The book in the box is on your shelf, and the table is by your window, and so on. Listen to the teacher's instructions and proceed to help.

Huh...

Jeez.

Anyway, tequila and help you do what you can with your little body. Only Brother Ville is tall, so he's in charge of the big stuff.

Johann and Nicholas are also moving furniture in pairs, so in less than an hour the inside of the room was starting to get tidy.

Pikopiko.

Jeez.

... but my concentration was a bit disturbed by the phonetic sound and gaze I feel between tasks.

If you do a proper gaze, the identity is with the sound of Ivan and Fredge's tail and ears blocking, and the occasional... stare at the heat of Dr. Garcia's gaze.

Master Ivan and Master Fredge, who are being seen, seemed to have noticed their gaze because they were sharp beasts of sensation, which was somewhat softening.

I noticed that, Brother Ville. Eye to eye.

"What if you're the same beast lover as me...?," he whispered, "No, but I'm only looking at my ears and tail completely?" and returned.

When you ask me, yes. Indeed, Dr. Garcia's gaze has only gone to her ears and tail as beautifully.

Maybe from a region with few beasts, where beasts are rare or something......? Or are you simply looking at me thinking I'm cute?

But in either case, I look too enthusiastically at Master Ivan and Mr. Fredge. I like shota...... no, no, that's stupid.

I just opened a new box of luggage, questioning it that way... the current ran to me.

Even to Brother Ville, who peered into my hand when he stopped, the current runs.

"Ko, this...... On the collar, on the whip, the iron cage......!?

The voice of my brother, who shrugged in dismay, made me recognize this as reality too.

Yes, there were large collars that people were likely to put on, cages that children were likely to put in, and other suspicious tools that they were not sure how to use.

"Aww, wow, whilst reporting......!? No matter how handsome old gentleman you are!! YES LORI SHOTA NO TOUCHI!!!!

"What are you talking about, Alice!? Whatever. What the hell is this tool......!?

Running around the brain is kidnapped and imprisoned, Master Ivan moisturizing his eyes when he is collared and lurks. Or a whip, and he was also like Fredge-like, who resisted health without losing the pride of a wolf. Of course, Dr. Garcia's glasses standing behind it are suspiciously glowing.

It was me and Brother Ville who tempered in an instant, but I noticed the noise and Dr. Garcia smiled and came here.

"Maybe you guys are interested in raising Warcraft, too?

"... Huh? Warcraft?"

Unexpectedly, a voice rang out of his mind.