Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

It was a time when I was having a relaxing day without much work.

Get up early in the morning as usual, practice until around 2: 00 p.m., then come out and freshen up, clean and tidy things up. I'm importing equipment, so Alane from the basement called me.

"Father!"

"Well, what is it?"

Somehow, I felt a lot better smiling. But I'm holding something in my hand. Is it a pot?

Spring was already spring or red flowers blooming.

"I have something to show you!"

"What's that in your hand?"

"Yes!"

Alane, who came to me, gave me a pot.

I don't know what the flowers are, but the red petals were pretty. Somehow, it smells a little good. Are you going to show me the flowers you like?

It's cute in its own way.

"Oh, that's a pretty flower. It smells good."

"Is that so?!"

I quite like the word pretty flowers. As expected, Alane doesn't go anywhere and likes flowers. Pretty flowers would love it even more.

"Where did you get it?"

I asked, and a surprising answer came out.

"I smoked it!"

"What?"

You smoked it yourself?

"You smoked this flower?"

"Yes, because Risha prepared the pots and the seeds."

"..."

I was doing this in the basement with Risha. By the way, you can bloom... Did you recover your strength because it's flowering season?

I don't have time to be frightened whether I like it or not, but I think it would be okay to have Risha.

"Huhu. I'm glad your father said she was pretty."

Alaune smiles as she puts down the pot.

Monster-specific warriors were pure and fresh smiles that could not be found anywhere. It's like this whole flower.

This... I don't know, but should I give you a compliment?

"Really."

It seemed right to keep smiling at my eyes and asking for praise.

"Did I do well?"

I came here to show you how conscientious I am and you should tell me you did well. That was what the patriarch was. It is also something that should inspire confidence.

"Father, the flowers are so beautiful."

"Yes, I am. Come here. Good job. Flowers are pretty. Damn good."

"Yes!"

As soon as I opened my arms, Alane hugged me and tried to dig into my arms. I keep rubbing my face on my chest, and the way I do it was completely flat with my women.

"Huhuhu, Father. I love your hug."

"Uh, yeah. Love it as much as you can."

I held Alaune in my arms and smothered her back. A pleasant scent has been emitted from the long red hair.

During my time with Alaune, I didn't see or do any monster-specific malice. Well, if that happens, you'll have to educate yourself.

"What did you do more than that? Do you remember how to use your abilities?"

"I don't know. I just thought I'd see the seeds somehow..."

"Some kind of instinct."

Savannah's herbivores know how to run as soon as they are born.

Because that's instinct, and so is Alane. You can do it naturally by looking at seeds or plants, even if you don't have anyone to teach you.

It's like we're moving our fingers.

"Father... it's so warm..."

"Don't suck your neck."

"Can't you? Everyone else always does."

Alaune, who spoke in such a sad tone, took his mouth off my neck. No, no matter how much, he's not cutting my throat.

I'm looking for internal bleeding.

"Uh-huh, you said you can't use that, right?"

"Uh-huh... Ha-ha..."

"Hey, hey. Don't even shake your back."

- Shake it.

It was in the form of Alane, who was currently sitting on the couch. I always do a lot of things with my wives in this position, but Alane tried to stimulate me by shaking my back as if mimicking it.

"Haaah... Haaahh...!"

I vomit hot breath, no matter how focused I am.

"You go down."

"Aah! No! I won't, so please don't let go! Your father did it wrong!"

"Son of a bitch."

He asks me to go down. Alane, who immediately stopped moving, hugs me strongly. It means I don't want to fall.

Am I that good?

"Hmm."

Alane is now the perfect adult.

A woman with a delightful beauty and an extremely rich and attractive body.

There must be some racial traits and some physical traits, so I keep looking beyond trying to seduce me into being a sexual object.

It's not like I'm going to tell you every morning, but this is a lot of trouble. What the hell am I supposed to do if I keep saying I'm going to help you? After one big rebuke at the fold, I don't make a very loud sound.

Originally, loud was enough for the first time.

I think I need to train in a different way, but I'm not used to it, so I don't know what to do.

"..."

"Hmm? Is Alane asleep?"

One day, Alaune closed her eyes with a hug. Seeing him exhale regularly, he seems to be asleep. Were you so tired? I'm not really a herd.

Well, I'll finish my training. I didn't have much work to do, so I took a break and stroked the back neck of my sleeping Alane to relax.

Trying not to erect.

- Bugs and bumps.

Winia came up from the basement because she was resting.

"Tsk, tsk. I love niggers. That's a good thing. I don't like it."

"Hmph, Winia, are you up?"

"What are you two doing?"

"Rest."

As Winia grumbles as she approaches, she tucks her hand between Alane's armpits, raises her hand and slowly sits on the couch next to the application.

I don't break if I fall asleep deeply.

After clearing Alaune, Winia grabbed the position as she climbed above me very naturally. He held me right away because he seemed to want to hold me.

"What, you wanted to hold her?"

"Yes."

It's not flirting.

