Atelier Tanaka

In the end, Christina's belly bread ended up taking care of Mr. Nannuzzi without question. If there's one thing I could do, I wanted her to apologize to Sophia, but I can't even hope for it anymore.

Of course, healing magic was tried early. However, her flesh, scattered in the bathroom, never led to one again. No matter how many times I repeated it, I didn't get a response, it just stayed there.

Still, there was a lot of magic out there. However, due to the force not long after it began to be used, it was unknown what the discharge meant, and there was no sign that the originally fragmented flesh pieces would ever return, eventually a carriage that would be cleaned by the hands of the Dusk Regiment.

Thanks to this, the nobles took a bath and left early for the capital, Calis.

I guess I guessed the air on the field.

What a convenience involving a demonic nobleman, untouched God.

However, speaking only of the treatment of the wife, it was not a disturbance because the magical guiding nobleman had decided to dispose of it beforehand. Rather, the opinion prevailed that it was natural. Apparently, Osama's status within the school is absolute. You're a charisma.

That said, I sincerely hope you haven't had a bad impression on this city.

In addition to himself and Gonzalez, what is left of him in such a way is the usual facade: the exorcist nobility, Estelle, the editor teacher and Sophia. I wonder if they've spent more time together lately here?

Gain a sense of nature and comfort.

Together, the current location is the lounge on the upper floor of the bathing facility, which was immersed until recently. Just like downstairs, it will be a generous space for the so-called rich layers. However, I am not quite ready yet, so I have arranged some sofas and tables in the spacious room.

"One, would that be good?

A magical nobleman sitting on the couch accidentally raised his hips.

It's not this way I turned around, it's Sophia for some reason.

"What's wrong?

Does it feel like our maid did it?

This Osama has no mercy for people who can't use magic.

"Mr. Farren, if she did anything..."

Stand up again to shelter yourself from this.

Then he bowed his head before everyone stared at what was going on.

He broke his hips and lowered his head deep into the audience's present.

To Sophia.

"Huh? Ahhh... Huh?

For a moment, a maid of honor. The dumb face is cute. Somewhat, you must have understood that the other person's head was falling on his own side. I stood up momentum just as I touched something hot. The look seems rushed.

"Um! Oh, oh!?

The lowered side looks like something.

Regardless of this, the demonic nobility continues.

"You are the one who raised the voice of pointing out that you are ahead of everyone else when it comes to the end of time. I handled that bravery unhindered because of my stupidity. I'm sorry. Please, let me apologize for this."

"Whoo..."

There would also have been a position of a magical aristocrat in the magical guidance aristocracy.

Nonetheless, it seems manly to honestly apologize without arranging excuses.

You look great.

"Of course, I'll pay you enough."

"Eh, uh, hey, hey, hey, keep your head up, please."

On the other hand, it's Sophia who starts to panic even more.

I'm not cautious about Dada.

It's awesome.

My eyes flew in here looking for salvation.

Do something about it, Mr. Tanaka, like that.

I just can't apologize for grabbing it from the side because this place belongs to a demonic nobleman. It's a good idea to make him do what he wants. This is where we enjoy watching Sophia's awkward appearance.

Maid, my armpits got damp gradually.

I want to brush my teeth with purified salt from Sophia's side. Tighten the gums.

"You can say whatever you want. If I can't do anything, I'm gonna make it happen."

"Well, I didn't make such a big deal out of it, but, uh, Estelle and the editor took care of me, so, uh, I'm in a position to get compliments like that..."

"The gratuity will be given again. But first, I want to apologize."

"So..."

The Demon Guided Noble remains bowed his head.

Thanks to you, Sophia, I'm in full tears.

"At least, look up, look up."

"Will you forgive me?

"And at last!

You wanted a little sticky, Sophia.

I rarely see such a magical nobleman.

Slightly, Osama's sturdy face came back to the front.

"... thank you for that discretion"

"Death to the minister."

