Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Standing downstairs, Mr. Mori fell into deep thought, not sure what attitude to use in the face of his wife's out-of-control abilities—Alice's character and appearance were all set by him, and he could change them as he said.But whether it was the case for other people was uncertain, and he didn't know what the lady's definition of "reliable man" was in her heart.

In case if I say something wrong and my wife misunderstands...it always feels bad.

However, Mr. Enichi himself is not a talkative person. After completing the task assigned by the supernatural power user and stroking Alice's hair, he quietly stood beside Chuya with his hands down.

As long as he can spit out half a word, Mr. Sen can judge the basic setting of this personality as quickly as possible, and he is afraid that he will not give such a reaction at all.

"That..." He tried to take the initiative to start the topic, staring at the orange-haired boy on the ground who had been sleeping for a long time, then looked up at him when he heard the voice, reacted for a while, and nodded.Seeing that he was about to lower his gaze again, Mr. Sen added: "Are you...?"

Mr. Samurai shook his head this time: "You don't have to mind, I'm just an incompetent man living in Mrs. Rimbaud's space, waiting to go to hell at any time." Unblinkingly guarding the boy entrusted to him by Miss Professor.

His tone of voice and diction did not belong to the modern system, coupled with the supplement of dress and manner, Mr. Sen couldn't help but wonder if his wife is still a history buff and a game buff?

But for "dangerous people", he will not let down his vigilance.He looked up and down the supernatural life body in front of him, trying to find information such as family emblems, but in the end he only saw the other party wearing flower earrings, which was very interesting.This kind of thing was only popular in ancient times a long time ago, and it is no longer the mainstream decoration style, and this gentleman is obviously not the kind of maverick.

So this should be an important marker, similar to a unique decoration for identification.

He stared at it for too long, so long that Yuan Yi realized something and looked up again in doubt.Mr. Mori smiled quite calmly to show his politeness, and moved his eyes to Alice, who was next to him, waiting to be patted on the head.

The little girl completely gave up on the superpowers who attacked her, and surrounded Professor Rimbaud's supernatural powers like a kitten "begging for fur".

"!" Yuanyi who suddenly understood what was happening lightly pushed Alice to let her walk towards Mori Ogai, and lowered his eyelids again with a little apology: "Sorry, Ling Ai is very cute, I was reckless."

"..." Mr. Sen paused suspiciously, and changed the topic: "Do you like children very much?"

The samurai's hand on the saber moved subconsciously. He realized that he had picked the right topic this time, and immediately continued: "Children, they are so cute. I can't think of anything cuter than a little girl in the world." Exist." This sentence came from the heart with true emotion, and it resonated with another person.Yuanyi kept his head down, but the aura on his body gradually softened and thinned, and he looked more and more like an ordinary person with a normal family: "Yes, kid, it's fine."

Perhaps "Stupid Papa Guangbo" finally found a signal with the same frequency, he nodded quietly: "If my child can grow up to be this big, he must be very cute." After speaking, he thought of Alice as "inhuman". In turn, he comforted Mr. Sen very sympathetically: "Mrs. Zun is still young, and so is Ling Ai... I think good news will come out soon."

Mr. Sen took a deep breath secretly: Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry, the hat doesn't have to be on your head, you can't lose your mind so early.

"It's a pity that Attila doesn't seem to be willing. I don't want to force her..." He sighed helplessly and changed his tone: "What about Mrs. Madam? In your current state, why don't you ask Attila to respect Mrs. Wake up too?"

At this moment, he has already determined that this is a soul with independent thinking ability and personality-is it more terrifying than self-setting!

"She is such a good person, she must have gone to Gaotianyuan with the child..." The samurai didn't want to continue this topic, and looked down at Chuya's orange hair: If his child can grow up to be as old as this boy, Thinking about it, he must be an excellent warrior, but unfortunately there is no such thing in this world.

The topic was interrupted again, but Mr. Mori's mood improved.Although the alarm has not been lifted, this is probably not a green hat.

That's good, that's good.

I am such a sad man who fell in love with his wife who planned to marry back as a tool person, but now he is treated by his wife as a tool person to maintain the appearance of a complete family... There is no one who is sad.

He was mocking himself helplessly when the standing samurai suddenly noticed something turned into a pale golden light and disappeared instantly. Then, it seemed like a white cloud descended leisurely from the top of the skeleton, and picked up a man with white hair and white clothes who was about to melt in frustration.

"Dazai is behind." After she finished speaking, she let go of the supernatural life form that caught her and stood up. Alice held her face and screamed and rushed up and plunged into the oversized skirt: "I have to grow up— —!”

It only makes sense to have a chest, a waist, and a butt in a small skirt!

