All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Ren had been summoned to Ichiki that day.

It is a communication by the little bird in the letter. The matter was not noted and I immediately skipped the reply because it meant that I would like to see you in the near future. Ichiki, who had waited earlier, bowed his head deeply when he saw Ren's face.

"I'm sorry I called you today."

"No, no, no, no. Feel free to call me."

Ask her low profile attitude to give her a head up in a hurry.

Ren was still a little unfamiliar with the politeness of the chicken.

Mullina, there's an atmosphere where you talk casually even if you don't change your tone, but when you talk to Ren, it's polite as if you've worn one.

Others behave relatively well to Ren. There's a distance. It's my generation. Whatever the gender difference, I ask even though I wish you could pack one more step of your mind distance and treat Frank a little more.

"So, what's going on today?

"Nothing else. You know the business of all affirmative slave girls."

"You mean the slave girl?

It's an unexpected topic. This could be a chance to get along with a common story, and Ren's voice plays naturally.

"I know Ichiki, too. You're an amazing girl, aren't you, slave girl?"

"Yes, I am the most respectful one. Above all, I was his sister."

"Yes!?

Surprise leaked out of Ren's throat. It exceeded the prediction that it could be the same regular. Seriously, I look at the face of a chicken.

Face, hair color, nothing that Ichiki and Slave Girl have in common.

Still, if Ichiki is my sister, I'm pretty sure she is. Even Len knows she's not the one to tell useless lies.

"Actually, I pinched it in my little ear a little bit, but Len, you like that one, don't you?"

"Ugh, yeah."

"Again. Good."

It's a little embarrassing, but it's not even something to hide. Honestly nodding, Ichiki smiled and said something amazing with both hands together elegantly.

"Me, I know you two are both thinking."

Ichiki was sneaking a peek at Park Square.

At the end of his gaze are two sisters, one with a sign in his usual outfit and the other with Ren standing in front of him.

Slave girl, she likes Len.

Suddenly Ren was greatly confused by the information revealed. But Ichiki persuaded me strongly. While there was a mighty lover named Mullina, he was forced to make a breakthrough with Ren for his sister's romantic accomplishments, which resulted in him stomping through his confession.

Far from standing in grandeur. My eyes are swimming. He presses his palms firmly against the hem of his trousers to see if the hand sweat from the tension is terrible.

"Slave girl."

Usually, Ren always gives the slave girl a thousand lins here.

But today I opened my mouth from Ren without paying a thousand phosphorus.

"As I said before, I like you. On the day I first got all the affirmations, your words, not all affirmations, not all denials, are still advancing my legs."

I guess talking gained momentum. Ren speaks his thoughts just smoothly.

"I still don't know more about you. Still, I want to walk with you. I knew that thought wouldn't change."

It was a sincere confession. I have emotions on me to talk to. The chicken's chest, which was hiding and listening, was sore.

If it were me standing over there.

I notice a heart that thinks so, and Ichiki unexpectedly puts his hand on his chest and squeezes it all the time.

A small, voiceless exhale leaked.

I noticed something I pretended not to see. I thought if I saw the sight of the confession, I would be able to give up, but my thoughts were bigger than I thought. Being helpless and no good makes me clearly aware of the size of my thoughts.

I like Len.

"So, slave girl"

People have their share.

I see Ren, Ichiki is even talented and inferior to Mullina and Linley at grate. If you look at it as an ability, you're just a boy who can't rely on it.

But he worked hard all the time.

I can't wait to like him for knowing who he is and still squeezing himself forward and trying to break his shell. People like that. I liked Ichiki, I wanted to help, I wanted to help, I was loving, I wanted to do it.

Because I'm a talented person.

I wanted to wake him up in the morning to drop him off, wait around thinking of him by day, and welcome him with a smile at night.

But I can't take on that role.

"I want you to tell me about you. I want you to walk with me. … please reply."

……

Ichiki's chest hurts, it was a nice confession.

