At this time of year, the Mage will be very busy. That was a story from a long time ago.
Once upon a time, in a time when there were still gods, the Wizards carried out the event of connecting the world to the afterlife at this time of year.
A great deal of ritual magic obscures the border between the other shore and this shore, and embodies the soul of the dead who melted into a great stream.
And reunite him with the rest of his family who live on this side, and return his soul to the great currents. I was in such a big role.
But since religion began to exercise strict control of the soul, this ritual has ceased to take place, and only remnants have become present that it was doing so as a result.
In other words, it is the annual festival in Granzardo, the city of the Wizards.
Paying tribute to the great old magicians and their former rituals, the magicians all over Granzardo make noises day and night at this time of year.
We open the store, sell our own magic props, and show off new magic.
Breathing for the magicians who have been busy researching all year was visited by many of the magicians who had once studied in this country and a large number of tourists who saw something rare.
That also means that so much money will be dropped on Granzardo, and policing will be difficult during the festival.
It would still be the face of the Gendarmerie and the Knights of the Diocese, plus the thirteen Magic Instructors who manage and run Granzardo, who are experiencing such difficulty in particular.
Drunks and fights are tough, of course, because you have to pay attention to everything, up to the Inch Demon Prop sale, where you hitch a ride to the festival store for robbers targeting travelers.
So naturally, Elizabeth Hollywood, the guiding faculty of the Order and the trace of the Thirteen Demons, is also so busy at this time of year that she turns a blind eye.
I'm chased to meetings and paperwork in the morning, and in between, I go out to the city and speak to the apprentice magicians, and when it's over, I show my face to my parents and help them with the paperwork at home.
Besides, we even have to catch thieves and fight terrorists, so even Liz is on the verge of panic.
But there were more fans this year to Liz doing her job with Tekipaki without showing how tired or in a hurry, and this was voiced this year as a definite winner at one of the festival's biggest events, the Beautiful Woman Demon Instructor Contest.
Liz, who couldn't afford such a nourishing drink of her own, encouraged her to work as it was time to raise her voice about certainty in the hall.
I might not have thought about powdering myself for everyone's pleasure a few years ago. But Liz, who has changed because of someone else, doesn't even think of it as bitter.
You've grown so much, come and get me sooner... the words you whine about so many times with your heart cheered Liz up.
That's how Liz, who was still inspiring intense work today, was finally able to go home at dawn.
I'm going to take a bath and eat, and then I'll have about three hours of sleep. Returning to the boarding house where she lived with just a little sigh, Liz tried to get dressed and go to the bathroom when she took off her clothes.
At that time, he finds what's behind his closet and pulls it out and looks nostalgic. That was a costume for the costume I was wearing that was still small in my back and chest.
At this festival it was one lesson to masquerade with respect for the rituals that drive away the demons that follow when they invoke the souls of the dead.
They show that they got rid of the devil by taking off his costume at the end of the festival period.
Liz stuffed her breasts with nostalgia when she saw the costume that that idiot forced her to wear when she could have enjoyed the festival more easily before she could still be pursued by such intense duties.
That seems like a terrible, distant old thing in Liz, even though it's only a few years from now...
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"Hey Liz! You look great!! It's Berry Pritchie!!
To Keith, who thumbs up, Liz kind of puffed away a very grumpy face.
Liz, a girl in the shape of a girl with a small back and a big breast, was now dressed in demonic daughter costumes.
Sleeveless hoodie with horned hood, tailed pumpkin pants. He carries a red and black knee sock with a small winged backpack on his back.
"Why... am I not stupid?"
Liz, speaking of bumps, saw Keith filming herself with a demonic prop in a photo and rushed to take it away.
"Here! Why are you shooting it!! I didn't give you permission!
"No, it's a corner... cute ~"
"Then fool me!! Ugh, no, don't!
When it came to why Liz was wearing a disgusting disguise so far, that was a condition of exchange for Keith.
In the meantime, Liz was going to give Keith the "first two-hole blame," and she was about to get her ass fucked with a vibe in her vagina.
It was a scattered, softened anal, but in a step of need, Liz said to fear, "I knew it!" and stuck it strong.
At the end of the day, I asked Liz to make me cry, and Keith didn't think it was possible for me to go today, so she could disguise me on the day of the festival.
There is no need for those who do not want to, because masquerading at festivals is not an obligation. So Liz naturally didn't want to say that.
But Liz, who was crying, nodded at it when she was offered a barter and told she wouldn't butt.
When I thought about it, I said I didn't want to do anything unpleasant, and I called out why they were making me do something else unpleasant, but at a later festival, Keith had a costume the next day.
Liz had no choice but to get dressed while feeling the worst of
"Enough is enough! I wore it... it's enough!! No more!"
"Yeah!? I just wore it... Number one, you haven't even been out of town and seen the store open yet, have you?
"Ko, you can't keep going around like this!? You're not retarded!!
