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

"Mr. Manu's tits are as soft as fluffy marshmallows!

Riola theorizes red-handedly.

"Oh well..."

"It's soft."

Tell him twice to see how I react, Riola, except for the face. The mouth is laughing "hehe".

"And Mr. Faria's boobs, they're big and awesome, huh? Did you hear that it feels good... Brother Gu no!?

"Enough, no more... Riola"

I couldn't resist, taking Gugu's hand and shaking my shoulder.

Riola's gaze of a usually crisp impression has not been set.

"... Sister Faria, let me sweeten you one more time -"

"Uhm! That's good, sister (Riola), come on!

Spread your arms on the couch next door is a red-faced, upbeat faria as well.

"Wow!

"Okay, okay, you're cute"

Riola buried her pompous face on her big chest as she jumped on Faria.

Big female warrior seems pretty drunk too, haha! And he laughs aloud as he hugs Riola. Do you recall the "sister" of being in her hometown? I'm stroking Riola's beautiful chestnut hair.

My cheeks unwittingly loosen and my glasses slightly uneven at the entanglement of a maiden I usually don't see.

- Meet the girls... awesome. Sakuri.

It seems that Manuferno's special grape liquor was so delicious that Riola was completely "ready".

Moreover, the revealed intoxicating characteristic is "rubbing."

It was a horrible thing to rub other girls breasts and state their thoughts.

That's my own complex that I usually repress (?), but it would be a transformation of character due to the unleashed by the magic of alcohol... No matter what, you can't say that to yourself.

"It's soft and pleasant...... Brother Gu, it's not that big, you like it, right?

He looks at me, touching Faria's chest.

"Shh, you like it! What do you mean?

"... even me. Of which…"

Voices that are going to disappear.

"Riola, let's go to sleep now. She's a good girl, huh?

"Eh? Heck yeah"

"No more, it's the limit..."

When I got up, I pulled Riola's hand and pulled her away from Faria.

Riola seemed half asleep already.

Grace Riola's one arm and decide to take her to the next bedroom.

"Dangerous. Is Grey a wolf -!?

"Greg, if you get your hands on my sister (...), I'll turn it into meat -!

Booing from both of us at once. Manuferno is glowing his glasses and giving him a voice, and Faria is laughing as he sticks out a cup containing a secret liquor (...).

"Yeah, you drunkards! There's no way we're gonna do anything!

What I'm trying to take with me is a bunk (bed) separated by a simple compartment next to a living room about five Merte squares in size.

Will it become a feeding wolf?

It's a double size, so even a couple of us are going to be able to sleep, but now I'm going to have to put Riola to sleep until she's a little drunk.

"Look, Riola... we're going to sleep here"

I have no choice but to work here and behave clerically to gentlemen.

Allow Riola to sit on the bed and take off her shoes before lying down. When I gently applied the blanket and duvet from the top, my white fingertips grabbed my sleeve.

"... Brother Gu, no... go to sleep"

I shake my head to the side.

It's the mountains I want to do that, but that's not how it works.

"But just... stay by my side..."

"Ah. Fine."

I gently stroke the head of my closed sister (Riola). Then, in just three seconds, Riola fell asleep.

"Phew...... Damn."

Sleep an hour and you'll wake up, but let's hope you don't have any memories.

Because Riola would be shocked by her words and actions as an awakened "rubber demon" if she stayed.

Nevertheless...

Hi, I hear there are many ingredients that make Manuferno nauseous in the grape liquor he makes for play.

Or...... did the manuferno's "fermentation magic (fam)" go crazy and make something that wasn't good?

Even though it was an unfamiliar drink, this is not usually the case with just about a glass or two.

I don't feel as drunk as I was drunk, either. Does that mean there are individual differences in impact?

"Hmmm. Too much fun, I'm getting sleepy too..."

Faria yawns and stretches.

The lowered silver hair is wobbly and has a length to the back shoulder blade and underneath the chest. When I combed my hair with my fingertips, I got up and headed toward the bedside (bed).

