All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Oh, and my melancholy breath dropped zero.

Murina, walking slowly, was depressed with a dark face.

After one incident with Ren, I should have talked to the female swordsman and got back on my feet. I still had to give up. I was breathing. That's how even today, I came to explore a dungeon where Ren and I meet face to face.

That said, if I had to see him, I would have taken a less than necessary attitude.

"What to do..."

Words without a place to go dissolved in the universe and disappeared.

A worrying regret was swirling in Mullina's chest.

At the beginning of the day, trying to greet Ren as usual, I failed. The moment I saw Ren, what happened last night flashed back and turned away. Ren, too, must have been awkward. I never stuffed the distance from the other side, dragged that atmosphere and ended up staying weird air all day.

Create an atmosphere that's hard to face and bite your lower lip to see what you're going to do.

More importantly, it makes you happy to see each other. It is important that you speak freely and treat them with love. If you are repelled from seeing me, it will not lead to the next.

I don't think it should be like this.

In that attitude, we just fall into a vicious circle that keeps Ren away. I absolutely don't like that. I didn't like it, but I couldn't get an answer on how it would work.

Why not, I ask myself.

"I like Len, but I like him"

A commonly rooted feeling in me follows my mouth out.

Mullina likes Len.

I like it, it's important, I want it, I want you to give yourself up and take it.

Yet it doesn't work.

Just because you like it doesn't work. That reminded me so much last night that I didn't want to.

Mullina's inability to capture Ren's mind is not just because everything Ren has someone she likes. I kind of know what I'm missing.

Yet I can't do anything about it myself.

Even if it's for Ren.

"... you're a nasty woman, me"

I didn't feel like going home with masochistic feelings, and on my way home, I was visiting the park to change my mood.

It's a little off the square. The view of the tree-lined sidewalks is cold this season, which is also deepening in winter.

Seems to represent my feelings, I mock myself for thinking.

I don't like winter.

It's cold, dark, and hard to live.

Think of it, it was winter when my brother pulled out the holy sword and my mother died.

……

Hmm, and my lonely exhaled breath stains white.

It's time for my mother's death. Join my brother, let's go to the grave. Decide on an appointment that has nothing to do with Len.

Murina stopped to the shadow walking from across the street. You can't go wrong with the characteristic outfit you can see from a distance.

Looks like they noticed Mullina over there. Glamour the look without hiding the joy.

"Not in Mulina. Good to see you!

A beautiful exotic girl, a fig.

Friends who rely on coincidences and meet occasionally. It's because it's an unpredictable encounter, that Ichiki is softly delighted just to meet. Her glittering smile was too glittering for Murina right now.

"This is what I'm missing..."

"Yes?"

Today, even the trick of slinging his neck was dastardly overflowing.

Mulina was sitting on a bench set up on a tree-lined street with Ichiki.

The chicken was shuddering puffy with her sleeves covered in red with plenty of cloth. I felt like crap, so I tried not to cover up my conversation with Ren, and the intolerable chicken became apparent.

"Murina, what do you call it..."

I did the grate and gaze over there and got lost in the words. To name a few, the chicken managed to narrow down the dialogue with a trembling mouth.

"You're so passionate......!

"... right"

I guess so.

I'm too direct.

Mulina wanted Ren. That's why I went into action. I don't regret it in itself.

The results just didn't come with it.

And we know what caused the failure.

"I've taken him lightly."

Sounds good when it comes to passion, but it's selfish. I thought I was too close. I'm aware of that.

Hearing Mullina's regrets, Ichiki softly lowers her sleeve and becomes magical too.

"It's a difficult place, what's the distance between people's minds?"

"Yeah, it's hard."

I'm flattered to hear Ichiki say something that respects others first, Murina thinks.

I never compared myself to anyone until now. It didn't make any special sense for Murina to compare herself to a human being of a different nature.

But now Mulina was jealous of the chicken.

Murina can't think first about others. My feelings go first.

"Damn woman, me"

"You don't have to do that. Murina's guiding principles are full of power to move forward!

It doesn't mean comforting the stupid Mullina, but strongly encouraging.

"Your strength is the strength that clears the way. That's the kind of Mullina I learned to act on, isn't it?

"Behavior? I mean, there's been some progress with Ichiki."

"Yes!"

The bounced voice returns.

"As a matter of fact, I was able to give the sentence directly to the Lord of the Examples!

He is struck by a sense of defeat that is likely to be purified by his glittering purity.

"Oh well... literature. Yeah, that's great."

This is it. This sense of distance wasn't enough, was it?

Oh, and a sigh leaks out of Mullina's mouth.

How I mistook that, Ichiki swelled her cheeks.

"Hey, why should I! That, compared to Mullina's aggressiveness, could be a treat for your child! This is a courageous achievement for me!?

"I know. So that's not what happened earlier."

Smile and shake your head at cute chickens up to angry tricks.

I guess this is what I'm missing.

Consideration, devotion, and deep itching.

If they are worn with character, they become as attractive as the girl in front of them. That's why I say if Mullina can wear it, I'm sure she can't.

I envy you, I think.

I feel very hissed to envy someone else's that I don't have.

I was trying to grasp everything I wanted. That's the character. I know for myself, and there's already a line in me that I can't give way to.

Because he had this personality, he couldn't be like a chicken.

"Hey, Ichiki."

"... why should I"

"What kind of person is the person in your letter?

I also ask as I grin bitterly at the windy attitude that is still a bit obstinate.

"I've only met you once, so it's hard to say what I am.... Ah! In the meantime, you have the merit of diving to the deepest part of the dungeon to benefit!

"Oh, wow."

That's just the first time you've seen a chicken? At least, it's impossible for Ren.

When you can get to the deepest part of the dungeon, it's a lot of power. Then I wonder if you're older. Somehow, I feel like an older person would look good on a chicken. In the same generation, somehow, if the specs are too high a tick, she's going to cripple them just by treating them favorably.

In that regard, if you are someone who can go as far as the deepest part of the dungeon, you are in tune with the chicken.

While they were having an age-like conversation, a white bird and a pussy came down.

Unlike a little Mullina, when the chicken offers her hand, she stops at her fingertips. Don't be a painting, I find it uncomfortable after I admire it.

If you look closely, it was a folded piece of paper, not a bird of life.

"... that, possibly, correspondence reply?

"Yes!"

The era when postal services were underdeveloped was originally used as a means of communication that is highly hidden and accurate even in modern times. Very advanced witchcraft. Specifically, witchcraft of the kind used in the exchange of state secrets.

I was bitterly laughing that I would use that in my personal correspondence, and a tick reading the text was shaking my hand.

I look in my face worried that something was wrong.

"What's wrong, Ichiki?

"Uh, the... Bu, the correspondence was accepted..."

"Yeah."

Well, I don't know what that means when a pretty girl like Ichiki hands me a letter and says no to correspondence. Nor does Murina pinch any doubts there that she would normally accept.

"I mean, I couldn't read it..."

"Huh? Why?

"It's the one that broke the typeface and spelled it out..."

"... it's, again"

Even though I used the language of my native country of figs, when I asked, I got an unexpected answer.

The height of Ichiki's upbringing is the form behind it. Sometimes the specs are too high to fail, Mullina taps the shoulder of the chicken lightly.

"You'd better write it in regular typeface, wouldn't you?

"… I will"

"Mmm, good luck, Ichiki"

"Yes! Mullina, too, its...... try not to work too hard!

"Phew, yeah"

The two girls laugh at each other face to face.

I gently supported each other in the walk of a friend who had a different charm than I did.