I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

"Let's introduce ourselves first. My name is tough. Nice to meet you."

"... my name is Fran Elusia"

After entering the room, orange noise and the girl from the middle president - Fran each started by introducing herself.

Sometimes the dorm room was with us, and for now, we need to discuss what to do with the status quo. Fortunately, they have both received their uniforms. It's not like there's anything I can do after today, so I have plenty of time.

As for the orange noise, I was wondering if I could rendezvous with Leila and the others after this, but I can't help it if this happens. Plus, before the admissions ceremony started, I told them that I was making love to each other in the dorm room, and that I was as close as possible to the people in the same room, so there wouldn't be a big problem. The corpse sound and Lulu, the beast man, linger worried in a different way, but it's not good to be too overprotective either.

Besides, if you're a classmate, your partner is still a woman, and you're even more middle- and younger, so it's probably a little too much for an older orange noise to throw out this problem. Orange sounds also have the majesty of being older, or the letter P of Pride.

"So, Fran, we have to solve a serious problem first, right?

"Yeah, I understand that."

Orange noise and Fran see the layout of the room. There were two study desks, and two beds, which were dropped at the window and placed to pinch the window installed in the center of the wall, and the wall opposite it was a closet. If you open it, there is a partition and it is divided for two people to use. On the desk are high and middle school materials, respectively, as well as large empty bookshelves.

It's a room too big for two people, and I wouldn't feel cramped if there were about two more.

Confirming that, Orange Sound and Fran looked at each other again.

"- Which one uses which bed?

"Stupid, I'll use the window side. It's a decision."

"I don't have a choice."

Both of them were just a little off in their way of turning their awareness of the problem.

I would never be in the same room as a girl and a boy, but for some reason I was in the same room with Orange Sound and Fran. If you're a normal man or woman, you're dissatisfied with the development, and it's something you appeal to the clerical and school sides, but these two don't seem to have that in mind at all.

Which bed to use, and that seemed to be the most serious issue for them. As for the orange noise, which has a normal sense of chastity, I realize that Fran's reaction is not normal. Well, I'm not going to attack her as an orange noise, and I'm not going to paint her greed as much as I want to hang a freshly junior high girl on my teeth.

But I can predict from her reaction that no decent chastity exists in her. You were raised as an extra boxed daughter, you didn't see orange noise as a man in the first place, and you didn't see yourself as a woman again - either way, she doesn't seem to have any resistance to being like a man.

"Hey Fran, even now, can you stay in the room with me?

So for once, I also thought about the possibility that you might not have noticed.

Then she tilted her neck after a decent look at the orange noise question. shaking her wavy bi-silver hair, she says.

"Are you worried about having figurines in your room?

"Yeah, I got it. So you're licking about me?

"I'm not licking you, you filthy thing"

"It's the Aya of Words."

"Yeah, I know."

In conclusion, she did not see orange noise as human in the first place. Something with brilliant eyebrows, elegant standing, and pretty little outfits. It would surely be the birth of a nobleman. I mean, she also has values that she looked down very much on civilians, just like the nobles around her. So I can have this attitude toward orange noise, and I guess I'll penetrate a dignified attitude without worrying about my age.

Orange Sound understood it and changed her perception of her from a well-behaved talented girl to a fucking busy aristocratic daughter. Besides, it's even more hateful to return it sarcastically. I am curious whether this is natural or whether it is returned normally.

"... Leila still looks more like a freshman rep for this"

"Leila? Is that about that senior Leila Vermillion?

"Hey, why are you seniors now?"

At that moment when the orange noise sighed compared to Fran and Leila, Fran came to his whining with a deaf ear. Besides, it's something I've been saying to Leila 'Senior'. When and where did that demonic daughter come to gain the respect of this nobleman?

Orange noise was the same civilian figure. Unlike herself, Layla complains about being treated like a senior. Fran's coming to see orange noises with some sparkling eyes added to his frustration.

