Atelier Tanaka

"Ha, ha, Mr. Tanaka. Please wake up! Mr. Tanaka!

The next day after Estelle's runoff.

Body lying in bed, somewhat just pressure around the stomach. The feeling of itching and even shaking your body. If you raise your lid, it's Sophia in the maid who jumped into your sight. A beautiful girl shakes this body in her hands and asks her to wake up quickly.

Very good.

"... Ah, good morning, Mr. Sophia"

Child-friendly stability that accompanied me for many years.

This is the perfect situation for a made-up outfit with rounded upper breasts.

It's good to sleep on your back. I screwed up last night.

"Mr. Tanaka, you're a customer! Please!

"Customer, is it?

Wake up your torso while rubbing your eyes.

Sophia, looking into her sleeping eyes, was horribly womanly.

"Master Farren is here!

"... why Mr. Farren again"

Isn't that Sophia's natural enemy?

"What do you say, please respond!

As always, I don't like witchcraft nobles. This is my favor with a face that's going to cry. Even from the fact that there is a ginger and sweaty seep around the sides, you're never pretending, and you really want me to do something about it. I think I even found a cockroach in the kitchen.

Nature and bust approach according to awesome. Sophia's opium looking dozens of centimeters away. Morning stands in the baricata. I want to be in a friendly relationship with Ferra one morning and Kunni in the morning that will wake me up. The most I can take, I want to gook on the thick spot.

"Okay. I'll get dressed and head out, so tell him so."

"Ha, ha."

The maid who runs away with Toto.

I just dropped that back off, and this one wakes up as instructed. Get dressed quickly and get familiar. After moving to the dorm, the clothes are local civilian clothes that I bought a little bit more from the city store. I feel like I'm the best townsman in the mirror.

After all, should I care about stylishness or something? A little evil, you admire it. If you stretch a beard or something, you might get a facial deviation that feels outlawed. No, let's stop it. The result is a call for homelessness. Too out.

More than that, it is now the response of the demonic aristocrats.

"... I knew it would be yesterday"

I broke up with him right after I finished watching him yesterday.

You think the king called you individually for everything? The same goes for Estelle, who, along with Sophia, returns early to the dorm of the school. Since then, a day spent alone has healed my heart roughed by conflict.

However, there is still one source of anxiety in the chest.

Did Sophia end up sleeping with Allen, or not?

I'm too afraid to ask. Too scary.

……………

Walk down the hall to the living room.

We opened the door, and we found a nice middle on the couch.

I sip tea and other things in a teacup.

"Good morning, Mr. Farren"

"Hmm. Sorry to interrupt where you're sleeping"

"No, rather because it's already close to noon. Excuse me."

Sit face to face with appropriate greetings and other exchanges.

Then Sophia served me a new cup of tea.

What a good maid.

"It's unusual for you to go out like this. Can I help you?

"Um... I just need to talk to you a little bit."

"Consultation?"

Apparently, it's another separate matter from yesterday's continuation.

Consultation is another rare story from demonic nobles. If you're this high spec middle-aged, you'll cut through everything to your own power. Coming out of your way to consult others is likely to be a significant hassle accordingly.

At least you won't be speaking up about the dragon exorcism.

"Uhm."

"If it's okay with me, I'll talk to you as much as I can."

Looks like you should be a little prepared to ask.

"If so, it helps..."

Chirali, turn to Sophia, whose gaze of the demonic aristocracy held back behind her.

Apparently you want me to pay for it.

"Mr. Sophia. Excuse me, but could you please stay back in your room?

"Ha, ha, no!

Upon request, the maid rushed out of the living room.

Pathan, after the door is closed, the patter and hasty footsteps retreat far away. Slightly, once now, Pathan, now the sound of doors opening and closing in the distance sounded. Her room is close to the front door. Far away with just the signs you deserve.

This will be fine.

"So, what's it like to talk to you?

"Ugh, um. That's..."

Encourage continuation with a little tension.

A demonic nobleman with a more mysterious face opens his mouth.

"Is it possible for you to pay me back what you said you owed me before?

"Yeah, well, if you ask me, I can help you with anything."

"If so, um... please don't say anything else about what's to come"

"... ok"

I wonder what it is.

How big a story of scale pops up. No way, do you think you're going to war with the Pussy Republic after all? Or now the king suffers from a strange disease and the destination of the country sucks? Oh, Christina runs wild in a fancy residential neighborhood, what a normal part of it.

It's getting so exciting.

I've never seen Osama or anything like that show a special attitude so far.

"So what, I've never done anything like this myself..."

The demonic nobleman looked terribly nervous and mouthed where it continued.

"... a woman I like, I could"

…………

It's amazing. I didn't expect it.

It's a love banana.

I mean, don't talk to me about that either.

"... is that to Mr. Farren?

"Hmmm......"

Seriously.

So what is it?

Are you proud of yourself for being handsome?

"But Mr. Farren doesn't have a wife,"

It's noble, and polygamy is different.

No way, Harlem, are you proud to go away?

No, no, no, fuck you.

"Who says it's married?

"Huh?"

