The scene has changed, and the inn is at night.

Cunei sat on the floor with a tag hanging from his neck saying, "I was peeking at a date with a fellow man."

The seating style is unique, with legs folded, knees folded, and buttocks on the heel. It seems to be a kind of seating method passed down to Mikage's hometown, but if this is the case, it will be shaped like a foot claw on the floor.

"Um... mikage. This posture is very painful."

"What's wrong with that?

"Ah, nothing."

I hear the face pulled by the cunei, but from behind, the lizard who exerts intimidation and "gogo" slashes it.

"Uuu, why me?"

Next to Cunei, Aina also sat down in front of her face. The tag hanging from my neck says, "I couldn't stop peeking at my friends."

"It's very hard for me to let Eina do this, too...."

Well then...

"However, I will stick the kejime firmly."

Ah, yes.

Whether the opponent was originally noble or not, Mikage did not forgive. Even with a polite tone, Eina sank with impetus. I continued to sit on my knees with great restraint.

At this moment, it is undoubtedly Mikage who reigns at the top of these allies (parties). By that time she was quietly angry.

That's all, Mikage also enjoyed dating me. Or maybe he's more angry about being interrupted than he was peeking.

As for Cunei, he said that he really cared about us before he set it on fire. Aina was also guilty of the same crime because she didn't stop Kenai, even though she didn't think it was really good.

Though I thought Cunei and Aina were pathetic, when I thought of Mikage, I could not speak.

I won't misunderstand, but it's not because I was definitely afraid of mikage. Please don't make any mistakes.

No one will ever beat an angry woman.

I nodded without thinking of Gram's words as if I had enlightened myself.

However, in retrospect, I also had something to reflect on.

My buddies these days seem a little runaway about the Cunais.

"Ugh...."

Inside, Gram's grievances stabbed me.

I'm talking about dealing with the two of you involved with Cunei and Aina.

The same was true when I blew the Bandit's best friend off with the Great Demon Blade of Dragon Destruction (Balmunk), but for some time now I have been reacting hypersensitively to various events against my lovers.

Even for those two.

Suddenly there was no need to cheat the back throw. At best, I would have grabbed my shoulders and stopped them, and if I could just persevere, I would have finally shut them up with a back throw.

Ah, the back throw doesn't change after all.

I know it in my head. Neither Cunei nor Eina is weak enough to be protected by me. If you're a bad dick, you have enough strength to handle it easily.

Yet I can't bear to see the men approaching them. If we don't exercise a little more restraint in the future, we may finally find ourselves in trouble.