Atelier Tanaka

Mr. Richard guided me to Estelle's room.

It is a journey with us.

A king size bed with a ceiling is provided in the centre. Is it the shape of everyone surrounding Lolivich lying on his back on a sheet laid there? Between the meditated eyes, there is a deep wrinkle. It looks very spicy to bare my breath haha.

"It seems painful for a long time..."

"It's been going on for days."

"Understood."

It is a healing magic on both the raven and the horn.

If that's the case, let me do my best to shoot you. Reach your hands around her chest. Of course I won't touch it. I mean, I don't even need to move my arm, but Mr. Richard would be more relieved to have this kind of action.

"Mmmm..."

Then he hung up or something and heeled.

A magic formation rises under the bed. Swallow a rectangular sleeping table for extra size. From there, I can't stand my hair and the grain of light starts to climb. A fluffy, warm glow soothes the subject's flesh in the center of the magic formation.

"Ooh... my expression is soothing"

Mr. Richard's delightful voice echoed into the room.

Apparently, healing magic worked.

I don't know what caused my illness, but, well, I guess I ate something bad. Maybe you broke your stomach from eating too much or something. It could be normal. Something tells me that when I drink it, it breaks my stomach. A high school girl called herself on an online bulletin board asked questions or something.

Stop the healing magic where Lolivich's sleep has calmed down.

As the soy sauce face lowered its arms, the magic formation dispersed and at the same time lost its brilliance. After only a few moments, the grains of light that were floating in the sky also disappear so that the snow melts again. The room restored its former calm.

"... will this be all right"

I checked Estelle, who breathed correctly, to get around.

Then early on, Mr. Richard said thank you.

"Thank you! Thank you so much, so much!

"I've been helped by her more than once, too, so come on."

"Even before you went to see Mr. Tanaka this way, you went to see Sir Farren. But I still didn't know what was causing it, and I was feeling pessimistic about this at last. Whatever it was, the container calmed me down and it was very helpful."

"That's good."

I stare at Lolivich with a merciful eye, Mr. Richard. I'm doing everything I can to daddy.

I'm a little jealous of something.

But you can never do it to yourself. My daughter or something. It's still early. Unless you get handsome and tired of gang rape and orgy, I don't think it's possible for people to have children with calm hearts, etc. Because I stare at you with sexual eyes. Because I'll offend you.

"But it bothers me that even Mr. Farren doesn't know what caused it."

Chirali, everyone's gaze heads to the corner of the room.

There is the figure of the exorcist nobility that has just come up on the subject.

"Um, I've checked a lot, but I don't really have a verse to think of..."

The way you whine about your lack of location doesn't sound like a magical psycho. For the study of magic, whether it was pulled or the all-you-can-stretch outfit of an unbearded beard applauds such a standing and behaving pity. Still, it's a good looking thing, so the handsome guy can't handle it anymore.

"Why don't you just stick around a little bit more, even in the sense of watching after the illness?

"Of course I'm going to. I'm not convinced as it is."

"Thank you"

In reply to the same magical nobility, I feel a little lighter.

However, those emotions were only a few moments away.

"Ugh..."

Groaning from the top of the bed.

No way. Transfer your consciousness to Lolibitch.

Then, her breathing, which had become calm in this way, was starting to disturb again.

"No way......"

"Liz!?

Mr. Richard takes his daughter's arm in a big hurry.

Everyone's gaze turns to Estelle.

"Hey, didn't you heal now?

"... I was going to"

I didn't spare a soup. He said he did everything he could. In fact, shortly after releasing the magic, the container recovered. However, if you only looked at what was going on and for a few minutes, there would be another wrinkle between Lolivich's eyebrows, haha and his breath would seem painful.

If that's the case, one more time, one more challenge.

"Mr. Richard, once again, I'm going to try to hang the restorative magic on Mr. Estelle."

"Yeah, please!

By the bed, with Estelle's hands in both hands, the usual room was gone from his expression looking up at this one. I guess it really matters about my daughter. This is the parent and child of the Fitzclarence family that I still feel.

"Mmm!"

Shoot off the healing magic with a louder voice than just now.

Even if the magic formation and the size do not change, it seems to have no heart or more radiance.

And the grain of light that rises.

But the results did not change. Once physical condition toward stability, if you count only a few minutes, you will return to where you were. I couldn't give up, and I tried to hold it twice, three times, or as long as I could.

