Private room on the second floor of Sione.
On that sofa set, me and the girl on the sideline, and the girl's mother sitting across from each other.
Drinks are already carried on the table and can be put into play at any time.
I suppose the mother is nervous, she keeps her mouth shut on the lemon tea.
(I see, I see)
Eyes on both of you, my cheeks loose.
Both are dressed like motor show companions, but their daughters are slender and their mothers are glamorous.
Consciously aligned, the hairstyles are both medium long straight.
At my age, as far off the young lady.
But that's the mother of this daughter. Face is good, style is good.
Now that I'm an amateur, my expectations just grow.
"My mother has no experience with these kinds of jobs. I don't think you're very good, but forgive me."
A daughter who speaks carelessly, her mother shows how sorry she seems.
"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it. You know that, and you nominated a copper badge."
I smile and answer gently.
The two of us don't seem to know, but the fact that my mother is an amateur is a high point for me.
"Shall we begin, then? Tell your mother."
"Yeah. I got it."
To me laying on the bed, with my daughter's guidance, my mother starts serving me in an unfamiliar way.
I feel double and good while also demonstrating my daughter's guidance.
"Mother. More like this, carefully behind the return"
"I wonder if it's like this."
I got a mouth shot from both sides and I'm happy.
It's time for me to come inside, so I'm gonna lay your mother on my back, and then I'm gonna lie my daughter down on top of it.
And first, I decided to deal with your professional daughter.
"Ugh."
Small, cute groans.
When I activated the demonic eye and went back and forth several times watching the circulation of light between the two of them, I found my mother's light rapidly intensifying.
"That, Mother. Are you excited about the way your daughter works?
To my words, a mother who turns her face bright red, turns sideways, and denies it.
Skirt.
"So what's this all about?
Move from your daughter's room to your mother's room downstairs.
On the contrary, he welcomed me warmly.
Because of this, you will misunderstand using the star Phantom Sword Astral Sword.
"Heh, heh, heh!
Mother groans in bitterness.
The Star Phantom Sword Astral Sword is one of my specialties. It can be virtualized to any length by bringing together the Astral body.
This time, set it a little longer.
"Here, Mother. If your mother doesn't work hard, this will get into your daughter again. Ooh. I wonder if this depth is painful for your daughter."
Of course, I don't use Astral Sword, a star phantom knife, against my daughter.
Mother working hard for her daughter. It's my nasty hobby to taste it.
(Ooh, I'm tight, I'm tight)
It comes from my groin that I try so hard to handle myself.
I've decided to bully this amateur mother.
"Ah, a little more, a little more, Mother."
I make a face that looks like the limit. No matter, it's an act.
And while acting, he goes poking at the weakness he confirmed with his demonic eye.
"Huh, huh."
Your mother roughs up her breath. I'm trying my best to do something about me before I get there to reduce my daughter's burden.
The reaction is very pleasant.
But I want to take my time, so I'm not going to be happy here.
Beat a ton and steeple and make your mother welcome you for the first time.
"Oh, I was almost there. Well, let's ask your daughter."
I try to leave your mother's room.
Then Mother can help me get to my daughter even as she reaches it.
That persistent feeling makes me feel comfortable again.
But you can't keep me captive with that power. Interrupt immediately into my daughter's room upstairs.
(This one is hot too. Looks like you had something to feel in the figure of your stuffy mother directly underneath)
That's the parent and the child.
I used to walk into my mother and leave room for it, but she reacted well without cooling down.
That's how I make my daughter raise her voice, and her recovered mother sues me for something.
"Please forgive my daughter and lift me."
Earlier star Phantom Knife Astral Sword, you'd think that one was in there.
"Eh."
I silence your mother with a single blow with the star Phantom Sword, Astral Sword, activated in an instant.
And then again, I started to taste better for my daughter.
But just like that, my mother is strong. Every time the damage fades, you sue me.
Every time I go in deep, I hold my breath, but I don't try to give up.
Wait, wait, wait.
I questioned you, I use my demonic eye to observe your mother again.
(Again)
The depths of your mother were glowing bright yellow.
(Feels good, was it?)
I was so stubborn, I thought maybe, but I was right.
(That's the mother)
My daughter, she's not very good at the back. But not the mother. It seemed like the best good point in the back.
Maybe this is because my daughter has an experience she doesn't have.
Forgive my daughter. Forgive my daughter.
There is hunger in the face of the mother who speaks so.
Forgive my daughter, it's only in front of the building. I want who I really am.
When you break in slowly and deeply to try, your mother emits a sharp voice full of joy.
"Mother's eclectic. sloppy."
That's what my daughter says in her obstinate voice, grinding the tip of the rich hill in front of her.
"Ahhhhhh!
My poking and my daughter's words, plus the current stimulus, must have triggered it.
When her mother raised her voice loudly, she glanced and shook herself in abundance.
(This mother is a hit)
To that fierce insanity, I squeal my throat.
It's gonna be fun tonight.
I had a nasty smile on my face and started enjoying myself.
The stage moves to Accommodation Town, halfway between Landburn and Awok.
This town had a formation of Imperial Expeditionary Armies that had invaded.
The Marquis, who was ready, came from Landburn.
The battle has not yet broken out because the town went down without a fight and the kingdom side laid down a line of defense for Awok.
"How's the kingdom side moving?
A woman with a pilot's badge on her collar hears in one of the rooms she received.
