Atelier Tanaka

The journey in the sky went extremely well.

No one will ever be attacked from the flock of Wyburn, no airship will crash in the middle of the road, no one will be exposed to rear-charged love comedy, and the ships floating in the sky will fly for their destination.

I checked with the captain and he said the itinerary is about three or four days each way.

At this rate, it was a coincidence when I began to think that I would feel safe on the road.

It happened.

"Sky thief, is it?

"Yep..."

I was gobbling around talking to Gogol properly in my room, and I was consulted by the captain. Around mid forties when I was a year? He is a nice-middle-aged, handsome man with impressive blonde hair that has been made into an all-back.

The look looked awful and serious, and I could see that it was important beside me. It seems that it is the pirates who count in the sea, while it is the sky pirates who count in the sky. Such an arrangement is now following us from the rear.

"Are airships so many things flying?

"It's expensive anyway, so there's not as many ships floating in the ocean"

"You make it up a lot. I assume they have a ship too."

"Still, it must be because of the frying per ship."

"I see."

Well, if you fly a single shot of fireball, you'll be able to get rid of it.

Could this also be the effect of the recent low LUC here?

Kind of scary to think about that.

"My husband has asked me that Baron Tanaka can be revealed as an armed wizard. I'm terribly afraid, but, uh, could you take care of it..."

"Can you confirm it if you go out on the deck?

"Ha, ha! Would you be able to do it!?

"This ship is borrowed from Mr. Richard. You can't scratch it."

"Thank you!

Leave Gogol on the bed, out of the cabin with the captain.

You're the best Dundee to feel like a man leaving a woman in a room after the fact to go to work.

It's like I haven't been fucked.

◇ ◆ ◇

When I went outside, I could certainly confirm the airship that led to the back.

"It's not that big of a size."

"The construction of airships increases significantly in forehead in proportion to size. Among them, the procurement of demonic stones is a major challenge, especially as a source of floating power. In the near future, synthesis will be possible artificially, but there has been no progress in the last few decades or so."

"I see."

A casual comment, but I learned quite a bit.

Big demon stones are very valuable, he said.

"... Um, so, yes, how about that?

"Right......"

It is small at a time compared to the ship pulled by the demonic nobility as a leg of dragon exorcism. Seems only for the purpose of flying completely. I guess it's not thought of operating very long distances. I can say it's exactly for sky thieves.

"A full-time wizard is attached to the protection, but the wizard on the other side is a powerful user, and reports have been raised that it won't last very long. I hope Baron Tanaka can take care of that..."

"Okay."

Let's just play some fireball.

I feel it sinks easier than a dragon. Although it is to be noted that we are ahead of the fallen, what we are now moving on is a wilderness that is neither popular nor available. Where it fell, there wouldn't be that much damage.

No, seriously, if it's such a precious demon stone, how about attacking it from over here and getting it? The opponent means the impudent, and there will be nothing wrong with one or two of the loots, where the fire scene thieves.

No, it's more of a legitimate reward.

What a thought, a voice was inadvertently delivered from the successor ship in question.

"The airship there! Stop right now if you don't want to crash! This one is boarded by an S-rank adventurer. Until now, the attack has been towed. If you don't stop, I'm ready to shoot you down under the blow!

A man stands at the bow.

He stands to remind himself of the Pirates system with all his might: a white shirt with a collar on the triangle cap, a hem-length jacket, a black eyelid on his right eye, and a large cross wound on his cheek. I don't think so. If you check the tip of the arm, the tip is the hook from the elbow of the right arm.

Around mid twenties when I was old? The bearded shaved jaw highlights the youthfulness, as opposed to the long hair hanging on the shoulder. And, oh, a good-looking guy who can't even be missed in the long run. Seriously, you're a hooked bastard. You look great already.

"Is that what you're after for?

What we are boarding is a very valuable aristocratic spec airship. I guess you want to get the Sky Thief safe too. I can see from this warning that I have no intention of breaking it.

"This is from my experience, but there are many cases where demon stones are safe from crashing..."

"I see."

Looks like they're gonna shoot me eventually.

If that's the case, let's finish it before the ship gets hurt.

To put it the other way around, this is where you've dropped the opponent, and the area of value is that you can get it. This produced a good souvenir. If, after the cash changeover, he changed into a family heirloom and brought it to Dragon City, the mayor would be pleased.

I'm motivated.

"You're not hearing this one!? Stop right now! If you stop, I'll save your life. But if it doesn't stop, all the crew will be scattered in the sky with that ship!

The Sky Thief is still calling it "Oh".

They're criminals, and I don't mind. Yeah, do it.

Lets magic just a few steps ahead.

"Fireball!

I let go of a blow in a mild way.

About ten meters in diameter, slightly larger.

And then, well, what happened?

"Swirl! Cut the steering wheel!

Fireball released for a direct hit directly from the front. thrust towards the bow. It quickly passed by the side of the enemy aircraft that rocked the hull at the critical Apparently, they've exchanged. The damage done is to the extent that the sides were only somewhat scorched.

Oh, my God, you're gonna do it.

"No way! Turn that plane around..."

The captain is also surprised next door.

Apparently it's a big tech.

"Could it be awesome technology?

"In a type of airship that prioritizes such direct progression, sudden swirling like this is a technology close to impossible. There must be someone on board who is so familiar with the ship. I've never seen a steer so brilliant..."

I see, there seems to be a lot going on in the airship industry.

The captain's face appears to have changed to that of the craftsman.

"If the number of flanks is small, even if it shreds stability during normal operation, to improve the beneficial swiveling performance, then I'm convinced. By rolling the hull, he said, he was making an emergency evasion. But then the ship..."

The captain began to bump, staring jizzily at the airship of the sky thief.

