Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

Shelly just takes off her clothes in the strip yard and hurries me.

"Master, let's go quickly"

"What, oh, sorry"

I take off my armor and take off my clothes inside and I go to the bathroom.

Of course, I haven't forgotten the towel on my hips, because they have manners, even though they're kids.

Shelley doesn't hide her body at all.

I also feel like my chest is a little bloated, what do you think?

Shelly, how old are you?

"I'm twelve years old, how did it go?"

Still no problem. It's also embarrassing to say wrap a towel around a child because he seems to be aware of something the other way around.

With blue silver eyes, I respond to Shelly looking up at me wonderfully, waving, "No, nothing."

"Master, I'm sorry about that fatigue..."

"Oh, fine."

"Thank you"

I'll foam the soap and wash Shelly's hair.

Sharon's popularity has made it a slave girl's honor to be washed by her husband, me.

Though I am very grateful that Sharon has deceived the slave girl.

Thank you. The teaching is too excessive. If it becomes a special treatment for me to wash it, I am worried that it will be seen as the opposite.

Shelly's work deserves a lot of honor, so special treatment would be fine.

"Hmm..."

Silver lustrous hair that can be said to be rare in different worlds.

Touching it safely and polishing it to its brilliance with soap bubbles is a fun task.

This silver yarn-like shiny hair is a kind of platinum blonde and blonde, he said.

I feel different from Oracle's bright white soft hair again.

The "White Tower of Trials" used to be a luxurious dungeon, and when I did it, they showed me marble and jewelry and gold and silver treasures, but there was no more beautiful silver than Sherry's hair and eyes.

It's like loving a rare kind of cat, but I think touching beautiful hair is the flavor of fantasy.

"Master, I think your hair is good now"

"Oh, I'm sorry"

Don't let the cubicle fall off even if you wash it too much.

Well, I'm not sure about beauty, but I'll flush it with hot water, thinking that monster soap shouldn't be that bad because it's a natural ingredient.

"Thank you, now I'll flush your husband's back"

"Yeah, then, please"

Shelley is so considerate that she distracts herself.

It feels good to have my back washed, but my chamber of commerce has less brainy cheats and this little girl's head should be pretty loaded.

I'm a little worried I won't be able to.

That's why I don't want you to grow up too much.

"Well, if you think about it, why don't you use a towel?"

"I saw your husband do that to your sister Sharon the other day, and I washed her hair by hand, so I thought it might be more polite."

Shelley seems to be rubbing my back as she foams her soap desperately with her tiny hands.

Regardless of the soft skin of the woman, I don't care about my gobbly skin, but, well, either is fine.

The feeling of being rubbed directly by people with their hands is somewhat ticklish and pleasant.

When I get flanked, I'm supposed to be ticklish and unbearable, but Shelly just feels good because she regulates the power of her hands well.

I appreciate that, but haven't you come to the front gradually?

Shelly and I had eyes, obviously coming forward.

"I don't think it's my back there."

"Before, can't you?"

"I can't, but I'll wash myself there"

"Good, you can't"

That's what Shelley says, with an innocent smile on her mouth, trying to get on board and leaving my chest plate just bubbles too.

Well, if you want to, I'm going to try to make it as much as I can, but underneath it's a shitty spot and distracting.

"Shelly, it's time for me to wash your back."

"Well, let's wash it up."

Yeah, what's up with this girl?

You guessed it with my flashy complexion, or you immediately apologized.

"Oh, I'm sorry. 'Cause this is how I used to wash up with your father when I was little."

"Right...... No, it's not bad, it's a wash, I don't mind."

You thought I was pissed. Shelly clouds my blue silver eyes, so I panic a little.

I'll bubble up and wash Shelly's body.

I thought Shelley would suck visually for washing up with your father or something, but when I think about it, it would be a toddler story.

"I'm not your father, so I'd like you to at least be your brother."

"Can I call you brother?"

