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Chapter 220: [Goodbye Kiss]
Chapter 220: [Goodbye Kiss]
Chapter 220: [Goodbye Kiss]
“Iroha-chan, help me~!”
“Mai.”
“Iroha-chan…!”
“Don’t dogs using human language bother you?”
“Whaaat!?”
Playing along with kids is also our job as adults.
Well, in my case, I can understand whether it’s a dog or not.
“Kuun! Kuun!”
“….Ah. Good boy, good boy.”
“”!?!?!?”
I pat Mai’s head as he whines. I’m just treating him like a dog as planned, but for some reason, Maigets is excited.
“Kyuuun, purr purr~. Ehehe~. Mai maybe could become Iroha-chan’s dog.”
Mai says quietly, and I’m astonished, “Is that okay with you?”
Then, embarrassed Ah-nee pinches the hem of my clothes and shyly speaks.
“Da-Darling…”
“Uh, um… Yes, Honey.”
Unconsciously, we stare at each other.
<<Mama and Papa are in love~!>>
<<W-wrong perception!?>>
I also feel embarrassed and quickly avert my gaze.
Damn it. What is this? Even though she’s that rough Ah-nee!
<<Mama cooks meals~, here you go.>>
“Um, is this okay?”
With toy cooking utensils in hand, Ah-nee pretends to cook.
It’s good acting, really.
I once tasted Ah-nee’s handmade chocolate on Valentine’s Day, and it was hell.
If I become her husband, it will surely be tough every day.
“N-no, no.”
Since a while ago, my thoughts have clearly been drifting in a strange direction.
Thanks to Ah-nee’s weirdness, I’m losing my composure too.
“Dinner’s ready~. Here, Darling. Aah~”
“A-ah~”
“W-wan~!? Woof~!”
Desperately barking, Mai tries to disturb us.
But it’s our daughter’s request, so I can’t help it.
Moreover, this is just acting.
Just acting, that’s all.
<<After eating, Papa goes to work, okay?>>
<<Ah, right. W-well then, I’m off.>>
Finally, I can be released.
Just when I thought so, our daughter dropped a bombshell.
<<Hey, you can’t do that, Papa! You haven’t kissed me for “I’m leaving” yet!>>
<<K-kiss~!?>>
“W-what’s wrong, Iroha-chan… Darling? I heard something about a kiss.”
“Eh, ah, y-you see…”
“W-wan~~~!?”
Hearing “kiss,” even Mai panics.
Why is this happening!?
<<Faster~!>>
Pushed by our daughter, I face my Ah-nee, feeling her encouragement on my back.
Ah-nee’s face is also beet red, and she’s flustered.
“What should I do… ugh, seriously!”
I scratch my head vigorously and confront Ah-nee head-on.
I’m getting irritated in a full circle.
Why do I have to allocate so much brainpower to something other than being a VTuber?
This is just playing house; it’s odd to be troubled by it.
“Ah-nee, don’t move.”
“Hyahyai…nggh!?”
I grabbed Ah-nee by the collar and pulled her down.
Perhaps because it was a surprise attack on her, she easily
Her face approaches…
— Chutsu.
“Gyawaaah~!?”
Mai’s scream resonates in the American sky.
After finishing my business with Ah-nee, I push her away with a thud.
“W-wait…!?”
Stepping on the plate, she collapses from her knees, holding her face with a deep red blush.
Wiping my mouth, I say to my daughter,
<<Is this okay?>>
<<Yeah! Papa, you looked cool~! Have a safe trip! And the dog is too noisy.>>
With my daughter’s approval, I leave the scene.
Exiting the playhouse, I return to the table where the parents are.
<<Ugh~, tired~>>
<<Sorry, had you deal with our daughter.>>
<<And what were you two doing? Mine suddenly screamed, and it startled me.>>
<<Hm? Ah~ Just some fan service for our daughter.>>
Saying that, I make a kissing sound with my lips.
Come to think of it, since it’s just playacting, there was no need to seriously kiss.
So, what I did earlier was just mimicking a kiss near Ah-nee’s face.
Well, from the perspective of those around us—especially Mine, who was crouching and pretending to be a dog—I don’t know how it looked.
<<Huh? I don’t really get it, but more importantly, about the barbecue…>>
<<Hey, don’t change the subject.>>
Angu Ogu starts talking about the barbecue.
This girl, completely unaware of our struggles, is immersed in the meat.
<<Angu Ogu… Next time our daughter calls you, it’s your turn.>>
I send her a resentful look and take a sip of the juice I was drinking.
By the way, come to think of it, Papa-san was drinking the same thing.
<<Papa-san, you don’t drink alcohol?>>
<<Iroha, in America, drinking alcohol in public places is illegal.>>
<<Oh, I see.>>
Drinking alcohol while enjoying cherry blossoms or on the beach is unique to Japan.
Or so I thought, but Papa-san denied it with a “no.”
<<Well, technically, we can drink in this barbecue area since it’s private. But my wife is strict about alcohol. I’m completely under her control, you see.>>
<<Wait, that makes it sound like I’m scary.>>
<<Oops, my wife has sharp ears, by the way.>>
<<Haa~. If you say that, I won’t give you this potato salad.>>
<<Of course, it’s a joke. I love you, my wife.>>
<<Me too.>>
The wife, who was preparing side dishes at another table, appears with a large plate.
Ignoring our gazes, they reconcile with a kiss.
<<Iroha, when we argue next time…>>
<<Be quiet.>>
Watching this, their daughter must have grown up.
No wonder. I nodded in understanding.