The people of Wangdu felt strongly about the changing seasons.
Especially sunset.
Even after dinner, the days were still bright outside. It passes by, and if you look out the window, you are often surprised by its darkness.
A young man in a hood was traveling fast through the fallen streets of such a day.
Turning to the narrow road, you enter the five-story inn, which is built right there.
"Welcome home"
A five-story inn, built north of the pleasure district.
Show your employees their faces by slightly shifting the hood. After receiving confirmation in the name of greeting, go to the stairs.
I knocked quietly at the room I was looking for and slid my body through the open gap.
"How was it?
Two women who were in the twin room. The older one asks.
I have a diagonal forehead and an atmosphere like a college girl in employment.
"I've had enough information. It would be time to move on to the next phase."
A youth who answers satisfactorily.
He has thick eyebrows in his hair, wild flavors and long eyelashes.
Dark chest hair, peeking from the chest of a well-trained body. The smell of a thick man drifts from there.
"So you finally defeat the roots of evil,"
It was the last one who opened his mouth with a serious look.
If one of the earlier ones was a college girl, this one would be of such age as a high school girl. She has long hair cut as a princess.
Chest hair pheromone knelt on one knee and changed his attitude.
"You're right. With the help of the Virgin."
Princess Kat's high school girl, called the Virgin, nods strongly.
"Of course. Because my power was given to me by God for that."
But soon he weakens his tone and alternates between the two.
"But I'm right, I'm not really used to the world. We need your help."
"If you'll excuse me"
I'll take care of it.
Live college girl with head down and chest hair pheromones winking with long lashes. The look is as if to keep an eye on your sister.
With a delightful look, the Virgin took two hands and expressed her thoughts.
"Let's all join forces and save the folk grass from the devil"
Live college girls and chest hair pheromones are near the bishops of the country to the east. She is that fat old woman who saw 'Sin and Punishment' in the Wang capital and bloated herself with disgust and anger.
On the instructions of the bishop, they took out the Virgin. They arrived in the King's Capital a few days ago. After that, he alternately went out to the city to find out which enemies to defeat.
"Now let's recheck the information gathered."
A live college girl suggests it in an atmosphere like presenting it.
Seeing you two have no objection, keep the word going.
"First, it was a man named Doctor Slime who proposed" Sin and Punishment "and spread it to the world. It was surprisingly easy to find out about this."
"Oh, he's arrogant. I'm not willing to hide it."
Make a bitter look, chest hair pheromone.
The information was immediately available at the first whorehouse I visited.
I'm the one who came up with it! Automatic colored paper written just like that. It was made to adorn the lobby of the whorehouse.
"The colored paper also described him as the 'Dead Dead Leader'. But so far, we don't know what the Dying Regiment is."
"... dying, sounds rather disastrous."
Leaking anxious words, high school girl Virgin. The live college girl reinforced her tone so that she could cheer up.
"But an interview with the restaurant brought up the presence of the Adult Gourmet Club. Perhaps this is the face of the table in" The Dying Regiment ""
An arm-wrapped chest hair pheromone takes the word.
"I mean, it's Doctor Slime hosting The Adult Gourmet Club. Are all the members of this gathering a part of it?"
Nodding is a live college girl.
"Doctor Slime is supposedly under control by brainwashing, just like the people contaminated by Sin and Punishment."
(i) Put your breath down and carry on the words.
"And I think Doctor Slime himself is being brainwashed."
"What makes you think that?
Returns a strong eye to a chest hair pheromone that raises a single eyebrow.
"It's too abrupt, the emergence of Sin and Punishment. No matter how sudden the idea may seem, there must always be a cultural basement. But this time, I don't see it."
"In other words?"
"Outside the world, that's where it came from. From the demon world, for example."
In the words, the indoors are engulfed in painful silence and tension.
The High School Virgin uttered words as she squeezed them out.
"... a demon that should have been driven away a long time ago. Does that mean it's back?"
"I wonder if he's planning on reviving it."
Live college girls open their opinions to high school girls who stare at them with a serious look.
"Doctor Slime is probably human. I think the manipulative demon is still on the outside of this world, getting him ready to show up."
The heart-haired pheromone opens his face and mouth.
"Originally close to the devil, he must be the owner of a dirty heart. That's why they responded to the devil's call and easily took over my heart."
"Sin is in the devil. Don't say that."
