Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

The busy lunch is over and we're going to have some time to clean up later.

Dishwashing is also the most cumbersome category of household chores, but this brown-skinned woman had a large number of dishes in her light-hearted form.

"Uh, chestnut rice was delicious. It's moist, it's getting sweeter and sweeter, and big chestnuts are a luxury. I want to eat again."

The stirring move was apparently because he was satisfied with his lunch.

Out of the mansion there is a sunny lawn, beyond which there is a lake. The breeze sobriety is probably boosting her mood, too.

Different long ears than people, and healthy burnt skin, describe her as a dark elf. The supple muscles tighten the body, but the feminine attraction part is well fleshed. Even when wearing made-up clothes based on white and black, the lines of a healthy body were firmly smudged.

Dishes and cookware are carried and cleaned by the women who live in this mansion.

It is not surprising that each, while a tame gesture, is actually called a thousand soldiers (tsuwaji) by the Seven Wonders of the Alirai kingdom.

In addition, because each hair and eye is of different colors, even now that the curse has been lifted from Zarish, the "jewellery box" and the surrounding area are deceived. They don't care either because they can't find any other exact words.

And those topaz twitchy blue eyes are directed toward the window of the building.

There is a woman there who is writing to you, and you notice the same or are returned with her eyes of night and darkness.

"It's another invitation from the rich guys," he gave a shrugged expression of shoulder gesture, puffy dark elf Eve blowing out.

They are laughing but have a high attraction as a "jewelry box".

At the time, Zarish, considered the most powerful man in the Alirai country, lost his credibility months ago. The information is hidden, but if you are in power, you will also know the truth. And he flinches a lot of money wanting to be handy before it gets into other hands.

If you take them to a party, they'll show you the power that's overflowing. Surrounded by them like superb flowers, everyone will surely pay attention.

But Pseli is as elegant a fingertip as a white fish, breaking the letter in horror and cruelty.

It may also be why we have an incredible home lesson that does not have a Lord. She has spoken from day to day that she will never get under someone.

It is, of course, the role of Puselli, the master of the Order, who now leaves the chores to everyone and writes in the bookroom.

I hate such a masculine gaze, but given your future relationship, you will need a polite response.

By the way, the letters are delivered to the Black Rose Mansion, so I receive them from time to time with Uridora.

He speaks out that he hasn't tried, and Dark Elf walks out again. On the way, it's a nice washing area on the back.

Keep several plates on your hands and over your head and open the fence. Then they had a client, and they turned a little face.

"Oops, Iska. Everybody still what?

Even as he approaches with a flickering wave, his opponent's white and black inverted eyes are shaking anxiously. She is part of a demonic clan called the Half Devil, etc. as she grows horns left and right.

But the thin eyebrows also shaped anxiously, giving instructions at his fingertips to "put the dish down quickly".

Eve leans her little neck strangely, but the dish over her head shakes about, so the Devil's daughter turns into a screaming face. Watch your mouth open wide, wondering, and then Eve puts a plate over her head and arms.

Iska exhaled a sigh of relief as the gold tie was finally broken.

"Huh...... It's bad for the heart whenever you look at it. How about a little less carrying?

"Oh, yeah? That's all right. I'm not dropping anything."

Sure, I've never dropped it and cracked it, but for those around me, it's just a little less good for the heart. He held down his still thrilling chest and finally resumed the task of pushing the pump as well as the daughter of the half demon.

The woman with long blue hair was in the process of pouring in clear water. The stone wash area is about the height of your hips, and you can work while standing or sitting down.

It's a bullshit mansion built in the labyrinth, but Eve and others think it's strange because they think it's user-friendly in places like this.

Dark Elves sat nearby watching clear water build up after bruising.

Often moving her body, she is a made-up outfit with short breads and rounded shoulders, so she has no problems seeing underwear. Though he thinks of himself as a "hedgehog even if he is seen".

"It's convenient, here. I can't believe I don't even need water. Our mansion has a history. It was old."

