Half-elves Fall in Love

Coming to the polka, a few days.

Everyone is spending their thoughts.

Boyd is battle-trained until he can't move to Angelos day after day, and the Horny Brothers have no trouble working with Special Agent Becker Hundred to develop a new peek position (even with drawings).

And for some reason, Cairon is taking a nap at Keel-chan's bungalow, while becoming a favorite for the kids.

"He super liked my tail. Come on. Especially that little Smythson brother. of a blacksmith."

"Mr. Jackie?

"Yeah, you have that guy's daughter, don't you? He never gets tired of touching her for an hour or so."

"... an unexpected combination."

Cairon's tail also seems to have a demonic charm for mundane lovers.

Not only did Sarah see Luna fumble sometimes, but in Basson, the men's crew also fumbled sometimes. The sight was slightly unusual.

"My tail, it's two strands, so it's more voluminous than a regular fox beast. Maybe it's because of that."

"Was it two strands... but it looks like one"

"Didn't I tell you"

Pretty rare guy. Well, a man named Cairon is rare in many ways, so I wouldn't be surprised now.

And I, too, like to deal with Peter, Jeanne, and Selene at the Baron's Mansion after a morning of voluntary training (just running around town and shooting a little), and Jackie and I do some blacksmith training.

Renfangas smelled so bloody bad that I find these mild moments very difficult.

"Mr. Smythson, were you there again?"

While Jeanne and Selene make cookies, lay nagging Peter to sleep. Christie spoke to me enjoying such a daddy's time.

"Can't you come?

"No, not like that... with what I thought you'd see a lot"

"That's because they keep Peter and Jeanne and Selene. I'll come as soon as I can."

I'd have trouble getting Peter to mistake me for a father.

"Ah... could it just be right? Is Mr. Smythson coming? I'm going to visit the Fennels' house now."

"Fennel?"

Like I heard somewhere...... is it too early to forget?

Were you one of those elf girls who went to see you in the hot spring at night?

"Is there something about an inspection?

"Some elves don't settle in their homes because of the high level of safety in the woods. But even if you come out into the public and live a less sloppy life, it involves the racial impression of an elf… I also think about seeing and mentoring the house, and in some cases letting you go back to the woods and start over from your studies"

"Ha..."

I can't imagine what it's like not to settle in a house, but I guess that's what Christie is going to say in all seriousness.

"I don't think it matters what happens when I follow you."

"You just have to follow me. I'm embarrassed to say this, but aside from being an elf, it tends to be the only thing that makes women's belts without heterosexual eyes less sloppy... if men are made aware that they sometimes see it, it can be an improvement."

"Ah."

... No, I don't either feel or feel subtly clean since Basson's cadre was created for women.

"If that's the case"

Pull Peter's top hanging up exactly over his chest, pounding gently, and then stand up.

"Regards"

"It's cheap to see."

Christie and I leave the Baron's mansion.

"Right there."

Christie pointed to one of the old houses out of town.

It's not a very big town, but I still think "there was a house here," a tiny house in the shadows of a hill.

"Fennel's the only one who lives there?

"No, we owe it to you in the name of the silver fennel, but there should be other gold Laurier, Oregano and Sevory living together"

"... all those four"

"... that all four of us... example, other kids on the day that Mr. Smythson got lost in the colorful incense...?

"No, I mean colorful incense."

Though I think you're right that I was flushed by the momentum in the field.

"I know all four of them anyway"

"... remains, well, that's convenient. There's no need to introduce you."

A little reddened Christie coughs up.

Then he went up to the terrace a little early and hit the knocker gently.

"It's Christy the Cherry Blossom. I was wondering if you could show me a little bit of life."

"Dear Christy...?

"Fennel, Master Christie!

"Wake up Laurier!

I can hear you running around with a patter.

…………

"... ha. Not at all."

"Fair enough. Because even humans deserve to come and hurry up and fix it."

"That would be..."

Wait for Christie, who wraps her temples around with her thin fingers.

The door opened in no time.

"Dear Christy, welcome...... soo..."

"Oh, oh, Master Tutor!

"Wow, I can't believe the fruit pie if I knew the tutor was coming..."

