All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Ren shook his shoulder terribly at the suddenly sounding pleasant husky voice as he was far-flung wondering what would begin.

This is the voice of a silver-haired girl called Slave Girl.

The atmosphere that seemed so quiet earlier is as pleasant as a lie. A good voice on the street that betrays a chunky look. Moves his mouth well with a bruised smile added to the end of the line.

"Slave girls affirm all your troubles!!!!! Come on!!!! You should scream your daily troubles!!!!!

"Yeah! I have so much to say...!

Affirmed by the kind of voices that echoed around, Mr. Sister began to spill his stupidity by hitting an avalanche.

"Even today's temple job was like a chunk of garbage born between fucking King and fucking Queen! Tired! Comfort!!

"That was so hard!!!!! Good job!!!!!

"Oh, thanks......! It's just the slave girl, she smiles and says' good luck 'after work. My healing is for slave girls..."

"You're welcome!!!! It's only natural as a person to work hard!!! You work hard, so naturally you get to work!!!!

"But the bald guy in the temple's boss is paying me, so he looks like he deserves whatever I do, and the seniors don't know what they're thinking with no expression... I wonder if I'm doing it right. I don't know if they think it's worth the effort..."

"It's ok!!!!!! Whatever the baldness, the expressionless seniors must be working hard on you!!!!! That person is just a little clumsy in expressing his emotions!!!!!

"Oh dear!

"Really!!!!!!"

In response to a slave girl that sounds like a hit, Mr. Sister, who had a dark face, makes his face shine all the time.

"That's right. I'm trying. Yet! There's this adventurer shit coming to the temple to treat me. Come on, 'You can treat me as much as you want. My body knows exactly what I'm talking about. Come on! Are you great enough to judge yourself! Feels like it!?

"Damn right!!!!! Sister, who undertakes the treatment of people, is a professional!!!!! Your job is not something anyone can do!!!! I can't believe they don't know that, they are really tired of being customers like shit!!!! You worked so hard!!!!!"

"Yeah......! Yeah! I did my best. Yo, me!! I'm risking my life for them to go where they like and risk their lives from me - I'm acting like a lord!! Besides, some cunts have been stroking their hands and pressing their arms against their chests while they're being treated... and I'm gonna bust you, not the demon, cunt! Destroy me!

"Can't help it!!!!! If they do that, they won't want to deal with you at work!!!!!! That's a terrible self-contradiction, even if you are a lowlife, you are a lowlife idiot!!!!! We can't recover ourselves, so we're asking for work until we pay for it and then we get sexually harassed!!!!!! One of these days we're going to self-collapse!!!"

"Right!!

Smiled and happily put on a slave girl who fully affirms the woman, Mr. Sister exhales liveliness and stupidity.

Do it. Be aware of your attitude when you have a chance to be treated yourself from now on. Ren engraves his heart into his chest when he secretly undergoes treatment in the temple.

"And then again, it's not just the customers! Seniors, come on, I'm so scared! That's a tough attitude! When a colleague sees that it doesn't fit, '... that's enough,' he cuts right off. Cool, or a little exclusive. Come on."

"I know!!!!! What stands in this world when it comes to living is mostly relationships!!!!! Nothing scares me more than others nearby!!!!!"

"Right!? I respect you because you're not a bad person and you're a great person to do it... He has a lot of sharp cuts, so I can't lose my mind at all. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah."

"That's tough!!!! Communicating with people who don't fit the story requires mutual understanding!!!! It's so heartbreaking to be pushed to understand unilaterally!!!!! You are awesome even though they won't walk over and still work hard!!!!

"Wow! Thanks!!

Ren, who was interested and listening in earnest, admires the art of slave girl speaking.

Positive synchronization that pours against stupidity. Affirmative content is what gets thinner sometimes, but the momentum is amazing enough not to make you feel it. Anyway, I even have respect for the furious momentum of the slave girl picking it up from one end and affirming it.

Oh, word is not about content, it's about momentum.