However, as soon as the magic has expired, my health deteriorates.

Lolibitch changing her expression between agony and euthanasia each time she goes on and on. The shift was also very distressing to the side. I've tried a dozen times, and Richard, who's nobody else, waited but hung up.

"Thank you, Mr. Tanaka. Not any more..."

"... right. It can be a burden on your body."

I wonder what happened. The healing magic that has healed no matter what kind of injury or illness you have had so far does not work. If you think statefully and can't cure yourself, isn't that about as much hope as God leaves you?

"Hey, can't you fix it? Your recovery magic."

The editor gave me a scratch, too.

It hurts.

"Sorry, apparently so"

"... can I have a look?

"Yeah, please"

As Mr. Richard nodded, the teacher went under Estelle.

Standing on the edge of the bed, on the pillow, touch the prominent odeco with your fingertips.

Then, what happened, the change came to Lolivich's skin. The head touched by the teacher originally stains purple everywhere, such as the hand Mr. Richard is holding and the neck glimpse from the duvet.

"Huh!?

It was the teacher who surprised me more than anyone else.

I raise my voice when I think I jumped out in a big hurry.

"Hey, what is this?!?

Naturally, that is an equally floating question for us.

"Editor, yes, what the hell!?

"Liz! Liz!?

A screaming voice rises from Mr. Richard's mouth.

With this as your ear, it is the blonde Lorim Chimchi teacher who becomes even more imperative.

"Wow, not me! It's not me!? I just touched it! Beh, beh, beh, don't do anything weird! It's true!? I was just trying to make sure the spirit was all right!

Bed provided in the center of the room. From the face lined up to surround this, staring from all directions, to the right, to the left, to the front, to the back, to arrange excuses with all your might, the most trivial sensation. Of course, I don't think you're lying.

However, the timing is bad, and everyone's gaze is between Lolivich, who discolors her skin, and her teacher. I guess that seems reprehensible to the person taking it. Pretty blonde Dr. Lorim Chimchi looks like she's going to cry as she sees it.

Totally hassle-drawn shape.

Or I'm sure the only thing in the teacher's pulling whale is hassle.

"Ho, ho, it's true, what am I..."

It was the demon-guided aristocracy that saved Mr. Tear-Eyed Elf like that.

"No way, this is..."

"Hey, do you know anything!? Sir Farren!

"Richard, I'm gonna rip the futon off."

I just put in a word of no, and the demonic nobility moved.

As declared, the duvet that was on Estelle is stripped off with a claw. What stood out at the same time was a lollipop, bitchy flesh moist and wet in sweat. Fluffy female smell stimulates virgin groin. Seriously, it smells good.

"Again!

"Liz!?

Estelle's flesh was changing.

A pair of wings are stretched out from the back to push the sheet out. From around the buttocks, there is a pointed tail ahead. And while we're still here, change will continue. From the side of the head, the horns are right now, pushing and breaking the skin and gnawing.

"Sir Farren! What the hell is this all about!? What the hell is going on with Liz? I've never heard anything like this! No way, this girl is my daughter..."

"Relax, Richard, this girl is definitely your child."

"So, suddenly!

The demonic nobleman embarrasses Mr. Richard in panic.

Beside it, Bosoli and Dr. Editor muttered.

"I see, the ancestral return of the Sacubus."

"Sacubus, is it?

I look back unexpectedly at the words I remember seeing and hearing somewhere.

Then she regained her composure and began to talk rashly.

"Species close to men, not just Sacubas, can exchange various creatures and sons. No detailed mechanism is known as to whether the creature thus born becomes a succubus or another creature. However, those born as the latter and their descendants may rarely return to their ancestors"

"I see."

I remember, that's it, look, you saw it on the status screen.

Sacubus half.

"I guess that's exactly what's happening in front of us right now"

"I mean, Liz is awesome because it turns out to be a sakubus!?

"... well, that, what. Its very likely."

"Become..."

Mr. Richard's expression hardens to amazement.

That would be so.

Not to say that life has nothing else to say, but given their family position, it also equates to their death at the time of their resignation from man. Thinking about recent events here, even Lolivich was in a prominent spotlight, and there was no way to make things right the way they always were.

"Some way! Rinse because there is no way to undo it!?

"No, I've never heard of all that... sorry"

"That's it!

You look like you're gonna cry.

