"So, how should I call you? Father? Master? Teacher? This is really a difficult question." The man was wearing a black skirt with many slits, like an octopus, revealing two full-length skirts. The white-haired girl with slender legs and a curvy body said to me: "Speaking of which, when I saw my sister on the street a few days ago, she seemed very surprised. Was she surprised that I wasn't dead yet? Or is it because of something else¡ªby the way, sister hasn¡¯t mentioned this matter to you?¡±
The girl who didn¡¯t look like a good person said this while hugging my neck from behind, and her bumpy body was pressed tightly against my back. The slender nails painted with black nail polish clicked, and then they seemed to want to strangle me.
"If you continue to make trouble, I will pull out your spine and throw it into the abyss to be a slave to the tentacles. I will do what I say."
"You are really heartless, Father." As if he didn't take my words seriously at all, this guy lamented, but it was more of an affectation.
To put it simply, it¡¯s just pretending.
I couldn¡¯t help but lament in my heart: What on earth is going on? I have only been away for five or six years. Why does the world seem to have changed after I came back? Is this neurotic woman really the autistic kid Sakura Matou from before? Is the change too big? !
?????????????????????????????????????????????????? However, in the end, to be more certain. After saying goodbye to Madokaand Sayaka Kyoko Tomoe, Akatsuki Homura, and promising to come back to this plane again, I returned to this plane of the Holy Grail War.
"Welcome back, Master."
What greeted me was none other than my most beloved sweetheart, Nagato Yuki. Speaking of which, I haven't seen her in such a long time. I really miss it a bit.
¡°That, Master.¡± Yuki hesitated for a moment, and then told me the matter.
"You have been gone for a while, and we all miss you very much."
"Okay, okay, I'm back now." It was rare for Yuki to act coquettishly, which was quite new. I chuckled twice and then held her in my arms.
"That's not what I meant." Yuki blushed slightly.
". I miss you too. Yuki." After I finished speaking, I lowered my head and gently bit Yuki's earlobe.
If we follow the normal development direction, Yuki will start to moan and hook my neck. After that, it¡¯s just a matter of finding a suitable place to play out the plot of harmonious love where no one else can see it¡ªbut.
"¡ª¡ªFather!!!" The humanoid object that was moving in the corridor outside the door suddenly opened the door. After that, he completely ignored the current scene and rushed towards me. Then he threw himself into my arms.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeee?! You can eat whatever you want but don't talk nonsense - who are you?! Why did you call me father - no, I didn't give birth at all - Yuki?! You gave birth to the child! Really?! That¡¯s not right. I¡¯ve only been gone for a few years, so it¡¯s impossible for me to grow so big.¡±
I hurriedly let go of Yuki first, and then pulled away the humanoid object hanging around my neck. Then he asked.
"It's so heartlessDo you want to abandon me again? It's so irresponsible." Although I tried my best to pretend that I wanted to cry. But this guy's witch-like appearance completely ruined the atmosphere. Really, the most suitable thing for this guy is to lie on the bed with his shoulders exposed, and then slowly lift his thighs little by little. High, use this posture to seduce men.
Of course, underwear is not allowed.
"Yuki, what's going on?" I turned my head slightly dissatisfied and asked Yuki.
Although this girl has an enchanting appearance, the magic patterns all over her body give her a special and weird charm. It's indeed one of my favorite types. But it always feels unreliable when posted backwards. What's more, this guy called me father. Father. In other words, she considers herself my daughter. My daughter is a tragic loser. Unless it's the ending of father's marriage. Otherwise there will be absolutely no happiness at all. What's more, I'm the type who extremely doesn't want children.
"This is what happened." Youxi paused, and then began to explain to me:
It turns out that this child is Sakura. It was the very tragic little girl that I brought over from the Matou family. Maybe it's because of my attitude towards her before this. Eventually, in that extreme helplessness, this guy developed some perverted feelings for me. So, I was applying for an account for this guy.When I asked, this guy just wrote my name in the guardian column. In this way, at least according to the legal process, this guy is my daughter.
What¡¯s more, what¡¯s special is that during these years of waiting, she treated me in a perverted way, like a father, like a brother, like a lover. The extremely strange emotion did not disappear with time. On the contrary, because the longing is getting deeper and deeper, it is getting deeper and deeper. Finally went to extremes
It is said that this is the reason why she became like this. I got distracted while studying magic, and then became obsessed with it.
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¡°Forget it, although I think it¡¯s not my fault. But this guy is what I watched after all - he grew up without paying attention. So I should comfort her at least.
"Actually, it looks pretty like this. Really. It has a very unique charm and suits you very well." I said to Sakura.
"Is that so?! I like my father the most¡ª¡ª"
That¡¯s pretty much it.
Today, the Emiya residence is still very lively¡ª¡ª
Although Emiya Kiritsugu, the real master, his adopted son Emiya Shirou, and his daughter Ilya Einzbelo are not very happy.
But just ignore it.
By the way, tomorrow, I have promised the little girl from the Tohsaka family to teach her magic skills. There was also the time when I went to school to prepare lessons and so onnot just recalling these things, but also when I was playing with my inexplicable adopted daughter.
"So, Sakura, would you like to go back to sleep? Otherwise, you'll go to the basement and continue to create explosions. I still have things to do."
"Is it about my sister again?" He rolled his eyes. He hugged me harder: "Or do you prefer the type of sister?" "