I'd be happy if this would cure Sophia's exorcism-guided aristocracy haters a little bit, but I don't have half the feeling that I've made it even worse, either way, right now. Beneath the hem of the skirt, you can see the knee peeking gushing.

"You should think about compensation. Going to visit again in the sun."

"Yes..."

Apparently, the demonic guiding nobleman himself was aware that he had done unfamiliar things, and scratched polypoli, cheeks, etc. at his fingertips, and let his gaze flow in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Recently, there's been a lot of romantic counseling, a lot of trying, and a lot of improvement in women's abilities.

He's getting a little cute kind of middle-aged.

Fair enough.

It wasn't a bad story for Sophia.

"It seems to fit in safely, more importantly."

"Ugh, um"

Growl appropriately and add a paragraph to the story.

The magical guidance aristocracy would have been satisfied as well.

So, is it time to cut it out?

Take the bathroom for half an hour later and mouth the complaints I've always wanted to suggest.

"By the way, Mr. Farren, I'd like to ask you one favor"

"What?

"I'm going to go find Mr. Christina, but if you seem to be free, can you help me?

I would have liked to have hurried a little more if I could, but I was late before I had any other aristocratic gaze. They're the ones, so don't worry about this stuff. You can't let anyone else know about his love path.

"This is a wild guess, but I feel like she's still in the city"

"... I see"

That sounds like a pretty delicate dragon. If I don't get it right for you, I'm going to be infidel. More importantly, I would like him to work with me in building a city in the future. That is why the relationship should be kept well.

Plus, there's a lot to reflect on about this one.

It is the role of the involved side that supports this, because it was intentionally involved in our realm. It is also possible to blame herself and leave her alone, but now she is so unfamiliar with human communication that she can push it aside and do something about it.

Poor can also be a kick-ass for further misfortune.

At the same time, we can respond to his consultation by inviting the demonic nobility. I wonder if whoever found it as a result could sue Christina if there was the fact that we looked together. This kind of thing is about facts, I think.

"It would be good. If that's the case, let me help you too."

As this one took his seat, the Apocalyptic Nobleman lifted his hips again with momentum.

"May I?

"Uhm."

"Then let's split up and find it."

A good smile makes you snort, a magical guide aristocrat.

I'm not in love with the Lori Dragon for Dada.

"If that's the case, can we help too?

Nature and Gonzalez continued.

Aren't you still comfortable?

But Gong on the boulder. It will be out of hand with pleasant companions. It is not easy to respond to Lolidragons that have become emotionally unstable. Secondary disasters do not occur due to busy and unfamiliar procedures.

"No, we'll handle her search, so Mr. Gonzalez and the others, just like yesterday, would like to see the city maintained. I said I'd look around the inside of the wall."

"Really? Well, if you see anything, I'll let you know."

"That would help. Please do."

For once, I wanted to go after the woman who ran away.

Whatever they are, one dream is going to come true.

However, if I may, I would like the Demon Guided Noble to find it.

"Wait a minute. I'll help you too. I owe you a ride on my back."

"Wah, wah, I'm good to help too! We came to the Academic Club together."

Estelle and Dr. Editor taking their seats following Osama.

Oh, my God, you're surprisingly loved, aren't you, Lori Dragon?

I don't think these two ever move for someone they don't like. I don't know if I like it or not, but at least I must admit it to my colleagues who work together.

We must have an understanding of Christina together, so we have enough power.

"Then I'm sorry, but I hope you both can help me"

"I'll give you a signal when I find you. Hey!

"This way too."

Nodding blonde Lollies.

Editor teacher loving conscious and serial with a crisp look.

"Yes, then, in that way, please"

It would be flushed by the atmosphere of those places.

Sophia also speaks out, gaggling, trembling.

"Um, wow, wow, me too..."

Impossible is not good, impossible.

"Mr. Sophia would like to leave a message. It would be very helpful if you could share it, for example, with someone else when they come back. This is also a necessary role."

