Jaanne. It is the name of a whorehouse, which houses a shop in the first class of Wangdu Pleasure Street.
Casabel of history and tradition, the young sideline, together with the charming Sione, make the corner of the "Mitsuya of the King's Capital".
In the lobby, a magnificent concierge watched the guests with satisfaction.
(More customers are coming to the store. After all, it must have been a big victory over Doctor Slime)
Doctor Slime and teacher play, done the other day.
"Doctor Slime, Bend Your Knees to the Princess of Jaanne"
The news instantly spread to the entire Hanayagi world.
As a result, Jaanne's ratings have risen even further, stretching her legs a lot.
(But if you're disappointed here, your reputation will be less than up. You have to keep your mind shut)
Nod twice or so and shift your eyes to the chick. So the concierge saw something unexpected.
At the entrance to the corridor, which leads to the back of his sight, a woman stared at him. The expression seemed puzzling.
(Was it something, even a crude phase?
Glamorous woman with long straight hair and a relaxed atmosphere. At this hour she was supposed to be a professor at the Royal School of Magic, the counterpart of Termano.
Come to her, taking care not to put it on the table. Ask why you're here.
"Master Termano, are you there?
Hear the answer, you get more voice for a second.
No matter how much I waited in the reception room, Termano didn't show up, apparently. The dean had already left the room with a woman, so he had to come back to the lobby.
(Which way did they go?
Eyebrow root, hands on chin and thoughts. There. Now an apprentice concierge showed up from the hallway as well.
"Master, may I have a word?"
He nods silently and nods after the boy.
He was sued by a woman working in the store for 'locked in the pantry'. He said he was on his way to confirm it quickly.
If you try arriving, it's certainly locked. They felt signs of people indoors, so they shoved their ears at the door.
"In use?
One eyebrow up, the concierge leaks the word.
"Yes, I don't know until someone, but they were definitely playing"
The Employee Desk is in the back of the reception room. It's the same hallway.
In the head of the concierge, two events join hands.
"Check the location of all attendees immediately."
A boy who replies well and looks around at the chicks and sideline seats. At the end of the day, I checked the counter's face and walked back to the concierge.
The only person unknown was one.
What I did, I didn't know Master Termano was.
A cold sweat erupts from his forehead into an event of hatred.
What the apprentice concierge boy told me was the name of one of the most powerful men on the sideline. But she doesn't take customers other than the first.
(It is no longer possible to stop. I'll leave my luck to heaven if this happens)
Her play is true only to her desires. I don't think about the future of the other person, and I don't do anything to teach them.
Go in the right direction or turn in the wrong direction, that depends on how the customer receives it.
"… the modem shall be private. Let the women use the conference room."
It was a concierge that squeezed out voices.
Reception room in two hours. The Dean of the Academy, seated in his chair, laughs in a good mood to the concierge sitting at the front.
By the way, only the Dean and Concierge are indoors. Termano is still an understatement.
"No, just keep it. It was wonderful."
"I'm relieved, if you like"
It was a concierge to give back, but I was confident.
On the face of it, it is the recommendation of the godchild. But he was the one who actually chose.
(The College Director has only nominated sidelines. But I think she's the perfect chick)
That's what I've always thought, so I took this opportunity to get a candidate.
Unlike Termano, the Dean of the College has visited Jaanne many times. Concierge had an almost accurate picture of his taste and strength.
"If you don't mind, could you tell us what you're talking about?"
Concierge to offer.
Play info is valuable. Feedback on this can further improve the quality.
"I don't mind. I wanted to talk to you, too, because I was nagging."
The Dean answered with joy and began to speak with momentum.
Here the time goes back about two hours and the perspective moves from the concierge to the Dean of the College.
"Are you the Dean of the Royal School of Magic?
Open the door in the reception room, opening the door. The woman in a miniskirt said that the most. Wild shortcut with a boyish vibe.
"Oh, yeah, but"
Keep your arms together, but the style isn't bad. I'm out, I'm pulling in quite a bit.
