Atelier Tanaka

As Gong instructed me, I headed for the main gate of the city with flying magic.

Then indeed, as he put it, the side of the entrance and exit had evaporated over a couple of meters. You must have received a stray bullet in the battle between Soy Sauce Face and the Demon King at ten to eighty-nine. Due to the extremely local and powerful nature of the damage, the war criminals appear to be mobile F-runs with soy sauce faces.

I was going to be careful, but it seemed to flow to the ground less.

But, well, what? The magic of Busamen finally seems to have reached the point of overthrowing the walls of the Lorigon with one blow. I felt my chest get hot, feeling a little accomplished by that fact. If I let it go for a while and let him discover it, what face would he look like?

I fly to the scene thinking about it.

In the middle of all that, I accidentally found something strange in the sky.

"... Mr. Rocco?

Mr. Brown Lolita was flying through the sky carrying a huge bath.

It is moving ahead of the soy sauce face by a few moments. They don't even look like they noticed this one. Quite a distance away, so I don't know the details, but I'm pretty sure it's her because of her physical characteristics.

Could it be going out?

But I wonder what the bathroom you carried.

…………

I had a bad feeling about it.

It is such a hunch that a wife who has devoted all her love to her husband has witnessed the moment of her return to her parents' home. For Busamen yesterday, there must be a reading from her. No, it's natural. It's called infrastructure.

…………

Thanks to nature, the soy sauce face was chasing after her.

I'll take care of the wall repairs later. Apologize in your heart to Gong, while deciding to continue flying. Gogol decided to lower the altitude as far as he could so that he wouldn't notice, slowly and surely, and then go after him.

Then, after a while, a voice sounded inadvertently from behind.

'... that Gogol tribe, where are you going?

"Huh!?

I look back in a hurry about something. There was a Roligon figure there. It is about a few meters behind the soy sauce face. Beside her, is there another EX editor? What a standout lollies of two shots here these days.

"Both of you, why are you here?

I didn't think I was being followed again.

Gogol distracted me so much that I didn't seem to see anything else.

"Beh, nothing, I wasn't following you, was I? It's just, you know, look! I saw you leaving the mansion, so if there's anything you can do to help us, I think we should help you!

Blonde Dr. Lorim Chimchi, who started panicking fast, has a loud voice.

'Did you say that?

"I said it! Hey, he said it!? Not in my heart!

Blonde Lorim Chimchi teacher who also lets her voice make loud claims.

You're as honest as ever.

In response to that voice, Gogol, floating in the sky, looks back at us.

"Guru, you're the reason I noticed you."

"Ah..."

The trees were also lurking in the woods, and she still did find us. Between the leaves and the leaves, we felt each other's gaze. Dozens of meters apart, Busamen felt her jitsu eyes.

"Let's go"

There's no point in hiding if this happens.

Manipulate flying magic to increase altitude. Momentum rose from between the trees into the sky. To learn from this, Lorigon and Dr. Editor will be back. In an instant, the distance between the two shrinks to an interval of about a few meters from each other.

As for Busamen, I approach Gogol to get out just a few steps ahead.

We go into her reading heart zone accordingly.

"... were you wearing it?

"Yes, you're right"

With her floating posture in the sky, she stares jizzily at her soy sauce face. Its cool eyes are hard only at this moment today. Could it not have been possible if it had followed me? No, but if I didn't follow you, I'd never see you again.

Gogol, I don't like being separated from you.

…………

"Sorry, I followed you on my own"

In the meantime, let me apologize honestly.

That's why I stalked him. I'm so creepy. If I did it in modern Japan, I would definitely go to the pig box. It is a situation where you have to lose your job, get lost in the open and take care of your country.

I just still didn't want to have sayonara with her.

"... If you don't mind, can I ask you to tell me where you're going?

…………

"If you don't mind, Mr. Rocco would like to help"

…………

Speaking with this, it is the same Zito eyes that are returned. Ji is staring straight in the front. As I even forgot to blink, my gaze is aligned without distracting me slightly. against Busamen and others.

Thanks to this, it was Lorigon who started boiling his business early.

'Oh, hey, why don't you do something about it!

Guru rings his throat and asks him to roar.

If they weren't Mr. Brown Lolita, they would have hung on to the grasp.

Distance enough that no spear can be reached between the two.

"... I broke my promise"

Slightly, Gogol's mouth moved.

That would be an arrangement between the soy sauce face and her, referring to the rules in living in Dragon City. If you broke it, I remember Gogol talking to you about getting you back to the Dark Continent.

And breaking a promise is definitely one thing around Sophia's dick. Mercedes, who was exasperated by her urine drinking, has hustled, and the verse depends on the amount of inconvenience she caused Mr. Gogol as well. I'm so sorry.

"I can't be with you because I broke my promise"

"No, but that..."

"That's what I promised"

…………

What discipline.

But I think that's a no-can. Gogol himself, who is nobody else, thought of everyone and didn't even look at accusations from others, and he went out of his way to tell me. I can't deny it all because it's a breach of my word.

"I did make a promise. But pointing out that you tore that one, I don't know about boulders. You've moved for everyone. Also, everyone is being saved as a result. No one has ever had a hard time being alone."

"But promises are promises"

"Your promise is to protect you and everyone. If everyone and you are at peace, hypothetically, where it has been broken, there is no one to condemn this. So why don't you reconsider?

If you don't like being with the scrupulous middle-aged bastard, you can never stop. However, if, as I told you this way, the promise is definitely the cause, I would like to do everything in my power to stop the soy sauce face.

'Cause I haven't had a single reverse rape yet.

"If they say that, I'll get on with it"

"You may take a ride."

I want you to remember how other faces have worked in the past.

Isn't everyone and he on the ride?

Mercedes, or something that hasn't even left a shadow in the beginning when we met.

"I'm sure, I'll break it again"

"I don't mind."

My son is complaining in his pants that the rules and hymen are meant to be broken. Although the broken hymen will not remain later, the rule has been broken once or twice, and that does not mean it will be lost.

And in any case, it is up to the broken human mind that matters.

"… I will annoy you in the near future"

"I don't care what"

If you compare it to other faces, such as princesses, virgins, and peas, you don't get into the number of things, such as Gogol. At least I've never thought of my interactions with Mr. Brown Lolita as annoying in the past.

"I am, selfish. I'll tell you more."

"Never mind"

We've cleared up one of the Demon King's cases, and for the time being, financially and in a position, we'll be able to afford it. That'll give Gogol enough time to spend properly, and I'm sure he'll be able to talk more often than ever.

'Hey, su, you should mind a little!

Lorrigon barked.

I can't stand my hair, Gogol responds.

"The dragon there will kill you"

"They won't kill you. Isn't that right? Mr. Christina."

"Guru, Guru..."

Right now, Gogol, I think I might have gotten a little on track.

The soy sauce face feels so adorable about you.

"Mr. Christina?

…………

I'm not going to doubt it. But fluidly of a series of stories, I would rather talk to Lorigon to encourage communication. Here's one thing, would you like me to show you the right place to avoid breaking up with Gogol?

Then what did you think?

A floating punipunidragon in the sky slowly moves forward.

'... just once, yes, just once, eh?

Manipulating the flying magic, she lined up next to Busamen.

Naturally, that will be Gogol's reading heart area.

Seriously.

"Huh..."

"What do you say! How's that!?

Makes your whole body tingle from tension, but still looks awesome in its imperative shape.

I didn't think Christina would let Gogol read her mind. I don't know, it depends on how much I just thought that line was something I cherished. Blonde Dr. Lorim Chimchi looks terribly surprised by this, and she's opening her eyes.

'Wow, wow, read my mind, have fun!? Shh, you can do whatever you want!

A lolligon that makes you bark in a damned mood.

Against her like that, Gogol responded quietly and pale.

"... I've always known what you were thinking, even if you didn't read it"

"Huh!?

The tail of the lorigon pinned under the fabric of the skirt.

Apparently it was an unexpected reply.

Hearing those two exchanges, Dr. Editor asks them to intercede with the venue.

"Well, what? This dragon is easy to understand..."

"What the hell!? Oh, such an idiot...... '

Lovely lolligon in shock at least.

Pins and stretched tails shrivel as you see them. Does she realise the changes in her own flesh after all? No, I guess you haven't noticed. That's why my teacher tells me it's easy to understand.

Or care from her, including that?

I regained the momentum from the plain, and I started to say no, Lollies.

I just looked at those two, and Gogol turned to his soy sauce face.

A small mouth of good shape opens up to us again.

"Just a little more, I want to be with you"

"I'm so glad you said that"

It was only a few moments ago. However, if Busamen's view is not mistaken, what came to Gogol's face is a languid grin. From the beginning I met him, to this day, he had the most pleasant smile.

◇ ◆ ◇

We pulled over Gogol safely. We're back in Dragon City.

On the road, Lorrigon discovers the city's main entrance, broken down by a soy-sauce-faced fireball. There was boredom around the strength and design of the wall. Ultimately, by her magic, it is up to her to become the carriage in which the new main entrance is made. Successfully accomplished the use from Gong.

By the way, Gogol went back to his own apartment in the Lorrigon Tower, separated from us, to clean up the bathroom he had carried. The contents remain unknown until the end. Virginally, it was a drop-off while suppressing my desire to be a sending wolf.

That's how we got home. We headed to the office of the mayor's house.

Then in the living room were the brave men of the west and the brave men of the east.

"Oh, aren't you the brave ones"

In the corner of the room, there are other maids holding the basin to their chests and gaggling and trembling. Looking only at the pictorial surface, it looks as if the latter was raped by the former, after being gang-raped. The brave men of the west are with us, so I guess that's not true.

"I'm sorry, Count Tanaka. They kept me waiting here."

I received your reply from the brave men of the west.

