Maouyome

Go after him.

Go after him.

I kept chasing him everywhere.

I was about to reach it.

I should have been able to reach it.

I couldn't reach it.

Don't give up.

For a grump.

I even reached out.

That's where the thing I asked for was.

Fingertips touch. My heart shakes. My thoughts tremble.

Almost there.

It was going to arrive in a little while.

I could have grabbed it in a little while.

I woke up with my wish unreached.

"A dream..."

It feels comfortable with a limp stone.

I was lying on a marble bench when I noticed.

On Lean Shade's knee pillow.

I don't know what to say. I'm a woman, this girl.

"You woke up. How are you feeling?"

It's a beautiful girl's knee-pillow nap, so it's okay.

The soft thigh feel is extremely easy.

Knee pillows or something like that are absolutely impossible for me.

I can't move freely and I get bored and paralyzed.

Did you get frustrated with Maori when she started sleeping on her lap and poked her head in the face when she tried it out for the interest before?

Move your gaze around.

Apparently, it's under the shade of a tree in the courtyard.

On the side I even refrained from Mr. Selazam.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

From this situation, I lost.

And he must have fainted because of it.

Embarrassing. Super embarrassing!

You're all right, you lose, you don't faint!

Sure, it's been a long time since I've been face-to-face auditioning and it's been a little floating, but this isn't it.

I don't even know how I lost.

"... I barely remember the last one."

"I cut through your gap and stepped in, but I was left at the limit of my health and lost my mind."

Thanks for putting it together. Yeah.

Oh, my God. I didn't get hit.

Wake up slowly, sparing the feeling of the beautiful girl's thighs.

It's still a little rough, but there's no pain.

I'm sorry. I thought I could do a little more.

"... and how about that? I thought you were on your way to show me the castle."

"Lord Adolphus has returned to your service. I'll show you more than that."

Mr. Seruazam advanced modestly.

Did he win or run away?

I am also better an old gentleman than a pig gorilla, so this is thankful.

It's cluttered what you say, isn't it, that guy? Something.

"The palace is ready to stay during your stay. I'd like to show you there first. May I?"

Palace?

"It is prepared for those who would otherwise be queens, but His Majesty said that Lefia would definitely use you. It's a white palace, a palace."

I thought I heard it the wrong room.

Is the palace a palace?

I guess it's like a personal detachment.

All right. Let me show you around.

I need to change my mind. I'm going to get into a bump.

Seems like Mr. Seruazam will guide you, so on Rin's reassuring back, I'll follow you too.

Mr. Seruazam, after all, makes me feel nostalgic somewhere. The gentle atmosphere reminds me of someone.

I can't say anyone when they ask me who it is, but is this what the old gentleman's charm is?

Even if you leave the castle first, you will be guided further ahead.

It's a big castle like an idiot.

It was on the corner of a lot as big as an abalone, with a castle as big as that idiot.

Exactly the palace of White Asia. White Palace.

White.

White anyway.

stone walls, window frames, roofs and columns. It's all white.

It is in the Castle of the Demon King based on black, and only here shines unusually white. My eyes are dazzling and ticklish.

It's going to glow at night when it's so white.

Once inside, the white, shining marble statues of Macho greeted us in a sloppy line.

……

……

Naked.

You're an idiot, demon king.

I turned my heel back.

Let's calm down.

Let's calm down first.

Let's start with that.

Once inside the palace, there was a line of naked machos.

Thin ones, thick ones, I feel like there were all kinds of machos.

"Can you calm down? Ahhh!

I screamed. I'm sorry.

"Mr. Cell Azam!? Something's weird in there.

"They're all in first-class pieces with top moves."

You're not.

Well, I guess it's a first-class piece of art, but I guess that's not the point.

Sure, I don't even know about art, but there's no way I'd be happy to arrange a naked macho in the entrance hall and say, 'Beautiful, ho ho ho.

The two of you prompt me to return to the palace.

...... sorry.

I don't want to get near you. Can't you?

Entering the entrance hall again.

Wow.

I have trouble finding a place for my eyes in front of a flock of machos.

The building was also completely white.

White ceilings, white carpets, white walls.

Everything from conditioning to art is pathologically white.

I'm going crazy to be here the whole time.

The naked machos are dressed in various ways, claiming their own physical beauty and masculinity.

I glanced at you earlier, but there are many types.

What we have in common is emphasizing the local area naked, and yet another thing.

"My face is all with me"

Deep carved cut nose and sharp, pointed jaw.

The lingering eye of the boy's obscenity in the male smell.

Uh-huh. This, maybe.

"Maybe this. All demon kings?

"It hasn't even reached a thousandth of His Majesty's charm, if you're going to really appreciate the effort to bring it closer. Ten thousand steps, Your Majesty."

You're obviously not serious.

I'll take a serious look at the face of the Macchio statue.

"Doesn't he look like the Demon King? This."

"Pieces don't look alike either"

Immediate Lean Shade and Mr. Sel Azam who sees it and pushes it.

He's the Demon King if you ask him who he is, but he doesn't look alike if he looks alike. Is that so?

Why did you make it like this?

"Dear Lefia. I can't prepare people to take care of me. I must apologize deeply. I'm so sorry."

Mr. Cell Azam lowers his head deeply.

No, because you don't have to do that.

Because it's more a matter of having to stay here than not having enough people.

Is it a decision to use this place? I wish I could go somewhere else. Do I have the right of veto?

"Another if possible..."

"We'll bring you a meal when it's time"

Doesn't seem like it.

Instead of ignoring cancer, they don't even look at me.

It's nice to be with a beautiful girl, but it might be just fine to be alone in such a big place.

Anxiety isn't the only thing that comes from breadth, is it?

"If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know with this bell"

They gave me a little bell.

It was explained that if I was half-hearted that I could hear this, I would hear it properly because it was a magic tool.

I wonder what that means to sound right.

I'm getting a bad feeling about something.

"Now, please relax"

Two people going down without telling me whether or not to.

Hey, wait. No way.

I made a dry noise with the butter and the door broke.

You want me to stay here alone?

... Can I cry?