Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

It is anemic.

As a result, my expectations were met.

Nothing. On second thought, Hannu and I have interconnected the SEALs with switches, so as long as we send the command for the status request, we should have immediately figured it out from the return value of the vital.

We should have acted more calmly. That way, he rushed into the hospital at a fierce speed and said in the lobby, "Please help me! 'Cause I didn't have to be so ashamed to scream out loud or anything.

"To hear the story, it would be due to Photon Blood's overuse (igzost). Don't let this little girl push you."

The teacher who saw Hannu said so and injected me with a hematopoietic.

"If you let him sleep a little, he'll wake up sooner or later. You can't let them use the procedure anymore today. All right, take care."

"Oh, thank you..."

I bow my head to the teacher who walks away after the treatment, and I lower my back to the chair by the bed.

Sleeping on the bed in the corner of the common room, Hanu rested in peace, as his awful complexion had been a lie until just now. I'll gently clean your forehead with my hands, strapped to your forehead with sweat.

Only twice.

Today, she must have used the procedure only twice.

Yet the doctor diagnosed this anemia as caused by 'overuse of Photon Blood'.

After all, it's a little unbelievable.

At that time, Hannu should have been on the loose. Of course, be her, though.

Unlike the support technique I use, the attack technique adjusts the ability to cage. Regardless of whether you caged your surgery with all your strength on both occasions, it's absolutely weird that Photon Blood is depleted (igzost) with two (2) "Air Rippers" activated while you're at it.

Earlier, the teacher said, 'You can't let me use the ceremony anymore today,' but in retrospect, would Hannu have used the ceremony more than once a day? No, at least not as far as I know.

If so, does that mean Hanu's Photon Blood was less usable from the start? But then, I think Hannu would have said it right.

So the general purpose formula didn't fit Hannu's "SEAL" in the first place? Hmmm...... I wonder. Although I do think Hannu uses a technique that I've never seen or heard of, and that's pretty old history around dealing with the Spirit. But if Hannu's "SEAL" specializes only in its lineage, there is no chance that other procedures will not be available.

The "Tenryu Present and Dust Realm Recruitment" that killed the sea dragon in one blow - it's called the power, it's called the shape of a three-dimensional icon, it's [subtracted] and it's allergic. I can't imagine the destructive force when I let it go with all my might. In view of that, although it is incompatible with other procedures,

"... mmm..."

Huh, Picun, and Hanu's eyebrows, sleeping, moved and seemed slightly dizzy.

"... Hanu?

Put your face close to your ear and call in a whisper. Then Hanu's lid shivered as he sifted, slowly but openly.

…… What... the woes, for whatever... and...?

Hannu, who noticed me leaning over the pillow and seemed to still have a fluffy head, stares at me with her open golden-eyed silver eyes.

"Um... good morning, I guess? Are you okay? Can you wake up?

"Hmm..."

Like a groaning toddler, Hannu roared with her eyes and mouth moving all over her.

"... et al.... here's the thing..."

Hannu still says that in a sleepy voice. Is it falling asleep? For now, if you put your face a little closer as you were told,

"... mmm..."

All of a sudden, both arms jumped out of the blanket and stuck around my neck.

"- To?"

I stick my face next to my pillow in a way that Hannu can hold me. From the edge, it would also look like I'm snuggling around covered in Hannu.

"Buha-ha, Hanu!? How dare you!?

I couldn't shout at the boulder, so I whispered, but I screamed desperately. Then Hannu says something like this, spelling munchkins in my ear.

"... I can't... I can't..."

"... uh..."

Okay. I got it. You're completely asleep with this.

Speaking of which, I've heard that when I wake up, I instinctively seek skinship because my head hasn't completely moved yet or something. Well, in short, I mean, no matter how hard the guard is, 'sweetheart' makes a face -

If that's the case, well, I can't help it.

"- Yeah, well, I'll wake you up, okay? Hey, hey."

"Mmm..."

I'll turn my arm around Hannu's back and wake you up. Hanu is light, so this is nothing.