Right next door is the figure of the brave man in the east. He is stretching his pins and spine together and sitting on the same couch. The sofa across from the low table is empty. I guess waiting for the soy sauce face to come home means I want to talk to you on this occasion.

The fact that they both have an sorry lowered look together will be due to the maid's standing behavior, both that and this. It's just that such a fright of hers is also, if you think of one thing with the brave men of the east, you never know.

I'm still overwhelmed by her maid guts, who's holding back without running away.

"Can I help you?

"There's just a few things I want the Count to hear about me and him."

"I see."

As we head to the empty couch, we turn our gaze to the editor teacher who came back to the office together. Then the teacher, who has a reputation for caring for others, grabs the arm of the Lorigon who was walking next to him with his hand, and turns as far back as he can after the room. Right.

"Hey, what?

The mayor can hear a reluctant voice.

To embarrass this, the teacher said.

"Wow, let's go outside"

"No, I'm sorry for imitating you like you're kicking me out. Besides, is she the mayor of this city? Unless you have other business to attend to, would you mind listening to us? From you guys, it might be boring."

The eyes of the brave men of the west were never serious.

Usually a little more, he's the one with the deceptive vibe.

"If that's the case, we'll all talk."

To the couch where the soy sauce face sat, Lorigon and the teacher also calmed down again.

Lorigon to the left. To the right, Dr. EX Editor. An overwhelmingly lollying feeling is a virginally extremely pleasing placement. The couch here, could have been a little smaller. That would have allowed us to stick together more closely. I could feel Lolita's body temperature on my skin.

I can feel the maid shivering in the corner of the room somewhere far away.

"First, let me apologize."

Best of all, the brave man in the east said.

Unable to hold his hair for a while, he rises off the couch and bows his head.

"I'm sorry"

The words of apology were short.

However, the voice echoed strangely in the ears of those who heard the zushiri, feeling the hardships and troubles he had in his heart. Deeply lowered heads have no sign of ever being mentioned. I guess I never challenged you today in the right way.

This kind of serial vibe doesn't suit Busamen, does it?

How's Asian Face doing?

"That's not an apology I should get."

At the end of his gaze, the maid shivering in the corner of the room.

Indeed, in one case in the Great Sacred Kingdom, I was stuck with the brave men of the east. However, it is not the soy sauce face that was actually involved, but the maid and the EX editor teacher. I only received a report after the fact. You think you've had a very rough time?

Apparently the maid in particular was mentally and physically difficult.

"But..."

"If she does forgive, let me forgive you again. And if she won't forgive me, I can't forgive her again. If you are truly sorry, please apologize to her."

"... I understand"

The brave men of the east raised their heads in harsh conditions.

Ahead of that consciousness is shown a maid holding a basin.

"I'm sorry. I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'm just really sorry."

And I let him bow his head again, as I showed him this way.

Until today, apologies are the brave men of the east who foolishly did not even try to have a place for conversation. What was the change of heart in him after all? Even now, I cannot help but question the flow of this occasion.

It was the maid of the day who answered such a busamen's troubles.

"Oh, um... I, too, asked you about the situation from the brave man in the west"

…………

I'll try to answer it like a snack.

It was the tremor of the body that had not stopped, but its eyes had captured the brave men of the east. Eventually, from her adorable mouth, a ray was spoken about the relationship between the brave men of East and West. Maybe he bothered to speak to me because of his soy sauce face.

Is it true that the brave men of the east were confused by the words of the Virgin?

It's a terribly simple relationship to put into words. You think the west brave man killed the ex-girlfriend of the east brave man for everything? He's an important companion. I was putting in a correction as to what it was, but the virgins are staring that it must have actually been about the stick and the hole.

The brave man in the west said, I guess it was meant to keep me away from him more than necessary. By the way, it seems to be the Virgin who actually killed the ex-girlfriend of the eastern valiant, after all, or as an indication.

By the way, a series of information was apparently exposed by Gogol via a maid. As always, Mr. Brown Lolita will do a good job. Busamen also want to go through the nightly occassions and get verbally blamed for Netineti and deep down in their hearts.

Originally born in the same country, the brave men of East and West who have grown up amicably. Revelation as a brave man, given to them all like that, must have gradually become less optimistic for the Virgin, depending on the name being sold to the public.

It would have prevented power and faith from the people from gathering beneath them by dishonouring the valiant men of the west and the valiant men of the east. A beat-up CTO with an engineer in the field on his side is a common story, like betraying CEOs and shareholders for independence.

And all the brave men in the west are a little more appropriate for things and have a wider perspective, while the brave men in the east were pure for better or worse, but it is the backdrop of the late. Hot for faith, he ran into a swine rush, but this is how he bows his head in front of us.

"So, you know, I'm okay now..."

"I'm sorry"

…………

A brave man in the east with no sign of ever lifting his head.

The maid is in tears because of it.

It's time for you to open up to the boulders. So don't even think about it. I guess it's because I want you to do something about him in front of me, with chilli chilli and soy sauce. However, this one is too busy to make a statement dressed in this way.

Thanks to you, in the right neighborhood, Dr. Editor is starting to twitch.

Or maybe, a numb-cut lorigon opened his mouth.

"You're a sloppy one. If you think it's bad, show it with your attitude."

"... attitude?

"Is your apology over with bowing your head? Goblins like that can do it!

"Huh..."

I don't understand what Lorigon is trying to say.

However, why did you send the goblins out to pick them up in that mouth? Is it too abrupt? Maybe he has roots in the fight with the Demon King the other day that he took the delicious place to the drug goblin.

"Okay. Sure, the mayor's right."

'That's right! I was right!

Lorrigon that lets you stretch your chest with a doya face.

This casual advice of hers will torment the soy sauce face.

"... I was born in a knight's house"

The face is mentioned, as well as staring directly at the maid.

And the brave men of the east groaned solemnly.

"He's a knight, and I want to be the sword that will protect you for the rest of my life."

Please, I want you to stop that.

Although I can't virginally look at the current dialogue. Instead, you won't be able to forgive me for the brave men of the east. Accepting both sour and sweet, his vows, proclaimed with a sincere expression, seem unfortunately to demonstrate the knight's title.

The most handsome moment of good-looking is revealed.

"Huh? Ah, uh..."

Thanks to the maid, your face is bright red.

"I don't mind if you crush it. Please help me in your future life. That's what I can do, the only atonement. Because I don't have anything else to be proud of, other than swords and magical arms."

"Huh..."

It was too honest a dialogue.

Because of this body, the Virgin will fool you, too.

"Please, please"

The brave man of the east who bows his head again.

Is this another move by her high LUC?

"Oh, please raise your head! Um, I'm fine!

"I want you to use whatever you want"

"Huh..."

Don't skip the subject and purpose words, you're subtly horny. I'd like to try meat vibe volunteering or something because it's good for once. Oh, yeah, what an envy. If this is the case, I should have said something about proper forgiveness in the exchange I had earlier. You're gonna regret this so much.

"Wow, I get it, I get it..."

I would also have helped others gaze, a screaming plain voice echoed into the room.

Then there was an unexpected reaction from the brave men of the east as to what they thought.

That leg moves.

We arrived at the front of Sophia.

He softly lowered his knees to the floor and kissed the maid's shoes.

"Thank you for that generous heart"

"Huh..."

It's settled. It's settled.

A handsome turn starting today, no waiting. Think meeher maid, it would have been absolutely chest cum right now. Shit, I'm dying to play fireball. I knew I couldn't forgive you or something, and I wanted to play black fireball on the eastern brave.

If Busamen did the same thing, you'd definitely treat them like criminals.

How envious.

"Well, isn't that good enough?

A voice is heard from the brave men of the west.

From a long relationship, I guess you understand the one thing that needs to be stopped. Helpful. Very helpful, Lord Brave in the West. Busamen's limits are closer than this. If I had been in any other action, I would have escaped the room.

"... go ahead, come here"

The brave men of the east urge the maid.

Ahead is the couch I've been sitting on.

He's really going to be knightly with his maid.

Because my eyes are serious.

"Huh? Oh, no, ahhh..."

"Go ahead."

…………

A maid who can calm her hips with a lot of tension while being urged.

If you notice, your armpits are tight.

"You're gonna be okay now! Become! '

And, Lorigon. Stop saying it like you did a good job.

I just wanted to talk to you, and I'm not thinking about it, because Busamen realize it. I did decide to take care of the maid's wedding life, but I knew this would come to my heart when it was done in front of me.

It is the knocking noise that knocks on the door that saved such a busamen's unquiet heart.

"Hey, husband, you got a minute?

The voice belonged to Gong.

It feels a little prolonged, but it looks peaceful and good.

"Ah, yes. Please, come in."

In response, the door opened and the skinhead macho bastard represented himself.

He raises his voice as he sees the faces in the room.

"Oh, my God, you've got it all together."

"What's wrong? Mr. Gonzalez."

"No, because it's time to prepare a banquet. That's how I came to ask you out."

Apparently, the celebration of defeating the Demon King begins.

◇ ◆ ◇

The celebration of defeating the Demon King became a carriage in the courtyard of the Mayor's residence.

It is a party in a standing meal format.

The site is spacious enough to allow the Lorigon to take off and land in Dragon mode. Thanks to those involved in the soy sauce face, as well as welcoming the faces of the Dusk Regiment and everyone who participated in the Battle of the Demon King, we were able to secure ample space.

By the way, today's celebration will be an inside event. Mr. Richard said that the celebration of naming the country to be held at His Majesty's Presents, although it is the place that is to be determined, will take a little more time and budget to do the gutsy thing.

Sometimes the participant was a participant, and the words of the opening came early, making the place busy. There is no such thing as progression. Drink as you please and eat as you please. It is such a terribly appropriate drink. By the way, the mayor owns the expenses.

