Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

"So I changed it - I'm Cecily's mother. Welcome, Dear Curse Forbidder."

"You can talk about me in crohiko."

"Hehe, then, just like earlier... Mr. Krohiko, will you call me?

I'm in the Arklight dining room right now.

Mr. Cecily originally said he was going to introduce Mr. Socier to me as he had tea time.

But before that, Mr. Socier snuck into my room, and as a result, it was the first time he'd seen me from that stream.

Well, I suffered defeat from an unexpected sleeper, too.

Mr. Cecily pulled the chair over cottingly and whispered in a whisper.

"Your mother uses the back surfaces cleverly, or surprisingly, there's something you can't eat... so be careful, right?

"Do You Say It"

"-!? Oh, that's it!? Oh, the crohiko mess......"

He yelled at me with a whispering voice, and cummed my stomach with his elbow.

Ku, tickle......

"Hehe, you're close and cool"

Said Société with a smile.

The dining room is seated with a large long table for twelve.

There is a seat at each end of the table that looks like it is reserved, and Mr. Socier sits on that seat.

I'm sitting on that diagonal, next to me is a seat named Mr. Cecily.

To describe it as sandwiched by two beautiful women sounds nice (though it does actually).

Mr. Cecily has finished dressing and is now wearing red and white sleeveless.

It feels like a home garment version of exploratory clothing.

The skirt length is slightly shorter because of the heat......

Nonetheless, these clothes are poor beautiful without complaining.

The first time I saw it, it was as exciting as ever.

He is the one who will never let go of my heart.

The person to whom Cecily is tied has no difficulty being asked for an opinion on the outfit.

Well, there seems to be a case where the repertoire of beauty phrases runs out.

"By the way, two friendly people have important stories from me."

Mr. Socier cut it out.

"Talk? What is it, Mother?

As far as the reaction goes, Mr. Cecily doesn't seem to know either.

"What we're going to talk about is the rules we want Mr. Krohiko to follow as he stays in this mansion today."

If it's common, is there a room where you shouldn't go in?

What time and when is this banned, or is there any possibility of that?

His father, Mr. Badias, said he was away on business until the day after tomorrow.

Since a man who is not a family member is staying in this mansion where beautiful mothers and daughters live, we have to be particularly vigilant in following the rules and moderation of the house.

I have accumulated something for Mr Socier to protest in a separate matter, but it would be a courtesy to know the decision at this mansion first.

I reacted seriously.

"Yes, say anything"

"While you're in this mansion, I'll ask you both to spend some time as a couple"

Hmm?

Hmm?

A wrinkle that creates a question mark is engraved between my brows.

"Yeah, what...?

When asked back, Mr. Socier gently said away, with a smile that engulfed all things as the Mother Earth did.

"No questions asked."

That intimidating move to give out a black aura while keeping Nico Face......

Is it true that the technique used by Cecily at times was direct from Mr. Socier?

Grave pressure pours down on me.

"Hey, why do you need to do that..."

Keeping a smile on her face, the wife bends her neck lovingly.

"No questions asked, soo"

No, you can't.

This way out blocked.

I see my daughter sitting next to me asking for help.

"Yes, why not?

"Huh?"

Mr. Cecily lays her gaze down and mozzles her legs with a feeling inside again.

With a blush.

"I don't mind."

Hot gaze, Mr. Cecily, flying in.

"What about Crohiko... I don't like it?

"Ugh!?

My daughter didn't seem to know the couple's proposal beforehand.

The result was an exquisite parent-child tagging move.

At some point the exit route is blocked from both sides.

It's also possible that you won't be allowed to stay if you say no here......?

I feel that the nuances of Mr. Société's attitude and pieces of language already suggest that......

Seems like Cecily was very excited about her stay today.

I can deduce that if I observe how things have been so far.

If your stay breaks down here, it's obvious Mr. Cecily will be more depressed than watching the fire.

Mr. Socier, do you realise this is what's going to happen...?

No, you can't.

I don't think of a workaround.

There's no sign of a help boat coming out.

I noticed.

"Okay...... and only while you're staying, right?

Mr. Socier smiles with his hands in his mouth satisfactorily, scratching.

"Yeah, only while I'm staying"

"I'll tell you what... as husband, there's no guarantee I can behave the way Mr. Socier wants, is there? I've never been someone's husband."

"Yes, it would be nice if you could do your best to be Mr. Crohiko"

"Mmm," I roared in a complicated mood.

To be honest, it's not like I'm not happy at all.

You get to feel like a couple with that Cecily Arklite, though.

Besides, they care about Nori.

The catch is that I feel danced over Mr. Socier's palm......

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, the hint of citrus became stronger.

The pluck you feel is someone else's.

"Um."

Half my butt, Mr. Cecily was screwing into my chair territory.

"Suddenly, duh, what's wrong?

"Hmm? Heh heh."

I'm in a good mood, Mr. Cecily, but I can't help it.

"SE, Mr. Cecily!?

"Not" Mr. Cecily "..." Cecily, "right? Hehe, because Crohiko has been my husband for a while... right?

Just now, it was norinoli.

I remember turning down the name call because there was still resistance a long time ago - but I can't believe it's a flare up in this way.

For once, try to resist.

"There's also a tendency for husbands to make their wives"... "Oh, isn't there?

Until the tide of the other world, I don't know.

"Meh."

Ah.

This ascendancy.

The one I can't resist.

... or is there only a way to perceive it?

"Wow, I get it. I'll try to be a good husband today and tomorrow... SE, Cecily"

"Yes."

Isn't it too close, though?

"Now, what shall I call it? You, sir?

"Huh? Duh, whichever you want"

"Hehe, then -"

Mr. Cecily staring at me doggily in the ass.

Something seemed so happy.

"Give me as my wife for two days... Best wishes, eh?

As words were uttered one letter at a time, one finger of Mr. Cecily swayed perfectly and flirtatiously.

"A, na, ta?

If I'm going to confess honestly...... the way I call it now, my brain was going to troll me.

Spit as you pull your torso back to retreat.

Duh, what happens... this night...