All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

"Hmm. Today, I'm finally done with my work."

A small singing voice was sounding.

It's like a cheerful nose song, and I can't feel the delight of fine dust. Singing at a volume unreachable to those around her is a woman in private clothes who looks like her early twenties. He is a regular Mr. Sister who works in a church treatment center.

Regular Mr. Sister was headed to the square where the slave girl was after work.

Whatever Ren is doing, his relationship will be confusing, but the routine of Mr. Regular Sister remains the same. Building a stable living environment, her career is, as usual, a job with a certain number of obnoxious customers, and a very unwelcome workplace with a superior feeling of sexual harassment. There's no way I can't resist stress, whether I'm used to it or not.

"I'm not going to lose them to my boss, they're not going away. Tomorrow, I'm sure it won't go away."

Everyone thinks about it once. Singing a song about improvised workplaces that can't disappear, Mr. Regular Sister heads to Park Square.

The stress I've put in is not relieved enough to sneak up on someone else at a volume that won't bother me. Then it was when I entered the entrance to Park Square where Slave Girl was, trying to get her to spit out the stupidity clean and refreshing as usual, that Mr. Regular Sister stopped her legs perfectly.

"Oh."

I had a client.

It is a woman with glasses who is in front of a slave girl wearing an old piercing coat and a leather collar around her neck. You look like a woman with a good vibe, Mr. Regular Sister had that impression.

Such a woman was offering a thousand phosphorus to a slave girl.

"It's been a while. It's the second time...... thank you"

I received the thousand phosphorous notes I was offered.

The sign can be undone.

The moment when the hidden mouth is revealed is fascinating even from the regular sisters of the same sex.

"Of course you are!!!! Slave girls always answer when asked!!!!! Huh!"

Slave girl's beauty unleashes a shining sales smile.

"Don't tell me once or twice, you can come as many times as you want without hesitation when you have a problem!!!! Come on!!!!! I hope you shout out loud what you want to say!!!!

Slave girl's husky voice blows through Park Square. Regular Mr. Sister observes the interaction as he is healed by the voices of slave girls who are used to hearing.

Mr. Regular Sister, the most repeated slave girl, knows. There are roughly two types of people who come here.

Whether it's to talk positive content to slave girls to increase their sense of self-affirmation, or to talk negative and spit out dark feelings.

This time the reporter, to observe from the atmosphere, is clearly the latter.

"Actually, since we last talked about it, we've been planning to start a magazine for adventurers."

"Good job on your new job!!!!!!

"The dungeon changes its appearance in the labyrinth. That's why it's the purpose of the adventurers to gain the trust of putting together public opinion and how it affects the dungeon by disseminating useful information about the dungeon via a publication called Magazine, while interviewing and other people as reporters to collect more information and continue to disseminate accurate information."

"You are such a meaningful project!!!!! Besides the great idea, I'm thinking about the future!!!! Everything uses the most energy at first!!!! It's my first hard work!!!!!

Well, the regular Sister I was hearing beside me is impressive.

The dungeon, a different space, is formed by the emotions of the people of the town. For this reason, some adventurers check town information via newspapers and other media to predict fluctuations in the dungeons.

When it comes to such advanced hazard management, it doesn't necessarily apply to all adventurers.

There are many adventurers that know nothing about town public opinion in the first place, and anticipating fluctuations in public opinion flows and dungeons requires years of experience.

That would have been particularly common for newcomers and intermediates if public opinion had been put together in the form of a professional magazine for adventurers.

"I thought that if we could share the information that each adventurer had so far only accumulated empirically with many layers, we could also expect to level up the whole thing by compiling from time to time considerations such as interviews with veteran adventurers and conversely, columns about the reality of new adventurers and comparisons of public opinion when there were actually fluctuations in the dungeons"

"It is not only the dissemination of information, but also the collection that embodies the essence of the information medium!!!!! I can only say that I recognize and use the effectiveness of a medium called magazine!!!!

"Yes. I was also feeling rewarded. The purchasing layer also narrows down to the demand of adventurers, so it was easy to anticipate the number of copies issued. I was able to successfully convince my boss to go through with the plan... but the problem is, the temple"

Temple, said the regular Sister, leaning down his neck.

Indeed, the Temple conducts censorship of publications. It is not legally binding, but all industries are concerned about the Church because the authority of the Temple is immense in this country.

