The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

Lucas is a man who seeks excitement in love.

A creature called a woman with a softness, glamour, and unexpected strength that no man has. Its existence is unknown to Lucas, which is why it is intriguing.

Especially the beginning of love.

The task of exploring what the opponent is thinking and imagining how a side you don't have has been shaped gives Lucas a different excitement than fighting.

Curiosity of the unknown and a sweet sense of tension approaching.

In pursuit of that, Lucas began to cross the lady until he was called "Luden's Best Sex Man."

--but...

(I don't want this unknown tension...!

Lucas had a cold sweat in front of the fine teaware.

It is a seat for the tea party "High Tea" coordinated with a different set.

Meat and alcohol are also served at the high-tea restaurant, which is said to have served dinner at the same time.

Now, in front of Lucas, there was a line of aromatic tea and hot, dragon-dried fries, plus a fine brandy on dry ale, burning rum and plenty of wine to look up at him.

And Elma is trying to take care of herself.

"How about it? The taste of fried dragon chicken is so good. I heard that His Highness likes thinning and tried to finish it that way. Ah, we'll split up a lot. Shall I squeeze the lemon?"

"... ah... thank you"

"Your Highness has Rutland's blood, so I'm sure you'll like high tea, too. We have plenty of liquor for you to enjoy."

"... ah... thank you"

What is served is a high-quality meal that may be called the gods' meal.

And next to it is a beautiful girl of a rare age who looks around the continent like no other, and likes her.

They also dress up and smile at us with affection and respect.

If you're a man, first you have to be comfortable.

And yet, why Lucas tastes the mood of a frog stared at by a snake was due, for example, to the unusual cold air coming from across the table.

"You're exhausted, Elma. Not in the royal castle, and you're not a maid here. No matter how many guests you have, you don't have to take care of them that much. Specifically, why don't we go a little further?

Young man who calls Elma with a smile on his face - Holst.

He exerted great dexterity in lighting his squirrel-colored eyes like the spring sun only when he turned to Elma, and as Hellfire when he turned to Lucas.

"It's been a long time since I've been home, so leave him alone and talk to us more."

Apparently, he is not too reluctant or a straightforward expression of his desires.

Lucas knew that the great sinners were all too fond of Elma, but that there was still a little grayscale in their love.

Morgan seems to be calmly distancing himself from Elma from his original pale personality, and Isaac is of a refreshing nature. After recognizing Lucas as a "normal master" earlier, he will not take this lightly.

Gilberto feels like she's watching her daughter grow from high above, even if she loves Elma and doesn't act like she rejects others.

Although Riesel sometimes utters sarcastic words, there are no physical attacks in particular.

Mentally and physically, it was this young man, Holst, who was obviously trying to attack us.

As he was close to Elma, unlike other men's groups, he seemed to be watching Elma, not as a daughter, but as a sister or lover.

"Yes, of course, I'd like to have a lot of chat with oniisama... Ah, Your Highness, the sauce is good, but I'd love to have this salt too. Because salt is" normal "for fried food..."

"Hey hey hey, will you let me use the salt first?

Elma just tried to get the salt for the other guy, and he seemed to get in the way.

He forcibly took the bottle of salt from confused Elma in the middle of the day, and Holst smiled at Lucas.

Then, tong, and a white magnetic vial were presented to Lucas.

"I'll give you this instead."

"What is this...?

"It's like salt. It's just bluish acid."

Ah, can I call you? and pour the bottle onto the plate.

Lucas faded to protect the plate.

"No thanks!

"Er, it feels bad to refuse a person's generosity in seconds"

Say goodbye and drop your hips on the chair.

Elma laughed bitterly and apologized to Lucas.

"I'm sorry, [greedy] 's brother sometimes tries to mess with his favorite opponent."

"I thought you were trying to hang me, not just poison me!?

"But, look, if it's about blue acid, you just need to detoxify it a little bit..."

"Can you do it?!

