A Black Knights slave has been pulled out by the White Adventurer Guild to S-rank.

At the end of my discussion with Riff, I was stopping by the dewstore.

"Skewers...... er, ten bottles"

"Aye. Ten gold coins."

"Yes, ten copper coins"

Play a light joke about the old man at the dewstore and give him the copper coin. Instead I get an anesthetic cloth with ten skewers.

But this isn't for me to eat.

It's what I'm taking to the two of you that I'm returning from my request to Wang Du right now.

Go in front of the house that there are two of us.

They seem to have gotten along well enough and now they go to one house or the other to play.

The house is built in a first-class location.

The grounds themselves are not large, but there is a garden where trees are grown, two floors that do not seem necessary to live alone.

It's a mansion with the same red roof as the owner's hair color.

Knocking on the front door opened it.

"That, Jeed"

Queena peeks at her face.

Behind was Sheila walking down the hall with bread on her hands.

"Whoa, Jeed!

Sheila looks at my face and she comes at me with bread.

They both seem to be doing fine.

"Here, take this."

Hand over the skewers I just bought at the dewstore.

Sheila received it.

"What, what? If you're proposing, I'm sending you a ring, right?

"What are you talking about, you? Phil sold you a fight the other day. I apologize for that. Looks like I was involved. Sorry."

Speak Sheila's words.

Queena was laughing bitterly when she saw the skewers she handed over.

"You, so skewers. Send something more expensive at times like this."

"... Really? When I apologized, I only heard there was a souvenir. Sorry."

"Well, given the circumstances, I don't think we have a choice."

Queena is cheeky with skewers that seem less than full while saying so.

Oh, you eat while you say that.

Sheila also took a bottle and said it.

"This is delicious. Hey, you don't use dewstores and cafeterias because you've been cooking all these days. Because I'm the type of person who cooks."

Flirting, Sheila looks at this one and she accentuates the phrase "hand cooking".

"Even if it's hand-cooked, it's just a whole bunch of hunted demons."

"Oh, that's what I'm saying! I haven't seen spices or condiments soak up!

Queena's tip-off? Sheila is swelling her cheeks on.

These guys are close.

"No, well, I admit it's delicious."

"Eh heh. How about Jeed? It'll warm you up if someone cooks at home or in the wild on your trip!?"

Sheila keeps her face gooey close.

"That's a blatant appeal..."

Says Queena as she holds her head.

Ask without grasping the sincerity of the word.

"Appeal?"

"It means I want to go to a party."

"Oh. Speaking of which, it sounds like we're gonna bury the personnel at the charisma party."

Tell the story you just heard from Riff.

Plus I showed them how surprised they were.

Sheila, in particular, is at a glance.

"I didn't ask. Huh!?"

"That's about as good as they showed me a candidate for membership earlier. Looks like we'll meet again. You two look familiar."

"The face you found out? Speaking of which, who's a member? Aside from A-rank me..."

"Oh. Example runaway sword saints. Phil and Yui, who I don't know very well, were originally S-ranked."

"... ugh!?"

As soon as I heard the name, Queena opened her eyes.

Power is caged in my lips and palms.

"They're both back in the guild, people talking about coming in. They're whispering a lot, but I didn't know it was because we're going into a charisma party. Well, maybe it's a reasonable place."

Sheila seems to have made a point. He didn't look as surprised as Queena.

"You're not surprised. Queena seems pretty surprised."

'Cause on second thought, I'm more of a jeed party aspiration than a charisma party.'

"Oh well."

It stinks even as I feel delighted with my straight feelings.

"What do you say? You can do the chores in general, you can do the battles. Who's going to welcome a competent member?

"No, I know it's very helpful, but I've got a request for a pace."

"I'll take care of you."

Sheila leans on her rich breasts.

Obviously, the size far above average was sexually reshaping.

"Ku......! The temptation is amazing...... Huh!

That posing alone was applauding Sheila's charm.

I've been living an abstinent life so far, I'm even too happy and poisoned for my eyes.

"It's like one more step. Then..."

Sheila approaches and tries to stab Todome.

But before that, Kuena opened her mouth, holding her back.

"... hey, yui was pulled out by the empire... that yui?

"From me, there's only one yui I know, but, well, that yui"

"No, right? It's that Yui who's back in the guild."

I bothered to skip Phil and ask.

It's not about the party, it's also about the empire involved in Yui - and hence Moya Moya against her sister.

