All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

The start is still ahead, but the provisional members have been decided.

The day after Mullina's solicitation was a success. Ren, who refused and apologized to Dick for inviting him to the party after his quest, was next reporting to his leader.

"Right. Are you gonna make a party too?"

He is the one who has been taken care of since he came to this city. The secret leader nodded smudgingly as Ren reported forming a new party with Mullina that the story should be quicker.

"Whatever Dick's guy is, I'm not sure it's up to you."

"Yes. Oh, fine, I've made some impulsive decisions..."

"Ha, that's fine. It's important to plan, but it's more important to decide to do it."

Be an elderly man and your own predecessor. Laughing and holding back Ren, who makes him look even more anxious now that he's been taken care of this past year.

"But you do. If you guys make plans so fast, maybe I'll be a little less adventurous."

"Huh? What do you mean?

"No, you and Dick would each throw a new party, wouldn't you? Then I'm going to make some time for you guys to dress up as a new party as we continue to party."

While exploring the usual way to earn a living by the time the party is dissolved, the Rens will make a period for the Rens to get used to partying together.

"Whatever it is, I'm relieved."

Sieg puts his hand on Len's shoulder, who is moved to see if he cares so much.

"Ren, I'll take care of Mullina."

Oh, something's wrong.

Len, knowing that the leader had been Mullina's guardian in the past, sweated coldly at the strength of his hands on his shoulders.

But the leader has a clear look that every worry has been resolved.

"I haven't told you yet, but there were some places where I wanted Mullina's generation to be at the party where I was totally new."

"Heh. Really?"

"Oh. Mullina would have a tough personality, wouldn't she? I was hoping that my attitude towards others would be a little softer when dealing with my generation because I was in the flying class... I didn't know it would be this far."

How far is the relationship?

I got a question up to my throat, but I felt shitty not to ask.

"Haha, that's right"

Long overdue, Ren eventually recieves without difficulty. It's just a postponement, but time matters.

Ren finishes his report by continuing to sweat cold with a nasty atmosphere. Speaking of which, he recalls.

I got a new letter from Ichiki last night.

What a coincidence, she was the one Mullina invited. The letter was followed to that effect.

And when they looked at each other, Murina was told to remain absolutely silent about the exchange of letters in elegant but temperamental writing.

Why is that? It's a good thing you know your face beforehand, when you try to leave the temple with your neck tilted.

"Rah."

A bouncing voice called Ren's name.

It's Mulina. Waiting at the temple exit, she greets Ren with her hands together behind her back and at the top. Though thrilled with Murina, who is a little closer, Ren manages to be nothing.

"Report to Mr. Sieg, done?

"Yeah. He said congratulations."

"Good. So, why don't we go home together until we're on our way?

When I hear it from her, it's a conversation back home where she went to greet her parents, who are socializing.

Not realizing that the outer moat is buried there anyway, Ren, walking with Mulina, wonders if she will stop going to Slave Girl's today.

Of course I'm taking Mullina, but last time, I accidentally confessed to one of the reasons. Slave girls aren't sweet. The next time you see him, he'll definitely say no. As things stand, he's hesitant to go to Park Square.

"Mr. Sieg, you're a really good man."

"I'm not just a good person. You look at people closely and move them, don't you? You should be a leader like Mr. Sieg."

"Ugh. It's far away."

We chat as we walk side by side.

And when we broke up, I thought of fu.

"Yes, Mullina. Will you tell Ichiki that you want to meet her on holiday the day after tomorrow, if possible?

"Yeah, okay."

After Ren and I broke up, Mullina stopped on that one.

A pompous word as I look at Len's back as he walks away.

"I thought you told Ren the name of Ichiki"

Explore memories, but I'm not sure if I told you or not. I tried for a while to remember, but in the end I walked home wondering if it was okay.

I don't get a response.

Ichiki exhaled a melancholy breath by the window.

It was last night that Ichiki sent a letter to Len. It doesn't have to be replied to so quickly, naturally, but I feel like my throat is twisted and tight with cotton. Wrong, so much so that even vomiting blood is likely.

Nevertheless, Ichiki calms her own mind.

As far as Mullina tells me, the activity of the new party should start in the spring. There's still time. You can hit as many fabric stones as you want without misunderstanding.

"That's right. Not in such a hurry..."

"I'm home. Ichiki, are you there?

