Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

It was time to go to bed, and the magic equipment for communication glowed. It is a telephone item with stones stuck to the rolls. Manor modeable sgrethings. There is also the Absence Record feature. If it rings or glows during an adventure, it's a death flag, right?

I allowed the call through magic.

This is Rosalind.

"Oh, I'm connected. Sorry I'm late, Rosalind. Dilk's in trouble, I need your help. Can you come now?"

My dear Dirk... I'm already engaged and can I have Dirk?

"I'll get dressed, give me 10 minutes. What's your location?"

"Not so fast? Pork pavilion."

"Okay."

Just hang up the call and I'll be quick. From Curtis's tone, he doesn't seem to be stuffed with cut wings, but he seems to be in trouble.

Looks like something happened to Dilk for once, so I'll see how it goes. In the morning, I went back, put down a note, put magic through the brooch, and activated the magic of the transfer.

His vision shook and in an instant he transferred to the back of the pig pig pavilion in Wangdu. This is where we often have lunch with Dirk. A restaurant that becomes a fixer by day and a tavern by night. My uncle and aunt, who do not discriminate against beasts, used to come here because of the shopkeeper.

Karalan, and the doorbell rang lightly. Curtis immediately noticed me running over.

"That was really fast, Rosalind! Dilk's over there!

Curtis pushing my back. There was an incredible sight ahead.

"The son of Candidate Ross Wyde?

Lothwyde candidate son tangled in dilk. No, it's unusual.

He grew up from that culpable case, and somehow started baking Dirk's care. I would deny telling the person in person, and I won't because it's a hassle.

"... are you here?"

Are you tired of breathing, Candidate Rosewide? Dirk is sobbing while drinking.

"Rozando, I want to be in Rozando..."

Lovely. Do you want to see me? Are you lonely and crying?

"He'll be there."

Don't point fingers at me. Dirk seems to have finally noticed me, look at me.

"Rozando?

Dirk tilted his neck. Lovely. Can I give you a hug? When I thought about it and went near it, Dilk held me as I sat down and thrilled my chest.

"Rozanno, I... missed you, I can't believe I can't even see you."

Let's do it! Nanicole Nanicole! The power is not hammering!!

Tears eyes + Lu Rhythm can't turn + sweetie = Dirk is too cute.

"Ah, Ababa"

"You're too upset, fool."

Candidate Ross Wyde. I was slapped by my son. Oh, I'm a little calm.

"Curtis, what do you mean?

"Rosalind went to the Elf Forest, didn't she? It usually takes two weeks, doesn't it?

"Why didn't you wait until you took the day off, that's already depressing..."

He was on a level that he couldn't even see.

"So, if Fizz invites you out for a drink..."

"... Here's what happened"

Fizz is the son of Candidate Ross Wyde. Fizzlia-Loswide is my full name.

And alcohol is ok in this country from the age of 16. Wolfaneer seems to have been around since he was 14.

In the meantime, there's one thing I want to say.

"I was scheduled for a day trip. Because I rode to the dragon, and there was a demonic stone of metastasis on my way home."

……

"It was a long, overnight stay"

"I mean, what we did was for nothing?

"No, thank you for your concern for my future husband"

Son of Candidate Ross Wyde, he's stuck on some kind of desk. I'm tired.

The same goes for Curtis. I'm sorry, I should have told Curtis or Dirk.

They say the dilk that doesn't usually get drunk never gets this far. She had a hard time crying Uedo.

Dilk keeps his face buried in my chest with a whisper... you know, he doesn't smell. Tickle.

"Rozando..."

"Hmm?"

"Me too. Please."

Oh, no! So already, you sweetheart! You're gonna adore me and kill me! Adorable. You're going to kill me! Your ears are also peppery and pully, and, no more, you lonely boy!

"Kaka is too cute. Glad you're alive."

I cuddle back and thrill my head as I get very tearful eyes of emotion. Cute. No. Drunk Dilk, what a lovely creature! Yes, Curtis! And the son of Candidate Ross Wyde!

"... good."

Curtis is swallowing a little bit of alcohol with a frightened look.

"Why don't you be a little more discreet?

Candidate Ross Wyde's son was embarrassed as he was embarrassed.

"Rozando, I want to be kept by Rozando. I want to be with you like a koo."

"May I take you home"

"Fool, calm down"

Candidate Ross Wyde will be taken as his son. Don't bash your maiden in the head any more.

"Fizz, no. If you bully Rozando, meh!

Dilk that swells your cheeks. Meh... Dirk is too cute for me. No, my adoration is going to play and fly (unintelligible)

"Time to go home to the Knight's Dorm"

Said Candidate Ross Wyde's son, confirming his pocketwatch magic trick.

"Yay! Rozando, you're with me today!

"Dirk, it's not a good idea if you don't go home tomorrow, though it's off duty, is it?

