Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

The sound of a giddy bed gives a hunch about the contraindications that are about to begin. Clothes rubbing sound. Sweet fragrance. Every such element stimulates the senses of driftshielding without any experience.

"Hmm. What about my body?"

Myor Felstrem, sitting on the sheet, wormlessly twisted his glossy limbs. That outfit, which is as exposed as ever, is still highly irritating to the boy.

"I know it. That night I first met her... Lugo, who couldn't wait to see my charm, was refreshed to stick by himself."

Hey, why did you do that?

The moment I accidentally swallowed my goku and spit,

"Really?

Turning to his voice, Belgrette was sitting perched on the same bed.

When I say it's autumn, I wear a light summer dress. Rather, it was a level of thinness that it was almost skin-worn. Both the large breasts and the laid-back lines of the body have all emerged.

If you're having trouble with the place of your eyes,

"Lugo... think of me... I didn't"

Stick your mouth out like a stubborn one.

"I even confessed yesterday..."

Her embarrassing face and words like that are so appealing that it makes her head tease.

No, because I'm thinking about Belle too! Quite often! That's not what I'm talking about!

I was in a rush to say something, but something jumped from behind me. Someone warm and soft is stuck on his back perfectly.

"It's Mia!

The assassin raised his name.

Yeah, you, what are you doing, trying to get away,

- Lugo.

Zorring, chilling - Mia's voice that just seems like someone else.

"Don't look at me with weird eyes, you can't. Fatherhood. - Oh, my God. That's how you suppress yourself, isn't it? But... you don't have to put up with it, do you? I'm Lugo's" slave. "

Mia's warmth on her back makes her cold as real ice, not unlike her voice.

"You suck."

When I finally turned around, there was just an icy glance waiting for me.

Claire with eyes that look at the garbage says pale as she arms around her bed.

"You say something that you care about your sister, and in the end, it doesn't matter to anyone who's a woman, does it? - That's what I am."

No, I don't have time to say, another voice interrupts me.

"Oh really...?

Muddy, faint-looking voice.

Looking back, there's Leafia, the 'Penta' girl manipulating the wind.

"... the other day, you said you were my sister... Wow, that's how you looked at me too...?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Oh, yes, it is."

It was the voice I hadn't heard in a little while.

If you circled your neck to the other side, there was a well-suited Japanese girl in a witch costume - Sakurai Yukizaki.

"Speaking of which, you prefer the slightly older sister type of brunette long.... So, maybe... you've seen me that way too...? Ah. Is that what you wanted from your sister about me...?

Oh, no. I don't feel comfortable there, I don't see it with weird eyes, and I don't know how I like the type. I don't remember telling you, I desperately missed my eyes from Sakuragiri's dark hair, chest and thighs...

"It is."

Listening to the newly popped voices, the driftshield froze completely.

"Mmm, it is..."

I'm right behind you. Someone, like Mia earlier, snuggles up perfectly. Unlike when I was a kid I've been kidding and doing that, the feeling of swelling hitting my back. Glossy whispers of exhalation, audible in the ear.

Fluffy 'dark hair' tickles the boy's cheeks, his neck. To stimulate. Like inviting.

"Then I'll fall under that condition, too."

Hey. Are you kidding me? What are you talking about...!

There are signs that he will keep his body. I feel nostalgic already. My voice.

"Hey, you're right -"

Slowly stretched hands from behind to the lower abdomen, which seems to exceed the limit.

"Ahhhhhhhh!?

Literal jump.

Blow out the sheets and check the area as you roll the pillow.

An inn in the city of Dearley. Naturally, no one but myself.

………………

If you check the provided column clock, the time is 5: 30 a.m. Autumn was also bad in the middle of the year, or it's still dim out the window. These shifts in the length of the day are the same as on Earth. I guess that means that this Grimclows is also a planet that is rotating around the Sun Inverenus.

... than that.

I wiped my sweaty forehead and realized there was a drift protection that corrected the mess in my clothes.

"... Seriously..."

I recognize that fact and am just stunned that I can't believe it myself.

