Chapter 110 – My Son Became a Magical Girl!

Fаthеr Arrives.

Mу fаther cаme to Тоkуо tо grеet Mаshiro’s pаrеnts.

Originаllу, this mаn wаs sоmething оf a hоmebodу—оr rаthеr, busy with the рeаr orchard hе runs, sо he rarely gоеs out.

After my mothеr рassed away аnd I mоved out, hе beсаmе еven more solеly foсusеd оn work.

Aрраrently, his suсcessоrs, now that he’s pаst siхty, will be his соusin and hеr husband.

Thаt’s a relief.

“I hаd no idеа about that side of уour fаmilу situаtion, Sеnpai!!”

“Wеll, I nеvеr talked аbout it…”

“Yоu еvеn hаvе a соusin!?”

“Yеah. Shе’s а girl about a year older than Mashiro and already has two kids.”

“Whoa…”

Mashiro held her head in her hands.

We were at Hachioji Station.

Waiting for my father’s arrival.

It’s been since Grandma’s funeral.

We hardly ever contacted each other by phone, but when I called the other day to tell him I was getting married to Mashiro, he was utterly shocked.

And I remember he sounded happy.

So even he has those kinds of feelings.

Well, come to think of it now…

Wasn’t he kinda socially anxious, a real communication disaster…?

Now that I’ve been a streamer and seen all sorts of eccentric people, I think I understand.

If I’d known this back then, maybe I wouldn’t have disliked him so much when I was young.

Oh, here he comes.

A white-haired man moving stiffly in an ill-fitting suit.

He’s a bit shorter than me now.

He used to be taller, but he’s shrunk a little with age.

He was looking around restlessly in the crowd…

But when I used Mentaris’s power to whisper “Over here, over here” into his mind, he jolted and turned around.

His expression instantly brightened.

So it’s true…

He really does seem socially anxious…!

I felt all the tension drain out of me at once.

My father scurried over to me.

“O-oh. Long time no see.”

“Yeah, long time. Let me introduce you. You already talked on the phone, right? This is Mashiro. My wife.”

“N-nice to meet you!!”

As Mashiro bowed her head, my father hastily bowed back.

“W-well, hello. Um, please take care of my son. He, uh, can be a bit strong in his speech sometimes, but, um, he’s not a bad guy…”

Whoa, he’s really trying hard to give a proper fatherly greeting…

“Yes! Senpai… Mr. Shogo is a wonderful person. Thank you very much for coming all this way today, Father.”

That’s a Mashiro who doesn’t sound like a kouhai!

Well, I knew she could speak properly since she’s a working adult, but…

Leading this father of mine, we boarded the train heading toward my and Mashiro’s hometown.

Basically, whenever he runs out of topics, my father falls silent.

I heard he and my mother had an arranged marriage. If it were nowadays, I probably wouldn’t have been born…

He’s that bad at talking, a man of few words.

“Shogo, is work… going well?”

“Yeah, smoothly. The earnings aren’t bad either.”

“I see.”

And that ends the conversation.

Well, it’s better that it ends there.

Because that ‘work’ means inheriting my grandmother’s will, becoming a Witch, transforming into a Magical Girl, and doing streams…!

When I think about it, I’m in a pretty outrageous situation.

Mentaris subtly poked the corner of his cover out from my bag and moved stealthily.

He tapped the edge against my father.

Hoho~

I heard a small voice.

Mentaris returned.

He’s thinking round and round in his head, but it doesn’t come out of his mouth. He’s really bad at talking. By the way, it seems he knew his mother was a Witch.

“What?!”

I almost shouted out loud.

This guy knew Grandma was a Witch!?

Why didn’t he say anything… oh, right. He’s the type who can’t get the words out.

Looking back now, I, who left home in youthful folly, probably should have talked a bit more with my father.

It’s only now, as I’m about to get married, that I feel I’ve finally reached that state of mind.

It seems the Witch told him he should become a Magical Girl too, but he couldn’t understand it, so he apparently refused.

“Whaaaat?!”

I recoiled.

Dad, you properly inherited the Witch talent too?!

This changes things!!

“S-Senpai, what’s wrong!?”

“No, it’s nothing, it’s nothing…”

Grandma, you were recruiting both your son and your grandson!!

You really had it all planned out.

Since my father was like this, they arranged a marriage for him to have a child, and that’s how I was born.

And then I inherited the Witch.

Was it all in the palm of her hand…?

What a nasty palm to be in…

After transferring trains, we arrived at the station near our home.

Mashiro’s parents and my father finally met.

After that, it seems Mashiro’s parents are taking him around for some Tokyo sightseeing.

He’s staying at a business hotel in front of the station.

Putting aside any issues I had with my father, we can’t have him staying at a house with Grimoires and a Fox and connected to the Otherworld…

After returning home alone, we held a strategy meeting.

“Flota. Did you… know that my dad understood Grandma was a Witch?”

“Ah, yes. Well, of course, they were together all the time when he was young. The previous master lived separately after getting married, until you were born, Master. She built her workshop in those mountains! If the Abazure hadn’t attacked, you probably would have been called and the inheritance ceremony would have been held, right?”

“So that’s how it was… Now that I think about it, if someone told me to become a Magical Girl, I’d definitely be curious, wouldn’t I?”

When I think about whether I would have become Spice… I probably would have!

Because I grew up to be pretty much the exact opposite type from my father.

W-wait, could this also have been Grandma’s plan…!?

“Maybe! She was someone who could oppose seven Abazure all by herself! She must have had profound thoughts.”

Flota nodded, saying “Mhm, mhm.”

Good grief.

Well, my current daily life is incredibly stimulating and fun, so it’s fine as it is…

But how should I tell my father?

Do I even need to tell him?

“Your son became a Magical Girl”—I doubt he’d be able to understand that, would he?