Dirk burst into tears and shook his head. My hand holding me is intact, so my chest is mainly ticklish.

"Huh, hiccup. Hey, there's Rozando."

Dilk like a wacko. What should I do? I don't feel like I can tell you to go home. Even if I take it home, I can't have my home in the middle of the night like this...

"You're a lot drunk."

The pig pig pavilion lady came to us.

"I'm not sure what's going on, but do you want to rest upstairs until I wake up drunk for now? Whatever you want, you can stay."

"Please"

"Fool! Be discreet! Young men and women alike…"

I send a frightened gaze to the son of Los Wides.

"I can't do this sexually with my body, and I won't."

"Without Rosalind's consent, it's impossible. She's a witch king."

I tried to slap Curtis and I was avoided. I can't move any more because Dilk is sticking around.

"Plus I don't feel like Dilk's leaving, even if I drive him to the Knight's Dorm"

"" … Indeed ""

So you're staying?

"Yes, how much is it?

Pay the lady general. They gave me the keys.

"It's the back of the second floor."

The general gave me a wink. Good luck with what? No, you're not supposed to listen to him.

Let's go home.

"Don't take your wings off."

Light Curtis and serious Los Wyde candidate son seem to feel surprisingly comfortable, and he went back to the Cavalier dorm as he talked about something.

"Dirk, I'm staying with you. Let's go to your room."

"Yeah."

Laughing all the time takes my hand away. Wow, I'm freaking out. I put my arms together in a hurry. I manage to reach your room with support.

Dirk stuck himself in the bed in a posse.

I tried not to think too much about it... but there are many shops upstairs in the tavern that combine accommodation. I wonder if it's usually a use for bad guys to have drunk young daughters in a sexual sense... no, no, I guess it's also a use for staying normally. But when you look at the double bed in front of you and the bathroom next door or something, it just seems that way. The general wants to ask me what I expected from a seven-year-old.

"Rozando?

My pretty husband is leaning his neck strangely because I'm not coming.

"For now, get dressed"

Remove adult male sized nightwear from the provided chest. Because of his drunkenness, Dilk looks like he can't get the button off well. Great abs in front of you when you help… it's useful.

The normal so-called sleeping rolls in this country are one-piece types for both men and women. Some people wear their pants down if for any reason, such as poor sleeping ministers.

Hanger the dilk's undressed clothes to avoid wrinkling. I saw my underwear chill earlier when Dilk took off his pants. It was black.

I thought I understood what it was like to be an adolescent boy who wanted to be defenseless and could not.

As I would pay for such trouble, I also hungered my own jacket when I put on my dilk clothes. Remove the waist pouch as well.

My outfit now is shorts on a black shirt. I'm wearing knee-high. Favorite with my mother's magic embroidery for proper temperature retention and defensive effect.

I just took it out of my luggage, and this clothing is wrinkle resistant, so I decided not to get dressed and go straight to sleep.

"Rozando, come"

Keep your hands wide open in bed. Hey, here you go! Now I felt like I could do Le Ohn Dive. No, but I won't.

When you hold it full of strength, it's a frightening dilk. It's no longer supposed to be a physical force, but I'm laughing at Funyahunya.

"eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh"

Hmm? Dilk dropped many kisses on my head.

"Rozando, Prince, you're so cool."

"Which one?

It is the second prince who plays well with me, but if it is a mastery or stupidity tournament, it is the first prince, and both are quite close to each other.

"Both."

"I'll beat my dilk, though."

"... really, you think?

Amber's eyes were shaking anxiously. Gently touch your hands on your cheeks and overlap your lips.

"Sure. You think I'll forgive the right man for his lips?

"Right, Rozando doesn't do that."

"Smells like alcohol"

"Damn?"

Oh, oh, sweetie. Dilk always smells good! Don't be scared and pull like such a small animal!

"Yeah, it smells good just a little different than usual."

Dirk licked my neck when he slammed me... Huh?

"Yum... Rozando always smells sweet. I've always wanted to do this."

It was in the form of an inverted vision and riding the dilk until earlier, which turns into an attitude pushed down by the bed. Plus, both hands are put together with one hand, and they're taking the mount, so they can't escape.

Barrel and Dilk lick me. Neck, clavicle, in ears. I am who I am. I only have a shirt. barely visible breasts, but barely. He messed with his body, and the bad parts were scattered. I tried to magically detoxify the alcohol and get it back to sanity if I had to, but I couldn't afford it. Dirk, you're surprisingly good at this. No, there's no such thing as a comparison, but it doesn't give you a gap to concentrate on magic at all.

This is no good, or completely out at the moment, and my hands stopped.

"Huh?

Big body covers and weighs in. I could hear regular sleep. No way falling asleep!!

In the meantime, I crawled out of under the dilk, retaliated, then took a shower and slept with me, too.

but you're not disappointed!!