Even though his own life is at stake, he seems indulgent in his opponent's considerations. This guy, that's it. It is the same artisan type as the magic guiding aristocrats. If there is a difference, the destination of the interest is magic or airship, to that extent. Dada has not entrusted Mr. Richard with the ship.

Attention Pleas gently to him like that.

"There may be a shock. Be careful."

"Huh? But the fireball is off..."

Our fireball is homing specification.

U-turned fireballs in the rear were now capturing exactly the buttocks of enemy airships.

Zudon and a loud burst sound. At the same time a swollen flame dyes the sky red to envelop a small airship. Flight speeds are lost instantly, and as long as the rest falls. The altitude is lost while you look at it.

Eventually, Zuzun, the airship crashed into the earth with a low ground sound.

"Oh no... an armored boat protected by a barrier, with a blow from a fa, fireball..."

"I want to do a demon stone retrieval, so can I ask you to go down to the ground?

"Ha, ha! Thank you!

It went down pretty flashy.

I hope the Demon Stone and the others are safe.

◇ ◆ ◇

I asked the captain to put the airship on the ground.

Take yourself and Gogol, plus three of Dr. Editor, and head under the wreckage of the fallen airship to confirm. I wanted my teacher to leave a message, but he insisted that I go, so I'm willing to accompany him to protect him no matter what.

By the way, Captain, the rest of the crew will be waiting on the airship so that they can fly immediately.

"... that's a lot worse."

"That being said, you must be the one who dropped it, right?

"Yes, well, yes, it is."

I have a slight chest ache in what Dr. Editor said without hesitation.

It's like a plane crash.

From armor to bone structure, I've gotten into a gutter, what is it? Still, around leaving some bulge, it's probably the heart part as a ship. You suck at moving substrates, and I don't like nicha or anything about corpses peppered from the bottom.

"Heels!

In the meantime, let's hang up some healing magic or something. Area type.

"Is the other guy a thief? Whether you need to be careful or not."

"I'm a cautious person, so I thought I'd justify what I did"

I didn't do anything wrong, you know.

The whole airship on a boulder doesn't hurt my conscience. More importantly, this time I dropped it from an overwhelming advantage without struggling to push it even as if it were some kind of switch. Now it would have been different if they were about to kill me, like when I was a fairy.

"... you're a difficult man"

"Is that so?"

The teacher's expression changed to frightening.

"So we can think of a counterattack from survival. You two please stay back. The editor would appreciate it if you could stay close to Mr. Roccoloco, if possible. Because she's as strong as the demons at Mr. Doris' place."

"Hey, what the hell!?

The teacher stares at Gogol with a stunned look.

"What's up?

"... so strong? This Gogol girl."

White and black lolitas that gaze at each other.

"When it's a mix-up fight, maybe, isn't it about Mr. Christina, who can beat her? Of course, Mr. Rocco is very handsome, so I don't think so."

"Oh, yeah..."

I'm totally freaking out, Dr. Editor. Lovely.

Quack and open eyes are the prettiest.

"... what?

The gaze from the editor teacher directed at Ji.

Gogol is the boss on this.

He seems surprisingly fond of being able to talk actively from her, Doctor. As her storyteller, you'll be jealous by accident. Gogol is the only one who can stay with you, an exclusive appetite like that, which is actually amazing.

If I had managed to think about it, the scratch would fly in fast yesterday.

"... you want to monopolize?

"No, I was wondering if it would be good for Mr. Rocco's friendship to spread"

"Really?

"That will heal your loneliness stronger."

I hope you don't mind.

I want you to be your own Gogol.

Gogol, I love you.

…………

"Which one?"

"... sorry, please don't abuse me"

'Cause you have no choice.

Gogol, you're cute.

What a go-go talk, now the editor teacher gives me a scratch.

"Oh, come on, what are you talking about!?

"Nothing, this is the story. I hope the editor can keep up with Rocco. Of course I'm not saying it's impossible, and it's important to keep your distance if you need it. Even this time, I hope you are aware of the distance that the spear cannot reach."

By the way, this series of streams sounds a little harlem-like. Lolita, it feels like you're being taken care of by the two of us, and I'm very glad you're feeling better. Now if there's a physical relationship between you two with a lovely membrane, that would be a happy holiday already. Confident to form a Buddha.

At the time of compulsory education, there was only one similar experience. You know, committee work, two girls calling me at the same time, and, hey, I only have one body, right? A moment of plenty like that. If you think about it, that was the highest point of your life.

Though the actual situation was to replace the shoulder of cleaning and paperwork on campus.

"Okay. As, well, the more so. So much so..."

"Yes, please."

Blonde Lolita teacher filling her distance from Gogol with a strange face.

I have some advice for her from a brown lolita like that.

"Around the stone rolls, fine."

"Stone? The one rolling there? It feels a little big."

"Yes."

"Wow, okay."

I hope the same lolitas get along with each other.

"Then we'll see how the airship goes."

Leaving behind a white and black lollipop to cackle, he turns his foot to single, airship wreckage. For once, it's a challenge to sparkle your body with invincible magic. The experience of being chomped on the neck by dark munchkins at all times is unfortunately alive.

Try to aim around the area with the most swelling left at the beginning and lift some of the wreckage with flying magic.

Then I pulled the hit in one shot.

Out of the rubble, it came out like a giant gem.

"This again..."

Purple crystals sold in souvenir corners of gemstone museums and more. It's the kind of substitute that made that one bigger. The shape is a single pillar. Is the size about two meters vertical and one meter horizontal? It becomes so deep purple that it heads inward.

The size of the red dragon is different from what you saw when you first defeated the red dragon. That was a little bigger. The colour was red all the time. I wonder if the same thing is in Lorigon's body, how fuzzy it feels to think about it.

