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Well..., it was Meer, completely depleted by her own tree sculpture, but she quickly regained her mind and stepped into the school building.
Shortly after entering the school building, the children were lined up, as if to welcome Meer.
And in the front row, Meer's face-to-face children refrained.
"Oh, you guys..."
"Himedanka, it's a hiccup!
"Well, could it be a waggle? Long time no see."
The most vocal was Waggle, grandson of the chief of the Loulou tribe.
It is Meer, who did not know for a moment because she cuts her hair beautifully and is dressed in a school uniform.
"How have you been?
"Yes, it's you. Oben, it's a bit much today..."
- Oh, yeah, I knew it...
Meer deeply sympathizes. If you don't have to do it, you don't have to do it.
And because I was thinking about that......, seeing the girl next to it, Meer is going to accidentally pull her cheek.
"Dear Meer, as you promised, I am able to study. Thank you."
Celia, a brilliant girl in an orphanage, bowed her head in a certain tone.
"Oh, oh... yeah, you seem to be working hard, more than anything."
Meer looks at his face and sweats a little.
"You're on the road too, you son of a bitch!" I completely forgot that I arranged for Celia to be admitted to the school in the spirit of, and yet to be admitted to, a special class under the strict guidance of Garve.
Could that be sarcasm? and so on, while leaning his neck, Meer grins to delude himself.
"Um, are you okay? It's hard, isn't it?
Meanwhile, it shouldn't be hard to be taught to study to death by that Ludwig master..., I'm sorry I did something, and it's a reflective mea.
"If anything is painful, don't hesitate to tell me. I'll take care of it."
In the meantime, I'll put in a follow up.
Anyway, it is up to me to prune the seeds of harassment that I have inflicted on others. Don't be avenged later...... or it's hard to get revenge or something! It is Meer, who will show you the best and the kindest. Meer's arms cross, the plotter of the cautious!
In the words, in Celia's eyes, there are thin tears.
- Hi-ha! So, it's hard enough to cry? Or do you resent me so much that you cry!?
etc., and was a rushing meer......,
"Thank you, Master Meer. It's okay, you've been very good to your teacher too... I want to dream that you can study like this"
Celia grinned after wiping her fingers of tears floating in her eyes.
"Oh, yeah... what? Well, please don't push me."
Then Meer turned her attention to the other boy.
"Good mood, long time no see, Cyril"
To an important keyman, Meer smiles with the fullest of charm.
Anyway, it depends on his motivation to decide whether or not a new wheat will be produced. At best, you have to stay in a good mood.
"In a good mood, Your Highness Princess Meer"
Cyril lowering his head. but on its face, only slightly, there was a teasing look.
"Oh? What do you think, Sakari?
"... no, nothing"
That being said, my voice seemed kind of grumpy. It was always then. Celia unexpectedly approached me......,
"Um, Mia... Cyril seems flattered that me and Waggle are abandoned by Meer..."
"Because, Mr. Celia. Don't say anything extra!
Cyril panicked, stopping Celia. Those cheeks were slightly red!
- Well! How cute!?
Seeing that, I accidentally cum on the boy, it is Meer (22)! She is a bad adult sister!!
- Something, Abel used to say that, too, but this is what boys are for!
I feel stuck smiling and a grin spills out of my mouth.
"Ugh, you look better than anything, Cyril"
Then, naturally, I'll call you out. And, Cyril, after a moment of pompous face,
"Yes. Thank you, Mia!
I turned my cheeks bright red, I said.
To her adorable reaction, Meer has totally taken her mind off it.
- Hehe, if you're willing to do this, it's cheap. If this kid doesn't hold on, we won't be able to make wheat, and I want you to do your best.
and so on, while thinking about something very immediate in his mind, Meer turned her attention to the children behind it.
"Well, what about the kids behind it?
There were about ten children there.
Everyone was stifling their faces at the tension when Meer turned to them.
