Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Henriette and Otilier walk away from the Fram house side by side.

They are also celebrities, although not as wild horses as they were when Flam was walking.

The surroundings were quite bothered.

"Sister, did you still have a job?

That's what Otilier asked.

That's what Henriette said when she broke up with Fram.

But I haven't heard back from her.

He's leaning down a little for some reason and tying his mouth to a single letter.

"Sister?

O'Tillier to ask again.

Henriette then said this in a slightly upward and upward voice.

"Hey, O'Tillier. Why don't you just keep walking?

"Oh, that's fine. But suddenly..."

Henriette holds the hand of a decent Otilier forcefully.

Part of the audience boiled down to 'oops'.

You're making too much noise to the point that you're 30. Hey - but she's that General Henriette who's famous for her hands.

Of course, there has been almost no precedent before, such as skinning in front of the public.

Even if it did, most of it was planted from the Ottilier side.

"Dull......"

Then Otilier put his hand on his mouth and laughed out.

"Hey, why laugh"

"Glad to hear it."

"That won't be all"

"Sometimes it was funny because your sister was unusually mean."

When they said that, Henriette looked up in the sky with a rare, unfaithful look.

That's weird again, and Otilier can't stop laughing more and more.

"Did you regret being told you were your wife so much?

"There is, but above all, the radicality of the teenagers."

"That's an exception."

"But would Otilier prefer me to be passionate?

It was also a bump for Otilier that Henriette's greatest “passion” would only hold hands.

But if you laugh any more, you're just going to be in a bad mood, so I can hang on for a long time.

The words that came out in its place were undoubtedly her true meaning.

"If you're my sister, I don't need anything else."

"That's all you are."

"There is only one thing in me that pertains to your sister. Toe to head - or everything from cell to cell."

Otilier to say it out with a full grin.

Previously, Henriette was somewhat chilled by her words and actions, but not now.

Rather, I prefer to be directed towards free love.

On the other hand, however, different problems had also arisen.

"Otilier, I'm anxious."

"What is it?

"I don't really understand what you like about me that much. For more than twenty years, I have used the thoughts and admired them. Even now, I don't think it's well received. What do you want with me like that?

It is Henriette's undisputed authenticity.

The look on Otilier's face when he heard it - distorted into joy.

Goosebumps all over the body of ordinary people who happen to pass by, pregnant with madness.

"hehe... hehe... hehe, hahahahahahahahahahaha!

She let go of her hand, which was connected, and ran with a laugh.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!

Spread your hands, plainly sticking a “grin” in anyone's eyes, laughing, running, laughing and running even.

"Oh, Otilier?

Confused Henriette.

Put her away, there's no way Otilier's gonna stop.

Run around there like a kid imitates a plane.

"This is the day! I can't believe this day is coming! Sister! Hey, hey, hey, hey! I'm the happiest man in the world right now! Nhehe, kuhahahaha!

Henriette, who was worried at first, also realizes that she is happy, and for a moment relieves herself of her breasts.

But what made Otilier so happy?

Henriette didn't even know what this looked like.

Then Otilier runs over to her tilting her neck, and she hugs me from the front.

"Sister?

"Duh, what's going on?"

"Sister?

"Oh, it's me. I'm me, but what..."

"Sister, ahhh!

Otilier nods his face to his chest and waves his head around.

I inhaled the smell all over my lungs and felt plush and sensual all over my body.

Stick it to the neck muscle and lick it with your tongue to make sure it tastes good.

"Ugh!? What are you doing, Otilier, outside, outside!

"Five senses, I'm feeling your sister with five senses!

"Why would you do that!?

"If you don't feel it, you'll be flooded with thoughts about your sister, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

It's exploding.

but Henriette just gets flirted with and can't afford to get into it.

I couldn't stand the curiosity eyes around me for now, so I ran into the alley with Otilier in my arms.

"Phew... would you be all right here for one second"

"Huh, huh, huh"

"O'Tillier, what's going on? What excited you so much?

"Ugh... I don't know?

I just don't know.

Henriette answers honestly.

Otilier then twisted his hips, "My honest sister is lovely, too," he said.

