The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

"... My lord, their conversation is interesting. I've heard about it for a long time, but I was interested in plant festivals and doing it."

"Are you going to look for plants similar to millennial plants?

"Yes, millennial. Oh, now you seem to be spending a lot of time together, do you want to bring it?

"No, fine."

There's a singer Shanna, and she won't need an extra pitch.

"Really? But you also had more butts... I miss when I first came to this city"

Attention was drawn to the beautiful eyes mixed with the colour of the herme and the beautiful pale colour.

In her cleavage eyes, where Vine heads to the flowers blooming on the edge of the garden......

Rebecca peering over here in hiding...

Kard talking to the servants, how Yui and Misty are talking to the servants over a tentage duty that Vine supposedly prepared......

This was followed by images of Amelie's family, Eva's family, Zaga & Bon & Rubia, neighbors and the face of the Dark Alliance rendezvous while eating and drinking randomly and having some conversation between strangers.

"... there was a lot going on. More family and company, more acquaintances."

"Yes, I'm glad to see more family, more family. And such a banquet. The first banquet of my life. Quiet lakes are good, but these lively atmospheres are also good."

Herme looks around and then shifts his gaze to the fire.

Originally, it was the Spirit of the Fountain for a day.

Is this your first banquet of birth?

"Herme......"

"Hehe, the Fairies of Fire are delighted"

"How about you?

"Yes, it's fun. It all seems fun to have you."

... say cute things.

I turned my hand around the hips of such a herme and hugged him.

"Ah, my lord..."

"I'm glad Hermé's here, too. I still remember the shock when we first met."

"Hehe, my lord, Bon, you're pointing your finger at me."

"I don't mind..."

As Hermé pointed out, Bon, who was eating meat, was pointing his finger as he spoke Enchanted.

It also urges Zaga and Rubia to see it.

I'm right, I don't kiss Hermé's cheek, I lay my lips on it,

"Yes, that's it."

Rebecca's quick scratch goes in.

"I felt signs of magic vegetables."

Take your hands off Hermé's hips and grab Rebecca's hand the other way that she's been putting the scratch in.

I held Rebecca forcefully.

"Ah."

She was surprised to hear a strange voice when she didn't think she could be hugged.

Gentle citrus-based smell.

I feel like it's a lot for elf women.

"Did I surprise you?

"Yeah, but is it better than getting your flank tickled?

Rebecca, not Mandarin.

"Oh, is that an appeal to be tickled?

"No. Okay, but this is a great banquet for everyone."

"Oh, you can take this opportunity to meet me face-to-face, and sometimes, a banquet like this would be nice"

"Yeah, a lot of people don't know, but I was talking to a guy in Martial Arts earlier, and he actually liked Betty's tea, so I accidentally played the conversation."

"Is the seller from cute?

"... don't say it any more, in the face, near you. I'm so excited."

Rebecca distracts from her gaze. Cute.

Making a crisp look at her so she can get back on her mind moves her mouth as she looks at my lips.

"... when I was selling, I was a little surprised that I had no contact with the faces of the martial arts district. Surprisingly, Mr. Betty's tea, I realized it was popular around here. Mr. Zaga said he'd heard it from a customer, and Mr. Betty wouldn't say anything."

Rebecca speaks with a smile. I like the feel of her soft body I feel from my hands around my small hips.

"So, did you eat proper meat or something?

"You ask weird things. Naturally. Evil World Steak, I ate scattered in the labyrinth, but I may never get tired of it. I ate a bunch of Gnigni BBQ and vegetables. Oh, the treat I bought. I haven't eaten yet. I was wondering if you and Eva could eat later."

He's a foodie, Rebecca.

"Well, all right, all right."

Rebecca and a light hug in that condition.

As I gently stroke my back so as to wrap my small body shape,

"Oh, come on, show it to me."

It's your grandmother's voice.

"Ah, Mr. Betty."

I hear she's embarrassed.

Rebecca's in a hurry to get away from me, fix it.

"That's okay. You're young, so hold on more."

"Yeah, it's okay. I'll bring you Mr. Betty's booze and a knob."

Rebecca seemed concerned when she saw that Mr. Betty's hands were empty.

I hurried and ran to the servants.

"Heh heh, like Mr. Shuya, huh? Looks like Rebecca trusts you."

"Oh, yes, thank you for your help"

Mr. Betty, like Rebecca's mother, looks at Rebecca prepared with liquor, knobs strained......

He was narrowing his eyes and smiling. It's a happy smile that makes you feel less wrinkled on your face.

Looking at Betty's face like that reminded me of the blue pears I bought in the open market.

Never, Mr. Betty's face resembles a blue pear.

