Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

As the Chamber of Commerce increased, Dr. Lyle bought a new slave girl.

I didn't decide on the number of people in particular, but thirteen again.

The age group, all around twelve. I can choose, so I guess I aimed for the biggest age I could buy at the discard.

I joked it was a charity, but this is a for-profit business.

It is also true that we want an age that can be used as a workforce.

And even if we do it rarely more, we'll have trouble living and educating, and I guess this is just about right, but thirteen guys...

Apparently, there is no such thing as an ominous number of thirteen in this country.

Perhaps Dr. Lyle thought it would be a good idea for slave girls to increase their numbers equally in the form of teaching them how to work and treat iron cannons in a way that feels like one person per person comes along.

Here, I don't have to tell you. The teacher thinks and moves, so can I leave it to you?

The addition of a merchant shop doubled the size of the building, but the most important feature was the provision of a large bath on the ground floor.

Combine the water with a hand pump from the well and burn the bath with firewood from outside.

Of course, we also provided a drain, so drainage is good.

I'm telling you I don't have to do this, but now Roll is just pumping water into the bath by himself and pumping firewood.

I'm talking about how much I like to burn because I keep burning nitrous stones at work and I want to burn my bath too.

The Dwarves are very motivated by worker Hollick.

That's how you want to burn a bath, but you don't really want to take a bath is also a problem.

Maybe Dwarf asked the teacher if he didn't like water racially, but he didn't.

I like to soak kids I don't like in the bath, so I'm going to soak them up plenty later.

"Well, let's just start by washing our bodies."

……

Slave girls are uniformly obedient and their eyes are dead.

At the beginning of my arrival, I don't care if I don't have a reaction because I know it's like this.

The new thirteen wash numbers will be done with me, Dr. Lyle, Louise and Sharon.

"Will Sharon be the washer too?"

"Didn't your husband tell you he wanted you to turn to the wash number?

No, don't look so strange.

Well, I said I'd be better off that way.

I thought you wanted me to treat you on an equal footing with the other kids.

Well, look, whether it's a roll or a sharon, it's best to let them if they're willing to.

All slave girls are ash wearing princesses.

I have gray hair and skin so much that I think I haven't washed it since I was born.

I mean, gray, this is a color that can be the result of mixing various colors with paint.

Foaming with soap and washing clean, everyone regains their original hair and skin color.

The hair is red, gold, black, green inside, and the blue is also a little fantastic.

Skin, after all, has many daughters with lots of small scratches.

Even slave traders are not sadists, so it's not like they're deliberately hurting you.

Were they attached in the process of falling into slavery or were they treated like crudely imprisoned animals and scratched?

Wash the wound and then apply the wound medicine that fried the herbs Viola had picked for me.

Guys, I don't say it feels good to be in pain, but I'm sad it stays.

You seem so human to start hating the bath, like a lol when you think about it.

So relentlessly, definitely wash and soak it later, but I want it to be enough to dislike the bath soon.

That's how, when I finish washing the streets, it's the old stock slave girls besides Sharon who help me wipe my body with a towel.

One in every person is in charge, so it would be helpful if they all found and educated themselves in charge.

"Well, it's like getting dressed properly when you wipe your body. Once you've made sure you have all your clothes, you can eat and rest in your room today."

Simply put like this, a slave girl who has just come does not move of her own free will.

Even with proper underwear and apron dresses and socks and shoes, I don't understand saying I'm good to wear.

They're stripping us of the concept of ownership.

Let me put it on the table properly, let me eat, and I'll tell you this is my bed to sleep in.

Restoring humanity was quite a task of breaking bones.

I put thirteen new faces to bed, and now it's the bath of the old stock.

"Hey, where did Roll go?

"I was there earlier."

I couldn't see Lol anymore, so I often worked with her at work, and I asked my good old bakery daughter Collette, but she was gone.

Did you run away?

He said he'd take care of the new slave girls. He said he'd do his job perfectly and then disappear just before he was washed. Lol.

Well, I'll definitely dip it later.

"Well, you're quick to take it off so you can wash your own body now..."

Sharon had already taken it off and waited.

Ugh, I'm totally growing up naked like this.

I ate properly and stopped growing back about three months, but my real age is probably still about elementary school.

Yes, it's embarrassing if you're scared of your child.

"All right, I'll wash you off Sharon. Everybody, it's time to wash yourselves."

I don't like washing Sharon, that's not what I'm saying.

Don't be helpful when you're out of hand.

Sharon is really good because she has a strong metabolism or because her scratchy skin was completely clean when we just met.

I guess I can go to the whorehouse enough now, though ethically bad because that's what's in it.

"Master, I'm the only one who hasn't been washed through twice, so please be clean for that"

"Okay, okay, okay."

Okay, so stop showing me the front.

Fine depictions are no longer entirely bad.