"You're supposed to be single, aren't you?

…………

What's that?

"If you took the path to optimize the magic, there can be no such thing as a reprieve that is missing the present (depression) from the woman. If we have such time, more should be encouraged by magic. This is the ordinance of the wizard."

…………

"... and so far I've been thinking"

"Oh, really?"

Seriously. I just thought you were married.

What I was reminded of was the reward time hosted by Estelle at the Castle of Trichris. Harlem featuring the demonic nobility who watched during the sight. I see, now I can understand. That multiplexed sexual beam was because of his bachelor.

Or wait a minute.

The way you put it, maybe this Osama...

"Mr. Farren, one good thing?

"What?

"Excuse me, but what if the female experience..."

"... None"

Nah, nah, nah...

A line of demonic aristocracy echoes and stains the back of his brain.

"Oh my..."

I was impressed by just the great virgin.

My closeness to the demonic nobility is level MAX.

"That's why I'm here to talk to you."

"I see..."

No, what do you do when a virgin talks to a virgin?

Adding zero to zero is zero.

"But I'm a civilian, so it's a bit of a relationship with a nobleman..."

"They're not nobles."

"Oh, really?

"Are you crazy?

"No, I don't think so. It doesn't matter who you are to a person's favorite love. If you're going to borrow Mr. Farren's words, I was wondering if that would be any different from the magical path."

"Mm-hmm. I thought you'd say that. That's why I came here to talk to you. My decision last night was not wrong."

Is that why the neighborhood is so big?

It's not what a forty past Osama would do if he was in love and couldn't sleep at night.

It creeps me out naturally already.

…………

In the first place, where I was confessed, what am I supposed to do?

You can't imagine, honestly, the heterosexuality that comes true in the eyes of a demonic aristocrat.

"He's someone you know too."

"What..."

No way, you're not Sophia, are you?

Because I can afford a fireball in this place.

Willingness to burn everything down and flee the country.

"Duh, who is it?

…………

Demonic aristocrats blushing and distracting from their gaze.

Stop doing that because it's creepy. Why should an Osama after thirty, an Osama after forty, mess with his youth? You're too late. It's too late for that. At the very least, I want to have Sophia present to neutralize.

"... it's Christina"

"... Huh? Oh, you know, that's..."

"It's that enchanted dragon female."

"Uh, yeah, I understand that."

I was terribly surprised.

That's the Lori Dragon by the way.

But, uh, if you think calmly, maybe it's really a magical noble choice, I don't think this magical psycho falls in love with a normal human type. If so, I see, the end of the dragon is very reasonable.

…………

It's just, I don't know, my chest's gonna be crunchy.

This is, look, that's it.

A type of development where heroine sticks with other than the protagonist. Depending on the protagonist's proximity to the main heroine, the story of a system in which other heroines that were harem factors stick with a friend Pozi's mob. I have extra parts for now, and I'd like to put another extra one together.

I hate that sort of thing.

It's Harlem. If you were a man, Harlem would be the best.

If you stick with the extra parts, they might stick.

One machine is enough.

…………

If you ask me if I like it or not, I do hate Lori Dragon.

But I hate what he looks like when other men marry him, probably, more.

I hate it, but it's cute.

I hate the contents, but I love the outside.

Suziman is not guilty.

…………

If this is how you've been asking people like Allen, Gonzalez, Mr. Neumann, oh well, I guess you wish you'd come home early. Sophia, I have no words to exchange until I push a beautiful afternoon to have a good time.

But now it is the demonic aristocrats who sit in front of themselves.

He's a good guy.

I also took care of him.

If you compare gibs to takes, they are overwhelmingly gibberish.

…………

Besides, more importantly, he's the same virgin.

I'm one of them.

It's one another.

I'm a senior.

If so, I can help him with that. Oh, okay. I get it.

"... ok. Mr. Farren."

I hit my knees and turn back to the demonic nobility.

Look at that face, and I'll tell you.

"We can help you achieve your thoughts."

"Is that good?

"Yeah, nobody else, it's your favor."

"... well. It's... um, it helps."

Goddamn it, you look like shit, you demonic nobleman.

I'm gonna be a little cute kind of Odishan.

◇ ◆ ◇

The demon nobleman took me to his lab in the school.

They say that every room on the same floor has superior soundproofing magic compared to the others. The great aristocrats of Dada have not studied the state of the art magic technology. We're going to use those facilities for love bananas right now, so over-specs.

No, if you thought of it as a grand aristocratic home situation, would you never be?

"So, uh, what? I need to go into more detail..."

Room spacing feels just like school dormitories.

Concession style leading through a common inner hallway with hallways in each room leading from the front door. In the dorm, the equivalent of space in the living room is the laboratory positioning here. There seem to be a few other rooms, but I don't know the details.

At present, our location is a reception room that is close to the entrance.

Sit back on the couch for an exchange.

"I'd like to peek first, what did you fall in love with her about?

"Mmm... well, that's..."

I need confirmation to give advice.

I'd be lying if I told you I didn't care.

