Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

From behind the collision, the white hot air stands up loud.

The hot air arose from hot water stretched in a wooden toilet, with a moist, wet white back and black hair and fox ears visible ahead, as well as tails.

Soaking cloth in toilet water, Xiao Bao was half-naked, wiping his body clean and washing his long dark hair like a mess.

The treasurer looked often, and felt the hot wind on his cheek.

Shortly afterwards, it turned into a playable breeze and rocked the azrona hyena wrapped around the hair and neck of the collector.

There is a toilet at the back of the shaped aisle of the bush and a hot tub as soon as the branch is bent. Snow and white stood up to protect the treasurer who was at that branch, staring at Kuroyang, who emitted a small black flame on the treasurer.

In the bathroom, Xiao Xiao Xiao, who heard the noise, stares at the collector with the same eyes as his parents' enemies while hiding his body with a cloth.

The collector, openly one, sighed.

And then he looked at Xiao Xiao with horrible eyes, as if against a hostile opponent, and then slowly turned his gaze to Kuroyang.

"- It's a poor body, it's not worth a lot. Don't be mad at me."

Kuroyang was even more furious at the story of a collector who oiled the fire.

She was called to have something important to do with Miao. The collector and the snow white cleverly hid the signs. I assumed the collector would not come.

Even though I rushed right away, it was a lifetime of unconsciousness for Kuroyang to show Xiao's soft skin to such a man.

Kuroyang expresses a black flame like a fox fire.

No matter how mad I've been, I've never used black flames. Because if you use black flames, you're bound to hurt them. Previously, it was the illusion of black flames that had been unleashed on the treasurer, and the first time it had been unleashed was to the extent of a seedfire to threaten.

But it was a failure. This man must match his painful eyes for once.

I didn't have to use black flames to do that. To break through the snow and white in front of you and put a blow in the protected collector.

Black flames fly.

It's like a black fire arrow. It exploded like a fist and vanished the moment it hit snow and white.

Kuroyang stared at the snow and white.

What the hell did you do? The last minute was also erased.

Black Yang emits black flames again.

And notice.

A fist-large ball of white smoke appeared before Snow White's eyes, offsetting the black flame.

It was a cold ball developed by the collector.

Kuroyang was also surprised, but the collector was more surprised and realized than anyone else. Noticed, distracted.

Strengthen yourself.

Then you learn that and the snow and white get stronger too.

I wonder if the difference will not shrink forever.

The collector is secretly depressed, but he uses cold balls many times in front of the snow white, which can also be called the Lord of Snow Mountains in the first place. Things If it's about ice, it's not weird if snow and white could be used.

Blackyang exploded even more angry and jumped at the snow white, which kept lightly putting out the blackflame.

Black flames, illusions, and even tails were woven together.

Snow and White also intercept it, restraining Kuroyang, who tries to devour the tiger's gaze and the treasurer's throat.

- Quooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

- Gruaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

As a matter of fact, there were no more collectors (miscellaneous fish) in Kuroyang's head. I'll blow a bubble in the snow (enemy) in front of me. That's all I have.

Unconsciously, Kuroyang had admitted to snow and white.

Never before have I met anyone who could cross so far in intelligence and power equally. I was growing a lot because of it, but at the same time I was stressed out.

Even though I may say it, the collector can go out with snow and white, but not with Xiao Xiao, a performer. I can't run around the mountains and have a flesh-bomb fight.

Kuroyang wasn't dissatisfied with it, but he was unconsciously stressed out.

That was resolved in a collision with snow and white.

There's a constraint that you shouldn't hurt them, but no matter how much force you put into it, Snow White antagonizes the power and returns it.

It is also because of the use of black flames. Using black flames in a place like this would be disastrous. It was a place where Snow White could not do without thinking that he would always accept it.

- Quooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

- Gruaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Blackyang never admits it, but the two of them hitting the flames and the cold air, the tail and the tail, the forehead and the forehead just seem twisted no matter what.

It's extremely noisy, and they're fighting seriously.

The battle between Snow White and Black Yang, which lasted for a while, ends with the scolding of a rushed beauty child.

There is no excuse for Mei Yang to hear the excuse that the peeping collector is bad, etc., and Kuroyang will receive the Mei child's sermon.

Showing her back as if she were a calf to be sold, Kuroyang was taken by a beauty child.

