The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

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How many mornings have you been in this world?

Do you remember the number of pieces of bread you've eaten? What a trouble if they ask, but I don't remember exactly how many mornings I've had. But at least the days of nearly two and a half years of adventure I spent with the Ergonotes and the months I started living in this hall......, which means that for about three whole years I will have seen the sun rise in this world.

But I've never felt this good on a morning.

This morning the windows are so cold that it clouds white, but inside the blanket it's comfortable to combine the feeling of a razor like when you're holding a house cat and sleeping with the feeling of a pillow and warmth. It's a comfort I've never experienced before.

I want to stay in the middle of my dreams and my current (depression)...

And, after the knock, the door to the room opened and someone came in.

- It's morning, sage.

The sound of my voice led me to awakening.

It's the voice of a girl soft as spring sunshine and dusty in her heart.

Is this still in your dreams when you see "that look" while rubbing your sleeping eyes...? And doubted my eyes.

Because by the side of my bedroom (bet), Riola in an apron puts her hand with her balls on her hips and smiles like a solder.

"Save it, sage, because the soup I made is going to be cold."

Oh, my God.

I can't believe you woke me up in Riola's apron, Harlem. What about Lanobe? Hahaha.

"No more! Don't fall asleep...... leave it...... Yikes!

Followed by! and the blanket is stripped. I shrink all at once into the cold air in the morning. I accidentally said, "Hia!?" What a voice.

Oh! This is a classic, too! I just wanted to go through this once while I was alive... Oh, my God, I almost cry in tears unexpectedly.

and -,

"Shah......!? Shh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

Little screams of Riola followed.

Oh, yeah, this is a classic, too. My morning groin looks like a Metanostadt spire right...... what!?

"Ahh!? Li, Riola, hey... oh! I'm a man too, and in the morning I really..."

I just wanted to panic, but for some reason, my body didn't move. I thought it was a gold tie, but the warm feeling from left to right is holding me in.

... I only have a bad feeling.

"Hmm?... Greg... oh my goodness"

"Awkward is still... sleepy... nya..."

"Hey!? Oh, you guys ahhhhhhh!?

On my left was Lentomia clinging to me. I can't move because I'm tangling my arms and legs and holding them. Plus on the right arm is a house cat...... no, a cat ear boy with a slightly larger size, Luroni, is rounded and snapped. Besides, turn your ass towards me.

In both hands...... flowers, mori, aren't they both men ah!? Aren't we at least Pram and Hemperoza here, God!?

"Come on, get away from me, get up!

In the evening I was tired and I fell asleep, but it was like I was going to heaven wrapped in something warm in my dreams.... Did they attack you in your sleep, me?

"Mmm... no, let me sleep like this..."

"Awkward, when it gets cold, the morning doesn't seem to work..."

They rub their bodies against me. The embrace of the half elf became tighter and tighter as I twisted myself.

"Oh, stop...!

…… Well, wise man, I'll be waiting for you in the dining room. "

Riola's voice was turning into a midwinter-like voice color.

Gently undoing the stripped blanket, he glanced at me with his glossy eyes. My twin sister bowed to Pecori and left the room all the time.

"Hey Riola!? This is not...!

Speaking of which, it was evening when I was talking to my brother, Iola. Riola broke in between. I said, "Please chat with me, not my brother...! I thought it was a cute appeal - was this perhaps a manifestation of the sad determination" to protect my brother from the poisonous teeth of the wise "!? Isn't it kind of me, like, so misunderstood?

"Is this... Harlem? Ha, haha."

A dry laugh overflows my mouth. My "Harlem" sounds like this is the limit......

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"Greg! Good morning, Greg!

When I showed up in the kitchen, Plum jumped in momentum.

I don't think we've seen each other for a while, but we've only been away for a night or so. Unexpectedly hug that little shoulder.

"Morning, Plum.... Oh? You got your hair cleaned."

"Yes it is -! I asked my sister, Rio, to clean it up."

Plum's long redhead, laughing happily at, was beautifully combed. Slip the soft hair of the plum from the back of your neck to your shoulders. The fingers are smooth and comfortable to touch.

I admire Riola for doing her chores with Tekipaki and taking care of Plum and Hemperoza, even though she is young. I really wish I had a daughter like this if I were to be your daughter-in-law......

"Oh, thank you, Riola"

"No."

A short reply to a hard grin. Yeah, I think my distance from Riola opened before my daughter-in-law... Or how can I be close to Riola? If you're a kid about the age of Pram, you're used to handling it a lot, and I think a girl your age who didn't like it has largely overcome it thanks to Manu.

But a little younger, a girl as old as my sister (Riola)... that's hard.

And when I realized, in my seat at the table, a brunette girl was grabbing the bread.

"Ho ho ho? If you hadn't woken up, I'd have eaten all the way to your place."

"Come on, you're already eating!

Me getting stuck in Hempero in the kitchen in the morning sun. Morning routine.

My sandwich had a brilliant tooth shape. I accidentally wash Hemperoza's head into a grasp and shake her face.

"Hey!? Eating for a growing eagle is... adult role."

"Shut up, you asshole"

"Normal. Greg still drives normally this morning..."

Rubbing tea, Manuferno looks calm with his glasses shining.

Is the skin kind of glossy because the manu also filled with "monk energy"? By the way, the monk energy in a manual like this here seems to be the satisfaction you get by purchasing a large amount of BL-based paranoid material.