"Uhm, very difficult to say. If you're going to be forced to convey that, it would be, first of all, that questionless presence to the head. Even as long as we stand side by side, we can't get a tingle to come."

You do get nervous when you're with me.

I can't even sleep at night thinking about when I'm gonna roll out my belly bread.

"I also think it's great that it involves a very good brain. Speaking poorly, I'm so wise that I can't believe I'm being seen through all of this. However, on the other hand, it is highly appreciated around the marginal neglect of others"

"I see..."

I can't believe the demonic aristocracy understands the charm of the out-of-power lolitas.

"If so, why don't you tell them that honestly?

"And you're telling the person?

"Yep. As long as I've just exchanged some words, she has a very strong desire for approval. And the point that Mr Farren has now been made is that she herself is. If so, I was wondering if I would likely look good at being praised for this by others"

"I see..."

"Who is he, by the way?

"Still sleeping in the mansion"

"If you say so, you've been keeping it since last night."

"Uhm."

But will that dragon be overwhelming to people?

…………

…………

I've been thinking about it a little bit, and I never get an answer.

It just came naturally that it wouldn't even convey its will unless it appealed quite aggressively. It's not that level of stupidity or dullness. I haven't crossed the race to Dada. It is an ant and an elephant in size. It's not all about erections or dripping love fluids.

We need something to transcend this in order to deliver the Love of the Demonic Nobility.

"Duh, what's up? After suddenly shutting up."

"There are racial differences, and I was wondering if a motivational appeal might be important"

"... will it still be so"

"Already got any thoughts?

"Um, there's nothing there," I thought.

"If so, let's go. There's no benefit to hesitating."

"Oh, I'm sure you're right. You're right."

Boulders are demonic aristocrats, apparently already have some plan. Then maybe the reason I bothered to visit our house was simply because I wanted you to push your back, the last step. That's what I thought.

You're a strange, maiden bastard.

"What kind of calculation?

"Oh, that's..."

It was when the demonic nobility tried to tell us where it was going.

I accidentally got the sound of knocking on the conn and the door knob.

"Huh, a customer..."

"Are you a customer? Wasn't the room being paid for?

"No, this would sound better than the door facing the hallway"

"Really? That sounded clear to me."

"Mm-hmm. It's often inconvenient if you can't hear it only by knocking. Only the sound of a knock on the door leading to the hallway is designed to reach the doorway provided in each room, exceptionally via a bypass magic circuit to the other. This was plain troublesome."

"I see."

You made it to the end of the day.

I'm really impressed.

If you are a demonic aristocrat, you have momentum that is likely to revolutionize industry with solos.

"It's probably about the Academic Club. Just the right thing to do, something that I wanted to share with you. You should just wait here for a little while. I'll be right back."

"Yeah, okay."

What kind of club is that?

It feels like I heard it, it sounds kind of academic.

◇ ◆ ◇

After a while, a demonic nobleman brought a man here.

He was the only one who showed up at the door.

"What..."

I know who he is.

Lydia, the presumed wife who was in charge of the alchemy class. Did you indeed say your full name was Lydia Nannuzzi? I remember it because it seemed like a feisty last name to me. In his mid-thirties, he was the owner of a mature madam atmosphere. Characterized by a serene eye area.

After wearing a loose robe, I guess she's also a nobleman again. It is woven with a gray cape with gold embroidery. The fact that the calm brown long hair is flushed in bulk around the shoulders to the sides, with its tips dripping into the valley of the busty chest, catches my eye.

You've been fascinated by the word "affair" lately because of your age.

The sensation is that of my sister-in-law with blood connections. Slightly weak though.

"Dear Farren, Damn, that's you..."

They also raise their voices when they realize this one exists.

Is it to my surprise that there is not much rubbing up?

"I'm going to head over to the Academic Association guest room. His name is Tanaka."

"Hi, thanks for your help in class. Dr. Lydia."

"What!? KEEP, AWESOME in the VIP SEAT!?

Not long after greeting her, Madame Lydia exclaims her voice in amazement.

I guess you didn't think there was another guest figure.

I know you know the same faculty as the demonic aristocrats, but I'm a student. If you encounted it in a place like this, it's natural to be surprised. Because this seems to be quite a Lolicon nobleman sitting high in school.

"You know him?

"Yes, you're in charge of one of the lectures I'm taking"

"Well, did you"

"Yes."

I didn't think we'd meet in a place like this.

She asks the demonic nobleman with a surprised look on her face.

This one is totally through.

"Um, ho, are you sure you want to take me to the reception?

"It means exactly what you say. It fits in as a student due to my coexistence, but it should stand alongside me if it is supposed to. The Academic Association would be a good opportunity to find out how this school is"

"Fa, you are too much to be lined up by Master Farren!?

"Yes."

"That's it..."

Mr. Lydia's amazement again.

A magical aristocrat who yoishes me for nothing where I don't have to.

That's what I want you to do in front of Sophia.

"It's bad for you as an executive committee member, but I'd like some extra seats available in addition to the regular year. Make sure you have enough maids to confirm the final number on the day."

"Yes, you're adding a welcome seat. Thank you for inviting me."

