All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

"Slave girls affirm your troubles, not that they follow you!!!!! I'm glad to hear it, but I want you to give up!!!!"

In the square, the husky voice of the slave girl echoes.

It's the young man in the dress who gets beat up by it. The bouquet of flowers I have brought falls to the ground without being received, and my lips are shocked and purple.

That's who I might have been.

I believed in hope. I was looking at a bright future. I could understand how he felt right now, so painfully for Ren. To his appearance, Ren caught tears that seemed to flow.

Still, the heart of the alchemist (alchemist) youth was unbroken.

"Ko, won't you affirm it? Aren't you all affirmative slave girl!?

"No!!!!!! I'm a total denial slave girl now!!!!!

The smile of a slave girl shines in the Three Thousand Worlds when it's not something I learned about the mood of two men who can't speak without tears or anything like that.

"I can't randomly affirm your confession because slave girl's heart belongs to slave girl!!!!! Normally, I think you can tell!!!!! You should chill your head though every love is a little too floating!!!!!"

Slave girls are flexible. All affirmations, all denials, smiling answers, scornful glances. Combining those four elements makes it possible to cope with variation.

"No... If you say no, I don't know what it means to be alive."

"No way!!!!!! You must have a lovely person waiting for you!!!!! Take advantage of this failure to meet someone of your own destiny!!!!! One of these days, Lunlun, a love that makes you happy is waiting for you!!!!

"Oh, there's no better woman than you! You're my destiny."

"It's an illusion!!!!!

Slave girls are as relentless to the backward alchemist (alchemist) youth.

"The world is so big!!!!! This world is filled with a wide variety of people than you think!!!!

"But I've got you from so many people..."

"I can't do anything I can't!!!!! In the first place, I wonder if it's called mixing money in a bouquet of flowers and giving it to me to confess!!!!! Previous issues where I can't feel the taste!!!!! of all the evil tastes!!!!"

"Oops!!

Not at all. Passing by, the alchemist (alchemist) youth collapsed with momentum that could spit blood. Then Ren's eyes clouded and turned into dead fish eyes.

"It's not a bad idea to distract with a gift!!!! But don't take the stage. If all of a sudden you think a confession about giving money makes a woman's heart go away, it's a big mistake!!!! If a slave girl isn't her opponent, you can't complain about getting beat up!!!!"

Whether kindly or with advice to the wrong way of confessing, the confession is stubbornly denied altogether.

"I want to save you the hassle, so I try to bury the separation of feelings with money!!!!! I would never say no, but it's more of a method to be hated, so you should stop it!!!! Love, love, essence is communication!!!! No real love is born without communication of will!!!!!"

Though a different total denial than when you were a chimp, the spiritual damage you pierce is not the ratio of that time.

The alchemist (alchemist) youth was also about to cry. Ren was crying a little.

"Shh, I'm sorry. I was wrong... Get on with it, I'm so sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize!!!!! I did it the wrong way, but the courage I had to execute to confess is fantastic!!!! You can't give up on love for about a single failure!!!!! You are such a nice guy, so if you keep challenging yourself when you're new in love, you should be rewarded one day!!!!"

"Bye!

Keep your face up.

"I still have a chance at you, too."

"It doesn't!!!!!"

- That's right.

Smiled and was lightly shot down.

The alchemist (alchemist) youth walks away with the blubber. Slave girl, who hid her mouth with a curly, flipped placard, drops off his back as truly as usual.

All that was left was one pathetic boy.

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

He smiled clearly at Ren, who was creating the same atmosphere as the alchemist (alchemist) youth.

Ren withdrew immediately.

Ren regretted it.

I wanted to cry about my silliness additions and subtractions.

That's right. Slave girls don't just use total affirmation, they use total denial. Ren said he knew that, but he lost sight of his essence in the way he confessed, and he only captured one side of his convenience.

What a weakness.

What a fool.

"I mean, I want to die..."

As you walk, Adolescent Ren, seventeen years old, mourns.

Had it not been for the Alchemist youth then, it would have been myself who had collapsed there.

I'm lucky to think about it, but I'm not clear.

Let's bully our bodies until we fall at the training center today.

Ren thinks so and visits the temple. The training centers used by adventurers are set up beside the temple because the temple covers the dungeons with people's beliefs.

It was when Ren tried to get through the entrance and exit of the temple.

"Oh, isn't that Len?"

"Leader?"

On the face I know, Ren stops on his feet.

The leader and the female swordsman were there. Are you in the temple because it's a holiday? Makes eyes blink at unexpected encounters.

I guess the leader also questioned Ren's coming to the temple on holiday.

"Why you... hmm? No, I see."

The leader looks at the bouquet of flowers Ren holds in his hand on the way to the inquiry and laughs at it after the look on his face like he perceived something.

The female swordsman looked at Ren's pointlessly temperamental outfit and circled her eyes, "Oh well," then lowered her expression as if to see something smiling.

"Ho? What the fuck, man? Could it be that you were listening to me during the sympathy?

I don't know what you're talking about. More facial acquaintances appeared as Len, who tilted his neck, tried to listen back.

"Sorry to keep you waiting... hey?

It was the sorceress who appeared.

The witch magician who came out of the temple checked and stepped on Ren's figure. Visible and wandering.

"What? Why are you..."

"Ha. Looks like he went out of his way to pick you up."

