I did my best to throw pillows so about half my classmates were tired during the day and fell asleep. I'm not very sleepy because I was having fun...
I asked what Milfi was doing during the day.
"I'm good at healing magic, so I was treating you. You're right, Master Rubert was amazing."
"Brother?
"Yeah. I don't know if it's national, but there were quite a few soldiers who didn't like to be treated when they were cured if they licked even a few injuries. Master Rubert was scolding it and giving it away."
"I didn't like the fact that you were visceral, so I threatened to stab you with a polar injection if you didn't."
"... a child"
"I heard it later, and it looks like the majority of them were just scared of injections. Trouble. Don't convince the end to let him sleep with a cactus sleeping needle and force him to undergo treatment."
"Good luck"
"Thank you very much, Cactus."
"Oh well. I'll give you a compliment next time."
"Do that for him."
Milfi smiled softly. Mirfi's the only one these days.
"Milfi, by the way"
"Yes."
"Let's Talk Girls"
"Yes? Uh, what am I supposed to do with that?
"You talk about people you like and heterosexual preferences and say kahhhh! So what's Milfi's preference?
"Right... I like it if you're serious. I think it's nice to discipline yourself."
Fizz floated at the pinpoint. There is an age difference but it may look pretty good on you.
I don't care. Don't listen to Jilba. I wonder if you like Mirfi... they say Jilba and Mirfi are originally dairy brothers, and they're close. I grew up like brothers and sisters, so you think it's close and loud these days? It's been a lot better since Jash simmered me, and Milfi told me that I can now squeeze my share as an escort. Jash, you did a good job. At that rate, teach your father too.
I'm in Cristia. I sent a precaution to Jash.
"It's Rosalie's turn next, isn't it? What is your preference?
"Dilk."
"Huh!?
For some reason, the dilk peeled. You always say that. My preference = Dirk.
"No, not a unique noun..."
"Well, someone like Dirk. Sarah Sarah's brunette like Dilk, a neutral beauty, a beastifiable beast, skinny but well muscled, serious, honest, dependable and gentle older. Pretty spots are expensive too, aren't they? Cute, cool. Someone who eats my rice happily and can naturally always say thank you. And great hairy and comfortable to stroke! I don't think anyone has ever been more striking."
"You really like it. So, what about Master Dirk?
"Oh, I want to hear it too!
"Me too!
If I did something, Rabbisha and the other girls ate me up. I don't think there's anything interesting about it.
"In a nutshell, it was love at first sight"
"Huh?"
"Love at first sight Dear Dilk playing a mock match in the Knights"
Well, there's a lot going on, but that's what it looks like as a rosalind.
"So I grabbed my stomach disappointingly and stuck it up to my engagement"
"Wait! I do love Rosalind's rice, but Rosalind himself is my favorite!? Because I'm not stuck with rice! I really love Rosalind!
"Dilk..."
Loved it! Glad to hear it. Me hugging the dilk giggly. Oh, the girls... oh, that was public.
"So, then, from which was the engagement?
"My plan was to propose from me on my fourth birthday, after my first date. But in the end, the proposal came from Dilk."
Milfi seemed intrigued, too, and I've been encouraging him to continue.
"What's the word for the proposal?
"Rosalind-Rosenberg, I want you to be engaged to me. One day, be my wife..."
The girls make a cake of it. The proposal is a maiden's dream.
"It's lovely."
"Nice."
Milfi and Rabbisha are also lukewarm.
"So, what did you reply to?
"I'll take it normally, but... you know, I couldn't really get back to you because you licked me. This ring was given to me at that time."
"Ricca's Flower Ring..."
"Nice. No!
The girls are fussy. I'm rather not following. It was supplemented with a slight pull.
"It was a gift-giver's custom to have an engagement ring. You give a ring to an engaged woman. Dilk also wears a pair of rings. Wearing a ring on your left pharmacopoeia indicates that you are married or have a lover"
"So you always wore that ring."
"Convinced! That's why your husband was looking at that ring and laughing, kissing, squealing Dilk's name, and coordinating with clothes on the ring!
"Yes, no! Hey! Don't splurge!
"My husband, I usually prefer wine colors and adult clothes, but I thought it was weird because I only wear white and blue on a date to match the ring."
"Rabbisha! Give me a break!
Pretty desperate, please, but Rabbisha won't listen to me.
"Besides, I can say it doesn't go with my clothes. Because I wear it every day. I thought you didn't wear it when you went to the Knights, put it through the chain and wear it as a necklace... mystery solved."
"Ugh... Rabbisha's throat es..."
"Isn't that nice? It's a lovely maiden heart."
"Rosalind, you took so much care of me."
"Excuse me, I'm a little embarrassed or dying. Don't look."
I'm too shy. Dilk scattered me the most tight. I want to take a little trip. It hurts like talking to a ring or kissing. Too painful. What kind of death sentence would someone give you know about it? It's passing away! The cause of death is shame or death! The killer is Rabbisha!
Dirk has been grubbing me out of confusion. Why? Dirk seemed so happy to see how things were going.
"I always thought I just liked Rosalind. Rosalind always denied that, but I knew I wasn't sure. But now I realize that Rosalind really likes me. What should I do? I'm going to be too happy to be crazy."
I feel ashamed or dying, but Dilk also seems to have finally realized my too vulgar affection. I'm ashamed, but I don't know if I should be happy with Dirk... he finally got it right to Dirk, so I have to tell him.
"I like dilk."
Dilk is now round. Why? Isn't it terrible to me for trying?
"Dilk?"
"It's too destructive… wait until it calms down. Because the usual bruises are also incredibly destructive, but the power of the cuteness of the vegetables you want to see now and then is outrageous!
Apparently, the effect was outstanding. I'm glad. My face burns naturally.
"" It was a treat. ""
Milfi and Rabbisha hammered. Huh? Something's red on everyone's face. I sanctified what I was doing in public. Everyone seems to have been highly irritating. When I see Dirk fly, I'm still bored. He stroked me when I slept. Yeah, I'm happy.
"You're really close."
"As much as I envy you. Especially the aristocracy is difficult to marry in love.
Master Aldin sighed. Well, Master Alfiej is getting tired of it. I wonder if something happened...
I told Rabbisha to deceive the air.
"What kind of person does Rabbisha like?
"Is that me? People with money."
"Cheers!!
But Rabbisha seems to have said it extremely seriously, and she leaned her neck wonderfully when she saw us.
"My father is a good man, but he struggled with money, so I wish he had money."
It was pretty real. But somehow, it's a waste.
"Then I wish Rabbisha could make money"
"To?"
"If Rabbisha's intelligence-gathering, acting and talking skills, don't think she's suitable for diplomats or something. Of course you can continue my maid of honor. I'd rather Rabbisha make sure she earns a steady income than marry a rich man, and rather make her husband someone she likes enough to feed her. Somehow, it's more certain and better than being swept away by the money of the person you're married to, isn't it?
"Your husband..."
The girls, including Rabbisha, feel a urchin fall from their eyes. Did I say something weird? Milfi asked me with a serious face.
"Rosalie, what did you think I was up to?
"Milfi would be a secretary or accountant because he's brilliant and serious. I'm good at calculating."
"Wow, how about me?
"What about me?
The girls hear me mouth to mouth with a serious face. I answered the profession for classmate women with all the information I had known for a while. Why did we get into this from Girls Talk?
For the record, maybe... maybe I don't want to blame you for this story, but the girls I answered my profession were mostly about that profession, late marriages. Wow, it's not my fault, is it?!?