All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Stun in Park Square.

That seemed like a sudden occurrence, but it was a natural consequence in fact.

Crude food. The terrible use of the flesh by his activities as an adventurer. It was beyond the normal critical point of feeling hungry, through where we were entering weird tensions, and the limits appropriately came. That just happened to mean in that square.

And it seems that Mr. Sister, who was there on the spot, provided first aid and transportation to the temple.

"He woke up once after he was brought in. Eating the prepared nutritional meal, he began to sleep easily."

"Are you serious..."

I have no memory at all of that time.

The sorceress turns a stern eye to Ren, who has no memory of his actions if he will be too brain-weather.

"More than that."

A voice and gaze filled with anger that can be played with a chisel. Ren trembles on his shoulders in anger directed at him.

"Expanding the sensory realm with fasting to increase magic operations is a common means, but it's a strange way to do it. Where did you hear that?

"No, the..."

Len can swim his gaze without being able to see with the gaze of an exploring, blameworthy sorceress.

Apparently, there's a 'fasting' as a clean way to train to boost your magic. Was the crude food life that went on because there was no money unexpectedly a neat training? But it's not like anyone told me.

"... it doesn't look like someone's been wise enough to get in there."

The sorceress tells Ren in a tone of tone, who is lost in reply to how she answered.

"Okay? That kind of mental training is usually about setting the environment up. It's not like your body is going to keep you in fasting training while exploring dungeons. All I can say is idiot. If I thought I was doing better, I'd be terribly impotent, and everyone else would be mad."

"Ugh. Shh, sorry..."

He fell all over town on his way home from exploration. There's no way I can argue with that. Ren nods again and apologizes.

I'm so glad I didn't fall in the dungeon.

There were so many misunderstandings, such as how things were going. It's just that my stuck life was turning out to be training, and we just happened to be engaged. If I made a mistake, I could have fallen in the dungeon and caused direct damage to the party members.

My spine is cold.

Reflecting on his lack of being, Ren realizes once again where he is and sweats cold.

"Oh, me, the cost of treatment..."

"It's okay."

Treatment is not a charity. How much will it cost? If you don't have the money, the sorceress plucks away the worry of Blue Len.

"Because our party is letting us pool funds for times like this. They'll pay for the treatment from the party fund."

For lack of self-management, favors stabbed me in the chest.

ill outside the dungeon. Besides, it's because of my inanimity. Aware that falling doesn't change that it didn't have to be during the dungeon's search, a sense of self-blame pushes against Ren's chest.

"No, it's my responsibility. Sorry, keep it off my next paycheck."

"Huh? What are you talking about? How long have you been great enough to talk about your responsibilities?

In Ren's words, the sorceress lifts her eyebrows.

"What do you think I'm accumulating funds as a party until I cut my profit distribution for? It's my duty as a party to give back at a time like this. There's no way a leader would approve of you compensating for that personally. I want you to think about it."

"Gu......"

Even though the language is harsh, the treatment is legitimate and too gentle.

I couldn't say a word back. The gratitude smudged me and made me want to cry about my idiocy.

As the knight who visited you under Slave Girl did, some try to use the pride of others for a small wage to use it down and exploit it it.

Even so, there are people who will spare no effort against others.

I am truly blessed.

"Really, thank you"

"Thank you. You should also thank your leader and apologize for the inconvenience."

"Absolutely."

"Well, if I wake up, I think I'll be out of the temple by the end of the day with a brief diagnosis. However, a message from the leader that exploration should be suspended for three days. This is a compulsory vacation. Keep fit in the meantime."

"Yes......"

I'd appreciate a return. I'm sorry. I won more self-loathing than gratitude. I'm so depressed.

"I really can't."

It was an accidentally leaky weak sound.

"This is what happens when a novice who can't do anything turns around and thinks it's starting to work... Ha. How long will it be before the bad ones don't work?"

I felt sorry for him.

……

"Huh," exhaled the sorceress, who was in a grumpy mood for Ren's masochism.

"Time doesn't flow through people."

What are you talking about? To Ren with her face up, the sorceress continues with her strong eyes.

"Time piles up in all of us. I'm not going past the flow. All of it, it accumulates. That's why it can't be the same, and it can't be gone. Whether it's work or private, if you spend time with someone, you'll share that person's time and pile up. Even this one... Well, I should have been scolded, but it won't be a waste. In fact, the operational accuracy of magic would have increased."

How to grasp your own as your own. It is the philosophy of a witch magician to make failure his own too.

He's presenting it to Ren.

"There is, even in you. The time you spent with us."

