Chapter 271 - Cheat Mode
When I sorted through the tips brought in by the JK Network, it seemed a suspicious man had been spotted in a downtown area about two stations from here.
"Like, I heard this kinda handsome foreign guy's been calling out to men and going into back alleys with them. What's that about, lol seriously. Wait, is it really Keisuke Nakamoto? Isn't that crazy? Like, I totally talked to a celebrity!"
Apparently.
Even so, why are middle and high school girls these days so lax in their wariness towards a man in his thirties?
Normally, you'd think they'd be on guard against an old guy, but they contact me like we're already friends.
Some of them even blatantly invite me, saying things like, "I ran away from home, so I want you to take care of me."
A runaway girl, huh.
I'd like to help her out, but with me already living with multiple minors, any more charges would be heavy.
Besides, any woman who lives with me for more than three days becomes my girlfriend, you know? Is that okay? When I asked, she replied, "Yeah, it's fine," so my candidate list grew again.
Should I go pick her up after this matter is settled...? As I hesitated, Angelica tugged lightly at my clothes.
"Father? Your eyes have gone weird. Did your thoughts derail partway through?"
"No. I was just formulating a strategy. Let's go, Ange. From here, we're taking the train."
"Ah, that iron snake."
"I really don't like those," Chloe grumbled from ahead.
"They rattle and clatter, you get packed in like sardines, and there are people who try to touch you."
"I know how you feel."
Japan's rush-hour trains are practically a human rights violation.
I wonder why they're left as they are.
It feels worse than before I was summoned to another world.
Maybe there was nothing to be done but endure the recession, with no urban planning or anything.
While lamenting my continually declining homeland, I advanced with Angelica on my right arm and Chloe on my left.
Two types of breasts, different in shape and size. As I sharpened my mind on the sensation of them pressing into my elbows, we arrived at the nearest station in no time.
"Ah, this is terrible."
It seemed we'd hit the evening rush hour; the platform was crowded with people.
"Don't leave my side, you two. It's dangerous."
"Father is so overprotective. I won't fall behind the commoners of this country."
That's exactly what I'm worried about.
Since both Angelica and Chloe possess physical abilities far surpassing Earthlings, there's a risk of accidents like accidentally bumping into someone and sending them flying, or stepping on someone's foot and crushing their bones.
I haven't even cast a weakening spell today since I don't know when we'll get into a fight.
In short, I'm basically walking around with chimpanzees.
While having this terribly rude imagination, I lined up for the train and pulled Angelica and the others close, causing a small stir in the surroundings.
But with Angelica's words, "Cuddling with Father," the atmosphere softened instantly.
What, they're parent and child. So it wasn't a crime. Everyone probably convinced themselves of that and decided to look the other way.
It's a stretch to see us as father and daughter given our appearances, but everyone was just looking for a reason not to get involved in something troublesome.
You could call it a safe judgment by exploiting the crowd mentality.
"Hey, hey, Father."
"What?"
"You know, I'm actually still scared of trains."
"Huh?"
Looking, Chloe's legs were trembling slightly.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire. Why do problems keep popping up one after another?
"Weren't you fine last time you rode one?"
"I was pushing myself pretty hard back then."
Well, I suppose from an otherworlder's perspective, a metal box hurtling forward at tremendous speed with a roaring noise would be an object of fear.
"...Can't be helped. Once we're on, just cling to me the whole time."
Geez. They're such spoiled brats, these daddy's girls.
The moment I put a hand to my temple and sighed, a high-pitched whistle, Piiiiii! rang out.
Here it comes.
I patted Chloe's head as she clung tightly to me, patted Angelica's ass as she burned with jealousy, and boarded the train with a girl on each arm.
"Tight..."
Crushed by the nightmare-like crowd of people, I was pushed deeper into the car.
"Guh."
Just as I felt my body slammed against the wall, soft masses pressed against me one after another with a slight delay.
Assuming it was just Angelica and Chloe's boobs and butts, I looked up to find the collarbone of an unfamiliar high school girl and the nearly bursting bust of an office lady.
Huh!?
Where did they go!?
Searching for them with my eyes, I found blonde hair pressed snugly against my waist. That must be Angelica's head.
Chloe is...
"Father, it's hard to breathe."
Chloe was squirming between me and the door, looking like she was struggling for air.
It seemed she had been pushed in, hugging me from behind.
"Are you okay!?"
"I'm not okay...! My whole body is wrapped in Father's scent and touch. At this rate, I'll have an imaginary pregnancy before we reach our destination."
"You seem fine."
Don't get aroused on the train, you nympho.
Even though she's my daughter, I worry about her future, I sighed, and at that moment, the passengers' bodies lurched.
It seemed the train had started moving.
"..."
In time with the swaying, the high school girl's hair brushed against my shoulder, and the OL's breast pressed against my cheek.
I tried to apologize with my eyes, saying it wasn't intentional, but I wondered how much of it got through.
"This is bad, Holy Maiden. At this rate, Father will be mistaken for a molester."
"Eh... you mean that modern-day witch trial thing...?"
My daughters started whispering to each other while pressed against me.
I appreciate the concern, but...
"Hey, hey, I'm the righteous Hero, you know? I'm not gonna cause some stupid molester commotion."
"B-but... if these women accuse Father..."
Angelica looked up at me anxiously, and I grinned back.
"It's okay, Ange. I know how to solve this without making anyone unhappy."
How?
To Angelica, who whispered in a faint voice, I answered strongly.
"I just need to make these two my girlfriends."
"--Eh?"
I immediately started talking to the high school girl and the OL.
"This is crazy crowded today, huh. I've been bumping into you this whole time, are you two okay?"
"...Haah."
I stared intently at the high school girl, who replied with obvious wariness.
"...Eh, the comedian Nakamoto?"
"Oh, you caught me."
I brought my index finger to my lips and whispered, "Shh..." telling her to keep quiet so it wouldn't cause a stir.
Whether that simple action sparked a sense of complicity, the high school girl nodded twice.
"Celebrities ride trains too..."
"Well, of course I do."
"Can I take a picture later?"
"Sure."
"Can I post it on Insta?"
"Of course."
After chatting for a few more minutes and confirming her wariness had eased, I whispered in her ear.
"Come closer. It's dangerous, right?"
"...Eh."
"This car is famous for gropers, you know. You'll be safe next to me."
"How can you be so sure?"
"You know what my body's like, right? I can take care of some groper old man with one punch."
"Oh yeah, you've got crazy muscles."
"You can touch them if you want."
"For real~?" The high school girl approached with a light tone, and I pulled her close, asking, "What grade are you in?"
"First year of high school..."
"I thought you were a third-year, you look so mature."
"Ehh, no I don't~"
The initial wariness was nowhere to be seen on the high school girl's shy smile.
Well, it figures.
Even bald or ugly young comedians are more popular with women than the average guy, so with my slightly above-average looks, I'm practically catching them like crazy.
The status of a celebrity is, in a word, a "uterus-specific."
Trend-chasing girls fall for it in a second; you could call it a love cheat.
After confirming the high school girl's surrender, I moved on to conquering the OL, who had been pressing her boobs squishily against me the whole time.
I pretended not to hear Angelica and Chloe grinding their teeth.