Survival in Another World With My Master

"Koske, let me wait. - What is this?

Silfi, who came out of the room, shouted confused. I understand the feeling a lot. When they came out of the room, it was as if Ellen and I had been taken in by the three slime daughters. But we were in a very relaxed mood. This is because the most comfortable bed is completely rubbed and wrapped in a refreshing fragrance of poison.

It's like taking a whole body massage and aromatherapy at the same time. It works very well for me and Ellen, who are using physical and mental force. At a level that feels good and doesn't matter what happens.

"Hey, isn't there something wrong with the ingredients?

Sylphie is staring at Poison with a cloth that she took out from somewhere while covering her mouth and nose. Ahh... it feels so good...

"It's not dependent, is it?

Release Koske and the Virgin now.

Sylvie clasped his fist to Poison with a real tone. Hehe, yo, Sylphie! Don't be so cool. This smell makes me the best. Why?

"These two people were so stressed that they had to do this.

"The story is very helpful, but it's not good enough for the two of us to use it now. Hurry up and make it clear."

"The Spirit Man is rough."

"Bhh!?

"Nhh!?

All of a sudden, the incredible fragrance coming from behind my nose penetrated through the sky. This is it, it feels like Wasabi has worked too well! It hurts! Tears come out!

"Ugh!"

Ellen also pressed her nose and her eyes became tearful. It's too irritating to notice. But Ellen with tearful eyes is a little cute.

Are you out of your mind? Koske? "

"Fugafuga"

Sylphie picks my nose as she swells her cheeks, turns her face toward herself, and forcibly peels off the sight I was pointing at Ellen. A little swollen cheeks are cute. What a cute creature. Are you jealous? Are you jealous of yakitori? This is an unprecedented revelation! It's not like it's never happened before, but isn't it the first time Sylvie has ever been so jealous?

Haiihn

"Hmm!?

Next door, Lime was doing something with her hands around Ellen's nose. No, I know what you're doing. Don't do that because it might be a SAN check in some cases.

"Ah, what an outrage to me, a noble saint....."

Ellen, who had been freed from the slim bed, was fighting on all fours. It seems that the slime type nose was shocking.

Me? I was pulled out of my slim bed by Sylvie's hand and I was dressed up a little disturbed. I have learned that it is best to be honest and sweet at these times, or to keep it as it is. I'm cool.

"Seeing... no, I'm ready for the meeting. Come on in."

Copy that.

"Okay."

When Ellen wooshes... she instantly enters faceless Virgin Mode. It's kind of funny that Lime is stretching her tentacles behind her and fixing Ellen's costume disturbance. Well, yeah, it looks like Lime likes Ellen pretty much. Even Beth, who had been made into Ellen's bed, and Poison, who had been made into a duvet, didn't feel particularly distracted from Ellen. Rather, it even looks favorable.

Did you get along while I was communicating with the Liberation Army through the limes? Or does Ellen have something that the Spirit likes? I don't know if it's either.

I thought about it in the corner of my head and walked into a room that had been frozen until recently.

"Nh!!

I managed to endure it coming out unexpectedly.

Yeah, Mr. Aquawil is fine. It's nice to be wearing a magical girl-child outfit that I made for Isla before. Sometimes it's just a cute dress.

But Mr. Ifrita. Why are you wearing a red potato jersey? No, I think it's a costume that can hide your bare skin without gaps, but why red jersey? Did your hair turn red and your jersey turned red? There is too much mismatch between the red jersey and the princess of the elf.

"... what?

"No, anything."

Turning a blind eye, Doriada in a sleeveless knitted sweater appeared behind her. Oh... excellence. After all, the choice is a mystery, but I think it suits you well. Vertical seta is the best for big tits, right?

"Pain."

"I've seen too much."

Sylphie broke my thigh. I don't think she's staring so much... you know, because Sylphie says that, Doriada looks embarrassed.

"It was great. Master Koske... no, Master Koske"

And the voice shall be called unto him, and he shall return unto the LORD of voices.