Xiao Xiao, still dressed in the back of the collector, was staring at him. If people could kill with their gaze, the collector would have died many times.

But the keeper doesn't apologize.

A peek into the hot tub was the job the Middler asked me to do.

Therefore, Snow and White also hid near the bathroom where they passed the bathroom, waiting for Kuroyang, who would come.

When called to a distant sitting area, they say that they may stay if they are regular customers who are trustworthy. It was very rude of me to say no when I was advised to have a lot of laborious meals and baths to prepare, and I couldn't say no.

So, it seems that peeking occurs occasionally, and the peeking of the zodiac was its training. There is no word for sexual harassment. It didn't go into business if you were hurting someone as much as they peeked at you.

Of course, the geisha side can take measures.

It was the habit of washing the body on the back of the collision so that it could be peeked at at at any time. All you can look at is your back.

The side that called the geisha also had the implicit rule that she should not do anything more innocent than look at her back.

"... aren't you a geisha? I didn't even know I had a girlfriend's manners. Is the teacher poorly taught or poorly born?"

I hate to say this, but it's my job.

That's all the collector said, he turned his back with Snow White and Azrona. I wasn't willing to go to the bathroom or anything in the first place.

Xiao Xiao tried to say back to the words of the collector, but tied his lips tight and pressed silently.

The collector who was lying in the room he was guided to, but he couldn't sleep because of his continued state of excitement. Get off the sleeping table and walk away pretentiously.

It is a toilet. Somehow let it out, it seemed like it wouldn't come out, it was such a subtle urination, but I was wondering if it was because I couldn't sleep.

Snow White, who was lying beside the sleeping table, opened his thin eyes and dropped off the back of the collector.

The sawdust proceeded through a thin passage with no light.

When I plugged into the branch of the letter, I remembered Xiao Xiao, who was in the daytime, and looked into the hot tub.

At the end of the collision, there was a beauty washing her body with her back facing this way.

I can see chest contours even from behind when I raise my arms to wash my hair because my chest is a little bigger than Xiao's.

There was a moist, wet deer tail near his sitting, reshaped glutes.

Pulling his eyes off, which he was likely to see, the collector immediately turned back, forgetting his urine intentions as well.

For no reason, I don't have the sexual roots to look directly into a woman's bath.

I can't help what I saw in a flash. This house with this structure is bad. With such excuses whining in his heart, the Zao fled early enough.

Without noticing the gaze staring at its back.

Shortly before the zodiac had left, Midori had stumbled back and found a zodiac to turn back early.

"- Oh, you've done something wrong."

Miao wiped the body's water with a dry cloth before wearing clothes.

A wet-haired maid visited the collector's room.

"I showed you something ugly earlier. Go ahead."

He did something wrong, which means he interrupted me from going to the bathroom. It was just a penetration.

Conversely, the collector gets more annoying.

"... I wasn't willing to peek. I'm sorry. I just couldn't sleep and wandered around. It doesn't mean I want to go."

Miao never even doubted the words of the treasurer.

"... So can you teach me magic because it's just fine?

The collector agreed pleasantly with no reason to refuse, and with a peek.

"- How about magic?

Last time I looked into affinity, the affinity of the infant was specific to water, and then there was just wind to the degree of juxtaposition, and other affinities, like other beast races, were almost devastatingly low.

Maybe starting spiritual magic with affinity water sperm led to that quickness of awakening.

"What about Spirit Magic? It's a little hard to grasp the magic of life."

Even though he was suddenly flown into this world, the collector was educated with small, medium and high schools in Japan, and even grasped the human structure quite well from the relationship of painting. Therapeutic efficiency was higher than that of those who treated nappies.

You don't have to know that. You can treat a lot of messes, and depending on the magic, it doesn't matter, but it took a long experience to treat a deep wound.

But I don't have time to teach human structure.

The collector thought about when he taught Yobi, and advised him.

"... Can't I use my racial traits? If you can intuitively understand the approximate structure, you can put it straight on the cure. Sometimes we learn how to structure ourselves by using our species characteristics on a daily basis."

"... it's a little impossible to remember. Because it's really intuitive. But it's going to heal the way it feels."

The original beast race does not like the healing and barrier building of others, which is external magic, but a beauty child might be able to be a well-armed healer.

Miao was floating a ball of water a little above her palm and practicing spiritual magic.

