Atelier Tanaka

[Sophia perspective]

I did it. The maid has committed a lapse.

"Duh, what shall we do..."

The bird I've held so far has traveled to the future in the magic of Mr. Elf. I got caught up in space-time magic and disappeared everywhere. When the magic team disappeared, I couldn't find his adorable figure there.

Mr. Tanaka, what shall we do? What shall we do, Mr. Bird?

"You've popped up pretty good."

…………

I totally resent other HR vertical rollers.

However, it is all my responsibility.

It's a faulty maid who didn't hold it tight. I was unexpectedly surprised when they bashed my wings. My arms are loose in my arms. And if you recall, this will be his second escape.

As well as when my rival, the maid of the Nipple Kingdom, ran wild, Mr. Bird took it off his maid and jumped out of momentum. That was an early start that was no longer noticeable.

"No, it's okay. Sophia doesn't have to worry about it. Shit!

"But..."

My condolences, Master Estelle, are as gentle as ever.

That's the difference between the cloud mud and the vertical roll master.

I accidentally want to pledge allegiance.

"Look at the floor."

"Huh? Ah, yes"

Drop your gaze on the floor at your feet as prompted but left.

Then there was a small footprint.

It's Mr. Bird's footprint.

Taking it off my arm if I recall, he made sure to bounce on the floor and fly to Mr. Tanaka's place. It must be the footprint that came with it then. However, the problem here is that the floor of the reception room is between stone slabs.

The plank of the tree is caught in the shape of your leg.

…………

You're more amazing than I thought, Phoenix.

If it had been done in my arms, my chest would have been dented.

First, it was definitely bloody.

"You're a Phoenix toddler for everything, aren't you? That elf said so. Though a toddler, Phoenix is a creature of the Dark Continent, and, as you can see, it doesn't seem very powerful. If you can't contain this, no one will complain."

"Oh, is that right?

"Naturally, that's how much he knows."

…………

"So don't worry, Sophie."

"... thank you"

I'm kind of relieved you said that.

And I got a call from someone else saying that's what I'm doing.

"Sorry, I'm just being impudent and bothering you guys."

I am the princess of the kingdom of Nipple.

But was your name Victoria? Like every other ester, they are dressed in men's clothes. Besides, it was quite well done, and at first glance, it is just a stand-up that is confusing with men.

Plus, he's handsome.

My heart is filled with feelings about why I'm a woman and how I don't feel about it.

I know a little about the feelings of the maid who was her squire.

"Meh, there's no annihilation! My apologies!

"If Count Tanaka is with us, I'm sure he'll be fine"

"... Yes"

And I'm this princess, but I'm pretty trusted by Mr. Tanaka.

What was the interaction between the two of you?

You're a little concerned.

"But this is the second time you've lost your temper. You should be careful next time."

…………

A rival maid gave me an ungrateful novel.

How can it be such a shame that your maid comes with you when the princess can be shown to be such a nice person? Let me point out further that one of the failures was caused by her rampage. Within the royal castle of the kingdom of cherries, this is one case where I suddenly took out a knife.

I'm going to be mucky about this, too, boulder. Mucky.

I figured I'd know how she feels or something, so I figured I'd just keep it to myself.

I don't know what the intent was and Mr. Tanaka was welcomed into her. However, for whatever reason, you will never lose, this. 'Cause if I lose to her, I'm absolutely sorry.

Yes, the feud between the maids is more harsh than your husband would imagine.

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A hundred years later in the future, Dragon City was full of zombies.

Checking outdoors through the window of the reception room, there are undead zombies wandering around doing nothing to see it. As for the smells Lorrigon said, I'm pretty sure they're the source of the smell.

With that fact in sight, we are stunned.

"Oh, come on! Let's go!? Let's go exorcise!?

can't contain the feeling of doing it, Lorigon trying to rush out first.

I grabbed her tail like that, Dr. Editor said.

"Stay, it's not too late to act until you know what's going on in town!

"Eh..."

The momentum lorigon slipped his legs and fell to the floor. I guess I didn't think they'd pull my tail. I ran all the way through your face. Thanks to you, Doctor, I've done it, I'm just saying it.

"Huh?

What are you doing, birds? staring at the fallen lorigon with a look like He tilts his neck with a questionable eye. Isn't it a fairly calming bird for a young man?

"Oh, hey, you okay?

"Guru, kill"

Rising lorigons stare at the teacher and say.

Pretty angry.

I'm sure you're rubbing your mind about the existence of zombies.

"Mr. Christina, please wait"

"I won't wait!

Take a step toward Dr. Editor with his angry mind.

To her like that, the teacher continues his words in a great panic.

"Oh, they're zombies. Even if you think the power of the Immortal King is under control, what can you do? And it's very dangerous for an Immortal King a hundred years from now to sell a fight without confirming if he's the same person we know."

"But the town is full of zombies! I was gonna leave you alone!?

Let's also go to arbitration for soy sauce faces.