"... it"

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm in good shape"

No, Shelly's not bad, but I don't care how your husband sounds because he doesn't really feel real to me.

But my sweet daughter calls me your brother because my spine is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

The wicked in me was about to wake his eyes, so he called it an instant sky and kept it still.

... or it won't quiet down.

Why are you reaching for my lower body?

No, it's about Shelley, so I guess she's just trying to wash it, but it's extremely bad.

"Shelly, you know what?"

"Yes, sir, what is it?"

With his innocent looking sparkling eyes, he stares upwards.

I see. I knew I had no other intention. I don't know the gender difference because I'm just a kid, and I guess I just touched it with the flow of washing the front without thinking anything.

"No, I'll wash your back, that's enough"

"Ah..."

Even if Shelly didn't have that intention, it's an intolerable torture over here, so I turned around and washed my little back with my hands.

"Your husband, you haven't gotten any prettier before"

"No, because I've had enough"

I tried to get around, I went around Shelley even more, and I held down my sneaky shoulder with my hand.

When I was a kid, my skin was subdued and soft, but I was white and I didn't have muscles. Don't lock yourself in your room, you'd better exercise a little more.

"But, Master, you have to wash your filth properly."

"That, maybe you learned from Sharon"

Nodding cocoon. Oh, my God, I'm teaching you.

No, wait. As a distant child, I do think my parents taught me that skin has to be peeled and washed, Sharon is not wrong.

Doesn't that even make it so strange?

I don't know how to raise a child, I'm just thinking too funny, you're so embarrassed.

"Sharon didn't tell people to wash them until they were filthy. You just have to clean yourself up. It doesn't really make people touch you."

I wonder what I'm up to.

But if I don't put it plainly, I guess I still don't understand it because I'm a child.

"Really, with that said, Sharon, your sister just said it, too, and you didn't wash it. You have to do it yourself."

Kind of a shame, Shelley drops her hand full of bubbles.

Hmm... I had one hair in a while.

"That's enough, it's beautiful enough"

"Master, no. The cleanliness is not clean enough, if you want to do it yourself, please do it properly."

Shelley, don't be so obsessed with the mess anymore.

I can't even go against it, so I peel back and just wash around my crotch. Well, if you do say so, it's a pretty good addition to washing it.

"Master, but I'm not sure how to wash my own mess."

"There's no way I know that! Uh, I'm sorry I yelled. Uh, bubble up and keep just the surface appropriately refreshed."

Shelley pumped hot water in a bucket and punched it out of her head as she tried to show me the foam filled mess.

Ask Sharon about that, innocently enough. It's embarrassing.

"Ha, we're gonna take a bath now"

I'll sprinkle the water, too, and I'll go into the hot tub. Nobody's coming as far as what's really going on today, precious time.

I wish this was always the case, but Shelly also comes into the hot tub and somehow rides a little on my lap, well, let's forgive this.

One in a large hot tub...... Not really, but about one slave girl is acceptable.

What a pleasant thing to do, precious time.

"What can I say after sitting on your husband's lap, is it nice to let him sweeten you"

"Never mind, Shelly's the only one here today."

If there's plenty else, I can't just treat one person special, but I don't mind right now.

You don't seem like a kid to turn your mind around like that, I wish you'd let other slave girls out of your mind because they're more absurd.

As long as the assignment job is decent, some things look significant.

Shelley should be able to be more selfish in terms of her immense work.

"When I was born and I was mindful, I had no more mother"

"Yeah, back in the day."

No, you didn't really ask me about Shelley.

Unlike the first slave girls, Shelly is a sophomore, so I didn't touch her directly much.

"I gave my love to the gambler's father. My father was very feathery at times, but when he kept losing, he was the one who went to the bottom of the dong, so I think my mother was smart enough to figure it out."

"Do you still want to see your father"

The fact that Shelley fell into slavery was probably sold to her father.

Even if there were circumstances I couldn't help, it would be tight because it's like my parents dumped me, but if you want to see me, I think you can look for me.

