Ceiling...
　the ceiling of Magda's room
　the first sight one sees every morning

　--Charlie!

　And the first sound I always hear is the sound of footsteps and coins walking down the corridor.
　the clashing sound of small change in Jiro's pocket
　and the sound of a quiet knock... and the voice of Jillo opening the door and asking Magda...

"Magda, are you awake yet? I'm going in."

　I'm up now.
　Magda, however, decides not to wake up.

　To show off Magda's restless sleeping figure to Jiro approaching the bed.
　Today, I'll try to show off my s*xiness with a languid pose.

"...huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
"You look so sleepy that I'm going to lose my neck."

　It's strange...
　It's supposed to be a breathtaking, agonizing pose.

"Can you get up?"

　He caresses Magda's head, and Jillo asks.
　Naturally, I can get up. My brain and body are already awake.
　I'm pretending to be asleep.

"...Mmmm......70 minutes left."
"Long,"

　Actually, it's a lie.
　I'm conscious, but I'm heavy. The eyelids won't open. ...I'm just sleepy.
　Magda's theory is that there really isn't anyone who can get up early in the morning.
　You should not get up in the morning. Morning is a thing to go to bed again.

　The manager, who can get up early, is just a little out of his line. As you can see from that breast, the manager is a different human being, another human being... no, neo-human. ...that is, a big breast can get you up early...oh, sleepiness can be isolated from the breast......is it possible?

　What do you mean by that? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Here! Don't sleep again!"

　I don't know Jiro yet. Women with modest breasts can't isolate sleepiness, this is a specification.
　Therefore, it is the right to sleep twice, of course. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I don't think it's an estella.

"Get up, get up! You're going to kill the beast Swarm today, aren't you?"
"...that's right,"

　All at once the drowsiness blew away.
　Today there will be a joint hunt between the Hunting Guild Headquarters and the 42nd District Branch.
　First chance to go to the woods with the guild chief, Medra Rossell. I can't afford to miss it.

　Magda too, to get that strength someday.
　We can't afford to miss the chance to stand on the same battlefield.

"...change clothes."
"Well, I'm going downstairs,"

　Why are you going down?
　You can help me... Jiro lacks a little force. You're very weak at pushing.

　With just a little dissatisfaction, Magda changes into "out" clothes.
　Outside the street gate is different from inside the city.
　Wearing life-saving gear, she holds her beloved masakari.
　This gives me energy. to the point where one can almost cut one's sword when one finds the enemy

　I went down to the first floor, and went out to the dining-room floor.

"Darling! I'll do my best today, so please support me!"

　There was Medra Rossell.
　Magda kicks the floor and dives into her pocket.

　Attack????

"Oh, you're hot-tempered, tiger girl!"

　But Medra Rossell takes the huge blow of Masakari lightly with her nagging hands.

"But isn't it rude to mistake Atashi for a beast, no matter how half asleep he is?"

　get a relaxed smile from the strong
　Hmm... strong.

"No, if I see you as soon as I wake up, I'll do the same. But I'm not confident in my strength, so I'll run away with a sock-ho."
"Oh, my! Darling's! You're joking too much!"
"...I'm not kidding,"

　Medra Rossell unleashes her "cuteness" on Jiro, a woman's weapon that she has been hiding for decades.
　I've heard that no man feels bad because he's clearly liked. ...and probably not all night long. That really disgusting face like "Oh my gosh, I might have reversed it if I had had a late night snack" must be a cover for embarrassment. In other words, the other side of the favor... Medra Rossell can't rest her aggression because she knows it.

　I can't help but say that.
　Medra Rossell has the experience and ingenuity to be the head of a hunting guild and the ability to execute it immediately, understanding the characteristics of her opponent and instantly developing the best tactics.

　Jiro is vulnerable to 'push'.
　I can't believe that in such a short time a woman would see through Jiro's weaknesses."
　And one more thing... ...Yashiro loves big milk more than three times.

　In other words, Medra Rossell... ...is Magda's rival in love.

"...hey,"
"Hey, Tiger-daughter! What do you think of resuming the attack after a long thought?"

　...d*mn it! After all, you can't compete in a physical attack...?

"... Jillo,"
"Huh?"

　I just stared at Jiro without saying anything.
　I'm sure Jiro will understand.

"…yes, yes." Oh, you're a spoiled child."

　Breathe out lightly, and palmro caresses Magda's head.And it gently rubs the base of your ears.

"... whoop!"

The view that I am a spoiled child is somewhat regrettable, but I am willing to accept it for my own sake.

　I glanced at Medra Rossell and saw Magda staring enviously. ...no, I'm staring at the fluffy palmro. ...that's the predator's eye.

"... all right!"

　Medra claps her hands as if she had thought of something. It sounded like a head‐on collision between a carriage and a carriage. ...to be caught there...to die.

"...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"What's wrong with you!? What's wrong with you, Medora?"

　Medra Rossell kneels down, stooping forward and brimming with fighting spirit.
　The fierceness of the Yodamari-tei is enough to blow away the fighting spirit.
　Then Medra Rossell's ears pop on her head.

"...Darling.........Jeez,"

　Then he looks at Jiro.
　one's eyes wide open
　a fixed gaze
　lock on

"I'm sorry, I don't have any money right now..."

　Jiro apparently judged Medra Rossell's passionate gaze to be Katsuage.
　I can't help it.
　Bad guessing is one of the things that looks like Jiro...but it's possible that he's too good to guess...

`Well! Darling's goof!'