My sister, who was silently listening to Ren's confession, lowered the sign.

The mouth lowered the sign of all affirmations, smiling thinly. Not all affirmations, not all denials, but the facial expressions of the well-known sister of Ichiki.

"... thanks. I know you're not a bad kid, and I know you're trying. At that time, I didn't know what you were like."

And the chicken.

When I heard he looked like my brother, I was just interested. It was an occasional thought of admiring and dreaming like a little girl.

I was adventurous with him, knowing his weakness and the glare of walking to be strong, and I was liking it.

"... I certainly don't hate you."

I'm sure my sister made me solicit thoughts like myself, and Ichiki spilled a sorrowful sorrow exhale,

"... but I just don't hate it, because I, I don't like or care about Ren's help"

I rounded my eyes.

Yeah, my mouth opens to a dumb shape that's not even strawberry. My head is confused. Why, filled with question marks, her clear brains temporarily blackened.

"... so sorry. I can't go out with you. Yeah. I can't go out with anyone..."

In the meantime, the slave girl relentlessly refuses to line up her complaints.

"... because as a customer you are welcome. Come back when you're done."

Pepper, and my sister bows her head. I won't say anything more. Put the sign back in your mouth and smile with a clear smile. I'm working on all the affirmations.

At the tip of Ichiki's gaze, Ren collapsed from his knee. Apparently, he couldn't even support his body in a state of shock, relaxation.

The slave girl, who is used to being confessed and saying no, executed an abandoned play even though she thought, "Sometimes that happens."

Eventually Ren, who regained the strength to stand up, left the park with a bump.

Ichiki, who was flattered by the unexpected developments, returns to me all the time. I rushed out of the park after Ren and ran over to him.

"Oh, Len... No, that! Me, I seem to have made a terrible mistake...!

Exactly when I saw that one, Ichiki was noticing her mistake.

My sister didn't like Len. With the assumption of Ichiki, I've caused Len a terrible, terrible inconvenience.

"... no, that's fine. Yeah. To be honest, I thought this was gonna happen."

What a voice to speak of. Len laughs mocking herself at the mouth-watering chicken. In fact, Len couldn't help but notice the mistake of Ichiki that it was too convenient.

And frayed.

In a sense, it is a reasonable development.

"So, but how can I apologize...!

"You can say it. It's not Ichiki's fault. I thought I had to confess somehow."

On a grated chicken, Ren laughed powerlessly and sat down on the bench.

In fact, I was confessing to a slave girl a while back. It was a good opportunity to get a proper response. Flirted, but Ren didn't have the option to give up right now.

Because you're a slave girl who built Ren's core.

"Oh, is that so? But after all, yeah..."

On the other hand, the chicken was still confused by the vividly shifted perception.

My sister, whom Ichiki swore to respect and absolutely protect, did not like anyone she liked.

The assumption of the mistake was resolved, and at the same time the confusion subsided, Ichiki realized that the big love she had just realized remained in her whole self.

Is it okay?

I had twitching emotions with my apologies and confusion.

I am a coward. It's so cowardly. Ichiki blames herself for the emotion that springs up on behalf of the pain in her chest that's gone. Because I blame myself for wanting to be a good girl. You're a bad boy, 'cause there's a voice telling you to back Mullina up.

But the voice that pushed my heart was the loudest.

It doesn't matter if you like Len.

My sister, I can't. Ichiki will definitely give her sister priority over herself. No change, absolutely. That's all, my brother and sister are important to Ichiki.

But Mullina and I can compete. I want to be in that relationship. He wants to be two equal people, over there, and he thinks so.

I don't care if Mulina and I like each other.

And Kunko and his chest squeal. The sound of a small carved heart is loud. Cowards, cowards. Speak in your chest of a crush that curses you. Trying to stop over and over again, but succumbing to the thought of chasing him from behind, Ichiki finally gave up.

To Ren sitting on the bench, Ichiki fluttered one step closer.

