Tilea’s Worries

"Leica Chihuahua."

"Already, perseverance!

"Higi!

The sound of batin and dryness echoes in and out of heaven. The vindicated man rubs his cheek and speaks to another woman without punishment. And I get slapped again. I've been repeating the same scene for two hours now.

The man even approaches the woman while leaving Momiji on his cheek.

The name of this wretched nayonayo man is Melanco Mucha. He's the boss of the garment store. Mucha's home is a long-established inquirer whose fifth generation continues. The clothes made there are for royalty. The common man is a luxury oriented shop that cannot be easily entered. Born in such a wealthy house, Mucha pays well, but has bad femininity. He is a prodigal son who only thinks about playing with women.

You're not playing Praprapra without working at all since daytime. Well, this isn't just referring to mucha.

Napa has been popular on West Street lately. Chala-like numb-numbered men like Mucha are taming and calling out to women. Harajuku is exactly what you used to call it in your previous life.

The reason for this is that the restaurant Belm has flourished.

The restaurant Belm, thanks to your novel management reforms Drewas, has allowed customers to come to the forefront day and night after day. Whatever you say yourself, but the food is delicious, and there's a beautiful billboard girl. There was originally a fashionable ground. Plus the mu and edims. Bad or chimps don't come because the bloodsucking squad is on guard. Security has improved.

For once, Mu and Edim slapped down the villains who had attributed it to the store, and those who imitated the rumors with disgrace stopped approaching the store.

Now Belm, the restaurant, has become an excellent place to compete for one or two in Wangdu, where guests can enjoy their meals in peace. It also became a popular spot for women and children by offering nutritious dishes as well as peace of mind.

And the more female guests, the more beautiful women come together... this West Street has also become famous as a numbspot. I'm glad the store thrived, but I'm not happy with such a secondary effect. Because this is how the charming numb-numbered bastards get together every day.

Edim says every time he sees a nasty numb guy like that, "Shall we sink into the ocean?" He asks. I guess there's something about Edim that I also think of as a numb guy who doesn't work from day to day and chases a woman's ass. He seemed to remember his anger. I feel the same way about Edim, but I'm not rambling or causing a store customer. It's just a numb.

Personal freedom. I couldn't have overdone it, let alone kept it tough. Anyway, the Yaritins will leave somewhere as they are if Napa succeeds, and if they fail, they will give up and go home. It's best to keep your cheeks open.

That's how I've been folding for the past week...

Only Mucha is exceptional. Almost every day, I chase a woman's ass for hours. Exactly the limit now. A female customer doesn't come into the store at all just now because of Mucha. For the first time, Mucha's perverted stalker leaves the women in disgust circles.

That's a sales jam. And Edim looked at me and said, "Shall I slap you out?" He complains with his eyes. Besides, even the fragile car chase is pounding and fisting. What, you're about to knock me out, too? That's cute.

But when you guys come out, things get tough. I'll take care of this as manager.

When I entrust Edim and Car Chase with the business of the store, I go to Mucha, who is nagging me in front of the store with no punishment.

"Mucha"

"Oh, Tyrea."

Mucha notices me and tries to hug me. I'll be right behind you. Mucha falls over momentum. Looks like he hit his face on the ground. Yeah, yeah, he's roaring.

"Tell me. Tilea, I can't connect anymore."

"Mucha, come on, stop the numbing and go home. My parents' clothes store is busy."

"Tyrea, my dads are the only ones who preach like that. Why don't you go on a date with me? Right?

"Ha, you don't get it at all."

This guy invites me on dates every time he sees me. No matter how many times I say no, I won't punish you. In a way, you have a steel heart.

"Tyrea, please. Please, please. It was a shock the first time I saw Tyrea. I couldn't believe there was such a beautiful woman. Tyrea's move to King's Capital has been a case of entering Bixley my whole life. Please, angel of beauty. Just once with me, just once, so let's go on a date?

Mucha pleads with his head hectically lowered to invite pity. Not at all. Not at all.

"Mucha. Stop imitating me like a kid. Come on, grow up."