"Mm-hmm. And prepare lots of sweets for an intermittent meal"

"Ha, ha! Let me get you lots of sweet stuff!

Mr. Lydia nods at the appearance of some atrophy. I guess the magical aristocracy you took from her is like a boss who's tough on his job. I can think of a lot of tension in my voice to recite.

…………

I see.

I understood it in what he said now. I said a few extra seats. If an unusual invitee is assumed to be anything other than me, it is likely to be a Lori Dragon.

Sweet things would be his bait.

I see, the arithmetic to bring to your field and appeal to it? That's not so bad. If it's about magic, it's perfect as a common topic.

"So what can I do for you?

"Yes, it's time for tomorrow's meeting and the faculty..."

"Well, was it such a time already?"

The face of a demonic nobleman is praised.

Apparently time is pressing.

"I'm very sorry to hear that you're busy, but I need to ask you to step up to the conference room."

"Okay."

A profoundly nodding demonic nobleman.

So that's it for today's meeting?

"If that's the case, excuse me here for today"

"Oh, I'm sorry I just got to you."

"No."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll make the carriage turn first. You don't have to be particularly supportive. An Academic Association is a meeting for those who do magic. You'll love it, too. I don't mind if I take them with me, if it's a little."

"Okay. Then excuse me."

"Uhm."

Stand up over the couch and meet the two of you in the back of the room.

I don't know, but I think I have plans for tomorrow.

◇ ◆ ◇

Returned from the lab of the demonic nobility to the dormitory.

If you take a trip to the living room, there's Sophia. I lay down on the couch and read books. Tea and sweets are provided at the table, and occasionally, it is a reading landscape while reaching for this, pampering, gokugoku, and doing.

Somehow, it's good to look like a full-time housewife. It goes great with being a maid.

It's very heartwarming to feel completely forgiven. It's like a couple you've been escorting for years. Occasionally I get excited about scratching and scratching around the left flatulence with my right toe finger, which feels like raw girl ecology.

"What are you reading?

"Huh!?

Instead, I approached him and called out.

Then, as terribly surprised, Vikri, Sophia's whole body trembled.

"Damn, Mr. Tanaka!?

I didn't think you noticed this one coming home.

"I'm sorry I'm concentrating. I'm back the way I was."

"Shh, soot, sorry! Prepare your tea immediately!

I get up in a big hurry and head to the kitchen to escape.

I'm a little shocked.

Feeling escaped by a type of monster with fast legs and lots of experience.

I wanted my legs to come as they were stretched out, and I wanted them to attack Takeshi Hold. Free sashimi hold from the opposite sex is the sorrow of virginity. In case you ate it, I'm confident you'll maintain your captive status for dozens of turns.

…………

No, not if you're delusional now.

I have to make sure.

The trajectory of a few days that Sophia spent with Allen when she was away on her own.

…………

But you can't honestly ask if there's a membrane.

What's the matter?

Troubled, I inadvertently heard a lively voice coming from the front door.

"Wow, me! Estelle, come on!

You don't have to ask who it is. Very easy to understand.

Footsteps continue without waiting for this response.

Lolivich, it looks like you've come into our house on your own.

The key must be properly hung.

Slightly, the door opens from the living room to the hallway. The blonde hair stretched below her waist is also a beautiful lolita, as we assumed. He apparently took off to school in terms of not being in uniform, but in terms of when he was dressed as a man.

Preemptive attack where the subject peeked into his face.

"Hi, Mr. Estelle."

"Yes, hello! It's been a long day!

Lolivich stares at me this way with some nervousness.

I haven't seen you face to face in a day or two, as I said myself.

"Oh, isn't Sophia with you?

I look over the living room and ask.

I'm in the kitchen.

"Really? Then you'll excuse me."

I thought so, say it quickly or head to the cooking area, blonde lolita walking Zundoko. Looks like it's for our maid. Well, the out-of-the-box thing. They're two good friends, so that's what happens. It's no wonder you're renting books or something.

I guess it's between me and a demonic aristocrat.

…………

I'm just curious.

I care about the talks between the two of you.

Recently, Estelle has a remarkable runaway tendency every time. I'm worried about giving my Sophia a a weird little bite. It is also my husband's role to care for the maid who bakes my care. It is a natural effort to confirm this. Yes, of course.

Sneaky.

We decided to head to the side of the kitchen to follow her.

◇ ◆ ◇

Peek into hiding yourself on the wall that separates the kitchen from the living room dining room.

Ahead of turning to consciousness, the two of them had already started talking. Sofia boiling water on the stove in front of the kitchen and a blonde lolita walking under it. Conveniently, if we reach out to each other, we are facing a distance that can be touched.

"Sophia, there's one thing I'd like to make sure of, is that okay?

"Ha ha, what is it!?

Estelle asking for a serious look.

Sophia correcting nature and posture from the signs.

"Maybe it's you? He said he likes people."

"Huh?"

Unexpected event occurrence.

No way, it's a straight ball, Dong Pi.

"In a city ruled by Doris, he would have said, wouldn't he? He said he liked someone."

