Nigotta Hitomi no Lilianne

Dog ears covered in soft looking hair that stood pinned.

A long, blocky tail that looks very good for a smooth touch.

Too nice a presence from anywhere is re-brewing tea.

It just sounds like Roland's wife - a maid who obeys her demands to re-brew her cooled tea.

The method of re-brewing the tea is as sophisticated and even elegant as flowing.

Something the maid has pushed is apparently a trolley with a tea set on it, but only a little from her position on Ena's lap, but I see magic from something like that tea cart.

Apparently, the trolley on this tea set - the tea cart is equipped with something that uses magic. Perhaps this is the presence of a temperature control function during meals?

As if to prove it, I usually pour hot water, etc., and it should be necessary to keep the cup warm. After the maid took the cup and did the trick of flipping it, there was no action to pour hot water.

If it's insulating, it shouldn't be necessary. Looks like a very convenient substitute.

Has the steaming of the tea leaves already finished? I pour tea without any time to make it wait.

In the way you drink delicious tea in your lifetime, pour hot water into the tea leaves before steaming them with a lid for about 2 minutes for fine leaves and 3 minutes for large leaves. But there was no steaming time this time.

A maid hired by a presumably aristocratic mansion can't even know how to brew tea. Therefore, there may be a slightly different way of drinking delicious tea in this world.

Or maybe what I thought was tea is not tea. The smell that drifted slightly when it was brewed was just black tea itself.

Quietly place the tea-like beverage poured into the new cup in front of Roland and retrieve the drinker, the maids of the lovely equipment (Inumimi) will brew and drink one cup after the other, or replace all the slightly cooled cups that have not yet been handled.

Roland was the only one who asked for it, but naturally the time to cool down should be the same, so they all re-brewed their portions.

Many cold teas have a slight loss of flavor compared to warm teas. Many of them prefer to cool down, but just brewed tea is still delicious.

Having finished exchanging tea for new items for everyone, the maid pushed the tea cart-like items back to where they were.

When it comes to why I easily missed the maid of a lovely piece of equipment (Inumi Mimi) that approached me, I was also disappointed to be held by Ena, although I was missed by the flowing tea handkerchief.

If I hadn't even been restrained, I'd have buried my face in that tail by now.

I couldn't even think of a means of approaching the maid who had left me, and I kept getting more and more excited around me with my story.

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Precisely what should be called a sister pride tournament, mainly by Theo and Ellie, has been going on for quite some time.

Grandparents look forward to hearing about the pride tournament. Ena also looked at the four of them with a smile.

Now, Sister Annella - it's on Grandma Annella's lap.

It was a bragging tournament that showed how Theo and Ellie looked closely at themselves, but I'm not interested in such a tournament if I'm clear.

There's something heartwarming about talking to me that really seems pleasant... but it just feels pretty subtle because that's about me.

I can't help but applaud the subtlety because the content of my pride really exaggerates the triviality. I can't help but lose interest.

He's bickering as he seems to enjoy himself around like that.

When Roland made another request to re-brew the tea after a good amount of time had passed, the maid of a lovely piece of equipment (Inumimi) arrived.

I decided to act because I thought this was an opportunity.

I honestly don't know when the next one will be. The appeal from instinct was unanimously passed at the Brain Myself Conference if it was to be done.

"Bubba, bubba, bubba."

"Oh, well, Lily understands me as a proper, grandmother. Glad wow......!

She was a lady who seemed happy to hear the words she had uttered, but the arms she was holding wouldn't loosen.

I'm cheeky with one hand on my cheek, but I don't feel like I can escape from the one hand I'm holding. Enough to remember if this is a master restraint technique.

"Ah, only Ann is sloppy! What about me? That's your grandfather.

The muscle Dharma has been riding out for a long time, and I get worried for a moment about what's wrong with it, though I climb over that.

I already said "bye bye" to Grandma Annella, and I don't think it's a problem to say "jiji" to Roland.

But... I honestly don't want to call this muscle Dharma...

But if I don't tell him, he's going to bully me...

Thinking about that.

"Look, let's leave the stranger alone and talk to them."

With his cheeky tone unchanged, he just looks like his sister trying to kick Grandpa out of a mosquito net.

I heard a man's remorse when he bit a handkerchief, but I thought he was smiling.

Still, the Christophers are really weak men.

I felt a little sad, but now that I think it was a woman, I decided to reopen it.

The maid of lovely equipment (Inumimi) came back after making the tea again.

I missed my chance again, but it looks like this group's bickering isn't over yet.

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Theo and Ellie are here for the Lillianne Pride Games - moving on to reading, playing with toys, walking training, and talking at their school.

When my grandfather, who was expelled and aged all at once, has returned to his old muscles to participate in the conversation. The recovery seems so fast.

I can't get mixed up in the conversation with such a lively bickering elsewhere. I just stare around.

