The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

"So...."

Enjoying the scent of perfume to her heart's content, Irene glanced back at the table.

(Your Highness is seduced by Elma's Onee-sama...!?

Behind her gaze was Liesel and Lucas laughing gently.

As far as I can see, the diagram of smiling and tilting the glass together feels like friends I like.

Because they are both men with good looks, if ordinary women see it, they may think it smiles like, "Well, it's a good friend."

But Irene, who wrote corroded - and read "true" - saw the intimate tension lying between the two without being deceived by filters such as gender.

(Lightly packed distance, and natural and unpleasant body touch. A smile at the angle that makes your face look the most appealing... Definitely, Onee-sama is about to drop His Highness...!

He is a baroness with considerable social experience, as opposed to Irene. As a maid, I've seen things like forbidden love and fire play in one corner of the royal palace.

Above all, if people are twice as tolerant of same-sex relationships, it's because she certifies fires even where there's no smoke.

Rezel is trying to seduce Lucas.

Irene stared at the sight in front of her and quietly sweated cold.

(Nh... why did you come here...!?

At this point in time, she was already completely left behind by the rapidly changing developments.

Suddenly I thought I had been caught up in a coup and came to jail. I was hospitalized with rage, invited to a shocking dinner, and I wondered why I had moved to Lucas' classics. Suddenly, the air in the cafeteria relaxed and the tea party.

Elma's same-sex friend, herself, is consistently generous, but about Lucas, I don't know if the sinners are going to entertain him or if they're neglecting him.

"What's wrong with 'so'?

And Irene looked back with a strange voice from behind.

It's Elma.

She showed Irene to the table in the back of the room to show off a lot of perfume, as Liesel said.

The appearance of gazing at us with innocent eyes was unusual, and I loved it a lot, as was dressing up.

"So... so... I can't believe I like perfume with a detoxifying effect..."

Irene glanced straight into her dawn eyes, aggressively deceiving her.

She insisted on coupling Lucas and Elma, but she couldn't hide the upset that her rival had been hit.

"Is it detoxification? Ah, if that's the case, I'd recommend this area."

"Do you have one!?

"Yes. This is an original perfume prepared by [Jealous] 's brother... sister who specializes in detoxification. The reputation is that just spraying one spray will immediately release the physical and mental toxins and grow up like possessions fell off. However, when the scent runs out, it seems a little rough."

"... is that brainwashing or training?"

As always, they are full of great sinners. Rather than the scent of perfume, it only smells of crime.

The sparkling perfume bottle seemed to have unexpectedly wrapped up a strange aura.

"Perhaps Elma's family will kill me if I hit you too badly....?

However, Elma shook her head in surprise, pointing out that her face was convulsing.

"What are you talking about! Absolutely not! Irene and His Highness are my first dear friends. When I told her I wanted to be polite, onee-sama and the whole family were so happy that they broke their hearts and prepared for the day."

The statement has no colour of lies or exaggeration.

Perhaps Elma really tried to entertain Irene, and the great sinners were also happy to make a visit to Irene without a lie and prepared all the things they wanted.

--It's just that it's all off track.

"I can't deny that it's the first time my family and I have ever invited a friend into our house, and it's completely gone up... but it's really fun to consult and prepare for this in a short period of time. I was really happy to introduce my proud family to Irene, and I can't believe that one more family is about to grow... I'm already so happy."

Elma, who dyes her cheeks and tells her how she feels, is so pathetic that she accidentally squats on the spot that she wants to feel angry.

Irene slightly missed the shock by putting her strength on Tanden, holding her fist tightly, and even lowering her voice, "Ugh..."

I don't want to know, but I do.

Why do the sinners love her so much?

How deeply you love this pure, good girl.

(Even if Elma brings a strange man or a new friend, I think she'll be snooping around the corner of the heavy box with a needle...!

Especially men.

Not with a man like that.

I think Lucas is a good property and I know a serious aspect of him, so I can cheer naturally, but even Lucas, in case he tries to reach out to other women, I think it will take me all my efforts to eliminate him immediately.

And when I thought about it, Irene opened her eyes.

(No way... in other words, Onee-sama's motion... is that so!?

At last, she reached sincerity and sweated more and more.

This time, it's a cold sweat that endangers Lucas' safety.

(Ma... not good!? Given all your abilities, Your Highness is knocked out in one shot!?

I don't underestimate Lucas' popularity of women, but I think it's too bad to be clear.

Everyone here is unusual. They are passionate and competent, and it takes them to get rid of morality and common sense - which is why they are full of strange charms.

Kidnappers who brainwashed a group of noble ladies in a country could easily fall down one or two bloody young men with a little hint or medication.

