The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

Lesson 19: The Messenger

That night.

After dinner, I took Lydia and Atra to bathe first and adjusted the magic ceremony.... Every night I say, 'Together, you're not going in, are you?' And I want you to stop wasting it. It's not good for Atra's education.

From the magic ceremony of "Firebird," which I received separately, many can be used for other magic.

The real thing is too elaborate, so I arrange the simplified version in the space.

Scratch your head and think.

"Hmm... I was wondering if it would be easier."

As it is, it will be tough for Tina and the others to use it now. Whatever, those kids have a great amount of magic. It would be tough if it erupted.

My head is getting heavy. Have you stuffed too many roots?

Get up from your chair and jump into a huge bed.

When I get back to Wang Du, I wonder if I'd be excited to buy the same thing... it feels good...

Meditate your eyes, organize your head - abruptly, weigh over your stomach.

Ignore all connections and reverse probes that slightly exceed the hundred stretched out by me and Lydia. Well, I don't have a choice.

Reach out and gently stroke.

"... I thought it was time to come, Anko. Hasn't the professor done too much?

The ringing of denial.

Apparently, my mentor does whatever he wants in the North. Mr. Graham will be with you... and the Eustine Empire is in trouble. I can't believe I have to deal with those two at the same time.

When you open your eyes and wake up your half body, the demon of use in the black cat that occupies your lap as it is.

My mentor, the professor's demon, Mr. Anko. Note that the sequence in the laboratory is also an absolute power person alongside or in some cases above Lydia.

He took the name 'Anko' from the Oriental Confectionery. Black confectionery?

Caress your body slowly and ask.

"Mr. Anko, what did the professor say?

One beep. A map emerges in space, on a continental western map.

- Hmm.

Wow... did Professor and Mr. Graham feed on the poison of blank paper harmony?

Besides, "Imperial Southern Army, big defeat! 'We are deliberately spreading the information to districts bordering the Empire North and the Republic of Laranoa bordering the peoples of the North... Those people, they're scared...

The West -... Rubfera moved, he said.

And the Demon King's Army doesn't move, as assumed, huh?

I hope I take this opportunity to push forward to harmony... Perhaps it is also foreseeable that His Majesty the King is immobile from the West Capital. That teacher is a professor. My stomach will be black where it gets clogged.... I hope Cheryl doesn't look alike.

Three Grand Dukes are stationed in the East.

Is Gil back too? I hope you haven't made some weird suggestions......

In the meantime, if we are motivated, we can even use this as an opportunity to ravage Eastern countries, he said.

It's just not possible unless you're also a soldier station rep with divine duties rather than rigorous... There are no railroads in the East, and we cannot support 10,000 units of troops by air alone.

- But neither the Knights of the Holy Spirit nor the nations of the East will know that, nor anyone who is about to know that.

Typical demonstrations. People on the kingdom are scared when they get angry.

So, the south is much more - the bathroom door opened up in momentum.

Atra, dressed as a toddler in her sleeping clothes, is fully ill. Jump into me.

He scratched out and went over my rear pillow.

Mr. Anko was defected.

The toddler crawled closer on all fours and stuck to her back, peeking in.

When he finds Mr. Anko, who loosely occupies his knees, his cheeks swell wide and protest.

In contrast, Mr. Anko was immediately bowed his head again at a glance. I don't like May fly kids.

Atra descends from her back and circles around to the front of the user demon.

Mr. Anko opened his eyes and rose, opening only half the place. Boulder, gentle.

The young lady shines her eyes and goes on my lap.

I started singing my nose song. I'm in a good mood.

My hair is still a little wet, so I look at the diagram of the south while I dry it.

- Bezel, both sides are assembling on the border with the Atlas Hokuriku.

However, the Hou National Army gathers.

Linster is also dominated by divisions, not the main ones. However, what's on the front line is your face getting cramped.

"Dear Lindsey,"

"Of course, right? Your grandmother likes you, and she's a patriot. And I hate playing with fire.... if I piss you off, you're scarier than your mother?

Lydia came out with a towel on her head.

Sit in a nearby chair.

"Mmm."

Use on your lap Roll the demon and the toddler girl over the bed.

They're getting along now, and Atra keeps hugging Mr. Anko and singing "♪".

The devil tricked me. Excuse me.

Get out of bed and behind the rotting edge.

Keep talking as you dry your hair.

"Lydia"

"No."

"... you haven't said anything yet, have you?

"Let's go on vacation, shall we?" No, you and I work too hard. All you have to do is struggle with the rest of them. Professors, school principals, professors!... First, Anko comes at a time like this. I mean, that's not what I meant. "

"Well, I agree with that..."

Just a little sympathy for the professor's lack of popularity.

Though - I suppose that's what it's all about, purposefully, poking out only central information, mainly in the Wang capital.

"Don't get involved in the center as much as you can."

Are you serious about cleaning up?

Lydia turned around.

"Not until my birthday. Absolutely, absolutely, no. Not if you can't."

"… Copy that. I'll minimize it."

"Not cute. No, no."

My lady has a bum in her hands and feet.

I can't let Tina and the others see me like this.

With a bitter smile, I try to take the brush that I keep a little further away - the next moment, a brush emerges from the space.

Thank you.

"Thank you, Anko"

Never mind, the squeal of.

A smile comes naturally to my face.

Because he's such a demon, he's extremely popular in the lab.

Lydia has Zitoe eyes.

"... you're so sweet on the ancho."

"Of course. Because you're Mr. Anko!

"That sweetness, don't you have someone to point more at?

"?... Oh! Right. More for Atra."

"Idiot! Mean! Toddler Hobbies!! I don't wear made-up clothes or anything anymore, so hey!!!

Her Highness the Duchess began to persevere. Blackflame feathers splash.

Comb your hair with a brush while ringing your fingers off.

"That's troublesome. But it's harder than that, isn't it?

"Ta-ri-na-no-no"

"Uh-huh... for now, here's the thing, so what do you say?

"! Ah, chi, chi, hey!?

Touch short back hair and kiss gently.

... Wow, this is embarrassing.

Her Royal Highness the Duchess is silent.

Afterwards, butterflies my legs. He turned around and hit me.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!!!!

"Hey! Li, Lydia, oh, calm down"

"Oh, no, no, no."

Take my hand and smile.

Then Lydia leaned down only in her breath, embarrassed.

Quick talk.

"As it is, well... fine... eh, trying sharply!

"Yes, sir."

"... Barca. ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe"

The corrupt edge began to sing his nose in an upbeat mood.

Atra on the bed chants at it while holding Mr. Anko.

My heart is calming down.

Yeah, for the time being, be quiet - earlier, a little bird of unleashed magical creatures jumped in.

Mr. Anko's eyes glow demonically. Don't try to aim.

A little bird stopped on his shoulder.

... I'd like to take my time.

Apparently, that's not going to happen either.