"Hey brother, it's not time to get your reward"

"It's about that, but it's already boiling, so let's stop it and go up"

It was good until Shelly and I literally took a bath without water, but I couldn't slow down because I got in the way of the arr.

I've already soaked up too much in the bath. If I make a noise in the hot tub now, I might let it go up.

"Oh, no."

Shelley is pointing her mouth.

I'm kind of in the mood to delude myself because her demand levels are getting higher and higher.

"Instead, I'm gonna put you to bed in the back palace today. I told you I'd like to stay."

It's part of my job to deal with my wife for the night, but I'm just tired today, so I was going to give her a break.

Though the rear palace, it wouldn't be colorful if you just slept.

"Is it true! I'll put you to bed, but your brother won't be next door, and I'll be just as angry with you if you do a boring och."

"No, of course I'll sleep with you"

Sherry is sharp. Have you read my complexion?

It doesn't mean we won't sleep together, but I'm pretty sure for a moment I thought I'd call someone else to mislead me.

"Sleeping with you means sleeping with you."

"Ah, well, it's a reward, so I'm going to answer your maximum request..."

I know what you're thinking on the inside, and that's what Shelley means because she rubs her body against me.

To that extent, it would be good.

"Could it also be a monument"

"Fine, but I need you to hang out with me one more time."

I don't know what a monument is, but I can't understand why I'm asking. "Is there a monument too - eh," Shelley said blushing her cheeks.

You can like it, but it might be bad if you overshadowed it and made it sleep deprived.

I'm gonna call Shelley and tell her I'm gonna take a bath and let her change into some new clothes.

Naturally, the arr came with the bassa bassa feathers winged, but I say not to go into the rear palace. I need to be careful, because no one can complain because they are scared by the maids and the castle's guards, and they also come in free passes to the rear palace.

But if you think about it, Dragon Maiden and Archbishop Homo and the others, they're getting free passes.

Our rear palace security system, what the hell is Gabagaba...

"Fair enough Zo, speak up when the brave go to the next fight. Because if you keep up with your journey, you should have a chance to make it a fait accompli at all costs, Na."

"I appreciate you buying my escort, but you don't stand a chance like that."

Cheating is every time.

I already have seven wives, and I feel like I'm losing both my affair and my shit, but I still have to pull the line properly.

Even Gabagaba's security system is better than not.

"Um, brother. He asked me to run errands."

"Yeah, I mean, well, I'm gonna cool off in the bath, you know, hang out a little bit."

I'll take Sherry and walk straight to the outer leaf outhouse behind the rear palace.

"This is the mansion where His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Princess of Germania live."

"That's right. Shelly wants you to look at Elizabeth every once in a while because she'll be free to come and go here in the future."

Eliza's playmate.

I've been thinking, isn't it appropriate around Shelley at first?

Of course, I'm not asking you to be a playmate.

Shelly is thirteen, and she's five years older than Eliza, so it would be just fine if you treated her as your sister. We're both smarter than we are, and we're forced to go around doing adult stuff, so we're in a similar position, so maybe we can talk.

"Really, Your Highness Elizabeth...... You do need to adjust your sister's position so she doesn't wear it."

"No, you're not talking about that, you're purely a player..." What are you doing, Twitter, if you think you can hear the sound of strings "

A Notenki court musician was forced to float a large boat in a really small pond in the outer leaf outhouse, screaming a brave march with a full grin.

She is a long-haired, curly twitter with long honey colours, who is twenty-four years old but only looks like a little girl in her appearance and words and deeds.

"Yes, with a poetic thought"

"I know poetic thoughts, but I don't see floating boats"

I brought this boat somewhere.

"Excuse me, excuse me, Master Takel! Because Twitter is really..."

"No, it's okay, Eliza. I don't mind if you want to play, but I'm not making my eight-year-old look sorry, Twitter!

Twitter will apologize first. I forgive you.

"Because if poetry comes to mind, you can't help it! It's the image of these songs. The pond is too small for that. It's supposed to be a scene where a fleet of brave men march through the Seylan Sea. Ugh!

