It's been over two and six months since I started my second life in a different world called this Oriole.

There's always someone around me.

That is still a body worthy of the name of a toddler, and even because of a disease called cloudy eyes.

My body is growing well, even if it's somewhat slower than average, so it's enough to take the time to solve this one's problems.

However, there is no cure for cloudy eyes in Auriol and it is considered incurable. Even Dr. Kuti and Dr. Sunny, fairies living in different worlds within different worlds, the forest next to the world, do not know how to treat the disease.

There is no one in our house who would leave those who are such toddlers and have visual impairments alone.

The Christophers are unprecedented riches and have as many as four exclusive maids of their own.

So much so that there even exists a knighthood dedicated to itself called the White Crystal Knights.

And Ena, the nanny, is more of a child troublemaker than Claire, her mother, and it's no exaggeration when it comes to the extreme of overprotection.

My grandmother, Grandma Annella, isn't as good as Ena, but she's always right next to me.

I've spent a lot of time with everyone turning to me with a sweet smile and warm, really warm thoughts.

Recently, I also had a lovely pet named Leki.

There can't be dissatisfaction... there's no such thing as that.

No matter how warm and gentle the space is, it will always be human sexuality that has some discontent there.

Yes............. I am dissatisfied...... no, I was there.

Do you, wise men, know the term private space?

It would be a space where freedom could be enjoyed without anyone interrupting it, and where even temporary tranquillity would be obtained.

One pursued it, and one could not get it to the end.

But I know myself.

That surprisingly, there is such a thing as that charming private space.

"Lily, when you're done, you're gonna say it right out loud, okay?

"Huh."

"You're gonna tell me as soon as you're lonely, right? 'Cause he's right over there, right?

"Daijibu ~"

"I knew it was too early, Dear Annella…"

"Mr. Eliana. Lily has said many times that she can do it by herself, and she's done it many times if she keeps the door open."

"That's right...... Wouldn't it be nice to keep the door open?

"Lily can do it, so let's leave it to her, shall we?

"……… Lily………. You're gonna tell me as soon as you get scared, right?

"Daijitsuba ~"

"Come on. Come on, Mr. Eliana. Lily won't be able to do it forever."

"Yes..."

Ena said it would be a shame to close the door.

With the little sound of Pathan, I now have a complete private room where no one is.

It then drains the body's power to relax, releasing what was a little accumulated.

There is no sound.

I don't even smell it.

The only thing that drifts is the refreshing aroma of citrus.

Splash your legs out until the last drop to activate the magic item next to you.

"Previous," "Weak," and "Startup."

The operation, practiced many times, is executed in an instant without precipitation.

In the next moment warm water was ejected with weakening force in sensitive places, which quickly became clean.

"Warm Wind", "Medium" and "Startup".

Dry the wet area immediately with the demon prop that was continuously activated.

"Ha hoo..."

I miss this feeling.

I have taken care of you many times in my lifetime.

Yes... this is a washlet.

This is a nice guy who doesn't need toilet paper to wash it in hot water and dry it in warm air.

Besides, I use the magic props that I also used for Omar, so I don't care about the sound or smell when draining.

I had never seen anything with warm air drying in the washlet, but if I let it grow and dry, the smell would fly. I don't know if there are any measures.

But with this deodorizing magic item, you don't even have to worry about it.

Hot water can be dried in a hot breeze.

That's too nice, Nice Guy!

But that's not all. There isn't!

If I close the door, I'm the only one here.

A private space where even Ena and her grandmother, who are always beside her, cannot exist.

Kuti has shunned me, too.

Naturally, the common sense teacher, Dr. Sunny, goes without saying.

Kuti, who has gone the unknown sexuality in Omar to the verge of blossoming, never managed to stay on foot and cross the line. I'm so glad.

A private room called a toilet is a completely enclosed private space, a place to expose your own shame.

You wonder what he was saying about Omar until a while ago, but that's sole.

It is now time and time again to spend the task of filling the outer moat named Practice, and the results are at a fruitful stage.

Efforts were rewarded. There's no way I'm not happy.

And there will be times when anyone wants to be alone, right?

Well, in my case, you can go to the base area, but that's why I'm sore after all.

A place where you can finally be the one who could get it.

Even if that was the place downstairs, nothing was wrong.

I'll tell you as many times as I can. The aroma is a refreshing aroma of citrus.

It doesn't smell ammonia, and it doesn't smell like turning away.

This place is huge for a bathroom, and it's a wonderful, refreshing space.

Viva, the toilet of the Christoph family.

"Lily, is it time to finish?

There is no denying the sense of harrassment in the voice you are called along with a modest knock.

It's not like I was eager to finally get a private space.

I just tried soaking it up a little bit so when I get back to you right away, Ena opens the door and comes in.

It's not locked due to various circumstances.

It was a short private time, but it was a little fun, so let's say.

Wipe it with a fluffy array just in case, and pull up the pumpkin breast.

Wash your hands too, let them dry with warm wind demon props, then have them wiped with fluffy towels. Of course it's different from the fluffy array you wiped again.

Embroidered in a pumpkin today is a cute wolf mimicking the salvadoran species. Is Leki imagining you? [M]

The easy to move loose piece quickly made you invisible, but this piece is also plump and comfortable.

Well, I didn't have any uncomfortable clothes.

At best, I guess the dress was a little cramped in the beginning. It's just that I wasn't used to wearing it, not that it didn't fit the size.

"Yes, well done. Lily, that's great."

"Aye!"

"Hehe............. Lily is graduating from Omar already...... You're really here."

My grandmother stroked me and held my hand and I walked right to your next room, Leki.

Leki was playing with you and I held it, so I checked to see how the outer moat was filled.

The result is the glorious title of the stunning Omar graduation of things.

I'm a little proud of myself for growing well.

I'm still a little short on my own, but thanks to Washlet, I can use the toilet alone.

"Lili, how did it go?"

[It's just that!

"Sasu ~. Lily is one of the adults now too ~. KOOOOOO! Growth is dazzling!

[Eh heh. Thanks to Washlet.]

"If you wash the dirt with hot water, you won't have enough casio leaves."

Suddenly - when Kuti lands over his head as he slips through the air, Dr. Sunny slowly flies over to make up for it.

Casio leaves are fluffy leaves that are replacing toilet paper.

There is no such thing as toilet paper in this world where paper is precious. But there is a substitute.

This casio leaf is excellent because it is fluffy, very skin-friendly, and deodorizing.

On top of that, it is something that everyone uses because it is easily available in the type of plant that grows anywhere, without distinction between rich and poor.

By the way, Washlet seems to be a pretty expensive item with demonic props, so only people with money spend it.

It seems that sewers are popular even in small villages, so if you just install them, you can do it, but it's difficult to maintain them.

Because it is a magic item with a limited number of times.

Even so, today, when I was able to graduate Omar safely, I can tell you with my chest stretched that I was able to graduate from sunshine and baby.

I'm not a baby!

It's a toddler!

And I don't think I can really replace it, but I'm sure it's my fault... it was such a beautiful spring day.