Half-elves Fall in Love

Mr. Deane is accompanying him this time.

You basically don't have to dazzle yourself with schedules at times like this.

It's not going to work until Lyla and Jeanne get back anyway, and I don't have a problem flirting with Maia indefinitely until someone complains about it.

"You want to go get Boyd to town?"

While Maia and I occupy the bathroom, I make a somewhat diligent suggestion.

"Don't you have to rest?

"If Maia would let me on, it wouldn't take you minutes to basson, would it?

However, some parts of killing time with porn are a little bad for Deane and the others who work silently. You can't run to porn "me and me" in front of the Micagamis if you're free.

"So you'll be right there?

Maia rises out of the bath.

Unmade but well-postured standing. The dusty girl's skin of hot air is great whenever she sees it.

"... after just playing with Maia for a few more moments"

"Here?

"That's good."

I kissed Maia's butt and said.

"... fine, but I just got a sign of the stripper..."

Maia was about to say, the stripper door opens, and the two old men in the supply team cock come into the bathroom with their palms... and look at me with a hug on Maia's ass standing and solidify.

"Here."

"... Um, sorry"

Shut up, or when I meet the two of you pointing at me with your mouth half-opened, I take Sosa and Maia to the stripper.

Yeah. Exactly. I'm also allergic to hiding in a phantom from this state to continue.

Put on some clothes and then hop a little on Dragon Maia's head and go to Basson.

"You're hiding from the phantoms."

"Yeah."

Get down near downtown making sure it doesn't make a scene.

"Well. I wonder where Boyd is..."

"Boyd is that young orga, isn't he?

I don't care, but I find the taste a little complicated when Maia tells me she's "young" or something that makes her look low teen. No, I'm actually older than my mother or Sir Bonaparte.

"Well, we were acting together for once until winter, and you don't have to check it out, do you?

"I don't really distinguish it from kinky combinations or anything, and I'm just a little unsure"

They don't even care to identify a lot of guys other than me for Maia.

"But then... I'm in that building over there. voice, I heard it."

"Over there?"

Maia pointed to one of the apartments.

... No, Boyd, haven't you been in the cavalry since your vacation?

Do you live there?

"Okay, it's a bit of an electric shock operation"

"Electric shock?"

"About the ambush."

Well, just visiting your home without an appointment.

While silently checking what seems to be Boyd's room with Maia, I gently turn the door knob to see if it's unlocked or not.

... It's open. careless.

Sooo inhale.

"Hey Boyd! Masturbation over! Mission resumes......!

Stepping in at once and speaking up momentum well...... instead of masturbating, Mr. Sylvia is in the middle of a ride on Boyd.

I mean, maybe in the evening, but what are you guys doing once it's daylight?

That's not what I can say. I'm sorry.

"Ahhh!?

"Su, Smythson Ten Chiefs!?

"Ohh... Ohh. It was unlocked."

I'll make an excuse.

"Just get out -!!

Mr. Sylvia, who concealed his body to the point of being sorry with his arm, throws a pillow at me. Hold Maia down trying to catch her quickly so she doesn't bump into me, and the two of us go outside once.

"Ernie... they saw you..."

"All right, all right. Mr. Sylvia, I don't really care. This guy's tired of seeing women naked."

"disrespectful! I can't believe I'm tired of looking at hundreds of women naked."

"Smythson Ten Chief. I'm begging you, don't make tea. I want it."

Boyd gently flaunts Mr. Sylvia, who is half-baked.

"So... resume the mission."

"Ah, oh. Lyla and Jeanne are going to the desert right now, but when we get back, we'll move to Polka together, and then we'll all be in Renfangas."

"Ugh..."

Gusu, and hold Boyd's hand and sip his nose, and look over here, Mr. Sylvia.

"Polka..."

"It's a polka on that trot's most marginal border. I mean, Mr. Silvia, you weren't here before."

"You missed it."

"... yeah"

With few words, little by little, Mr. Sylvia returns to peace.

"Ernie, everyone in your crew says they're gone too... and we're gonna start something new."

"Not enough to start fresh...... Yeah, but I'm moving in, like, me or Mr. Deane. Greetings."

"Moving...?

"I built a new home. All the other girls over there."

"... ha. Smythson, I'm a 10-man hottie."

Boyd follows me, but the atmosphere is slightly awkward.

"And Isaac and the others built a new quarters! Things have changed a lot since last year."

I wonder why I sound like a tourist promoter in Polka.

"Dormitory...... is it"

"The inn bill over there doesn't make a fool of me, I have extra land, and the building materials were provided by the Baron and the Elf Territory..."

"Are you doing such a big deal...? It's kind of like we're all gradually moving over there, Ernie, and I'm a little nervous about you coming back to Basson next time..."

If you ask me, it does sound like you're gradually relocating troop functions when you put it all together and explain it.

