The witch ladies want me to confess my love

There wasn't a speck of dust on the floor of the room, it looked like his teacher was constantly disturbing it.Fourier closed the door and threw himself on the bed. After his body relaxed, his eyelids became heavy.

It was already four hours later when he woke up. DuBarry stood at the door with her hands on her hips, looking at Fourier who was getting up reluctantly and said: "Hey, it's too slow... don't rub my head. I'm an adult, a lustful lolita pervert."

"You can wait until you grow one centimeter taller to say this, little dwarf."

Ever since Arian Herd rescued Du Barry during his travels and gave her some guidance, Du Barry has placed the same kind of emotion that a child has for his mother in front of Arian Hurd. However, Arian Hurd De obviously favored boys over girls, and invested more time and energy in Fourier, which made her feel jealous, and she would quarrel whenever she met Fourier.

Fourier naturally had no need to endure this anger. Du Barry was even said "Wow, idiot!" by him a few times and ran away in tears. In the end, he accurately found Du Barry who had run away from home in the night. , bring her back.

Although he and the other party often quarrel, they are also the people who understand each other best, just like a pair of brothers and sisters with no fundamental conflicts... At least he hopes their relationship is like this.

Two poor people who have lost their families can only get spiritual comfort by joining together to redefine their family.

In the same way, the same goes for Enaya, whose life was ruined by a cult. Among the people who were mentored more by Arian Hed, only the big Anais did not have a background of bitterness and hatred. She was purely based on her hatred of Arian Hed. Dewuyi abandoned his past and followed Arian Hurd wholeheartedly.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?" Fourier asked.

"I haven't had time to try on that dress, but I compared it in front of the mirror. The sizes should be about the same. How do you remember my size?"

"I asked Enaya and she said you haven't changed, so I will follow the past standards..."

Du Barry gave Fourier an elbow, and the petite chestnut-haired girl said in a rude tone: "How should I say, thank you, I like your gift very much. By the way, your aesthetic taste has improved a lot, yes Don’t you have a girlfriend? Show me the photos!”

The flames of gossip ignited in Du Barry's eyes. Women are always very serious and serious about this kind of thing. She took out the communicator directly from Fourier's pocket, grabbed his finger and pointed it on the screen. After unlocking it, she went straight to the photo album. , in the latest photo in the album, Sakura made a V sign, and Fourier stood behind her holding her shoulders.

"Fourier, you can do something to such a young child, and you still say you are not a lolicon!"

"Sakura is my junior at work. As a younger sister, she is much cuter than you. Really, it was my first experience with her that other people's younger sisters are so cute."

"Who is your sister? I don't have a good brother like you." Du Barry scrolled down to Kiana's picture, "This one is not bad, she looks good and she is not frivolous, but she looks a bit... …fool?"

"Your feeling is correct, but you and Kiana's transcripts are evenly split, so I don't think you have the right to say she is stupid." Fourier spread his hands, "And she is very rich and fair. "

"Then what are you waiting for? Just knock him out and take him directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Fourier smiled. Kiana did have the desire to knock him out and take him to the Civil Affairs Bureau, but he had mixed feelings about her. He yearned for Kiana's body physically, but he also restrained himself emotionally. idea.

"There is actually another one. This girl is quite beautiful," Du Barry said of Hei Zhen. "It's just that she's too cold. I think she's the controlling type. If you get married to her, you'll definitely have to kneel on the washboard every day." , and it’s made of cactus.”

Miss Alt is not cold, Fourier said in his heart, the frequency of power generation alone is enough to warm her up.

"Who is this?" Du Barry pointed at Benares and asked, "I always feel that there are more people with white hair in your photo album. Could it be that you have a preference in hair color?"

"My liking for white hair must have happened in the past few months. These are just coincidences. Benares is not a romantic partner. I just owe her a meal, a delicious meal cooked by myself, and a promise."

"Your relationship is really complicated. There is also a little girl with white hair... Hey, is this your sister too?"

Fourier took a look: "Ursula is not young, she is already 17 years old. The relationship between us, uh, you can temporarily understand it as the relationship between use and being used."

"Who knows this?" Du Barry rolled her eyes at Fourier, "Except the first one, which one do you want to marry?"

"Don't think about this for now, what about you?"

Du Barry suddenly stuttered: "I, I, I..."

"You're not a chicken."

"Stop, come here Fourier, I promise I won't beat you to death!"

Fourier had already jumped down the stairs. Behind him, the girl stepped hard, and a dull sound spread on the floor.As he said before, Du Barry is not a qualified sister. The feeling of family that Sakura brings to Fourier is stronger than that of Du Barry. If he had to find a position for Du Barry, it would be... Hello Have you been a large pet dog for several years?

Of course, pet dogs can be considered family members, but they are far from being real family members.

