Sanzen no Souru Supina

"Here's a suggestion for both of you, beautiful."

It was not until shortly after the disputed crowd about the formation that Isma spoke to Aska and the two subordinates of Athelui.

Returning to their own tents, the two of them were experiencing a conversation full of strange intimacy.

"But what is it, Athelui? Hey, I'm surprised. I wasn't expecting you to show such aggressiveness in the context of the military council... it was quite, unexpected. Yeah."

Always, if Aska had asked for his opinion, he would have been Athelui, who would have expressed his views on the basis of accurate information analysis, but, as such, raising his own hand, embarking on himself, leaping out to the centre of the floor and claiming himself was a cruel figure.

Make it a secretary, information analyst.

It is Athelui, who has persisted in Aska's position of faithful belly.

Even Asuka, my husband, looked up to me in an attempt to argue directly with the opinions of the other ministers and clarify his own position.

"I'm sorry for your rudeness. But if you insist more on your" will "than you do on the operation right now, you've got your stomach full."

Excuse me. I caught you. To Athelui, who openly lifts his head, Asuka gives a concise forgiveness of good.

"But somehow, that split, assertive cleanliness, there was something so awesome about it"

Follow me. To the sigh of "uh" leaking out of Aska's mouth, mostly Athelui rounds his eyes?

"What have you done? Thanks to you, though?

"Uh? Uh, addition and subtraction aren't bad. No, no. Indeed, I feel sick in my chest. Maybe you have a little regret."

"Regret? Asuka, are you? Rarely."

"You, hey, you got a bad personality? No, is that the gold? Uh, fuck yeah. I should have been honest, too."

"Maybe what I claimed in my formation, is that it?

"Hmm, no, well, what... the breakdown of party organization is that your claim is completely correct. For it is only natural for me to lead the Sand Lion Brigade, which I have raised and which has gathered together in admiration of me. You are perfectly correct in asserting that you need it later for Ashley and the others, who lack intelligence and communication skills, as well as static and succession capabilities. Yeah, I don't care what you think."

Yet. Though I know. Rarely bend your neck to the side and Asuka will look like a supple green vegetable.

Like you've lost the weight of a magnificent hat and turban decorating the top of your head.

What on earth would the historians of the later world have thought of this figure of the first prince of Osmadra: Askaria Imrabetor, who is metaphorically described as a noble thing, a sign of the sky (yu) and a treat of Hayabusa?

It was also an historic incident that Athelui gave such a bitter smile to the appearance of the Lord.

"What's wrong!

"Asuka, can't you see for yourself? What's the reason for the heartburn?

"Oh, you know what I mean?!

"Always, to His Royal Highness Zion, you're not making fun of yourself for pointing it out.... Truly, to the movement of your mind, you are oblivious. That's where, my dear, I can't wait. As for Athelui."

And he cringed, and laughed again, and Athelui narrowed his eyes, and said unto his eyes, Grabbing the shoulders of Aska, as his sister did.

"It's, qi (Rinki). I'm so jealous."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Aska, pointed out, rounded his eyes and let his eyes swim into the universe flashly.

"This, this, me?"

"You really loved Ashledau."

And when the unexpected word = Ashle's name reached his chest, there was a dramatic change in Aska's expression.

Blurry, and large tears spilled from lapis lazuli colored eyes.

Continue, wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

To much dramatic change, most of the time Athelui jumped up.

"Master Asuka, Master Asuka!

"Yes, it is, Athelui. You're right! Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on! Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!

Aska, the owner of a dry temperament, is the type who does not inherently hide his emotions and passions.

In front of his men, or in court life anyway, in private spaces, Athelui has taken its intense exposures, precisely with her own hands.

In the past, it was Athelui's job to comfort the outbursts and boredom with words and flesh.

But this was the first time I had seen such an eruption of Asuka's, maiden heart.

"What should I do, what should I do? Athelui, I'm so proud of you and His Highness Zion. What am I supposed to do with this!

to the confession of a straight maiden heart, but Athelui did not respond with rest.

"Mr. Asuka. Now, let me be clear."

Grabbing the shoulder of his master, who corrects his residence and disturbs him as if he were a reciprocal friend, Athelui said.

"I, Ashledau, have decreed that I should be my husband."

To a shocking confession, Aska's tears and whimpering stopped in an instant.

There was a voice that resembled a groan.

"Ashledau is the one who should be my husband"

But Athelui did not curse.

Rather, it was a stronger, clearer word than earlier, and it was repeated.

"Indeed… indeed, I am the one who burned…"

"I got a hiccup on my eyeballs"

Athelui, that's, like, yawning (about a pile that was burned and carburized once. It's carburizing, so it's easy to catch fire) I just want to scratch, but maybe, she's pretty spiritually exalted, too.

Simply put, this is Athelui's Runaway of Love: Maiden Chickmanuba.

"I, Shaw, this Athelui, the right of Ashledau, my God: I ask you to add to one of the four wives, as stated in the ordained canonical book of Alam Ra"

Cancer. Oops.

Aska's throat rang with a strange sound.

That would be the case.

This situation should have been unexpected, and not too rapid, for Asuka, who has so far pushed Athelui with impossibility and stuck with Ashle to stir it up.

"Are you serious? You."

"Write it down for real, seriously. Best friend, write Mab. Love enemies, it says," Asuka, "

What a terrible thing to do with love.

It is philosophically blind.

"I am, clearly, a woman of later generations. I have no beauty, incompetence, or talent like His Highness Zion or Mr. Asuka. If you ask me, the true wife of Irisverda is also quite beautiful? And you still haven't, uh, put your hands on it, and you're not here. So, I'm going to actively dedicate myself to him and keep an eye on him!