"Reverse guile, order more... you're amazing"

Zitter rang a string with Zhaan.

Using that sound as a signal, the boat flows to the other shore. I wondered what kind of trick it was, and Eliza was just pulling the rope as she fumbled to the sound.

Twitter, seriously, what are you doing to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess?

How did this happen when he was so loyal that he joined the Death Squad and went to the Imperial Castle to rescue him?

"Dude, where are you going? Come back..."

I'm not coming back, so I rush around to the other shore.

It seems poetic thoughts are coming down on Twitter, the story didn't work anymore. Uh, no. I'm just scratching my janjang strings, saying it's not even this one. A brave song is fine, but welcome the guests, court musician.

"For now, Eliza. There's someone I want to introduce you to, so come down."

"Yes...... sorry about our musicians every time"

No, Eliza's not bad, so you don't have to apologize, but shouldn't you think about treating your people a little bit more?

Twitter is a courtroom musician in the Orthodox Germanic Empire, so I'm not even complaining.

"Well, no, let the music idiot go. Uh, this girl is Shelley. It's our slave girl..."

"I am your brother's sister, Her Royal Highness the Grandmother Elizabeth. Please know."

Shelley holds up the hem of her skirt and breaks her leg for a manipulative meeting. She remembers all the courtroom rituals.

I think it's just the right thing to do with Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess.

"To Master Takel, your sister came, didn't she? But a slave girl?

"Uh, yeah. Shelley's my slave girl, my castle treasurer, and she's like my sister-in-law."

At some point, I wonder how to explain that Shelley is set to be my sister.

I'm not sure why this is happening. While I'm calling Shelley my sister with the intention of playing, I have the feeling that at some point she's been officially set up in the castle.

Shelley, a mathematical genius, works vigorously as a castle treasurer at this age.

I have to cross with the reformist bureaucrats serving Dr. Lyle on a budget compromise, so he's using my sister's position well.

If you're my sister, though, you'll have foil.

Shelley is smart (cheat), so she is trying to strengthen her voice by contacting Chancellor Nicolas and securing the position of my sister.

"If you're Takel's sister, Mr. Shelley's like a sister to me."

"No, you're my sister there. Think about it at your age."

Eliza isn't sure what to say sometimes either.

Shelley also said, "I'm your brother's sister, but I wonder if Eliza will be your sister... eh, but in this case, which? I wonder if it's in order, or age......" or snapping with bumps.

I don't think it makes any deep sense, because it's what the kid says.

Simply sister is fine, sister.

"Well, we're meeting today. You must be bored, so I hope you'll talk to some of the people in our castle."

"Then once in a while, Takel's wife will come and see you."

"Really? I asked Sharon to give a shit."

"You're just funny, aren't you? Especially Master Steriana."

"Oh, I hope you're not too close to Leah"

"Really? Steriana tells us a particularly rare story."

That's why it's so bad. Leah, even Eliza gets contaminated. That is an obstacle to emotional education. Shelly, who was pure, started saying something about her sister because of Leah.

It would be nice if the walls were removed and we could get along, but it would be a matter of degree. And the rear one is in trouble because it goes far beyond the extent.

"Well, Shelley makes an occasional face, too, and she's always in the castle at work, so if you feel like it, meet her."

"Yeah, I'd love to, I'll let you go"

Eliza said so in a childless awe-inspiring manner.

Sometimes I wish I was old enough to look behind me.

Zitter is ringing a Janka Janka string with one foot on the edge of the boat apparently the goddess of poetry has come down.

I was in too much shape, I almost fell off the boat and fell. It's amazing how the melody of prestigious strings continues, groaning "groaning," and still not stopping hands.

Eliza and Zitter wish they had added it up and divided it by D......

Though Twitter, who hasn't thought about anything but music in a heartbeat, isn't innocent or anything like that anymore.

"Yes, in the sense of deepening rapport, will Eliza come to your stay too"

Shelly, who had been talking to Eliza intimately for a while, started saying that.

