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“I should help the Pope, as Toleiman said. As you can see by my name, Toleman is the one who founded our kingdom, and I cannot refuse his command. No, it's actually impossible to say no. ”

Serran smiles lightly as if it were nothing.

“Are you okay? I don't know when you'll be home. ”

“It doesn't matter. It's obvious that you have to stay there to get married. And it's so boring because there's nothing to do in the castle. It's much better here. ”

Serran toured the officetel and said, I really liked coming here, not just to comfort the poem.

“But the house is very narrow. Why did you stay here if you didn't live there? You got a problem with that? ”

“This is the world I live in. It's a different world where no one lives, so it's not for me to live in. ”

The poem told Serran what was easy for him to understand. She is smart and smart, so she will understand her situation easily.

“Aha, that's why you're going to the warp gate. So we're the only two people in this house? ”

“No, there's a fellow named Aru. ”

“Aru? Is it a woman? ”

“Oh, yes. A woman.”

“I see.”

Serran smiles slightly as he watches the poem. I don't know what he was thinking, but he didn't ask me any more questions.

The poem smiled awkwardly at such disturbance. Thinking about it, I have to stay with Serran in the future, but it's a little difficult to have sex with Aru. When I was two years old, I had sex all the time, whether in my bedroom, couch or place, but it was hard to do this when I had serpents. Moreover, the bed was for two people, so there was no place for Serran to belong.

While I was thinking about this, it was over 7 o'clock.

“I'll teach you what to use first. ”

“Thank you.”

The poem taught Serran the least things, from taking food out of the refrigerator to showering.

Serran's eyes are full of interest.

“I'll be out for a while, so take a shower and get some rest. ”

“Shower?”

“Yes, I have to take a shower here every day. I'll get you some new clothes. ”

I said, "Okay, and get me something that's not as exposed as it is right now. Okay?"

“Of course. Of course. ”

The poem smiled slightly at Serran and went to the castle in Quezron to pick out some clothes.

I asked her to bring it to me without exposure, but I didn't intend to. Naturally speaking, Serran had to make her a perfect woman. The relationship was a little too uncomfortable to stay together and there were many problems in enjoying a smooth sex life.

The pope glanced at it and chose a slip. It was not as blatant as before, but a typical slip of ordinary design. However, the V-line with the shoulder strap was emphasizing the bust bone considerably, so it seemed to fit well with the large turbulence.

The poem that picked the pink slip came back to the officetel.

“Wash up and put this on. ”

Serran looks directly at the clothes the poet gave him. Check what the design looks like. Fortunately, it wasn't particularly sexy. Although my sisters liked to wear sexually explicit clothes, they were quite conservative and did not like sexually explicit clothes.

“This should do it. ”

“Then I'll be back. Take a rest. ”

“Got it.”

Serran nods at the words of the poem.

The town left the officetel and headed to the cafe. The slip itself was not a mesh, so it did not have to be that bad, but if you wear it like that because you did not give it panties, the penis will look the same. I could have just worn what I had given him, but I could have worn the pants I gave you earlier if Seran felt burdened with such things.

Anyway, it didn't matter. I didn't know how long it would take to become intimate and unselfish with Seran, and in the meantime, it was necessary to continue to show those exposed clothes and recognize them as nothing.

“Brother!"

As I entered the cafe, Aroo found the situation and called out in a happy voice. Hyunju and praise and playing were also fun, but I liked it best when I was with the poem.

“Aru, how are you? ”

“Yes, I helped Hyundai's sister with her coffee and cleaning today. ”

“Yes, well done. ”

“Heh heh.”

When the poem praises him, Aru feels good to be full.

“Hey, can you talk to me later? ”

When the poet sat at the table with Aru, Chant came and told the poet. However, the expression of praise does not look good.

“Oh, right. Okay. We'll talk after the cafe. I actually have something to tell you. ”

“Yes? Are you going to tell me? ”

“Yeah, it's kind of important. ”

“What……. ”

The words of the poem filled me with anxiety. I felt frustrated by the fact that it was important. I can't stop thinking about living with that woman who's from overseas.

“I'll tell you after the cafe. ”

“Oh, yes. Okay, brother. ”

After hearing the words of the poem, the words of the poem kept bothering me and things didn't even work out. Even when I made coffee, all I could think about was what was important about it.

Tsk, tsk!

Eventually, something happened. Chant dropped the glass tray and smashed it to pieces.

At the sound of the glass breaking, the people at the cafe glance over the counter to see what's going on.

“Praise be to God. Are you okay? ”

“Chan Mi, are you okay? ”

Surprised by the sound of the glass breaking, Aru approached Chan and said.

“I'm sorry, brother. I'll clean it up.”

