Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

After that I apparently lost the thread of tension, and when I realized it, I slept in bed.

Something called a carpet, a chandelier, or conditioning. Obviously not at home. Well, it would be a room in the castle.

Get up and sit on the bed and check your body first.

I don't have ankle pain, and I don't have a knife wound I cut myself. My back doesn't hurt either when I missed my reception and struck it.

I'm sure the magician of the castle cured me. Is it a healer in this case?

Well, as a penetration point, I've been forced to change the negligee I wore to a sleeping roll that was even prettier. Whose choice is this?

Pick a fluffy hem with air in it and sigh what's up.

There's no reason to wander outside with this on a boulder. In other words, how do you get so far into girls' clothes that you are hesitant to show them to people?

After all, should I wait for someone to come along as adults?

I had no choice but to wait, but as a result, it was no longer necessary.

I don't know what to do. I hear a knock on the door with my finger joints when I roll into bed. Is it the maid who came to see how it went?

"Yes."

If I raise my voice just to let you know what's happening, the door opens up with momentum. You'll be surprised at the momentum.

It was you, Cecil, who opened the door in a hurry. This is a little unexpected, I didn't think Cecil would come all the way to see you (?).

Cecil, who messed up her lustrous silver hair, seems surprised that I'm getting up and closing my eyes.

"... you were awake"

"I just woke up, good morning"

It's already past lunch.

"Oh well, you've fallen asleep"

Or how long have I slept?

You guessed what I was trying to say, Cecil. Then he adds, "You've been unconscious for a whole two days." He looked more anxious than frightened.

... You're a hell of a sleeper, even though you didn't get hurt. Looks like the rebels were able to crack down on me while I was asleep. Otherwise, I wouldn't be left alone.

"What's happened since then?

"Listen, you're not a pleasant mon."

"It's good. Nothing. Because I have a crude imagination."

"... one of the masterminds, Alfred-Savan, is dead. Then Grandpa Shit (Georg) is under interrogation. When you're done, you'll be sentenced to beheading."

Well, that's the place, isn't it? Because the crime of national treason is ordinary capital punishment. I think it's better for my son to put his hands on me in a way than to get his neck dropped on public surveillance.

Instructor Georg is Cecil, because you're seriously ill and you're done with the degree of captivity, well, public execution won't be spared, will it?

... Would you let me hit you about once before I die, how dare you involve Ruby?

It's a pretty snakey story to wake up, and I cared about it, Cecil. You only reported it pale, but you seem a little sorry.

Cecil approaching with a peeping look.

"... Cecil, are you okay?

"I don't think so. Because I've been scattered and scorned, and I'm not as emotional as blood. Are you gonna be okay?"

"My body would be pimping, and there's no scratches left. What do you see?

"Stop it, you crazy bitch"

That's the best I've ever been to. It was a joke.

"Don't you dare. I don't have any scratches on my body. Well, it's going to be a little too much for men."

You can't help it because it's a reflex, can you, Cecil, darkening your expression to me all at once? There was a dark shadow on my face.

Close, Cecil. You try to get a distance, so I laugh and grab my wrist that it's okay. As it were, I let you sit next to me.

"Cecil, I don't think you're scared or anything, so it's okay."

"... it was us who created the cause of your injury. I don't want to think of it as my own, but I wasn't."

"Cecil, you're not bad. The bad news is the mentor and the Earl's son himself. As far as I'm concerned, Cecil, I'm glad you're still my friend."

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, my grandfather in the first place.

Personally, Cecil, I'm so glad you're mad at me. He says he's admitting it properly.

Laughing naturally at your loose cheeks as they are, Cecil, you scratch your cheeks a little badly and turn that way.

I understand in the five years that we've been dating, that this is his hiding place.

I think Cecil's been very soft compared to the first sickness. Hey there, Cecil. Enough to brag about how cute you'd be. Absolutely fist bones and lightning will be dropped though.

"Nevertheless, you should have put even one shot of magic in the Count's son anyway, right? That lolicon."

"... it's Jill,... no, it's nothing"

"You're a really troubled person, aren't you? How dare you take people's breasts..."

I'll just remind you. Being close is also out because the Count's son is physiologically impossible in the first place.

Disinfect thoroughly in the bath when you leave. Looks like he's wiping my body for the first time, but I'd like to clean it up as soon as possible, considering the licked neck muscles.

"I kicked it instead, so I hope it's making things irreversible"

"... don't worry about that, yeah"

... Why are you turning away? Besides, he's got pretty far eyes.

"Are you sure you're okay? You're a woman, and you'd be scared if you could make your body strong."

"Well, well... I cried, and hey"

"is,"

"Oh, but it's okay now. I'm just going to put a little bit of it up with an unfamiliar man."

There's no such thing as a familiar person, and Cecil laughs with her thumbs up at the nigiri bush.

Then he sighed and extended his palms to my head. I thought I could stroke you, and you made me squeak through it.

"You're not okay, you idiot. Tell Jill or me when it gets hard."

"Wow, Cecil, you dele."

"Is it this mouth that tears people up even though they're worried, ahem?

"Ishiyashi"

Gu and I are stretched out with both cheeks grabbed.

A dumb face with cheeks stretched out on shaggy hair. You must be looking sassy and funny from the edge.

Once you narrow your eyes to the dew of dissatisfaction with the girl, Cecil loosens the look you seemed grumpy and turns into a calm look. Take your hands off your cheeks and rub your hair again. This time, gently.

"Okay, you're feeling better"

With a prankster's eye, but only care and kindness can take a clear grin.

... Really, I mean, you've broken it, you've been sweet. If I show this to those girls there, they're going to fall out of the dust.

"Oh, yeah. Thank you for your help, Cecil."

"Well, that was both convenient for me. Yeah, I swear allegiance to the king, because if I don't show it to you, I'll be the one involved in the disposition."

Steinbelt is connected by a piece of neck skin. You must be very narrow-shouldered, Cecil, thanks to the softness of your body.

Well, Cecil, you don't seem to mind being converted. Unless you're dead or imprisoned, it is flat out. It was originally a stance that titles and stuff didn't matter.

"I also advise you to stop killing the clan royalists."

"That helps. Well, Alfredo of the Brotherhood is already dead."

"I don't like Jill getting involved."

"They're erasing it from the lineage diagram, and you're gonna be fine. Savan, you've been dumping me for eight years, serving you, haven't you?

Well, if it's officially insulated for once, it's okay...

Well, Jill is only a squire where he was blamed, so there's no way to change it. I'm sure Jill, my son, has pleaded guilty in the right direction.

... Jill, are you okay?

"What is Jill doing now?

"... because he's got a lot going on, you should ask him later"

"... so is that. Oh, yes, Mr. Cecil, would you call your father? I can't get out of this outfit."

When I was kidnapped, it was a simple design and it was an emergency, so I wandered around at night in my clothes, but I don't have a hobby of running in this overdecorated Negrije right now on boulders. They'll be pissed off if they find out.

It doesn't match my taste, does it, and picking a Negrije hem with plenty of frills, sighs. Short length, too.

Well, maybe it's meant to show men, so they don't need functionality. If this comes to an end, Ichikoro What a stirring complaint you're going to have, only the design. Keep in mind the perception that it's just not transparent.

"... hide your legs because it can't be"

To my whining, you understand the outfit now, Cecil. You say that in a bluff, put the sheets on your legs that were on your side. Around out of sight, Cecil, you're a gentleman, aren't you?

"Horn on the rabbit, I'll call Velph, I'll be there."

I left the room in a panic somewhere, even though I didn't rush you, Cecil, and I was kind of crazy and throaty and I laughed.