While we were choosing cosmetics, Henry & Armand bought weapons and had their armors repaired (whole parts were replaced), then we joined up and went to have a delicious lunch at a popular restaurant.
The restaurant offered dishes such as sandwiches or omurice.
All around us, from girls to grandmothers, is it woman-only wagon!? I mean, there are only women inside.
Henry and Armand are looking uncomfortable.
Because they’re the only men in the hall.
What’s the most remarkable is there aren’t any male waiters.
When placing orders, the two were fidgety.
A waitress carried our dishes.
“Those are cute uniforms”
Miriam said completely unable to read the air.
Armand glanced at the waitress and immediately averted his eyes.
Her skirt is short!! The uniform is surprising.
It’s cute, isn’t it…?
“Thank you for waiting. Here’s chicken sandwich, bacon sandwich, omurice, and mixed grill”
Armand found himself next to the waitress in a miniskirt, he’s acting suspiciously.
A mixed grill was put in front of me.
The hamburg steak looks delicious!!
While I was savoring the taste, Miriam and Henry ate their sandwiches in the blink of an eye.
Armand haven’t finished even half of his omurice yet.
“Hey… Alice-chan’s hamburg steak looks delicious….”
Get out!!
You food begging devil.
I ignored her and kept on eating.
Then, Miriam grasped my left hand.
Hiii….
Stop pressing your jellylike breasts on me…
“One bite…”
I couldn’t escape from clutches of evil.
Her breasts are pressing on my arms, and with her chin placed on my shoulder her face is so close her hair is sticking to my face.
She’s like a pet dog!!
She’s like a begging pet dog!!
“I, I understand…”
“Yaaay!!”
Needless to say, Miriam pierced what was left of hamburg steak with a spare fork and took it all.
My hamburg steak…
“Delicious”
Sob sob
“Ah? Alice, aren’t you eating your cherry tomato?”
Henry appears to be interested in my cherry tomato.
“Ah, I dislike them”
“Even though they’re nutritious. It’s also good for beauty. Can I have it?”
Beautiful young man Henry. His femininity is high!!
“You can”
The moment I said that.
A coffee milk pot a waitress was carrying ruptured and Henry got completely drenched with milk.
“Wa… Hia…”
“Oh my. Miriam’s stress level reached maximum”
Father, who doesn’t have to come out anymore, for some reason began explaining.
“Is it Miriam’s magic?”
“No. When Miriam’s stress level reaches maximum, a bug occurs in the game. For example, an item suddenly breaks…”
“So, that’s why the milk pot ruptured?”
“That’s right. It would be nice if it relieved her stress…”
“By the way, can’t I take photos with this screen?”
“Huh?”
Not understanding the meaning, father stiffened.
“At the moment, even if R-18 BL occurs I can’t take a picture!!”
“Ha…? Haa… Photography is forbidden. Then~”
“Isn’t it terrible!!”
Henry is glaring at the waitress with teary eyes while wiping the milk with a hand towel.
“I am sorry”
Ah, my long-awaited BL pictures in an instant…
“Alice-chan? Alice-chan?”
Miriam is saying something and shaking my shoulders, while I’m looking at Henry with frustration.
While we were choosing cosmetics, Henry & Armand bought weapons and had their armors repaired (whole parts were replaced), then we joined up and went to have a delicious lunch at a popular restaurant.
The restaurant offered dishes such as sandwiches or omurice.
All around us, from girls to grandmothers, is it woman-only wagon!? I mean, there are only women inside.
Henry and Armand are looking uncomfortable.
Because they’re the only men in the hall.
What’s the most remarkable is there aren’t any male waiters.
When placing orders, the two were fidgety.
A waitress carried our dishes.
“Those are cute uniforms”
Miriam said completely unable to read the air.
Armand glanced at the waitress and immediately averted his eyes.
Her skirt is short!! The uniform is surprising.
It’s cute, isn’t it…?
“Thank you for waiting. Here’s chicken sandwich, bacon sandwich, omurice, and mixed grill”
Armand found himself next to the waitress in a miniskirt, he’s acting suspiciously.
A mixed grill was put in front of me.
The hamburg steak looks delicious!!
While I was savoring the taste, Miriam and Henry ate their sandwiches in the blink of an eye.
Armand haven’t finished even half of his omurice yet.
“Hey… Alice-chan’s hamburg steak looks delicious….”
Get out!!
You food begging devil.
I ignored her and kept on eating.
Then, Miriam grasped my left hand.
Hiii….
Stop pressing your jellylike breasts on me…
“One bite…”
I couldn’t escape from clutches of evil.
Her breasts are pressing on my arms, and with her chin placed on my shoulder her face is so close her hair is sticking to my face.
She’s like a pet dog!!
She’s like a begging pet dog!!
“I, I understand…”
“Yaaay!!”
Needless to say, Miriam pierced what was left of hamburg steak with a spare fork and took it all.
My hamburg steak…
“Delicious”
Sob sob
“Ah? Alice, aren’t you eating your cherry tomato?”
Henry appears to be interested in my cherry tomato.
“Ah, I dislike them”
“Even though they’re nutritious. It’s also good for beauty. Can I have it?”
Beautiful young man Henry. His femininity is high!!
“You can”
The moment I said that.
A coffee milk pot a waitress was carrying ruptured and Henry got completely drenched with milk.
“Wa… Hia…”
“Oh my. Miriam’s stress level reached maximum”
Father, who doesn’t have to come out anymore, for some reason began explaining.
“Is it Miriam’s magic?”
“No. When Miriam’s stress level reaches maximum, a bug occurs in the game. For example, an item suddenly breaks…”
“So, that’s why the milk pot ruptured?”
“That’s right. It would be nice if it relieved her stress…”
“By the way, can’t I take photos with this screen?”
“Huh?”
Not understanding the meaning, father stiffened.
“At the moment, even if R-18 BL occurs I can’t take a picture!!”
“Ha…? Haa… Photography is forbidden. Then~”
“Isn’t it terrible!!”
Henry is glaring at the waitress with teary eyes while wiping the milk with a hand towel.
“I am sorry”
Ah, my long-awaited BL pictures in an instant…
“Alice-chan? Alice-chan?”
Miriam is saying something and shaking my shoulders, while I’m looking at Henry with frustration.