"... do you want to go back and collect it?"

It is also possible that the rest of the party will strike you because you let go of your heels in good shape.

Retreat quickly with demon stones and flying magic.

Take a step forward as you return your heels. Then the leg stepped on something stiff.

I wonder what it is.

"... Pendant?

A beautiful pendant made of metal was falling off. This dish gives the impression of a slightly priceless, crested dig. If I put it in a pawn shop, would it turn into a few pieces of silver coins?

…………

I'll take it with me.

It could be an addition to Dragon City's operating funds.

Shit, Sky Thief.

It's going to be a habit to get gold eyes so easily.

◇ ◆ ◇

Shaking on the ship for another night, the incident occurred the next day.

"Here, this is..."

It was in the middle of waking up in the morning and getting fit in front of the mirror. When I was sleeping on my hands, I felt uncomfortable with my head. When I stroked my side head, I thought there was a strangely irresistible part.

If this was a busy time in the morning during my company's livestock days, I might have flushed it without much concern. Now, however, we are in the midst of an empty journey that has nothing else to do. Nature and consciousness go to and from stroking with your fingers.

As a result, it was found.

"... he's bald"

A dozen centimeters from the forehead to the right of his own head in a mirror, he found a ten-yen bald spot. It would be the one called circular alopecia. The place in question, which fell out beautifully, is strangely exposed to touch when stroked with the belly of a finger.

Circular alopecia said to have two or three if one. I rush to check my entire hair. Then he discovers a ten-yen bald spot about the same size around his collar and feet. Apparently, the symptoms appeared in two places.

"Seriously......"

You can't laugh at baldness or anything on top of the scratch.

Life, game over.

Perhaps the stressful recoil of life that went on here has just come. It was a busy day when I thought about it. There is bad healing magic and so on, so I didn't catch the kind of cold, and when I was younger, I could not do more.

It also seems significant that I have understood that the secret drug of rejuvenation, which was both an immediate goal and hope, is out of reach. Maybe it was also a burden on my own unconsciousness with regard to yesterday's act of sky piracy.

One by one, even if it's not that big, a small pile of loads probably gave the middle-aged bastard the ending of circular alopecia at this moment right now. Besides, steroids don't exist in this world.

What should I do? Seriously, what do I do?

Baldness sucks, baldness.

Moreover, multiple circular alopecia has an extremely eggy baldness when progressed.

"No, seriously, it's still too early to give up"

Even if you don't rely on steroids, you have healing magic.

Sanctuary, spared while thinking four or five, is still prompted by fright.

"Mmm."

With all his body and spirit, he punches healing magic into his own flesh with unprecedented power. The magical formation that rises on the floor of the washroom provided in the cabin emits a white light when it glows dazzlingly, enveloping the bald bastard's head.

Fine, fine, I'm coming in a bin.

I feel the roots irritate me.

Carefully heels.

Enough time was spent in the glow.

Slightly, this much healing will be fine, make a decision where appropriate, and clean up the magic formation. The glow can be lost, as well as the calm returns to the washroom.

Fear, stretch your fingers to your own head in the mirror. The affected area was confirmed by raising the surrounding hair to expose the problem area. Please, stare into the mirror with a feeling of prayer.

"Ooh..."

It's growing.

You're growing up.

"Good..."

From ha and relief, I pass my hand through the hair that has just grown.

Then, there is no resistance that seems to resist the bustle, Putsuri.

"Ah..."

A dozen hairs have just been tangled in my fingers.

Oh, my God.

I came to my spine unexpectedly.

It's more scary than any horror movie I've ever seen.

…………

This is it, I guess, but I can't do it without heels all the time. It is the disease and the symptoms that the Royal Manko of the Penny Empire suffered that are different sometime, but the situation is the same. Without constant healing magic, I can't keep my hair root on my scalp.

Maybe, in a few days, we'll settle into the situation earlier.

If you want your hair back completely, you have to do the fundamental treatment. Repetition of this method in symptomatic therapy. Moreover, because the target is an invisible enemy, such as stress, the nature of the matter is worse than the clear curse of the cause.

"... what will you do?"

I'm pretty shocked.

You're so shocked that your hair's falling out.

I had no idea there would be a day after thirty to gain such intense learning.

Makes me want to get away with reality for a bit.

I can't believe you're sparkling with magic to restore the four or six hours.

…………

You packed it.

Middle-aged bastard's life, you're loaded.

Even in a fantasy world of swords and magic, you're too deep in business, bald.

Baldness is the disease that leads to death. in a social-life sense.

"No, not really..."

Still, isn't it too soon to give up?

What's my job now? Alchemist.

Yes, if the magic doesn't work, I'll take care of it with your medicine.

Illamarchio disease can be cured, and circular alopecia cannot be cured.

"... I'm going to have to alchemize this for real"

I'm not talking about rejuvenation.

Hair, we need to do something about it.

Fortunately, the school city is where we're headed. Perhaps research on medicines is also flourishing. I mean, if you're in the same place, you might be able to check one or two hair growth pills, recipes.

Anyway, this is a fantasy of swords and magic.

I'll definitely, definitely make you one this time, hair conditioner.

◇ ◆ ◇

[Sophia perspective]

The maid was also encouraged to work in the office today.

I've spent more time here lately at my desk touching paperwork than at work like making tea or doing laundry. There's nothing I don't think much about the significance of being a maid of honor.

Does it make sense to fulfill the apron dress that I still wear? There are endless questions. But now as long as I do the job I've been given. No, rather than given, I'm dealing with it in a disintegrating way, or something like that, though.

and so forth, and was in the midst of all this worrying but glistening in writing.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Huh!?