"Tyrea, he doesn't want to hear such a sermon... Oh, yeah! Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. You'll grow up. So, Tyrea, why don't you grow me up? Give me some memories. Tilea can give you up to half a million gold."

You're really the one who can't help it. You want me to buy you some money?

I sigh and I'm sure I'll stare at you.

"You want to be in the hospital again? Mr. Biseph, next time, you might want to knock him out until he's no longer able to resume."

"Hih, Bicef the Mad Dog!?"

Yes, Mucha has had a bumpy experience with Hessef before. There happened to be a heckle (Bicef) when he put a little bite on me, and Bicef waved his fist without mercy. I guess Mucha suffered a full week of wounds. Since then, Mucha has been frightened by Hessef.

You remember Hethale (Bicef), Mucha is shivering like a puppy. At this rate, I would go home today.

"Mucha, bye. Don't be a dickhead. Work."

That's what I'm gonna say. I'm gonna try to get back to the store.

"Oh, wait! Tilea, are you free this evening?

He was called out to Mucha, who was resurrected from a gable state. Are you still gonna numb me? Too persistent.

"How many more times do I have to tell you! I'm really going to get in touch with Mr. Bicef."

"Stop. Stop it! That rabid dog threatens to kill me the next time he puts a little bite on Tilea. Seriously, it kills me."

Oh, the threat is totally working. Bisseph returned to the king's capital and the broken fangs were completely revived. Looks like he's been talking about it a lot. Well, that said, I'm not as proud of you as I am of the mucha. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I'm confident I can beat this guy with a one-bread.

"Stop nagging me anymore if you're so freaked out. And just so we're clear, I don't feel like it at all."

"I know. I know. Tyrea loves girls."

"No, well, not really..."

"Especially Elf, you like Master Remilia, don't you?

"Yeah, but don't mumble if you do"

Yes, I was so persistently numbed that I honestly told Mucha about my love for Mr. Remilia. I refused to be a hundred percent willing to what would happen with the man, but Mucha was pleased that the lily was good with the mucha. Well, I guess that means girls are better than other guys taking them.

"I know. Because I understand Tyrea's hobbies. I'll give you the information you keep for such a lily Tyrea."

"What?"

"They have a very muffled shop in the Evil district. Why don't you come with me?

Muffled shop!? My forefinger moved a little, but the Evil district is very insecure. It's not a nice place for me to go easily, pretty girl.

"Mucha, you can't go to a dangerous place like the Evil District."

"Tyrea, the Evil district is safe these days. Looks like the top keepers in the precinct have complete control of the bad guys."

"The Dark Emperor..."

"Yeah, well, if you break out in the Evil district, you'll get eyes on him, so everybody behave."

"But, you know, it's not where women go..."

"Tyrea, the Evil district is where women work. Evil District is full of girls. I've been hanging out with girls a bunch of times, and, well, there's been an escort fee."

I see, if that's the case, I don't really get involved. Shaq seems to be Mucha's companion, but he can't help it if he can act safely.

Mucha recommended muffled shops. I guess it feels like a cabbage.

I went to a store like that once in my previous life. I never set foot in a place like that again from the trauma that was determined to be botched and the combo of blackmail and assault. After all, in the previous life, we couldn't even change from virginity to amateur virginity.

It's a good opportunity, and I'll go too...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Mucha, I'm sorry you asked me out, but go alone"

"I have an elf daughter."

"What!?"

This guy, what did you just say!?

"Oh, what is that now...?

"Hehe. I'll say it again and again. Hi, it looks like it's a shop that collects elves and girls."

"Heh, heh, yeah. So, but I'm not going. Yeah, I'm not going. I have a mind named Remilia..."

Keeping the upset down, but not stopping the tremor. The Elf Daughters store... I wonder if they would do that or something like this. Even though the elves are highly pedigree-conscious, I can't believe they serve like that. I'm jealous...... not from the scratch.

"It's a waste. Though I'm sure there are many different types of brown elves from big tit elves. Tyrea doesn't want to see you?

"Well, I'd love to see you..."

