All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

"Slave girls affirm all your troubles!!!!! Come on!!!! I hope you shout alot too!!!!!!"

A characteristic husky voice that echoes all over the square. The floating smile of a slave girl is bruised, but not as if it were an intentional obscenity. The smile, which also encompasses wonder and cleanliness, shines with unyielding brightness that lifts the alertness of the person facing you.

At all the affirmative times that began, Ren pointedly pointed his mouth.

That feeling that someone definitely went in first the moment they tried to get in line. It's a matter of timing, not something wrong with them, but the one who feels interrupted and gets annoyed when he tries to use it.

Nevertheless, if I complain about this, it's just resentment. If you wait long enough, you'll take turns. I'm in game mode for the most part.

The tired facial alchemist began to talk about pounding.

"As you can see, I'm an alchemist and I work as an assistant professor at the Academy..."

Academy out.

Ren becomes more and more tannic to the coming history he hears. Speaking of academies, I mean the highest schools in this country. I am from with that sorceress.

An alchemist (alchemist) of adventurer's distress, researcher at the Academy. I feel like I'm not going to like the background I put out.

First, I think Ren is asking behind.

The faculty of the Academy is the most intellectual-class. Everyone will have plenty of room and smart people. People who grow up in the country and are too far away for Ren without all sorts of upbringing, but have the impression that it would probably be a gathering of intelligent, rational and logical people.

Wouldn't it be a luxury to be there and stress?

Adventurers are a lot of coarse, ready-to-hand guys, and incitement is a daily tea meal. Even though they say it's a competitive society that gets rivals out of their minds from other parties. Damn it, man. What kind of problems do you have with scholars who say it's their job to get to their desks?

Such ren seclusion and so on are not taken into account, of course, and the slave girl affirms the history of the alchemist (alchemist) energetically.

"That is amazing!!!!! Speaking of Academy Alchemists (Alchemists) a treasure trove of historical excellence!!!!! That's where you became an assistant professor is a testament to you knocking through the narrow and painful gates!!!!

"Ha, yeah, right"

"Really!!!!! The Alchemy Department is one of the first three divisions of the Academy to do so!!!!! It is an authoritative place not only in this country, but globally!!!!"

The young alchemist grins tirelessly at all the affirmations of the brightly sounding slave girl.

"Often, you know... Ha. I thought so too..."

There is no way the encouragement of a slave girl sounded to him. It just spills a dry grin.

It is as if you are sprinkling water in the desert. What the hell, and even Len, who is not a party, wonders about the state of the alchemist (alchemist) youth.

He gets the word out in such a way that the bottom corrodes and leaks water out of a brisket can with a hole in it.

"Well, when I was an apprentice, I had my professor look me in the eye, and I had him pull me up to the assistant professor, and instead of lecturing, I was putting myself into thesis and research..."

"Good job!!!!! I find it very difficult to reconcile my research with my lectures to students and my two jobs!!!!!

"No, that's... because research is like a hobby. So, while I was setting up the environment and repeating the experiment, the professor gradually turned my research results into his."

The content was heavier than I thought.

Len's awkward predictions and other levels of worry were so different that he flew away to a three-step flight.

Isn't this a little too heavy for stupidity? I mean, it's usually like a crime.

Unlike Ren, who listened beside him and accidentally stunned, the slave girl is still a professional. Affirms the concerns of the Alchemist youth.

"That's terrible!!!!!! What you think should be yours!!!!!"

"Yes. Yes, it is. At first, I asked you to give me a joint name. Because the professor doesn't have enough track record, he asked me to lend him your track record, and that's how I thought... it's becoming more and more normal to be a joint... sometime I was a joint, and this time, my name was finally shredded..."

"What a guy!!!!! That's exactly what I meant by wanting to steal!!!!! You act like a landlord in a house where you are a thief!!!!! He's a scumbag who even forgot he was a thief!!!!!

"Ha. Yes, it is."

Probably because it's Mr. at first sight. Slave girls and alchemist (alchemist) youths have not had a little conversation with each other.

Regular Mr. Sister knows the art of slave girls, the side to be affirmed. I know, so to speak, how to be comforted effectively. That's why he developed aloud and quickly to the point where he could fit his breath and exhale his heart.

