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

Well, it's lunch. Mr. Dobell refused to appear to have a beloved wife lunch, but everyone else joined us for lunch. I always have a bigger picnic sheet in a sunny place near Knights headquarters and arrange lunches. I'm working hard today. But since Mr. Dobell thought he was in, is there a lot?

"... there are many dishes I've never seen before"

Duke of Los Wyde son who sees the dishes in wonder.

"Rosalind's rice is delicious."

"... aren't you the Duke's chef?

"I made it"

……

Silence speaks of a lack of trust in me, doesn't it? Huh. If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. I've had barbecue and soup for my son, Candidate Ross Wyde, and Mr. Adeil ate my handmade treats for you.

"If you don't want it, I'll give it around Curtis"

"Seriously? I eat. I eat!

"Huh?"

This is just Curtis appearance. Mr. Hugh is here, too.

"Rosalind, I want one too!

Curtis overlapped with an image of a wooden dog looking at me when I asked him to have dinner. I don't feel like I can beat a hungry wok.

"... eat real food"

"Yay!

Curtis takes off his shoes on the picnic sheet.

"I'll get it right. Do it."

"I'll have it!

Curtis was honest with you and ate the fried chicken from.

"Yeah meh!

"Curtis, sloppy! I'll have it too!

Dirk also started eating with a loss.

"Delicious... Long time no see warm rosalind rice..."

I don't know because I haven't been with you lately... I think I'll make a special bag, for Dirk's lunch. I knew it was delicious to be able to stand up. More importantly, Dirk seems happy. Have you worked hard to make it?

"Muggle, muggle, muggle, muggle."

"hahahahahahahahahaha"

The Holy Beast and the Dark One are also eating silently. Is it delicious? Really?

"Can I, too?

"Go ahead."

Mr. Hugh wants to eat, too, and I joined him. They bought it for his lunch. I served a ton of sandwiches.

"Adèle, if you don't want to, why don't you eat this? You like sandwiches, don't you? I'll eat it for you."

"I didn't say no!

"... what, this"

"... super awesome"

You look surprised, Mr. Hugh. It was croquettes I ate.

And once again, you're forgetting your character, Mr. Adèle. What I ate was a shiitake stew created with selected ingredients of the day.

"Mr. Adeil, that's a hundred million buffalo gestures."

"... what?

"... super fancy ingredients."

Candidate Ross Wyde son with a sinister face for some reason.

"Really? It looks like it was in your mouth. More importantly. I've been hunting yesterday."

"Must be pretty expensive, huh? Is it such a luxurious lunch box every time?

"Huh? I've been hunting, so it's free, right? If you say so, all it took was my effort."

……

……

Weird. Nanica is out of line. Buy it and hunt it...? Then I can snort expensive. When I tried to explain, it seemed that Candidate Ross Wyde's son also understood the difference in food.

"What world has a warrant for hunting S-rank monsters effortlessly and making them look like lunch boxes! Approximate insanity too!!

"I'm here! It is the result of too much uzza love to feed my future husband something at all delicious and my laboring heart for poor knights who will be put to paperwork that is not fun because of me!

"My mind is great, but I'm acting crazy!

"... it's Rosalind, and you can't help it?

"..................... right"

The son of Candidate Rosewide, who has convinced me of Curtis' word.

Wait, what do you mean, Curtis?

Don't be convinced there, Los Wides, son of a candidate.

He noticed me staring, and curtis said eat it because it's good to deceive! and indulged the stranger in the mouth of the son of Candidate Ross Wyde. That, 100 million buffalo roast beef. I did quite well with it.

"... delicious"

In the end, I also started eating the Los Wides candidate son. Eat classy but silent as it seemed to be in your mouth.

"... by the way, why is Miss Rosalind on Dilk's lap?

"" Ah. "

I was sitting natural with my usual scum.

"Huh? It's always like this at noon, huh?

"... right"

The son of Candidate Ross Wyde, who looked like he had reached the frontier of giving up.

