Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

I can hold Mir tight a lot harder.

From the soft objects pressed against the back of the head came a slightly loud heartbeat.

Touch Mill's hand, like a stroke.

"... what's the sudden matter?

Even so, the content is roughly imaginable.

Information-sharing has already been blocked, and no one is watching Mill's rare behavior with exceptions like Atlas and Black Mist in the bag.

In response to my question, Mir loosened her arms and lifted me upright.

With sharp eyes and serious faces, Mir opens her mouth.

"... when people express affection, they say kiss, kiss."

"Right."

I snort as I was lifted. [M]

"Everything means different things depending on where you do it."

Sounds like it.

"... Mishka used to kiss my forehead"

Mir seemed to be looking somewhere far away through me.

By Mishka, you mean one of the five sages, someone who says he's already dead or missing.

Mill stared at me blurred and gently dropped her lips on my forehead.

A light kiss just to touch.

Away Mill was just a little sad and distorted of that riddle of appearance.

……

I hold Mir in silence.

Then Mil held me tight at once —— loosened it immediately.

"... is that good enough?

Looking up as she tilted her neck, Mir slackened her mouth end all the way and shook her head.

Put me down and kneel on the ground.

And when he took my hand, he kissed me like he was pecking at my fingertips.

Go on, palm, wrist and come up, then chest, clavicle, throat. Then he came with his cheeks, eyelids and forehead and lowered to the opposite eyelid, ending with a proper kiss on the tip of his nose.

Lifting his lid, he has a mill at a distance where his nose and nose touch each other.

Slightly cheeky. The lip swayed somewhere wanting something —— my lips and lips overlapped when I stretched my spine a little bit.

Leaving straight for a moment, Mir opened her eyes for a moment and added a finger to her lips.

The twitching and cheeks blushed, indeed three seconds later, Mir opened her mouth.

"... a kiss is a good thing"

I smiled and grinned at Mill, who said that with a cool look on his cheek.

"--it's my turn next."

—— suddenly held up by someone from behind.

Well, Atlas.

It was Mill who panicked.

"Huh!? Hey, what time do you wake up--"

"From the beginning."

It was from the beginning, wasn't it?

I could have sent you back, but you couldn't help it because you tried your hardest.

When Atra put me on the wall without even paying attention to Mir in panic, she tangled her fingers between her hands and pressed them against the wall.

Keep your hands busy......

"... You like this?

"Good adhesion"

He likes the feeling of being pushed and tangled.

Grinding bones, gripping and mopping fingers, as always obstinate to the gizzard.

Mir with a muffled face elsewhere, and the gizzard continued until Atra was satisfied.

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I repatriated the satisfied Atra, lightened her to the disgruntled Mir's cheek before sending her back.

He then traveled fast to regain his lag and arrived at the fountain in the heart of the city.

……

I feel like I've been looking around a lot, and no one's here.

And the fountains and dots there are more than fountains...... round ponds.

Maybe it's a fountain shaped like water being ejected from the center or something.

What bothered me was that it was placed on the edge of the fountain... like a trumpet.

It's black like swallowing light. It's definitely a high metal with dark attributes, and its shape is not right...... oboe.

If you look closely, fine workmanship in gold--

That's when the wind blew.

Very strong wind.

The whistle rolls corny, into the fountain--

"Damn, that's dangerous."

--I grabbed it with my mind and got nothing before it fell.

The next moment I tried to turn it into an inventory because the ownership was free, my hand came out of the water and grabbed the whistle.

……

Thin arms and fingers like white fish grab the whistle desperately and pull.

Sometimes I wondered, but I couldn't help letting go of the whistle.

Then —— the fountain emitted light.

Light and Shizukuishi rave through the universe, sparkling.

And one beautiful woman emerged from the shining fountain. Take the gold and silver whistle in the hand I saw earlier.

The beautiful woman slowly opens her eyes, not wearing her body and opening her mouth.

"... you dropped the --"

"-- Dropped?

"... Oh, did you drop this golden demon whistle? Or is it the silver magic whistle over here?

I smile and say a word to the unfortunate beauty who came out of the fountain to fix this period.

"I didn't drop it."

Again, I see a beautiful woman looking down on this side just saying what are you talking about?

Long hair up to the waist is a water colour that is reminiscent of the waterfront. The color of my eyes is the same dark blue as mine, and my attractive body as a woman is wrapped in a thin blue dress.

If you look closely, on the head is a gold ring mimicking a laurel crown, on the finger is a gemstone ring that houses the power of water attributes on a silver pedestal, and the dress is littered with blue gemstones everywhere.

In a foggy veil covering her head, the beautiful woman grinned unfortunately.

"... Oh, uh, can I say that? I'm taking this home. Okay?

"Yeah, badass"

The beauty continues with a pulled grin against me.

"... ho, I'm really leaving. - Yeah? Really?

Beauty turns her back on me and slowly and slowly sinks into the fountain, confirming her flickering.

It's a pathetic lamb that suddenly sinks into a bottomless swamp.

I smiled at the end of the day, and then...

"--Please don't go Yikes!!?

—— I tried, and a sinking lamb jumped on my hips.

"Awful! Not really! Abuse! Goddess Abuse!!

There's a case of being ambushed by a woman who calls herself a goddess--