　Clamping his armpit and shaking his upper body with a clenched fist against his cheek is cute.
　Medra Rossell... a strong enemy.
　Probably Jiro's dostrike. I'm sure Jillo is vulnerable to these pushy giant breasts. Falling is only a matter of time.
　...I can't help but be careless.

　I hear that these obedient girls look absolutely cute to a man, even though Magda sees them as nothing but idiots.
　There's also a saying, "Avatar is an ebony." ...not to be underestimated.

"Hey, Magda! I'm ready... ...

　Usse Damare, who came to Yodamari-tei, peels at Medra Rossell, who shakes her body in the store. ... oh, I managed to escape faint. Strong mental strength. Date is not in charge of representing the branch.

"Yasilo . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Why do you tell me!? Well, you guys, go straight to the 41st leg! Why are you gathering here!? The 41st leg has a gate!"
"I'm here to pick up Magda,"

　Usse Damare points to Magda and says.
　Today I was to ride in a horse-drawn carriage in the Hunting Guild and head to the 41st leg with the members of the branch.
　But you needn't come all the way to pick me up."

　I know the spirit of Usse Damare.

"Good morning, Mr. Usse. Good luck today."
"Oh, the manager! That's strange! Oh, my! I'll do my best! Leave it to me!"

　...unknowingly, Usse Damare is a fan of the manager.
　His eyes glanced back and forth to the manager's chest. Should I charge you? ... Oh, no. Jiro goes bankrupt.

"... Medra Rossell,"
"Call me Mom, Tiger-daughter!"

　………………………………

"Don't look displeased!"

　Magda's mom is the only one in the world, so she can't call Medra Rossell a mom.

"Guilds have guild rules! If they can't obey, I'll fire them."

　That's a problem...
　Magda is a member of the hunting guild, so he is placed in the Yodamari-tei.
　glance at the manager

"What's the matter, Mr. Magda?"

　When Magda disappears, the manager tries too hard by himself again...
　Then, look at the palmro.

"Huh?"

　Jillo needs......magda. I don't need a reason. I'm sure I need it. I'll cry if I'm not there. Cry!

　Then Magda can't get rid of the hunting guild.
　There's someone who needs it.
　So...

"………………Medrama,"
"Well......... well, that's all right."

　This is a last‐minute compromise.

　There is more to report to Medra Rossell.

"Usse Damare loves big breasts."
"Oh, Magda!? What are you saying!? Oh, oh, when did I do that?"
"...If it's a big breast, it's a wild runaway of gammers and glances."
"Listen, man!"
"You! Did you look at Atashi's chest like that?"
"You haven't seen it, mommy!"

　Packed by Medra Rossell, Usse Damare turns pale.
　Well, you ought to be punished this much."Taemae, Magda! Remember later!"
"... Usse Damare,"
"What!"
"...Why, why do you said he.
"...what, you? Are you going to force me to give you a thumbs-up? Or it would be a problem if you were to call me off."

　Oh, that's why Usse Damare...

"...there is a kind of 'kaku' in human beings."
"Why are you looking down on me, Temae?"
"Well, you guys, just get on with it."

　Usse Damare, who has been noisy since the morning, is scolded by Jiro. Only Usse Damare

"...are you going to get in trouble?"
"Because you are included!"

　Usse Damare says something that doesn't make sense. Yes, let's ignore it.

"...shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"Oh, you're so annoying!"

　Usse Damare, who gets angry, is like a child.
　I don't like it. Adults who can't grow up...

"Mr. Magda,"

　Then, an overgrown adult, the manager comes in front of Magda.

"... again this morning,"
"What are you talking about?"

　hide one's chest as one says so
　You already know...

"I heard that Magda is on logistical support because she is with the Guild's Medra and others today."

　With a troubled face, she clenched Magda's hands tightly.

"It is precious to work hard at work, but I hope you will not get hurt... and I pray to God that Magda will come home safely."

　The manager always wishes Magda well before she goes hunting.
　I've never been done before I came here.
　I've always been doing it since I came here...

　Even if this becomes a matter of course, Magda will never forget her gratitude.

"... I swear to the manager's breast."
"Where and what did you swear?"

　The manager lets go of Magda and hides her breasts again.
　...and Magda could take a lot of money away, too. I wonder if we can only collect it from Usse Damare."

"Well, Mr. Magda," A girl shouldn't say such a thing.
"...keep in mind,"
"If you don't be careful, you'll end up like Jiro."
"Well, Jeanette. Can you tell me more about the true meaning of what you are saying later?"
"Ah!? Yes, soot, I'm sorry, I was just so upset..."

　The manager is a bit natural.

　……………correction It's quite natural.

　This store is good.
　Every time I go out living here, I think like this.

"Let's get back home properly..."

"...Yasilo, the manager. I'll be back."
"Oh, be careful,"
"Mr. Magda, this is your lunch box. If you're hungry, eat it."
".........many."
"Yes. Breakfast, lunch, and insurance for using 'Red Moya' total five."
"...to be saved,"

I'm concerned that you abbreviated the word 'red shimmery something glowing,' but the manager couldn't help it. Like memorizing the official name. It must be difficult for the manager.

"Darling, I'll do my best, too.
"Yes, yes. Do your best."
"Ugh!"

　Medra Rossell smiles broadly.
　Jiro, by any chance...The talent to be a beast...

"Well, here we go, boys!"
"Oh!"
"...all right,"

　Then the Magdas left the Yodamari-tei.