But there's no sign of Hannu moving out where I woke him up. With my chin on my shoulder, my weakness persists.

"Look, Hanu, wake up? The doctor said we shouldn't use the procedure anymore today, so should we go home now? I'll take you to your room."

"... mmm..."

It is a careless and raw reply. I had no choice, so I waited for Hannu's eyes to wake up as I gently slapped him on the back with a pom for a while.

Around thirty seconds later?

"... What does this mean, Rat?

And, unlike the previous one, Hannu said in a slightly clearer voice.

"Huh? What do you mean?

"... I'm asking why concubines and rats are in this position."

"Why... did you take it from Hannu to this position?

"... that can't be"

"What!?

I've been assured of something terrible. When I thought it was unreasonable, I realized Hannu's skin on my cheeks had fever. In my posture, I can only imagine because I can't see my face - maybe my eyes woke up and suddenly embarrassed me.

"Oh, uh... anyway, aren't you thirsty? I'll get you something to drink."

"... um, well..."

pointing it out straight is a foolishness, it could explode in reverse guile - I thought so. When I appropriately made up the story, I took my body off Hanu and left the damn place.

Just before she left the hospital room, she glanced at Hannu, this way, and she was wearing a blanket from her head into a round mass on the bed.

Yeah, before I said it, I really bought a drink - Hannu's grape juice and my iced coffee - and when I came back, Hannu was sitting on the bed completely recreating her clear face.

As if nothing had happened, I told Hannu that I had come to this hospital as if nothing had happened.

Of course, I won't forget to ask about Hanu's Photon Blood.

"- No, I've never seen anything like this before. If the concubine is willing to do so, the Tenryu, Heavenly Wheel Holy King, and Heavenly Great God can be present at the same time." Sometimes I don't feel good enough. "

"Uh-huh?

What could be Tenrinseiou or Tenshaw Tysin? I snort, thinking, etc. "I think maybe you mean Photon Blood - I'll ask around later.

"... does that mean, after all, that the normal surgical ceremony didn't fit Hanu's physique?

"Hmm... because this is the first time I've used a technique that doesn't require chanting. It was harder to add or subtract than I thought."

In conclusion, apparently Hannu is not sure what caused the anemia either. Me and Hannu tilt their necks together.

"Not because I wasn't working out the mood...? I did have the feeling they'd take my mind with them."

So far, I've come to the idea that Hannu's "SEAL" and ours may not have the same format in the first place. If the format is different, even the ritual of riding there changes on its own. The quality of "SEAL" itself is different from that of normal human beings and beings called gods of the living, I'm sure.

Hannu is hiding his identity and that would be difficult, although you might find out if you asked an expert to investigate the details. So,

"- In the meantime, I don't think I should use the" Air Ripper "anymore. I've been thinking a lot about how Hannu fights, and I'll try again tomorrow."

"Uhm."

Hanu also nodded honestly, and for now this matter came to an end.

Having thus decided on the policy from tomorrow, Hannu and I left the hospital as soon as we drank up the juice and coffee.

By the way, I paid for the medical treatment. Naturally, they used the rewards of the sea dragon.

I was in Lunatic Babel early this morning to avoid people, so when I went out of the hospital, the sun was still before I reached the top of the sky.

It is time for lunch.

Nevertheless, Hannu is told by his teacher to rest today. So I decided to take Hannu with me to the apartment in the Central District.

Although Hannu at the time seemed dissatisfied.

"Mmmm... I'm telling you it's okay now..."

I say it in a slightly stronger tone to Hannu, who has a big back.

"No, I can't, because I fell. We need to slow down today."

"I've already recovered. Concubines can fight."

I don't know what to do if it's too much throat. Hannu insists as if he had forgotten his physical condition until just now.

Usually I'm the one who gets pushed out of Hannu's like this, but I can never give in if it's about her health. I shook my head sideways as I looked forward and dismissed the opinion.

"Meh. Very rarely. No matter how much Hannu says he can fight, he's worried about me with him and he can't fight properly. So I'm already off today. I have to slow down in my room. Okay?"

