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

The blue complexion conveys the seriousness of the situation.

There he is.

It wasn't just a rumor story, there was really a ghost.

That's so much so that the expression "goodbye" is chosen.

I somehow associate the fluorescent lights on the ceiling.

The corpse of a small bug that broke into the summer, a stick of yellowish snap.

Just like that, a painting with a black ghost covering the building floats in the back of my brain.

That was so ominous, dirty, and cursed.

It's a different scenario that makes me want to spit it out.

"Are you like evil spirits?

"I don't know that much - but the only thing that catches my senses is the evil ones"

With the devil? With the Necromancer? With the evil god? Angelica has a trembling voice and counts her fingers.

"... I don't want to be here"

Even I'm with you.

Who would want to live in a house that turns out to be a haunted mansion?

I even think about going home to my parents for anything.

Explain the circumstances, and properly deceive me about Angelica. Parasite in parent together.

That wouldn't be bad either. But never the best.

I decided to be his stepfather. I'm not allowed to run away.

In front of my scared daughter, what should my father do?

"Leave it to your father. It's up to the man's parents to get rid of the bad bugs."

Strike my chest vigorously to reassure my child. Protect against threats. That's the best I can do right now.

If you decide so, there is one thing to do.

I put magic at my fingertips and go into the chant of magic.

What matters is the image.

Spin out the holy cocoon, many whole rooms with glowing thread.

Concentrate your spirit while letting such footage play in your brain.

- Seiklid Circle.

The spell I cast immediately reflects my will. Protect and serve Angelica.

The magic responded mechanically and a pale light enveloped the girl's surroundings.

"Wah!? Hey, hey, hey, hey! Fine! We don't have to go this far!

Wow. Leaving noisy Angelica alone, she keeps sending her magic in.

This is a junction magic that protects an area about 300 meters radius from any threat from a designated person.

The ghosts should be blown away with my magic and stay away from Angelica for a while.

All you have to do is form a Buddha and become possessed by another target somewhere.

Only for a while, though.

Interpretation is a bond. To put it in a way that has no body or lid is just a "super awesome insect repellent spray".

Leaving the body I wanted to fly and spraying something like that on my body just bought me time.

Unless there is a constant source of ghosts somewhere, there will be another similar noise.

Why do you keep dropping by our apartment?

If we don't know that, it won't lead to a fundamental solution.

Should I even look into the graves of the neighborhood?

Should I change the furniture arrangement, conscious of Feng Shui Yao Gan Yao?

I don't even want to think about it, but there's a line in some empty room where the inhabitants whiteboned and some sort of six-mang star painted with blood is left alone and it doesn't end until they feed it.

When I was sick and tired of sticking my cheek cane, something started to go wrong with Angelica.

I know it sounds crazy from the start, but it would be a different world dweller sitting a girl down and looking down and raising the hot air out of her head with a bright red face.

A different world in this case does not mean a different world. Where did you jump out of love comedy space, that means?

Something about this guy being shy, did he?

"What's up, Ange?

"Because your father"

Angelica covers her cheeks with both hands and has a decent face.... Don't look at me like that.

That's the face of a woman who wants everything.

"... that was a seiklid circle earlier, wasn't it?"

"Oh. But you can use Ange for magic, too. That uncommon?

"That's famous magic everyone knows...... But isn't this the kind of magic you use to protect your generals in war? It's like the person who used it would fall empty."

"That's a common accident."

In my case, there's plenty of room for a dozen shots a day.

"Awwwww"

"So, why are you holding your head with it?"

I observe strange creatures reddened to the neck with cold eyes.

"You know what I'm thinking right now. I just fell and rubbed my knee off, but the princess was hugged and transported to bed, and I was called the best famous doctor in the country to give you a tight, cuddled all day, it feels like"

"What's that?"

"It's too overprotective! Why are you suddenly using such a big trick!

Well, I'm your substitute. As much as this, my father would deserve it.

More importantly, it's not that big of a move for me, but I'm not saying this is a flower.

I mean, I can't tell you.

I'm starting to get a little embarrassed when they point me out.

You've done what's been taken from the morning as drowning, I am.

The Angelica one, he has a pompous look on his face.

Well, it should be better than being hated.

I don't feel like I hit Bacon with the trigger of some deadly romantic trigger, but if it's better, it's better.

I wonder if I can turn that gaze all the time, even though I am anxious to see how far reason holds.