Elf no Kuni no Kyuutei Madoushi ni Naretanode, Toriaezu Himesama ni Seitekina Itazura wo Shitemimashita

The classroom in Xiyang was stained bright red with red light showing the evening.

In it, the girls keep making fun of themselves.

Everyone sits in a thoughtful place and sits in such a way that from the side of the eye, they don't seem sloppy.

The race fell apart, but the girls uniformed in the same school uniform uniform all the time.

You are overflowing with youthfulness dressed in matching uniforms, and you can also hear that from the topic you are talking about.

When it comes to their topic, I just said which confectionery store is delicious and the clothes of that manufacturer are cute, and there is really nothing in it.

But that is the splendid element that makes up what is called a girl. Of course they don't understand and talk about it.

Among them, the topic moved on to romance stories.

Flowers bloom in rumors about who and who are dating and who and how far they are already going.

They all looked interesting to hear about the topic that each brings up, but one of them looks really bad as he listens.

A dumpy girl noticed how she looked like that.

"Erne, where are you? I've been having a bad time talking about it lately."

Plus the girl of the human species sitting next to it went on.

"Yeah, well, I always loved Coibana. Anything wrong?

Erne, a half-elf girl, sweated cold at the two inquiries and the gaze of the other two.

"Beh, stick around... nothing..."

The four friends quickly realized that Erne's answer was too unnatural.

And the four of them caught Erne's body and began to tickle, with the thought of "I need to ask you this" that would go through without consultation.

"What the hell! What are you hiding!! Confess!!

"Yes, they do! Think the more you hide, the heavier your sins will be!!

"Hey! Then, no!! Kyaaaa!! Hihaha!! Oh, oh, oh!! Kusuku no!! Really stop, hi-ha!

to Erne, who complains seriously about being ticklish. But the four of them couldn't rest their torturing hands.

I get tears in my eyes from my flanks, neck muscles, and from my palms and back of my knees tickled to too much yawning.

"Ho, ho, really!! Stop, really!! No, no, no. Yeah! Hi-ha-hi-ha!!

Erne wept over the terrible torture of laughing even though it was painful.

"Then be honest with me. What are you hiding from our alliance of friends!!

When a girl of horned pastoral species said so on her head, Erne could not at last indulge,

"Wow, okay! Say it! Say it! Do it!! I wish I could have done more!!

Then the four of them let go of their hands simultaneously.

Elne, breathing in front of the four as she nibbles and stares, raises her tears eyes and looks over at the four.

I really never want to say it. It is a complicated topic that also makes me feel like I want to say it.

I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm going to get away with it.

"... oh, you know... before this"

When we started talking that way, the four friends blushed simultaneously, and at the same time as we finished listening, we started making noise.

"Huh? Huh? Huh?! Seriously? Elne, seriously, I kissed a boy named Lou!

"And I didn't, I couldn't help it!

"But you did, didn't you? And on the day you got numbed? Wow!! Oh no, that!!

Erne gave one complicated look in front of four people who kept yelling at her.

Elne told everyone about the day the boy named Lou inspired him to make up with his mother.

Specifically, I avoided having a fight with my mother or having bare strands in the shape of a mouth truck because of that, and taking a bath with me.

Because when I talk that far, I know I definitely think I'm an outrageous de pervert.

So when I went to my mother's hometown about my mother, a boy numbered me and decided to kiss me when I broke up.

It's a lie to the point of awesomeness, but I couldn't say anything more about it.

The friends who heard the story listened to Erne digging for roots and leaves, and whenever the answer came back, they cheered themselves up.

No matter how many urban daughters say, the contents are still children. Urban information is abundant, however.

Unreal stories that people hear or read in books stir up so much paranoia and color the girls.

That's the girl I actually experienced this time, and that's my friend and right in front of me. There's no reason to make a scene.

Asked how she felt about the kiss, how it was done in what place, how they looked, Erne continued to make up stories as she panicked.

When you're about to cry about something you have to make up live,

"So!? When do we meet this time?

"To?"

"Not to! When will I see that boy again? Come on!! You have your word, don't you?

I didn't. I made a connection, but I didn't make any promises as to when I would meet.

I don't even know where that boy lives in the first place, and I don't know how often he comes to Seimrad.

When I say that, the dampiel girl,

"Then why don't you go to your aunt's hometown next holiday? It's about as beautiful as having a villa, and the flowers in that country are beautiful this season, right? Absolutely coming!!

Holidays are spring holidays that are commonly employed in countries of the human species.

Every country has a good climate this season, so it is a holiday exclusively for humans that can be said to be perfect for travel.

But that's too convenient an idea for a boy to come to Seimrad, but there's no choice because it's still the girls we're talking about.

But Erne came that holiday before Lou came to Seimrad.

"Hey, why do I have to meet him!! That's weird!!

"Eh!! It's not weird!! 'Cause you kissed him, didn't you?

"So I'm forced to do that"

"Then go ask him what it was! Or you can just pull it off and go."

Obviously interesting. I enjoy this situation in Erne.

Now that I know it, it's an erne that shows mild regret that we shouldn't have talked like this.

In the meantime, the story progressed, and the girls continued to exchange paranoid stories on their own, putting aside erne about how and what they were going to say.

Totally left behind, our own Erne was made a toy of everyone until the teacher came to tell him to "go home now".