Meals are in buffet format. The soy sauce face, which finishes the greeting, descends from the top of the altar provided in the center of the courtyard. Then I'll walk over to one of the wagons lined up in sloppy rows, grunting my belly, etc. to have a quick meal.

"Oh, my God!

Estelle is the one who has been calling me out of her hair.

A bottle of alcohol was available on the right hand side and an empty glass was available on the left. They brought it all the way around the venue, even though the maid offering it was serving Richard.

There's Zophy and Allen beside him.

"Hi, thank you"

Have them snort honestly and pour alcohol.

That's when I realized. This is the guy who likes virginity.

It's a drink that Richard makes me buy regularly.

"Which way is this?

"Huh? Oh, you know, my dad told me, could it have been different?

"No, you're right, it's my favorite. Thank you."

It's intense as an aperitif, but I still like it, so drink it.

I'm goofy.

You will be hit by the liveliness of your surroundings, stirring a cup poured in about a single serving in one breath. My throat goes from top to bottom, and the heat of baking with gin goes down. I can't get enough alcohol out of my nose after a few moments.

It is immediately after the glass is emptied.

"Good day, Count Tanaka"

The princess bitch gave me the words of labor.

By Estelle's side, you're taking a step.

"No, good luck with this one. Mr. Zophy."

"Suddenly, you need to speak to Count Tanaka from me"

"Mr. Zophy told me, is that it?

Yes, sir.

I wonder what it is.

The only thing I have a bad feeling about is that the other person feels unique to the princess bitch.

"From today on, I will be Cyan Tanaka."

The boulder is a princess bitch.

I am sensitive to delicious stories. Her skirt, which stood in front of her soy sauce face at the tip of casually lowering her gaze, shows up short compared to Lolivich's. The white thighs you see from beyond are at a distance that you can touch if you reach out.

"Hey! I wonder what that means!?

The most devoured is Lolivich, who stood beside him.

"I was married to him for a long time."

"Didn't you say no at your convenience?!?

Raise your voice and look back at the princess bitch. From a move that is too daunting, alcohol splashes more than a bottle in your hand and wets the ground to a splash. There is no such thing as body. That alcohol is pretty expensive. Count Busamen rarely drinks either.

"I've only been on hold until today."

"Become..."

"We'll have a ceremony soon."

"So, hey, don't wait! Cyan!"

"Why?

"Why, no, you don't!

"What's the decision?

"Huh..."

Estelle, who is stunned, seems particularly polished by her facial arts these days. New intertwined opponents may be the Virgin, the Dark Munchkin, or just people from that system, who are getting poisoned with all sorts of things.

"That's why I'm going to daughter-in-law him. I'll have a baby."

"Don't wait!

"What? Estelle must hate him."

"Oh, no, no..."

"Nothing, what is it?

"Gu......"

Lolivich, who is going to cry even now.

Could she have also counted on the Count of Tanaka? Then I feel a little lonely. Then it was still more despised, creepy, eggy, but busamentically serene.

…………

…………

Often silent.

The words that followed were lost early. I don't know if it suddenly smells spicy even though it's the booze seat because of it. A little bit more like this, I would like you to plan a fun event like punch, oppa, etc.

I want to try an elementary school girl's body platter or something before I die.

"Estelle, can't Zophy say this far?

"... eh"

Coming here, even Allen opened his mouth.

Could it be that he wants a virgin to marry him non-virginally until he does? No, but yaritically, you want to marry Estelle properly. Then Zophy and Busamen sticking together can be said to be a good development to fit in.

"I prefer that integrity, but you'll definitely regret it later, won't you?

"Huh..."

"Neither do I think the current distorted relationship is the preferred one."

"Cyan, Allen......"

Allen lets you stare with a gentle look. A princess bitch who stares at Ji with her jitty eyes from Heiyun. At the end of their gaze is a look at Lolivich in a hurry. So, how much would you have bothered?

Slightly, she opened her mouth loudly, too, with a look like she was ready.

"Ki, noble marriages are supposed to be about parents taking care of their children!

"Yeah, I've been listening to you."

"So, ahhh! I am your marriage..."

"Excuse me, however. I'm not even going to get married for the moment."

"Huh!?

Now that I know Dr. Editor is a virgin, I don't have time to play with non-virgins.

The first marriage is outside, such as Zophy. The relationship with the princess bitch is a dream yaritin summer vacation that begins when you have successfully de-virginized. Until then, I want you to be friendly with Allen and encourage orgy and keep your Omanco skill level up.

I want to appeal to Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi using the whole body spirit right now at this moment.

Let us escape this occasion magnificently.

"Ah..."

"It's a painful act of conscience for me to be with Zophy, not to mention my original lover, Allen. Please, gentlemen, please don't push me. Even if I don't do that, I want to be one of you."

"Huh? Um, what do you mean..."

"Besides, I made a promise. Whatever happens, I will protect you. No consideration is needed there. Whether the other person is a dragon, a society or a country, it never changes. So please, live your days in peace."

"Huh..."

Estelle's face suddenly turned fuzzy.

Poking through that gap, the virgin is escaping from under team orgy.

Under Estelle, who suddenly lost momentum, Zophy and Allen have some voice, but, well, I want you to be friendly over there. Busamen let Ocaz have fun working for the handjob this evening. Presence.

From hunger, his legs proceeded lightly, rushing straight to the wagon lined with dishes.

Then, shortly after taking a few steps, he was called from elsewhere.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Tanaka! I'd like to talk to you..."

What's wrong with this, it's a maid.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

In the celebratory seat, we were chasing nature and what Mr. Tanaka looked like.

Having finished his opening remarks, he was immediately surrounded by Dear Estelle, Allen and Zophy. I was chasing that figure with my gaze as I served drinks to other people and prepared meals.

And it's over. When he was alone, he was talking to himself if he realized.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Tanaka! I'd like to talk to you..."

"What's wrong? Mr. Sophia."

Mr. Tanaka treated me in an unusual manner. It's a casual behavior that doesn't make you feel anything, such as one with the Demon King. You can't see how upset you are, even though you mouthed what came out of my insides without even diluting it.

Are you horrified by that fact or feeling lonely?

I went on to say the words, feeling indescribable.

"I'm sorry, uh, I really need to ask you something."

"Is it to me?

"Ha, ha!

I understand that it is a terrible thing to ask the Earl, who represents the Penny Empire, to have a maid of honor. However, I've been thinking since last night that I really want to tell you right now, at this moment, within the earliest I can.

"What is it? You can tell me anything you want."

Then Mr. Tanaka answered with a small smile.

That's what I'm trying to do to him.

I will.

"Um, wow, this is a previous request that you take care of me..."

"Huh? Oh, yes. What's wrong with that one?

"Now I know very well that I'm sorry, but could you, uh, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please?

I don't think it's an impossible consultation.

I can understand more than once that it's a hell of a nuisance, even if it's a town girl style.

I just need a little more, a little more, so please, next to Mr. Tanaka, let me do my job.

◇ ◆ ◇

Seriously. Sophia, are you serious?

Apparently, our maid has decided to turn her partner in life into a brave man in the east. On the boulder this is not even supposed to be a soy sauce face. Something I felt was likely to settle for and be instant, but didn't think the story would suddenly come this far.

I knew you were handsome. Are you handsome strong?

It was a kiss to your shoes. You hit the heart of a meeher maiden.

"... I understand"

"So, are you okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's not anyone else, it's what Mr. Sophia's decided. I have a duty to make this happen. Because that's how I promised. Instead, it was mine that left me empty, and I apologize for the inconvenience."

"Oh, my God, I'm so sorry about this one!

"Never mind. That's not a big deal."

"But..."

"I would like to congratulate Mr Sophia on her new doorstep. Please be happy."

"... Huh?

I try to tell her calmly, and I turn my heels back from beneath her to flee.

I'm in the mood for sexual intercourse.

'Cause the girl who decided yes said she was quick on her hands. The crotch is definitely in loose mode too. I'm sure even this evening, you'll tempt me about the brave men of the east. I guess I'll be in bed. I guess I'm going to get inside-pupped.

Such a virgin still has only an editor teacher.

Only Dr. EX Editor.

I wonder where our teacher is.

Look over the venue.

Then, it was not the blonde lorim-chimmed elf who entered the eyes of the virgin, but the little green shadow sitting at the corner of the venue surrounding a plate that had been kept on the ground. For a moment I thought it was someone, but if you look closely, it is the brothers and sisters of the herb Goblin.

The corner also sits up at the corner of the corner and the two of us are eating the dishes served on one plate amicably. Such a sight makes me smile so much, even though I'm not taking it apart and doing anything special. My heart dusts as I watch. Healed.

Beneath such adorable goblin brothers and sisters, there is now just the shadow of the imminent.

A demonic nobleman.

"I'm sorry, could we have a little talk?

As always, I am an honest magic psycho to myself.

Even our mayor is hesitant to make contact after his overwhelming role in the Battle of the Demon King, but he is a boulder to take to us. As far as the gait is concerned, will many of the places pay attention to his trends?

"... Nanda?

It is up to my brother to give the answer.

Her sister hides behind him when she is called out by an unfamiliar Osama. Your sister is much stronger on the battlefield, but it doesn't seem to matter much around here. Perhaps the full bocco of the demonic aristocracy is decisive, even when fought with bare hands.

Herb Goblin Sister took the mount on the demon nobleman, I'd like to take a look.

"I want to talk to you."

…………

A magical psycho who asks with some nervous faces.

The opposing herb, Goblin, is often the ideological face.

I felt kind of sorry for my asexuality, and my steps were on my way. They're scary because of their appearance, but the contents are more personable than poor humans, so I don't think they'll suddenly roll out belly bread, like Lorrigon.

"Excuse me, may I join you?

The awareness of the herbal goblin brothers and sisters turns to the soy sauce face.

My brother greeted me.

