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

"Do I look that much like my old girlfriend?

……

Learn to feel similar to glare.

Angelica's one, what kind of conversation are you having with someone else that I haven't seen?

Ayako and I seem to be getting along, but Tanaka was making up "my nasty male and female relationship today," and this is right that Rio is the opponent.

Thank you. He told me about my past and made me hear it.

I'm not angry because I didn't stop talking about it.

It would be common for girls to have a mild mouth or have some stories.

I can't stand a whirl all the time.

Even Elsa, who was kind of a grown-up, did a lot for the first few months of dating me.

I went around saying my sleeping minister hates food guys, and talking about my annual income being three thousand gold coins for a platter and buying my girlfriend's disgust, that sounds like a terrible rise already...

[Forget that]

and.

Looking back at Elsa's girlhood, which is both nostalgic and hilarious, a system message came up on the pretend.

It is a perhaps emotional aspect, even though it always only displays administrative texts.

[Please, forget it]

A square window is shaking with a pull. Elsa, the recollection you just made sounds like black history.

Okay, not a ghost with me. Let's seal that memory now.

When I swear hard in the monologue, I turn my eyes to Rio.

"I see."

And, my gaze bumps with my good eye.

A look that leaves a drop of youthfulness for a sharp beauty.

It really looks a lot like Elsa at the exact time when she was scattering my personal information.

Something has a glossy grin on his mouth, but he looks more and more alike when he looks like this.

"I guess I convinced you of everything that happened in the bathroom. Am I that much like a man named Elsa?

"... then what?"

Hmm? And I'm gonna snort and rub it off, Rio. Imagine a black cat who found a rat.

In other words, it is I who will be hunted now.

"Sometimes you look at me and you look sad, don't you? Flirted? Hey, you freaked out, didn't you? The one who's heartbroken?

Nibbling, following me with my elbow.

Sounds like a lot of fun.

Why do women prefer to talk about relationships so much? It's an eternal mystery.

"Let me just get dressed."

I try to escape Rio's eyes and turn my back.

Put on your shirt twice as fast as usual, put your sleeves through your jersey, and pull up the zipper.

I don't know if it's a woman's L size or a man's M size, but the length was just right.

But around the shoulders and chest, there's obviously not enough cloth. It is a patsy.

This is what happens no matter which manufacturer's clothes they choose when they are of average height but they do and have muscles.

If I borrowed King Leo's to match my chest, I'd have extra sleeves.

It's a difficult shape.

"Mr. Elsa, you were the same age as Mr. Neutral, weren't you? Then you're already Alasser."

"So what?

"Don't you want a younger girlfriend who looks just like the previous girlfriend? You're just free now, aren't you?

Look back while adjusting the position of the zipper.

"You seem to be listening halfway. Elsa's no ex-girlfriend."

"What's that? You mean you were just a girlfriend?

"No. Up there. He was almost my wife on the inside."

"... uh"

"And besides, I wasn't flabbergasted. Dead end."

Don't tear me up about Elsa, I'll make a slightly more serious voice and tell her.

"Um... sorry. I don't know anything about it."

"Don't worry about it. If you knew what was going on, anyway, I guess you didn't mean it. By the way, where's the hairdryer?"

"Living room..."

"Do you want to go back?... What's that shiatsu side? From now on, you're going to be a goblin leaner, so get hungry. Protect it with all your might, but sometimes just in case."

Show them laughing, trying to be as calm a voice as possible.

But this seemed counterproductive, and Rio began to tremble with a bright blue face.

"... now a rude kid like you means he can feed on goblins...?

"Where do I interpret it to be that way?

"Because, Mr. Neutral, smiling is the scariest thing..."

"Why not?

I'm not a bad person, and I don't think I'm intimidated.

Whatever it is from the neck down, I am proud to say that the force on my face is close to zero.

"... you're absolutely mad... right, if they make fun of you about your dead lover, they will..."

"So he said he really didn't care."

What am I supposed to do?

Girls today have a strong temperament habit and are also very brittle.

When the material increases in hardness, the shine disappears and you may not be comfortable with the shock.

This kind of dangerous hardness was felt by young men in different worlds.

But in modern Japan, it is often felt by young women. Will such a reversal take place in countries where the roles of men and women have been neutralised?

I'll put my hand on Rio's head and stroke him with a pom.

You can do it yourself, but Angelica and Ayako are the ones who have learned how to do it.

A sample of the minors, both of them......

I don't know what you're sampling data from, I...

I look into Rio's eyes and talk, embarrassed by regret and self-blame.

"He said he wouldn't hate you like this. Seriously. If they give me Elsa's name, I'll just remember the old days and be sad. Anger is another emotion."

"... sorry..."

"Don't cry!? Oh, my God, it's so much fun talking to you, huh? It's true that you look the type, and I don't feel bad about being nostalgic, and yes, you don't push it that easy."

I wonder what I'm talking about now?

I like the way you look, whispering as you stroke the girl's head in the bath.

Impossible?

Rio, it's getting red.

I'm so upset.

If Angelica sees this, she'll misunderstand you. If she thinks she's coming without betraying her expectations.

That's right, I'm at the mercy of these stars.

You're gonna keep being a doozy for the rest of your life.

"Oh, Father..."

Angelica has her eyes open, pampering her mouth.

I have a hairdryer in my hand, but it seems to be about to be removed.

Must have come to dry my hair.

As a result, I saw things that I didn't have to look at and started acting like a training ground.

"... I knew I smelled like a pillow, so your father switches to Mr. Rio..."

"Both of you, don't make it super hard!

Alarm in the living room and get a hairdryer's hot air.

"That's why I wanted to tell you that your father wasn't just an uncle, he was an amazing man."

It's Angelica who's drying my hair, by the way.

Dryer on right hand, left hand.

In that condition, he leans forward and puts a munchkin's chest on the back of his head.

Maybe I'm doing it deliberately.

Angelica does her best when she's in my mood, and she doesn't have to hesitate to use the woman anymore.

It is as clear as ever.

"Uh, so. Your father had a beautiful lover named Elsa, and he was a high-spec brave guy who earned about 3,000 gold coins a year, so you tried to follow up with him saying that there was no problem at all with the pillows smelling slightly. I didn't tell you about your father's past without meaning..."

"All right, all right, 'cause I already know"

I mean, it's the same way Elsa talks.

I was a little weak, listening to Angelica's excuses.

"Don't talk to people about Elsa," I just cautioned, and this is it.

I'm so panicked when I look at it, it's jumping to sesame on me.

This is also hard the other way around when people are concerned.

I feel like praying that the air will change soon.

That's why it was me waving a different topic from myself.

"When this is over, we'll break the line..."