The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

At the chest of Rose, there was a light pink cherry blossom pattern.

(……beautiful)

Four cherry blossoms that color the skin like white snow.

It was so beautiful that I was inadvertently deprived.

(But, if you say so ... Surely there was something similar to this in Bacchus ...?)

If my memory is correct, there should have been a dark (...) cherry pattern on his left chest.

(Just because it was shown at this time, this must have some important meaning.)

While thinking about such things, I stared at Rose's chest,

"Oh, if you look so carefully ... you're a little embarrassing ..."

She turned her face as she blushed.

"Wow, bad ..."

Glance at the woman's chest is not a very praised act, even though it has been shown from the far side.

I immediately turned and turned right behind.

"Oh, I'm going to tighten my sash ... Please stay for a while"

"Well, I understand ... call out when you're done."

"Oh, let me do that ..."

Immediately after the conversation was interrupted, I heard a rubbing sound of surreal from behind.

(……, this sound ca n’t be heard any number of times ……)

The sound of rubbing when the girl is changing clothes.

When you hear this, something like an intense tension runs on your back.

About thirty seconds later, the sleeves of my eater and my yukata were pulled.

"... I'm gonna turn over here."

"Oh, oh ..."

"..."

"..."

Air that can't be said.

An unpleasant silence flowed between them.

(This should be cut out from me, a man ...)

When he starts to turn his head to provide some nifty topic, Rose whips with a gohon.

"That's why ...! The pattern of the cherry blossom that I just showed—the“ carved seal ”is the proof that the grafting contract actually existed!”

She was trying to blow away this harsh air, with a quick voice and loud voice left to the momentum.