The side illuminated by the slightest light was serious in itself.

The collector looked at it from the side, but in large part took out the miscellaneous book and drew it off.

After a while, at some point, the beauty stared at the collector who painted the picture better.

"... I'm sorry I took the liberty. Throw it away if you're uncomfortable."

I'm not working as an unpleasant guest right now. It was too lame to draw on its own.

"No, I don't mind. But let me see."

When the collector gave him the whole miscellaneous book, Miao received it softly. I was concerned about the paintings the collectors were painting at work.

"… is this a foreign country"

Most of the collector's paintings are modeled on women. But in that context there was a view of the Mido continent.

Irida against the backdrop of Salehad and the Alerduria Mountains.

Yobi standing between the sea and jungle of the Kingdom of Rattana.

Estea stands on a snow night in Bartis.

Ziva eats rice looking delicious.

Others even include the appearance of the most squad of Aufias and Moon Goddess entourages camping in the mountains, feasts with the Rigid Monkeys, and paintings of Iralgi, an old woman who is a therapist in a fishing village, and her daughter and granddaughter.

It was a painting of the place where the collector had stayed until now. The painting I lost in the shipwreck relied on my memory to redraw it.

"… one thing I'd like to ask you"

"Hmm?"

"Why are you painting a woman?

The collector felt slight hesitation, but answered honestly. It's not even something to hide.

"... simply because I like women and I'm not interested in drawing men"

In too clear a language, it seemed that just the little one didn't know what to look like either.

The collector continues.

"I'm a man myself, and I can't understand a woman in the root part, so maybe I want to understand and draw. And then... because you're weak, no."

"... shudder?

"I know that smarter women, better women, stronger women are rotten, and I know that they are tenacious. But still, I don't know if it's because I'm a man or a mistake, but every woman looks that way and wants to paint it asexually. It might be similar to wanting to draw flowers before they scatter. From a woman, no, from someone else, it might be a myth."

The collector was not shy, he ran out of words. I'm not drawing anything embarrassing.

"... I knew you'd throw it away?

He was a beauty who had been silent, but he shook his neck to the side.

"No. I thought that's what art is. … we started two bows and two hus to eat"

I hesitated to tell you why the collector would draw, because I imagined this. For a geisha, two bows and two hus are a means of life. By contrast, a collector's painting is only a hobby. There's no hindsight in drawing, but I still didn't want to be scolded by Mike cutting head-on in an easy-going capacity.

But contrary to the expectations of the collector, there is no sign of denial of the look on the face of the beauty child.

"But I was supposed to play it to live, but in my woes, my pride as a warrior belt artist sprouted, and two bows Erhu was proud.

Art is cruel. Whether you're doing it for comfort, or to eat, it doesn't mean anything unless it resonates with people's hearts. Whatever your position, if it resonates with someone's heart, it's a art, I think. "

……

"I was just curious to hear why my husband was painting. I apologize if I got you in trouble."

"... no, fine"

Empathy, should I call it?

There is a difference between the painting and the two bows Erhu, but the collector may be mistaken, but he was feeling such a connection to Mi.

Mike tries to practice spiritual magic again, but he sees the zodiac again.

"... just one"

"Hmm?"

"I think if the captor finds us, he'll give us some rope, so please be careful."

Apparently, it means they treat you like a forbidden book, or a porn picture.

The collector nodded in the complex mood of unconvincing and half of convincing.

The next morning, the seventy-sixth day of the Ethereal Moon.

The collector leaves the former merchant early. It was clear that there were those who rented this place, but the obstruction of the teahouse.

Midori and Xiao, who wore thin makeup together, also left the former merchant's house.

The two costumes remained the same, but the makeup was only minimal, and it was fresh to have a faint sense of work somewhere. Enjoying such a thing is also a flavor that calls for a geisha in a stay.

Let the sinister Xiao Bao go first, and after he was blind, Miao whispered in a small way, in the ear of the treasurer.

Exhale tickles the ears of the treasurer.

"... It's not what I was planning, but does my husband have time tonight? I'd like to ask you for a job, if that's possible."

The collector was also caught and returned in a whisper.

"... is there something?

"Three days later, Xiao Xiao was to perform her art at a comfort party in her residence. Of course, we won't go, so it will be our first solitude. The consolation meeting is not verbal, but the customers are not bad, so we consider it a good opportunity. So suddenly, he wants to ask for his last job."

