The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

In the meantime, to give you a break, I knocked you round, Ursh, to the side.

Ursh, who is but remains, rolled onto a marble-like stone floor, but he looks like he has a headache on a hard floor like this. Think for a while, take off the belt you were tying your skirt to and then sit next to you, Ursh.

"Wolsh, you're going to have a headache directly on the floor, so put your head on my lap"

Look!! This natural feel knee pillow induction!!

Now Ursh, the dimensions of being able to indulge your Moffmoff's head!!

But one of the seniors who came together waited for my company.

"Young lady, that'll stop your nosebleed. Wouldn't that make it worse?

No, it shouldn't be that powerful about knee pillows. Definitely better for beginners than hip-attack.

"Miss Isabella, you don't have to spoil it. It's just a nosebleed from excitement."

"Let's roll it on the spot. Let's do that.... what would make this man feel any better?"

Damn!! The seniors call for your abandonment in their mouths, but I don't know when the next Knee Pillow Chance will come if I miss this chance!!

As I was interacting with the seniors thinking about that, Ursh, you moved around in a circle and gently put your head on my lap.

This... oh my God!! No, I didn't!

Knee pillow. Yikes!! Did you just see that?! I'm moving Zuri, and softly, hey, Ursh, you put your head on my lap!! You came from yourself because you didn't want to be left alone?! Isn't that right?

What? This cute creature. It was my fiancée -!!

If you can see such a cute Ursh, it might be a good idea to deliberately wake up a lucky sketch!!

Hmm? "Lucky Skebe"?.

Something's gonna hook you up, 'Lucky Skebe'. What was that?

"Damn, you stupid couple!!

"... flirting. We're gonna blow it up."

I heard a grudge (Ensa) voice and a bombing herald but I don't care!!

Wolsh your, this fuzzy fuzzy fuzzy moff head is mine!! Lets!! Fluffy!!

Ursh on your knees stroke your head around with a fluffy, fluffy moffy moff.

"Damn...... I want a fiancée who will spoil me too. I want a fiancée who can spoil me without being sketchy."

"But this stupid couple. You two are about to blow your noses..."

Hmm? Did you hear something?

"... you two about, nosebleeds?

Looking up at the seniors gathered in doubt and casting their doubts, the sighted seniors answer with their necks tilted.

"Hmm? You don't remember? Well, you passed out right after that. You came to see Ursh on the day of the robe distribution, didn't you? I was asleep on the couch when Urshboy hugged me and blew my sister's nose."

Oh, with that said, Ursh, when I got here to see you, I think I saw you asleep at the funny sleeping minister.

What were you doing here to see you then, Ursh?

Yes!! Something horrible happened back then, Mr. Ursh, and I came to get some ingredients!

But I overdosed in an unintentional way and my consciousness flew!! Huh? It's like a pill you suck at, Ursh.

No, I feel like I'm forgetting something more important than that, what is it?

Besides ingestion, I thought you had to meet Ursh in the middle of the day and do something. What was that?

............ Ah, the norm of fortune is also achieved!!

That's what caught me earlier!! It's called "What's your lucky sketch today" of fortune!!

"It was! Fortunately, 'Lucky Skebe' was a punch that day!! During the day, I was going to punch you!! I forgot!!

But it's been days since then, so I don't even have to punch it now......

If the contents of the fortune were still valid, we might have had a chance when we got off at the pole.

No, to keep that 'punch' from happening, Ursh, because you tied your skirt with your belt, is it impossible in the end?

As I roared with that in mind, your head, Ursh, which was resting on my lap, rose up peeling.

Oh... Ursh, your head's gone.

Ursh, your nosebleeds apparently stopped, and you wiped them forcefully with the back of your hand. There were traces of blood spread around your cheeks from the edge of your mouth.

Apart from the cause of the nosebleeds, you're kind of wild and nice, too, Ursh, with your face dirty with blood. I like it.

But I'm not going to leave it like that, so let's wipe (stuffed) your face with the handkerchief I removed while I burn you to the back of your brain, Bloody Ursh.

Then, Ursh, you caught my hand holding my handkerchief and tilted your neck.

"Isabella, what's 'punchy'?

Yeah? Ursh, you must know 'Punchy', the royal road on Lucky Skebe's main road.

"Eh... and" punchy "... for example, because of the breeze or standing position, I didn't mean to see it, but the inside of a girl's skirt, or" panties ", is going to look like" chills, "which is abbreviated as" punchy. "

Oh? Why am I seriously telling my fiancée what 'punchy' is... what's the situation? Here. Sur has enough, right?

By the way, 'punchy' is often seen in love comic books, but it's not 'chilly' the way it looks, is it? It's no longer 'moro looking', is it?

Given that, we have to review the definition of 'what is punchilla'. This is a question of eternal philosophy.

Is that it? What is it, Mr. Ursh? It's been a while since the black aura seeped out.

It's not the usual way to seep the feeling on your back, it's like crawling over, but it's definitely seeping out a black aura.

Did I do something to you?

With a cold sweat on his spine, tilting his neck, Ursh, you grinned nicely. Pretty scary.

"Hey, Isabella"

"Yes. What is it?

"Same goes for saying that 'punchy' or whatever, but if you're going to deliberately try to wake me up and say 'lucky sketchy' or whatever, bring me that 'ready' challenge, okay?

The end of the story... isn't stretching... so? This is serious and angry.

"............ Hi. Shen Shi translates Ali Masen. Intentional Niha to Cosanite Oath Imus"

"Yeah, you are. Well, if you're ready, you're good, right? If you're ready..."

I'm afraid I don't know what I'm prepared for.

Because I'm embarrassed, and because you're Ursh, who's about to get his head poked, I'm afraid I'm unpredictable.

If it happens intentionally, if it comes to telling Brother Dymon or something, he will see me with a high HP of zero like my idiot.

And if.

Hello, what... No, it's really a possibility.

It's a bit of an erotic maneuver, or... no, what if?

I don't think that's true, only for you, pure Ursh, who would have a nosebleed with a hip attack, but if you're waiting for something that feels like a treat...

I'll probably burst and die instantly.

Wolsh, from the first guess of your name, if anything happens, make sure Pan! That ruptures.

Life matters. At least until I have a wedding with you, Ursh, I want to live. Seriously.

"Ie. Life Matters Nde, Intentional Niha 'Lucky Skebe' Is Wake Up Shemale"

"Well done. If you know what I mean, it's fine."

Good. The crawling Aura returns to you, Ursh.

Are you comfortable in and out of that aura? What's scary about it?

"By the way, where the hell is the fortune-teller who slammed that mundane fortune-teller result?

mundane divination results.

Ulsh, you're a mundane. No, well, surely if I say mundane, it's mundane?

"Eh, the fortune teller didn't divine it for me, it says in the Omi Lottery in Fortune Cookies, like a tip to find out about the Demon King"

"Tips for the Demon King?

"Yes, the contents of the Fortune Cookies that were in the forbidden library are the locks of books about the Demon King? It seems to be a tip for knowing"

That's all I answered, and once again, a black aura seeped out of you, Ursh.

I'm not the type to crawl over this time. It's the type to carry behind your back.

Wolsh, I thought you put your hands gently on my shoulders, and I pulled my face up to close range.

A black smile. Scary.

Isabella, there's still something you haven't told me, isn't there? I didn't mean to tell you about Isabella, but I know you just forgot.

Yeah. I forgot to mention that I got to the forbidden library, or Mr. Navi.