"Ah, yes..."

"I really care about that."

Lolivich stares at our maid from the front with a zip.

Because of the difference in back length, the latter looks up at the former.

However, in view of the power relationship between the two, it appears that the latter is overlooked by the former. I mean, Sophia, you look like you're gonna cry now. Estelle in Majmode's eyes go hand in hand with the title Rin's face and nobility, which feels a little tight on the civilian population.

"What, that's not true at all!

"Really?

"Like me, I'm just a town girl! There's no such thing as falling in love with a fine person like Mr. Tanaka, just in case! Oh, Estelle, I think you deserve it!

"No, I don't deserve it. It's just a one-sided chase."

"Yes..."

"Rather, given the sense of distance, you're closer. His gaze, he'll turn to you every once in a while, won't he? You don't understand, do you?

"That might be..."

Oh, my God! You were noticing, Estelle.

Woman is sensitive to heterosexual gaze or something. I've seen it in some magazine but was that true? If you're talking about yourself, I still didn't think you'd be grasped until someone else was looking at someone else's breasts.

Damn, we have to be careful in the future. Be careful, you lollivitch.

Sort of good. Now let's focus on the two talks.

"If so, is there something you might notice?

"Yes, what! That's not true! And, ah, uh, I'm also Tanaka's maid of honor, but, uh, ho, there's someone else I like..."

"... Is it true?

"Ha! Ho, it's true! It's true!

Oh, my God.

Sophia, I hope you like someone.

Really? Was it?

"... may I take a peek?

"No, that's a little hard to tell..."

"Maybe, Allen?

"Huh!?

Vikri, Sophia's body shook.

You're overreacting, maid. I'm a virgin, too.

"You're still a good boy, Sophia. I can't believe you cared for me."

"No, ah, um..."

"I don't mind. Sure enough, I was in love with Allen. But it's all about the past. You don't even have this look you need to care about me. You should be free to penetrate your thoughts."

"But I was wondering if it was possible for you two to turn back..."

"I don't think so."

Immediate, clearly said blonde lolita.

I'm also worried by Sophia, who is of the same sex, so I'm pretty sure this is already happening. This blonde couple is definitely getting back together. So, please, Allen wants you to pick it up that way.

Please, leave me the possibility of Sophia.

"Well, if that's the case, I guess I'm convinced."

I resent the blonde lolita for making me smile satisfied.

"I'm sorry I couldn't ask. Sophie."

"... no"

I'm shocked.

I'm terribly shocked.

Somehow, I'm shocked.

Though I understood it, it would be very damaging to hear it again.

"It's just that Allen's so quick, she might have a hard time."

"Huh? Yes, no, nothing, for a quick hand..."

"Really? Is Sophie still here?

"Huh..."

Lolivich poked at the core without hesitation. Sometimes I say good things. That's it. That's what I was wondering. I've just been worried sick since last night.

Together, Sophia has her neck vertically.

"... Yes"

Coming.

It was determined that there was a membrane.

"Then you should take care of Sang. It's only once at first."

"Right. But I'm, uh, Allen..."

If there is a membrane, the possibility is still not zero.

That said, in view of Sophia's illuminated expression, glimpsed in a series of exchanges, the situation is also equal to nine back-to-back two-death full bases.

It can't stay like this.

There was one under the roof lately, serving in a maid or something, and I was in a very privileged situation and I was unconscious. If I kept spending time like this, eventually, how sweet I was thinking.

I don't think so.

…………

We have to do something about it.

Not if you're waiting to finish your secret rejuvenation pills or anything.

"By the way, Sophie, what is that bottle?

"Huh?"

"It's next to the stove, it's a bottle with that yellow liquid in it."

A transparent container made of glassy material.

This is filled with yellow liquid.

"Huh..."

Sophia's face intensified as soon as possible.

"Hey, it's nothing! Tanaka is a favorite, and, uh, yes, I always blend it into tea, but sometimes it doesn't suit your mouth for others!

"Oh, that's interesting. I'd love a drink, too!

"Ugh..."

Oops. That's my first ear.

Was Sophia spontaneously distracting me? Because I can't be happier. A maid who can come up with creative ideas for her husband. Is there still a possibility there, even as much as the tears of a sparrow?

Mm-hmm. It's too early to give up.

"Can't you?

"No, this is, uh, not yet drinkable."

"Really?"

"Yes. We have to put him to sleep for a while."

"I see. That's too bad."

"One day, I hope Estelle will be able to appreciate it if something decent is done, so please, yes, forgive me if I say it now."

"You don't have to be so hasty. 'Cause I'm not gonna tell you I can't."

"Thank you very much."

Let's get some time to think.

We need to find a solution as soon as possible.

In the meantime, shall we go outside?

◇ ◆ ◇

So he later came to the city of Venice, the capital, with the school dormitory.

Walk the boulevard amidst the crowd.

Where the thought travels is the one called love between a man and a woman.

What's wrong with me so far? Let's skip our own appearance first. In the thirties soy sauce face, if the back length is not puffy, the body fits, no, the contract is to be at the bottom in a medieval fantasy worldview of full muscle where manual workers support the main industry.