A hazy utterance that gets flushed and so convinced even when you're listening beside it is no longer one technique. Create a waterfall-like stream of rage in one-on-one conversation, wrapping the psychology of a foolish woman around her and letting her spit starch out.

I had a refreshing feeling that the starch in me was going to blow up just to be affirmed with that voice.

"And that boss! When I changed my hair yesterday, I said," You look better in front of me, don't you? Why don't you put it back? 'And come on! No, no, no, no, no! I'm not living for you. Whoa! Instead, you're the furthest thing from my private life. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Seniors told me they look better now. Bogus!

"That baldness sucks!!!!! Baldness doesn't have any right to mouth someone else's hair!!!! The baldness you mouth on someone else's hair is just vicious to be alive!!!!! Bad baldness is my retard, so I didn't even notice it!!!!! You should have died with your hair falling out of your scalp!!!!!

"Right!

"It is!!!!!!"

Aren't you too harsh on baldness?

A little anxious, he softly puts his hands on his head. It feels blocky. Good, it's still okay. But when I get home, I'll check my splits in the mirror. There is also the phenomenon of young baldness. I've never gone beyond caution.

While Ren in his late teens first became anxious about his hair, he watched the fate of slave girls and women once upon a time. I don't even know why I'm looking at it. However, there was momentum there that could be drawn to it.

Even then, Mr. Sister hit the slave girl with stupidity and brightened her face every time she was affirmed of all of it.

And enough. In the midst of a murky curse storm and self-affirmation, the slave girl, who shut her mouth perfectly, hides her own mouth with a placard.

"All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn"

The notation written on the placard appears in Mr. Sister's eyes, who was shouting furiously stupidity.

"Oh, enough already. The second time...... good job today. Thanks, Slave Girl! It's so refreshing!

……

The slave girl, who hid her mouth with a placard, snorted silently and smiled and laughed at Sister, waving with a brighter smile than she could have imagined since the beginning of her run in here.

What was the momentum earlier? The slave girl was back to the quiet smiling girl.

……

Something, like I saw something amazing, like I didn't.

While Len was overwhelmed watching the whole thing, he understood.

"All Affirmative Slave Girls" at last, she is the one who listens to the stupidity of others.

A truly beautiful girl even fully affirms her condition. Well, it's also a convincing system to have someone to pay for it. Whatever "All Affirmations" is, it's a mystery why she wears a crude piercing jacket in the name of the obsolete identity of "Slave Girl," but I found out what she was doing herself.

And there's one change in Ren's mind, too.

The momentum of the slave girl's discourse was such a torrent that even the starch of Ren's heart flowed away as he had just heard beside him.

"... me too, good luck"

I saw Mr. Sister's stupidity earlier and noticed it when I heard it.

Nothing, I'm not the only one worried.

Only Mr. Sister's stupidity just now. There's something I don't like when I try to do something. It's natural that you can't do it well to start doing it. Even in a world you like and step into, it's not all about fun on the road to dreaming. That's how I sometimes doubt my existential value.

I just can't help but worry and rot there. It's good to be reflective, but there's nothing productive about ending up with just self-denial.

Don't deny it. Take a step forward by affirming what you can do.

Become an adventurer, it's only day one. What did you do? Neither failure nor success is as if it were enough.

There's something I can do. Don't do what you can, you're motivated. It doesn't matter what you say.

It's not a feeling. Doing something is motivation.

I came to this town to be an adventurer. It's too early to give up.

Wouldn't you?

Absolutely right!

"Oops!"

Having self-affirmed his own mind, Ren punches his sleigh and cheek to get in the mood.

Let's go back to the tavern. Anyway, the senior adventurer has decided to drink it for me. Mix it up there and listen to them.

Their failures of senior adventurers are the failures they may make. You can make fun of your immaturity for failing to do anything. Ask what to do. Ask them what they thought and did adventurers for their experience. And I drop into myself. Wash out what you can do and feed on tomorrow's adventure.

Any means may be used. Eat up and achieve results, and let the sorceress see you too.

"Bye! I won't do it!

Ren leaves the square with a roar.

……

his back, the slave girl was dropping him off with a quiet smile.