That night.

The collector did his last job as an unpleasant guest.

The place was done by renting out a crude nightclub. It was a small nightclub without this name that was immediately convenient.

Even at the end of the day, he just played a very normal nasty guest who, as usual, grabbed his hand, rambled, and said it was weird but very normal.

Xiao Bao and Kuroyang both endured whether they were in the mood to refrain from independence at the consolation meeting. I can't say I lined up for Middles, but I looked like a collector as if I could behave quite as a geisha.

But it was only after this that the treasurer was asked.

I casually said to Xiao Xiao, who had anticipated the timing and had finished exercising.

"- I hear you're going to be independent at the consolation meeting in your residence. Congratulations."

Xiao Xiao and Kuroyang both looked surprised and saw the keeper.

A collector who was only a disgusting guest suddenly praised him, so he would look like that too.

"... thank you, sir"

A few seconds passed and Xiao Bao responded, as I recall, but the dubious voice color was not hidden out.

That concludes my job as an unpleasant guest.

The collector takes a sigh of relief and begins his return journey.

So I kind of asked. I felt like I wanted to see Big Star once before the ship to Sauran left.

"- When is Big Star coming home?... or are you screwed?

Immediately, he added evil thinking it was strange for a disgusting guest to worry about Big Star.

"What do you think? We haven't asked until the exact number of days."

Mi Jiao answered, remaining the usual geisha.

But Xiao Xiao was different.

He looked worried only for a moment, and as soon as the collector added evil, he drove him mad. But I also immediately pushed it to death.

You should just have to reply cold and bare as usual, but I was uncomfortable with Xiao Bao's attitude.

I don't know what that means.

While the collector was somewhat concerned, he left the store as it was.

There were no anomalies in Big Star or in the Middleborn that could only be read by the Zodiac.

The only thing suspicious is the attitude of the previous Xiao Xiao child.

That's all, but the collector was concerned.

It is trivial. But that triviality was the point of trouble.

The collector still doesn't know who the trouble is for, but we stopped in case the firepowder came down on us and hurried back to our heels.

I have had many painful eyes. The catastrophe the collectors have encountered so far did not make us ignore the slightest precursor here.

Snow White pulled back with his tail even as the retreating collector tried to approach the nightclub again.

The collector wonders what it is and immediately recalls the existence of Kuroyang.

Enter the shadow nearby and wrap that shadow with dark elf magic.

Seeing that, Snow White took a tail restraint. Kuroyang is Snow White, a companion of dog monkeys, but his power was acknowledged.

Snow and white also erase signs.

Unlike Black Yang, Snow White has lived on the wild frontier in a way. If the snow and white holding the foothold (the treasurer) and almost longitudinally traversing Salehad, Rattana, Malnova and the Mid continent kill the signs, it is difficult to detect just as well.

Not to mention this was the realm of people, and the signs of awkward collectors were confused enough. Instead, he was familiar with his surroundings to an extent that he did not know by mixing them with ordinary people.

The Middlers are still inside the nightclub. They did the same with the Middlers, just as the Zodiac and Big Star had a reflection kind of thing in the nightclub.

The collector and the snow and white attacked the nightclub owner without sound to occupy the kitchen, whispered to the intact shopkeeper about the right circumstances, attached their cooperation on condition that they would not be hostile to how much money and the children, and lurked on the spot.

The collector shrugged his ears.

Mi was embarrassing Xiao. He scolded Xiao's attitude towards Xiao Zi's last compliment.

"...... so look happy if you were complimented, no matter what disgusting guest you may be. What, that suspicious face?"

"... Yes. - But to him..."

The discontent that had accumulated in the accumulation erupted.

"If he's like that, he's a guest."

"... is that the guest? It's awesome because a warrior artist deals with such a bastard."

"It doesn't make any sense to be smart and mean anything to me without being able to. That also affects your behavior as a warrior belt geisha. Until that happens, customers will love you."

In harsh words, Xiao Xiao holds her tongue.

I know. I know, but my opponent is my child's enemy. Why did Xiao Xiao Xiao bite her lower lip and lean down on him?

I am proud of my Midori and the Warrior Belt Geisha. I knew what Xiao Bao was trying to say.