Speaking in such a way as to protrude, there were signs of Hannu pointing his lips outright.

"Mmm... then even one concubine -"

"You're seriously gonna get mad if you do that, aren't you?

After I accidentally responded quickly, I realized, Shit. I mean, I stunned myself. It doesn't even seem like it, to myself for putting it in a cold way.

……

Hannu breathed in surprise and mumbled.

As soon as that happens, an awkward atmosphere strikes at once.

The conversation broke off and only my footsteps began to sound slightly louder.

I know exactly how dangerous it is to dive into the ruins on my own because I've been exploring solos all my life.

At least I'm going to know more than those explorers out there.

In fact, I was dying of losing both arms during this time.

That's why I don't want Hanu to do such a dangerous thing - I think that one heart has gone out in his voice.

But I knew... the way I put it now wasn't a good idea. I think I overstated it strongly. I have to apologize.

"............... Oh, you know, Hanu,"

"- I'm sorry, Lat..."

"Huh?"

The hands on my shoulders strengthened my grip.

Kotsuki, and the feeling of Hannu's forehead hitting the back of his head.

"... lying. My concubine was bad... so I hope you're not so angry..."

He was still going to cry, a weak voice. No, I might already have tears in my eyes. There was a mix of small, snotty noises in the words spoken.

I knew it was too much.

I panicked a lot.

"- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not angry, I'm not angry at all! Sorry, no, I was worried about Hannu, not that I hated Hannu or that I hated him."

"Hmmm......"

"Oh, it's dangerous, because it's dangerous to go to the ruins alone, so... oh, it's the Aya of the Word that said I'm angry, I'm not really angry, I'm worried, I'm definitely going to help,"

"... um..."

Hanu's gavel is already in complete tears.

It made me cry. [M]

"Oh, I'm sorry......! I'm sorry, because I said I'd be angry... I'm lying too, I won't be angry or anything, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Hanu...!

"Hey... why is Rat crying? That's crazy."

My voice started to get wet with tears, and Hannu on my back twitched. Little palms slapped me on both shoulders in a row.

"Because...! Because Hanu cries......!

"Wow, the concubine is not crying. It's not here..."

Shortly after I said that, it was nothing convincing because it was something to snort at.

Both are Gudagda already.

We don't even know how this happened.

An awkward silence descends between us.

"....................................... I'm so sorry, Hanu..."

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In the end, for some reason, Hannu and I went home comforting each other.

I think he looked so pitiful from the edge.

The people around us will never dream of being called by such a big name as "Beowulf" or "Princess Xiaolong".

How many names have you given us? We're just kids.

Real heroes are totally far away.

Could your ancestor, Master Seijeciel, have really exposed himself to pity like this -?

With that in mind, I looked up into the sky and shouted my nose.

After sending Hanu to her room - she promised me a proper rest of the day - I was one person, pointing my foot toward the 'Beautiful Leg Pavilion of Chamosica'.

I just said that to Hannu, and I can't go into Lunatic Babel by myself. That is a clear betrayal.

But that's not why I have nothing to do.

As a result, we have declared cluster establishment in front of a large number of Explorers.

[Number of people] are still needed to cluster BVJ (Bullish Violet Jokers), which was originally my combined name with Hannu.

'Combination' for two. More than that, 'party'. And I can name it "Cluster" for the first time as a double or triple.

I mean, as it is now, we are 'self-proclaimed clusters' wherever we go, and nothing but 'virtual combinations'.

Therefore, it is also a gathering of people.

Throughout the day, he pushes open the door of the 'Leg Pavilion of Chamosica', which combines a cafe and a bar at night, and steps in.

Time is running out for unaffiliated explorers to gather to create an impromptu party. That's why I thought the store was empty, but the table was surprisingly filled.

Well, if you think about it, it's already before noon. People are coming for meals.

I snuck softly to the counter to avoid making any noise and spoke to the waitress nearby.

"Oh, um..."

"Ah, yes! Welcome! What is it?

