Philia's urination was - it was only when she started putting it out that she was on a straight track, but at the end of the day she was drawing a big curve. It is as if the fork ball is high or low.
Novi and power were impeccable, and they seemed to be doing pretty well.
but with regard to Kile, obviously we saw a decay coming from age. It was dripping water droplets all the time and made me feel the loosening of the original stopper.
The control also left challenges, with signs of sticking out the strike zone and wetting the toilet seat.
I'm an elderly athlete, and if I'm a scout, I don't have a Dra 1 rating... and I take toilet paper and wipe Philia's lower body, thinking something I don't understand myself.
It's just a heartless task.
Mechanically soak water in the paper while maintaining a normal mind.
Once that was done, I went to clean around the toilet seat this time. If you get alarmed, you could destroy every potty, so wipe the droplets off with a hand like you would handle the baby.
With a more gentle hand than when I wiped Philia's groin.
I don't feel wrong about everything, but Phyllia's defenses are so much stronger than the ceramics and metal around it. It is not strange to treat those who are more brittle carefully.
"Hmm."
As soon as I had finished wiping the water, I removed the plastic bag from the luggage and opened the door.
"Wash your hands properly."
……
I get nodded silently. Seeing it with a decent eye is a sign that I'm intoxicated.... not a bad thing. I want to think so.
Me and Philia washed their hands side by side and wiped each other's hands with paper towels.
An example female clerk suppresses her mouth with the face of "I've seen something outrageous," but decides she didn't see anything.
I dragged Philia into my arms and left the store behind.
"No, I need to use the Seiklid Circle."
Concealment is also used to create a safety zone.
That's it. The rest is rice.
I put up a plastic bag in front of Philia and said, "Where do you want it?," he said.
"On the Lap of Lord Brave"
"That's not the answer I want."
Phyllia doesn't seem to be in use right now, so I decided to be in charge of thinking about it.
Stretch your neck and look around.
About two hundred meters forward, I could see the bench. Just fine, let's eat there.
"I'll walk a little, okay?
I get snorted at twice. It's a childish behavior, and the gap with luscious looks is terrible.
Angelica would be better suited for this kind of trick, advancing her legs thinking rudely.
"Hey, Philia."
"Father, well... Father, well..."
"I want to talk to you seriously, okay?
"What is it?
"You think I can beat Erin?
"You can win."
"You assured me?
"Naturally. To the best of my knowledge, the most powerful man is Lord Brave. Previously and forever."
Don't tell me it's hard to be trusted that much.
If I told you, you'd be in good shape.
"Hey, sit down."
Adult feet are only a few hundred meters away.
We arrived early on the desired bench and both of us sat down at the same time. On a narrow bench, Philia's ass forced to tuck away. Naturally, I am in a tight state and my hair is on my chest, but I am used to this, so I will not make a scene.
"Yu, it would be embarrassing to dine outside while sticking with Lord Yu Yu Dauntless."
... I'm calmer, but they don't.
You're a virgin! It's a reaction I'd like to say, but I guess I'm not actually a virgin.
When did you and I have an adventure like this?
"You, didn't you used to treat me more normally?
"How many years do you think I've been away from your party? The resistance is dead.
"... I see"
"... and Lord Brave... he's more manly and better looking than he used to be..."
"You, didn't you say you didn't like the smell of men? You said something about being a boy."
"... Lord Brave seems to have been the exception... even when he's old, he still has the cleanliness of being a boy..."
"Yeah."
He's most embarrassed by the philia he's talking about, and he's turning his face bright red.
Mine feels like something else.
Silently remove the bread from the plastic bag and open it. This is the cream bread I bought from Filia.
……
I'm hungry too, but somehow I was in the mood to feed Philia first.
I thought I'd tear the bread off with my own hands and throw it gently into Phyllia's mouth, what a mood.
Strange is this.
"Just open your mouth. I'll feed you."
"With what breeze?
"If you don't like it, eat yourself."
"Ahem."
Throw a shard of bread into the mouth of a loosely open filia.
"Slightly."
Even though it was a cream pan, I only added the dough part.
This won't taste good.
When I stuck my finger in the back of the bread and tangled the raw cream, I put it on Philia's tongue.
"... Huh... Ha..."
... I don't know.
"A beautiful woman licking a dreary white chunk attached to her fingertips," though a very dangerous sight has been created, all I can say is force majeure.
"Oh, no, I'm..."
As I was driven by mysterious guilt, Phyllia rang her throat with a gook.
"You drank it all?
"... Yes"
Please, Philia opened her mouth again.
Pink tongue with creamy cream wreckage. It was mixed with saliva, pulling white threads.
"... next time, it's bigger."
When I sliced the bread bigger than earlier, I pushed it into Phyllia's mouth.
Filia opened her eyes a little and looked surprised, but quickly turned into a tranced look.
"... please cream..."
"I know."
You're a sweetheart, crush the bread while you say.
BOOP! Momentum causes the cream inside to eject and jump into Phyllia's mouth.
"Uh-huh."
The mucus released was overflowing from Phyllia's mouth and contaminated the area around her chin with drool.
On the face of the goddess, he punches a white neva. It's a sentence that seems suspicious of my personality, but I'm simply feeding you cream bread, so there's nothing morally wrong with it.
"... Lord Brave, I caught your throat. Have a drink, please."
"Hmm. Right."
Bread is easy to get stuck in your throat, that's what you want water for, take a bottle of tea out of the bag and open the cap.
"What kind of beverage is that?
"Tea, though."
"It's the first name I've ever heard."
"Is that it? Didn't you have tea over there... you didn't. No"
Beverages from different worlds are ale, beer or wine. Medieval European-style civilization lacks more food variations than expected.
"What does it taste like, by the way?
"Bitter, I guess."
"Then I don't need it."
"Hey, come here. Like it or not."
"... if Lord Brave is going to give me a mouthful, I don't know what to drink."
"Exactly. I don't know about that service."
But this guy thinks he's handsome from the bottom of his heart about me.
Hmm.
"Is this it?
"Mmmm!!!!
In the end, Phyllia had spilled all the oolong tea I had mouthed and was so wet on the mess that her chest was clear.
Your face is covered in cream and your body is covered in tea.
Somehow, it had turned out to be an abusive picture.