Maou Reijou no Kyouiku Gakari

Forsaking his dignity, he let go of a word to make Isna realize what his weapon was.

"Hey, what are you talking about... all of a sudden..."

However, I am slightly confused by the pull feeling that it did not reach the person of the moment well.

I hide it so that I protect that chest with my arms, which I usually try to show off, whether they were ashamed to say Isna the boulder that I was told straight away.

"Don't you see..."

"You don't get it. Yikes, all of a sudden it's talent with big breasts... or something..."

"Well...... then change the better a little. You're the best of the sisters... No, I've never seen a woman more colorful than you in my age!

I said that with my hands on my shoulders, staring firmly into those dark green eyes again.

Out comes out, tight tight as well as a balanced body as if it were a statue made by God or the devil.

Whether it's a mother concession or every single thing she does has a troubling glow that only seems natural.

The colour is not that of a girl under twenty.

"Well, is that... could it be... inviting... of?

I thought you were confused, and now you're blushing and asking me that.

Even such behavior has the luster that a concurrent man is likely to make reason disappear.

"No."

"Then what is it!

"That colour is what makes you so talented."

"Oh no! Such a talent! I'm like those kids, too!

Start wasting time again.

But no matter how much I say it, it's a no-go.

"Isna, you're a dreamer"

Keep your hands on your shoulders, and now I'll talk to you gently in a whispering tone.

"What's wrong with that? Gu..."

"Do you know the alias in the dreamer's human world...?

Earlier than an alias, that name might be more famous in the human world.

"I don't know... Gu..."

"Succubus."

"Oh my god!!!

He rambles again and pounds my body with both hands.

I'm going to send a hand gesture that the sisters I'm training in the square are going to turn their gaze on this one, but they're going to be fine.

"Look, I'm here... it's important to stimulate the instincts of the other person in the magic of mental interference that the dreamer uses. I mean, your colour can be a huge weapon."

When the dreamer takes vitality away from the target, especially the opposite sex, it almost decides to enter the subject's passion.

It is for the organism, it is one of the most rooted desires, nothing more than because of the large gap that goes into it.

"No, I don't think so. Gu..."

Isna is now ashamed to look like a maiden to her habit of wearing clothes that have exposed her shoulders and chest to a large extent from time to time.

You don't seem to know that that kind of gap with appearance will tickle your manhood again.

"Isna, colour tricks are also a fine combat technique if combined with the characteristics of a dreamer. There's nothing worse than Sun's body technique or Fem's magic."

"Really...?

"Definitely. I promise."

"If so..."

I thought I stopped crying, and now I start letting them play with my fingertips in mojo and embarrassment.

"What?

"If you can teach me a lot by hand... I'll do my best too..."

"That's no good"

"Why not? Whoa!

"No, that's ethically natural."

Answer without a second thought.

Naturally, you can't do anything that puts your hand on a godchild.

That is nothing more than inappropriate guidance on the matter.

If they find out about that, they'll kick you out again.

"Then how am I supposed to learn! Hey, I don't know what to do if they say anything about color tricks!

He starts calling me pounding on my body again.

Even if I told that mother to learn, she wouldn't listen to me at this rate.

Inevitable, do we have to rely on him...

"Okay, then follow me"

"To? With?

"Fine."

Grab that hand and pull it inside the mansion.

The destination is his room.

That guy would definitely have some informative material.

"Hey, hey... where are you going?

"Put it on and you'll see."

He walks to the back of the mansion, holding Isna's hand.

You're nervous, I can see a little sweat seeping through those soft, supple hands.

"This, bring me this far back... What the hell... Ha!? In my mouth oh he said... but maybe... bring me into a room where no one is using me... Eh, eh..."

I thought you were angry or crying. Now you're a nigga.

But I'm sorry, but nothing like what this guy's thinking will ever happen again.

That's how we get to the room where we want to be.

"That... here..."

"Hey, are you there?

Knocking on the entrance door, he calls toward the inside.

At this hour you should be just finishing your morning cleaning and taking a short break.

"Enough. What is it?"

"Hey, sorry about earlier in the morning."

I greet Lino, the beast man with peachy body hair and cat-like ears, who came out with the door open.

"Is that it, Master Frey? What's the matter, sir?

I just wanted to ask you a favor.

"Maybe... if you crawl at night, it's called crawling in the morning!? No! No, you can't! No matter how much my tail grew from, I couldn't sleep wondering! I smell a little sweaty right now, and I'm not ready yet, and I have a sister."

All of a sudden I go into one world and start talking to Peppa about what I got wrong.

"Calm down. Don't worry, nobody's interested in you."

"Terrible! So, what can I do for you? Is this a cleaning request?

I thought the solitaire had subsided, and now I'm unexpectedly dealing with it calmly and things are going crazy.

No, it's about Istana.

