Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

At dusk.

Xiao 'er (Ciaoni), accompanied by Kuroyang (Hayyan), a black heavenly thousand tail fox with two blocked large tails and a body no less than snow and white, dived through the gates of the foreign residence as usual and headed under Carlos Cartigio, director of Insteca's trade hall.

The figure of Xiao Xiao Bao, who weaves a midcontinental style boneless coat like that worn by a man and walks with two bows and two hus on his back, is refreshing, gathering the gaze of gatekeepers, merchants and sailors.

But neither Xiao 'er nor Kuroyang make them a one-size-fits-all.

For a little while, it is the newcomers who say to shake it up even with love, and the men who have seen it many times already are in love with its unseemly appearance. For such men, even a terrible warcraft called Kuroyang, who is always with them, was just one of Xiao Xiao's charms.

When Xiao Xiao arrived at the mall, Carlos greeted Xiao Xiao and Kuroyang as usual, but things looked different from usual to Xiao Xiao. It is difficult to say what is said, but it seems to be somewhat in a hurry.

Xiao Xiao followed Carlos, wondering whether his wife in his home country had sprained him, and whether it was a common customer situation.

Red carpets on stone walls and chandeliers glistening overhead through a midcontinental style hall had several men, familiar business curators.

Xiao Bao takes off his coat and gives it to the servant of the mall, as usual.

The curators exhaled howlingly at the appearance of Xiao Xiao, who had become dewy.

The bands draped around the stuffed collar and hips, clothes with matching clothes on the shoulders, are also similar to Mongolian ethnic costumes, but the silhouette is thinner than that and the lines of the body clearly emerge.

Although her undulating body appearance seemed young, her merciful and beautiful appearance had made her turn it into a demonic charm. Sometimes Xiao Bao herself was still growing up, and the women lovers secretly enjoyed the change.

Most importantly, Xiao Xiao seems to have little growth.

"- It's in Xiao Bao. Tonight."

Xiao Xiao Xiao said that, first Xiao Xiao Jiao squeaking a two bow Erhu that is as long as one song and his body length.

In the meantime, the servants line up their dishes and liquor at the table in front of the shopkeepers.

"- Oh, the performer? Whore?"

Xiao Xiao just finished a song and a little woman showed up.

Bright pink hair is far more and longer than normal race. It is small, but its face is never young, and at first glance it also appears to have shrunk the elves intact, but not as transcendent as the elves, fleshy and sensual. In that sense it seemed to have made the half elf smaller. It was a small race Nadala Yag.

There was no point in scorning where I said whore, it just felt like I heard the facts.

The sensible Xiao Xiao saw what had happened earlier and Carlos, who was only slightly upset, was convinced.

There was a woman who seemed to be very close to Carlos, and she was afraid that it would be troublesome if she found out she was into a geisha.

It doesn't mean anything to Xiao Xiao Xiao of the Man Belt Geisha, but he's not the same thing as a man.

For Christ's sake, when Xiao Xiao sighed small, Carlos, who saw it, did not change his expression, but his gaze has gone between Xiao Xiao and Nadara. The Great Demon (Auga) had twitching and sweat seeping through his similarly stiff face.

Nadara and I have been friends since we were in the Mid Continent. It is a so-called adult relationship.

This time it seems that Nadara has escaped the mess of Lesiharm, and she hid it for a while. A sudden visit did not give him time to change places.

"- I'm Xiao Xiao 'er, a geisha. How dare you?"

Nadara snorts at Xiao Xiao, who firmly corrects the word whore.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought they were both the same thing. Nadala Yag."

Xiao's pitiful gaze collides with Nadara's provocative gaze.

Seeing it, Carlos, in a hurry, manages to rule the field under his own grip as a player.

"Nadala is an old friend. I travel the world. - Xiao Bao has been called a lot lately. You don't sell your body when it comes to man-band geisha, you only sell your geisha -"

"- Oh, that's not nice. I can't believe I can just eat it with my art arm."

Just what the word was. Nadara's gaze on the back was directed at Xiao Bao's flat body. It's like saying, then there won't be any buyers.

Although he is a taller Xiao child than Nadara, the development of parts in each part was definitely higher in Nadara.

"- Yeah, thank you so much."

Xiao Xiao Xiao flushed sarcastically that she was willing to hang out with Nadara on purpose and made no sense. If you are a female opponent, you are always dealing with other geisha opponents. It was something I was used to.

The curators look pleasantly at the interaction between the two to star as if they were luscious fleshy fairies and pitiful glanced little snowwomen.