"Mind your eyes for once?

Right! I was pointed out by Mr. Adeil, who completely forgot Onei, and moved next to me from the knee of Shizuku and Dilk. Hey! Dilk, don't look lonely! I feel like I have to go back to my knees!

"... Adèle, you have a different vibe."

"Ah."

Mr. Adeil solidifies after being pointed out by Dirk. I brutally gassed my head.

"... this is the vegetable"

"Yeah. Wouldn't that be better?

"Right. I usually feel that Adeil is a distance from other than Hugh and Curtis, but now Adeil looks natural"

Lothwyde candidate son who agrees with Dirk. Surprisingly sharp.

"... I guess so"

I don't deny it, Mr. Adeil. Perhaps he is also close to Dirk and the son of Candidate Rothwide.

"It's usually cool to do that, isn't it?"

"... Huh?

No, I felt light. Me, Mr. Adèle was quite a favorite in the game. Accidentally the real deal...! Awww! Dirk's sad!

"... Hmm, would you like to go out with me?

"I can't. I'm a dilk thing"

The spinal cord reflex gave me a response. Dilk is obviously horny.

"Fu, I guess. But I hope it's hot, but shouldn't you erase the marks on your neck and back? Even if it's a Hajimet memorial."

Mr. Adeil, who niggered. Hajimete?

… … Let's turn it off! I didn't, but let's turn it off without a trace!!

Mr. Adeil's remarks mean that you were looking forward to last night, in a sexual way! It's definitely called a neck kiss mark, I can't help but be misunderstood!

"Huh? I don't like it!

"That's because it would be misunderstood as having made it to the end! At least just my neck!

"... Last?

Kyotong dilk. But he realized what it meant, and quickly blushed.

"... and even though I didn't, I was nagging about a scratch on my back from my lover?

Delicacy, what's so good about it? Curtis dropped the bomb.

"It's like," Shame on you or die, so stop it! I don't want to be told because I'll do anything in the dungeon! If I told you, I wouldn't talk to Dilk for a while!

"... you're desperate"

The son of Candidate Ross Wyde, who looked surprised. I am a teardropper.

"... so why"

And the man Curtis, who can read the air but doesn't care, chases us.

"And the next time I ask, I'm never gonna snack again."

"Okay. I don't ask."

Curtis, who feels my seriousness and pulls clams.

"You're totally fed."

Twins in a twisted appearance. You can't deny it there. Curtis has a snack.

Well, I finished my dessert today, and I took Dilk's hand.

"Dirk, I need to talk to you. Sorry, I'll be back before the break is over."

"Oh."

"... so much more"

Count Ross Wyde son who replies while in doubt. Dear Holy Beast, you know exactly why. The other members don't know why.

"... a secret story?

Dirk asked as he tilted his neck.

"Yesterday I endured. I also endured the lovely Mohmof of the Holy Beast. I endured it today. Meet my moff greed! I'm going to have withdrawal symptoms!

"Wait! What's moff greed!? Rosalind gets withdrawal without Moffmoff!?

"Out! Humans had something called three great desires, appetite, sleep desire, and moff desire!! And Moff Greed is a desire I can't wait to love Moff Moff too much!

"No... you're lusty"

Mr. Adeil scratches in the way he is scratched. No, I'm more of a moff greed than lust.

"... ok"

Dirk acknowledges it as it exudes a sense of sadness.

"... hang in there?

Curtis, who knows what's going on...

"If you don't go back, I'll clean it up because I think Dilk lost his libido, so enjoy it?

It was good until I did, but the direction was strange.

"Because you can't lose!

Dilk is a teardrop. I smiled bitterly and grabbed Dilk's hand.

"I'll give you a break for once. Once."

"I don't have any peace of mind..."

But I won't let go of my hand, Dirk. Come to a remote position and hold the junction to the dilk.

"Dilk, beastified"

"Yeah."

Dilk who will soon be the figure of the beast. Ha... mohmov. Remove the button from the petite.

"Huh!? Wait!"

