Vermillion

After going through the boulevard crowd, Kay and the others crossed Suzuka.

This disappointing brunette female horse, unlike this sasquatch, does not suffer from the weighting of two passengers either. Dakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka

At the top of Mount Rock - the road leading to the Lord's castle was idle. Naturally because it is a place that is not borderline to the general public if it is not called out. Without having to worry about the passers-by in shame, we quickly reach the castle gate.

"Stop, who are you!

but it was the spears of the gatekeepers who welcomed the Kays there. They're wary of the Gentiles who came in single-handedly. They were still half-hearted when they told the lord that they had been summoned, but Kay's name seemed to have been heard, and his attitude softened as soon as he gave out Wolvern's ID.

"I'm sorry about this."

"I'm listening to the story, come here"

Encouraged by soldiers, the two are invited inside the castle gate.

"Thanx, My ID………………"

With a small grunt, Kay reprocesses her ID on her chest. Although Wolvern is unclear how the situation will fall in the future, his ID still works tremendously.

This isn't a bad idea, Kay thought.

Far away from Wolvern, it is difficult to be interfered with, and in other cities, it is not treated underneath because it is a people of the capital. I feel like I'm doing a good job. I would like to continue to use it successfully if I wish.

Soldiers take me and walk a sleek cobblestone slope with Eileen.

Euria Castle is small in size. Looking up from the bottom it looked pretty narrow. The foundations built on the heavenly edge of Rock Mountain, where the stone pavilion and lookout towers line up, are reminiscent of Wolvern, the 'fortress village' in the game of [DEMONDAL].

but once through the castle gate, such an impression was beautifully repainted.

Each of the cobblestones and buildings in the castle are handed out with white lineage stone, a clean standing that does not seem like an active military establishment. It was as if he had even set foot in a tourist attraction. Trees are carefully planted in the courtyard, and even small sprinkled benches are placed in the shade.

Euria Castle has no reclining walls. The only thing near the castle gate is protected by thick walls, but then there are walls as high as the waist - no, there were just walls, which had nothing to do with the sense of obstruction. Besides seeing the snowy mountains across the horizon, there's nothing to block your sight of.

Thanks to the courtyard, I was able to see the view under my eyes.

Vibrant Eurian streets, pale brilliant Lake Schnapeia, sailors and travellers, merchants and pilgrims who can see as much as bean grains - and a green meadow soaring in the wind to envelop them all.

A cool breeze blowing up from the bottom of the cliff scatters the heat of the summer sun. With so much freshness and comfort, I'm going to inadvertently stop and enjoy the landscape.

However, you need to be careful at your feet. Take a step outside the fence and it's already a cliff. The fence that surrounds the castle is probably more of a security fence for soldiers than for defense.

This cliff is the natural 'walls', exactly the fortress of the impenetrable. If it is to be a lord's castle, it should also have a good anti-magic defense. The siege weapon is also difficult to reach, so if it's not air force, it doesn't seem like it's going to fall for a bit or softly.

In the game it was also possible to keep and tame flying monsters and operate them as horsemen, but it is a mystery whether there is such a fate in the 'here' world. Hot air balloons and airships using gunpowder (which, unlike Earth's, continues to burn at high temperatures for a long time under the influence of the Spirit of Fire) may exist.

"That's a lot of height."

Hiya, Irene whistled as she climbed out of the wall and peered down.

"Oh, come on, be careful. I'm not kidding about the Lordship's guests falling. It's on me."

A soldier of the age of the guide, who blamed it, quickly hoisted a brow mixed with gray hair.

"If you want to do that (...), at least go home, and then I'll follow another guy around."

"Ha ha. Is there a guy who fell?

"There he is. Once upon a time, I slipped my leg after trying my nerves."

Laughing and sighing with his nose to Kay's question, old soldier.

"What happened?

"It's about when I just became a soldier. That's the first body I've ever seen."

I didn't feel like eating sausage for a while, the old soldier says. They said they were scattered with things. Blood stains are still creeping on the rocky skin on the north side of the castle.

While we talked about that, we reached the other side of the castle gate, the Lords' Hall. From here you can see the small island in the heart of the lake and the temple of the Great Spirit of Water. The hall is flanked by a strange domed building, with a chapel dedicated to the Spirit of the Water, according to the old soldier.

