Instant Messiah

I graciously left Mr. Aroma's office, but I blurt with my head on.

"I wonder if I'm being too harsh."

But you can't help it, can you? Mr. Aroma won't forgive me.

I had a fever.

It's this one who won't forgive me.

I won't forgive you.

I will never forgive you.

It seems to be "like a human being".

Make my life a mess for the Demons. Come on.

I didn't know it was convenient for Mr. Aroma.

Remember that shit.

Because I love you so much, I'm gonna pepper you till you're a drooling guccio.

Awesome fun.

Mr. Aroma is beautiful, and he looked at me with a little fool's eye, because I don't like him anymore.

... Ah, but my daughter, my daughter ah. I want it.

I would definitely like it if I were a well-made daughter like Mr. Aroma.

He's cute.

I've been wondering, you know, face painted with guilt, those eyes looking at Chris.

Is it meant to be redemption, or a mutation of self-love?

Well, either way.

The thing she's been hoarding in the back of her mind, that's not just hers anymore.

It's my thing.

The most occupied thing in your life is already mine.

You can talk to me about anything, Mr. Aroma.

Because I can't even tell Chris, right? Ugh, heh, heh, heh.

... because I'm your father.

You can't run away from me anymore, can you?

A father who doesn't think of his daughter isn't in your world anymore, is he?

On the other shore, on this shore.

I'll take care of you instead, okay?

You don't have to cry anymore, okay? Uhihihi, Kuhihihihi.

- Don't run ahead, Nine. You have the order. You must have said it yourself.

But I want it soon, Master Tia. That kid, I want it super bad.

It's cute.

You know, sweetened by the habit of being usually crisp and docile. Come on, such a pretty girl tells me you're going to be my daughter.

I can't stand it anymore!

You and your predecessors the Demon King are fools, too. Hey, such a cute girl, I can't believe you threw it away.

I would never. [M]

- No, you can't. Patience...

No more, Master Tia's mean.

Master Tia's idiot, I don't know anymore!

... Yep, that's okay, right, there's an order.

Next time, Mr. Gallon decided, right?

But hey.

Is that okay at the moment, you know, it's me.

It's heavy, isn't it? Mr. Gallon, love is heavy.

It's a nice thing, but look. I'm scared.

How awesome would it be if we had a contract?

Fu, hihihi, fun, fun.

- Hey, could it be dangerous? We need to take a good look at this.

? What are you talking about?

-... talk about this one. Never mind...

- That's how I spit on my cute little Aroma the next day.

Another call from my beloved Demon King.

Mr. Puria, who came to tell me, was feeling sleepless or yawning all the time, but that was also adorable again.

Wow, what a big mouth to open without even hiding it, so should I hobble it off or take a closer peek inside her mucous membrane, which I don't normally see?

It's not my job to be my daughter, Aroma, and I mean, it's up to the latter to choose.

It's horny. I guess there's still a lot of porn rolling around in the world.

My spit is twitching between my teeth. I want to stick my finger in it. Hold your tongue down and tear-eyed Mr. Puria will be cute on top of this.

Even with that on, I think this guy from No Pan can be a little more embarrassed, but what he doesn't decorate is her charm, and I'd say wild to point it out, or wasted.

Well, no matter how much you get, the feelings I love don't shake, do they?

…… What are you staring at?

"No, the world is bigger."

I don't know who you are.

It's okay, because I'm only thinking vulgar things more than you think.

"No, you were okay yesterday? I think I've been calling Aroma and eating."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks to Mr. Puria."

"... us, did you do something?

"Oh, it's good if you don't remember, nothing. I just want to thank you."

"Yeah...... well yeah"

Habu.

It's still hard to grasp the range of memory adjustments.

Mr. Puria, I think I completely forgot about yesterday.

Well, if you remember stroking your butt, I'm sure you're sorry for one or two kicks.

"Look, the Demon King is in this room right now. I think I explained it to you first, but it's a salon room."

"Yes, thank you for showing us."

I miss it, but it hasn't been six months, and I feel like it's been a while.

When she showed me around the castle, she wouldn't have seen such a relationship.

I've been eye-catching since the beginning. This girl, she's cute.

When you first came to Agusta, you looked like you only thought of me as bait, too, speaking of which.

Or they spit on me. Twice.

Don't be a little angry when I think of it.

Retribution and what?

Petin petin in the meantime is not enough yet.

I mean, let's have it work great for the reputation of this payback in the future as an excuse to play with her.

Anyway, if I can play with Mr. Puria, I can do anything.

