manga artist Kirito

"You're definitely doing this on purpose!" Ayano, the little girl, realized that her head was being held down and her short legs couldn't reach Kiritani-san. She glared angrily, "I can ignore you when I talk to you, but now you won't let me kick you!"

"That's what happens when your legs are short." Kiritani-san calmly watched the little Ayano girl, who was jumping up and down in anger. "If you want to kick people, go back to the Tiger Dojo and sign up for a cram school class. I guarantee you'll be able to easily take down those classmates you don't like at school when you come back—of course, if you want a quick fix, you can add some chili powder to your pepper spray. If you get it in your eyes, you won't be able to get it fixed without going to the hospital!"

"Kiritani-kun, please don't teach Keiko things like that." With a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, Shino didn't know why the topic had suddenly veered off course, but this kind of thing really shouldn't be used on middle school students...

Ah, adding some chili powder to pepper spray is indeed a good suggestion; it could increase its lethality by at least one level.

Incidentally, the little girl's gaze as she stared at Kirito gradually quieted down, occasionally flashing a thoughtful expression, as if she was considering whether to try this method on Kirito.

"Hey, let's go buy some pepper spray later!"

"Don't joke around. If you get chili powder in your eyes, things will be much harder to handle." Sinon reached out and tapped Ayano on the head, indicating that it wasn't appropriate. Then, she changed the subject, "I'll add some ingredients to your pepper spray later, but don't use it on your classmates!"

"Yes, I understand!" Ayano nodded very seriously and cast a slightly smiling glance at Kiritani-san, her intentions were all too clear.

"Tsk!" Kiritani-san slightly curled the corners of his mouth, pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, and thought, "Kids these days are really mischievous."

"Asada-san, you'd better keep an eye on this little girl!"

Shino gave a very strange smile. "Of course, I understand, just like how Kiritani took care of Shiina-san."

...Does this guy know something?

I always feel like she knows me very well... Is it just my imagination?

The lenses reflected a faint ray of sunlight. Kiritani glanced at his silent eldest daughter and noticed something odd about her gaze... It seemed strangely hostile.

What's going on here?

...Could it be that my emotional intelligence has declined recently?

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"Although I think it's nice to take a walk in the park, the weather is just too hot."

Shi Naisang raised her hand to shield her forehead from the scorching sun, looking somewhat worried.

This is... the legendary story of a young girl afraid of the sun, covering her face with one hand?

Actually, compared to Shino-san's sorrow, Kiritani-san felt that he was extremely depressed right now.

Perhaps it's a habit, but Kiritani-san's clothes are mostly black, and occasionally a red tracksuit...

In this kind of weather where the sun seems to explode, wearing black or red clothes is practically tantamount to voluntarily courting death.

Kiritani regrets bringing Shiina Mashiro to the park. If she had known, she would have preferred to go to the mall, at least there was air conditioning there.

"Hey, Kirito-san, what are your plans for this afternoon?" Shino stood in front of a small stall, picking out a sun hat—a real sun hat, don't overthink it—but the baseball cap she picked for Ayano was rejected, which hurt her a little.

Shiina Mashiro next to her was incredibly obedient. Kirito simply handed her a hat and put it on her, which she happily accepted... Ah, although she had no expression on her face, you could still tell that she was happy.

The difference between people... It's true that kids like Shiina are the best.

Sinon turned her head to look at Ayano, the little girl who was trying to snatch the hat from Kirito's hand. Taking care of a child is still a bit difficult for me now.

"It's getting too hot to keep strolling in the park."

"Ah, arrangements... I promised to take Chaohei to see the goldfish, oh no, I mean to take some photo booth pictures, does that count?"

Kiritani gestured for Shiina Mashiro to help press down on the little girl's head, then took out his wallet from his pocket and paid the stall owner. "Actually, I was looking for a place with air conditioning, a nice surrounding environment, or a good atmosphere, so that even if I accidentally fall asleep, Super Black can look at the street scene and not run around... uh, or rather, I'm hoping Super Black will run around, since this has never happened before."

"She's very fair-skinned, not super dark!" Shiina Mashiro retorted to the nickname given to her by Kiritani-san, pressing down on Ayano's head with a blank expression.

"That's good, it's very dark."

"It's truly white, no longer black!"

