"First, let's talk fundamental"
Yuut, alone with Akane in the bedroom, said fixing his gaze on a white sheet.
"What the hell is that outfit?
"It's a very superficial story."
Acorn was full of motivation and naivety against the yut of nagging additions and subtractions.
I can't help but have fun. That's the look.
"No, you know, the... I'm foolish to think there's too little context..."
"Isn't she cute?
In contrast to the illuminated and revered yuut, Acorn poses like an inviting cat on the bed without looking bad.
She still looks like she might say "nya" or something, but she deserves it when she says she deserves it.
For now acorns, with open chests and underwear that looks like a cat's face, wearing a cat's ear-inspired kachusha.
"Nyah. Don't tell me."
You cared for the shy yut, rubbing your body sweet as you pronounced a no-nonsense dialogue.
Daring, adorable, and worthy to call the little devil.
"Was the dog better?
"No, I know it's very good..."
Yet Yut was unable to look directly at the acorn, and responded with his gaze off.
If I stare, what happens? That is not the situation I cannot imagine.
I can't even push it.
"I like brave men too."
"Uh. Are you going to be my responsibility?
"You don't like it?
"Terrible."
But it is certain that we are in trouble, including the place of the eye.
Especially now that we were trying to talk serious.
In an attempt to calm down, Yut takes a deep breath.
But then, I became aware of the slight smell of incensed shampoo, which was counterproductive.
"Well, then, I'm sure you like it."
"... if you like it or not"
"Then why don't you say it because you like it or you love it?
"............... go through my office for comments"
Yut endured various impulses by aggregating iron self-control. I put up with it.
"Well, that's it for the trial."
"When is it going to be released, it"
Yut crushes in relief. As a matter of fact, he was about to lose control.
But still without alarm, my eyes remain off, waiting for the acorn to put on its clothes.
"That's right. We still have Mr. Alcia's share. You know what this means?
"What... so...?
Yut is flabbergasted by the bomb dropped by Akane.
That's... just imagine. No, at the point I imagined, it would be outrageous.
Unexpectedly, with astonishment, I opened my eyes.
By then, though Acorn had already changed into a ruffled outfit called Ashgrey trainer and shorts.
"By the way, there's no Val's share."
"It's, well..."
It won't be necessary for her of weight.
Yes Yut was convinced, but he was right in the sense that it was unnecessary, but for different reasons.
"Val, because vegetarian beating is enough"
"Vegan beating"
Unexpectedly, I was repeating myself.
"You just have to enjoy the taste of the ingredients."
"Oh, wow."
It would be better not to comment.
Yut avoided going deeper, with his animal intuition rather than reason.
"So, about our wedding..."
"Right. Let's talk fundamental."
Taking Yut's dialogue away, Akane asks with her index finger up as she sits on the bed.
"Need a wedding, do you?
"Zhu Yin says, it..."
Yut also knows Acorn doesn't have an innocent yearning like a child for weddings and wedding dresses.
Still, I didn't think Acorn would tell me.
"You bought a magazine or something."
"This is how you wanted to attract the interest of the brave..."
"Elementary school boy?"
"'Cause it's all about Val and Arcia and Yona..."
The grater and acorn cried down.
I know it's an act or a joke.
I know, but when they say that, it's weak.
"Ah. But you can keep Yona going. Because I have to. Because I have to."
"That's not a shame..."
Well, if we don't get along with the joke - decide to believe it's a joke.
"Does that mean you don't want to exaggerate too much?
"Right. When it's like Val's, it's tough..."
"If it's acorns, it's actually more connective than Val's."
Vermilio associates and clothing related. Nor is it unrelated to the merchants such as Hardenturm
In theatrical relations, he is also deeply involved with the troupe and the Temple of Riya.
Besides, there is a network of female aristocrats formed by Eudit.
Just in the country, this is it.
With the addition of relationships here outside the country and on the planet, a significant number, plus the degree of chaos reaches its culmination.
Additionally, although it may be a minute god (avatar), I can't even read how the gods came out. Especially if you're inclined to acorns - acorns, but not - the goddess of beauty and art, Riya, wasn't what you figured out what to do.
"That is the living testament of Zhu Yin. It's a medal."
"Responsibility shifted with a gentle smile!?"
As a yut, I can't say anything else.
Plus, it's a pleasure to be on the shelf about yourself.
"Even if it's my responsibility to give up a hundred steps, I wonder if you can see chaos at the planning stage. I don't know what to explain to my parents."
"This is God we met in different worlds."
My lady doctor's gonna have a head incision.
"Well, if you don't feel like it, you can send it ahead..."
A little too bad, Yut turns his mind around.
I don't mind because it's not something I can or will be forced to do, but then my future schedule becomes pretty tight.
"After this, Val's gonna have a baby, right? Along with that, our parents are coming this way, right?
"You don't know what's going to happen to Alcia either."
"I don't know about that either, but just holding a child is going to be the best I can do"
"I have a lot of work to do too..."
It's the trainer's. Break a thin, long finger that stretches out of your stiff cuffs and count the work that remains and the work that is likely to arise or derive from it.
"Sure, this may be the only time"
"Right?"
"Anyway, in a while, something critical in the world will happen again and you'll be busy."
"No, it won't happen."
Yut protests if it happens. Besides, I don't even like it and get caught up in it.
But Acorn's gaze at such childhood friends was extremely suspicious.
"Right. Let's not look back. Hope is in the future."
"No, even if they say it with those eyes... Ah"
As if he realized something he had forgotten, Yut raises his voice and diverts his attention from the acorn.
"Talk to me. See?
"No, I was planning to do something about the Verga Empire next year..."
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, it's good in a decade or so, but at my age... it's not like Jonah or Ren are going to get me ahead of them either"
That seems to be a complicated place.
Acorn puts his arms together - rather than supporting his chest with his arms - while conceiving.
"This is the time for magazines."
"Well, how about a tip?"
Arrange the Marriage Information magazine bought on Earth on a wide bed, skip the honeymoon article that was featured on the roll, and the two turn their sleeping pages side by side.
"But he's usually the one who does it at the wedding venue."
"That's right. I'm guessing it's wedding venues-related."
Regardless of the intelligent analysis, the main thing is to differentiate between "personality” and “hospitality” within the framework of regular weddings and receptions.
With the boundaries of yut and acorns, it's pretty tough to apply them as they are.
"I admire the dress... When you actually have a ceremony, it's hard to get here."
"There, I guess that one. In the end, either way, I wonder if that means either way."
"Right. If I could just wear a wedding dress, that would make me feel like..."
Acorn says that while turning the pages of the magazine.
Though I was in a good mood when I first heard from Yut that we were going to have a wedding, it seems my motivation has gone down in the face of reality.
"Oh, you've had photo weddings lately"
"Photo Wedding?
"Like a wedding in a costume and just taking pictures?
"Can that be called a wedding...?
"But not just in the studio, but in the location, we could shoot outside."
Pointing to the magazine page - the image of taking these pictures was torn apart - the acorn gives off its expression.
"Isn't it handy to send a picture that you're married? Just do the ceremony really well."
"No...... So, how about this?
Acorn's idea isn't bad either.
However, in order to make a suggestion in the form of getting on with it, Yut turned the pages of the Marriage Information magazine forward to open a curly honeymoon feature.