Occasionally - or quite often, Annella. I'll answer appropriately for Grandma and Roland to mind. Exaggerating rejoicing when the reaction returns even though you are answering appropriately would mean that it applies without leaks to the frame of grandparents who love their grandchildren.

Even masters are children of men. That means you can't beat the cuteness of your grandson.

After such an exchange for a while, a maid of lovely equipment (Inumimi) approaches to re-brew the tea.

Roland just put his doubts in his mouth about his gaze to be nailed again.

"Hmm...... Lillianne shouldn't be blind...... are you seeing the maid?

"Lily is amazing! Grandpa!

We need to know who's where right now! I never made a mistake about us!

Oh, so you're curious when someone other than us comes near you?

Theo said softly, bragging as if about himself, but the last one had a question mark floating around like he noticed something.

"Well... I see, I wonder because it's a sign of the stranger."

"Yeah, I think it probably is. Because Lillianne seems very impressed with the signs.

I seem to have immediately recognized Master Roland and Mr. Annella as my grandparents, but as you know, I try not to get them out of the room as far as possible for safety reasons, so there are only a limited number of people I usually meet.

So I think it's rare. "

"Um, it's Lillianne. Alexandre, your father's servant.

You can say whatever you want. "

After all, it seemed like the reason I couldn't get out of the room was for safety reasons.

But whatever you want.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

He seemed to snort around you, and you mistook that for understanding. Grandpa held him up so that he could take himself away from Grandma Annella.

"Oh! That's my grandson! Smart! I think I understand what you're talking about!

That's just great! It's Lillianne! "

When I held her up and glared at her to honor her, she immediately hugged her.

I know you're adding and subtracting, but it's the same kind as this jizzy, Theo. When excited, additions and subtractions become subtle.

Ouch! That hurts, you fucking jerk!

Tap on the cheeks and tap, but Jizzy doesn't understand. On the contrary, he mistakenly thinks he's happy, and he swings it around.

I don't care if a guy doesn't like it, I wonder who gets it. I want to interrogate you for an hour!

But that didn't last long either. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Front seat!"

The moment a sharp word is uttered. Until just now, my grandfather was sitting in his right seat with a blue face and a grumpy tremor.

Soft beings - when transferred from the inside of Annella's chest to the couch, Annella begins preaching as she pulls away from the couch by pulling off the cursorily trembling blue object J.

"Not at all. You! Lily is only 1 year old! She's a weak girl!

And yet if I hug you so hard, you're not pathetic!

"Yes, no, but... handouts are decent..."

"Shut up! Excitement will make additions and subtractions more subtle! Lily seemed a little bitter right now!

The slight tone of relaxation replaced the harsh object, and around it an object of hardened magic spines instantly unfolded. There were some objects bordering the sofa and the floor area, but they didn't seem to have even reached their physical presence, which doesn't seem to bring destruction.

The blue object J trying to argue with is blamed the other way around and gets smaller and bluer.

Theo and Ellie are also making their eyes black and white in the face of a sermon that suddenly began. Maybe I never saw a sight like this.

They're usually good kids, and not much like they preach - no, very little these days.

At best, it's about the time I ran wild playing with myself. That frequency is also seldom recent.

Not to mention the sermons that are now taking place in front of us are not half as powerful as the sermon lord.

Because even the magic that is appearing in the expression of emotion is an unbelievable murder weapon that I have never seen before.

And you will know the preacher and the two preachers well - this state in Theo and Ellie. Naturally the maid who was coming to re-brew the tea is completely stiff. Nice gear (Inumimi) stands completely pinned and completely upside down to the tail of the blockage.

Ena looks at the two of them and grates them, and isn't this a great opportunity?

There is no one to obstruct. If this opportunity is missed, it will end with nothing, just like the two previous chances.

Thoughts become determination, determination comes to fruition as action.

When I manage to get off the couch that was seated, I proceed with caution to the invisible table.

All the people around them are distracted by the sermon and unaware.

Ikel for this!

It was enough circumstances to gain certainty, but you should not be alarmed. I have too many obstacles to carry out my mission safely.

An invisible table that should exist in front of you.

The floor - I came down and found out by the feel, but it's not a carpet. If you fall, it's dangerous.

I don't think so, but there may be some other obstacle. There might be a chair or something.

Therefore, it is necessary to move without alarm and quickly.

I move carefully on the couch telling. You have to move without using a seat belt called the couch in part so that the people sitting on the couch don't touch you and get noticed.

So much less, is it the end of the table - I started to see the lower body wrapped in the long skirt of the maid of nice equipment (Inumimi).

The mission is a good place.

Because we were able to act quickly, we were able to get here in less time.

Goal is just around the corner.

There was no earliest hesitation or alarm in the foot to take the first step of the enchanting nice field.