The Assassin Girl Who Stayed by My Side in Another World… Somehow Followed Me Back to Modern Japan - Chapter 11: I’m Not Getting Involved… Probably…

Chapter 11: I’m Not Getting Involved… Probably…

“So, you’re really going with just those two? One for casual wear and one for pajamas?”

Even though there were tons of other cute options, Aira had already settled on the first two outfits she tried on. I looked at her and asked, just to be sure.

“These are good… because Hiroto said they’re cute.”

She hugged the clothes tightly to her chest with both hands—and honestly, the whole thing was ridiculously adorable.

…As a daughter, of course.

That said, if her decision was based on me calling them cute, then—well, let’s be real. No matter what she wore, I’d probably say it was cute anyway. She’s my daughter. I love her. That’s just how it is.

Still, she looked so genuinely happy that I kept my mouth shut and let her enjoy the moment.

“Alright, next up—underwear. The section’s over there, so I’ll hang onto these and wait here.”

I took the clothes from her, planning to let her check that part out on her own.

But for some reason, Aira didn’t move.

“What’s wrong?”

“Hiroto coming with me.”

“…Yeah, no. I’m not.”

I mean—yeah, she’s my daughter, but that’s exactly why I can’t go underwear shopping with her!

If she were still eight years old, like when we first met, then sure—I’d have gone along without a second thought.

But now? Aira’s sixteen.

…Even if she doesn’t really look it, that’s the reality.

“…You said you’d tell me your preferences.”

“I did not say that! I only said I’d give advice—and that was about clothes!”

I kept my voice low to avoid disturbing the other shoppers, but yeah—I basically shouted that in a whisper.

“…Did you lie to me, Hiroto?”

Aira looked up at me with this sad, heartbroken expression.

“Ugh… I-I told you, underwear’s a whole different thing, okay?”

“…I thought underwear counted too. If you weren’t lying, then let’s go—come.”

That face… is cheating.

Seriously, what parent could say no when their daughter looks at them like that?

“…Fine. Fine, you win. But just so we’re clear—I’m only going with you. I’m not saying a single word about the underwear, got it?”

“Got it.”

I thought I’d have to talk her down again, but to my surprise, Aira nodded without any pushback.

…Well, I guess that’s fine then.

Besides, I’m gonna see the underwear at checkout anyway. No avoiding that part.

Might as well just accept it.

Still, Aira only just got here from the other world—dumping this kind of thing on her might be a little much, a little too soon.

And so… I ended up getting dragged along to the women’s underwear section.

She stayed close the entire time, so hopefully it didn’t look too weird.

But man, this place is seriously awkward for any guy. I felt so out of place.

“This one looks good. Hiroto, is it okay?”

While I was doing my best to stare at literally anything but the surrounding displays, Aira suddenly stopped and asked me that.

“I told you already—I’m not giving any input when it comes to underwear.”

“Good. I saw that this world has a lot of super lewd underwear, but with this one, I figured personal taste doesn’t really matter.”

At those words, my eyes shot up on reflex.

And what did I see?

Underwear so thin it looked like it might vanish if you stared at it too hard.

“H-H-Hold on a sec!”

“Mm? What?”

“T-That one’s a no-go! That is definitely not appropriate!”

“But you said you wouldn’t comment on underwear, Hiroto.”

Guh—! I-I did say that, yeah… but this is a totally different category!

Like—why is that kind of lingerie even just out in the open like this?!

…Back in the other world, I always figured I’d have to leave Aira behind someday. So I made sure to give her a solid understanding of how things worked—basic life knowledge, even a little sex ed, just in case.

But I never showed her anything even close to this.

Seriously—why are you putting that kind of dangerously adult underwear right in front of my cute daughter’s face?!

…Ugh. Who am I even mad at right now?

“Let’s… pick something else, okay?”

“Then, Hiroto, you choose the underwear you like. …If you don’t, I don’t want anything else.”

Back in the other world, she almost never acted spoiled.

So yeah—seeing my daughter throw a little tantrum like this… it was kind of cute, in its own way.

Still… I really wish she’d picked a slightly more innocent moment to be clingy.