Half-elves Fall in Love

Spring Festival.

The timing of the event varies from year to year and the fundamentals take the form of "When spring grass flowers begin to create a green frame around the river of the Spirit Springs, the Chamber of Commerce and the Priest consult and decide". This festival is country-like and appropriate and light-hearted.

That should be it, too, and the basics are simply singing and dancing. It doesn't take a lot of preparation.

Other festivals can be imitated as having even more fun with booze and culinary behavior, but there are only a few new ones available at a time when the deal should still resume… It was accustomed to spring grass dishes at each home after the dance in the square.

This year, however, with aid supplies from everlasting elf territory (weed and meat for one more horse), that portion seemed to be overwhelming.

"Yes, yes, this time the meat is from the family of cherry blossoms, and the wild grass is from the white Irina! Oh, my God, it's just weed! You smell like shit. You're the only one with a name. Irina, you're a dick! Don't complain to me like that! I was just told to advertise well, so hey, that hurts!? What the hell is going on?

Severies, who were in good shape as they walked between a group of tables stuck in the corner of the square (apparently patchy from a new tavern to close today), are jumping with some sudden soreness.

I looked around and there was Irina right around the corner, pointing her finger at Sevory with a slightly frustrated face.

"... what have you done, Irina"

"Hmm. The punishment is the punishment. I didn't just insert pain around my back with a phantom."

"... isn't that plain powerful?

Pain is the most powerful weapon for subjugating people. That would only be revolutionary if "what if" could be eliminated and tortured, and it would be an extremely intense mess during battle.

but Irina sighs as she puts her fingers back in her sleeve.

"It's because of the phantom. I can get rid of it with temper, and it doesn't really work for a guy who's high in battle."

"Really?"

"Illusions are only illusions. Besides, you'd better leave that kind of nasty idea to Deane."

Irina laughing niggardly.

"More than that, you seem to have a lot of free time. I wonder if my first opponent will serve as a scum."

"Uh, no, hey"

"What a dissatisfaction"

"I'm not dissatisfied... but suddenly I can make up my mind with the flow"

"The sooner the better."

Irina leaning on me sooo much.

but what stops it is Zubisi and his hand from the side...... Luna.

"Hey, what's up?"

"If you say the sooner you win, I'm sooner"

Gyu, hug me in the arm.

Luna is also in time for a eulogy by Aurora and Oregano, and her silver hair is beautifully knitted and draped by several ponytail-like pieces from behind her head. Wrapped in a dress with a deep blue tone, it still has an atmosphere such as which noble lady, except for the unwrought work done.

"There's no doubt that straw was faster to declare."

"I touched it faster."

"Well, then, it's probably a little more frustrating to see him today."

"Don't hang out with me like that. I mean, it's low dimension."

The silver-haired daughters who are staring at each other.

In the middle of the square, the baron is in the middle of an opening statement. Even so, it's not a tough story, it's like a connection for a little while until all the townsfolk come out in a hurry to hear the bell. If it's true, Irina would be on the side of having a nice chat.

and.

"Hey Kolasmyson. Basil, at least this way."

"Ugh, Williams."

"I mean, we crossbows are full of guys. What the fuck? With a large female population, you should let them take their hands as wide as a dance for the festivities to flourish. Wouldn't you!?

"No, you. If you get so desperate. Angelos and Hilda say you can dance."

Or actually, I didn't say Angelos. On the flow, you won't be able to ignore the invitations of your former colleagues.

"I'd rather demand Millil! Sometimes let them make gorgeous memories -!

"Why, Millil..."

"You're adorable! And I'm not wearing a collar! Your sisters are just a little too young."

"... I'm not wearing a collar, but I've already declared a female slave once, Millil."

"How fast are you hands!?

Williams, Maggie.

"Either way, you're leaving Polka today, so it won't matter if you have a collar or not!

"You're gonna take the woman we surrounded after we left, or you're gonna enjoy it, you son of a bitch!

"Come on, man."

Isaac, who appears nuzzled, grabs Williams and lifts him.

"I'm sorry, Smythson. Have fun."

"Yes, no, that's fine."

"Ha-na-no - Isaac!!

"If fewer girls dance because you're so excited on your own, you'll end up falling for it. Are you stupid?"

"Oh, I just made a natural point!! Bad point!! I thought it was evil, Mogg."

"Shut up already. The festival doesn't start."

Williams forced by Isaac to fill his mouth with meat (with both arms gripped).

There's usually no one in this town with more body than Mr. Jackie. Even that Mr. Jackie looks smaller when he lines up. Isaac and the ordinary human Williams cont seem rare and interesting, and the townsfolk watching around him laugh Guerragella.

Though I was laughing at that too, I also hear the wives behind me talking about "I knew it was dangerous Andy......" and "I need to tell my kids not to dance with me arr".

Hey, Williams.

No, it's not like I regret not being able to dance with the young kids in town or anything.

The place warmed up nicely, and this time too, the amateur orchestra, in which Keel's father works as conductor, plays music, plus the Isaacs singing group overlays the song, and numerous villagers dance in front of it.

I usually do a few songs lightly and that's all I'm done with, but this time there's warm rice out there, and the dancing townspeople, soldiers, or visitors from elf territory aren't very much, but I can't get into the square once or twice.

"Let's go more and more today. Look, Johnny, don't be a jerk even though your wife's trying."

"Damn, it's hard to keep your brass instrument blown when you say that!?

"I'm a brass, too?

"No, Jessica, that kind of transverse whistle and trumpet is totally different..."