Well, I guess it was a treasure trove of stories to a handsome gentleman pushing over at the castle, dancing with Lentomia and a beautifully shaped half-elf youth.

"Awkward... you missed your morning training"

I regretted it, and the ru on my face appeared in the kitchen sighing.

"Nothing. We should do it now, right?

"That's true, but getting up at a set time in the morning is one workout! The evening fell asleep unexpectedly thanks to the fireplace and the temperature of Lord Sage"

"Moderation. Greg... Sushi with moderation"

"What is it!? Lentomia was with me in the evening, nothing like what you were thinking..."

"Confusion. Three!? Who... attacked? Huh? Greg, explain it properly!

Turn and snort are also rough. Manu slaps cups with tea on the table.

Yeah, your dirty pink brain sounds like normal driving in the morning, too.

"Morning, Greg. It's a busy, fun mansion in the morning."

Faria came to the table. Surprisingly, it looks like the city's daughter is wearing plain clothes. It's a relaxed outfit with a loose line. Oh, my God, you have regular clothes, too.

Rudens-specific silver hair is loosely grouped into one next to one ear, leaving my eyes unexpectedly on the crisp neck and jaw lines.

The chunky body seemed to forget that she was a female warrior. What am I thinking in the morning?

"Faria, did you sleep well,... Ah!

"Hey, what?

Faria seems to have wondered if her outfit is strange, and she looks around at herself as a haunt. No, I'm not.

"Sorry, I was cutting off goat cheese. It's your" muscle building ingredient "..."

"Oh, huh? Oh, that's okay. If you can't eat today, you can make it up to me later."

Faria seems to have a bad physique if she doesn't take good quality protein. The biggest problem during the adventure was the interruption of the barracks (* supplies, food, etc.).

Come to think of it, it's a big crowd for a while from today, and if we don't procure it, the food will be right to the bottom. I need to think about this a little...

"Mr. Faria, can I still have my audition on this morning?

I just thought I'd run in momentum, stretch my spine and thank you. And it's Iola who's asking for training.

You're totally like a disciple.

"Of course you're good. Boy."

Faria has a pleasant grin and pounds Iola's shoulder.

That's right, it feels like this.

All right, I'll give it to Riola too...

"Li, Riola is with me... let's do the dishwashing together"

Pong, and trying to put my hand on Riola's shoulder..., I fixed my glasses.

"Yeah, sage."

Riola turned a slightly soft smile at me about how that was going.

By the way, as one of the sage's magics, I'm in charge of dishwashing with Riola when I can get "well washed bubbles" out of the tip of my hand.

A wise man washes dishes in his own hall...... Not that I had majesty or shit, but it's one of the few opportunities to have a conversation with Riola.

"Hmm. I have to go buy some food and clothes today..."

I was thinking of going to Metanstadt one way or another.

To buy plum, hemperosa, and twin brothers and sisters' clothing and supplies for winter support.

And lots of food.

Hmmm... it costs money but I can't help it.

Problems with this must be proof of peace and tranquillity.

And... if there's a chance, though.

I just want to go to the library again.

The Royal Library of the Castle of Methanostat. to that hidden place on the top floor of it.

Just a little, just a little. At first sight, I want to see Princess Metius. That's fine if we can make sure he's alive. Then I'll, that's enough...

"Greg, you were going to do the last synthesis of Pram's medicine today, weren't you?

Cool, some sharp voice reached my ear.

"- Ah, ah! You did."

Unexpectedly upset by Lentomia's unexpected voice.

The colored eyes like the woods were deep to be sucked in, and the eyes staring at me were as if they were seeing through everything.

Sure enough, I was asking my people for a chance to talk to Princess Metius while she lay low.

But this is a good opportunity. If you want to synthesize a magic catalyst in the lab, you can be alone with Lentomia. Let's talk about it there, we'll talk about it.

And I made up my mind.

"... Lentomia, I'll do the shopping tomorrow. Will you hang out with me now? I need to talk to you in the lab about a lot of things while I synthesize drugs."

"Yeah! Fine."

Ew, and Lentomia smiled as her eyes glowed. Hair illuminated by the morning sun brings glossy adorable yellow light.

This is fine. Talk to this half-elf, your best friend and master, first.

About the presence of the Christian prophet Wicki Miln and the captive princess, Princess Metius.

At that time, a magic thread (Magiwire) stretched around the mansion informed the visitors of their approaching. Approaching at fast speeds is apparently a horse. That too... is a pretty big horse.

- Ergonote rical!?

He noticed Lentomia, too, and he looked at my face all the time,

"Greg!"

"Ah! The brave man is here, apparently."

You thought my words were some kind of joke, and Iola looked pompous.

But we already have five Dickamaran heroes here.

You'll know what that word means every second of the day.

"Huh..., huh!? Sage, no way, book... of things? Yep!"

"To!? Brother Iola, no, what's wrong?

"Brother Io, no?

Pram and Hemperoza also rushed out after Iola ran out half panicked. Riola follows suit.

Other faces, face to face, seem to feel signs of bravery.

As the horse slowed down and slid into the grounds, it seemed to stop with a hissing called Hihin.

At the same time, I heard a heavy noise of the person who had descended from Abumi called Gashari.

It was armor and the sound of a sword bump.

- Ergonote... armed?

To a visitor who was supposed to be happy, I remembered a strange heartbreak for some reason.

Continued