There is little to deal with a customer like the one played by the collector.

But when Xiao Zi finds herself in an environment where she cannot live as a warrior belt geisha, she doesn't even realize that she can live without being able to be a guest. That's the only way I'm going to be a whore.

To avoid doing so, he mistakenly made the collector think that Xiao Xiao was one of the most objectionable tea houses. If Xiao Xiao's worst customers can be dealt with, it shouldn't be a problem.

Xiao Xiao did not know why Mi was covering the enemy, the Zao Jian.

So unnecessarily, it was frustrating.

I don't want to be shielded by my master and parent, Mi, but I still wanted to say it.

"Gee."

But I almost never said I wanted to, and my throat was stuck in the gentle smile of a beauty child.

"When you are ten, have you been eight years? Like it was long, like it was short. You weren't a very good teacher. In the end, I couldn't cure your haters. That's the only thing left."

"... like that, a lifetime goodbye. Have you given up yet?

Miao smiles and says in a believing voice.

"- We believe in Big Star. Otherwise, you can't promise to marry."

Mi could not thank Tama-young enough.

When I asked him to live with Big Star, even as a concubine, he allowed me to be frantic as usual. On the contrary, he was happy to have a sister. Asking the world, his righteous wife says he treats his second and later wife like a limb, but Tama-young says he treats his beast race like a sister with no blood connected, and in fact, he did.

"So if Big Star picks you up, you're the only one left with the heart. I'm also going to talk to Big Star and watch until you're properly independent..."

"- I will stand alone. I'll prove it to you at the consolation meeting and show it to you. Besides, if you can't, me and Kuroyang..."

"- No, sir."

Miao fishes up the beast and sees Xiao Bao, but Xiao Bao says back.

"... then how do you collect a thousand hooves? Four more days, no. It's been three days. If that guy doesn't make it..."

"We'll make it. I promised."

Miko remembered from the time she met Big Star until now.

The first time I met her was when Midori was tangled up by martial arts artists in the city.

Then we started dating a few times, and it wasn't like there was anything dramatic going on, but I was attracted to Big Star. I also quickly learn that I have a wife named Tama-young, but I was still attracted to her.

Big Star had no fine dust, such as where his waist was soft and crude. But Suji was the only one who would never take it off. That warrior touched the harp line of a beautiful child who was proud of the warrior belt geisha.

But Big Star has Tama-young. This thought was meant to live in secret for the rest of my life.

But right into this year.

Turned out to be my father's debt, which was almost out of relationship. My father ran away somewhere. It was taken up by my daughter, Midori. Originally, he is a bastard who got into booze and beating.

Thousands of hooves.

I don't know how I can make such a debt, but the letter of the testimony poked by Lin Qing of Huzhou Tea House was due to my father's awkward hands.

If I don't return it by the due date, I belong to Huzhou Tea House and I'll have to be a geisha who secretly sells my body.

I ran to the gold measure from that day on, but Lin Qing and later will know, but the famous Uncle Wang turned his hand as a luxury merchant and no one lent me the gold. Though in the first place, no one lends money to every geisha without any coverage or backing.

I couldn't do anything about it anymore.

When I was about to give up so much, I heard the debt and Big Star showed up and started helping me with the gold measure without saying anything.

"Why me?"

"... Tama-young told me to help you, but, well, it's my fault"

Miao could only bow his head deeply.

And immediately go to Tama-young and let me stay with you because even a concubine would be fine. I asked him to repay me. No, giving back was only an excuse.

I just liked it.

It wasn't until then that I told Big Star how I felt.

Big Star was reluctant, but he nodded to me that he had already earned Yuying's approval.

"... ok. Always make sure to pay back the debt of the beauty child. Then you'll be with me."

Midori believed the words.

"- We'll make it. I promised."

There was a sense of loneliness spread in the hearts of the collectors who had been eavesdropping on the caged words of Midori's feelings.

Still, I was able to think dizzily because Miao was in huge debt and Big Star was trying to make money risking his life for it.

Three days later means that the due date is eighty days of the Ethereal Moon. It is the day after the consolation meeting.

If I didn't know, I would have finished the consolation meeting to see Xiao Bao's independence and left this country. Perhaps you never even knew everything, and no, you never even noticed.

But I found out.

Now that I know, there's no way I can leave you alone.

Big Star owes Azrona a favor.

