Another month is about to pass in celebration of the New Year.
In this time of year, preparations begin for an event commonly known as Lovers' Day in the nations of the human species.
The city is decorated with decorations and shops line up with products for the day.
It is heartwarming for lovers and those who are now in love, and heartbreaking days for those who are neither.
but some of them are so busy that they can't afford to feel either of them. Mages.
When it comes to why the Wizard is busily killed at these lovers' events, it is, of course, to make "ecstasy".
If you mix this ecstasy with a gift cake or chocolate or sprinkle it on a gift or bouquet of flowers, that night is sure to be a blow! That's why.
Most importantly, the manufacture and sale of such dangerous ecstasy is strictly prohibited between countries, so the magicians cannot naturally make it.
The refinement only has the effect of slightly uplifting the two good vibes, and the reluctant opponent forced me to take that ecstasy... what a natural flow.
That said, it is true that sales will double when it comes to the inclusion of authentic exorcism-produced ecstasy, so there will be a large number of orders in the country of exorcisms at this time of year.
Each Sorcery Order must continue to be made without morning or night, so it is not busy.
Naturally, the Historic Sorcery Order [Dawn of the Necromancer] is also very busy every year at this time of year.
All this time, the Sorcery Order becomes more like a town factory, being chased by ineffective ecstasy making regardless of apprenticeship to the role of instructor and even the archdeacon.
If you don't make money when you can make money from academic institutions, you won't even be able to cover research equipment. He's what we call the world.
It was late at night that Elizabeth appeared with a large number of plugs in the school building of the Order full of the smell of such ecstasy production.
Even at this time, there are still a large number of Ping instructors left in the school building, and the color of dark fatigue floats on their faces.
"Good luck, guys. 'Cause this is a plug."
Everyone crowds with a look like they met a Buddha in hell at the words of an overly beautiful instructor. Liz, who gave those sweaty people a snack and a nutritional drink without a single disgusting face, sat in a chair and started making ecstasy herself when she made sure she went over to all of them.
"Teacher! What are you doing!?
"What, you can tell by looking at it, right?
"Yes, no, I understand. But the instructor has been negotiating with vendors and purchasing materials..."
Making ecstasy doesn't make sense unless you wholesale it to the vendor. Even if I make it, I need the ingredients. Liz was in charge of everything.
He goes to meet merchants and intermediaries throughout Granzardo in the morning to negotiate and also attend meetings to determine the percentage of production volume with each Sorcery Order.
That's a lot of work in a more sense than making ecstasy in a school building. Yet I can't believe you even help me make ecstasy like this as soon as it's over.
Liz smiled as if she'd gone away as everyone was afraid of it.
"I really like working with people like this. So don't leave me out of this. Right?"
Many male magicians were shot through the chest by that smile.
Me... I confess to instructor Liz when this work is done... and there will be many people out there with weird flags in their minds.
Without even realizing it, Liz proceeded to work quickly to continue making tequila and magic drugs. That's what one of the female magicians said.
"Um, instructor Liz... do you have plans for your lovers' day?
Liz said, "Hmm? I said," I let my gaze wander a little when I gave him my face, and then I answered.
"Well... but I guess it depends on them..."
The female wizards thrived on the meaningful dialogue, and the male wizards all died.
Leave the dead fish-eyed men alone. The women throw a lot of questions to Liz.
What kind of person, what does it mean to be dependent on them? Besides, Liz answered the questions to the extent that she could. Every single answer Liz gives me raises my voice.
"Nice...... I knew it would be fun for my lovers day when I was about instructor Liz"
"I envy you...... I admire you now"
In fact, it is Liz, who has no more romantic experience. I've waited more than I've experienced.
It was Liz who sweated cold that her imagination of herself was so swollen among those who were here, but at that time,
"Um, what was the most memorable lovers' day I've ever experienced?
Liz keeps her memories on the questions of the apprentice female magician that she brightens her eyes and asks. It was that day that I remembered too much in a way.
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"Oh, it sucks already! This is why I don't like the Poor Order!!
Liz was walking around the city of Granzardo in big strands with the momentum that seemed to get even hot air out of her head. Even so, she is still a big strand of a growing girl, both in her back and chest.
