All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

"Hey, Ren. Is it true you dated a stingy girl?"

The day when Linley's ten-day vacation was over. Murina smiles and asks questions as she meets in the temple chapel to explore the dungeon.

”Nnh,”

In response to the question at the beginning of the encounter, Ren reflexively denied that it was that way, and then quickly restrained himself.

It's not good to lie cheaply here. That's what my instincts warned me.

"I-I wonder who told you that...?"

From the sting?

It was unexpectedly personal information.

Murina and Ichiki were good friends. Ren knew that too, but I didn't think he was giving away date information naked. In other words, even though he was close and in love with his enemies, he could not understand what kind of emotion he would use to talk about Ren, a male gender.

……

I swallowed my saliva and watched Murina again.

I'm laughing, but my eyes aren't laughing at all. Rather, the highlights have disappeared. Murina is a beautiful girl. There was unexpected pressure.

"Ren, even though I asked you out, you never dated me?" Didn't you say you liked somebody? I'm going on a date with the 'person I like' and her sister, Ichiki. Fufu, I see. That's what Ren means. "

To touch Murina, she packs the distance with an impossibly affectionate expression.

Ren was sweating coldly. No, I didn't do anything wrong. Ren and Murina are not dating. It's just that Ren was kind enough to tell Murina. That's why it's not bad for Ren to go out on a date-like thing, and there was no other purpose for going out with Ichiki in the first place---and various self-defenses ran around the brain with the momentum of the running lanterns, but Ren wisely did not say them out loud.

Fittingly, far away from lovers, but considering the opposite sex, Murina stops at a close distance, unexpectedly relieves the pressure and smiles gently.

"... um, Ren. Next time, with me..."

Onii-chan!

Linley appeared in a loud voice blocking Murina's dialogue.

She jumped at Ren, not paying any attention to Murina, who was just saying that she was a son of a bitch.

"Oh, oh. Linley. It's been a long time. How are you?"

You weren't doing well!

Recently, she had just turned eleven and screamed unexpectedly. From the low position of the child, she grabs Ren's chest and shakes him gently.

"Onii-chan, you said something when you invited the mentor in a letter last time!?" Since that day, my training has become very strict!? What the hell is going on!?! "

She complains loudly that she has tears in her eyes and that her survival depends on it.

Looking closely, Linley was subtly wobbly all over the place. According to her, who is beautiful, she is still better dressed when she returns to the dungeon.

I don't know about Ren either. All Ren said was, "Do something about Ease-Ann." Ren had no idea how Linley would be involved.

No, Ichiki-chan's training is a bit confusing for me

"It's not 'I don't know!'" It's your duty to tell Master Ren to be even more kind to Linley! Otherwise, I'll die!! Really that level! "

I-I got it ─

"Huh. Well, are you going out with the freaks?" Huh? "

No!?

It is no longer too confusing. The people around you also avoid the three of them while having a sloppy conversation, "Damn, stay away from me."

That's why the third voice came into Ren's ear like a Book.

"You're busy, Ren-kun."

Whiton-san!

"Hey."

Whiton Barrow.

He led the revolution of the overthrow of the empire. He has a shallow relationship with a slave girl, but if he can save this predicament, he can save anyone anymore. Witton's response was to shake off some of Witton's unspeakable companions, who were so cornered that even Ease Ann was about to follow him.

"I heard that, Mr. Whitton." It seems to have been a huge catch! "

"Everyone else did their best."

It is probably due to his human virtue that he is humble and does not dislike the current dialogue.

His behavior has recently caught the paper of the newspaper.

At his initiative, he separated the vigilante from part of the military organization, and recently became independent as a "police organization". Apart from the army, they set up armed groups for the citizens. Not only has it been a groundbreaking initiative, but it has also achieved great results.

Now we are focusing on eliminating the mafia, and the news that it has been very effective in catching caught in the capital has been on paper every day. In particular, the arrest of the leader of the criminal organization who directed the raid on the church was a major achievement of the security forces' increasing independence.

At his appearance, Murina sharpens her lips.

"Onii-chan..."

"Yeah. Murina. Don't let it bother you so much." I'm sure he has his own circumstances. "

"If you think of someone, you were a brave person." Linley and the others are just talking to Len right now, right? "

"That's right. You are... I see." Ren's new party member, too. Say hello to my sister. "

Whiton smiles and tries to stroke Linley's head.

Linley quickly avoided it. I turned around behind Ren and put my tongue out. The enemies of Ichiki are the enemies of Linley.

Witton turned to Ren with a bitter smile, not feeling offended by Linley's attitude.

So, Ren, I need to talk to you for a second.

Absolutely!

If you want to get out of here right now, you're welcome to stay away from Murina and the others.