And I wondered why no one would penetrate into the possession of a single prisoner. Speaking of which, I think Horst was the one who taught Elma to "normally carry one or two anesthetics."

In this way, Lucas was constantly being attacked by the overwhelming unknowns of when and what would happen, and the ultimate sense of urgency of when and how to lose his life.

Being sneaky makes Elma look carefree, whether she read the expression or not.

"Your Highness, your complexion doesn't seem to be good... but I wonder if it was too oily. Even if it's refreshing and refreshing..."

"What, now you complain about my sister's cooking?

Holst deepens his sword-swallowing smile and now removes the suspicious liquid.

Elma raised her eyebrows even more worried towards increasingly bluish Lucas.

"Are you okay? If you have a fever..."

"Wow, what, are you gonna let my innocent sister touch a man's fat, stinky forehead? It's crazy, we need to disinfect it."

Now it's a suspicious spray.

That's why Horst was so upset, Elma turned around.

"Oniisama, it's terrible to say that to someone dear to me (...). In the name of honor, Your Highness has a refreshing body, and there is no smell that bothers you even when you (...) whisper..."

"Stop! You want to kill me!?

Whenever Elma turns to her followers, Lucas's Life Crisis level is guaranteed to rise sharply.

It was terrifying, but it was also unbearable for Lucas to mention the smell of the body to a girl who was concerned.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed Elma's arms and shaken.

"Please, don't worry about me anymore at this moment. Until now, we've managed to win again. Don't provoke any more enemies...!

Incidentally, Lucas didn't mean to take this victory.

Until now, he has helped with his beauty, excellent martial arts skills, and good manners, winning lightly in most situations.

It is the same in feminine relationships, and if he favors it, immediately women have made up a "fait accompli" that is complicated and sometimes impossible, and the engagement is imminent in the family.

That said, Elma always receives only 45 degrees diagonally, just how much Lucas favours it.

For you, the family not only rejoiced at Lucas' approaching her daughter, but also demanded quality.

Given Lucas's victorious personality, if he's being tested by a family of women he likes, I'd like to win a fair and honorable victory.

However, in the end, Elma herself has beaten Morgan and Isaac, or she has been given the victory irreversibly in the form of breaking the back of the story.

Not only did Elma fall in love with Lucas, but rather he was watched by himself and Irene alive and warmly, and he was very uncomfortable.

(Too unworthy...!

Speaking with such a wickedness in mind, Elma pulled her chin in surprise and nodded.

"----yes, I understand..."

You were irritated by Elma's subdued attitude, and Horst stepped forward "a little".

But there was an unexpected voice.

"Oh my, that sounds fun. What are you talking about?

It's Liesel.

When he put the teacup back into the saucer in a light manner, he instead grabbed the red wine bottle and the glass legs and turned to this side of the table.

Then, after rinsing, one side of the glass is put out to Lucas and wink.

Me too.

Though I was supposed to be mentally retarded, it was a trick that made me feel friendly and chaotic.

His arrival instantly brightens the surrounding air.

Elma whispered to Riesel,

"You know, I have a perfume present for Irene, too. I'm sorry to mix it with the smell of food, so I have it lined up on the sofa set in the back of the room, so please take a look with me. Lucas, I'll treat you well."

and changed her eyes and moved her away from the scene immediately.

He said to Holst, "You're too sharp. Eat calcium, too." Then pour milk into the chestnuts and tea, and summon Clement, and order him to dispose of all the poisonous creatures here.

Clement, who was totally using the hall, was shouting, but Rezel did so and quickly switched the air in the field.

"No, I really should have stopped earlier, but I'm sorry."

Turning again to Lucas, he pours wine in a smooth manner.

In addition, the wine was poured from the same bottle, containing the wine itself first, with a light smile.

Rest assured, my signature.

Say it's your first time in this prison, being honest and carefree.

With a light glance at Lucas, Rezel smiled bitterly.

