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We were invited inside the mansion. We were first stripped of our clothes and then led to the bathroom.

Not surprisingly.

Anyway, Risha, I've been the perfect guy in a borough cloth since the beginning, and then the guards beat me up and dirty all over my body.

Though the lord's own decision, there should be this much response if we were to raise such a filthy child to the mansion.

"Too wide to settle the other way......"

It's about the size of a little water.

The ceiling is high, and there are statues of lions spitting water out of their mouths.

We talked about the economic situation in the territory not being that good, but that would be something like a lord's mansion.

I thought I could stay too long, and when I went back to the stripper where I sweated gently, Natalia with the soft-faced stood in her hand with a towel.

I hold my head as to whether this is the candidate. [M]

But elsewhere in my chastity crisis, Natalia wipes her whole body with incredibly polite and respectful hands.

Even if the pupil remains open and occasionally leaks a hot exhale, what it does is perfectly directed at the visitor.

That's just what I'd like to say pro - but I kind of honestly don't want to compliment you.

I ended up getting help getting dressed and was led to a room in the mansion where I was dressed decently.

When you knock through the thick doors, you'll see a lot of furniture that looks expensive, stripping beasts you've never seen, and paintings that would have been painted by famous painters.

Is it a place like a reception room with a lot of stuff in the guest room?

"Ah, Rosie. Hehe, you've been taking your time a long time."

Turn your gaze toward the voice.

Riesha, dressed in a herd blue dress, was just sitting on a chair and her hair was combed by two maids.

"I meant to get that long water...... oh well"

Speaking of which, I've never cared about someone else's bathing situation since I woke up in this world.

Though there was a bathtub, I guess it's not customary to bathe like every day, either to look good.

And I realize that my two maids are turning their worried eyes to me.

Waving flickering and appealing for safety, he was sighing full of relief.

"That dress looks great on you."

"Oh, thank you. I'm a little embarrassed because my back's too open."

That's what Risha says and dyes her cheeks.

Indeed, it should be tailored to the child's back length, but the back side was boldly open.

"Would you like it to be something else?

"No, I like this! Well... you told me you looked great."

The ribbon, which ties the grated hair into two knots, also shows a good contrast with the dress and its tonal flock of blue, silver hair.

Reesha's own appearance can't possibly not be matched.

"What do you do with your ears? If I'm gonna hide it, I'm gonna have to change my hair."

Natalia hits me softly in the ear.

I shook my head in small words. [M]

"You don't have to. If there's a bad word for it, I'm going to beat the lord to it."

"... hehe, Zoccon."

"Yes, that's why I can't have a crappy relationship with you. I'm sorry."

"Oh, that's too bad"

Not very much, but it doesn't sound like a joke.

Gently elbow in Natalia's flank, and then I walk over to Riesha.

"Come on, give me your hand? Princess."

Reesha looks up to me when I say so and reach out.

"... is it because of that vest, you feel a little frigid"

"Uh, lie."

"Fuck, I'm kidding."

Laughing strangely, Risha holds my hand and stands up.

As she nodded at the stiff feel in her hand, Riesha smiled small.

"All right, now we're ready"

"Finally."

If I say I'm not nervous, I lie.

Still, if Risha's next door to me, I'm fine.

I'm not alone right now.

"Natalia, tell your lord you're ready."

From now on, we will uncover the secrets that lurk in the realm.

I honestly don't know in what way that influence will manifest itself.

Maybe this will be evil for someone.

Still, I think I'll do it.

It's not just out of curiosity, it's not for tuition.

I thought I should. [M]

So let's go tell him.

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