Needle Maiden

But, well, if I took a bath and finished eating dinner, I'd fall asleep like I always promised.

When I woke up, it was on the bed in my pretty room.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"... oh, come on, Koko, I will"

Mimachi, who wasn't supposed to be here until earlier, stood beside the bed.

I've been used to this since I met Mr. Mimachi, because it's every time.

Her lavatory was filled with water and I washed my face.

When the face was gently wiped with a towel and the washing equipment disappeared from Mimachi's hand, she was offered a change of clothes instead.

... At the same time as I receive it, Mr. Mimachi's eyes are covered in darkness.

Every time, at some point, Mr. Mimachi sat on his shoulder with the purple prince of the Dark Spirit on his back.

Like in the bath, if anyone else stops Mr. Mimachi, he won't come out.

"Ku, Iron Wall"

Speaking of which, even though I didn't magic him, I now realize that Prince Purple isn't interfering with physics a bit. Cut the thread off the protective stitches.

"Yes, speaking, Senri, what?

"You're going to be awkward ~"

In an easygoing voice, Mr. Cenri felt safe for a moment.

"Wow."

Mr. Cenri was poking at the dining room table and carrying a different man from shoulder to head.

I just wrapped a cloth around my hips and I'm naked overall.

My legs are tangled with something like a twig from my thigh, and I'm wearing something like a sandal.

Overall naked but overall blue.

Sparkling and gemstone-like scales covered the flanks from his feet, a little like Mr. Lulu's underwater version.

But the horns growing a little behind the ears like fins are like dragons in the East.

The tip of the long, floating hair... is dissolved in the air.

"... Mr. Spirit?

Somehow, I also feel like a purple prince.

"I hear you're a semi-spirit, taking out the power that I couldn't handle and unconsciously sealed, and being attached as a guardian.... my father was with the Dragon Nation, the weakest and most heartless father in the house."

The half-spirits look to have a pleasant peek into Senri, who groans that his ancestors are still more convinced by the Giants.

Yeah. I have an entity.

In the air, it's like you're swimming.

By analogy, it looks like Mr. Aria's yarn.

Crystals of force materialize.

"Dragon Nation..."

Uh, but it's a very prized, arrogant race, with mighty power... even lower birth rates and more doomed to barely interact or interact with other races, they say?

"Wow."

All I can say is "wow," no more words.

"Well, my grandparents, so, as for my father... they broke a lot, but I'm convinced."

He shrugs and covers his face with both hands.

"More problematic than that is that he will only be equipped with a hipster!

The half-spirit, who was perfect for Senri, was a beauty.

Beautifully the abs are cracked, and the thick crotch line from the waist is very colorful even though it is a male body.

"You have an entity, but you don't seem to accept anything other than what you like ~"

"If I were a woman, it would be eye care," Mimachi tongued with a rough look for just a moment.

I was perfectly nostalgic for such a presence, he barely left me, and Mr. Cenri was tired.

"Master Yui, it's a lifetime wish! He made me clothes."