Sevens

"After all, butterflies and bees are better than Hua. I want to be a butterfly or bee flying around the beautiful flowers"

In the tent, I put Monica next to me in the middle of both factions staring at each other across the elongated table to correct my remarks outside.

The boulder told me not to be naked, and I reluctantly decided to put on a gown and open my chest wide to endure.

Directly in front of him, Mr. Alette sat with a narrow shoulder.

Next door, the deputy stands at a slight distance. She stood tall, but her face was blue if she was nervous.

Monica, who takes care of me, serves tea.

"Chicken bastard, we're in the middle of something."

"It was. So you came to solicit us. I'm listening to you. I didn't know you'd solicit me until you offered yourself... you have eyes."

From within the treasure balls, there is the voice of the historical contemporaries. in order from the third generation.

"Raku Sun, you really need Sun today!

"From the first Marvelous, this time there are successive candidates......"

'... that's it. I had a long period of ill health this time, and this would be that recoil'

'I vote for the statement' Dye the graveyard my color '. A strong statement about dyeing that hell into your own color...... this will be the only way!

'Sixth generation, it's still early. Slowly here, wait and hear the myths that come out one after the other. Anyway, it's a sun you can take.'

Smiling, I speak to Mr. Alette, and Mr. Alette turns her gaze to both factions, correcting me.

"Yes, no... that's not what I meant, I just called out to really appreciate my strength and solicit. Besides, as an adventurer, I have a future relationship."

It would be because of the beautiful flowers who are jealous that they are moving their gaze left and right.

Yarray...... what a sinful man you are.

Mr. Allette tells me in a panic.

"Or solicitation itself is not fate! Oh, it's me! Arr!"

Point your gaze at the deputy, Mr. Alette. The deputy was out of sight in a very unpleasant way.

I've been thinking about what it's called...

"So far, are you a porter? Your eyes are high. That's me and Monica's greatest work! The prototype porter I teach at Aramsarth is my mini-porter!

When I tell you, Mr. Allette says it with a saved look.

"That's it! That mini-porter, or I want you to tell me about the porter! That would revolutionize transportation. Yeah!"

I say to Alette, who snorts alone, that I feel sorry for holding my face by my hand.

"It's a shame. There are circumstances here, too, and I need time when it comes to teaching. Besides, if you teach one person, one person after the other will come asking you to teach. I can't afford that much time, so I'm not going to tell you."

The fourth generation seems to regret it.

'... as long as I have time, I'll teach you at Baym to make money. Ha, if you have time.'

It's something I think I can eat just to teach.

But at the same time we made money, we also had the purpose of working ourselves out.

"I suggest you learn there because you should be teaching at Aramsarth. Well, if you can use magic, I think you can move it relatively easily."

Then Mr. Alette looks happy.

"Right! Then I have no choice! Okay, let's be rude with this. I'll be ready for the next one, yeah!

Why do you seem happy? With a few doubts, I'm afraid Mr. Allette is about to leave the tent.

"With that said, I mean the previous paperwork...... do you still have it?

Then Mr. Alette, looking back, yells at me reddening her face.

"There's no way I always have it! That time...... that time ahhh!!"

I say with my hair up as I look at Alette, who's about to cry.

"Then bring it now. I'll sign for you on this occasion. Come on, run and get it!

Alette's face, about to cry, was flashing. The deputy who was comforting Mr. Alette next door is looking at me and opening his eyes.

From the treasure balls, the fifth generation.

"A bouldering sun. I can't wait to hear what Lyell says later."

Next to me are Nowem and Miranda. Look at me, he's smiling.

"Dear Lyell, anything is too steep. Just a little more, check with them..."

"You shut the fuck up! Lyell, I'm not gonna say anything unnecessary in my current state! Well, you know what time it is, don't you? Besides, it hasn't solved our problem."

I opened my hands once, listening to both of them. And when you cross your hands to hold yourself again.

"Don't be so jealous. Whatever, I'm everyone's Lyell. You don't have to worry, we'll all make you happy!

Both Nowem and Miranda held their foreheads down with their hands if their heads hurt.

And turn your gaze to Mr. Alette, not me.

Did Mr. Aretto become unbearable in a tent that began to giggle more...

"Wow, even I... I understand that even after this growth I don't mean it!

- I left the tent crying.

The deputy rushes to say "excuse me" and go after Mr. Allette.

We're the only ones in the tent.

I take a sip of Monica's fried tea and I turn my gaze to everyone.

"Well, let's start a fun discussion"

With a spare smile, he recommended discussing it to the staring women.

The beginning of the matter was trivial.

Three people, Nowem, Aria and Miranda, who recovered from pre-growth fatigue, etc. before me, took me back from the labyrinth.

Me lying around in a camping place for a while, but in the morning, I came up with such a name that all the things I've thought about so far are ridiculous.