It was the billboard daughter here, Mr. Aquina, who looked back.

The way he imitates a cat with both hands and wields his affection is even called the 'Healing of the Heart' of the male explorers, who tend to slaughter, and the rumor is that the number of men who wielded him is gracefully over a hundred or so?

The bright red hair cut all over her shoulders shakes sarcastically and her really cat-like watery eyes give off a cocktail of gaze.

"Ahhh......!

Where I don't like contact with others, I am the one who doesn't fall into the aftermath. Not to mention talking to a beauty like this, so I couldn't be less nervous. If it's about ordering tea, I can really...

"Oh, me, kiddo, yesterday, me, the burrito who asked me to recruit"

"Oh, yes. Lady Ragdishardt from" BVJ "? Please wait."

Aquina, who sensed this intent without telling anyone, turned her head down with a flickering lightness and disappeared into the back of the store.

By the way, is that 'nya' that only works when it's a basic customer service term, after all, a character...? No, I think it suits you, so I don't mind. I wondered why Aquina wasn't the only reason she was a billboard daughter around the time my name really came up.

Well, what brings you here?

As a matter of fact, yesterday, as part of the crowd gathering, I asked this Leg Pavilion of Chamosica to serve a "Membership Announcement".

For example, ask the customer's "SEAL" to mix it with an in-store broadcast CM so that an AR message for members is displayed. You may also have an AR poster set to display from the physical IC installed on the wall in the store. Of course, there are other clusters that have made the same request, so it took the form of having them mixed with random displays.

If anyone wants to, it is in the form of asking the store person to say it and making contact here at a later date. I'm here today to see if there's anyone who wants to. Well, eighty-nine out of ten, I don't think there are any hopeful people.

In the meantime, sitting in one of the counter seats and waiting for Mr. Aquina, I noticed some strange gaze poured out of my surroundings.

I hear a number of voices whispering.

"Hey, over there." "Whoa, is that purple?" "No doubt, it's Beowulf." "Hmm, that's surprisingly small." "That's odd. He looks weak." "Is he really strong? Gatekeeper battle during this time, something tricky......" "No, it seems amazing to see" "I heard it too. I hear you eat meat raw and sip blood." "A friend said you only take moisture with alcohol." "That's what I heard. It's a great feminine affair. So, he said he was making harem around the beauty," "Well, wait, then what is Princess Xiaolong?" "What do you mean, he can go with Lori?" "No, actually, the theory is that my daughter..." "Not my sister!?" "What I heard was that even if it was so detailed, I would deactivate the SB with my bare hands, and I would do everything in my power to determine the components." "Well, that's exactly" monster. "" Didn't you guys call him "I'm a Hancer" or something? "" So you were too fucked up to get anybody close, right? That's why he said, "That's why I was here." "That's what we heard. Homo," NPK "Karelren and her lovers are like each other! Shit, I adore you!" "But that strength... isn't he actually the one who's been reincarnated from another world?" "What? What's that?" "You don't know, a storyline template that was popular a long time ago," "Oh, once you die and reincarnate into another world, you're an array that's awesome and strong at some point?" "Yes, Sole." "Question is, how does rebirth and being strong directly connect? I don't know. Do you seek reason from a princess who awakens with a prince's kiss?" "" Is it true that Beowulf is actually a girl dressed as a man? Gufu. "

No, you know.

Wait?

Wait, wait.

I'm sorry, I really need a minute.

What should I do? I don't know what that means.

Why is this happening?

Unexpected unexpected.

I can't stand a door in a person's mouth, or rumors without roots or leaves, not on that level.

There's a totally one-person walk of a story that doesn't even exist at all - no, it's rampant.

As I sat at the counter, I rounded my back and solidified into a bee, dripping cold sweat from a pore all over my body.

Talk about being strong or weak or something like that is still good. Oh, my God, he said eat raw meat and sip blood. On the contrary, Lori in Harlem. A faggot and a lover. No, you're already in clear contradiction at this point. And about the other rumors, I'm no longer even boiling the energy to penetrate.

