Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

"Hey, why are you guys interviewing me..."

"Thanks to Chloe. I knew porn would save the world."

"It's a rather complicated mood for your mother to be helped by being seen sexually."

Orion and the others dug into the underground hole and broke into Hex territory, but they couldn't resist sneaking into the supply depot and caught him stealing food.

I cut through the danger of going to the jail, remembering that the galaxy was recruiting workers in this prison, saying that I would work and give them back.

Normally, I was told not to be stupid, but by Chloe's request, who was dressed like she had been stripped, the sketchy prison staff responded that they would only do interviews.

The five of them were to be moved to a simple room where they would sit and only have a long desk for the interviewer and would be kept waiting for a while.

A saggy middle-aged man from the lower jaw came in when a rattle sounded and the door opened. As the man sits somewhere in the interviewer's seat, he glances over a brief resume written by the Orions.

"Hmm. I see. Refugee… from far away…"

He snorts aloud, but what is written on his resume is almost a lie, and his place of origin and age are very appropriate.

However, there is no way the interviewer will notice that. Because his gaze is already poured away from his resume on Chloe's chest.

"This is quite..."

(What's so good about you, you porn jerk)

(What do you say, if we put him in jail here, he'll have a much better chance)

(That's right. Officials will be free, and it will be easier to find your hotel)

Chloe couldn't stand the interviewer's nasty gaze, trying to hide her chest as she tided her cheeks, but the trick was fantastic the other way around.

The interviewer finally takes his gaze off Chloe's chest as Freya peels all the way.

"If you saw me recruit, you'd know, but we're only hiring older people. I guess it's a little harsh because you guys are too young. I'm glad for you, Odysan."

Here, as the Orions were meeting, they enter the cry drop.

"Well, if they kick us out of here, there's a place for us to go."

"It is. I don't have a place for you guys.

"Duh, could you please let me work here (stick)"

It is a bar reading by the time Orion, Freya and the galaxy go on to say but brilliantly.

"Because even if they say so, it's the rule..."

"I'll pay for what I ate. Let me just work for that!

"Well, that meant it was bad for the guy who forgot to lock it in the materials bank, and the damage wasn't that great, so nothing..."

The real problem is not that they were stealing, it's more important how they snuck in here, but no interviewer would ever mention it.

"Oh, please... have mercy"

When Chloe moistened her eyes and begged, she found that under the interviewer's nose was stretched out dele.

"Damn, even if they say so, it's our first camp, so young kids are unacceptable in relation to security. Can you guys cook or do some chores?

Orion and Freya, the heads of housework, said "I can do it" first.

"Well then I wouldn't consider it... By the way, do you guys have a boyfriend or something?

All of a sudden, they shake a completely irrelevant topic, and Freya and the others blatantly look at each other.

But they also know it's an undercover mission. I understood what the words the interviewer wanted me to say here.

Freya, tell me you're not here.

"Yes."

Orion flipped back with a bitter with his chair to Freya, who responded instantly.

"Heh, yeah... she's in so much trouble she can't help her boyfriend"

"No, I'm on the side of helping my boyfriend."

Orion fell bitterly behind again.

"Hey, you shut up."

"I'm not supposed to be in this role..."

"Was that Mr. Freia your boyfriend?

Asshole's galaxy was surprised in different places.

(That's probably the only guy we've got.)

(What? Are you Mr. Donfly!?

Next time I mess up, I'll get your eyeballs.

(Ugh, so he went out with the innkeeper?

(I'm not dating...)

(So what does that mean? What do you mean you're not dating, but you're dating?

That's him. That's Cephre.

(Oh, is it a mistress? convinced)

When the galaxy pounds its hand on Orion's words, Freya tightens their heads critical with an iron claw.

Why are you so convinced?

((Painful, painful))

(I mean... I just... wish we could have that kind of relationship)

Freya blushes and turns that way.

((to Cephre?

"To my boyfriend!!

Freia, who shouted at her, silenced as she blushed when she noticed what the interviewer was looking at.

"I know exactly what you like about your boyfriend..."

The interviewer asks Chloe the same thing with a bitter laugh.

"What about you?

"Uh, yeah, well, I have a dad."

"Are you married?

"He's my wife on the inside."

Now Freya fell backwards with Bittern.

What did Orion do with it? and ask the galaxy.

"Hey, what's an inner wife?

"You mean a couple that are almost married already, but haven't filed for engagement yet. It can be that relationship mainly due to domestic circumstances, economic reasons, lack of other intentions on the part of men, or lack of pressure on the part of women"

"Heh."

"Mr. Chloe, you had someone in that relationship..."

Leave the silly burst of the galaxy alone, and the interviewer touches the galaxy as well.

"What about you?

"Dj, is it you? There are already men who risk their lives to serve, so there is no such relationship between a man and a woman."

"Yes, risk your life..."

'Cause this kid's growing up a little old-fashioned.

Freya follows up, but it doesn't seem to work very well.

"So, what about the kid with the negative aura over there?

The interviewer finally touched Zeno holding his knee on the chair.

"That's a figurine. I had a little darkness in my heart."

"All creatures die."

"You're too scared, aren't you? Horror, I guess?

"Death is equal for all."

"Yes, Xenon. Shall we shut up for a moment?"

Zenon is the pseudonym given to Zeno in entering here. By the way, the tuna, stretched from one side of the side of the side of the head, was deluded by making it look like a involved acce.

Freya and the galaxy push Zeno's mouth, which seems to spin even curse skills when left alone.

Looking over at such suspicious girls, the interviewer roared aloud.

"Mm-hmm. You guys look good. I knew what I was looking for was a paycheck, so this time I didn't have any friends--"

Another guard-like man walked into the room where he was about to say no.

