I Got a Cheat and Moved to Another World, so I Want to Live as I Like

An end-of-place dining room in the pleasure district.

Back in King's Capital, I haven't had dinner with Cornell in a long time.

Cornell is a sketchy Macchio whorehouse lover who makes him a Knights of the Kingdom pilot and has two names: "Skewered Whirlwind".

Around the same time I became busy as a Merchant Alliance pilot, Cornell also became busy with the main Knights.

That's why it's been a long time since I've seen him like this.

"Mr. Tauro, you seem to be doing a great job."

Cornell says as he sears the squid in the net in front of him.

"It's a reputation in the alley. Unlike before, he said he'd work for me."

I laugh.

How much have you ever had a bad reputation?

"In fact, the streets are safer now. I think the price of things on the market is getting a little cheaper."

Eliminating the dangers of the streets has probably led to lower distribution costs.

"I didn't mean to make a big deal out of it, but it's kind of face-to-face."

I got a quest from the Merchant Alliance and I was just digesting it.

I myself am in the mood for an extension of the game.

"By the way, what happened to the students who were in the Knights training?

Change the story.

I took part in the pilot's school's regular practical exam. The top three of them were in training for the Knights.

It's time for the results.

"You're hiring one."

When I heard more, he said the noble child was hired and the other two were sent back to school.

While I was a third-place grader, I wasn't allowed to participate in the Knights training.

I didn't get to join you. I became a knight pilot first.

And two of the three people who attended the training, they couldn't be.

"What's wrong with you?

Cornell snaps when he sees me sighing lightly.

"No, the world's complicated, I thought."

"No, it's not that complicated."

Cornell doesn't look funny, he stumbles on a thick squid.

"Both the Knights and the Merchant Guild, capable men were recruited as pilots. That's all."

Yeah, yeah, and one person nods, and goes on.

"If Mr. Tauro hadn't been disturbed, he would have been hired"

Confident.

"Really? Well, before that, I couldn't even let you take it."

Yes, because I was cowardly in the way I fought, I wasn't allowed to take part in the Knights training that I was supposed to receive.

The Knights are out of their minds.

To that word, I give it back with a laugh.

"Isn't Mr. Cornell a Knights member?"

Cornell bent his mouth to the letter to.

"I'm a junior pilot, even if I'm a Knights' man."

That's the first word I've ever heard. I ask questions.

"The Knights are divided into three categories: senior, intermediate, and junior."

Is it divided by strength, when he asked, Cornell shook his squid legs left and right, sticking out of his mouth, reluctantly.

"Officially, it is. How's it going, actually?"

According to Cornell, until hire, he does seem to be meritocratic.

After that, however, it is divided according to various factors.

"It is the senior pilot who does nothing but combat training. It's the junior pilot who handles the chores that are brought to the Knights"

And continue with the words.

"Usually I only train in combat, but when I get busy and I don't go around with junior pilots, it's the intermediate pilots who come to help"

When I say help, I only do guys who have a good outside audience and are easy, but, I say, hatefully.

"It is the senior pilot who is cowing the Knights. Naturally, these guys have HR rights too. And in my head, it's empty except for the battle."

I hammer a lot.

"So the only thing you can be a senior pilot is a pure, empty," true pilot, "as they say."

The true pilot, in his description, floated a ponytail footage on my head.

Excuse me, but there's something a little pure and empty about it.

The Knights don't seem like a very good place. I'm glad I wasn't able to attend the training.

"Mr. Tauro, how are you feeling?

"It's easy, I'm alone. The guild chief or deputy guild chief asked me to do the job, and I just did it."

In my answer, I exhaled with envy.

I think I'll go that way myself, or something.

"If you're a knight, you're always welcome."

Answering that, he shrugged his shoulder with grandeur.

In doing so, the meal was also at the end of the day, so I brought up my original case.

In front of the table, place a few flyers.

"I would now like to start today's meeting with the Adult Gourmet Club"

May I? to the question, Cornell's expression tightens at once.

The very eyes that stare at the flyer I put on the table are serious.

Naturally. The main road of our lives is to play in a whorehouse.

I'm not going to let you brake there. Cornell would be the same.

By the way, an adult gourmet club is a club formed between me and Cornell.

Its purpose is to eat and walk the good things of the King's capital and evaluate each other.

"Now take a look at Material 1"

I pointed out the first flyer and started explaining.