Yesterday. Just last night, I said I had just passed on my thoughts to Belgrette.

Why, like this.

"... me, with a bee... a lady lover, a gessyarrow what...?

One was just a sense of weakness and self-loathing.

Shabu-shabu.

The sky also started to light up a little bit before 6: 00 a.m.

In the garden of the inn, the drift shelter was encouraging the laundry.

Since there is no civilized instrument of washing machines or the like, it is naturally a hand wash using sagging. If he had been in Grimcrows for five months, he was accustomed to these tasks.

... though. While carefully foaming and washing your underwear, Lifeguard swirls unconvincing feelings into the back of your chest.

- I like Belle.

There is no lie or falsehood in that thought that I frankly confessed yesterday.... notwithstanding, what is that dream?

(Well... Mia doesn't want to put it out on her daughter-in-law, Myol is horny, Claire is devastating when she deles, Leafia is a picturesque sisterhood, Sakuragiri is oddly colorful witch cosplay...)

If you think about it, you'll find a variety of heroines.

Arishi Shield is also an old boy. The alignment can be all cute or beautiful, and it would be more impossible not to look at it with those eyes.

(... Still)

Still... only the last 'he', never.

Yes, I should have thought...

(What's that strangely realistic dream...)

It was so clear that I didn't think it was a dream, it conveyed the smell and feel. As if it were something that was real.

"Ha..."

Fighting bubbles as you melancholy,

"Oh, is that Aliumi?

I heard a voice from the entrance to the garden.

I came running through the still dim courtyard of dawn,

"... Edvin"

He was Edvin Gaul, a bad punch perm student nicknamed "The Mad Dog". Such a Yankee chanter, Magee, is letting his breath bounce with his shoulders.

"Maybe... you were going for a morning run in?

"... Huh, it's Ow"

Karate heartily admired the snort of a young man wiping his forehead.

The sweat flowing in spite of this cool period is proof that it has been well run in. It was a long time ago that I heard you started working out inspired by driftshielding, but you still seem to be holding on without ending up with a three-day boy. The day after a festival like this, even on the go is indispensable. I guess even while the adolescent boy was dreaming he couldn't help himself, he was running seriously.

"You're the one who's been doing this all morning? Did you do the laundry? I did it myself until I stayed at the inn. You're going to be fine."

"I didn't let you out."

"Owah."

It was a scream of a covered mood.

"Get me out of here. Eh, no, I got out..., yeah, I didn't want to get you out."

"Ooh, ooh... what are you talking about? Sorry..."

Obviously I was hacked at Edvin pulling it off, and the drift shield awkwardly missed my gaze.

"Yes, no... I woke up early having a little nasty dream... sorry"

"O, ooh"

Shabu-shabu.

Edvin begins his fist bareback on the spot as only strange uncomfortable and laundry sounds dominate the place.

I guess it's totally an imitation of drift protection. Fist after fist exhaling sissy, but surprisingly full of gaps and not shaped. but I can feel the 'appearance' I'm used to fighting.

Seeing him like that, the drift shelter was asking about nature.

"Edvin... why do you want to be strong?

"Ah? … why"

He stopped his fist, pushed silently to contemplate,

"... well. I don't think I can be a hero to you... or a knight to Belle, or a warrior to Diegos."

Stick your fists out in disguise with two or three.

"I'm just getting stronger. Can't that be all?

"... no"

I've been treated like a bully lately, but in short, Edvin is strong.

With its belligerent temperament in sight, the flaming indiscriminate scattering of momentum without thinking later will not be beyond the control of a concurrent human being. I don't get to deal with them first in the hangouts and gangs around there.

Even in the brawl that once dealt with the Redrack family, he has succeeded in defeating one of the enemy executives in a joint fight with Lenore.

Given that you are still a student of the College, that combat ability should be considered a distinguished category.

But I guess it's not enough. Around, there are driftshields, bellettes and digos. I can't convince myself that it's okay to stay right now because I've been shown 'up' up close.

I still think that if the drift guard himself was in his position, he would think the same. That's what a man who craves strength is.

