Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from the demonic realm, but the most powerful daughter of mankind picked it up -

- (ΦωΦ)

This is a story that started late one night in the usual dining room and was nothing.

The day also overlapped with the examination of violin and harp, with Liseri's young and sober singing clinging to the castle.

This place exists outside the realm of man, surrounded by perilous borders, dangerous monsters and woods of wonder.

So we gathered at night to make a foolish noise, in order to forget only slightly or against the silence and darkness brought about by the night on the periphery of the demonic kingdom.

"Hmm... Huh... Nemu, it's coming, maybe..."

"Yeah, me too. But if I take a cool air outside, I guess I'll wake up. Oh, Carl, 'cause it's time for us to go home."

"Oh, see you later."

Since history we have lived in fear of the dark and the woods. That's still the same now.

Whether you knock down a tree, set up a house, light the lights and keep the darkness and the woods away, the darkness is staring this way from the shadow of the lamp. And I also feel like someone used to say it.

"Shall we go home, gentlemen, tomorrow?"

"Patia, if you're sleepy, you can stay in the castle."

"Uh-huh, Bunny Tan is, like, a treat, you know? Not good. Shit, Patia's coming with us."

If you're from the ground floor, the collapse of the old castle is close.

One line with Patia walks away from the dining room one foot away.

The moon, the stars and the darkness. They danced and walked in exchange for words and then stuck in their new home, which they had just been able to do.

"Mm-hmm, nice smell of wood...... I've only slept here two days, but I feel like I'm back."

"Oh, I was totally used to the life of the castle... but home is a good thing..."

"Yes ♪ And it seems like I'm happy and happy and excited that you two are going to be a family ~"

There's a comfortable environment there that smells like wood, unlike the stone old castle.

The castle is only a castle, not a place originally created for the purpose of spending time in abundance.

"Bunny, the cat has to rush, and the patia's gone, too, with me. I'm sorry."

"Patia, if you're a teacher, I'll be right back. If Clay doesn't make a mistake, it's a story..."

Spring nights are cool and refreshing, and the new bed made by Bernie and Cookles is warm.

The white, decolored Spider silk sheets comfortably touch Svethbe and the skin after bathing, and the futon made with a layer of cotton cloth gently envelops the owner, he said.

"Then, both of you, I'll be right back. I want to be cute... huh..."

"Oh, by the way, Patia, whose place are you sleeping tonight?

Patia isn't the only one sleepy.

When Rick took off his jacket and only wore it on his skin, the other two were also followed and took off their clothes and entered his own bed.

"This way, this way - Patia."

"Patia, Cookles is asking you out."

Then Gia and Cookles rewind their duvets and invite Patia.

No matter how much cloth you have, it's not enough. I just bought it from outside the inside and it was consumed as clothes, beds, duvets and towels.

"Eh, you're here because you're here, so let's sleep with me - Patia - eh"

"Hey, Patia, I'm your mom."

I cannot be my daughter's sister or my mother.

I realized their gentleness was nurturing Patia.

"Huh..."

"Yesterday... I really don't know."

Given Rick's character, you don't have to ask.

She has an understatement, so she didn't hesitate to invite Patia around.

"Right...... Okay, let's sleep together."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... Oh, well, it's warm."

Rick vacates the bed space for Patia and then gently wraps it in a duvet.

Rick told me later that there was no other child who would be happy to sleep with me.

"Oh, I lost."

"Ah. But if I were Patia, too, I might do it that way"

"Hey Gia... suddenly, what do you say..."

At that time, I heard you were in the mood.

Maybe you felt more maternal than Sister Cookles, looking defenseless with just your skin wear.

"Well, Gia, shall we sleep with Ku?"

"No, I'm fine with that!

Well, I was wondering if single beds are painful with tall Gia and adult Cookles.

"I went here. Until the cat comes back, let's blame him."

"That was good ~ ♪ But come to me too, Patia... eh"

"Cat, if you want to give up, I can... Phew... Patia, Nemu, be, come..."

Sleeping very fast, similar to me, was my daughter's big deal.

Needless to say, they had an affection for Patia, who even slept.

"It's bad for everyone in the castle, but it was busy and fun over there... apart from that, I hope we have our own place. Huh, calm down..."

"Yes, I know very well too ♪ It's a much better home than when I was in Lehm ♪

"Oh, and to Bunny, I have to thank you..."

Sister Cookles' residence at Lehm was the Borough family.

The dwellings in the Quarantine Ward are equally poor, and the Demon Army Orthodox housing situation is not good.

That's all they said. They were impressed with their new home itself.

"Ah, there's the question. This is bullshit, right? Who's Rick? You like Mr. Barney?

"Huh..."

"Oh, I hear that ~?"

Rick solidified into an unintentional Girls Talk.

It's an unusual thing to think about. If she had been in the Demon Army, she would have ended up kicking it off like a solid.

"Because we're close. But if I did, Mr. Tart wouldn't shut up!

"Wait, don't spread your delusions on your own..."

"Oh my God, it's going to be a training ground, a training ground ~. Oh yeah, well, then it's a land that God can't even see ~... what about Mr. Bunny making it both daughters ~?"

Sleeping is an art if you go that far.

What are you talking about, even if you were serving God...

"I'm Bunny's daughter-in-law...? That's no joke, I'm a samurai, I've never thought about that..."

"Then at this time, I should seriously think about it!? That's what Mr. Cookles thinks, isn't it?!

Rick is not someone who thinks about things around love.

I was having trouble with a suggestion I didn't even think about. No, by the way.

"Sooo..."

"That's Mr. Cookles asleep. Shh!

I'm not sure if it was the limit or if I pretended to sleep, but the beautiful sister who took off her monastic clothes said she had fallen asleep to fall.

"Are we going to bed?"

"Ugh, yeah... shall we... But, Mr. Bunny is a sketchy, feminine... but I think he's a good guy. After Master Ars."

"Hmm... right. Think about it a little bit."

"Oh, seriously... Huh?

"Gia told me to do that"

"I did say... Mr. Rick... I knew you were different..."

If Barney calmed down a little more, I wouldn't disagree either.

But by the time that guy settles down, he'll already be Yobo Yobo's grandfather.

Make it 42. It remains that personality, so I didn't think Barney's sketch and no maneuver would fix it for life.