"It's mostly an introduction from a priest's temple in the Crescent District. And then there are a few children from neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighbors in an introduction to Rudolphon Neighboring Toho...... We still don't have a single descendant of a central aristocrat because of the lack of facilities and the example anti-farming ideology."
To Garve, who explains that, Meer said softly.
"Oh, you don't have to call me that."
Anyway, the primary purpose of this school is to make Cyril Rudolfone make cold resistant wheat. Useless long objects, such as noble children who are likely to get in the way of it...... Though I thought......, Meer added there.
"If the name of the school grows, people will come together every day."
That's not my fault that half Yoisho against Garv, the other half..., doesn't bring people together in school! The purpose was to evade responsibility!
If the school does merit, people get together = People don't get together because the school doesn't merit = It's not my fault! is.
When Meer was satisfied with the logic of perfect self-defense......, one woman walked over there.
"Dear Meer, welcome to a far away place"
"Oh, Princess Asha, be in a good mood"
With her gaze on, Meer looks at Asha's clothes and looks a little surprised.
"I'm sorry for dressing like this, Mia."
Asha grinned bitterly, pinching her own clothes.
What she was wearing was thick, cheap fabric, like clothes worn by civilians.
"This is the work clothing used by Peruvian farmers. I can't go to the field with a dress..."
"Well, you are... Um, can I touch you for a second? I see, you look like a good cloth anyway...... It looks sturdy, and next time you go mushroom hunting, this..."
... was a meer with no hesitation in research.
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Well..., it was Meer, completely depleted by her own tree sculpture, but she quickly regained her mind and stepped into the school building.
Shortly after entering the school building, the children were lined up, as if to welcome Meer.
And in the front row, Meer's face-to-face children refrained.
"Oh, you guys..."
"Himedanka, it's a hiccup!
"Well, could it be a waggle? Long time no see."
The most vocal was Waggle, grandson of the chief of the Loulou tribe.
It is Meer, who did not know for a moment because she cuts her hair beautifully and is dressed in a school uniform.
"How have you been?
"Yes, it's you. Oben, it's a bit much today..."
- Oh, yeah, I knew it...
Meer deeply sympathizes. If you don't have to do it, you don't have to do it.
And because I was thinking about that......, seeing the girl next to it, Meer is going to accidentally pull her cheek.
"Dear Meer, as you promised, I am able to study. Thank you."
Celia, a brilliant girl in an orphanage, bowed her head in a certain tone.
"Oh, oh... yeah, you seem to be working hard, more than anything."
Meer looks at his face and sweats a little.
"You're on the road too, you son of a bitch!" I completely forgot that I arranged for Celia to be admitted to the school in the spirit of, and yet to be admitted to, a special class under the strict guidance of Garve.
Could that be sarcasm? and so on, while leaning his neck, Meer grins to delude himself.
"Um, are you okay? It's hard, isn't it?
Meanwhile, it shouldn't be hard to be taught to study to death by that Ludwig master..., I'm sorry I did something, and it's a reflective mea.
"If anything is painful, don't hesitate to tell me. I'll take care of it."
In the meantime, I'll put in a follow up.
Anyway, it is up to me to prune the seeds of harassment that I have inflicted on others. Don't be avenged later...... or it's hard to get revenge or something! It is Meer, who will show you the best and the kindest. Meer's arms cross, the plotter of the cautious!
In the words, in Celia's eyes, there are thin tears.
- Hi-ha! So, it's hard enough to cry? Or do you resent me so much that you cry!?
etc., and was a rushing meer......,
"Thank you, Master Meer. It's okay, you've been very good to your teacher too... I want to dream that you can study like this"
Celia grinned after wiping her fingers of tears floating in her eyes.
"Oh, yeah... what? Well, please don't push me."
Then Meer turned her attention to the other boy.
"Good mood, long time no see, Cyril"
To an important keyman, Meer smiles with the fullest of charm.
Anyway, it depends on his motivation to decide whether or not a new wheat will be produced. At best, you have to stay in a good mood.
