Atelier Tanaka

Thanks to the disturbances that we send out to Pea, the presentation of the report is on the same day, if you realize it.

Thanks to a strange breakup, we were to take a trip to the venue without being able to hold one of the meetings in advance. Anything presents are free to visit if you are a school official, he said. It is perhaps a visit that is pregnant with anxiety.

The venue will take place in one of the centrally located classrooms, he said. The size is different from the venue of the lecture given by Dr. Editor, a room where dozens of people just fit in. Dompisha if you assume a slightly larger lecture room at the university. We can see all the other fathers and brothers we have.

The announcement was made well in the moderation of the teacher responsible for the assignment. Every time the students are instructed to go to the lecture hall, they explain the contents of their own summary report. This is a uniform view from the seats of all the other students and listeners.

"... here we are. It's the announcement of the students that those aristocrats taught."

"Sounds like it."

Next up is Estelle's group of jerks.

Incidentally, JC and I are next, so what a big deal.

"Now we will begin the announcement!

Assignments also seem to be allowed to work in groups, and all the announcements that have been made so far have been made by several students. JC, by contrast, is alone. Would it be a development that would now make her aware that she was a bully?

Ahead of our view, the boys' announcement proceeds.

The contents were put together as something smaller and more beautiful than I had imagined. On the other hand, I don't see any ochi available for this, either, to point out. The children, who seemed to be in their early to mid teens, put it together in a rational way.

Compared to the graduation theories of our undergraduates there, it does not seem to be a bad color. Comfortably enters the listening side as well. So much so that if you were asked how it compares to the announcements you've made in the past, you'd likely be bothered less.

I felt a little defeated or something.

If this consisted of Estelle's supervision, maybe I missed someone very sparingly, I don't even think about it. Clever Lori, cute. But what matters is the membrane, the membrane. Yes, it's a membrane.

As I told myself, I overheard the boys announce.

As a result, their announcement was concluded by the best applause ever.

Not at all.

"... I didn't throw out the middle office announcement either."

"Right."

Our blonde Lorim Chimchi teacher also seems to show some interest.

There's no doubt about it because a teacher who doesn't flatter me says so.

Gogol's leaving a message, by the way. I am very sorry, but it is a procedure to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings by way of example. They promised me talks all night soon because I got more chance to leave a message here recently. It is also desirable to cook evening meals. I think I'll do my best.

Gogol, what do you like? I guess I'm a dick.

"Now we move on to the final announcement."

Teaching in charge proceeds with the subject.

After that, it was our JC who went up on the stage.

The footprint is solid.

He looks quite calm, as opposed to a gakuble physique teacher. It seems that the departure of the Aufsteiner family is never Dade. I'm pretty sure it's the blood muscles in that house that are so strong in this situation.

Come on, JC.

Don't lose, JC.

We're here for you.

"Now, please begin the announcement."

"Yes."

Upon prompting, she begins her own announcement.

The contents were repeated several times in advance, so this one is also on my mind. Just how I'll verbally tell you that. Even if the letters are summed up in little pieces, when it comes to telling people, they will be big on their own.

That's why I was worried, but I was surprised.

What is spoken solemnly is roughly JC et al.

The procedure for creating potions on the ground and the information on the origin of the herbivores to which they were intended were initially included. Without departing from the spirit of the report, the debate then unfolds.

"Oh, hey, this is..."

"Yeah, I understand what you're trying to say, Mr. Editor."

The blonde Dr. Lorim Chimchi, who supervised him, also seemed surprised.

Even more surprisingly, quotes have been drawn from the writings of the teacher, who never looked at them until the end, and further twisted reflections follow from them. What has been said extends to the proposed improvements to the mana potions we have created.

Thanks to this, at the end of the day, we were also blocking our mouths and listening heavily to her announcement.

Is it about an hour in time?

It is several times longer than the other students' announcements. However, the teacher watched this until the end without stopping along the way. Eventually, the complaint where it is a conclusion is made out of the mouth of JC, the presenter who is nobody else.

"Now I present my potential in the manufacture of life potions"

Pecori, the twin tails drip forward as you bow.

By contrast, the venue gave me the best applause ever.

Of course we patted ourselves up. I'm going to do everything I can.

"... that's pretty good."

When I asked for a seat next door, the eyes of the editor teacher staring at her on the stage had turned into those of the teacher looking at the student and then at the same alchemist as himself. It's like you're excited about the existence of a newborn rival.

"Sounds like it. It was such a great announcement."

