Chapter 701

Chapter 701: Dark Elf Dance Night

It’s a little late for a healthy family dinner.

We tend to forget that we are in a thriving city with businesses starting in the food and beverage industry, but in the countryside it’s basically time for kids to go to bed when it gets dark.

I mean, at sundown, we all finish our jobs, and at the same time it gets dark, dinner signals. And the mother lays the children to sleep, and the men have time to drink. Human beings who could not easily use magic, staying up late also led to waste of fuel bills.

So, I enjoyed it until it was completely dark, and I had to drink for dinner.

Then the other way is also to meet up with the Horny Brothers.

“Once we get back to the carriage, we need to get the porn scrolls.”

“Shall I take it?”

“No, I’ll go myself. I mean, Emma takes everyone to the tavern.”

The porn scroll is the one I got from Horny Brothers. Plus letting a girl carry a porn scroll is awkward in many ways.

“There’s a distance to the landing point of the carriage, and I think the Lord should slow you all down…”

“It’s a matter of touching delicate masculinity, please let me like it”

Although you have some sense of norms and shame, there’s something about Emma that’s a little uneven as a girl. Sounds like a dragon.

The baggage on the carriage would not even need to be loaded and unloaded in such a hurry, which left most of them on board.

There will be no one to steal… or even steal it. Polka has a dragon already, so if they hit them, they’ll know who did it more or less. With a smell or something.

But, well, maybe he’s a little too distracted by the peace of mind he’s back at home. After the demon gives it to someone, then we become unhappy with each other.

“Maia!”

I struggle in the dark to find a porn scroll, and then I call Maia. If you’re somewhere in Polka, you should be here any minute.

… and flew away in about a minute.

“Did you call?

“I need you to carry the carriage to our… Smythson family garden…. after you eat it.”

I kept a big boned meat in one hand about where I was eating it.

“Eat right away”

You even became a dragon body and tried to eat it all at once, or you tried to bish pose the meat with one hand, so stop it.

“No, you don’t have to hurry. It’s a waste of time eating good food fast.”

“… I’ll eat in a bit of a hurry”

“Yes, yes.”

Let them eat as they sit together on the table and stroke their heads.

The way a cool looking girl eats boned meat so hard is somewhat of a mismatch and a bit soothing.

So, they carried me in a carriage with Maia’s wings (I got in the carriage too and they carried me with them), and then I went to the tavern.

Then there was a light on the road in front of the tavern, and a simple table and chairs were provided to show the appearance of the Blue Sky Tavern.

“… what, something happened?

“No, no. You brought him in, that guy”

Asking the master of the tavern, the master points to Mr. Cosmos with his dandy moustache.

Mr. Cosmos…… was wearing some sort of flirty, feathery decorative clothing and chatting with the old people with pleasure.

“What are you doing, Mr. Cosmos?”

“I was angry when I said I was a grand whore, so I greeted you in the sitting arts.” “

“Sitting art…”

“Improvised Dance”

“Mr. Knoll’s here, but he’s got another heart attack.”

“Ugh. ‘Cause when that kid comes, it’s gonna be exciting, right?

Apparently, Mr. Knoll created a stream of dance nights in anticipation until he burned his sense of confrontation and started dancing.

You mean fat liver or deep nostalgia even though they’re obviously going to make you a front seat.

“And I’m pretty confident, too. I still have a lot of experience in life.”

Mr. Cosmos rotates and poses all the time. Whistling and applause from the old men.

While the overall cloth area is large, the costume, which accentuates her bouncing movements all the more with an emphasis on the chest. Mr. Cosmos, small but with a strong chest presence, is rather proud of nature and the gaze that gathers there.

“Then another song. Mr. Rantz, Mr. Gort, please.”

“Ha. I’ll take care of it”

“Let’s do it, buddy.”

For some reason, in the corner of the Blue Sky Tavern is a goat with a hand slapped drum in front of it and a rant with a bell on a short cane.

Nobody can play Celesta dance music over here because nobody knows it, but these guys, the few Celestas who know it, aren’t very deep in music. For this reason, they cloud their tea with rhythmic instruments without melody.

“Ha!”

The two of us speak up, Gort pounding the drum passionately with Pacapoco and Rants ringing a champagne bell as he shook his head back and forth.

Listening to it just by ear only sounds like a proper performance (once Gort’s drums are properly tempered), but these guys play funny to see with that. but of course the old men in the audience haven’t seen anything about men.

