All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

The meal the sorceress made me was still wonderful.

Sauced fish teriyaki seasoned sweet and spicy. Fluffy, relaxed body and fat seasonal fish characteristic of a thick tongue. He said it was light because it was dinner, but I was fully satisfied.

To recreate that flavor, I think back to the steps I was watching beside.

"To judge the fish, oh..."

"What are you doing?

As I was moving my hands in the universe to reproduce the knife movement, I was called from behind.

A hot sorceress. She is wearing thin sleeping clothes and removes moisture by pinching her long hair with a towel.

As with the apron, it's not as shocking as the first day because it's the second time you've been dressed in your bedroom. However, the luxurious and soft hands and feet are exposed to defenselessness, and the attraction to white complexion is alive and well.

"I was reviewing the cooking instructions. Because it was delicious. I'd love to be able to make it myself."

"Doh, all of them. I'll make it for you again."

"Really!

The sorceress turns to Len, who is delighted to shine her eyes. My cheeks are fine, I guess, because it's hot.

"That's better than that. Cooking is good, but why don't you read the Divine Book?

Yes, it was.

The sorceress tells me to remember the existence of the Divine Scripture and wrinkles on Ren's eyebrows.

"It sure is..."

Ren sighs and opens the book again. It was given to me by a celebrity because of it, and I want to use it effectively. I also know the usefulness of secret miracles in previous dungeon explorations, so I want to be able to use them.

But this scripture just hurts my head when I read it.

"This is hard, isn't it"

"A copy made by a saint, right? It won't cost you anything to read, but it'll be hard to read."

"Speaking of which, seniors, do you have any knowledge of the Divine Scriptures?

"I hope you don't lose it. It's about the basics."

"Oh, that's great"

I admire the witch magician's mastery, and then that raises more questions.

"But I've never seen a senior use a secret."

"What I can't use, what are my secrets?"

It was an unexpected response.

If you have knowledge of the divine scriptures, I thought they were somewhat usable. Or simply, it was surprising that there were things a sorceress could not do either.

"Can't you use it? Even seniors?"

"There are more people who can't use it if they're magicians. Because the world of wisdom, composed of a mystical realm built in monotheism and materialism, is incompatible"

"What do you mean?

I thought to Ren, who has the face that I don't really know, just for a moment doing her gaze at the universe wondering how the sorceress who finished moisturizing her hair explained it. Throw a question to Ren.

"You think there's a god?

"Well, aren't you there?

Respond that you believe in the reality of God without question. The influence of the Church is particularly strong for people of rural origin like Len. You take it for granted that there is a God, or you don't question the reality because they say you are from a young child.

To him like that, the sorceress shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't think I am. That's all."

If you only take the Church's teachings, you don't think about the reality of God or anything. However, higher education raises doubts about nature and the reality of God.

The sorceress thinks that at least there is no god as in the classics. That's all it takes to close the path to the mysterious realm and make the mysteries unusable.

"This is a borrowed word, but 'materialism is too firm'. You can't be a phenomenon without knowing what you don't know. If you fail, if you succeed, because of the accumulation of things called" this way it will happen, "you lose enough weight to be credible with monotheistic religions called" kasabe "for things outside of observation."

"After all, I just don't know..."

"You don't have to worry about the details. You'll be able to use it.... right. Perhaps it would be better if we didn't have the land for upbringing like you, depending on how we teach it, we could use our secrets and our magic to a sufficient level. - Let me see."

Saying so, the sorceress sits next to Ren.

Pull over the chair all the way, even closer. Fluffy, blonde hair tickled her cheeks, and the hot, high body temperature of the sorceress transmitted the air to Ren's skin.

The sorceress lifts her hair and tries to peek in from next door to look at the Biblical wording in Ren's hand with her fingers.

"Yeah. Compared to the hard copy of the Bible, the expression is classic and hard to understand. In the meantime, read it out loud. The sound of the sound is important because it is based on reading and listening to the Bible, so that's a lot different. Skip the part where you're elaborate on expressions just to rhyme. And if you know the historical context, you'll understand. For example -"

Camisole cord, shorts bedtime. Touch so that your arms are pressed out of your shoulders. Soft. Girl.

