Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

Sir Leold jumped into an inn with mites, and when he saw the face of the mites, he shouted.

"Lovelin is! ─ Oh, no, Mr. Mitsu, don't you know Lovelin?

Listening to the circumstances, he came to see if it was about Mitsu because he suddenly couldn't see Lovelin and someone said he saw a young beautiful woman take him out.

There was no Lagon, so the contact saw Sir Leold's gap and decided to do so later, and what he would take went out with him for now.

When I go down to the ground floor, a man, clearly malicious at the exit, stands unseen.

Looks like someone's waiting to come in from the outside.

I looked out for Mitsu when I saw Sir Leold come down.

To my heart {that? Was it already inside? The woman? Hey, dark-eyed, dark-haired, isn't it? ─ No, she's certainly an amazing beauty. I can read minds like}.

(Honest and fine.

Aside from my natural assessment of myself, this guy is definitely a mafia manipulator.

Probably involved in this kidnapping.

Think about the later, keep one of Wipley's abilities, the enchanting magic, sufficiently directed at the man to favor himself from now on.

The man follows behind the mites with his ears slammed, at some distance.

"I thought it was about you because I'm talking about a beautiful young woman like the one I know.

"I greeted Viscount Cyber this morning when I disturbed him, but he was going somewhere else this afternoon, and he had just returned. Besides, I'm sure if it was my appearance, it would have always had hair and eye color on it before I said beautiful.

"No, that's rude talk, but it sure is. As unbalanced as you are, no, I compliment you on this. ─ Ah Lovelin, where the hell have you been?

Sir Leold is quite full.

"Were you alone for a long time?

"No, I don't think it's been that long. There's no way I can go that far with my legs with my kids, that's what I thought and I've been looking all around for them, and maybe they kept moving away while I did that.

"Have you talked to anyone who said they saw you take them?

"That's what the hotel employee asked me, and I looked for him, but he wasn't anywhere.

"Let's just go back to the hotel and see if anyone has seen it again.

Back to the hotel, the same man is ahead. The man left and when Mitsu tried to get in, it was different.

Must be a little effort on your tits and leak a drop of dark demon milk. Turning it into a mist with a small psychic and swinging it around the tip of a man's nose, the man who inhaled it has the effect of being frustrated by the flames of a gushing love affair for mites.

It's intense but limited in time, so if you wander around until it expires, you can swing it again.

The ability of the same lineage as the charm I first exercised with my eyes, but this one is more powerful, so it cancels and overrides the previous procedure.

When you enter the hotel, all of a sudden employees bring you updates.

He came all the way downtown to tell me that he saw a suspicious man take him.

Obviously unnatural.

The place was said to have been taken to a tavern with a Hyotan sign.

Definitely a trap, or I can tell you're inviting me to come.

Swallow the story and tell Sir Leold, who also intends to go immediately, to pass it on to Viscount Cyber, but the Sir told the hotel employees to tell him so and drove his own deer car to downtown.

In the meantime, Sir Leold will be asked how adorable and peeved Lovelin is.

I used that time to contact Largo, but the story of exactly the extent to which a child I don't like to see is taken by an adult has not been reported as an incident perceived by the Spirit.

But just as one of the hundredth eyes discovered that the child was being deceived out of the barrel and forced into unpopular, noonday pleasure streets, and then the house he was brought into, was watched from the outside.

Ask him to keep an eye on the room immediately.

Keep that information in mind, too, going beyond Mitsu's Inn, which is a downtown area after a while.

I came here once during the day and soon discovered Hinton's tavern.

Miemier is the one whose mouth is open and waiting, so Mitsu stands first and enters the store.

"I'm sorry to bother you.

"Heh." and an unfathomable reply came from the back, and a man appeared. Mitsu remembered today when Quole looked at his face with clairvoyance and listened to him with charm as he slept. I am the owner of the store. "There you are. The store isn't open yet."

Without letting him speak to the end, Sir Leold asks him to scream.

"Couldn't you bring a little kid?

My husband turned to the back and sent some signals, and two men appeared from behind.

What came out first was still a man who had been roaring earlier, sucking in the fog of demon milk.

"Come here.

"You know a girl named Lovelin!

Sir Leold rushes over.

"I'll know when you get here. That woman is coming with me. - What's your name, by the way?

Why do you only ask your name? From the bottom of my heart, I can only read {if I don't make sure that-}.

"I say mitsu. Are you sure you're upstairs?

I've got a hundred eyes on me, and I'm sure they brought me in here. Looks like there are a few others.

"I'm telling you I'll know if you come.

And then, {good, I'm not the mite who dealt with the three of us here.} I think.

(Opponent of the three? That's about me, isn't it?

For some reason, the name of the woman who dealt with the three mafias in this store is Mitsu in the man's heart.

Subsequent thoughts have impure inferiority towards Mitsu swirling in my mind and I can't read it well.

Better than I thought, the effect of demon milk seems to be too much.

The man makes his way to the stairs without a fumble. The other guy who hasn't said anything stays put.

For some reason my attitude has waned and I am anxious about my current role.

