A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Gina repeated the same action three times, but Mag still didn’t see what she wanted to express, but made Amy’s’ answer more and more popular.

Gina was lying weakly at the bottom of the bathtub, opened her mouth to spit out two colored bubbles, watched them rise to the surface, and then floated upwards until she hit the ceiling before breaking.

Mag also chose to give up the question temporarily, and instead gestured and asked, “Can you get out of the bathtub?”

She almost hung up yesterday due to lack of water and oxygen, but when she first appeared she had legs, which made Mag wonder if she could walk on land.

Gina understood Mag ’s gestures, clicked nodded, closed her eyes and meditated for a while, a blue rays of light lit from her eyebrow, and the water in the bathtub was one third less visible than the naked eye, all injected The blue light that caught her brow.

The blue rays of light converge, the colored fish tail has disappeared, and has become two long straight legs. Gina reached out and slowly stood up, holding the edge of the bathtub.

The shell cannot be wrapped round, and it is perfectly presented in Mag’s perspective.

Gina gently threw golden red hair behind her, revealing an elegant smile.

Mag sucked his nose, and it was a bit unnatural for the unbelievable beauty to take a bath.

However, this gave Mag some judgement. The mermaid apparently practiced some kind of magic, and was able to use a certain amount of seawater to allow himself to breathe in the air, and at the same time, he could turn the fish tail into legs.

“Meow.”

Ugly Duckling, hiding behind Amy, exchanged lightly.

“Ah!~”

Gina, who wanted to say hello gracefully, was suddenly shocked. She jumped in place, jumped directly to Mag’s body with her legs open, took off his clothes, and buried her head.

Mag’s subconscious hands clasped her legs, keeping Gina in a less elegant position.

Amy and Ugly Duckling opened their mouths slightly and looked at the two people in strange positions. After a few moments of silence, Amy silently raised Ugly Duckling toward the door and said, “We should give some space to the adults … … “

Mag’s face suddenly turned black … this time he jumped to the Yellow River and couldn’t wash it.

Getting up in the morning, he was wearing a pajama, Gina’s sack clothes, and put his face directly on his chest muscles.

She had almost no clothes, except for the two shells on her chest and the seaweed that had been torn clean from her waist. Such a lithe and graceful body was close to him. Early in the morning, as a normal man, Mag felt that I already have a tendency to look up.

If it wasn’t for the trembling that she was really afraid of, Mag had thrown her back into the bathtub and calmed down, but now it seemed a bit impersonal, and she could only push her leg down while she said “Gina, it’s all right, Ugly Duckling is out …”

After 5 minutes, Mag finally brought Gina wrapped around him like Octopus back to the ground, and held his gun calmly.

After Gina determined that the terrifying cat had finally left, she had a lingering pats on her chest. It was too terrifying. Fortunately, Mister Mag protected her, and looking at Mag’s eyes was also full of gratitude and admiration, probably only as brave as him People, aren’t you afraid of that terrifying guy?

Mag looked at the exposed Gina and coughed, “I’ll change your clothes first.”

After figuring out what Mag meant, Gina looked at her dress with a look of confusion. Everyone wears it like this on the seabed, isn’t it nice? It would be inconvenient to swim if you put on clothes. Why would Mister Mag change herself?

Mag looked at Gina with her innocent face spreading her hands, and could not help but have a headache.

Doesn’t this girl have any points for her figure?

Who’s going to wear it just like that?

Mag thought about it, then reached out and turned off the heating switch, clicked the quick-cool button, and set the temperature.

The temperature in the warm bathroom dropped to zero, and the water on the ground began to freeze.

“It’s so cold!” Gina, who had never felt the bitter cold, shuddered, feeling herself frozen.

Mag took a bathrobe from the cabinet and put it on her, raising the temperature by a few degrees.

The soft and warm bathrobe draped over the body, and the feeling of cold disappeared instantly.

“It turned out to be so warm and soft, so comfortable.” Gina wrapped her bathrobe in surprise, and for the first time found that the original clothes had such a magical effect.

“You wait here, I’ll get you clothes.” Mag motioned Gina to wait in the bathroom, opened the bathroom door and went out.

This time out, Amy was holding Ugly Duckling, holding her chin and sitting at the entrance of the stairs looking at him, with a little scrutiny in her eyes.

“I’m going to prepare her a suitable suit.” Mag is inexplicably troublesome and has a headache. I don’t know how Amy’s notebook will record what happened this morning.

Anyway, no matter how it is recorded, if it falls into Irina’s hands, he will be dead.

“Is this water? Why can you see me? Or is there someone like me hidden inside? …”

When Mag came into the door holding a sailor suit, a set of dead storage water, and a pair of Little Pi shoes, she saw that Gina was holding a sprinkler head that she didn’t know where to remove and was about to hit the mirror. She explained clearly that it was a mirror. It was only her image in the mirror.

“Here are the clothes for you. This one is worn inside, these 3 are worn outside. If you want to go back into the water, you need to take off the 3 outer ones and set them aside to prevent them from getting wet. Mag puts the clothes on the clothes rack next to it, and then says “there is a diagram of how to wear them. You can just look at them.”

Having said that, Mag looked at Gina, who had begun to untie the shells, and quickly went out, taking the door with her.

This girl … is really not particular about it.

As for the dead pool water and so on, Mag is definitely just to make it easier for her to get in and out of the bathtub.

Well, that’s it.

And sailor suit with black silk.

Ok……

That’s about it.

It’s warm in the restaurant anyway.

About ten minutes later, the bathroom door was opened, and Gina walked out a bit awkwardly, pulled her collar, and looked at Mag, with a sweet smile.

Mag’s eyes lit up.

The golden curly long hair has been dried, and is scattered behind. The white sailor suit is paired with a dark blue placket. Under the deep blue skirt is a pair of straight long legs, and the black knee-length wire.

perfect!

Mag nodded with satisfaction.