At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Tallow, is your body okay?

"Oh, yeah, 'cause I didn't do it to the limit."

I used fairy talent this time, but unlike when Mr. Balf did, I didn't use it beyond my limits.

It's also the reason Cigal has set us up in a short-term showdown, but we didn't need to use it as long as Mr. Balf did.

Instead, he was attacked without time to be strong or weak, so the burden was just heavy after being distracted.

After I wake up, I have a little pain in my muscles and muscles, but to that extent.

"Oh well, I knew I was strong"

"No, I was pretty much cornered."

"That's not true. Mr. Tallow should not have attacked from himself this time either. Didn't follow the gap."

Do you want to make gaps? Indeed, Sigal's physical changes seemed to take a little while.

If you were attacking during that time, there's a good chance that it would have ended.

But I usually thought it was training then, and I didn't expect any moves like that to come out.

"Besides, I've seen the battle with Mr. Bulph, so I know better. Mr. Tallow's earnestness starts there. I was still weak when I couldn't pull any more."

Sigal holds both hands with her chest all the time and stares at those hands with harsh eyes.

How far will Sigal run? Beyond that, I don't think I'm seeing anything anymore.

In the first place, there's only a few more differences between her and me.

Perhaps if I stay stagnant, I'll be completely outrun in a couple of years.

And I mean it from there, but there was little magic, so I gave up moving.

Sigal may have been unconscious then, but I think he's overestimating it.

There's nothing you can't do to fight from there, but it'll kill you.

I don't want to fight a life-saving battle with a girl in love with a boulder.

"I'll try again sometime, Mr. Tallow."

"Please be gentle..."

If you think you've raised your face, Cigal tells me with a smile like a hack who found a strong opponent.

Even this time I was cold sweaty, but I'm really scared of cigars getting stronger or something.

I need to figure out a way to defend that hotline by the next time.

Regardless of the weak, the strong were a force that was completely indefensible. I wonder if I can defend myself with a black robe.

I've withstood Mr. Lynn's attack and I feel I can go for the shock, but how far heat can withstand it.

"Ma, it's time to eat for now. It's a good time."

"Right, I'll help you, sister!

What are you eating today?

Inai takes his seat in anticipation of a paragraph of the story, and Sigal follows it.

Haku also walks behind it, moving his patties and feathers.

When it's a dragon form, it's cute with childlike behavior, but why is it bigger than Sigal when it's a human form?

It feels bigger than me lately.

"Oh. Tallow sweat first. We're going before you wake up."

"Well, I'll be sweet with your words."

Follow Inai's words and let him go sweat.

Maybe he was finishing up the planting while I was asleep, and he didn't have anything to help me with.

Inai has been making meals in my room lately, and I haven't made them.

Oh well, Inai was just making me sweet because I couldn't afford it lately.

... next time I have to give it back with something. I'm worried about the weird atmosphere today.

We all ate after the sweat, and I took a breath and sat back on the bed.

When Haku finishes his meal, he occupies one bed and rounds it up as usual.

You're the guy who really embodies eating, sleeping and playing.

Sigal and Inai are cleaning up their meals.

I said I'd do it too, but I couldn't get you mixed up for some reason.

So I'm sitting in bed alone lonely. Samishina.

What a blur, the two of them came back.

"Huh?

When I saw the two of them, I accidentally had a barbaric voice.

Because you two looked too different than usual.

"... what, give me a weird voice"

"Haha, as expected"

Inai is embarrassed somewhere, so he looks stubborn somewhere.

Sigal jumped at me like she was having so much fun.

"Wow... oh, you know, Mr. Sigal?

"What?

Sigal rides on me and laughs suspiciously in a position that accentuates her breasts.

I don't know which clothes I brought, I'm wearing inflammatory clothes rather than clothes like I usually wear.

Usual cigars feel healthy and easy to move, so the atmosphere is changing too much.

"Why am I on top?"

"You know that."

To my question, Sigal responds with a demon and an upbeat mouth.

I know the woman in front of me is Cigal, but I'm too different than I usually am to be able to pull my back.

Cigal is now an adult size, just like it was during combat training.

Of course, various places are getting bigger, and I have trouble finding a place for my eyes.

"No, I'm kind of anticipating it, but I was wondering why it's getting bigger again."

"You can do something different than usual."

Mix my chest, Sigal.

The soft thing on Cigal's body touches my body.

So I remembered the feeling of being pulled off my sleeve, and when I looked at you, Inai looked at me like I was bored.

"I have nothing but nothing?

"Oh, no, that's not why"

A proper look at Inai again with a slight turning away.

She's as big as Sigal, as I've seen one day.

And the outfit is the same, obviously like provoking a man.

"Here, sister, over here"

"Whoa."

Sigal pulls Inai's arm off not looking at me, forcing me to hold him.

I embrace them reflexively, but I get confused by the feeling of two different people.

"Hey, what the hell, Sigal?"

"Sister, I have to be honest with you, right?

"Ugh... there it is."

Sigal is always happy and Inai stares at me with her face bright red.

That body is now being pressed against me, and my body is reacting, bewildered.

"This is the kind of thing that makes you happy, and I talked to Sigal, and I tried. I don't know."

Inai looks at me with a flicker at the top of his head as he turns his face bright red.

My eyes and eyebrows are dripping from time to time.

Looking at Inai now, something is going to wake me up that I shouldn't.

"Here, Mr. Tallow. It's time for you to get back to your sanity, or your sister will be really stubborn."

In the words of Cigal, consciousness is restored to a little sanity.

Oh, hey, I think I was about to open some different door right now.

"It's beautiful, Inai. I like this kind of innuendo."

As I hugged Inai and stroked her head, she pressed her head against my chest to respond.

Maybe it's lit. This place has always been the same and cute, this guy.

"I don't have to ask to know."

Cigal laughs joyfully as she strokes my thighs.

Usually, anyway, when this happens, Mr. Sigal, seriously, you're in a private arena.

"Then that's why we're having so much fun today with the three of us. Ta lo u sa n."

Cigal whispers under his ear as he slowly shifts his hand up from his thigh.

... Cigal today. That's so much better than usual. Do you have strength?

"Oh, me, too, dude."

I don't raise my face, Inai still comes with her face buried in my chest telling me honest will.

I noticed that the unusual appearance was accompanied by the imminent dressing, and that it was bright red to my ears.

The sweetness of this man is overflowing with unspeakable love.

"... good"

Sigal was whining in a small, gentle voice, but he immediately returned to his sniveling expression and attacked me.

The next morning I felt like a shell out that night that Mr. Sigal was the strongest I had ever known.