I've been looking forward to staying in the rear palace so much, and Eliza's gonna invite you with her and all that. That's the utmost welcome.

"Is this a sleepover party"

"Yeah, we can set your brother free for the night in the back of the house bed. How would you like to join Eliza? We'd like to invite you specially just this once."

That's what I hear, Eliza is making her face bright red to her ears.

Something seems to be wrong.

"Ko, is it the rear palace... I'm a little unsure. Isn't it a little early for us yet?"

"Don't worry. This event is going to feel reassuring and soft to Beginners."

What are you talking about?

I suddenly whispered and the two of us talked to Gonyo Gonyo. Well, we're getting along, I guess.

When I got out of hand, I was listening to the music that Twitter kept playing.

I wonder if it's because you're from Germania, the bounce that I said prestigious but only strings make you feel brave is a bit like Wargner's ride on the Valkyrie.

I'm not very familiar with classics.

It boasts a wide repertoire of songs ranging from mellow to high-tension and lets improvise a melody close to the famous songs in history I know, so I guess Twitter is an amazing musician.

There's nothing I can do to make the Crown Grandmother care, though she's not suitable for court musicians.

Maybe Zitter is also a kind of genius (cheat). The talent is not of any use.

Twitter, who wouldn't even care what his talents are, plays a concert (on-stage) that I'm the only one listening to while distracting his honey-colored hair on a boat floating in a pond.

I guess this is fine with this girl because she seems happy in person as long as she plays the instrument.

It was night and it was time to sleep in the rear palace.

Until just now, the two of us looked up to see whether the golden leaf was a brilliant, large chandelier or a gold edged pillar was unusual. "It's a good job," "This kind of thing is not even in Imperial Castle," etc.

When I stepped on the floor with her, the girl told me to wait in bed alone for some reason because she was ready.

I laugh bitterly at what a surprise it is, but Eliza, who is enjoying herself and consulting with Shelly, smiled so I decided to make her like it.

I'm going to stick with anything because I'm going to reward Shelly anyway.

I thought... but when I saw Shelly and Eliza coming out under the lights illuminated by the chandelier, I screamed.

"Shelly, I'm putting something on you!

Shelly and Eliza were in underwear.

It's not normal underwear, I don't know what that is... I wear it when Caroline and Leah thrive, I referenced a thin book in Arthama Church, the...

"It's jerky underwear, how about it, brother"

"How about that!

To me, Shelly still only looks like a child, but she can be considered a mysterious beautiful girl if pretended beautifully.

Silver hair with thin, clear pigmented skin. A thin red cloth that completely abandons its function as underwear with fine lace that looks transparent, with only a few important places hidden, makes Shelley's youthful body look slutty.

More than naked, it's pretty fancy, so I had something to stick up to. That's probably why I yelled at you to mislead that feeling.

Looking at my reaction like that jiggly, Shelley turned against her tiny breasts covered in thin cloth and snorted with a nymphomaniac laugh in a good mood.

"Um, Master Takel. Doesn't it suit me?"

"Eliza... it's too soon. That's what I wear when I grow up, so I'm in trouble if it suits me right now."

Eliza is turning bright red to her ears, shrinking her body in embarrassment.

It's a good thing you have girly shame, but I also feel like that's a big mistake because at Eliza's age you're shy of knowing what this fancy underwear means.

Really, what is this...

In this world, panties and bra shales are luxury in themselves. These silk panties with exquisite lace are so precious that they are paired with gems of the same weight. Why do you have small size porn underwear that Shelly and Eliza can wear?

"I put this battle underwear budget through. That's when I negotiated mine for you to make, too. There's no drain."

"I wanted you to pull out there"

Eliza's underwear seems to be Sherry's spare, not the one prepared.

They didn't have the size, and as soon as I walked, my sulli and panties fell off.

"Cah!"

In a hurry, Eliza pulls up a thin, missized red cloth with her hands.

Oh, he looks stumped and about to cry. Because I try to wear something I'm not used to.