I made a noise with Van and the door in the room gained momentum. I think so, a loud laugh echoes into the office.

It's Master Doris. Master Doris was there.

I've been hanging out here lately, like every day. I can't get used to her cheeky laughter, which can be given abruptly.

"Sophia! I'm gonna go out a little bit. Wow!

"Duh, where are you headed?

As well as yesterday today, I thought you were here in your spare time.

Apparently, however, it was different.

"School City Yikes! I hear there's a big meeting."

"Meeting, is it?

"Your father told me to come if you're free."

"I see..."

Sure, Master Doris here these days, because you seemed very free.

Perhaps the most immersed in the hot springs of this city is this nobleman.

"Are you going to be on your way?

"I'm leaving soon. Wow. But we have to stop by Callis on the way."

"Huh? It's like the opposite in direction..."

I know it as knowledge when it comes to school cities.

I've never had a leg trip, but if it's about location, I know too.

"Liz told me to take her, too."

"Huh? But Estelle is not spending time in the capital..."

I haven't seen your face here lately.

"The capital and Trikris are equipped with a magic signal transmitter, aren't they?

Magic signal.

I've heard of it. It is a machine for talking to remote places using extremely expensive magic and magic props. This makes it possible to keep in touch with Trichris and the capital, doesn't it? It's a city close to the border, so if you think about it, it's a necessary prep.

In retrospect, Estelle also used such tools to procure supplies and consult with the capital from Trichris. I didn't see you interact directly, but I only remember that you were discussing that with Master Farren.

"I see."

When were you even taken to Trichris?

If you're with a handsome demon, it's going to be easy to go home and this. But is this person really a prisoner? Overwhelmingly free. You're even going to forget the fact that you're from another country by accident.

"Did I say Allen? I was dating the lord here until I started chasing him, he made up with that knight. Hey. He's been made an eyewitness enemy by his father because of it, and he wants to get out of the country with me. Wow."

"... Huh?

That's my first ear.

Estelle, are you tired of Mr. Tanaka? Ultimately, you two were the ones I thought would stick together. Mr. Tanaka is vulnerable to pushing, so if Estelle is out exercising her powers, it's up to her to think it might be one shot.

But that's right. Because Master Allen looks good, too.

"I was gonna tell Liz I was going out for a while, but if that's the case, I can't believe I let myself ride with you, really, you're still a loose crotch bitch, huh? Out of my parents' sight, I'm going to serve whatever I want. Wow."

"No, I don't know..."

I can't agree to the boulder face to face.

I respect Estelle for what she did.

Mr. Tanaka, the fish you missed is huge.

"So you're looking forward to your souvenir. Come on!

"Oh, a souvenir?

"Oh? Does Sophia need a souvenir from me?

"Meh, there's no annihilation! We look forward to it!

"Oh ho ho! Then I'm coming. Wow!

"Yes, you're not going!

Similar to his appearance, Master Doris was moved away from the clerk's office when he just spoke of what he wanted to say. You won't hear the footsteps called Patapata any time soon.

It is very nostalgic of you to bother contacting people like me to leave, even though you are a nobleman, in other countries.

Though he's a little different.

◇ ◆ ◇

If I was worried about baldness, I would have arrived at my destination at some point.

Because of this, it was a great opportunity to fully enjoy the talk with the teacher, but if the bald spotted, I would even learn to resist having the opportunity. The boathouse filled with nature and herself was pulled, and the road passed without even having a conversation.

Of course, Gogol found out everything he could.

Like, that's how the school city arrived as originally planned.

I can't believe I'm in the room, but I'm starting activities to do what I originally planned.

"This is also flourishing for a long time..."

Calis, the capital of the Penny Empire, was a big deal.

However, this school city will never lose.

The meeting venue, which is the destination, the dedicated ship yard set up in a building that the school city is proud of, existed relatively high in the city, from which the sight of the city overlooking was magnificent. Not long after dawn, admiration comes in from a far-sighted look at how people start their day's activities.

In contrast to the much-built capital of Kalis, this city is well-reasoned. The so-called Acer Eye. It must be accompanied by a corresponding urban plan. They all say history as a city is old, but you can see the difference as a city around here.

…………

Chirali, I glanced at the neighbor, and there was an editor teacher with a difficult face.

Could it be seasickness?

Though I didn't feel any such signs on the road.

Or is it possible that you notice the baldness on your soy sauce face and feel uncomfortable? For once, I use the hair around me to hide it to such an extent that I don't even realize it. Although my hair feels a little weird because of it.

"... Editor, are you okay?

"Hmm? Oh, hey, what!?

"No, because I didn't seem to feel good"

"Beh, that's not true! Normal, normal!

"Really? I hope so."

Do you have bad memories of the school city or something? I did something I'm sorry for. However, it was the teacher himself who wanted to accompany him. I wonder. I don't know. If it's the current flow, there's no topic we can take a step in, or is it on hold?

After spending some time looking at the view, my voice hung from behind.

"Let me show you, envoy of the Penny Empire. Please come this way."

Apparently, an official from the guide has arrived.

As they say, we turned our feet from the docking yard to the inside of the school.

◇ ◆ ◇

I was briefed by the officials of the rate with regard to this meeting. Everything seems to have plenty of respite for the opening of the ceremony. Participants already seem to be gathering continuously, but in any case, attendance from around the world requires a lot of time to align their footprints.

We arrived early after the hit, so to speak, wait.

It is up to you to lend me the school guest room and give me some time for the moment.

"Um, Mr. Editor"

"What?

Face-to-face with everyone now is a room filled with itself, its living room.