"Ningen, Coconotabe Mono, Oisii"

"It looks like it was in your mouth, more importantly."

Yeah, speaking of which, I wasn't thinking about what the meal was about or anything about them at all. I still have a feeling about the crisis. If they had lived a similar diet to the Lesser Demons, that would have been a very dangerous exchange.

That and this have a lot to do with the fact that the out-of-the-box first-case lorigon was an omnivore.

"Tanaka, wow, can you introduce me?!?

"Yeah, I don't mind..."

The eyes of a demonic aristocrat are serious. I am excited about the magical intercultural exchange hanging in front of me. I feel indescribable that if we could have appealed so strongly to my beloved girlfriend, we would have gotten along a little better.

"This guy is someone I know, and his name is Farren. Since you both understand each other, I wonder if we can get along in this situation so we can help each other."

"... Ningenno, Siriai?

"Yes, I am a friend of this man! So why don't you just let me talk to him? Oh, yeah! Let's get a meal. Wouldn't you be able to tell me if you had something to like? Besides being out here, we can have it."

"Imout, Amai Monoga, Suki"

"Something sweet? All right, sweet stuff!? Got it!

Quick to say, or a demonic nobleman rushing toward the kitchen with Zudadadada.

Its back instantly retreated away and disappeared among the crowd.

The simple thing about him is, I don't hate virginity for what it is.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you one thing."

From reuniting in the Battle of the Demon Kings to welcoming today, let's see what I've been extensively curious about. They jumped in on a very convenient occasion, even though they had spoken of the love potion of a few maids, but they wouldn't have known about the existence of Dragon City or anything.

"Nanda?"

"I don't know if I'd even ask you about this, keeping you unilaterally helped, but how did you two get here?

"Attino, Ningen II, Kiita"

Brother Goblin pointed to Estelle.

"Ningenga, Machi and Tskutteil. Kiita."

She doesn't look like she noticed our gaze, and she's doing the booze gook.

I'm also a little concerned about virginity having more momentum than usual to tilt the glass.

"Yokattara, Kurt, Iwareta"

"I see, you did"

I'm sure the current activity of the soy sauce face passed from her mouth in a matter of touring the Virgin in the Grand Holy Land. I mean, they came all the way down here to see themselves under these virgins. Well, if you think about it, you're feeling kind of sexually happy.

"Sorry for the sudden disturbance in the corner,"

"Dijoub. Yoikaken II, Natta"

It's been a good experience, or seriously.

You've been so distracted.

"Thanks to both of you, I made my way to today safely. If you hadn't gotten help then, I'm sure we, this city, would have all been lost. Thank you so much. I'll be sure to thank you."

"Kinisluna, Goblin, Maeni, Tuscetemolata"

"No, but we owe you a great deal."

"Gohammo, oily. Totemo, Manzok. Imout, Yorokondel"

"If only you two would stay forever. Welcome."

"Goblin, Maywack, Janainoka?

"Terrible. First of all, if you say that, the mayor of this city is a dragon. Nuys run around the city. There's no problem with that. I'm going to talk to you about both of you."

"... Souka. Goblin, Uresii"

"I'm glad too"

It's still too good a goblin, and my eyes come all the time.

Within doing so, the demonic nobility returned.

Similar to when I left, I rush over here with my cape on. Moreover, it supports the basin in both hands, on which is placed a small plate, lined with tons of dessert. No sight suits him better than this.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, but may I take a moment with him?

"Wakatta"

"Thank you. Well, now I am."

The soy sauce face left beneath the herb goblin to be replaced with a demonic nobleman.

◇ ◆ ◇

For a while after splitting up with the goblins, he was called out as he walked through the venue.

"Hey, these people, can we do something about it?

It is a vertical roll.

Beside you can also see Kimoronge by example.

"What's wrong?

"You must be the princess of your country, right? I want you to do something. Wow."

Ahead of what she points out with her gaze is the princess of the Penny Empire and the figure of Mercedes to follow her. Is this another combination of different colors? I don't think I'm going to take care of it, but if I say I'm not going to be anxious, I'm going to lie.

"Your Highness, what is this girlfriend?

From the standpoint, the Royal Bitch is better than the vertical roll, so let me move on with the story in the form of yoiso her. Words and deeds are the first to be blurry, but when it comes to aristocratic questions, this is a virgin that is quite understandable.

"Count Tanaka, I'm so sorry to hear this."

"... no, I was wondering if it would be a boulder"

A princess is all she can do to meet.

Just because it is outside the Royal Palace, it is too much.

The boulder's vertical roll also gives you a questionable look.

"The news that the Demon King has been taken will soon be running around the world. Thanks to you, the future Penny Empire will also gain a voice alongside the northern powers. Wouldn't that honor even outweigh the Great Sacred Kingdom?"

"Is it?

"It is. Thanks to you, my, my ideal is…"

The princess, who lowered her face to mourn, seemed to regret it from the bottom of her heart.

Speaking of her current position, which missed the end of her ideal: splashing in the hands of the Demon King in front of the audience, she said she was in the position of a true Virgin, who even threw her own life to try to protect the Virgin from the Demon King.

Gong said that while traveling to the party venue. They're starting to talk about everything in the Dragon City neighborhood. The convenience of the fall of the former Virgin's fame, she says, is instead rising with tremendous momentum. Says the next generation of the Virgin.

Mercedes, on the other hand, stares at her next door, licking her vertical roll of opium directly from the front, without my involvement. While in the position of Kingsguard, it is like the new title of my husband or the distress hidden within him, where the wind blows completely.

"But the thrivers are bound to decline."

"What's that?

"If there's a problem rocking the Penny Empire right now, it's a problem within the Empire for sure. Wouldn't it be the most important, for example, for future relations with the Republic of Pussy? The growth of the upper echelons of the Penny Empire and the rebellion of the Pussy Republic against this, there is no end to the spark of strife"

…………

"The Prime Minister has come here to welcome your father. The Penny Empire is so powerful that depending on the movements of his faction, which has made a cut off from the Chancellor, it is also possible to develop the country into a bifurcated feud"

"... Princess, on the boulder. I wonder if that's in front of her."

The Penny Empire today is a coordinated route with the Pussy Republic.

Because since when has the presence of vertical roll territory, which was somehow absorbed into the dragon city, been a buffer between the two countries for how well it is. If he did it for you, this Lori boobs talent is unmatched. I definitely want to be taught.

So I'm asking her to visit the Republic.

"You absolutely refuse to visit the Pussy Republic, huh? I wish I could welcome the Virgin of Dragon City in this situation right now and take no responsibility if anything happens within the Republic. Even if they don't inspect us, the Pussy Republic will always be close to Count Tanaka, won't it?

…………

This princess is willing to make fun of herself inside the Pussy Republic.

It is even possible that we have already voiced our solidarity with the extremists of the former Prime Minister's faction.

"As Penny Empire, we wish we could continue to get along with the Pussy Republic. To do this, don't you think it is still very important for something in position to go directly and inspect the site?

"But this king's capital is devastated by the demon king's blow, huh? For the time being, let me give priority to my country's situation. And if you can do that, I'd like to get it straight from your country. Wow."

"No, these things only make sense because you do them with patience."

"That can't be happening..."

Something's bothering me already, and I think I'll let it go.

Vertical rolls will surely cut you through well. Also next to the princess is Mercedes. If it gets really bad, I'm sure an alert will fly from her against her soy sauce face.

"Regards, Mrs Mercedes, Your Highness"

"Um, I was entrusted"

Kingsguard lesbians to make you snort confidently.

However, that gaze never came off the chest of the vertical roll at once.

…………

Something about this kid already, I definitely want to rape him one day.

◇ ◆ ◇

The soy sauce face, divided with vertical rolls and princesses, headed towards securing a meal.

Because I'm getting genuinely hungry.

Thinking in his own standing position, he didn't think he could eat right away. However, since it's a launch within your peers, even if you're a little honest with your belly bug, you won't be angry. An aim buffet while repeating excuses in your heart.

However, the stride blocked the meal-lined wagons to the present.

"Whoa, husband! Are you drinking?

It's Gong.

I haven't been drinking at all, and I haven't eaten at all.

I'm hungry.

Next to Gong, there's the look of a shota dick to accompany him. His meal of the day, by way of example, is a woman without one exception. Besides, he's going to go with the dinner party, or he's looking like an aristocratic dress.

"Here, drink."

"Oh, thank you."

A glass was given to my hand, which I now tried to reach exactly to an empty plate. Alcohol was poured right from the hands of our Knights Commander on the inside. The waves poured out. I just wanted to put something in my stomach before that.

"Cheers."

"Yeah, cheers."

That said, I can't say no to the exaggeration from Gong. The stained flesh of company animal guts drank this in one breath reflexively. The sensation of jiggly alcohol burning your throat flows down from your mouth.

You're still drinking strong alcohol.

"Nice drink."

"There you are, you have momentum today"

"Isn't that natural? I've never had a day like this."

"It must be."

Though Gong has a constant smile from time to time, she looks particularly happy today. Have a nice, pleasant grin and try to put the glass in your hand up front. His glass was also empty with another breath if you noticed.

"How about another drink?

"I'll have it."

"Oh, yeah, it's gone!

Alcohol pours into the toctok and glass.

Looking at that sight, it was the shota dick who raised his voice.

"Hey, Gonzalez"

"What the fuck?

"Why don't you just plug in the meal, not just the booze? Keep it in your stomach or you'll get drunk faster, okay? I don't mind you getting drunk, but don't get Osama involved."

Shota dick said something rare and good.

I just didn't get through to Gong, who loves alcohol.

That's because you're a child.

"Hey, what the..."

"Me or my husband, he's got this kind of booze. What's going on?

I don't lead a mercenary regiment or anything to Dada. I am totally from the gymnasium. I don't know how mankind in this world metabolizes alcohol, but at least Busamen's tolerance seems the same as before.