After entering the hall, both Kay and Eileen were deposited with a protective dagger. It is a natural procedure, so I solemnly obey it. The same goes for the "dragon scale through" that Kay is carrying without letting go of his skin. I don't think I could have a murder weapon without strings and arrows, but I can't take him in front of my lord with my weapon. Though a temporary measure, Kay also gave up saying that she was anxious to let go of her only partner, but that there was nothing she could do about all this.

Entrance hall. Lacquered and hardened white walls, plenty of marble. The floor is covered with a red carpet, which is exactly like a nobleman's house. The windows are fitted with clear glass and crystal chandeliers gleam over the head. The blood of the lords or the walls of the dance floor of the stairs were decorated with portraits of the decorated dignitaries, and the Kays were interesting to observe the outfits and ornaments in the paintings.

Often kept waiting.

Holland peeks into his face when he wonders if he has a dota and footsteps from upstairs.

"Hey, hey, Irene to Kay. I'm glad you came."

Holland admits they both look and look blatantly horrible. According to the story of the small-time boy, he should have responded to the lord by now. Sure, that's a lot of hard work - but it's not something I've enjoyed as a button-touched side.

"I've come, but, uh, do you see the lord? We are."

Kay complains of her dissatisfaction with her expression so that she can only see Holland, voicing her fearful and awkward voice. I am concerned not to be distracted by dissatisfaction because I have seen other people around me, such as servants and officials, and those who thought they were the chivalry class and swords.

"No, no, I'm so sorry for the sudden"

Holland, with a slightly bitter face, comes down the stairs with a toy. My heartbeat swings according to my gait.

"Wari, but no manners (protocols) at all. I don't know nobles."

Eileen as she jerks off the tip of the ponytail. It's a habit when I don't really feel like it.

"It's okay, because I'm not the one who cares about the details..."

I don't care, I really... I gave up somewhere, Holland said. He's also one of the victims.

"… Well, I think it would be an honor. So, what am I supposed to tell you?

Phew, and sigh, Irene switches to a constructive topic.

"It's mainly about [deep]. As far as I've heard, the lord is' fieldism '... because Chequer Chequer and the huge woods are not what I actually saw."

"Well, why don't we just tell them what we've been seeing?

"Exactly. Especially those who prefer martial arts."

If that's the case, Joaquin would be better suited than us.

He was accustomed to nobility, and most importantly he was on the scene, and when Kay pinched his mouth, Holland nodded most likely, posing as his best friend.

"Of course I thought I was looking. I just don't see you sleeping in the afternoon (Siesta) in preparation for the evening... it looks like you haven't stayed at the Tsukijuku Inn only this time, even though Euria is a city with a lot of travelers..."

Oh... and Eileen to Kay, who speaks convincingly. It is time for the bard to earn money from the bustling evening to the night of the tavern. It's not weird to be taking a break by now.

"Holland, are the guests ready? Your Excellency is waiting for you."

and a chestnut-haired man with habitual hair glimpses his face from upstairs. She is in her late twenties or has a high-tempered face and light green eyes. It can be seen as upper-class at a glance from the slightest peek to the shoulder. He may be a knight because he seems to be working out quite a bit.

"I'm in awe, I'll be right there."

Holland, with the face of a well-loved merchant, smiles and praises. Somehow Kay was followed and interpreted, but neighbor Irene just unwrapped her arm.

On second thought, isn't it rude to be halfway through just meeting your opponent? etc and anxious kay. But the chestnut-haired knight (like a man) just glanced at this one and raised his voice, "Hmm," pulling his face straight in. I don't see how you've offended me.

He was taken by a squire who appeared in place of the Chestnut Hair Knight and went upstairs. Looks like Holland will follow me once and for all, I truly hope he gets between them. Although the Kays have met 'great people' - specifically Wolvern's silver-haired mushrooms, etc. - several times before, this is the first time they have officially seen them in these ways.

As she stepped up the stairs, Kay realized she was getting nervous without being in the pattern. Unlike on the battlefield, adrenaline makes you feel like you can't delude yourself and your heartburn will continue.

While walking, Holland makes it easy to supplement. The lord's name is' Data-Merchole-Euria-Richmond '. I can't remember it for a long time, but there won't be a chance for the Kays to call its name directly. I am not a person who cares about fine etiquette, so there is no problem if you treat me respectfully within common sense. Kneel for now when you enter the room. All you have to do is answer as they instruct you.