"Ha, ha!

We just checked with each other, and we're off to find the dragon.

◇ ◆ ◇

In conclusion, as assumed, the Loridragon was inside the wall.

I found it on Slam Street in the North End. The doorstep of a house I deliberately built and then broke into a fireball, and the doorstep I made of a little thick stonewall, I need to calm my butt down a little bit, a gym seat. He wrote it on the ground like a letter with a wooden stick in his hand.

Oh, my God. Damn, this lovely dragon.

"Mr. Christina."

Calling his name, his shoulder trembled victoriously. And when I raised my face, I turned my gaze to this way, like I was afraid.

The expression never seemed like a mistake, but rather depressed. It was a very unlikely face, mixed with fear and sadness.

Isn't that the first time?

Was there something so important to him here?

"Wow, you're kicking me out!? Or, here, here, to kill!?

"Mr. Christina."

'Fine. Ugh! Dear Sir, the dust is the same before my strength, so that I may never be resurrected here again, so that I may destroy you completely! Selling a fight to an old dragon, regret it in the afterlife!

Stand up in a big panic and make him look awesome.

It's a dangerous sign.

I may roll out my belly pan again.

I think I need to forgive you a little bit before I call in the other faces.

I'm glad I found it myself the first time.

"I'm not selling anything else. Mine's not for sale so far."

'Well... then what is it!

"I'm here to pick you up. I still have a lot of other work to do. So can you not rot in a place like this and build a city with me? As mayor of the town."

'... hey, hey?

"Yeah, don't you like it? I think they raised that kind of topic in the bathroom."

Given its activity, it is a choice that is never niggardly.

A human being is a creature that grows up with roles and titles. I'm sure that's the same even if it's a dragon, now I think. I believe that her behavior in showing Mr. Nannuzzi to his opponents is never accidental, whimsical, etc. Probably.

…………

"What's up?

Dumb and stared at by the Lori Dragon.

For the sake of height difference, it's called uplifting.

There are golden eyes gleaming in black.

"Mr. Christina?

"... you want to be my turn?

"How does that happen?"

Lolidragon insult that pokes certainty by virtue.

Thank you.

Thank you for being extremely one.

If only the vagina had a membrane.

'If not, why did you come all the way out here to call me? Is there anything other than a tantrum, like why a male chases a female's ass? You think there are other reasons for this?

Everything is a direct balloon Lori Dragon for a waste of smart minutes, for a waste of inexperienced communication. I honestly ask what I don't know. That honesty comes zucchingly to the chest compared to the questions surrounding, on the other hand, an extremely untrue power relationship.

I feel like whispering love with all my strength without checking for membranes.

"Isn't it natural to be concerned for your precious companion? Not just human beings, but other creatures, will do their part for their fellow herds."

"Companions?"

"Yes."

The aesthetic eye of a demonic nobleman is a great deal.

Looking forward to the future.

I'll do my best to support you.

"Who's Who's Who"

"Though I am yours."

…………

Then Christina suddenly shuts up where it goes on. Keep looking up at this one, with Ji as her golden pupils solidified. Koitsu, you're scared when you can stare because the white eye area is black. In case your belly bread flies, that's your biggest fear.

"Don't you like it? Mr. Farren, Mr. Estelle and Mr. Sophia were equally worried about you. You're looking for you just like I am. That's how Mr. Gonzalez spoke to me."

…………

"In that sense, everyone but me is the same."

Line up the hard and complaining.

Then, what's the matter, the loli-dragon who turns himself around on the spot.

I turn around.

Can't you see Lori's face?

Only a small back can peep.

"What's up?

"Ma, Ma! If there's anything you can do, Mayor of this city, there's nothing you can't do! Come, come, come, if you really ask this me, if you're going to bow your head, yes, if you're going to bow your head! Beep!"

Or so I thought, followed by a light mouth from the plain.