"Stupid. I've been admiring Senior Layla since my induction ceremony."

"That was earlier!

"That's annoying... the grand standing behavior, the overwhelming hegemony of the strong, and above all the charm of attracting hundreds of human beings in an instant... I can't help but admire you, you fool"

The orange noise is drawn slightly to her, who makes it difficult to describe Layla's beauty or respectable point. Fran, who turns to the front and gives a hot valve to the figurine, would have looked like a big weird human being, what a strange orange noise whining inside the third party perspective.

Fran goes on to say more about Leila. You don't know a little bit about orange noise, you just treat me like a fool, and it's coming from all these understandable fans and verbal savings. It would also be a great fan soul to be able to talk about this much, even though I just stood a while ago at an earlier admissions ceremony.

Orange sounds make BGM the way Fran talks for a long time, sitting in his own bed. I took the book out of the Magic Pouch and read it in half. Orange sounds that I remember the letters can already read the book. Read out the perplexes and books, and bear in mind statements about different worlds. It's been a long time since I've read these books because I've only been studying lately. Because it's not a reference book, or I can read it with a sense of story.

"Hey, tough guy, can I leave this kid alone?

"(I know what Leila's charm is, even if she doesn't say it now...)"

"I see... fuhihihihihi ♪ What's my charm?

"(I know, sweetheart)"

"Fuhihihihihihi ♪ Kitsuga's Eh Chi ♪"

Fran's hot valve was also around the end, and Orange Sound has such a conversation with Noel. Noel waved that hand for being praised, slapping the head of an orange noise all over the blindfold.

However, unlike before, Orange Noise felt no pain at all against the attack, nor was it damaged. Apparently, the strength of the soul was also enhanced by the reduction of resistance values and other forces to the body. Spiritual attacks of ghosts don't seem to work so well either.

I think this was a good find in a way orange noise. I even thought maybe Stella's funeral arm (Brewnak) could be prevented. However, I bitterly laugh that Mary's funeral arm (failnote) would not be prevented.

Well, it's probably best not to fight, but I've never been over defensive.

"... so what's wrong with that Leila senior?

"Oh, done? Uh, yeah, I'm pretty close to Leila."

"Introduce me."

"... you know, there's more to asking for."

"Introduce Me"

"... it's a respectful word, so it's good."

"Introduce Me"

"Yeah, I'm sorry. Don't go down to earth. I feel like I'm doing something really bad."

The glamour of Fran, who returns his palm the moment he finds out that orange noise and leila are intimate patterns, as well as fan souls who don't even hate being grounded if they want to meet Leila, and the tremendous guilt caused by being grounded by a younger girl struck the orange noise.

In the meantime, let me raise my head and I exchanged my word that I would introduce Leila if I had the chance. And when I introduced her, I wondered if her ideal image of Leila would be smashed, an orange sound that made me a little nervous. Fran, who broke his face with joy inside with an exchange of promises, wraps up another crisp and crisp air after a while.

With her mouth shut, she tied the textbooks and other books to the bookshelf. And when I thought I had removed a large amount of clothes from the huge bag I had left beside my desk, I went to the closet. The amount of clothing was not enough for my space at the earliest, and I went to the orange noise space without obtaining permission. I dropped my shoulder just a little bit to the fact that it's not an orange noise pointing that out, but really only a figurine degree perception of the orange noise.

Well, it's no big deal from the orange noise that once hit me in the place where I was treated like a figurine by a beautiful girl who is riddled but leaves me young. Besides, orange noise doesn't have any personal clothes besides school runs and t-shirts. Strong enough, about the uniform I got this time.

"Oh... speaking of which, you said something tough."

"Yeah, that's right."

"The adventurer also recently came into the S-ranks called" Tough "."

"Yeah, it's tough."

"... You're lying, it's too much to make yourself look big. If you're joking, we'll have something smaller."

Can't you believe it, the orange noise shrugged my shoulder, blurring. And speaking of which, I'm late for a thought wondering what's going on with Leila and the others.

