Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

At the end of the open door, Loki stood still with her hands under her stomach.

A formal empire dress, a large bow at the waist, draws like a feather coat.

A gemstoned chalker that illuminates soft light at the neck.

White opera gloves on thin arms.

I guess it's because of the thin heels that he looks a little taller than his usual loki.

The servants behind her were laying their eyes down with a small smile on their faces. Only a sense of fullness, like after the best job, seemed to meet their pride.

The dress had a wide open back and Loki looked a little complicated, including that.

"It looks good on you"

Nature and... that's what authenticity spins words out of the back of my throat gently, like automatic playback. It was only after he spoke out that he understood what Ars had spoken. When it comes to moonlight, vocabulary is so limited that there is nothing this world can do about it. If so, moonlight words were probably still the best.

So much so that it cannot be withdrawn.

Loki slowly enters the room and raises her gaze.

"Thank you, Al"

To his sudden words of gratitude, Ars leans his little nipple. But I somehow guessed when I saw behind it the unchanging attitude of the servant. If I did, Lynne might have done a small job behind it.

"Is it good? I got such beautiful clothes..."

Knowing everything, Loki tells Ars (,,) to thank him. Regardless, this clothing was prepared in advance by Ars.

"Isn't it good that you look good?"

"Al will never be cool..."

"Thank you."

With a smile, Loki won't hang on and correct Ars' collar. He grabs his sleeve with his hand to stretch the wrinkles of his clothes. Loki just has to fix Ars' disfigured outfit so he can even do it to his sloppy brother.

Still, in the end, Ars opens one button on his neck.

"Do you care?

Loki knew right away what Ars was talking about. Because it's about me, and it's also a complex as a woman. I didn't even care about it back in the day, but being by Ars' side still made it an embarrassment too.

Ancient wound running from shoulder to back.

As a magician, I guess that's a proud wound. Still, all the women around him are beautiful girls who don't have a scratch on their bodies. But even if it can be cured, Loki can't answer instantly.

This wound is not a magician's medal or anything, but a testament to Loki's continued pursuit of his back. So maybe the scars are connected from past to present.

"Do you care," he asked, and all I could give back was a vague nod. It's nice to be able to dress like this as a woman, but that means being seen as a normal woman. Not as a magician......

"-Hi!?

Loki, who turned her back upside down, clutched Ars' clothes so that she could cling to her aggressiveness.

The cause of this is that Ars' fingertips picked up the scar.

"I think I'm attracted to Loki, including this."

"Hey, Al... ok, I get it. Uh-huh."

Tu ~ and Ars' fingertips glance over his back. Subtle force additions and subtractions, such as touching or not touching, were clearly prankster worked.

Loki feels her powers fall out of her whole body, and when her sweet exhale leaks, Loki turns her gaze of protest to Ars with tears that squeeze all her energy and float thinly.

You were unconsciously doing that, and Ars immediately said an apology in a joke mix that was "bad" when he reacted like he had returned to me hah.

Loki, who breathed heavily, flaunts but corrects his posture and shoots through Ars with a kicking and sharp gaze.

"Is it good, Al... this kind of thing... and time, and... pick a place!!

Loki, who finished whining bossly with a blushing face, curls up intact so as not to hear Ars respond.

Try to restore calm first and return to the usual conscious tone.

Is it a sigh, take one breath that you can't judge.

"I don't mind about the wound. Because I thought Al would say so. But others won't think so. I don't think I care either. Still, how Al can be seen is a different story..."

"Don't be shy."

".................. I guess so. That's why I just want to look good."

If the highest-ranking Ars has Loki beside him, a woman, he wants to be as good a woman as possible. I'm going to try.

Loki understands very well that it is a B feminine stretch of back. I didn't think anything of it when I was out in the outside world. This change in mood must have been inspired by Tesfir and Alice. So I'm also concerned about height, from other people's point of view, Loki is not strange to be seen by children.

Loki accepted her shallow self, choosing a pair of heeled shoes and working hard, if she could match at all... and put a little bit of back darkness in her smile that this was her own endeavor.

"I won't force you. Looks like the servants distracted you."

Already the servant has left after Loki has entered, showing a magnificent bowl of grace. Ars pointed to the hanger stand placed right next to the door just because there was nothing left to do.

It was a glaring thoroughness that there was a bolero hung to suit Loki's dress.

Then Ars, pulled out of the hanger, holds the collar with both hands and waits for his arm to pass behind Loki.

"Excuse me," Loki put her sleeves through the thin fabric bolero with such a weak voice. Silky skin shows no signs of catching and arms are passed through to slip.

It was just prepared by the servant, and her charm was never compromised where the feathers were woven from the top of the dress. Ninglo - it looked good on me.

To state her thoughts frankly, she has only her intentions in her expression somewhere, and shuts her mouth wondering if she dares to say anything. Because the two of them were already ready, and Castle Ballard was also approaching another well-known get-together.

"Time to go... looks like we're getting together a lot downstairs"

"Yes!"

When we all left the room, the hallway filled with air resembling the tranquility before the storm. Is it depressing or shoulders lowered Ars arms looked a little heavily shaken. Loki smiled small at him like that and thought about putting his arms together. The time it took to make a decision was about blinking. You don't have to make room, you don't have to feel anything. If you look at the outfit of the two of you, it would be nice to be floated by nature and heat.