It's just that it's wet somewhere, Lori. Dragon.

That's a surprisingly loose lacrimal gland.

I've always had terrible eyes, but after yesterday's exchange, the resistance seems much smaller. If this means being one of us, I think it's the Lori Dragon, not the Lori Dragon, who's been one of us.

So I honestly decided to lower it.

"Yeah, I really need you. Mr. Christina."

"Eh..."

Also, Christina's shoulder trembled.

You're the best vibe, Lorigon.

I don't quite hate it. Honestly adorable.

'Are you sure? Oh, no...'

"It's good, right? I believe in you."

"Eh..."

I'm sure that's like a plea.

Rather than believing.

If this makes him any more adult, the Demon Guided Noble will be pleased.

We're all happy.

"Can't you?

"...... Ru"

"Yes?"

"That's why! I'm telling you I'm going to be the mayor!

"Ah, yes. Ok. Okay, excuse me, please."

Good.

Apparently, Christina and I are sorry we didn't have to say goodbye.

Looks like we could make a city together again.

Oh, my God, at the time I thought about it, I'm sure I'm the one who lost. I regret most of all not being able to see how his cheeks are right now. If it's going to happen, I want to tune in with my index finger.

What a nostalgic dragon.

◇ ◆ ◇

I recovered Christine safely and came back to the lounge again.

The other faces returned as well, using the fireball that fired into the sky as a signal. As before, Estelle and Dr. Editor, Sophia, the Magic Guide Nobleman, Gong, and Christina will be all over the place.

"It's more than anything!

The words of a cheerful Estelle fly.

That's how the field flows thanks to you.

He's a moodmaker.

"Yeah, that's right"

So let's leave it to the momentum to share what we promised Lorigon.

"Starting today, it has been a carriage to ask the mayor of this town, Mr. Christina. I know there are a lot of things you can do to help, but I hope you can help me."

"... Huh?

Estelle, the boulder, has a voice of doubt for this too.

The momentum in this way seems lost as well.

But I've decided what I've decided.

Dragon City is born.

"I'm the mayor! He's the mayor!? What do you think?

I'm freaking out somewhere, Lorigon.

No way.

Meanwhile, I just need to hear that, and it's Lolivitch who panics.

"Um, this is your territory? I don't know what that means!

"The territory may be in my charge, but the town has left it to her"

"... no. The size of the city and territory, hey, hey."

Stunning Estelle's expression, you haven't seen it in a while.

"It's just not all the same to say that you're the mayor, Mr. Christina. I would like to extend my full respect to all the dusk regiments led by Mr González. They've been helping you build the city for a long time before you visited."

"Hmmm... I do remember being there before me"

"No, we don't care, do we?

Wrinkles lean between Christina's brows.

"The mayor is you. But don't forget your compassionate mind about the other person. No matter what you scratch, Mr. Gonzalez is not enough of a threat to you. That is why Mr. Christina herself, please, treat this with a tolerant heart. No violence."

'... if that's what the mayor does, yeah, that's good!

"Thank you"

All right, all right, great, Lori. Dragon.

One or two cheap things in town, if the young girl is happy. I mean, one or two of the towns are gonna be easy guys to make, I'll do it. Stonewall, you're definitely going to take it to the skill level MAX.

Besides, it's up to me to check my income and expenditure anyway. Finally, towards the end of the month, we need to keep a report book. This one will probably be quite a workload.

It is impossible to take charge of the whole operation of the town by yourself. At least I want to leave the role of standing on the table and working gloriously to a beautiful place. It would be an appropriate division of work. Busamen are a stable formation to be thorough on the back.

If it's Christina now, I'm sure, maybe, she'll be fine.

"Once this dragon has arrived, I wonder if anyone else can retreat"

"Though I think that would be interesting"

"It's a town in your territory, isn't it?

"I've spoken to Christina, and I'm sure she'll be fine."

Especially Estelle.