Compared to the Fitzclarence mansion viewed in the Penny Empire, it is somewhat inferior. But rather, the comparison object is just the exception, the finest to the amateur at all costs.

Wooden conditioning, for example. All of which shine well polished and dull, and seem dazzlingly instantaneous to the lower public, who are accustomed to veneer board furniture. The sofa that sits on your back is also soft enough to strip your whole body. If you get your ass down, they'll take your hips to a gut, and it's such a hookah that it's a hundred million dollars to get up again.

There's also the look of Dr. Editor and Gogol.

It's fine to worry about baldness, but it's not good to just worry about it.

Get in the mood and try to communicate with your teacher.

"If possible, I'd like to study about the school city."

"Hmm? Are you new here?

"Yes, I'm ashamed I didn't know any other country at all."

"Hmm..."

Talk about sitting on the couch and shiitake tea.

By the way, Gogol stands at the corner of the room. I asked him why, and he said he cared about Dr. Editor. This is an unsolicited guess, but I guess I have positive feelings for the teacher at least.

Then how about a soy sauce face? It's a mystery.

"Fine, I'll explain it to you on this occasion"

"Please"

As soon as possible, she's cute as a teacher who becomes a nori and speaks out.

However, there is no punch now, which would normally be given at this time. We haven't had a chance together in the last few days, but we haven't had a chance.

When climbing and descending stairs, no matter how many times you don't have the chance to witness a luxurious butt-buttered bread molo by chance, none of them come from the front flicker.

The guard is too loose for a teacher.

"If it's about learning a school city, it would be a good idea to get in from geography first"

The teacher continues in teaching mode with one cough, etc.

"The school city can be divided into five main blocks: East, West, North and South, and the center where we are staying today. This neighborhood is just like the city you built. There are other compartments called special districts, but I will still refrain from doing so around them."

"I see."

It still seems that a clear urban plan is being exchanged.

"Studies and education flourished within the city, worthy of the name of a school city, etc. This is not just magic as the school you attend teaches you, but also language and mathematics. The point is, if a loud voice says it's academic, it's all academic."

"I see."

The neighborhood doesn't seem very different from the universities I know myself.

However, I guess this place is extremely large in size.

"It is the power relations of each compartment that nobles in other countries like you should weigh. There is no aristocratic identity system in the Penny Empire in school cities. On the other hand, a unique identity system is laid down, which determines the sequence. You know, professors, associate professors, that sort of thing."

"I see."

The world of men always likes to make upper and lower yarns.

"The first thing that has the greatest power is the center. The people they call elite belong roughly here. An institution called the Head of State, which is also involved in the operation of the school city, is set up in the centre."

"I see."

By the way, I only said so myself.

I might want to add a little more repertoire of gavels.

"East-West, North-West continue in an equivalent fashion, but unlike the center being always the best, this one has a power relationship that goes up and down depending on the times. It's a seasonal research subject, someone with seats, who replaces and stands by various elements."

"Really?"

"Were the last folds I visited lined up in order to the west, east, and about the same line to the north and south? It just doesn't happen that often, albeit as a substitute for letting in. In view of how it's been so far, maybe once every two or three hundred years."

"Is it like an aristocratic faction feud?"

"That's what I'm talking about"

But you're familiar with the school city for a long time, Dr. Editor.

Could it be someone involved?

"And, you know, I explained earlier that I was widening the hedge, not just magic, but, after all, it was nothing more than magic technology that was responsible for the spindle. Factions are also heard by researchers who are producing results in neighborhood research"

Here, Doctor, in slow motion, move your thighs and put your feet together.

No, I tried to form it and was stopped in a rush.

Perhaps the punchline has become a habit, Doctor?

I want to teach the best about Mr. Elves with a dew habit or something.

"Once in a central facility, a study of so-called epidemics is carried out. For example, the study of heel potions that you have conducted in your own territory is one of the most typical studies conducted in the centre. And then there's the synthesis of demon stones."

"Was that fashionable?"

"It's fashionable periodically. There's been a lot of guys trying for a long time, but there's only one guy I know who could actually row to the point of making things. It also dazzled me by leaving only a few finished products behind. No one has been able to reproduce it."

"That's another unfortunate story."

The potion I made didn't leave the bathing area either. I guess it's still a difficult area. If possible, I'd consider a complete heel potion, but now it's a difficult situation to take a consolidated break.

Whatever it is, I need to finish the job in front of me.

After that, I have a long vacation ahead of me. I can work hard.

"Of course, this subject should not be studied unless it is central, there is no You're free to study anything anywhere. However, from a financial and institutional standpoint, the natural and research arena is becoming habitable."

"What kind of research outside the center?

"A lot."

"Is it a lot"

"Some of them are studying that shape, the fireball you love"

"That's another artistic story."

Somehow, it's like a literature lab at Fran University.

Still, as long as you have the title, as long as the students get together, it's the great thing about a place called college where you can eat dinner. Personally, being the boss of that kind of lab, and studying it without a trace, what I would live with is a future dream that I still don't wish for.

"Well, I don't know what's gonna help. The world. It would be far better than stopping thinking and doing nothing. Sometimes the technology that was thought to be such a drag can be powerful in strange places."

"... indeed, it may be so"

Oh, the teacher has a very broad perspective.

What you just said was super cool.

I accidentally fell back in love.

I would be ashamed of myself for making fun of myself for being an f-run or something.

"That's why it would be good to look around with your own eyes for the details. Opportunities for presenting the results of research abound in the school city. Even if you don't qualify for it, there will be plenty of places to check. Of course, there are a lot of places you can't get in without qualifications."

"I'm very excited about that."

"Um, it's been a long time since I've had one, so I'm looking forward to a few"

That, he had a serious look earlier, but there's a backless grin on the teacher's face that I'm going to tell him now. After all, was it the same as Estelle, like seasickness? That would be fortunate.

