Dad Rides a Motorcycle in Another World~ Let’s Visit My Reincarnated Wife With My Daughter~

Chapter 3

Dad’s driving is the worst!

The prairie of this other world was nice and vast, but… if given the choice, a car or something similar would be better.

There was a big tree in the middle of the meadow. We stopped there for a rest and my dissatisfaction poured out of me.

“Oh my god… This bike hurts my butt… It’s the worst.”

“Haha, don’t say that. Isn’t the vibration irresistible?”

“I disagree… Good grief, why would you choose a bike like this when you could have gotten a cheat ability?”

“Fair enough. I don’t know anything about this other world, but I don’t think there would be any vehicles on the road. People would be surprised if you appear with something like a motorcycle!”

“Well, maybe~”

“Also… Miyuki, your mother, loved motorcycles as well.”

“…”

The dad who spoke with distant eyes was a dad I never knew.

The dad I knew did the housework with a tired face every day, cooking with unaccustomed hands even though it had been more than 10 years, and did not complain about me who never did the housework…

But this dad, frolicking on his motorcycle while holding his shotgun, seemed a little childish.

I know.

Dad never got over Mom’s death. Even now, he still occasionally cries in front of the altar.

“So cool… Look at this shotgun, Anna. It’s called a Winchester and it’s a historic gun!”

“Hmm… Is it real?”

“Yeah. In the movies, you load it while you’re on the bike. It’s called a spincock, and at that time we would buy model guns to imitate it.”1

“Heehh.”

“Like this!”

Dad grabbed the lever on the handle of the shotgun and spun it around… But the shotgun slipped out of his hand and rolled pathetically.

“So, spin… What again?”

“Ju-just now, that was just a practice. Erm, that’s strange, I could do it perfectly back then…”

Dad spun it around again, but it didn’t seem to work.

He must have noticed my blank eyes, because he coughed a little.

“Ah, anyway, it’s a good shotgun. I just wish it had a shotshell.”

“Shotshell?”

“Bullets, it’s a bullet. I give up, I guess you can’t just randomly use a gun… Huh?”

Dad searched his jacket pocket and found some tubes that looked like lipstick.

“Oh, they’re on my jacket? Good, good, good.”

“Are you going to use it? You’re the one who told me not to use magic.”

“Um… Err, right. Of course, I won’t use it. I just keep it loaded in case of emergencies.”

“…”

Dad took four bullets out of his pocket and put them into the shotgun.

Then, he looked puzzled, “Hmm?”

“S-strange…”

“What’s up?”

“Well, it seems like the bullets won’t run out.”

“What?”

“H-here, look.”

Dad took a bullet out of his pocket and dropped it on the ground. He repeated it… over and over again, taking the bullets out and dropping them on the ground. Soon there were dozens of shotgun shells lying on the ground.

It seemed that you could take out as many bullets as you wanted from this jacket.

“A-are you serious? Is this jacket producing the bullets? This means that I won’t run out of bullets with this thing.”

“… Why are you smiling?”

“Err, well…”

I felt like… I’m seeing a child.

I thought the theory of getting isekai-ed was that you’d get transported with a classmate or the social outcast of the class, but why did I get transported with my dad…

At this point, my dad and I were unaware.

“Not good… We don’t have food and water.”

“… I’m hungry~”

The bike stopped, I looked around… There was nothing.

There were only grasslands, no rivers or any other source of water. I’m hungry… I want to eat.

“We’re done for…”

“What are we going to do? Starve to death like this?”

“It’s not going to happen. We can catch a bird or a rabbit or something…”

“How are you going to prepare it? Do you have a knife or something? Or rather, how would you catch them? Do you even know how to cook them?”

“… Then, fish.”

“There’s nothing but meadows!”

“…”

I, I really can’t rely on you… Seriously, what to do?

I can’t take a bath or wash my hair. I mean, I don’t even have a change of clothes… That white god, he should’ve been a little more thoughtful… This is the worst.

“Don’t worry. The sun is still high in the sky, let’s see if we can find someone somewhere.”

“This is hopeless… And besides, this is a different world, remember? Do you even understand the language?”

“Let’s just go. Get on.”

“Okay…”

“Um, there’s nothing here…”

“…”

On the prairie, the bike continued onward.

Somehow, there was no sign of human intervention on the prairie. The bike just kept going through the meadow, with no sign of man-made structures in sight.

The warm breeze gently enveloped their bodies.

“Hmm? Hey Anna, look.”

“Ughn… Ah!”

At the end of the prairie, something was walking. Was that a… camel?

A huge elephant-like camel, pulling a large cart, was lumbering along.

It was definitely a human vehicle.

“Yay! Hey, hey, let’s get some water and food!”

“I’d like to, but is it fine? Something like robbery or ambushing people.”

“Is that shotgun a decoration? And you also have a gun!”

“No, you can’t kill!”

“Let’s just go!”

“Umm… Uhhhh…”