Mr. Betty, you don't seem to be eating anything, and I'll give you that green pear.

Remove the blue pears from the item box.

... magically delicious looking pears.

It has a charm that makes me want to feel a little.

"... Betty, take this. If you don't need it, you can throw it away."

"Give me the pear of this?

Mr. Betty pulls the rich line up her mouth corner slowly and smiles.

Grandma, but she has a lovely smile.

He received blue pears.

"Yes."

Mr. Betty was happy, but he glances sharply at him on the way.

"Absolutely, he's a natural man..."

"Eh? Natural?"

"This blue pear, there's a red spot on the bottom surface, right?

Betty gives the spot on the lower surface of the green pear a finger like a dead branch.

It did happen. Does this make sense?

"... Ah, yes"

"This is one of the rarest green pears you've seen lately."

"Was it because of the magic you felt?"

"Magic? I don't know that. For a long time, this reddish spot of green pear has been considered an extraordinarily delicious and good-quality proof, aka the love blue pear. This also means that a man should give a woman a gift, propose with words of love, or make a date. It was a love pear."

What... I'm married to Mr. Betty!?

It's not true.

"And I didn't"

"Well, okay, don't tell that kid about this, okay?

Betty had been eating green pears since she rolled out a sneering, one-eyed meditation wink.

"Phew, phew..."

Ya, Betty's kidding. I'm gonna have a weird laugh and eat.

Let's run.

"So, I'm going over there. Have fun."

"Oh, I will."

away early enough from the spot and walking around the fire where Bon is dancing,

"I am delighted to be called to this wonderful event, Lord Shuya."

Across the boulevard, Tomas, the dojo owner across the street, greeted me.

Card was on his side, so he was talking to him about something.

The Card is joining a group of Dark Alliance facades to discuss it with Mel.

"... Oh, thank you, Mr. Tomas. It's your neighborhood."

"Yes, the members of the Martial Arts Mutual Aid Association I brought along seem to enjoy it too"

Mr. Tomas and a member of the Martial Arts Mutual Aid Society?

"That's good"

"Today, I also brought Naomi from home"

Mr. Tomas introduces the woman next door. Is that your wife?

"... Master Shuya. Nice to meet you. My name is Naomi and I'm Tomas' wife."

Oh, beautiful. Naomi bows her head with politeness.

Don't do it, Mr. Tomas. Bald and bearded prominently, but only a sinister macho.

"... this is polite, Mr. Naomi. Nice to meet you. My name is Shuya Kagari."

"Yes, I am also asked to act as chairman of the Mutual Aid Society. Thank you for inviting me today."

Mr. Naomi, though skinny, could be a female martial artist.

Have an atmosphere of martial arts as well as verses of speech.

"... the activity called Mutual Aid Club is great. Feel free to visit this house because I would like to work with you if you have time in the future."

Talk with that in mind and bow your head gently.

Before being a beauty, the activity is wonderful.

"Welcome. My husband is often away from home, so thank you."

That's how we continue our conversation with Naomi, the old-fashioned beauty.

Along the way, Mr. Tomas, who stood next door, introduced me one after another to a man who seemed to be a fellow Martial Arts City swordsman, a tiger beast (Lazelle) spear, a human spear man, and a woman like a scaler (Calamnian) fighter.

Then Amelie and Naomi, who were nearby, start talking.

Amelie's father was talking to Misty and the servants about the handling of the Alchemy Chamber's demonic stones. In addition, Zaga gets mixed up in that conversation and gets excited about alchemy and blacksmithing.

Bong was starting to skip around the fire. Rubia is laughing but trying to imitate Bon.

I was concerned about Amelie's conversation with Naomi.

Subtle, stand by your ears.

My ears may be moving pimply.

"Good evening. It's called Amelie."

"Alas, are you... participating in a mutual aid club activity in a tough slum?

Naomi seems to know something about Amelie.

"Yes."

"I've heard of it. He said blind people are participating in activities that help the poor, who are not close."

Mr. Naomi sees Amelie in an impressive way.

"Really?

"Yeah, yes. I met a wonderful person tonight... My name is Naomi and I also have a mutual aid club activity in this martial arts district"

"Dear Naomi, right? I feel the same way."

Amelie is a good girl.

How could God shackle such a wonderful child...

But this meeting is going to be good luck.

I'm glad I called Amelie. Those girls,

"In the future, let's collaborate to conduct mutual aid club activities."

"Yes."

When we talk about it, we continue with stories of God blaming us and going blind, stories of him selling and walking around medicinal herbs for his father, who was lying ill, stories of his father being saved by me and Hermé, stories of all sorts.

I could see Rubia approaching me as I smiled and watched how it was.