"I don't think that's going to mean basson abandonment in the end. But returns from Renfangas are more likely to come to Polka, not Basson."

"Well, yeah"

Most of the women's crew are going to settle down on polka with me, and the few boys, the Horny Brothers and Cairon, seem more comfortable with polka than this one.

As things stand, it's no exaggeration to say that Boyd is the only one within the Secret Service who feels the need to stop by Basson.

"... mmm"

"What's wrong, Mr. Sylvia?"

"... you know, if you stay in Basson like this, you're going to be left in that flow..."

"Don't worry about it. I'm the place where Mr. Sylvia comes from."

"... but I don't want to miss the chance to see you if I can..."

I'm worried.

I don't care if it bothers you or not.

"As it stands, I haven't made any detailed plans to come and go, so I'm not sure I'll be at the polka... and I'll try to bring Boyd here as far as I can"

"... Yes"

Polka is just unstable with more than acceptable inflows of customers.

It's not good to bring a girl in single with the speculation that somehow we're going to see each other better than we are here. It's dangerous, and your parents' mood for Boyd won't be good.

... I'm not really the one who directly caused the call of a large number of customers to a quiet polka.

"I'll be right back. It's still going to take a little while to get the top ten."

"Yeah...... good luck. Come back safely."

Two people kissing naturally.

... Impact is huge as a sight. A cute normal girl and an aug kiss.

Take Boyd on Maia and return to the battalion building again.

Then it seemed that Mr. Deane and the others had finally packed their bags.

"You have the most Aurora in your luggage... even though it's the shallowest day to live there"

"Yes, there was a lot of clothing. When I was in Krabeth, I even had my own costume room, so I thought I'd miss my closet, and I had all my new clothes."

"Well, like disposing of it… Aurora's clothes are a lot of trouble to give people"

"Well, Mr. Angelos won't tell me about your breasts."

"No. Aurora's clothes are too aristocratic. You can't wear it if you give it to Micagami, for example."

"... that might be true"

I was wondering if you made a little fool of Micagami, but I was convinced to look at it.

Anyway, because Aurora is used to wearing elegant costumes from time to time, too many of them were gorgeous that could beat her character in clothes with regular city and samurai daughters.

"Well, it's suspicious to have a chance to wear it when you bring it back to the polka."

Mr. Deane laughs bitterly. But sure, it could be hard if the Baron didn't even plan for a dance party.

"Come on, I'll pack it in the carriage. There's also a carriage for Lyla, so you can fill this one up. Boyd, I need your help."

"Ugh."

I keep putting Mr. Deane and Boyd's packed baggage on the carriage.

"Boyd, you must have done a decent job of basic practice."

"I'm doing it."

"I'll resume special training when I get home. So that we can go next year or again on the ace night exam next year."

"Oh, so soon!?

"It's not too soon. You've been keeping your lover waiting for over a year now, haven't you? How many more years are we gonna keep him waiting?"

"Ugh, ouch."

... No, Boyd will have infantry training when he leaves.

Really, it's a lot.

The next morning, Lyla came back.

Maia notices the approach first and we all welcome her landing.

"Welcome back, Lila. And the tail?"

"Ho."

Lyla returns to the human body once.

Immediately after returning to the human body, the grandiose naked appeared to Boyd for a long time, turning his face red and turning away.

"Jeanne!"

When Lyla calls, the carriage door opens.

Two Dwarves came out of it.

Regardless, it's Jeanne and Grandpa Dan.

"... man. How many years have you been out of the desert so far?"

"We're still going further north. It's white."

"Yes, it's hot, but it's cold."

Grandpa Dan looks around, looking a little grumpy.

"... for a long time. Again, you smell like a woman"

"It's all like Atashi, Andy's female slave."

Not one of us.

I mean.

"... female slaves. Well, I heard you were my daughter-in-law... but speaking of which, we all wear strange collars, including the Black Dragon."

"My daughter-in-law and my female slave are very different."

I think it's amazing. At least in general.

But.

"... I'm not sure what my daughter thinks these days"

Looking around where no one would poke or argue about it, Grandpa Dan seemed to have given up pursuit.

I guess he's an indifferent person, not forcibly trying to give an opinion on heterogeneous or different age values for a stiff minute when it comes to blacksmithing.

"Ma, the n thing. Yes. When will my grandson show me?"

"So it's further north."

"So when are you going to be there?"

Grandpa Dan seemed unable to help but miss Peter. I can feel that from the way I oddly care about all that.

"Okay, then let's leave right away. Everybody get in Lila's carriage."

"You smell like such a woman and you smell like an elf. Give me a break."

"You shouldn't be talking about luxury. It's Sister Lyla's favor."

"Boyd, behind you with the Jeannes. Because I will, too."

"Ugh."

"I didn't expect to hear the word 'elf smell' at the moment."

