When I finished eating the remaining hot dogs in the item box, the area was completely dark.

Lighted outside snow scenery beautifies for a time and the mood is full.

The inescapable bathing event, which progressed to a ton of clapping, was blocked by Ms. Marr's phrase, "Get in first because you're going to change into a swimsuit".

Bewildered by an unprecedented smooth romantic event, he gets naked in the stripper first and hides an important part with one towel.

It should be noted that the ineffectiveness of the equipment at this time surprises the area's overly cold environment.

It's only in areas with snow, and it's definitely freezing.

Even in places that exude the heat of an open-air bath, there is as much snow left nearby.

I rush out into the cold, into an open-air bath.

The temperature of the hot water will be a little warmer at about 42 degrees, but it'll be just fine because it's too cold outside.

If it's this cold, it's impossible to have an event like washing your back out of the hot tub.

Honestly, I'm horrified because just taking a bath with Mr. Marr in his bathing suit is going to be a tough fight.

I spent every day in the desert holding hands with Mr. Marr in his swimsuit, sleeping in the same bed.

Why be more nervous than you need to just take a bath with me.

Maybe it's because I'm naked.

Expose your poor upper body and hide your extremely small lower body only with a defensive wall of one towel.

I don't think Mr. Marr would be interested in my nakedness, but I can't help but be so ashamed.

While I was restless with Sowa, I heard the door open.

Turning reflexively, I was breathtaking to see Mr. Marr reflected in my sight.

Her swimsuit should have been pink.

Yet there is no pink cloth present in Mr. Marr, reflected in his sight, and he can only see white and skin tone.

What, that white cloth with 0 defense!!

"Hehe, I thought it was weird that I was the only swimsuit, so I came with a bath towel."

1 bath towel girl and TAKE A BATH!!!!!

The freshly pulverized mind is pulverized again and the cardiac function is interrupted for cardiac arrest.

Confirm the operation of the mysterious system whereby blood runs through blood vessels independently and automatically performs blood circulation.

All right, if we put him in this mode, he'll be able to stand it unless there's much left to do.

There doesn't even seem to be an event to wash your back off, so it looks like you can survive and clear it safely.

"Please refrain from excessive irritation, Mr. Marr, as your heart has stopped early"

"Yea! Is it not too soon?

I haven't done anything yet. "

The fact that we are experiencing cardiac arrest at Mr. Lienbell's with each other creates an unintelligible conversation.

The other world is a strange place, isn't it?

"If you suddenly come in a bath towel, it's too destructive.

I've been saying this for a long time, but be a little more aware of it.

Bikinis and bath towels are items that rapidly accelerate Mr. Marr's tone. "

"Also, already! Oh, you don't have to say that!

Mr. Marr, blushing his shy cheeks, puts his toes in the hot tub.

I guess Mr. Marr, who was wearing regular clothes with no gear effect, feels hotter than his body needs to chill in.

He holds the bath towel tight with both hands and slowly lowers back into the hot tub like a slow regeneration.

Even lactating milk so much that you can't see any valley in your chest even if you're bent forward, a pheromone called Eros is fully open.

I just took a bath, and I felt like I could put it up all at once.

There's snow nearby and it helps.

Now let's chill our heads.

Successfully grab the snow outside the open-air bath and rub it on your forehead to eliminate the ascent.

Appreciating the snow has been since elementary school was closed due to the snow.

I don't play with snow with my drawstrings. [M]

Finally soaking her whole body in the hot tub, Ms. Marr leaked her breath with a ho reassuring look.

I hear such a slightly sexy exhale at a distance of 2m, I jump freakishly and bash the water.

"I'm hiding more than a swimsuit. It's a lot bigger, so I guess it overreacts.

Could it be that you didn't do it on purpose to annoy me?

Mr. Marr's S-rank skill called Jito Eye, enhanced by a bath towel, was activated, leaving his entire body in gold bondage.

What a horrible ritual is a mixed bath?

"I have a problem with Mr. Marr, who questioned that.

Which is more destructive, Mr. Lienbell in a swimsuit or Mr. Lienbell in a bath towel?

"Senior Bell in a bath towel"

"Correct, that's what I mean"

"I see, it's easy to understand"

Good, the gold tie is broken.

I'm not the one who's moaning, but Mr. Marr.

I want to be swept up more.

"Oh, yeah. Why don't you go to the Adventurer Guild tomorrow?

Senior Acorn told me there was a flower called Snowflower.

I've always known in the snow capital to give it to you when you get engaged. "

Let me give you some details.

Do you want to find flowers to give you when you get engaged?

Through my lover, I wonder if I got promoted to my fiancée.

Then let me assure you that this is already a honeymoon.

Naturally, there will be rituals after this that will give birth to honeymoon babies.

Not if you have cardiac arrest in a bath towel.

"I don't know the details, either, but they say there's a place in the woods that's native.

I really want it so I can get engaged properly. "

That's it... were you thinking about it?

