Isekai Kaeri no Ossan wa, Fusei Sukiru de Fathercon Musume-tachi o Tororori ni Chapter 54: Post-War Treatment

Chapter 54: Post-War Treatnt

According to what Ayako-chan told , Yuuta was completely fooled.

“Are you okay? Saeki-kun you’re burning up, and you’ve been saying nonsense all over…huh? You don’t even rember how you got to this toilet? Did your fever get so high you got delirious? Please take care of yourself, since it seems like this could often happen to minors.”

That’s what she seed to have said to Yuuta as her face approached his, which allowed him to quickly agree with what she said. With his face red up to his ears, Yuuta asserted that he’ll “go get it checked”.

Kana seed to have cald down after that, so I don’t think it’s necessary to be in conflict with her anymore.

Now regarding the cloned geniuses, there’s no way for to deal with them at this point. The society just have to accept them.

Here’s a way to convince the public about what happened:

“So scientists sowhere had illegally tried to create clones, and they only took advantage of Saeki Kana to gain fa.”

Of course, this is a realm that’s nowhere close to Heaven nor Hell, so we couldn’t even try to give a fantasy twist to the story. Kana turned out to be famous in the internet as the “Splitting JK”, and they even got so AA1 made of her, and that’s just a fitting retribution in my opinion.

All that’s left is for the Saeki household to overco themselves. I’m just a hero, not a counselor nor a social worker. All I could do is blast away anything that gets in my way with overwhelming firepower, and this is not a situation that could be solved with that.

“And so, it’s ti for us to take care of us, huh.”

It was midnight, and all of us are gathered in a small playground close to our apartnt, looking at each other’s extrely familiar face.

Of course, by us, I an us Nakamoto Keisukes.

There’s Keisuke A, who took care of the twenty Kanas in the summit, Keisuke B who went through his days as usual to cover for our absence, and Keisuke C who was in charge of scouting.

All three of us Nakamoto Keisukes kept raising our hands, insisting that “if you need to erase soone, erase .”

When everything is over, the one with the biggest value was left to live, where the other two are erased. That was the plan before I multiplied myself so I wouldn’t cause disorder in society.

“I’m the right-hand-side made along the left-hand-side, so I should be the least original, right? Co on and erase then” said Keisuke C, pointing his thumb on his own face with a catastrophic suggestion.

And to that, Keisuke B tried to raise an objection.

“No, I was just dealing with the stupid stuff that went down in the TV studio. There shouldn’t be a problem if I get erased with this mory. A and C should still be here then, because you both know about what happened here the most.”

Of course, I have my own materials for objection.

“How is that stupid? I think keeping B would be the best choice for our social life. It’s important to rember what happened at work yesterday.”

Surprisingly, the three of us had huge self-sacrificing tendencies. But at the sa ti, we also had thought of being considerate of one another, so is this not a sense of self-preservation?

Speaking myself is still sothing I can’t get used to in the end.

“How about we just decide it with a lottery?”

“You can’t use sothing that random. The choice between which Keisuke’s mory should be left behind is a matter of life and death.

“Then who gets erased doesn’t matter, we can just tell each other about what happened the past few days, then at that point all of us would know the sa thing.”

“That’s broad…”

Keisuke C responded to Keisuke B’s suggestion with a tired expression.

As for , a certain idea ca up when he said “all of us would know the sa thing.”

“I’ve got one idea. dically speaking, it’s a crazy idea, but…”

“What?”

“I’m going to split you both into two,” I said. “I’ll split Keisuke B and Keisuke C in half and stick them together with magic and so the two opposite sides would beco one. If things go well, Keisuke B and C’s mories will be combined into the sa person. We’re the sa person so there shouldn’t be a case of organ rejection. Then we can repeat the process until our mories combine into one person. After all that, the other two will be erased.”

“That’s alright.”

“Let’s do it now.”

I thought it was such a twisted idea, but the two are pretty twisted themselves for spending no ti before agreeing.

“I wouldn’t want our clothes to be split, so let’s strip.”

“We should’ve cast Conceal before we gathered. Wouldn’t be weird if soone reports about three naked old n in the park at night.”

True, the two of us said with a wry smile as we stripped.

Also, no matter how strong we are as heroes, what’s cold is still cold, so I want to get this over with ASAP.