And if that happens, Rezel will turn his palm back and attack Lucas relentlessly.

Perhaps other "families" are observing it from afar.

The third battle of decency had already begun.

(Well, what should I do...! Should I break in and tear off His Highness!? Yes, but this is His Majesty's decoration, so it's NG I'm going to sneak out...!? But, but when His Highness kneels before Elma, it's like a very shocking scene...!

Honestly, I don't know how much Elma will be shocked.

If she only sees Lucas as a "friend," she might be fine.

However, there was a risk that being too problematic would cause a big problem on the contrary.

(For example, smiling at the seduced Highness or even supporting her...! Wow, I can see your Highness being stabbed to death by Elma...!

Irene, who had been transformed into an Elma Simulator, had faded into his overly precise predictions.

Irene knows that Lucas is actually putting his sincere thoughts in between his jokes and his actions.

It is too pathetic of him to let his thoughts be ravaged in that way.

(Even so, my three-dimensional (real) speculation cap is His Highness × Elma....!

The misfortune of conjecture must be avoided.

For one thing, the moment I decided to keep Elma away from this disturbing scene,

"--Oh? Onee-sama, are you trying to seduce His Highness...?

As expected, Elma, following Irene's gaze, strangely tilted her neck from behind.

"Ah... ah, ah, ah"

"Isn't it? That facial expression, that personal space, that tone of voice."

"Ah, ah, ah...!

"Hmm. Goldilocks effects scattered in small conversations, the law of returnability, mirroring, contrast principles...."

Elma glanced at the table as the upset Irene tried to push her back with her mouth wide open.

Then he frowned with dissatisfaction, saying, "Already."

………… Elma is irritated by the temptation of His Majesty...!?

I wonder if Elma has actually begun to be attracted to Lucas in places she doesn't know.

While astonished, Irene glanced at the delightful miscalculation, but Elma pulled back to reality in the following words.

"Absolutely not. Onee-sama doesn't know how to seduce."

"Eh...?

"For Shabaab, the type of approach that exposes the skin is more common than such a deviant temptation. Isn't it?

"Hah...!?

When was such a 'normal' planted in her?

In front of the stunned Irene, Elma somehow began to disturb her own hair, which was tied up properly.

"I don't know much about Shaba's ecology either... Her Highness, who is the closest and" normal "mentor, often seemed to have attached a woman's perfume and lipstick to her chest. Rumor has it that in a town at night, women just look at each other, so they call it" Lucas of Fully Automated Take-Out. "

"Really!? I mean, what's your naming sense!?

"i.e."

Elma hangs her finger on the ribbon knot at the neck and looks straight at Irene.

"The temptation of Shabaab is frustrating."

If you say so, you'll unravel the ribbon.

Immediately, a slight white neck and a delicate portion of the clavicle are exposed.

On pearl-like skin, glossy black hair crawled - and Irene breathed unexpectedly into a choking tone that changed from the usual sudden atmosphere.

"Onee-sama shouldn't be ashamed of the devious temptation of the prison ceremony to the romantic princess. Here is an example of my overbearing temptation -"

"Wait!!!

He took a breath, but Irene clasped to Elma to stop him.

"Please don't kill His Highness! You're going to die! You're going to die!

Perhaps Lucas will be killed instantly by Elma's troubles, then his soul killed by the fact that his presence is out-of-the-box to Elma, and finally physically killed by the great sinners for being subdued by his beloved daughter.

Life only once, no matter how many times you don't die.

Three things made Irene desperate: brother-in-law, compassion, and moral compassion.

"E, Elma, outside! Let's go get some air! I don't know if I want to go for a hungry walk!

"Eh... but I think I can hear the rain outside the window..."

"Ah, oh, rain. It's raining! Yeah, it's nice, a walk on a rainy night! That'll be B again. I feel like I can only do it between my best friends. Very nice. Very 'normal'! Huh!?"

"'Best friend'... 'Normal'..."

Elma turned her attention to the distressed phrase, but after a while, she tended to hesitate to look back at Lucas and the others.

"But I still can't stand to embarrass onee-sama. For the first time, I just taught you the style of" Relax your collar and push your chest "that I saw earlier in Shaba's pleasure town -"

"No, no, no!

Irene reconnected her hair with Elma's chest ribbon at the speed of light.

Use the stupid power of the fire scene to pull Elma around.

She managed to get back to the deepest part of the room where the perfume bottles were lined up and scolded Elma in silence.

"Come on, Elma. Don't let your clothes slip away in front of you and your drowning male family. In general, Your Highness told me not to do anything extra."

"Extra handouts....."