No, it was for a short time, but he even called me a friend. I even felt strangely comfortable.

The conversation between Midori and Xiao continued, but the collector gently left the scene.

At the departure of the collectors, Kuroyang glanced behind the kitchen. I had noticed the collectors.

It's been quite a while since the collectors lurked.

And Snow White noticed, too.

but neither moved.

As for Kuroyang, he thought he would regret knowing the circumstances of Miao and did not inform Xiao.

Even snow white would have been nice to hear what the collector wanted to hear.

Leaving the nightclub, the figure of the collector through Rocky Street was in the Hunter Association branch of the expatriate residence.

"- Millions of ruts, put me down in full. In the currency of Longhua Country, please."

The depositor's account had a million and a little savings.

This is to apologize for the lapse committed by Agatha and the others who allowed Fanf to run wild, and the money transferred from Orphea.

The millions of ruts paid by Agatha and Joseph, who broke their pledges, did give them to Leyre in Bartis, but the millions of ruts transferred from Aufia remained whole. He was trying to give it to Raleigh. He refused, and it was left intact in his account.

"- There's no way you can do that."

I give the expression that Camilla is ridiculous, a female employee who is extremely incompatible with the collector who was sitting alone at the idle counter.

"What -"

"Okay? Millions of ruts. Speaking of which, a thousand pieces of scrupulous hoof gold. You can't give me that much money at once. I don't know how long it's gonna take to be in such a remote place for at least ten days. And not the exchange, but the hoof money? Aren't you out of your mind? I wonder if you don't even know that much common sense, even though you're a former displaced."

Camilla told him to make a fool of himself.

But there's no mistake in what you're saying. All this was never about harassment.

This is not Japan. No, even Japan suddenly visits banks and it's hard to cash large sums of money instantly. Cash in immediately, plus it was more insane in local currency.

To Camilla's theory, the collector could not carry on two sentences and had no choice but to leave the association behind.

The collector returns to Rocky Street, which was between doors.

As I walk, I haunt my head about something I can't handle, and I flash. Betting on the slightest hope, he proceeded into the lights of the disappearing nightclub.

Around noon the following day, the seventy-seventh day of the Ethereal Moon.

The collector was in an improvised accommodation in the Hunter Association in the foreign residence.

Being in the association is for the money measure, but it hasn't worked yet.

There was nothing I could do already, and I had to paint a day when the sun was shining.

Big Star, no, I'm worried about Midori, and I'm not even willing to dive into the ruins. But standing still didn't fall, and all I could do was paint, as usual.

Beside the treasurer, there was no snow and white, only Azlona, who seemed bored.

I had Snow White watching over Black Yang, just in case. It was because Xiao Xiao had hinted at means of coercion.

And the seventy-ninth day of the pale moon.

The consolation began in the expatriate residence without fruiting the golden measures of the treasurer and without Big Star returning.

On the other hand, a row of big stars around that time.

At last in a certain village, the butt slapping of Tama-young, whose token was smashed, burst, and the girl growed up. On the contrary, I only nostalgic for Tama-young.

At least that's what the Big Stars looked like.

He took the girl, crossed a steep mountain path, and crossed a swamp of warcraft spreading. It was almost a destination.

But there, an assassin strikes.

A line of big stars who are injured and exhausted by assassin raids that may have been the first time, yet instantly prepare for battle.

"- What?"

But Tama-young's mouth leaked a surprise.

On Yuying's back, a dagger was stabbed.

A girl who was completely nostalgic for Tama-young and sheltered behind her suddenly stuck a dagger in Tama-young from behind her back.

The dagger had a noble crest, and its blade was a treasure that easily pierced the strong flesh of those who mended Heavenly Fist. And this was also proof of the girl's identity.

Yes, it was.

But the assassin strikes relentlessly.

The girl was in a village inn, abetted by assassin hands who had been in close contact.

Actually, the Big Stars aren't willing to protect the girl, they're willing to turn her over to a hostile tribe. He said he didn't listen to the girl, or that he slapped her in the ass because of it.

The girl was too young.

Believe it, I stabbed Tama-young.

"Wow, concubines can't die. If the concubine doesn't go, your father, your mother and your clan will all be killed."

The girl whines as if to tell herself.

The little hand, away from the dagger stabbed by Yuying, was trembling in small pieces.