All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Ichiki was nervous.

The hand giving the letter is puffy and trembling against his will. It's a feeling I haven't remembered in a long time that body control doesn't work.

Sneaking up his gaze, Len looked like he was in trouble, someone that Ichiki had heard from his sister and Volcano.

"Letter......? Why, to me?

"I, Mr. Volcano, asked for Len's place, and, uh, so...!

"Uh, to Mr. Aniki?

"Yes!

I have blood on my head and my mouth doesn't turn well.

I'm sorry, embarrassed, but I think back to when I've never been so nervous.

When I was guided to my birthplace library, I was greatly moved. When I first went in, I was just filled with anger.

I dug back into my memory, and I noticed.

It was probably the first time I was born.

"What do you mean, Ichiki knows Mr. Aniki?

"Yes! That's right!

"I see. Doesn't look like that at all..."

What is it like, to be seen?

Essentially, Ichiki examines the person before meeting someone. Wash your background, explore family structure, and get a complete picture of what to do.

But this time, I didn't do it.

Of course, I was able to find out as much as I wanted to. But I felt like I shouldn't.

Because I asked my brother who looked like him.

I swelled my chest in anticipation because I didn't know him in detail, so that I could be pushed by the impulse, but I kept visiting.

"Um, so, when I'm here, I'm willing to offer...!

Someone who seems to know, someone who doesn't. It took a lot more courage than Ichiki herself had expected to deal with those whom only interest and aspiration had recruited.

"I'm glad you took it, but..."

I was saying it, and my heart squished by accident.

Ever since I heard it from someone who looked like my brother and my sister, I have been making people wonder what kind of hall I would be. When I heard that Volcano acted with someone who looked like his brother, I spoke to him about what he was like. He told me he knew the house, and he was listening to his friend Murina, who was aggressive towards the opposite sex, and he followed me to ask.

I wanted to try and tie a new edge with someone.

I thought if that was someone like my brother who saved my own heart and that of my sister, I would be fine.

Although.

What did you think you would receive?

……

Weren't you thinking of something because in this country, which was ahead of you in despair, we met miraculously with brothers and sisters in a contract, and we made nice friends as if we were normal people?

It can't be any more, such as the miracle that I need from others, abhorred and sold off by the blood of my birthplace.

My head got cold.

I was ashamed of myself when I thought of it. My own stupidity in trying to ask for something more than just now made my heart eagle.

It was when I wrote to you and wanted to apologize for my disrespect and walk away.

"Well, if it's from Aniki, I'll take it for now."

"Ah."

Ren received a letter from Ichiki.

The hand I was offering warmed up from my fingertips. Ichiki felt her feelings clearer.

"Is this a message or something? It's beautiful, but why do you have plum branches?

"No, both together, it is my feeling!

"Yes?"

In contrast to a decent ren, Ichiki's expression gorges with a clear mind.

Smile happily together at the fingertips of both emptied hands, and then the chicken becomes a glitch.

"Well, I'd like to offer you some extravagance, but if you don't mind responding..."

"Reply...? Huh? It's not a message from Mr. Aniki, this. What do you mean?"

I was stared at with confused eyes and my eyes met. In Ichiki's consciousness, which has been a bee since the beginning of the visit, I saw my face firmly for the first time.

Pompous, the head of the chicken was boiled. Hide your feverish face with two sleeves, like you don't even know what you've been told.

"Heh, I enclose something for your reply. Well, if it bothers you, I'm glad you burned it down......!

"No, you said burn it down!? Exactly. I wouldn't be rude about that, though!

"Oh, thank you!

The answer to receiving my feelings and taking care of me struck me in the chest of a chicken.

"Now if you'll excuse me! Don't take care of yourself because it's a cold time at night."

"Oh, hey, hey."

The praiseworthy chicken is aware of the lawlessness, and walks away with a fast leg. I think it was stopped, but it was full of figs right now.

Build a people-paying junction where corners are bent. Avoid the eyes and then take a breath with your hands on your chest.

"... ugh"

Especially when my heart was making a small chopping noise.

Remember the interaction I just had, my cheeks get hot with shame. I couldn't even get a decent answer. What a loser. Absolutely, they must have thought of me as a pitiful little girl.

"I, too, am still immature..."

Drop your shoulders snugly, then this time bring Ren's figure to mind.

"That's Len, so there you go."

I feel more like I didn't look like my brother than I imagined. If you think about it, it's only natural that my brother died when he wasn't even in his mid-teens.

Some aspects were responsible for a wing of upset when the image of his brother, who was only a child, preceded him and surprised him when a young man of his age came out who was getting rough.

Ren and my brother have different upper backs. Different way to deal with yourself, too. More importantly, your voice is different. There are fewer overlapping images, and I still don't know what my sister said she looked like my brother with.

But as such, Ichiki puts her sleeve against her mouth.

"Hehe."

For some reason, I didn't care about such differences.

Maybe that's because I was happy with the words I got. Maybe it was because they didn't show any attitude toward you. Maybe it's because Ren's honesty was perceived with only a few interactions.

What's written in the letter that Ichiki gave Len is commonplace.

I wanted to interact with someone who looked like my brother in an exchange of letters.

Big as you want more than that. I didn't do that. Swear, that's all.

If I hear back, I'll write again. If not, I miss you, but let's give up.

"Communication, I hope I can..."

With too modest a wish for luxury, Ichiki went home to her sister's waiting base.