Super luxury whorehouse Jayanne, built along the boulevard of Wangdu Pleasure Street.
I sat in the chair in the lobby and enjoyed a conversation with a gentleman of character. He is the master concierge of this store.
Our relationship, which started with the drug case, has already lasted over a year. I'm totally familiar with it and often chat like this.
"Have you set your course after graduation?"
They asked me about your sister at the bottom of the blast, and I put the coffee on the table. And tilting his neck gently, he returned the words.
"What will the store do, will it stop?
Exploding dressed bottom sister sitting in a sideline seat and putting up the number one in this store. But her main business is to be a student of the Royal School of Magic.
Working here also means a lot to earn money for research.
(Even if it's a combination of talent, there's something about it.)
This is a world where the status of women working in whorehouses is so high. If you are the head of the Wang Du Mitsu family, you are a national.
In fact, when entering into truce agreements with the Empire, they are entrusted with the entertainment of the delegation.
(Now, one who has successfully manufactured Elixir)
The Royal School of Magic succeeded last year in creating elixirs. This seems to be my first time as a people, a tough feat.
There are two names mentioned in that paper. Professor Termano, a skinny middle-aged man with a curved mouth, and an exploded bottom sister.
I wonder how much credit he had, such as a professor and a joint name.
No. Fortunately, they're going to keep doing it.
Nice silver concierge smiles gently.
"I want to have my own workshop any day, for which I have the funds. That's what I said."
After graduating from the Royal School of Magic, he said he would work in Professor Termano's workshop, where he was a mentor.
He said he plans to learn practical things there and become independent as a pharmacist in any case.
"Master Termano is also going to support you. Maybe you'll stand alone, unexpectedly fast."
If you do, you'll just leave the store. and tighten in a firm tone.
(Mouthbending old man, you have a big vessel, not by the looks of it)
I was impressed as I pinched my rude thoughts.
If a good student is independent, he or she will be a strong competitor. While I know that, I will help.
It's hard to do.
(I wonder if it means being an academic rather than a merchant. That's a professor)
I want to move forward with an excellent fellow researcher. Maybe that's what you want.
"But I got a job graduating, and a shop, and she's in trouble, too."
I think from the bottom of my heart. I want you to be careful not to break your body.
But there, the concierge says something unexpected. Bookings that were so packed, that's a huge reduction, he said.
If we keep going, they're close to waiting for guests in the sideline seats.
"Is something wrong?"
I'm glad, but I'm also worried. Ask the concierge with a slightly more complex look.
The magnificent gentleman shook his head and opened his mouth to deny.
"It's been a year since we won the Reaper in the Divine Match. Is there such a thing as a separation?"
Plus, keep saying it.
"In the recent divine match, Reaper is defeated in no good place. That would be one of the causes."
Reaper, who received all the whips of a plain child king, without resisting. At the end of the day, I hear you ascended on candle service.
For that man, it must have been a greedy play of great satisfaction. But from the audience, I would have liked to say 'what is this'.
"The premiere that you beat Reaper, that you've lost its value."
Nodding concierge in return for me.
And as I narrowed my eyes for fun, I came up with a suggestion.
"So, why don't you make an appointment with her, Master Tauro? I think you can play without waiting."
"... okay?
Not much joy, cheeks. It doesn't seem like a dream.
But I wonder what his intentions are. Speaking of which, I can't force myself.
"She used to say that she could take it if she didn't play, she didn't play."
Staring eagerly at me, Concierge engraves a grin on his mouth.
"I will not ask her again about this appointment with Mr. Tauro. If you notice something last minute and panic."
Smaller and laughing like I couldn't stand it anymore there. The figure is like, a mischievous boy.
"Bring up the earlier words and I will persuade you responsibly. You won't say no first."
I'm somewhat adept at that statement.
Selfish body's, selfish sister. It's such an atmosphere, but the contents are surprisingly disciplined.
Chairman of the Commission if you want to express it. I would be the type to be tied to my own words.
"Wonderful, please"
This is how I added another pleasure.
The venue moves from here to the northeast to the stuffing of the headquarters of the Knights of the Kingdom.
