My Daughters The S-Rank Adventurers Had Severe Father-Con - 27 Family flirting.txt

Elsa decided to buy the clothes she had tried on earlier .

Instead of wearing armor, she was now wearing a white blouse and long flowered skirt. But she still wore her sword at her waist.

“You’ll need it in case of an emergency.

That’s what it looked like.

Amidst her pretty clothes, the sword at her waist was striking. But this doesn’t look too stylish.

But I didn’t expect to see it for nearly half the list price.

Hmm. Wasn’t it great the way I bargained?

Yeah. I’ve never seen anyone with so much eloquence in my life. It was like watching magic.

Anna bargained at the clothing store.

At first, the clerk insisted that it was impossible, but as he played a trick on me, the price dropped rapidly.

I was able to get the clerk to agree to my request.

Anna’s bargaining skills were far more refined than when she was in the village. That’s no wonder she was the youngest person to reach the rank of guild master.

Dad. You only speak well of Anna!　I could lower the price if I magically brainwashed the clerk…

Meryl says some pretty outlandish things. Brainwashing.

That’s forcing you to do something. It’s important to get them to lower the price while still being convinced.

Anna wagged her finger tsk tsk.

‘Honestly, I could give it to you for free if I wanted to, but . But this is business. It’s got to be mutually beneficial.

A chill went down my spine when I heard Anna’s words.

If I wanted to, I could become a crook or a religious figure. But it’s impossible, because Anna has good roots.

…… Thank God God gave the right people the talent to do this.

We were walking in the marketplace.

Daddy. I’m tired of walking, Daddy.

Meryl flopped down on her ass and opened her hands to me.

She flings her pampered face out to me.

“So, please. Piggyback me. Piggyback.

Hey, hey. You’re blocking other people’s access to the street if you sit here.

Yeah. I know.

I see.

So you’ve been begging me for a piggyback ride in anticipation of annoying other people if I don’t do it here: …….

d*mn you, Meryl. I’ve thought about it.

I guess I’ll just have to: ……

Yay!

Reluctantly, I choose to piggyback Meryl.

Meryl falls on my back. It’s so light.

Daddy’s back’s warm.

You have a soft spot for him. You have a soft spot for Meryl.

Anna sighed in disgust and cowered her shoulders.

As I laughed, Anna wrapped her arms around my right arm.

Anna wrapped her arms around my right arm.

”What?”

It’s my day off. I’m gonna spoil you, Dad. You’re going to listen to me a lot, and I’m going to be selfish.

“Why don’t you let Elsa put her arms around my dad?

‘Wow, I’m not ……. If I locked arms with my father, my hands would be full. As a swordsman, I’m not built to be weak.

Oh, come on. Oh, come on.

Yes. Today is a good day.　I’m the same way, but when you’re in a higher position, you can’t take advantage of other people, right?　Day in, day out, tense and nervous. Who else is going to spoil me but you?

Maybe Anna’s words echoed in Erza’s chest .

Elsa put her hand over her mouth and squirmed, “Father…

”Father. May I put my arms around that ……?

Of course. Of course.

Thank you. Now if you’ll excuse me: ……!

Elsa gradually wrapped her arms around my left arm.

I’m going to be able to have a look at it and I’m going to be able to see it.

It’s a great relief to surrender to your father …….

That’s good to hear.

We were walking around, my whole family huddled together.

Passersby saw us and said.

“Look at that man. That’s the guy. There’s three beautiful women there.

It’s a harem. Harlem.

You’re a beautiful girl and I envy you. I want to be part of your harem.

Apparently they didn’t think they were father and son .

Later, that last one smells like something dangerous: …….

‘We . . like they think we’re not father and son, but lovers.

Are these two lovers ……?

Yeah. Dad, you look so young. I guess I can understand why she’d think that. And it makes me feel good about it.

I heard we’re dating. Whew!

The girls didn’t seem all that pleased.

I thought you’d hate it.

“Ah. The food truck. Dad. I want a crepe!　I want one with lots of whipped cream and strawberries on it!

Meryl pointed to the crepe stand and said.

‘Hmm. Good. I’ll have some too.

Yeah. What about Elsa?

“Wow, I’ll pass. Eating sweets makes you fat. It makes you less agile.

Elsa said, and then.

‘I mean, Anna and Meryl often eat sweets at home too: …… How can that not make you fat?’

Hmm. Because I use my brain every day at work?

I’m not a fat person.

‘Aside from Anna, I’m jealous of Meryl: ……!　As much as I eat, the more I eat, the more flesh I put on my body.

In Elsa’s case, it’s a squeeze to begin with.

When I say that.

Well. Today is a good day, isn’t it?

And held out the crepe he had purchased.

I think Elsa had always wanted to eat it.

It’s inevitable that my invitation would make her mind wander.

‘If your father says so: ……. I’ll take you at your word.

Elsa timidly took the crepe and took a bite. At that moment, her eyes widened in surprise.

”It’s–it’s soft!　It tastes so soft!

What do you mean?

Does that mean it’s good?

Hey. Let’s all take a bite out of each other

We made each other take a bite of the crepe.

I couldn’t help but squint at the cream on the girls’ mouths. I knew I was glad we moved to King’s Landing.