With Mr. Bird in his arms, he takes a step toward the two of us.

"Mr. Christina, let's check the cause first. I just beat the zombies gradually with allowances, and I don't really think the situation is going to clear up. And as far as I'm concerned, you're far more important to live in the same era than the future Dragon City in a hundred years."

"Eh..."

"You don't listen to me when I say it, but when this guy says it, you blush."

"Ah, ah, not red! It's not red!? I'll kill the zombies!

While dozens of bodies and zombies are cited, our standing reception room cannot be seen vandalized by this. As far as I can confirm through the window, the other buildings also maintain a clean appearance. There will be no doubt that some sort of order is working.

"Let's hurry up and check inside the building"

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea"

"Huh."

…………

With the teacher at the head, Busamen and Lorigon are launching an investigation into the town mayor's house a hundred years later.

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After the reception room, we walk down the hallway towards the first floor of the building.

If this mayor's house had the same structure as the one we know of, there would be a relatively large group of facilities and rooms on the ground floor. If anyone lives in a mansion, it's up to them to think that they're likely to meet.

Down the stairs, turn a few corners of the hallway.

The arrival point will be the entrance immediately after crossing the front door.

"You didn't see anyone."

"Ugh, um..."

"Where are we going next?

"Huh?

What should I do? Could it be deserted?

I just don't have a lot of dust to do that either. I don't think the zombies outside are cleaning the mansion, and I'm pretty sure there's someone there to take care of it, but what about there?

Shall we head upstairs now?

At our moment when we started thinking about that, the front door was inadvertently opened.

If you check closely, compared to a hundred years ago, both openings made of metal that are somewhat rigorous. This made a tall clatter with Gi, pulled open to the left and right. The dimly lit indoors are brightened by the sunlight inserted from the outdoors.

"Huh..."

It was the combination of vertical rolls and kimorongue that showed up.

They opened their eyes wide as they saw us.

I have a feeling you're so surprised.

"... Hi"

"Huh!

I tried to say hello in a hurry, but I couldn't come up with a good word for what I hung up on. On behalf of such an impudent busamen, Mr. Bird greets you well. Apparently he remembers the two faces.

Future after a hundred years of fulfillment, am I alive or dead in the first place? Even if he were alive, wouldn't he be old and have a face in his place? What is the problem with my hair that I don't even feel comfortable with now? And so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth

As a result of this thought, what a lonely greeting.

This is the same again for Teacher Editor and Lorigon. After an unexpected encounter, even if I try to talk about something, my mouth just goes empty. I'm sure behind that brain, various imaginations will be flowing with dizzying momentum.

"... your husband"

The best thing that ever worked was kimorongue.

Take a step and position yourself to protect the vertical roll from us.

Apparently, the relationship between the two is still a hundred years from now. I felt somewhere horrified to see such a subordinate figure. I wonder if that's why I seem to have got the support I had in my throat, and greeted myself from the mouth of my soy sauce face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Doris, Mr. Geros"

Then it was a long and damning reply.

"... Geros, the dead are back."

…………

It is with the dead, the dead.

A hundred years later in the future, I guess the soy sauce face is already deceased. Though I meant to understand it, when you're told to face it like this, you have quite a few things to come to mind. No, should we explain our identity before that now?

The majority of their upsets are nothing more than our very existence.

"I'm not a dead man. I came from Dragon City a hundred years ago."

"... a hundred years ago?

Vertical roll leaning your neck in doubt in the wake of the words of soy sauce face.

After this, Kimorongue opened his mouth looking like he noticed something.

"Your husband, speaking of which, once upon a time, an elf exercised space-time magic. But not long after the inheritance of the Immortal King was made, it was a time when his men had fallen seven times over its treatment. Do you remember?

"If you say so, that did happen..."

Would you have been satisfied?

I didn't expect you to recall the events of a hundred years ago in such a crisp way that Kimoronge has a very nice head structure. I'm in the mood for a glimpse of creatures like High Demons and Dragons who are said to be more intelligent than humans.

I'm sure they have the right intelligence and memory for life expectancy.

"I think that's how I saw you with the Phoenix toddler. Wow"

"Remember, I'm afraid."

"I never thought I'd meet you in over a hundred years. Wow."

"I apologize for the sudden visit. Can I have a word with you now?

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

A vertical roll of gaze turns to Mr. Bird with a soy sauce face.

To this he just leans his neck and rings.

"Huh?

"... I miss you."

Greeting each other somewhat eased Kimoronge's vigilance.

Mr. Bird's presence is also how he played a role in gaining understanding with him and her. Is it a form that I was in a hurry when I got caught up in magic, but that turned out to be helped? But the vertical roll is what I remember a hundred years ago. I couldn't help but notice.

On the other hand, it is the Lorigon that still strengthens the expression.

"... that Ningen over there, that's something different."

She stares at the vertical roll and lets her pin and tail stand.

I'm sure you're nervous.