"Hey, that Auga woman, the rice is yelling at you. And Master Harami is furious that he hasn't been able to clean the high-end cell building. I don't care about the interview. Just let me work!

"But the rules say you have to be old"

"Gigibaba's coming to this place for an interview."

d It is a true theory.

When the interviewer pounded his tongue, he threw an apron toward the five.

"Sorry, but work fast."

The Orions wore an apron in their inner guts and entered the camp immediately.

I started working in jail for a few days.

Orion and Freya, who entered the staff lounge, were neat.

The storeroom and rest compartment was lined with groceries to be used in the prison and only one table was set up in the centre of the room. There was nothing else to use here but them, and it was the only place to distract me.

"Saki, you're not here."

"Maybe we're looking for a different place. Atashi and the rest of the time, this fancy cell building? They're making me clean all these beautiful buildings. Where he is and where he's definitely fat."

"I have it. There's a good chance there's a beauty next door."

"You really can't forgive me. I just imagined it. I'm getting annoyed."

As they were burning their anger irrationally, the galaxy returned in a good mood.

"Are you that much fun to clean?

"What? Cleaning and other chores are fun. If you can, it's best to work for your loved ones."

"Why are you appealing to girls?"

"That's right, when I broke the neck of a bronze statue that seemed important to me, the guard told me to do something different. I don't give a shit about women's power."

"That's a pre-women's issue. If you're going to question women, I'm going to ask men."

"Yes, they do. Unworthy of blooms"

"Feminine."

"But there's another place where I can't leave you like that..."

A galaxy that dyes its cheeks and twists itself around.

"No, Mazo's not invincible"

"It seems that one of the most difficult fighters of all time was Mazo. No matter how much you attack, you just get excited."

"It's not invincible."

"But he surrendered as soon as he ignored it."

"You were right about that. What about Chloe? I don't suppose that nasty-eyed interviewer is bringing you in somewhere, is he?

As the three of us were discussing it, Chloe, a maid of honor clothes, returned to the break room.

"Just, well."

"Oh, I'm home"

"That, Chloe, what's that clothes?

"The guard gave it to me when I was preparing the prisoner's meal. He wants me to wear this and serve him."

"Atashi didn't have that."

Chloe was a little shy to let the skirt hem flip.

White garter belts and thighs peeked, and the Orions glanced at their faces.

"This is the guy your bad husband ordered to play night games."

"Atashi thought so, too. Seriously, my mother didn't make me look like a man."

"I really can't read my age......"

Soon afterwards, Zeno came home with a negative aura.

"Welcome home. Have you been cleaning up properly?

"Yeah... I've come to hell with plenty of guards and prisoners to be fair."

"What a shady guy..."

As Freya stares at her face, the sound of Concon and Knock sounds.

I wondered if the guard had even come, and when I opened the break room door, there stood a long young man there.

"Excuse me. Do you have any cleaning equipment here?

"Oh, he's so handsome."

A woman would be blinded to anyone else. The person was an intelligent handsome Oscar with glasses.

"If it's cleaning equipment, come here"

When Chloe handed Oscar the cleaning equipment, he realized he was shackled in his hand.

"A prisoner, perhaps?

"I say Oscar on the top floor of the luxury cell building here. I'm restricted, but I'm allowed to be free in this luxury cell building, so I thought I'd clean it myself."

"Wow... he's a hundred times more handsome and has a solid personality than Saki"

"But a man without a crack is a man."

"Freya Saki Things I Like Too Much Issues"

"Bad?"

When he sees them talking, Oscar sees them uncommonly.

Orions dressed up wondering if they could have been suspicious, but they weren't.

"Um... sorry. I'm sorry to be abrupt, but is there someone you guys like?

Everyone replies vaguely to Oscar's question, "Stay, well".

"I might have someone who likes it, too."

"Oh nice, could it be one-sided?

Chloe gives a pleasant voice, oh well.

"The... this has never happened before, but when I think about that guy, my chest is tightened... My best friend told me that I was just sick, but I didn't think so..."

"Are you the same prisoner?

"Oh, he's a very courageous man... he's a hope for me"

"Love. Definitely."

"Hawa, handsome man's love in prison. It's like a play."

"Don't you have anything to worry about? If she's so cool, any woman is a dick, right?

Oscar holds his mouth to Orion's words.

"The person is not of the opposite sex, but of the same sex."

All the women swam their eyes as they glanced at each other and sweated cold.

Even that Zeno is out of business.

"Oh, yeah "

"Freya, the end of the story is up."

I wasn't hiding the upset.

"I've never seen anything like this before. I've never thought of anything to look at any woman before, but just looking at his side makes my heart warm."

Everyone on the spot understands Oscar's thoughts.

"Well, I don't think you care about same-sex like that!

"It's your feelings that matter."

"You can't give up. If you have a big handicap, you should gun-attack!

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I'm sure. I don't know, but if I had eyes."

Oscar is inspired and courageous by them.

"Thank you. I'll face my feelings slowly. Be careful not to be a nuisance to them. Oh, I feel kind of refreshed!

He took his cleaning gear and left the break room in such a good mood that he might even sing in his nose.

"We did good."

"Yeah, well, if the handsome man now gets married to the thinker, I'll bless him greatly."

"Yes! Gender has nothing to do with love!

"Faction!!

I was watching the screws in the workplace and I felt a terrible chill with a big sneeze.

Chris speaks up worried.

"Cold?"

"What is it, like it's not like a cold? It's like being seen in something you don't know what to do..."

"I don't know. Why does that make you sneeze?

"I don't know."