When it comes to why Liz is walking to expose such anger, it's of course because of the ecstasy making.
The task of staying in the school building, male and female, from apprenticeship to instructor, chimatized from morning to evening. This doesn't suit Liz's sexuality.
First of all, the purpose is to make money, so I don't like it. Isn't it a word that refers to those who are out of that kind of secular smugness?
Liz didn't realize at this time that thinking like that was because she grew up a lady who had never had a hard time with money.
"I really don't want to say collaborative work in the first place! Why am I mixed up with an apprentice... Aah!!
Liz, who was still going to have eclampsia, pretended to be calm when she coughed when she realized she was attracting the crowd. And start walking again with a flat face.
But in its heart, it has not yet healed. The primary cause of that was Keith, after all.
The little man, who is only useful at times like these, had not shown himself to the Order for some reason for a few days.
We all got together and said, "I ran away!" I vomited a grudge verse, but I get so busy that I can't even afford to be set on it.
So let it go for a second, and when the work was done, we'd all simmer it, and there was a plan, but Liz wouldn't.
I can't believe Keith hasn't even bothered me, and he hasn't even contacted me to try to do something eccentric in the last few days.
Maybe I'm planning on spending my lovers' day with someone else, and I'm getting ready for that. Maybe I was already on a trip.
Liz, who was no longer able to stay or stand with such anxiety, was thus on her way to Keith's boarding house. In fact, this was also the cause of that great book of anger earlier.
I can't help but worry about Keith. It was a few months ago that I realized I might like it.
But Liz never wants to admit it, and she keeps deluding the emotions she was born into. But when you see the city full of lovers' day merchandise, you stop and look at it.
"Oh, that's impossible! I could never... give it to him. No!
Liz, who shouted so on the road, ran out blind. I wanted to hit this Moya Moya on Keith as soon as possible.
What do you mean, back to work? Really?? Put it on, make sure you haven't met another woman, and buy yourself an apology for going out on purpose. Yes, for example, on lovers' day...
"Chi, no, no!! Definitely not!! It's different!!
Liz, who was losing control of her feelings, went to Keith's boarding house screaming about it.
When I greeted the grandmother of the boarding house I found out and headed to the room, there were signs of people inside.
If I was with someone. Such thoughts make me stop, but I also get angry that I have to freak out why Keith is with a woman.
If I opened the door with a messy head, Keith was the only one there. Besides, I was sleeping through my head.
Liz approached Keith to ignore her mind, which for some reason made her horrible.
Liz turned her thoughts on how to do it to a dumb man who sleeps with a mouthful of coveted dust on his face who hasn't even thought about being pissed off.
Shall I put a weird curse on your usual vengeance? Or shall I write it on my forehead in plain sight?
Liz noticed something on Keith's work desk when she looked over the room thinking about it.
As I approached it, it was an amber solid, chocolate no matter how I looked at it.
I also thought Keith got the chocolate... but it's still a little too early for the lovers' day.
So this, no matter what you think, is a gift from Keith to someone. It would be the prototype.
In this world, on lovers' days, gifts can be given from either side, and it is normal for lovers to give to each other.
So I have absolutely no problem with Keith making chocolate by hand. If there's a problem with that person...
When Liz was thinking about it, Keith hit a "yeah" turn around. I was surprised to see if I woke up for a second, Liz, but I was more surprised by the next bedtime Keith said it.
"... Liz..."
Calling her own name, Liz felt her ears turn red.
The person who calls his name in his sleep. And when a gift overlaps, the answer is one. This chocolate is something I plan to give Liz.
"Ugh, no... huh?... Oh, no... lying."
Liz, whining small, was desperate to indulge in tears in joy, even though she said she was lying.
Keith was thinking of himself. And he was making me chocolate until I left work on purpose. I've never been so happy in my life.
Desperately trying to deny it, but not even finding that word of denial, Liz stared at Keith sleeping as she stood up.
Really? Are you sure you want to give me that? About me... were you thinking of me?
Liz stared at the chocolate with words that were about to come out of her mouth. I've never seen a chocolate this lovely, even though it's shapeless and looks yummy.
