My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

Dropping off Lisse taking Trawl home with a hint of anxiety in her heart.

The instructors came as they cleaned up and waited after the whispering banquet they had opened.

Are the three of us still here...

I mean, we're all paying attention, and we're turning a lot of interest. I can ask how heavy one of these suspicions is perceived.

"- A rough look back at the flow so far"

Among the three people who arrived at the table silently, instructor Yorgo suddenly went into the audience of...

"We received a letter from our representative and leader, Weiss Levant, saying that Ayle, bring you to a designated location.

It doesn't say why.

But it's not hard to imagine that there's a reason for this, because it's unprecedented. "

Yeah, I think there's a good reason.

Because if it doesn't matter or trivial, the instructors just have to take their place.

But when I have to go...

Do you want me to see someone?

Or. I wonder if Weiss has designated a convenient place to meet.

"By the way, we also suspect that there has been your treachery… so-called betrayal.

It may be unintentional if you don't realize it, but there's more to hide now. "

There is betrayal, I suspect.

I mean, I can't take that off as one of the possibilities, you know.

Even if you're watching and watching.

Well, I had heard beforehand from instructor Solichka, who left an extra set of souvenirs at noon when it came to suspicion around there.

So it really feels even more so now.

I don't doubt it. - He looks like it. - He suspects it in the back, I suspect it. - Declare it to be blatantly suspicious. It's a difference in degree.

I haven't acted treacherously or betrayed you, so either is fine.

"-Ail. I heard from instructor Solitica, but you really don't have anything?

That was also asked at noon, but is again questioned by Instructor Evanesque.

"You don't."

Of course, my reply remains the same.

There's no way the fact that they asked me again can change.

"Okay. Let's talk about the future."

... Oh well.

I thought we talked fast about something, but you mean there's absolutely no veto.

"Will you hang out with me?" or "Will you come with me?" Or so you skipped that question, so it was quick.

That's the top instruction of the organization you're looking after. Then I have no right of veto.

- We met just a little bit about the future, and it was dissolved.

It should be noted that the statue of the evil god (true) that I was going to return was told to "keep it" and I ended up taking him back to the room without being able to say goodbye.

Lisse took Trawl home, and I brought back the statue of the evil god (true).

... There are going to be days when I won't be able to rest for a while.

Departure is in a few days.

The destination, the Great Empire.

His country seems to have some connection with the other day's carriage raid.

"- The Great Winter Empire is colder than Crozheit, so keep a proper winter support."

There is also the word of instructor Evanesque, who decides to keep it in place in the days leading up to departure.

I didn't know I'd have my next appointment as soon as I got home from Hydra's errands... what the hell.

- With the thought that, while being watched by the statue of the evil god (true), the night was even longer.

"... good morning"

The fatigue of the journey has healed completely, but I greet you with renewed hard work.

When you sleep and wake up, there's the statue of the evil god (true).

An evil statue by the pillow (true).

Nothing sleepless like this.

…………

I'm still floating today. Your eyes are glowing. And I'm looking over here.

- Fair enough. Stop taking it seriously and decently because your stomach is going to hurt if you care too much.

Let's just do the morning routine and have dinner.

Just like last night, the statue of the evil god (true) has you in the bag and hangs it on your hips.... while swallowing the fear that you will be cursed and unable to remove it.

It's also a surveillance of the instructors, but also to clear my innocence.

As things stand, it's also a lookout for me, so let's just be patient and carry it with us all the time.

Well, you're gonna have to be patient until we leave anyway.

If we leave, the instructor will accompany us all the time, so we don't need surveillance.

When I left the room wearing an item of curse (something that looked like it), a bright white, giant hairball entered my eyes at the end of the hallway.

It's silo cherolo.

She also appeared to have come out of the room cleverly open the door while remaining wolf-shaped, and headed to the stairs without looking back at me in particular.

I don't think she notices people's signs, so it would be a particular decision that I don't need to worry about.... Thinking about it, I don't even know how she feels about the wolves being easier. Because it stinks like a troublesome question or something.

I don't even run after him, but he moves as if to follow him on the silo cherolo because he's the same way to go - the door opened right around the corner.

"Oh? Ooh, Ayle. Good morning."

"Morning."

It was Florentine who came out. I guess she's going downstairs now too. The life cycle is pretty much the same, so you meet someone every once in a while in the morning or something.

"Hey, yesterday Berge..."

Florentine's words, which I almost said, disappeared into butt blushes - I opened my eyes with excitement.

"There's Shiro! Shiloh!!"

She ran towards the white hairball she saw at the end of the hallway. - Florentine is still doing well today.

Because he was just called out, Siroccarolo stopped and looked back.