"Well, let's go - and we need practice. I might get unconscious in production if I don't go through it once. You don't want Lady Remilia to feel sorry for you."

"Ya, sure..."

I have no experience at all. Now you may be scorned on important occasions with Mr. Remilia. But what about ethically for a girl to go...

"But, you know, can we play like that..."

"Tyrea, you don't have to think about anything that heavy. Think lightly. We're going to have a nice chat with a pretty girl."

"Right. If you want to have a good chat."

"Yes, yes. Besides, a lot of girls work in these places because they have financial problems. I'm going to help. I'm helping people."

"I see..."

If you have an elf daughter who is in trouble for money, you can hire her at the store. Yes, go save your distressed elf daughter. Right, well, then, even if you're willing to become an adult relationship, it's free love. Yeah, yeah, I don't know where we're gonna meet.

I decided to take Mucha's invitation.

Once we get back to the store, I'll meet you at night.

And 9pm......

I'm heading to the rendezvous point. Ordinary shopping malls are gone. This is where Evil District's pleasure streets come into play.

"Ah, Tyrea."

"You kept me waiting."

Gently face out of the shadows and peek around.

Yeah, you don't seem to be following me.

It was tough because I wouldn't ask everyone in the Evil Gods Army to give it to you. Phew, I've been sprinkling it for real. I think the speed of sound has been exceeded. Everyone in the Evil God Army should be surprised, right? It was only in the middle of the night that I tried to go out and they found me right away. I had a hard time deluding you.

"Tilea, how much did you bring for the military money?

"For once, I brought 100,000 gold. Is that enough?

"Enough. Enough. You can play enough for one night. So much for the change."

"Oh well. So what about Mucha?

"I always put 300,000 gold in my purse. Plus I brought some gems today for a gift for a girl."

Oh, come on, you're in a good mood. Isn't it too scattered for any old husband?

Totally, it's a mess.

Shall we go then?

Walk through the Evil district while being guided by Mucha. Neon dazzles. Even though the security has improved, the men on the road look back. Some of them even whistled.

But it's been noted, but it wasn't floating that far. Mucha's right, there are plenty of girls here. Doesn't seem to stand out that much with a beauty like me. Nevertheless, there are plenty of women at work accompanied by men with arms. After this, I guess I'll do the tail soothing. The whole city seems to be covered in colour.

It's been a long time since I've been here, but it hasn't changed. An awesome colorful Munmun woman is standing in front of the store and provoking the men to go. It's eye poison. Pink, pink everywhere you look.

Whoa! I found something even more amazing. My sister in sketchy clothes is dancing a glossy dance.

This... Goku

Swallow the thought of saliva.

I'd like to see more, but not in the spirit of today. I walk through all the temptations. And Mucha pointed to one store. It is one of the old miscellaneous shops.

Suspicious. End-of-place cabbage. The smell of the mine store pumps.

"Hey. Aren't you suspicious here?

"That's why it's a hole. It would be tough if I could legally work the elves in a nightclub, right?

Indeed, the captain of the security forces is Mr. Remilia of the elves. I forgot a few generations of the Arkdas royal family, but the queen was also an elf, apparently. So there is also elf blood in the royal family today. As soon as such a royal family finds out about a store that makes such an elf work, it stops operating, and no, it puts the proprietor in the barn.

So it's not weird to sneak eyes and open a business...... yeah, you're through for once.

"It sounds amazing. Rumor has it, Gufu, the elves won't be wearing anything to give you an audience!

"Ugh."

What kind of no-panshab is that? The proprietor guy, don't do it. I desperately put up with my face about to nibble. I'm trembling with excitement.

Shh.

Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath again and calm down.

Dad, Mom, Inoue, it's time for me to grow up.

Maybe, relaxed, I'll open the door.

Welcome ~ "

"Ugh!?"

Unexpectedly.

Five people welcomed me. A charming monster waited with a smile on his face.

Duh, where's the creature!!

First, someone in the middle. It's the lady who gave it up. About 40 's? That's not good yet. Forgive me, but what are the monsters on both sides? First, the left-hand monster. Big enough that my muscles are going to eat up my clothes. How about my waist?