"Hey, Johnny, that's not cool."

"... Keel, how the hell are you doing?!?

"Come on, me and Barbara's next song. Go on."

"Uncle, a little time. Can I go beat him up?

"Allow it."

"Oh, Father!? No, wait, Johnny. Violence is geffa!?

"I'll give you a break with my body. Uh, refreshing. Let's go next."

I kept dancing to my female slaves one after the other, even while what a drama was going on near the orchestra.

When I think about it, I don't have to be shut out, and I have nearly 20 opponents. I couldn't have had time to dance with the other kids if I was still dancing.

"Heh heh, that's pretty soft, huh?

I'm not very familiar with human dance...... I don't think so, Irina leading me in graceful steps.

"... because I'm not used to it"

That's all I'm saying, Luna sticks to me and leaves the move to me even though it's not a cheeky dance atmosphere.

"I practiced. Look."

Laurier flips the dress with a little adrift and shows the image of the princess of Tenba, which is different from her usual impression.

"Nyah."

"I don't know, but it's fun."

Azel and Liselle dance with me for a short altercation in an anomalous move. Unthinkable in elegant court dances, but with the unique freedom of country dances, they flirt with the two of us twirling before we know it too well, and yet calmly, they make us have the strange experience of being able to dance properly in pairs.

"I'll do my best."

Having taken over that tension as it were, Marone leads the dance to the full use of the subtly opened space because of the unscrupulous steps taken by me and Azelrizel. Just had fun moving around thanks to the song being upbeat and going to the next cutie.

"Oh, hehe... I kind of want to dream a lot..."

Even the same young cat and daughter hit and changed with Azerisel, a modest and irresistible move. That said, you weren't blind, until a while ago. Is it hard to dance all of a sudden?

But I can also follow those cute little steps by sticking my body together and supporting it as much as I can. Cute leaving with a satisfied face for such a dance.

"Because it's not like last year. I'm practicing a lot, too."

Angelos only taught Naia a dangerous foothold, and speaking of which, last year I stopped holding him and followed him because I couldn't remember the steps.

"It's a shame it's in order. I'd like to spend plenty of time dancing more fully."

I thought Aurora was going to set something up, and she goes in gracefully and pulls out gracefully. Speaking of which, it seems.

"Take this opportunity to show off"

Maia laughs niggardly and kisses me enthusiastically during the steps.

I can hear the people around me twitching.... I thought Maia knew more about being my dragon than a female slave, but it seems surprisingly impactful.

"With more and more going on, these dance parties might have to plan a second meeting separately."

Mr. Deane laughs bitterly as he dances in jeopardy.

"Hmm. Andy is the only one who can keep this close to you.

Mr. Hilda sticks with me more than he needs to. I get a little thrilled because there wasn't any bold snuggling so far in the boobs group.

"Ho. Sometimes this isn't a bad idea"

Lyla also wraps her hair and trot-inspired dress in a different way than usual at some point. A properly dressed dress and sucked brunette have an exotic atmosphere, which makes you dodgy with a different lila.

And the order turns to Naia.

"Wow, wow... Su, Sumi, hiccup"

"Don't panic."

Wrap up a beautiful dress and dance with a man. Even though I'm tempted, I still don't seem to be able to deal with it calmly, and Naia, who has good motor nerves and memory, would take the wrong simple steps that couldn't have been wrong, entangling her legs and about to fall.

Naia gets more and more red when I stop holding it.

"Excuse me......"

"It's a waste of time to just end up shy. It's not a presentation, it's a dance and fun festival. Let's have fun, Naia."

"Uh... but"

"It's the air here that I enjoy. Spare me the smashing."

"Ha, yes"

I've had fun songs, and I step as thoughtfully and fun as I swing Naia.

Naia gets bright red, but what a grasp on it, and a more and more enjoyable look.

"... That's right, Naia. I want to see that smile."

"Eh."

"Manners are what we enjoy at the festival. But Naia. I want you to smile like that all the time."

"... ah"

"Naia, don't go back to your face like that. Imagine. See you next year, again next year… one day my child will have a future with me, laughing and dancing under this sky. I'll take you there."

"... Shh, Smythson..."

"You must be the brave one, but I don't know what.... whether you're a dragon, a foreigner, a fae, or a head of state, that's what you did. I'll make you do the same. That's my ambition."

…………

Naia narrows her eyes as I whisper to her.

That's not the usual hard and lonely look trying to push you around because of your path as a brave man.

As far as I'm told... perhaps see what I call the future. Those were my eyes.

"... I..."

And take your lips off before Naia says anything.

The song ends and Naia looks hazy but doesn't mind hugging and continuing to suck her lips.

I hear a chilling whistle from around me, but I don't care. Naia also flickers in a hurry but doesn't let go.

Keep it that way for a few dozen seconds.

"... puppy... Naia"

"Ha, ha... Oh, you know, hey..."

I hold Naia to my chest, trying to say something, and I gently give her my head.

"Whoa, Andy, isn't that kid different?

I answer gently, without turning around, to the voice of the old townspeople who have called me like they were frightened.

"Ainya. My next female slave."

"... Mm-hmm...!

He said, "Well, he's a horse. He's a handyman."

Laughing with Niyaniya, I dare you to say that and laugh.

Yes, isn't Naia special?

It's just a horse to me.

Like telling Naia herself that.

... to remind you that this happiness, today's smile, is not just a memory... it is within your reach.

I'm just gonna give you a hug.

(cont 'd)