I wonder what you don't like.

Even if they say it's different, it's sappy on the soy sauce face to see how it's different. Feels like I saw it. Dimensions are not the same as the vertical rolls we know. The opium is big, the body is small, plus the buttocks and thighs are muddy. Finding mistakes makes it extremely difficult.

Could it be that I'm losing my membrane or something?

No, no, I'm in such trouble.

This is why I don't like the future or anything.

Because the probability of membrane presence is exponentially lost over time.

"I wonder if the mayor of that town is a hundred years old, too?

"Yeah, these two came with me from Dragon City a hundred years ago."

Two people staring at the Lorrigon, as you can see even in rare things.

To him and her like that, Dr. Editor asked.

"Did you quit being human and become undead?

"Oh? Is that what you see?

"It's a guess based on taking into account the fangs peeking from the mouth and the reaction of this dragon, plus a bunch of zombies walking out of town. Since that time, this town has been inhabited by not less than those who pass by magic, including me. I also thought there was no such possibility."

"Yeah, well, it was an elf talking like this. Wow."

"It's quick to talk if you understand our existence. Could you just tell me a little bit about this era? As you pointed out, these three men, including me, came from Dragon City a hundred years ago to solve the problem of the Immortal King."

Where the communication of will came true, the teacher cut out the topic early.

You still have a diligent personality.

"If possible, I want you to introduce me to this era"

"... I can't do that"

"Hey, why?

…………

However, the look on the vertical roll is not fragrant.

Something makes me look reluctant.

When I think of her as normal pleasant, it's an unscrupulous reaction.

"What's up? If you mean to be away, at least just go to..."

'Cause you were dead a long time ago.

"Huh..."

The teacher fought in the wake of the casual words of the vertical roll.

Even Busamen are surprised.

The Lorigon is freaking out without exception.

"Hey, why did you die! Is he really going to die?

"I don't know the details either. It's just that as soon as I said I was going to defeat the Immortal King, I didn't come back until today. And since then, we haven't seen what it looks like either. Wow."

"To defeat the Immortal King, or..."

…………

Dr. Editor, following the news of your death, Lorigon is in suspicion of behavior.

My tail started to move around busily.

The gaze also looks at the teacher again, the soy sauce face, and the vertical roll.

"Are you referring to me as the dead man you spoke of earlier?

"No? So is he next door."

"Oh... well"

Apparently, the soy sauce face will also die with the teacher.

With events like this, you're afraid to move into the future. Something like this, you're going to die anyway, and a lazy spirit like that is going to wake up in your chest. We need to get our minds together properly.

However, it is difficult for modern people to be aware of their own death in their thirties.

If they were from this world, would they consider their own death from a little younger? When I work with Sophia, sometimes in casual conversations, I am made aware that the outlook on death is dramatically different.

"Huh? Huh? '

You will see us surprised by the words of the vertical roll. The bird repeatedly chirped in a slightly refreshing appearance. To calm this down, stroke its head and enjoy the fluffy feel on your hands.

"Have we in the future failed to seal the power of the Immortal King..."

"That could happen. Hey. But nobody resents you, huh? I'm rather sorry. Besides, when you spend it like this, the undead isn't bad for the undead, huh? Well, the zombies out there stink a little."

"Wow, what about me!? I am! '

"You're the only one back alive, aren't you?

"Eh......"

"Thanks to you, we found out about their deaths. Now's the time to settle down, but we were stuck together for a long time at the time. Oh, so, only at the end of the day for the two of us, we're still deciding on a lot of wow."

"Become, what the hell!? You're such an idiot!

The tail of the Lorigon stood pinned.

If I had stood behind her, I would still have been able to worship Opants. It's a real shame. In her case, there are actions like this, but I would strongly like to take care of each positional relationship from day to day.

"Really? If you're curious, you just have to meet him in person to confirm. Wow."

"Guru, Guru..."

Lorigon ringing his throat with an unconvincing look.

Her appeal is the most.

However, if we do nothing as it is now, we will be feathers pushing again towards a future like that. Something around me made it a stuck situation, talks with the predecessor immortal king, battles to the detriment of the mood from. Then there could be a bad end or something.

Only direct confrontations should definitely be avoided in the future.

"By the way, Mr. Doris, the zombies roaming this town..."

"The power of the Immortal King of our time is growing stronger every year. Especially in the last few years. If he were as powerful as Geros, he would not yet be affected, but he could not escape, no matter how he scratched his feet, to a normal man like me."

"Are you sure that the contemporary Immortal King is the girlfriend of the kingdom of Nipple?

"Yes, it is."

After all, it seems that Bo Ma continues to inherit the title of Immortal King.

The root part of the problem, I'm sure, is with her powers.

"So you wanted to undead yourself."

"Right? I don't think this is surprisingly bad. Wow."

"Boulders are great adaptations, my husband"

After receiving an inquiry from the editor teacher, I will try to respond with a doya face.