"I can tell you. I didn't know the lake was this close, but I would bother to get a pump."

I get a slightly colder look back, but the Iskali woman looks more or less like this. But I tend to enjoy the humor, and even in a sluggish conversation it interrupts me. Even in a pale tone, he seems inclined to prefer conversation.

More and more flowing clear water is being carried from the lake right there. It's usually something to carry on foot at this distance, but this one is much easier, so it's thankful for them.

I'm also glad to see the perimeter covered with a well-ventilated fence. Relax and enjoy talking to your friends in the shaded backyard.

So this was becoming more of a place to relax than a workplace. Sometimes I bring in sweets if I feel like it, and I don't have anything to say about it.

Hanging out his legs, Eve, the handheld scabbard, takes the biscuits out of the pocket on his costume. When I split it into two pieces and turned to the Iska I was working on, I ate it with my pan.

It is precious, such as being able to feed the demons, which is why Eve's cheeks loose. When I tried it the same way, I waited for a good toothfeel and elegant sweetness.

"Mmm, delicious. It's usually a delicious, but less mouth-watering kind of treat."

"You know what? I just got it from a guy. I've been getting a lot of gifts lately from other squad members. Are you out of your mind?

"I didn't get it, but it wouldn't be my fault."

What do you mean? And to a dark elf leaning down his neck, one sigh. Iska pukes.

This dark elf is so insensitive about himself. Besides, I want to run around like a dog, and I'm doomed to matters that seem fun.

But it seems that the unexpected that he seems to be playing and is actually serious is good for the guys. Although it is one step behind in battle because it is dominated by reconnaissance and chaos, it still has excellent physical aspects, such as having countless plates carried to the top.

I mean, she's full of gaps. He is the type of person who wants to reach out and that is why men offer gifts as favors.

Iska sighed once more at Dark Elf, who didn't even know that.

"Hi. I haven't had a relationship with a man lately. Will you teach me that move?"

"What, that was such a conversation now!?

"That would have been the kind of conversation. In your case, it's just a one-way conversation."

It is Iska who is made a one-way street, and a man whose name is unknown. In this case, it is assumed that there is no pulse, so there is nothing else to say about the sorrow.

Since enough water has been stretched out, hold things like deflection from each other and remove the large dirt from the dishes.

By the way, dishwashing in the sand country is the worst of "wiping with cloth" after most of it has been "sanded".

On the other hand, mix the water and ash and wash. This mansion is never as loud as it sounds, but it is strictly sanitary for food related things.

By this time the other members had been bringing in dishes continuously, and the washroom was overflowing with large quantities of dishes.

During that task, Iska lifts her demonic eyes, as she realizes something.

"Yes, the atmosphere would have softened since we broke out of Zarish's reign. Not only you, but everyone. I'm not much different though. Maybe that's why."

"Oh, you're not at all. I felt like I was being pushed away before, and he said it had changed a lot. I like Iska so much."

It was a continuation of an earlier conversation, but when you can turn a grin full of dust and gaps, Iska feels like it's not even a bad idea.

And also Eve felt good when she saw the precious grin of the devil clan.

The dishwashing should be boring, but the two of us think it's a strange time not to think so.

After washing the dishes, place them horizontally on the other table.

The quantity is high because they also carry it to a campsite nearby, and surprisingly they have no choice because they eat it again.

It's all that work, so naturally their conversation won't stop.

"So, is Iska really okay with hostility to Gedber country?

"It's Gedover, Gedover. Pronunciation should be solid. Say it."

The same words are repeated in the washroom for a while. When I finally learned the correct pronunciation, I was directed an OK sign from Iska.

"Yay! Otherwise, we're going to be at war, aren't we? I don't want to fight people from the same Gedbar country."

"... oh, I just don't like it. So I asked Pseli," You don't have to do anything other than attack the labyrinth. "

I thought I'd stick my pronunciation back in again, but Iska stopped. Probably realized it was an infinite flow.