"Dwarves have a good nose."

"Well, it must be true that our troops smell like women. Thanks to Andy."

"Heh, I'm not very involved in the formation, am I?"

"Ho. Can I fly?"

When people get together, it gets noisy all at once.

On the other hand, I also feel that such noise is the everyday thing I should be.

"But humans. Is my mother so far apart and my grandson okay?"

"Yes, it's fine. Polka has many nanny replacements, and it's a town of spiritual springs that heals all the illnesses."

"Spirit Springs... Speaking of which, you heard it when you were young. That polka from the Spirit Springs."

"Yes, you can also heal your injuries."

"... I'm not expecting anything."

What's wrong with you?

"... Jicha, I hear your eyes have been glowing lately"

"Jeanne. I'm not saying anything extra. Yeah."

"Oh, if it's Kasumi Eye or something, it'll probably heal."

"Then I'll tell you what to expect."

I hope you like it, Polka.

And by the time the day tilts, we'll be at Polka again.

Although there were incidents like Grandpa Dan getting hooked on snow and being silent and unable to move, or Boyd slipping on a long snowpath and falling into a grand tumble, he manages to reach the city from the snowfield.

"Oh, Andy.... what, my next customer is not a girl"

"I thought you were bringing a girl in again"

Grandpa Dan used to pay attention to Johnny and Keel, but that's fine.

Welcome back, Mr. Andy.

When I got to the Baron's mansion, Peter was sucking Selene's tits.

Thank you for your help, Peter.

"No. I can't really move. So, Peter, it's fun for you to deal with me"

Jeanne receiving Peter from Selene.

Seeing that sight, Grandpa Dan said,???? "and a bewildered face.

"... an elf sees a Dwarf child, and an elf's belly is swollen...?

That's right, Grandpa Dan, it seems that being friendly until parenting is a sight to suffer understanding.

... No, well, I'm talking about female slavery or something, so even if I could understand (misunderstand) the situation where you're holding on to whomever woman you want by holding on to weakness or authority, the connections beside women, and between races that aren't supposed to be compatible. I guess things are unexpected.

"Hello, Grandpa"

"... ooh, ooh"

"Peter, I'm Serene planning to have your brother or sister ♪ Best wishes ♪

"... Hey, human. How are you doing so well with this combination?"

"... with my luck"

"In fact, in the human world, you can be very rich."

"That's not true at all"

I have trouble explaining every time.

"I'm not just here." ♪ Cat beasts, elves, dragons, a lot of women are working together for Andy. "

"There are twenty female slaves alone, fifty for physical relations."

Selene and Apple explain it to me, but I don't know how it's going to make me a number again.

Or stop brightly telling others about female slavery and physical relationships.

"... it just seems like a small thing to me, but I don't know how to do it. It's awesome."

"No, well, that"

Sure, if you look only at the results, it's the face of history.

"Jeez, I'm gonna hold Peter more than that."

"Oh, oh... that's right"

Apparently he was disturbed inside. Grandpa Dan finally becomes sane with Jeanne's voice and receives Peter from that little hand.

Peter instantly beeped out when he was peeked into Grandpa Dan's scary face (maybe his true face) by his mustache.

"No, whoa!?

"Then if you look scared, you won't have to be Peter to cry!

"Well, even if they say so... Bye, Jeanne"

I entertain Peter crying like he's on fire, and I give him to Jeanne, Grandpa Dan.

Jeanne doesn't have a choice, she laughs and puts her clothes around and nipples out.

Peter sobs and sobs as soon as he sucks. He's a real cash guy while he's my son.

"... oh, it's hard to deal with a baby"

"Even Grandpa Dan must have raised Jeanne's father."

I left it up to my wife.

"Jicha, you make more kids happy faces. Even babies know about smiles and angry faces. Then I just think if you look at me, you're pissed off."

"... say impotent"

Grandpa Dan is musty.

but there comes the refreshing and baron.

"It's not impotent, old body. You can have pride in a baby. All you need is compassion."

"Who is it?"

"He's a passing lord"

With the same bearded face, the Baron stood softly in front of Peter.

"Bellows, bellows, bellows"

Make him look funny-looking, by the way.

Then Peter laughed happily out. Or everyone in the room blows up at the sudden change in that look.

"Come on."

"… so can you do it"

"It's love, old body. Let your blood love be inferior to this passing nobleman."

... Grandpa Dan looks around.

You look incredibly difficult.

Look at that, see Peter about to cry. Wander, in the end.

"Be, be, be."

I turned so bright red that I didn't even see it at the blacksmith and still made him look funny.

"Yeah, yeah."

"Why are you crying? Then!

Needless to say, other than Peter had a blast.

By the way, I tried all kinds of faces later, but they didn't look at me as if I wasn't scared or funny.

... I feel worse that way.

(cont 'd)