"If you don't mind, could you give me some guidance?

"Ugh! Good, I'll show you around."

"Thank you, Mr. Editor. Very helpful."

"Well, I hope you're going on a big ship! Beep!"

"Yes."

One of the attractions of a teacher is to take good care of him. The narrative stands out, but this gives me advice on quite a few details. Feels like she's going to be a good daughter-in-law, but extremely poignant in old virginity.

I would like to try wearing a naked apron one day and ask for a mantila or something.

Oh, my God, Gogol's out of range now, and you can be obscene and delusional all you want. Openness. Even though I suggested it myself, my teacher's punching business here these days has also been meticulous. Naturally and in the brain, blonde Lori Thighs Big Fever. Magirolim chimchi.

Or so I thought, accidentally, Gogol's steps were just a few steps ahead.

"Hmm? What have you done?

"... nothing"

They didn't read it, did they? He also said that the spear was within reach of the demonic nobleman.

Right, Gogol?

…………

…………

Oh, I have no idea.

◇ ◆ ◇

I'm in the middle of getting a lesson from my teacher about the school city.

The living room door was knocked lightly with the concoction.

Three consciousnesses, including themselves, turn to the side of the hallway. Gogol, who moved his legs naturally, walked all the way to the front of the door. Just for a few moments, I thought I'd heard the sign of the Lord of Knock Sounds I haven't seen yet, and I look back at this one and let him snort.

"... safe"

"Oh, thank you. Mr. Rocco Rocco."

Convinced door through reading.

Apparently it distracted me. Indeed, this is not the same place as my own territory, so I would never have gone beyond caution. The squire move she could make and her extremely lollying appearance, the disparity between the two, were hilariously cute.

In view of the circumstances in which I and Dr. Editor had been talking extensively to each other, I see that he was watching the opportunity to enter that circle. She's kind of lonely, so even if she can't read her mind, she's natural and thought-provoking.

Moving forward would be for the same reason. That's convincing to think about.

"Please, it's not locked."

Let unexpected visitors speak up while dusting at its appearance.

Then the door opened with a gi and a person appeared from the side of the hallway.

"Excuse me."

It is the boy who appears to be about fifteen or six. I find a gentle facial good-looking, neutral appeal. Her height also reaches one hundred and seventy or not, which makes her wonder if she would make her look cuter than a lousy woman if she made her dress or something.

Speaking of starting out, is it a school city uniform, made of blue fabric, dressed like a robe like a coat of law, in a hilarious way? The fabric's drooping lower back workmanship, like a skirt, makes his neutral surface seem particularly prominent.

The charm point is round glasses.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Osborne Peacock. I am counting on your guidance today. May I have a moment, please?

"This is polite. As a representative of the Penny Empire, my name is Tanaka."

Take your seats again and say hello.

"You're Tanaka, right? Please, thank you."

"And this is the editor, and that's Rocco standing over there. Together, like me, we will be messengers from the Penny Empire. As you can see about the latter, it's the Gogols, but I hope you can treat them the same way we do."

"I understand. Regards,"

"Oh, oh, let me ask you a favor"

"... Regards"

He is a young man with a very laid back tone, worthy of appearance.

Even if I see a gorgeous brown lolita, it handles it without breaking my expression. You're a pretty good kid. In the Penny Empire, where the feudal system is in full swing, it is first and foremost an unlikely reaction. One of the tongues is spare.

Shall I call it Pea's brain in the future?

"By the way, uh, that elf over there..."

"... what?

"It's very rude, but haven't I seen you anywhere?

"No? Isn't this your first time? At least I don't know you."

"Oh, right. I'm sorry, something strange, even though we met for the first time."

"No, no, no one's wrong. See?"

To ask for your consent, Dr. Editor, I'm going to give you a glance. It is rare for this elf to pretend to be a topic where he can ask others questions. I can see how nervous I am. Could this be the kind of young handsome guy who prefers to feel neutral?

I mean, this is a numb, right?

Doctor, I'm getting numbed by a handsome guy.

I won't tolerate that. No, absolutely.

"Yeah, well, I thought you were right. By the way, what do you mean, guide?

"Huh? Ah, yes! Right. Let me move on."

Track fix the topic to where it should be for now.

Once now, when I changed my posture, Pea started talking.

"I am very sorry, but the central representative is currently away from the city, and I would like to greet him from the deputy representative instead. If you can spare some time, I'd like you to come with me."

"If that's the case, thank you for your guidance"

"Thank you. Here it is, then."

One deep bow, Pea pointing the way to his own arm.

In the form that followed, the soy sauce face followed the guest room.

◇ ◆ ◇

Visiting is a space reminiscent of the office.

Past the door that leads from the hallway, there will be about twenty square meters of space. A wide range of desks are provided in the centre, with opposite sofa sets lined up on its front. Bookshelves are also arranged along the walls to enclose these.

On one side facing outdoors, the whole area is a glass window, and apart from this, outdoors, you can look down at the school city far below. Tower apartment built in the heart of the city. The upstairs above it, I guess, was like this, what a room to make you think.

Carry-over greed is stimulated. That's good, school city.

"Welcome to the school city. I'm Professor Klaus Buss, deputy representative in the center."

"Nice to meet you, I'm from the Penny Empire, my name is Tanaka"

Sitting at the desk was a magnificent man reminiscent of his mid-forties.

Beautiful and tall in white. About one hundred and eighty? While seventy-three parts of black hair give you a sense of intimacy, the fact that you are soon handsome in the Caucasoid attribute gives you a sense of distance more than you have approached.