Emotional Mr. Richard so far, I've never seen him before.

Thanks to you, the air in your room is no good anymore. I can't stay.

There's a todome from Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi on him like that.

"The phenomenon of ancestral return is found in various species. But how it works varies with individual creatures. If this is a kind of mermaid, there's no way to avoid it, but Sacubas doesn't even know me on the boulder."

It also helps that it is after hearing the Great Devil's guidance, and when the word is done, it feels heavy. When that mouth tells me no more, I feel absolutely no more. There is no path left to live as a human being.

Fine.

That's good.

Personally, you're welcome, succubus Estelle. I feel more resistance to being a non-virgin than just a bitch, like this, a sacubus bitch. It's a race correction that will boost your liking. I'd rather take the initiative and make a guess.

But in front of your dad, it's hard not to be honest with you.

"Do you have any idea who knows?

"I'm sorry. Sacubas itself is quite a rare species…"

"Really?"

The teacher just spoke frequently and your room is in full overnight mode.

Everyone and he just keep their mouths shut and watch Lolivitch gradually change the color of their skin. Occasionally, an anguished voice that looks terribly spicy appeals to those who see it as a particularly serious capacity. If she had been with a membrane, she would have stripped it. I love virgin sakubas and stuff too much.

In the middle of all that, my voice sounded unexpected.

"Wow, I know..."

It was a shota dick.

The squeaky look looks terribly atrophic for some reason. Even if it's something you feel guilty about, is it something you hold in your chest? He walks without fear, and comes beside Mr. Richard, to the side of his soy sauce face.

And now once, I squealed in a fine voice.

"... from that state, how to go back to normal"

Naturally, your dad asks the shota dick, keeping the excitement intact.

"Ho, that's true!? How do I get my daughter back?

…………

They were two terribly targeted people.

Could that be it? Does it feel like the imitation given to the nobility of the Penny Empire doesn't feel good about Aufsteiner or something like that? Dada has not solemnly cleansed my parents' house. When it comes to the Fitzclarence family, because it is the leading Duke family in the country.

"I know very well that it is wrong to ask you in the Aufsteiner family to do this. But please, tell me how you can help Liz, my daughter. I don't care what happens to me, as long as my daughter helps. I will renounce all the houses."

Oh, wow.

Mr. Richard has made a declaration of abandonment of his home, which is quite something.

In contrast, the response from the shota dick was unexpected.

"Beh, it doesn't matter what the house looks like!

"If so, what..."

"From past resentment, I'm not the little man of my heart enough to miss the misfortune of someone I know! Because I'm from the Aufsteiner family! Well, if you're going to repeat the same lost business, I'm not going to tell you!?

"Huh..."

Awesome shota dick.

Mr. Richard was also breathtaking about this.

'Cause I looked so good. If you take a look at Chirali and Gong, he doesn't talk about anything, he nods contentedly with his arms, etc. Even in Aufsteiner's view, your reply now seemed satisfactory.

Why do you have a pole or something?

"... thank you"

"I just, I don't want you to pull it off, even if you hear what I'm about to say..."

"Pull? Why do you need to do that!

You look impressed, Mr. Richard.

There are even thin tears in my eyes.

You'd be flushed by his behavior like that, Shota dick continued.

"... exquisite."

"Yes?"

Something's in my ear right now that I don't want to hear.

"So let it be, let it be, fine! All you have to do is let a man drink his finesse. Yikes!

…………

For a moment, everyone's face becomes a pocan.

Slightly, Mr. Richard's face was exasperated.

I grew younger.

"... is that an assumption against me?

"No, no! It's true! Trust me. Yikes!

"Aren't you saying the right thing because they're Sacubas? How do you know that in the first place? Aren't you going to tell me why you're frowning that you know Sacubas?

Then, a shota dick that still makes me cry.

It's just, still, he couldn't shrivel.

A terribly frightened glance pointed slightly at her soy sauce face.

Then it can be said what follows.

"... because I was"

"Be such an idiot! Deceive me and mock me. Try to laugh!?

I see, soy sauce is a reason to be satisfied on the face.

However, what kind of substance exactly is precision? It's like I don't have an idea. You have no idea. Perhaps, where it is spoken in this world, it is physical or magical.

Like, MP, HP, that sort of thing.

"Mr. Richard."

"What is it? Mr. Tanaka."

"His words are true. Please, won't you believe me?