Smell it, it was like I was just making pie.... Laurie is still half as loose as she dreams, so there's another kid.

"Oregano. I would do well, and why can't Mr. Smythson?

"Yes, no, not that Master Christie would be good, because I hope humans prefer dark eye flavoring..."

Me as Oregano takes the triangle towel.... Was it mainly this kid who was making it?

"Fruit, is that a good array of silver clans?

Sweet and sour guy who was fed scattered when he was in the junction cell.

"Yes, it is...... I like Laurier so I'm trying to make it for lunch"

"I like that one a lot, so if I can give it to your partner, I'll take it."

Not bad. It's never a bad idea.

The full course with all that fruit from morning to evening on boulders is tough though.

"Then... good. Look, Laurie, wake up. Christy and the tutor are here."

"... hmm?

I'm standing and my eyes are open, but I don't know how far my consciousness is clear because I always seem to sleep, Laurie. Sevory rocks her shoulder but she still looks asleep.

All right.

"Laurier"

I'm sprouting pranks and approaching Laurier softly.

"Mmm."

……

Pinch your cheeks with both hands.

... Much - pulled left and right.

"Nah, nah."

"Wake up, Laurie."

"... Oh, that... why the Tutor...?

"At least I want you to call me Mr. Smythson..."

When we all say Tutor Tutor, we almost illusion that our profession is that.

... Yeah, even though I know shards don't mean anything to these kids or anything like me being a soldier.

"... Mr. Smythson. You're surprised at what you're doing."

For some reason I started Christie and all the other elves had their faces bright red.

... why.

Lunch for all. The menu is sweet and sour fruit pie.

It seemed like he was making an extra amount, the size that I and Christie wouldn't have a problem getting into.

"I heard Master Christie was coming soon... but I can't believe he even came to Master Smythson"

"Was I interrupting?

Fennel laughs bitterly when he hears a little afraid of it.

"I didn't think you even knew where we lived, so I'm just surprised"

"No, I was babysitting my son at the baron's mansion, and Christie just pulled me off."

Sevory takes it and looks a little giro at Christie.

"I heard your tutor's son was at the baron's... but that was also the pattern between casual voice calls, Dear Christie"

"What, Sevory? Are you unhappy?"

"No. Hey, son, I thought you were pathetic."

... if you ask me. I might be crying again.

But Sevory's a little risky, too.

"Sevory, I'm jealous..."

Laurier squeaks as she devours the pie. Sevory went bright red when she was told.

"Oh, jealous."

"Because I live in a place where I can be tutored by Mr. Smythson whenever I feel like it..."

"Wait, Laurie. Nothing. I'm not tutoring Christie or anything."

"Oh, yeah. I've only had it twice..."

... subtle silence spreads.

Everyone stops and looks at Kristi except the sound of Laurier's if cuckoo pie.

... Hopefully, Christie. You wanted me to say "they didn't do that" there.

Depends on your point of view.

"Oh, um... for now, why don't you clean up...? I don't think we're talking about when we're eating..."

I recommend continuing the meal while Oregano leans his little neck and laughs lovingly. The three knitted rings with the hands are adorable.

"... one of the Oregano wins. I did it three times."

Laurier, he's surprisingly fond of turbulence.

Exposed to everyone's subtle gaze, Oregano jumped up a frightening threesome knitting ring.

"Mr. Smythson. Our northern forest elves did offer you the blessing of the whole family. but that really doesn't mean you can do whatever you want, does it?

"Yes."

After you've eaten, the best thing you can do is say, "Hey, turn around. It's an important story. Every chair," she said, correcting her spine. To me, Christie started preaching with her fingers up.

but that can be stopped by a fennel that broke in reasonably well.

"Blessings and Master Smythson's charm will have nothing to do with it, Master Christie. We fell in love with Master Smythson at first sight and just wanted to take it."

"That's not what I meant! By and large, keep your hands on elf treasures: the empty princess and Maia..."

"Until Master Irina?

Christie nodded bewildered by Laurier's words.

