time after sunset late in the early summer.
The starry sky stretches over Wangdu's pleasure district.
But the blink is powerless. Because the lights of the pleasure zone are pushing the stars back.
There has been a crowd not recently, and the streets are full of people. Dewstores and stores were throwing people up after swallowing them.
Among them is the figure of Tauro.
(crowded)
Whimpering in my heart as I get caught in a crowd wave.
It will be because the battle against the Empire is over and peace has come.
The string of purses I was squeezing in case is heavily loosened for reasons of celebration.
The war itself is a loss that has lost the western core city of Landburn.
But it did not bring back the brightening hearts of the common people.
(Long time no see)
Built in front of you, this chic building combines white marble and brick.
That's what I dreamed of, Jayanne, one of the three houses of the Wang capital.
Today, the first play after the entry and exit ban is lifted. I'm here to have fun with the sister of the werewolf.
(Ooh)
Feeling innumerable, it passes between two doors of polished oak.
When I showed up in the lobby, the women I noticed breathed in unison.
Here he comes.
"... Scary"
Even in the midst of the crowd, those words reach my ears.
Apparently, Doctor Slime is still notorious.
Speak to the concierge as you pretend not to hear.
"It was early in the day, but I wanted to give it to someone I knew"
Show me a hemp paper bag with three Vintages in it. It's for Mr. Cool.
Concierge runs his eyes to the shift table, with a courteous grin.
"There is nothing else, Master Tauro. Please proceed to the lobby."
Special treatment, feels good.
When I bowed my head, I turned my foot to Mr. Cool's hissing armoury.
Knock, get permission to enter and open the door.
In addition to Mr. Cool, there were two other women, both of whom left the room to escape when they saw me.
"Deep-fried first product, I don't think so."
That's what I call it.
You're a faceless Mr. Cool, but I know you've been dating a long time.
It's a grumpy face that doesn't satisfy hunger.
"Yes, this."
Pass the paper bag.
Mr. Cool, who checked the contents, looked strange.
"Chief, what is this?
"Fine fruit. He's a precious guy you can't get around here."
Continue explaining.
"A gift from the vice president and general of the Dying Regiment to a recently active first meal (unicorn)."
Mr. Cool frowns at the root of his eyebrows and wrinkles between his brows.
It would have been my first ear, such as the presence of constituents other than myself.
But the words returned were unexpected.
"Somehow, I was expecting you."
"Why?"
Now I look strange. I'm even surprised.
I've never done anything like that before.
"When I visited the chief's house, there were always signs left."
"Signs?"
Mr. Cool nods.
"Until just now, someone was in my room. That's what I felt."
A woman's sensing ability is a horrible thing.
Besides, it doesn't make me notice at all.
"Correct. It's just the name so far. I'm not working on anything."
Mr. Cool did not show a bare gesture to pursue any further, thanking him and receiving Vintage.
He just cuts it in four with a knife and serves it with tea.
"… this is a refreshing acidity and understated sweetness. I've never eaten before."
The surprise makes me smile.
If there is something wrong in this world, the sweeter the fruit, the better.
Because of this, the sweet varieties benefit the width.
"The skin may be thick and hard to peel, but I'll hold it for a while."
Highly defensive, so it's hard to make it worse if you roll it around.
"And the skin can be used for a few days to scent the room."
Mr. Cool is pinching his skin and keeping his nose close.
From the way it looked, I could see what I liked.
It's time to get up out of the chair as the booking time for the Sister of the werewolf Wahrwolf is approaching.
Then Mr. Cool whispered in his mouth.
"The fourth to give his name to the chief's opponent. Be careful with her."
The woman I said I didn't know.
"I'm probably an agent. of the Empire, too."
Unexpectedly between the eyebrows, the wrinkles come over.
"I recently came into the store, but rather than being talented, I feel like I've been severely tapped into technology"
The eyes that spotted anything about Mr. Cool were quietly emitting light.
"The purpose is unknown, but it is also possible that the leader is being targeted. Attention, please."
"Okay. It helps."
I respond in the atmosphere of Doctor Slime, the leader of the Dying Regiment.
And now it's time to leave the room.
(Is it about the sniping in the boarding town? Or are you from the Northern States Defense Battle)
The verses that come to mind are numerous.
With Mr. Cool's words inscribed on his chest, I headed to the lobby.
The modest room that Tauro left behind.
Mr. Cool, who has finished eating Brunda, lines the corners of the vanity with skin.
It brought a refreshing scent to the room.
(My heart is at ease)
Sit loosely on the couch and breathe deeply and repeatedly.
The store is so crowded, the first product doesn't come to the store. The mood, which was undermining its irrationality, slowly regains itself.
Then there, the exploding bottom sister showed up.
Immediately after work, it brings together a glossy atmosphere.
"Oh, that smells good."
Mr. Cool nodded at the exploding bottom sister moving her nose.
"I got some rare fruit. You want some too?
And she was not enough in half.
Exploding Dressed Bottom to Dust Your Face Look at your sister and cut Wenden apart again.
"What is this? Come on."
"Isn't it?
Explosion Bottom Sister asks Mr. Cool with a gentle sigh.
"How can you eat something so delicious, so faceless?
And Mr. Cool says it back.
They enjoyed the chat for a while.
And as the break draws to an end, the exploding bottom sister takes the skin of Vintage and makes a strange look.
Check the scent again, surface and repeat.
Finally, I peeled a little.
The look is harsh.
"Hey, isn't that it?
I won't say anything, but Mr. Cool doesn't know.
"Yeah, right. Can I ask you something? Who gave you this?
"Secrets"
"Don't say that. Tell me!
The tension of your exploding bottom sister rises all at once.
Mr. Cool looked at her like that, surprised.
There goes the sound of a knock.
