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

School was over, and I was helping my darling work at Barton Mansion today.

"Young lady, we have a customer from your parents' house. How would you like it?

"From my parents' house? I shouldn't have had any particular plans today... who?

"It's Master Luberto."

"You're my brother. Let me through."

"Yes, sir."

The butler left the room in silence.

"What is it?

"Yeah."

Especially when it comes to this, I can't think of enough projects to have a brother who loves research/is slightly drawn. My brother comes to my house about a sermon project at best.

"I'm suddenly sorry."

My brother looked somewhat like he had an idea. Huh!? Seriously, what's wrong??

"Have you seen Potch lately?

"Huh? I haven't seen him since I got lost the other day."

"... is Rosalind irrelevant after all..."

I don't know, but whatever it is, I want you to stop blaming me. But I checked with my brother because I have more to worry about than that.

"What? Did something happen to your potch?!?

"Yeah... the potch..."

My brother told me spicy.

"Potch went wolfish from a dog, Mr. Geraldine. Got a level muscle"

Huh?

"... brother, isn't that someone else entirely?

"But the contents were potch"

"No, the contents have been replaced or something...?

"They don't have that either."

………………

Potch... Potch like a round fat wooden dog... that's what turned you into a wolf. To a nice buddy (in a muscular sense) like Mr. Geraldine!?

Small, skinny potch for mukimki muscle overnight!?

For now I held my head. I haven't seen the real thing, and I can't imagine.

"In the meantime, I'm going to see Potch. Dilk..."

"Yeah. Go. I don't have a rush job. I'll take care of this one."

What a wonderful husband. Kind, attentive, cool, cute, moffy, always smells good, sexy, out-of-the-box night peeled "Rosalind, you're wasting your brain leaking. Dirk's bored, and the contents are getting suspicious, so it's time to stop."

"Yes."

I'm taking the carriage with Gatagotto and my brother to my parents' house.

"When I was talking about Potch, it felt like something was breaking. Did Rosalind notice anything on the potch or something?

"No. Uh, but..."

"Do you have any idea?

"You know what I mean... I think Potch had some kind of protective magic on him. It didn't seem malicious... or I didn't mess with it especially because I felt like I was willing to protect it, but maybe that solved it..."

My brother flashed his face.

"Is it possible that magic can last so long without demon stones?

"That's right... because Potch is a high magic holder, and that kid always tries to lean in... maybe it was Potch who was keeping the magic going. Could have been unconscious."

"I see. And then... Mr. Geraldine was talking about something that bothered me a little."

I don't think I can do what that old man says, but I prefaced, and then my brother went on.

"I don't know what a potch in a mukimuki looks like to the royalty of a werewolf beast across the ocean. Besides, Marie resembles the royalty of that enemy country, the kingdom of cat beasts. They've been at war until recently, and there's a missing royal family."

I had a bad feeling.

As a matter of fact, Marie has been contacted once before, but she refused to do so because she had vehemently refused to do so. Potch is very suspicious of Marie anyway.

"Hey, you don't! It's Mr. Geraldine's fault, isn't it!

"... I hope so"

My brother didn't agree that you had something in mind.

And there was a gatekeeper in front of Potch's atelier.

"Wahaha! If you want to go through, take me down and then go!

"Dull"

"Hehe."

"Rosalind."

False rind played uncle. I think my brothers are saying sorry... Hmm, you're good sense that I'm just a model!

"... then I'll get you through it by force! Valkyrie, Asura Mode!!

"Rosalindo!!

A three-sided six-armed Valkyrie is physically attacked by a fake Mr. Geraldine.

"Sweet!"

"Oh!? Valkyrie's all over it!

The boulder is Mr. Geraldine. Resistant in vain to fake cunts! Besides, it's hard for Jend or Mr. Loomia's story to work because he's a phony! Isn't it the strongest?

Plus... and the support of our fake twin angels is accurate and troublesome, and the fake rind is strong! I don't care if it's alone, but it's very troublesome to work with four people at the same time. As it is... just me and Valkyrie will lose... I think with Dirk... but I can't help it.

If a positive attack is not possible, until you use soothing means! The terrain around the atelier has already changed because of the rampage. If you wait, you might get Martha and her brother to cover you one of these days... but defeat isn't sexual!

"Are you sure? I'm Potch's precious, precious sister, right? If you scratched me... what would Potch say?

"Ugh!?

"Huh!?

"Ah!?

"Rosa!?

Wait, last. What's Rosa? That's why they say it's funny just by the name of the protagonist (me)... No, I thought about it.

"... what a terrible thing to do to your sister! Or maybe they'll piss you off?

"Keewoon."

"" Ugh... "

"Rosalind..."

Everyone was obviously shunned. It works great!

"There's nothing I wouldn't tell you right now... but what do we do?

"" "Please!

"Rosalindo!!

Thus it was me who won the battle in all its futility. And the fake twins confirmed that the potch was in full concentration mode, and they didn't move at all and didn't respond. I just wanted to see Potch's face, but everything seems to be forbidden for me to come in and out because I'm making my wedding decorations. It was a complete waste of time.

When I thought about it, I was docking in front of the atelier, and I didn't come out. Perhaps Potch was already in intensive mode before I came.

I was tired of having a totally wasted fight, but either way, it's timed up.

Because Rosalind-Burton has a mission to feed his beloved dilk a delicious meal.

I had no choice but to go home and ask him to call me when the pouch was out of focus.