A few hours later, the two of us were walking downtown.

"Something was wrong."

Cornell sighs at my words.

"The flyer was splendid."

Today, I complained all the time and it was a store that didn't come with the contents.

The two of us, jerking off, face each other all the time.

The good thing about each other's like-minded friends is that they can laugh, even if they fail.

"By the way, what do you do after this? Do you want to go somewhere to fix it?"

Cornell answered my question after a little tour.

"No, I'll stop today"

I don't ask why.

We won't admit it without giving us a reason, it's not like that.

"See you next time."

We waved at each other and parted on the spot.

(Well, I don't know what to do)

After Cornell disappears into a mess, think. I'm gonna go around the other house.

(Yes, let's go over there)

I came up with it, so I'm headed there ASAP.

A few minutes later, I was in front of a loosely colored sign.

Yes, 'Uniform stores. I'll have all my uniforms. Come on, you too, now, uniform, conquer!' store.

Because of Cornell's conversation with the pilot's school at dinner, I've been holding it.

Push open the store door and head to the lobby.

And there, I saw something incredible.

"Hey, why did you stop going to Kani, and you keep working part-time?

I'm on the bed, listening with dignity.

When I saw the chick earlier, how dare there, there was a ponytail.

I nominated them reflexively, and now they're dealing with me.

By the way, Kani means, 'Elf's shop, Kani. A lovely male elf gently escorts you'.

Ponytail was elf brainwashed and contributing to the man in this store. And for that, it's like I was working part-time.

I already solved the brainwashing that was hanging on the ponytail.

And Kani, it's closed.

The reason for continuing to work part-time was that there shouldn't have been any more.

Ponytail seems surprised. That I know my way through Kani.

"Did that kid tell you?

That girl must mean braided tits super big. I shake my head.

"You said so yourself."

This is true.

It was from her mouth that she heard that Ponytail was contributing to the man elf. It was a rumor.

Ponytail gives a surprising look.

I don't think I told you, but in that state, you might have spoken something, something like that.

"It's none of your business."

"Don't say that. Tell me."

I want answers, I shake.

"Shut up."

That's what I said, I kept my mouth shut.

I want you to open your mouth and pull out the heirloom treasure knife.

Virtually extended shell with care, monk (monk) fist change, "Star Phantom (astral sword)".

This is my gentleman's move to create an extended gentleman with a sense of star phantom (astral body).

By the way, the reason I changed my name is because Star Phantom (Astral Sword) is cooler.

Use the Star Phantom Sword (Astral Sword) to go deeper than the Elf Point of the Ponytail.

Then he opened his mouth immediately.

"Coward."

That's not what I want to hear.

Besides, I'm now challenging a grand melee from the front.

By ponytail standards, the cowardly element should be nowhere to be found.

Gobble up a little bit more.

Then he finally told me.

"I owe you money."

The pilots' school should have been all free, starting with tuition, up to teaching materials, uniforms.

If there is no cost of living, they even provide a free dorm with two meals in the morning and evening.

Still, the fact that I needed debt...

"Did you contribute to the elves?

Gorillas.

Answered me.

Sounds right.

What a sinful species, Elf.

Afterwards, I enjoyed a conversation with a former classmate.

When I couldn't get a response, I got rid of it until I got it.

Even if the conversation doesn't happen only with words that don't sound good, it's also gory.

Thanks to this, I learned a lot about my story after I left school.

An elderly instructor of everything, he said, has been resting recently.

In the school description, it seems to be a family situation.

(Is it true?)

I just know it, I can't swallow it like a ponytail.

But there is also no certainty that the school description is false.

(Keep the disguise, you were right)

In the meantime, praise yourself then.

I couldn't help thinking about it any more, so I decided to change my mind.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Just as the ponytail was coming, Lu Rhythm stopped turning.

A decent conversation would not be possible. After that, focus on having fun.

Specifically, it remains a deep kiss.

I didn't like it at first, but every time I gobbled him up, he seemed to have noticed.

(After all, it feels hot and good)

The ponytail has a very hot interior that tries to melt what's inside.

Rarely, that's a good one.

(Now that it's a junior whorehouse, it's a shame)

If it's just belongings, it's first-class, but ponytail is a junior whorehouse stop.

Not because it's a part-time job.

If that's what you mean, you're topping off in Jayanne. Exploded bottom sister, too, is a student's part-time job.