It's an orga!

The left-hand monster is amazing too. Aren't you an orc or a goblin matchmaker? You can turn it into nothing without a disguise. I mean, there's one guy, a complete guy. He's got chest hair, and his face is shaving marks. Blue beard is awesome. I don't know what it's like to be wearing cute clothes and ponytails like that again...... so far it smells like aging!?

I said, "That's a different story!" and send the gaze of protest to Mucha. Mucha returns his gaze, "It's okay, I'm sure you'll get fate on the premiere course," he said.

Hmm. I want to believe Mucha. But it looks unclean in the store, and it's not a good level to use the expression girl, member... no, it's the first level to decide if people are more than whether they're women or not. What monster mansion? Rationally, I'm complaining that you should keep going around and do the right thing...

These people could be camouflaged by an elf daughter in the back. If we push these creatures out completely, we'll deceive the eyes of the official constitution. Light expectations swell. Ugh, get lost.

What does Mucha think? Looking at Mucha,

"Oh, silly, I sat down."

Mucha was guided to his seat as the mature woman told him. If you look closely, Mucha is armed and her mature breasts are hitting Mucha. Mucha doesn't look very good. How sketchy is that? The strike zone is too wide.

Damn, you can't cancel. If you sit down, they'll take your seat. I can't help it. Let's get hungry, too. I'll be at the table in anticipation of an elf.

"Customer, back to work?

Mucha had been exaggerated by the mature woman for her words. Mucha is an established young husband, but he doesn't work. Always playing around.

How are you gonna give it back?

Mucha had a doya face and rolled up the lies flat. He's used to saying that. That's why I'm not used to playing. Mucha, even with all the competent merchant men, says like Ella, "Purchasing is good this month" or "I'm going to branch out next month". I've heard that we can have branches, so the facts are true.

But you... that would be your father's move!

And what are you telling me honestly? I wonder if it's a good idea to crumble my background in a place like this. Thank you. People in this world neglect personal information.

Well, what about people? My table instead. Next to me, I'm accompanied by your oak daughter and your august daughter.

"Girl customers are rare -! I thought you came to the job at first"

"True, true! A rival guy? Ha ha! Kana, that was exciting!

"Ha..."

Your oak daughter and your august daughter had a girly voice, unlike what they looked like. You sound like a girl, too. Every time I walk, I feel like the floor is swollen and the trick is the maiden herself.

These people are girls if you don't even care what they look like. Surrounded by two girls. If you assume that, it looks like heaven here too...

I'm sorry. I can't. There are limits to people's imagination. I got goosebumps all over my body with my sides solidified by a creature. The cold also strikes me. I shook up unexpectedly.

"Is that it? You nervous? I'm trembling."

Your oak daughter will look up at me. I'm scared. It's the eye of a carnivore who preyed on his prey. Don't eat it.

"Never seen a store like this before? Cute ~"

Auga - your daughter throws up a line like a girl and rubs my thighs over and over again. My legs are going to break if they touch me with such a good arm. Please don't.

"Oh, you know, don't touch it too much..."

"What, are you shying away because it's between girls? It's okay. That's what hobbyists are for. I'm fine with both men and women. Ugh."

"Oh, really..."

I can't look straight at your daughter's wink attack (gold tie x 100) without going out of sight. I can't look directly at my face. At least look at the cute costume.

"Oh no!

"What!? What?

"You know I'm not wearing anything. This suke-bye!

Oh yes!!

Somebody, help me! Your daughter flickers her skirt and shows off her dark matter. There's a red flag ringing in my brain. It's a hell of a place for me to start Mr. Remilia and have Tim, Edim, Car Chase, and beautiful girls by my side. I'm dying of lack of acid.

When I'm out of acid and my mouth is pounding, even more of your oak daughter,

"Hey, after this, it's a different fee... do you?

I'm gonna strap my shoulder. I'm gonna untie it and show you the valley of my chest. My SUN values galloping down to the ground and even buried deep in the ground before the wonderful physical beauty (fear) that went all the way from your oak daughter's bust to her hip.

