Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

○ Month × Day

Even today Enoch II troops are at peace.

Only one thing, except for the captain's face.

Earlier, a misguided knight rumored, "It's the face that came to work after killing three..."

Crowe Ludtink - What strikes me without expression is an intimidating awesome face with a wrinkle between my eyebrows, sharp eyes, and tough carved deep faces. Then the voice was low, and the giant enough to look up, and God gave us both two and three things.

He was such a captain, but the contents were a young young man of twenty. I also have a lot of problems.

He still talks to me today for some reason.

"Hey, Amelia."

"Que?"

"Am I that scared of my face?

They asked me questions that were difficult to react to.

If I were a heartless hawk lion (Griffon), I would have returned "yes," but happy or unhappy, I have a mind that takes people into account (boobs).

In the meantime, should I say, "You're not the face to receive 10,000 people, are you?"

- And here comes your mother and Urgas.

"Captain, we're back."

"Just like Urgas"

They were both going to bake bread.

In the cage, a mountain of freshly baked bread gives the aroma of butter.

"Good day, Captain! You're still strong today ~"

Urgas has said an extra word. The captain's strong side adds even more awesome results.

Mother tells Urgas that she can't read the air.

"Urgas, for a knight, the strong side is reliable. I envy you."

Sure, your mother tends to get tangled up in "Chick Elf Knight," or some city chimp.

Though when you realize I exist, everyone runs away.

After Urgas left, her mother was giving the captain a bare gesture that nothing had happened while the bread was baked well.

The captain receives the bread while showing a decent, completely distracted look.

I smile faintly because the bread was really delicious.

Mother smiled, too.

... Well, I don't know, if the captain didn't have a fiancée, I think it would have been a big deal by now.

Good for you, Zara.

I don't know what, though I wouldn't dare.

○ Month △ day

Clear today. It was a pleasant morning, but there was noise in the crossing of the battalion building.

"This, thief cat!

"What, are you the thief cat?

Looks like the maids are having a crazy talking fight over one knight.

We are pulling each other's hair and fighting ugly.

The knight in question was just gonna be a dick - no, stop it.

There were knights gathered around, but they were all donning - no, no, so stop.

I want you to do your job for the right salary.

Totally, I was in the mood. Not a single brave knight seems to fit this occasion.

Mother and Zara also have a puzzling look on their face. When I broke it in, he said he wouldn't be unharmed. Sure, they're going to scratch me.

No one can stop me anymore. I thought so, but Sorrow and one knight show up.

"What are you both doing!

Anna Berley, blue-eyed, slender, twin sword knight with dark hair.

The other day, in a survey conducted among maids called "Best Three Knights I Want to Marry," he was our deputy Berry captain, who came out of the second prince Kingsguard Knights hottie, Sylvesta Aurelia, to be brilliant in first place.

Apparently, I was familiar with the maid who was arguing, breaking in between.

"What the hell is going on?

"Dear Anna! This woman took my boyfriend."

"No, I'm not. Dear Anna, this woman took my boyfriend."

"I see."

How does Lieutenant Berley fit in this muddy mess? It even thrills me about the Eagle Lion (Griffon).

"We both need to calm down. I'd rather see a poor smile than an angry face"

With one statement from Lieutenant Berley, the maids suddenly grow up. I have disturbed my hair and dyed my cheeks with a twist.

This dialogue works! You thought so, a few knights were taking notes.

"We'll talk about it later. It's almost time to start. You're gonna be late."

"Yes, sir"

"So, then."

The maids leave the scene with an elegant bow, as if it were a lie that they had ever had a spectacular fight.

And to the knight in question, say a tight word.

"Let me report this to you above. Say your name, your unit, your rank."

"Hiya..."

Thus, this occasion fitted in round.

A handsome and capable knight, Lieutenant Berley.

It is the undisputed ally of justice and the ideal knight for a woman.

× Month ○ Day

Gal Gal is always My Pace.

He is a young beast man with a successful body, Mohmof's redhead, on the head of a wolf.

He's the oldest of the troops, he's an oligarchy, but we all rely on him.

He's nice to me, too, and always lends me the long tail of a shark instead of a pillow.

Recently friendly, the artificial slime sla is beside Gal.

Sura was created by a demon lab pervert abusing his power to budget the factory.

Made from massive amounts of demonic stones and gems, it is turned into the strongest slime on earth. Although I only know of perverts who are producers who are currently in detention on the matter.

Nature is closer to the Spirit than to demons. This would have been great to have been under gal with a good temperament.

As it were, if the demon lab pervert loved it, he must have turned it into a demon.

I'm so glad Gal picked you up. Guys, I don't know what Sura's power is, though I only notice shards.

Mother gave Sula fruit juice and watched with a smile.

Gal watching over those two.

Even today, the second unit was at peace.

△ Month × Day

Jun Urgas is a very normal boy, worthy of the age of seventeen.