Especially the one named Yui has been pulled out of the empire by being S-ranked.

I mean, Yui, for Queena...

"Yui was an admirer to me. Just like you."

"Oh, you're right."

I seem to be allowed to. He gave me an unwrapped discharge.

This one is easier and easier to understand.

"I can't believe she's standing next to you at a charisma party next time"

……

Quena's face is dark. More than ever.

I wonder what it is. I felt bad about staying like this.

Queena is important to me.

Because I took care of you.

Because it's easy to talk to.

Because he's someone who was quickly broken through the Knights.

So naturally, words come out of my throat without sticking.

"If you can prioritize a charisma party, why don't you form a party with me?

That might not be the solution.

But temporarily.

If it would have been a stabilizer for Queena, that's what I would have said.

"What!?"

"Don't worry!? Queena and I are coming in!!"

Queena and Sheila are stunned by the sudden offer.

I didn't say anything about Sheila, but do you two seem to be having a party and it's natural flow?

Ah,

"No, it looks like I lost Sheila's temptation at some point in time, but it's not. You two are strong, and you have my missing common sense and information. I've managed to fix it, but it's like a souvenir from earlier..."

"I don't mind being a jerk at all! Hey, Quena."

"Ho!? Hey, where are you touching me? I... Huh!

Sheila also pulls Queena's chest.

Queena has no less good tits than she does......!

Shit.

Wouldn't it be crazy if I formed this party?

"But you want another one for the party. Someone in charge of healing, if possible!

Sheila says as she changes rather the rich fruit shape of Queena.

"There's nothing healing about just us...... it's time to stop touching it...... Huh!

Always a vicious Queena leaks her voice weakly.

"What are you talking about! When you get here, you're gonna beat the charisma party!

"I was at a charisma party once."

"Except for Jeed! We'll do it with the other three and three of us!

Sheila, who is strangely breathing.

She seems to think about Queena.

Indeed, if you win a charisma party, it will also lead to Queena's confidence. Even Louina would be unable to ignore Queena.

"Mr. Zied! I finally found it......!

Second, I get a voice from behind.

Looking back. This place was only first-class. There were no streets, and I immediately noticed the Lord of the Voice.

"Was it Sufi? What's the matter with you?

The leading presence of True Astaism was there.

I have a stick wrapped in cloth in my hand.

Somehow I could have guessed the errands.

"Please receive the Holy Sword! This is what Mr. Zied should have in his hands!

and. Words were directed that did not go against expectations.

"Holy Sword! Deliver! - No way you can use healing magic!?"

Sheila said that before I could answer.

Why and how did that happen? Once upon a time, I remembered the story of the Virgin delivering the Holy Sword to the brave in a story I heard. I guess I associated it with that.

... dude.

"Hey, if it's just a little...?

Confused, Sufi replied so.

If I were to be a Queena stabilizer, that was the party I suggested half as casually as I hoped, but it keeps going more and more unexpectedly.

I don't know if I'm soliciting Sufi or not. I wave my hand around and the negotiations are successful, and Sheila declares her fingers high in the sky.

"- Ha ha, knock down the charisma party!

Sheila's such exalted words echo.

"Yes, no, I really don't have time!?"

Sufi is kind of pulling his hips.

He solicited it with a rather compelling momentum.

"I didn't ask for anything."

"What...!"

"Hey, don't get your hands on me!

Sheila's eyes glow suspiciously.

Queena defends her chest with a sense of crisis.

"Tell me there's no one here. It's on the move."

"I wouldn't do it if people were here. Yikes. By the way, how about Jeed? ⁉"

Sheila says. Reflectively, Queena stares at me.

I turned away unexpectedly.

"... I can't get that tangled up"

"Yep. It's very tense, it's very comfortable to touch, but it doesn't bother you."

"- Time to stop it!

Queena clings to Sheila's head.

Sheila with a bump on her head suppresses overhead with both hands as she moisturizes her eyes.

"That's it!?"

"That's our line!

"Uh, so, Mr. Jeed, please give me this holy sword...!

"No, I don't use a sword or anything else if I get it, and I don't need it because I only have a troublesome feeling about Holy Sword no matter how I see it"

I've been so busy getting sudden incitement complaints, hanging two parties, and so much more.

Still, I didn't hate this busyness.

Unlike when I was in the Knights, I'm more of a favorable businessman.