Or give me a break.

It would be better if you looked in the mirror and looked at yourself. I mean, why are these guys so full of confidence? Could it be that you're from a beautiful, ugly, reversed world...

Anyway, I want to get out of this hell. Let's serve our original purpose.

"Oh, I heard you have that special plan..."

"Special?"

"Look, there's the elf..."

"Ah, you did. Special courses cost 30,000 gold, but are you okay?

Come on. Plain expensive.

But when we get here, we won't be able to do it again. This is what happened to me. Whatever it is, I'll show you my elf daughter.

"Yeah. It's good for a different fee, so take turns quickly"

"Wait a minute."

That's what I'm gonna say and pull you in the back, Creatures. Mucha, sitting at the table next to him, also seemed to be slackened by a bluebearded girl who had been replaced by a mature woman. Looks like the change to this special course was a boat to him as well. Mucha has thumbed up with Goodjob towards me.

Then after a while...

Expectations appeared in my chest...

Those were the earlier creatures with the elf earrings on.

Auga - your daughter barks with her ears on. Your oak daughter wears it, ears on and dances. Dancer costume is sexy again. Bluebearded girl wears it, ears on and taps. What an interesting costume to claim chest hair again (stick).

Come on, where's the demon?

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Terrible, too bad.

I admitted somewhere in my heart that I didn't have an elf daughter. It's a store like this. I was just an idiot with 0.1% expectations.

But at least change the membership! Even a fake elf. It's better because you can wear ear decorations on humans and delude them... I can't help but say...

And it's terrible. You can be a little more serious if you trick your customers. The ear of the elf is falling apart. It is the eardrum of kindergarten children's workmanship level. The clutter is undeniable.

Mucha also seems shocked and his open mouth doesn't seem to be blocked. He spills almost drunk alcohol from his mouth.

I was in such shock that a mature woman showed up at us,

"It'll be 50,000 gold."

That's right. It just happened.

Butin and something in me made a broken sound.

I stand up, looking down.

"Tyrea, what's wrong with getting up all of a sudden -"

"How dare you fool me! You fooled me. Ahhh!

It's a typical blur already. What's 50,000 gold! Don't be ridiculous! As much as I'd like to get this one for my spiritual compensation.

"I'm leaving!

"What!? Tilea?

"Mucha. I'm going home. Unless you want to get your ass haired."

I don't hide my anger and head straight to the exit.

"It's a penalty to leave on the way."

A mature woman calls from behind, but ignores. I take Mucha and walk away.

"Right. Welcome home, my guest."

When the mature woman said so, people showed up at the reception. I just wanted to go home, but I just can't eat and drink without money. For once, it was crude, but the booze and knob were out. They ate a bad dish after freezing thoughts, but I can't help it. I open my wallet's mouth in disgruntlement.

"How much is it?

"It will be 437,000 gold."

"Yes?"

"Per person, it will be 437,000 gold"

"No, he said he heard you. I had a little distilled liquor and had a knob. It's about two different digits instead of one, isn't it?

Too rampant. This isn't much of anything. Mucha is complaining too.

"Customer, the liquor and dishes served at our house are the finest. Plus it includes a service charge for women. It's a fair price."

"Hey, what are you talking about! You don't lick me! Instead of drinking, cooking, and third-degree food, the dog won't eat it. Besides, no! It's women's service that's worse than that kind of food. Oh, what is that? Terrible, too bad!

"... Sir, are you wearing a toy?

"Hey, what the hell! Think of it like this. Pay 430,000 gold? Don't be ridiculous, 'cause I'll never pay you."

"You're in trouble"

As the receptionist sighed, chimpy men appeared from the tent where they were. That number is more than a dozen. I was quickly surrounded.

This sucks. I'm trying to get away.

"Don't you dare! You think I'm gonna let you get away with this?

An earlier mature woman came with a knife around her neck.

Bubba, bubba, bubba, bubba!

What are we going to do? My idiot, asshole, dumb ass! I got into the worst pattern of my life.