It's not great when I seduce you so hard, it's when I try to give up and chase you.
Because a man is a hunting creature - if you say so, maybe, but you should never forgive him.
(In the first place, I can't figure out that Master Keith, Walt and Kyle are lightly claude-like! My fiancée refused. What's the difference?
"That's a bad way to attack," everyone said with their mouths shut to Eileen, who was too repentant. I don't know what that means, I can't solve it. I can't solve it anyway.
Back to the heart of Eileen, Almond was overjoyed. Over and over again, he confirmed to Eileen the attendance of the ball and flew away with great shame when the Demon King rejoiced. The demon is oh, I guess it's true that Claude wants to attend Eileen's ball.
Even Irene has a will.
Rachel guessed the intent and checked me out. My father, who will play escort until I enter the venue, also smiled and accepted me. Aside from the fact that it was roughly not a good time for this father to smile, Eileen reached the Imperial Castle without being jerked off of her will.
Augusto, who was on the wrong guard in the corridor, suddenly dropped his sword and was pissed off by his senior. Isaac and Zeems were spraying drinks at the bright venue Sumiko, but they deserved it. Walt and Kyle, who have just lined up behind Claude, look hopeless, but that was even proud. I'm just a little angry that you're laughing with your eyes full of Cedric's contempt and Lilia's eyes.
Still, there's something I can't give away.
(Come on, you just have to regret calling me, Master Claude!
On the marble floor Irene leaves her hand with her father Rudolph, looking up.
Speaking of Eileen Lauren Dorthrish, she is the perfect Duke's Lady who has been educated as much as possible and embodies it. Irene throws that status now. It's not a shame.
The conductor drops the stick and the graceful violin music also stops.
…… Why are you a duck?
At a quiet ball, Claude squeezed her eyebrows to the limit and asked.
"The dress ordered you to wear this, but you didn't specify your face, did you?"
In a dress with duck clothes on just the head area, Hum and Eileen wear breasts.
Tonight the Crown Prince sees the bride at an elegant ball. It's a one-shot exit thing. Rather, it is a miracle that we have been able to get this far.
No man wants to dance with such a courtier, let alone be his fiancée. Now all the more so if Claude is going to be the Crown Prince who meets the expectations of his surroundings. Being good at it in the duck, Claude awoke the ceiling once and sighed.
"... Chancellor Dorthrish, the contents of that duck are definitely yours, aren't they?
"Come on, I don't know your face at all, so the contents could be someone else"
Rudolph grinned slightly, and Claude, with her narrowed eyes, grabbed the duck's wrap. Eileen holds it down so she doesn't get undressed.
"Why resist? You want to be such a duck...!?"
"It's fashionable, this duck style"
"Is that why! Feels sharpened in many ways, take it off!
"I don't like it! I don't have a face to let Master Claude see me!
Tongued Claude releases his hand. At a moment of relief, my vision flipped. Claude held Irene's hips with one arm and lifted them to her shoulders.
"Hey... Master Claude! It's insane, no matter how much!
"I don't want a woman showing up at a ball with a duck head telling me. Make way for me."
You want to distract yourself from the duck, your surroundings make way for sagging. Claude walked out on the road with his big crotch. When this happens, there's nothing left to throw away.
"I don't like it, let go! - Walt, Kyle!
It was about time they cut the cross. I want to return it to the church.
"Zemes, Isaac... you got away! Bye, Elephas!?"
I haven't heard back. No one and he are fast on the run. I call my name because I know I'm not in regret.
"Augusto! Backpack, quartz, donnie, jasper!
"How many are there..."
"That's all I've got! I'm sorry you didn't have much!
"Much enough.... I just need to make sure, be quiet - Eileen"
They called me by name. For the first time since that night when they last told me they loved me.
As soon as I realize it, Perfectly Irene's movements stop.
(This is so sloppy)
When I noticed it was out of the terrace in a bright venue. Ugh, through the wooded trail, a small east house appears. It's an unseen place for lovers to meet. So Claude finally dropped me off my shoulder.
Irene, just cold in the head, asks as she distance herself from Claude.
"What, you want to be sure? - Ah."
First of all, this duck is in the way.
When it looked like it, they took off the duck's head and threw it away. And slide your finger down Eileen's cheek. Like making sure of something.
"... you're not crying?
"Why should I cry?"
"Right...... too bad. Can I hold you tight?
"What?"
I was held tight before I responded. Moments, blood rises to the head.
"Please don't be ridiculous, I'm really mad at you!?"
I pushed my chest all the way to poke him, but I couldn't even feel scared. The arms turned on my back, too, are not painful but can never be removed. If this happens, step through with your heels or aim for the steeple with your knees.
"... I know how powerful it is to hold you."
To the twinkle that came down from overhead, Eileen's cheek, this time turning red in a different way.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
"... Keith said. I told him to put his face close to you and call his name."
"What are you being blown into! Do that and find out what..."
He glanced at me in the face and held his breath. Claude smiles thickly as she makes fun of Eileen's nervousness - even though her eyes still remain black.
"Irene."
My hips crushed as they were to the sweet sound of remembering the standing name.