Like two peas in a pod, all of us Nakamoto Keisuke faced each other and swung down our Sword of Light. Two of the Keisukes were split straight in half, creating four pieces of at standing around. The wounds were imdiately burned by the Sword of Light along with the bisection, so not even a single drop of blood ca out.

I took Keisuke B and C by the hand as they twitched violently, barely holding on to their lives. No matter how strong my regenerative power is, they’ll get annihilated if I don’t hurry.

I aligned the two by the cross-section cut and cast Heal. The spell shuts off open wounds and works so well that it had been sung as a revival spell.

Either way, first and foremost, I think the healing worked, but it still leaves worried. Did I really succeed?

As I swallowed my spit in anticipation, the Keisukes woke up. The two of them rubbed their head in circle, looking like nothing major had happened to them.

“…aah…I see, so this is how it ended up.”

“The mories fade incompletely, and new mories ca flowing in.”

The two of them are now Keisuke B, and at the sa ti, Keisuke C, and as I was still confused on how to address them, I called out to them.

“Alright, then the two of you need to cut in half and stick one half of you to .”

I’ll do it, called out the left-side Keisuke.

“Close your eyes, this’ll just take a mont.”

“Thanks.”

I spread my legs to my shoulder’s width and adopted a daunting pose before tightly shutting my eyes, but even then I could still feel the airflow changing as the other swings his sword.

Here it cos.

It’s gonna hit soon.

For a split second, I was severed in half.

“…kh!”

There.

A whip of heat passed through the middle of my body, and at the sa ti, my consciousness was cut short.

“ “

There was a few mont of nothingness, and the mont it returns, a surge of mories ca flowing like a torrent: the mories of Keisuke C who had been constantly monitoring the Saeki household; the mories of Keisuke B who went to work to Sumire TV studio and got acquainted with an odd idol in the dressing room…wait, acquainted? Is this even okay?

“I do feel bad for Ange.”

I rose my torso and hung my head. What the hell was I doing.

Naturally, I first glanced at my abdon. As I did, I noticed the two marks I left with a permanent marker on my flank. To my right is the letter A, and to my left is the letter B. Seems like through so complications, my left half had returned to its original position.

To my side was a tragic scene of my exact half, laying down like a dead flesh.

“Aren’t you going to heal this part?” I asked towards Keisuke (B C)/2 (I know it’s a weird expression but there’s no other way to explain it), but they showed a troubled expression.

“You’re gonna erase him anyways so I don’t see the need. Co on, kill already. With all three of our mories combined, you’re going to be the truest Keisuke, and both parts of your body belong to the original anyways.”

“…it’s been one thing after another, huh. Thanks a lot.”

“Don’t think about it too much. Besides, I’m you.”

The one to fell the strongest hero would only be the strongest hero. That said, my ATK and DEF status keeps going higher and higher, so if I were to attack the other Keisukes, I would annihilate them without a doubt.

“See ya”

With a magic that I unleashed, the Keisuke copies in front of vanished.

【Nakamoto Keisuke won the battle!】

【Obtained 99,999,999,999, EXP】

【Obtained 999,999 Skill Points】

【Nakamoto Keisuke reached level 301! 】

【Enhanced performance: Unique Skill: Paternity!】

【Enhanced performance: Skill: Holy Sword!】

【Enhanced performance: Skill: Law!】

【Obtained Skill: All Attribute Resistance!】

With the defeat of a hero, an obscene amount of EXP ca rushing into . The thing is, if I get even stronger, it will bring inconvenience, but well, whatever.

Next I need to go through an estate sale. The three Keisuke’s shirt and shoes are scattered around the place, so I took one piece from each that looked most expensive. There are underwears, jeans, Y-shirts, belts, a sweater, a coat, and a pair of sneakers. I only need enough for one person, so I look through them carefully.

After I sorted them all out, I burnt the two other sets of clothes with magic, since it would just get in the way of the act I’m going to go through from now on. I’ll have the two of them go on a trip, so having their clothes left behind would be unnatural.

“…damn, it’s cold.” I muttered, shivering. Since it seed like I’d catch a cold if I keep this any longer, I hastily put on the clothes and decided to go ho quickly.

Shrugging my shoulders, I turned towards my apartnt.

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1 Not sure what this actually is, but first google search result points to ASCII Art