On The Way Home I Got A Bride And Twin Daughters, Who Were Dragons Chapter 88

The lunch bell began ringing, and everyone left the cla.s.sroom one after another.

Speaking of which, I was still lying on my desk and couldn't move.

Recently, Aoi has gotten a lot more intimate.

No, she's been pretty defenseless around me for a long time, but I feel like it has been intentional ever since the day she returned from shopping.

For example, before, if we sat side by side on the dining room sofa, there were times where she would lean on me unconsciously.

Now, as soon as she sits down next to me, she places her feet on my knees and her head on my shoulders.

She sticks her small b.r.e.a.s.t.s on me and glances up with a pa.s.sionate fluttering gaze.

Furthermore, if I was sitting on a chair, she would cling onto me from behind, or if I was lying on the bed, she would quietly cover me. Truth be told, it's erotic.

Even though I can't read the atmosphere and I'm ignorant of a woman's heart, I can realize that I'm being seduced.

It's easy to imagine that Saeki breathed something into her since that shopping day.

That little devilish kitten.

I'll interrogate you next time we meet.

That's why my mental fatigue is currently at its peak.

If you're a man, and a woman's advances, you know the rest…

If you are seduced, I know that you only need to agree, but for some reason, I don't feel like it.

First, there's Jaja and Nana.

While at home, the twins are always near me.

Of course, we're raising them.

So far we have split the roles in our household in the following way, dad is working to earn money, Shouhei prepares the meals, and I was in charge of cleaning, was.h.i.+ng, and other miscellaneous ch.o.r.es.

Honestly speaking, Shouhei, a housework ironman, is easily much better at cleaning and was.h.i.+ng ,and could be done faster than me, but then I would lose my job.

I don't want to get a useless label as the eldest son.

Even so, my brother's specs are too high and my presence is growing thin.

I've maintained balance for many years because I took charge of those jobs.

Now Aoi takes the initiative in cleaning and was.h.i.+ng instead of me.

We didn't particularly care, but Aoi was very concerned that her and the twins were a burden on our family.

So she's all fired up to do all the small things that she can do.

So what does that mean?

I have nothing to do.

It's not like I can say to Aoi, who is doing her best, “I don't want you to do anything because my position is in danger.”

If I said such a thing, I'll be a terrible little man. Although I'm desperately defending the cleaning of the bath.

So naturally, taking care of the twins became my job.

So, no matter how pa.s.sionately Aoi appeals, Jaja or Nana is always nearby.

I can't act on my worldly desires next to my daughters!

I can't to that whether the twins are awake or asleep.

And secondly, there's my family!

Aoi has been coming on to me no matter where she is, so naturally, dad and Shouhei have witnessed it.

That old man was laughing at me while grinning like something's funny, so I'm getting p.i.s.sed.

What's sad is that my understanding brother, is paying too much attention to my needs.

Whether it be when he's watching TV or drinking tea, he would get up quietly and disappear into his room.

Shouhei?

I'd like you to help your brother, if anything.

At night, he tries to sleep early, and recently he started wearing earphones to sleep.

Where did you learn such knowledge? It's still too early.

And our room is close to our father's room, even though there is one empty room in between.

If he heard that kind of noise, he'll surely make some snide remarks with a nasty smile the next day.

I can't stand that.

And lastly, my image of Aoi is of a mother.

Aoi taking care of the twins is beautiful.

Her youthful appearance, her gentle smile, she gives off a kind of divine feeling.

I have some resistance to having wicked thoughts about such an Aoi.

I know I'm bad for having too much fantasies about women.

But, aren't ‘mother's' a beautiful existence?

Shouhei and I both are self aware mother-cons.

That's nothing to be ashamed of.

Our dead mother was a gentle and strong person.

We brothers and our father loved our mother.

If we could meet again, we'll surely be unbecoming and crying while acting like spoiled kids.

Maybe that's why I hold special feelings for a ‘mother'.

I'm sorry for Aoi, but it's a deep-rooted problem. Our mom pa.s.sed away 7 years ago.

It can't be fixed in such a short time.

And I'm getting exhausted.

It's p.u.b.erty.

I'm a boy!

It doesn't mean I don't react to the beautiful girl in front of me!

Jaja and Nana's night crying has gotten better than before because they play as much as possible in the day, but they are still going on.

Every morning Jaja cries and appeals to me like she's saying, “Daddy! Don't go!”. I have to use all my strength to endure, but my spirit is being whittled down.

Am I going to be okay?

“Aniki! What do you want to buy today?”

… It came.

I was lying on the desk as I slowly sat up and searched for the voice.

He stood right next to my seat and looked at me with a huge smile.

“… hey”

“Yes!”

Not yes!

I sighed.

“I don't remember how many times this is, but I don't want to do this every time lunch comes around.”

I bring Shouhei's delicious lunch every day.

Yet you're always watching.

“Yes! Because you might change your mind! Aniki!”

“Stop calling me Aniki!”

This guy.

This awfully short guy with a pompadour.

Kusaka Makio, my self-proclaimed underling.

This guy is another reason for why I'm so tired.