Though, lately, Mr. Puria, when it's a good time for love, it's super cute, but there are times when I get weirdly scared. Keeping the relationship clear here is not a bad choice.

I'm up, you're down!

Even if I'm the fragile creature that dies with a swing of your hook and nail!

"Mr. Puria."

"Huh, um, lah......!?"

I tried to stick my index finger in her mouth into the gap where I yawned.

I love myself that I can immediately move my earlier delusions into action.

If I did this when I first met her, she'd be 'crisp' and it would be game over, but what if it was her now?

I guess not. They could kill me. Nfuhihihi.

"... and so forth"

"A man is a creature who wants to get in if he has a hole in front of him. Didn't you know?

"... hey hey hey hey hey hey?

"There's no excuse. I did it because it was Mr. Puria."

I'm intrigued by Mr. Puria's hole. Shinobi.

"Ahhh..."

With that said, she blurred her mouth and licked her nail tip with its soft, warm tongue.

Her body temperature felt terribly hot, either because it was inside her body, so to speak, a mucosa.

Right side of finger, fingerprints, first joint, between nails, nails, twirls, around, and reverse rotation again.

My fingers were hanging tight when I was pulled out making noises. [M]

Speaking of me, I never thought I'd be eager to lick you around like a service, or a service, but I just stood there like an idiot, as she said.

"Hmm, I told you, we'll do yours. If that's about it... how about our tongue. Feeling good?"

"... ha-hi"

"Yeah, that's good."

That said, she narrowed her eyes glossy and looked at this one.

He also stared at me with that raptor's eye.

"If I let you do it, see. What are you gonna do with those fingers?

"Huh."

"How do you treat the fingers we licked for you?

"Yeah."

"... I don't know what to say, but if you do something bad... here's the education."

Without hesitation, I put my fingers on Mr. Puria's saliva, chupa-chupa like a baby.

Chupachupachupachupachups like an abalone.

Would you mind if I freaked out and looked up at her...... wow, an awfully satisfying look.

I'm glad you liked it...

"Ugh, yeah, yeah, do it. You used to be our monkey."

hehe, and laughed lightly, she regained the atmosphere as usual,

"I'll show you. See you next time."

And he left lightly. I was super scared.

I knew I was down there. Or you can't beat a woman.

Does that mean I'm the one?

Cut it.

It's not a nuisance, Master Tia.

- I don't mind, Nine. I love you, too.

Lord Tia's kindness smudged me.

Well, Tia's the only one I can be good at.

- I don't like you saying anything unnecessary!

Uh, Dear Tia, seriously, angel.

I know Tia hates angels.

But what is it? It's Mr. Puria's spit.

Kind of sweet.

――――――――――

- Okay, well, Mr. Puria said his beloved sire was calling for you, but now what the hell is it for?

I've already returned all of His Majesty's personal belongings (or the prize of the bet I wound up with) that Mr. Puria had in his possession.

Maybe he wants me to be a chair as usual.

Or is that really what you're looking for, Mickey Pepper Time? Do you say that you have become accustomed to some sort of work that wants to lick that girl's legs, or do you say that it is the opposite of excitement to be treated crudely by your young daughter?

Mr. Aroma said not to do it again - or something like that, but even His Majesty seemed to like it a lot, because sneak pelo time was set up every time she called me (I mean, every time I saw her, I was down by more than ten points. I'm really sorry.) I don't know if calling the salon is the same color as usual.

Fine. Anyway, pestering her is part of the job description.

I don't know what kind of trouble you've brought.

It's no big deal what I can do.

"Here you are, Mountain Monkey. It's too late to wait for the rest of it."

"Chris, I'm not saying it's impotent."

"Yes, Your Majesty. It's not been long enough."

Oh, my goodness, sweet little girl candidate... No, Mr. Aroma could be anywhere else, but the other one, my natural enemy, was lined up with the Demon King.

Eva Karma.

He is an older director of the Central Library. If you stop by Alice's story, she also has another suspicious title, but I don't care about that. Anyway, it's a slightly unimaginable level of aging.

No, I can see it's the same age as Mr. Gallon or a little below, so maybe if you wear a piece, not a white coat, you'll be a healthy girl, but my eyes won't be deluded.

It is a long prospect with these eyes to say that she is only known as Lolibaba.

In ten or twenty years, those luscious streams should be invisible.

Elves say they live long, and if they suck, they don't live on a century-by-century basis.

"Have you considered being rude to yourself now, Mr. Nine?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Hahaha"

Oh, wow.

