Master’s Smile

"Master, it must be over"

It was, of course, under the master that Solgloss, who devastated the Grey Alliance, headed first.

For her, the place to return is the master himself.

Running over the bloody floor making a peppy noise, I look up at his face from right around the corner.

"(Ha fu...... Again, the master's face is soothing and it should not be pompous......)"

Sorgross put his hand on his dusty warmer chest and held it tight as it mattered.

On her race, her breasts shouldn't mean warmer, but she did experience warmth.

If the gentle smile of the master is turned on, even the calm and sedentary solgloss will thud his chest.

No, it's amazing how much you keep it down.

Laradi would have embraced it as a delight.

"Ah..."

The master calls me to stroke my head.

That alone makes Sorgross less dependent on his body like a funny-and-software organism.

It won't help if she does.

Instead, this is more or less what happens to members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkthilla).

I would only be able to stand as much as a coulin or leash that would make me feel stronger if I didn't manage to look impeccable.

"Oops...... I'm sorry."

The master gently hugs Solgloss's body, which is about to collapse.

In doing so, she replied with an extremely flat voice, but let's not tell her that her body was trembling in small pieces.

No matter how many masters and solgloss are loyal dogs, you can't say what you can't.

"Um, I'm fine. Awkward, not so soft that some people get hurt in their opponents"

The master asks me worryingly, so the solgloss plays a little with the joy of getting it to work.

In addition, the tension rises because they are even worried.

In the meantime, Solgros informs the master of his own safety.

In the first place, there is not even one attack from the enemy in this battle.

Rotating the neck 180 degrees beyond the operating area, extending the arm like an octopus saying it wasn't something you knew about joints or bones, deforming your hands and turning thin, beautiful fingers into bright blue murder instruments for torture officers, etc. are all things Solgloss himself did.

"Hmm? What is it?

As he strokes his head, the master comes to apologize.

To an apology I don't remember at all, Solgros leans no further than his head.

Apparently, the master is apologizing for letting her kill a member of the grey guild to which she belonged...

"... Huh? Oh, oh... I don't think so..."

Thorgross shows an attitude of thinking with his hands on his chin, but the master's worries are misplaced.

The master seems to think she pushed and killed her sad feelings and fought the Grey Guild men, but she's not heartbroken in any way.

Whether someone else is killing me, or putting my hands down, I'm not interested at all.

Then, when asked why not deny it sooner, it is because of the mixed personal feelings of Sorgross.

"(Wouldn't you be able to use this to get your master to fulfill some awkward request?

By temporarily joining Lucilles' guild, Solgros has already decided to get one wish for anything.

I'm just sorry if the other members of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla) found out, but Sorgross asked for more up there.

"(I'd rather have two than one)"

She grins at the face hidden in the cloth, nodding, yeah.

"Ugh...... Lord Reese... he was a good man..."

Sorgross swept through his eyes, and he collapsed.

It was a man named Reel who survived to the end, but he totally seems to have forgotten.

Instead, he puts out the name of the same guild brain muscle idiot (Reese), but the master doesn't seem to realize much about solgloss.

Finally, the fact that he was kicking the corpse that was nearby because he didn't like blood on his knees doesn't seem to be ripped off by the master either.

The master looks really worried about Sorgross.

Solgloss smiling like a nigga and a god under a cloth for its planned expansion.

If a paranoid Chevalt sees the current situation, which is unjustly caring for the master, he could really be killed.

Thorgross wasn't heartbroken either, but he got too much more than that.

"Ho, is it true...?

And Solgloss finally hears the word 'do anything' out of the master's mouth.

My face is already a full smile, but my sneak outfit helped erase that look.

Now, it's important to know what to do with that right...

"(What to do...)"

Solgros had no idea.

Originally, the loyal dog-tempered Sorgros did not assume in any way that they would demand anything from the master.

Unlike Laradi, she had no exclusive desire to make her master her own.

There is only one desire for her. It is to stare at the master from behind.

If that's even permissible, it's fine for Laradi to abduct and imprison the master.

Of course, if the master doesn't want it, he'll do everything he can to disrupt it.