What is more, when it comes to dungeons, adventurers would be the general image, but they are actually under the control of the Church. So I know I can ask you to come to the church.

However, even a regular Mr. Sister who keeps himself in the Church does not think that the purpose of the plan is contrary to the Church's philosophy. It should normally pass lightly.

"I didn't think there was much of a problem here. It is not radical because of the contents of the publication, nor is there any element that conflicts with the Church's teachings, something that can help adventurers in their activities. I was hoping you could do a content check when publishing..."

The reporter covers his face with trembling hands about what he remembered by saying so much.

"I can't talk to the person I'm dealing with at all......!

"That's tough!!!!!!!!!!"

"Yes, it's really hard, what the hell am I supposed to do..."

The reporter, who hides his expression with his hands, squeezes out his trembling voice.

"I was prepared for some rebellion because I was going to do something new, but it's not a rebellion or anything like that. Even if you go to a meeting at work, they'll listen to you as if you had nothing to do with it. It doesn't matter, or I even feel like I'm headed to the temple just to be heard extensively about the doctrine of that person."

"I see!!!!! You are a very troubled person!!!!!!"

Mmm, and Mr. Regular Sister frowns.

People who don't make sense are everywhere. A friend who doesn't make sense, a boss who doesn't make sense, a customer who doesn't make sense, and someone who communicates as long as they're human.

But if you're in your own church, it's a problem. Perhaps this should be a whistleblower, and a regular Sister puts her thoughts on improving the organization.

"I don't even understand that people-to-people interactions need sorting. I can't help talking to others!!!! I find it very cumbersome to work with someone who hasn't been able to distinguish their work story from their own!!!!! Damn, I'd love to try that aspect once!!!!!

"I'm Ez Ann."

"Ugh."

On the name told, the mouth of the slave girl, who usually spits out even full affirmation, was shut for a moment. Rarely, my eyes swim a little to choose the words.

At the same time, Mr. Regular Sister's face turned out to be very awkward.

"That's right. He is the 'Virgin' Ease Anne, who is also credited with being a useful actor in that revolution. Somehow the person is acting as a non-negotiable member of censorship. You don't know what that means, do you? But it's true."

"Oh yeah!!!!! I think that's very hard for Hondo too!!!!!"

The reporter slowly lowers his hand, which was covering his face, and continues to gloom.

He is a person who is surprisingly uninterested in authority. Whether there is a back shield behind the church or not, the expressionless predecessor at work of Mr. Regular Sister, Ease Ann, will not change his words and behavior. That's why it's troublesome.

"The problem isn't just that it doesn't make sense. At first, I had no idea what she meant, but lately, for some reason, I feel like the teachings of Master Ez Ann are getting a little stained on me..."

Speaking of which, if I didn't think I'd see much at work lately, they'd be doing an outside person's response. I can't help but wonder what the hell my boss is thinking about putting that guy in charge outside the negotiations.

Nevertheless, the effect of faceless seniors' secrets is immense, but it is a bit too immense to use on the human body, which is why there is a convergence of views. There was an old incident where people to be treated were inadvertently wiped out with purification, so there's no way they could use a secret if it wasn't for when they were cornered.

"When we talk about work and somehow we listen to that one person over and over again whose response becomes a passage in the divine scripture and leads us to theory, it doesn't matter about work and it raises questions about how the world is. I'm scared that I'm wrong... or that everything in this world is wrong."

"Oh, calm down!!!!! Ignoring reality doesn't make one good thing!!!!!! People, no matter how hard and unreasonable they are, live with reality as the foundation!!!!! Remember what you've been piling up!!!! You have lived so splendidly!!!!"

"But it is!

The reporter's eyes on how erosion is beginning at the ideological level, not at the work level, hold a suspicious light.

"There's nothing good about it in real life, so rinse."

Right, and Mr. Regular Sister nodded inadvertently.

There's nothing in real life that you can do. Exactly. Reality is a relentless exploitation of human beings. All I can say is that the world is wrong about the fact that good and serious people are the targets of evil.

"What the hell is reality!? If painful is reality and enduring intolerable is life, isn't it the ideal place depicted in the divine scriptures that is right!? Isn't the Virgin's words still the truth and this world still wrong!? Shouldn't I be baptized by her and sink myself into teaching!?

