Nigotta Hitomi no Lilianne

Garter belt minisca half-eyed maid - Nija finally moved.

Leki approached me with no sound as I was brushing you and whispered in my ear.

Kuti and the others didn't even notice that proximity at all, and it's only natural that they'd be surprised if they suddenly spoke at such a breathtaking distance to their ears.

"…… Lady, you're all set."

"Hiwow!

Leki, you and Kuti are going to turn around and feel better about something in your bare voice, but Nija is already at a distance. What an early start.

While thrilled to hold on to the ears of those who were called out, Mr. Garter... I look at Nijah but the half-eyed expression remains intact.

The flow of magic is also full of expectations.

I don't see any magic flow of anxiety in this child. I'm always floating and I don't have a grasp.

But I don't hate this exclusivity. On the contrary, I even like it a lot.

Some of the same faceless characters prefer the ability to destroy the Knights alone and their floating attitude.

And the fact that it is clearly stunted compared to other exclusive parts is good.

Because I'm a young girl, I'm not in a good shape or anything like that. Probably.

Nor is it very intimate. Probably.

It's not because the rest of them are clearly in the shape of envious eyes from the women. I'm sure.

I don't care about that because I'm an ex-man in the first place. I don't care.

That's why Leki was on your way to brushing, but if she's ready, it's not like she won't do it.

Instead, if you're going to be so challenged, it's Han who takes it and stands up for you.

Yes, you have to take it because you are Han.

"Well, come on."

Brush on one hand.

The other hand is unarmed, but it wraps the released magic over compression.

If I smiled at you to spread those hands and benevolence, Nija, who was floating, also began to get so nervous that she swallowed the saliva.

The moment I spread my hands, I was able to instantly deploy the magic that I had used for the previous exclusive.

There's nothing to interrupt with this.

Unleash everything with nothing to worry about, Nija.

Nija slowly approaches to make sure every step of the way.

A mass of magic power in that hand that I never had before. This magic item has been activated to indicate that it is active.

An inactivated mass of magic in the other hand.

But it also indicates that it was activated and activated immediately.

It is significantly narrower in scope than the sorcery I am deploying, but it is unfolding so as to encompass only myself and Nija around.

Apparently, it's the magic of the cognitive inhibitory system.

But normally, if I used this, my wife would notice the moment I used it.

"… Lady, this is a magic prop that sealed the second degree of perception-inhibiting witchcraft, so even the Grand Mistress can't notice it"

I don't know if you guessed this question. I'll get a supplementary explanation from Nija soon.

Class 2 magic props… I wonder if it's a substitute for the size and quality of the demon pieces that I can't use just once.

Besides, second-class sorcery costs a fair amount no matter what sorcery it is.

I didn't expect to have that just for once............. Nija, horrible girl.

Well, it doesn't make sense because there's magic that I've already deployed.

By using the Prop of Inhibition of Recognition, he disarms the Prop that multiply the phantom magic he had on the other side.

Appearing there is a fascinating combination of miniskirts and garter belts on the knees.

But I haven't been particularly surprised because I've always seen it.

"... that's the lady. Wow, it doesn't work at all to see this look."

"Yes, I am."

"…… super illuminable."

The half-eyed expression remains unchanged, but Nija is starting to twist and twist on her cheeks.

But when I move so much, the edge of my skirt flickers and I have trouble finding a place for my eyes.

Apparently, until now, even the shape of the skirt had been fixed by the magic that had been activated in a composite manner.

The fixed skirt is fluffy, so even the little body of a 2-year-old is looking up, so I can see it completely already.

By the way, it's a conversation as if you were seeing it - no, I see the contents of the skirt - but this conversation is not unnatural because the exclusive maids and family have a common perception that they can recognize the creature and the clothes worn by the sole, etc.

"... hehe, you can be seen as a lady. Chillah."

"Well, I don't know."

"……… I'm sorry"

Nija curled the hem of her shaky skirt and showed her the much-used bread of the lace inside, but she quickly shunned with her own words.

It's a miniskirt and garter belt today, so naturally it's not pumpkin pants.

Is there less rubber-like stretching material in this world? Pumpkin pants are also the type that adjusts with strings.

Therefore, Nija's bread was also tied with strings at both ends.