However, as for Solgloss's request, it would be fine if he could keep an eye on the master from behind.

No matter where the master is, if she can watch all the way from behind, she's no happier than this.

So even if Laradi dares to operate R, he's going to miss it if he's going to take Sorgross to his place of detention.

Well, even though Laradi is aiming at kidnapping and imprisoning us alone, there's no way he's going to allow a third party, Sorgros, to get involved.

"I don't think so. In the meantime, I want to get out of this sea of blood."

The master laughs bitterly when he hears the words of Sorgross and so does that.

So far, there's something wrong with the two of us having a frantic conversation at the scene where so many dead people came out.

Quick, when you get out of the guild......

"Oh... it's not raining..."

The sky was more and more cloudy, pounding rain grains.

The crowd was extremely small, and those who were pompous walked with umbrellas.

Fortunately, no one seemed to see the scene coming out of the Grey Guild.

Also, I didn't have to have more bodies sinking in my guild.

"Hmmm..."

Well, sorgros worried about what to do.

She doesn't hate rain, but rather loves it.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with getting wet and walking, and there is no catch of cold.

Except for the master.

Though Solgloss is also sometimes seriously troubled with 'Is it because he is really human' once in a while, the master is human.

If you get hit by cold rain, you can catch a cold.

At that time, I'm going to nurse in many ways, but I'm probably going to be raided by other members for letting my master catch a cold.

That's a little cumbersome.

That's when the master pulled out a single umbrella from the umbrella stand that was at the entrance to the guild.

"Oh. Sure, it's not like it's a burglary because it's something they don't need anymore"

He was the master of pulling cheeks at the way Solgloss said it, but he didn't scold me because it was not a mistake, though.

Now there is no longer any solgloss concern.

The umbrella is obviously small and totally for one person, but she herself has no problem getting hit by the rain.

Instead, it's racially more pleasant to hit the water.

But the master comes in tilting his umbrella.

"Uh... it's going to be okay, Master. Awkward, don't catch a cold from the rain..."

He shakes his head left and right in a hurry, but the master doesn't give in as hard as Nico smiles.

If you keep saying no, you throw away your umbrella and walk wet yourself. Until the master says, the solgloss has finally broken too.

"You got it. We will definitely be with you."

Sorgross said so and entered next to the master sussssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.

The master, who nodded contentedly at her appearance like that, slowly began to walk with his umbrella in the rain.

"(uhm...)"

Walking in a rainy city for a while, Sorgros roared in his heart.

For her, a master is something to stare at from behind.

But now directly next to him.

I looked at the sides gutted, not in hindsight.

The disloyal pleasure of peeking into the master from behind has not been gained, but the master from the side gets his chest pompous and warm.

That was what had struck her in discord.

"(I didn't know you were so happy to see the master from the side...)"

Sorgross wandered small to unexpected emotions.

It's a boulder not to put that upset on the table, but if I take the cloth that's wrapped around his face, he'll have an out-of-the-box funny face.

"(But the awkward still get behind the master...!

Untransferable determination as a stalker.

I've been defending myself for years. That was rocking pretty big right now.

I look up to the master to consolidate my resolve.

"Mm..."

The master smiles gently and smiles back at me wondering what's wrong, so I do the solgloss and all the others act of distraction.

Ahead of letting his gaze slip, he had the shoulders of a master who was completely wet in the rain.

If you are a member of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), you should get yourself out of your umbrella now and keep your master from getting wet in the rain.

If members other than myself were in the same situation, they would think the same thing about Sorgross, who would be observing from behind.

But......

"... it's nothing."

Sorgross could not get out of the umbrella.

Instead, I decided to snuggle my body into the master's body.

If you do, your master's shoulders will be wetter than they are now.

The master asks me what's wrong, but Sorgross only darkens his grin and strengthens his ability to hold him.

I also push my reasonably fruitful chest, but now all I wanted to do was snuggle my body closer than that kind of greed and share the warmth.

"... Sometimes it's good to see the master from the side"

That's what Sorgros said, keeping his body tighter.

Two men and women walked through the city, using one umbrella to unite the shadows.