The city of the north, the hall of lords.
The desk in the office was surrounded by a thick mature woman with makeup wearing a mini tight skirt and a skinny old man, along with a muscular, gray-haired, short-haired big man.
They are, respectively, the lord, the mature Viscount, the Knights of the Imperial Knights, and Uncle Rosehip.
"I see you received it on your way home from my place to Uncle Rosehip."
It was the mature Viscount who opened her lips painted crimson.
What everyone stares at is a piece of paper placed in the center of the table. There was only one word in it, it said 'Spirit Cannon'.
Griffon, Uncle Rosehip's pet, was entrusted by someone to carry him.
"I know what you mean, but I can't read your intentions. If only I knew who they were."
Shake your head small to the left and right, exhaling old samurai.
Spirit cannon is the final weapon of the Elves. I know about it, but I don't know what motivated me to come all the way here to let you know.
'Don't hunt him down too much. The Elves may use the Spirit Cannon.'
If that means anything, it is even more so now.
Because the elf snorers who remain deeply rooted in the empire have repeatedly insisted since the suspension of the trade.
"If you're warned, you can't pull it from here."
The words of the old samurai are a common perception of the three of us here.
Once this one breaks, the Elves will bring out the Spirit Cannon every time something happens.
"If you say so, everyone concedes"
We should not have let that happen.
"I'm sorry. If this guy was a little smarter, I'd know who he got it from."
While apologizing with a reluctant look, Uncle Rosehip makes a small, nodding white bird in his groin.
Griffon touched with boneless, meaty hands, narrowing his eyes. I dropped my eyes to it and the big man with short gray hair continued.
"But as far as I'm concerned, I don't think we should ignore it. He may be a fool, but he sees a lot of people."
If you don't think it's worth dealing with, you don't carry it. Uncle Rosehip added on purpose, probably because one person was in his head.
That was protected earlier, a fine old man. He stood in the middle of the square where men were going, shouting as far as his voice was concerned.
"This city will be burned down! by the rain of flames and sulphur pouring from heaven."
When his eyes met, he approached him and opened his arms in front of him and looked up to heaven. And you shake your long hair and you fly bubbles out of your mouth.
"Open the gates with the Spirit Forest! Repent! There's not much time left."
The guards are out because a complaint has arrived from the residents. Now I'm under the care of a therapist.
"Who is it?"
To the question of the mature Viscount, it is silence to return.
The clothes I'm wearing are expensive, so I think they're wealthy. But I don't remember anything, and I don't have anything to identify me with.
"In that reaction, it doesn't seem to be the sender."
Uncle Rosehip nods loudly to the opinion of the old samurai.
I took Griffon, and suddenly he came at me with a strange sound.
The reason I'm under a therapist is because I ate Uncle Rosehip's fist at the counter.
"More likely than ever to use a spiritual cannon. I'll let His Majesty know."
The old samurai who inherits the word, and the two who snort.
If I were to shoot, I'd shake it for hundreds of years. Are you after the northern city and the knights stationed around it, or the imperial capital?
If we were ourselves, we'd be targeting the base.
"It's quite a distance. Will it arrive?
Schoolgirl Viscount tilting her neck and questioning her.
In the Spirit Forest War, the nearest Allied Knights of the People was the goal. That's why I don't know the range.
"Later, you'll be stepping up surveillance of the Spirit Forest."
The mature woman who inherited the word unconsciously handed her wavy hair. Griffon moaned just a little over the strong perfume scent that was sprinkled.
"And I will prepare the residents for evacuation in case this city is targeted."
With the decision to respond, the agenda moves on.
By the way, the reason the fat high elf preached in the square was because he had a slight but memorable memory.
It would be due to the high magic resistance of the high elves. But it's only a fragment.
"A terrible calamity befalls this city"
That's about it.
Though I don't know why, I feel burning myself. That's what drove him into action.
Change of place, this is Jaanne from Wang Capital.
I snuck a variety of brushes, big and small, into my bag and drank tea in the lobby. The teacher is awaiting an appointment.
(Again, if you want to talk to me, I'm Teaching Light Inspector)
I scoured your wife's body with a brush the other day to solve the problem of a certain big merchant's trail son.
It went well with just the results, but only with the help of the guild leader. They reminded me of my lack of strength.
"Try brush play and go further up"
That's what today is all about.
If the two of us close to strength join forces, our moves will be honed. Teaching light patrol teacher, a seeker, will be delighted with the opportunity to grow.
"We must be the only ones standing in this realm, even in the capital."
It is recalled that after the other day's command input play, he spoke with constant pleasure in his breath.
Teaching you not to stop moving on, Professor Light Patrol. With her, she might be able to craft a technique that goes beyond the "Yongzi Yagami".
(Oh?)
As I was training my image of brushing with my fingers, a single guest appeared at the edge of my sight. He lays one hand on the lobby wall and walks forward to mellow.
Age is about between boy and youth. The fact that I hold my groin with one hand probably makes it quite accumulative.