What I was denying in front of my family was lightning up, and I was really more positive about marriage than anyone else.

There's no way I can say no to the most choroy man in the other world.

Mr. Marr's feelings have been conveyed.

Tomorrow we'll pick up the snowflowers while we flirt.

In the unlikely event you don't get it, you just have to solve it with money.

"Okay.

Show your face to the Adventurer Alliance tomorrow and get info on snowflowers "

"Ugh! Definitely give it to Senior Bell."

So... su...!

I thought it was even thin.

Because Mr. Marr's fate is not braced by Mr. Lienbell.

Even the most choroy man in the other world, you'll just notice.

Because you believed only 90% of them.

My heart is shallow, too.

I feel like they poked me in the blade after I was beaten until I got bumpy.

"Oh, and... I'll give it to Senior Bell, but Tatsuya's wants me.

It doesn't mean anything, but somehow, I'd be happy to have it. "

The most choroy man in the other world, his heart goes out of control at times of love.

The heart, which should have been in cardiac arrest, burst suddenly and began drift driving in the ribs.

My heart rubs gushing inside my critical ribs and I feel intense pain, but it seems my life has nothing else to say.

Damn, this one says he's risking his life for a mixed bath.

This is why a woman named Marl, a natural man drooling, has trouble handling it.

No profound significance? Don't be silly.

What the hell do you mean, give me the flowers you give me when you get engaged, and you ask me with such shame?

Speaking of Japan, it's like saying, "No deep meaning, but I want an engagement ring"!

All I can say about this is that girl who wants to get married and want to propose insignificantly, or about fucking amazing thinking about redeeming the ring for money.

Whatever you think, there can be no sober Mr. Marr but the former.

If they propose the opposite in a bath towel, I won't be able to keep my mouth shut.

Now I'm awake with the blood of a man who sleeps inside me.

I'm going to redo the proposal from this side of the road and make sure you're aware of the marriage.

What do you want to give to Senior Bell, come on!

Give me Mr. Marr's snowflower!

You're not just looking at Mr. Leanbell, you're looking at me more!

"I'll take it, if you like."

I can't tell you! You're too scared to hate me!

The effect of not being hot for 32 years, I can't say it strongly.

I actively sell myself in, and I'm afraid they'll hate me if I'm my strong one.

Compared to the angel Mr. Leanbell, it's awkward, and maybe he really just wants it somehow.

I can't dare attack Mr. Marr without your permission.

I will work as hard as I can to get the flowers, so I'm afraid you'll be able to flatter yourself and put your hands on them at the end of the day.

"Well, then, I'll book Tatsuya's.

You can't sneak it up on Senior Bell.

Promise me?

An emergency has arisen in which Mr. Marr in a bath towel approaches.

He entered a finger-cutting event where he poked his right pinky finger out.

Mr. Marr, who dyes his face red, is pulling his jaw slightly.

As a result, when I look at nature and my face, I get upside-down.

While my consciousness is obscured by the seduction by Mr. Marr, a natural man who does not calculate, I desperately give him my pinky finger and cut my finger.

Marr, the woman I show you from time to time, had sealed the vigilante as usual.

By releasing a calm and sober aura, the gap changes to attraction.

Same thing after a ghoulish finger clip.

She is a horrible woman who, even when her fingers are apart, stares upwards and binds her with colour.

I accidentally felt signs of something flowing behind my nose, forcing my body to move and turn my back on Mr. Marr, and I looked up to heaven.

Shit, I got nosebleeds because I got too hit by the color.

I need to get out of the bath today.

There's no rush, we can still get in there together for six days.

It's just the beginning of the night.

"Oh, leave it there for a second"

Mr. Marr, who doesn't know he's got a nosebleed, has asked him to stay still.

I want to get out of here fast, but I don't want you to hate me, so I'll be patient.

I'm just too excited for Mr. Marr to tell you that I have a nosebleed.

"It was just like this.

When I touched Senior Bell's tits!

Because I didn't understand what it was about, I started searching in my brain for 'Mr. Marr, Mr. Leanbell, Tits'.

Then, when Mr. Leanbell and Mr. Marr took a bath together, they touched their tits and got to the story of graduating from heckling.

At that moment, nosebleeds accelerate and perceive the danger of excited death.

Are you telling me you're going to do a reproduction with my boobs?!

When I thought so, it was too late.

Mr. Marr's hand was stretching from the rear and he was about to hit my chest.

Two pink detonation switches attached to anyone in humans were simultaneously pounded and pushed hard, and the heart that was drifting lightly crashed into the ribs and dockerroon! and played a loud explosion.

Dominated by the stimulus of pleasure, he loses control of his body.

As a result, my nosebleeds erupted bushly and I couldn't do anything about it.

His heart continues to explode into small pieces several times, and he collapses bashfully into the hot spring in front of him, relieved that he restarted without blowing.

While I'm glad I managed to stay alive.