I'm not going to say that I'm very old directly, but I don't know if I can even think about it. I guess not.

What do you think, I put my natural short bob hair up and glanced at this one even more.

I think I'm going to pee.

But she would be more of a demon than she is here, so to speak, an elf.

It's something I should love.

I won't discriminate against you, he said he'd love you properly.

But I also need to prepare my mind a little.

... She, I'm serious about trying to treat people as samples, but it's over, so for now, as a good thing, I get nervous inside about facing each other like this, which I've avoided encountering so far.

- Dark elves, rather than the whole elf species story all over again, the expression "human friendly species," is the simplest, but not the most accurate.

It is long-lived and its appearance and appearance (from the seed of saying human, albeit) is a similar species of human with many aesthetic shapes and long ears, but there is a decisive difference in terms of said interaction and culture with human beings from beasts who are despised as subhumans.

Whereas beasts are treated in a discriminatory manner except in some parts of Ista, elf species rather garner respect… or perhaps even a kind of religious worship.

It was stated in the Sacred Scriptures of Salia that there were long-heared old men among the wise men who led the preacher Salia, so many fundamentalists (rather than human supremacists) are known worldwide to have a deep-rooted cultural soil that would not exclude them, but since they are a minority, how few people have actually seen them?

And the other thing I may not dare emphasize is that even if there is friendship with humans, it is only a heterogeneous assumption, so it seems that the demonic people have done very little dissuasive activity against attacks on humans, and that they are off target of attacks from the demonic people because of their natural vigilance against strong magic...

Others, if we are to mention a few more features with regard to the ecology of the elves, are particularly known for their natural orientation and the way of life to be described, also known as the "forest people".

Even I know nothing.

It is said that there are many of their settlements deep in the tree-lined forests, regardless of the state, but the settlements present in Reel Mar in particular serve as bridges between pro-human beasts and humans, and it can also be said that their being a certain object of respect for beasts is what keeps these races in a dangerous equilibrium, both good and bad.

And such is their heretic child the dark elf.

Such is the case of those who refuse to live in the woods and fall into despised beings, from elves, from beasts and from humans.

By rejecting the grace from the forest, its skin is stained with filthy brown, its soul traces its way to decadence, and it is treated as a less serene being who says that it can't be helped because it is not very familiar with the Elf's Believing God… or the Spirit, but only waits to be punished after death by some great being anyway. The only vague way to put it is through my own hearsay, so please give me a break.

But you don't get it, do you, brown girl?

Nostalgic and exotic.

Tina, who was an idol in Nile Village (share year XVIII) Something was reputed in the village for being sexy with amazing summer sleeve sunburns.

It's a good memory that when I took a bath peek I accidentally squealed "Beautiful" and they threw a bucket at me.

It was a treat.

gossip.

Anyway, it seems that the dark elves of such a kina-smelling existence basically make it look like hiding places and live sneaky, but why are they in Agusta all the time... and in an up-and-coming and maximum-force cadre-like position?

Only Diabolo can see such a rare presence in grandeur!

… so what is the story of Eva, a rare being and a Diabolo executive?

I'm losing my temper to hear more and more.

It may seem like an unexpected hassle.

Hey.

But when the veto is activated, I'm dead. [M]

That's super. That's the hard part about being employed.

"... okay"

That said, the Demon King snorts one, huh?

I knew words I wasn't too happy with popped out of her mouth that even looked beautiful that could be taken nasty if she was bad.

"You're going to go to Reel Marr. With Eva."

Look, I knew it. It's a hassle. Absolutely.

- And time goes on.

I was currently shuddering at the sight of the apostle. [M]

Unlike Mr. Abyss, he is my type of person who stinks of chimps.

Well, I hate being like Mr. Abyss, too.

Well, whatever.

Hemurumi, no!

"... is Temeer here? The Abyss bastard said it was human modder."

"What is Modki? What is Modki? He's a fine man."

"Russell. Look forward to seeing what kind of guy he is. Oh, you know what I'm sad about, Temee?

"I know, yeah, I know. So miss it!

"... Hang on, I don't give a shit. It's just a miscellaneous fish."

"Dear left, please, just life..."

"Enough, die... Damn, if you know you're such a bastard... damn, I wasted my time"

And the man in front of him, named Rogue, swung up his right arm wrapped around a temperature so high that he could not even look directly at it that it would be beyond the red fever and to a temperature outside of his imagination that even the blue flame had passed...

You can't spare death if you hit it. I swung it (...) down toward this one.