I stare unexpectedly with it in my hand. When I thought about it, Liz had never been presented with anything other than her family before.
No, I got Keith all sorts of porn goods, but I've never gotten these decent gifts.
"... my... chocolate... ugh"
Liz approached Keith with a chocolate to hear her heart beat with her face boiled to a boiled Ariachi color.
I felt like I could ask now that I was asleep. I felt like I could make sure this was really me. So when I looked down at Keith and tried to make his mouth pucker and ask him...... Keith's body bickered! And jumped.
"Wow!! I dreamed Liz would poke me down the stairs!!
I'm surprised Keith gets up screaming like that. Liz puts chocolate in her puckering mouth. And gook! I did.
"Mmm! Mmm!!! Mm-hmm... Phew!
Keith finally realizes Liz swallowed it with more and more slaps on her chest as she crammed into her throat.
"Oh, that? Liz? What are you doing?
Liz barked in tears as she finally swallowed up the chocolate on Keith, who spewed a grumpy word.
"Hey, what are you doing!! What the hell! Why am I pushing you down the stairs!!
"Hey, come on! Dream because it's a dream!! That's why I said what are you doing? Something to do?"
"Hmm! I thought I'd drag you out because you're not coming to work making ecstasy!! Thank you!!
"Oh... you came here worried. You."
"What's wrong with your speech skills?"
I was getting the usual sight to say Liz yelling unilaterally and Keith tearing it up. In the meantime, Keith gets out of bed, wears his pants and looks for his jacket.
That's when I looked at my desk and tilted my neck.
"That... that... where... that?
"... what are you doing"
"Huh? Oh, no... that,"
It was Keith, who said so, but asked Liz how she felt when she scratched her head.
"You know what I left here? On top of this... here."
It's about chocolate. Liz immediately guessed, deluding herself into turning red.
"Hey, what's up? About what? What's wrong with the chocolate that was there?
I'm scared to say chocolate as much as I want. It is full of middlemen. But Keith didn't do it.
"To? Chocolate? No, that's not chocolate..."
"... what? Hey, chocolate, right? It's amber, it's small... it smells like cocoa."
"No, that's why I'm not... that's the"
If it's not chocolate, what is it? What did I swallow? The rushing Liz stuffed Keith.
"Hey!! It was me!! What the hell was that?!
"No, what are you... you know something?
"Tell me because I don't care! What was that?
While I can't grasp what's going on with Liz in desperate condition, Keith sighs to see if I have to be honest.
"... it's an ecstasy. Ecstasy."
"Biya, ku..." Um, make it out of the Order or something. "
"No, no, not that chatty. Real. The queen's stinking glands and mandragola seeds of the human bee species, that's what I say, so it's a 100% naturally derived ecstasy I made. Actually, how could the rich people in the capital tell me that it's only been a few days... Liz?
Liz turned pale in the middle of Keith's words. Ecstasy, not chocolate. And authentic of natural origin. Liz drank it in chunks.
"Duh, duh... what do I do... uhh"
"Huh? I don't know what to do... what?
Liz grabbed her collar with tears when she asked Keith, who still didn't know what was going on.
"I drank it! You drank it all!! What to do!! You took Ecstasy!!
"Heh?... Yep, yep!! Oh, that whole thing!? Ugh, no!!
"I have to lie!! Oh, duh, what are we gonna do!! Keith! Keith, Keith!! What should I do!!
Keith, who grabs his collar neck and gets his neck clamped, feels like he's going to be whipped, and he says, "Don't tell me," and this one returns it with a crying face.
Keith grabbed Liz's shoulder softly in an attempt to calm her down. Then Liz said, "Hiaah!" He raises his voice and enters the scene.
In front of surprised Keith, Liz held her body tight with a bright red face. I was just touched, and my shoulders, that's all I had, and I had so much fun running around my body.
Liz looked up at Keith with her moist eyes with a kicking, tight look and said, "It's your fault!" stare with the will.
But soon I lost the pain of uncontrollable lust and turned my face into a girl who was about to cry and said again with a moist voice, "What am I going to do?"