Back in the year, would it be the mid twenties? When the Marquis met with Uncle Borderline, he was the one who refrained behind him.
"We are currently building a facility for defense. Nothing unusual happened."
Class C knight who was on reconnaissance. A young pilot, still young, gives a report in a distracted manner.
The subdirective has an atmosphere of Rin, hard yet beautiful face.
The long dark hair stretched to the back is straight and shiny, reflecting lustrously the indoor lighting.
It would be impossible to tell you not to fall in love.
"Really, thank you for your hard work"
She realizes how the pilot is, but answers clerically.
The situation in this hand is a daily tea meal. I can't care less.
Her position is a sub-directive of the Expeditionary Force.
The Marquis, the commander, is not a pilot. Instead, she drives the Class A Knight to take command on the battlefield.
(The kingdom has lost a great deal of its power of war. You won't be able to move)
I just want to attack you before you consolidate your defense, but this one isn't ready either.
We needed a little more time until all the knights arrived.
(Including me, is a Grade A Knight the Four Horsemen)
It is a knight incorporated from the Imperial Knights into the Expeditionary Army, the number of Class A knights among them.
(You're not a bad face)
I see the pilot's face, and I think so.
She was widely known in the Imperial Knights as Junying.
In the future, he will be chief of the Knights, and his voice has risen in part. In that case, he is the first female Knights Commander of the Imperial Knights.
(Thirty-six for class B knights and ten for class C knights later)
In your head, reconsider the operation.
(If you have to, you can also ask the Rose Knights for help. Marquis to Uncle Rosehip, though you may hate both)
It was unfortunate, if I may say so, that Sir Reaper raised it to replace the Expeditionary Army.
(Borderline Uncle and Marquis, you must have hated getting caught up in that certainty)
And laugh bitterly.
It doesn't matter to her, such as the dispute over the birth of Marquis and Uncle Borderline.
All we need is victory and merit. With it, we run up the stairs to the Knights Commander of the Imperial Knights.
In order to do so, His Excellency the Marquis may be asked to make concessions.
(You will hear it)
The light of confidence shines in her eyes.
As a deputy directive, the Marquis wanted the best people he could hope for.
As a result, she was invited in low profile.
It is a sub-directive position, but I intended to make you listen to what I have to say about the battle.
"Deputy, I'm here, so why don't you take a rest?"
A young man who was in the same room doing his errands proposes to care.
Soft, wavy hair on a neat face. He is quite handsome, with a slightly sweet feel.
Pilot's badge on chest. Besides, it was an indication that she was riding a Class A knight, just like her subordinate commander.
(Right, let me take a break)
Sure, I have a sense of stuffing.
Pre-fighting is well prepared. It would be better to rest around here later.
She thinks so and takes a seat.
"After you, please."
I told a handsome young man and went out into the hallway.
This inn is a two-story building with stone on the ground floor and wood on the second floor. It's less decorative and looks lonely.
There were other inns, but she chose this place for a reason.
(I like the bath)
It's on a less distracted battlefield, breathing more than anything for her.
After going back to the room and getting ready, we go down to the ground floor and open the door to the big bath in the back.
After I finished stripping in the strip room, I went into the bathroom.
(no one)
Few female pilots are accommodating, but I guess they're all still working. It's her rent out now.
Black stone floors and walls, only the ceiling is wooden. Fine and spacious compared to the exterior of the inn.
Wash your body and enter the tub.
(This hot tub is pretty good)
Exhale deeply.
This tub is about a meter deep. Deep down like this, it's not.
(I was surprised at the unexpected depth at first, and fell in the hot tub and nearly drowned, though)
Remember and laugh.
Then he sat on the stone steps in the tub and slowly enjoyed the hot tub.
Awok, a city halfway between Landburn and King's Capital.
As for the size of the city, it is slightly larger than Landburn.
And Awok now had a command against the Imperial Expeditionary Army.
On the west side of Awok, moat drilling is taking place as a defensive facility for knights to use.
"Why should I do this?"
Class C knights digging grooves using tools like Xu. Officially, it's B, but it's C in substance.
Forty tangled old pilots mourn in that cockpit.
Needless to say, he is a former Adventurer Alliance pilot. I guess you want someone to listen to you purposefully using external audio.
A knight in the immediate vicinity continues to work silently, completely ignoring it.
"I joined the Knights to fight."
The knight's pilot, who was doing the work, was cut off in a constant drooling grip.
'Shut up! If you have time to be stupid, move your hands. "
It was the female pilot whose ponytail was trademark who raised his voice in the cockpit of the same class C knight.
"Before this, you were making noise about dying or something if you fought for something like this, and now you want me to fight you? What's really going on with your head?
That's what I'm saying.
'Then build up your track record so you can ride! You can only do less than set up work, but you keep making demands. "
Ponytail is not dissatisfied with his current position.
I've piled up a lot to get here. In order to get on top knights, you just have to keep piling up more. That's what I think.
Purity is not the same as an old man who remains conscious that he was a class B pilot.
The old man cuts off the external audio and turns his back on the knight of the ponytail.
"There's a busty fucking kid"
If we are living with each other, let our muscles and bodies say things to make us look amazing, but now we are on each other's knights.
If the knights quarrel with each other or something, they will definitely be thrown straight into the barn.
The old man circled his back and resumed digging while drooling his stupidity in the cockpit alone.