I acted like I wouldn't let the centenary feel busy. I thought it might have been good for both of us to visit the future first time we met. If it had been someone else, wouldn't it have been less noisy?

"The others live in this town as high undead as I do. Luckily I was able to resign from the human race in a superior ritual, so I wonder if I would be able to spend some time in relative serenity. At least it's much better than being a zombie."

"But then where the hell did the zombies roaming around town come from?

"Not everyone could have been as self-conscious and undead as we are. Wow. Except for those who originally lived in this town, they really flashed out of the ritual. That's what I'm saying."

…………

From the mouthfeel of vertical rolls, it is not hard to imagine that we would have had a rough time coping with the responses of people flowing from other towns. I guess I was forced to make a rounding choice as a result. I guess rituals and doings are never free either.

'Well, then, what happened to that woman!? Woman of the Immortal King. Ha!

"If she's from the Nipple Kingdom, isn't she in the Dark Continent?

"That went a long way again, didn't it?"

"There's been a little commotion before and magic has leaked out of her, hasn't there? With this, the town's people became a bunch of zombies, and so the mayor of the time was quite furious, and that kid moved to the Dark Continent all by himself. Wow."

Oh, my God, boy, they traveled to the Dark Continent by themselves.

It's like we met and it's like we're waving ourselves reminiscent of the original Gogol.

"I wonder if the majority of zombies wandering around this town right now were born then? It's just like that kid's had a loose stopper since. I hear people are becoming zombies all over the world all of a sudden."

…………

"It was under the influence of that that we went on and became undead. Well, if we're in this town, we can at least protect ourselves, right? Because the mayor is putting up something like a bond. But in case you think about it, you can never be alarmed..."

The future forecast map I imagined a few days ago is just as real as it is. Unlike at the time when we saw it as one of a few futures, this is how we actually heard from the parties, and the odd spiciness sprouted up in our chests.

What should I do? I suddenly feel like I need to talk to you.

"Hey, let's go! We're going now. Huh!?

"When I say I'm going, where are you going?

"Congratulations and I came home alone, it's about a dragon!

His nose was rough, too, and Lorrigon barked.

It's rough for a long time.

Your tail is moving like a punch on the pacin and your own foot.

"... well, that's the best way to see what's going on"

'Come on, let's go!

"Okay."

Dr. Editor was nodded at by Lorigon's suggestion.

Then there is no reason for the soy sauce face to disagree.

"Excuse me, thank you both for everything"

Meet Vertical Roll and Kimorongue and take a step outside.

If you're heading to the tower, it's quicker to fly away with Dr. Editor's space magic. However, I think it's a reasonable decision to just fly a little bit, considering the cooldown of the angry Lorigon as well. If I encounter my future self in the present state, I could develop into a fight as it is.

Shortly afterwards, a shirt with a soy sauce face was accidentally pulled from behind.

I look back wondering what it is.

Then there stood a vertical roll with a slight change of expression.

"Hey, wouldn't you like to stay in the past and spend some time in this era?

"Are we?

"Without you, I'd be free and bored every day."

A statement popped up that I didn't think was a virgin.

What an invitation that doesn't look like a vertical roll.

It's like a bitch.

…………

Could it have been lost? The membrane.

Then lose it, or after a hundred years.

"If we stay in this time, at least you and the elves there won't die, will you?

"I do think that's an attractive choice"

"Isn't that right?

"But we have all that we have left in the past."

"... yes, you always do."

…………

In order to meet her membrane again, the virgin must go.

Under that and the future lorigon that I caged in a tall tower.

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Super high-rise tower handmade by the mayor built in the middle of Dragon City.

Towards that rooftop, we hurried with flying magic.

It is high enough to wonder if it will take an entire day once you walk through the inner staircase. Proceed vertically along the outer wall with this. The sculpture with the appearance of the dots and hands flows from top to bottom with dizzying momentum.

This will be my second visit if I recall.

By the way, Mr. Bird has a soy sauce face.

Though he should have proper wings, Busamen don't remember worshipping him as he was flying at one time. I don't think it's a good idea for a boulder, even though it's a little preschool. After all, should I educate you on how to use wings or something?

I just can't afford to do that right now, so I'm carrying it.

"You're making a lot of elaborate..."

Shortly after we got to the top, Dr. Editor was squealed.

Apparently, he's surprised at how well he's doing on the top floor. Large, open eyes are staring at the sight that spreads to the present. If I recall, I felt that I had reacted similarly to myself when I started visiting the place.

Spacious rooftops, in the centre of which are furnished a majestic, majestic structure reminiscent of the temple. The vertical alignment of several thick and round columns is a Parthenon temple atmosphere. A hundred square meters on a scale or so.

Higher than the clouds, it feels sacred when you do it, the way you surround all sides with the blue of the sky and quietly nestle.

"Hey, let's go."

A nervous face, Lorigon walked with us first.

Following her like that, we also walk to the central temple.

