Sevens

"You think I should protest violently about what Mr. Raku forgot about us. Best Ryer...... I think this has had a huge impact on Best Ryer! I think what I missed this time is an absolutely huge loss!

The third generation theorizes forcefully within the treasure ball, but the words returned were lonely.

Low number.

The fifth generation exhaled in a sigh of relief.

"It may not be over yet,"

The seventh generation is shaking its head without it.

'It's a small battle, so I was wondering if it was there. When time passes so far that we cannot settle, we can only assume that something has failed......'

Mireia was removing a bulletproof gun from the sleeve of her flirty dress. It's older than anything used by the seventh generation, and a gun that can't be fired without a bullet in it.

While checking that gun.

'... you need to be punished. I was so excited. How much do you think you've waited for this moment'

The seventh generation looked at Mireia's gun as if she missed it. It's the seventh generation that loves guns, but the third generation thought it might have been affected by Mireia.

(Well, tell me why, 'cause you two are close)

Doing so, the fifth generation was looking up at the ceiling. When the video, which was unclear, gradually became clearer, it seemed that Lyell was explaining to his people there.

'Oh, apparently from here... it's over'

When you see what the fifth generation is talking about, the atmosphere, and the war is over from them, the third generation rises out of the chair.

It's over! Hey, I wanted to see it because it's precious to be a battlefield ravenous sun or something!

I've seen him fight big demons before, but everyone hasn't seen Runable Sun fight on the battlefield. In that sense, what I missed this time was very painful for the third generation.

... Beltrayer, yes.

But the third generation, who tried to complain, stops perfectly at Lyell's words.

"Look, wait in line for a kiss"

Monica was raising her hand and appealing to Lyell for that. He is jumping and his maid clothes and twin tails are shaking with piompion.

'Yes! Yes!! Am I going to kiss you too!! It matters here! It's very important!

Then, as Lyell was frightened.

"Are you stupid or what? But you're also adorable at such a stupid place. Of course, you've decided to kiss me! Whatever it is for nothing, I want to kiss Monica!

What a shitty statement Lyell is making surrounded by women, but he proclaimed it very dignified. If you look only at the atmosphere, you don't even think you're saying the right thing.

Just for three generations purposes.

"Eh, Raku Sun...... are you bringing me here? Everybody?... you don't have to!

There are few advantages to knowing about ourselves now. That's what our contemporaries thought in history. He thought that postponement, and the fact that there was also the matter of Celes' treasure balls, included many disadvantages that our existence would be known.

So when we got here, we'd better finish without seeing each other. And I also thought it would be more interesting.

"If you find out you've been watched a lot, you'll be furious with Aria."

When the fifth generation said so, they stood up and tried to enter the room. But Mireia grabbed such a fifth generation arm.

'Isn't that good? Let's meet up with Lyell's wife. "

Nico, but the third generation understood that he was upset somewhere. He seems to be having fun troubling the fifth generation. No, maybe it's sweet.

The third generation also tries to return to the room. Then.

'Hmm? What...'

So, when the door to Lyell's memory opened vigorously, the third generation was forced to move to their memory room.

The last thing I saw was the little Lyell in front of the room -.

I tried to kiss everyone, me, but Clara pointed me out that I was calm, so I was lost.

Clara said.

"Mr. Lyell, I see there's a reason. But it's troublesome when everyone is deprived of consciousness. We also need to keep an eye on our bodies, but more importantly, we don't know what happens here on the battlefield. Don't get distracted because it's over."

That's a good point. When I heard that, I decided to take Clara's opinion into account.

"Then who will you take to the treasure ball..."

Look around, I saw Shannon. When I saw Shannon's golden eyes, I remembered Mr. Mireia. One day, he said he wanted to see his grandson, so I looked at Shannon and Miranda and nodded.

"All right, Miranda and Shannon are the decisions. Get ready for it. I'll stay... Nowem, I've made up my mind for you!

When I point my finger at Bishi, Nowem lowers his head.

"If that's what Lady Lyell would say."

Then Monica sat down.

"... this time there's an opportunity for this Monica to be active... and even though it's Fever Time because of it"

As I approached Monica, who sat back and jerked off, I kissed Monica's forehead with my face up.

"Now this is patience. I'll be right back when I'm done for. Monica... I'm counting on your dinner today."

With that said and one eye closed, Monica stood up as she spun and even twin tails looked beautiful.

"Leave it to me! Even if this is the battlefield, this Monica will do her best to prepare the best dishes!

And I thought,

(Now, if there were three of you, would you manage to mislead me? But I'm glad it turned out. Don't show me that wild look of Nowem that our historical lords deduce...... no, just the third generation already)

Historical emperors who deduce Nowem are also only third generation because there is no fourth generation. It's still sad, but the fourth generation of teaching lives in me. Being cuddly would piss me off, so I grabbed Miranda's arm and pulled her over, wary of Nowem.

"... hey, am I still mad?

Miranda, who is still unconvinced, stares at me a little, so she looks serious...

"Sorry, but I want your lips now. So I don't ask why and I don't want to hear why. Give it to me."

I kissed Miranda as she was surprised by her unusually forceful attitude. When I put my tongue in and activated my skills - the connections - Miranda would lose her body strength as it was, so when I held her gently, she would let her sleep softly in the tent.

"... this is my skill"

When I tried to tell you my thoughts, I saw Shannon kissing me right now.

"It's inconvenient. I have to kiss you every time, and I hesitate sometimes about my regular Lyell or something. When you're stuck in your feathers, hurry up, I think."

Shannon complained about your dissatisfaction until now, so I said back.

