Masho no Otoko wo Mezashimasu - 266 King.

Make a noise and move the stick inside the cylinder.

“Okay, now let’s get started!

Everyone nods at Shino-san’s voice. Confirming that, Shino-san proceeds with the game.

“Everyone, come closer so it’s easy to take the stick… Okay, let’s grab the stick we all like! This is a quick winner, so let’s be happy.”

Goku and someone rang their throats.

“Let’s go, let’s go!

I saw that moment when Minori threw a flashing hand. And whether the stick was the same or not, Minamiin-san took his hand from the side. Yachikusa-san secured the stick in the gap between the two contenders.

“Huh?

Mr. Mishima was taken aback by the series of events. Yachikusa laughed invincibly, and the two men who were taken the stick took the extra stick with their tongues. But this is not the only place to fight.

“Poetry… will you let go of that hand?

“Yuzu incense was faster for me, right?

“Poetry, have you lost your eye? No matter what you think, I was quicker.”

Chili and the stick scream, but they don’t loosen the hand they’re holding.

“Ah, why don’t you two have a fight?

Since there was no sign of giving up either, when I suggested so, they were reluctant to do so, and the winning poet got the stick.

“Gusung…..”

The losing Yuka had tears in her eyes and chosen a different stick.

Maicheng slowly picked out the extra stick and Mishima-san took the scary stick. And all I got was the last stick left.

I wonder why so much has happened in a single game. Percentage is going smoothly?

“Everybody ready? Okay, let’s go! It’s the king!

Everyone checks their sticks together. And he looked so painful that it was easy to understand. That’s because I was the king.

I’m the king.

When I said that, everybody looked like, “Mmm.” Probably dissatisfied with what wasn’t herself, but you said you were relieved that no other daughter was taken?

Well, I don’t know what to order now. They’re the ones who will be glad if I order them to be pornographic, in which case my gentleman’s position will be shaken. I hate it a lot. I always want to be noble.

I thought about it a little and decided to give the order without difficulty.

“Um, number four is 30 push-ups.”

When I gave the order, they looked at each other. It’s an order from the gymnastics club, but it’ll be a hassle if they take pride in their strength.

“Who’s number four?

“Hmm… it’s not me.”

“Neither am I.”

“Wow, I….”

It was Mishima-san who raised his hand.

… why hit her, the only weak girl on the scene?

“Um, it’s a push-up. Yeah… it’s okay…”

Mishima-san began to put his hands on the floor when he was about to move.

“Nhhhh… nnh…”

… after 30 times, there was a tight Mishima-san. If you see such a sight, the usual poets will be worried, but it seems that it is different today.

“Lily, Lily. Are you all right? If you can’t, you can rest in your room.”

“That’s right, Lily. Shall I take you to your room?

Shino-san and Minori-san are crying out with a nice smile. Other daughters nod that it is good. You’re trying to reduce your competition.

“It’s okay….”

Yoroyoro and Mishima-san return to their original location…. you’re out of health, but you want to do something so erotic to me?

“Okay, let’s do it a second time!

Put the stick back, for the second time. Everyone pulls the stick while fighting again and again, and I pull the stick at the end.

“” “It’s a king!

“Ah, it’s me again…..”

Everyone looks sorry again. Is it responding to a desire sensor?

Um, now number two is 30 squats.

“And number two….”

After listening to my orders, Mishima-san had a stunned look on his face.

“Um, Mishima-san again?

When I heard that, I was nodded with crying eyes…. no, even if you look at me like that…

“Uuu….”

But the king’s orders are absolute. Mr. Mishima finished his squat with a helo.

“Yikes, I’ll definitely win!”

Mishima-san said so with a sad determination.

For the third time, I’ll be the king again… But if we get here, the orders will be in the same system.

“Now number five, 30 abdominals.”

At that moment, Shino-san’s faces turned towards Mishima-san.

“I can’t lose… I can’t lose…”

That’s how Mishima-san started his abs. After seeing that, Shino-san and the others turned to me with an unspeakable face. I’m distracted from that gaze. Minori tends to hesitate to say.

“Um, Mr. Amber. The bootcamp is in the middle of it….”

No, I’m not aiming for anything else.