Only then did she think of the superhuman who had been left behind by her for a long time. Turning around and waving, there was another long row of huge syringes. Dazai, who had spent five yen on a silent bungee jump, couldn't help but move back. The god who fulfilled the strange desires of human beings tilted his head and shook his legs impatiently: "Is the one hanging on it really ignored?"

Professor Lan Bo, who took the opportunity to evaluate Alice's combat effectiveness, touched his chin and said to him: "You take him to the farming chief, and remember to tell him not to let living people have physical contact with him."

"Oh, then I'll go first, and I'll leave the rest to seniors~" Yato, who is also well versed in the way of fishing, didn't even bring out Xue Yin, and flew up to catch it with an apple, and was blown miserably by the sea breeze. The miserable Russian boy went to the chief to deal with the aftermath.

Seeing that Mr. Mori was being chased and beaten by Alice, Rimbaud, who basically understood how far he had been fooled, turned his head and glanced at his supernatural life body.Mr. Yuanyi understood, he didn't even need to pull out the knife, he walked up and grabbed the little girl easily, and tapped the crystal between her eyebrows with a gentle expression: "Don't be too naughty, even if there is something wrong with the father, don't do this in front of others , not good for you."

Mori Ogai: "..."

I suspect you're mocking me, and there seems to be some proof.

The red color on Alice's forehead shattered, and re-condensed after a few seconds: "[Colorful Painting Collection] Mr. is too old-fashioned! Rintaro, you are a super annoying guy!"

"It's obvious that Alice-chan is too strict!" Mr. Mori's expression changed after he got back his precious "daughter", and he didn't want to look at the guy he didn't like but couldn't get rid of.

The little girl turned her face away with a "hum", and rushed into Rimbaud's skirt again, this time she refused to come out without saying anything, and Mr. Sen could only circle around Professor Rimbaud's skirt.Miss Professor wanted to throw Shibusawa-san in her hand to Mr. Mori, but Dazai, who was leaning towards this side, just changed his movements and pressed his paw on his face: "Ah...!"

The fog thickened and dissipated immediately, and the two worlds that had been separated were reunited.

Losing the quasi-cadres, the leader's wife, and the leader's PortMafia were looking anxiously like ants on a hot pot, and almost missed the burial directly. □ Blow up the unfinished building.In the middle of the rush, the fog was thick and then dispersed, the "lost" leader circled around the leader's wife in a hurry, looking like he wanted to bury himself in his wife's skirt...

Mr. Nakaya, who had demolished half of the building, was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. Mr. Dazai squatted as if comforting the frustrating man in white, and even put his hands on his shoulders and patted him vigorously.

The black-haired boy who used [Disqualification in the World] at the right time moved his paws to look at the sky and the earth, but he didn't look at the leader who had been tricked by him, trying to pretend that he was just an innocent kitten.

Well... Don't worry about your own father and fake father, isn't your father just used to trick you!

Mr. Mori, who was cheated by the cub who he dug out from the garbage dump by himself, reacted quickly. He raised his hand and shook Professor Rimbaud's oversized skirt as if he was arranging her clothes, which perfectly covered up the embarrassment just now.

He stood up, clenched his fist and coughed, and someone immediately stepped forward and bowed his head to obey: "BOSS!"

"Well, send Mr. Shibusawa back and treat him well." He waved his hands and waved away his subordinates like a dog, and the morale of PortMafia, which had recovered all the missing persons, was greatly boosted.

Cleaning the battlefield and disposing of corpses does not require the leader to personally supervise and supervise. After a while, Professor Rimbaud comfortably leads the cheap "daughter" and cheap son to sit in the leader's office and drink afternoon tea happily.

Mr. Sen, who managed to get a seat next to his wife, opened his mouth several times to say something, but finally changed his mind and moved forward to pour tea for her: "Would you like to add milk and sugar?"

She was eating biscuits, and she just nodded up and down without saying a word. When he saw him, he picked up the milk jug, filled the cup with milk and sugar, and then slowly poured black tea: "Madam, are you having a good time?" She remembered what she had made Oolong, it's rare to have a guilty conscience, bend your eyes and smile innocently and purely.

If Professor Rimbaud insisted on his bad temper, maybe there would be some fierce disputes today, but the lady smiled so softly and cutely, so what can't be forgiven?Mr. Mori stroked his hair in his heart, forcing himself not to think about the Mr. Samurai who temporarily lived in her subspace.

Ah... It's really unprecedented to hope that any god will come to your door to solve this problem. How can someone not follow the rules and stay in this world?How bad is the influence?Hurry up and go to another world to reunite with your wife and children, don't stay in someone else's house, especially don't stay in my house!

"That... Ma'am?" Mr. Mori thought about it and made a suggestion in a low voice: "What travel plans do you have for the summer... go to Hakone together?"

He is going to discuss how to solve this problem with the master of Hakone Shrine!