In the end, the next holiday among the four had been decided that Erne would get into Seimrad and meet Lou to talk.

On his way home from breaking up with the four people who would say in a half-order tone that he would let me hear the results, Erne kept boggling against Lou.

"Why am I looking at you like this?! It's all his fault!! Uh-oh!!"

Erne, who swells up and hurries home, was frustrated remembering the laughing side of that porn kid.

That boy who makes me feel fine about jerking off with his nigga face. Now that I remember it, I definitely feel set in a trap.

That made up with my mother afterwards, but I have no idea why I would do anything horny with it.

It's just that at that time, Lou's pushing momentum and selling words made me do such a shitty thing.

Besides, I've even been deprived of the first kiss I cherished, and I'm missing something to say to make it "no-can".

"Oh! Just remembering makes me angry!!... this is it, you have to seriously complain once... right, yeah"

Grasping the school bag she had, Erne shrugged as she turned her face red and nodded in a different color than the sunset.

"Beh, I don't know if you want to see me, but you're officially saying I'm sorry if I have to apologize... yes, I do!

In my head was the backing voice of my friends until just now.

Erne, who went home to be pushed by it, ate a dinner made of files and waited for her mother to come home.

When my mother came home from work for dinner, took a bath and got to the bunk, Erne could finally cut the story out.

"Mother? Can I come into the room?

"Erne? What's wrong, you haven't slept at this hour yet?

When the gentle voice returned, Erne opened the door and entered the room.

Roana, my mother, sleeping alone in the bed where she once slept with her father, was skincare in front of the mirror.

Behind that, Erne shook her courage and called out.

"Oh, you know... it's my next holiday"

§§§

"Ahhh, once again, it was in Eli's eyes"

Blurry Keith was a big letter on the bed.

It's been a few days since that Nia went to stay at Leonora's mansion and ended up having a miscellaneous fish sleeping tournament mixed with Aisha and Berna as well.

Keith insisted he was my sister all the time when he was questioned until morning about the name "Liz," which he uttered in his bedtime remarks.

The four elves never believed that.

I don't know what kind of woman you're talking about, what kind of race you're talking about, how far you're going, you're not a pet, and you ask me over and over again, and I almost say you're an old woman.

But then, it is dangerous because around Aisha and Leonora it is possible to root and dig leaves in old female relationships.

That's why Keith kept saying he was even his sister, and he ended up not believing me.

All four of them have apparently begun to consign and look for a woman who says Liz, who is checking the roster of maids and miscellaneous servants employed in the palace from one end to the other.

I can't even tell you to stop because it's a wasted effort, and I haven't been able to play a prank since then to the four people who will ask me who I am.

It's time for the golden balls to get heavier, so I'm either going to bring them in to persuade each and every one of them to have sex, or I'm going to ask Arsi to do it today.

"... but Liz... I miss you... how are you doing?

Keith was delayed in emotion when he remembered those little tits and thin bodies and even his uterus shallow and perfectly tight Kunko.

The first place I recall is where this man is ending up.

While wandering, Keith was convinced that there were some of the youngest female demons in history who had become archdeacons because of rumors of the wind, but maybe that would be Liz.

If you keep going, you'll be invited to the [pitch-black tower], which was your dream.

"You're making your dreams come true... awesome"

Keith woke up physically after he shrugged like that.

I thought it wasn't like me to think about old women and get smudged.

"Ok! I'm not daring to be angry. One shot first with Arsi!!

Keith tried to get to where Arsi was working, shouting out loud about the worst. To invite you at night,

Just then, Keith's head was filled with chanting voices.

"Keith... are you there?

That was Roana's voice. Keith answers by concentrating on the conversation as it solidifies.

"Roana? Is that Roana? What's the matter, sir? See you at work."

"No, you know, I'm using the holidays to come and see you."

It is a completely elf-dyed Keith who is now remembered as a holiday and, so to speak, this is such a time in the country of the human species.

"You know, Erne... because that girl really wants to come over here"

"Huh? Can... your daughter?

'Yeah, until a while ago, you said you wanted to go to the Imperial City, and suddenly... she's a crazy daughter. So, but if I do, I'll see Keith, and I'll be just fine... hey, how many times will I see you on the way?

"Of course. I'm looking forward to it...... yes. Hello."

That said, Roana was lit enough to tell over the reading on the erotic topic Keith suggested. It must be bright red.

"Bye, silly! That's what I'm saying... with that young girl. '

"Eh, I want to be Roana... no, Roana... I want to love you so strongly."

I haven't returned any readings to the shitty dialogue, and I'm wondering if it's broken.

"... silly... you're still in the airship... don't tell me you won't be able to stand it"

Imagine a mature female having an affair on the airship. Keith began to grow larger when her groin swelled.

Keith, who exchanged secret meeting promises and hung up, was happy that Roana could enjoy this.

As I nibble, I think back and think a little bit of what Erne said earlier about wanting to come.

That urbanist wants to come all the way to Seimrad, not Empire, for the holidays?

I thought for a moment, and I thought maybe that would come to see the boy that day.

"Are you over-conscious?

That's what I thought, and suddenly I got a reading in my head. And a voice sounds bossy like he's grown Roana and then his business has multiplied a hundred times.

'Hey, hey... Lou? Reading... connecting means you're in this country, right?

That was definitely that busty daughter, Erne.