(Concierge, sideline, delighted)
Smile happily at the counter, Master Concierge. A bunch of Dynamite Buddy beauties lining the opposite wall also have a favorable eye.
"Looking forward to this restaurant meal, I came hungry to the limit"
It would be the biggest compliment to the store. It's not words, it's bodies that describe them.
(It's not just the store. And the people around us.)
Patience endured, youth overflowing with it. The gentlemen send a subtle look of admiration and envy.
I thought the culture of this world was wonderful again.
(That?)
But I notice even more there. He looked familiar to a man who was more than a boy and less than a young man.
A team of adventurers who often work together. Youngest there, just one magician for sure.
(Right. It's Team's 'Reward Yourself' Day, isn't it?)
A leader, a sinister old man said.
I put my hand on my chin and think about me.
(But Jaanne.)
Sure, that team's rating is E-rank. You can call it median.
Jayanne, on the other hand, is the finest shop known as the Wang Du Gosan family. Sorry to gaze from above, but it doesn't hang with their income.
Even for the occasional reward, the burden would be enormous.
(Next time we work together, we'll take care to get good drops)
A drop item is a useful area that is collected from a defeated Warcraft. Somewhat of the wound, and I hear the values are very different.
(If I carry out precision sniping, the damage will be minimal)
It was me who tried to target the non-existent wand Rifle and imitated shooting.
Here the point of view moves to Vince, an adventurer who walks beneath Tauro's gaze.
(clothes served)
What comes to mind is the faces of his three fellow old men.
Because the temperature was getting higher even though I was busy, we talked about "Let's go eat even the finest things".
"Eat meat wandering, then a whorehouse"
This team of adventurers promises a 'Reward Yourself' course. The difference is that it was meticulously crafted.
Warm vegetables that were on thick steak matches. They probably mixed poisonous mushrooms over there.
I'm sure it's a good idea.
Reminds me of a bitter leader and conversation with the old men.
"After I hung it up, it was just a cluttered treatment that I dried every day, so I was wondering"
In the words of the leader, a drunken, skinny old man puts his arms together.
"So this effect makes it difficult to know if the original quality is good."
Anything I know, they took the dried poison mushrooms cheap.
The name of the poisonous mushroom is White Lady. It is highly poisonous, but it is a powerful potent ingredient.
When I didn't need it, it was a mistake to listen.
"That meal was our treat! It doesn't matter what your three families are. Come and fill me with holes in your streak."
I just left the dining room, meaning a warrior old man slapped me in the back. I know that now.
The moment I entered Jayanne's lobby and inhaled the scent of a woman, I was in this condition.
"I've been waiting for you. Let's go."
When you reach the counter, you come in the footsteps that Mr. Mini Twin, who had booked from the back, plays.
The hair is twin tailed, luxurious and small in shape. Not big breasts or buttocks if you want to add.
But on the bed is the perfect woman for me to change weapons from wand to knife.
"Nice to meet you, though I might annoy you"
To my words, 'I'm just happy,' said Minitwin, smiling back at me.
Desperately wanting to hug him on the spot, he walked up the stairs with a shoulder to lend him.
"What?"
This is what Mr. Minitwin said, just after the apprentice child who delivered the drink left.
I couldn't stand the way she locked me in the door, and I attacked her.
"Hey, wait a minute"
Keep your clothes intact, no shower. Ignore the panicking Mr. Minitwin, try to push him against the door and break in while standing.
So I was surprised that Mr. Minitwin was already ready.
Nor is that the leftover fire of the previous comma, etc. It is as serious as it is after all the steps taken.
I was just wondering why. Now was not the time.
"I'm sorry."
Rocket start for manners violation. I apologize, but I can't stop myself.
Keep your hands on the door so you can't escape, and I won't allow you to collapse by sticking it up from the bottom.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I repeat myself a few times. I was too patient, and I spit out the contents.
(... no. It doesn't heal at all)
That's right, the white lady (White Lady) said to be 'the same amount of gold coins stacked at the same height' - an incredible effect.
Leader said he got it cheap from someone he knew, but even then there would be a lower limit.
To a well-meaning mischief, two things spring up at the same time: gratitude and complaints. It was driven by a swollen desire.
Shake your head to the side to change your mind and resume the rhythm violently.
"Huh? Huh?
Mr. Minitwin raising his confused voice. Once here, I guess I thought it was gonna be a rearrangement.
"I'm so sorry."
Apologizing again, I compress my body even more to Mr. Minitwin. He began to make the hinge of the door, "Tiny Connection," violently snap.
(... ugh)
How many times I would have let it out since then. Mr. Minitwin, sandwiched between the doors, continues to cramp into small pieces.
It became muscularly painful as I stood, so I held it from behind, and when I changed it from there to a princess hug, I carried it to bed.
(Light)
Sleeping on her back, she opened her eyes and mouth wide, repeatedly breathing shallow as she drowned.
"Shh!