"Faria......?

"It's a pain in the ass so I sleep here tonight...... I'm worried about Riola, so I'll be watching."

Saying so, Faria unbanded her plain clothes. Though dodgy, he slipped himself into Riola's sleeping quarters (bed), still in plain clothes in a gentle Negrije state.

I sat with my pillow against my hips and gently stroked Riola's head resting.

Faria's face, watching gently, was full of charity, like when her sister watched over her sister.

I breathed quietly at the first time I saw Faria.

Faria doesn't really interact with the girls, as she always draws a line somewhere. I was constantly worried that I was different because I was a warrior, and I realized that something had melted away... because I realized it was such a look.

I was a little confused, but happy at the same time.

Take off your armor and you'll die! Faria, the female warrior who said at first, was starting to walk through town in light plain clothes when she noticed. And even that "armor of the heart" was stripping away tonight, making me laugh lightly.

- Right, you know what?

See Manuferno's face.

In the back of the circle glasses and eyes gently blinked, slowly pointed at me.

"That's why this room is full. Manu and Gre... you can follow my room."

"Faria......"

"Thank you. Thank you, Faria"

As I told him to just go, with one hand as Hilari, Falia gently stroked the tongue and back to mercy as she leaned over Riola in her bedroom (bed).

Me and Manuferno snorted and quietly left the room behind.

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"Manuferno, any tips for fermentation magic (fam)?

I was in a room with only two people -- originally Faria's, but -- and I stumbled on Manuferno.

I usually analyze the ingredients in the tactical information display (tactics) while detecting toxic ingredients, but I don't do that when I eat with my friends.

- 5% alcohol. Extremely trace directional psychiatric system (...). Detects magic ingredients

"Suddenly. What's wrong, Greg?

"Magic is influenced by the spirit of the surgeon. You would use Manu's fermentation (fam) even when you usually bake bread with Riola?

"Yup. Yeah, but... it sure doesn't swell well by the day, or it swells too much"

"What do you do when you do that?

"Patrol. May it swell well, say a prayer..."

"What wish did you make today to turn that grape juice into alcohol?

I sat quietly next to him. I looked at the side.

Apparently, Manuferno understood my intentions.

"Feast. Girls, have fun... we all wanted to get along"

Manuferno grinned like a lit light.

"Well, the power of Manu's thoughts became magic, turning the grape liquor into a magical crease that 'makes it fun if you drink it'. Well, it seems too strong for Riola."

The two of us unintentionally giggle.

"Reflection. Rio has gone wild"

"But Faria seemed to enjoy it, too, right?... I've never seen that before."

"Jealousy. If Greg says so, so be it"

Pugh, a little rinse.

"Oh, no!? That's not what I meant."

"Joke. I know."

The same building as the room where we had the banquet earlier.

We're both sitting on the couch, staring at the fireplace flames.

Hit your head against each other with a knuckle and keep your cheeks up. Though it's my usual promise that my glasses will bump, I'll lay my lips lightly as they are, turn my arms around my back and hug them all the time.

I felt relieved and at ease, like this was the only way my day's fatigue would go away.

"Open air. Because of this, shall we come in?

"Hey, what no...!? is… go in"

The two of us stand up in the light and gaze into the open air at the garden tip.

One or two fragrance oil lamps shake in the dim garden tip. White hot air was rising from the hot water surface.

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"Redface. Shame on you, don't look too much"

"So, it's okay! Because my glasses are going to cloud."

"No, take off your glasses."

The glasses are taken away by the manuferno.

"I can't see!?

"I'm fine. So... just hold hands and you'll be fine?

"Manu......"

We grabbed our hands and went into the water just wrapped around a towel. Hot water for the body that touches it.

The blissful time of no more is a dream. This is exactly what a great victory (...) in a hot spring is!

Thus...

I was able to immerse myself in joy in my second open bath today.

By the way, after this, I dare say that I have stretched around the water...

Continued