"Mr. Tanaka, are you even going to say that!? I don't care where you look from, you're not human! Besides, he's a man! You look like a woman, but I've heard from Gonzalez about that gender!

"But believe me. He's a sacubus."

"In the mistake of Incubus!?

I wanted to get into that, too.

I've always wondered.

"Still, he's a sacubus."

It just says so in your status, so you have no choice.

I regret it, but it's a succubus.

It's totally air, you brave western bastard. It's like I'm not keeping up with the situation. Oh, seriously? I'm looking at the shota dick with my face.

"Well, wait, calm down, it's Richard. Sacubas has a strong drinking urge. This is common to all Sacubas and is an unbearable desire for the same species, he said. That's just like eating for people."

Here comes the word of salvation from the magical nobleman.

Good. Thanks for your help.

"You've heard of vampire vampire urges. Biologically specific desires can be confirmed in various places by leaving people. It's an indispensable thing to do to survive as a species."

"Shit......"

"I don't know unless I try and see everything. Isn't it?

No, you're not. This is not salvation.

Simply, his intellectual curiosity caught fire.

However, with the magical psycho in between, a slight calm was created for Mr. Richard. It would be good to see it as a margin of consideration. Shouldn't we move here to verification for the shota dick who braved us to cum out?

"Mr. Arsh. But then, you could be a man's..."

"Chi, no! A man is even his own! I have never, never, ever drank anything but myself and Osama, and don't drink! It's true! It's true! So, so, I didn't want to say this in public!

…………

I didn't ask you that.

And now the dialogue, depending on how you hear it, is the breeze you drank up to Osama's.

Let's not do that.

"I mean, when you put up with your desire for finesse, when ancestral returns occur,"

"It's amazing, I can't help it, I want to drink it. Not very, but unbearable. Still, I'm a man, so, uh, I endured it. I endured it. Then, as I see it now, my skin starts to change color, and it swells to my chest for the first time, so I don't think it tastes good like this..."

"When I drank it, it healed."

"... yeah"

A nod that seems to disappear now.

Looks totally beautiful girl brunette twin tail so bad in nature.

Shota dick standing behavior, which has never shown signs of stopping women's clothing, seems even more polished since leaving the school city. Earlier, when I was moving around the room, I deliberately walked in front of my soy sauce face, pretending to do it and my butt.

"So, Mr. Richard, what do you say?

…………

What are you suggesting, but is it a slightly harsh decision for him to admit it to both of the other idiots? There is one choice for my beloved daughter in two. Will it remain a succubus or will it survive alcohol consumption to sustain humans?

"I've had it for about three days since this happened, but since then I haven't had any experience either..."

Shota dick tells him to hang on to the chase.

You have a hell of a mental strength to put up with for three days in this state.

After a few moments, judgment was made.

"... ok"

With a ready look, Ms. Richard declared.

"Let my daughter drink."

The question is, who's to drink?

In Mr. Richard's brain, Lolivitch with membrane still in virgin setting.

Sin is no one else, is she not herself?

This wouldn't have happened if Allen's guy had let him gook properly and regularly in the first place. Everyone in Fitzclarence should have gone by without even realizing who they were.

"We'll be waiting elsewhere."

Speak to Mr. Richard and head to the hallway.

Nature and other facets. Also, walk outside as well.

However, such a soy-sauce-faced shoulder was grabbed with gash.

"Wait, Mr. Tanaka"

"... Mr. Richard?

"That's never acceptable, such as from me, the father,"

I can stare at you with a serious face.

Awesome scary.

It feels like a chimp grabbed me by the chest and put me close to my face.

But you don't have a choice.

…………

We need to keep drinking and going, so it's for each other that we take this opportunity to get closer to our families. Something I think is absolutely out of hiding in my nocturnal daughter and my dad's diagram of doing this to my wife, whether I keep it to myself or not.

I saw something scary. Though I'm sure I'm thrilled.

"... No, you can't"

"So do you tolerate being a sacubus?

"Mr. Tanaka."

"What is it?

"Give me your stuff."

…………

That gives me goosebumps when a man tells me, even if I understand why and background.

Something bumpy on my back.

"I can't. That would be treachery against her."

"There's no other way"

"For, let me name Mr Allen. Mr. Estelle was with him in the capital, Calis. Perhaps he came this far, giving priority to her life in exchange for his own."

