Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

Late in the day, in my study, I was reading a survey.

I ordered Mimis to put it together, a detailed investigation of the Dreams.

Twelve members in all, working as bandits across the continent.

It is recognised by the common people as a forceful thief because it blesses the common people intact with what they steal.

There is also a totally hard side to call a fornicator, because the person who steals it gets to the point of being "rich".

Speaking of common "fornicators," it's called "stealing from the bad rich and blessing the common people," but the fantasy group ignores "bad" and attacks the rich anyway.

Some of them include merchants who do legitimate business.

For this reason it is good for the common people, but if you look at it from a ruler's point of view, they are the ones with more headaches than regular prostitutes.

"But you have a copybook for everyone... oh, this guy's gonna do it with my brother"

After I saw all the people's op-eds, there was only one guy I had never seen at all.

He's a man with his upper body all over him, bragging about his muscles.

"... you're saying this looks like me?

I kinda hated something.

Just like the photo album of the hookers, the magically photographed personage is as he is, but the way he's posing as Macho is, his pectoral muscles were still so tight that they seemed to move hiccups.

I really hate it when Curros and the others keep their mouths together and say "he looks like my brother".

"Phew..."

Breathe and regain your composure.

"You were here, Hermes."

That's when my sister came into the study.

The usual dress, the elegant hesitation with the spine pinned and stretched.

Behavior of the lady herself, she came beside me.

"What is it, Hermes, with such a sigh"

"Oh, take this."

Offer a human copybook.

Because Mimis has been telling me about the Fantasy Regiment when she was on duty, your sister will know, and even if you don't know now, it's not to hide it.

That's why I made it look normal...

"Ko, this is..."

Stunning sister, blued her face for some reason.

"What's up, you know this guy?

"Naked Man...... Sigh...... Sage Time!?

"Huh?"

"Oh man!

My sister quickly took the manuscript out of my hand, opened the window and threw it over the sky with a sumptuous form.

"And what's up, sister?"

"Hermes, that's no good!

"To?"

"We must not go down that road. I'm still happier with me and thinking about it - not normal!

"What the hell are you talking about, sister?"

"When this happens...... I just have to make HHM48 rush"

Bite your thumbnail and crush your sister with a contemplative face.

"HHM48? What the hell is that?"

"It's short for Hermes Harlem 48. A project to gather girls of all ages from all over the territory for various screenings, nurturing and adding to the harem of Hermes"

"You've done too much. It!

"You're the head of the Viscount, aren't you? They're scrutinizing whether it's cheap or not. Of course, all virgins, I don't have to tell you this is obvious."

"Oh, it's a serious story."

I don't understand why abbreviations and 48 are numbered, but whether it's cheap or virgin is a pretty important part of being a nobleman.

"Yes, take this."

My sister removed a palm-sized crystal ball from under her sleeve.

"What is this?"

"It's what makes hermes lust. Depends on how many HHM48 members you have. You can collect up to 150 soon."

"48 Meaning Where!?

I thought as I went in.

I'm a little allergic to what you're saying about the way your sister did it (,), but this is a natural story as a nobleman.

Rather, it might be a good idea to play the prodigal lord who is delayed in alcohol color.

And... no, just in case.

"This is a measure of lust alone."

"Yes, I am."

"There's nothing else like combat power or magic, is there?

"Why do you have to do that?

Instead, I've been asking back, sister, feeling like...

I see, do you really mean just lust?

Then you'll be fine.

I received a crystal ball from my sister and remembered how to use this kind of item - squeezing it gently.

Next moment - Pareen!

The crystal balls emitted light, making noises and scattering them.

"Behold, it is not measurable."

"Oh."

Are you that strong, me?

Well, as for the man with strong libido...

"This is something that even legendary sexuals can measure up to 777 people a day, right? More lust than that... Normally, you'd be running wild and attacking without sight..."

Crushing sister, eventually said, "Ha!" He shivered and looked at me with the eyes of something very scary.

"What's up, sister?"

"Ortier was hurting the pride of a whore..."

"Is he even leaking that?"

Not at all.

"Heh, Hermes..."

"So what's up"

"The woman's body... it's good, isn't it?

"... we 're-!

I plunged into a grand, denying it with the momentum of flipping the heavy desk in the study.

"I've been misunderstanding that since earlier, but I'm not! I normally like girls!

Stand up, shift a portion of the bookshelf, and appear a hidden bookshelf.

Take out one of those books and give it to your sister.

The title is "Just an Ortier," a collection of photographs of an extinct beauty who became an Ortier ancestor, as the whores began to name her Ortier.

Sister took it, after turning it apart.

"Oh man!

and threw it out the window with a sumptuous form.

"You throw it in the end!

"If you're interested in girls, why don't you show them that way?

"Reason, reason."

I pointed it out.

It's a very obvious story, I'm not going to hide it or need it.

"I'm not saying I don't have lust, nor have I ever wanted to. But normally, you suppress it with reason."

"... Ri?

"What's with the bar-reading and the dying surprised face?"

"Reasonable enough to suppress such super lust...... wow! Holy saint."

"Ugh!"

How so.

If this happens, I'll just have to exercise my libido, HHM48 and all of them...... no.

If you do that...

"Superhuman lust, heroic!

I can see my sister sparkling her eyes.

... Huh? What is this, a situation that might be packed?

"Hermes, not a girl, after all..."

"Master! Please keep your archery on today!

Midea jumped in there.

My sister, who called herself my disciple and saw Midea with a young limb hating her big tits, with a changed and calm face, gently put her hands on my shoulder and glanced straight into her eyes.

"Hermes, I don't have any complaints about this kid, but at least wait for him for the next three years"

"Ugh!"

You want to make me a monkey so bad, sister!