Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Ah. Hey, brave man, you made it!

"Sorry. Wrong"

After work, we went back to the two bedrooms - so far, but - Yut.

But I was picked up, which I didn't expect, and I immediately closed the door. Needless to say, it was because I felt a sense of crisis at the state of the inexorable acorn, and the decision was so right.

"Come in."

"Yes."

But whether or not that is allowed is a different story.

He is taken by Acorn, who opened the door earlier than Yut walks away, and steps indoors again. Like the accused who are about to be tried.

Yut looks over the bedroom again.

In the bedroom, but no one in the bed. On the contrary, they are being driven to one corner to secure space.

Cushions for four people were placed on the floor, at the centre of which was also a brief knob of cheese and other drinks. Looks like they were sitting in a car seat and having a girls' party with alcohol.

The same thing happened when I returned from heaven, but the atmosphere felt different from then.

Acorn, who tries to take him there, dresses appropriately in his bedroom.

The roomwear called shorts to the top of the v-neck with the top and bottom aligned in grey is certainly bold, but for spending time with your fiancée in the bedroom, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

With a soft smile, Valtrude is a familiar silk nightgown. Whenever, no matter how many times, good things are good.

And the third Arcia is taking off her crimson eyelids and revealing her dark brown eyes. This alone should be quite bold for her consciousness, but the costume she was wearing was more adventurous than that.

There is nothing notable about the form resembling a white piece, but it appears transparent depending on the addition or subtraction of light, and the ideal - from a man's point of view - line of the body is emphasised irresistibly.

Below the chest was a decorative string, with three buttons open up to two. There was a charm in contrast to the cuteness of the lace covering the chest.

The only thing staring at them like that is Yut.

Only Yut, the man who can see them like that.

But immersing myself in that happiness was a difficult situation.

"Uh, what kind of gathering is that?"

If my wife and fiancée rolled a bunch of bottles of booze in a crowded room, it would be a tribute. I only have a bad feeling.

"If you say... Yeah, it's a friendly party."

"'Cause it's tiny."

Yuut returns the word of denial instantly to Valtrude, who speaks frankly.

Acorn's eyes sit still, and Arcia is smiling off her crimson eyelids. That can't be just a rapport. There must be no.

"We won't make a difference. Yeah, I'm not drinking. Don't worry."

"I'm relieved there..."

"Sa, brave man. Sit down, sit down."

"No..."

"Sit down."

"Yes."

You can't beat a crying child and a drunk.

It was no use turning against him, Yut lowered his back on a cushion placed on the floor of his bedroom.

"Hmm. Really, what a gathering."

"Drink."

Question presented again.

Acorn, however, did not answer, offering a glass of bold iron (crystal iron). No, not exactly, like I've been pushing you.

Its longitudinal glass is lined with white wine.

Turning away from it, my smooth white legs jumped in - I ended up receiving them out of hindsight.

"You don't drink like this."

"Yut kun"

"Mr. Arcia!

Unlike the unusual acorns to see, Arcia may still be decent.

Staring at Arcia's dark brown eyes to rinse......

"You're late, aren't you?

The hope was shattered.

"I'll have it."

I can't drink it, but I don't want to drink it aggressively.

This amount was quite harsh for Yuut, who has been moderately distant from alcohol that way.

Still, the Great Mage (Arch Mage) drinks up at once, feeling the flattering glance from Valtrude.

Read the air. Very, very important.

"Puha......"

In an instant, his face becomes red and he realizes that his palpitations have become faster. It would fit right in, but my head fluttered just a little.

That was a brilliant proposition.

"Yeah?"

I wasn't sure what they said.

That was also because I could not instantly determine which proposal they were referring to.

"In the last arena."

"Oh. Yeah, that one"

I was aware that Acorn was hoarding his emotions on the matter. And yet, you mean you blasted your follow-ups behind you?

Makes me want to beat myself up that was floating about having a child.

Moreover, in order to express its dissatisfaction, Acorn even borrows the help of alcohol.

"Acorn......"

Let's apologize.

I don't know if you can forgive me, but that's where we start.

That moment when Yut tried to correct his residence and open his mouth.

"Honestly, I left it."

Dissatisfaction also erupted from Alcia.

"Sure, I was worried about Val, and I sent Yut out thinking for Val. Yeah, it's my call."

With that said, Arcia poured wine into the glass at her discretion and sighed. The white throat moves smoothly and the fluid spilled from the edge of the mouth drips off.

"Well, if you drink it all at once..."

"Still, that development was unexpected"

No longer have I heard Yut's words or anything.

As cut the weir, Acorn and Arcia in their sleeping clothes utter words.

"I'm glad I fit in my ex-Saya."

"Right. Naturally."

"Besides, I don't want to stand out."

"Yeah. That's a little embarrassing."

The alternating flux of words does not allow intervention from the side.

Another dream of dreams, such as hitting on a relationship and taking it to this pace.

"But look, I feel loved."

"Sure. Still, there are parts of me that feel flattered."

"Right. You're a girl."

"My confession, it's so sweet."

What is going on with Valtrude? Yut was so caught up that he couldn't even afford to be sure of it.

Something, I have to tell you.

Pushed back by its agony and alcohol, Yut managed to break in between them.

"No, I don't think so. I'm glad you loved me, Arcia."

…………

Alcia suddenly turns to her true face and often stops moving.

However, it moved like it had been bounced and added white wine again.

"Brave man... Terrible kid."

"That was brilliant."

"What kind of assessment is that?"

I don't know why anymore.

I can't do it without drinking. Instead, Yut also drank the wine like water, knowing that it might be easier if he escaped to alcohol.

"Even to Zhuyin, I appreciate it, and I think it's bad to burden you with a lot of things. It's not like I can afford that much, either."

"I don't appreciate it. Specifically, how much?

"Whatever, I hope I made the same proposition I did to Val"

"Huh? That's a little..."

Even so, Acorn seemed happy.

"Now, don't listen to me... That's about it."

"Right."

"Right."

The two, smile, affirm.

"So, this story is over."

"Yeah, Yut's got a little smudge, too."

"Huh? Is that...?

Earlier the pungent atmosphere faded away lightly and the usual acorns and alusia appeared.

He seemed to have a bright illusion, and he didn't say a word.

"'Cause when we got together like this before, it felt like the four of us were gonna keep up the good work, right?

"I did... Uh? Uh. Huh?"

A little bit, the words come out, but they don't make sense.

"No. I didn't expect it to work this far."

"Yut seems weak when attacked"

Seeing Acorn and Arcia's expression of doing it, Yut finally understands everything.

"... Could that be an act now?

"Some of it was true."

"Right. About 40%."

"It was more than I thought! Sorry!"

Marriage works if a man gives in.

Yut had remembered the advice from his father and had acknowledged his correctness from the bottom of his heart.

In the meantime, this seems to mean hand-to-hand.

So relieved Yut, the last chase can be set up.

"By the way, Val suggested we do something about bed duty in the future."

I was wondering if you could give me Yut's views.

Two forward-looking people approaching with a meaningful smile.

Slightly sweaty, cheeks upbeat, eyes moist.

It's very difficult to shake off the temptation.

"For today, I won't do anything..."

Yes. Nothing...

"How about sleeping in the same room to make up for the lack of communication?

Valtrude, Acorn and Arcia and.

Yut's beloved wife and fiancées affirmed it not in words but in deeds.