When I answered, she narrowed her eyes, bending the edge of her mouth and laughing.
"You picked me. Oh, you don't know anything scary."
Surprised, I can't return the word.
To the extent of the gentleman's taste, he came to visit the whorehouse. But this is the first time they have said this in person.
"Well, don't be bad. Follow me."
With that said, she turns her back and walks down the hallway with Stasta. Even as I was distracted, I continued later.
(What a fresh style of play)
If I had chosen it myself, I would have demanded a change because I was offended. But she is, no matter what, a recommendation of a godchild.
It's enough to say 'keep it,' so I guess I'm confident. I decided to leave that to you.
"All right, it's time to get started"
A shortcut boyish woman getting up off the couch when the girl who brought her drink walks away. Hanged and I get up, too.
And abruptly, she thrust me.
"Become?"
Falling from his back onto the bed as he raised his surprise voice. Climbing to the bed on her knees to follow her, she reaches for my pants.
"Fine, I'll take care of it. Whoa!"
A belt that is pulled out with sharp sounds and strikes the universe like a whip.
Keep your underwear tucked down with your pants and expose my short wand, Wand.
"What, are you scared?
It was me who let puberty pass a long time ago. Just having a woman nearby doesn't make me shake up the short wand Wand.
In this situation, it was also natural that we were growing up.
"I don't know, I'm scared."
That tone even seems happy for some reason.
She doesn't even take off her clothes and stretches her fingertips straight to the short wand Wand. That's your three houses, despite being one-handed, immediately put me on the upper level.
"Come on, I don't know what to do"
She opens her mouth wide and imitates standing her teeth as she tells her to tease.
I stiffened myself reflexively, but the actual mouth was very gentle and polite.
(Ugh, what is this?)
I can even feel compassion, that mouthfeel. Because of the difference between appearance and previous words and deeds, I get into a gap in my mind.
Unconsciously, there was an impulse in a short time.
"What, are we done here? It's sloppy."
Look at me near the limit, rocking the shortcut and laughing nigga. But she didn't end me. He stops a little in front of me and waits for me to calm down.
(… to this behavior, this atmosphere. Could this be something called 'seniors'?
My mouth makes bad, tough jokes, but I don't do anything to hurt you. He's always thinking about this one, even if it's strict.
Such was her deed felt by 'a caretaker, dependable older person'. Even if younger than your own daughter.
"All right, we're going next. I feel good."
From under my miniskirt, I only took off my underwear, seniors. Crossing over me, I go in a slow mood.
And as I observed this one, I quietly began to move my hips.
"Look, not yet. Told me to be patient."
The tone is harsh, but whenever a wave comes into me, it grasps it exactly and stops me on my hips.
The figure was' a senior with a slow leg, waiting for him to catch up 'itself.
I was gently led to my destination, keeping pace with my predecessors.
"You've worked pretty hard. If it wasn't for me, I might have won."
Seniors who work while reddening their cheeks and slightly moisturizing their eyes.
When you get off me, you head to the table for a drink.
……
I thought afterwards, and when I got out of bed after him, I hugged him from behind.
"Oh? What the hell?"
Without answering, I move my hips for the entrance in an attempt to break into my senior from behind.
Seniors looked a little rushed.
"Hey, wait a minute. Give it a rest."
But I don't answer. Demonstrate the will not to wait by intruding.
"Oh, wait, not now."
Seniors in tattooed up miniskirts who keep their upper body on the back of the couch.
When I grab both sides of my hips, I move the short wand Wand to explore the back.
"Hey, stop there. Stop it!"
Don't answer. Only show in action.
"Stop it! This! Ugh."
Seniors finally slipping to the floor. I slap the short wand Wand over and over again with that rich ass grabbed.
"Ahhh!
The next moment, with a scream like a girl, the senior body bounced magnificently.
"... seniors, after a little rest, I'd like to hang out with you the most"
Staring at the trembling butt with my eyes, I was also breathing rough and so crushed.