Horrible.

Is it this way that all the top group explorers are spread the proper fluent language? That Mr. Villey or Mr. Karel didn't leak into the example either.

This is a good place to damage your reputation. At this rate, no one will ever sign up for our membership.

I'm uncomfortable, I'm scared to get tangled up by strange people, and I might as well get an immediate evacuation from Mr Aquina early on when he hears a zero hopes report. Or if I'm allowed to, I want to do that now.

Then dozens of secados - sensibly felt by many minitos - passed, and Mr. Aquina finally came back before me, waiting in horror, and lowered his head with a pepper.

"Thank you very much for waiting. Unfortunately, there is only one person who would like to join" BVJ. "

All right, I'm sorry. We should thank you right away and go home!

"Oh, yes! That's zero! I'm sorry, thank you. So I'm on this - what!?

I sat down and noticed him whispering in the middle of the conversation.

Mr. Aquina hasn't said a word about zero.

"... what, um... yes, one? Hello?"

"? Yes, there's one of you, isn't there?

In response to my strange reaction, Mr. Aquina tips his little neck curiously.

My head has often frozen on answers that I hadn't assumed. I was just thinking about getting away, so I had no idea what to do when I wasn't.

"Ah... uh, um..."

As I wandered around, Aquina smiled and smiled.

"The customer is just in the store. I'll show you around. Come here."

Turn your right palm towards the back of the store and guide me.

"Ah, yes..."

There was no way I could say no here, and I honestly followed that back.

Ahead, Mr. Aquina leads us, there is a staircase, which she explains as we ascend first.

"Guests wishing to join are welcome in a private room upstairs. I explained the procedure as prescribed, but I didn't ask him to wait here."

"Ha..."

Nodding, I think that's another rare gift. Keep your own recruiting. What, but should I praise and praise you a lot or doubt your sanity to wish to join 'BVJ' under the circumstances of yesterday?

I only pray earnestly that it is not a prank for harassment purposes.

"This way."

The second floor of "Chamosica's leg pavilion" has a private floor. A number of doors line each side of the long stretching corridor at regular intervals. Mr. Aquina stopped in front of one of them and looked back this way.

"It's this room. If you like, you can do the interview right here. Now if you'll excuse me."

Leaving her bowing politely, Mr. Aquina returned to the ground floor. I knock on the door modestly after I can't see my back leaving at that rhythmic pace.

- Go ahead.

A lower voice came back from inside. I think it's definitely a woman's voice, though it's caged in by the door.

My palpitations intensified at once.

I didn't know you were a woman. I don't know what to do, if this were to happen, I should have come with Hanu.

"And excuse me, I will......!

Before I knocked, there's no way I'm not going in.

I scratched my voice and turned the knob with my tense, sweaty hand.

Beyond the open door was a small private room filled with six people.

As a prefecture, this restaurant, which is both a café and a bar, has a private room dedicated to serving delicious food, drinks and a quiet space.

But since the Explorer began to gather a lot, it has also become a 'Chamber of Secrets' for meetings and interviews, he said.

After all, sitting across the table in the center of the room was a flattering young woman, as could have been expected from her voice.

No, you mean a woman - a girl?

"Nice to meet you."

The moment my eyes met with my cool amber eyes, a faint voice of discouragement slipped out of my little lips beneath it.

――――

I was often fascinated.

The first thing that caught my eye was Ashgray's hair, which was a little greener. It has an elegant shine and is abundantly rippled. The hair texture is fluffy, plentiful and long. Looks like it's stretching around your butt.

Is the back length about one minute smaller than mine? What you're wearing is a handsome two-piece, predominantly blue. It suits my hair very well. Also, the streamline drawn by the whole body that wraps it around - you know, when I say this, Hannu says, 'You still like rats with big breasts!' And it's going to piss me off - fleshy or glamorous, like that.

Though the amber eyes staring at this one are calm and look very grown-up if only there.

If you look closely, your face is young, probably the same as mine, or only one or two different levels of age.