"And, yes, embrace it all the way to Irina... and on top of that, you got your hands on the Elf daughter from one end just because you noticed it, what do the conservatives in the woods say too"

"Reflects"

For once, Christie's right. Now there's a festival of forest heroes, but if I did do all this, I couldn't help but be banned from entering and leaving the forest as just a colored demon on track.

But I want you to believe me. Most of them are rapes. The only thing that's not Japanese rape is my first experience with Christie, and that's actually not my fault either.

"So...... avoid this in the future. The fennels seem fortunate to be convinced, so they will shut up... and if I can't stand it, I'll take a good look at her."

Christie looked embarrassed and told me to whisper in the second half, just about everyone is a well-eared elf daughter. There didn't seem to be anything I didn't hear.

"Dear Christy, it's too tyrannical!

"Isn't it just because you get less share of yourself!

"Don't tie the Tutor up."

"Haha, Laurie hey thats funny...... maybe"

"I'm thinking about your future and saying it! A hundred years is not long!

Pinch me and Christie and her four daughters scream wow.

... I felt like a special victory at first. I'm starting to get a little bothered by the boulders, too, huh?

"Christie."

"What is it?"

I stand up and approach Christie. There is a height difference if you approach the boulder. Kristi is a little sloppy.

"Something's getting intolerable, so let's do it here."

"Oh, hey, what..."

You thought you were lost in blood, Christie steps away.

I'm not going after him.

"I hope not. Bye, Sevory. Let's get laid with me instead."

"Uh... yes..."

Turning around and speaking to Sevory, who was nearby for now, Sevory approaches me with a facetious face.

And then comes the closer Laurier, Oregano. And finally, with Fennel holding my arm, he sneers at Christie and declares victory.

"Well, we're going to... excuse me."

I don't know if this is okay, but I'm not going to fit in if I don't do this.

And.

"... Wow, I get it. It doesn't matter here or anywhere. Yes, I'll protect what I said. Because this is still a cherry blossom name!

Christie broke with an angry face.

... he's a surprisingly annoying guy, Christie.

"So, just the two of us..."

"So Master Smythson is already going to be me!

"If Sevory does, he will, too, won't he, Master Smythson?"

"I guess Sevory and Set Handling are one way or another mine"

"Oh, you promised me you'd do it again, didn't you, Tutor?

Pinch me and Christie and her four daughters scream wow.

I feel the situation is exactly the same just now, but is this very comfortable, unlike earlier?

Yeah. I'm a very unsolicited man, aren't I? I know even if they don't tell me.

But that's fine. I'm the most selfish man in the Northwest Plains from around two strands of Selene and Deane to Angelos. Now.

"Then... Laurier, Sevory, Fennel, Oregano and Christie too.... take them all off and just put on the apron"

I command you to be great, perhaps with a very sloppy face.

"... um, naked apron... I've heard of it"

"And I know, Laurie?

"You don't have to be Laurier to know. One of the confirmations of the affection of the newlyweds of the human race."

"Oh, really...? Mr. Smythson, try all of us...?

"Wow, I can do it. We all got soaked in the hot springs, because it's such an easy win now!

Yeah. Clearly, it doesn't make any deep sense.

But they take their clothes off and wear colorful aprons on their nakedness, and they feel a different sense of conquest watching.

Oregano has already said that after showing his nakedness, but I don't think it's a good idea to stimulate a man's desire for dominance over nakedness, regardless of how he sees it, because it's an alignment of clothes as the man tells him.

Laurier wears a black apron, a little bumped into her young body.

Clean bright white apron seboree on energetic lateral pony.

Fennel in pretentious pink apron with single knot hair in chic colour.

Oregano with three silver knitting rings, unadorned, shamefully cuddling a forest elf-dyed grass apron.

And Kristi wraps around a longer apron with a floral pattern and turns her slightly hesitant but exposed butt in return.

"Excellent."

Thumbs up me.

"... Master Smythson..."

"You can wear it if you want. Because I'll take extra for Sevory."

"Oh, no... if it's dyed like this, I can't really go back."

"The destination is a female slave with a collar, Sevory?

"... is Master Christie willing to go that far?

"I... that too, okay..."

"Oregano bold......"

Five naked apron elves in front of me, and I take my pants off.

My penis was so tense that everyone was out of line.

(cont 'd)