Whatever you say is going to be converted to favoritism no longer.

"Sister, you must have felt anxious, didn't you?

"Yeah, right."

"You were anxious not to know what I liked about your sister, weren't you?

"That's what you'd be saying"

"You weren't sure how you could distract me, so you were anxious to leave me one day, were you?

"Say yes, but why repeat"

"'Cause, sister, it 's--"

Otilier's eyes open wide.

Plus she turned her slight black eyes to Henriette, hoisted her mouth corner to the limit, laughed and said away.

"Love, yes."

Love - the word, in Henriette's brain, reflates as echoed.

I knew it existed.

But there was no certainty as to whether it was in me or what it was called love in my chest.

At least, until now.

"Me, I've never felt love so clearly from your sister. That sister, who has been far away, leaning in or away, and felt a little distance even as she touched me, turns her love to me......! Don't be ecstatic about this. What would be Otilier Fockerpie! No, I dare you to name this place Otilier Bassenheim and your sister's last name!

I wrap my hands around your sister's chest, rap, and talk fast.

"This is love, is it?

"Yes, sister!

"Otilier, you... you've had a much stronger feeling than this anxiety of mine for over twenty years?

"That's right. And from now on, in fifty years, in a hundred years, in the next life, in the destruction of mankind, in the exhaustion of my soul, there will never be an end to my thoughts of your sister."

Otilier who speaks happily, but Henriette's face against it gets more and more cloudy.

And her arms wrapped around Otilier's body.

"... Otilier"

Keep your mouth even closer to your ear and whisper gently.

"You've made me feel hard."

To his sweet voice, Otilier shook his body frightened.

"Ahhh... ahhh... that's such a waste of time......"

It is the culmination of happiness.

An admiring sister, a heavenly being who was supposed to end with admiration, now holds the same thoughts in her chest as she hugs her body.

I didn't even dream about that.

A past imitation, even people as good as Otilier have stopped.

That's - that's what happened.

Naturally, I cried.

Tears streamed like waterfalls, wetting Henriette's clothes.

Still not enough.

Big emotions are swirling in my body so much that I want them to flow out of my eyes, my brain, even my gut.

To Otilier, who is so touched by it, or so it may be, Henriette puts on a further chase.

"The fact that Flam Apricot is back will soon (...) come true, too. At that time - really, even on the doorstep, could you be Otilier Bassenheim? I'm sorry, but that's the only way I can reward you right now."

Otilier's movement stops perfectly.

Stare at Henriette's face like you see something incredible.

"Sister... that's... hi, I'm just happy to have you next door as a secretary, but that's it... are you sure?

"I wanted to do that myself."

"You're not a secretary, you're not a colleague, you're not a childhood friend, you're not a lover, are you? That's..."

"Oh, you're a mate"

"HANRYO…"

Otilier revolts with a unique pronunciation.

And swallowed the meaning of the word, and when it reached the brain - as if drugs could play, extreme excitement dominated her.

"Sister...... Sister...... Sister ahhhhhhhh! Oh, sister, sister, ha-ha, hi-ha, hi-ha, hi-ha."

"Calm down, Otilier."

Henriette gently slaps her back, which is likely to fall into hyperventilation.

Each time, Otilier shook his body.

It is counterproductive.

"Oh, hey, calm down, etc., I can't. Wow! Sister, ahhh! Sister, sister, sister, sister, sister, sister, sister, sister, sister, sister! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... ah"

"Otilier?"

Her movements stop perfectly.

I thought maybe, I lost my strength from my body and leaned on Henriette all the time.

"No way, did you pass out? Something's wet... Wow! Leaks......!? You're lying, that's all because you're so happy... Hey, Otilier, wake up, Otilier! You're in big trouble!? Otilier ah!"

The cry naturally rang outside the alley, and the wild horses gathered again.

In the end, to protect Otilier's honor, she would hold the princess in her body and run through the city - the next day, every newspaper reported on the state of it all they wanted.

Most of all, people are basically just supporters of the two love paths, so it was a favorable content everywhere.

By the way, some reporters noticed it (...) as well, but they weren't particularly touched on in the paper.