All in all, if in a nutshell, a lucky, thin girl - that was the first impression I had.

"- It's an honor to meet you. Brave Beowulf."

Blurring, the girl, who accidentally sat at the table, stood up and turned to me and curtesy - a greeting to pinch and bow down the hem of her skirt.

I guess he's a good grower. Politely bowing her head and keeping that attitude clean, she enters the introduction.

"My name is Lortolinze Volkling. Please let me know."

"Ah, uh..."

This one, on the other hand, has some knowledge of etiquette, and all practical experience is ordinary people without it.

I didn't know how to respond, but for now, I closed the door behind my back, looking for words.

"I, uh... Ragdis, uh, not" BVJ, "Ragdis Hart, This time, K, you signed up to recruit cluster members, and, uh, uh, oh, thank you."

I followed and returned my introduction. What a lousy way to talk while I am. "The brave Beowulf gets spooked when he hears it.

And I noticed that Mr. Lortolinze remained solidified in the state where he finished Cartesy. Well, I had to recommend seating here at times like this.

"Oh, su, excuse me, please take it easy, sit down"

"Yes, thank you"

Mr. Loltrinze grinned - not that - but on the contrary, he put his posture back on without even letting his facial expressions pick up, and took his seat again.

- I don't know, this feels... puppeted or mechanical...?

Ignoring the small discomfort that arose in my chest for now, I walked over to the table and sat face to face with Mr. Loltrinze.

…………

…………

Shin, and quiet back. Hey, I don't know, this air. Very hard to do.

In the meantime, I will activate the "SEAL" note function and take a writing position.

"So, uh... your name was Loltrinze Volkling, wasn't it?"

"Rosé, please call me"

"Oh, yes."

The dim voice of discouragement emitted then was oddly sharp, and I accidentally replied reflexively.

I will revisit Mr. Lortolinze and put some questions to Mr. Rose. [M]

"So, are you sure you want to join us this time for BVJ membership?

"Yes."

"Oh really... uh, excuse me, how old are you...?

"Eighteen."

Just as I thought. Two years older than me.

"So, you're from Dochi"

"It is a city called Risarc, west of Pangernia. There's a Dragon Forest just around the corner.

"I see. So when did you come here"

"This morning."

Although the tone is not loud with suppressive eyes and voices, for some reason the conversation progresses quickly. Instead, he answers my questions in a flattering way, so I feel really stressed out.

And when I stopped my tongue to try,

…………

…………

Sound disappears as soon as possible and the room is filled with silence.

- Yeah, this air, it's hard to do after all...

"... well, naturally, we're going to be exploring... but of course, we're going to be safe, but in some cases, we're going to be around it."

"No problem"

Pizza, and a faceless disconnect, Mr. Rose. From the amber eyes looking straight back at this one, but I can't read what's the only emotion.

I mean, I don't know what you're thinking, and I'm a little scared.

While I try to keep what I think out of my face, I get back on my mind, and I cough up.

"- So, can you tell me the type of Mr. Rose as an explorer?

"Type, is it"

"Yes. I don't mind a similar type..."

Explorer styles are commonplace but tens of people. Each way you fight and move has its own personality, and not everyone takes a one-size-fits-all style.

For example, I am perceived from the surroundings as a so-called enhancer type. It is also obvious from the fact that the nickname was "Hancer." But I personally intend to be an enhancer as well as a swordsman - "fencer." It is also possible to use an attack technique even though it is few, so technically, it can draw a line from what the public calls an "enhancer". Yes, if I make up words on my own, did I just say "infencer"?

If this is Hannu, she can almost call herself the "wizard" type. Hanu's style of combat nowadays is a long-range attack system centered around the technique. Also known as the "Ether Striker" style.

In addition, Mr. Villey has a combined "fencer" and "elementor" type that excels in both swords and flame-based techniques. Mr. Karel can also be described as the "Lancer" type, or the "Commander" type, if only for his role in Box Kong.

There are many other types of "healers," "enchanters," "guardians," etc., but that's anyway.

