Instant Messiah

I, honest and decentralized, would like to hear from Mr. Fox the secret to a successful espionage operation, as ordered by the Demon King.

So I went to ask.

but like she's cold.

"Mr. Alice. Mr. Alice."

"What?"

"... it hurts"

"Good for you."

"No to you, not to mention pulling, it hurts. - What?

"You already said it was good. Still need words?... I'm not stupid."

Look, what a terrible kid.

I raised you like that, don't you remember?

"Why are you acting so tight now? If we don't get that close, we're gonna run out of oil."

"... depressing. You told me not to worry about it."

There will be limits to that.

Smooth communication is important, right? It's a lot to live for.

"Eva... why don't you go ask her? I think he'd be happy to tell me that. Because I want to teach you."

"The cake is a cake shop, don't be mean and tell me. And he said we're leaving in a week. When is Mr. Alice leaving?

"That's not what I'm saying. Why are you here?"

"Aren't you one of those people who works the same way!

"You and me? He's one of us?

Smoke inside?

He's a nasty kid. I knew it was the wrong way to raise them.

... No, wait, it's like Mr. Aroma raised him, and then my grandson will be the same, right?

Then it's Mr. Aroma's fault.

Mr. Aroma is bad. Butt pen.

"Don't make me laugh, why are you... disgusting"

... Hey Dear Tia, isn't this kid a little too cold?

I think I'm stuck in a boulder. I think I'm gonna cry. Often. Hehe.

- That kid, I'm looking into (...) I'm in the middle of something. You did exactly what you instructed me to do earlier, and if you put aside a little time, it would be a little softer to hit you -?

Hmm. Mr. Puria didn't do that.

... Dear Tia, did you possibly do something to Kid Fox?

- What?

Yeah. Well, if Master Tia says so, I guess so.

I don't know what else to do, okay? Let's just try to indulge in being cursed for a while.

The wider the strike zone, the better.

This kind of mindset would also be necessary to enjoy life.

"Well, I know you don't like me. In the meantime, you can turn me into a fine spy."

"... you, you lick too much spy work"

Enema work?

Come on, isn't it a little harsh to be maniacal that far?

You're still a minor, aren't you?

Leave that to me as an adult.

"Anyway, I won't be wearing anything for a week or so. I'll just give you the items to look into and the minimum precautions to put away, so do something for yourself."

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Pooh, yeah.

It's not good. For such a bad boy......

For such a bad boy.

I'll show you the unusual Aromatic Zama in front of you.

In front of you crying, a slut waving her hips over me with a saliva and piss drooling...... ku, ku fu, hahahaha hihihi.

I just imagined it was going to end well.

After I'm refreshed, I'll show you where I can be worn with my crotch open like a frog.

I'm looking forward to this one, so look forward to it.

Heh, heh, ha-ha.

- No eye. You can't do that. Let's start over.

- Puppy.

That's okay, Mr. Alice's idiot.

For such a bad boy, I'm going to get my butt peppered later.

... hmm? Is that it?

That thing... that's weird. It's weird.

Something's wrong, I feel it.

Master Tia, did you do something to me?

- Whatever.

Heh.

Well, if Master Tia says so, I guess so.

"Well, I'll give Puria the materials and stuff, so pick them up later."

"Yes, sir. Good to see you, Mr. Puria."

- That said, humans and foxes left the room.

One left harpy squeaks.

"... fine"

I don't mind.

No, it's not good!

Why are you talking like that in our room?

I don't know what that means!

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Electra was furious.

Always, except for the demon king's sister of evil tyranny... no, that's somewhat pathetic, so I decided to keep her in one kick.

Electra doesn't know politics.

Electra is the sister of the devil king. I've lived in the right place, with some schooling.

But he was twice as sensitive to evil.

I was good at putting my evil on the shelf. It's not like Dada had the middle two diseases.

Late this evening Electra went to her sister's room and invited her to her private room, some distance away with a certain determination.

Electra doesn't have a father or a mother. Since the death of a young man of fourteen, he has not been accompanied.

I live in a castle somewhat too large to describe one place with my elderly sister and her men.

This sister, or her subordinate prime minister, is right, but they bought a toy for themselves the other day to welcome her.