I hang my glasses just like Pea, and while his are round glasses, this one has a horizontal design. In addition to his carved deep face, he is the bearer of a look that goes hand in hand with a sharp eye and, at first glance, shows some aggressiveness.

"The representatives of the Penny Empire seem to be very fast on their feet. We can still afford it until the meeting."

"I was in the Baron's position, and I've probably compared it to the others, and I'm going to be greatly inferior to that title. I hope you can at least draw on my country's willingness to make this meeting."

"I see I can like that frank statement. Baron Tanaka."

"Thank you, Professor skank"

The exterior looked intelligent, so I had a good feeling about it when I ran out of spas.

By the way, Gogol and Dr. Editor are leaving messages in the guest room. He decided it would be dangerous to accompany Brown Lolita to meet the great men of the school city on the boulder. For one thing, it means seeing how things are going, so it is a face-to-face meeting on its own.

"Do you know anything about the school of the Penny Empire, Baron Tanaka?

"I don't know that deep down, but I keep it as a student."

"Hmm? That's another interesting story. I hear there are a lot of young people there."

"Sometimes at this age, I want to learn something new..."

"I see Baron Tanaka seems to be very keen to study"

"Life is studying till death."

"Oh, I guess you're right"

Otherwise, I won't be able to eat dinner. Horrible is the business of a competitive society. If it is to be fulfilled, I want to give up studying, become a well-earned beauty toddler's hippo, and spend it on three beats of sleeping child porn eating every day.

"Look at the opportunity and let me talk to you about the school."

"We'd like to hear from you."

"Uhm."

By the way, one failed. I forgot to check with Dr. Editor. I wonder to what extent professors in school cities are in a position when compared to the nobility of the Penny Empire. In view of the fact that I myself am a representative of a single country, I don't feel like I'm too bad either.

"It's been awhile until the meeting. If you're interested in a school city, you can take a look around as you like. Peacock is busy with that, and we'll arrange someone else to look after him."

"It hurts to care."

I hope she's a schoolgirl.

I hope you're a girl student with a no-pan hobby mini skirt that suits you well.

"Got any questions?

"No so far"

"Right. Then I apologize for the inconvenience in front of you, but I have other business to attend to. Could you step back for today?"

"I understand. Thank you for your time."

"This way, thank you for taking my feet"

Along with the hazy and pleasant exchange, my vision for Professor skunk was completed. He is quite a pleasant opponent. Even from their own awkward social experience, these people tend to get and be able to work. I don't feel there's any harm in staying close.

Let's just say I remember my name properly.

◇ ◆ ◇

I walked out of Professor Buss's room into the hallway and Pea, who took care of the outbound journey, was disappearing. Until the room where Dr. Editor and Gogol wait, it's not even that big a distance. It was about half an hour ago that I walked away in a light mood to let myself go back.

As it turns out, he's a stray bastard.

Even now, I feel the beauty of the guiding board culture in modern society. It is understood that many of the graphical instructions set up everywhere in the city and buildings were indeed saving people's time in many occasions.

"... what shall we do"

Because I knew Professor Booth's room in the relative position, I didn't know what floor the guest room was on. They also make the same with each floor, and after going up and down the stairs a few times, they are completely lost on what floor they are on right now.

Shall I peek through the window and actually count?

No, that doesn't hang up a bit.

You're going to get lost in a business building, or you're going to be in crisis as a social worker.

…………

Something like that, even the atmosphere in the building changes while I'm walking over there. Finally, it is a level of difficulty to return to the route on its own in earnest. In front of leaving Gogol alone, I decided not to leave him like this, to rely on other people.

If you are a school official, you will know that the meeting and the others are held in the same place. Speak up to someone who looks like that and ask them about the floor that would be secured for their guests, I'm sure they'll be able to get back close.

Or in the worst case scenario, I can think of a plan to give Pea his name and have him pick you up. Early on arrival, I felt very sorry for him but I had no choice. We just have to avoid things like Gogol walking around alone with his paralyzed.

"... All right, shall we"

Be prepared and inquisitive of the object to be heard.

I'd like a girl if I could.

I like young, cute miniskirt female students.

Walk around the building looking for candidates that look like that. I don't call Dada a school city, etc. The place has a common structure in local universities. Several buildings are connected by a crossing corridor, forming the body of a huge building as a whole.

If you've decided to talk to a pretty girl, there's no hesitation. Zunzun walked faster in a direction that seemed to have more students. Depending on the color of the walls and the creation of the columns, the number of people going out increases or decreases. The outpouring also shows a lot of changes.

That's how I walked for a while.

There was a sound in the inner hallway of the building a little deeper, and, uh, in my ear.

"That's annoying, isn't it?" "Oh, you're annoying." "Let's take it off now, shall we?" "Oh, that's a good idea." "Well, let's just peel it off and throw away our clothes." "Then maybe I can honestly admit my mistakes." "Definitely." "There's no way I can make a life potion." "Oh, let's do it!

What heartwarming suggestions.

Pretty girl who gets stripped and tears in a miserable position.

Nature and walking turn to the side where the voice came from. He walked down the corridor for a few meters, broke a corner, somewhat deep. It was in a place where no one else was going to go, and no one was able to reach their eyes.

There were three boys, supposedly in their early teens, surrounding every girl as old as they were. All of them would be students at school. He wears parsley clothing, which would be a school uniform, separate from what Pea wore. I'm sure there are several kinds.

Breakdown, with regard to men, is as follows:

One is big fat.

One has gali glasses.

One is handsome.

It's a combination that makes you feel highly teammate.

But the balance is good even for teenagers. In the near future, a handsome man in a leaderlike standing position leaves the party as he advances, forming a yariser with the other handsome people, while I see a future in which the remaining fats and galis fall into 2D and Doruota.