The question is, what is Mr. Rosé's main focus? If what she specializes in was the type that doesn't fit me or Hannu, then I have to turn it down and put it in perspective.

From what I've seen, I think it's the same wizard as Hannu or around the Elementor.

Mr Rosé's answer was still concise.

I'm a handler.

――

I was often stiff on the predicted diagonal noun.

Mitsuhito, who sits before me, has now uttered a very awesome word with a face so scarce of change in the machine.

"... su, sorry, you know, [handler] -"

"Yes, it's that [handler]"

Mr. Rose says to preface my words and block them.

For a moment, I felt a strong flame of thought sway in Amber's eyes, which were emotionally insensitive as if they were the gem itself.

Mr. Rosé continues his words in a dim tone of discouragement, but with a quick mouth.

"It's exactly that [handler] who contends for one or two in 'The type I don't want to be one of them'. It's that [handler] that repairs some of the components recovered in the ruins to restore and serve the SB to its original state. It's that [handler] famous for mixing enemy allies and making them indistinguishable and disrupting combat when you use many SBs at the same time to restore them back to perfection. A lot of explorers hate adding to the party because of it, and the quote is," I think you should explore it solo, "but it's that [handler] who contends for one or two."

Mr. Rose arranges the handlers to flow without precipitation as to what type and for what reason they are estranged.

Needless to say, that's what I mean.

Also known as "Handler" is "SB Tamer." As its name suggests, Explorer features a combat style that lets you use SB to fight.

And if you do poorly, you are more repellent than "enhancers." The reason for this is, as I just got out of Mr. Rose's mouth.

So the absolute population of handlers is small - it's a pain in the ass with so many conditions necessary to use SB in the first place, etc. - so this is the first time I've actually met them, too.

I can't believe that, more importantly, the handler signed up for our membership.

No, come to think of it, this might have been inevitable in a way. Because given the rumors that are circulating to the public, you're not supposed to try to get as close to us as a decent person.

"But don't worry. My procedure is specially made. There's nothing confusing about enemy allies like other handlers."

I put on the reverse conjunct, and I'm confident - it's hard to understand because the discouragement of my voice is as thin as ever - Rosé assures me.

"Uh... and what does that mean"

"My Tamed SB has no other trait. So you can't mistake it for an SB that pops into the ruins."

"And it's called a trait"

"It will always help. Put me in the BVJ."

My question was completely ignored and suddenly stepped to the core.

What should I do?

If I had the right to decide on the merits of membership, I would have it at once. Hannu said so. I am the leader of the cluster. [M]

But if I decide to join Mr. Rosé on my own, will Hannu shut up and accept it? No, I don't even have to think about it. Maybe, almost certainly, Hannu gets angry. "I didn't expect you to decide without a word of consultation with your best friend, the concubine! 'Like.

So we need to put you on hold here once.

"Oh, you know, I'm sorry, it's a little here"

"Can't you do it?"

"Oh, no, it's not, just wait a minute"

"Please. I really want to be beside you, brave Beowulf."

"No, so, just calm down a little"

"It doesn't matter in any way"

All of a sudden, Mr. Rose's wrapped my hands around the table.

Soft and warm. A moist touch, unlike Hannu and Mr. Villey.

"Please."

Hands clasped together and squeezed tightly. Mr. Rosé climbs out onto the table and brings his face closer together.

Nearby, the gaze met directly from the front. The clear yellowbrown eyes seeped with emotions that had never mixed anything until earlier - a sense of impatience.

Desperate. A hell of a word popped out of Mr. Rose's lips when he first floated something that looked like an expression.

"I don't care what it is, mistress. I don't know, but I've been called in by men a few times. My body has confidence there. I'm a virgin. dye your colors."

Seriously, my head was stained white.

Seriously, I didn't understand what she was saying.

――

and tilted his neck and could only stare back at Mr. Rosé with an ambiguous expression.

In response to me, Mr. Rosé, who was serious, said this with a strong gaze through his eyes, rather with a whispering raging voice.

"Buy me, please"