Will such a man be able to shoot a young, pretty woman?

The answer is no.

Whether you looked to the right or to the left, you must have mistaken the environment for just adorable beautiful girls. This crazy brain miso. Calmly in retrospect, it doesn't seem very different from Sweet Alasser's quest for a handsome twenties earning 10 million a year as a marriage partner.

If so, what should you seek for yourself?

I have to make up for this and get as much charm as I can get.

"Attractive…?"

Blah, you only have a choice of money.

Zexi taught me that love and money are equivalent.

I want you to throw a bouquet and a lot of stuff, and Rice, flowers and feathers would be the happiest if they showered. I want to mention balloon releases and the more the sky fills. Good for you, wedding. Admire.

"... that's why it's not good if you don't make money"

With two hundred dragon savings and gold coins left unattended, you won't have any trouble living for the moment. Only 100 silver coins for one gold coin. I remember that one piece of silver coin was worth about 10,000 yen, so I have about 200 million yen in cash on hand.

"That's because Sophia is the same..."

I don't talk about it in 100 or 200 gold coins.

She is the daughter of a fixer who has a shop in the downtown part of the capital. Assuming that the land and buildings of my parents were not leased but owned, in view of the price of the neighborhood I had seen before, I would be quite asset as a town daughter.

Either way, it is the side that takes son-in-law.

Or it's a beauty not strange to be married to a nobleman.

How about yourself?

"... you're inferior to everything you can do."

Or what I want in the first place is compassionate love tutsch. No way. It's not about the monetary premise. Even if it's money that triggers it, it has to be pure chest cum to wait ahead. Absolutely.

…………

However, if the Busik bastard started socializing monetarily, I feel that money is the only route to goal. I can't find a single branch of emotion. Love myself, not the money, I don't know what to say, I'm going to be slapped on the divorce papers in no time.

…………

What's the matter? I think I'm going to get a crush on Dotsubo.

It's not like you're being consulted on a magical aristocracy romance or anything.

How inevitably I was moving my legs thinking about it, and when I realized it, I did it, and I was walking down the street I found out.

A short walk, looking aside at the line of buildings I remember, eventually found the building. It is, at best, a house that has become its own property.

I feel like it's been a long time.

It's Dr. Editor's atelier.

When I was thinking about it, it seemed to follow me naturally.

Like a hungry heart wants a blonde loli to be nice to herself.

Give me a healing susie.

"... shall I say hello?"

I don't think so.

You said you could come anytime.

Walk a little faster under the building you're looking for. And knock in front of the door you're used to seeing. Concon Con. There is no response at one time and I repeat it just two or three times. When you're upstairs, it's hard to hear a knock on the front door. Rules of thumb.

Then, after a while, the teacher showed his face.

From the other side of the door with only a few openings, I feel like I'm just halfway out of my face. Apparently he's been asleep now, weaving gown-like clothes, and his lowered hair is bouncing everywhere to his sleeping habits.

"... Omae"

"Hi, was it possible that you were sleeping?

It's past lunch, though.

Looks like he's living a pretty irregular life.

It's very tight though.

"What the fuck? Suddenly I came to the house..."

"No, I walked by chance, so I said hello"

Sleeping blonde Lolita feels like she saw it. Skin and hair softness is increased by 30%.

Cutest thanks to you.

I want to collect the dirt from my eyeballs and get it delicious with penne, love sauce.

"... greetings? Is that really all you got?

"Yeah, well, it's not like it's an errand."

…………

Dr. Editor, who will stare at this one with a zip.

Am I in a bad mood when I wake up? It's a little hard to see. Zito eyes look very good in the eyes that tend to fish. Binoculars seem to go well with the unmade set of blondes.

"I'm sorry I woke up. We're going to put it back out again."

"Wow, okay. Wait a minute. All right? Just wait, okay?

"Oh, is that good?

"Just wait here!

The teacher pulled into the other side of the front door as he took confirmation with no words of presence. Then for a while, I didn't, and the buzzing noise began to sound from the other side of the closed door, around the second floor.

Clean up after a sudden visitor, something like that.

Maybe it's a pretty sloppy personality.

Dirty room-based lolitas, etc., are the most attractive. Rather, the sanctuary. I want to dive naked. If I left out a used discarded tampon or something, I would be confident to replace the tea pack. I'll press it firmly on the back of the spoon to extract the extract.

…………

Slightly, Zudadada and the sound of momentum going down the stairs.

Then the front door was opened again and the teacher revealed himself.

"Good, yeah, let's go!

"Um, I'm really sorry about something..."

"Okay, look, let's go in."

"Guys."

I stepped into your home as prompted.

◇ ◆ ◇

Upstairs is the living room. It's talk time to sit on the couch facing each other. On the front, on a table with short legs, the tea the teacher just put me in this way raises the hot air.

As long as you weave something that looks just like the same gown.

Because the length of the hem is all the way around the knee, from there on, the raw feet of the slurry and stretched munchies are too glossy. Maybe you're not wearing anything down there. Delusions progress. Sometimes you're the kind of guy who sleeps naked.

