"Carris, what do you think of this?"

"Master, I think it's better to be pink. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Really?" "It's better to listen to girls. Ian swapped out the ribbon that wrapped the birthday gift box for a pink ...... I won't say anything about what's in it for now.

With the help of the maid, Ian, who was waiting at the door at the moment, was wearing a young master in a formal suit.

Parents are cruising in the field on a business trip, this is no problem, the layout of the living room is completed. The birthday cake was also prepared. Now all you have to do is wait for the main character to arrive.

"Young Master, doesn't your academy stipulate that students can't leave the school at night?"

"Well, actually, I'm confused, but their sisters are said to be able to figure it out. Ian smiled, and to be honest, he was curious about how the sisters came out. "Maybe it's over the wall?" replied thoughtfully, based on his own knowledge of them.

"What a faux pas, discuss this behind our backs!"

Then, it happened to be heard by Tifa, who had just arrived here, and frowned.

"I haven't been here for a few months, and the seniors have changed a lot here. Tina, who came in later, looked around and smiled.

"No, your delusion, the change is only due to your sudden request. "Ian has a dead fish's eye and asks someone else to help you prepare for your birthday party or something.

"Aha, where is the food?" Yan Moling looked around, and his eyes converged on the long dining table in an instant.

"......" didn't care about the old lady's drooling shame, and Sartre quietly chose a corner where no one was leaning on.

"Let me see......" Tifa leaned closer to the table around her. The juice was there, the wine - some undisciplined instructor who arrived first went straight in Ian's direction to the cellar.

I don't know what's in the tray under the lid of the cutlery, but it probably smells like meat.

"Don't try to eat first. "Ian needs to be reminded of this.

"Why, are you a foodie for me?" "Hey, girl, what's in your hand...... Well, drinks don't count.

"Why are they so slow, could it be that they let me go?"

Well, it's Cao Cao Cao again.

In the distance, the bustling noise and whining of the army could be heard...... When I got closer, I could clearly see their expressions as if they were prostrated after a summer gym class.

“...... What happened to you?" Tifa asked, confused.

"Over the wall!" xN

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There's not much to say about the birthday party.

Similar to big hotels, there are a lot of delicious foods for you to eat to your heart's content, the only difference is that because they are all classmates who know each other well, there are not so many inhibitions.

BGM ...... for Birthday Party Anyway, no matter how fierce the guests were, the old butler meticulously played the elegant and soothing piano music...... Even if one of the cakes accidentally smashed into his old man's face.

That's right, cakes aren't meant to be eaten, but thrown away!

"Hahaha, the old lady is invincible, fools !!" Is it the juice that adds wine or is it affected by the atmosphere of the birthday party? 100% is the latter, Tifa, who stepped on the table with a cake in hand, took the lead in opening his head!

"It's a civilian, even basic eating etiquette-" Corinna, who showed her superiority to herself, was smashed in the face by a cake of unknown ...... And then also rampage!

"......" The bottom of the magic sword user is there, indicating that Sartre, who is just silently hiding in the corner and wanting to eat, quite calmly dodges the sneak attack of cakes from all angles, and he is currently the cleanest on his body, and the corners of Sartre's mouth can't help but raise a curvature...... Until I turned around and saw my old lady's triumphant smile, and the hand holding the cake......

"What's that...... Ha ...... "Persuasion is useless, Ian thought bitterly. It's not wrong to have a good time...... The problem is that the venue is his house, and it is he, the maid, who is responsible for cleaning up. Calis's expression stiffened.

"It's worthy of being a sister, even throwing cakes is so chic. "Hold up the magic shield and dodge the cake bombardment. Tina said she didn't want to get her clothes dirty.

"Ah~~~Ah!! "The former one is the satisfaction of touching the girl's skin and taking advantage of it.,The latter is the pain of being slapped on the face and being pumped away at the same time after being discovered.。 Barthes doesn't change his life, but judging from Barthe's expression, it seems that he is enjoying being pumped by a girl?!

"Miss maid, please have another one. Dodging the cake attack, Little still had the leisure to greet the maid, and he was the most normal of the party.

Squad Leader Joebert...... Well, he wasn't there, and as a good student, Jobert didn't come with them in the end, but the gift had already arrived.

- Banquet, just need to party!