I'll kill your heart as much as I can and wash it clean from your head.

It's adorable to have a small tail shaking in your ass, so let's look at your tail and distract you.

And you have a little orange hair on your back and wrist.

Around the chest, I want to avoid comments with lots of soft extra meat.

The area around the crotch is also fairly well hidden with orange hair, so it helps.

"All right, it's over, it's beautiful."

"Eh."

No, you're beautiful. I managed with a whole body bubble.

I think I did my best.

"Yes, it's over, and then you can wash yourself."

……

Even if you stare at me with such a disgruntled face, I can't gaze at you.

The other guy's a contented elementary school student, and he's got a bit of a different race in him, so I guess he doesn't care.

I know if I care, I'll lose.

I'm seventeen too, so I can't react any more.

I'm tired and I'm going to throw up blood reflexes.

After Sharon, when you're washing the other kids, you know damn well I'm not Loricon.

It's easy and I can't help it.

Both the old stock girl and the wash will be over soon as Dr. Lyle and Louise help.

"Yes, try soaking them in the bath when they've all had their bodies washed. If you get used to it, you'll feel good."

In the meantime, I even let it dip in the bath.

I'm not saying it's impossible, but it's all an experience.

The bath will be good for your health because it also makes your metabolism better, and you might like it if you get used to it in your kids.

Exactly twenty-six people went in two portions, so the bath water is drooling.

After draining all the hot water, I decided to re-burn it and have Dr. Lyle and Louise come in slowly as well.

I'll be the last one.

For once, Dr. Lyle told me that if I wanted to ask him to come in with me, I would go in alone before then.

You can't do this anymore. Because I'm seeing patterns.

That's more of a roll.

He's got to look for it and definitely dip in the bath.

There was Colette in the dining room.

The long, moist, wet brown hair in the bathroom is glossy.

This daughter also has the ability to serve as a sign daughter in a tavern if she is clean.

Promising stock in the future.

Because Colette is the daughter of a former bakery, she does her job of cooking and serving meals, making them out to everyone and then eating them at the end.

I guess Colette's eating means Lol's already here for dinner.

"Have you eaten lol yet"

"Ah, your husband. Looks like it still is. I ate too late. Sorry."

"No, that's fine. Do you know where he went?"

"Maybe he's burning the bath again."

That's possible.

He didn't come when I was pumping new water into the bath, but it's possible he's watching the water add and subtract, adding firewood in anticipation of me being gone.

He's a worker Hollick.

"Well, wait here and serve him a special dish when Lol gets here."

"What, is it a special dish?

"Let the oak meat smell good with plenty of salt and spices. And because I tried so hard to burn the bath today, give him some distilled liquor. He's a good guy."

"Okay."

Roll works twice as many people, but eats twice as many.

And I don't leak into the Dwarf example, and I like liquor even though it's still small.

In the Dwarf world, they call alcohol 'water of life' and don't feel alive without it

There's nothing in this world that says kids shouldn't drink, so they're letting them drink whatever they want.

He will definitely come if the smell is strong because he loves thick flavored food.

If you let them drink delicious alcohol, they'll grow roots.

"I knew you were there."

"Ahhh, mister."

What is it?

They made me struggle to catch him, but did I end up back in the dining room?

"Looks like your meal's just over, Dr. Lyle and Louise are out, so we're the last ones, bath."

"Oh, not yet."

Yes, yes, you can drink as much as you like later, so let's take a bath.

But you don't get very drunk when you open your whiskey.

Well, you mean you were running around and you're somewhat drunk that I caught you.

Lol is a earner among ancient stock slave girls, so no matter how much salt and spices they use for meat or how much booze they drink, selfishness can ask and do it.

But you can't just not take a bath.

Yesterday alone, how many nitrous stones did this guy build and how many nitrous huts did he build?

It's a dirty story, but it's like working all over the soil, but with animal manure all over it.

I know how tight that job is, so I'm sorry I have to clean this one up.

"Yes, take off your clothes. I'll have it all washed too."

"Ahhh, mister."

When I just let the roll take off my thin dirty apron dress and strip it naked, they asked me to put my hands together.

"What?"

"Soften up."

"Who did you learn that from?"

It's the last time, so I take my clothes off and get naked trying to finally take a bath, too.

Lol doesn't think anything naked or naked because he doesn't know his real age but even slave girls look the smallest.

That's probably why it's easiest to get along.

"Soften your hands, I'll wash your whole body, so be prepared."

"Hi."

I foam plenty of brand new soap on the roll and do everything I can to clean it off my head.

Prove to him that even brown-skinned dwarves with red copper hair will look beautiful if polished.

In fact, my ears are pointy and my looks are adorable.

Worldwide, the elves are white fairies and the dwarves are like black fairies.