"These people are a little crazy, aren't they?... well, maybe I am too. I think it's an unusual or restless space for people from outside. It may be even now, but let me say it again. I'm sorry."

Undecorated words and a subdued tone resonate with sincerity.

Lucas was slightly upset when he suddenly succeeded in raising his vigilance to its maximum.

"No...."

"You don't have to. Your senses are more correct. I'm just glad you let me make an excuse. To be honest, I was looking for an opportunity to do that."

Reflectively spinning social dictionaries are also lightly understood.

Moreover, it is affirmed from the front that "you are right", confessed that "to be honest", etc., and its purpose is still very favorable.

The appearance of Liesel appeared to Lucas, who was rubbing off in an unusual space, as if it were a mass of integrity.

"We're in jail (here) for more than each other. I met an innocent and pure Elma in an isolated space... because she was so sweet, so sweet and helpless."

He shakes the wine glass and smiles a little evil.

"It's the first time I've brought you Shabaab people here as' precious people ', so I can't help but float. It's rude, but the point is, I can't help wondering what kind of people you are."

All self-taunting words sound true.

Lucas carefully put the wine in his mouth and hammered it.

"... I understand that it's kind of sweet. I think it's gone too far."

The wine had a nose that Lucas had never tasted before.

"Yes, it went too far. Rest assured, I will not imitate them."

"... huh?

"I mean, I know how to be human just by drinking and talking like this."

Of course, I can't help but care about you.

Rezel smiled like a prank.

It also had a neutral charm that was different from the choking aroma of Hydemarie.

Kind, honest, but subtle.

There is only a slight, unpleasant thrill of rushing.

Yes, it's very attractive as a human being.

"So... until I finish this wine. Let me talk to you for a second."

In the corner of the large table, Felix stares at the brandy bottle.

Elma and Irene are at the edge of their vision, choosing a fun perfume, and big sinners like Gilbert and Isaac are enjoying tea in their thoughtful attitudes.

Even though they were in the same space, it seemed that only around Lucas and Rezel had been cut loosely.

Only the voice of the other person can be heard clearly.

But it was a pleasant feeling of isolation, like being in a familiar tavern or cafe.

Say, cheers.

Lukas returned the same technique with a loose expression to Rezel, who lifted the glass with a movement attached to the board.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

As a tea master, Morgan, who was standing in his seat to prepare for tea, saw Lucas and Rezel gently tilt the wine glass and raised one eyebrow.

"Has it started?"

Then Isaac nodded with his mouth full of dragon meat on his cheeks.

"Oh, there's no declaration of war."

"Dear God, [Lazy Morgan] and [Crazy Isaac] have already admitted him, so I hope you can open the article."

While sipping tea, Gilberto looked stunned and said so, and Horst, who had been driven out of his seat across from Lucas, came here whimpering his nose.

"[Anger] says so because he wants to chase Marie back to her room quickly. In general, [laziness] and [bulimia] are too small. How do you qualify for a friend at the Fight Awards? That man is with the vermin. At first, even if you look like a" friend ", you can quickly sweep up and brutally erode beautiful flowers. We have to clean it up in the first place."

He dragged his closest chair and settled near the Morgans, adding a violent amount of sugar to the over-milked tea and sipping in a mood.

"I don't even want to admit to favoring Elma if I'm not more than I am."

This means that even the best doctors and alchemists on the continent are not hung on chopsticks or sticks.

Holst licked the sugar that sank into the cup, and looked at Riesel with a little pleasure.

Perfect L-shaped formation to forgive people's minds, very small amount of wine with tranquilizers, a hinting fragrance that drifts secretly from the skin.

And a thoughtful temptation to pretend to be subtle.

"Do it, [Jealousy (Rezel)]. Wake up innocent Elma by peeling off the skin of a colored man."

The "Liver Trial", which was thought to have been caused by Isaac, was now handed over to Liesel, who secretly tried to raise the curtain of World War III.