The School Beauty’s Daughters’ Reverse Stickers!
23: Chapter 23 Urban Phantom!
The School Beauty’s Daughters’ Reverse Stickers!
The scout named Zhang Wei, under the cold rejection of Masako and the attack of a little loli’s grimace, slunk back into his black commercial car.
Nari could even imagine how he would report to his boss when he returned: “Boss, the target rejected us, and even gave us mental attacks and cub taunts.
My career has been severely damaged.” He was “held hostage” by his two daughters, one on each side, as they continued to walk down the busiest pedestrian street in the city center.
This feeling was even harder to bear than being under a spotlight on a stage at a tens of thousands-person anime convention.
At the convention, everyone wore similar outfits, at most shouting a few “wife”s.
But on this street, he felt like a rare species that had stumbled into the human world, and one wearing Pinru’s clothes at that.
“Daddy, this light is so pretty!” Aiko, being a child, was incredibly energetic after recovering from her illness.
She pointed at the huge LED screen on the mall’s exterior wall, her short legs bouncing non-stop.
Her small hand never let go, tightly gripping the hem of Nari’s Natasha uniform, occasionally tugging at it, as if to confirm whether this “fairy daddy” would suddenly disappear.
Every time Nari was tugged, his heart trembled with it.
This outfit was already eye-catching enough, and with such a lively accessory, the Return rate (rate of people turning their heads) directly soared from 100% to 200%, the extra 100% being for those who turned their heads to look a second time.
Just as Nari was wondering if he should find a hat or sunglasses to wear, a soft touch suddenly came from his other arm.
He stiffly turned his head.
He saw that Masako, at some point, had let go of the hand holding the thermos and instead reached out, naturally hooking her arm through his.
Her movements were fluid, without a hint of hesitation.
Nari was completely stunned.
If Aiko pulling him was due to a child’s nature, then his elder daughter Masako’s action was completely beyond his comprehension.
This rebellious teenager, who usually wanted to stay three meters away from him and found even an extra word annoying, actually took his arm voluntarily?
And while he was wearing this Natasha cosplay costume with an off-the-charts shame factor?
“Masako, you…” Nari started, wanting to ask if she was feeling unwell somewhere.
“What’s wrong?” Masako turned her head, her cool, clear face showing no ripples, “Isn’t it normal for a daughter to hold her daddy’s arm?” Normal?
Nari really wanted to retort loudly.
Normal is normal, but look at me now, how do I relate to the word “daddy”?
These curves, these long legs, this red and white uniform—saying I’m your long-lost older sister is more convincing than saying I’m your daddy!
His heart was roaring wildly, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn’t utter a single one.
Masako seemed to see through his thoughts and added lightly.
“Besides, when others see us, they’ll just think we’re sisters out shopping.” “This…
what does it matter!” Nari was dumbfounded by Masako’s words and actually didn’t know how to answer.
Sisters?
Thank you, my good elder daughter!
You even thought of an excuse for me!
He felt like he wasn’t taking his daughters shopping, but rather undergoing an extreme stress test.
On the left was a mischievous little devil, and on the right was a calm, scheming great demon king.
His “male mom” was completely under their control.
The warmth from his arm made Nari feel somewhat dazed.
He remembered four years ago, the winter when he first brought Masako and Aiko home from the orphanage.
They were the two children left by his deceased close friend, and after he completed all the procedures, he became their legal guardian.
Three-year-old Aiko quickly accepted him, sweetly transitioning from calling him Uncle Nuo Nuo to Daddy Nuo.
However, eleven-year-old Masako always maintained a maturity and aloofness beyond her age.
She would tidy her room, wash her clothes, and go to and from school by herself, never causing him any trouble, nor ever asking him for help.
For a whole year, she never once called him “daddy.” She always silently followed behind him, using “hey” or simply no address to refer to him.
Until one time, Nari, in order to attend her parent-teacher conference, rushed from school in heavy rain, but stumbled on the way, getting covered in mud and scraping his knee.
When he appeared at the classroom door, limping and disheveled, that always cool girl, for the first time, had red eyes.
That night, when she was tending to his wound, she finally, in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s hum, uttered the first word: “Old man.” From then on, she truly accepted him.
But even so, she had never initiated such intimate physical contact with him as she did today.
This realization filled Nari’s heart with an indescribably warm current.
Shame was shame, awkwardness was awkwardness, but the feeling of being relied upon by his daughters seemed…
not bad?
As he was lost in thought, Masako’s clear, cold voice sounded again.
“Old man, what are you thinking about?” “Nothing,” Nari snapped back to reality, cleared his throat, “It’s just that there are a lot of people.” “Then let’s walk faster.” Masako said, not only not letting go of his hand but holding on even tighter, leading him towards a crowded spot ahead.
Nari passively followed, feeling like a giant Barbie doll being led by his daughters.
Soon, they stopped in front of a trendy-looking drink shop.
A long queue stretched from the entrance, almost entirely composed of young students and couples.
And the moment their uniquely styled trio appeared, they instantly became the focus of the entire scene.
“Holy crap!
Look!
It’s that Natasha!” “Which Natasha?” “It’s that angel sister who was trending on the Jiang University forum today!
The one who saved someone on the spot!
She’s real!” “No way!
She’s even more stunning in person than in the video!
That figure, that face, absolutely incredible!
Is she actually real?” Whispers surged like a tide, and countless phone cameras instantly “swished” and aimed at them.
Nari’s scalp tingled.
He finally understood what it felt like for top celebrities to go out.
However, the public’s focus quickly shifted.
“Who are the two girls next to her?
So pretty!” “Especially the one in the school uniform, she has such a cool aura, she must be a school belle!” “Three sisters?
Their genes are too good!
What kind of divine beauty are these three sisters?” “No way!
Natasha sister looks only in her early twenties, how could she have such grown daughters?
They must be younger sisters!” “Right, right, right!
They must be sisters!
The older sister taking her two younger sisters out to play!
Wuwuwu, what a heartwarming scene, I love it, I love it!” Listening to the surrounding conjectures, Nari felt his worldview being repeatedly rubbed on the ground.
He tried to use his “Natasha” image to force out a majestic expression of “I am their daddy.” However, under the influence of the “succubus aura,” this expression, in the eyes of others, became a cool and helpless indulgence, further solidifying his persona as a “gentle older sister.” However, Masako next to him was very satisfied with how others referred to them.
In fact, she had always been reluctant to consider Nari as her old man.
After all, she felt that Nari wasn’t much older than her.
“Look, the angel sister smiled!
She’s tacitly agreeing!” Nari: “…” I didn’t smile!
My facial muscles were twitching!
Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, Aiko suddenly turned around, faced the boy who was shouting the loudest, and, in her unique loli voice, spoke word by word.
“She’s not our big sister.” The entire place fell silent instantly, everyone looking at her curiously, waiting for what she would say next.
Nari’s heart sank, a bad premonition washing over him.
He saw Masako, still holding Nari’s arm, tilt her head slightly and announce to everyone with utmost seriousness.
“She is our fairy daddy.” Everyone: “…”