The interior of the building was no different from when we visited it before. A large bedroom, just like a tower, made of total stone. Unlike the middle and high floors, however, carpets are laid, similar to the lower floors, and conditioning items are carried in.

Huge covered bed in the center of the room. Sheets are also laid and equipped to withstand immediate residence.

Instead, I could see someone lying on top of it.

'... who is it?

In reaction to us getting in the living room, the person on the sheet moved.

The body lying on the bed awakens itself and half.

"On my tower, the one that goes up on its own. Huh..."

Along with careless complaining, my eyes capture us.

At the same time, his eyes opened wide open to see if this was still the case.

"Eh..."

The opponent will definitely be in the future lorigon.

Taken together, the appearance is no different from that of a modern lorigon. Although it is the clothes that are worn that are different, other than that, they are two melons. If I get shuffled, I'm definitely not going to know which one it is.

"Huh? Huh!?

With the increase in the number of lorigons to two, Mr. Bird is starting to get confused, too.

Between the future lorigon and the past lorigon, the gaze is coming and going.

"What's with this body? It's definitely not me."

Staring at him to stare at him, Lorigon said in the past.

It is even a disgruntled attitude.

On the other hand, the future Lorigon, speaking, showed a sensible move, as if touching something hot. And when he opened his eyes, he was astonished, and came out of his bed, and rushed toward him.

"Oh, come on..."

"Don't come!

Dr. Editor and the past Lorigon show a vigilant attitude.

The future Roligon, which has stormed regardless of this, collides with the soy sauce face.

Her thin arm crept around this back.

Apparently, he was hugged.

"Uh-oh! He's alive! Alive!?

…………

I feel like I've never seen Lorrigon cry out loud before.

The most unpleasant atmosphere thanks to you.

'Hey, hey, what are you clinging to on your own!

"Warm! Do it! Touch! Touch!

"Hey, no..."

A rough future lorigon without the appearance of caring for the surrounding eyes.

I lost words to this that also went on in the past lorigons.

"In our future, what the hell happened?

"It's scary to imagine..."

Answered with the editor while stroking the head of the future lorigon and other things that have moved just in place. In the meantime, you can hear the groaning and sniffing noises on your chest. I think it's a little damp on the chest.

Let me be polite sooo har later.

"Phew, phew, phew."

Thanks to you, the bird holding you aside seems cramped.

It's surprisingly sized, and if it's one arm, it's subtly hard to hold him.

"Hey, get away from me!

An angry past lorigon forcefully peeled off the future lorigon.

The latter face, once again evident, was revealed, messed up with tears and runny nose.

'Ugh... no, I'm not leaving anymore, I'm not leaving!?

'This is mine! Not Omae's. No!

"Wait a minute, I don't think it's your thing."

past and future lorigons staring at each other.

There's no reason to leave it like this, and I'm going to let you go into arbitration.

"I apologize for the sudden visit. We've come a hundred years or so from now. If you know one thing about the Immortal King, do you remember that you have knowledge of Mr. Editor's space-time magic?

"... I remember"

"Then we talk fast. If you don't mind, could you tell us what you know? How could we have died? I wanted to confirm that fact, and I asked you."

"From what I've heard elsewhere, you're the only one who's seen our end."

…………

In response to Dr. Editor and Busamen talking, the future lorigon's movements inadvertently quieted down. Still standing on the spot, I stare at this side of the street and shudder. He seems to have even forgotten to blink.

It's just a matter of seconds, too.

Again in response to past lorigons barking, she reacted.

"Hey, come on! How about if I say something!?

"Also, take it! Touch more! Goosebumps! '

"Oh, come on!

Once again, the future lorigon stuck to my soy sauce face.

Past lorigons trying to pull off instantly.

Then she quickly left Busamen and now hugged Dr. Editor. Past lorigons flirting with after a brilliant turn. The teacher, on the other hand, embraced by the future lorigon, trembles his whole body out of surprise.

"Huh!?

Without knowing such a rush on our part, the future Lorigon complained with tears.

"I knew I'd touch it! You're not dead, are you?

"Come on, cum, don't stick around! I told you we're from the past. Ugh!?

"Past, future, whatever, I'm not leaving you anymore! Touch a lot!

…………

Future lorigons looking for skinship even this.

Whatever it is, it doesn't look right.

How many centuries later, though I am experiencing the death of a friend acquaintance, is it not a Lorigon-like word or deed? That's how I looked at the room, and I discovered that there was a small pile of white flour on the table by the bed.

What a sight to remember.

This reminds me of one incident that my maid once gave me.

Speaking of which, it was Lorigon who sustained the damage.

"You can touch it, at least get away from me! Ku, get stuck!

"I'm not leaving! You'll never be one again. Huh!?

"Mr. Editor, look at that one"

"Hey, what?

"Apparently she chose to escape reality"

"Huh..."

I saw the table and the teacher also understood the situation.

And this is also true of future lorigons.

"Ah, that powder!