And it was an interesting man.

Elektra therefore came all the way to the library to check out the plays of Shirai people to play with them or with them.

Firstly, he had the merchandisers gather together the goods to be used for those pleasures, and then he looked forward to his invitation.

Because of you, Elektra learned from her presence that she should not imitate what she asked of her first.

She had loyalists who thought of herself.

It is Selfi Mercury, a haunted ghost who sips and lives man's blood.

Now I'm probably in the middle of making dessert after dinner for my sister, who prefers cheap sweetness for fattening her tongue.

The first lady's understanding was taught to her.

Unlike some of them, Elektra went to the salon room to show off the tea tricks she had started to learn from some vampires in recent times as her hobby, but she wondered how things were going inside.

It's noisy. The sun has already fallen and it's normal for the hallway to be dark, but it seems to have a serious rotten vibe rather than a chat with a stuffed animal that my sister prefers as a routine.

Elektra, who had a pleasant feeling, was also feeling suspicious.

I looked around a couple of times, but I didn't have any shadows.

Elektra accompanied her cheeks with beautiful white palms, her neck covered, then her lying face against the door, then her ears (by her side). Successful attempts were also made to suppress the sound of sliding the floor, a tail whose tip shape resembled an arrow.

To hear a leak out of it, it was determined that it belonged to a human being who had learned to attach himself to his sister, his prime minister, his female fox, his master, and more recently.

Whatever was incomprehensible and hard to hear about the contents, I could feel the thought of not driving my favorites away from the gathering place of the beasts, that is, away from my own hands.

Sensitive to the signs of them coming out, they left the spot unknowingly.

... then I visited my sister's private room in the evening, which I would have talked about, and asked her about the earlier topic.

I apologize for stealing and listening.

I asked him what he was going to do with that human being, and what it was meant to be, even though it was his own.

My sister didn't answer, shaking her head.

I shut up for a while and looked into her eyes, and now I asked her more, stronger narratives.

My sister didn't answer.

Elektra shrugged her sister's body with both hands and repeated the question.

My sister answered slightly, whispering around.

"... I won't tell you, Jean!

My sister gave a mouthful of tea with a satisfying look. I would have put at least four sugars in it. I sipped it and looked happy.

Therefore, my sister put a kick in my sister.

It's been a long time since I've seen violence, and that's what happened to my sister.

Exactly that was DV.

The shock caused my sister to eject those fluids.

Who can blame it on a lady?

She is fine if she is thrown when she contains things in her mouth, and if it makes sense to get out of her nose, it is only through her mouth.

Cristella was furious.

I was determined to make sure that I had to humiliate my young, deserted sister.

But he who sat down and slapped his kick foot into his back stood beside me, and his power relationship, which was inversely proportional to the verbal aspect of saying sisters, was equal to being expressed as such by the high and low difference in the position of his head.

The angry tiger turned into a cat because of the sight of the man facing him. No, I'm back.

Interpretation, the root is the sister of the cautious.

For a born dragon, it can't be a tiger skinned cat.

More and more.

"Sister, I wonder what the hell that means. Aren't you kidding me too much?

"Oh... oh, buuuuuuuuu, stay"

Cristella wiped her own mouth.

"Stay where you are! Nasty!"

"Funny! You, what are you doing all of a sudden!

"... I wonder if we need to discuss it there. People asked me seriously... but I don't have any."

"Hey, what's with those eyes? I won't forgive you for looking at me like that."

"Well, if you won't forgive me, what will you do?"

"And I'll be on my tail. The rest of your tail hurts, even Aroma."

"Go ahead. You know that, but I'm not in pain."

".................. Mmmm!

Thereafter, no useful information fell from the mouth of the sister, be it slapping or shaking.

Unusable and slightly unproductive words were thrown, and Elektra, who had no use for the occasion at the earliest, left the room.

I heard my sister roar.

I have nothing to fear. It is the howl of a losing cat.

Then I thought I would ask Eva Karma around tomorrow, and when I went back to my room, I found it.

I found the female fox coming out of the female bird's room and the figure of the toy.

It is a late hour, Electra is not an adult, but she is not a child.

Knowledgeable enough to read the meaning in depth.

Electra was furious.