The focus returned to my eyes, staring away somewhere, and Mr. Minitwin took a breath as he thrust my chest with both hands.
Because that's all I was supposed to get out of there, and I broke in from the front again.
"I can't, I can't do this any more"
It's not a scream. It's so whispering close to whispering.
I repeat the word 'sorry' in my ear, once again making my body bounce continuously.
It's easier than earlier because I use bed springs.
(Feels good on back)
My back, Mr. Minitwin's little fist slaps me again and again. But it doesn't hurt at all.
Next, I put my finger up, but I don't put my nails up or scratch, so it seems comfortable to be pushed on my bump.
This is how I kept putting out the most massive and many times in my life.
"I'm so sorry!
When I had a little time left, I finally settled down and rubbed my head against the mat on the bed.
On the front, it collapses as if it was rampant, and a stale mini twin is entering.
It crossed her small capacity and overflowed. In terms of actual quantity and number of times, it would be like gang rape on your own.
"... surprised, but I can't help it. Looks like that's all I've been accumulating."
Forgive me unexpectedly and lightly, and breathe relief from my heart. The only reason they refused the nomination was because they absolutely didn't like it.
From there, I tell her that white ladies (white ladies) were mixed up in a meal around excuses.
"Don't let a young man like you use that."
Mr. Mini Twin with a frightened look. They say the energizers formulated by the pharmacists are enough to be said to make 'even sleeping grandfathers stand up'.
For a troubled young man, he says, it can only be poison.
"Does it work for women, too?
When asked for interest, it seems it only works for men.
"Anyway, I don't mind a lot of times, but just let me get ready"
Just get your forehead poked a few times with your fingers, and the punishment is over.
I'm perfectly relieved, I recall with the word 'preparation'.
So I asked. Why was it a sudden play but well prepared for Mr. Minitwin?
"... there are days like that for girls"
He didn't tell me any more.
After finishing my personal duties, I left the store for a ride to the lobby. Winds blow through the boulevards of the pleasure streets during the early summer nights.
I scratch my messy hair with my hands and look up at the starry sky as I narrow my eyes to the wind.
(Starting tomorrow, it's just water.)
The money I had, I chipped everything with the intention of apologizing. And rightly so, I don't even have a minute to eat tonight.
Still, I have some room in my mind because I'm trying to get the leaders to work with me. I shouldn't be the only one responsible.
(That?)
A hugely stretched clap makes a noise of chatter in the shoulder bag.
A peek into the doubt contained an unfamiliar pink envelope.
(Wonder what)
When you take it out, which weighs strangely, the letters written on the table float in the lights of the pleasure district.
"Come back."
Me leaning the envelope over my palm, taking a breath. It was a few gold coins that came out of it.
Close to the full price of the chip I just gave you.
(... only received silver and copper coins)
At this moment, my mind became completely captivated by Mr. Minitwin.
Jaanne after Vince left.
Its employee modem had a small, luxurious woman with twin tails and a large woman with twin tail breasts as well.
It is a mini twin who served as Vince's counterpart and a twint that is very popular with sensitive brothers.
"What's going on? It's okay."
Twinthe asks the mini twine, who is holding her hips down with a forward bend and staring at her face.
The answer to my return was that the number of customers was great now.
"That didn't happen to me then. You must be really nice."
Create a slightly remorseful look and shake your big breasts.
She's Vince's former rep. It was because of his experience that he lifted his arms that he exceeded the permissible sensitivity of Twinthe.
"I have a reason. They mixed mushrooms with meals. White Lady, too."
A small woman who mouths with sighs. When I heard that, breast augmentation frowned.
It's only expensive, and the treated white lady (white lady) is harmless only with medication. But I just don't like it because I've had bad quality ecstasy.
Exhaling loudly, he regained his mind and opened his mouth.
"But you were just fine. It was that day, wasn't it?
A few days a month, a day when lust jumps many times.
It is a magical and forceful side effect of the creature's logic, Proverbs.
"Sort of. But I just wanted it, and it's hard to be sensitive."
Petari and jaw on the table, the little woman returns with a tired look.
"I wonder if I can fix it. I'm sitting on a chick stand in that condition, and it's pretty tight."
To the words that followed, Twinthe opens his big breasts to the side shaking mouth.
"But not yet. Some people get out in weird directions."
Most take the form of increased libido. But some women were different.
The way you show up varies from wanting to smell the smell to wanting to see you naked. Those who have difficulty filling it are truly sorry.
"Oh, what are you talking about?"
What came in was a woman with long straight hair, with a glamorous body in a laid back atmosphere. The sideline girlfriend also came to take a break after work.
When I find out it's the topic of 'That Day', I leak a deep sigh.
"In my case, I get thirsty asexually. But the only thing that can heal is a man."
Many customers prefer the lower mouth, so they can hardly moisturize it.
"Oh, my God."
Two people rocking twin tails up and down with a pitiful look on their faces.
Flowers often blossomed on topics that only women could not be allowed to hear.