Blood climbs on Ren's head. The pulsating sound of the temple vessels is loud. Unconsciously, my gaze turns to the witch magician's chest, or to my thighs. I think I'm going to relax with weird enthusiasm that my heart may be beating high from the contact area, or more importantly, my lower heart may be distracted.

I'm sorry for the sorceress who tells me so seriously, but it's not something I could concentrate on very much. But the sorceress teaches Ren in good faith. Let reason without be mobilized in total so as not to manage to overhear it.

"- I don't know. Looks like we have all the relevant literature, and for now, here's the thing."

I look up unexpectedly from the state I was peering into the book.

"I don't know, do you?

The witch magician's face staring at herself from close range overlapped when she laughed defenselessly in the kitchen.

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Pump, and Ren's thread of reason nearly broke.

My head almost turned white. My right hand almost moved. I wanted to push down the witch magician's shoulder, hug him and feel soft. I wanted to take Camisole's shoulder strap off and see without any extra clean body hidden away.

It's not a beautiful emotion like I like it or it's loving. I was about to be flushed by an impulse I broke out of my head.

At the moment when all the humane words were about to go away, there was only one thing left in my head, the words.

Be sure to tell them what you are patient with.

"Ah, seniors...!

"What? I'll answer your questions properly."

"It's not like that. I've been patient."

With his left hand, he keeps his right hand, which he moves on his own, in pain.

Remembering Mr. Sister's words, Ren, who regained his reason in critical ways, tells his feelings thoughtfully.

"Actually, I can't wait to see when my senior is in an apron, or in his current sleeping clothes, or he's cute and excited."

"... what?

I guess it took a while for my head to understand what they said.

Put it between beats and blush your face bright red.

I feel like I can see hot air and hot air. The sorceress distanced herself from the chair by chair and held her own shoulder.

It was an action to block Ren's gaze and cover himself, but it's counterproductive. Soft breasts are brought in and the valley is highlighted.

Ren pulled his gaze off as hard as he could, and he got depressed.

"Well, when I'm near you or touching your senior's clean body, I don't know... I'm sorry I'm about to turn my head white and want to see more or touch you. It sucks, right, me?"

"Hey, uh, no"

The sorceress puts her mouth in a state where she can't even respond properly.

Ren can't see her properly. It's embarrassing if you're saying this. I'm so excited for you. It's a shame to tell you. Still, Ren squeezes out the dialogue when he doesn't want to just do something irrevocable.

"But be patient. Weird thing is, I would never do it! That's all I wanted to tell you. Oh, my God. Sorry, that's all!

That's all Ren says, holds a few books and pulls them into the bathroom. I was very unwilling to wait for the sorcerer to react.

That's what I said. It is decided that they thought it was disgusting. I might be angry with Len's words by now and packing up my stuff. Then I think that's fine. When Ren is an asshole and helpless idiot, that's the story.

As advised by the regular Mr Sister, I informed him that I was patient. I have no regrets about that in itself. Without that advice, I didn't know what I was doing. I'm really glad to hear from you today.

However, when I thought I might have been disappointed, I was scared.

The back that was brought to the tub slips as it drifts.

Nothing I can do about it reminds me of closing my eyes even at this stage.

Softness of the two arms touched by the arms. The smell of hot water tickling your nose. The valley of the chest, which was pulled over and highlighted.

"Stupid or I..."

This is it from the side where I said I wouldn't do anything weird.

Self-loathing coming from the fact that reason was about to fly filled my chest.

Maybe the sorceress came to Ren's house because she knows Ren has someone she likes. I snuck into the day I liked Slave Girl, Confession in the Temple. I had told her I had someone I liked for a puffy and a witch magician. So the sorceress is exposed to such a defenseless attitude that Ren, who has other thinkers, can't possibly do anything weird.

Even so, I am.

"You suck..."

That's not what witches do.

Someone who is stronger than me, has a clear will, has a great brightness in challenging reality, and the value of that person advancing to a goal is not something you can look at in your own crappy eyes.

Ren opens the Divine Book.

Hang and challenge your friends with anger towards you.

The sorceress said she could not use the secret miracle. At the same time, Ren might be able to use it.

You'll be able to do what he can't.

That way I felt like I could just get something back.

"All of it, I'll load you......!

I'm off tomorrow anyway. As he spent the night torturing his head, Ren relied on the bathroom lights to start looking through the original.