Fourier kept this disrespectful position in his heart, otherwise the chestnut-haired girl would really bite him.Among the three female knights, Du Barrie has the closest relationship with him. Enaya, who wields the bow, is further away, and Anais, who wields the halberd, may not even be considered an ordinary friend, but is just a familiar friend. .

In the end, except for the teacher, all the people he could spiritually consider as family were in the city, and he left them without saying goodbye. He must be angry at this moment.

The lunch mainly focused on Fourier's work this year. In addition to taking over Heizhen's commission in May, taking over Kiana's commission in June, and dealing with the incident brought about by Sakura in August, some things have happened before. The tool man is Busy, but this year's commissions were intensive. Not counting the period of recuperation, Fourier only rested for fifteen consecutive days at most.

That is to say, he is more tolerant to being fucked by the teacher, otherwise who can withstand the overtime work?

Finally, Fourier concluded: "It should be relatively free now. Miss Yuko gathered the staff and gave me a holiday. I estimate that my colleagues will be busy for about a month, which means that I can be available for the whole September." Stay here."

"We have nothing to talk about here. Big cities are really nice. There are new and exciting things happening every day." Du Barry complained casually.

The other two female knights also expressed their gratitude to Fourier. Enaya received a set of cosmetics, while Anais received a decorative pocket pistol.

This meal was cooked by the teacher himself, and all the raw materials used came from the farms within the barrier. After careful cooking, it was served to the table. This meal full of love was really... unpalatable.

The taste rolling on the tip of his tongue reminded Fourier of some past events. His teacher was born in an era when dark cuisine was rampant. At that time, cooking was not for the pursuit of delicious food, but to fill the stomach and conform to the medical science of the time. guide.

His taste has been spoiled by Kiana (the takeout), so he will naturally feel extremely uncomfortable eating these things now.

But a woman is marinating meat a day in advance, putting aside other work for several hours just to let you eat a hot meal. Fourier looked at the expectant eyes, and he was really embarrassed to evaluate it as "unpalatable". Say it.

As a result, a touching scene appeared: the wanderer who returned home gulped down his meal, with tears streaming down his cheeks. When asked if he wanted another bowl, the wanderer was speechless and just sobbed.

"It turns out I was wrong about you, Fourier." Du Barry took out a handkerchief and wiped her wet eyes, "You also have a conscience."

Chapter 6 Out of Control

Six years have passed since Fourier left here to find a job in a big city. During this period, he only maintained limited contact with the teacher. He was never called back by Arian Herd, so when the teacher called him When he entered the room, he had already made some mental preparations.

"Fourier, are you still a virgin?"

Who would have known that the teacher's first question was so explosive that he was completely overwhelmed. The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyebrows knitted together and said, "This is not a question that teachers should ask students."

"If the relationship between us was just a pure teacher-student relationship, I wouldn't ask." Arian Hurd said with a smile, "Fourier, your existence troubles me. I'm just thinking that I'm the only one who's troubled. One of them is too cunning, so I will definitely play tricks on you and make you troubled."

"I... should be considered a virgin, but maybe not." Fourier stammered, "How should I put it? The situation is rather strange. I have a friend..."

The calmness of the older man is mixed in Arian Heder's expression. The blonde beauty is sitting on a chair, her legs are crossed together, her hands are holding her knees, her lake-green eyes are calm and focused, and there is only room in her field of vision. Fourier also forced Fourier to only look at her.

"Okay, I admit that that friend is me. Sorry, teacher, I had a super-friendship with a woman. Then, that woman used the body of a doll, and the internal structure is similar to that of a single man."

Fourier lowered his head, his face flushed, like a student who didn't do his homework admitting his mistake in front of the class teacher.Arian Hed stood up, a gust of fragrant wind swept by, and he had fallen into a nostalgic and soft embrace.

"teacher?"

Before the young man's hands closed around the woman's waist, he felt his calf being kicked.He jumped back as if on reflex, leaned against the wall, and expressed "Why?" to the teacher with his expression.

"A hug is the reward for your honesty, and being kicked is the punishment for your irresponsibility. Don't you know Fourier, the Forbidden Book Index, the forbidden union between the Holy Province and the heretic, the worst case scenario, she may even be suppressed The evil dragon turned into a reason, and I will be under house arrest at the headquarters forever, and will never see you again."

"I didn't know that things would turn out like this. Ursula spoke so calmly when she left. I thought that within a year at most, we would be able to meet again and review our relationship."

"Do you still remember what I said about you when I left six years ago?" Arian Hurd shook his head, "You were naive and stupid at that time, and it seems to be the same now. You are so easy to deceive, especially beautiful girls. "

"Teacher, you are also a beautiful girl." Fourier whispered.

"Ok?"