However, if you've been so attached to me by then, oh, as long as I'm happy. It's a great honor to leave someone desperate for something. I would be particularly pleased if that were a clever old arrangement for the Lori Dragon.

"By the way, I'd like to ask Mr. Farren one question."

"What?

"To what extent is Stonewall generally and sustainably?

It's troublesome to get into too much, so let's just say we change the subject here.

When I was told earlier, I confirmed what I was worried about.

In retrospect, there were also differences of consciousness with regard to flight magic.

"I don't know how common you are referring to. However, if I were to state what I think, all of the magic of the Wall system significantly reduces endurance over time. It's not much different from flying magic."

"Oh, really..."

I mean, an hour or so, I guess.

It's shorter than I thought.

However, the Stonewall water that was completed a few days ago is still alive. What concerns me then is the final life span. Honestly, I haven't been able to grasp the feel myself using magic either. It's a very disturbing place.

Many of the facilities collapse in the midst of bathing after welcoming guests. Naked customers. Hell of a picture of an annoying cry. Men, women, women, girls, toddlers. They throw him outdoors naked and confuse everyone and everyone with the way he was born.

It may not be very bad when you think calmly.

"Don't be appropriate, there's a miscellaneous fish."

"Huh..."

Here Christina opened her mouth loudly, too.

The shoulders of the demon-guided aristocrats tremble in the wake of the harsh words that flew from their intended opponents.

At this point, let's ask the town's co-producers.

Replace Osama and urge him to continue.

"That said, apart from where Mr. Christina used it?

"Of course not, right? He's just kidding around with Ningen. At least by the end of your life, this city will collapse!

Lorigon to let me talk to you with a Doya face.

"Sorry, that's also about the part I made..."

I know her stonewall is awesome.

Even a level forty-five fireball didn't collapse.

However, on the other hand, what about the things that I have produced?

"Ah? Ah, ah... well, be, nothing, not enough to line me up! Anyway, your wall is too brittle! Yes, it's brittle! Too brittle!

"Oh, really?

Shit.

When you do, you need to think about it.

They know what it's like to live in a property built eighty-one years ago. I don't know what the rules are for the new earthquake-resistant design method, but if they say it's dangerous, it's a creature called a person who cares.

I'm in a hurry.

Then Lorrigon goes on to see what's inside this one.

"But, well, what? It must be brittle compared to my walls, but if it's about the same lifespan you have when you're in Ningen, you won't even have it. '

"... Really?

Apparently, after all, there's no problem for the moment.

It is, as always, a far-fetched statement.

"Not as good as me. No! Wow, not as good as I am!?

"If you're going to have it for the moment, it's fine. Thank you."

"Whoa? Ah, ah, ah!?

"What's up?

"Oh, ooh... well, if you appreciate it, ooh..."

Christina's self-esteem aside, what she got isn't bad.

Good. Good. Seeing the worries of rebuilding in a few weeks from construction is likely to be avoided. For the moment, we are likely to be able to focus on our immediate goals. Something that makes me look good on those dusk regiments who helped me.

But I didn't expect the day to come to follow me from the Lori Dragon.

I feel a little hot in my chest.

And I thought one thing. It seems better not to say thank you very easily to him. There is a verse that values very much the words we exchange. Let's just say we don't make it easy to get in series, but only at the moment that we're here.

"Oh, come on! Tanaka!"

I just settled my mind on Christina's words.

A voice flew from the editor teacher without hair.

Besides, it's a name.

I feel like it's been a long time since I've gotten a nomination from her by the name of Tanaka. I mean, isn't this your first time? No, like I've been called before, but not like that. Well, I'm extremely happy anyway.

You're welcome to speak from the teacher.

"What is it? Editor."

"Let me see one thing!

The always more and more momentum editor teacher's caught chin is adorable.

He asks me to embark on it.

My hands on the low table are tinier and lollier than I thought.

Lori, it's Lori.

