Nigotta Hitomi no Lilianne

Beyond the fence of the crib lies the delicacy of the pearls created by God.

Reach out and you'll reach, and the sole sitting at that distance is now the most important goal in the mission.

Three of the four exclusive maids selected were strong enough to say that there was no gap.

However, it seems to me that the person in front of you is at a level that is full of gaps compared to the three of them.

Even from the flow of magic, it is not far from the three of us. But from a regular person's point of view, I know it's outstanding.

But she has been swept away by herself once. And one head out of four...... no, I'm so proud of my hairy hair that it's missing about three.

Definitely. I can't feel that much happiness even if I already had the chance to see the other three.

"Mia ~ Chica-Jiuyu ~"

"Yes, sir. Now thats ok!?

It took you! Now you're in your own hands!

My own little hand stretched out the moment Mira approached me in a fully within reach position.

It's a nice piece of equipment (Kemonomimi) that never moves while Ena and her grandmother are helping and waiting, but only when she calls me to come near me, she starts to move pimply, and in the meantime, she proceeds to run the shortest distance without sound.

But in his hand is fortification to the point of vicious compression of nearly half of Sunny's total magic power, which is astonishing.

It took almost 5 hulls (hours) to make this compression.

Needless to say, I've shrunk my nerves for maintenance in the meantime.

With the best compression enhancement in his history, which compressed half of his increasing magic every day, the moment he touched Mira's body was rigid and never made him say the word to the end.

Of course. This is an unparalleled level of compression enhancement.

If you think about the last time, you can call it good if you just didn't fly consciousness.

Even though it's based on my last failure, that's why I don't have a hairy head, like I'm going to give you a break. Do everything you can. Only stroke with all the power you can have.

The choice of the contact site in the act also varies greatly depending on the fu level.

If you have a high level or a list, you have more than a thousand options, but you still can't reach the realm.

There are not so many sites to choose from. Besides, I'm a toddler now. The lack of that option is tantamount to crying beyond the earliest mourning.

Therefore, we should spare no effort to use the usable part, but this mission will also limit it.

In order to do everything possible under extremely limited circumstances, I took all the strength I could to strengthen the compression.

As I found out the moment I touched her - Mira's good hairline doesn't just stay on her tail.

The area you are touching now is the top of your head. It's in the middle of what could be called her too nice most powerful site number two.

If you say so, it stands on one side of the green sea, a beautiful girl whose hair is blown in the bright wind of spring on her face, holding it down gently and soldering.

Precisely one painted world with its awkwardness and beauty, the warm winds of spring and the freshness of the meadows.

The feeling of trembling and the associated blissful time that makes you want to be touching and stroking all the time.

I've done everything I can to concentrate on all my nerves, and it starts.

It's just the beginning. It's all coming up.

"... ahhh... ha..."

The slightly glossy voice that comes to zero has arrived, but I'll leave it in the corner.

I tremble finely in tandem with my own hands, and my voice grows more and more lustrous...... but naturally poisy.

I was able to indulge using my entire face and palm when I also swept my tail, but now it's just palm. And only one.

But it still doesn't look so bad then... No, I'm intoxicated by what might be more than that.

This girl is still the best.

I can assure the other three clearly though I haven't been able to try it yet. This child is my best partner in life!

I am not willing to give it to anyone at the earliest opportunity. Even if it was Kuti, he wouldn't hate to fight.

Such a treasure furrow.

Treasure of the world.

Exactly on one.

I can't say it in the earliest words.

If you stroke it, you will feel more comfortable as much as you stroke it, and at first the pleasure of being made into words is something you should throw up and throw away compared to your current sole.

If you stroke it, it will be a vicious substitute for stroking. There's no stopping.

But this mission has just begun. You can't go wrong.

Don't forget, even if it is the current situation surrounded by a vortex of unbearable comfort. Don't forget.

It's very important. I'll tell you twice.

Yes... I still have my final goal.

Yes…… that is.

Kemonomimi!

I just stroked my head and this is it.

I can tell you that there is no substitute for me. I still have that glowing object.

Come on, Izuka.

Ultimately a treasure. And have a miracle experience!

Move slowly from the top of the head you were stroking.

Mira's voice being stroked isn't even the earliest. So much so that it shivers fine and sometimes spasms your body big.

We know that due to the difference in flowing magic, its hairline is different from other parts.