"Yes, welcome back. Why should I?"

Answer a call from downstairs Murina back home.

Spent a few days in the house with me. Ichiki and Murina are totally friends.

"I'm roughly sorry about the chores. Dinner is served and ready to cook."

"Thanks. You're as perfect as ever. Just a little different."

I'll tell you what to do, even as I thank the chickens who at some point are totally doing their chore cooking.

"In the meantime, we talked about creating a new party."

"Yes, I look forward to participating!

"Good! The day after tomorrow, I was supposed to meet you, but are you okay with the plans for the chicken?

"Ofu."

A chicken suddenly stepped in, responding in a casual manner.

To the rare misconduct of Ichiki, Murina makes a point.

"Ofu?

"Yes, no, nothing!

I keep my mouth down with my sleeves. While making sure I'm not throwing up blood, I spin my head tight.

Bad. I haven't kept my mouth seal on Len tight. But the due date is the day after tomorrow. The letter also makes stabbing the nail irresistible.

It's a sudden story, and it's one hand to turn it down and postpone it when you say you have business.

But it is a bad idea to wait for Ren's reply any longer.

"Murina. There's one thing I need to tell you"

"What?"

A decent face to the chicken that cut off the mouth fire that this place is vital is eyelidly pure.

"Actually, I was trying to figure it out, and there was a misunderstanding I was postponing"

"Misunderstood? Something happened"

"Yes."

I nod forcefully at Mullina, who knows nothing.

"I'm similar to my brother I told you about before."

"Oh, you like chickens."

"That's a misunderstanding."

The chicken runs out clearly.

The pause turned to the rear. That's why you hit the fabric stone in case the facts of the communication leak.

"It was hard to say because Murina was misunderstood, but what I felt for her was closeness, curiosity, and closeness to aspirations. Never, never a romantic emotion."

intimacy, curiosity, and vision.

Listening to Ichiki's claims, Mulina tilts her little neck.

"Is that... no longer about half in love?

"Not at all like that!!

I assure you with no less impetus than my sister, the slave girl.

"Oh, yeah. I wish the chicken was like that..."

Murina, swallowed by momentum, pulls back.

But Murina feels that there are times when she doesn't really know how she feels in love. That's why I say what I have to say for my friends.

"But if you want to talk to me, don't hesitate, okay?

"………………………………………………………"

The goodwill of those close to him could not be rejected, he was a well-grown fig in the fundamental.

While smiling and dropping him off, Ichiki, who confirmed that Murina's signs had gone away, exhales loudly.

It's true that half of it is love.

But it's almost love.

"In the first place, I want every man's heart…"

Gently closing his eyes, Ichiki gently puts his hands on his chest and exhales.

There is no such thing.

It's just a matter of not making the feeling of liking come to fruition.

It's too easy.

Think about the problem of hitting it.

"If this happens, which side do you take, sister or Murina?"

What to do. Ichiki is basically on my sister's side, but given my sister's position, every relationship is difficult. I have a desire to support my friends, but I can also begin to cheaply side with Murina.

"In the end, it depends on Len's heart... oh"

It was a fig I was thinking about, but accidentally, I took something out of my sleeve.

It's a human rattle made of paper. The fluffy, floating paper doll became dust round the crust.

to the phenomenon, frowning.

"This will be the thirteenth time."

Someone's been on the lookout lately.

There's also a reason why Ichiki runs away from home and is at Mulina's because her neighborhood is being explored. I left my base impulsively at first, but since then I've noticed that I've been under the art of trying to find out where I am.

The idea is, honestly, there's too much. In the first place, Ichiki has many enemies in his position. I try not to be informed of my very existence, including my sister, but there are numerous people who want to find out who I am.

"Reverse detection… Again, it's easy to stop"

I shrugged to find out who I was dealing with, and then I shook my wear quietly.

If I can do that, I do it all the time.

It's a problem because you can't.

After several detections, Ichiki, convinced that his opponent's purpose was himself, decided to leave the base in order not to get his sister involved by mistake. Or I thought I was setting a goal for myself in the course of my sister's search, but at this stage I don't leave the spectrum of speculation.

More importantly, I can't grasp the intent of the detection method.

"In this country… and by extension, we are doing terrible things in this city, such as dealing with mystical areas other than monotheistic origin"

With a difficult face, I shrugged.