However, aside from the difference between adults and children, I don't remember struggling with alcohol much since I moved into this world. That and this is due to the magic of recovery. Any hard hangover is one shot in the heel. However, is it difficult for drunkenness to cool down with you?

"Then I'll take care of it!

"Oh, hey here..."

Shota dick pulling a bottle from Gong's hand.

I thought, I stirred up my glass at once, emptied the contents, and started pouring alcohol into it. If you pay attention to the area of the edge, you can see that it is wet in the shape of his lips. I had a bad feeling about it.

"Osama, of, have a drink. Yikes!

…………

I was stuck out of a glass with a bump.

Soon, on the side of the busamen, the wet edge is pointed.

What a guy.

"No, as Ashley said, you're not feeling well with all the alcohol on the boulder, so there you go, drink it yourself. I'm just going to grab a meal."

"Ah..."

It is his own word, no one else.

I really wanted to eat the dishes served in the front wagon, but with my hands there, it was imperative to continue the conversation. No way, Busamen turn right on the spot to watch their meals from other wagons. After the Aufsteiners.

◇ ◆ ◇

The convenience of feeling the gaze of a shota dick and a gong behind her, the virgin stride strives for a wagon lined with dishes in order to make her own words right. Wouldn't it be good, such as a first-class wagon, set in the middle of the courtyard? Meals that seem expensive are arranged.

Continue walking while ringing your belly, etc.

Then he was repeatedly called out.

"Tanaka, I'm sorry, do you have a minute?

"Oh, Mr. Neumann. What are you doing in such a hurry?

It was our common king, Mr. Neumann, who rushed across the street.

I can't see a glass or plate in that hand, and I can't even see how I mouthed alcohol. Instead, when I glanced at the venue, I saw your daughter eating dinner with Sophia, all alone with the other participants. I feel so sorry for you.

"I have a guest who would like to thank you."

"Thank me?

"Normally, I don't respond individually, but for some reason, they knew about your previous relationship with me. I'm a woman with little children, but my hair is dry, my clothes are bloody, and I'm here to look for a decision."

"Oh, I understand."

just bothered my head as to who it would be, and I immediately think of it.

Probably a guide toddler and his mother.

"Did you know him?

"Yes, one of the feats of the demon king's defeat."

"Oh, really?

Mr. Neumann asks in an appalling manner.

I just don't believe it.

But Lorikon was determined by that young grin.

"I want to be on my way right away. Where are you?

"They're waiting for me in the reception room"

"Okay."

We had a small meeting and headed to the entrance and exit of the venue.

Return from the courtyard past the outer hallway to the mayor's premises. Because everyone was paying for the launch venue, the mansion felt much quieter than usual. I feel a bustling hustle and bustle stepping away over the walls of the building.

I arrived in the reception room immediately.

"Excuse me, excuse me"

Open the door as you gently knock.

Then there was the person in the room as expected.

"Ah, uncle!

She is a young girl of guidance. Next door, you look like your mom.

Sitting on the couch until now, she found a soy sauce face at the end of the door and lifted her hips vigorously. As she stood up, her mom, who was sitting next to her, also stood up to her own feet in a terrible panic.

"Here, here, Liz!

Mommy grabs your rushing child's hand in a hurry.

A young girl who leads her to such a thing also enters into doubt.

"What's going on? Mom?"

"Grow up? Is this your nobleman's mansion?

"But you're my uncle, right? You're my uncle who cured me of my mom, aren't you?

Kyoton's a cute toddler.

I'm not too happy about her being so virginal, so let's go take the initiative here. The relationship between the young girl of guidance and her uncle must always be reciprocal. Aid and socialisation. It's such a simple and clear relationship.

"Are you feeling all right?

"Huh? Ah, yes! Thanks to you, it's on this street."

"That's good"

Patience wanting to make contact with the young lady of guidance, talk to your mom.

"Well, thank you for me this time."

"No."

"So, uh, I wanted to thank you for saving my life, or, hey, I was thinking, you know, I didn't know you were in such a fine mansion, but, I'm sorry, but only my daughter..."

Mama is shivering herself from nervousness, targeted at a naive guide toddler. At its feet lies a small load wrapped in paper. It's like having two dishboxes lined up next to each other. Could it be a confection?

On the other hand, if you think of the bloody outfit, which is no different than when you look at the hospital bed, you can see that she is the owner of an extremely good personality. The inn I was staying in was a cheap place, and I have a feeling that I'm going to be very sorry about where the confectionery came from.

"Suddenly, do you have any other plans today?

"Huh? Oh, you know, it's..."

"Actually, we're in this mansion right now, and we were having a little party, and if you don't mind, why don't you join us? There are many delicious dishes, so I'm sure your child will be satisfied."

"Party? Mom, even party! Let's go!

"Hey, hey, Liz, can't you? I can't believe this is your party..."

"It's not that hard. Please, please."

The young maiden of guidance is also one of the meritorious men who lead to the overthrow of the Demon King.

I would like you to come with me.

◇ ◆ ◇

Busamen returned from the reception room to the venue.

As for the guiding toddler and mom, I decided to ask the women of the Dusk Regiment, who are serving as maids at the mayor's house, to make a set of clothes stand out. You should be guided to the venue as soon as you have bathed and rehearsed.

At times, the origin of the confectionery was confirmed. Then the trouble was Dompisha. I was so sorry that I ordered souvenirs and such in the name of the mayor. You won't have any trouble with your life for the moment.

So the soy sauce facially is a paragraph.

Since I am hungry for the boulder, the stride is in a straight line towards the wagon on which the dish was put. It is the most luxurious serving wagon, set in the center of the courtyard, that set its aim until just before Mr. Neumann could speak up.

However, I received a call from someone else just now to the front of it.

"Hey, are you getting your meal?

"Yes?"

Looking back, there was an EX editor teacher.

The small ones are supported by small plates served with dishes. It is a great thought out choice of nutritional balance, like salad, meat, or an object X that I don't really know what it is in a small space.

"If you don't mind, look, look, I got it for you, okay?

Are you serious? Doctor, are you serious?

It's a little touching, though.

I'm too happy the teacher brought me dinner for Busamen or something. A wagon lined with luxurious dishes in front of you won't appeal to you when compared to a plate lined with your teacher's selection of items.

"Thank you, Editor"

Of course I'll take it.

What a warm care the plate is accompanied by even a fork.

I knew I was a teacher.

There's only a teacher.

There's no way I'm in love with this.

"Ugh, um. Bite and eat well."

"Yeah, that's right"

I'll bite. I'll bite.

I'll use my whole body to chew up my teacher's care.

"It's delicious"

What a delicious thing to eat while looking at the teacher's face. Even if the teacher just served it, because it's so delicious, I wonder if my cheeks would fall off if I got some handmade rice or something.

"Oh, they're all big dishes. Who did this to you?

"Mr. Neumann has asked you to turn your hands around."

Gong said this too. He explained it to me while I was traveling to the venue. You think everything worked while my soy sauce face was asleep? He is as serious a man as ever. Since your daughter came to Dragon City, that trend has become even more special.

"I see."

I just thought about it, and I realized. Speaking of which, why his welcome meeting, it's still not open. The first reminder was B, an employee whose transfer overlapped with Death Ma and the welcoming party was not held. Years after I moved, I was foolish every time.

However, it is also unnatural to call a welcoming party over this period.

If this happens, I'll have his position raised to the Viscount, and we'll work on an operation that goes hand in hand with a promotion celebration. I'm the Earl myself, and if that's how much I am, I'm sure I'll get through now. Let's ask His Majesty soon.

Suddenly he was summoned to the castle to see Mr. Neumann's face and is a stone and two birds.

"What's up? Weird face."

"Huh? Oh, no, it's nothing. I was thinking about the future."

"... why don't you take a little break?

"No, it's not that big a deal."

"Really? I don't know..."

Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi worried me. Glad.

What an adorable thing about a teacher with a worrying look on his face. Excellent maneuver. I want you to enjoy this moment forever.

However, there are other things to do on the soy sauce face.

Instead, I've found it just now.

"Excuse me, may I move the place?

"Hmm?"

For convenience with blocked hands, point to the corner of the venue with your gaze.

Then there was Gogol, who eats quietly by himself. Looks like she was calling again for a celebratory seat, too. On the other hand, I am very pleased with that fact, and at the same time I am overflowing with apologies, precisely because of the sight I now see.

For the convenience of having a large number of other people, she also has great difficulty securing her own meal. For such a brown lolita, there were several dedicated wagons set up in the area. Gogol's having dinner with Mosomoso by his side.

Naturally, there is no popularity around. Only her and the wagon neighborhood around her make it a blank zone without people leaning over. I don't have to be anywhere else, only for the participants in this launch, because I understand Gogol's high part.

It is a picture surface that is too uncut. You can't let it go on a boulder.

"Ah, ah..."

However, that's how I took a step forward to move, and there was a figure of someone else tangling with her. Go to Gogol, who is doing something like an indescribable meat with hamham, from such a distance that the spear cannot be reached, speak up and act.

'Whoa, the mayor came to greet you straight away!?

"... greetings?

"The Ningens say hello to all sorts of people for these extravagant dining opportunities! And, oh come on, they do things like talk about the weather, talk about the neighborhood of the house!

"Really?

'That's right! It is!

"... so?

"Yes, so I came to say hello!

…………

"Say hello! Say hello!?

What the hell, Lorigon, you do it.

I was reminded of the care I showed my wife in the bathroom whenever. And this time, no violence will ever waver against her care like that. As far as I could see from a distance, the soy sauce face confirmed that there was only a slight smile on Gogol's face.

"... Shall I leave it to the mayor"

"Right."

Dr. Editor is also dusting your face.

I would be very happy to keep them company in the future.