In a tight state Loki tries to entangle his own arm in Ars's arm and force Ars to escort him to do so. I can't really count on him to take care of this hand, but now I feel comfortable with its messiness.

As Loki expected, Ars was flushed but embraced as he was.

but - such a slightly soothing mood abruptly ended.

"Good day, Ars."

Without having to look back at the abrupt call, Ars hammered without any concern, "You arrived early," he said.

It was Loki who looked back in a hurry, and she unwrapped the arms she was reflexively putting together and immediately lowered her head.

"It's been a while. Dear Cicernia,"

"Don't be afraid of me like that, Mr. Loki. I still like you."

Cicernia, dressed in a glossy dress, had an uncontrolled grin pointed at Loki. The dresses in seasonal shades have a wide open chest with fine skin and a graceful peek into the valley of the chest. I don't see any fantasy in front of her, and all I have is an artistic miracle called beauty.

Loki, fascinated by it, couldn't understand what Cicernia was talking about. "Huh? He was only leaking the word".

There is also Lynne behind her, but her cheeks are cramped like trouble for some reason.

Like it or nothing, the two practically face-to-face a few times. Nor is that pinched such as bickering, as Fuhrer Lusarca, Lithia. There wasn't supposed to be a conversational conversation.

"Me, too. He's my only child. So Mr. Loki feels like a sister..."

The Führer's mask had peeled off and Cicernia's face had created a friendly look. Loki thought quickly. Cicernia's eyes are creepingly calm to the point of being evilly pushed into Ars.

"Huh," he said, a gavel that seemed disrespectful, but that's all I can actually say for sure.

"Never mind, Mr. Loki. I've been running in weird directions lately because of more opportunities to slow down."

and Lynne jokes with her mouth as if she had suffered from a disease.

"You'd be terrible to say. Hola, take a good look. Little body like a doll in this silver hair."

Is it because he has no eyes, Cicernia caressed his head carefully holding Loki like the brake broke. Sweet exhalation leaks from Cicernia's mouth by touching her beautifully combed, salacious hair.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Loki. Because it was so beautiful..."

"Thank you. I don't mind that..."

Loki doesn't move at all even when praised as such. Because it is certain that Loki boasts of the beauty she has pulled out of the women she has seen. The Führer in front of me was too beautiful to say it was "beautiful". Around it doesn't even sound disgusting, I also feel that people who are really beautiful aren't the only ones who look.

I wonder who would be Ichikoro if she were as equipped with everything as she is. Even if that's Ars......

Such a vigilance of mind sprang up in Loki.

"Good for you. You look great in that dress."

"Thank you. Al prepared it for you."

Loki purposefully proudly emitted as she dyed her cheeks.

"Oh, I can't believe this Park Min-Jen had such a care"

"Hey, you're gonna be late if you don't head over to that. You don't even have to go out of your way to get attention when you get there."

Interrupting into a likely prolonged atmosphere, Ars paid for the firepowder that came towards him. Most of all this is inaccurate, there is plenty of room until the scheduled time, so Ars simply wanted to change the subject.

"So is that. Looks like we were almost there when we arrived."

Indeed, Cicernia had the possession fallen off as if she had been able to loosen up in her mind after one of Babel's cases had been cleaned up. In fact, even though her workload as a Führer remains unchanged, she can certainly see some room.

"I've come to think that if it starts, we won't have time to talk slowly, but I wonder if that means you're the same."

With a compelling grin, Cicernia asks Ars to look back over her shoulder. Apart from the rush like at the last meeting, Ars would have gathered information about Ars.

In a way, I took the form of silent affirmation because I was poked at a graphic star, but I couldn't help it.

"I'm just joining you as an understudy... but I'm sure the understudy isn't exactly the understudy of the word."

Yes, the substitution of Iliis will mean that he is coming as an association. Its purpose and role are not so different from those of other countries. In other words, we collect information. I chose Ars as an understudy, not just because he's a single magician. It lies in actually exploring the situation of singles and other countries with your eyes.

What is required, among other things, is whether a new single magician can be enough for a single. This is of great significance as the role of associations.

In that sense, there are not many faces to gather today that should serve the same purpose.

He is searched unilaterally through his belly, and Ars walks away looking badly punished. Loki continues after that, taking a breath and Cicernia follows.

"Hey, Ars. I want to see Ichii next time and walk. Can I have an escort, please?

"Is that by order?

"No, it's just a favor."

Sisernia smiled at her mouth when she saw Loki, whose behavior had clearly become suspicious.

"Of course, Mr. Loki will be with you. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'd like to go play... for once."

Cicernia overflowed with a potpourri and seemingly smiling smile.

Als sputtering sighs at Chirali and how he's doing...

"If that's about it, I'll give it to you."

"Yes! Please let me come with you."

Did Loki also touch the mechanics of the Führer again, taking the first step towards approaching him with familiarity? This exchange seems quite peaceful from the point of view of others, because such a walking conversation is exchanged between the head of one country and a single magician.

But there was nothing to try to break this temporary soothing air, and Lynne was also happy to see how the Lord's wishes would come true.

Despite the noisy searches downstairs, there is no single thing that can infringe on their friendship. There is no need for plans or prospects.

Right now, status and power were like not among these four. Because we're only here because we're friends who are the faces we found out about.