I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World

Though I tried to say.

Drop off the back of a little boy who can't even reach his own belly.

I meditated on what was spoken earlier as I gently waved back at him as he ran over here.

Hi, Hel doesn't know how to handle a little girl.

Summarizing what Alwes had just heard, that boy seemed to be in the middle of being lost, not knowing what that meant, because he had made a special impression on her since when he was the only one who wouldn't let himself.

I guess Hell treated that kid only equally, without treating him special rather than discouraging him.

She's that kind of person, but that's what made me want to hold my head.

"Captain, how was that boy?

When we arrived on the island, two of the crew welcomed Alwes.

Turning Yuri down and putting her on her shoulder because it's not sneaky to give her right back into space with a demon of use, she stroked Alwes' brain temper with a delight or its black, long tail. Feel good if I stroke it back under my chin in return, groaning and throat. How heartbreaking to be playing with Yuri like this rather than thinking about Hell.

The crew member, Weldy, asks me what that kid was.

"Have you been consulted on what to do to beat Nanally Hell? I wonder. I guess."

In summary, that's what happens, so I'm not wrong.

There was nothing more or less.

"Well, is that Nanary Hell?! You curse every captain you want. She."

Werdy was hostile to Hell or looked in the direction of the day after tomorrow with a frightened look on his face. While I understand that's my fault, don't touch it because sticking your neck in it can be another hassle. There are no trials where men broke into each other's troubles and settled safely.

"Dear Alwes!"

As the three of them were moving back to their quarters, a tall voice called Alwes's name.

"There you go again. That princess, the captain gave it to you, mugg!!?

"Shh! Don't say bad things, Weldy"

The woman who ran to Alwes while flipping her dress was Degnea Purser Vestanu, the second princess of the Kingdom of Vestanu.

The beauty of depressed brunette shakes her busty chest and shines her clear watery eyes.

Relax, the three lay their heads down when they saw the princess come gracefully with her hands clamped up the hem of the green dress.

Degnea was studying in the Kingdom of Dolan and was rumored to be close to getting engaged due to the frequent sightings of rapprochement with Alwes.

I don't have the most facts, but rumors can be true.

Alwes stared at Degnea, saying he had to hit the measures before they did.

"Dear Alwes, shall we take a walk to that garden over there? I'm bored after class and I can't help it."

"Really?"

"Hey, your captain, can I borrow it?

You know no one can complain if you ask, Degnea pulls Alwes into the graceful garden where the greens are laid without listening to the crew. It is about royalty or prime minister who has the authority to override what the princess says, albeit in other countries. Alwes could have stopped it, but he thought we had to talk before there were any rumors at this time, so it was just right for the two of us to talk alone.

If you go out to a place with a fountain, it becomes an isolated space, not seen from anyone because it surrounds you with plants.

If it were here, I would have stopped her from walking before Degnea told me what to do.

"Degnea. You know, who are you"

"Dear Alwes, you like it, don't you?

Untie the arms involved, and she'll poke Alwes.

He tried to be passive because the little bird was a light-hearted force to hit him, but Alwes fell ill because of the avalanche on each of Degnea's bodies and laid his back on the plant fence to the ground.

I frowned at the dull pain but immediately asked Degnea if there were any scratches, making her point toward herself in her arms. Fortunately, she didn't seem hurt, but she saw Alwes with a sad face.

"I know who you are, right? Then why don't you think that's him and give him a hug? If you're not tied to that one anyway, you'll at least be replaced. No, then let me."

Grabbing Alwes' arm, Degnea glanced at its wide chest.

If you like it.

She stroked Degnea's cheek on her chest wondering what she liked about me. Feminine thin but fleshy fingers tangle in its hands.

The heat that was on his chest, as I said more, gradually moved up, and a moist, warm breath touched his neck.

I look up into the sky feeling something roaring at the bottom of my belly about this situation, which is not the first time.

The sky had a beautiful water color spread.

I pretend that I know and don't know that there are any easier ways to find it and that I can reach it as soon as I want to.

A loving being, like a distant longing engraved in the soul, is not available.

Whatever happened was necessary for my happiness, but I didn't want to break 'her' and it was too selfish and barbaric to hit her with that passion.

Watching her white skin made me feel strangely troubled. If it wasn't equipped with a hard thing called reason, I'm sure it would have stuck with her some time ago. I won't because I know it's no use doing that. Do not dig back on the thoughts you have thrown away once or twice.

I know this enthusiasm is, after all, something that should not be directed at the innocent.

I'd rather not have more emotions than my chest tightened and I can't breathe. I can't breathe anymore.

Alwes stops Degnaea, who insists on talking obsessively.

"Degnea"

"Why don't you see anything?"

Wetting her eyes with tears, she glared hard at Alwes.

"Every woman sees the same thing. It's the same thing you're not looking at."

Degnea stands up softly.

"I'm sure you'll have to continue to apply the woman you hold to her. Poor Alwes."

The trees closed their eyes to the squeaking noise.

This world is so noisy, I can't help but ask for someone