◇ ◆ ◇

I had dinner, I drank alcohol.

Soy sauce face walked out of the venue on its own, where it was physically and mentally more comfortable. The tournament was held until yesterday. In the middle of the stage set in its center, you look up at the cloudless, full night sky.

…………

Sometimes you feel that way.

He's a centimeter.

When the slightly cold wind strokes my cheeks, it wakes me up with a body lit by alcohol.

If you look at a satellite that floats two or three without saying one, is there such a thing as emotion? It's not been a year since I've been here. However, I feel like I've been doing this for a long time. Looking up at the night sky to my surprise seems a long time ago too.

"... that's a good place"

Will I bury my bones in this world?

Aware of such a thing, I realized my own feelings, though not full. If you say you don't miss the original world, you're sure to lie. But if you hung both on the scale, the needle would easily lean toward the present life.

…………

In retrospect, he seems to have been flying around that way, realizing he can't even draw a decent map of the world. Even if you know the name Penny Empire, more than that, it's your own knowledge that stops you from waking up as soon as possible.

What form of continent is our country located around? What is the name of the sea that surrounds the continent? On the other side of the sea, what sights are there? If it is the original world, it is the kind of common sense that even children know.

…………

Though there have been excessive bends, get an aristocratic identity. The demon king, who was busy with the public, also defeated him safely to obtain his immediate position. The operation of Dragon City was also on track, and now that the clothing and living punch was guaranteed, the soy sauce face calmed down to get time to think about the future.

When it comes to the entertainment that human beings want that solidifies them around, it is decided.

I don't even have to think about it.

"... it's a trip"

I might want to take a look around the world.

Because it's a fantasy.

Why don't you invite around Gogol and stay on foot for a national comic tour? An empty journey on the back of the Lorigon. At national attractions, the EX Editor teacher received this and the accumulation.

…………

Nice, travel.

The more I think about it, the more I want to go to Russia.

I've been wuss.

"This is the only way to go."

If you start thinking, you won't stop, otherworld-fantasy.

Will I need a passport? Visa or something, does it exist? With your neighbor, Mr. Pussy Republic, today, when I think about it again, I know nothing about the international travel situation.

It's getting exciting to look into them again.

"Why don't you ask someone?"

Fortunately, there are a lot of people around the soy sauce face today who are active in stranding the world. Ask around the journal professor and I'm sure it won't be a single shot. From the first glance, it was an encount on the Dark Continent.

All right, let's do that.

Plans are set for tomorrow and beyond.

Those things in the middle of nowhere, the voices that accidentally called the soy sauce face sounded.

"You got a second? Count Tanaka."

I didn't think there was anyone else.

I look back at those who were in a great panic and heard voices. Ahead of consciousness is to descend from the stage where you stand, on the side of the communication passage that leads to the holding room. At a distance of about twenty or thirty meters apart, there was a figure of man there.

It is His Majesty.

"What has this done to a place like this, Your Majesty?

And I am alone.

Totally unexpected.

"Did I say Neumann? I checked with your men, and I heard it was here."

We did it, Mr. Neumann. Your Majesty has remembered your name.

Wouldn't this be close to a return bloom to the center?

But why has His Majesty bothered to visit the soy sauce face alone? If it's like sharing information, it feels good via Richard. I mean, I just thought I was back in King's Capital, but you were still in Dragon City.

"What can I do for you?

"Can you let me hang up on one of your words of labor?

Let Nicole smile a little and talk.

Your Majesty seems in a good mood today.

"I'm afraid."

"What a strange feeling when this is over. I wonder if the illness of my daughter, who mourned so much at the time, and now it was all imposed by God for the rest of your encounter."

…………

It was in the vortex. Though I would never think of it that way.

This one was a must.

It was entirely her deserved that the princess was cursed, and the existence of herself drawn to it was a hilarious Gentile fooled by a bad realtor. There's about as much creepy as telling a bastard about his fate in the first place.

"Don't you think? Count Tanaka."

"You're right."

But Busamen nod honestly.

There's nothing good about it where you defied it. What I would like to talk about looking good in this hand seat would be the sexual nature of the role that never changes when I cross the world. When it comes to what we can do, we're listening. The gavel that we're appealing to is exquisite.

Your Majesty has accommodated a lot of things in the future.

"Oh, you still think so, too?"

"Words from His Majesty still fell on my chest"

"... right"

In tough shape, but somewhere to make a snort of satisfaction. A few moments later, I could see a lot of grin in its mouth. I'm pretty sure he's in a good mood for letting out his drowning daughter's illness and still feeling better.

Apparently the answer is correct. Busamen seems to have succeeded in keeping His Majesty in a good mood.

I was just thinking...

Earl of Tanaka.

"What is it?

"Excuse me, would you marry Angelica, the rest of my daughter?

…………

Hey, what's that punitive game?

The brave man who defeated the demon king returned to his country and married the princess and lived happily ever after. What a grumble is the tip of a fairy tale everyone must have heard of once. However, the princess's groin, given to the brave, was also increased to the sword he equipped for a used hole of hundred wars smell.

I have a feeling at the end of the day that a difficult request to evade has flown.

Think virginally.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

During the feast, Mr. Tanaka witnessed the venue being left alone.

It's about being left from the outer hallway facing the courtyard, nowhere, without speaking to anyone. The maid who saw this by chance will surely also help that alcohol was probably in it, if she noticed, she was chasing after it.

Extremely sneaky.

Then he went through the mayor's mansion and was headed outside. Slowly walk on your own feet to enjoy the view of the city. Is it quite a rare sight, as Mr. Tanaka usually flies around with flying magic regardless?

Where are you going?

When I was wondering about it, I could not overhear my voice echoing from behind so as to represent my own doubt.

"Where is he going?

"Huh!?

Looking back, there was Mr. Elf.

No, it's not just Mr. Elf. You can see Estelle, Mr. Dragon, Mr. Vertical Roll, Mr. Ashley, and even Mr. Gogol a little further away. And everyone, with one exception, was paying attention to how Mr. Tanaka was doing.

Apparently the maid wasn't the only one following him.

"Guru, are you going to set up a new building in confidence with me?

"I've been talking to someone for a long time, so maybe you want to take it slow on your own? I think there are moments like that for everyone. That's why I don't think we should interrupt this."

"Then Liz should go home alone?

"Huh..."

It will be busy on the way.

For once, you're not allowed to lurk your voice, but as a maid, I don't care. The convenience of other people walking on sparse streets, the sound of things sounds a lot. I think you're sensitive to people's signs because even the Demon King will defeat you.

"Oh, I turned the corner. Whoa!

Mr. Aufsteiner said to everyone who exchanges words.

We have already walked quite a distance after the party venue. When we get here, it's about humanity that we want to see where he's headed and beyond. Thanks to this, my feet were moving first and foremost.

Will you travel to the front of the bend so that you don't make as many footsteps as you can? Make sure people's footsteps were far enough ahead to let everyone peek at their faces from the bend. If you look from the side, it must be a terribly funny sight.

I repeated that several times.

Then ahead of us, there was something fuzzy to see.

"... venue"

As Mr Elf was whined, Mr Tanaka's steps were suitable for the venue of the Games. With a floating walk from the plain, you will be directed inside of it. Could there be something in the venue that has already lost its popularity as well that we do not know about?

I don't know.

'Let's go!

After Mr. Tanaka's back, Mr. Dragon and I will rush ahead.

The hem of the dress is hilarious.

"Ah, stay here!

You will continue with Elf as your lead to chase her like that. The maid will be with you again. I chased that back, distancing myself enough so that he wouldn't notice.

Enter the venue building past the main entrance.

Eventually, the destination was set in the center of the tournament venue.

Mr. Tanaka stood alone in the center of it and looked up at the night sky and such without doing anything. You can't see any movement when it comes to this. Just blurry, you're instantly looking at the stars in the night sky.

That's how we see him from the shadow of the aisle connecting the stage and the hallway.

"What's he doing?

"Yay, it's dusk! It feels unusual, but you look great!

"I wonder what that looks like?

"Exactly! Everything from the toe to the ceiling of your head looks great!

…………

We've been chasing after them for now, but what's going on? I can't help but look at Mr. Tanaka as he is. I don't think he has business here, either.

It's not Master Estelle's word, but it just looks like it's dusk.

"... wait a minute, someone's here!

Mr. Elf raised his voice unexpectedly.

Your attention will gather ahead of her gaze. Contrary to what we're hiding, it's another existential gateway to the stage. This is the entrance to and exit from the communication corridor that connects to the holding room. From there I could see one person, walking toward the stage.

"... how could His Majesty be here?

Master Estelle is bossy, she's been whined.

As you pointed out, it was the king of the Penny Empire who showed up. He finds Mr. Tanaka on stage and heads straight to the bottom of it. I can't see anyone else. I can't even confirm one of the escorts.

Eventually, the two of you took the form of facing each other directly from the front.

"What has this done to a place like this, Your Majesty?

"Did I say Neumann? I checked with your men, and I heard it was here."

In doing so, the story began between you two.

We are listening to this in silence.

Could it be that Mr. Tanaka had promised the King? It's just a coincidence to say that. Could the King have been as attentive to his trends as we are again?

I don't know, I think so.

"What can I do for you?

"Could you give me a chance to hang up on one of the words of my labor"

"I'm afraid."

"What a strange feeling when this is over. I wonder if the disease of my daughter, who mourned so much in the beginning, and now it was all imposed by God for the rest of your encounter."

…………

The king's narrative was very calm.

It is the difference between cloud mud and mud when I received your words before.

"Don't you think? Count Tanaka."

"You're right."

"Oh, you still think so, too?"

"Words from His Majesty still fell on my chest"

"... right"

The way the two of you exchange words is a very quiet thing.

