...

"Ah. Something is wrong here."

Looking at the little ghost who was struggling, I suddenly exclaimed.

"Where~~where~~?"

Little Ghost seems to have reported more than 90% of his H-text (that is, it is a long and large-scale H-text since falsely I overthrew the beautiful and beautiful elf maid). Satisfaction... No, it should be said that at the beginning it was to vent the dissatisfaction of seeing me and the little fox, but now I am gradually immersed in my writing.

So when she heard me say something like this, she panicked suddenly. The pair of so-called silver eyes that looked like torches and dreams were beautiful. They kept searching cleverly on the notes. The poisonous eyes were like a family with decades of experience in grocery shopping. The housewife walked through every vegetable shop with an empty vegetable basket.

"Here here, you see..."

Taking advantage of her panic, I took the pen and paper from this little ghost very naturally, and then made a small modification on it, and the person who didn't know which stone popped out from, had a miserable life experience (in the H section) Added settings) Elf Maid, the name changed to Alice.

"Wow~~Wow wow~~~!!"

Seeing that your proud work has been modified to the most important part, so changing your own name is not a report. Instead, is it like having a diary for eccentric hobby girls who like to record their own shame?

"But... hateful, even my triumphant work, Xiaofan, you have a good consciousness, even if this is the case, then I also..."

I don’t know why the flaming little ghost grabbed the pen paper from my hand, then modified it on the note, and proudly glanced at the report after the second revision.

There is no novel method, just to imitate my method and change my modified Alice to another name, uh, Fini.

"..."

"puff----!!"

This is too much taste, why must it be the false girl? If the dead rotten girl of Aleus could see it, maybe...

Well, if she sees it, the reaction is really unpredictable. On the one hand, this dead and rot woman is not a beautiful man like me. I don’t have any interest at all. I’m not sure in advance that the interest here refers to basic interest. On the other hand, Fini, who has been completely masochistic, the gender boundaries are too vague. To be honest, I think Aleus admits Fini The odds of being a man are not great, so say...

Hey, now is not the time to digress, it is not the time to consider these! !

I was shocked. I quickly grabbed the notes, and it turned out to be the case, then I... Hum, as a senior man, I certainly know that the same moves cannot be used against the enemy for a second time, so I am not going to change it this time. 'S name, but me, as another protagonist, what should I change to, right, it should be changed to the vigorous Hans.

That’s right, it’s Hans. It’s not the Hans of the Hanbag squad. It’s just the same name. I’m talking about another man, Hans. Although his name appeared before, many people may have forgotten. Okay.

Name: Hans

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Occupation: Barbarians

Nickname: Man

Features: It is big and has all the advantages and disadvantages of a barbarian.

Notable features: The mass is particularly large, the skin is shimmering like the brownish oily luster of the brothers, and the body hair is strong. It is said that if this person spreads his arms and runs. The arm hair on the arm will dance in the wind. It is said that an old hen once mistaken his chest hair as a henhouse and laid an egg in it.

Personality: I like to show off, especially proud of my elastic muscles and strong body hair.

Hobbies: Undressing in public at the bar to show your muscles and body hair.

Create your own nirvana: embrace the man, hug the enemy in your arms, and suffocate him with strong chest hair to die.

"..."

In short, although I haven’t seen it, judging from the content of the rumors, it looks like it would be like a tight-fitting workwear that would wear a repairman, half-pull off the coat chain, and sit on the park bench chicly, saying "no Is it a horrible man with the line "?"

In a tent outside the elves, under the early morning Xu Feng, a beautiful maid's dress was greeted by the wind, and it looked extraordinarily sunny and beautiful. With a lovely smile, she hummed in a relaxed and lovely tone and would wash her clothes. Hold it out and dry it one by one.

Huang Chengcheng's bell on the neck, with her pleasant movements, made a clear sound, and the blue sky, the light breeze, formed a feast of audio-visual touch, even some occasionally passing elves, also for this beautiful scene Stunned.

"Meow~~!!"

Suddenly, Fini had somehow fought a cold war, and even the wet clothes that were about to dry in her hand fell to the ground.

"Meow~ Meow~~, how is this chilling feeling meow? Is it cousin again, or the red-haired evil spirit who is meowing his own idea~~?"

Fini, who had a bad feeling in her heart. This seems to have appointed a helpless wail, picked up soiled clothes on the ground, and went back to wash again.

"Fini, hurry up, the wedding ceremony will begin soon."

Oona, who also had a spatula in her hand, greeted Fini.

"Wait, come meow~~"

Fanny quickly hung up the rewashed clothes, and the panicked pair trot towards the tent as if they would fall at any time.

"What is stupid, still blaming me for not letting you see the lord? It's not that I said you, aren't you bullied by him enough, he is clearly a demon with a mortal coat."

"Oona Meow, no...it's not like this. My cousin just likes to bully people a little, there is no malicious meow~!"

"Fini, I said to you, if you go on like this, someone will sell it one day."

"Meow... meow?! Difficult... Could it be said... Do you want to sell Fanny Meow~?!"

"It's not me! It's not me, idiot! Are you really incomprehensible or pretending to be stupid?! Don't cry, idiot! No wonder adults like to bully you, that's the case, I want to bully you now. egg!!"

"Sure... Sure enough Oona wanted to sell me meow~?! I... I... meow..."

This is the daily life of the young couple with delicate relationship. Outsiders can no longer tell who is the husband and the wife.

"Wow……"

After changing my name to the male Hans, I and the head of the little ghost gathered together to read the notes from beginning to end, and all subconsciously exclaimed. The stomach was violently tumbling, but fortunately, he hadn't had breakfast.