Chest haired pheromones blamed on the high school girl Virgin, who corrects her expression and drips her head off. Words of reflection are said from the mouth.
With her hands on her chest-haired pheromone crotch head, the high school girl smiled.
"That's why I'm here. God's power of purification will make it possible to drive the devil away from the heart of Doctor Slime."
"As you say, sir."
The High School Virgin, who accepted the apology, continues with the live college girl.
"As you say, its power is the enemy of heaven to the devil. You have nothing to fear."
But go on.
"How human, though the Virgin. It is impossible to exercise power continuously. Distribution and Doctor Slime must be disconnected"
Nodding High School Girl Virgin and Chest Hair Pheromone.
"Doctor Slime is in the hands of the Virgin, and we'll stop him."
With one rough cheek, Chest Hair Pheromone asks.
"What's the plan to break it off?
"I'm going to fish with false information."
That's what the live college girl said and started explaining.
Doctor Slime has already been finalized. Members of the Adult Gourmet Club have also been found, although not all.
To Doctor Slime, he calls it alone, calling it the "Adult Gourmet Club" coverage.
The delivery will be collected in one place under the false pretence that the Adult Gourmet Club will be held on an ad hoc basis.
It was like that.
"I hope it hooks up well."
"I can see the intensity of self-expression in the matter of colored paper. If this one shows interest, it's bound to react."
Return confidently to the worried facial chest hair pheromone.
"What about the guy in charge?
"I intend to circulate information from the employees of the restaurant about the extraordinary holding. There seems to be a store that I go to often, so I need you to speak to a member with a broken face."
"Be careful"
A high school girl who looks worried.
Chest hair pheromones to reassure, gently call out.
"Don't worry. We both look like this and are ranked holders. I don't take delays when I give them away."
Eastern countries that find great value in the World Games and enthusiastically send athletes. But still, few have world rankings.
In other words, the two men, who are rankers, are the users of the eastern kingdom.
Confirming the relieved exhaling high school girl Virgin, Chest Hair Pheromone turns her eyes back to the active college girl.
"What matters is timing. I would definitely, if I could, make the same day close."
Live college girl moving her head vertically and deeply.
"If Doctor Slime responds to the interview, that's the date of the decision."
And Doctor Slime and The Dying Regiment, the plan to purify and destroy both sides, set in motion.
Around the same time, in the Episcopal City of the Eastern Country, the news that was in the Archbishop had been brought.
"No Virgin?
The office of the Great Church.
The seemingly feeble old man who appears there is vicious at the archbishop's rugged face buried in his double jaw.
There is currently only one Virgin in the Eastern Country.
Still a student, she was supposed to go from monastery to school.
"According to the abbot, it is an order from the bishop"
The Virgin who doesn't show up at school. A worried teacher contacted the monastery and discovered it.
What was further discovered was that the vicinity of the bishop headed west.
Sorry for the trouble with the kingdom.
Archbishop who hears the name of the bishop and puts on his face.
He yelled at me the other day, because he was that fat old woman. He must have taken the Virgin out and aspired to the King's Capital in order to counter 'sin and punishment'.
"If you're a bishop, I'll do something about it. You do man to the king's capital and bring back the Virgins."
Usually a warm archbishop. Seeing as that eyebrow deepens further, the feeble old man rushes out of the room with prayer.
Waiting for the door to close completely, the archbishop slammed against his desk and firmly gripped both ends of the top plate.
And groan long with a thick voice.
"Now, what do you think?"
After exhaling loudly, he speaks to no one.
The reply came from under the desk.
"It was in the report," Sin and Punishment ". The bishop saw it as a curse by the devil, or as a brainwasher."
Between the archbishop's legs, there is a nun's head.
She grinned as she tangled her long tongue by the anomaly and creaked as she cleaned.
"So you tried to rely on the power of the Virgin"
While narrowing his eyes to comfort, the Archbishop thinks about the Virgin.
(I'm sure the girl's power was that she was capable of exercising the same power as the C-rank Conditional Anomaly Recovery Magic)
Virgin. It is an expressible being, without the chant of a spell, equivalent in power to magic.
It's congenial, born very rarely.
In the eastern kingdom, we honor ourselves as saints if we are men, and as saints if we are women, and we keep them under the protection of the kingdom from our youth.
(C-rank state abnormality recovery is indeed tremendous)
None of us can say that we can't go back to normal.