"Speaking of wanting to see you, I'd like to see you. I don't think he's alive anymore, the King's Capital wasn't sweet enough then to go bankrupt and bring his debt-ridden pupils to life"

"Right..."

Speak pale, like every other person. It sounds ruthless.

So it's not that they don't have feelings, but the slave girls are watching a hell of a lot that they can't stand without killing their hearts.

"Suddenly, I apologize for the dark talk. Because I remember."

"No, sometimes it'll be easier to talk to you. I'd like to ask, but I don't know if I can ask."

There's a lot of past I don't want to be touched by either.

If you want to touch a past that people don't want to remember, you just have to carefully take the time to slowly pack the distance.

"I am happy. Sharon, you have a sister, and your husband wasn't your father... Do you mind if I think it's like your brother"

"Right, I'd be glad if Shelley thought so"

I don't like the institution of slavery.

In this social environment today, I understand that begging and criminals will only increase for that matter without slavery, so I'm not telling you to lose it.

Being selfish, I just wish that slaves lived freely, not like their original slaves, only within their own sight.

I'm going to be dealing with Frank for the slave girls, but I don't think less than half of them could have really gotten close as the same person.

"So, uh, can I just be sweet now"

"Yeah, if nobody's here."

I'm glad that Shelley, who if she does, tends to think hard about the boundaries of slavery and her husband, tries to get rid of that rule in this way.

Even if it's sweet, there's no other love, it's hugging me, so I stroked my hair.

I knew you were just a kid. I can't help but be cute when I think about it.

I was an only child, but if there was such a thing as a sister, I think it might be something like this.

"Brother, brother, brother, brother, anisama..."

"Hmm, what the hell"

I repeat to breathe in my ear, and when I do, I appeal to my sister with a wealth of vocabulary.

The West, they're all supposed to be brothers like that, what's going on with my translation of language cheats?

"I wondered which one would react well, and would your brother come most gruesome"

"You stopped coming as soon as they asked you if you were coming."

I think the fact that Shelley's not a kid is not good.

Well, I think pushing kids to be childish is something they shouldn't do anymore, because they don't want to stretch out or anything like that.

"Your husband, it's just hard"

"Adults are hard, you just have to distract Shelly once in a while and make her look like a girl of her age"

I think it would be tiring to be treated on an equal footing with adults because they say it's an economic cheat, a mathematical genius.

But I don't know how to spoil a child, a cat would be satisfied if he even stroked Joshi Yoshi and his throat.

"All right, all right, Shelly's a good kid."

"Ah, master, not brother. That's good!

With praise, when I stroked my hair and back, I did it and it was well received.

I see, no one hates getting compliments, and this is what you mean by cute cats?

"Okay, all right, all right, all right, Shelly's cute."

"Please give me more praise, oh brother, it's lovely..."

"All right, sweetie, sweetie"

"Call for more names, it's the afterlife!

Something's getting a little rough.

It must have started once. Shelly's just happy to flutter her tail, and she can't stop it.

Rub the soft hoppeta against the flourishes.

You're not that different from the cat I used to have, shall I put a bell on the collar of a slave?

"Shelley's got beautiful hair and she's cute, all right."

"Ha ha, wow, brother, more praise!

Are you okay, or have you been putting it up?

My breath is rough and my skin is getting hot.

"Hey, Shelly, I thought you were up there."

"No...... Brother, it's the afterlife, just a little more giddy. I'm almost there!

My voice sounds fine. I'm shivering my shoulders with blubber, so I'm just curious.

Peel off the sherry you're holding on to, hug your little body up, and look at your face as if it's serious, you have balls of sweat floating around your forehead and silver hair sticking up.

The cheeks I cared about are stained pink, but originally Shelley had extremely thin skin pigments, so I can't tell it's the only way to put them up.

"Really, it's hard to breathe."

"Ha... Master, it's impossible to stop here. It's so cruel."