"I'm so sorry about the rest of the day"

"What can I do for you? You're not here for nothing."

I just reassembled my legs, and I'm going to ask you with a serious look, Dr. Editor.

Depending on it, chiralism goes deep into the thick crotch. The key area is in the pitch black. But my son got an erection fast. Maybe he's not wearing it. But you usually wear it. However, I may not be wearing it after all.

That's the thing.

…………

Thanks to this, this one is also a feather to put your legs together.

Cover my plump son with a thick crotch.

"... what's up?

"Yes, no. I really don't know what to do..."

If you insist, worshipping raw legs like this is the best thing to do. I can't help but want to lick it. Sophia, my heart is rough because of her association, so I have an increased appetite for pepper.

That said, the topic has to be prepared for the boulder.

Topic, topic, nothing, topic.

Oh, there it is.

"Oh, yeah. If you say so, I have an invitation to the editor."

"... is that what you're saying when you don't bother? Just say it."

"Did the editor know about something called the Academic Club? It's a sorcery-related event at the school I go to."

"Is that it? That the Royal School of this city holds at this time of year."

"Yes, I think that's probably it"

"What's wrong with that?

"If you don't mind, why don't you join me? Even so, as long as I listen to it in the seats provided, I hope so."

The demonic nobleman also said it would be good to invite him if he had some. If she's a good alchemist, she'll never look bad either. In the fold of creating the princess's cure, the name is also communicated as one of the meritorious. Probably would welcome it.

"... hey, is that true?

Then the teacher asked, looking somewhat awed.

My face is serious.

I'm a little surprised.

"Yes, I was invited myself, but I was advised that I wouldn't mind with a few others, so if you don't mind, why don't the editor join me..."

"Come on! Let's go!

Fast forward.

Dr. Editor caught it.

"Are you interested?

"Naturally!? Speaking of National School Academic Association, it is cited as one of the highest peaks of the gathering of its hands. Enough to line up shoulders with the statutes of each society in the school city of Givana."

"I see."

Apparently, it was a well-known event.

You've gotten one smarter again.

"If so, I apologize for the sudden talk, but may I have you in the school dorm, my room, early in the morning? I'm planning to show you around."

"Okay! First thing in the morning!

"Thank you, then, in that way please"

Explosive fishing.

I don't like being a bit of a magical aristocrat.

"But, hey, was that good? Conditions for participation in the Academic Association should be very strict. I was told before when I checked that if I wasn't noble, I wouldn't be able to win the lottery."

"Oh, really?

"You didn't know?

"Yeah well, this was my first participation too..."

"... you're the same man I can't grasp at all... who's you"

"I'm sorry I didn't study. It hasn't been long since I started school."

"But this time, thanks to Omae like that, I can even participate in this. Are you sure you want to join us? You're not gonna say no later, are you? Huh?"

"I'm getting an appointment, so I think you'll be okay with that."

That's why the Demon Nobleman is such a badass.

I can feel relieved when it comes to that kind of promise.

"Well, well, well."

The sleeping jito eyes were lost early, and the lukewarm look of the editor teacher. I'm also most happy to see her delightful face. I feel so happy.

Demonic nobility, you did a good job this time. I have to put my back on this and grab a pattern with Christina. If I get gibberished, I need to take it right.

"Would you like to stay at my house this evening, if you don't mind?

"Huh?"

"From here, there's a lot of distance, and maybe I took the liberty of imagining if I wasn't comfortable in the morning. Or turn the carriage to the atelier..."

"Stay!

It's an instant answer again.

Seemed quite concerned. Is it that good, academics and stuff? I don't know.Well, if it's tomorrow, it's all under daylight, at which point you'll have to judge. Either way, thanks to you, we can welcome the blonde Lorim Chimchi to our house this evening.

"Well, let's do that"

Guests can afford it. Except for my own bedroom and living room, and Sophia's room, about two other rooms are vacant. Cleaning is also carried out on a daily basis at the hands of the maid, so even abrupt visitors have no problem.

"Oh, yeah. Oh, that would be good."

"Compared to this atelier, it may be a few minutes cramped."

"Is that your aversion to home?

"No, I'm sorry to say that I'm under the same roof as someone like me, not to mention overnight. Oh, but don't worry, I'm with my other lady roommate who takes care of me, so don't worry about that area."

"... Omae, are you living with a woman?

"Depends on how you use the word, maybe when you say cohabitation, you'll be cohabiting."

Oh, I feel a little sad reminding you of Sophia.

Even though I had started forgetting it because of Dr. Editor's munchkin thick crotch.

"So you're still married?

"No way, marriage sounds like something in a gaga story."

Too far.

Lately, I am suspecting that it may not be possible to perpetuate the future.

"And you didn't? At that age. Even though he's human."

Don't poke me where it hurts at the pinpoint, you Loriel Elf.

There's no way you can get married with this face.

If I were you, I wouldn't be able to get billions loaded.

"There's always a certain number of people who can't even get married."

"... Huh?

All right, keep him in shape and sexually harass him.