You asked me something stupid, and I shook the shield. Shabby.

"To Edvin...... Li, Lugo?

The modest voice heard there came from the inn's mother house.

If we both turn our faces, we'll come this way through the door.

"... be, belle child"

"Belle. Oh, hey."

"Good morning.... both of you."

Belgrette. I finally confessed to the momentum I didn't quite understand yesterday, its opponent.

(……………, eh)

Now. This is how we face each other, and I feel it again. The embarrassment comes in.

I sprinkled my thoughts as I was put in the glorious atmosphere of the festival...... Exactly, one might only call it the fault of youthfulness.

"Oh, that Lugo!

"Yes!?

The thinker suddenly called me in and replied like a prestigious 800 house.

"Kee, yesterday, I'm sorry for everything. Um... I would like to talk about more details later..."

Belgrette looks away from her gaze, while curling her long hair around her fingers and making her mouth look that way.

"Ooh... ok. I'm sorry for the sudden..."

"Ugh, yeah. It's okay...... never mind"

"Oh, God."

"Ugh, yeah"

"What are you talking about, you guys?

Shit. Edvin's in the way.

(Ha, it's bad for Edvin no matter how much...)

A small shadow appeared from the mother house all the time as she secretly reflected on the fact that she had treated her as a disturber.

"Kun Kun...... from here, Belle's smell ~"

Hey. There's some kind of monster out there.

Its presence, hitting the courtyard, which was becoming brighter, jumped to Belgrette with a touch of energy. It's kind of like a rainy day frog.

"Good morning, Belle! Lugo, too! Good morning!... Oh, there's Edvin too... Good morning..."

"That's outspoken, Lord Mia..."

"Good morning, Belle"

"Here we go. Because it tickles...... ya-me-na-na. You're early, Mia."

"Hmm... what is it, the excitement of the festival doesn't stop - it feels like I can't sleep much..."

Belgrette smiles gently as she stops Mia's face from being pushed around disappointingly.

"It was the annual Dealey Birthday.... We'll all have fun again next year. Now Lenore's with me."

That may have been a declaration that reflected yesterday's line of drift protection. The girl knight, who had smiled passively last night, "I hope he can come next year," looked over at the same face with positive words.

"Ooh."

"Of course you are!

Nodding flush protection, cheerful mia reply.

".................. yeah"

And somewhat between, Edvin agrees.

……

His reaction was such that the driftshield only hooked a little.

"Mmm, Belle! Chiuuuuu."

"What's wrong, Mia?"

"Is the festival good? Anyway, the exciting atmosphere makes me feel like an asshole."

... I don't even know what Mia feels like or what kind of flushing has caused her to confess while swallowed by the same momentum.

"... Ha ha ha ha"

Looking at them that fit naturally gave me zero laughter.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Lugo?

They all pay attention with a look of surprise.

"No... I remember when I first met Mia."

At that time, in the backyard of the student building. I was interested in standing up on an open lawn, similar to here. Same thing Mia was desperate for and stuck with Belgrette.

"It was only about five months ago, but it seems like a long time ago... and I miss it so much"

"Uh, did I? But then, Edvin wasn't there. Out of the way."

If Mia intimidates Sher like a sudden cat,

"... that's right"

Edvin, scratching his head polypoly, walked straight out to his mother's house.

"Oh, that, hey, Edvin......!?

I guess I expected the usual barren rhetoric. name as Mia was shredded of momentum, but

"He came running and he was a sweaty toko. Just flush it out."

He does not look back and flickers up his hand and disappears into the building.

"Oh, that... what's wrong with you? My fault...?

"... no... from before that, that was a little crazy"

Edvin's reaction when Belgrette said, "Let's all enjoy the festival next year," also felt that the drift protection was somewhere uninterrupted. Somehow, I snorted reluctantly for the atmosphere in the field.

I guess Belgrette felt the same discomfort, staring silently at his disappearing door.

"Ugh, what happened...?

"Even Edvin is a young teenager who lives now. I would have about one or two problems... mind you"

While lining up the most plausible words, Lifeguard comforted her energetic daughter, who had become sober.

