Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

17 ◇ Who Leads to Heroes, Fractured Faces

Econa was dressed in service clothes, the same as Ciro and Vine were wearing.

For a toddler to wear, I'm concerned about the amount of exposure, but I can't throw up negative words at Econa, who turns her eyes on the Ethereal Ice like she expects something.

"Oh, you look great. Pretty."

The look on Econa's face, with her hands in front of her belly, was dazzling.

That was all he looked so healthy that he thought it was worthwhile to say unfamiliar compliments.

Soot, and approached this way, so roughly stroking his head, he creased his face, so he was too cute and Yusuke took his breath away.

In the world where I was, for example, a game animal, is the head, is it a cat?

There were people who watched cute videos of their favorite animals and that alone would heal them, but fully understand how they felt.

If your heart is a vessel, cuteness is the energy that pours its contents into it.

If you're looking for other analogies, how does it feel to be an old man who drowns his grandson more than his son?

Because it is not a direct connection, but a slightly remote connection, the thoughts you feel when you are bonded may become powerful.

"Hey, can you not monopolize our future billboard daughter in the morning, customer?

And I narrowed my eyes and said, Shilo.

I checked this morning and said there were no visitors.

Frequency is really irregular, he said he has been here for three days in a row, and he has been free for two months, as he did when he was Kosuke, and even more so, he seems to be falling apart at that time in terms of numbers.

Reasons are known for the number of people.

Kosuke, for example, was flown alone because she tried to kill herself alone.

But when many people die at a time in disasters and accidents, the unhappy among them are sometimes reincarnated together to some extent.

Do people like that often stay together on the corrupt edge while partying in the stream?

There are such guests in this tavern - apparently Shizukuishi Pavilion of Life - as well.

Now, why is Econa wearing the Shizuku Pavilion uniform of life?

Because they're going to hire her here.

Econa said she could use all sorts of magic, but as a lucky guy, I don't want to take my kids to the battlefield.

Even if they say it's ego, I can't help it because I mean it.

Besides, her status doesn't mean she can withstand labyrinth attacks, even if she takes growth into account.

The youth nobility took them, so of course there's no point in not being able to fight.

Hairy balls, Mormol, Lizardman, Dragonik, you can do something about it.

But tougher than that.

Yusuke decided she was responsible for her life.

So I want to guarantee you an environment where you can get happiness as a normal girl.

Nevertheless, it was inevitably the only person I could count on, Siro, to consult, since none of them were equal to Tsute or anything else.

Shilo to the master goes and gets a "um" and a crane voice.

That sounds like a good idea.

The master is silent, faceless, tall, tight in body, in his forties or so, and seems to be a former visitor.

Kosuke had never heard his voice before, but it was sinister enough to tremble.

Measure of hiring slave-class girls in a crisp way.

Yusuke didn't put it in his mouth, but he was impressed.

Appreciation was well spoken.

In contrast, the master shook his neck sideways, just saying, "Never mind."

Yusuke was well impressed with the master that he was like a good adult embodiment.

Econa seems to be able to cook originally, and it has been confirmed that the guests of this store are only visitors and not discriminated against.

If the master is also a good man, it would not be a bad working environment.

Econa was breathing with the money she earned from working, giving back her clothes, etc., but Kosuke solidified it.

For the sake of traveling one day, Econa looked sad for some reason when she told me to save it.

"I mean, Cro, isn't that weird?

He is putting his hands on his hips while Shiro stands flat.

Naturally, two spheres attached to the chest were also flirting with kinetic energy.

"What?"

He immediately corrects upwards and tilts his neck, even though his gaze is drawn to his chest for a moment.

"Me and Econa, same clothes"

"So?"

"Me, cute, told, not"

I wonder why it's one word.

"Oh, no, I guess so"

"Come on, say it!

That's what I said, Shiro puts his chest up.

Bang, and the momentum that seems to accompany even the sound effects, shakes my chest.

Her charm isn't just her breasts.

I don't get tired of watching the corny and expression-changing faces, and the thighs peeking from the piece tighten reasonably well, while insisting on even a peek that it would be soft.

The abdomen is neat, and the arms have the necessary amount of meat on them.

In addition, there is a great deal of benevolence and, more importantly, a personal preference.

But Kosuke wasn't honest enough to say it all.

"Uh, porn really"

but I could hear the sound of the effect.

"Gah."

And because Shiro said so.

"What's the world where Clo was, hot guy who appeals directly to a girl and says, 'Sexually, I'm watching you'?

"No, at least Japan I know wasn't like that"

"Then it's not erotic or anything, compliments, I want..."

Pugh, and Shiro swells one cheek.

Kosuke felt his chest pounding for a moment.

Shiro is adorable.

But that was just an objective fact.

But now, I hit myself in the chest...

"Uh, oh, okay. Pretty, pretty. I've been thinking about you ever since I first met you."

To deceive, says Yusuke.

When he heard it, Shilo exhaled to contentment and hung his lips up proudly.

In the world where Yusuke was, the expression "Doya Face" falls under the category.

She was cute but angry face at the same time.

They've been looking at each other for a while, but eventually, they both blow out.

"Oh, my God, that look"

"How about that! It's a look ~"

And so I said, "What are you selling oil for, Shilo? I know it's your favorite, but keep working, you're willing to push it all against Atashi?," Vine cautioned, with a soft voice against the words.

"I know ~"

Ciro says back as if he was obstinate and heads to the kitchen.

Econa and Kosuke were left behind.

"Is Econa good?

"Ah, yes. You have to work, do it. But, uh, one, okay?"

"Oh, well, I've decided I'm dating a customer, skip a little"

Creeping, Econa laughs, then, opens her little mouth.

"Your husband's a drifter... no, visitor, isn't he?

"Ah."

"Um, I'm sorry if I offended you, but that's how I hear visitors, without one exception, were miserable in the world they used to be in."

"Right. You're right. And I'm fine. I'm not feeling bad."

Smile at Econa, who has a harrowed face, to reassure her.

"So, I, I have something very, very disturbing... Visitors say the more unhappy the previous life, the stronger the power will be gained in Arclair"

Sounds like it.

"Your husband...! Very, very, very strong. You just saved my life, you defeated Crescent Meos by yourself... But I mean, your husband's been through a lot, right?"

"... oh, that's the perception, I'm sure of it"

"Yet I can't imagine that the power I have gained for it will be used to help someone. I know very well that when I look into your husband's chest, there is no way I can..."

"Uh, I mean?

"... Wow, I...! I am with your husband, as before, not because I have no intention of going, not because I have renounced thinking, not because I have been saved my life, but because I thought that I wanted to be next to your husband..."

Econa's face was bright red from ear to neck and her eyes were watertight.

Shizukuishi is going to fall.

Yusuke smiles.

"Right. Somehow, I get it. You're not saying you owe me anything, you're saying you're staying with me because you like me, right?

I mean, yesterday, I guess you wanted to reply to my request to be one of us.

Formally, though, my husband and I are slaves.

When I heard Yusuke's words properly, she also thought that she wanted to be one of us elsewhere than her main obedience.

"Glad to hear it, Econa. You're one of us, really."

Econa ended up crying.

"Wow, me, me, too..."

"Fine, fine. You don't have to talk."

Yusuke wiped her tears, laughing like trouble.