"What a strange... arrangement." Shino shook her head with a smile, but thinking about it seriously, it would be really strange if Shiina really ran around and disobeyed.

However, it's strange that Shiina's activity level has noticeably increased recently. At school, unless Yuuki talks to her, she rarely speaks, even when the teacher asks her a question...

Does it vary from person to person?

Or is it that only Yuuki and Kiritani could have turned her into the way she is now?

"It's not surprising at all. As long as you give Shiro a sketchbook and a pen, she can stay quietly in one place without moving at all." After paying, Kiritani picked up a black baseball cap and put it on—as expected, she still prefers black.

"As long as Kurokiri-kun has a lap pillow, he can sleep all day without any problem." Shiina-kun let go of the nearly frantic Ayano-kun, touched the bag that Kirigaya-kun was carrying, and pulled out a Baumkuchen from it.

Then, she lowered her eyes, looked at the little girl Ayano who was squinting and staring at her with an unfriendly expression, and took a bite of the Baumkuchen. "I won't give you any."

"Who wants to eat your food?!" Ayano, the little loli, was going crazy. One after another, they were bullying her because of her height. She was so annoyed!

He raised his foot and kicked Kiritani-san directly in the shin...

Then, with tears welling up in her eyes, the little girl squatted down and hugged her legs.

"it hurts……"

This is a classic case of reaping what you sow...

Kiritani-san raised an eyebrow. "Let me hug you?"

"No way, you pervert! Your leg bones are as hard as bricks, you pervert!" The little girl slapped away Kiritani-san's outstretched hand unhappily.

"Do you think a pervert would listen to you? You're still too sweet!" Kiritani-san picked up the little girl in a princess carry. "Hmm, let's go take some photos first... Ah, Asada-san, you want to come too?"

"Okay, sure." Shino looked at Ayano Keiko, who was seemingly struggling but actually snuggling against Kiritani-san, and her eyebrows twitched slightly. She thought to herself, "I've never seen you this quiet when you're with me."

Shiina tugged at Kiritani's sleeve, "Kazuto!"

"Huh? What's wrong... Hmm?" Kiritani-san turned his head to look over, but as he opened his mouth, his eldest daughter stuffed a Baumkuchen into his mouth and opened her arms.

The intention couldn't be clearer—he wanted a hug!

...Seriously, have mercy on me!

How could I possibly carry so many!

"Oh my, Kiritani-san." Sinon looked at Kiritani-san with a smile, indicating that she also wanted to join in the fun.

"Please don't do this, thank you!" Kiritani felt that if he wasn't serious, these girls would think he was easy to bully.

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So why did it turn out like this?

Turning past the park and heading towards the pedestrian street, Kirito was carrying a little girl in front of him and his older daughter on his back. His face was a bit pale, he was panting heavily, and his steps were somewhat difficult...

Sinon remembers that Kiritani-kun has the attribute of being physically useless—although carrying two people on his back and walking out of the park consumed most of his stamina, he is still too useless, isn't he?

"I think……"

"...It's alright, don't worry."

Kiritani-kun knew what Shino-san wanted to say, but there was nothing he could do. His eldest daughter was clinging tightly to his neck, and the little girl in front of him was gripping his collar tightly... It would be difficult to put them down. He decided to call Shizuka-sensei to come and pick him up later.

P.S.: Ah, I'm thinking of starting a storybook and updating it sporadically... Kanbara, that pervert, is just perfect for me!

Ah, please vote! I need some razor blades!

The recent data is really dismal.

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【NO.235 Title】

There are many things you can show off: girls like to post selfies, rich people like to post pictures of girls, and top students like to post pictures of their basements, but many people can only bask in the sun.

Kiritani-kun is practically sunbathing right now, holding a cute and mischievous little girl in his arms and carrying a big... eldest daughter on his back. It's a scene that others would envy, isn't it?

But who knows the bitterness in Kiritani's heart?

—I'm so tired, I can't walk anymore. Could you please get down?

Near the park, there's a large entertainment complex, which is practically a game center. There are also many leisure venues nearby, such as milk tea shops and cafes. Naturally, there will be milk tea girls... but don't even think about Naya girls.

Upon entering the hall, a chill swept over him, instantly clearing his almost blurred consciousness. There was also a great deal of noise, as everyone nearby was playing games, although Kirigaya-kun didn't particularly like this kind of place.