There, the usual companions surrounded the lightning back from the Holy Capital. To the two former adventurers old men, they are braided tits super big tits.
Ponytail, by the way, hasn't come up from the training ground yet.
"Enjoy yourselves, if you will"
A good young man with a short moustache places a candy box made of wood. Looking at the precautions written on the lid, the old men of the former adventurers broke up with each other.
"Blessed confectionery, or this when it comes to the Holy City, after all."
A single old man nods and opens the lid.
Holy capital is the place where many temples of God are concentrated. And the god of commerce is just one pillar of it.
But the God blessed confectionery of commerce has long been a souvenir representing the Holy City.
"Ho ho, a biscuit with nuts. Sounds good, can I have one soon?"
Look inside, a married old man reaching out. The single old man closes the lid before that hand reaches him.
"Do you understand? Blessings."
The effect is that you want heterosexuality. That's why it's so popular.
Noticed, there's no way to worry about a married old man. Object with a pungent look.
"That's okay, I have a wife if I go home. It's not like you."
Those who were told back shrugged their shoulders as they frowned.
"I can't help it, but before you do, make some coffee. For everyone."
Roger, and a married old man standing up laughing. There, braided big, super big tits raised one hand.
"Oh, I'll do it"
Saying, he takes his seat as he rocks his shell-shaped chest. The old man decided to leave it to her.
Coming right up, four hot coffees. Listen to Lightning as he carries it to his mouth from time to time.
"Has the muscle Baba (Legend) of the eastern country come out? Well, you can't win."
The story progresses to where he lost in the semifinals, a single old man who groans and speaks up.
On the other hand braided big tits super tits stare at lightning with both hands together in front of her chest. I don't know what the story is in my ear.
"Hey, what's up?
And the other old man, he's looking down without a word. Questioning the condition, the single old man spoke up.
"... Yabe"
What returned was a faint grunt. When you asked me, I found out something.
Instead of the solidified old man, the single old man begins to explain to everyone.
"It seems like the blessing has worked, but he says he's far stronger and more surprised than expected. It wasn't like this when I ate it before, you know."
Squeeze your shoulders with a shuddering face and close your mouth. By the way, the only thing I've spoken of in this is a married old man looking down.
She repeatedly pulled the lid and opened her mouth when she noticed something.
"Um, it says' hitting 'here."
I guess I didn't even know who I bought it from. Lightning receives the lid and reads more.
When I handed it to her, she came over her hands, but this is the usual thing.
"... sounds like some of the lowest blessings include some of the best"
Lightning trying to apologize and stopping it single old man and braided tits super big tits.
"It's okay, I have a wife at home or something. You just have to go home and comfort your proud wife."
"It's not Mr. Lightning's fault, it's bad to be mean. On the other hand, you pulled a hit, so you might be happy."
Married old man just closes his eyes without saying anything.
"Anyway, let's get you home. It looks very spicy."
I guess you still feel responsible, Lightning gets up. In the end, everyone decided to take a golem carriage to their home.
Here the perspective moves to an old man who is a former adventurer and married.
After everyone had returned to Knights headquarters, this old man had been struck by despair at home.
(Are you going to the store?)
Sione, one of the three houses of the Wang capital. His wife registers at the store as a parent and child bowl attendant.
There was a note on the living room table about work.
"We're going in two commas in a row, so we're going home late."
By now, my daughter and I should be dealing with customers. The matter itself is proud.
(That's my wife and daughter)
In a super-class whorehouse, there are nominations from customers. It is a proud family that envies its surroundings.
The cause of despair is timing. Because I can't comfort myself, my wife, with a situation that is crossing its limits.
(No, I can't move)
My desires are too high and my body's freedom is not good. Trying to go to a whorehouse, you won't get there.
I just crawled out onto the road to call the Golem carriage, and I'm the one who's going to be attacked by a woman nearby.
(Then you'll be a criminal)
Whorehouse, go-go bar, aided coffee shop, stand by it. It's all a legal world, but without agreement it's a crime.
I can't imitate that for my family or myself.
(Please, come back soon)
I tried to comfort myself, but I stopped immediately. That's the god who conducts spring trading, he curses not to be able to handle it in the self, and he's hung with blessings, not blessings.