But what a change of heart this is.

You're totally awake, JC.

Is it really the same person?

Could it have been that you wanted to show Kimorongue what you look like? Because unfortunately, he's not sitting here. She did her best to get here, regrettably, but if this is the case, you should have taken her along with the vertical roll.

Aufsteiner's blood isn't Dade.

If you do it, kid, you can.

I am also convinced that Gong is the same son as Gong.

"Now I'd like to get into the general review."

That being the case, the person in charge of teaching returned to the stage.

Apparently, that's the end of the presentation.

"Perhaps you all understand it thinly, but the good work of the pre-recovered report is the order of presentation for this presentation. If you were quick to announce, please strive to encourage more schooling. If you are late in announcing again, please make sure that you never have a chronic day."

Oh, he's quite a funky teacher.

If I did it in a Japanese school, I would get a complaint in one shot.

Although I personally love this kind of fair and neat evaluation.

"The announcement by Mr. Aufsteiner at the end of the installment was excellent. Beyond the medium range of challenges, it would have formed a body as a single paper. I'm going to submit an application to the next Potion Society."

According to the teacher on the stage, the students' voices echoed from their seats.

Apparently, that's a pretty worthwhile society.

You did it, JC.

"Mr. Aufsteiner. It was a wonderful announcement."

"... thank you"

"This concludes the presentation. If you have any questions, please come to me as I will take some time individually later. Mr. Aufsteiner will hear from you separately."

That's how the presentation closed during the JC grand event.

◇ ◆ ◇

Shortly after the presentation, a voice rose calling for a soy sauce face to take a seat.

"Baron Tanaka! Hey, wait a minute. Yo!

"... what is it?

It was easy to judge by the color of the voice.

Instead, pretend to look back, and there's the look of Lolivitch. Naturally, she seemed to be here again to watch the presentation. I was taking care of three fig kids, so, after all, what worries me about where they're going is reason.

Could my own godson be going to cram into a losing belly?

It would be good.

Take it and stand.

I want you to curse me sexually for being a virgin or a lolicon.

"Look! Hey, order anything!

"... what do you mean?

"The battle is the battle! I'm unhappy, but it doesn't matter if you're up or down!

"Competition?"

"No, you promised! Fighting at the presentation of the report!

"Ah......"

Well, apparently licking the shoes we talked about before is a continuation of it.

I've been thinking about this for a long time, Estelle, but you're wasted discipline in these places. If it was around Zophy, I would never look at it and pretend not to, and fade it out as it is. I can easily imagine her escaping from the classroom at best.

"No, the battle is a draw"

"Hey, what the fuck!?

"I'm not doing a lot of work on this achievement. It would be much bigger for her, the presenter, and the editor who supported this. So my rush with Elizabeth should be a draw."

"... what the hell is that"

Estelle's children in charge also worked hard. I'm not in charge of the second from the end to Dada. If today's JC met himself and he was the original Nettie kid, if the Editor teacher hadn't turned to technical support, the order would likely have been around.

"Oh, I'm not convinced of that!

"That being said, it's true,"

"Are you shying away because I'm your dad's daughter? If that's the case, it's disgusting!

"No, that's not why."

"Then the winning and losing penalties should be run correctly!

…………

That said, well, what's up?

Chirali, if you turn your gaze to Dr. Editor, this one will give you a somewhat difficult look here. Though I would like Lolivitch to be satisfied in the right place because it would be different to ask.

Would you let me touch it if I asked you to?

I'd like to go through a dungeon sex once I'm de-virginated. If you ask sincerely, and you have no choice! I think she's the cutest motherly bitch who lets even busamen opponents fuck for free like that.

Ideally, Lolivitch and I should have that kind of distance.

"Then one thing, would you mind?

"Hey, what the heck!? Say it quickly!

"Keep up the good work with Mr. Allen. He is a very nice man. Well, again, I'm sure it's a fact that I have nothing to say."

"What..."

"I've been worried about you lately because you're noticeably unfriendly."

…………

"That's all from me."

"Huh? Oh, hey, hey!

This is no more than a snake.

If Lolivich was a virgin, I had some favors to ask. I could have mentioned that. Not at all, it doesn't work with the world. Shall I leave the wounded busamen alone before I step through the mines?

"Let's go, Mr. Editor"

"Yes, okay!?

"Yes."

If this one walks, a teacher will follow him.

Soon sidelined, we left the classroom behind.

No, I tried to get a call from another place after that.