I said I would disguise myself, but I didn't remember making any promises to go around the city. That's why I stuck it.
"Eh, you can't do that. I mean, masquerading means looking around the city."
"When did you do that? Such a rule!! Absolutely not!! If you don't like it, don't!!
"... then let's get laid now with that look. Have your first cosplay etch."
Liz said, "What the hell!" It was a dangerous day when I roared, so I agreed to take a city walk.
It is Liz who is feeling somewhat less and less of an escape.
That's how I ended up bragging the city, but when I thought about it, Liz realized this wasn't a date and turned bright red.
This would be a perfect date from the side to walk alongside Keith, the evil magician Kos (who is almost the same as usual) who stands next door.
Liz burned her anger at the bottom of her stomach when she was put in a car, but why would she have to go on a date with a guy like this?
But when Keith held me on my shoulder or pulled my hand in the crowd, it kind of made that anger sound like a skank and burned incompletely.
Without knowing how that feeling was, Liz looked at the hand to be pulled,
(Connect your hands on your own... what are you thinking... idiot. Stupid Keith)
Suddenly a voice was called out to the devil's daughter, who thought so but couldn't shake it off inside.
"Liz, come on!" Liz, hastily waving Keith's hand away at the voice she called, saw the apprentice demon mentor she was coaching, the Lord of the Voice.
A few months after Liz started working as a mentoring instructor, it was only at the beginning that she hated that Spartan, but these days the stock has begun to rise among the same mentoring demon mentors liked by the apprentices.
It's all because Keith plays a prank on Liz before and the day before class. It's losing his shoulder power, and that gives the apprentice demon mentor a sense of intimacy.
As for Liz, I hate to feel licked, but I was in a complicated mood because I would be praised by a senior demon mentor.
A few apprentice magicians called Liz to the store where they were opening and offered her a creation crepe.
"Please eat this!
"Ah, our other one too!! It's a special fresh juice! My parents are farmers, so I have confidence in freshness."
"Instructor, this, lamb roast. It's delicious. Go ahead."
"I don't know, Liz instructor Kos. Wow... he looks so good!!
Surrounded by students, Liz was overwhelmed by the gifts she was given one after the other.
The envy and respect I wanted...... is a bit, no, a lot different, but I still didn't think this warm look was bad.
For the first time in my life I get it. It's a gaze I feel really trusted. Liz almost cried unexpectedly. I feel like my tear glands have been loose since I had a relationship with Keith.
Liz, who received a two-handed pile of gifts and was sent out to come back, looked for Keith to show her awesomeness.
Keith, who was supposed to be standing next to me until just now, had disappeared at some point,
"Is that it?... Where's that idiot"
If you're not there, I hope you don't leave me alone, but Liz, who doesn't even think about it, looked for Keith in discipline. And I saw an underspecies that was numbing out thoughtfully.
Keith talks to a pair of subracial women as they praise cosplay in a deluded manner.
Liz was kind of very upset about the sight. I don't know why. But it's frustrating without interruption.
The pleasant mood I've felt so far vanishes into dust. My heart is filled with feelings similar to my anger for Keith.
Even though Liz has always thought that first-rate demon instructors should not be flushed into emotions, she can't control any emotions just about Keith.
Especially now Moya Moya and Mukamka could not help but swirl and poke Liz in her chest.
"No really, you both did that cosplay well!! What, huh? Ri, Liz?
Keith, who felt the pain and turned around in the middle of the conversation, noticed Liz treading on her thoughtlessly grumpy face.
"I'm sorry. I didn't even notice. I really didn't even realize you existed."
Saying so and walking out. Keith followed Liz when she said goodbye to the two women.
"Hey, Liz. Please wait."
"Don't talk to me... don't follow me. Oh, you can keep up with those two."
"Huh? Oh, no, you're not. Those two are travelers. They were just asking me where it was."
to Keith's words. Liz almost stopped for a moment, but still shook her head left or right,
"That sounded like fun... delead it"
"No, that would be somewhat if the two girls spoke to me."
Liz's frustration in return for honesty pushed the limit.
"Enough! I'm going home!!
"Hey Liz, wait!
"Don't touch me, silly! Silly...... gotta!
Liz, who was walking preppy, fell out of balance because she had a present in both hands and was about to fall in jeopardy.
Keith rushes to support it. The fall was spared, but Liz gained momentum and gnawed her legs.
"So, are you okay!?
"Heh... heh... I'm fine..."
I dyed Liz's cheek with the thrill of about to fall mixed with the thrill Keith helped me with.
But soon, I thought it was because of Keith's numbing, and my anger flared up.
"Me, you're frustrated... can you walk?
"Heck... I'm telling you. I'm fine... Oh, my God!
"You're not fine. I can't help it. I'm flying into my room."
That's what Keith said and used metastatic magic to travel to his room with Liz.
When he got to the room, Keith quickly gauged in the bathroom and started taking care of Liz when he went back to wash his tease mouth.