Then, surprisingly, Fran changed his clothes without worrying about the orange noise's eyes, so the orange noise distracted him from leaving the room.

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"Hehe...! Oh, Leila, you're my sister. Well...! Raised love with me… ♡"

"It stinks like a pain in the ass, this girl..."

Meanwhile by then the rumor was that Leila had been attacked by a partner in her room who had walked into her room and met her. The minute she walked into the room, she confirmed Leila's appearance, and she changed the color of her eyes and hit Leila. And over and over again, the word Leila, let's cut the word "sister" and "love."

I don't know why, but she fell in love with Layla at first sight, and she started to go super-d straight ball to make that love come true.

In other words, let's make a fait accompli.

"Do you want to tear me down? You can take it from me, but if you can, Leila, would you like to have a full monopoly on your sister's disturbing appearance, just imagining your sister Leila disturbing her slut with the pleasure I give her. I can't wait to... eh, eh, eh... ♡ I want to make all of that beautiful white, shiny hair... red, demonic, shiny eyes like gems... its white skin, its vibrant smile, voice, smell, gaze... I want it all to be mine...! Oh, oh, Leila, sister. Well... this body of mine is your thing from corner to corner...! I will pour this overflowing love on you only if you want... I will do it for you, I wish you happiness, I will give you all of me just for you... so... ahhh... let me touch all of your skin, let me mouth it on its neck, let me hear more of its voice, let me comb its hair, let me plug its lips with my lips, look at me only with those eyes, touch me only with those hands, from your fingertips to every single piece of hair... it's just mine... uhhhhhhhhhhhhh... soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! I can't even get to my brain... ♡ nha... ♡"

"Wow... that's so disgusting..."

It was something I could say because I don't remember myself at all until a while ago, Leila.

Apparently, Layla's counterpart is a lesbian at Girls Love with a lily. No, if that's all, it's still good. Those sexualities and hobbies are individual people, and if there is approval between Ningro himself, it is a good form of love to be affirmed.

But this girl seems to have a pretty strong appetite for exclusivity. She was a hell of a carnivorous lily girl. In a way, it looks a little like the old Leila. Though pure lust demons, not appetite in this case.

"I don't know what to do... I don't know if I'll come to you... but I was told I was being nice... and it definitely stinks of trouble to deal with this kid..."

"Sister well... this, this... is this also a form of love...... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Leila restrained this girl in disgust for now and threw her into bed, but the girl is letting her body jump as she is in that state. His breath was rough, he had a red, nasty look on his face, and he stared at Layla with a hot gaze.

As a matter of fact, I have no idea what she's saying to Leila. I've been taught how to make a child, Leila, but I don't remember it right now. I mean, Layla doesn't have any knowledge of the form of love this carnivorous girl is talking about - that is, intercourse. I have no idea what you're saying.

So Leila had this feeling about her that it smelled absolutely annoying when she got involved, but she didn't pull it off in particular. I don't know how I'm going to kill time, it's just a degree of recognition.

"... ha, I think I'll eat this kid..."

"Eat!? Aheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh? Come on, come on, come on, come on! Please eat me soon... I can take it when this is over...! Ha ha...!

"... yeah ♪ It stinks, and I come to you tight ♪"

"Oh where are you going?!? Tight Who are you!? Man!? Are you a man!! Wait, please! No! No! No! What a man!! I can't believe I'm going under a inferior being to such a dirty goblin!! Ahhh! No!! Leila, your sister. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Shut the door and Layla leaves the room. She was frantically trying to hold Leila back, and to be honest, Leila was also scared inside. That desperate shape and the force that was seriously going to pull off the restraint of temper made me feel an indescribable threat.

Leila doesn't know what it is, but she never realized it was a chastity crisis.

"... I'll come to you soon. ♪ I don't know where. ♡"

Layla walked down the hallway in the gaze of the surrounding freshmen.