"Hey, O, Osama!

JC.

Now a talk event occurs from JC.

The uniform look I've been used to seeing in the last few days. The glance connected with the pin somehow makes Estelle . Slurpy thighs flesh and munch reasonably well, stretched from a checked skirt. Makes me want to wear smaller gymnastics clothes to dare the Earth Spin viewing party.

"What's up?

"Hey, hang out with me. Yikes!

"I don't mind..."

Now what?

◇ ◆ ◇

Move the place outdoors, behind the school building.

A space just a few meters old, between a tall building built from stone and a stone fence as well. It is a body such as a back alley that is popular and unpopular, and although it is cleaned beautifully, it seems quite secluded.

I feel nostalgia when I think of a student's time.

At about two or three meters apart from each other, JC stands. He wants to talk about everything just the two of us. I had no choice, so I asked Dr. Editor to go back to the room first, and I wanted to do this on my own.

"So what is the story?

I've had this vibe in the past.

It's a letter delivery event.

I'm sure you want to get in touch with the Mazo Demons. It is also difficult to look directly at the other country's noble cousins. Nature and our self would have been appointed as the Messenger Pigeon. By the time I was in middle school, I boasted the convenience of being all handsome around me and the experience of delighting on several occasions.

I heard Tanaka-kun has a very good confession success rate.

"That's, uh..."

"If that's what I can do, I'll talk to you."

I should have graduated in delivery by now.

It's just not stingy to make this happen to you after seeing the bravery you showed to Pea the other day and today's presentation. The hard work of a beautiful girl is, after all, something you can look at whenever you want.

"Please say anything. You can use it as you like."

I'll take care of some parsley.

"... is that true?

"Yeah, what can I do? I'll see what I can do to make it happen."

"Well, then..."

Wait for a response from JC at a very calm pace.

She's so adorable at last. Turn your face bright red, rub your thighs together, and stare at this one at the top, gazing, misaligning, matching, misaligning. How excited are you?

Oh, yeah, we need to get it out to the Mazo Demons properly beforehand. If I treated you badly, your husband would be terrible. I have to forgive you for running away.

Is this how it feels to have children?

Only a few tutoring periods gave Busamen motherhood.

"... wow, be my lover!

…………

Is this how it feels to have children?

Only a few tutoring periods gave Busamen motherhood.

"... what is that?"

"Huh? I told you so!? He said he'd do whatever he could to make it happen!

"No, well..."

"Then, wah, me and, hang out with me. Yikes!

After school.

Behind the school building.

Girls students.

Virgin.

Confessions.

Who told you to go out with me?

"... am I with you?

"Ho, who else is there?!?

"No, but it's..."

Different keywords are in my head and groovy.

The steady chest beats rapidly. Every pulse hurts terribly. Sweat blows out of my whole body. Even though I'm just standing, I lose my sense of equilibrium. If I noticed, my throat would be dry.

What happened?

What happened to this person?

It's like I was deeply intoxicated by alcohol. Even a terribly simple thought dissipates without being able to sum it up. I wonder why I stand in a place like this when the moment now instantly loses its realism.

No, seriously, I've been through this, too.

I have experience.

"Osama, with me, go out with me!

…………

"... Osama?

JC, who looks terribly worried.

You're such a good actor.

Where I put that face in my sight, my mouth was moving reflexively.

"Let's get to the point of joking. There are limits to mischief."

Apparently the Busamens layer has been activated.

Would it be a return of interest that I have been unscrupulous with this until the report was completed? When I think of it, I enjoy interacting with young kids in the middle, and I don't feel like I've had a lot of fun. 'Cause they're active female students who look good in checked miniskirts.

For example, this would be the style of a man who can laugh and welcome with wide nostalgia.

"I'm not kidding!

"You're not impressed with making fun of middle-aged people with bald heads like this either. Nevertheless, there were a number of times when I handled it appropriately when I missed making a report. If you're asking for an apology, let me ask you again."

"I'm not even teasing you! Osama would love to be bald!

"Even if that's the case, I think you and I, how old we are apart..."

When I noticed it, JC had been dealing with it until now.

A stretched arm stretches to strip this head and pulls it forcefully. Where he bent his hips naturally from an impossible position, it was his face that approached him even closer. A fluffy, sweet scent stirs the nasal cavity.

I was just wondering if the tips of each other's noses would touch each other, something that touches their lips first.

"Huh..."

"Huh..."

I felt warm.

Mouth.

