"..."

"I know, let's skip this topic."

"Father, as long as you understand."

"Speaking of which, don't you think..." My head turned like a pendulum, first turning ninety degrees to the left, then turning ninety degrees to the right, and then I held the bedside table and bumped into it.

"This topic was wrong from the very beginning!"

If we assume the setting of father and daughter in Broken Fantasy, then the question arises, is it me or the red and white princess who is perverted?

In other words, am I more perverted, or is the red and white princess more skilled?

How long are you going to go clockwise and counterclockwise, bastard! Stop it, old father is already dead!

That... Speaking of which, what is my purpose? I rubbed my temples and couldn't remember it at all. Anyway, it wasn't to watch my daughter's left and right hands move in slow motion.

I finally remembered, and weakly said to the red and white princess: "Please take it easy in the future, don't make any weird settings for me, and let my old father take a good vacation."

"Yes~~~~~~" the red and white princess trailed off. I don't know if she took it to heart, but I can't care about that much. In short, uh, let me leave here first, leave this place.

A sad place that will drain my moral integrity.

When I left the room, I paused.

I forgot to ask, to what extent did this guy interfere with the illusion, or could it be that he had already turned his back on the business, kicked the original mermaid away, and the old driver drove the hearse himself.

After running this question through my mind, I slammed the door decisively.

Does it matter who drives?

unimportant.

Nothing is more important than my Schrödinger's integrity.

As long as this guy doesn't let me play hearse drift, walk on the bottom of the sea, or fly into the sky, I'll be thankful.

"What you were doing just now doesn't look like you were going to the toilet. Really, it's outrageous to leave an important guest alone." Back in the living room, Aelia seemed a little dissatisfied. She crossed her arms and asked angrily.

road.

No, why haven't you left yet? How long have you been staying at my house? It's been at least half a month, right? I looked at the time, oh, it turned out to be only ten minutes.

In just ten minutes, my integrity was sucked dry by the red and white princess.

Then I looked at the soy sauce lemon on the coffee table. I had already eaten half of it. It probably weighed more than ten kilograms. I took a breath of air.

It’s only been ten minutes. How much did you eat?

Fruit mermaid is so scary.
Chapter completed!