I'm a beat late, I notice.

He said he wasn't scolding me, he consoled me.

"Admit it, that it is recognized. I won't allow you to deny me time with everyone."

Gu, and scratch my lips.

For Ren, a sorceress is an invincible being, even though she says she is of the same generation. It is the opponent who is on the previous steps of competing.

I regret it, and sometimes I don't like watching it.

But this guy, he's so strong in places like this - he can't help but take his heart away.

"Ha...!

To the spring when I regret it, to the teacher when I fail, to the goal when I get lost.

Ren is reminded that it is this man who will be his starting point.

"You just have to know, if you know what I mean. So stop pushing it.... you'll be worried."

In response to Len, the sorceress loosens the eyes of a sharp slit length.

Ren also noticed with that attitude.

He was a sorceress who looked in a bad mood, but it was only because he was purely worried about me.

Really, I'm blessed to be around.

After becoming aware of it, however, Ren ponders how to spend the vacation he was given.

Even if you get fit, what do you do? In the end, the cost of living is critical. Until payday, nearly a week. Exactly as a refrain from going to slave girls, it is expensive when it becomes a nourishing meal, although not a life like salt and water.

Of course there is no extraordinary income. Nothing to sell. Do you want to sell clothes? I thought about it for a moment, but I'll stop. Anyway, it's my turn to be bought and beaten.

Uh, no. While I think it's not Ko, it's also bad for a witch magician to remain silent, so I shake the chat.

"Speaking of which, why are seniors here?

"The other members are exploring the dungeon. One of them was just pushed to stay and wait. What's wrong with me staying?

"Oh, no. That's not true."

I wondered because the candidate was unexpected, but it was certainly a rude question.

So the sorceress turns to Tsune as if she recalls her initial grump.

"Which one? Shouldn't you have had that Mr. Sister when you woke up? That Mr. Sister, he was in personal clothes... and you're close enough to meet him privately, aren't you?

"With Mr. Sister?"

Ren closes his eyes.

There are many sisters stationed in this temple, but I guess you mean the regular Mr. Sister.

Relationship between Ren and Mr. Sister. If they say we're close, well, not bad. But I can't even say we're close. Mr. Sister knows Ren's name, but Ren doesn't know Mr. Sister's name. We met face-to-face at work and had a favorable relationship, but it wasn't so much about wanting to increase contacts in private. That's more or less the case.

"I don't know if we're close... well, to the extent that we talk to the public if we just meet on the road. Oh, if you do. I let you use your time outside of working hours, and you have to apologize to that Sister. - Speaking of which, I don't even know your name..."

"... hmm. I don't know his name."

"Yeah, well. We'll meet at work, or we'll meet outside by chance."

I can only thank you for the help you've given me. And if I leave that Mr. Sister alone in trouble, it's a stupid course to slave girls. Whereas Ren moans that there are more opponents to bow her head to again, the sorceress is not shy as she asks her own questions.

"Yes, it is..."

The sky sorceress above somehow wrapped her own blonde hair around her index finger and teased her, asking another question.

"It happened when I was visiting."

"Ha."

You haven't done anything since then, have you?

What are you talking about?

I don't care when I say it doesn't matter because it's a chat, but Ren can't hide his confusion over how to fly a topic without context.

I thought we had talked about Ren's interactive relationship, and suddenly I flew to talk about romantic counseling when you were in sympathy. What is it? Doesn't that mean I'm going to talk to this guy more about love? Because? Honestly, I can't find any more significance in consulting this sorceress in love than in consulting a bowman senior.

You thought you mouthed something weird, the witch magician blushes.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. Yikes. Don't forget that one."

"Ha."

If you want me to forget, you shouldn't care. Human beings sometimes talk weird.

So Ren doesn't touch on the current topic. I smiled calmly so that I wouldn't be disturbed by them, and decided to tell them about my policies going forward.

This time, Ren is thought to have collapsed because he was impotent. If so, think of words that will reassure you that this guy is okay now and pick them out and put them in your mouth.

"It's okay. I'm not in a hurry, because I'm trying to get you to admit it carefully."

"Beep. Oh, my God. Eh!

The sorceress, who raised her cheeky Zhu, turns away.

And then I got up with a reddish face, and I said something.

"Hey, don't get on with it. Okay, bye!

He left behind a childish throwaway line and walked away.

And speaking of Len left behind.

"Yeah, it's certainly not a good idea when you're in good shape. I thought I was doing well this time, and I fell."

With a serious face, I was nodding to the words of a witch magician.

The witch magician out of the temple, one, was walking in a slightly unreliable foothold.