"... hey, what the hell are you doing at Lino's"

"Just wait."

Suppress suspicious Isna.

"Is that it? Isna was there, too? Good morning."

"Yeah... Good morning."

In response to Lino's greeting, Isna returns it with a little eating.

And then, slightly, he moved to hide behind me.

Maybe I'm a little bad at Lino.

I do feel incompatible with you personally......

"What's the favor?

"Oh, to Isna -"

Communicate the requirements in your ear so that it only sounds like Lino.

He said he needed the boobs you had as teaching materials to teach Isna how to color tricks.

"Oh, I can't believe such a bump... Wow, I don't have one...? Because she's a healthy maiden... such a poor thing..."

Just get it out of here.

"Mottenai, Watashiranai"

Swimming his eyes, he starts talking in a catacotto.

I have a lot of bad lies.

I thought so from the content of the conversation the first time I met him, but as expected, this guy has an example bump. That's a lot, too.

"Don't worry, if you let me out here, I'll keep my mouth shut on Rosé"

"Ho, is it true...?

"Oh, I wouldn't lie that boring"

Take the deal.

If you refuse, the only thing that will hurt is over there.

The lead is on my side.

"Wow, I get it. Then come in..."

A light deal is concluded.

Then lead Isna into that room, who is very quiet as instructed.

The interior is cleaned up beautifully with few things, as opposed to the impression it receives from its Lord.

I thought it was surprising, but speaking of which, this guy was a cleaner, so it's more natural.

"Then why don't you let me out the bump quickly..."

"I get it... I'm already pushing..."

With that said, he begins to probe under the bed as he kneels on the ground and pulls his cat-like tail and hairy feet.

"Hmm... hey"

And then they drag out the larger container.

"What kind of guy would you like...? The fashionable brain breaking system?

"... no, it's fine because it's normal"

Oh, my God. The brain breaking system...

You're a little concerned.

"Normal... normal... that's a pretty hard choice..."

"And for women, please."

"That's enough, Roger that."

"Hey... what are you talking about? What's a bump?

Isna asks with a strange look on her face if she can no longer wait in silence for the boulder.

"Well......, you'll see"

At first glance, I know what that is.

"Normal... for women... Well then... this is it"

That's what Lino says. He takes a book out of the container.

On its cover it says Big Big Big and 'Midwinter Night Succubus' in a suspicious typeface.

"Yes! Dear Isna, please deliver!

And with a nostalgic smile, Lino handed it to Isna, which is clearly unhealthy.

"Please, what is this... a book?

Isna opens inside, suspiciously receiving the book.

And then I scrolled through the page with the pepper, and I checked the contents...

My face turned bright red all of a sudden as if I had caught fire.

"Nah, nah! What the hell is this?

"What a horny book you want."

Lino returns it with a queasy look that just says what's wrong with Isna, who hastily turns her face bright red about the color of Anna's hair.

"I don't want that!

"But Master Frey told me to get it out... Could that be the kind of play?

"No. No, I'm not."

I don't have such a bad taste.

"Hey, what the... this..."

Isna has dropped her gaze on the flicker and the book one more time since just now, while showing confusion that includes slight anger.

I don't hide my intrigue at all, even when I'm a lot of age.

"So you learn to be passionate."

"J.J., passion...?

"That's right. Lust."

"Master Frey, you're telling me something serious."

Lino makes tea from the side, but I'm serious.

A novel that depicts men and women and their finesse about it naked.

It's definitely inappropriate, but given the fact that it teaches uber-dreamers, there should be no more material.

Sometimes flexibility enough to deviate from the norm is also important for education.

"Because this... this..."

Isna continues to read it with a smudge and trembling.

I'm not sure what kind of emotion you have, but the black tail is rougher than I've ever seen before.

"Hey, hey... lino...? What does this mean?

Isna keeps her gaze fixed on the book and makes a slight gesture toward Lino.

"Mm-hmm. Which one is it?"

"What is this, this... this...?

"Uh, that's right. Let me show you something."

It explains something so loud that Lino can't hear me in Isna's ear.

I wonder what the hell you're describing, but let's not even ask him here in his honor.

"Oh, you do that!?

"It's a mochi."

"So... is this...?

"It's... it's a man's pleasure, a woman's pleasure."

"Ugh, you're lying...?

"This is still an introductory part."

"And I can't believe... I can't believe there was a world like this..."

Isna and Lino are having a pleasant conversation with each other waving their tails in excitement in front of each other.

Initially I thought Isna seemed to be bad about Lino, but the horse might actually fit surprisingly.

"Well, I'll be back. I'll take care of it later."

"Huh? Oh, I understand. Dear Isna, how about this way?

"Doh, which!?

"It's this series..."

Leaving Isna obsessed with me without realizing I was leaving, I gently exit the room.

Then he returned to the square feeling refreshed after giving good instruction.