Fourier closed his mouth. There were two extremes in his mind. The Dimensional Witch was a symbol of laxity, and Yuko's life trajectory was like Brownian motion, more fickle than feathers in the wind.

Arian Head is a symbol of autocracy. She has been in charge of the army in the past, and the habits she developed at that time have remained until now.When she was good as a teacher, she held the unlucky ones she caught using military-like standards.

Now, the iron fleet she trained, headed by the three knights Dubari, Enaya and Anais, has taken over the defense of the small town. In a sense, the iron fleet is Arian Herd's private army.

"I listened to some of the conversation you had with DuBarry just now. It sounds like you have a deep relationship with more than one girl."

The woman's eyes were half lowered. She put her hands on Fourier's shoulders and breathed across the young man's neck.Fourier shivered like a mouse caught by a cat, recalling the fear of being dominated by his teacher.

He is Kurosada, Kiana, and Ursula, so his relationship with Sakura is barely pure. Only the keyhole in his house is clean. If the teacher knows that he lives such a miserable life outside, then the three-legged At least one of them cannot be saved.

Unexpectedly, Arianne Heder didn't go into details. She just sat back on the chair with Fourier on her shoulder, stroking his cheeks and hair, and warm tears spread on his cheeks. .

The young man was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning in the teacher's arms in an awkward posture... No, in his heart, he no longer regarded the other person as a simple teacher, but as a first love that has not yet ended.

Arian Hurd, his favorite person, now he comes back here just to end this relationship... regardless of success or failure.

He could feel that Arian Hurd was also distraught about their relationship. She cared about the growth of her students like a teacher, and she made murderous dishes like a mother when the wanderer returned...well, this is what the average mother does. If she doesn't come, she sheds passionate tears like an eldest sister hugging her younger brother. She also has an exclusive desire for her partner like a lover, and unconsciously becomes jealous of the women Fourier is involved with.

However, it was still early and they didn't have to make just one choice among several relationships, so he closed his eyes, put his hands on the woman's thighs, and enjoyed the rare quiet time.

But this position was really uncomfortable. He knelt for a few minutes and then wanted to stand up. Arian Hurd gave him the chair and sat back on the bed. Her room was very simple, with nothing but a Minimi light machine gun on the wall. nothing.

Well, this can probably be called simplicity.

The corner of the wall is a weapons rack. Arian Herd's modern armor that combines red stone energy and the machine gun lance that surprised Fourier are placed there. Other than that, it is just a wardrobe, a bookcase, and a A table and a bed.

There is an upside-down bookshelf on the desk, and the sunlight makes the gilded text on the cover shine.

""The Use and Repair of Walking Tractors"?" Fourier read the name on the cover, his eyebrows twitching, "Teacher, are you reading this?"

"Well, I want to make a tractor powered by redstone energy. You see, I grow a lot of crops, and they mature much faster than similar crops. Harvesting is very troublesome."

A legend who lived in seclusion and concentrated on running a small world was something that Fourier could accept but found difficult to accept. He felt that the teacher was not obsolete and could still play a role in this era, but she gave up on her own.

Afterwards, Arian Hurd asked about Kurosada, Kiana and Kinomoto Sakura, showing an understanding look, and then kicked Fourier in the calf.

"Ah, it hurts." Fourier hugged his calf, raised his head and asked, "What is it for this time?!"

"You left without saying goodbye, right? Those two girls didn't do anything wrong, but you left without even saying hello, and there was no news at all. Fourier, this is a shame for those who like you. An unmitigated betrayal.”

Arianne Hurd shook his head: "Then, I admit I'm a little jealous. It's great, not an old woman pretending to be young, but a real teenage girl living with you."

"Teacher, I... prefer the bigger ones." Fourier said.

He was talking about age, but the older man thought he was talking about cup size. She has a toned body that little girls can't match, and she can still hold up a huge body even in loose house clothes.

"Let's get down to business."

Arianne Hurd's words made Fourier's expression become serious. Sure enough, the teacher called him back not to discuss these family affairs. As a result, the woman's next words made him almost fall off his chair.

"I seem to be short of manpower here recently, please come and help me."

Fourier had no reason to refuse. He was sent out of the room by the teacher in a daze. When leaving, he was still wondering if there was any deep meaning in the teacher's words for him to understand, but it turned out that he was overthinking. Secondly, One day, he would put on the clothes of a farmer uncle and do farm work.

While he was working, he was thinking about life. At the end of the day, his body became extremely tired, but his mind calmed down from impatience and gained some sense of peace.

After all the women took a bath, the artificially dug hot spring was contracted by Fourier alone. He pillowed by the pool, and the lower end of his hair was soaked in the hot spring. The hot spring water stimulated his skin. He looked up and saw the woods on both sides. The outstretched branches closed above the hot spring, and the black silhouette divided the night. The light and shadow of the stars and leaves intertwined, spreading an ink painting on the water.