I don't know what to say... she was beautiful anyway. The eyes were the same amber color as Silfi, as silver threads sparkling from hair to hair. Yes, she is a woman with silver hair and amber eyes, just like Silfi. The look on his face looks more like Sylvie. I guess that's because she's still my mother and daughter.

Wearing a black dress, she was smiling at me with a slight sadness. I can kneel in front of her and hang my head. Apart from what she will be treated in the future, she is now the queen of the late King of Merinard. I thought I should do my best to be polite. For the time being, put aside your hands on Sylvie or the impudent gaze you've given to your sisters.

"What a waste of words. Forgive me for being born and raised in a different world and sometimes losing all kinds of gratitude."

"You don't have to do that. Sylvie told me that it was difficult for Sylvie to set foot in the land without your help. Besides, you're a rare visitor from another world, aren't you?

"Yeah, well, yes."

"Then it's too late. The existence of a real rare person is, in a sense, more authoritative than a royal power... and as far as Sylvie and Mertier are concerned, you are certainly a rare person."

"That's... that's what it is."

"That's what it is. Above all, are you Sylvie's husband? I have no taste in kneeling my son-in-law."

That said, Serafita smiled slightly. Is it a joke for her? I don't know how to react!

"I really want Koske to talk to my mother and sister. We don't have much time."

"You can call me mom as usual.

"... Koske, I'm sorry, but please keep my father's body in the inventory. It's safest to keep it in Koske's inventory until the funeral."

"Sylvie ignored me... Dory, Sylvie's in a period of rebellion. What am I supposed to do?

"Mother, Sylvie seems busy...."

Doriada forgives Serafita for crying. Hmm... I wonder how you're doing. I'm sure you're trying to keep the grief of King Ixville's loss in your heart and cheer up Sylvie and Doriada by behaving brightly.

"I'll follow Sylvie."

The red jersey began to say something frantic.

"Yifu, sister?

Mr. Aquawil...? Looks up at Mr. Ifrita's face by the red jersey with the girl wearing a light blue pretzel magic dress close to white.

"Before I went to sleep, your father told me to give up, but I didn't give up fighting them. This is a good opportunity for me to fight."

A red jersey that makes your nose breathe roughly. Hmm... I can't say anything because I don't know much about Mr. Ifrita. From the name and appearance, it seems that the affinity with the Spirit of Fire is high = I have the image that the ability to fight is high, but what is the actual situation? Sometimes it feels like an arbitrary barrel coming from the position of a princess, but I don't think they call it trouble.

"Yifu sister. I'm sorry, but I want you to be quiet now. I can't waste my time getting the whole of Merlinesburg under control right now."

"Sylvie, you've grown a lot in your body and attitude before you even look at it. Just leave it to me. The Holy King's kingdom will burn them all with my spiritual magic."

While saying that, Mr. Ifrita stretched his thin chest and flipped back. Hmm, this isn't a good one, is it? I gently gazed at Merti and Isla, but they both meditated and shook their necks sideways and had a troublesome look on their faces. I see, I understand.

"Sylvie, we're here to take control of Merynesburg, so stay with your family."

That's why I turned to Chilari and Ifrita. Ifrita looks at me and embraces her body as if she were protecting herself, huh! and intimidate me like a cat or something.

"... hah"

"Hey, wait a minute. Where did you look and laugh? I'm gonna kill you.

"Well, then, Sylvie, please."

Ah.

"Don't wait - wow!? Powerful!? Hey, Sylvie, did you get an auger inside sometime?

"Fufufu... ifrita onee-sama. Shall we play a little?

"Where are we now... hey, it hurts!? What are you--ahhhh!?

Shut out the red jersey screaming from behind by closing the heavy door.

"Lime, Beth, Poison. I'll take care of the protection."

"Leave it to me?

I can't help it.

"Okay."

"Ira, Merty, Ellen, and Miss Zamir. Let's go."

Do what you do while Silfi keeps your balls down.