When Kiritani and his group walked in, they naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Not only were there two on her body, but there was also one following behind her...

Honestly, I don't really understand the look in these people's eyes.

Before Kiritani could even speak, Ayano jumped down from his arms and excitedly looked at the claw machine. Shiina Mashiro, on the other hand, had never been to a place like this before, but she was much quieter.

With a look of keen interest, Shiina Mashiro blinked her big eyes and tugged at Kiritani's sleeve, saying, "Kazuto, let's play the claw machine..."

"Do I really need to help with something like this? It's actually very simple. First, insert a coin, then use the claw to slip the toy you like onto the string attached to the tag. It'll make sure it doesn't fall off halfway through." Kiritani-kun thinks everyone probably knows this little trick, right?

...Hmm, it doesn't seem as difficult as the shooting game I did with Suguha at that little stall on the edge of the amusement park last time...

But seriously, do all girls like dolls that much?

Asuna never wanted a doll—that makes sense, she just hugs me when she wants a hug, so what would she need a doll for?

"Huh?" Shiina Mashiro tilted her head in confusion, completely not understanding what Kirito-kun meant.

"It's true that this action is cute, but your old man is getting tired of it. Give me some fresher expressions." Kirito patted Shiina Mashiro's head mercilessly, then walked towards the claw machine.

Shiina Mashiro blinked, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.

"Little girl, do you want an old dirty turtle?"

"I want a teddy bear."

"Find me a teddy bear in the dollhouse, or it might tear you to pieces tonight!"

"RUA!" The little girl was not only not scared, but also stuck out her little tongue and rolled her eyes.

"My dear daughter, do you want a frog?"

"Clam?"

"Then I'll give you an old, dirty turtle."

"Oh." Shiina Mashiro didn't seem to care, or rather, she liked any doll that Kiritani-kun won.

“Asada-san, you…” Turning around, Kiritani looked at Sinon, whose expression was somewhat subtle. “Uh, what do you want?”

"...Me? I don't need it~!" Sinon took a small step back, looked at Kiritani-kun, and answered after a moment's thought.

"Ah, that's great." Instantly, Kiritani looked at Sinon with a hint of appreciation in his eyes—oh no, there are no coins left to continue, thank goodness Asada doesn't want the doll.

"But, isn't Kirigaya-kun cheating?"

Playing claw machines requires both luck and skill, but for Kiritani-kun, it's not just about luck and skill; if you aim carefully, you're guaranteed success...

"Why should a skill developed through observation be considered cheating?" Kiritani retorted confidently. "And don't talk about fairness or unfairness, even the females are flat these days."

"..." Shino-san opened her mouth slightly, unsure how to refute.

However, at this point, all that's needed is to say—"I have never seen such a shameless person"—that should be enough!

"Hey, do you like playing video games?"

"Well, I do quite like shooting games."

"I love fighting games!" Holding a Nyarlathotep... uh, I mean octopus, the little girl Ayano looked at Kirito with great excitement. "My older sister has never taken me to play them."

Sensing the look in Kirigaya-kun's eyes that seemed to say, "You're actually abusing this little girl," Shino's brow twitched. This child had only been staying at her house for a short time; she was still in school before, how could she have had time...?

Seeing the enthusiastic little girl Ayano, Kiritani grinned. "Alright! Let's go play a card game!"

"Okay...Eh—Eh?!" The little girl, who was about to jump up excitedly, had her joyful cheers cut short before they could even fully escape her lips, her face changing color repeatedly.

"Ah! Kazuko-neechan, I'm going to bite you to death!"

"...Bell like a dog, and I'll take you out to play, plus Häagen-Dazs ice cream!"

"—Sinai!"

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A headshot...

Suddenly, it occurred to me that using this kind of material to create a horror story would actually be quite interesting, wouldn't it?

E.g……

"Don't say that, it's creepy!" Ayano, the little girl, rubbed her arm, her face showing a hint of disgust. Clearly, this little girl was still afraid of ghosts.

Of course, Kiritani-kun is also afraid of ghosts... no, Kiritani-kun is simply not used to their presence and doesn't like that atmosphere.

Therefore, it's impossible for supernatural stories to have originated from him.

"Wait, let me sit on your shoulder, otherwise you won't be able to take a picture of me..." Ayano, the little loli, gently kicked Kiritani's shin, signaling him to squat down so she could sit on him.