"Fool, when you kiss a kid you like or a pretty kid, a guy is thrilled. Isn't she cute?"

When I pose, Shannon is pulling a dong.

"You're cute? No. Never. That's all you've done, and you're going to keep doing it, right?

I shrugged my shoulder in front of Shannon, and I held Shannon to the princess and blocked her mouth as she was. You were unconscious, or Shannon lost consciousness before he went wild, so I'm gonna let him sleep next to Miranda.

"This guy turns his face bright red... isn't he cute"

He was strong before I kissed him but his face was bright red. As I fitted in, I noticed that the gaze around me was cold.

I'm looking around.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure you guys are deeper at night than usual! Now let's go to Nowem…"

Everyone's grievances tend to accumulate because they must have worried about me. That makes this cold, ridiculous gaze comfortable too.

I'm a happy man!

As I stepped down into the treasure ball, I looked around.

Same as usual between round tables, but the last time I got off I looked at the atmosphere on the spot and tilted my neck.

"Why are you here? Besides, why else is it just Mr. Mireia?

There were only two of them between the round tables.

One of them is Mr. Mileia. He sat in the fifth generation chair, smiling and waving at Miranda and Shannon, who were astonished. And he even looked at me so hard when he turned his gaze on me.

I'm coughing.

"Well, let me introduce you. Mireia Walt, one of the finishing beauties in the Walt family - should I say this to the Mirandas? Mireia Circlei, it's your sister."

I emphasised the beauty and the sister, but the atmosphere of Mr. Mireia remains unchanged.

"Nice to meet you, huh? I have vague memories since I married the Circleys, so maybe I've seen you, but I'll be seeing you for the first time myself. '

As Miranda was surprised.

"Is it the same as Shannon?

'That's right. But you look so close. Boulders are my grandchildren, Miranda.'

While Shannon hid behind Miranda, he watched one of the others between the roundtables.

After all, it doesn't seem easy with just a small tip. And I introduced the other one sitting in my chair.

"So this childish you... somehow, it seems to be my memory. I mean, why are you here?

When I lean my neck and ask, if I was bluffing my legs, I would say with an elbow on the round table and a chin on my hand and a smile.

'I really wanted to see you, so that's no reason? Long time no see, Nowem.'

I smiled when I saw Nowem. But there's something wrong with Nowem. Oddly enough, I was distant and alert.

He looked like he was standing against having his body lowered half a step back. The expression was more faceless than usual, and he smiled when he looked at me. But it's not anywhere.

"What's up?

"No, it was abrupt. Besides, it wasn't what I expected."

Looks like Nowem was making predictions about my treasure balls. Sure, I wasn't expecting this.

"Right. I'm unexpected, too. So go back to your room. Because if I miss you, I'll go see you again. I'm busy today."

I'm about to ask Mireia how she feels. If you think so, you may be unhappy.

'That's troubling, isn't it? Because I need to talk to Nowem. Finally, you should listen to me. I'll leave you two to it as far as Mr. Mireia is concerned. That'll work better... even so'

I saw Miranda and Shannon with a daunting but serious look.

Put your hands on your chin.

"Big breasts and small breasts... add them and divide them by two, Mr. Mireia with normal breasts, huh? But"

But when I stood up slowly, I tried to jump straight into Miranda's chest in an instant.

'I knew you preferred bigger!!'

At some point he was pointed at the gunpoint by Mr. Mireia, who moved, and all he could do was raise his hands.

While Shannon shuddered gawdly.

"Sister, is this the memory of Lyell? Unlike now, he's a terrific porn kid!

If they could stick a gun in my mouth, I would say I looked at such a frightened Shannon chillily and then shook my head sideways.

'Says the smaller breasts are worth it too... but they won't soak you in the chest. You polish yourself more, little girl.'

"... No, I knew it was Lyell. You said this to me before."

Then Mr. Mireia smiled and pulled the trigger.

"No, I can't, you."

The sound of turns, smoke, and the smell of gunpowder filled the round table. Well, did the seventh generation take this every time? I'm glad I solved the mystery, but I'm close to getting it.

"I shot him! Sister, Lyell's been shot! Gaaaaaa!! I'm up!!"

I was about to cry when I saw Shannon confused enough to stand up while holding down his bloody forehead. Even as Miranda shuddered.

"I guess we'll be fine here. And the reason you called us in was because you wanted us to meet your ancestors? I've got a lot to ask you.

Miranda's opinion is good too. When I try to explain, I can make a suggestion.

'Then you two should ask Mr. Mireia. I have business with Lyle and Nowem. I mean, come on, Lyell should know. Isn't that right, Nowem?

When everyone's gaze gathers in Nowem, I'll be clear.

"If you have the memory of a goddess or an evil god, do I know that?

Then Shannon raised his voice.

"Ha!? What, Sole!

Miranda tells Shannon to shut up.

"Shannon, shall we listen here? The question isn't too late."

Seeing Miranda like that, Mireia nodded happily several times. But all I could do was shake my head to the side.

'No, I'm not. That's not a big deal. What's important is why Nowem's doing it to Lyell. My guard was strong enough to call me an iron wall. [M] Doesn't that surprise you a little?

That's what they told me.

"Really? Because I'm more attractive. I'm sorry, but I'm better than you. Nah, Nowem."

That's what Nowem was told, and he was laughing bitterly.

"Right. Both are Lady Lyell, but certainly more so now..."

To Nowem, who replied so, you must look hard. It's not jealousy. It's not even a grudge. It's not really negative emotion that I said that, I say I can take it.

'Are you gonna keep it hidden forever? I'm sorry... Lyell's not Nowem's toy.'

It was like he was hitting Nowem's wrath for me.