And...

Doh.

"... Huh!?

Making a strong meat-pounding sound, Siroccarolo blew away.

Florentine jumped at me.

If you think it's some kind of pre-sighted sight, the situation goes hand in hand with the array that was stormed by the children yesterday when they returned to the orphanage.

I'm sure Siroccarolo, just like then, tried to take it with dignity.

It's pretty disappointing, though it's the right size.

However, the big kid assault there was just out of step in power.

"Cute! Cute!"

Being overthrown and stiffened with a face that only woke her head and amazed her amazingly, Siroccarolo was stroked around by Florentines with great momentum. Chest hair is all over the place!

Now I'm touching that chest hair, too.

Now that Shirokaero is stunned, why not?

Can't you reach it?

It was when I thought so.

"- Nah."

"- Hey, it's hard to walk, no more."

Even then, a close door opened and the two girls came out.

It was Trawl and Lisse who brought it home yesterday.

Or Lisse's room.

Trululu is entwined in Lisse's arms at all times as he rattles his throat, and Lisse is a face that is neither complaining nor full.

Apparently you were looking forward to last night.

I don't care.

But the mentors other than me, they never cared.

"Ah."

"Ah."

"Ah."

The three girls froze.

Florentine was seen at the scene pushing down Siroccarolo forcefully and wandering his chest hair.

Trawl spent the night in a different woman's room.

Lisse interrupted and inserted into a crack slightly into the two of us.

"Hey, why are you coming out of Lisse's room?!?

"What more is Florentine doing than that!? I knew you had better chest hair than me!?

I don't know... I don't know.

Should we capture each other the moment their lovers find out they cheated on each other or something like that?

"Oh, no way! I'm not playing with this chest hair! It doesn't count if you play!

It is full of victims of Siroccarolo who are still amazingly solidified. That's a terrible word.

"What's play!? So you're not playing with me too!? I don't know."

"- Wait!

At that time when the ugly argument was about to begin, Lisse grabbed Trawl's arm, which she tried to pack into Florentine, with a crisp face.

"Don't do it, Uluru! That guy who just hurts Uluru! I'm not confused by chest hair! I'm just Uluru!

Happy breathtaking Trawl mutters with a sweet voice, "Li, Lisse......" I'm going to hear a strange sound of cum from nowhere.

"What the hell! Lisse, come on, you thieving cat!

"Nyah! I'm the cat!

"Florentine doesn't deserve Uluru! Because I treat you more like a cat about Uluru all the time!

Oh, my God.

I had no idea such a shitty relationship would be built in this Bryn tower.

Florentine confused by the beautiful chest hair that suddenly appeared.

Such a heartbreaking trawl on her.

Lisse rose up poking a gap.

And the victim's silo cherolo entirely.

Who would have imagined such a hate-ridden square could be created?

- Well, I don't care.

"It's almost breakfast."

"" Yeah. "

When I said it, the three of them nodded honestly. - All three of you were looking at me in a flicker, and I knew you wanted me to stop you somewhere good.

I mean play it all.

My girls are close.

――

――

――

He seemed to want to continue his love story just a little more, and the rhetoric resumed.

But I've already ignored it, downstairs - whoa.

"Are you kidding?"

Turning her back on the talking scene and waving in front of Siroccarolo, who remained solidified, she took a ha-ha breath and returned to her sanity.

What happened? Are you kidding me?

Oh, I've been talking to you in my reading. He still seems a little upset, though a little.

"Well, in a physical way, I guess so."

Ciroccarolo missaw the power of Florentine.

But I don't think there's much I can do about it.

She's still new, so I guess she still doesn't know who will have any "qualities".

"Are you hurt?

'... hateful fur is thick, and you have no injuries or pain. Anyway, I was surprised.'

Well, that would surprise you.

Because Florentine "literacy" is a puzzling phenomenon that if you didn't know it, everything would be out of proportion to what it looks like.

She stood up and shook her body with a blurb. Dog-like.

'Totally...... I was stroked around my chest hair with tremendous momentum. Why are they all stubbornly looking at my chest hair or reaching out'

I told her the answer was, "You're going to suffer."

"Because men and women like chest hair. Because it's a symbol of masculinity, because all men want to grow chest hair, and women want to touch men's successful chest hair."

…………

"So I don't think I can help wishing to touch it. Florentine couldn't stop yearning for chest hair either. I know I'm the one who's forced to touch you, but I just want you to forgive me for what I think."

'... I see. That's what human beings are for. I learned one thing.'

Yeah, you seem convinced.

"By the way, I'm on that chest hair too."

'You can't. Just think.'

... No. Too bad. I'm so sorry.