But not the alchemist (alchemist) youth. In the first place, I guess I can't say I'm very good at talking to people. Squeeze out the blur and stupidity and devour your teeth with remorse.

"I just couldn't stand it anymore, and when I quit, the professor threatened me with something like," There's no way you can do it anywhere else, "or," Society is weak because you're weak, you're bad, "or," I'll crush anyone who runs away "..."

"It's an incredible way out to steal someone else's accomplishments and not acknowledge the person's worth!!!!! Growth of naked kings who have lived in narrow places!!!! That's the one you can't do anywhere else!!!! Throw that one away quickly and you will have a new life!!!!!"

"Yes. Still, I quit because I have an invitation from a private lab. Then the professor suddenly changed his attitude, and if he kept his mouth shut, he told me that he was going to give it to the associate professor, and I still didn't know what to do... so I thought I'd take the deal."

An alchemist (alchemist) youth caused a grin on his dry face.

"It's ok!!!!! It sucks to exploit it from others for being weak!!!!! Anyone who wants his convenient strength to make human society a weak eater can throw it in the dungeon too and remind him of the real weak eater!!!!!!"

"Wow, I know... that I'm just weak. But there's nothing I can do... it's also true that I don't know the rest of the world in college, and I'm not sure I can live a proper life elsewhere, so let's just..."

Leaked weak noise makes Len feel a little.

Terrible, weak tone. And most importantly, his grin, which has changed to stain, is so strange that it puts Ren's heart and guts out of the cold.

A mellow, cloudy grin spreads black like I've given up everything already, shattered to the bone marrow.

"All, give up, kijo's, iutoori -"

The voice of the alchemist's youth is dying. The dry words that go out break apart.

Honestly, for Ren, the concerns of the alchemist (alchemist) youth are outside the realm of understanding and empathy. Still, it turns out he's in an unusual mood and cornered to the brink.

Now, surely, he is about to choose a branch of his life.

Weak enough to throw a decision that should be serious at a girl on the side of the road that shouldn't matter to him.

Words that are obviously trying to take people's paths off. You can't be the first to affirm all this, and Ren sees a slave girl roughly.

She didn't get lost.

"Stay strong!!!!!!"

How different is it from Len, who was afraid in the bystander's position?

Not afraid of the darkness of his opponent even though he was in dialogue from the front, he shook his silver hair with a resolute smile, and the slave girl shouted out to blow up all the stars of the world.

"You shouldn't care what he says!!!!!! Old age is exactly what that professor means!!!!!!! I want him to realize that he is a criminal hiding his authority in a shield!!!!!!! I want all industry authorities to perish!!!!"

"Oh, uuuuuuuuu"

Spattering truthfulness.

Sig in a lot of stuff, I guess it was the limit. The young man finally cries out in tears at the voice of a vividly cut slave girl.

"Ugh... sorry. It's lame for a man to cry."

"That's not true!!!!!! You don't deserve to cry!!!!!! Everyone needs to cry when they want to!!!!! People can cry as many times as they want from birth to death as they want to cry when their baby is born!!!!!!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!

"Really!!!!! When I cry, I cry with all my strength!!!!! I don't have to think about anything around me!!!!!! I cry with all my strength!!!!!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The slave girl fully affirms the young man who began to cry with woe.

I don't have any of those feelings about a man crying in public, not being annoying, not being ashamed to cry outdoors. Just even, affirm the tears of the alchemist (alchemist) youth, letting something spill out of their bodies that they have put into their spilling minds together.

"Uh-oh! Why, I, I just don't want to!

"Really!!!!! I cry and refresh when it's hard!!!! It's bad for my body and my heart just because I see it!!!!! Spit out all the bad stuff and the landscape you see will change!!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!

Watching this exchange, Ren was noticed.

Slave girls don't just affirm the surface of words.

Attract and affirm the heart you desire. That's her.

……

It must have been enough while I was crying. Slave girl hides with a placard on her mouth. She is a girl who is clear in time.

The young man, who noticed her silent posture, once again, gives her a thousand phosphorous as she wets her tears.

The slave girl removes the placard from her mouth again.

"Yeah!!!!! I'm still asking!!!!! You must still have a lot of troubles!!!!!! Heh!

"Yes, I haven't said enough yet......!

The face of the alchemist (alchemist) youth who answered the slave girl was much more alive.