"Ugh..."

With your moist eyes, don't stare at me.

No, you don't have to crouch down and hide your body, because you haven't seen it with your naughty eyes.

In the first place, you had a bath with me the other day. Why are you so shy there? If you're shy, it's gonna be some weird air. Are you doing this on purpose?

All I have to do is get stunned and stick myself in bed.

What am I supposed to do when an eight-year-old is shown wearing battle underwear?

I don't know what to look like at a time like this.

"So now, brother, we'll both be dealing with night games"

"Ha, you can do whatever Shelly wants anymore"

I decided not to go into the night games.

Shelley knows the limits because she's not stupid like Leah.

Seeing you exaggerate with three fingers, you're probably joking about it. Sometimes the place is a backyard bed, and that's what we're gonna do. Doing adult imitations was though childish play.

I also feel endlessly bad about Eliza's still young emotional education, but there's nothing more I can do about it beyond this period.

I'm also bad that Shelly's rephrase of a sleepover party tricked me into inviting her to the rear palace to Eliza. It's just about going to bed anyway, so I decided not to care anymore.

I tried not to think about the ethically unfavorable thin cloth cut Shelley was wearing, blowing out the lights and then going into the floor.

Shelley's rubbing over, so I'm gonna stroke Sarah's hair to comb with my hands.

I think it might have stretched a little too far. Shelley is somehow, but the shortcuts look better. It would be more convenient to be short because I leave you alone until you get bossy when you are busy.

"Shelly, maybe it's time to cut her hair."

"Whoa, that's your brother's cute little prick."

"Kitakore is Sherry. You should really think about dating Leah."

"Sorry I bit you"

Something's mixed up and subtly wrong. Even though I don't know what this means, I'm just saying it, it feels ugly...

You guys are turning and reading the thin book Leah brought in.

It's too late to pay attention, but be careful because some books aren't supposed to be read at your age yet.

Arthama Church says it's forbidden to have a negative impact on the outside world. Well, that's something to tell Leah.

"Ha, so what am I supposed to do?"

"Your brother doesn't have to do anything."

"Eh, you wanted me to do something. I was going to hang out with you today, to the best of my ability."

"I'm sorry if I put too much strain on you. I know how hard it is for your brother, so it's enough for me to stay with you for one night."

"... you"

"Brother, it would be painful if you held me so hard"

Don't tell me you're cute after you mess around.

It was after they surprised me or frightened me, and something came hollow.

"But something about being lowered or raised, it's like I'm totally hooked during Shelley's surgery"

"Oh well, have you noticed any maneuvers to make gaps and increase your liking? Neither have I."

Shelley laughed like a jerk, but she felt it in the dark. There's really no way to tell a rush like that, so it's a sherry joke.

I'm gonna shake this guy and his soft cat hair.

"Hey Shelly. You don't have to grow up in front of me. Keep your head rested once in a while."

"Master Takel says that to everyone!

Eliza lying behind me slapped me in the back with a knock. It hurt a little.

Why is that a disgruntled tone?

"That's right. It's your brother's oral tech, so now all our slave girls are dropped."

"Huh, you're a bad guy"

Eliza and Shelley laughed at me for couscous on the left and right, and I felt kind of annoyed, but eventually laughed with them without laughing bitterly.

Damn, if a good adult was teasing and flirting with a kid, there wouldn't be a stand-up.

Our shitty little girls. Too brilliant (cheat), not very much, but no match for mouth.

Do you see as much as you tease me? That's why I'm an adult, so I don't care enough to hang out with other loving children.

With the intention of rewarding Shelley, this day's stay became a precious night to sleep in peace.

Maybe I'm just trying to protect the adults, but the truth is, the kids are just helping me.

The next day, I got back a reply to a letter I was putting out to King Bandit Wake.

There it says only, 'Meet me at the Bull Sale, capital of the Principality of Transhvania'.

That's what Wake said. I guess what I'm looking for is there.

After a long break, I decided to leave to come to a new battle.