An action that seeks' sin and punishment 'and attends a leggy whorehouse. If that's by curse or brainwashing, what do you think?
(I can disarm all of that)
A few times a day, the Virgin is able to exercise her power. It also seemed natural to want to rely on it.
"Below"
A voice is uttered from under the desk, but it does not reach the ear of the Archbishop, who is sinking into the sea of his own thoughts.
(But what works?)
There is something in this country that should be called a national disease.
I tend to treat people who disagree with me as madmen. The bishop, etc. who brought out the Virgin would be typical of that.
(The harm of monotheism. cohesive but unacceptable of diverse values and smaller vessels)
The Archbishop himself did not think that state anomaly recovery would work for 'sin and punishment'.
(That's a strong taste potential)
Pain in mind and body, given by women. Are they not those who find joy in it?
That's what I was thinking.
"Below"
(If so, no matter how you use state anomaly recovery magic,... Ugh)
The ignored nun under the desk tightens tightly with her tongue.
I got back from my thoughts on that melting stimulus.
"I'm talking about the bishop, but there's a problem with the rule of ignoring you and taking action."
That movement that wraps around in spiral form and squeezes it out to the last drop.
Unexpectedly, the Archbishop raises his sweet voice.
"It is." For God's sake, we are forgiven for doing anything, "it is a major problem in our country that those who think so appear."
Under the desk, a loud sucking noise sounds.
"What is for God? People are different. Oh?"
The identity of the Archbishop, who once again accumulated his power.
When the archbishop grabbed the nun's head with both hands, he stuck straight up to the back of his throat.
He shakes his head forcefully back and forth, his throat snaps.
But the expression on the face of this nun, the head of the tongue, doesn't look painful. On the contrary, the joy was suddenly beginning to fill.
(She changed)
The Archbishop thinks.
As part of his service, he has made him dive under his desk several times. But so far, the Archbishop has not appreciated much.
(It sure is good. But I'm trying to subdue a man)
That's why.
(Again, we need to both feel better. Otherwise the man doesn't get a true sense of sufficiency)
That's what I thought, but one day it changed dramatically into a border.
Even during his service, he began to actively seek joy.
Right here.
Thoughtfully, the Archbishop rubs it in the back of his throat.
Master Tongue surprisingly reached it once.
(This in the back of my throat is more sensitive than my groin. I don't know why this happened, but it's a good thing)
Instructional overnight guidance from Patrol Light had raised the back of her throat to her highest point.
This makes Mr. Tongue play in the back of his throat, which he didn't like as much as he was good at his mouth. I've become eager for that.
Since then, her popularity with men has soared. Pull out the stuff from the woman and the male to female ratio is already reversed.
After all, the satisfied look of a woman gives the man confidence.
Maybe it's about time.
Rinse your hair with your fingers while performing a second release to the back of your throat.
"That was impeccable in terms of both ability and track record. And lately, my mind has grown remarkably"
Tear her hair apart and continue the words with both her ears out.
"When you're done cleaning, lead the monks to the bishop. Solve her priesthood."
And I stopped the words as if I couldn't stand them once.
"Um, yeah. The next bishop, no. Just..."
Between the legs, a nun nodding over and over. Devotional from the bottom of my heart, cleaning begins.
While I indulge greatly in that, the Archbishop's thoughts fly.
("Sin and Punishment," I'd like to try it.)
There was a reason to think so.
(Vision of God is rare after rigorous training)
Bullying out of your body, not sleeping, or extreme hunger strike, etc.
Frenzy due to too much spiciness. The action of the body, which paralyzes it in an attempt to prevent it, makes it appear illusory. That's what the Archbishop had in mind.
(If 'Sin and Punishment' is somewhat easy to taste, it would be worth experiencing)
The Archbishop has also carried out rough training in his youth and carelessly left it to him.
The illusion I saw in the middle of it had brought him precisely the pleasure of what could be described as legal pleasure.
(That's a hallucination)
Now is the time to think so. That's why those memories never fade.
Now that I wasn't going to do a reckless life-threatening line, I needed another way to taste it again.
(Have patience and try it in Wangdu.... I guess I can't)
Deny your thoughts yourself.
And it reminds me of my former pleasure, and of myself, which is once again hardly cut.
He is trembling and begins to demand a replacement.
(I, the next bishop)
Tongue length with a clairvoyant expression. Switching from cleaning to service, she began to move her head back and forth.