Up the stairs, through the sunny hall, and through to the large slab (flooring) room. A luxurious carpet painted with blooming flowers and hesitant to tread was laid on top of which a large dining table unraveled. Apparently this is the dining room of the Lords' clan. It is subtle, and the decorations on the legs of the table and the faces of people are terribly refined. Kay thought about the fur of the big bear he had tailored or this table, which would be expensive, etc.

Then we go through some rooms and finally get to the lord's quarters. I just circled the building to tell the room. There are few corridors in the noble halls of this hand, often taking the structure where the large rooms are joined. And every room is packed with servants and officials, so in case the suspicious person can't get to the back.

And before I saw the lord, there was a bodycheck of no push. Kay scrutinizes her squire, but Eileen has a few maids to check to see if she's bringing in the murder weapon. At last, it was passed between the eyes.

A room with a view of the lake and the city of Euria, which should also be called a special seat.

A small, fat middle-aged man sits on the sofa at the window. The figure appeared badly unbalanced because of the so-called pear-shaped obesity, the small face compared to the body shape. He is an impressive person with a short, dark black beard with big eyes. Next door is the earlier Chestnut Hair Knight refraining from serving as an escort. Holland knelt so fast that Kay and Eileen were also awed by imitation.

I guess this man is Eurian lord 'Datas'. As a first impression, Kay thought it wasn't the type to feel very comfortable with.

"Are you finally here? You're the best hunter in the Principality, Kay."

Interestingly data as you stroke your jawbeard. Kay, who had dropped his gaze at its feet for now and kept his eyes out of sight, did not know how to answer, but gently bowed his head and reserved himself for affirmation.

"And that's the Witch of Justice... ho..."

One turn, Datus glances at Eileen, stroking her more shapely and jawbeard.

"Okay, make it easier for all three of you."

When Data waved to Eagle Deep Fried, Holland stood up softly. Kay and Irene also continue after a beating delay. The data that captured Eileen's face directly from the front said, "Oh...!," he exclaimed.

"Eileen, something like that. I've heard one thing about you in Satina. Rumor has it, it's beautiful."

"……… I'm afraid."

Iron skin without dust, Eileen. I thought I heard your heart say, "I'm not happy that you praised me."

"It was from the people of the snowfield. If you spin it from the lips of a beauty, it sounds extraordinarily beautiful. Don't you think so, Fernando?

"Ha… I thought you were right."

Suddenly a chestnut-haired knight (Fernando) turns to the water for confusion. I don't like abdominal arts, and the real "I don't care" seems clear to me. But there was no wind to worry about it, and um, the data nodded satisfactorily, turning to Eileen,

"What do you say, it's Irene. Would you like to be my mistress? Don't make it worse."

I threw a bomb.

"Yes?"

"Huh?

"Is………?

Each is Holland, who is taken aback, Eileen, who accidentally has a vegan voice, and Kay, who doubts his ears if he heard it wrong. Approximately the stunned three, Datas climbs himself out of the couch and continues the conversation.

"Due to my identity, I can't make you a wife, but if I were you, I'd let you spend so much time. This museum is so much more comfortable than traveling. If you want, jewelry, magic books, let them take whatever they want."

Data without even hiding the light of desire, with a glitzy eye. That mouth won't stop.

"You are beautiful. With such a vagrant body, it seems too unbearable to be wrapped around a vampire. You have the right to dress more beautifully and spend more time in abundance.... don't worry, you can't imitate what you throw away even if you have it. We can't make him a candidate for succession to the boulder, but if he's a man, he can be taken up to the degree of a knight, and if he's a woman, let's take care of the marriage. What do you say we talk bad?

Irene, whose mouth was pounding open and utterly silent, succeeded in bringing a spicy, convoluted, loving laugh to mind due to her unmatched mental strength.

"I already have a husband, so those stories………"

"Oh, my God, you're married"

Data surprises me with exaggeration. Kay, who came here and guessed he wasn't kidding, has a dangerous face.

"Then how about just one night? You're gonna play the reward, right?

Still data eating down without giving up. This is the perfect smile for a phonetic sound. Kay's face got even worse.

"No, it's bad for my husband, so it's a boulder……………"

Eileen leaves at once as she asks Kay.

"Huh, hey, let's keep it a secret from my husband." I was invited to a dinner party. "Of course, let's not lie about it."

Data that makes your hands excited by floating your hips off the couch, but this statement goes with, "Hmm?," he tilted his neck.

