Survival in Another World With My Master

"In the first place, right? What do you mean you're powdering everywhere before you touch me? If you ask, there are also dragon daughters. Besides, isn't it true that you've already reached out to someone you met after you met me?"

Pumpkin, but Ellen is in a bad mood enough to make a pseudonym. It's Koske. I guess Grande and I haven't met yet, huh?

"So, who did that to you....."

"Mr. Poison."

"That vicious bubble slime!

A poisoned face passed behind my brain. I can't retaliate in any way against the three daughters of Slime, including Poison, for their bad deeds, because I have no teeth in every sense. Well, Poison is the only one who does this.

"... you haven't done anything yet?"

Sylphie looks raw and warm. Don't look at me with those eyes.

"Virgin, Koske is quite uncomfortable."

"I know."

"Not once, but you have to push the first hand as hard as this. You have to repeat the blatant provocation and fly your reason, or you have to push yourself down."

"I see...."

After hearing Silfi's words, the Virgin glances at her red eyes with a light of abuse that is not commensurate with her title.

"Nah, no... wait! Sylvie!?

"Koske, you're wrong. How many chances would you have had if you wanted to? Don't make me wait too long."

"No, you know what? Ellen is one of the top Adolphers in the land and a saint, right? Such a casual hand....."

"If you say so, I am the head of the Liberation Army and the royal family of the former Merinard kingdom? Ira is also a court sorcerer who was called a priest of the former Merinard kingdom as the head of the Liberation Army's magic regiment, and Merti was a rare demon species with a secret mission to protect the royal family, even though she had no special title. The Harpy are now the elite at the heart of the PLA's power, and the Grande is like the princess of the Grand Dragons living deep in the Black Forest?

I can't hear a sound.

"How do we convince them to do it? Should we have a big wedding? When is that gonna happen? After the battle with the Holy King and peace? Are you going to leave me there?

"Well, that's...."

"What's that?

Clogged in words, she glanced at Ellen and saw her red eyes.

"Well... depending on Ellen... it might be convenient."

It's a mess.

"Koske....."

Ellen's gaze turned despised, and Silfi called me by my name.

"I can't help it! It's impossible to be afraid of beauty like Ellen! In the first place, by the standards of my world, it's remarkable how many women I can reach out to! A lot of cracks have appeared in that ethic, but it's still too expensive! The ethics I've cultivated up to a good age don't change that easily!?

In the first place, I am a decent person. Unlike a highly networked communicator who teams up and plays a variety of interpersonal games. He's an introverted, accurate person who likes to play survival games silently, managing harsh situations with wisdom and technology.

"Well... the ethics of Koske's world are important."

"Isn't that right?

"But our world has its ethics."

She keeps her weight here so that Ellen can stretch all the time. Oops, the comfortable weight and softness...!

"As far as the reaction is concerned, the desire seems quite honest... the barrier that does not cross the last line looks like a thin film and is useless and sturdy."

"I know. That's what they say."

"Where do you learn such words, Madame Saint?"

Besides, I think I'm a little different from Mutsukebe. I'm not pretending not to be interested in naughty things.

"Anyway, I got it. I sincerely apologize for keeping Ellen waiting and do something quickly ─ ─"

"Tonight. I'll make arrangements."

"Okay."

"Wait, wait, wait. Come on, let's go. Let's chill out a little bit, shall we?

"No way. That's what you're going to say, cheat and postpone it."

This means that there are no islands to attach. She turned to Ellen for help, but her face turned red without expression. The focus of the eyes is subtly out of focus. I don't think this will work.

"I mean, seriously, is that okay? A lot."

"No problem, I've been talking to you. The scripture has already been handed to Archbishop Deckard. After dinner, if Koske proves herself with a shiny crown. Oh, my mother and sisters, the Virgin and the Archbishop, and the three of us are gathered for dinner this evening. I'm sorry, but I want you to serve me dinner."

"Oh, okay."

Archbishop Deckard... it was definitely Ellen's boss's name. It was noisy during the day, and it must have arrived at that time. That's why Sylvie and Ellen came here after the response.

The only way to ask me to prepare a meal is to show my strength to Archbishop Deckard and to take precautions against poisoning. If I serve food, there is no risk of poison contamination unless I poison it on the spot. I'm sure the mainstream forces have been wiped out from the castle, but I can't say there's no leakage.

Considering this, Ellen suddenly rose up momentum.

"I'm going to take a bath."

"Fast. Fast."

"Certainly there was a fragrance that was received from a mainstream stench priest... did Merti manage the collection? Let's talk to Ira."

"Stop it. It's normal, it's normal!

Ellen left the room saying something bumpy. Ahh... seriously, let's not do that. Let's hope for Merti and Isla's conscience. You can't? Let Lime help you when it's time. I'm sure Lime will take care of it.

"... you're so concerned about the Virgin."

Now Sylphie has a slightly dissatisfied look. Oh, no more...

"Honestly, it's kind of dangerous. It's not unstable, but the amplitude is large or extreme...."

"... that's kind of understandable. I feel the same way I did before I met Koske."

After hearing my words, Sylvie pulled in her dissatisfied expression and became serious. It doesn't seem like she was in a serious mood.

"Before you met me? Have you changed so much since you met me...?

I don't know much about Silfi before I met him, so I can't really feel it.

"Oh, I think it's changed. This is how I can sweeten Koske, and I've changed."

That's how Sylvie leaned against me and put his head on my shoulder. The silver hair of Silfi Sarah touched my cheeks and tickled a little.

"I have spent my life as a black forest witch, Silfiel, abandoning my sweetness, feeding on my mission to regain the kingdom of Merinard from a young age before I became an adult and on my vengeance for the Holy King. But when I met Koske, it seemed that I was able to regain much of my heart, not as a witch in the black forest, but as a mere silfi."

I see.

It's a story that you can understand and you don't understand. I don't know what Sylvie looks like or behaves like as a black forest witch. Oh, no. Was that brutality without the shards of mercy when I was first beaten?

"I'm sure that's more generous than me. It was born that the magic eye's abilities were sold off to Adolusianism by the parents' hands before they reached the heart. As far as I can tell, the interior of Adolusianism seems to condense the ugliness of human beings, whose number of masterminds spirals, in addition to that beauty. She kept wearing a mask called the Virgin to protect her heart."

"In other words, once it is sweetened, there will be no limit to the relationship. I don't doubt it, even if I stick around all the time."

"What... what...?

If Sylphie even begins to sweeten me, the toddler will retreat, but more than that? What the hell is going on with that?

Ichihaesu

"What are you thinking, what are you doing?"

Sylphie stares at me with her gaze at my cheek as she sees what I'm thinking and fighting for. My face turns bright red and is very cute.

"But that Ellen... I can't imagine much."

Is it too much to be arrogant? Is there anything more sweet about me than Delledere's Sylvie when Ellen, the noble, funny, faceless Virgin, is sweet to me? I can't imagine. Instead, I can only imagine a diagram of you trampling on me with your face slightly broken and your mouth raised. I think that's definitely an S.

Thinking about it, Sylphie suddenly started pushing me. I don't know, but they push me to the edge of the sofa without resisting.

"Okay."

And Silfi lay her head on my lap on the sofa and raised her voice with satisfaction. What do you want?

"If you put a lap pillow on your sister, don't you think I should?

"He's right. There's nothing special about Sylphie, so let's put the service on."

"Hmm. It's not painful."

Silfi stroked her head and raised her voice in a grande-like tone. Looks like you've been busy today, and I'll give you as much as I can if you're happy with my lap.

So we spent a relaxing time at the royal salon until Merty came to get us ready for dinner.