A little late, the young voice of an apprentice concierge from outside the door.
"The first thing came in -. Please get ready."
To that word, Mr. Cool, open your eyes until they're fully open. Instantly, his vitality rose all over his body.
"I'll be right there."
Place the hemp paper bag in the bag without changing its expression, and also collect the skin of Vintage in the room. Of course, it's from your sister's hand.
"Wait a minute! Listen, it's important."
Explosion Bottom Sister to pick up. But there is no such thing as more important than the first thing in this world.
"Don't interrupt me"
At least skin, and eat down the exploding bottom sister. Shut it up with a chilled out voice.
It wasn't Mr. Cool who was there talking about the waste until earlier.
It was the first food (unicorn) to win the divine match of business.
"Step aside."
Atmospheric explosion bottom. Sister, take a few steps back.
Mr. Cool walked out the door, like a whirlwind.
He then lowers his back on the couch as he sees him, exhaling loudly.
(You're lying, that's no way)
Incredible thoughts and an exploratory desire to be sure capture the heart.
But I couldn't think of a way to do that.
She's in that state, she doesn't make sense.
"In time. Please Shima-su."
With Knock, the voice of the apprentice concierge sounds.
Now it's your turn.
The explosion-bottomed sister left the room as she pulled out the untrained.
At the same time, in the room above the modem, an intense battle had already begun.
One is a naked tauro.
It's a notorious figure who beat Jaanne's ace class one after the other and drove him to the front of unrepeatable.
Known in the name of Doctor Slime in the Hanayo world, he is the subject of awe.
The other is Laureg, sister of Wolf Wolf, a werewolf in a black bikini.
Loose wavy hanging, long dark hair is appealing.
He has physical abilities that are not comparable to humans and boasts high defense and endurance, except during estrus.
The two were facing each other on their beds and engaged in a martial arts fight by standing skill.
(Strong. As expected.)
The sister of the werewolf, I think.
This is the second time I have fought Tauro.
But last time I was having an affair, so it stayed from start to finish and hasn't become a battle.
This was my first serious battle.
(Ugh)
Right arm stretched out to catch him. Tauro touches its forearm.
That alone made a sweet current run through my arm to my spine.
Shake it off reflexively, take a few steps back and rearrange.
(This is the example massage)
Origin of the name of the Doctor Slime. Because I just touched it and it melts the other person.
At one time, it was a move that wielded fierceness in the Hanayu realm of Wangdu.
I heard the story, but it was more than I expected.
That's it.
I don't even know myself, sensitive bump. When pressed, it loses its power.
For this reason, we are not taking advantage of the power of the cause.
(Those two hands. as long as that one is sealed)
There is a chance. That's what I think, the sister of the werewolf Wahrwolf, who imagines how to fight.
Fortunately, the opponent is in a waiting position. He's not willing to attack from himself.
I know you're insulting this one, but on the contrary, it's convenient. Use that time to reassemble the measures.
I'll go with this operation.
Both wrists of the opponent, grab it with both hands.
Keep pushing him back down and swallowing his opponent from the side of the bikini on a horseback ride.
Once you tighten it up all at once with your abs so you can't escape, then only use your physical abilities to wiggle your hips around.
Are you first or are they first? From there it is a comparison of patience.
(I'm just a little confident in my endurance)
At the edge of his mouth, he smiles a little, the sister of the werewolf, who packs his stepping distance.
Reach out your right hand and aim for your wrist.
Tauro's hand bending his finger to the hook shape and intercepting him. I bounced it off with my armor and grabbed my wrist as quickly as I could.
(Yay)
Another bottle. That's what I thought. Shortly after I reached out my left hand, it flows into the hands of those who restrained my wrist, a sweet large current.
(Ew! What the hell!
hands off reflexively, as electrically shocked. And I left to roll.
The identity of the attack is immediately discovered.
That's because Tauro held the hand of the sister of the werewolf who captured her wrist with the rest of her hand.
If you don't restrain your hands at the same time, you can't.
To the rising hurdle, the expression becomes unknowingly harsh.
Pack the distance again and aim at both wrists at the same time.
But fail.
Conversely, he grabs his arm, the current runs to his spine, and his knee laughs.
I managed to withstand my hips about to crumble and shook them off and took a distance.
(Again)
I slowly circle around Tauro, staring, trying to find a gap.
The other guy had a cool look on his face, just asking him to hang on.
(Much less affordable)
Even though this one is desperate, the opponent doesn't break loose.
(Me too, I know the difference in power from you)
But, you know, I keep going in my heart.
(On the bed, you don't know what's going to happen)
Serious battles between men and women, not as good as numbers.
In the unlikely event that something is sold far cheaper than 10,000, it is the battlefield.
When the werewolf's sister breathed heavily, she was ready to jump in.
Tauro on the other hand.
This one was fighting sparingly, as the sister of the werewolf, Wahrwolf, thinks.
(That's the werewolf, Wahrwolf. Power is wrong digits)
Enough muscle to hold an adult man aside and run up the stairs. That's how I was transported from the lobby to my room last time.
(It's like a heavy machine)
A 0.7 cubic meter backhoe at the construction site, waving his rigid arms as he roared.
Its appearance with overwhelming power and speed causes primitive fears to gush up from the bottom of the belly.
In an opponent who can fight a living human being, there is never.
(She in front of me, same to it)
But there is no rush. There are countermeasures.
(If you can grab it, poke a bump)
The activated demon eye is pushing the steeple hard and causing it to lose its power.
Where they can reach me, they can reach me too.
And I can see her weakness glowing.
This battle without blows. I couldn't find any elements to lose.
(Come on, Wolf. Let's make him feel better at the counter)
Shallow, cracked abs glowing in sweat.
One lip to a healthy beauty, and I waited for the attack.