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

All right, I'll answer.

"They're all off the path of people, so you better not know"

The green eyes of the carrots look up at me worried.

Though it is thought so far, it may be cruel to not teach anything.

But still, I do not want to say what I do not want to say.

"Is it that bad?

"Oh."

"Then all the more so, I don't want one father to be able to force me. Maybe I can help you with something, too."

"I don't feel comfortable letting you help me kill."

Rio is watching us on the sidelines as he lays down his futon.

He seems to be listening.

"... So you mean kill the chief cleric. Not persuasion or sealing.... Is that it? He'll come back to life even if he's killed."

"Don't be."

"Then how?

Suicide or accidental death doesn't activate that skill.

"Suicide..."

Angelica's expression darkens at once. It must be an unacceptable means, both personally and faithfully.

"Are you pushing that clergyman into suicide?

"He said if I hurt myself, he'd kill himself after me. That's what I brought in exchange terms from the other side."

"... you're sick..."

"Right?"

"You're not willing to live up to that condition... are you?

"Naturally. The word of the Chief Cleric doesn't really make sense. Let me just kill myself first, and I might be willing to keep living flat. If I did, I'd unleash the strongest evil girl on the planet I'm not on."

"That's right! Absolutely not that your father can kill himself!

Fighting should always work assuming the worst.

I have no intention of dying to the chief clergyman, so you should act.

"The point is, we just have to let the chief cleric kill himself. Difficult, but I don't think I have to."

"... must be a sad way"

"Don't be such a jerk. Because I have a plan to keep him alive."

As soon as possible, Angelica makes her face shine.

"What... then let me help you with that! That's right, no matter how many bad guys you are now, you can't let your old buddies die. Because I'm talking about your father, I'm definitely going to blame myself."

Even a guy like that, if he can solve it alive, that's the best thing, Angelica put her hands together.

He is closing his eyes in the pose as if to pray to God. Pale grin on the mouth.

As divine as the statue of the Virgin Mary is, I find myself unexpectedly deflected.

"... the Chief Cleric is probably the one who made you possess tons of evil spirits. And you think it's better not to die."

"Yes."

"Why? You know him and me, you're sympathetic? Or is faith the reason? Because God said any life was worth it."

"Uh... didn't I just say that? Dad, if I let that guy die, I'm going to regret it. That's why."

"... that even the woman who hurt Angelica wouldn't die if I were to take mental damage. Are you serious about that?"

"Yes!"

creaks and falls off his knees.

I'm so much loved all the way out here, and I'm filled with self-loathing for trying to take such an approach.

"... excuse me Ange... excuse me..."

"What is it, suddenly!?

I confess to Angelica, who hastily hesitates.

"... sorry... I was going to split up again"

"... why, is it okay to ask"

Cut off the clergyman's limbs, burn down his vocal cords, or hurt his spinal cord, the curious expression tells him to lay low.

"Eh. I can't tell you how, but I have the means to weaken the Chief Cleric alive."

"Make it weak? Is it a debuff or something"

Angelica will have gushed from her clean heart. Mouth the idea.

You should just slash your hands and feet. What an idea never comes out of this pure girl's brain.

"As it were, well, that's it. I actually use Debuffs. Anyway, I do a lot of things to weaken the chief cleric, but this has a neck. The sheriff's HP is over 23,000. When left alone, they recover naturally and are free to move around."

"... so it's your split father's turn"

"That's the thing. The multiplicity of me taking turns watching to weaken the sheriff on a regular basis."

In other words, for the rest of your life, destroy that woman's spinal cord or crush her vocal cords as a lifework.

"No way, until the Chief Cleric reaches life expectancy."

"I'd love to, but the trouble is, he doesn't have a lifespan. They're stopping aging with alchemy, and they don't get old from the age of twenty-nine."

"... I thought it was unusual young craftsmanship with a crocodile... eh? But what are we going to do? If your father becomes Yobo Yobo's grandfather and he is summoned to heaven, who will keep an eye on the Chief Cleric? There's no one but your father who can seize that guy and make him weak, is there?

"There, well, I'll leave it to my offspring"

"... your father's children..."

How magnificent, Angelica sighs.

"But there's one problem. From my next generation, it's going to be pretty hard to weaken the Cleric Chief on his own. How dare he have 15700 defenses and 77,000 magic defenses. Whatever weapon on Earth you use, it won't work. In this world without monsters, you'll be desperate to level up and raise your status."

"Then I figured if your father gets old, it's over. Then...?

"Keep your hands on it so it doesn't. Fortunately, the skills of the parents are handed over to some children. As long as I inherit my sacred sword skills, there will be hope. This guy's got a lot of firepower coming out of the low level."

"Can I have one?"

"What?

Angelica lifted her hand for a nasty one. It's a motion like when you ask questions in class.

"I've been telling you about offspring earlier, with whom is your father going to have children?

……

"Father?"

That is the hardest thing to say.

"... Um... what? When it comes to creating a clan under the surveillance of the chief clergyman, I think it would be nice for a mother to have that potential, too."

"That's me, isn't it? Right? What am I, a high status sacred witch? You're gonna make a bunch of babies between you and me, and you're gonna leave those kids with the sheriff's seal, right?

"... excuse me... excuse me... the candidate for mating is... not Ange...... not that you don't like it... but rather as a heterosexual at all... what are you talking about me?

"Yes, I'm fine, I'm normally happy, please continue"

"Well, anyway, when it comes to creating a clan that specializes in the weakening of the clergyman and surveillance, we have to choose another child."

To much guilt, nature and voice drop.

"... who the hell are you going to set up a child with...?

It's hard for me to say this, but now I wanted to confess everything and beg for forgiveness.

"... Ayako"

"... may I ask why"

"You know what? Ayako possesses high qualities of dark attribute magic, and on top of that, she's the only one in this world with debuff skills, right? If this is handed down to the descendants, we can pull down the Cleric Chief's defense for generations.... So with me and Ayako, I'm gonna make a baby. So if you have a child who has taken over the Holy Sword and Debuff, you will be safe. Soften the body of the prey and use the strongest spear. Even the descendants who are desperate to level this up can somehow process the clergyman's body... I think he can be powerless. And then the hybrid warriors with the blood of me and Ayako will keep watching the Chief Cleric alive until the day he dies."

"Keep doing it, it's not! Ya!"

Angelica is swelling her cheeks with angry minds, things like that.

"If you do it, it's a big scale, and it's too much of a burden on your father's offspring, and more importantly, it's the worst thing your father can do with a child other than me!

"I know! Because it's one of the worst options and I'm not looking to move to execution! I don't know if Ayako might be able to handle leaving offspring!

"You're up to it! Because Ayako is doing her chores whining about wanting to have a dozen of your father's babies all day long!

"Is that what's going on in my apartment while I'm gone?

I'm super scared, but I feel cold.

As I was blurbing with my own body, Angelica asked me questions with her jitsy eyes, no stuffing.

"I'm getting scared to ask you step by step, what other way did you come up with? There's something more decent, isn't there?

"... sort of"