And the perspective goes to concierge again. Time and place also return to the reception room after play.
"I see. A dependable senior gives in early in the second round. And in the third round, you'll be like a girl. So you couldn't resist that gap."
Finish listening to the Dean of the College and snort deeply. Generally, as I expected.
Shortcut boyish she is a male winner and has a bad mouth. It looks strong, but it's actually the same sensitive system as twin tails.
(The Dean of the College is not a strong person either)
Balanced, just enough. That's why it took the form of great satisfaction in reversing her.
"Nevertheless, Termano, you're too late."
Speaking up. Satisfied, the Dean of the College says as he looks at the watch on the wall.
To me, who was wondering what the answer was, the Dean of the College overlapped words.
"You must have liked it a lot. I don't care if I disturb you, I'll let you go home one step ahead."
Dean of the College after the reception room. It was not until more than an hour later that Termano appeared in the hallway.
"Dear Termano!
The response is dull, even if you speak up. The looked back face is clammy, fluttering and shaking left and right.
(This is not in a state where we can talk)
I noticed, I call a golem carriage when I let him rest in the reception room. He ordered the apprentice to send him to the college.
"... is it useless for you to just ask"
"What is it"
He showed up in the lobby shortly afterwards, the culprit of this time.
I exhaled heavily when I saw the glowing skin and the appearance of a mood that I could not hide.
The stage moves from the Wang capital to the east, to the Bishops' City of the East Country.
A large church sitting in the centre of the city. It was the center of faith and politics in the eastern country, a religious state.
"Hmm, the Virgin can purify Sin and Punishment."
Archbishop, sitting in a chair, nodding his double jaw.
This is the office. Doing the report while standing in the center of the room is a seemingly feeble old man.
He had received the Archbishop's life and had gone to bring the Virgin back to the king's capital.
(Again, that's not demon possession, brainwashing, etc. Hobbies and hobbies)
Though in the form of the Virgin's failure, the correctness of the anticipation proves and snorts alone.
The Virgin, whose own power did not pass, was discouraged and said she was now locked in a convent dorm.
'Cause this is the first time in my life, and I'm pretty sure I'm in shock.'
Exhale loudly and think.
(The response can only be left to the dean of the monastery or the dormitory director)
The heart of a mid teenage girl. Though I am the Archbishop, I have no power to heal that wound.
Speaking of which, you had company.
Reminds me of the men and women who headed with the Virgin and taunt the seemingly feeble old man. The answer was not good.
"Did you receive protection from the Kingdom Merchant Guild in exchange for money?... No, this took a long time."
Forehead enough to groan unexpectedly. But I'm not going to blame the man in front of me.
He looks weak but is also resistant to rushing and has a lot of track record. It would mean that the negotiators of the Kingdom Merchant Alliance were more than amazing.
"So, what are you doing now?
Ha, and stuffed the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, the slightly cat-backed old man replied.
They are both incarcerated in the Great Church and are being questioned about the circumstances.
"The two of them seemed to dislike 'Sin and Punishment', but they only moved on the instructions above. I'm not guilty. Don't get me wrong about that."
An old man who seems weak, who is instructed to leave.
The archbishop thought of his favorite desk.
("Sin and Punishment," or if it's something close to the illusion you see at the end of the desolation, you might want to include it as part of your training)
And the Archbishop himself, I'm interested. I would have gone to King's Capital myself to try it out if my position allowed it.
(How about inviting me to show it off?
If it seems good, it may be held as "hired foreigner".
It did not seem like a bad idea, and the Archbishop began to work out concrete measures quickly.
The place moves to the first floor of the Cathedral, to the confession room.
In a narrow room divided by wooden walls, two men and women were facing each other with tongue lengths.
"I was knocked down in an instant. I still don't understand what happened."
Shaking her head left and right with a dark look is a live college girl style nun.
Master Tongue, dressed in a new bishop's garment, moves his gaze sideways with a troubled look. Sitting next to a live college girl was a hairy looking man in a sweet mask.
"Same goes for me."