And Asuka covered with her hands the sound of the princes that came out of her mouth, and sealed it.

Pressed and reversed by Athelui's temper and the burning flame illusion it would have produced.

"So, of course, the strategic and tactical backing of Konkai's behavior has a chitin, and, uh, that's my, right?!

Guru and the figure of Athelui stuffed as he spun the "Spindle" in his eyes had an inviolable power, held only by the angelic deity of following Aram Ra and the man who had tripped completely.

"Let me go gunning, I will. Rather, come with me, shall we?

At best, Athelui himself is confused by this statement, which can also be taken as a declaration of war against the Lord.

But the power of love never stops.

Showmast go-on.

Even if the dog yells, Athelui goes.

"One, I mean, right. Ah, Athelui thought," I want to live honestly with myself. "

You must have returned it to me.

At Asuka's feet, Athelui threw herself and begged forgiveness for her servant's courtesy.

"Well... you know what?"

Athelui felt an upbeat sweat chill in an instant in the voices of the vain Lord who had descended from her head.

How would Aska have perceived Athelui's deeds, knowing that such freedom was not for her, but nevertheless went into action?

I might have bought an upset.

That, with fury, might have returned to Athelui.

However, Athelui thought that she should not live without this thought.

At any rate, one day humans will die.

On the contrary, the trantrim that goes further than this is the Closed Corridor.

Exactly where he died, is.

Nowhere, such as the guarantee that everyone can go home alive.

That's why Athelui decided that she didn't want to live straight into her heart right now.

And if so, only.

Because I have been heartbroken by Ascaria as the Lord and have risked my life to serve him.

Honestly, I thought I had to tell you.

Think of your love and your thoughts.

Shh, and there was a unique driving sound.

Gyu, and the treaded soil roars.

Pure white outfits that make up Asuka's legs: "Azrile" does not give a look.

Focus, given the same name as the Angel of Death, wipes out human life and other wheat ears more easily.

At the end of Athelui's eyes and nose trembling in cold sweat, there was it.

There were signs that Aska would bend over and he grabbed me by the shoulder.

The flesh of Athelui strengthens.

But when he came down, the words were gentle, full of charity and understanding.

"Aye, okay. Athelui, raise your face. Well done. You talked to me."

What Athelui, who roughly raised his face, saw was a sunny Aska smile that had never been directed before.

Later it reached understanding, but it was a smile directed at a good friend who liked the same man and who risked his life to hope for the accomplishment of that love.

"So now, more than ever, you and I are lovers who loved the same man. While, of course, obedient."

"Yes. Asuka is right."

"Ha, ha. Oh, my God, what a noble thing to do! Good, that's funny, Athelui. My life, come here, is so funny!

And I'll take care of it, Athelui!

With your enemies.

And no, my enemy (rival)!

Your love achievement!

"Why don't we compete together? You want to win?

As sunshine from the bottom of his heart, Athelui is shaken by Aska, who laughs happily.

Oh, this one, he's the king.

Unless you're an unbeatable lover to this human being, you have to be.

"Anyway, about this one, aye. Okay. Forgive me, my lord Zion, and my opponent Irisberda, but you needed to do something later. In terms of fairness, this would be natural. Forgive the first blow!

Come on, stand up.

So Aska laughed as she let him stand from her bare hands and paid for the dirt she had attached.

"But what is it? If that's the case, you're such a powerful competitor."

Don't let Hayabusa expose you to fried bread? That's how I laugh.

"Asuka, I think it's Tombi, right?

And this one's totally back on track, and Athelui answers.

"But it's you. So you won't be able to enjoy the taste of Athelui in the future?"

"Even if you are an enemy, your relationship with Asuka does not break."

"I wonder what it means that wives are also mistresses. Was it written somewhere?

"That's my God, I wonder if that's the prospect."

"Hmm, well, then, it's revenge for being made to do it or for being made to cry. Shall we have plenty of fun tonight?

"You can use it, right? I'm delighted. Well... I'm sorry for the rush."

"Love him. Let me remind you which is the Lord."

"I'd like you to have it badly, tomorrow ♡"

and the atmosphere in which such lily flowers illuminate in the background, was

What Isma has been calling out to.

"Hey, I have a suggestion for you, beautiful ladies."

That's just Isma.

Not a single person, is.

"What is it, Lord Isma?

Aska responded to the man who came out of the dark, just as upset.

"No, Jitsu, I didn't have a plan. I couldn't tell you in that seat."

Without intentionally going through the intimate air brewed between Aska and Athelui, and laughing in the usual way, Isma talked about the matter.

Either way, if you don't keep it inside, you'll hear it from both of us.

"... and well, here's the thing about schematics, huh?

Aska and Athelui look at each other in the ears of Isma.

"I think it's a good idea... why didn't you propose it on that occasion?

Isma scratches her eyelids again to ask the most questions from Asuka.

"Hmm, to fool the enemy, first of all, the word from your side, can you understand me, Nah?

Aska laughs at Isma, who says diagonally with her eyes flowing.

Invincible.

"Hehe. I see... Interesting"

Why don't we get on with it?

Answer immediately.

"Sasasu, His Royal Highness Prince Ascaria. The streets are fast and helpful."

"But this proposal, why me and Athelui?

"Ah, that's right. This move, you two intimate (...) or you won't meet the prerequisites."

Isma, speaking that way, might have heard Asuka and Athelui's conversation from somewhere earlier.

"I see. I'm convinced. What's the procedure?"

"Immediately. I brought everything ready, and my assistant's here."

"It's a good hand job."

"We have to plant what we can. That's what I'm talking about when I deal with overloads in the Closed Corridor."

Most of them laughed back invincibly and Isma said.

Now, suppose we get intimate at best, or depending on Aska.