"... Len Sama"

"Hmm? What's going on?

He doesn't notice the height of the breath temperature leaking out of the mouth of the Ichiki calling Ren's name.

My heart, it blew out. An unprecedented change came to Ichiki's heart. Only for the huge amount of thoughts she had kept, she changed so that she could peel off the cloth that was wrapped around her.

Ren has been sitting on the bench unchanged since just now, sinking, depressed.

I felt like my chest could be tightened. When I look at Len, who is weak, I spoil him indefinitely and feel like hugging him. I want to comfort you. I want to heal his heart of sorrow. Bury that wound,

Nothing else, myself.

That's what I thought, so Ichiki gently reaches for his head sitting on the bench. Hug Ren, who noticed the approachment and looked surprised, and set the distance to zero. I pull his head in surprised and open my eyes and hold him with my arms, even if I don't mind his cheeks hitting my chest.

"Huh!?

A little voice went up. It's the shape of a chicken's chest with Ren's head resting on it. I won't let the chickens get away with trying to look behind him. I know Ichiki. Ren can't poke the opposite sex he knows. He is kind. I like that too.

"Hey, Ichiki. This posture starts with..."

"I'm so sorry about this one."

Pretending not to hear Ren's appeal, pretending not to know what's wrong with this posture, Ichiki makes a sinking voice. To myself, I was glad Ren was touching me. Would I have been such a jerk? I don't know. It's nothing. I think it's a good idea.

"I can't apologize, but I will make amends for my mistakes. Say anything. If you're upset now, don't sweeten a lot. This is my apology. I'm really sorry. So please don't take it."

It was like an enveloping voice. When I let myself out, I had an incredible luster on me, a voice that spoiled people.

In Ren's ear, he sends a voice to breathe in. I found Len trembling his spine with Zokri. On its spine, Ichiki slipped her index finger subtly but lusciously.

"I'm fine. Even so, I am a genius. There's not that much you can't do. I'll put it in my mouth, even if I don't think I can, and I'll try to solve every minor problem. There's nothing I can do about your sister... but if you need anything, please let me know secretly in your letter. No one knows, just me."

It's cowardly reason. 'Cause I know Ichiki says no even if he tries to make it normally sweet. He's all the way. I'm a hard worker. I don't want to show other people's chickens how weak I am. I don't expose myself to weakness because I'm trying to be strong. The only exception is someone who has known him since he was weak before he decided to be really strong.

The distance he draws in that way is irresistible to the current fig.

But if it's how to pack the distance, it's the eighteenth of the chickens. You can get close to yourself. To push your thoughts, sweetly whisper in Ren's ear with a reason you can't refuse, with such convenience that there's no reason to refuse.

"I repeat, do not hesitate. This is a legitimate apology for my failure."

Release Len, who was holding him in his chest. He stood up instantly and backed off, his face turning bright red as cute. He was felt the tenderness of the rich breasts of the chickens, whispering a sweet voice in his ears, eagerly wandering.

The chicken sends a big round of flower-like grin to him who can't say anything about it.

Today, that's it.

More than that, after I've told Mullina properly. Either you get a lot when you settle with Mullina or you lose all of it.

The next time we see each other, 'I like you too, Len,' we'll declare war and get Mullina in trouble. Full of them, let's fight.

So before the war of great love begins, hand over the fabric stone.

"I will show you everything Len wants. Anytime, anywhere, anything-- yeah, anything, it is. I can't say I can't."

Ichiki puts his right hand on his chest. Of course, I knew Ren's gaze would draw him to his chest. Even if not, Ichiki herself, I know her breasts are big, and more importantly, Ren was hugged in the head until earlier. Any gentleman is conscious.

So Ichiki sinks his fingers into his chest so unintentionally to show off his changing softness.

"Everything Len wants, anything."

To stimulate Len, present everything you can use to Len without giving her every inch of planning.

"You can call me, right?

With Ren's heart entertained, Ichiki smiled lustrously.