Because I wanted to believe it, a pinch of suspicion made me crazy.

When he gets involved, do I lose my cool?

Do you like Angelica?

I'm not sure myself.

The only thing I'm sure of is that I have to find it and apologize.

I'm a bad father.

Fly out of the room. When I rush down the stairs, I stop my legs.

I jumped big and rode the roof of the apartment because I wouldn't find it if I ran around to the dark clouds.

I thought it would be easier to find it from a height.

but I don't see it.

How far the hell did you go?

I don't want to think I'll ever come back......

Jump down and run as hard as you can.

Fly to the roof of the building every few hundred meters and look around just fine.

Even though he hides his appearance and sound with cover-up magic, he can't even cover it up to vibration.

Families will continue to marvel at the shaking of the mystery.

I'm sorry, but I can't afford to take it into account right now.

Run through residential streets and along national highways. Go up to the roof of the convenience store and look around.

I can't find it.

More and more, moving away from the apartment.

I also thought I'd ask the passers-by if they didn't see a white girl, but I also recall that Angelica still had a cover.

To ordinary people without magic, you must look like a transparent person. There is no way to gather witness testimony or anything.

When I got off the ground, I decided to go back around the apartment once.

Breathe on your shoulders and keep walking as hard as you can.

Find the parking lot from one end. He's not here.

Expect me to be back in my room already, and I'll go up the stairs and open the door. He's not here.

"Ange......"

I'm really bad at looking for things. I've even lost sight of my life.

Can you find Angelica for me like this?

and me, walking in a nearby park.

Spring is still far away, and cherry trees planted to surround the site are just branches and trunks.

I get the impression of being poor, like a chicken gala with shredded meat.

This is just a stick.

Iron bars, jungle gyms, parallel bars. Blanco.

Even playthings, just the shape of a bunch of sticks.

Line it up, it's iron bones.

There is only one good piece of meaty play equipment in a park full of such skeletons.

Water-coloured, elephant-mimimicking slides.

It has a similar appearance to Jouro for toddlers and can enter the belly area.

The kids used it a lot to hide and play.... If they dive in here, they'll only see the elephant's back from height.

A blind spot.

Somehow, I'll take a peek.

"You were here."

This park is the distance you can see through the window of the room.

I thought I wouldn't run away to a place like that no matter how much.

But maybe he wasn't going to run away in the first place.

After him, I wanted him to look, so I hid nearby.

I guess that's what this is about.

"Sorry, it was my fault. Let's go home."

Angelica sat under the slide, holding her knees. There are traces of tears on your cheeks.

Kneel in, reach out. I also bow my head.

"It wasn't something a good old grown man could say to a girl. Reflecting. I was wondering."

Even myself, I thought it was a shameful excuse. It's like a violent husband.

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"... you missed me so much. I wasn't sure about myself. Why would a kid like you do that to me? I thought so, and I was starting to doubt anything in the other world. I didn't get a lot of eyes over there... this is just an excuse. What can I say..."

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"When I thought you were set up to possess a spirit, I was cut and my head turned bright red. I don't know why, but it did. Why? My head boiled, I couldn't think together, and words came out that weren't my usual self. I think this happened because they are you. If you're another girl, you won't mess up this far..."

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"... come back to me. With you, it's fun. Sensing also depends....... please come back. I don't say anything terrible anymore. Take care of it. I want to find a better earned job now and put on some good clothes. Eat delicious food too. I'll feed you."

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Angelica slowly, crawls out.

He stood up scrubbing his eyes and staring at me.

"Ange, I'm sorry"

"... do you know why I hid so close? Because I expected you to come after me. I'll do that much calculation. I'm not stupid."

Angelica says in a thorny voice as she pampers the dirt on her ass.

"I couldn't believe how long it took me to go out of my way to pick a place that was easy to find.... Isn't there something wrong?"

"Sorry."

"Can I just say I'm sorry?

I don't have a word to give it back. Now I'm just asking for forgiveness.

"That hurt."

Together his fingers, Angelica turns her gaze to the flank of the slide.

"Wouldn't anyone care if I were a man," he said. Isn't it terrible? "

"Sorry."

"'Cause some of it was a star. So I guess it worked."

……

Angelica, spread your hands and turn around and back.

And I just look back at my neck and say:

"Speaking of honesty, if you could get out of the temple, anything would have been fine. Where there's only women all the time, every day you're just praying. I was sick of it. It doesn't matter if it's a gift for the brave, it's an adventurer party scout, but it didn't have to be."

Green eyes, horrible colors.

"When I first met your father, you weren't honest, were you? That's what I thought. I imagined him with a more understandable and more admirable face because he's about as brave as he is, and he's a screwed up uncle. Mm-hmm. I feel like this is it. I was in the mood to wonder if anyone could live with a man. I've always wanted a boyfriend."

Besides, Angelica goes on.

"I even thought about hanging out with your father, just breaking out, and sticking with the better guy over here.... an uncle like your father is not unconditionally liked by a young child. It's thoughtful."

Gah. And I hear a kick in the dirt.

Angelica's body flips and turns back to this one.

It takes the form of facing directly from the front.

"... but... when I actually spent time with the two of us, your father was sweet... the night was done while calling me Elsa's name, and it was pathetic... and when I found out I was getting along with the other girls, I never wanted to be taken... properly, this is how you found me..."

From both eyes of Angelica, blurring and tears have fallen zero.

He glimpses through his sleek cheeks and flows toward his feet.

"Right now, I like your father..."

"Okay. passed on."

"I have to be your father......!

Maybe I thought it was the right thing to hold him.

Even my dull, rusty head can tell that's about it.

I say pompous, stroking Angelica's hair.

"Me too, I don't like it if it wasn't for you. Weirdly, it was tougher to be sent a woman similar to Elsa. Everything is the opposite of him, so stay ahead. When we're together, we forget the bad things."

Angelica is rubbing her nose and burying her face in my chest.

"You're good, Ange. Because it's you."

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Slap Angelica on the back with a pound as she streams and reads system messages.

I've kind of been throwing up lines since just now, like I got sugar stuck in my mouth.

Let's do it. Only now will I assume that I've become a character in melodrama.

... I'm getting embarrassed, even assuming.

That's how it lit up for a while, and Angelica looked up at the sieve.

"Word, I took it."

And I'm laughing.

... I feel like I'm in deep.