A delicate year that may be described as a youth for the purpose I saw, but I can't say either.

I usually want to be hot or something, but I don't even go and dictate the maid like any other challenging knight.

"Ahhh, I want to be hot..."

To that whine, I don't know what to give back.

Clean short hair, cute eyes, body working out there.

It doesn't look bad, so I feel hot too...?

"Bowmen are not hot..."

They're good at it and they're not hot or hot. What the hell is this all about?

"Mostly, when I say bowman, wow, plain, with a reaction like..."

By the way, the hottest thing seems to be a skinny sword.

"A big sword like a captain seems to draw a little too much"

You should have chosen a hot weapon, whining Urgas.

Damn, it's something that's bothering me.

◇ Month ○

Zara likes her mother. But I can't tell you because it's hectic.

Seems to be in a hurry these days, busy with traction.

Because your mother can see, she's hot.

Elves are determined to be long beauty shapes, and the self-esteem of the mother who grew up among such people is very low.

But if you look at it from a man in Wang Du, it's pretty cute.

It doesn't make sense, it wields love, so Zara doesn't care either.

Plus, I only put an innocent smile on Zara, so I don't know what the hell you're going to do, to the result of holding your head.

I think maybe your mother has a lot of lids on her feelings.

Some parts of me are feeling it, but it's going to affect my work, and I may be pretending not to see it.

Though you can't tell in your heart how many contracts you're connected to.

She was such a mother, but recently changes appeared.

I am seriously lost whether to wear lipstick at work or not.

I'm sure my daughter of the same age - Leezelotte - will have a huge influence as well.

Besides, your mother has a special trust in Zara.

Though I haven't noticed who I am.

And because it's like this, Zara wants her temperament to work hard.

But I wouldn't hang up better watching though.

Come on, Zara!

○ Month △ day

Liezelotte Lichtenberger loves phantom beasts. Always a good look at me.

She braided her long purple hair gracefully, wearing silver-edged glasses, exiting, pulling in where she is pulling in, a beautiful marquise.

Look at the parents' backs. Says the child will grow up, but there won't be many terrible examples so far.

Except for fantasy beast lovers, though, he's a normal good kid.

I'm so glad you're friends with your mother.

But isn't she also aristocratically of marriageable age?

There's no sign of going to the nightclub, and the Marquis has no bare hands looking for someone to marry. The area is a mystery.

The Cavaliers don't want to speak to Lieselotte just because they're afraid of the Marquis.

Though it is possible that you are afraid of the noble atmosphere.

Before this, something a little funny happened.

Oh, my God, Sylvesta Aurelia, who shines second in the "Best Three Knights I Want to Marry" and is also a hottie man in the Second Prince's Kingsguard, came all the way here to numb Reese Lotte.

She has blonde blue eyed sauce eyes, handsome but likes women, and so on.

My parents are the Counts. He's my second son, so I guess he's aiming to be the Marquis' son-in-law.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Sylvester Aurelia"

"Yes."

……

……

Yes, the conversation is over.

Liezelotte has no interest at all.

"Oh, you know, I belong to the Second Prince's Kingsguard."

……

Fudge, deflect your face.

Wow, ignore it. Awful, eggy, cold-blooded, Lieselotte!

Truth is, if the phantom beast isn't involved, this guy is always like this.

Silvesta Aurelia wonders how to distract herself. It's honestly amazing that you haven't given up yet.

And here, Lieutenant Berley and your mother come.

"You, what are you doing there!

Lieutenant Berley inquires in a harsh voice.

Lieselotte leans over to Lieutenant Berley to say hello.

"... I was scared"

I was ignoring cancer?

Strong (did) Lizelotte.

Lieutenant Berley had drawn him to hug him all the time, pointing his sharp gaze at Silvesta Aurelia.

Mother, too, alerts the knight she sees for the first time and grabs Lieutenant Berley's sleeve.

"It's you again, Anna Berley!

…… I've never met you before. "

"Shut up!!

Silvesta Aurelia left with half a cry.

Though I thought it was a little pathetic, Napa is a little... at work.

Well, let's just say you deserve it.

○ Month ○

The album lay asleep in a position that entered the sight of the working mother.

He is sending a flickering gaze, twisting and moving his body.

It looks like an album, cute pose. Though it just seems pointless and smug.

Maybe, okay, you want me to get it done.

But unfortunately, if you don't tell her directly, she won't stroke me.

That's sweet, Album. All the cute poses are for nothing.

Album, who gave up along the way, lays down on his desk with Better.

I felt a little sorry for him, and I put the album on your mother's lap.

"Ah, album warm!

Mother strokes the album instead of heating and warms her fingertips.

Though I thought you had a slightly different purpose...

"Uhhhhhh"

Album seemed happy.

Well, that, yeah. Good for you.

◇ ◇ ◇

- And well, like this, the second unit was still at peace today.