"No, even if it's a secret..."

What are you talking about? Irene alternates between Kay and Holland just to say this guy. Holland looks like he can't hide his confusion either, and Kay and I meet each other in the face.

"……… What's wrong?

Kay answered with a sense of disrespect because she was surprised to see how uncomfortable the boulder data was with the three of them.

"It's my wife."

Now the data is out of line.

"... Hey, Holland, I'm not listening!

"What, didn't I tell you?!

Holland is bitten by the data and stunned.

"There's no way! Who would imitate like this if they knew! All I've heard from you is that 'the caravan has' The Big Bear Killer 'and' The Witch of Justice ',' Those Two Stepped Into [Deep (Abyss)] ', these are the only two points! I don't hear a word about two famous heroes being married more than ever!!

"… Your Excellency is right, Holland. I don't remember hearing that either."

Fernando, next to him, also tells him with a frightened face, the data that flies and yells at the corner bubbles. Holland thought, closing his eyes often, and eventually held his head.

"… if you ask me, I certainly didn't tell you. I am so sorry! It was too natural for both of us, but the late..."

Holland kimmers the dust seat at instant speed. But the anger of the data doesn't subside.

"What's a 'secret to my husband', for fuck's sake!! Don't you say this thing in front of my husband, he's just a big idiot!! What will you do!!

He's so ashamed of hitting him badly, Datas treads the estate as he sits in a red tide in his face. And when I thought I had rinsed and gnashed my teeth, I waved to get rid of Sissy Holland.

"Yeah, that's good enough! Back off, don't show your face again!!

"Oh, if so, I am also planning to move to the headquarters of Satina, so I was wondering if this visit would be the last one……………"

"What!? You're quitting your business?!

To the modest Holland declaration, for a moment, the data, which opened his eyes like a void, turned his face bright red again,

"Fool!! Why didn't you say such an important thing sooner, and prepare one of the goodbye items!!

I'm not sure. Datas in a beautiful way takes the ring from the table by the couch and rings it with chillin 'chillin'. Datas that give some ear to a servant who just flew out of the next room. The servant, who nodded and thanked him, left the room just like a disease.

"Absolutely, Holland, the one named you. How dare you be the head of a caravan with such a mindless personality!

"Ha ha, this is tough…………………"

Holland laughed bitterly as he lay flat in the data of his arms and humming his nose.

"We've known each other for a long time... oh, that's enough, make it easier"

And one, he starts to get smudged. Kay and Eileen glanced at each other and clasped their shoulders in the air of a two-and-three turn.

"Yes... and you said Kay."

As bad as it sounds, the data turns back to Kay.

"Um... you had a good wife. I envy you."

"That is…… Thank you very much."

How am I supposed to answer that, Colle, but Kay nodded.

"Assuming, hypothetically... what if I told you to lend my wife a night?

but I'm not done talking about it yet. Data, sitting back loosely on the couch, asks with a humble grin. Behind the diagonal of the data, Kay did not miss Fernando clapping his shoulders small. You haven't given up yet. When I glanced at Holland in half, I decided that this was not a serious matter because he was similarly offering an obvious glance.

"Of course, I'll take you home"

Blurring, Kay replied.

"Ho. Can I order you to shut the castle gate?

It blocks the way home. But Kay didn't move.

"It doesn't matter. Fortunately, this castle is an essential place to jump. I'm flying home with my wife."

A feeling of something being pulled out of the back of your chest, from the source of your power.

Fluffy, an unnatural wind blew in through the window clearance. Behind Kay, who laughs invincibly, Datas visions a maiden in a feather coat -

"…… What a magician."

The servant lord was also surprised by this and opened his eyes. Fernando beside him put his hand on the sword pattern reflexively, but decided it was less dangerous, or slowly returned to the upright position.

"Hey, Holland, I'm not listening."

"I'm surprised, too."

Data hoisting his eyebrows, Holland also looks really surprised.

Well, Kay tilted his neck, but if you think about it, this is the first time Kay has shown her witchcraft in front of Holland. I might have guessed about the knowledge of witchcraft, including spiritual language (Esperanto), but I guess I didn't even know that I was under contract with the Spirit of the Wind (Sieve).

"My people are oblivious to witchcraft, so I can't say anything...... are you the Spirit of the Wind? It is hard for Russia to believe that you can sign with the Great Spirit of the Elements at that young age, and yet exercise so much skill that you can even jump off a cliff..."

