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 -

This happened around the end of the storm cleanup, from both Jog and Alstromeria.

When so many personalized residents gathered inside, the personality and relationship between people was the catalyst, making a difference for each.

It turned out to be a far-fetched cut. Let's get down to business.

For them it was skinship, just an extension of life.

But that doesn't happen to some people. Especially for Jog and Liselli.

They should already be living together, but we still see little progress in the relationship.

For both of them, the sight was too radical and enviable.

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"Ah... ahhhhhhhhhhh... ♪ Mr. Ars, no, no..."

"Huhuhuhuhuhu... here? Is this a good place? Not at all, Mr. Ku is not surprisingly sloppy..."

After noon that day, there was a sweeter, more glossy chirp than the tailoring room.

It's when the majority of people are paying out to the field to farm, cut and repair the barricades damaged by the storm. You'll be lucky the kids didn't ask.

"It is... With so many holes, it's hard - ugh, ugh, ugh... eh?! Hey, you can't do that, Mr. Ars...... oh, hiuuuuu!?

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Does this feel so good, guff, guff...... And it's beautiful...... Mr. Ku is my goddess!

Though the voice is strangely colorful, the two of them have not done anything else naughty.

Alstromeria put Sister Cookles' head on her lap, it was a beautiful white cloth, she was just cleaning her ears.

Of course, the ears of those who have increased with the extra help of Zaga.

"Ha, ha... Ugh, it's ticklish, Mr. Ars"

"Don't run away, let me hear more about your beautiful saezuri. Look, we need to clean up here..."

"Hih!? Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no."

"Huff, huff... I feel like I'm free for the first time since I've been here, Coo. Whoa!

You two can always do this on your own. I just wanted to say, someone was watching it.

Yes, it is. Jog and Liselli were glancing at the two of them from outside the room.

In any case, the site is a tailoring room, blind but highly skilled in sewing. Liseri is also one of the workplaces.

I witnessed something drastic, and the two seemed to solidify for a while.

"So, let's get back out... Dining room, so, hey, how about some tea..."

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It was unbearable air from the jog.

So I whispered and held the move, but Liseri doesn't move from there. He was listening with some enthusiasm and clarity.

"Liseri, this is just an earring... Both of you, as weird as that...?

"... Shh. I, more... Oh, yeah, I'm not mistaken about anything..."

Where I had sharp sensing abilities, if I told you, Liseri is a color mess.

I had encountered with my favorite Mr. Jog in the unexpected scene, which was heightening my sensitive maiden heart.

"Look at that... That's how it is..."

"Ah... Mr. Ars, don't show me that... I'm embarrassed that you're so better-looking..."

Of course I'm talking about earwax.

But from the blind Liseri, that may not have sounded quite so.

"Right, hey Mr. Jog... really, ear cleaning, what is it...?

"Well, that's settled, no matter where you look from, it's just an ear cleaning..."

When one ear was finished, Ars pulled the cloth in and woke up Cookles.

"Look, I'll do the other side, too, Mr. Coo."

"Thank you ♪ I'm sorry every time, it's still hard when I do it myself..."

I fell asleep opposite that Cookles would come in the way I was used to.

On the knee of the princess Halcyon, she turned to the front of her face over her belly.

"You're dirty here, too. I'll let you in then..."

"Ha, no... Nice to meet you, Mr. Ars... Ha ha!?

From there, the ahead remains the same as earlier.

Gently to avoid damaging sensitive organs, Ars has been cleaning cat ears.

"Mr. Jog, on the other side, on the other side, what... eh"

"Well, that's why we're talking about ears."

"So... Mr. Jog, too, is that voice, is it coming out...? I, Mr. Jog, want to..."

"Oh, hey, you don't have such an eclectic voice... eh"

Jog said no once with confusion.

But Liseri is sharp. As much as that wasn't a real rejection, I seemed to know.

"But I want to... No, is that...?

"Oh, hey... but hey, I'm trying to look at you..."

"Are you afraid to leave your ears to the blind...?

"That's not true. It's just a little resistant... hey, it's probably heavy."

Jog, isn't it good for something other than ears?

On Liseri's thin legs, your big head and thick neck, though they may certainly not match.

"Huh, Kimochi is good."

"I have a secret weapon for Mr. Ku."

But then again, a sweet voice sounds out of the room, and the gaze of the two returns to peek.

Now you can see, Cookles' cat ears were rubbed with a small brush.

"Caught in the itch, hmmm... more, please"

"It's good to hear that word. That sketchy guy had a head down he didn't even want to lower...!

"Oh, to Mr. Barney...? Mm-hmm, kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

That was a wooden brush that Bernie made me make.

It's spring now, so when the brush goes back and forth, the hair falls out of Cookles' cat ears. I know, that feels good again.

"Ooh, that sounds a little, no, it feels pretty good..."

"I want you to." I always wanted to give it to you, but I didn't have the courage... "

Shall I order from Barney too?

Or it's not a bad idea to have Anne, the sculptor, make silver quail.

"Then do me a favor tonight."

"Tonight...... Okay, after you take a bath, good luck..."

"Why are you getting a bath out there?!? Ah..."

At last, they noticed it because of Jog's shouting.

Ars must have had the consciousness to stay on track and do whatever he wanted. They said it was solidified. Cookles was the only thing that was natural.

"Oh, welcome back, Liseri. Ha, it's hard to lose hair, Mr. Jog... This is itchy, itchy..."

"Ooh, I don't really like that because I'm a wild oak."

Wearing a ragged fur, Jog turned a blind eye.

It doesn't change the fact that I was sneaking a peek at the two people raising their sweet voices.

"Liseri, would you like to use this later?

"Yes, why not!? Lend it to me, so give me Mr. Jog, give me Mr. Jog...!

"Oh wow, you'll never make such a cute voice out of it!?

Liseri said.

He said the appearance of two daring skinships in nature was an enviable reference.

I envy you, too.

I would also like to borrow that brush and ask Patia to get some winter hair.

It's about that kid, so he's going to take care of his missing winter hair for the rest of his life, and he's about to get lost...