Chirali, handsome ahead of us as our gaze heads.

There is now exactly what Allen looked like when he turned his heel back to stay behind the room.

"He is the one who deserves it. Mr. Estelle will never hate you either."

"... Gu"

As a father, I find myself refusing to choose Allen.

But I want boulders to drink this occasion.

No, it's not Mr. Richard who drinks, or whatever. No, I don't think so.

"Please wait! Mr. Tanaka is better than I am!

Allen barked as she turned to this one.

No, no, don't be shy, handsome.

I would have drunk it many times before.

It's too late now.

Isn't it more proof than anything that Lolivich has truly spent his time as a person to this day? I mean, it's going to hurt my stomach thinking about Richard's near future when he regains his calm and realizes that fact.

Oh, when I thought about it, I was getting sad over time.

It's not fun at all for a beautiful girl to ingest handsome energy orally or anything.

Personally, adultery is more exciting. I'm worried about Estelle's reaction after the fact. What happens to the distance between father and daughter? Oh, but I don't really want to see lots of beta-loving lollivitches on Mr. Richard.

"Now if you'll excuse me."

"Please wait..."

Shake Mr. Richard, the soy sauce face fades out.

I tried, and now they grabbed my arm.

Stop it, don't grab it.

I don't want to deal with bastards at this time right now.

"I have one idea! This one will convince itself!

"… for once, let me ask you something"

Everyone's attention is drawn.

Mr. Richard, with his blood-running eyes, began to speak quickly.

◇ ◆ ◇

Now there are three glasses in front of us, lined up on the table.

There's about half a pour of milk on the inside. I borrowed it from the mayor's kitchen. If someone doesn't know what's going on, they'll decide it's a near-drinking glass of milk. Nothing to be aware of.

However, to be honest, I don't really want to watch this.

"You're Ready"

"... are you sure you want to continue?

"Naturally."

Richard nodded deeply in response to an inquiry about his soy sauce face.

I don't think it's sanity.

…………

…………

Estelle's room in Dragon City is the same place.

In addition to myself and Mr. Richard, there is only the appearance of Allen in the area.

Until earlier, it was packed in a large number of places, so the room that I had felt very small was very spacious now. And in front of me, the glass, which was neatly sidelined and on the table, was giddy for a terrible presence.

On the other hand, we are very refreshed.

…………

I didn't want this to happen.

But Mr. Richard has decided to be ready. I can see a strong will in those eyes. There's an absolute will to do anything. Busamen and Yaritin have no power to deny this.

"Now let's shuffle"

Speaking in strict condition, Mr. Richard heads to the table.

"You two stay back, please."

"Okay."

"Ha, ha..."

Turn around as you're told. Right.

Slightly over the shoulder was the trick and the small moving sound of the glass on the table. Three lines up. That's exactly what Mr. Richard is doing now, so I guess they're switching places.

Would all the dozens of seconds have passed?

"You can turn around."

Instructions were given.

As I was told, I head to the table.

Three glasses unchanged there.

"Mr. Allen, it's your turn."

"... Yes"

I mean, that's the thing.

Mr. Richard, Allen, in your own order, I'm going to rearrange the glasses placed on the table. While each person is sorting, the other two won't be able to confirm this. Then strange, the arrangement of the glasses changed the order in which it was originally and went out of order that no one knew.

"Well, one last thing, Mr. Tanaka, please"

"Okay."

The glass, which has been replaced and replaced in order by our hands, will eventually be chosen by Mr. Richard's hand. Is it the glass that was initially on the right, the glass that was on the left, or the glass that was in the center?

No one can tell.

To no one.

Such a glass is carried to the mouth of a sleeping bitch, with strict and careful treatment.

Before we knew it, the milk sauntered and flowed into Lolivich's chamber.

But still, change does not come.

The container does not recover.

After a while, Mr. Richard shrugged.

"... maybe not enough"

"Yay, that's true! I think so too!

Allen nodded her hair uncomfortably.

I see, indeed, that possibility cannot be denied. If this is the case, you should have checked the amount of shota dick you needed. Worst of all, it even creates a need for everyone to cooperate. What a thought, unintentionally imagined deliverable, goosebumps feeling on arms and back.

"I'll give you the next drink."

Whimpering to proclaim to us, Mr. Richard took the second glass.

Instead, the milk is carried to Estelle's lovely mouth.