"Oh, nigga. Did you see that pot?"

"Uh, I heard you smoked it yourself."

"That's right. I don't know what that means... I think it could be dangerous."

Winia said as if she were being vigilant. Of course you can. Alane belongs to a fairly dangerous monster.

Well, I'm not 100% trustworthy even if I'm responsible and willing to accept it.

It is because education levels are not yet very high.

Once I personally teach about morals and ethics, no one can be a Fusion Jew for less than a month in a courtyard that needs to be educated for a decade.

"Risha, what are you worried about? And we have something. Don't worry too much."

"Yes, I do."

"I'm a little worried, though."

"Yes, I was right."

In fact, there's nothing to worry about if we're at home combat.

It wasn't long before Risha came up.

"Alaune is sleeping. Did you train hard in the morning?"

"I worked hard. I've already washed up."

A smiling Risha walks up and grabs the pot on the table.

"... blossomed before her eyes. I put my hands on the pot and focused a little, and the petals spread out as they sprouted."

"What's so unusual about it?"

"The phenomenon is an extreme boost to growth, which is quite unusual."

I didn't know much about magic, so I tried.

I asked Risha about the phenomenon.

"I don't know about her, but I think it's most accurate that she can instinctively exercise her unique power over plants."

"... the Queen of Flowers."

Instinctively handles plants.

That is still the case now with incomplete data.

"Well, did you find anything else?"

"Hmph... something else. For once, besides personal research, I was constantly looking for knowledge of the world."

Winia told me that she had helped her.

"There is a message that you can make the elixir of the Immortal Life using the special fruits that Alane made."

"What? Fireworks?!"

As expected, Jinxi was not wrong..!

"It's probably linked to the power of life to stimulate plant growth. Of course, there are no examples. So don't be surprised."

"Ana."

I thought it was cheap for a while, but it looks like it's just a rumor.

"Nigga, there seems to be a common" Fruit. ""

"Fruit?"

As Winia adds:

Anyway, Alane was able to produce a special kind of fruit, and that kind of story was quite healthy. If that's true, maybe one day our Alane will be able to produce something like that.

"There is very little we can find out because there is no information. But try to keep it up. If you continue to show affection, you might get a gift like that, too."

"Uh-huh, I guess so."

Alouette was resting in a comfortably seated position.

"..."

I just looked like a normal person when I saw him sleep. Nothing unusual except a sharp eye and a distinctive pupil.

Alane, who was fighting with me at the time, was wearing some kind of floral accessory. I felt like I had some big flowers on my head, and I was wearing leafy long boots and long gloves.

Above all, he was 2 m tall, so he looked like a monster... but not our Alaune.

"But, do you intend to keep calling me Alane?"

"Hmm? Why?"

"Wouldn't it be so uncomfortable to keep calling? There will be some work out there, so it will be easy to call me by name."

"Oh, I see."

There's nothing good about calling me Alane outside. It was like calling a girl's name Kobolt or Dryer.

Name, name...

"It's not urgent, so let's just think about it. However, it would be good to give a good name."

"It's a name... I never really thought about it."

Now I feel like I don't feel anything when I come and call you differently, but after listening to Risha and thinking about it, I realized that I wasn't paying too much attention.

The girl's name is Alane.

I thought quietly and asked Winia in my arms.

"Winia. Nothing? It's like a good name."

"I don't know. I'm not sticking."

Winia responded immediately.

"Why. Help me."

"I'll do it when I'm a nigger."

"What, what!! Winia!!"

I'll only give you my name when you're pregnant!!!

This was the right word for the damage to my heart.

"Cook. I'm not even a nigger, so why am I naming him?"

"I'm excited to say that...!"

I'm already erecting like I'm blowing my pants off.

"I won't."

Winia, I need to do this for you.

I immediately stood up and embraced Winia.

"The nigger gets excited again."

"I'm sorry I got excited."

"Was it that good?"

"Extremely."

"Cook, why don't you listen?"

Winia, in my arms, flirted with me.

"How did you know?"

"Why wouldn't I know? Then go up."

Then I took Winia and climbed up the second floor.

As I climbed up, I thought briefly about the name I would give to Alaune.

First of all, I don't think it's going to be a bad name for opening flowers or roses, and I have to make sure that I stick to this one, but I don't really think about it.

Name-sucking is also part of child abuse.

I've never seen the name Fuckin 'Wheel in my life in the army. He had a good personality, so he almost got prejudiced because of his name.

Anyway, we shouldn't be fooling around with names.

It's kind of a curse.

Ala, Ala... Aladdin is so fucking cocky. More than anything, it's not worth using as a woman's name. But all of a sudden, Al Qaeda, why the fuck, Gimcott?

"Nigger, what do you think?"

"Thinking of Winia."

Reflectively speaking, Winia smiled as if she was good.

"Cook. Fucking funny, really."

"No, what's wrong?"

"Just a nigga. It's just funny."

Well, let's take it easy.

Winia is most important now.