Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

That was around noon the day after I vaguely thought that the headache that would strike me with a hangover would finally start pulling off, and it was time to start working in full swing.

"There's courage here. Listen to me. Come on! Ho Yong, just come out!!

A hangover tight for me, a slightly bigger, taller voice reached my ear from downstairs.

Hey, there's a door in my room, and I think maybe my voice originated from two different sources than my room, from the first floor dining room, but who the hell is this loud voice that arrives without any of that stuff?

"Hmm?...... duh!!?

I can't believe it. Shortly after, I was pulled out with great momentum by my right arm, which had a spider's yarn (large) wrapped around it extending through an open window.

Yes, well, that's a question. What happens to me when I say that the spider thread (large) that was sometime entangled in my right hand extends through the open window, which means that it will be pulled?

"I'm on the third floor here -!!?

Answer. I was thrown out into the air in my bedclothes.

Isn't it okay if we're on the third floor or something? Many will think so.

Yeah, well, if I can land properly, I'll be fine from the Tokyo Tower.

But, you know, I'm still afraid of being thrown out into the air all of a sudden, seriously for what it's worth.

But once again, faster than I thought about it, I felt a unique shake, like when I jumped into the bed where Cushion heard me.

"There you are, pervert... Oh, my God!

"Mr. Ariadne, after all"

Apparently, I fell into a spider's nest strewn in the air. Looking around, there was a slightly tense Ese Kansai valve Arakunai.

"Uh, sorry. Like what?

My head ached badly with a headache and I heard it with a little irritation, but it doesn't seem to work at all for Mr. Ariadne, whose tension gauge shook off the limit value.

"I don't care what you say! Gymnastics on a blazer, and school squash as long as you got the material, huh?

What... you say?

"Say that fast, Mr. Ariadne! Uh-huh! Now you can turn the school into a uniform paradise!

"Be honest with Yong's desire to say that, don't hate me!

I got out of my nest while Mr. Ariadne snuck me a princess.

"So? What's the gift?

"I'm riding this carriage ten times each."

When I ask, Mr. Ariadne sees the carriage carriage parked in front of the voice pavilion with a kitten stroke.

"Okay, hurry up"

"Wanna go? First the blazer."

That's what Mr. Ariadne took out: a blazer with a bright brown tone and a checkered red skirt.

It's a pattern that seems to be worn by a group of idols with about 48 people.

... um, you're so cute in there!

"Skills are two automatic barriers to auto-repairing."

"Looking at it as a piece of equipment, it's not about squash, but it's a good enough category."

When I stroke the blazer, I leak another sigh of admiration into the touch.

"I've designed the boys' based on the girls, see?

"You've never seen a bastard's uniform. One after the other! You got a bloomer next!

When I said so, Mr. Ariadne took out his gym clothes and a blue bloomer.

"Skills mitigate impact on automatic repairs and strengthen physical abilities (weak)."

"This is usually excellent again. If you're going to say weakness, the bloomers are going to eat up a little, but rather watch it."

"Short bread for boys, huh?

"The bastard's uniform is abbreviated below! Come on! Squeeze next!

Finally, it's fate!

"Bye! I did what I ordered! Skills are the original automatic repair. Automatic barriers, increased magic power, and MP recovery remain intact. A new +1 Evasion Performance will be activated by default!

What Mr. Ariadne wants to take out is a supreme delicacy knitted in a pure white cloth.

White sku illuminates in the sun and even looks sparkling.

However,

"No, I don't think so, but even if I could just show you my clothes..."

Yes, the blazer is cute and the bloomer is horny, and the squirt can even see the back light, but I'm not a special sexuality guy who says I get excited about clothes anyway. I like squeeze. But I'm not a 'squirt enthusiast', I'm a 'beauty enthusiast in squirt', I am.

Hence the uniform. and even if they show it off with sound effects, they're not as excited as the tension jumps. Plus, I'm asleep, so the tension is unnecessarily low. I thought it was cute or something.

"I don't know what to say! The curve at the base of this bloomer's thigh! Blazer's, above is the iron wall, below is this golden rule of Hirahira Miniska! He made me excited so many times while I was weaving! I'm tired of squirting after all. Best week I've ever had."

It was Ariadne speaking with a full smile, but... um, I guess I'm not convinced.

"I knew you needed a model. Of course, for beautiful sisters with big tits!

"Black laughter suits you as always. I have to do it. Well, I don't agree with that plan! After all, clothes are only worn once. So, do you have a model guess?

"I'm alone, but the next time I do it, it's not going to be free."

"Doesn't it?

"Oh, it's nothing. Talk over here."

But you're in trouble. If Bernadette was here, I could tell him again and make him cosplay, but he hasn't come back since yesterday...

"Not as good as this."

Mr. Ariadne sighs pointing at a uniform overlapping the carrier.

But there are no more beauties like models I know than Mr. Marida and Bernadette can't use.

"I don't know what's going on"

All is at stake. The only way to get this pile of uniforms straight to the Dean of the College in Lizwadia at the earliest...

And isn't that to say that as a planner I'm too irresponsible?

I have to deliver the finished product. But uniforms today are far from finished products. Because I'm supposed to wear them, but I'm the one who wears them! Because you haven't seen it!

And to get it done, you have to have porn sisters try it on and indulge in the sight of licking it around!

This is no longer an obligation.

I don't have a model to say it is. Well, what's going on?

"Mr. Yashiro..."

"Hmm?

I was suddenly called out that me and Mr. Ariadne were troubled. And my name.

With that said, I thought it was the voice I heard, and I looked back, and I stopped moving like I was frozen.

"Long time no see, pal."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!... Isn't that Dr. Dort? What's the matter, sir?

I jumped away screaming because I had a face (up) with Dr. Dautranje before I turned around.

"The Dean of the Academy is looking for Mr. Yashiro. Are you free now?

Mr. Dot goes on in a vain, dandy voice against his horrible face.

"No, not now... no, wait?

I saw Mr. Dot's face and remembered. Yes, you're at the college teacher!

There's a teacher with horny physical fishing eyes charming in a good way!!