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

"Did you give birth"

I unlocked the room as I glanced at the screen on my phone.

Dragons lay eggs.

It happens only a few hours after mating, so it's too soon.

Instead, they say the estrus period only comes once every few decades, so I guess that keeps the balance.

I don't remember hearing that a large group of dragons filled the sky, and there shouldn't be too many.

I'm not a monster expert, so I can't say for sure.

I was familiar with this kind of Phyllia, but I feel indescribable.

If you were sane, would you have given me some advice?

Or have you even said a word of irony?

I go to the back of the room and approach the swell on the bed.

Turning the blanket, there was a filia who slept round like a fetus.

He rests quietly and exposes his defenseless sleeping face.

It's bad to wake you up, and let's get it done while you're asleep.

I called Angelica to close the lock.

When I make sure the lock is done, I lift Philia's legs all the way up.

"... what are you doing?

"Hmm? I thought I'd take my diaper off. It'll be leaking and steaming in the middle of the night anyway, and I need to wipe it off."

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[Party members, Angelica the Holy Witch's exclusive appetite has risen by 9999]

[Party member, Ayako Otsuki's exclusive appetite has risen by 9999]

Moment after moment, he is turned to the side at the speed of the wind and held back by two women.

Angelica on her right hand and Ayako on her left hold disappointingly, sandwiched in something resilient.

"What's the move now? Since when have you acquired such advanced physical skills, you guys?"

"... it's an implant. It's congenital. I was born with this feature embedded."

"If someone you like in front of your eyes tries to rub another woman's lower body, the approximate girl will be a wasting of time, well"

Showing a breathtaking combination, two fazacon daughters.

You should definitely win with your arm strength, but when you move, the lock is caused by the vicious swelling of your hips, interfering with me from the mental side of the rampage.

"I have a few questions, okay?"

Angelica has hit an unquestioned stuffing with strange force in her green eyes.

"What?"

"After you changed the chief cleric's diaper, you said wipe it, right? How exactly were you going to wipe it?

"Just wipe away the dirt with the wet tissue there, though."

"... is that moist piece of paper that your father himself fluffs?"

"How else are we going to do that?

Angelica's gaze goes back and forth over my fingertips with a case of wet tissue placed on her pillow.

"... do you always do that?

"No. Now that I'm asleep, I just made it a way not to make noise"

"So, right? You're usually more cluttered, clerical, and clean in a way that doesn't have love."

"When this guy's awake, he's taking him to the bathroom and washing him in the shower."

"Ha"

Angelica's expression freezes.

"... now what?

"That's why they use the shower. Put some soap on it, flush it down, wipe it with a towel, and that's it... what are you crying about?!?

"'Cause...' cause isn't that, like, a substantial video... not a manpower video... isn't it the ultimate expression of affection to have your father wash his crotch with water..."

Angelica cries when your father is bedridden.

I sneezed my righteous face, and whoa, I was crying out loud.

"Mr. Neutral, that was unsavory right now... Because it's no exaggeration to say that father and video are number one and number two of a girl's favorite things. When another woman takes it away at the same time..."

Ayako, for example, explains seriously, but on the contrary, she was in a strange situation where she couldn't figure out more.

Were the women of the world so fond of Vid...?

"Can I ask you something too?"

"Hey, what's up?"

Ayako looks up at me to her boss and says goodbye.

"... after you let Phyllia take off her diapers and clean them... you didn't poff the baby powder or anything...?

"You can't do that. I'm not a real baby."

"... good... you haven't even been deprived of your powdered virginity..."

Ayako exhales a relieved breath as she mouths a distorted construct.

Apparently, in this industry, having fathers wear diapers or slap baby powder in the groin is an act of brand power.

I don't know, and I don't want to know.

Though the suspicion is beginning to swell that the industry itself is illegal in the first place.

"... your father can't touch the chief cleric anymore. We'll take care of him downstairs."

Stinging, and teary-eyed Angelica stares at me.

There is no such thing as a man who can defy a semi-crying girl.

When I pulled back very hard, I raised my hands and posed for surrender.

"I'll do the same thing you did to the chief cleric later."

Angelica handily removes Philia's diapers as she swells her cheeks with puffiness.

It's something I'm used to. Maybe I had a chance to take care of a child or an old woman in the temple.

I think I might be able to handle this by bringing Philia home, and I'm stroking my chest down.

"... father?

Tightly, the clergyman in question woke up.

With both legs spread apart and the arms of a young divine witch stuck inside her skirt.