"How do I describe it? I always feel that this is not a horrible, disgusting feeling. Should I use [hunting strange] to describe it?"

The little ghost tilted his head, and the deep silver pupil was full of confusion.

"..."

"..."

"Burn it."

After staying for a while, I said the same with Little Ghost, and put it into action, throwing this short H novel, which combines graffiti and hunting, into the brazier.

At this time, the little fox came back in the morning with three people, and at first glance saw me and the little ghost around the burning brazier. The body exudes the curse of "burn, burn, and completely disappear from this world".

I always feel that these two guys have happened a lot in this short period of time.

Lucia bulged her mouth slightly, trying to pretend not to care, but she felt a little sour in her heart.

"You fox, shouldn't it be something weird in it, try to poison this saint."

At breakfast time, Little Ghost asked with a distrustful glance at the food in front of him.

It is said that this is a special food of the elf family, and it is a food with a subtle name such as "special jam sandwich biscuit".

Some people may say that the name of jam sandwich biscuit is nothing to be fussed about, but think about it again, why do you want to add the words "special" with an obvious dangerous smell in front of you? Such as "special jam", "special bread", "special juice" and other dangerous foods.

Besides, aside from the word "specially made", in fact, "biscuit" is quite interesting, why can't it be changed to "pancake"...No, this is not appropriate, why can't it be changed to a more correct " "Bread", no, it's a bit...

After a short stay, I raised my eyes to farsightedness and burst into tears.

The text is really too profound.

"Hum, then don't eat well."

The little fox shook his tail, revealing a cunning and dangerous smile.

"Do you think this would make this saint mad? It's naive."

The little ghost actually shouted sharply, and when I was applauded for the strength that she suddenly showed, she picked up the special biscuit in front of her and handed it in front of me with a pleasing smile on her face.

"Xiaofan, come, ah~~"

"..."

In other words, does it matter if I die?

"This taste~~"

With a bite, I immediately showed a complex expression.

It cannot be said that it is unpalatable, and of course it is definitely not delicious. This is a taste that exceeds the limit of the taste detection function of the human tongue. Quite...complicated, it instantly gave me the idea of ​​"the gap between human taste buds and elven taste buds, is there the same huge distance as human eyes and dragonfly eyes"?

In short, temporarily list this as dangerous food at the same level as Aunt Lisa’s special jam.

"Woo~~"

The little fox who started to enjoy it also showed a rather complicated look.

"Huh, why didn't you stop eating?"

Putting the last piece into the bulging mouth, looking at our expressions, the little ghost asked vaguely.

"..."

There is no way, even diamonds can be eaten with relish. Even if there is such a performance, it is not surprising that I exchanged eye contact with the little fox and made such a judgment.

As if the time had been counted, Kane arrived just after breakfast.

"Elder Fan, congratulations~~"

As soon as he entered the door, the cheerful Kane pretended to be congratulating.

"Together with joy."

I smiled subconsciously.

Kane: "..."

Huh?

"In short, put on your clothes first."

Kane put the snow-white lining and sky blue jacket dress that I picked up last time in front of me, laughing and urging.

A moment later, someone's mourning sounded in the room.

"Little ghost, come in and help~~"

The dress of the nobility, to be honest, this was the first time I wore it. I didn’t expect it to be so complicated, so in the end, I could only ask the ghost of the second-generation prince party who had died two thousand years ago to help.

Sure enough, although this little ghost usually looks like a confused fool, when it comes to wearing this kind of clothes, it shows a wealth of experience. With her help, I quickly put on the clothes and felt good about myself. Come out from inside.

"how about it?"

As the saying goes, people rely on clothing to be beautiful...cough, this is true, at least I think so after putting on the clothes. This dress, which takes into account both the human noble style and the elves' preferences, is indeed very good. Just like a good weapon, even the uniform-faced cannon-great soldier equipment can cause great trouble to the protagonist, that's it.

"Good, good." Kane nodded in satisfaction.

What made me care was the little fox, who turned around me several times, holding his elbow and holding his chin in a thoughtful look.

"It really is……"

"What is it?" I cared about her evaluation a bit and swallowed.

"Sparkling ordinary... right."

From the mouth of the little fox, I got such a subtle evaluation that it is impossible to judge whether it is praised or degraded or whether it should be smiling. However, even the little ghost who is a long-time enemy nodded in agreement, and I also nodded. This delicate evaluation can only be accepted with a subtle expression.

With such an expression, stepping out of the door and facing the brilliant sunrise, the figures of the old drunkard and dwarf winter melon appeared outside.

"Oh, isn't this the pack mule that was lost in my house a few years ago? Why did it appear here?"

The old drunkard will greet me for a long time.

"nonsense!"

The dwarf winter gourd glared at the beard.

"Don't you see it? What he looks like now is clearly my disdainful son Tualatin!"

That is to say, Tualatin is equal to pack mule? Dwarf winter melon, you really have no mercy on your son.

I spit out these two people's ridicule in my face without expressions~lightnovelpub.net~The so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late. Today is our happy day, and this account is first remembered.

"Fan Fan, Fan Fan is so handsome, he is more handsome than Drizzt!!"

The lively little girl Tiya watched me pounce.

Thank you for your compliments, but Tia, I’m still too late. I still have that self-knowledge. In terms of appearance, the level of me and the super-precision prince can’t be compensated by clothing. This obvious flattery can only make me feel inside. Contains sympathy.

Touching Tia's little head wiped a sad tear, I thought so.

"Really, in Tia's heart, Fanfan is more handsome than Drizzt!!"

Tia seemed to be trying to comfort him, staring at himself with a serious eye for even more convincing, even flushing his face.

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The voltage jumped a bit, and thousands of words were floating, considering starting a UPS...