At the behest of the former bishop, the two headed with the Virgin to the King's Capital. They lost Doctor Slime's subordination, but I don't know the details of it.
Tongue length that whisks eyebrows and creates wrinkles on the head of the nose. That wasn't just because of the thick pheromones, which Yoshio releases from his armpits.
(Both of them rank a hundred places in the world. That's a blow to the out-of-ranks?
The next moment, my face distorts in amazement. What came to my mind was the appearance of a dojo-breaking coming from the kingdom.
I tried to give it back, and I couldn't fulfill it, Master Tongue. Conversely, it caused the nerves to flush large currents that were sweet enough to burn out.
"What kind of woman were you?
Turn to chest hair pheromones and ask in a harsh tone.
But the answer I came back to was a lack of information.
"It happened once and a spin over my stomach, and that was it. I'm sorry, but I don't remember you enough to explain what you look like."
Something flashes behind the head of the tongue as a shame builds up.
"Is it spinning?
Defeat the woman of the kingdom, spinning moves, and a hundred-digit platform in one twist. The flash replaces suspicion and calls for nearby monks out loud.
"Bring the Book of Records. It belongs to the last Sacred Capital Divine Match. Yes, a class A competition at the temple of the god of commerce"
A monk who ran with patties and came right back. What you're holding is a book.
On its colorful cover, it said, "The Temple of God of Commerce, Special Issue of the Divine Match".
"Maybe it's not this woman?
To his tongue-leading point, Chest Hair Pheromone runs his eyes to the magazine. And he opened his eyes wide, and began to rock his guts and body.
Even though I didn't know, how mighty it was to be challenged. He could not stop his body from trembling because of his own stupidity, which he intended to be strong.
"... that's right. But I can't believe he was the overall winner of the divine game"
A woman with a cool look and one hand up on the referee. That was undoubtedly the opponent we met in King's Capital that day.
"In me and elsewhere, you can't be the other guy."
A winner who continued to win without ever falling into distress with exceptional high-speed rotation skills.
I didn't struggle, but therefore, my impression is faint. But that is the proof of strength.
The woman who broke the reaper gathered her ears and eyes in a flashy battle. But in the end, we haven't been able to win.
"Why? Why are these high-ranking people following Doctor Slime?
Confused, live college girl shaking her head hard left and right.
The figure of the man who crushed himself is not in the Book of Records. But it would undoubtedly be the higher hand.
In the teachings of the eastern kingdom, the stronger the Hanayawa kingdom is seen as the closer to God. That's why we all desperately strive for the top ranking.
"Someone who wins the Class A tournament with overwhelming strength is following the incarnation of evil"
Such things were not very acceptable.
"Change your mind."
So the tongue-leader tells him gently.
"We were wrong. Think about it. Look at it."
A live college girl who did not understand sees her tongue-length with tears in her eyes. Master Tongue continued his words quietly.
"This woman knows God's teachings better than we do. And so is her superior doctor slime."
"The act of spreading 'sin and punishment'. It is incredible to me, such as it is to God's will!
Live college girls screaming. Next door, chest hair pheromones make a rugged look.
I won't put it in my mouth, but I would feel the same as a live college girl.
"Master Archbishop, you don't consider Sin and Punishment evil."
Incredible, to both names who stop moving with that expression, tongue-in-chief with a loving grin.
"On the contrary, I thought it would be a help to build your body and mind and to get closer to God."
"... no way"
"But no"
Two people who keep their mouths open and lose their words.
Previously on Sin and Punishment, all I had was disgust. Because of this, I am unable to follow the rapid change in the way things are viewed, and my thoughts have stopped.
"There are so many ways to think about it. Take your time and think about it while you rest."
Dear Tongue Length, which concludes so.
The two look like they've been plucked out of their souls, leaving their bodies behind in the chair in the confession room.
(Good luck)
Must get over the two powerful things sooner or later.
Depending on your efforts, you could be the leader of Sin and Punishment in the eastern country.
Imagining such a future, Master Tongue smiled.