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

The Dungeon Master seems to have lost his temper and dropped his moff, and he's still picking on his stomach without having to speak human language. Looks like we've definitely done too much.

"Rosalind..."

"Go ahead."

Damn cute... no, I need to scold him properly or something. Mr. Dirk is grinding. Sweet to me, Mr. Dirk, I love you. When I said I would give you a moff later, the dilk turned bright red. Pretty is definitely Master Dilk.

I heard later that he was wary in the dungeon, but he put up with it if he was fumbled, and he had no choice but to allow it because he was afraid of a moff lust outburst. I knew I'd be jealous, so don't fumble too much except myself, and Kossoli told me to cum.

Dilk is really too great a companion. I'm gonna fall back in love ~.

"That's a terrible power. I didn't expect to bone the Silver Wolves this far."

"... Rosalind's technique is awesome..."

Mr. Geraldine pulled the dong, and Dirk looks snug. No, the... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I forgot to add or subtract occasionally.

"Sure... I've only been a little bit, but it felt so good"

Hmm? Wait!

"Mr. Geraldine, what is it now?

"Hmm? That's a terrible power."

"No, after that!

"Boneless." Before that!!

"?? That would be a silver werewolf. I smell it. unusually thin, but definitely"

"Fuck... kill..."

Apparently, the Dungeon Master is back in consciousness.

"I got you a real one, sss."

"Shut up, idiot"

"Ouch!"

I no longer scratched it with spinal reflexes. The Dungeon Master is still losing his hips due to a Moff attack. He is a newborn puppy. Something's getting pathetic.

What am I gonna do with this?

"... humiliating... besides the Lord, he shows his belly besides his beloved wife, etc..."

"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry."

"My attitude is too light! I can't believe this woman stung me..."

"Something about the expression hiwa." SHARAP!!

Rinhua shut him up (physically), but what should I do? That's right. I don't want to abuse such a footless puppy either.

"Is that it?"

The key shined, and yu... Mr. Spirit appeared. Pessipeze the waist pouch.

"Rosalind, the ghost says he's got his face on."

"I'm not a ghost. I'm Mr. Spirit."

"... Huh?

"I'm not a ghost. I'm Mr. Spirit."

"Huh? Uh... Spirit says he's got his face out, sss."

Rinhua obviously made a face that this guy is a pain in the ass, but he doesn't care!!

But the face on the waist porch? There's only one. I removed Mr. Nobuo from the waist pouch. This is a legacy your sister left behind, something that was in Castle Cristia. Things My sister suddenly got to the surface from a certain time, but maybe that was after she became a brave man.

Things Sister was easier to understand the look on her face when she had the ability to. I remember seeing a lot of distance somewhere since I got to the surface.

When the expressionless Spirit put it on, the contour looked clear.

And the beam came out of Mr. Ozumi. The beam came out of my eyes. Mr. Kobe Beam struck directly at the Dungeon Master.

Yes?

Uh, yup... I gave Mr. Spirit a noodle noodle. Yeah, that's good.

When the Spirit wore Mr. Ozumi, it became clear that he was blurry and clear of something. Yeah, there's no problem here either.

The beam came out of Mr. Kobe, and the Dungeon Master blew it.

"Why oh!? Why did the beam come out!? I thought you had some kind of magic on Mr. Ozumi, but it was dangerous stuff!? No, why did you attack the Dungeon Master!?

The stiffness broke first, and I did everything I could to tease him.

"No, it looks like he had some kind of hipster... shock therapy? And I didn't like the fact that the other women were mellow."

Yup... Spirit-san would be tough! I mean, is he a spiritual guy who looks awesome?

"Your husband!

The Dungeon Master rushed over to Mr. Spirit with a full grin.

"Festival"

"Wow!"

Okay, so. Is that a dog? Is that a dog?? Where did the wolf pride go??

"... I'm not a word. I can't believe you don't even know that. Lady Waiting... No, Lady Rin. I think I've been waiting for you."

My face is not visible to Mr. Ozumi. But surely, she looked just like the Watanse word I knew… smiling gently.