He began to reflect on whether he had left in too much of a hurry. What he did was bound to cause panic to the two girls. However, he did not want to tell them about this place, which was closely related to his past. He wanted them to See an ideal Fourier: strong and gentle, not an ordinary man full of flaws.

After returning home, he would definitely kneel on the cactus washboard. In addition, there was something he could do and should do, which was to tell them his true past.

Fourier made up his mind when he soaked in the hot spring until his head was dizzy. He would confess his past to the two cohabitants. If words or text messages were difficult to express, he would use traditional letters to solve the problem.

But when the cool night wind blew away the dreamlike feeling brought by the hot spring, his courage faded along with the temperature on his forehead.

The floor was covered with crumpled letter paper, and not a single word was written on it. But in his last attempt tonight, after he wrote "To Dear Miss Alt and Kiana" at the beginning, the pen The tip of his nose trembled in the air, and he could no longer write a word.

"coward."

He muttered, turned off the light and lay down on the bed to sleep. He had a long-awaited dream. In the dream, he was carefree and fought with all his heart with a sword in his hand. The blood of the enemy and the screams of the enemy made his blood boil. When he came back, When the god came, blood soaked the ground under his feet, and the shadow of the nightingale shuttled through the pool of blood. The slave controlled by the sword turned around and saw the tragedy he had caused, and all the people he knew fell down.

"No!"

Fourier sat up abruptly, causing a figure opposite him to fall to the ground in shock. He looked carefully, and Du Barry looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Before he could say anything, the blushing girl said loudly "Idiot!" and ran away from the door. Not long after, Enaya curiously asked "Why did Dubari go back to change clothes?" Fourier understood what kind of trouble his voice caused to the other party.

He didn't say anything, but when he was sitting on the ridge having lunch, he handed the pudding he was assigned to Du Barry. Du Barry took it, sat there for a while and said, "I forgive you. "

Countless quarrels between Fourier and DuBarry were always settled over pudding, and this time it was no different.Perhaps the sweet feeling brought good mood, the girl's face became as bulging as a hamster, and she asked in a cheerful tone: "What bad dream did you have? Tell me to make me happy."

"In the dream I was married." Fourier lied habitually.

"Isn't it a joy to get married?"

The young man forced out an extremely sad expression: "You are the bride. Thinking that our family's excellent genes will be tainted by a fool like you, I shouted "no" in my dream."

Du Barry looked naive, but in fact she was not stupid. She could tell that Fourier was teasing her. She took out her long sword, kite and shield and was about to duel with him. In the past, she had only won once out of [-] times she faced Fourier. , can be called a point-giving boy, and is Fourier's favorite opponent.

The red crystal blade popped out of the weapon box. Fourier held the hilt of the sword. The nightmare scene in the morning suddenly appeared in his mind. Facing the long sword stabbing his chest, he flicked it away, flipped his wrist, and stabbed Dubar. between Li's eyes.

Du Barry only regarded it as a practical training and did not realize that the murderous intent released by Fourier had exceeded the limit of the competition.She lifted the shield out of habit, but did not hear the sound of the shield colliding with the crystal blade.

The girl put down her shield in confusion, and saw that Fourier had sheathed his sword. Weird red lines spread on his coat. The young man pulled the trigger, and the red crystal blade popped out of the weapon box. Du Barry was caught off guard and blocked with his sword. , but the hilt of the crystal blade was focused on his wrist, and he let go of his weapon in pain.

The red crystal blade spun back into Fourier's hand. He approached with a meteoric stride, sheathed the sword, and pulled the trigger. The recoil turned into a slashing force and acted on the shield set up by DuBarry, making a dull sound.

The young man repeatedly sheathed the sword and pulled the trigger, leaving deep red arcs of light in the air. Du Barry was frightened by his brutal and ferocious fighting style, and could only parry but not fight back.

kill her.

The nightingale's voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, guiding Fourier to wield the weapon with the consciousness of a murderer. In his eyes, Du Barry and her shield were being cracked by his slashes, and each blow caused cracks in the opponent's image. expansion.

He fired the last bullet, and the crystal blade accumulated enough energy. Du Barry hid behind the shield and seemed to be shouting something, but that was no longer important.

The crystal blade in Fourier's hand danced like a sword in the air, and then pointed diagonally at the ground. He was very sure that this would be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In Du Barry's eyes, except for the weird patterns on his coat, Fourier was instantly engulfed in darkness. He swung his sword lightly and turned into a scarlet air curtain that tore the air.

Her shield, however, became fragmented at this time due to absorbing too much damage, and collapsed at an inappropriate time.

Du Barry had just leaned on the shield, and now she staggered and fell to the ground. She raised her head blankly and saw the scarlet death coming. Before that, a knight's gun suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking it for her. took this blow.