But Iska thinks this is the place. I'm a little weak, only my body is a solid adult, and I have a heart-warming side of fellowship. And so on, and a little spice is working.

"I repeat, will you teach me that move"

"What moves!? No, we're talking about what Gedber would do if he attacked us, right?

Yes, and Iska nods. How about, I didn't know you were going to think of something completely different, with that look you said, etc.

Indeed, this ruin is an important place for the Demons. Being enslaved at a young age and leaving the country, I see it only as a mere religious view. In fact, there is no further information available outside the country.

But I don't think there's any back there. You can't attack Alirai or the three countries without a corresponding return. Something to get even at the expense of......

Speaking of which, it is also the (...) country (...) that was inhibiting this labyrinth attack. The only reason why I was inhibiting you is that brave candidate.

Nevertheless, I was enslaved as a child and I feel like I am out of the country. It was the truth that hostility didn't bother me very much.

"I don't really care about competing with my hometown. It's better to play with everyone over here than that."

On that word, I finally got a relief look on Dark Elf's face.

I'm sure I wouldn't have fought directly, but he seemed worried it wouldn't be psychologically painful.

War means one country or another always loses money. If there is a difference, is it a small loss or a loss big enough to rock the country?

Eve hadn't thought that far, but I know it's a tough situation. And with wet hands in the water, only a woman has a grasp on Iska's arm.

"That's important, so don't put up with even a little cot. If anything happens, you tell me, okay?

The tone is a loss of shoulder strength. But the grip is strong. Slightly Iska loses her words and then opens her lips with a blush of red on them.

"I'm a demon, and I'm a slave?

"It doesn't matter. I care about you. Whatever happens, it will definitely help. Okay?"

He looks up to his blue eyes and breathes a little. Powerful for just words, slightly, slightly, my chest sounds tokenized.

How can just words sound so far? I was worried for a while, and soon I found the answer.

The word of truth is strong.

The cutting-edge is sharp enough to pierce your body deeply.

"... I see, I get it"

"Really? Then absolutely, if anything happens to me..."

"Is it good for a female counterpart once in a while? The same crew can be morally offensive."

Yes, I was given it back with a serious face, and Eve often said, "Huh?" The expression solidified me. I'm in a mood like the words I threw earlier came back from the wrong direction.

But when they grabbed back the arm they were supposed to have grabbed, they had a bad feeling.

"Well, that kind of joke, why don't you stop?

Fingertips wet in the water stretch out to the upper arm. Eve's hips swept unexpectedly at the stroking trick.

"What, you don't have to stop if you're serious"

He leans over his upper body and puffs his mouth on his face much closer than usual. You must be wrong, and you must be just teasing me. I agree, but I can't argue with being peeked at with a neat neutral face and touching my lips from my fingertips.

"You know what, Eve? Women don't cheat on each other. I am only a friend and my best partner.... what, don't you see? Then I'll have to tell you. It'll only take five minutes."

'Cause we're on time. Ah! Before I scream, the fence that was in the rear opens "Kii" and my shoulders jump.

I've been seen. Help. Looking back at the conflicting thought, there stands a caged girl. Miriasha, said to have the blood of the divine tribe, made her big eyes even bigger.

"Oh, wow! Oh, both of you...!

"Walk away or close that door, Miriasha."

Please, don't run away or Eve will make you open and close your mouth with half a cry. I exhaled relieved as the thought made sense or the door closed behind my back.

But although he comes close, Eve comes up with a question mark again about how he doesn't speak a word. If you look closely, what does it mean for her cheeks to stain red and her jewel-like watery eyes to moisturize?

"It's wonderful that you two had such a relationship - no, I'll be proficient nearby for later school - I'll study"

"What are you studying!? No, because I'm normal! - I don't have that kind of hobby, and, uh, hey, Iska!

cleared, and straddled from the mark and the isca.

He gets on his tight thighs and his wet fingertips touch the side of the peel. Its cold and tickling made my shoulders tremble.

