Isekai Papa Katsu Oji-san Chap 35.3 Raw Manga - Welovemanga Direct

“Will you go?” Ayumi’s voice floated from the doorway. She had followed Katsuo, her eyes brimming with both fear and resolve.

“,” the Kitsune’s voice echoed, “the balance has been broken. The Seal of the Moonlit Moonstone that bound the Eclipse Beast is weakening. If it shatters, darkness will spill over both worlds.”

With a thunderous cry, Katsuo lunged. The Light of the Hearth cut through the Eclipse Beast’s darkness, each strike echoing with a chorus of his children’s laughter, his wife's gentle humming, and the distant bells of Kuroda Village.

“,” he said, his voice steady.

“ You have proven that the strongest magic in any world is the love of a father. The balance is secured—for now.”

Katsuo felt the humming beneath his feet. The shrine’s inner chamber lay ahead, illuminated by a single beam of moonlight that cut through the cracked roof. In the center of the chamber, a pedestal held a glimmering crystal —the Moonstone itself—cracked and leaking dark smoke.

“The shrine is cursed,” the Kitsune continued, “and only a true “Isekai Papa” can restore it. You must go back—back to the very place where the first seal was forged.” ISEKAI PAPA KATSU OJI-SAN chap 35.3 Raw Manga - WeloveManga

Katsuo nodded and drew his katana, the blade humming in resonance with the Moonstone’s energy. He whispered an oath taught by the Kitsune: “I, the father who crossed worlds, shall bind the night and protect the day.”

“Papa! Did you fight a monster again?” Hiro asked, bouncing on his seat.

A ripple of energy pulsed outward, reaching the edges of , where Katsuo Oji‑san —the beloved “Isekai Papa” who had been living a quiet life with his family—stood on his porch, polishing his trusty katana. The hum tugged at his senses like a distant drumbeat, and an uneasy feeling settled in his gut. “Will you go

And somewhere, far beyond the horizon, the pulsed softly, a silent guardian watching over both worlds, waiting for the next time a true “Isekai Papa” would be called upon.

But Katsuo knew better. In his previous journeys, the call of an ancient shrine always meant a new trial—one that threatened not only the world he’d come to love but also the fragile peace he’d fought so hard to protect. That night, Katsuo slipped into his study, a cramped room lined with scrolls, relics, and a single, glowing Summoning Mirror —a relic he’d acquired from the Arcane Bazaar in the capital city of Celestia . He placed the mirror on his desk, whispered the incantation he’d learned from Eira , the elven sorceress who once saved his family from a demon invasion, and stared into its surface.