"... right..., wow"

The moment Belgrette nodded, the atmosphere in its ears vibrated slowly. The spreading ripples are a testament to the divine chant of communication, Oracle.

"At this hour...... I wonder who.... Leaver, it's Belgrette."

Girl knight responds surprised.

Sure enough, the time has just passed six in the morning. Though it's getting brighter, it's too early to fly communications to someone.

"Reed Over! It's me! How you doing, girl? It's Bellette!

The voice of the Rin woman sounded, and each of the three freaked out. But soon, Belgrette responds in a hurry.

"That voice......, Amanda! You're Amanda!?

"Yep. Long time no see, Belle. Mm-hmm. Doesn't seem the same."

Brave, is that it? What an amazing husky voice. The Lord of this voice - Amanda Aide, one of Raindeer's three greatest knights, made Princess Liliane's regular royal guard.

"It's been a really long time... That's the one, more importantly, that doesn't seem to change. So, Amanda, I've been putting in correspondence... you mean...?

A person who has been on an expedition since before he lost his way into this world and plans to return soon, but that means he has come close enough to reach the art of communication.

but such Amanda's answer was only unexpected.

"No, actually, you've already returned to the castle."

"What!? So now you're already in the royal castle!? Return is supposed to be the 13th...?

"No, that's not it. We got ahead of ourselves, so all of a sudden we went home and surprised everyone. But when you come back, your majesty, your princess, you don't have any sisters. Oretta, wake up and ask. Speaking of which, yesterday was Dealey's birthday. No, I was going to surprise you the other way around. May I say that I am truly sorry for the great Dealey, the Queen, me, Pomier, the crew, and all of them, who have lost sight of the festival?"

Ha ha, and she laughs happily.

"But how can you do that if you're already... surprised"

'Ha ha. I can finally go home - so it was all a weird buzz, wasn't it? Anyway, I thought Bell would be awake at this hour, so it's up to me to put in the correspondence.'

"Already... so when did you get back?

'About an hour ago. I haven't been allowed to relax in my own room in a long time now. I knew my room would calm down ~. Oh, so...'

Because it's going to be long, Belgrette looks at it and moves to the corner of the garden. but Amanda's grandiose low voice had eventually reached beneath the drift guards.

Then we had conversations such as confirming the safety of the Holy Queen and the journey, and finished the correspondence with enough.

So it was Mia who jumped pimply.

"Wow, I've heard Amanda's voice so clearly, maybe I've never...!

As one Mia of the Raindeer people, she also seems to be an admirer.

The three Latias Oretta Amanda are also widely known to the people as Raindeer's most powerful knights.

"I knew it was cool! A winning sister!

"haha......"

Such an innocent "Muko" people admirer knight, whose sloppy side comes from correspondence. Belgrette laughs uncomfortably because it leaks.

"You did seem like a fancy guy."

Are you saying it's not aristocratic or a big mess or a lavish expanse? As far as the conversation was concerned, he was such an impression. As for drift protection, I can like it better than being conceited and aristocratic.

Anyway, since the Holy Queen Elizavetta and the Royal Guard Amanda have finally returned, Belgrette and her sisters are likely to be going to the castle to show their faces by the end of the day, and so on. Not far away, I think, but also for face-to-face protection, the Girl Knight added.

"Oh, by the way, Lugo"

"Oh, my God, Belle."

"Um... how come you're laundry early this morning?

…………

"Yeah, well, I was wondering, too. You don't have to do it yourself, but if you ask the innkeeper, he'll wash it. Okay? What are you washing?

…………

Shabu-shabu. Flashly foam and hide.

That's how another new day began.

Today is a normal day, but the college is closed because of something like a birthday transfer. Belgrette and Claria will go to the castle, but once in a while, let's stretch even the wings.

And I think so.

At the request of King Aldia, who had also completely lost his liquor, he was to accompany him straight to the castle without going back to the college.

Purpose of the Holy Queen's journey. The ideal the king continues to hold.

Without knowing, they will take things in unexpected directions.