Fall is almost the end of the season. Contrary to the cold air, cheeks that can be perceived as clearly having heat. Thoughts walking but heading inward. Somewhere, a blurred gaze.

I still have a fluffy fever on my head.

It's not uncomfortable heat. Just twitchy heat is unfamiliar and creates uncertainty that stretches to the chest to calm the mind.

"Ah, already!

A frustrating and attentive voice speaks out. It's just an eight-win utterance that doesn't mean something changes.

I'm not who I am these days.

The sorceress was aware of that. And so is the cause. I don't even have to think about it. It's that rookie, Ren's fault.

- Me, I like it.

A mild confession that leaked out without thought, unleashed toward himself who was in the Holy Place (Abatton).

I was too suddenly in a hurry at the time, but of course I said no on the spot. Originally, that should have been the end of it as it got a little awkward.

Even so, the word that the newbie went on about, it was on the oblique side of the prediction.

- But I can't contain this feeling.

It is a silly word.

That's what they said, so I was somewhat wary. I don't like it if they persevered in their approach, and I didn't want them to imitate me to put my job away. That's what everyone knows about how troublesome it is to be a person who has stirred up romantic feelings.

So I measured the distance carefully initially.

Even so, Ren is as normal as a witch magician.

It's mostly my job in the dungeon for her and Ren to face each other, but all I can say is Ren's attitude was really normal then. There is no significant change in her attitude to dealing with other members. With that said, Ren treats herself as if it were nothing.

It's the way it always is, because it's too normal. "That? Could you have changed your mind?" and say things like today at an alarming time.

So I can't be alarmed.

When I think I'm alarmed, I start to follow nature and Ren's behavior with my eyes.

You interact well with other party members, etc. Are you particularly close to Dick, the bowman, or something? Yeah, you've got better magic operations than you did when you didn't know anything about it, or something. The treatment of the sword is getting worse, and he's an adventurer, too, you know? You're working really hard, otherwise, you just can't get your amateur this far in the short term, or something. I've lost a little weight, but I wonder if I'm even adjusting my body, or something. I fell uncomfortable that I was fast training on the arrow tip watching the change, and I was angry at myself for not noticing why he was impotent, so I stayed and waited until Ren woke up today. What a favor to ask the leader, Sister, who brought Ren in, to find out what was going on and realize that Sister was in private clothes, and somehow I was angry that she was meeting such a beautiful person in private for you to confess to herself - I realized that I had.

Doesn't it look like you're just thinking about Len?

This would be crazy.

Why can't I afford to be confessed more?

No, they're just saying it unilaterally. So there's no way I can tell what's going on with him from my own side.

I make fists all the time and grip them.

Breathe, inhale sharply and hoard. When the spirit loses equilibrium, she trains to breathe and flatten her thoughts almost reflexively. That's one of the achievements I've built up since I decided to set up a match to take down when I was six. She wore the art of disciplining her own flesh because she knew that her body changes would be directly linked to her spirit.

We need to do more research.

Thin, sharp, like a blade you can cut if you touch it. To make my life a swinging spear.

That's how you stick yourself up to your goal.

To that end, I am.

Yet.

- Because I'm not in a hurry and I'm going to ask you to admit it carefully.

I accidentally hit my clenched fist on my forehead as it was.

"~ ~!"

The sound sounds dull and dull. It hurt so much that I accidentally cried while I did it myself.

Even that pain can't shake off the clutter.

"Why..."

I leak a groan for my nagging self as I tear eyes with pain.

Not like this. Because I have a purpose.

I think so, but I can't control it. Spirit, heartbeat, breathe. There's nothing I can do to disturb my mind.

Why is this happening?

Absolutely, I don't know.

I don't want to know.

"- Hmm?"

I walked flustered as I was feeling uncertain, and I noticed at some point in time where I was entering.

This park is stretched.

A very thin, but sophisticated, line of craftsmanship. It's not aggressive, it has the effect of interfering with the spirit and avoiding people. The effectiveness is not strong, but the construction proficiency is extraordinary.

"... hmm?

The intrigued sorceress, somehow, turns to where it is starting.

She's a magician herself. It is strange that there is a bond in a public place, and when it becomes so bonded, it builds interest. More importantly, anything would have been nice if the current thought had turned to something else.

That's how we got there was a bench set up a short distance from the park square.

There, a black-haired girl in a one-of-a-kind costume sat down.

"Oh?"

"Oh?

A blonde mage and a girl wearing a dark exotic outfit.

The first two met raised a small surprise at an unexpected encounter when they saw each other's counterparts their age.