Risou no Himo Seikatsu

"Welcome, Son-in-law. First of all, I want to apologize for the disrespect that brought you to this world, our palace, without saying no. Please forgive me."

A powerful beauty with red hair and wheat skin laughs so glossy at this one.

"............ what?

The man smiled at by the beautiful woman - Yoshijiro Yamai "Yamamoto" - raised a loose voice between them, not knowing the situation at all.

What the hell is going on?

If the memory of Yoshijiro is certain, today should be Saturday, when he hasn't had a holiday attendance in six months.

To indulge in two holidays, rarely tasted since becoming a member of society, Yoshijiro deliberately woke up at the same time as the weekday, skipping his bike to a nearby convenience store for breakfast. That's it, I remember it well.

In fact, Yoshijiro's ass is still on the bicycle saddle, and Yoshijiro's hands hold the bicycle handle tightly.

The previous basket holds the "Deep-fried Bird Lunch Box" and a 500 mm tea pet bottle that was warmed in the convenience store.

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Sanjiro tried to touch the lunch box and tea in the basket with his right hand while crossing the bike to make sure he was sane.

The lunch box is warm and the tea is cold. This realistic feeling doesn't seem like a dream. Finally, the lunch is not cold and the tea is not warm. Doesn't seem like they lost their minds before they knew it and got carried away somewhere.

But if so, why should I be smiled at by such a powerful beauty in such a dimly stoned chamber in the Kanto region of Japan until just now, when I was supposed to be rowing my bike?

Yoshijiro stares unexpectedly at Majesty and the beautiful woman standing in front of him.

When I was a year, would it be like the middle of my twenties? In the mid-twenties, it creates an unusual amount of force and calm, so maybe a little more upstairs. Doesn't seem like he's younger than at least twenty-four years old Yoshijiro.

He wears a fancy red dress with an open chest in a V-shape, but that style is never beaten by that flashy dress.

The valley of the chest, which peeks from the V-shape, boasts the size it deserves to pass through the boobs and call them breasts, and the waist is thin to the contrary. I don't know because the hip-to-bottom line is covered in a long skirt, but for this minute I think I can expect enough.

Shoulder-width and somewhat shoulder-shaped, some men will say no depending on their preference, but at least it looks feminine and attractive enough for Yoshijiro.

In fact, if only I had the certainty that the status quo was a dream: "I've loved you since you were born!" And as much as I want to jump, I am a beautiful woman in the middle of the strike zone of Yoshijiro.

"Your Majesty, we don't have much time. I was wondering if it would be better if we started explaining it earlier than we succeeded in 'summoning'."

As Sanjiro was blinded by the red-haired beauty, a young man in leather armor, standing next to the beauty's right, said so to the beauty in an unchallenged voice.

In that statement, for the first time, Yoshijiro realized that there were other people in this stone making chamber than himself and the beautiful woman.

When Yoshijiro looks around in a hurry, he sees a total of four men with spears in leather armor, like the man who just made the statement, making sure to surround Yoshijiro riding his bike to consolidate his front, back, left, and right.

In addition, next to the beauty's left, an old man, wearing a purple robe, stands with a long cane poked at her.

The fact that there are so many human beings around and I haven't noticed its existence until now doesn't mean that Yoshijiro is, among other things, dull.

That's all there is to it, the presence of a red-haired beauty standing in the front. If you look closely, the armed men who consolidate their surroundings have a medium physique, and their faces are quite neat, but no matter how closely they line up with the beauty, they just look like 'The Queen and the Omake'.

"I know. Well, my son-in-law. Perhaps his son-in-law has no idea why he is in such a place now? Could you give me an explanation and an explanation for a series of situations?

"Huh? Ah, yes"

Yoshijiro shook his head vertically so that he could be pushed by the powerful grin of a beautiful woman rather than understanding the meaning of the word.

To Sanjiro's honest answer, the beautiful woman deepens her grin.

"Good. Okay, son-in-law. A long story would be nothing in such a dim place. I want to change places, so I want to follow and wear them."

When the beautiful woman says so, she flips her big, wavy red hair and walks out.

"I'll keep that ride here"

"Oh, yeah. Please."

Without knowing what was going on, Yoshijiro, half-conscious as he got off his bike, once he locked his bike stand and took it out of his trouser pocket, quickly followed the back of a beautiful woman looking back at him at the entrance.