Immediately after witnessing the powder, my face turns bright red from shame.

I'm sure you remembered what happened in the past.

At the same time, it is how the person in front of you understood that it was never normal. She hasn't experienced the effects on Dada. You must have been able to figure out exactly what the future Lorigon's mind is in.

"Also, I'm done! Now we're talking! Let's go!

"Don't go! Don't go anywhere!

"No, go!

"You're dead! If I go, I'm dead!? Even though he won't die at all, Omae and the others won't. How could you help me with something? You can't do that! Absolutely not!?

Gusgus and tears, the future lorigon complains.

Apparently, he was brought into a protracted war and lost as it was. The predecessor Immortal King, if I recall, said the injury would heal on its own, even if it did not receive heels. Maybe the offense was fierce compared to the Demon King or something just for that matter.

"I see, did we challenge that one directly from the front"

"Sounds like it."

"Huh?

You can call it the worst compatible with a soy sauce face with lots of sticky wins. I'm sure we can't beat the Immortal King by challenging him from the front right now. Again, direct confrontation with him should definitely be avoided.

"If you stay here, you won't die! You're not gonna die, are you? I'll protect you!

Otherwise I weep and desperately complain about the future Lorigon.

In the past, however, the lorigons have been stubborn.

'... let's go'

Make sure you admire your future self, and make it solemnly known.

The expression appears to have chewed up the bitter worm.

"Yes, okay? I could talk to him a little bit more..."

'Come on, let's go!

Busamenically, I agree with the teacher's suggestion.

I just can't deny the will of the person. If you were in the same position as Lorigon, you wouldn't want me to see any more. Sometimes the visual is a middle-aged jerk, which must have turned out to be an amazingly crippling sight.

"... ok"

As the teacher nodded, a magic formation emerged at our feet.

It is spatial magic.

As soon as I witnessed how it looked, the future lorigon began to wolf. Still clinging to the editor teacher, I get stuck with it. Such her flesh is exposed to the glow of another born magic formation.

"Huh!?

At the next moment, the flesh of the future lorigon moved over the bed.

Seems to have used space magic to travel very short distances.

Only a few moments late for this, the magic formations that were at our feet intensify the glow.

"Hey, don't go! Don't go. Whoa!

The future Lorrigon turns to us and flies in momentum.

Head to the lined soy sauce face and editor teacher with your arms extended wide.

"Let's go."

…………

"Also, I touched more, I stayed with you, don't leave me..."

It's just that her words never reached our ears until the end.

No stretched fingertips or touching anything.

I also felt my voice crying out loud and calling, engraved deep into my brain.

Dr. Editor, Busamen has chest pains.

◇ ◆ ◇

By Dr. Editor's spatial magic, we followed the Lorigon Tower.

Immediately after the darkness, the surrounding landscape is a monochromatic tree. Apparently, he left Dragon City and traveled all the way to the woods where he could never have known. Near the tower, the future lorigon might come after us, I guess there's such a danger.

In the midst of that, we reflect on what happened at the tower.

"Hey, was that a good one?

'That's not me! That's all I need!

"... right"

Lorigon with a teacher who exchanges words in a snug way.

What a sentimental mood.

Busamenically, I am still in the mood to return to the tower and bring home the future Roligon. I don't have to if I'm a past Lorigon, and if I'm a future girlfriend, I take it back a hundred years ago, and I wonder if it won't affect me that much.

However, if the soy sauce face and the survival of the editor teacher were confirmed, what would happen to the future lorigon that you took home that way? Thinking of it that way, virgins endure this because they are likely to be exposed to more unchanging situations than they are now.

"... will never die"

"Ah?"

"Wow, you have me, because the Omaes will never die!

Lorrigon barked out loud to fix the place.

It is a desperate look at all times.

Then all we can do is snort and respond.

"Right. I won't die so easily."

"Uhm."

"Huh?

I was able to get some information when I left.

At least I don't have to step on the same. For the moment, let's just say we seal the option of selling a fight to the Immortal King. In modern times he is already deceased, unless pushed at our convenience, there is no future for the Lorigon to escape to the pollen.

That's why we're done talking about loneliness.

Even if it is somewhat forceful, Busamen let us change the subject of the place.

"By the way, Editor, where the hell is this one?

It's a dark continent.

"Oh, really?

"We were talking about meeting the Immortal King of our time, so we moved on."

"I see."

This is another long visit.

I feel like putting on a face like Suzanne Meshi.

"Do you know where that woman is?

"No, I don't know about boulders that far. I'm sorry."

"Beh, you don't have to apologize."

"Really? But if it's you..."

"Shut up!

I can't help all this. A dark continent in a bite, but it's huge. According to what I have heard, it is said that the Penny Empire may be larger than the continent on which it is located. Because he's not even sure about the full story in the first place.

If you can't look for the other few days or so, let's honestly give up and go back to modern times. Some places seem to be roaming with lolligon monsters, and it's not a good idea to stay too long.