Cornell tells me why.

He doesn't have a good customer service attitude.

Specifically, I categorically refuse to serve you above.

Naturally, I don't even clean.

And the worst part is challenging the Guest, winning, and then acting like a fool.

For this reason, despite having rare items, even the lower whorehouse seems to have a low nomination rate.

Talents and people are something else.

The words of the instructor I hated somehow came to my mind.

I enjoyed it enough, so I poured it all in for a minute.

Then, the sardine hold promised by Ponytail is activated.

With both arms and thighs, he holds his body down disappointingly.

It feels great to feel pinched.

We trembled at each other, and I enjoyed the finish unilaterally.

(Another fight, I guess I'll go on)

I thought about it.

Ponytails don't clean or shower home anyway. Time is spared.

Then you can go on like this.

I started the second round without pulling out.

Ponytail's eyes open in amazement and he begins to lean back to let go of his body.

I'll poke Concon and Re in the back twice, stealing the resistance.

Later I tried a super long stroke with a star phantom knife (astral sword) and more than an elf.

We must not neglect to improve our daily technology.

Perform at various angles and ask for reactions.

The results are good.

The expression, the voice, I'm thrilled.

Whatever you don't poke at, your jaw and voice are still up, your body is still shaking.

The daisy hold also continues to activate from its second peak.

The legs crossed by my back came tight and it was as if they were trying to lead me further back.

My body doesn't seem to stop cramping either, and the tremor of the ponytail is intensely transmitted to me in a strongly embraced state.

(This feels good)

The ponytail's jar keeps the temperature up even more and continues to aspirate like crazy.

Naturally, Ponytail went to heaven a long time ago. By now her mind would be about to sit back and relax.

I continued to indulge in the flavor of the cucumber as I was embraced by the cucumber, with my mouth blocked.

My group with my classmates is over, and I'm sloppy.

(If Ponytail continues to work part-time, I wonder if you could make an appointment)

That's a hot, pleasant one.

Besides, the situation of forcing a relationship at work on someone who hates me strenuously tickles my manhood.

(If they reject the nomination, that's it)

But they won't refuse, I expect.

If you refuse, you can still refuse today. That right rests with women.

But as I mentioned earlier, ponytails have a low nomination rate. If you refuse my nomination, though, your income will be greatly reduced.

I don't know how much I owe. It was under brainwashing, so I feel sorry for it.

But he doesn't know you're being brainwashed. I thought about pride and didn't dare to tell.

Plus, I'm trying to convince you to pay it back seriously.

Then all I can do is help my former classmates.

(Let's have some fun on a regular basis to pay off our debts)

While I was thinking about it, I went by the chick's side.

When I looked at the chick stage without any concern, the braided big tits were sitting.

I was surprised and unaware of Ponytail's presence, but he was at work.

Actually, apart from that day when I was done touching only the missiles, they were nominating me to deal with you.

Braided Big Super Boobs didn't go to an elf store. Of course, I haven't even been brainwashed.

I find myself alongside a ponytail, but unlike a ponytail that doesn't seem to have anything expensive, Braided Big Super Boobs has trinkets and things that are a little pricey.

Thank you. The purpose of part-time work seems to be to improve living standards.

But I don't think so.

It's not just about ponytails, braided big super tits, I think the same thing.

Why is she spoiling her part-time job at a junior whorehouse with all those popping super boobs?

There was a reason for that, just like a ponytail.

I experienced it and found out that I have a good weapon, but that was all.

Sure, I'm not as badly loving as a ponytail, or ridiculous after a battle, but I'm totally passive.

Let the proud weapon do as you please, and that's it.

(Still, it was never bad)

Enjoy the shell-shaped super boobs as you wish.

It was definitely a good time, with some shiny cuteness, which is the prerogative of teenagers.

(But that satisfies me)

My heart was filled.

It was filled, but I didn't want to taste it again.

And that's not just me.

In fact, Braided Big Super Boobs has a lot of first-glance nominations. But there were devastating few repeaters.

Most visitors to the store are attracted to jumping super boobs and nominated.

But they didn't make a second nomination.

It's not that I have a bad reputation.

If I heard your thoughts, everyone would say, "Good."

Unfortunately, Braided Big Tits lacked something to make them think that way, wanting to see you again.

Two people with rare weapons, who can only work in a junior whorehouse.

In a way, those two might have been similar to each other.