All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

“You did well today, Leader!”

Yeah, that's right.

In the chapel out of the dungeon, a man clashed his fist with a party member.

It was Dick, the archer who was Ren's senior.

Independently of former party leader Sieg, he led the group to the end of the day.

Today's adventure ended without failure. We're all in good company. However, it couldn't be anything like a smooth sail.

After seeing off the members, Dick uses his waving hand to shake his head behind him.

"It worked, hey....... I'm not doing well, though."

Dick, as the blurry saying goes, was individually in a bad mood.

I know why I haven't felt like exploring the dungeons lately.

We're not getting the results we want.

To be more specific, everything fell one step behind the party I was at, when Zeke was leading it.

After all, the party members led by Zeke were on average strong. Sometimes I could afford to bring up novices.

That said, it was still better than Sieg's time. Sieg was a veteran among adventurers. Different experience points. I could still inspire myself that it was still coming.

But...

What suddenly caught my mind was the face of an old junior who was still called a boy.

I'm irritated that I can't get rid of it in my chest, and I shrug my head.

Do you want to hook me up with a cup somewhere?

He shook his head blurring his thoughts. When I decided to go downtown, a short walk from the temple, I pointed my foot at the exit.

Dick, it's been a long time!

Thrilled, Dick's shoulders trembled.

The voice from behind was a boy I knew well. Looking back, Ren smiled unexpectedly.

"Oh, oh. What's the matter? What can I do for you?"

"Yes? I don't need anything in particular." Dick-san was there and he just called out. "

Ren looked strange, as if it was only natural to say hello when he saw the faces of someone he knew, even if he didn't have anything to do with it.

He is a good junior.

I've been thinking lately that it's too much to do.

"It's time to go home to the dungeon, right? I have no plans for today, so if you don't mind, could you take me somewhere?"

"No... haha. I'll stop. I'm exhausted today. I was thinking of leaving right away."

Ah, that's right.

Oh, see you later.

Is there a smile on your face? With anxiety inside, I walked out of the temple with my footsteps to shake Ren off.

"... damn it."

Left alone, Dick threw up his frustration on the roadside.

His footsteps on the main street are unnaturally early.

Ren.

He is his junior. When I was at the same party, I was cute. Like myself, I was going up in the country and I was aiming for an adventurer, so when I was at the same party, I cared about him.

I didn't think Ren would be able to help me as an adventurer. My ability as an individual is definitely better than mine. Ren's combat abilities grew tremendously, but he wasn't out of range yet. Five more years are needed to catch up with Dick, who is recognized as a top-notch archer by both of us.

But what about the leader of the party?

When I heard Ren was kicking at Dick's invitation and making his own party, I thought he was young. Obviously, it's too early. First of all, it definitely fails, so if I had to, I was just chasing information to help.

Ren gathered an unusual number of party members.

First of all, Murina. She was one of those people that Dick decided couldn't handle.

Well, I'm convinced she's in Ren's party. When Zeke was at the leader's table, it was clear that he was in favor of Ren as if someone had changed along the way. Emotions are more likely to break down a party in a relationship, but they seem to be doing surprisingly well at the moment.

The other girl is much younger than Ren and Murina. It is an industry in which Ren and Murina are treated much more as young than young. Below that, you're definitely the youngest. When I saw the technique that was biased towards magic, I couldn't deny the fact that I had a strong habit. But I still had the power to surpass the adventurer's intermediate level. Given her age, it is clear how talented she is.

And even the black-haired girl who was at Ren's party for a while was different.

How many people wondered why those users were involved in the dungeon? A surgeon whose strength is too high for a ceiling to be seen. It was a talent that the country should employ as a high-ranking official.

What is more terrible is that now I can't remember her face. How many people realized that they had been exposed to the magic of cognition inhibition before they knew it. Or maybe it's something like Ease Ann in this church.

Ren had gathered such girls to function as a bending party because of what kind of edge they had.

Dick doesn't have the confidence to put together a mix of girls.

Differences in age. Differences in gender. Born and bred differently. Dick can't be close enough to party with them anyway. Unless you're dating a business-like, you can't even create a business-like venue that invites them in the first place.

It's in my ability to get to know people. Rather, Dick knows that meeting people is the most important thing in life.

All those who gathered with Ren were filled with unusual talent and made them feel the radiance of the future.

It wasn't just the girls at Ren's party.

Even Dick knew that he was close to [Saintess] Ease Ann, [Hero] Whiton Barrow, and even [Paladin] Snow Alt, who had recently come to church. There are other things that Dick doesn't know about.

A boy who has been in this city for less than a year has made an enviable connection with everybody, not just adventurers.

Turn around and see for yourself.

I have been in this city for ten years, and how much networking has expanded. Even though Dick's individual prowess is close to his advanced prowess, he can be replaced if he wants to find a replacement.

"Shit."

The second time, he bows his head in irritation.

I know that comparing myself to others is an inescapable thing. Even Dick was trying to find a balance between what he could and what he couldn't. He would have come closer to the difference with his predecessors, who were far ahead of him, and he would have eaten them at a distance that would not have shrunk.

I had my own party this spring to get ahead of myself.

But it was the first time I was approached from behind.

Not to mention his most recent junior, who had been taking care of him since he became an adventurer. Dick was swallowed by his first emotion.

Every time I saw Ren now, I couldn't hold back her black emotions.

"I haa...!"

No matter what I said, I swallowed it on the brink.

I don't want to go any further with thinking.

Rigging, I clench my fist. To keep your emotions out of sight, clench your fists harder and harder to squeeze them into smaller pieces.

Don't think, don't think, don't feel anything more.

It wasn't Wren's fault. It's not my fault. If you admit that you're jealous of your younger junior, even though it's not everyone's fault.

Isn't it too cool to be yourself?

So I desperately kill my heart.

I don't give a damn. Don't put it on the front. Trapped in the depths of deep psychology.

It was when I entered the park square to sit on a bench and rest to cool my head.

There was a strange girl.

All Affirmative Slave Girl: 10 minutes per session 1000 phosphorus

When I saw it, my memory was stimulated.

More than half a year ago, Ren, who was unparalleled, had spoken of the existence of the [all-affirmative slave girl]. At that time, I smiled at the fact that the women's hobbies were a bit special, but I blinked that they really existed as businessmen who were worried about consulting.

The girl with the right gaze laughs loudly.

The smile pulls out the poison.

There's no such thing as the rubbing atmosphere of the women in the taverns and shops they always use. The atmosphere they created was also pleasant, but I felt the freshness of an air different from that of a drowning tavern.

Thousand phosphorus, anyway. The price of a drink or two will go away. If it is done enough, it is much cheaper than soaking in alcohol and spreading tubes.

"That was good, lass."

I tried it. I offered a thousand phosphorus as a donation to the youngest beautiful girl.

Lower the sign. I saw an artistically neat face, but I admired that it was worth a thousand phosphorus.

"A lot of troubles!!!!! It doesn't have to be one place to spit it out!!!! I would be glad if this could be one of your better places!!!!!!!!!!"

Even the clerk of the tavern rang the husky voice so energetically that he did not see it.