"In a good mood, Your Highness Princess Meer"
Cyril lowering his head. but on its face, only slightly, there was a teasing look.
"Oh? What do you think, Sakari?
"... no, nothing"
That being said, my voice seemed kind of grumpy. It was always then. Celia unexpectedly approached me......,
"Um, Mia... Cyril seems flattered that me and Waggle are abandoned by Meer..."
"Because, Mr. Celia. Don't say anything extra!
Cyril panicked, stopping Celia. Those cheeks were slightly red!
- Well! How cute!?
Seeing that, I accidentally cum on the boy, it is Meer (22)! She is a bad adult sister!!
- Something, Abel used to say that, too, but this is what boys are for!
I feel stuck smiling and a grin spills out of my mouth.
"Ugh, you look better than anything, Cyril"
Then, naturally, I'll call you out. And, Cyril, after a moment of pompous face,
"Yes. Thank you, Mia!
I turned my cheeks bright red, I said.
To her adorable reaction, Meer has totally taken her mind off it.
- Hehe, if you're willing to do this, it's cheap. If this kid doesn't hold on, we won't be able to make wheat, and I want you to do your best.
and so on, while thinking about something very immediate in his mind, Meer turned her attention to the children behind it.
"Well, what about the kids behind it?
There were about ten children there.
Everyone was stifling their faces at the tension when Meer turned to them.
"It's mostly an introduction from a priest's temple in the Crescent District. And then there are a few children from neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighbors in an introduction to Rudolphon Neighboring Toho...... We still don't have a single descendant of a central aristocrat because of the lack of facilities and the example anti-farming ideology."
To Garve, who explains that, Meer said softly.
"Oh, you don't have to call me that."
Anyway, the primary purpose of this school is to make Cyril Rudolfone make cold resistant wheat. Useless long objects, such as noble children who are likely to get in the way of it...... Though I thought......, Meer added there.
"If the name of the school grows, people will come together every day."
That's not my fault that half Yoisho against Garv, the other half..., doesn't bring people together in school! The purpose was to evade responsibility!
If the school does merit, people get together = People don't get together because the school doesn't merit = It's not my fault! is.
When Meer was satisfied with the logic of perfect self-defense......, one woman walked over there.
"Dear Meer, welcome to a far away place"
"Oh, Princess Asha, be in a good mood"
With her gaze on, Meer looks at Asha's clothes and looks a little surprised.
"I'm sorry for dressing like this, Mia."
Asha grinned bitterly, pinching her own clothes.
What she was wearing was thick, cheap fabric, like clothes worn by civilians.
"This is the work clothing used by Peruvian farmers. I can't go to the field with a dress..."
"Well, you are... Um, can I touch you for a second? I see, you look like a good cloth anyway...... It looks sturdy, and next time you go mushroom hunting, this..."
... was a meer with no hesitation in research.