The accusatory voice is also firm, and the blue silver eyes still retain the colour of reason.

Apparently, I was unnecessarily worried. Then resume.

"All right, all right, Shelly's smart, you're a good kid"

"Ugh, thanks brother!

I'm gonna hold him tight, so I'm gonna stroke his head and back.

Bull shook my shoulder horribly, but it would be an expression of joy because it would follow me, Shelley seems to do this when praised.

"Okay, Shelly is cute. Hey, okay, okay, okay!

"Ha, ooh, hi!

Something's going to get interesting this time when you get past the pain in the ass.

Shelley's light hair is familiar to her hands, and her skin is smooth and pleasant to touch. If you're so happy, this one is adorable and worthwhile.

"Okay, okay, Shelly's cute, she's cute."

"Ah, not yet, go on..."

The power of Shelley's hand embracing my roots loosened and my little body fluttered in the hot tub.

I feel better in the bath, maybe I lost my mind, I know better because I like the bath too.

"Well, that's it, Shelly's always got help, thanks"

"Ahem... do you really want to come here with a compliment, I can't wait anymore"

"Hmm? I'm always praising you for real. I'm so sorry Shelly wasn't here. I'm so glad you're here."

"I was happy to serve you, me and your husband..."

Why the past?

Shelley, exhaling loudly and calming her breath, pressed her head against my shoulder and stopped moving. I hear dokundokun and heart beating because my skin is touching me.

"Are you okay? Something's wrong, I think we should go up now."

"No, now that... It's disgusting."

"Right."

"Yes......"

I don't know, if you're happy enough to shake your shoulder.

I just borrowed from Shelley, and I felt like I couldn't return anything.

"Um, is it good to spoil it, like right now"

"Yes, that was a very good point in advance. Ahhh! But speaking of greed, I think it would be best to lower the opening tone a little bit, go in from the feeling of whispering in your ear and heat up gradually, and come very strongly at the end. But that was pretty good too, so I'd like another compliment."

To my satisfaction, a lot of orders with the rage momentum pulls a bit. It's Shelley's bad habit that makes sense.

It's hard to spoil. It doesn't feel a little uneven, but Shelly does this every time.

"Well, in time."

"Yes, I will continue to do my best to get another compliment from your husband"

At the end of the day, she sneezes and spins silver hair, encouraging Sherry to reluctantly get out of the bath, and goes up.

You let it go up, I'll lay her down and towel her in the stripper.

When I wipe my body and put my clothes on.

I opened the bathroom door from the inside, trying to get him something cold to drink.

Then something fell patsy. They had it standing on the door.

I was wondering what it was, and I picked it up, and it was a bill that said 'cleaning the bathroom', I see. Shelly, after all, is smart.

However, if you come up with these hands, you can tell me as soon as possible.

Then we receive a report that the foggy ambush demon (Meimunofuuden), which we heard finished the second convergence, has opened again.

This is the third time...

Though it is good to say that there are two times.

It's not tulips to open or close, Fried.

After all, he said, "If you implant two Demon King nuclei, you have twice as much power. If you embed three, it's triple power! Aren't you going to do it?"

I'll talk to Oracle about what's going on, but she says it's unlikely.

"I don't... I have to. Even the body of a brave man can't stand the two nuclei of the Demon King. Not to mention the three and you'll find out that life instinctively dies. It's already critical that Fried take one in and suppress it, so just in case he does, he'll die on the spot and become the Demon King reincarnation course."

"I also feel worse that way. No way, keep pulling this far, incorporate too much of the Demon King's nucleus, reincarnate into the Sixth Demon King with self-destruction or something."

If you're Freed, you're scared to the point where you can't say it's unlikely.

If the Crown Prince dies and the Demon King is reincarnated, the Germanic Empire is no longer a place for an outing, and I also feel that the war between humans is likely to end, but that's troublesome.

I can't read that Golden Lion King's intentions at all, but I also felt that this was the sound of a gong marking the opening of a new round.