I had dinner in the village of Elf, and I was a gorgeous princess room in Wolfaneer a long time ago… abbreviated to go back to the pre room, sss.
Rabbit Glasses teacher's engagement party, sorority, pyjama party... and if you're training in magic control, you can stay as hard as you can, long time no see, Roomssss.
"Welcome home, Master Linka."
A maid Torte with a very cool tiger ear room relentlessly strips her clothes from herself. It's too shabby for Gdengden's self. It's a great arm. Pan-ichis in no time.
"Linka, come and see me......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
We solidified each other.
Myself.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
"............ Yiyan"
Ma... maybe it wasn't Master Judas... it was fast, sss. In case of sanity, I ran away, sss. I didn't even have time to speak up, sss.
"Oh... it was fun. I was looking forward to talking...
Plus, from Ma! You've come to see yourself......... the woman you came to see is a needy caregiver who sleeps in bed in a bread...
What do you say?
You can't!! It's OUTTOSS! It's like a three-out change! There are no romance shards!!
"Dear Linka,"
Mr. Torte, who was silently clothed himself... was excited.
Mr. Torte is on fire for not moving his facial expressions in an attempt to transform himself into a man of the sea who was not... in an effort to dive into that splendid chest with his ability...!
"Dear Linka! Your Highness has seen the soft skin of the maiden! Take responsibility for it! Leave it to this torte!!
"Hiuuuuuuuuuu!?
In the wind... it's windy, sss. Too fast to breathe, sss.
"His Royal Highness Prince Wang, Princess, it sucks to steal your soft skin and run away. Marry responsibly. Come on, Master Linka!
"No, I don't know what the price is for my poor minister body..."
"No! Lord Linka's little breasts are fantastic! The colors were also vivid," Don't remind me! I apologize to Linka, so you stay back!!
"Chip... I did"
Looks like you're back to your usual Mr. Torte, sss. Mr. Torte left with a beautiful uncle. Mr. Torte... you're gonna punch me in the tongue. And I thought you were a cool maid, and you were pretty passionate. I didn't know.
"Uh, the..."
Ma was galloping her head. Your face is turning bright red, sss. Mr. Purema... adore it.
"You don't have to worry about it, Sz. From Accident Sz."
"No... that's not how... I can't let you hit Judas because I owe him Judas' body..."
Ma'am, I'm serious. I'm not going to hit you in the first place, suss.
"Then I want you to go on a date with me, Sz."
"And?
"Being alone with myself and wanting you to flirt"
"Huh!?
"Uh, but... Dear Judas, I have work to do. Hey... Ma, can't you get inside yourself?
"I don't like it if anything happens to Linka...... then go get some animal or demon. 'Cause I'm gonna borrow that body a little bit."
"Yes, sss! You're going on a date, aren't you?
"... apologize."
Ma-san Tundre? Tundeless!? Hey, sweetie!
"Yay! It's my first date!! Let's get dressed!! Then I'll meet you here tomorrow morning at 10: 00. Shh!!
"............ oh"
I promised Ma that I would return to Mr. Torte's waiting go-room. Root digging leaf digging asked by Mr. Torte waiting. Mr. Torte is only left to take care of himself, and Ma seems to have known, too, sss.
And I had a heated conversation with Mr. Torte about tomorrow's outfit, sss. Mr. Torte seems to have an admiration for love, and he seems to have loved love banas, sss.
And when I preached Dr. Usa Glasses' novel, I was so hammered… it instantly multiplied the noble rotters of Wolfaneer, sss. If Rosalind puts you through this, he... No, I feel like I'm going to hang you, so shut the fuck up! Silence is gold. The eloquence is silver, sss!
Mr. Torte told me it depended on where I was going, and I decided to ask Rosalind about the recommended date spot. Activate a magic device like a telephone for communication.
"Rosalind, are you a sucker for not recommending a date spot or something?
"Dating spot?"
"Yes, sss! Ma-san's going on a date with some raw milk."
"Nanisole Details!
And Rosalind, who immediately transferred, let me in. It's a sorority, too. And the girls' party lasts until late in the night...
"Mr. Linka... please go back to our Rosalind..."
Mr. Dirk's sad correspondence led to his immediate dissolution, Sz. Next time I'll apologize to Mr. Dirk.
Mr. Squirrel, who the Green Spirit King has accepted to lend his body, has also brought him, and he is perfectly prepared! Looking forward to tomorrow.