"Is this the first time in public? I hope you don't have a weird taste."

"No, so no, that kind of joke..."

"I thought you said it was serious. Look, if you turn your back, you won't get my word."

His wrists are tightly restrained, his chest bumps into each other, and Dodd and his heart bounce.

The brown skin slowly developed a red flavor in a situation where I had a feeling that whatever I said would never make sense and I didn't know what would happen after this.

"What are you doing, you guys!

but Bikan and Eve, Miriasha shook her shoulders loudly in a voice that allowed her to bathe in cold water.

There was a pselli with her eyes triangulated, and the love affair between the crew members had been preached to her once and for all. Even though she herself is slowly being contacted by young girls.

Pinch the pussy and wash the rest of the dishes after brushing.

Thanks to the sunlight after lunch, the strange air just now seems to have disappeared somewhere.

The relieved dark elf speaks to the daughter of the demon clan across the street.

"Iska, are you used to living over here yet? As far as I'm concerned, I like rice better than before."

"I can tell you. Good bath and good views. If I get paid, I don't have anything to say."

Talking like that, the washing psylli looks up.

With her dark hair, she dresses herself in maid clothes despite her position as the ruler of the diamond squad. Nevertheless, that has been the same for a long time, so there is no resistance.

He put his long hair together behind him, and his dripping lateral hair looked good on him.

"Oh, I won't let you work for free. I already pay for my stay, and I take money for a meal to the campsite."

"Oh, you're already in business? That kind of account sounds like you like Pseli. How's it going?

Place the plate, then Puceri laughs.

Though she has a bad habit of wasting money, she is once and for all a lord and great being. You seem to have a slight financial lust for it.

"Right, it's free if you're sleeping outside this second level hall. What would you say if they told you that?

"Huh? I don't like it. Because you're a labyrinth. It's dark and cold, and you hear a weird voice from afar, huh? There's a bath over here."

"Oh, I just think they're touching it."

To the two remarks, Shizuri Puseli points his finger.

That's exactly the answer. Who likes to sleep in difficult places like labyrinths?

"That used to be normal, but human beings are things you can't go back to once you have a good life. Now there's no one who wants to sleep in that labyrinth."

Many of them are now choosing a campsite, but tomorrow they will resume a third tier offensive. I was wondering if I could spend some time without a meal, booze, and a bath then...

Finally Dark Elf's eyes opened to surprise.

"You suck! You make a whole lot of money!"

"Hehe, it is. Guiding group guests with Uridora's mobility skills, and being very satisfied, will increase the number of additional guests. That's why this place is promised prosperity."

I don't need any more night watches, and I don't need to carry heavy loads.

Even now, the army's prized solid food is gone, piled with mountains in its former headquarters.

Besides, they have free access to ingredients from all over the place, and they don't have any problems with their inventory. This is exactly the situation where if you bring people together, it will be money.

"Well, then, what's our pay of interest?

"I was going to talk about this at the dinner table tonight... a long time ago. And don even more when you achieve a third tier offense! When you get here, you won't have to furnish your first class."

Seriously! and the two took a breath.

One of the best offensive teams, they get paid quite a bit from the beginning. If that doubles lightly, I can't help but notice that my eyes are marked "¥". No, the currency of this world is a different expression... well that's good.

"Do it, Pseli, oh too! I reviewed it, I have a money wasting habit. I thought you were an irresistible aristocratic lady, but you're negotiating well!

"Ho ho, this much if my arm... hmm? There's nothing you can do, nobleman?

I tilted my little neck with Hatena, but I got so-so slapped on the shoulder.

As such, on the eve of the attack, everyone had a very meaningful time consulting on the use of money, for the sake of the fact that the battle with the army was also close.

Except that what everyone was looking for was splendidly fragmented and didn't get a single endorsement.

When did you finish washing the dishes?

But when the conversation played, and even Eve's brought in sweets, I couldn't get away from the washroom.