So when I went outside to tell him about it, three people, Eva and May, headed by Nowem, were facing Aria and Shannon, headed by Miranda.

Clara wanted to see how things were going a little further away, but I guess it was more than Miranda, one way or the other.

Monica was on my side, and it took the form of me popping up between the two.

And the problem is...

"Nowem didn't give details about the wand. Besides, I met and talked to the Fox family at Baim... and that's not all, but Nowem has a lot of suspicions."

Miranda can't even forgive Nowem for what she's done so far and for keeping her mouth shut about the wand from us.

Maybe there's a connection to Ceres? I guess so.

In contrast, Nowem replies calmly.

"It was definitely fake. But that's for Master Lyell. Above all, I didn't mean to be detrimental with that falsehood. More than that... Mr. Miranda, you were watching over me, weren't you? Besides, I was bringing in gunpowder this time. It would have been tough if it had been a detonation, wouldn't it?

It's Eva who's in tune with Nowem. May, too, is on Nowem's side, defending him.

"Mostly, I'm out of my mind because Nowem is suspicious!

"Agreed. Besides, if you don't want to, why don't you just leave?

On Miranda's side are Aria and Shannon, and a little distance away, but Clara is also on Miranda's side.

Aria is.

"I guess it's because you're doing something you can't help but suspect! Besides, Nowem has done the same thing before."

Shannon looked at me, sighed and leaned down.

"Ha... not now Lyell"

When they say no, it's out of my mind. All right, let's try to get the best results out of this helpless situation.

I thought so, but Clara speaks.

"Certainly Mr. Miranda was hiding something, too. I think the lookout is too much for me too...... but as it turns out, Mr. Nowem was meeting with his parents. Besides, isn't what you received a family heirloom wand? You think it's a hell of a wand?"

I guess both sides have their say.

Nowem is.

"I am, and always have been, acting for Master Lyell. It's beyond my heart to doubt that."

We protested quietly.

Monica is watching my side of the story.

"Huh, what a training ground. Chicken bastards who dare to step through these visible mines are boulders."

I don't really understand mines, but I can still understand being praised.

"Don't praise me too much. It's going to fly."

As I drank tea, I was watching the conversation and fighting continued even within the treasure balls.

The third and fourth generations.

"Oh my god Nowem... if it weren't for this kid, there wouldn't have been a Lyell right now! And I figured Marvelous would be this Best Ryer Award!

'Absolutely. I have no clue what kind of Nowem you did to the Mirandas who came later! And then I said, "Bring the marriage papers, I'll sign them here."

The fifth generation feels a little distant.

'I'm not even going to see you, but was it Octo? He told me to believe in Nowem. It is also true that there is some involvement. I don't know if I believe everything. I'm in Marvelous, too. Impact Unlike Others'

The sixth generation.

"You think Miranda's bad? How about ignoring Nowem's secrecy and saying that? In fact, it was Miranda who uncovered all the facts she had hidden. By the way, I colored the graveyard."

Seventh generation too.

'I understand you owe the Foxz family. I've never been helped in the same way. It's just dangerous to believe blindly. I'm still on hold because something's about to come up. "

This one also seems to have divergent opinions about Nowem.

(Totally... and always this guy. Isn't that easy? I mean, fellas who act for me...... not that this is great, but what!

I stand up and declare, looking at both factions fighting over words.

"I love you guys. Ooh!

The sudden shouting stopped the argument on the spot perfectly. I say, looking up to heaven, hiding my face with both hands.

"So much thought, I'm happy"

Monica.

"Oh? Is this a pattern that's gone too giddy and crazy for boulders? It's all your fault. Take care of some delicate chicken bastards!

Nowem seems worried.

"La, Lady Lyell, I'm sorry. But if you suspect this, we'll have to talk soon..."

Miranda looked at me worried, too.

"I did a little too much. But if we're going to keep our lives, we need to know..."

I face straight ahead and open my hands.

"I got the story! We can't believe each other at last, that's what we're talking about!

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

"Then it's easy. Let's get this over with right now."

I smile at everyone, but everyone turns a suspicious gaze. I guess I'm sad, they don't believe me because of my usual behavior.

(Sure, because I was a little bit of a wife. But I'm not from today!

"Well, let's all kiss me to make this quick. Deep guy!

Then, when Aria turned red in her face and knocked down the chair and stood up, she moved to the corner of the tent.

Shannon puckers his mouth and Clara is bright red to his ears.

May is.

"With that said, you looked like Kirin before. Which one this time? Kirin after all?"

That's what I say, so I smile.

"Kirin's tongue is good, but I ask you to look like a person. I'll give you both my first kiss."

However, Mae raised and lowered her shoulders as she shrugged.

"It was a shame. First kiss is with Fredrix."

Within the treasure balls, I hear voices blaming the fifth generation.