One, Carlos was the only one who managed to take care of the exterior, while still scratching a surprising sweat on his back.

"Fine, fine..."

Nadara wasn't jealous of anything either. It seemed interesting if I made fun of it.

Its eyes, staring at Xiao 'er, turned next to the black yang behind it.

But Kuroyang turns away with a face. He sniffed away the smell of snow and white, the treasurer who remained slightly in Nadala's body.

I'm glad the snow whites were safe, but not the black yang that honestly manifests it.

Not to mention Nadala, who knows nothing about Kuroyang.

"You're a heartless warcraft. I didn't mind being white and big, but you're the same."

So Xiao Xiao also finally realized what Black Yang meant by his reaction.

This woman named Nadala and her collectors came into contact somewhere.

Xiao Xiao was relieved by the fact that the collector was alive, but he was just a little angry that such a woman would catch him too, but he was still angry.

"What?

Nadara puts her hand on her hips and looks at Xiao Xiao in dissatisfaction.

But such an arrogant attitude didn't bother me much if I thought it taught me the cheapness of the collectors. Xiao Xiao answers Nadara as she suppresses the black-yang that began to irritate her.

"No, Nadala, listen to me."

Nadara sits next to Carlos more and more, suspiciously, as Xiao Xiao's attitude suddenly softened. It was as if I were going to ask.

The curators expected a further training ground, but the feast was safe and over with nothing. Except for Carlos' stomach.

"Huh, that sounds good. It's not like some bad painting."

Sometimes I just remembered Snow White, and Nadala acclaimed Xiao Bao that way.

The words were strangely strange to Xiao Xiao, and I laughed when I dull them.

Xiao 'er, who returned to the ruins of White Misty Mountain before the gate closed, was visiting the usual nightclub with Kuroyang.

It was the store where Big Star banquets every once in a while, and the last place he drank with the keeper.

The nightclub owner says nothing, as usual, he puts black liquor in a glass, and leaves two knobs at a time.

It was always Xiao Bao's pleasure to have a drink here after work.

- Were you still here?

I haven't done anything for a while, but Xiao Xiao raised her face to the voice of Miao (Maini), a teacher who couldn't possibly have misheard me.

Miao, and Big Star and Tama-young stood side by side.

"Were you back? Oh, go ahead."

After work Xiao Xiao had only a few pieces of love. In an unscrupulous way that doesn't even make you feel shards, but fills your seat with intimacy.

"Looking good, above all."

Big Star said languidly looking at Xiao 'er, and Kuroyang, and Yuying simply raised his hand lightly to Xiao 'er, storming Kuroyang.

Did Kuroyang also give up on Tama-young, while appropriately tailing Tama-young as he hugged him, licking the black liquor that Xiao Bao had divided him.

The shopkeepers still silently serve booze and knobs, and the Big Stars start drinking as usual.

"Are you leaving again soon?

Big Star, who worked hand in hand with Yeru, was becoming a businessman while being flirted with by Yeru. It's hardly around here now, and it's running around the whole continent.

"No, I have a very important job to do,... and now I'm going to Reciharm as a member of the Friendship Mission on behalf of Big Star"

A clandestine Longhua country begins to interact with foreign countries, even though it is a mission.

"Amazing. Congratulations."

"So I want you to come with me. What do you think?

As a person who introduces the culture of the Longhua Country called Marriott Art Woman. And as one who follows a rare warcraft. As for Kuroyang, there was also a lot of meaning that it was an escort.

This is a request from some of the princes behind the Jehovah, and it is of course possible to say no. However, basically, it was extremely honorable, and there was no one else to say no.

It didn't matter to Xiao Bao, such as the prince, but there was no way he could turn down the favor of Miao, a master, mother and sister, and he wasn't willing to do so.

"If your sister says so, I will accompany you"

To the words, Mi Jiao smiles happily.

Xiao Xiao is delighted by that innocent smile unwilling to do business, while she spares a master who has quit the geisha called the best in the north, slamming her hatred.

"Your sister hasn't held her bow in a while, has she? Are you all right, sir?

Even though he relies on Xiao's provocative remarks, Mi also smiles back glossily that he cannot be beaten by his disciples as a master.

"Heh heh, what you see when you follow Big Star. What you hear is rare, rather the world has spread. Plus, he played it on his trip."

The two take the bow and start playing to compete.

That night, the first duet in a long time was set to echo at the end of an inexpensive liquor store.