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The moment Otome finished speaking, her gaze unconsciously lowered.
My eyes immediately fell on my black sneakers.
This caused Yan, who had always identified as a woman, to have a sudden breakdown in her mindset!
What's wrong with the little one?!
Have you eaten your rice?
Do you really think having two lumps of fat there looks good?!
I just disdain it, not that I don't care!
If you want it to grow long, it'll grow back in no time!!!
Flames began to flicker on Homura's head, and she glared at Yamabuki Otome with hostility.
"Raven Feather, why don't you just cut her down? I happen to need a fox fur shawl!"
"As for the remaining fox meat, sell it to the shop manager to make barbecue!!!"
Hey~!
When did Flame become so violent?!
Matsu sat in the corner, frantically recording this scene that would never happen in Izumo-sou!
So it turns out that Yan's sore spot is when people say she has small breasts!
Ah Song wrote this down in his little notebook, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a crazy smile.
In this way, my "Izumo Manor Taboo Records" will be almost finished!
Song silently put away a notebook that was nearly two fingers thick, as if nothing had happened.
He sat quietly in the corner, observing how things were unfolding.
Aside from Homura, Karasu didn't seem to care much about Otome's comments.
After all, her hobby is killing people; body shape and such are completely outside her consideration.
It's just that she used to treat them like vegetables and chopped them up indiscriminately, calling them monsters and practically pointing her finger at her nose and cursing her feminine charm.
She couldn't stand it either!
As for the last person...
That's Kasumigaoka, hiding behind Otome.
He glanced down at his own little melon, then secretly shifted his gaze to the melon of the woman in front of him.
I did a quick comparison.
hiss~
I don't think I lost that much!
But why is Fox Spirit Matchmaker so sure that the shopkeeper likes big ones?
Could it be that they have already...?
Inappropriate images for children unfolded once again in the girl's already feverish mind!
The story's main characters have expanded from two to three!
The girl's blush deepened from a pale pink to a burning, flushed red!
Her eyes were alluring, her breath sweet as orchids.
Her moist eyes held a hint of desire, and her damp breath gave her an air of girlish innocence.
The two red marks left by the black pantyhose began to slowly overlap and intertwine.
Kasumigaoka, who should have been full of energy, seemed to have lost all her resistance at this moment.
She lay sprawled on the table like a shrimp ready to be slaughtered, her pretty face flushed red as she faced the glass.
This left Xiaoxiao, who was engrossed in eating, somewhat stunned.
She stared at Kasumigaoka with wide, round eyes, her expression very serious.
She even stood up and touched Kasumigaoka's forehead with her little hand.
They noticed the girl's forehead was very hot.
Xiaoxiao immediately looked at the other people in the store, but it seemed that no one noticed her.
Sobbing, she went straight through the small door and ran to the kitchen to find and pull Qingye.
"Huh?! What's wrong with Xiaoxiaozi?"
Aoba stared blankly for a moment when he saw Kosho run into the kitchen, then quickly squatted down to look at Kosho.
Although Shoko couldn't hear the voices, Aoba couldn't shake his habitual questioning.
The moment Shoko pulled him, she headed outside.
Realizing that Koshoko might have something she couldn't handle, Aoba could only put down the spoon in his hand for the time being.
Fortunately, he was making a salad for the grass right now; if it were any other dish, he probably wouldn't have been able to stop for a while.
Aoba was dragged to the front hall by Kosho. (Read super exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
The first thing I saw was a tense three-person group, seemingly at loggerheads.
The raven feathers held the scabbard, not drawing their blades.
Flames emanating from its body.
A girl with black hair and three pure white fox tails flowing down her back.
And Kasumigaoka, who was lying on the table with his head almost burning up.
Seeing that the atmosphere of the izakaya had almost completely changed, Aoba's smile and confusion vanished abruptly.
Instead, it took its place.
It is a calmness whose depth cannot be discerned.
I said...
He held Xiaoxiao's hand with his left hand and tapped the table with his right.
The atmosphere inside the shop instantly plummeted to freezing point.
"Can you be a little quieter?"
"Everyone?"
His voice didn't carry much emotion.
Within the confines of this izakaya, however, it seemed to force everyone to calm down.
Crow Feather released his grip on the hilt of the sword, gave Otome a deep look, and then bowed slightly to Aoba:
"Feel sorry."
She didn't linger; she turned and left without hesitation.
But as he passed the standard katana by the door, his fingers unconsciously tightened on the hilt of his own sword.
Click.
Pushing open the wooden door, a cool night breeze blew into the shop.
A gentle night breeze stirred.
The wisps of hair on the boy's forehead also moved.
"Ara..."
"Is Raven Feather really angry!?"
Feng Hua opened her drunken eyes, glanced around at the situation, and mumbled something under her breath, whether intentionally or not.
Song, who was taking notes nearby, nodded seriously.
An unknown light shone behind the glasses.
"Mr. Store Manager..."
As the other person opposing Otome, Homura also looked at Aoba with a slightly somber gaze.
She doesn't understand.
Why is it that the store manager acts as if he didn't see the woman's identity even though she has already made it so clear?
Those three tails are pretty obvious, aren't they?!
Isn't it said that humans and monsters are mortal enemies?
Is this guy really that blind?!
Flame expressed deep resentment towards Aoba, the unscrupulous shop manager!
Of course!
It's definitely not because that fox demon said she didn't have breasts!
Absolutely not! !
"Miss Yan, is there anything else?"
Aoba turned to look at Yan, whose flames had completely disappeared, a perfectly ordinary smile on her lips.
But it gave Flame a feeling of being gazed at by Miyako-nee once before!
This store manager...
has a problem!
"It's nothing, goodbye!"
Flame also left very suddenly.
Even the parfait that was already on the table wasn't touched.
"what?!"