How good would it feel to be treated with this ease? I want you to use both hands to gossip in a hard way. It would be nice if the saliva were constantly flowed from the half-open mouth and replaced with lubricant.

"Manaposition that it is going to be sold here, is that what you thought and made it!? Plus the bathing agent that was in the bath, oh, that one!

"Rather than me, it's to the extent that I applied a little hand with reference to the editor's writings. I made it with reference to a book I had read before. I just don't have that many hands on it."

"I mean, it's me and your joint research..."

"Right. I would be very grateful if you could do that."

I don't know if something patentable exists in the Penny Empire or not. However, it is difficult for people to ask for money from that hand, such as royalties on rights in any case. It's a humble decision, but I want to somehow take this place as a joint development.

There's still something I don't really understand about what Dr. Editor is saying and doing. If there is one thing you can be sure of, it is that you are the owner of an indulgent mind that easily punches you into admiring by reassembling your too munchy thighs in a deformed and free-flowing manner.

"Do you mind?

"Right. It's a joint development between you and me. Oh, yeah, heh, heh."

"Um, Mr. Editor?

"Huh? What?

"So about the research on pesari grass..."

"I'm gonna write a book! Book!"

"Yes?"

There's something wrong with the teacher's tension.

Are you all right?

"Researchers put their own research together as a book!

"Yeah, I think that's what it really is"

"Or can I write? On my side. Oh, of course I can put your name in properly. Mine's fine back there. So, or can I write it down? Books, with my hands."

Some starving editor teacher.

Do you like to write books?

"If the editor is good, this one is no problem..."

"Ooh! Yes! Then write! Results of this joint research!

Looks so happy.

This is an unsolicited guess, but it's about a familiar teacher. I guess I've been studying in Botch for years now. Are you therefore excited about the process of accomplishing something with someone?

Just like I was obsessed with building cities with the Lori Dragon and Gong myself.

It might be interesting to poke the challenge alone. But it would also be fun to work with someone to make something out of it. Dr. Lorimchimuchi must be enjoying the pleasure right now.

"Hey, hey! Then I'll write it too!

Then Estelle barked without putting her hair down for a while.

He is a lolita who still hates to lose.

You don't have anything to write about.

"Mr. Estelle, even though I say write, what are you going to write?

"It's a great epic poem that will leave me and your days for future generations! All fifty volumes.

"Do as you please"

You'll get bored in three days anyway.

You can leave it alone.

No one reads.

Consider that the priority now should be the follow-up to the Demon Guided Nobility. Because of the convenience of being with the Lori Dragon and the place, there is no hand in not making the most of this place.

Earlier, we looked for her together, and we had a history of talking about it. The other person's senses will be warming up a little too. No more chances.

"By the way, Mr. Christina, I'd like to ask you one thing."

'... what?

Lorigon, who was sipping juice with a hock-face, turned this way.

It's orange on my lips.

"I don't know what I was talking about earlier..."

"What the fuck? Say it quickly. '

Don't get all soaked up before continuing.

"By what criteria does a creature called a dragon, not just an enchanted dragon, choose the opposite sex that becomes its turn (connection)? If you don't mind, could you tell me?

"... you think it's Dragon's turn?

"Yes."

"Do you still want to be my turn? Not with people and dragons on boulders... '

"No, you're not."

I might be mistaken for a romantic single-celled Estelle. But he already has his allowance. There will be no problem to the extent that there is one more now. If the other person is a Lori Dragon, he or she may have a bad hand.

"Subhumans close to humans and humans choose people primarily by their appearance and financial strength. On the other hand, I'm still a student at school wondering how dragons and so on that don't have their own cultural area are choosing a partner."

No, I feel compelled.

However, it is not that the story is not connected.

Lorrigon then began to talk in a way that made him feel much better.

'Well, then, yeah! I knew you'd need a well-shaped horn and some more big wings! Give them both away! And I've heard stories about tail lengths and thicknesses that go by a lot!