Well..., it was Meer, completely depleted by her own tree sculpture, but she quickly regained her mind and stepped into the school building.Shortly after entering the school building, the children were lined up, as if to welcome Meer.And in the front row, Meer's face-to-face children refrained."Oh, you guys...""Himedanka, it's a hiccup! "Well, could it be a waggle? Long time no see."The most vocal was Waggle, grandson of the chief of the Loulou tribe.It is Meer, who did not know for a moment because she cuts her hair beautifully and is dressed in a school uniform."How have you been? "Yes, it's you. Oben, it's a bit much today..."- Oh, yeah, I knew it...Meer deeply sympathizes. If you don't have to do it, you don't have to do it.And because I was thinking about that......, seeing the girl next to it, Meer is going to accidentally pull her cheek."Dear Meer, as you promised, I am able to study. Thank you."Celia, a brilliant girl in an orphanage, bowed her head in a certain tone."Oh, oh... yeah, you seem to be working hard, more than anything."Meer looks at his face and sweats a little."You're on the road too, you son of a bitch!" I completely forgot that I arranged for Celia to be admitted to the school in the spirit of, and yet to be admitted to, a special class under the strict guidance of Garve.Could that be sarcasm? and so on, while leaning his neck, Meer grins to delude himself."Um, are you okay? It's hard, isn't it? Meanwhile, it shouldn't be hard to be taught to study to death by that Ludwig master..., I'm sorry I did something, and it's a reflective mea."If anything is painful, don't hesitate to tell me. I'll take care of it."In the meantime, I'll put in a follow up.Anyway, it is up to me to prune the seeds of harassment that I have inflicted on others. Don't be avenged later...... or it's hard to get revenge or something! It is Meer, who will show you the best and the kindest. Meer's arms cross, the plotter of the cautious!In the words, in Celia's eyes, there are thin tears.- Hi-ha! So, it's hard enough to cry? Or do you resent me so much that you cry!?etc., and was a rushing meer......,"Thank you, Master Meer. It's okay, you've been very good to your teacher too... I want to dream that you can study like this"Celia grinned after wiping her fingers of tears floating in her eyes."Oh, yeah... what? Well, please don't push me."Then Meer turned her attention to the other boy."Good mood, long time no see, Cyril"To an important keyman, Meer smiles with the fullest of charm.Anyway, it depends on his motivation to decide whether or not a new wheat will be produced. At best, you have to stay in a good mood."In a good mood, Your Highness Princess Meer"Cyril lowering his head. but on its face, only slightly, there was a teasing look."Oh? What do you think, Sakari? "... no, nothing"That being said, my voice seemed kind of grumpy. It was always then. Celia unexpectedly approached me......,"Um, Mia... Cyril seems flattered that me and Waggle are abandoned by Meer...""Because, Mr. Celia. Don't say anything extra! Cyril panicked, stopping Celia. Those cheeks were slightly red!- Well! How cute!?Seeing that, I accidentally cum on the boy, it is Meer 22! She is a bad adult sister!!- Something, Abel used to say that, too, but this is what boys are for!I feel stuck smiling and a grin spills out of my mouth."Ugh, you look better than anything, Cyril"Then, naturally, I'll call you out. And, Cyril, after a moment of pompous face,"Yes. Thank you, Mia! I turned my cheeks bright red, I said.To her adorable reaction, Meer has totally taken her mind off it.- Hehe, if you're willing to do this, it's cheap. If this kid doesn't hold on, we won't be able to make wheat, and I want you to do your best.and so on, while thinking about something very immediate in his mind, Meer turned her attention to the children behind it."Well, what about the kids behind it? There were about ten children there.Everyone was stifling their faces at the tension when Meer turned to them."It's mostly an introduction from a priest's temple in the Crescent District. And then there are a few children from neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighboring Neighbors in an introduction to Rudolphon Neighboring Toho...... We still don't have a single descendant of a central aristocrat because of the lack of facilities and the example anti-farming ideology."To Garve, who explains that, Meer said softly."Oh, you don't have to call me that."Anyway, the primary purpose of this school is to make Cyril Rudolfone make cold resistant wheat. Useless long objects, such as noble children who are likely to get in the way of it...... Though I thought......, Meer added there."If the name of the school grows, people will come together every day."That's not my fault that half Yoisho against Garv, the other half..., doesn't bring people together in school! The purpose was to evade responsibility!If the school does merit, people get together = People don't get together because the school doesn't merit = It's not my fault! is.When Meer was satisfied with the logic of perfect self-defense......, one woman walked over there."Dear Meer, welcome to a far away place""Oh, Princess Asha, be in a good mood"With her gaze on, Meer looks at Asha's clothes and looks a little surprised."I'm sorry for dressing like this, Mia."Asha grinned bitterly, pinching her own clothes.What she was wearing was thick, cheap fabric, like clothes worn by civilians."This is the work clothing used by Peruvian farmers. I can't go to the field with a dress...""Well, you are... Um, can I touch you for a second? I see, you look like a good cloth anyway...... It looks sturdy, and next time you go mushroom hunting, this..."... was a meer with no hesitation in research.