Healing magic heals the ankle, apply a herbal damp cloth and wrap the bandage around it just in case. I'm used to it, so I'm handy.
Liz almost thanked me for a moment, but after all, the feeling that it was Keith's fault swelled to hold it back.
Keith speaks unilaterally to Liz, who is pointing that way when the allowance is finished.
"And that's an amazing contribution. Wow, even booze... Liz is a popular person after all"
Keith laughed at Liz with a bottle of distilled liquor made by the new magician. Liz answers it small.
"Oh, so... silly... what"
"Why are you making fun of me with your current words? I didn't. I'm honestly impressed."
"... would have been more popular if you had been a mentor."
"No way. I would be too darn angry to stop by now ~. Serious, good at teaching, enthusiastic Liz, so we all come to admire it."
I put my eyes on the pile of presents and wondered if Liz was. But if that's the case, I feel like it's Keith's fault.
I can hardly honestly admit it or say it, Liz, but there was an elite girl in the corner of my mind who was thanking Keith.
Without knowing how to describe it, Liz thought silently and finally said,
"... I can't eat this alone... because it's bad enough to rot... I'll give you half"
"Huh?"
"... plates, forks and glasses are ready."
Keith smiled and prepared what he was told to snort "yes" to the lousy invitation to eat with him.
Then they spread what they had received on a plate and started eating and drinking while splitting the distilled liquor in the glass with tea and juice.
Word count was low, but the crude and poor food at the opening of the festival satisfied Liz more than its flavor.
Dinnertime for the two of us went on like that about an hour later......
"... Hiku!... What... What... What! What! Come on, let's go! Do something about me!! Silly - sooooooooo!!
Liz got drunk brilliantly of things.
Even though it's a distilled alcoholic beverage, I should have drunk a little of it in the glass divided by tea. And yet Liz was brilliantly drunk.
Keith was smiling bitterly, slightly bewildered, not all this time drunk by calculations.
"Ri, Ri ~... Um, should we go to bed?
"Neru!? Go to sleep and do something weird again! I don't want to! Heh heh heh heh!!
"No, to the boulder. Now...... Ah! Hey, better not drink anymore!!
"Ugh, come on! This is the first place you can be!!
Screaming like that, Liz poured half the distilled liquor into the glass and stirred the tea there with just a little mixture at once.
"Wow!! Hey, Liz!!
It was the first time Liz had been drunk. Keith was surprised at the poor liquor habit.
Drinking up, Liz exhaled an alcoholic breath and stared at Keith with a bright red face resting her eyes.
"Hiku! La La La... La La La La La La La La La!! Ah... you... said Keith was cute... and I thought he would praise me for it, so I put on such an embarrassing costume... and yet"
"To?"
"She's cute, she said she loves it... because she thought she'd tell me... yet she talks to another woman... it's terrible"
It's true. It leaks!!?
I wouldn't normally tell you how to scratch it, and I can't, and the deep psychology in Liz that he doesn't acknowledge it in the first place, that is, the authenticity, was leaking out of his mouth with booze momentum.
That's "not what I think" if it's normal for me, but the first time I drank alcohol in my life brought out the truth in the deepest part of Liz.
Liz, who bites her lips with lukewarm eyes,
"I had a date with Keith...... I wanted to do more...... I wanted to go to more places...... but silly...... BUT!
Screaming Liz tries to have another drink. Now Liz rammed up to Keith, who managed to stop it.
"Let it go! I won't let you. Come on!! Not anymore!!
Because of the rumble, the front of the hoodie opens up, and you can see the bikini that came inside. Yes, this costume opens the front and the contents are swimsuit bikini bras.
A fancy bikini is attached to the luxurious girl's body, covering her thin breasts and concealing them. And the floating flanks of the ribs brew a young eros.
Keith, who managed to hold Liz back like that and keep the booze away,
"Liz! I apologize!! I apologize!! So don't drink anymore!! Not any more."
"Shut up!! Always like my body... so don't let me like it either!!
"Ahhh! Sorry! Because it was bad!! Apologize. Because I'll do anything to apologize."
The moment I said that, Liz's movements stopped pitting, "Anything?," he asks with his moist eyes.
Keith picked his cheek wondering if he'd said anything too much,
"Ahhh... No, I mean everything"
"Why not!?
"Ugh! Oh, yeah... Oh, but just one, huh? And breaking the contract is in Nashi's direction..."
I thought I was lucky enough to bring that up. I thought Keith had gotten to his point, but Liz squeaked "anything" again, and I laughed nicely and stuck with it.
"Whoa! Hey, Rino!?
Liz, the devil's daughter Kos, kisses herself smelling of alcohol when she clings to Keith as she nicks.
"Well, eh... eh... eh... eh, come on, stay with me - you're so cute! Mei Lei!!
... who is this guy.
Keith, who muttered so with his heart, was pushed down to the floor by an elite beautiful girl swallowed by the magic of alcohol sending a fervent kiss.