Strong enough to hit each other's front teeth.

Gatin and.

"Huh!?

"Hmmm......"

Something came in forcefully, breaking my lips that remained even more closed.

It is rough.

Stiff.

But it's warm.

of the mucosa.

"Huh..."

"Ugh..."

I try to retreat from the foreign body feeling reflexively from my face, but know it is tongue vera, and at the same time feel the warmth of my arms turned to the back of my head with my skin to understand what I was given myself. hesitate to judge. hesitate to do.

Because it's comfortable.

It was a very comfortable moment, even though we were just dealing with each other.

It was healed more than hundreds of healing magic I have experienced in the past.

A few seconds, maybe a few dozen?

I don't know.

The tongue took everything away. The same tongue, teeth, gums, and inside cheeks carefully followed everything that could reach them. It was like being washed inside my mouth. A different flavor than my own spread from corner to corner.

Slightly, my lips are released.

Depending on the distance taken, pull the yarn, cut a thousand more than the one in it and putrid.

The sight of the moment of the glimpse sounded somewhat impressively into my brain.

"... suddenly what imitation?

My mouth is stubborn.

It's because of the decoration.

Slip to the thought.

On the other hand, she speaks of momentum even more.

"Osama, go out with me. Yikes! All right!?

"No, so with me and you..."

"I don't care how old you are! I like it!

Because I like it.

Because I like it.

Because I like it.

Wow.

"... if I may"

When I realized it, the confession was stained inside me.

It was as if it were a dream, in a sense of unbundling. Dream comfort must be exactly what I'm feeling right now, pointing to a terribly vague and full of happiness. There is no better description of the point of convergence.

It's just that a dream is something to wake up to.

Consciousness, which was vague everywhere, awakens from sounds more than elsewhere.

"Oh, hey, stupid! Don't push!"

"Hey, you're the one touching the weird part!

"Ahhh! I hope you don't move. Wow!

"Your husband!

A familiar voice echoed behind the school building. At the same time, some kind of sign of a person emerged in the rear. It is delivered to itself and beneath the JC along with the doozy and the sound of something weighty falling to the ground.

Nature and our consciousness go that way.

It was only the person who remembered his face, neither he nor anyone else in sight.

Let's do it.

◇ ◆ ◇

Right now, there's a line of people I know who are staring at me and JC.

With Estelle at the head, it's salt plums like Editor Sensei, Vertical Roll, and Kimorongue. Apparently, I've been hiding in the shadows of the school building watching that and that with JC from that corner until now. It must have come from the classroom.

As far as vertical rolls and kimorongues are concerned, from the fact that they could not be found at the venue for the presentation of the report, they have probably merged during the journey. I'm free. I have restless membrane boobs when I'm free.

I don't even have to ask again.

Sometimes, though, we have to shake the subject anyway.

"... you all have an odd time in a place like this"

"Come on, it's an odd encounter! Oh, some really strange encounters!

The editor teacher who goes around empty-handed is within the limits of his assumptions.

Sadness that I can somehow guess, because that's about the limit in my teacher's communal power. I wonder what's more rushing than the stolen parties. Instead, I feel myself looking at that figure and regaining my composure.

On the other hand, it's the vertical roll that turns the same eye.

"Are you happy?

"No man is happy to be favored by the opposite sex."

"Hmm?

I'm so happy for you.

I feel great.

I am in the exact mood of cutting the goal tape of my life right now. The rest of my life is just for JC's sake. I will live even if I die for her, and I am willing to die as many times as I want. There is no hesitation there.

You totally saw where you were going.

"... really no?

"Yes, of course."

"But you said you didn't like it before."

"What are you talking about? Mr. Doris."

When did you say you didn't like JC?

I've loved it since we met.

Girls students who look good in checked miniskirts.

"Still no? I'm gonna leave you alone because you look funny. Wow."

"Really?

I don't know.

However, it is usual that I do not really understand the words and actions of vertical rolls. You can leave it alone in these cases because when you are poorly aware, you fall for the dots. I'm going to be honest with you all this time.

A virgin is more of a creature than I thought.

Your dream Yaritin summer vacation is postponed until the following year.

Now I want to take care of this somewhat dusty feeling in my chest. In retrospect, oh, good, the shop was botched the night I took care of you in the capital city of Calis. Maybe I was lost for a while and I almost lost my sincerity with her.

"... this is such a good old away daughter?

"They say age has nothing to do with love."

I was also able to afford to answer the tough penetration from Estelle.