If we do our best, we should be able to target the dark elf position where we say it in fantasy these days.

"I'll polish up the roll and produce it."

"Uhhhhhhhhh"

Ha-ha-ha, that's funny.

Maybe I'm a dos after all.

It's tight when you press me to wash it like Sharon, but I can't help but want to wash it if it's a reaction because I don't like being washed.

And Roll's red copper hair regains its luster when it's washed.

The brown skin isn't pretty, it's not bad.

"Okay, you're totally beautiful. You can call me Dark Elf."

"It's me, mister. It's a pretense."

Oh, really, this world feels like an elf and a dwarf don't go hand-in-hand.

Then no, name her Dwarf, the beautiful girl.

"Your husband is sloppy..."

"Uh-huh."

This bathroom was quite expensive, but I really wanted it, and it has a beautiful mirror that only nobles use.

(The mirror, in this world, is a type of silver glass worker, who also took two pieces of white gold to buy all the pieces to be stretched in the bathroom. Citizens generally use copper and tin metal mirrors)

At some point in that mirror, I was surprised because of my orange hair.

"Uh-huh."

You're late for me, and Lol gives you the same voice.

I guess you just imitated it by surprise at my voice.

Roll's pitiful voice echoes into the bathroom.

I guess my voice was like this too.

Looking back, it was Sharon standing naked...

"I washed it in a big mess, but you polish it up carefully with all the rolls."

"Look, Roll, try soaking up a bath"

"Wow."

My consciousness escaped reality and held up the roll and immersed me in the bathroom.

"How do you feel about a bath?"

"Ass ~"

"Are you hot to soak when you're burning and watching the water add and subtract? Ha-ha-ha."

"Master, are you listening!

Wow, I'm angry at you all the time.

They won't let me through.

I'm tired of something today, I'll take a bath too.

Ha, the hot tub feels good after all.

Finally, really.

"Lol, if you count to a hundred, you can go up."

"D, 3, 5, 7, 11..."

That, how do you know lol is prime or something.

I wonder who's going to learn, like this.

Sharon came after me into the hot tub, too.

I'm really persistent today.

"Your husband..."

"I got it now, 'cause I got it"

Okay, so stop pushing your chest against your back.

Really that feeling, from bad.

When I'm tired, self-restraint doesn't work.

"Eighty-nine, ninety-seven, one hundred and one. Oh, my goodness."

"Okay, you can leave now"

"Oh, wait, lol. I've got some new clothes for you."

Sharon left the stripper after Roll, who had left the bath.

Right, you brought me a change of lol.

(Phew, you're in a hurry...)

I don't know, the best thing that works for us is Sharon, who thinks about it until the end of the day and puts the job together.

Sharon is an indispensable talent, you know, a really good pick up.

I appreciated the good nature of my tour as I immersed myself in a warm hot tub.

"Your husband..."

"Uh-huh."

Hey, it's over now.

Shit, I should have left with you when you two left earlier.

"We're not done yet."

"Uh-oh..."

I'm back in the hot tub.

I wish it was a different place, but the bath is a mess.

"Why, just treat Lol special, and I'm the only one who can handle it"

"Okay, then I'll wash Sharon as hard as I can for what's coming through"

"That's true!

Okay, so don't let your body slip through you.

I can see my beast ears standing pinned and my tail shaking even in the hot tub.

I guess that's the only place I can see it anymore......

"Oh, so there's one condition. Get out of the hot tub and sit there and don't open your eyes until I tell you I'm good."

"Ok, I will do as your husband says!

As I was told, Sharon sits in the sink and closes his eyes.

All right, now the worst is avoided.

When I pumped hot water into the bucket, I decided to put my temper back in and wash it off my hair carefully again.

"Ha, ha!

"Don't make weird noises"

"Excuse me, your husband's hands are gentle."

I guess you really don't know what he's talking about.

Shit, your body's growing up, but your mind is torturing kids and stuff.

That's why I hate real fantasy.

"You can't concentrate on washing it clean, so don't make any noise."

"Yes, I won't try my best, my husband...... ha"

"It's like exhaling. Don't do that."

"I will hold my breath, my lord..."

Yeah, I've been too patient already and my chest is hurting, so open it up and wash him already.

It's a menstrual phenomenon, so I can't help it.

"I can't help it anymore, this..."

"Ah, my lord, to that point..."

"What kind of place is that?!

At the end of the day, a phrase that was nicely foamed and washed from head to toe.

I was firmly requested to carefully wipe it with a bath towel at the stripper.

The only salvation is that you kept the order not to open your eyes until the end.

Thanks to you, I had to wear everything from underwear to clothes.

"Thank you, sir, again, please"

"Oh, sometime again..."

I don't really know which one of you is your husband anymore.

Thanks to you, I couldn't sleep that night as bored.

I cursed my roundabout evil.