"That's right. Nice outfit, even a bouquet of flowers. Heh, that's cool."

I wonder what you're talking about, these people.

The line between the two adults was too unexpected for Ren to deny it at all.

Apparently, Ren happened to be at the scene of the return of the sorceress, who was completely happy after healing and de-cursing. But it is Ren who is surprised by the unexpected encounter.

The leader and the lady swordsman seem to have interpreted Ren as coming to pick up the sorceress, but it's something that makes a weird mistake.

Ren doesn't know the days when the sorceress will come out of the temple in the first place, so he can't come to celebrate pleasure or anything. I just stumbled across it by accident.

A witch magician who was listening to the lines of a leader and a woman swordsman and letting her gaze at me sees Ren with a slight upward look.

"Oh, uh, and... Oh, really?

Just a coincidence, though?

I thought I'd answer that question to the shy sorceress who seemed to do it for some reason, but Ren nods appropriately because of all the trouble already caused by the overlapping mental damage on one of the slave girls.

"Yes, I am."

"Hmm. Oh, yeah."

If you think about it, you won't even have to abandon the position of a serious junior who came to celebrate seniors' pleasure. Convenient to lie too. I don't bother to solve convenient misunderstandings. I don't want you to reveal that you're a trashy bastard who defied an attempted confession like an asshole, even though you deserve it.

And Ren now has a bouquet of flowers just in hand.

Ren offers a bouquet of flowers to the sorceress.

"Congratulations, full speed"

Pretty pricey bouquet of flowers.

Of course, a thousand phosphorus were removed.

"Duh, duh."

The sorceress receives a bouquet of flowers disguised as uninteresting, but with a glimpse of Ren's face.

The witch magician's face was delighted to see the bouquet of flowers even though it was clear.

"Heh. Beautiful bundle of flowers, this. Yeah."

Dye your cheeks a little and hold the bouquet of flowers Len handed to you all over your chest.

"And at the newbie's minute, aren't you being considerate? Ugh, yeah. I don't think that's a bad idea, do you? Oh, no, it's not, man. Not bad is just complimenting my care as a junior for seniors, which means - because that's what I'm talking about! Don't get me wrong and get on with it. Yo!

"Oh, come on"

He seems to be putting in restraint, he seems a lot happy, but at the end of the day, he puts in intimidation.

Ren feels strange about the attitude of such a sorceress.

It's been a lot tough so far, but what is this soft vibe?

Even yesterday, it was a salt response that if I talked to him about the gift, he would be pissed off with a bright red face and throw a pillow at me. That's one gift of a bouquet of flowers, and it's weird.

Was humans that simple? After seeing the clutter of a slave girl, that even comes to mind.

You're not, are you? Instead of giving gifts at last, it's something that you can finally be happy with for the first time by deepening your interaction, choosing a time, choosing an item, drawing the attention of the other person and making them aware of the existence of you. It's important to not spare any communication and procedures, to anticipate stages. I know. I know. Knowledge released by slave girls whispers so much.

So well, I guess the sorceress is just happy to take care of her junior year as a senior, too, as she put it. Of course, because Ren and the sorceress have only a senior junior relationship.

In other words, if this attitude becomes softer with each bouquet of flowers, it is that I should have handed over the bouquet of flowers on the first day.

"Well, that's all I am."

"No, no, wait a minute, Len. After this, I'm going out for dinner."

"That's right. Let's go together."

When Ren tries to get home that he was able to effectively use a bouquet of flowers that were just a product of black history, he is held back by a nimble leader and a female swordsman.

"Hey, why are you both..."

"Isn't that nice? You came all the way here for the holidays, didn't you? Yes, goodbye is cheap."

"Pfft, yeah. You've been trying so hard, haven't you?

The two of you can beat a bubble-eating sorceress.

I'm happy to invite you, but Ren has one problem too.

"Um, I don't have a lot of hands."

Of course, it's because of the bouquet and clothes.

Thanks to those expenses, Ren's hand is totally handy. This month, I'm stuck enough to live a full life.

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not gonna let the kid pay you."

"Pfft, yeah. Leave it to your sisters."

For some reason, he was to have a very gentle smile on his face.

I had a question about whether I could have the luxury of not being a guest of honor, but if I could eat for free, there's no reason for Ren to say no. Honestly, this month is really tough.

"All right, let's go."

The decision of will is terminated by the decree of the leader, with two adults walking forward. Nature, behind you will be a sorceress and a wren walking side by side.

Somehow, the two gaze at each other.

"Huh!"

For some reason, a sorceress with a slightly peaked cheek hides her face with a bouquet of flowers. And just one step to the side.

As for Ren, who doesn't even remember packing such a distance, it is a subtly hurtful attitude.

"Why don't you think about something weird because you're going to dinner...?

"Is that weird? I won't think about it. I mean, why don't we all just go eat"

"Well, that's true..."

To Ren's point, I give you a mouthful.

This guy, I know he's beautiful, but he's a little over-conscious, no, should he be that alert? and twisting his neck, but Len urges the sorceress.

"Look, let's go. They'll leave you alone."

"Ugh. Okay."

Followed by two people walking forward.

Ren reflecting on how unsuccessful he is today and a witch magician with a bouquet of flowers and a nascent confusion.

The two boys and girls lined up kept a little distance apart, but still never too far apart, and took them side by side.