Are you glad that you were interested in the existence of yourself?

I don't know. I just felt that way.

"Wings on horns, and tails?

"Naturally! And at the very least, if you didn't have enough power to break the walls of this town in one blow, you'd even be interested! Oh, but of course it's a blow!? Shoot me! You can't do the same thing over and over again. '

I see. Extremely dragonous feedback.

I guess it still has a different aesthetic feel to people.

Would it be a hard order for a bit of magical guidance aristocrat? But if he is, there may come a day when he will have a horn from his head, a feather from his back, and a tail from his butt. I do not intend to culminate in the guidance of Dada.

It's a fantasy world, there's nothing you can't do. I'm sure.

"I see, so called dragon-like is required."

'That's right! Don't miss any of them, all of them!

"Thank you. I learned."

A female dragon that lets you talk with a Doya face.

Momentum and open mouth convenience, tweezers fly.

That's the editor who hung it on the back of his hand on the table. You look disgusting. Wow. No, like. But I don't complain. A smart editor doesn't imitate a fight to a dragon. The crying teacher is cute.

If it's going to happen, I want to carefully lick it with my own tongue.

It has an editor's charm - accompanied by the saliva of the Lori Dragon.

"Yes, but!

"Yes."

"Yasa, sasa, gentle, I think it's important too..."

"Really?

"Yeah."

Sometimes you answer honestly, don't you, Koz?

Perhaps he is not aware of it.

"If so, maybe even close to people will hold it together."

Squeeze, chillari, and behold the demon-guided aristocrats.

…………

He made me snort a little.

In the wake of the current exchange, it seems that middle-aged people who fall in love have not lost their passion. Good. I rather feel a strong will in my eyes. The sooner you open your mouth, the more you join the circle of topics.

Chirali, a question flew over here as I focused on the Lori Dragon.

"Why is it a town wall?

"The outer wall here was built by Christina."

'Exactly!

"Ho, did you"

Instead, I want to give you information.

It was the demon-guided nobility of the day who made him snort early. I know the circumstances, but it may be a mistake, but I thought I had a smile on my face. Perhaps, but where a clear goal has been set, motivation has also come into play.

"Um! Could it be the person you said you liked?

I thought so, Estelle barked early where I feared.

"No, you don't. I'm so sorry that guys like me choose, but they're the others. And I don't have the courage to ask in person."

"Oh, yes..."

That's how Tanaka Rand's revelations went by.

◇ ◆ ◇

Same night, in the bathroom.

I was immersed in a bath with a demon guide nobleman. Nobody else looks like him. Since it is a spacious open-air bath, if it is not otherwise popular, it stands out when done and tranquility. Slowly sinking into this was terribly comfortable.

It's called a private bath.

"Thanks for your help today"

"It's become a little more forceful..."

"No, I made it clear what I should be aiming for. Good thing."

"I hope so."

When it comes to what the good old middle-aged bastards are both soaking up in the hot tub and doing, a love pattern against Christina, the demon-led aristocrat. To that day, it is a reflection. It depends on you exchanging words between the hot air while soaking at a distance of only a few meters from each other.

"I'm sure Mr. Farren can make it."

"That's what I want to check with you."

"What is it?

"Have you already broken the wall or something?

"No, unfortunately not at all"

"Right..."

"I'm not going to take it up and try it"

Already once, it would be better not to tell them that I tried and failed.

I just give you anxiety for nothing.

It is the mood of the demon-guided aristocracy that you can glimpse when you have just exchanged some words. Love is horrible because he's always confident that he'll show a modest response so far. It turns past forty Osama into a flattering young maiden.

Oh, you're literally so disgusting.

"... thank you for your care"

"No, because that's what I promised."

We have to protect it properly.

Because I promised to support you.

But, well, somehow, I feel most youthful.

Two bastards, love bana in the bathroom.

Twenty years late, finally a visiting youth.

