Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

Well, Martha preached to me scattered and I'm the one with numb legs and tears in my eyes.

Dragon, you seem resizable, and now you're walking totetote with me on a big dog size.

I find Master Dirk grumpy, but that's just me too. The move was... I weighed myself in because I have a priori who mopped around in public.

Worried brother and parents on the hill.

"Rosalind! No injuries!?

My brother was crying.

"Going where you're fighting the dragon, idiot!

"I'm sorry, brother. Don't cry."

Me wiping my brother's tears. My brother looked at my feet... and I was on you.

"Rosalind, what are you on?"

Dragon, it's you.

"If you look, you'll understand. Explain."

Right! When I thought I was scolded again and had a feeling about the course... a manly belly bug rang when I heard somewhere about the apple ~.

"Brother."

"What"

"I'm hungry too"

"... me too"

My brother broke it for me. The knights are also going to have lunch before returning.

Something awkward about a fancy lunch next to people eating hard bread and dried meat.

"Mr. Rudolph, may I make you some soup or something?

"Lady, you can cook even though you're small?

"Yes, somewhat"

"Captain, Rosalind's rice is incredibly delicious."

Please don't, I won't hurdle you up! Better than dried meat and bread!

"Okay, then I guess I'll ask you"

"Oh, lady, do you make something?

Arc is a bag to pan, knife, slab, set of seasonings, herbs, vegetables, dried fish...

"Why are you in so much?"

"He said he could make it on the spot when something happened to Dan. Once there's a demon out there, just in case you can't make lunch and eat your daughter's food, you'll be disappointed."

"Dan..."

This is an emergency… thank you for your attention!

To make barbecue and soup easily for the hungry knights. Exactly. Cooking in childhood is inconvenient, so I cook like Rosalia (16).

"Yabe, cute"

"Breast."

Hey. Whatever the former, the latter. Oh, he was relentless to Master Dirk. You're unusual and angry, that.

"My daughter, what is it?

Father! The magic is leaking! The fire is going out!

"Huh."

Ah, Mr. Dragon, Nice! Fire braces kept the fire from going out.

"Thanks"

Nadenade, he flattened his hand again and rode on my head.

"Eh heh, you're welcome, sister"

Come on, sweetie, Dragon. You like my head, he doesn't move out of my head.

"Pretty, but you don't have a hammer around you."

"She's beautiful, but she's around. I hear the Red Devil is drowning."

"Seriously!? You're a death flag!

Martha, are you also a celebrity in the Knights? What are you really messing with? When I got a chill, Mr. Rudolph was eating it.

"Those two, we used to have the same party at Adventurers, but we're good friends. Bad guys. You should give up too, but you're gonna stick around."

"Wow, I want to hear about the adventurer!

"Mmm. Of which? I'm afraid behind your daughter's back today, so I'm gonna stop."

"What?"

Behind you is my brother and Master Dirk.

"How are you going to take responsibility for telling Rosalind about the adventurer if he tells you he's going to be an adventurer or something! Ark!"

No, anyone can register when they're seven, so we'll register, right? Maybe. I can't right now. I won't.

"That's right! Rosalind could run away from home!

How free am I of Master Dirk? I won't go until I dump my family and Master Dirk, that's right.

"No, it just isn't. I love my family, I have a dilk, and I'm friendly with the Holy Beast and I don't have any fine dust to be unhappy with my life. I'm not interested in the freedom I get until I get rid of everyone."

When I ran out, the two of them were openly horrified. That's why I'm not going anywhere.

Well, we've got soup. The barbecue has already started eating the burnt one, hasn't it?

The knights brought plates and spoons for camping, so they lined them up.

"Oh, um... oh, can you shake my hand?

Idol.

"Oh, yes?

I didn't think it was a good idea... It became both me and me, and Mr. Rudolph's one drink somehow calmed me down.

I managed to distribute it to everyone, but I was exhausted.

When I'm done handing it out, I get on Dear Dilk's (soothing) knees while fluttering.

"Ugh, I'm tired. Dirku, heal me."

I stuck to my neck and noticed it in a sweet spot trying to get me to stroke it like I always do. Because it was in a different position. I'm not three years old right now!

"Rororo, Rosalind"

Dear Dirk, too much bite. Aha, I did it. You're so upset.

It's just a shame play. It's red to the neck.

"Uh, sorry."

Wherever I try, a hand reaches out from behind catches me.

"No, fine. Veterinarize?

"Yes? I don't care either because I like both dilks, but I want you to stroke me"

Much better service. You don't usually ask.

Ah happiness. Dear Dilk Nadenade is kind and loves it.

"Ha, happy"

Rub a slender rub against Dilk's neck. My hand stroking gently came together for a moment, but he strokes me again. No, bliss!

"Here, it tickles."

Dear Dirk who laughs then... no, my chest cums. But what's wrong? I don't usually get this far.

Uh-huh, Master Dirk even thrilled me.

"Hey, I'm ticklish."

"Oh yeah!!

"Huh?

The knight who was nearby roared.

"Whoa, Dilk! Jealous No!! If you're going to get annoyed, you two can do it alone!!

Nodding knights.

Oh, no, I'm sorry. Master Dirk spoils me, so I forgot what was going on around me and concentrated on Master Dirk.

"It's a restraint, so it wouldn't make sense if you weren't here now"

"Huh."

Was it restraint? Is that why you got more sticky than usual? Did you want to say that I belong to Master Dirk?

Shit, palpitations, shortness of breath! That's right. I know I'm turning bright red too!

"Is it lit? Pretty."

Usually, the other way around… I can't really breathe in the sweet, manly look.

"Is Dilk like this?

The perimeter solidified into a bomb statement that wiped out the sweet air.

This supernatural character is Curtis = Blanc. It is the target of the Rosalia Return End attack. My nickname is Asshole Dog. When connected, it is a dog. And an asshole... or a brain muscle.

"No, if you're such a beauty, you're not Loricon, are you?

Lord Dirk shook his head at the words of the other knights.

"I don't think I'm a toddler because I like Rosalind, not even kids or adults. I don't care if you look at other kids."

Beech replied. Oh, yeah. Glad to hear it.

"Oh well. I'll tell Adèle and Hugh."

I know he asked you to do it. I mean, do you know what Loricon means? I didn't notice the proximity of the Great Demon/Brother because he was a non-standard asshole, nah, and dropped off an asshole dog.

"Rosalind? Come on, let's have dinner."

"Yes, no! Brother, I'm sorry. No, no!

Me teary-eyed at my brother's de force. The frightening technique was also solved and dragged away in a three-year-old.