He nodded in the corner of the room and was an old man whining about the bumps and his wife's name.
Then about two hours later. A glamorous beauty hung her hand on the door of the house.
Hairstyle is medium long straight. By the time I was old, I would have been slightly off the young lady.
(Limits already. The customer is a little too strong today)
At first, the youth, followed by the middle-aged, continued to be blamed for plenty of time.
They both liked their mothers better, and the main dish is always themselves. More than twice as long as my daughter, I think she kept accepting.
I only came back because I am a staff member specializing in bowls for parents and children. My daughter should be sitting on the sideline for a few more hours.
(Oh, looks like you haven't left yet)
It's dark in the house. He was assaulted by a tyrant when he tried to play his right-hand finger to light the light.
"Ahhhh!
Screaming, he is pushed down to the floor. At the next moment, she learns about the break-in of the thief with her body.
(What, but this?)
This shape that I'm used to, definitely belongs to my loving husband.
"Hey, what's going on? Stop! Please! Ugh!"
I can unilaterally blame my completely warm body, in the dark. She couldn't control herself and immediately trembled heavily.
"Limits already! Please, stop! Give me a break!
I stick my hands out trying to hold my husband's body in place, which I relentlessly keep poking at. But it's as if it doesn't work.
The housewife's girlfriend couldn't fathom a man wearing martial arts as a pilot.
As a result, the husband scored three goals once.
"What happened? Let me know why."
After a round, he also asks out of breath.
The answer to my husband was something I wouldn't expect.
"What? The souvenir of the Sacred Capital, did you tap that superior?
In the dark, there are signs of snorts. Then blur and a familiar voice whispers in your ear.
"... it doesn't fit at all, it's also the limit that you don't move. I'm sorry I'm tired, but forgive me."
At the same time as I finish saying it, my husband moves out without waiting for a reply. He tries to escape, but he can't resist overwhelming muscle strength.
A few minutes later, she was unable to think things through.
And from there, another two hours. My daughter came home after work.
"Huh?"
That's the first voice.
My mother is supposed to be home first, but the lights aren't on at home. But in the dark, I hear my parents' voices and breath.
(What do you mean?
A daughter of good age when it comes to magic girls. Though confusing, I'm not surprised.
Because the whispers of my parents heard from the bedroom are familiar to my ears.
That is proof that couples are well-rounded. As long as the day goes by that is deafening, on the contrary, it is enough to worry.
(I don't know why you're here, don't turn that on or the lights)
Play the middle finger on your right hand and turn on the lighting. My parents were on the doorstep, severely intertwined.
Neither eye is in focus. He doesn't even seem to realize that he's come back and that he's brightened up on the contrary.
(This is..., yeah, I can't)
Pass to the wall telling to stay out of the way and head to your room. Fortunately, the meal was done outside.
After getting dressed, I head to the bathroom. Even when I got out of the bath, my parents' contact continued without stopping.
"Good night."
Face out of the room before bedtime and speak to your parents who continue to earn money.
I dived into bed, turned off the lights and fell asleep. Wake up once and go wash your hands.
(Still, I'm doing it)
To my surprise, my parents were still working hard at the front door.
My mother is already in a state that is shaken but remains. I guess my father has the lead.
(Father, that's right ah)
My esteemed father, who served in the Knights of the Kingdom. Its health seems to be bottomless.
"Don't push me too hard."
Speak only one word when you return to your room.
And the next morning, just the two of them had finished making sure of their love.
My parents don't move folded up near the front door. Filling the entire living room is the fragrance of dark love.
"I'll catch a cold."
Blanket brought out of my parents' bedroom. Hang it from the top and glance at your face.
The two had a serene look and were resting.
"We're going out early today."
Relieved, she speaks softly to keep her awake. I'm going to pick up breakfast outside and then go to school.
Nearly noon, now she's at work at the store.
(I'd like to take the pilots' school exam, too.)
Next time, I'm going to talk to my father.
Because it's dangerous, my parents disagree, but I want to try my potential.
That's how he magically locked himself in the back of his hand and left the house.