You have a life like this, too.

I feel very emotional.

I don't know if it was at least ten years early, but I wish it unexpectedly.

No, no, I don't think luxury is a good idea.

This would still be well suited for Busamen.

High hopes destroy themselves.

I can't give up the membrane.

"But in addition to horns, feathers, and tails, the destruction of the enchanted dragon's produced magic products would not be a subject more worthy of doing. I feel motivated by what methods to take because they are all extremely simple"

"It's a boulder."

"The more magical you are, the more powerful you will be."

"If it's Mr. Farren, I'm sure it'll all come to that."

"That's a nagging charge. I understand myself best."

"It's a dragon, isn't it? If I'd done it normally, I'd never see it ahead of me. Because it's different in the first place. That's why I think Farren's behavior like Farren is more of a strength than anything else."

…………

Let's hang it up a little bit.

I think it's hard to attack a Lori Dragon if you want to leave a human being in such a temper.

Or perhaps if you don't quit, you can't convey your thoughts.

That's extremely clever. Perhaps the small workmanship kind will not work.

"What do you think?

"... oh, I'm sure you're right"

"Yes."

"Right. However, I may have been feeling a little weak. I feel like I've set my own limits, consciously or unconsciously, just around the corner."

"Doesn't sound like it"

"I didn't expect you to say that."

"Is it not? When we first met, you had a little more momentum."

"Don't say anything more. And thank you."

Oops, I got an honest thank you from the Demon Guided Noble. Rare.

"It's not like you're thanking me for anything."

"I'm not just asking for that one, I'm feeling a little, a little uplifted"

"It's a boulder vitality."

"Huh, you can't beat something younger yet"

"That's the intention."

Me and you are already past the turning point in our lives.

However, in those circumstances, it must be important to look forward.

I'll be honest with you to apprentice.

"Tell me if there's anything I can do to help. We're here to help."

"Hmm. Very helpful. But... that's good enough."

"Huh?"

"The goals to be achieved were already set. I will certainly try to accomplish this alone. Otherwise, he won't look this way either. This was suggested by you, who is no one else."

It sounds strangely loud in the bathroom.

"I'm still ahead of you now, but I'll never lose"

To undo this, the powerful proclamation of the demonic aristocracy focused on the whole room

"... on that point, I'm sorry"

Distance to the Lori Dragon mentioned in the point. Indeed, this one is far closer. Whatever the reason, there will be no mistake, because if you are unraveling it for a few reasons, you feel yourself as nobody else.

Still, I don't mind the magical nobility.

"I don't mind. It's someone else's choice. And I'm not giving up."

"You're strong."

I saw myself in the same mood as I still wanted Allen Love Sophia. I like what I like. I don't need a reason to ask for this. Whatever the other person is, it's nothing more than his own emotions that occupy its roots.

You love the Lori Dragon the most, you magical nobleman.

Isn't that good, youth?

Nice, young man.

This is the first time I've seen why a girl student wants to put something on and get excited about a romance talk after thirty. You were most emotionally weak, me at the time. I would never laugh at an old man buying a retarded white appliance for nearly double the distribution price at a local private store.

"Therefore, you will not shy away. You can do whatever you want."

"...?

A few magical expressions continue to guide the aristocracy.

"I will surely reach next to him with my own hands."

…………

"Beyond you."

Ni and the invincible laugh of a magnificent old dude.

Apparently he's been certified as a rival in love.

"Then you have to work very hard."

So incite it appropriately.

Whatever the facts, if that's a plus, it's convenient for this one to support. Thinking of his personality, I think the presence of someone competing side by side is the best driving force, as we've been dating for the past few weeks.

"Naturally."

A demon-guided aristocrat who groans and responds to himself in full.

Apparently it came together as a good story.

The Love of the Magic Aristocrat, Act One, End. Like.

He is reluctant to do so, but will support him as much as he can in the future.

Promises are promises.