Distance from which the conversation cannot be heard. After confirming that neither Mullina nor Linley had used sorcery to eavesdrop, Witton asks Ren.

I heard you told Altena about the place.

Ren's expression tightened up a bit.

It's an honest response that doesn't lie. Whiton continues to ask.

Why? There's nothing there anymore.

"... it's about interest."

"Really? Well, I heard you'll be there today when you go to the dungeon." So you're going to explore the route through it for a while? ”

It's a pimp.

Mullina doesn't know about it. There's no way Linley, absolutely obedient to Ichiki, was talking to Whiton. He's just predicting his actions based on what Ren wants.

I mean, there's no proof.

So, confidently, Ren looks Witton straight in the eye.

"Come on, I don't know what you're talking about."

Witton laughed bitterly at Ren when he finished speaking.

"Too bad, you're gone too."

I'm sure that's a compliment.

The world's skill has grown, not unknowingly.

Thank you very much.

Ren dodged with a smile similar to that of Whiton.

Ren also had something to ask for. What I wanted to get became concrete to help the person I wanted to help.

That's why Ren himself decided not to move now.

"I see, that's all we need to talk about."

Witton grinned at Murina and Linley, who were staring at her from a distance behind Ren.

Well then, do your best.

It was really a little time to talk, and Ren was sweating coldly.

Kima Usta is a reporter.

Originally, he was a front-line reporter working for a major newspaper, but he was struggling with the difficulty of handling information. The difference between truth and fact. Public relations and journalism. The gradual accumulation of reality and ideal deviation made her suffer badly.

At that time, I met a slave girl.

After consulting with a person who became a slave girl in a certain park square, Kima changed her mind and hit the newspaper that she worked at the next day with a retirement report. Since then, he has turned to magazine reporters dealing with gossip.

It is a medium called Third Class Magazine, but this was unexpectedly in the nature of Kima. In the end, because it's a job, I often go to a slave girl to relieve the stress that occurs, but that's it.

After all, third-rate magazines and other entertainment media are half as interesting as the rest of the world. The information was more entertaining than the so-called "first-class" paper, and I was able to spell it out without falsifying my mind.

She lives with people who have lived with the gossip magazine since she was a major player. The confluence of two temperature differences in the same industry is the weapon of today's reporter Kima.

Recently, she has been sourcing interesting information via Fane alongside several projects.

Interesting and fearful information.

I was wondering what it was like when you first asked me, but it was more popular than I thought.

Surprisingly, the screwed-in project has a good reputation. The rumors about Masashi being whispered in magazines are swelling. I hope things are going well.

The greatest difficulty lies ahead.

Ren proposed, heard from him many times, and what Kima wrote in the magazine was played in the church censorship.

The content is not good. If the censorship comes in, I'll play it even if it's not Ease Ann. She had that certainty.

That's why.

No matter the form, with Ease Ann's permission stamp, no matter what its content, it is allowed to be issued and distributed without complaint.

"Well, that's difficult..."

But I had a point. Kima lifts her glasses with her fingers.

There, the voice of my boss echoed.

"Hey, Kima."

Yes, what is it?

Why is it that a creature called upon by its boss does not say anything but its name when calling upon others, but answers miscellaneous calls and stands up.

"It's been in series for a while. Is this a biography?" You're the one who wrote the text, but who did you hear from? "

"No, no, no, no, no." It's just creative. I heard some interesting fantasy stories, so I thought I could cum. "

”Huh? You're paranoid?”

The editor-in-chief, who pursues the source, smiles at each other.

The current topic is a manuscript written by Kima after interviewing a certain boy.

What he said was also an interesting story for Kima. Normally, it would be better to talk to Yuta, but Kima knows that the boy is familiar with Whiton Barrow, Ease Ann, and Snow Alt.

Few people who have experienced the last decade of the empire will read this and think it is a complete creation.

Everyone thinks' if 'and what should be done if that is the reality.

“How does it sound?”

“Not bad. Not bad.”

If it's a good topic, I hope it can be put together as a book.

”Hah, now you know what a third-class gossip is like”

"The editor-in-chief's pottery is engraved on the chest." "It's all about the topic, isn't it?"

Irresponsible flow of information that can be rejected by major companies. That's the strength of a third-rate magazine. It's not a noble information magazine, it's just an entertainment gossip magazine. The goal is to get laughed at with your nose in your hand.

Because it is a place that always precedes the subject of truth, the less authoritative it is, the closer it sometimes gets to the truth.

“That's right, the criteria for magazines are all about topicality,” I say, “but that's it. The church has warned me."

It's okay.

Laughing at the warnings and warnings. From what I wrote, I was sure that the wall of censorship would be blocked when it became a topic of discussion.

"There's a comforting place there."

I vigorously assured you.