'All right! Then the three of us are gonna go find it. Whoa!

"The power of that one is not only for creatures, but also for plants. It would be a good idea to check from high above the sky and look for significant areas of corruption. I wonder how much thread you can grab."

"I see, the boulder is Mr. Editor"

'That, yes, I was trying to tell you! I was about to tell you too. Huh!?

"Right. Now, let's move fast, but let's get high."

'It's true, dude!?

With the Lorigon at the head, we head to the sky high.

Then, as the teacher advised, he discovered a dense area of trees that had changed colours in parts of the continent. Drop the altitude and check it, it is more and more shabby. I could see an array of trees showing how rotten they were, which was not necessarily natural.

It feels like a few cups of Tokyo dome.

"It's going to be easy to understand."

"I guess that's how powerful it means"

'And let's go discreetly, shall we? Be careful!

"Huh! Huh! '

A bird held by a busamen feels a little cheerful looking under her eyes.

Maybe he remembers the view of his birthplace.

Thanks to you, I'm happy with the soy sauce face.

Because it's a homecoming, I want to make you free time or something if it's true. I just can't even afford that right now. I am truly sorry, but I am traveling through the dark continent sky in one breath as far as Bo Ma is concerned.

◇ ◆ ◇

Exploring the corrupt corner of the forest from above for a while.

We hit the person we were looking for with only half a minute to move in a direction that was worse. That was in the back of a cave born deep in the woods. In the midst of the dark, which barely plugged in light, there was her figure.

"... a much missed face"

Someone sat up on the ground clawing at the ground, squeaking bossly.

The figure rises in the light of the magic of the leading Lorigon.

Fong kept his appearance no different from that of modern times.

However, the clothes worn are worn out and the body is also dusty and dirty for a long time. The brilliant blonde hair is unclean without a shadow to see, and stands as if she were homeless. So much so that I think my predecessors Skeleton was better yet.

Just not if you're hesitant to speak up.

"Long time no see, boy"

Let me greet you with a quick smile.

Don't forget to be vigilant because you don't know how things are changing. I am asking the teacher to stand by for space-time magic at the rear. Magic is perfectly filled with magic props. Also next to Busamen, the lorigon of the warring posture comes to this with a rugged look.

Against us like that, Bo said with a hollow grin.

"After this, I didn't think there was one thing that seemed good to me"

That was also a soy sauce face and a smile I knew well.

It was a lovely smile I received over and over again as I patterned myself for a few days when I met her.

But the words that are carried on are heartless.

"Count Tanaka, you were alive. I'm so happy with that fact now."

…………

Thanks to this Busamen hesitate to continue with the words.

'Cause, boy, there's even thin tears in my eyes.

I just can't keep my mouth shut.

"... I'm sorry, boy"

Her spine, which was always pinned and stretched, however, after a hundred years, has now circled without a shadow to see. I guess we're not talking about how the bones are or how the muscles are.

I keep standing from one of the Lorrigons, so it's already hard.

You're gonna miss the purple state of your shota dick.

"I am not Tanaka who lived in this day and age. I've been doing it from the past for about a hundred years. If you don't mind, I just want to talk to Boy for a little while. Wouldn't you like some time?

…………

"Boy?

"... right"

Honestly explaining how it happened, even the boy's back, which was just round, became even more round. I can't feel alive in the voice that responds to Busamen's words. It is an atmosphere that is likely to harm itself even at the next moment.

"Right, I guess. Whatever it was, it was a sweet idea..."

Rather, it makes this one harder to watch.

You nagging little brat.

Seeing her like that, Mr. Bird reacted.

"Huh!

Jump out of the arms of Piong and Soy Sauce Face and land on the ground.

Keep walking with Toto Toto and head down to Bo Ma.

"This man has only been summoned by you in the school..."

"Huh! Huh! '

It has nothing to do with Mr. Bird's past or future.

I discovered my husband to serve in front of me and leaned under him. I thought I'd let him jump a little in the front, jump into Boy's hip where he was wearing an agua, and let him rub his body against its abdomen.

It's a sight I've never seen before.

Maybe it's his consolation.

…………

Tears overflowed from Boy's eyes as he saw how it was.

The polo fell. It wets the head of each and every one of you and Mr. Bird.

"Huh?

"... I'm sorry, I got dirty. Forgive me."

To wipe this, Bo's hand strokes Mr. Bird's head.

Like to be stroked by people, he accepted this comfortably.

"Huh..."

…………

Busamen thought again about the bird that came unexpectedly to the future, that it was good not to send it back to modern times. Thanks to much, I felt the air in the cave soothe. As far as we can see, Lorigon's vigilance also loosens.

The boulders are birds, the ability to hook up young girls is picky.

"... what will the Count of Tanaka in the past do now?

I guess I just felt a little better.

Looking a little calmer than earlier, Bo asked.

"We are looking for a thread to solve the power of the Immortal King"

"Right..."

"If you know anything, I'd like to ask you something."