Poor thing.

Fat and Gali, pathetically.

"Omae, let go! Get off me, you pervert!

It's just that the girl being attacked by those three is more pathetic.

"You're the pervert, aren't you?" "Isn't it an excuse to be afraid of solemn justice?" "Right? Absolutely crazy." "Isn't this skirt shorter than the rest of them?" "Oh, that's what I thought, too." "Maybe, aren't you really expecting me?" Wow, that sucks, huh? Then I'll peel it off as you wish.

The boys' hands reach out to the girls.

That's good. Do more.

Personally, I'd like to have a viewing party until I'm done peeling.

But I have to weigh myself down because there's about as much as a middle-aged bastard peeking through the hallway wall and looking at the scene of sexual abuse as there's a picturesque creep. This is Away. It's tough in case someone finds you. Act honestly as an adult who embarrasses abuse.

Operation Sweet Avanture with Pretty Girl Students in Exotic Land.

Please, may the girl be an older favorite b-only.

Take a step by betting on just a few possibilities.

"Here, you guys. You can't look any further than a boulder."

"Huh!?

Show yourself over the corner of the hallway and speak up.

Let's tap on him to say he can afford to be an adult.

"So, who is it?!?" "Here comes some weird-faced guy! I mean, yellow, right?" "And it's flat, right?" "You're like a Lizardman." "Oh, hey, wait, but you look like a nobleman in your outfit." "What country are you a nobleman?" "I don't know, but..."

Good. Good to wear an aristocratic specialty noodle today.

I knew you were human, you looked everything. I feel it on my skin.

"I ask you one thing, is this kind of behavior a routine occurrence in the school? Because I'm going to need to ask Professor Skank a lot about the convenience of my own younger brother's scheduled enrollment."

No one else knows, and let me use the deputy's name.

Talking is totally haphazard.

"Hey, I knew you were a nobleman!" "Ugh, we're nobles, too. Shh!" "Your clothes look expensive, but your face looks cheap, right?" "Must be a poor baron in a small country" "Suddenly you give Professor skunk's name or something hateful!?" "What nobility!

Seriously. I haven't done more damage than I thought.

Rather, it feels like they poked the star and ate the counter. As you pointed out, I'm a poor baron. It's a little different from the development I assumed. More like this, though I was assuming a type of expansion where the boys would run away together, like scattering spider children.

No way, let's just say I borrow one of Richard's names here.

Though I can't even feel the dust on my adults' margins.

"As a nobleman of the Penny Empire, I am one who takes his name to the Duke of Fitzclarence family. If you remember, you may contact me at a later date through Sir Richard. We will always respond."

"Fitzclarence of the Penny Empire?" "Are you serious?!? Big nobleman!" "Oh, come on! Hey, dude! I said," Oh, you said it right! "" You were in good shape, too! "" Well, I'd better apologize sooner than that... "

Once it changes, the boys' reactions show a change.

That's amazing, the Fitzclarence family.

I feel like I'm spreading it out of the country.

He's a global company.

"What do you do?

"Huh..."

Speak with a little less voice. Then the boys shook themselves and rushed out with momentum. For the convenience of not naming each other, you thought if you ran away, it wouldn't sound later. Pretty smart, huh?

Speaking of this one, on the other hand, I don't take it up and chase it.

You won't have to go that far.

The appearance of the boys instantly disappears at the end of the bend. The rushing footsteps of butterflies were also quickly deafened. Later all that was left was a haunting, pitiful, poor baron and two beautiful girl students who had their clothes kicked in the skin.

"The school city is much busier than I thought it would be."

Talking about appropriateness, he walks beneath the fig.

Looking at it again, she's quite a pretty girl. Compared to the rest of the Caucasians, the skin looks blue and white and the glossy dark hair tied to the twin tails is impressive. Her height is a little smaller than Estelle's. I get the impression of a small middle school student who doesn't even have time for school.

The eyes are strangely sharp, and Giroli stares at me to intimidate this one. Now if the other guy is a big guy like Gong, it's fear, but if you look at the small shape and the cute face, it's rather adorable ahead of time. Something like this, a often barking chihuahua.

I remember Estelle from the beginning when I met her, and I felt a little nostalgic. No, let's forget about Estelle. Her dele period will never return. By now, he'll be hanging out with Allen.

"Are you all right?

"... nothing to worry about!

Whoa, you're doing great.

I saw it as a fairly prized personality.

"If you are injured, I will cure you."

"I'm not hurt! I'm not being jerked off!

"I wish it was"

Looks like it was a fig scene after all.

Even though this one doesn't even have the lettering of a fig, let it be denied in its imperative shape. I guess the habituated fig is making my mind harder.

Hide the chest of the disturbed uniform in your own hands and take half a step back to guard this one.

Maybe I already have gang rape experience or something, not just this one. I was just paranoid, and I came gleefully. I think gang rape is the final form of etching. The most exciting.

"Shall I call a female employee?

"... why not"

"I still wonder if women have problems only women can understand."

"Huh..."

"Or are you still injured somewhere..."

"Ugh, shut up! Get out of my way!

I thought I'd take them home, but they were handsome.

I just exchanged a few words, and that leg moved. Dash with all your strength. If I noticed, I was passing by this side and rushing backwards. Its back is immediately beyond the bend, as is the case with the bully who has fled this way.

I love being jerked off and stuff.

What's more, words like Real Girls Middle School sound comfortable in the breasts of the weak in love. It feels like a page of past youth has flickered back to what a whim. I knew you'd be an active JC if you wanted to be a lover.

If that wish came true, I feel that my hunger as a virgin will be completely healed.

"... All right"

I'm a little motivated to talk to my younger heterosexual.