Because she wanted more than anything else.

"Hmm? Well, it's none of my business."

"You cared for her, didn't you? Thank you."

"Become..."

It fills my heart.

Whatever they do now, they seem to smile and forgive. Even if Estelle and Allen start to get pampered in front of me, I feel like I could make it occassional with a sense of flamboyance. No, I'm sure I can. Definitely can.

In doing so, I see a lovely girl who took a step forward.

"Well, that's why this Osama is mine!

JC to proclaim his voice aloud.

Swinging brunette twin tail.

A mini skirt with an overwhelming check pattern.

Have we ever been asked to do this before? That gaze seems mainly toward the editor teacher. I also showed you occasional occasions of convenience and eating and drinking together, which I have been working on reporting with. I guess that's how it works.

By contrast, they are silent.

Apparently, she's overwhelmed by her soy sauce face.

JC, you're adorable, JC.

"Well, then, wah, because I, my teacher, am calling me!

Beautiful female student rushing with a patty face with a bright red face.

Too normal, too girly a girl.

Middle-aged bastard's heart, you've been completely taken away.

◇ ◆ ◇

It was that night.

For the first time in his life, the experience of receiving confessions of love from the opposite sex had a significant physical and psychological impact. Drowsiness did not visit the feeling of heightened, but I could never sleep on the floor, feeling stuffy on the bed, while rolling in the gobble. Gogol odor, which is usually sure to sleep well, is also ineffective only this evening.

In the middle of all that, the concoction, the sound of knocking on the door of the room sounded.

"... Yes"

Could it be JC?

Could it be JC?

When I opened the door, a pretty girl with a blush could be holding a pillow in her pyjamas. Instead, encourage the room to smell good about the bath from her passing by. JC, who eventually arrived and when he finally settled his hips on the sheet, showed unexpected aggressiveness and put his hands around this thigh.

…………

I'm here, I'm here.

Looks like this moment has finally arrived.

Gokuri, I just swallowed the saliva and get out of bed. Quickly put in the gown that was left alone at the bedside table and walk under the door with an early walk.

"Yes, I'll open it right away"

Drop the lock and push the door open.

Then there's Estelle's appearance about what happened.

The outfit is the same as it was when viewed at noon, with extra noble specifications.

"... Mr. Estelle?

"Hey, hey, can I?

"Yeah, well, I don't mind..."

It wasn't JC.

It wasn't J.C.

Or why, Estelle.

"What are you talking about? Go to the back."

"Oh, yeah."

I wonder what happened at this late hour.

In retrospect, Lolivich and I talk about rooms in the school's student dormitories more than once. I also help with those past experiences, and when I realize that the initial tension is lost, rather, my consciousness just turns to the reason for her visit.

Shameful, such as visiting another man's room in front of him with Allen, late at night.

Well, I wonder what they can do with the soy sauce face.

Guide Estelle to the living room, as well as herself to a simple kitchen equipped with a room. Where I quickly boiled the water with a fireball, I was able to fry it with tea leaves brought in from the school dorm to the pot. Copocopo and.

Then combine it with the cup and go under the customer.

"Go ahead."

"Uh, yeah. I'll take it."

Give Estelle a taste of freshly fried.

It's a substitute I always got at the school coffee shop. Since then, I have asked Sophia to buy it continuously. On this business trip, I also loaded a few of them on the airship. He seems to be a regular lollivitch in the same store, so maybe he'll notice the flavor.

"... this smells like something I drank somewhere"

"Really? It's my favorite."

"I wonder where it was..."

I guess there are plenty of opportunities for tea.

It doesn't seem that easy.

It's a shame.

"By the way, Dear FitzClarence, what happened at this late hour?

"Huh? Oh, no, I thought I should talk to you for a second."

"Talk to me?

"Oh, yeah!

I wonder what it is this time of year.

This one is still in progress, and I'm worried about Estelle's distance. From the other side, the soy sauce face today is totally someone else. So much so that attention should also be paid to casual designations, as previously pointed out.

"Is it a rush?

"Speaking of hurry, hurry."

"I see."

If it was Lolivich until the other day, he was sending me a spicy glance to watch even the shit that fell on the street. It's another tremendous change of heart that you want to take yourself to the other person's living room and purposefully exchange words.

"Ya, because I didn't thank you for helping me..."

"... thank you?

"Even if I had a promise to my dad, it's true I was helped. So, I know it's late at night, but, uh, thank you, Baron Tanaka."

