It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

When the area dimmed, we arrived at a separate mansion on the Cape a little further from the town. That's right, it was just the princess of this country, and its grounds were rolling.

When I got out of the carriage that stopped at my doorstep, a few of the maids who were waiting came along to give me a word of welcome. I am nailed to one of them, a maid approaching Emilia.

It's not the corners that are over your head, it's the pimply, moving moffy ears. A long, moffy tail is what I want to jump out of my skirt.

Yes, it is the Beast Man. Besides, he's a cat beast.

The Kingdom of Lelirex had learned that interaction with other subpeoples instead of less interaction with people, that is, with beasts, elves, dwarves, etc., prevailed. but i didn't think i would suddenly come across a nekomi maid.

(Ugh! Cat, Mimi. No, no, no! It's a serious piece of crap. Ooh!

In a completely unintentional state, I stare at her with great inner excitement as I sit gracefully. My hands wanted to touch those ears and tails and I couldn't help but wuss.

"Lady... stop looking at the carnivore for its prey"

"And be disrespectful. Who's the Carnivore?"

Tette, who had refrained behind me, tells me that my sense of quail diminishes a little. I stepped back a little and approached Tütte, protesting in a whisper.

"It's late. Who's ready?

"Yes, there's no problem"

When Emilia speaks to Mr. Catomimi, she bows gracefully and answers. I interrupt my conversation with Tütte, listen to her, and I get a little disappointed.

"Come on, I'm sorry! It would have been perfect if Nya had worn it at the end of the story."

"It's in your voice, ma'am. Just keep it in your heart."

Our excellent maid sassy back to my words that I accidentally leaked in a whisper. I hold my mouth with my hand and make sure no one's asking. Everyone was conscious around them, and they didn't seem to hear it.

And I had eyes with a Nekomi maid. No heart or ears are moving. And for some reason, I laughed.

(Knock, you didn't hear me, did you, my grunt)

I turn back a slightly tight grin and turn away from her.

"Let me introduce you. A sphere that binds the maids of concubines. You look young, but you've known each other a long time. Everybody, if you need anything, use her as much as you like."

When I looked at the sphere standing next to me in Emilia's introduction, she was certainly young. That said, from what I can tell, I'm about in my early twenties, and I look like a crisp sister-in-law. but because of the cat, the cuteness is totally out there.

Supplementary, but also beastly man, longevity. Even so, it is not long compared to demons, elves and dwarves, but it is nevertheless lived longer than men, and moreover, when the peak hours of the flesh are long and slow to age. As long as I envy you.

"It's a sphere. This time, this little old lady princess's self - nasty, nasty, nasty!

Sphere, who was gracefully bowing and introducing himself, suddenly shouted. Somehow it is an indescribable voice like a cat raising a gobbling voice. If you look closely, Emilia, who was next door, is somewhat suspiciously niggling by making sure she wraps Sphere's tail around her hands.

"What's a concubine?

"No, it's nothing. I just want to apologize to all of you who swung at me by the princess - no, no, no, no, no!

Sphere to make an odd noise again. I see the tail again niggling stronger than just now.

"Princess! And my tail is sensitive. Don't touch me inadvertently."

"I know, but I'm gonna be rude."

"It must be the princess who is being rude all the time. Don't bother everyone, call me, whoa whoa whoa."

As soon as their hands left their tails, they were talking to each other, but the Sphere jumped back beautifully along the way. Probably got away so they wouldn't grab my tail. The appearance was so elegant that it was a wind that was used to something together, reminiscent of the lightness of the cat. Perhaps this interaction is the usual thing. People around me look at the evidence with a face like, "Oh, man."

(Uh-huh, demonic society is looser than ours)

I look at the two of them with a little envy, and then I look at Tütte. Tütte noticed my gaze and just laughed bitterly.

"Come on, if you waste it, you'll get lumpy. Well, good. Let me show you all to your room. After dinner."

"Yes, I did. Okay, ladies and gentlemen, this way."

Emilia turns away pussy and we are taken away by the Sphere.

"We have a private room for you. Please, I'd like you to relieve your traveling fatigue. We'll show you when dinner's ready."

(Hmm?)

When we're alone, I lean my neck against the Sphere, whose tail suddenly gets weird. We are all wondering about that language, which has obviously turned into a leopard to the stranger. but hah i realize i'm the only one who blues my face.

"How are you doing?

Sphere notices my change and asks with a smile.

"Oh, you know, the end of that phrase..."

"Yes. I pinched it in my ear that it was preferable to have a nya at the end of the story, so I ran it. What do you say? Did you like it?"

A nekomi maid answering with an extraordinary smile towards me. Gradually, I find myself horrified by the adaptability of the Nha language to become natural.

(You heard me. Yikes!

Everyone who looks at me with a face like "Also, are you" as I hold one head and become stuffy looked like the others who were watching Emilia and Sphere interact earlier. Oh, I'm so embarrassed. Is it true that I should swing back when I look at people?

"Excuse me, normal is fine"

I immediately correct my remarks.

"Really? Too bad it seemed to instinctively stick."

I was greeted by a completely undone sphere and led to my room.

Once I was soothing with Tütte in the room, Sphere picked me up when dinner was ready. We are the only students gathered and there are no adults. Well, I followed Sphere's guide, optimistic that it wouldn't be that dangerous because I went into the mansion.

Walking down the hallway and coming to the front of a large double-open door, Emilia comes as if she could wait.

"Cook, Cook, Looks like we got it all. So, isn't it dinner party! Everybody, scratch."

Show a confident grin and let Emilia open the door to the servants. There was a large hall in the back. Brilliant chandeliers, beautiful conditioning, tables, chairs, and more are in sight.

"Wow, it's time to go to the Kingdom of Lelirex!

A dandy voice echoes in the hall sooner than I exclaim ~. Surprised, as we turned our gaze toward one voice at a time, there was someone standing toward us in the center of the hall.

Weird pose......

I couldn't keep up with my thoughts and I stopped thinking there.

It was one middle-aged old man there. That's not a problem. But there's something wrong with that. A luxurious cape with two splendid horns and crown on the head and fur on the hem in a crimson stained basement. What you see underneath is tanned brown skin.

Yes, the man stood in a hell of a face called a cape in a panache.

And the muscles all over the body, which appealed to us whether this was still the case, were burned in wheat, and even painted with oil. Tera Terra lit up.

(Oh, I know. They say that pose is to appeal to muscles beautifully in a bodybuilding. It was in this world, too)

And so on and so on, with lost light eyes I think, as soon as possible, the door closes as much as I want, and the sight in the hall shuts out. It was Emilia who closed it.

"No, you're not! I'm not asking you to scratch something like that. My concubine told me to look at the hall and all the food. That was unexpected. I'm sorry, but wait a minute. I'm gonna get rid of that muscle idiot a little bit."

"What is a muscular idiot... when you are so praised while my daughter, you will be just as illuminated"

As Emilia was in a hurry to excuse the door on her back, there was an old man who could lighten up refreshingly when she opened the door softly and just put her head in here. I am terrattering to see if I have applied oil to my face.

(Probably this, that's it, right? Emilia's father, right? I mean king of this country, demon king, right)

I understood a hell of a fact and stayed just looking up at an old tecateca I could illuminate.