I guess it was the teacher who shook the subject first.

"Is that what you say, Editor, that you're not married? As far as I could read the writings, they showed up to be very male experienced."

The work "Me and My Ex-husband" showed the efforts of Dr. Editor, who tried and missed to punish his stalking ex-husband, as a result of numerous alchemy items.

Ultimately, the ex-husband is feminized by a new item produced by the teacher. He says he is now enjoying his days as a seller prostitute in the sex district of the capital, Calis.

With regard to the same writings, I was very excited to see Dr. Editor's impatience from the text. However, would you be unhappy that the portrayal of your pivotal ex-husband was not portrayed at all?

I wanted to know what Dr. Editor liked or something.

"Right. Well, it looks like my male experience is pretty good, huh?

"The boulder is Mr. Editor."

"Because of this, we have become unsatisfactory bodies in our fellow men!

"I see..."

Damn, I got the counter fast.

I knew this hand story would be more advantageous for a woman.

I feel pretty tightly damaged.

"What's up? You want to hear it? This is my kind of male background."

"... sorry, I'm here"

"Ah?"

"To be single, it is, after all, a boulder."

Keep your head down honestly.

Then she tilted her neck and asked how Kyoton looked.

"Aren't human men attracted to experienced women? I was keen to insist on that kind of scene play that I did in the city before."

"Isn't that up to people, somehow? If it were to be a performance in these big cities, the script would also be made in a way that would be tailored to the customers we assume."

"... Really?

"Uh, yeah, probably..."

"Then, oh, hey, what about Omae? Omae ha."

"Huh? Is that me?

"Oh."

"Right......"

I don't even have to be questioned.

"One way or another, I'm sorry, it's less experienced..."

Either that or not. What a vague word for the shallow one. I hate it. I don't like it if it's not zero at first. But not a thousand will change after that. Instead, I love Yaliman bitch Billa Billa and all that.

Patience and politeness where I want to tell you honestly.

"Huh..."

Isn't this the first experience I've had since I was born to talk to heterosexual heterosexuals when I think about it? I just uttered an apology from defeat, but a strange fullness filled my chest. Happy to have an indecent conversation with blonde Lori.

I am in the mood for rear charging.

"Oh, really?

"It's not about what certain individuals are, let alone what stage play claims are about universal values for humans, and I was wondering if this neighborhood isn't entirely an individual hobby"

"Right..."

"It was probably a play for women?

"I do think there were more women coming in..."

"Isn't that the reason around?

…………

An editor teacher who looks a little offended.

Is there a difference in perceptions of culture between elves and people? Or it is also possible that the editor was secularly neglected because of the Alchemy Madness.

I had the image of a very smart woman, but apparently, leaving her own battlefield, she was more of a pure character bearer than I'd imagined.

Whatever the facts, we have to follow them.

I don't want Dr. Editor to hate me.

"That said, that and all of this comes from my experience with women..."

"... ahh?

"As much as I'm ashamed of you, I still don't have any experience this year. So I was wondering, somehow, if something like admiration precedes us."

If possible, confess what you didn't want to say and redeem.

Please laugh at the most.

Blonde Lori mocking, please grace this virgin bastard.

"Huh? Experience...... no? At that age......"

"... uh, yeah, well"

Don't repeat it.

You're embarrassing me.

"Really? Really, really, really not? Are you a virgin?

"Um, it's a little overtly confirmed..."

…………

Disillusioned? Likely.

When I joined the City Con in Ikebukuro, there was a section on the entry sheet where I would write about her absence. I honestly stated that I was over thirty years old, and from other female participants facing each other, this is not in the boulder, is it, the experience of being preached with a true face revives me? from three out of seventeen. It was hard.

But from a blonde Lori specification toddler, I'm also happy with those penetrations.

Awesome pleasure.

Welcome reverse sec.

Your harassment will feed my day.

"Right, right..."

"Oh, yeah, that's the place."

That said, this would be tough if Dr. Editor kept his distance.

I knew I'd stop staying tonight, or cry if they told me. What should I do? Cumming out that I might have done. Shit, I'm getting so anxious. Maybe more anxious than when Dark Elves beheaded me.

Scary.

Horrible.

"So sorry, this topic has been so far..."

"Well, then, shall we try to make our way? To the dorm of the school where you live."

"Huh? But have you?

Hey, I've been overtly changing the subject, you elf.

Damage to my virginity mind is enormous.

You're completely cut off before and after the conversation. Big accident. Communication.

"Can't you?

"No. But it's not too late after night..."

"Then you won't have a problem heading now. Don't you like it?"

"It's not that I never want to. Rather welcome."

"Well, then there's nothing wrong with that? Let's get out of here!

"But..."

"Or do you have things that seem troublesome to be seen? Hmm?"

"Yes, no, that's not why"

I don't know. Tense.

Honestly, sappy about what she's thinking.

That said, if you want to come, let's do our best to host this one. It is a place where we entertain people with great care. I want to come here with a high level of consciousness to capture the scene with agility so that I can worship more punches than once.

Dr. Editor, Lolibitch is cute.