All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

Wait, said Ichiki, don't panic and make no noise and put his hands on Ren's forehead.

"Yes, of course we will wait"

"Oh, well. So... that?

Aside from why I have a knee pillow on my chicken, I first tried to get out of my chicken knee and realized I couldn't.

Strawberry palms on forehead and strawberry thighs on back of head. When they pinch their heads and suppress them, humans can't help but get up. I don't really hold back on the chicken either, so if I can't move it, I won't have to get out, but it's a situation where they have knee pillows. Ren just moves around because he can't force it to break out, or if he can't force it to move, it seems like it's in a lot of different places.

There is no element of witchcraft. Read Ren's psyche and use only one person to limit his behavior. Primitive, physical, but not capturing and letting go of the subject. This is also authentic, a kind of 'junction'.

Ichiki, who waited just a moment as she was told, smiles and speaks as if tickled by Ren's movements.

"Len. May I ask you a few questions?"

"Oh, yeah. Answer me, will you get your forehead hands off me?

"Yes, if you can answer me, I will."

"That's all right now. So, what's the question?

Neither did he realize that he was taking the qualities of a subtle replacement condition, and Ren nodded with a knee pillow.

I was also listening to Lynley shouting. The knee of a chicken with Ren's head on it twitches awkwardly. When the movement is attached, more softness in the thighs is conveyed and Ren's cheeks become red tide.

"Well..."

The chicken asks me if I should make sure, even as I hide the shy red cheeks with my sleeves.

"Did Len and Murina...... do it, did they?

"Because I didn't!

The shame of being put on a knee pillow blew away in an instant.

I didn't know what to say, but I just found out what they asked me. Ren replies instantly that she can't wait to be misunderstood by Ichiki, the slave girl's sister.

"That's because Linley was just giving it to you! You know what Ichiki is!?

It was too much to think about. I mean, it was just before it was flushed, but Linley crashed the air, and I feel like it's about half a step too late, but I haven't done anything decisive.

The chicken breathes relief and hands off Ren's forehead.

"If that's the case, I'm glad. Yesterday today, when the battle is won, I don't have a standing face either."

A chicken sitting next to the couch smiles at Ren as she wakes up.

"Your body doesn't seem to be handicapped, more importantly"

"You're an adventurer. For once, it's sturdy."

"Hehe. We're working out a lot."

"To some extent. Well, I haven't reached the seniors yet."

Let's have a conversation, then let's get closer to the distance. Honestly, I've been dragged into Mullina's bed earlier and my desires are easily stirred up.

Tong, my shoulder touches me. Though over the cloth, I feel her softness and heat. It has a different scent than Mullina's, with an elegant aroma of chicken.

This is a good opportunity.

Ren opens his mouth to tell him what he's been meaning to say for a long time.

"Ichiki, we're close, so let's be careful?

"Is the distance?

"Yeah. I still do, but you should be careful because you're close to distance."

Ren says softly and violently to the chicken who sprinkles his little neck.

"Ichiki, you're cute."

"Engage!? Oh, well..."

Ichiki, who raised her bare voice, checked left and right just in a hurry. I get depressed like I was driven by guilt, and then I hold my fist cutely and raise my face.

Lukewarm, but still somewhere hot, with his forefinger and forefinger up to indicate "1".

"Oh, I didn't hear you very well... but again, may I?"

"Huh? Yeah. She's cute, Ichiki."

"Huh... Huh!

Raise your voice as if it were stuffy, or the tide is red. Once again, a chicken rubbed her thighs together, raising her hands and hiding her face with a spreading sleeve.

For some reason, the smell of the chicken became stronger than just now.

"So I mean be careful. Mulina did pretty well, too, but I think that's what strong girls are defenseless about. Well... if they misunderstand, it's Ichiki who's in trouble, isn't it?

"... it is Len who is guilty"

It was a shanky mouthpiece that was returned to Ren, who took heed to wonder if he was aware of what he was doing. The next time I looked at him, the chicken looked as good as it looked.

"Len is wrong about one thing."

"Me? What?"

"I respect chastity and moderation. Naturally, unlike Linley, we feel the right distance from people."

"I wonder?

"Yes, of course."

I assure you clearly. But Ren doesn't break his skeptical look. Anyway, the more defenseless we are, the closer we are to making it.

"This is what I do because I admire you, Len."

"Thank you. I think we should keep our distance for heterosexual people, even in friendships."

"… Would it have been better to rephrase it a little more clearly"

A little, I felt the air of the chicken had cooled down.

Len, who felt the chill, checked his squid face loosely, but at that time he was just smiling softly.

"Len. As I'm sure you know, the magic I'm good at is bound."

"I know. I know. Mullina told me, and she showed me when we had an adventure together. That's amazing."

"Thank you. The truth is, however, that the best way to capture people than in ancient times is neither to build distances nor to build walls. On the contrary, in the first place, there are some things that are more honorable at the core of what is called juncture than witchcraft, which comes from the academic system, or the secrets that come from faith."

"Oh, yeah."

"Yes. Techniques that touch the spirit, not physics. Magic that is only fantasy, not established magic. It is said that capturing the heart of the person is the oldest and best bond."

I get intrigued by the understandable narrative that leads me to witchcraft, entering from stories related to the adventure Ren is making into a business. Seeing nature and the frowning ren, Ichiki laid her hands on her own chest.

"Make it the oldest, the best junction. Men and women in this world call the world 'love'."

I wasn't sure what they said.

For a moment, Len, frightened as a fool, understood the meaning of Ichiki's words in the silence that followed. At that time, Ichiki leans over and makes contact with Ren.

"It was Ren who made my heart a woman, wasn't it? Touching each other is effective in filling the distance of the mind. So I don't complain about Len being made a woman of my body."

"Wait, seriously, wait, Ichiki"

"Yes, of course you are"

Ichiki never makes sense. There's a different way to pack a distance than Mullina, who even tries to get stuffed to wait. Tell me how you feel and circle around without stepping any further into your mind. Keep waiting until Len gets here.

Wrap them up, accept them, and spread your hands to welcome them in.

"I've just expressed my feelings, and I don't even think about it as much as the dew would accept it"

Let Ren dare be free to act as Ren pleases, and then let the smile of a large circle bloom on Ren's remaining face of childhood to reach Ren's heart.

"I admire you for not being seduced by me and others."

An elegant, glossy aromatic chicken conveyed her thoughts to Ren until the end of the fingertip trick.