"Mm, for a long time, I'm not good with people, I can't exercise, that's why I've been studying hard. I could go on to the academy, stay in the doctoral program, be an assistant professor, and yet, this is the thing...!

"I know it's hard right now!!!!! That's why you shouldn't regret working hard on yourself!!!!! Conscious of the bad parts and encourage you to study to make up for it with another advantage!!!!! You were a connoisseur of researchers since you were a student!!!!! Not something anyone can do!!!! You are a chosen person, a grabbed scholar, a technician who stands on the future of the country!!!!!"

"So, but all I've gotten since I was a student is the well-guided one... that's what I regret...! I researched it and thought it was going to yield results and finally... they used it...! I thought you were a benefactor. The professor is like that, and I don't have eyes after all...!

"WHAT IS NOT YOU BAD!!!!!! That's why there's nothing like you being sick!!!!! You're working hard and you're moving steadily forward!!!!! How can that have to be interrupted by a guy who feeds people!!???!!! That's absolutely crazy!!!!!"

"Really...?

"Really!!!!!!! YOU ARE AMAZING!!!!! I stacked up my studies hard and got results from my research!!!!! It's so amazing!!!!

"Yeah, right"

"Damn right!!!!! Whoever stole your accomplishments is determined to let the evil deeds be exposed and broken!!!!! Because your achievements should be yours!!!!!!"

"Right!

"Really!!!!! It's no exaggeration to say that vested interests and industry interests are the ones that are holding back the development of the world!!!!! I can't believe I'm drooling in my lectures with that asshole knowledgeable face!!!!

"It really is!!

"Professors like Cass must be heavenly punished!!!!!!!!!!!!! So a young man like you puts a wind hole in the industry!!!!! It's when you need a fresh breeze!!!!!! In that breeze, you will be!!!!!!!!"

"Yes!!

Tensions also appeared in the voice of the alchemist (alchemist) replying to the slave girl. One more time after enough. He raised his voice and exhaled the dissatisfaction of his previous life.

I've been spilling my stupidity for half an hour now.

And time has come.

Slave girl closes her mouth perfectly and pulls the placard to her mouth.

There was no third extension.

"Thank you!

The alchemist (alchemist) youth walked away with a bright look after bowing his head deeply.

his back, the slave girl dropped him off with a quiet smile.

And when it came to Ren, it was the first time he'd ever known the darkness of the world.

It is something that has all sorts of troubles of different races in the world.

I thought smarter people lived smarter and more rational, but they don't. In the end, nothing changes. A depressed person is in a drooling dispute. Eat away just because it's a loss to live in peace. That's how they set the stage for weak people.

What about my environment compared to that alchemist (alchemist) youth?

Certainly adventurers are harsh. But in a way, it's easy to understand.

At least not around Ren, that bad guy who tries to manipulate 'his future' like he's been harmed.

Even that witch magician who makes Ren his enemy hasn't said anything wrong or unreasonable, even if it's harsh.

Besides, at least I have someone to admit to. The senior adventurers, who put Ren in the party with nothing on their way out of the country, will answer at all costs if they talk to him. The technology you are about to acquire will be your own. Didn't the senior adventurer tell you?

Ren said there was going to be.

In the first place, I am not even in a position to be troubled like an alchemist (alchemist) youth. previous stages of delivering results. I'm still a chick.

Wouldn't you?

Absolutely right!

"Oops!"

Ren, who self-affirmed by herself, regains her temper.

I am a blessed man. Isn't there just one person who's a little bit high up and doesn't like it?

Let's not use it today. That's what I thought, I saw the slave girl, and I realized.

……

A slave girl pointed in the direction of the day after tomorrow had sharp eyes.

Where are you gazing? It's the first look I've ever seen, even though I always say that when I'm hiding my mouth with a placard, I just have a chunky smile.

Staring unwittingly at what was going on, a slave girl noticed Ren's gaze.

……

The slave girl, who meets Ren in the eye, immediately loosens her eyes and smiles at her.

I wonder if it was my fault, maybe that's what it was with the bug. With his neck tilted, Ren leaves the square behind.

Still, I can work on my own. For now, the goal is one.

"Because, let me tell you I have that senior!

First, let the sorceress recognize herself.

The slave girl smiled truly and dropped off Ren raising her losing goal.