Oh, I thought of that. I guess I'll be exploring one thing at Tentacle Namekuji.

Looks like you came all the way out here to thank me.

You really are a mame in these places. The boulder is Mr. Richard's daughter.

"No, never mind"

"If there's anything you want, if it's going to come true for me, I'll have it."

At the same time, it also moves to prepare consideration early so as not to create borrowing.

"If that's the case, you're as I told you at noon today."

"Huh?"

"I apologize for the inconvenience my presence is causing you. Just trust him about Mr. Allen now. And we're going back under Mr. Richard together. I'll take Mr. Allen from me."

"Does Baron Tanaka know about me and Allen?

"Mr. Allen is the person who deserves to stand with FitzClarence on his back in the future. Mr. Richard will be admitted someday, too. I therefore think we should now gain experience under Count Bitch. I hope Elizabeth can support this more than she can."

"... are you a nobleman at Count Bitch's?

Estelle's eyes sharpen just a little bit.

This is where I don't want you to get me wrong.

"No, consider me a direct faction of Mr. Richard. However, I understand Mr. Allen's relationship with Count Bitch. Now the Count is at a distance too, but if you bow your head from Mr. Allen, I'm sure we'll shake your neck."

…………

"Unbelievable? You don't mind if I mediate."

Now quite, Lolivich is your smart daughter. In the face of unnecessary misunderstandings, this could be a major disturbance involving Mr. Richard. Until now you have blindly believed me, but this time you have to show proper sincerity.

"Why do you care so much about Allen?

"Isn't it normal as a person to distract you for a friend?

"Allen and you?

"Yes, it is. Until a few weeks ago, I was a civilian like him."

That handsome guy is a good looking guy.

I honestly want you to be happy, one of the few.

…………

"Do you suspect?

Let me stare directly in front of you.

I can't say four or five right now, although I don't really have a face I can recommend. It's tough in case you get suspicious. Because yesterday, thanks to the example diary, my standing in Estelle sucks.

"If you're anxious, you can check with Richard."

"... I wouldn't hesitate, would I? I'm sorry if I lied to you.

"I don't mind anything. Be sure to let me be present."

…………

Then I guess this one conveyed its sincerity.

The look on Estelle's face made me feel safer.

"No, I'm fine. Maybe you're right..."

"Thank you for understanding"

Good.

Apparently, you believed me.

Crushing takes the cup, Gokuri, Estelle ringing her throat. I get caught and reach for the cup at hand again myself. In a living room with no other sound, only the roaring sounds of each other's throats sounded strangely loud.

Slightly, Esel opened her mouth again.

"And there's another story from me."

"Yes, what is it?

"I'm sorry I said terrible things in front of everyone at the lecture venue"

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry about Estelle, though.

I'm sorry, but it just popped up.

"No, you don't mind either. Estelle's pointers were targeted. Rather, I think the venue was boosted by your feedback. I have some thoughts, too, and I have changed my consciousness."

"So, but I insulted you in public!?

"You don't go into that kind of light-hearted, insulting. Isn't that just an argument?"

"Huh..."

Busamen can't live if they care about all that complaining.

You're not like handsome, you're not handsome.

Yeah, it's Allen when it comes to handsome.

I'm sorry to keep Lolivitch late at night, no more on the boulder.

"By the way, I've been here too long for Mr. Allen..."

"Or maybe it's annoying to tell you something like this that she just did, but if anything happens, you can count on me! Baron Tanaka!"

"... Are you sure?

"I'm not still losing about the report! If you don't do that, my pride won't allow it! So, okay!? Baron Tanaka!"

"If that's the case, I get it. Thank you very much."

"Oh, don't do that!

I just shrugged like a bark, Estelle turning that way with Puy. I'm sure it wasn't this one's fault that his attitude towards Baron Tanaka softened just a little bit. Perhaps now that you've toured the tentacles, you've unlocked the scorn mode.

"Oh, that's it! I told him right, so hey!

"Yes, you did tell me"

"Heh, heh! Sorry I'm late at night. Hey! You'll never lose next time!

"Yes, good night. I'll take it whenever you want."

And when I just told him what I wanted to talk about, Estelle left the room. We were only talking for a few moments. It's just that the front of her sitting couch, the cup that served her tea, when was it ever so empty?

I'm sure it's my fault that the pottery magnets that make the bottom stand out seem strangely loving.

"... Let's go to sleep"

Is this the power of Tundele?

I feel like I'm going to get some sleep for some reason.