Its beauty, which is comparable to the flow of magic when you show your grandmother's amazing strength, is more impossible than not to expect.

Not only beauty, but the intricate emotions that alternate her without all the expectations, hopes and desires you can see because you are the one who is experiencing her furrows... create a compelling desire not to stop looking for sole alone.

Slowly approaching, the moment I touched it, the shock was enough for all the scenery I was seeing to flip.

There is no earliest word.

That phenomenon where the interval of time disappears completely, like it was a moment, like it was a long time ago.

When he returned to consciousness, that feeling had been lost from his own hands.

Because the pearl treasure - Mira had completely collapsed.

I'm freaking out and I'm cramping and I'm totally collapsing.

It took a moment to understand what had happened.

I can see the blood pulling off at once.

"Bye!

"Ha! Scarlett! Jenny! Come here right now!

To my own loud voice that rarely goes out, my wife calls two people waiting outside the room right after restarting from a complete stop.

Did the two people who came in at the same time as they were called understand the situation in an instant? I immediately put something on Mira's mouth and am trying to calm down my breathing. That's the Christopher family maid. Just looking at it seems to know what to do.

There are objects attached that can see the magic flow from the objects covered in the mouth. Is it like an oxygen inhaler?

There are really many different kinds of magic props. However, this is not the case if you are impressed with the variety of magic props. Mira is in this state because of herself.

Immediately breathing seems to have stabilized, and when I remove the magic prop from my mouth, I move something closer.

It had an activated magic flow.

It looks like a magic prop, but I can clearly see it. I don't think so.

Something with that magical flow was actually pouring into Mira's mouth.

Maybe I have some kind of magic prop to put in my body, but somehow I knew it clearly wasn't.

Perhaps I am something like a potion of a different world specialty.

Mira's breathing when she drank the potion immediately changed to normal sole.

Relax your chest and your ston and feet lose their strength and buttocks over a soft crib.

I just didn't think he was giving enough nanica to cause oxygen deficiency.

The last time I only had to kill my voice and endure crying, so I didn't think it was going to be this far.

I have no choice but to reflect ferociously that I have only done too much this time.

When I lean down slowly, my wife lifts herself up and hugs me gently.

"Lily...... you shouldn't overdo it. Reflect on this one and do it right next time, okay?

"…… aye. Oh, my goodness."

My wife tells me, shaking her body with a gentle voice, as she tells me when she drops off Mira, who was transported off by two Scarletts and Jenny.

I was going to build on my last failure, but I still seem to have done too much because I had a great sense of expectation.

But I saw it.

Mira's face to be carried by Scarlett and Jenny.

The condition also gave a steady return look.

Um... give me a tranced face!

So I also learned a good thing. Because I was able to identify her limit points.

It's bad for Mira, but I hope you keep up the good work.

So she enjoyed it enough (...) that she couldn't breathe either.

Then there's no problem.

I won't do this next time.

Now try not to let him live, not to kill him, but to be polite.

That's what I would never do to imitate having oxygen deficiency and letting it escape. Next time I'll show her more heaven than this one.

I can see that my temper for the next fuzzy challenge seeps out as an expression of magic to vibrate from my comfortable old lady.

Maybe it's the first time I've seen my magic reveal. It is unconscious to reveal magic, so you cannot be aware of it.

But now he's motivated but calm.

When I thought so, something stormed my cheek.

Of course there is only one person who does this. Our Idolya face.

"sloppy! Do that to me, too! sloppy!"

[Yeah... Kuti, do you want to be pretended too?

"Of course! I'd be happy to take whatever Lily would do for me!

Come on! Now! Come on! "

[Yep. So we're going, right?

"Exciting! Oh, my God!

I stroke it with my hands wrapped in compressive magic, grinning bitterly at Kuti, who talks cleverly while pressing his face around with his cheeks snugly stuck together.

[I don't know?

"...... - That's a regular Lily stroke. It feels good, but it doesn't feel like she's wandering off like the kid she was earlier -!

[Uh... So, what's this?

More compression magic and try to stroke it again, but the reply I got back from Kuti didn't change.

Do you have any?

I tried stroking Kuti with my compressive magic reinforced hands many times, but it never changed.

Does that mean it doesn't have the same effect on everyone? Or is it due to the low compression rate?

Reproducing that compression is difficult because the bone breaks, but I kept stroking Kuti to try it one day when I had the chance.