The reporter, who ate the Virgin's theory where he was too tired of his work and reality, had a slightly worse eye on the other side of his glasses.

"Yes! Let's start with the Rejoice! If you abandon your status as a reporter, give up all your wealth, say goodbye to the secular and live your life as a nun, you will get happiness!? If marriage becomes a forbidden priest, when I get home my parents say," Marriage yet? You're 20 years old, aren't you? 'Or' No good people?...... ha. Don't grandchildren just want 'em or something!?

I was a little unsure of my parents and my regular sisters in insulation, but it was a very real cry.

The consultation is flying over there, but still the slave girl vocalizes to pick it up and manage to shed her heart's starch.

"I know it's hard to have unilateral expectations!!!! Parents or whatever, pushing self convenience and desire is a heavy pressure!!!! But the solution is too fundamental in different directions!!!!! There must be other means for filial piety!!!!!

"No, there isn't. Not for the people that year."

I assure you clearly.

"I don't have anything to go home to! I can't tell my parents how successful I am at work. Isn't it strange that a society is not considered to be moving forward unless you are married and have children!? Me, I'm supposed to be making quite a social contribution!?

"It's..."

Where the timing is very bad, enough has passed.

If enough passes, the slave girl takes the sign to her mouth and returns to the quiet beautiful girl. Of course, I wish I had retrieved the thousand lins again, but the reporter never retrieved his wallet.

The reporter smiles suspiciously when he pulls out the undesirable side halfway and blows it off in a weird direction.

"Oh, is it over? But I've spit it out a lot and I know... hehe, it's still better than spending the rest of my life doing nothing about reality -"

"One moment please"

Of course, Mr. Regular Sister is not responsible. I wasn't responsible, but I didn't live in such a clever way that I could let go and look and pretend not to see. As a fan of slave girls, I don't like it when the results of all affirmations end up shaking off in weird directions, and it's junior's job to soak up the unending of seniors at work, puts my hand on the reporter's shoulder.

"I'm a passing Sister."

"Oh, is that right? Why is the church better? Maybe he's the one who leads the teaching."

"No, sir."

He is a regular Mr. Sister who recognizes himself as a common sense person. I say no clearly because I have trouble being put together with myself and my faceless predecessor, who has no faith in much.

"I didn't even feel like I could solve your problem, so I called to talk to you. My senior did something I'm so sorry about. There are so many things I want to apologize for, why don't we talk about it in the coffee shop, if you don't mind?

"No, I'm already - that? Could you…"

A reporter blinks at what he notices. Curiosity dwelt in her eyes, staring seriously at Mr. Regular Sister's face.

"I changed my mind. Please let me come with you."

"Good. So, there's a good coffee shop nearby, shall we go there? I've been working there for a long time, and I think I can help you with something because I'd like to talk to senior citizens."

Slave girl snuggles with her mouth hidden with a sign that she is likely to return without the use of all affirmations. Slave girls also look forward to interacting with regular sisters, just as regular sisters look forward to all the affirmations of slave girls.

"Oh, speaking of slave girls"

The slave girl, who dwells in her eyes with an apology for letting her take on the unfinished business of her own, is called by the regular Mr. Sister to tilt her neck.

"Something tells me you're going to make a new party, Len. I had a new girl. A blonde girl who looks so close and a girl in an eastern costume, this is another sooo cute girl"

It is Mr. Sister who had also decided to take sides with Ren, who falls in love with a slave girl for just a moment. Actually, "What are you doing, this guy," she sneaks up on the party content that she was bringing two girls, secretly frustrated.

I wonder what your reaction would be, and ask for the look on the face of a slave girl with wild horse guts.

……

To the quiet smile of the slave girl, there was no change.

Ma, shrugging her shoulders wondering if it was something like that, Mr. Regular Sister started walking with reporters.

……

Slave girl, she was hardened with a smile.

One of the guests who comes a little often. Beautiful girl in Eastern costume, that she was at Len's party of adventurers.

Whatever you think, it's about the chicken that's been running away from home and vacating the house the last few days. It is about your dear sister, the slave girl.

Of course, slave girls trust their sister's excellence. I guess she's hanging out with Heppo Rentaro's party with some intent.

But that's it.

"Um, no...!

If anything happens to my pretty sister, I will never forgive her.

Aside from Mr. Regular Sister's intentions, a hatred point for Ren had been added.