Chant apologized to the poem and tried to pick up a piece of glass.

“Praise, it's dangerous. I'll clean it up. Don't touch the compliment. ”

The poet grabbed Chan's hand, stopped, and put the glass in the garbage bag by hand. You're fine because you don't get hurt by this piece of glass at all, but compliments can get hurt.

When I put it all in the garbage bag until the last piece of glass, Chant sighed lightly. Since I called the poem earlier, I haven't lost my thoughts about the poem in my head. I couldn't bear the anxiety that the poem might leave.

“Careful. Praise. You can't get hurt. ”

“Look out, Sis! ”

“Thank you, brother. Thank you, Aruya. ”

In the words of the gentle poem, he smiled slightly. I feel at ease just by looking at the smile of the poem. However, the face of praise was slightly blurred when I came back to think about the important things to say later. I don't know what he was talking about, but he was strangely nervous.

When he finished roughly, he returned to the table and went online on his laptop. I had to check to see if she wrote the apology correctly.

[I apologize for the damage caused by the Song Theatre by spreading false rumors.]

When I entered the site, an apology was posted. I didn't like the title that much. The poem read the apology by clicking on the text.

[In fact, I don't go to school with her. I don't know who she is. But compared to Songsmith, she kept cursing and made a fact that she wasn't angry. I'm so sorry. I have to tell you this again....]

It was a long apology. I feel anxious about being sued. Since it was a good apology, the poem rolled down the wheel and read the comment.

[Oh, is that true? No matter how angry you are, you shouldn't use such a lie.]

[Oh, I don't want to insult Unmi's brothers again. Erase it. That's awesome.]

[As expected……. I knew the song script couldn't do that.]

The comments on the apology were also quite favorable. even though the women who looked like middle-aged U.N. fans blamed the girl who posted the apology and were annoyed.

But the problem was that he dragged Yumi to the motel, assaulted and raped her, and there were over 1,000 comments on the apology, and there were only about 50 comments on the apology. Moreover, the views were ridiculously low compared to the scandal articles.

As the situation predicts, this apology is not an issue at all compared to scandals. Well, it was a pretty expected outcome.

The town searched the internet and read opinions about itself. Apologies came up earlier and spread to several sites, but they were still human horse scum.

In addition, in Dishwasher, he designated himself as an essential element and was pouring out all kinds of synthetic photos with his face. I was pretty annoyed and angry that such interesting synthetic material became my material when I watched it.

While I was busy helping with the shop and going through the polls on the internet, it was time for the cafe to end.

The demonstration and the other part-timers sat at the table after work, leaving only compliments, arrows, and poetry in the cafe that closed the door. The expression of praise is full of anxiety.

“Praise, I got you a new one this time. Would you like a drink? ”

“A car?”

“Yes, just a moment. ”

The poet pretended to pull it out of the bag and pulled Shue's car out of the subspace. Drinking this will calm the heart of praise and enlarge my understanding.

A cup containing dried petals was poured with hot water. Purple petals make rich, sweet and subtle scents.

I gave the cup of tea to Aruwa Praise. I gave it to Aru because I thought it would be strange to give it to him. It's not bad, it's just an effect that broadens my mind, so I didn't care if Aru drinks it at all. It tasted good.

“Smells good. ”

Praise tasted the aroma with a slight nose to the cup. The face of praises that had been filled with anxiety was somewhat unravelled.

“Drink it.”

“Yes, brother! It looks delicious. ”

The poem said that Aru sparkled his eyes and drank the tea carefully.

“Yummy!”

Aru smiles purely and admires. Thanks to Aru, the atmosphere can be heavy.

“How about a compliment? ”

“Yummy, brother. ”

Praise also drank tea and made a slightly impressive face. Not only is it sweet like sugar, but it's a bland and sweet taste with no irritating taste at all.

“I'm glad.”

Chan now drank tea and is ready to talk. In fact, this was something that had to be revealed someday, and now was the best time to silence the rumors.

“I told you earlier, if you know your parents from overseas, your daughter is here. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

As soon as I heard the poem, I felt a little anxious again in the face of praise.

“I'm afraid we're going to have to spend some time together. ”

“Can't he live alone? It seems like a high school these days... ”

“It's not about the money. I want you to stay with me because you're nervous about your parents sending your daughter alone. ”

“Ah……. ”

I could not argue with the manners and integrity of the poem. There are few people in the world who are as kind as the poem. So I'm sure they wouldn't have refused their parents' recommendations.

“But there's something else I need to explain to Chan... ”

“Yes? What do I need to find out? ”

“Yes, Aru is not actually my brother. ”

“Yes?”

Praised by the words of the poem, I doubted that I couldn't understand the meaning of the words. Aroo is not your brother?

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