That word sounds comfortable somewhere and can be delivered under us. Instead, when I asked how the others were doing, attention was paid to the exchange between the King and Mr. Tanaka, without exception of any one of you.

However, those calm times are only a few moments away.

Earl of Tanaka.

"What is it?

"Excuse me, would you marry Angelica, the rest of my daughter?

In the wake of the King's continued words, the air on the ground changed.

◇ ◆ ◇

One of the most important thoughts came to mind.

How do I say no to this?

Totally unexpected and unexpectedly struck, the thought of soy sauce faces begins to spin with dizzying momentum. However, no matter how much you think, no good words come to mind. The more I think about it, the more all the future that I can't help will float and disappear.

Royal bitch, by the way.

Then a princess bitch would be better off even if it's still the same bitch.

I don't know, she's horny cute that seems to commit me to a thick raw every night when I get married. My colleague also said that Menhella's daughter is aggressive about flirting. When I search online, it also says a lot about blogs and stuff. Seriously, that's a virgin's hope.

In the case of Royal Bitch, by contrast, women and men, that's a problem before that.

The only thing that comes to mind is an image like a machine that cuts otine into rings.

"Could you please ask for my daughter? Count Tanaka."

His Majesty, who speaks, is a serious face. You look so serious that there is no more.

Fuck, yeah, what am I gonna do?

In a hurry.

The opponent is the king of a country. There's someone else I like, like Estelle. I can't tell her to avoid it. I'm not young enough to be allowed to do that, and I'm not in a simple position. Even now, the title of Count is painful.

In the meantime, we have to make time to think about it somehow.

"I'm very afraid, Your Majesty."

"What do you say? Can't you take it?

"It is an extra privilege for you to be a mature Earl. It is therefore not sneaky to accept it with such a body of alcohol. It would be nice if we could set up a venue again for later."

"You don't have to think so hard. I want to be close to you for the rest."

"... thank you"

Shit, Your Majesty is being a hot man only today.

Doesn't sound great. It's coming so gooey. This guy also took the Demon King's War with this guy, and maybe he had something to feel. Very annoying, thanks to you. Do you have any props to buy time? Or peek around.

Then I discovered something in the corner of my sight that felt just right.

"It looks like this. Now I have more alcohol going around than His Majesty is supposed to. I'm willing to rush you back, but I'll have a little water or something at the well there. Could you give me some time to prepare a word for the occasion to remember?"

"You're still a tough guy. But Richard and others must feel good about you. Again, I never hate the rest. At best, we should think about complaining that the poet wants to leave behind for future generations."

"Thank you"

It's true you're drunk on alcohol, and your body flutters again. I never lied. In this meagre amount of time I have managed to earn, I have to win respite for my relationship with the Royal Bitch, at least for a few more days.

Soy sauce faces head to the well in footsteps that don't. Originally prepared to use to clean the stage. There was a little distance, but as soon as I realized it, it was moving to the front.

Maybe it wasn't a good idea to have been so distracted by other things. It was shortly after I tried to reach the fishing bottle hung on the well. The body that was spinning alcohol more than I thought was inadvertently out of balance.

"Ah..."

My vision moves forward and backwards as I embark on my posture.

Where my leg hits the edge of the well, I try to support my body by sticking my hand out reflexively. Then the flat hand facing forward crosses the rope to be grasped into the well only. The self-weight had already moved forward, and if you noticed, the head was lowered below the umbilical.

What was given was a sense of levitation.

The moment I fell, the moment I felt like that, I somehow had a severe pain running around my neck. The feel of cold water that simultaneously envelops the head to toe. The sound of bashari sounded somewhat distant. This is a healing magic exercised aggressively.

However, the magic doesn't activate about what's going on.

"Huh..."

What happened?

While I also wondered, my consciousness dimmed over whether I was in a bad place to hit.

In doing so, Busamen sank into the darkness.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

That happened in front of our eyes.

"Hey, he fell into the well!?

It was Mr. Elf who couldn't help but react to his hair. He raised his voice in an aggressive manner. The people who stay with this will continue again. No way would anyone have assumed that he would fall into the well. The bouncing sound of water sounded to the venue at night as something that was somewhat hilarious.

"Why? Why did you fall?

"Hey, hey, what do you mean?

That has already fallen brilliantly. This is him walking out flustered, away from under the king. As you all focused on where we were going, we headed straight to the well to be sucked in, and it fell softly.

Everyone is confused because of it.

Could you have been more drunk on alcohol than we thought? When I was helping my parents, I heard stories like that, too. If you're drunk and fall into a well and die, it seems surprisingly common.

When you hit the root of your neck, you lose consciousness in an instant, so you die without even realizing that you drowned? This maid also used to slip her legs in the bathroom and hit the root of her neck, losing her mind.

But I didn't think Mr. Tanaka would fall.

"I know! But it fell!? I fell into a well!

Answering the queries from Mr. Dragon and Mr. Vertical Roll, Mr. Elf ran out. The way ahead of that step is precisely under the well where Mr. Tanaka has now stood. Everyone else will follow her again.

"Hey, what!? You..."

Seeing us suddenly present, the king began to panic.

He was also running down the well again.

"Didn't you do something to him? No!?

Mr. Elf and others are impatient.

I don't see how I could have done anything with the king in front of me. Normally, she atrophies in front of the great people, and her voice is absurd with an impatient look, which is often considered a pull. That's already a lot of momentum. It's going to catch on to me now.

Thanks to this, on the contrary, the king has become more atrophic.

"I don't know, and I don't know!? All I had to do was talk to that guy! Instead, this is where I found out. Go! All of a sudden I fell into a well! I don't think so. Weren't you drunk? That's what he said."

"Oh, it's not unlikely..."

"It's a light for now, turn on the light!

"Ugh, um..."

Mr. Tanaka, you still got drunk and fell into the well.

As usual, he's not even clapping.

The maid can't even assume that day will come. From a far-sighted perspective, it was a terribly hilarious fall. There is no doubt that he was also an unexpected event. He's a liquor lover, so when it comes to apparently.

"Get out of my way! I'll light it up!

Master Estelle unleashed her magic in a terrible panic.

A dazzling glow illuminates the well.

Illuminated by an intense magical glow, you can clearly see from the slight tremor on the surface of the water to the irregularities on the bottom. But I don't know what's going on, there wasn't what we were looking for. You can't find anyone in the corner of the well, illuminated to the corner.

"Hey, you're not here?

"Oh, such an idiot!

Mr. Elf's amazing voice echoed loudly into the venue.

Mr. Tanaka, where have you been? We have confirmed that he will fall into this well. That has already fallen brilliantly. Even so, there's no sign of him in the well.

I'm a little scared.

"He said to himself that he couldn't use space magic. What do you mean disappear at this time? Anyone else have a surgeon? But not so easy, such as exposing him from the side..."

"If you kill him, will you come back?

Mr. Dragon is staring at the king.

Is it a look reminiscent of her when we met not long ago? As far as the shape is concerned, I've come all the way to the maid. Signs that it's going to pop up right now make everyone on the field even more nervous.

"Stay, I'm not saying it's not the rest!

"There was no indication that the person exercised magic. That's all you understand, isn't it? Regardless, if you have other people and you set them up from there, it's not an impossible story. But I couldn't feel it again."

"Guru, Guru"

"No, no! No, you're not. It's true! Trust me on the rest!

The king still looks like he's going to cry.

Mr. Dragon is awesome from the front, no majesty or snare. On my knees on the spot, I look up to the mayor to pray.

"I wonder why he fell into the well in the first place!?

"No, I don't know that either. That's the only reason I was drunk..."

Mr. Elf was told with a look that seemed terribly sorry.

◇ ◆ ◇

When I realized it, I changed from the tournament venue and stood in a blank space with nothing.

There is no ground underfoot. There is no sky over my head. There's no horizon, as it should be. Even the front, back, left, and right sensations are suspicious in the first place. If the universe were white, wouldn't this be the case? It is a place where I would think of it that way anyway.

On the front stands a familiar figure. Whenever I visit my place, I remember talking about calling myself God. Besides him, I can only confirm the appearance of the soy sauce face. Just like before, we are alone.

"Woos! You're God, my mistake, and you're dead, Woos!

His voice in front of me made him speak loud too.

Naturally, I will answer your soy sauce face.

"God, has this never happened before?

"That's my fault, S."

This god, he's definitely lying.

However, if you truthfully believe in that title, they are great. I guess I don't remember the conversations I had with people like myself. 'Cause it's dangerous enough to kill people out of a slight handicap.

Looking at last minute memory, perhaps the cause of death is drowning after falling into the well. It must also be because of the failure to exercise restorative magic on the way. However, I don't know the details of what kind of discrepancies intervened in the process. Because it was your own will to go to the well.

Thinking of it that way, I feel the horror of not being a demon king's ratio.

I guess this is unreasonable.

"In a world of swords and magic fantasies to apologize, I'll give you as much cheese as you want, and let me TUEE you as much as you want, sss! Money, power, women, everything you think it is. Shh! Yeah, if you can!

The soy sauce face answered.

"Is that true?

God said.

"Truth!

Nostalgic phrase somewhere, pleasant to interact with.

But I honestly can't be happy this time. There is this virgin, not least untrained, in the world that lived to this day for some reason. Of course, when it comes to the world two years ago, if there was any untrained, it is a concern there as well. It's just that one year ago, it's extraordinary.

Wouldn't it be too sad to die without getting Dr. EX Editor's membrane? Isn't it too cute to say bye-bye without letting Lorigon lay sperm eggs? Gogol can't believe you can't sexually harass me, even if they took my limbs.

"What's the matter, sss? Just say it, Sz!

But if he's dead, there's nothing I can do.

This place should honestly go ahead with the negotiations at his pace rather than go poorly and undermine the other guy's mood. Fortunately, they're bringing me suggestions, and while I can say what I want to say, I think I should make a request.

