Now then. When the farewell-party-like dinner ended, I called out to Letree-san.
"Letree-san. Don't go back yet; please keep me company for a bit."
"…Yes!"
And everyone returned to their rooms.
Letree-san is fidgeting, or rather panting haa haa as if in heat.
When only me and Letree-san remained in the courtyard, the breaths sounded unusually loud.
"Masaru-sama. Quickly. Please…!"
"Um, the reason I had Letree-san stay is because there's something I'd like to ask."
"Yes. I'll prepare right away."
Apparently I've caused a misunderstanding.
Letree-san undid the waist cord and removed her clothes.
The clothes everyone is wearing have a simple structure of just pulling them over the head and tying the waist with a cord, so undressing takes only an instant.
"Please. Use me as much as you like, plenty. I won't lose to the young girls! Aah. At last I can be held by Master. I'm happy. Hah hah, hah hah!"
…No good. Completely misunderstood. Her eyes are those of a bitch in heat.
