All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

That started with a word by Linly.

"Ren, come on - honey. Do you know what" I want to be happy "is?

"I want to be happy......? No, I can't hear you."

Exploring dungeons. It's the moment when Linley asks about "I want to be happy" and Len answers.

Among the women of the party members, the tingling air flowed.

In his third year as an adventurer, Len is the leader. When it comes to non-Linley members at this party, Mullina, Ichiki, and the other.

Did I say something wrong? Linley noticed from the reaction of the other members that she had now inadvertently stepped into the minefield. Linley grew up exotic, so I just wanted to know what kind of event would be purely 'Valentine's Day' that we've been getting ready for all over the city lately, but the story doesn't seem that easy.

"Is Linley interested in that event?

"Uh, uh, yeah..."

Linley stays smiling and sneaks up on the other three. Linley's little heart, which apparently senses that the way those three are conscious of the event is unusual, is shrinking down to carve a toctok and a beat.

However, it is a bad idea to scratch the subject. The other three obviously want information on how much Ren knows about 'I want to be happy'. If it's just Mulina, we'll make fun of it, but today Ichiki and the other are holding back. There was only one option for Linley to continue the conversation.

The youngest party member, she takes full advantage of her childhood to continue the conversation pretending she hasn't noticed anything.

"Shit, Len, if you do, it's already the third year you've been in town, right? I don't even know what kind of event we're having in town, and it's socially incompatible. Ren, you can't do this!

"It's the only way. I grew up in a village, so you're not sure about that kind of town eventful stuff. These customs vary considerably from region to region... at least not by this time last year."

"Hmm?"

This time last year.

Mullina is still tuned in to Ren, she hasn't met Ichiki in the first place, and Linley is talking about a time when she had an unknown day of frustration in her country. He was like an unrelated boy to Valentine, an event for men and women, Ren at the time.

"But it might be an event for kids like Linley to enjoy, and you better know it. You have to be more interested around me, I am. Linly's right."

"Sodanay. Maybe I can't even tell you!

Linley, who is becoming enlightened by the reaction of the other three, avoids a clear statement about what is the thrust in Valentine's Day.

Knowing no such thing as Linley's efforts desperate to survive, Ren shook the subject to his party members.

"The Mullinas are about an event called Valentine's Day, you know?

"Not for granted"

"Of course, I know you."

…………

Of the three beautiful girls, Murina and Ichiki reply with a smile. Though the other of the last party members had turned to the toon silently and coldly, his gaze had been sent over to Len at the same time.

"I am a little involved in planning the town's entertainment event. Unfortunately, it's going to take a lot to prepare for the day, but we're going to be excited for you to enjoy it."

"The chicken is as big as ever...... ah. I have something for you too, so be prepared."

".............................. n"

"Oh yeah..."

Before the pressure of the three of them, Ren lagged behind.

Even as Linley shielded Ren from prominence and shivered quietly and puffy while hiding on its back, she was determined to just gather event information for now.

"What day is Valentine," he said?

Dungeon home. When Len asked at church, Mr. Regular Sister. Farn looked frightened for some reason.

"I don't know, or should I just say the opposite because I'm still here? Len, I honestly have trouble commenting on what to say to you."

"What do you mean?

"Hmm? Len, your party kids are going to be in a lot of trouble."

"What do you mean!?

Nothing like this. It means as it is.

Speaking plainly, Farn misses the point.

"Valentine, by the way, spends a little bit differently with the public when it's a church,"

In church, Valentine is a holy day.

Once upon a time, there was a village where the custom of Valentine's Day continued. It is that the men of the village draw the whales with the names of the women of the village, and the two men who are drawn together go out with the men and women during the festival. The pope at the time lamenting the turmoil of the wind discipline in this village rewrote the name of the whale's contents to the name of the historical saint. Whatever drew the whale with the name of the saint was preached to live in a way that became the life of the saint during the festival, and the village practice ended.

"So when you belong to the church, you draw the lottery the day before because of this inheritance. So, we spend the day as a saint's way of life written on the whale there. It's been a long day because there's something tough about it as an event."

To Farn's words, Ren groans "heh".

Pull the lottery and live to make the day a saintly way of life. I'm convinced it's such an event. Fern made sure of that and wondered if he really didn't know.

Incidentally, this takes a long time and turns into an event where men and women exchange love letters and cards for Valentine's Day, but at any rate, the troubled boy and Farn thought that day, so the information to be given to Ren was reserved for intra-Church events only.

"Then did Mr. Farn pull that whale already?

"Yeah. Look, this"

Show the whale Furn pulled without hiding it. Ren read the name of the saint in writing.

"Ez Ann"

Who? The one who put this name all over the whale.

Sure, I'm a saint rarely, but how about putting something from a surviving person into an event like this? I mean, it's amazing how dare the clergy in this town, who had the opportunity to be close to her before that, threw this name into the whale that they might also attract.

Ren, silently and true-faced after looking at the whale, confirms Farn's expression.

Farn looked concerned.

"It's like a day I've been a senior...... you just have to work as usual and have tea with me at the cafe, it's practically, like a half-hour, right? Normally enjoy!

"Huh? That's a lie, isn't it? It's a forced name for a day's hunger strike or a 24-hour endurance prayer course, isn't it?"

"What are you talking about? Since that day, seniors have softened their minds or their perceptions, right? He's a little cute, he's a senior these days."

"Mr. Farn is the only one who claims that. He said it wasn't any different."

"Oh, Len, you're a man who doesn't know the difference. Too bad."

With his lips pointed, Farn thinks of his plans for a finger fold tomorrow.

"It might be a good idea to unearth a new store that seniors will be happy with. Seniors are surprisingly sweet, and I'd like to feed them something new. Looks like we're having fun this year."

"Yep..."

Before the result of lamenting tomorrow's life that some people pulled the worst, I was rather in a good mood to assemble my plans.

Though Len has cut through all kinds of dangers, I didn't think it was going to take him a lifetime.