"Because it's just the upper body"

"Hey... hey! There's... nya!

Fu may be flirted with by my golden finger. I am familiar with Dirk's pleasant points. I'll let you say that then!

"Nyah... Phew..."

Totally melted dilk with my technique. Give yourself entirely to me, and I can't wait to have a sweet voice. And more importantly, this moff comfort!

"Ha... mohmov..."

"Nyah... it tickles me... Nyah... it feels good..."

I fall asleep in Dilk's tummy and stroke Moffmov as I indulge. Is that a jaw? Is that a good jaw?

"Fumiyu... Goro Goro"

My throat is gobbling. It's swinging, and it's time, okay?

"Mia!? That's..."

"I'll make you feel better"

I messed with Dilk's tail. I haven't messed with my tail much before, so where does it feel good?

"Ah... no... nya! Huh... ya..."

Something sexy leaning from a voice that's sweet...

"Rosalind... no more..."

"Hmm, a little more..."

after a sweet bite of his ear, Dilk cramped.

"Nah! Because it really doesn't work! Because you're gonna need to change!

Get dressed? Just think about it, I understand. Does that mean you're gonna feel better over there? I usually stop. It was me, but not today.

"... ok. Other than the tail."

"Well... then... yah... mmm..."

"Mohmov... Happiness..."

Me even moffing the dilk. Today's golden fingers work great.

"Nyah... fumiyu... miyu..."

I can no longer even put out human language, Dirk. Look, I'm back to sanity.

"... Too Much"

I definitely overdid it. Dilk comes... and it's a tranced look.

"Miu..."

The squeaky dilk of a cat who didn't touch it but snorted.

"Dilk?"

Yummy and shaky, and after a while Dilk came back too.

"... I told you you'd give me a break!

Dilk cried at me. No, I'm sorry about that. I suppressed you, Moff. Greed?

I managed to forgive Dirk and go back before the end of the rink break.

Lunch and picnic sheets had already been cleaned up.

"Clean up, thank you"

"... that's fine, but what happened to Dirk"

"... I saw heaven and hell..."

Dirk told him that with his sobbing eyes. With the eyes of the Holy Beast looking at unfortunate things... no, almost everyone but Dirk is turning a frightened gaze at me. Cold gaze annoys me!

"... there was an outburst of moff greed that was repressing"

"How strong are you, Moff? Greed!? What's with the outburst?

"... I forgot me in the moff of happiness and took it seriously"

"You're serious about the owner of technology, whose throat will be gobbled up even by me who lives long... and is stroked by the connection that the young beast man loves... it would be heaven and hell exactly. Dirk, why don't you lift Rosalind's morph ban?

"I don't like it... I can't allow Rosalind to do that other than me... I can stand it. I'll be patient."

"Um... that's exactly the level I gave Dirk this time. You haven't done it to anyone yet, have you?

"If I were, I'd cry!

"No, I didn't, and I only do it to Dilk, so don't cry"

"What, there's a level?

"... I hope you stuck around and watched the reaction... I usually stroke it or something..."

"Rosalind's the one who's sure to cry if Dirk gets impatient and breaks out, right? You might want to add or subtract it."

"... be discreet"

"If it dissipates in the middle of nowhere."

"Moff, greed, Rosalind. Seriously, that's funny! Si or Adeil is seriously gonna give you some advice or something!

"... I don't know, but it's not a good idea to be patient."

"That's why I told you so much"

Curtis, the son of Candidate Ross Wyde, Mr. Hugh, who gave Mr. Adeil and Mr. Adeil a hard time, and Lord Darkness and the Holy Beast each made comments.

In the meantime, conclusions.

"... Dirk is in trouble when you outburst your moff greed, so I decide to outburst it seriously"

We're out of time, and the lunch break is over. I've been working again this afternoon.

Duke Rosswide's son and Mr. Adeil were donning for Dirk's inability to walk straight. Dear Holy Beast, don't be frightened! I know. That's why I overdid it!!