Mr. Cosmos flips a feather coat and dances with pleasure. Even though it’s cobblestone, it flips sideways against the cosmic backspace, and it looks like a pretty daring action.

And of course, it’s an inflammatory slit skirt down there, so if you flip it, you’ll see underwear and the old men fist and get very excited.

This is going to make Goethe’s festivities.

“Master, don’t you have a guitar? I want to play too.”

“You could go to church, but we don’t have it. It’s a tavern that doesn’t usually do this.”

I was going to add up, but is that just what you’re going to do?

While doing so, Mr. Cosmos’ dance ends in a bishy manner, and the Yayaya applause occurs.

“How did it go -? Are you excited?

“I wonder if Chirali was deliberate.”

When I laughed bitterly, I threw bones and fruit skins at my old men from the side.

“This is Andy! Oh, my God!

“Although it would be art! What’s a chill, you impure bastard!

… that’s such a pure substitute for you guys, this dance.

“Well, of course not.”

Mr. Cosmos takes off the ladder with his fingers on his lips and winks. Old men who suckle and cock.

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That’s right.

So, Mr. Knoll arrives from the hot springs and naturally comes aboard Mr. Cosmos’ meal.

“Oh, that sounds like fun.”

“Why don’t you come with me?”

“Of course. I can’t leave you to do it in my area because of how many of my sister’s best friends you are. Lucino, let’s go.”

“I can’t… I mean, Andy, you fucked me and I can still dance, Sister Knoll?

Mr. Lucino, who was invited by Mr. Knoll, quickly heckled about the table.

And the gaze of the old men gathering at me.

“Hey, Andy, come on.”

“Who’s in there and who’s got your hands on, you porn kid!

“Round trip! It’s round trip here, so keep it down, old men!

Me defending the flying foods with plates that were around.

Mr. Knoll flirts with the old men because of me.

“You mustn’t fight. You can’t dance in a rough place, can you?

“Ah, oh.”

“No, this is like that greeting.”

Olds are weak.

No, dark-elf beauty is going to be sexy dancing, but you can’t crush it willingly.

“Well, they all had their hands on it.”

Mr. Cosmos said he wanted to go away and eventually I was exposed to the sight of the old men.

“Master, help me!

“Hinofu’s… Mr. Cosmos, let me in. 7 new people? Are you thinking about the rest of this?

The master was completely frightened. I don’t know if it’s pretty good when they say it again, too, but I had no choice. Look, there’s a flow.

By the way, I handed over the porn scroll. ‘Cause in the end, it wasn’t the air we could both pass without playing all the time.

The next day.

I just ran into Mr. Hilda and a stranger on the road.

“Ah, Mr. Hilda. I haven’t seen him since we broke up yesterday, but where…”

“Swallow and I were having fun with the hot spring liquor. Hey?

“Atashi wasn’t the other way around.”

“… eh”

It took a few seconds to understand that the person next door was Lady Swallow.

I have about half my stature.

“Yeah!?

“I don’t know what reason it was decreasing, but if I squeeze and feel sick while I look at it, I won’t. What is that Spirit Springs? Isn’t that a curse or something?

“Yes, no the… Seriously?

Although I still feel slightly puffy compared to a normal dark elf, I don’t think I’m the same person even though I have the same outfit. That’s how fat I was originally. Maybe 100 kilometers is enough to exceed it at leisure.

“That’s actually Swallow’s healthy body. I’m still in the middle of treatment.”

“I was ready for some physically diminishing healing from spitting and letting it out, but it really disgusted me that my body was getting thinner and thinner just because I was soaking in the bath… did something about my atashi dissolve in the water?”

“It looks natural to lose weight with diarrhea and stools, but it’s unhealthy, isn’t it? It’s not like there’s dozens of kilos in the human digestive tract.”

“That’s why you won’t have this way of losing weight. That’s crazy.”

“The action of Miracle Spirit Springs outweighs cutting edge medicine. It doesn’t feel good to be healthy sooner than I thought.”

“All my underwear is useless…”

Mr. Hilda waves at me with a grudge and walks down the road to the hot spring with the lady.

I had to raise my hand reflexively, gooper and send it out.

… I hear Jackie’s daughter-in-law said you don’t lose weight in Spirit Springs, but you lose weight if it’s only to the extent of your healthy body. With such momentum.

That’s just amazing.

(cont ‘d)