Mira rejoiced not to be returned, but it was due to Mira's convenience.
When it comes to the girls who don't know anything, it still looks like they're showing Mira who's new.
After introducing themselves to each other, they started discussing it. I gave up on leaving Mira, but she said there must still be something she can do.
By the way, Mira named herself 'Mimi' when she introduced herself. Eugust has Mira's name passed on through Illis, so it's a pseudonym just in case.
(What kind-hearted daughters...)
I'm sorry I cheated on you, Mira, for the girls you're seriously worried about.
How much discussion ops have you set up, and when you face the king, it's time for a showdown. In order to move relentlessly to secure his identity, the operation will not be executed.
But I can't say that I don't have to worry because I'm going to get the king.
Just because you're sweet, that's because you still have the premise of being a fellow playwright. Kings who scatter in the fullness of what is perverse would be a valuable source of income for them to take.
If the king is confirmed in Eugust, he will crush it. That means they make less money.
Rather, it is a situation where there is no choice but to be resented. Some may take the king's side. That's why Mira waited quietly for time to come, even in order not to be noticed who she was.
However, even while I'm doing that, I can hear what the ladies are planning to do.
"Well, I don't know about this."
"Well, you know what?"
It was cited as a way to protect newcomers from the devil's hand of the king, the proposals of the ladies.
One is that you gently clean up tools to be particularly careful with while you play.
However, it was discarded because there were so many tools that the girls could not grasp.
But they don't give up. Two, I repeat, work out the idea with that three, and I'll bother you.
And a seventh measure is proposed from someone's mouth.
We'd rather do it ourselves.
The play the king makes is hard, perverse, and even too much, causing a great deal of damage to the rookie's heart.
Then, by blaming the newcomer with our own hands first, we adjust not to overdo it. That is the key point of this measure.
"Look, the king has time to get us tangled up and watch it, right? At that time, I think if we make all the things that we can't do twice a day, it won't have to get too bad like yesterday."
Apparently, there's some flow in the king's play of girls.
Because some of these beautiful playwomen have time to intertwine with each other, it is a measure to reduce the burden on newcomers by finishing some things first at that time.
This should make it a lot easier than it's all done at the king's hands. There was a fever in the voice of a playgirl who said that.
I guess that's all I had to do yesterday. The girls began to thrive, saying that might be a good idea.
(I think I'm listening to a hell of a conversation...)
Kings they talk about. Perverted play good at. What the beauties said about the contents was that delusions spread just because they were listening.
Mira realizes, however. That all is done to the newcomer, that is to say to himself.
With the hands of my beautiful sisters, I can be blamed by a perverted chick. What exciting content it is, and a doggy Mira.
(These daughters play like that too...)
While I'm sorry to make you think so seriously, Mira spread their words with a rich imagination.
But I'm sure before that happens, you and the king will be settled.
Even if the king wasn't the target, he was going to push through the setting of the back committee if he had to, and he was going to succeed. If so much has been condemned by the ladies, guilt will suffice.
"Hmm, maybe it's hard. If it's the same flow as yesterday, she'll be enjoying herself for the last time."
Where some discussion had progressed, Lanoa, who had previously seemed to contemplate, uttered such words.
She pointed out that the operation wasn't a bad idea, but it might be a premise.
Anything the king says is the type to keep whatever he likes as his last pleasure.
According to Lanoa, even though the rookie was beside him all the way through the play yesterday again, he wasn't getting his hands on it until the end.
That's why if it were the same again, if we get our hands on it first, we might get furious.
"Sure, speaking of..."
"At that time, it was after we were prevented from moving..."
It was at the last moment that the newcomer hit the king's poison fangs after plenty of other girls were adored.
That reminded them, they hold their heads that the possibility of reducing the burden of newcomers has been drastically reduced by coming here.
You can't piss off the king. So seriously grumbling playwomen. They say there are many people who have seen worse because of what pissed them off.
As a result, the story went back to shaking it out.
"What do we do... we don't have time for this anymore"
One of the playwomen looked at the clock and said so. He said he had enough time left to make a promise to the king.
Girls starting to rush. But in the midst of that, besides Mira, there was only one other calm.
That's Lanoa.
"It's okay, I'll take care of it. I've prepared it for a time like this. Just let him drink this."
To calm everyone down, Lanoa smiled and let her take out a pink vial over the porch.
Then the look on the faces of the ladies stains with surprise about what happened.
"Mr. Lanoa, I can't believe that..."
"Where did you get such valuables...!?"
Because of its surprise, the liquid in the pink vial seems like a hell of a substitute.
(Hmm, what is it? Restorative medicine or something.)
By the looks of it, I can't make a complete judgment. Mira thinks maybe enough medicine to heal the wounds she suffered in perverted play, etc.
But who it was, it was something completely different.
The ladies began to say that this was a good time and that they could defeat the libido monster.
Obviously, I can tell it's not like a restorative medicine.
"Um, what is that?
What kind of play is that? Are you going to finally end it by not sitting on your stomach? Mira, curious, asked softly as she played a naughty new playgirl.
"Hehe, this is..."
Turning to Mira like that, Lanoa taught me its efficacy with a slightly devilish tick grin.
Lanoa says it's a special vigor enhancer.
The effect is enough to reign at the apex of all vigor enhancers, and if you drink this, they say you will gain enough vigor to match all the players in this flower district.
"Oh, if I let you drink that..."
Lanoa said he would give the king that vigor booster.
But Mira is concerned that if she drinks so much, it will be extra terrible.
But apart from Mira, the other girls were quite motivated with a face that was somewhat prepared.
"Yeah, I'm sure your work today is going to be tough. But that's only two hours."