Elma nodded mysteriously when she looked soft.

"... that's right. I almost bought His Highness's anger again."

Apparently, Lucas said something and it was pretty embarrassing.

When I saw Elma, Irene's conscience began to hurt, but on one side of the balance, world peace and human life were at stake.

He turned his mind into a demon and opened his mouth again in an attempt to distract him.

- Of course.

"Hey, it's getting kind of amazing."

There came Felix with a teacup.

Apparently he moved his seat from the tea table to this sofa set.

Somehow, when I was at that table, I was attacked by cold air that I didn't know, and I really felt like I had to move here.

"Ah... It's the work of [jealous] onee-sama."

Felix said strangely, Elma nodded.

"Onee-sama has uniquely invented an implicit technique that encourages the surroundings to leave the scene without disturbing them if they want to make sure the subject falls. It's the so-called brainwashing boundary."

"Yeah, so to speak, it's a phenomenon I've never heard of."

Felix smiled, but Elma just frowned on her thoughtfulness.

"Until you reach the threshold of brainwashing... onee-sama, you're serious."

It's a tone of mourning for your family to behave out of common sense with all their might.

But the more Elma explains, the more Irene and the others are worried about Lucas.

"Hey... I just thought Onee-sama rubbed her fingertips together."

"Ah, that is, by rubbing together the hint of incense that was hidden in the small container in advance. After all, you decided that it would be difficult without such a physical shake on His Highness."

"Something, if you make your ears clear, Lucas, it seems to be quite spiritually offensive."

"Oh, I see you've moved on to the allusion of past trauma. Your Highness is too resistant to love, so you thought you'd have to break your heart first."

"Hey Elma... I'm kind of just looking at Onee-sama, and gradually I'm getting a palpitation too... you look really attractive to Onee-sama..."

Subliminal, huh?

Physical attacks by incense, psychological attacks dating back to the past, and visual imprints (subliminals) no longer look more like a battle for life than a rush to love.

The great sinners who were watching on the other side of the table also began to quietly drag Rezel's serious attention.

"Ugh... that incense is so addictive... nasty..."

"I've seen him for a long time...."

"Isn't that more of an attack than a seduction?"

"Mh... I'm kind of dizzy even to me..."

Upset, whispers to each other.

The subliminals, such as Isaac, who had excellent motor vision, inadvertently worked and started moaning.

No, he's not the only one.

The surroundings watching the two on the far wind were all hit one by one by Rezel's seductive trick.

"Nah, I just inhaled some incense...! I feel lightheaded....."

"Kh... not just talking, but shaking all five senses...!

"I have the most beautiful and wonderful wife in the world!"

"My eyes....! My eyes...!

This is even the biggest sinners flying around. There was not a single one, such as the ordinary Irene.

"Hah... ah, Rezel Oneje-sama... ah, nice...!

"Oh no, I can't keep an eye on him anymore...?

Riesel tilts the wine glass in front of her eyes and looks terribly attractive.

Amber eyes reveal a dense color like ripe sap and a mysterious smile on thin lips.

The technique of tracing the legs of the glass and tilting the small neck with the cheek cane is complicated and full of deep gloss that cannot be just a woman.

Rather than a majestic queen, it's a puzzling, mysterious magnetic force like a witch dragging into a swamp.

I'm thirsty.

I can't get my eyes off him.

His whole body always wanted to drown in his presence.

Oh, I wonder if this is love. I crazy want him and I want to kneel.

If you are commanded to say one word, you will not hesitate to sacrifice your life, stormy and violent emotions.

Calm down, Lucas got up from his chair.

As Irene sees it, he will tell you to kneel on the spot.

Crawl, mouth on your feet, swear eternal loyalty.

Having tried so hard to stop it before, she now sees it as natural.

I suppose so.

I can't resist this.

I'll do it myself.

"His Highness Lucas...."

At that time, Elma, who was watching the change very closely beside Irene, murmured.

"Is that okay...?

A little monologue.

Rather than denouncing, the voice contained a simple surprise and a trace amount of confusion.

But the moment I heard that, Irene had the feeling that something like a membrane that had surrounded her for some time had disappeared.

Lucas' actions, which were only vaguely pursued, finally formed a clear image.

Looking fluffy, he shook his knees on the floor with a firm foot besides his thoughts - and then he stood up immediately (...).

"Eh...?

"I dropped it."

In front of the astonishing Irene, Lucas pointed his hand toward Rezel in a smooth manner.

Inside his hand was a very small shell.

"It's a hint of incense that I used to end up with, right?

…………

Liesel took a quiet breath.

Lucas raised one eyebrow cleverly and tilted his small neck.