Kay was heartbeat by the data she narrowed her eyes and roared as she stroked her jawbeard. As a matter of fact, we are in a vanity. Even though the stringless bungee jump from the cliff dedicates all of its handheld gems and exorcism talismans (talismans) to the Catalyst, it can be established with the magic of Kay today or suspicious martial arts. It's pretty harsh when you ask me to try it.

"… but fu haha, hard to believe but is that the 'hero'? That's exactly what an 'exception' like you would call it..."

but convinced on his own, the data poses for you and deposits himself on the couch as if tired.

"... Normally, I wouldn't leave a promising magician like you alone. What do you say, why don't you work under me?

"Too bad, but don't"

"I guess so."

No, no, no. I refuse the original solicitation. Kay. Data sighed without a disappointing wind. As far as he is concerned, is it more troublesome if Kay agrees with joy and courage?

"My lord, wouldn't it have been convenient if I had solicited the righteous witch as a magician as well?

and Fernando pinches his mouth from side to side.

"... Shit, did you have that hand! If you hire them and then treat them...!

Data that begins to regret as now. Kay, who no longer even had the strength to be angry, had nothing more to laugh at than Irene face to face.

†††

Afterwards, to the extent that we were sorry, we talked about what happened in [deep] before Kay and the others were released.

Holland was given a small barrel of fine wine to commemorate, and Kay and the others were each given a gold stamp as an information fee (which was not a large sum). Wishing the heroes further work, etc., is sent out along with thankful and throwing words.

"That's the one, not the bad one."

As I went down the ramp, Holland told me to whine.

"It is flawed in the balls that there is something about the colours and flaws… how familiar and easier to get along with than a nobleman with a high temperament"

"…… well, I don't know."

Eileen, with her hands behind her head, takes the lead in the sighing.

"The city of Euria is flourishing. At least as a lord, I thought I was competent."

"For better or worse, the city is called a lord's mirror……"

"The result is trading and colorful streets, right? I'm pretty sure the money is a skank."

Kay hunches her nose as she pulls Suzuka's reins. Unexpectedly the two of them laughed bitterly at the poisonous mouth sometime.

"... but I didn't even know Kay was a magician..."

"Didn't I tell you?

"I didn't ask. Totally and truly the world of gaga, what a mess to be a magician who ends up with a big bear (Grandurus) with a bow and arrow blow!

Along the way, Holland's words were like screams.

"That being said, even Irene is a strong magician in the White Soldier War. No wonder there are magicians who are good at bows and arrows."

"No, you, that's not the problem..."

"Besides, my magic skills are no big deal compared to Eileen's."

As a matter of fact, I cut a big deal, and Kay gives me a shoulder praise.

"… So what did you say about jumping earlier………?

"It's like being strong."

When Kay revealed that way, Holland looked up to the "Oraler" and the folk style of the plateau (à la Francais).

"I'm glad the lord didn't get weird......"

"Well, for once, I had a trump card. If you were serious, I would have threatened you."

"Uh, what were you going to do, Kay?

Irene, who was stroking Suzuka's tenderness, asks with interest.

"Easy. I was going to say, 'I'm going to have a gust of wind and throw all the garbage from the roadside of the city of Euria into the lake'"

Smile niggly, Kay. It was the most realistic of Kay's magic and hand-held catalysts.

And Euria, long ago, bought the wrath of the Great Spirit of the water because of his overfouling of Lake Schnapeia, with a past that sank much of the city -

As it was played, Holland looked under his eyes.

The dense, messy Euryan streets of lodging and colored streets.

"… I'm really glad the lord didn't get weird……"

Unexpectedly, Holland wipes the cold sweat off his forehead. At the same time, I'm glad Kay didn't talk about it on that occasion, too. Data is a tolerant lord to the astonishing as a nobleman, but not to those who do harm to the city. And if Kay knew it was possible, he would have done everything he could.

"Just in case your wife has a hand. Even I know how dangerous what I'm saying is."

Kay adds, as Holland is so freaked out. Even if it's limited, it has the power to destroy the city. I was sorry to be assassinated.

In case you do, there's a hand in calling Oz using the Ring that can only be helped once.

And as I walked around talking about it, a new shadow under the ramp.

Seeing, Cornwell Chamber of Commerce's small-time use and Joaquin, the bard in question, were about to come up the ramp, eh, eh, eh.