Lanoa kept smiling. This vigor enhancer has time limits.
Two hours. That was the time limit to gain invincible vigour.
So what happens after this time? The answer was also told immediately.
First of all, they're going to have a recoil just for the hustle.
This means that you can work indefinitely, but when it expires, it only drains its hard work at once.
For another week or so, as if enlightened by enlightenment, everything about sexuality becomes a state of obsession.
I mean, Lanoa's maneuvers are like that, trying to keep the rookie from coming through the two hours we've all been in an unbridled state.
"But it's such a big deal for you..."
As soon as confirmation is obtained that the King is Eugust, the operation will begin. There's no need for them to be so unscrupulous, such as dealing with a twofold pervert. More like even the best.
The girls' ties were stiff though.
"Never mind you. This is a chance for us!
"Yes, I'll worship what you'll look like if you pull your libido out of that pervert!
While many of the ladies are in Flower Street District where they shred their sneeze, no, I guess their connection is strong because it's more like this place.
gold and power, and then thrived to reward the opponent with one arrow of tyrannical perverts.
Because of Mira, who is a newbie, I guess there is, but the ladies started burning in a different way.
What the hell would happen to a man if they were all serious with top class beauty and skill in this city? How much heaven will you taste?
(Sounds like it would be easier if you just ran out of essence...)
Mira makes a heart pounding on the harem play that everyone dreams of if he is a man. And I hope the king is left without his skin.
And the ladies were just telling me in detail how to blame the king for being so unbridled.
A heavy noise opened the large door in the front of the lobby. Finally, it is time to start playing with the King.
"Well, let's keep it constant in the current order"
The operation also wraps up the whole way, and the ladies are in a battle posture all the time. In the meantime, Lanoa, who walked over in front of Mira, offered me a pink vial.
"First we block our sights with our bodies, so please do this in the meantime. Because there's always wine on the table."
"Yes, I get it!
Receiving a pink vial, Mira gently sneaks it into her pocket. Everybody says the king always drinks wine while he's playing.
Mira's role was to gently drip a few drops of vitality enhancer into the wine while they were crumbling with the king.
"Come on, let's go!
As Lanoa stepped behind the door ahead, the other girls answered and walked out in a prestigious foothold. It was like a row of brave men standing up to the Demon King.
(Seems easy to catch if you run out of essence)
If the king is confirmed in Eugust, he may not even need to fight if Lanoa and the others operate well.
I wonder how strong the top executives of the continent's supposedly largest criminal organization, Ila Muerte, are, but the place is the place. If you are charged with repairing damage caused by combat, it is not something you would have enjoyed. At times of need, you should also consider it immediately after you have secured your identity.
Mira followed their backs reliably and fanatically as she prayed for a safe ending.
(This is another hell of a place)
The room that the king rents out all the time. It was the right place, even the one floor of the royal castle.
In front of him was a hallway that stretched straight out, with multiple doors lined up to the left and right. More red carpets and brilliant chandeliers. That's the sight I've seen in the royal castle and such.
Lanoa and the others go along without getting lost in such a corridor.
What kind of room is passing by? In a few cases, I glimpsed it through a door that remained slightly open, which resembled a school classroom.
Why the hell is there such a built room in a place like this? Are you even studying?
At first glance it seemed puzzling, but at first glance Mira was intuitive. The room is always a situation room.
Yes, it's forbidden school play.
(If any other room...)
I don't think there's just one room with all this.
Mira started spreading her delusions as she stared at several lined doors. But the end came soon.
We arrived in front of the king's waiting room door.
Once he nodded to show it back, Lanoa said to the door, "Thank you again, today," before opening the door.
The ladies also enter the room, headed by Lanoa, and finally Mira also continues.
(Oh... I wish Solomon had this much too!)
It was definitely a brighter room than the private room of a king of a nation. The conditioners are all substitutes for this at a glance, and even every small item placed on the table is colored with brilliant craftsmanship.
"Well done, you guys. Have fun today."
There was a man in the center of it. Sitting on a splendid leather sofa placed as if it were a throne, he is the man known as the King.
"Yes, leave it to me"
Lanoa and the others walk up to the front of the king to answer.
At that time, on Lanoa's signal to come next door, Mira also stood there as one of the playwomen.
Lanoa in the front of the king, Mila next to it, and the other ladies on the left and right. If we had seen it from the king's side, it would have been spectacular.
(Hmm... this guy is the king)
Swinging gold and power, sexual perversion that devours the beauties as every day and feeds even the newcomers.
Mira imagined. I'm sure the king is a man who looked like a vicious aristocrat who is often there.
But the figure of the man taken from the front was rightly king.
The body is reasonably tight and I don't see any wasted fat etc.
My head is not bald and scattered, I have blonde hair, shorter alignment and no greasy appearance.
And above all, that face. He had such a neat face that there was no place for complaining.
Somewhere arrogant and disgraceful, he was so handsome that there was an atmosphere of even being an ambitious champion that some people seemed likely to fall in love at first sight.
Such a king's gaze is poured on Mira after a gentle look at the ladies.
"Well, is that the daughter the newcomer of the day? I see, you botz guy, I didn't know you had so much delicacy. Pass. I'm starting to look forward to tasting that body."
The king softly narrowed his eyes with an invincible grin.
What kind of perverted behavior did the King think of? "My name is Mimi," Mira replied, shuddering unexpectedly at the chills running through her spine.
(Well, that doesn't happen!
While greeting him, he looked at the king and looked into it (...) Mira chuckled in her heart at the result.
The name of the king found out. That's because, as we expected, one of the top executives of 'Ila Muerte' was Eugust Gradin.
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