Then I have already decided to ask from Busamen.

"If that's what you mean, make me look good"

"Are you handsome?

"Yes, he's handsome. I want handsome cheats."

All you need to do to complete your life is, yes, a good-looking face.

As long as it looks good, the world will be fine.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?

"Everyone in the world is in love, envious, jealous, absolutely handsome. If you fit into your sight, you will be the ultimate handsome man of overwhelming beauty, good looks and pride of charisma, old and young alike, unable to turn a blind eye at the top!

"A handsome guy, indeed, is a great sss. If you're handsome, life is easy."

"You're right, you're right"

It would be a world if things were untrained. But the Demon King defeated him, and Dragon City dropped a paragraph. At this time of year, you won't be bothered that much if you leave about one of your soy sauce faces.

Only in the next world will you be reborn handsome. Become handsome and strive for de-virginity in Lori Sex. Eventually, waiting ahead is the dream Yaritin Summer Vacation. Pour when inserted, pour when inserted, or days await.

Farewell Doctor, farewell Lorigon, farewell Gogol.

If I say I'm not sad, I lie. But virginity meets new virgins in a new world and shows them to do their duty as males in good standing. If we ever meet again, then I'm sure my hair will be brown fuzzy and twinkly.

I want to cross my hands to the front of my chest for a wish or something to pose for.

Something like that, talk appropriately strong.

"Therefore, I would like you to know. Even God certifies good-looking."

But soon after Busamen had decided to be ready, God was ready.

It was delivered to the ear of the soy sauce face without saying whether or not it sounded.

But I can't make you look good, asshole.

"Hey, why the hell not?!? God!"

"Look at this, you want to be handsome, Tess?

"Huh?"

God's gaze accidentally sidestepped it.

Then what happened, in part of the space that was white, something like a rift appeared. It is like an asphalt that has cracked from crust fluctuations. Beyond that, I don't know, I can see how much space there is.

I'll just stare at something.

Then, the rift that appeared by dividing the space showed a familiar sight, as if it were a movie screen. Where I stood myself until now. It is a well set aside by the stage of the tournament venue. This is the shape that looks diagonally down from above.

There were a couple of people around it, and they said, "Oh, come on."

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

Mr. Elf, who stared at the well, raised his voice unexpectedly.

"No, stay! A slight but magically exercised trace can be felt. You seem to be covering up well, but this is still after someone else uses magic! Look at this place, you can't feel the magic of a very small amount!

You're going to embark on a well and stare at its edge. To a maid who doesn't even understand the letter as it is magic, it just looks like an inner wall of a well with no weirdness whatsoever. What can you see in Mr. Elf's eyes?

"Duh, what do you mean?

A voice of doubt was also cast by Estelle, who is studied at the Royal School.

I'm sure it's a very difficult magic story.

"I don't know the details. But didn't someone admire the space and take his personality? But this is extremely advanced cover-up magic. Oh, it's like I don't understand. What the hell is this magic trail..."

"Where have you been?

"I don't know that far into boulders. However, similar signs of subpoena magic and space magic can be seen in a faint way! I don't know, but he's been confronting people with the skills he's had so far!?

In response to Mr. Elf's words, the place began to get busy as soon as possible.

This is Mr. Tanaka, who even let the Demon King try to defeat him. He's the kind of person who can grab him from the side, no matter how drunk he was. The upset that ran between you guys must be a big deal. The maid also got cold spines all by herself.

Why has Mr. Tanaka been exposed? Who asked for what? Words begin to be exchanged among the people who are there. However, where we have had so much debate, there is no indication that the doubts will ever be resolved.

It was our mayor, Mr. Dragon, who embarrassed you all with such agitation.

'Well, then I'll go get it back!? Get that man!

It was so loud that it rang from corner to corner of the tournament venue. He raised his voice to proclaim his modest breasts to everyone in the room. It's a very grand behavior. I just don't take that for granted.

It was so words emanating from the top of the stage that it reached from corner to corner of the tournament venue.

"He can't be dead! He must be out there somewhere!

For a moment, the venue quieted down properly.

I wonder, and the others will also start to speak up to her about losing.

"If that's the case, I'm coming too!

"Hmm? It's getting interesting."

"Oh, yeah! I will never forgive you for taking Osama."

"... I'll definitely take it back"

You were all spoken to, as you forgot that you were also in front of the king. Now, I suppose everyone prefers Mr. Tanaka. Understand that fact and your chest is overflowing with warmth.

The strength not only to grieve at the loss, is very reliable.

Is that why, if you notice, the maid was also raising her voice again.

"Oh, uh, let me help you, too!

Where did Mr. Tanaka end up? I have no idea what a maid is because I don't know Mr. Elf. I'm sure no one on this scene can tell.

I just never think he's going to manage that so easily.

And at the same time, if you're all here, you're sure to find it. Never, even if it had been called from the end of the earth.

"Ugh, um. Now it's our turn to help him!

As I speak for your feelings, Mr. Elf spoke loudly.

In response, a number of voices echoed loudly at the evening tournament venue.

◇ ◆ ◇

"You still want to look good in this, huh?

Rift born suddenly into a white space. God said, pointing the sight shown ahead to his gaze. There, the soy sauce face and the knowledgeable people were seen exchanging words when they showed themselves to us.

It was kind of a sight that would come a long way.

God, who calmed his expression a few times, once again asks his soy sauce face. A voice that speaks only in the heart also feels like kindness, as parents tell their children and make them listen. I really wondered if that's what you wanted.

"You want to be"

…………

Somehow, I could understand that he was trying to create a good vibe. However, it is in the honest chest that I accidentally came out with my mouth. I haven't been busy with Dada for a long time. Isn't it already the breath of reflection? There are many lives saved in the world if they are handsome.

Thanks to you, my face staring at God's soy sauce face sucks.

Is that what you're gonna say in this scene right now? Like.

"But well, that's..."

"... what the fuck?

"If the facial makeup changes, they might be in trouble"

Again, I answered looking at the sight ahead of the rift.

It is also a lie and a false thought.

"Yep. Exactly, sss."

The value of a person, he said, is determined by the number of people who, when that person dies, shed tears on me. I don't know if the metric is correct or not. However, for Busamen, who just thought it was a remote story, it was a few heart-shaking sights.

Is there anything more we can do for them?

I was thinking about that when I realized it.

"God, I have one favor to ask you"

"What is it?

"I'll give up on earlier favors, so why don't you just try harder for the city?

…………

What Busamen can do, it makes their lives a little easier. More specifically, it is to sweat at labor and earn a salary. Although far from being a company employee, the scale has only increased from company to aristocratic society, from home to territory.

Isn't he trying his best as a company animal?

"Can't you?

"No, it's not impossible, sss. I understand."

"Is that okay? Tell me what..."

"Return to the world where it was."

"Thank you"

Apparently, we can go back to them.

Then don't kill him by mistake, because it's an honest feeling, but I'm sure there was a warm emotion there that felt like it was his considerable care, compassion, or individual response.

"Thanks for all your help"

"One thing at a time, I'll serve you, sss"

"... a service?

"Until I got here, I was worried about you."

God spoke in a slightly calm voice.

My arm swings from right to left without being able to hold my hair in between. I said service, etc., so I was hoping that maybe the handsome guy wouldn't be able to do it, but he'd do it as futsumen, or fix the baldness on the side of his head, etc., etc.

However, the words that went on are completely unexpected here.

"It's a good idea to take the first break for a while until it's almost cold"

"Huh?"

A magic formation emerged at the foot of the soy sauce face.

What a frigid god, so I try to exercise my flying magic reflexively. However, no matter how much you remember, the magic doesn't activate. There was no way to do it, and my whole body wouldn't move, as it was in the gold bondage, even if I changed my mind about running out on my own feet.

A few moments later, as in previous breakups, the consciousness of the soy sauce face was lost as putsu.

◇ ◆ ◇

It was also during the bundle that I was talking to God, my vision dimmed in an instant.

Apparently, the magic formation that was laid at your feet was activated. The sight that has now come with God's murky, painful face has become dark as it is. Because the situation was a situation, prepare for the next one without being able to move.

Then, his vision opened without allowing his hair to pass.

"Huh..."

Dosun and some impact pass from the back of the foot to the whole body.

Looks like he dropped a few dozen centimeters or so while in an upright position. I almost raised my voice and swallowed this. Taking a reflexive step, it returned the touch of a short grass of back length over the shoe.

At the same time it was the blue sky that jumped into view. Moving out of obscure divine space, everywhere. It seemed to have been moved by something spatially magical. When the night dawns, and looking at the sunlight pouring over your head, it is also a question.

…………

Busamen caught sight of the surrounding area in a great panic.

Then, what is it?

There were a lot of boys and girls around to surround themselves. In the middle of the spacious meadow, the soy sauce face now stands in a row to make a circle. Moreover, the gaze is uniformly toward this side with the bin.

Everyone wears the same clothes. It's like a uniform from the Royal School of the Penny Empire, it's a crisp outfit. However, the design is different from the uniform in the same school. Would an older person dressed differently, found only one, be the pull of the boys and girls?

And just a few steps more than a bunch, one person close to the soy sauce face.

He has impressive curly blonde hair, thirteen or four and is a boy. It will definitely be in the aristocracy because of its good stature. He turned to the front and looked stunned to see Busamen.

"Become..."

There is no doubt that his own existence has had an unexpected and unexpected impact on him.

"Um, excuse me, but this is..."

Attempt to communicate on both the raven and the corner.

What was given to such a soy sauce face was a screaming plain voice.

"Duh, how could a human be summoned!?

Summon.

They say it's a summons.

"Such a civilian is a subpoena…"

…………

Detailed circumstances are unknown.

However, if you still have something to think about, one thing.

I would have liked to have been summoned by a pretty girl if I'd been summoned anyway.