Hi, he seems to be the inspirational type and is sensitive to being watched by a hundred eyes.

Still, Mitsu came first, and as Sir Leold passed in front of him, he came to block behind it.

Before Mitsu, there was only a man with a strong emotion for Mitsu, so he concentrated his dark magic on his tits all the time here. To bathe the fog of demonic milk again, and to make it a slave of charm.

But as the man who asked for his name opened the door of the room just up the stairs, the release stood at one end.

If we can only confirm that Lovelin is there, we'll all just kill them instantly.

When they enter the room, they are pulled in and the door closes behind them.

But contrary to expectations, there are five new men inside, and I don't see Lovelin.

Shit. Not after they take me out of here anymore.

Mitsu was gripping in her pocket, hands away from the stretched metal yo-yo.

(If we take him down here, we'll have to magically find out where he took him.

That's because you can't do it in front of Sir Leold.

Once he swallowed the situation, Sir Leold was screaming.

"Where's my daughter, Lovelin? Didn't the kid bring you here?

"Noisy. Keep him quiet.

Two drug-enhancing human-like men move instantly, turning behind Sir and Mitsu, trying to tie them up with the wilderness rope they had. When I tried to resist,

"I don't care what happens to the kid!

They say. Sir Leold had given up his resistance. I have no choice but to say that Mitsu is still.

When I contacted Largo, he said the Hundred Eyes still keep an eye on him in this room.

He said he watched Lovelin being taken, but he dropped him off because he told him to 'watch the room'. If the Hundred Eyes had followed me over there, I would have known where to hide.

Some are reliable, but communication with exotic capable people still seems incomplete.

I can rope quietly with Sir Leold, staring at him with a remorseful face.

When you are squeezed under your chest with a rope in your rear hand, your chest is also to be stretched, and increasingly only your chest is accentuated.

"What are you guys doing here?

Then Sir Leold mocked me with a monkey. Probably because of the noise in vain.

"For now, women..., like mites. Let me ask you something.

"About what?

"First you, are you starting to come here?

"That's right. What does that mean?"

I wanted to know why the difference with Quore was made, but this question was blocked.

"It's this way you're asking! Whose kid is that? You're not your kid, are you?

"Isn't there such a big boy? That child is lost in this city, far from his parents, in the custody of Sir Leold.

"Lie to me! How cute is it to keep a stray? You must be this man's daughter!

"Aaaaaaaaa."

Sir Leold is shaking his head, but I can't have it fitted. I was tightened up by a drug-fortifying human from a urchin and shut up.

I guess Sir just wants to hear if Lovelin is safe.

"I'm not asking you! ─ Come on, what do you think?

"No. Really, that kid is a kid who came off the hook with his parents, or from some discrete village.

"Right. If you don't want to be honest with me, you can ask that body.

A man's hand reaches into his mite's breast. I'm sure for this man, I don't care about answers anymore.

{I want to touch it, I want it to be my thing...}

My mind is so wild with consciousness. It's my magic power that makes me do that, so I can't even blame only this man without it.

I inhaled earlier, the effect of demonic milk is about to expire, and before the man himself realizes it, he seems to be asleep for mites' breasts in abstinence.

But I'm in trouble. Prepared to squeeze out earlier, magical breast milk lingers in her breasts all the time.

When the force from the outside hangs, it's going to leak out of your nipples without care.

Whipley's breasts, which are also full of muscle, are unbeatable by gravity, so they are not fitted with underwear of solid material to shape.

If demon milk were flooded from the nipples of the mites, a lot of breast milk would stain around the chest of the clothes.

I don't care what they think, but I'm sorry I look like a breastfeeding mother.

In fact, as Kamal, he was a mite with experience in giving birth to hundreds of eggs, but that's a different story from this.

I can focus on my entire breast to avoid leaking the demon milk I've managed to store in my breast.

Even so, it's not the chest of the plaster statue, so it's unnatural if you don't leave any flexibility uncomfortable.

But the man has grown to enjoy the elasticity.

I can read my adolescent daughter's wild consciousness, enjoying exactly the steadfastness of her growing breasts.

One hand had grown on both hands at some point, and the sense of crisis that seemed to leak even now tickled the good man's abusive mind when his tight face was accidentally distorted.

(This man, is he originally a pervert?

Attempts may not be stopped by eye attraction, but the weaker ability of the same system is dispelled by the more potent demonic milk aspiration effect, already activated in the man.

The man was just even more excited when his little girl, disgraced by being rubbed in the breast, looked stared at.

Mitsu is clairvoyant, and he knows that the change extends to the man's lower body, but he also has no way of stopping it.

As far as hindsight is concerned, there's a drug enhancer behind us.

If Mitsu gets half as serious, he flies. But I couldn't show that power here, and I just had to pretend I couldn't move.

If you're going to hug me or take my lips, I'm under complete control with a blood sucking slave, but I just have to wait for this act to end anyway.

But a man's reversible desire escalates in even worse directions. They're looking for the last weir, the nipple, and they're trying to pick it up and twist it.

(No! If I did that, it would just blow out!).

Unexpectedly in my mind, I got a finger on the trigger that activated the psychic.