On the Way Home I Got a Bride and Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons

"What the hell..."

An incredible sight popped into my eyes when I finished dropping off the officers and came back inside the house.

"Ah! Kaoruhei-kun! What is it? What is it?"

In the wooden enclosure, which is a playground for the twins, Mr. Yury is holding a nana and panicking with an oro.

"Ah! Yikes! Yikes!"

Jaja, sitting on the couch in the enclosure, was laughing out loud.

"Duh, what's wrong with this"

"Wow, I don't know. If you were tickling Jaja and playing, suddenly."

"Ah."

Nana, held by Mr. Yuri, was trying to reach out and take her favorite kitten stuffed animal.

Yuigurumi is right next to Nana's face, and with a little more effort, even Nana with shorter hands can take it.

'Cause I'm floating.

"Hey, why are you floating?"

Look over the dining room.

Tissue boxes to breastfeeding bottles, various toys dancing through the universe with fluff.

Ru.

If you look down, the TV remote will flow as if hovering the ground thread.

Looking up, Jaja's toddler towel is sticking to the ceiling.

A small trumpet toy hit the cover of the fluorescent light lightly many times, sounding cuttlefish and rhythm well.

A series of animal instruments bought online by my father in secret from Shohei is flying around the dining room looking fun.

"Yep...?

An unrealistic sight made my voice sound unexpected.

Dining, our relaxing place, is kind of wrapped up in very fancy air.

"What's going on?

Reach out your right hand and take Monkey's Maracas.

"... Huh?

Light.

Its maracas, mimicking small monkeys, are made of translucent plastic with countless small beads inside.

It's one of those toys my dad and I take well because Jaja would love to shake and sound.

So I kind of remember the weight of it too, but the monkey in my hand right now is very light. I mean, I don't feel like I have it.

"And this?

When I let go of my hand, Monkey Maracas floated in the air again. Slowly flowing away.

I took a tamarind with the same hand depicting a large tiger face.

I don't feel the weight of this either.

"Ah, plates!

I notice haha and turn to the kitchen.

Because I thought if the dishes and glasses in the cupboard were floating, I might bump into them and crack them.

The dishes in the cupboard and washing basket are there unchanged.

He didn't float or bump, and he stayed in the state I cleaned up.

"... there are things that fly and things that don't fly?

The insulator in the nursing bottle caught my eye.

Only one bottle of breastfeeding remains in the puncturing type of thermal insulator.

That's Nana's nursing bottle with the cat's face printed on it.

That's crazy.

After boiling and disinfecting the bottle I drank, I must have cleaned it up with Jaja's bottle.

Only Jaja's nursing bottle, with the dog's face depicted, is repeatedly hitting the tip and the ceiling.

See Jaja sitting on the couch again.

My favorite dog's stuffed animal is held in his hand.

"Ah! Ah! Oh, my God!

With a smile on his face, Jaja looks at the toys that are floating.

Sounds fun and most importantly, but for now I went inside the enclosure to hold Jaja off the couch to make sure she was safe.

"Ah!"

"Yes, uh. Anything unusual, Mr. Yuri?

"I have no particular problem with that. So much so that Jaja's coveted stall just flew away."

Looking up at the ceiling, the stall Mr. Yuri had hung on his shoulder until just now and the rubber ball are sticking to the ceiling.

"I wonder if Jaja's doing this."

"Ha, probably"

If this happened by tickling Jaja, it's Jaja's fault, right?

Jaja in my arms is still enjoying reaching out to the toys to play.

On a good look, the black and straight horns growing on both sides of Jaja's head glow pale and white.

"With Nana?

But the light is much weaker than it was in Nana.

Surely I could only see it glowing at me then.

"Mr. Yuri, Jaja's horn is glowing, isn't it?

"Really? Though it doesn't look glowing"

Hmm.

Sounds definite.

In Nana's case, she was manipulating birds crying.

Is Jaja manipulating something as well?

You're just floating things? There are only a few things left to float.

Toys on remote control. Stole in a lactation bottle in a towel.

Plastic products to glass, plus cloth. What's the difference between something that's not floating and something that's floating?

Compare the toys shaking in the air and leave the enclosure.

Wow.

Doesn't seem to have anything in common.

The size is matching, and there is only one breastfeeding bottle floating in two, even with the same material.

What do you mean?

"What pain!

I was walking around thinking, and I stepped on a toy that was falling.

That's a doll of a human girl, played a little older than Jaja and the Nanas.

Famous guy with a somewhat realistic octopus and a comic-like eye seal.

Yesterday, I remember Jaja crying scared the first time I showed her to the twins in one of the toys my father had given me from a colleague with children.

Did Jaja bite his head and throw it away because his father would persevere to get close? Nana plays normally, fine, but Jaja doesn't even try to get close.

"Ooh, that hurt"

I give in to pick up that doll and reach out to my left.

Let's get into a toy box while we don't let the toys that float in the universe look like the jazza we're obsessed with.

"Hmm?"

Is that it? I can't hold it.

"Oh?"

Instead of being able to hold it, I can't even stick my finger under the doll.

"Why?"

Let Jaja sleep on the ground once, and now try with both hands.

"Huh! Knock it off! Heavy!"

I'm not even scared!

You're lying, right? I've lifted it with one hand many times before!?

No matter how hard I put in it, no matter how hard I stomped my feet and pulled them with my hips, the doll didn't even move Pickle from the sleeping position.

"Ah! Ah!

Jaja waves her hands next to it and is happy to see the fluffy and floating toys.

Finally I gave up and lowered my back next to Jaja.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?"

Breathe with your shoulders and breathe rougher.

"Why are you so heavy? This"

This weight wouldn't be possible with the size of this doll.

Hmm?

Weight?

"Is that it?"

Speaking of which, Mr. Monkey, Maracas was a lot lighter than usual.

This doll is heavier than usual.

"Weight......?

Is Jaja manipulating the weight?

No, you're not.

You don't float in the universe because of how light it gets. It's also a helium gas.

Then why are you floating? Why can't I have it?

Look around again.

From the big to the small, all sorts of things fly around the room in movements that are too free.

Mr. Yury and Nana look up at it strangely.

Something like this, you saw it somewhere.

That's right. I saw it on the news or something, this is the kind of relay with the astronauts...?

"... gravity?

Things are floating in the universe because of the low influence of gravity.

On the contrary, if gravity increases, objects are sewn into the earth.

To try it, I poked the tiger tamarind that was floating right next to me, with a tung and a finger.

As it moves, Tiger Tambaline slowly moves away from me.

"Are you lightening or weighing gravity?

Physicists are bright blue, too. Hey.

If so.

What the hell are you choosing to float by?

Toddler towels are what Jaja wears when she takes a nap.

The bottle is Jaja's, and the Animal Instruments series is Jaja's favorite.

The remote control had been bitten by Jaja until just now...... and......

Were you chewing?

"Mr. Yury. Jaja just coveted Stoll."

"Yeah, I gutted the end of it, spread it on the couch and dried it."

Rubber balls, too, saw Jaja chewing.

"Something Jaja bit is floating or getting heavy...?

Watch Jaja with doubt.

"Ahh! Ahh!

As enjoyable as ever, Jaja is laughing.