"Pervert."

"I don't have a single digit on the boulder."

"Your father's such a hobby... you're embarrassed"

"Always clear, is that your hobby"

The fifth generation gets rough.

"Kirin looks like a greeting to me! My tongue just happened to be in my mouth! You guys, I know and I'm telling you!

It's a shame, but I decided to cut it off because the fifth generation couldn't help it.

"That's fine, then. Then even soon..."

Shannon then protests violently.

"Don't be silly! You know, putting your tongue in... Impossible!

Look at Shannon protesting with a red face, and I'll put my hand on my chin.

"If Deep can't do it, why don't you go with 'Velochew'? Look, it sounds so cute."

"Not cute at all! Besides, we're not doing this together! Absolutely, no!

Shannon turns that way with his arms together. Sure, I thought we were in too much of a hurry.

"Okay. You're good on the pass. Looking forward to the next. Now, for the rest of your face..."

With that said, Shannon reached out to me with a slightly troubled face.

"Oh, no... are you pulling back that easy?

That's what he said, but the time is running out, so I decided to start when I was ready to look at the other faces. But there's still one person to resist.

It's Eva.

"Wait... I, I'm acting with Lyell, but I'm not in love, either. I don't want to kiss or anything."

I've been told that normally.

But I'm not giving up to this extent.

"Right."

"That's right. So kiss the rest of us this time. I mean, why a kiss? You think using your skills would solve this situation?

As I approached Eva as I suspected, I turned my hand around Eva's waist and pushed her down, holding her back with my hand.

Hold the resisting hand with your right hand, face close.

"Then fall in love now. Love you right away."

"Ha ha!? You're out of your mind!!"

Eva resisting, but she was trying to get out of her face and out of sight. But my cheeks were just a little red.

(Pulsed!

Seventh generation from inside the treasure ball.

'... this love now, isn't it what Best Ryer deserves?

The third generation.

"Uh, Marvelous, after all."

The fifth generation seems to regret it.

'You guys, I won't forget you called me a pervert earlier. Oh, I changed to "Because It's Everybody's Lyell".

I look into Eva's eyes and say, in a situation of confusion and lack of success.

"Don't worry. It's just the difference between falling in love now or later!

Eva resists.

"So, no! Even I have dreams! I have a dream that they will confess with a bouquet of flowers at the end of the stage... and yet there's no way I'm falling in love with a guy who tells me to fall in love or anything in a place with so many people like this!

I heard Eva explain, like Monica was spooked.

"No, I think a lot of people are around you in your dreams, and if you don't change too much..."

I was listening to Eva's dreams, and I was snorting.

"Okay. Then the confession is behind us. I'll get your lips first. When you're ready, I'll make your dreams come true. Imagine... renting out a big theater and confessing in front of everyone when your gig is over. A full audience sees us and applauds us! Besides... you don't hate being seen, do you?

Then Eva dyed her cheeks and nodded.

"... Yes"

Apparently, he's imagined a confession scene, and he's happy about it.

Shannon points to Eva.

"Hey, he just nodded and replied! You said a lot earlier, but you snort and dye your cheeks or something!

(Got it!

Before I regain my cool, I kiss Eva. I was surprised Eva opened her eyes wide just for a moment but soon returned to normal.

There is a feeling that the skill [connection] line can be between me and Eva.

(Okay, next time -)

The fourth generation, with Bosoli.

"If I had this much behavior from time to time... it might be good because sometimes"

Everyone in the tent was looking at us with their faces red.

- There, it was a circular room.

The ceiling is high and embedded with round, blue gems.

It didn't seem a mistake to think it resembled Lyell's jewel.

Standing in the center of the room is Lyell in his everyday clothes, not his gown.

The large room has five doors.

And there were silver swords and bows floating in the universe used by Lyell. The floor is a bunch of taller, circular rings.

Looking around, I saw Clara, still blushing, flirting.

May looks around and looks at the door calm.

(Because it's the second time? He said he kissed me before... or kiss me in Kirin's appearance, what did Lyell think...)

Miranda with a headache, but I never thought First Kiss would be lost in a situation like this.

The imposing Lyell was good too, but there are feelings that I would have liked if I could have made the mood.

(Well, it won't just prepare a confession for Eva, as I'll tell her later in my request... this is where she was brought in with skill [connections], in Lyell's mind?

Lyell's Skills [Connection].

It's a skill that means connectivity. Skills that allow you to connect with each other in a line of magic and communicate your will.

However, I couldn't even imagine Miranda the boulder being able to draw consciousness into my heart.

On the ring.

Lyell spread his hand in a sudden shower of light slipping out of the ceiling.

"If not with words, speak with fists! That goes on from the first generation, the Walt family fashion! Now let's get you up in the ring!

Everyone around me was looking at Lyell on the ring if they didn't understand...