…………

"I'm never gonna say I can't."

"If there's one thing I can say for sure, it's to isolate me far away at an early stage. Perhaps you have already heard from others that the power of the Immortal King will surely adversely affect those around you"

You would be referring to one case of a power leak in Dragon City.

Vertical roll said the future lorigon was so angry.

I'm sure you had a fancy fight.

"Is there any way to outdo it?

"... I guess not"

…………

"But there's nothing Count Tanaka cares about. It's all my fault."

"But..."

"My country to protect has already been lost"

…………

Seriously. Nipple kingdom, is it doomed?

Something's already treading and kicking, the future.

"Count Tanaka, fold in and do me a favor"

"What is it?

"Will you please kill me?

…………

"I am already tired of being frightened by this power. If it's your restorative magic, isn't there something you can't do? I feel like someone told me that story back in the day. Please, you're right, please."

The boy who has settled in correctly lowers his head deeply.

If it was meant to be, she wouldn't have to bow her head. There's even a kid who can change generations whenever he wants to. Still living in this way, however, is to prevent the power of the Immortal King from crossing into a strange third party.

…………

What an intelligent conversation.

What do I do, Shota dick?

I'm in the mood for a dick now.

"It will be difficult for me to kill you."

"... right"

What happens when you hit the undead with a heel.

I haven't been able to snort easily because I've seen it several times in the past. I don't want to see a virgin, like a molten boy, trying to get his original figure back without dying as a result. The first is definitely a traumatic type of sight.

"I'm sorry I asked you to do something weird."

"No, I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

By the way, Count Tanaka, I have something to tell you.

"What is it?

"Even if I'm back in my old days, please leave me alone. In the future, you will experience many things. However, no matter what happens there, I just want you to stop imitating me challenging my predecessor, the Immortal King. Exactly."

Solemnly bow your head and show it, boy.

After all, the words of the vertical roll seem to have been true.

"And I hope you never let me stay in your town for long."

…………

"Please, I want you to promise these two"

Even in the world a hundred years from now, it is still a good person.

That's why I can make promises about Sang.

I saw the unfortunate sight of the future in order to keep up, a virgin who is dimpled for the price, but that's not why I gave up everything. Fortunately, there is plenty of temporal respite. I want to positively coexist with Boy.

"... thanks for the advice"

"Thank you for this visit. You want your happiness."

…………

With what an indelible word, the conversation with Future Boy was concluded.

◇ ◆ ◇

The soy sauce face that broke up with Fong Ma left behind the cave where she would live.

The teacher and Lorigon, Mr. Bird, also followed quietly.

The entrance neighborhood, which opens its mouth firmly to rocky skin, is by the hands of people, the trees are being harvested, like a little square. Having gathered to face each other in the middle of this, we are discussing our plans for the future.

"Well, then, let's go back to the old days!

I guess you care about everyone. The teacher said in an effort to be bright.

I'm very grateful for her behavior like that, virginally.

"Well, let's say we go back"

…………

Lorigon, on the other hand, is a quiet thing.

I guess there are some things that I think are different about who I am in the future that I saw earlier. This is not to say opinions, so the soy sauce face and the teacher receive this as affirmation and start the return solemnly.

"Well, let's go..."

The teacher who took the pocket watch out of his pocket starts adjusting the scale with his fingertips.

The magic is after enough, so it won't be a problem for you to go home. Slightly one person, I don't care about the presence of Mr. Bird, but nothing happened on the outbound route, so I'm sure the return journey will be fine.

The soy sauce face is with the lorigon, silently watching as the teacher works.

In the middle of that, Mr. Bird moved accidentally.

"Huh!

I don't know what you thought, popping out your soy-sauce-faced arms and a straight line under the teacher.

"Wow!? Hey, what the fuck!?

An unexpectedly jumped editor teacher screams.

At the same time, the cock and the dry sound echoed around.

"Shit!

Buong and the magic formation rise at its feet.

It's the magic of time and space.

Since I have seen it repeatedly, I can judge it at first glance even with a soy sauce face.

"Oh, come on!

"Mr. Editor!

The unexpected jump on Mr. Bird seems to have accidentally manipulated the pocket watch. By the way, when it comes to him in question, he clings to the teacher's arm and sends an intriguing glance at his pocket watch.

Apparently, he reacted to the pocket watch.

This is a discretionary imagination, but I'm guessing Mr. Bird noticed again that the presence of the demonic props was linked to his disappearance from our reception room. Previously, when the smaller maid took out the knife, she had a similar reaction. It seems similar to that one.

Could it be a bird full of loyalty, as always?

I'm just a little surprised this time.

"Shh, I'm sorry. Hurry up and get in!

No way. It's hard to miss it.

Lorigon and soy sauce faces gather under the teacher in a great panic.

Receive a bird from your teacher and don't forget to hold that body.

Shortly thereafter, Busamen's vision dimmed, along with the feeling of instability in his feet.