But the decoration and embroidery by lace are elaborate, and I think they can be made in a way that doesn't make them any worse than what they were in their lifetime.

Well, anyway, I don't have any sexual excitement in this young girl's body, so I can handle it calmly.

It's sad. It's good. It's subtle.

Approaching from here to retrieve Nijah for taking the lead that made me shun.

I immediately noticed that. Nija also crouches back.

Normally it is something else with a crouching back against the Lord, but it is necessary to do it now.

And after a little hesitation, the short hem of the miniskirt rolled with a pebble and appeared from under it with a fluffy short tail and a nappy.

The bread flavor is such that it hides the lower part of the tail rather than the low rise flavor.

I kind of love Nija, who wraps her miniskirt around herself and is filled with a magical stream of shame and anticipation.

But what a tremendous structure from the edge.

A maid crouching backwards in front of a toddler girl, sticking her butt out, rolling her miniskirt and exposing her glutes.

Yeah, wow, dude.

But it's still this fluffy tail that my eyes go for more than my dewy ass or my low-rise porn bread.

Like Lacrya, the sole, which is usually never worshiped, is even beautiful as if it were a treasure deep in the woods.

majestic, serene. But it sits there with a historical presence.

Touch the tail until it is divine with compressive magic first.

The feeling conveyed could not be obtained from Mira's tail, but it was a strange feeling even accompanied by a floating feeling different from those of Jenny and LaClear.

My heart whirls like a storm of joy even though I'm confused by my first feeling.

By the time that storm passed, he had already thrown away the brush and enjoyed the feel as if it were wrapped around him with both hands.

No matter how small Nija is, her glutes, which are coming just the right height for the little body of a 2-year-old, are just right for hitting her cheeks.

Unconsciously, the magic wrapped around the sensation was not as hairy as hesitation, and the tail rushed to height.

Strong and weak, with a rush on, both fingers continue to move violently in their fluffy sensations while enjoying themselves across the face.

The magic that was wrapped around the entire hand is gradually placed finely on all 10 fingers and communicated with amplification of everything with no extra corners.

Yeah, you shouldn't be alarmed just because it's short.

I didn't know there was a supreme being hidden in a place like this comparable to Mira......

Grateful to all the gods present in this Oriole, he mumbled even with all the power he could possess in his little treasure.

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By the time it was all over, the floor was so perfect that I said it.

Yeah, I overdid it.

I did so much too much. Reflecting.

Dr. Sunny felt the magic flow was a little blue, and Kuti was hiding behind Dr. Sunny like that, and she was peeking at me with a rattlesnake tremor.

No. What can I do now?

I'm so sorry. Reflecting.

But I don't regret it.

Other than satisfaction and gratitude, I had no particular regrets or anything, but rather took care of Nija in a crisp and neat comfort.

Let her float in the magic of air cushioning, which has recently become unusually well operated, poking herself into dripping pizza, and washing and drying all the dirty areas together.

Don't forget to deodorize and then apply Nija's usual scent.

I won't forget to activate Nija's Phantom Demon Prop before releasing the Inhibitor.

I've been running away from dirt since I finished it all, Leki. I'll call you back and put you to bed in that stomach.

Kuti, wake him up.

"No, I'm sorry! Lily, if it's okay with me like a maggot, I can clean your shoes with no excess dirt. It's in existence!

[You're changing your personality... Yeah, well, nice to meet you, huh?

"No, I'm sorry!

I'm sure you're just upset by the sight, so I think it's okay.

I wear a military uniform made of precise magic, with cuts on my cheeks, so I'm sure.

Nijah was brought to life by Kuti, a soldier in the war, but he seems to have lost his hips completely trying to stand in a cursory motion like he's never seen before.

Potent fell asleep in your stomach when he blurred to understand that he could not stand with a cursory shake of his head because he seemed uncertain about his thoughts.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha."

"... my lady... wow... I can't be your daughter-in-law anymore"

"Daijitsuba ~"

"…… The lady is terrible."

"Easy to say goodbye ~?"

"……… It will heal in a little while."

"Huh."

Unsurprisingly, I fell asleep beside Nijah, buried in your tummy, satisfied, and rested a little uncomfortable.