Hey, guys, come on in.

I noticed this one. Joaquin waves at me.

"Can I call Joaquin, too?

Quick, and Irene with her thumbs up the castle behind her. Joaquin snorted bitterly.

"Yeah, I seem to have slept a long time... you're all home now, aren't you? How was it? The sight of the Lord of Euria."

"Hmmm......"

Before Nico and Joaquin laugh loudly, they face each other.

"... Well, somehow, Joaquin's a good guy. If you were a beautiful woman, you wouldn't know what happened."

When Kay comments with a sinister face, Joaquin breaks face after a moment.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess so. Master Datas is famous for her femininity... Oh, is that so?"

I look at Eileen and Kay alternately, and Joaquin, who guesses something, lowers his eyes funny and funny.

"Next time, please tell me what happened. Unfortunately, we are in a hurry now………………"

"Yeah, I'll tell you as early as tomorrow."

Irene flickers her hands. Joaquin smiled and thanked him before hurrying up the ramp.

He then broke up with Holland, and Kay and his family returned to the GoldenGoose pavilion. Even though I said I was back sooner than I thought, the day was already tilting. Is Joaquin performing one song by now? When they heard about their martial arts, it was hilarious to think about what that lord would look like.

"Oh, I'm tired..."

Irene dives into bed as she enters the room. He threw a handmade gold bag onto the side table, and Kay fell next to Eileen.

"Absolutely... but I'm glad you're home safe"

Caressing Eileen's cheeks softly with her finger back, Kay.

"Really. No, I was already scared when I said something like," If the kid is okay with it... "Oh, I don't even want to remember anymore!

Irene stuffy with her head in her arms. Kay also sympathized from the bottom of her heart that she must have been tight.

"I'm tired, too. So much so that I thought I'd punch him once."

"Ha ha. Kay, you looked awesome."

"… do you?

Irene lifts the edge of her mouth for fun with her hands on her cheeks.

"Even so. Holland's husband was a jerk next door."

"Wow. That guy did something wrong."

Eileen chuckled at Kay, who said seriously rotten without a bad wind.

"But it was a masterpiece that Holland's husband didn't know Sheave."

"Think about it, I never consciously showed it. It's only natural that you don't know…………."

It means that Holland and I are going to get along quite a bit, but we still don't know a lot about each other. For example, Edda, Holland's daughter, is obviously an adopted daughter because of the color of her skin, but I have never heard of the circumstances around it in detail either.

"When I settle down about Satina, my husband and I need to get closer together."

"I have a demonic prop thing. If you don't, you will."

"Right........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Pompous, Eileen shrugged worryingly.

Lily. Girl kidnapped by a drug trafficking organization in Satina and helped out by Eileen. I'm strongly impressed that I seemed lonely until we broke up. Some winds were deeply wounded in the heart, betrayed by those who believed. I wonder what he's doing by now - "I'm sure he's fine," which Kay couldn't possibly irresponsibly say to his mouth.

…………

Silently, Eileen reached out and overwhelmingly held Kay's right arm.

Just narrow your eyes a little, and Eileen will look at this one.

Kay likes those eyes. Eyes like exploring this one. I wonder what Irene is thinking right now, and Kay doesn't want to know about it.

We stared at each other a lot. But in the end, I don't know anything.

I didn't know, so Kay mouthed Irene's forehead.

Irene, flailing her mouth, crawls over the bed, gazing a little higher than Kay, kissing her forehead so that she can stick together.

Even Kay goes up, Eileen loses and goes further up - at the end of the day, the two of us hit their heads on the pillows of the bed, laughing at them even though they don't.

Eileen leaned on Kay, Kay turned Eileen upside down in retribution, often on a bed that was never wide enough, twisted together like a puppy.

Unexpectedly, two hands get tangled. My fingers get tangled. Squeeze.

I felt a little sweaty. I also feel a heartbeat. and the force that changes to make sure your opponent is sure. All of that is loving.

I stopped moving and my gaze hit the two of them. Also like exploring each other.

"…… Do you know what you're thinking right now?

Irene, who threw her body out, is somewhere provocative.

Kay doesn't answer. Instead, I mouthed it thoroughly.

I feel a fever, my nose tickles.

When she makes an airy noise and her lips leave, she laughs naughty.

"……… correct"

Now, okay.

That makes me happy and laugh.

Once again, they became one.