Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"I said!!!"

"You said it!!"

The monsters rushed into each other's arms, hugging us in the inhumane shock of speaking human language. The spirit girl I saw the other day said it too, but it was just a curse, like a cry that spat out a fragmented hatred.

However, as Copson said, the true monster, Alaune, told us his will straight away.

Come closer?

Fuck, why am I there!

"Damn it!! Babarian! This is fucked up! Alaune is the Queen of Flowers! According to the story, Hollen men make their own nourishment!!"

"I can't do that! It's so cruel!!!"

"If you get caught here, you can't die and become a mira and become a miserable creature that only sucks nutrients forever!!"

At the end of the day, the miserable end of me and Cobson, who became Mira, passed by the brain. This was more cruel than the delusional grandfather's evil legend!

That's the end of it!!

"Fuck you!!!!!"

"Fuck you!"

- Pa!

We panicked, ignoring Alaune's words, and ran out to the jungle seizedly. You're two hundred times better off being chased by a Dryer than you're gonna be chasing that faggot bitch!

That son of a bitch doesn't look so damn good!

I am the envoy of an opponent taller than I am!!

- Shhh!!!

"Oh, no!"

"Damn it!"

However, before we even stepped on the frontier of the jungle, a blunt dune soared through the ground. It appeared continuously along the boundaries of the garden, like a prison that imprisons sinners.

"No way they're locking us up!"

"Babarian! Calm down! You can cut it off!

"Ew!!"

Immediately, he raises his sword and strikes the vine that is about to soar to that height. - Push. Body fluids splashed, but it was already forming a wall, so the right attack didn't go in, so I couldn't cut it.

- Phew!

Stab if stung doesn't work! He stabbed the tip of the knife, stabbed it deeply, and then sliced it like a saw. If we go like this, we might die for real!

"Fuck! Hey! I'm not going through this!"

"Argh...!"

I fell into madness and put in a deal, but at the same time I recovered faster than that, a new mass emerged. This... doesn't work!

Should we run to the other side?

I thought of it, but there was already a swamp of iron everywhere. They will probably have the same end wherever they go.

- It's like a Arena.

There is no escape.

I was trapped.

What's left of this-- me and Copson. And it was only the flowers of Alaune and the garden. Towards us in terror, a voice was heard again.

"Didn't I tell you to come closer?"

"..."

The tone was as warm and compassionate as the breeze of spring, but I could tell. The peoples with beautiful voices are not very pleasant.

No. Rather, they were crooks, cheeky bastards, just irregular criminals.

Exemplary goes out.

They are said to use a truly beautiful voice to deceive people... rogue scallops!

"You're scared. Huhu... It's okay. Come here."

- Gigg.

I look back, trying to relax my hardened muscles with fear.

She is a pretty pretty beauty there, very tall, attractive body and chest that looks close to 2 medals. And a very long red hair.

Green longboots and long gloves you're wearing. And because of the leaf brassiere, she seemed as if the rose had been transformed into a man.

"... hey, Copson."

I can't get a grip on what to do. If the conversation works, maybe we can talk about it.

God damn it.

I can't believe it worked out.

If you look at these weak thoughts, you might be terrified.

"Let's do what I say."

"W-what do you mean...! If you do something wrong, you'll become a mummy!"

Copson shook and shouted.

"But there's no way. I can't even get out. There are only two avenues to search, live or work. Let's talk."

"You can't talk to a monster!"

"You're right. I don't really count on it."

However, there is no other way.

Muscles and blades if you can't escape. And you have to put your destiny in your mind.

That's the way the world is.

In a crisis situation, if you can't escape anywhere, you just have to leave your destiny to the blade. Half death is confirmed. If so, there is no need to be afraid.

"... stop! Damn it!"

I walked first, and Copson grabbed my waist like a sister hiding behind my brother, covering his body, and followed me according to my movements. Slowly. We approached her carefully as Alane had said.

"You've given me courage. Yes, come closer."

As he approached, he smiled and smashed his cheeks with one hand, as if he had gathered his hands together.

I'm confused because it's a fairly human move... Is that really a monster?

I thought it might work, but I was even more convinced that the conversation would not work if the cub showed a little human appearance, even though even the same human being was dislocated in a yard where the words didn't work.

- Less. Less.

Copson's tremor has been reported hiding behind me. He was now just a Vibrator Human. Can we expect combat help?

- Fresh.

He smiled brightly because he was so close.

Looking closely, I could see for sure.

Quite a beauty... of course, nothing compares to Claudie.

"Nice to meet you. May I call you Alane?"

Once I had a respectful turn, I bowed my waist to 90 degrees and greeted him. I also pressed down on Copson's head, which is still terrified.

She said she was a queen, so she seemed to be sensitive to manners.

"Huhuhu, I miss your name. Humans used to call me that all the time... well, good. Call me whatever you want. I'm generous to a child who knows manners."

"Thank you for looking at me like that."

.. do you know that you are called Alaune to humans?

Anyway, I greeted him politely, so he seemed to feel better.

- Glug.

As she stretched out her arms, a vine and a flower rose from the ground, forming a certain shape. It soon turned into a table and a chair.

It's an amazing ability.

The plant itself appeared to be freely controllable.

"Sit down."

"..."

I pulled out the chair and sat down with Copson.

The vine chair was already separated from the ground. Alaune, who saw it, sat across the street. Big breasts. The rest of the breasts were naturally placed on the table.

I thought Copson would calm down if I looked at his chest like that, but he was still trembling.

I told him very little.

"... Copson. Take it easy."

"Joe, this is so scary...!"

"You're your favorite beauty."

"Fuck. I'm still scared...!"

- Less.

The chair will tremble.

But it's better to be frightened, not seduced.

Alouette only smiled at Kobson and I, who were trembling with both hands.

I opened my mouth heavily.

"So... Alane. Do you have anything to say to us?"

- Sissits.

I asked him, and he started laughing ominously like a dryer. She replied only after what was so much fun, a laugh that lasted for a long time, stopped.

"Ah, not so much. There's really not a lot. There's really a lot to ask."

It was really fun to say that I was going crazy.

Most lunatics have this shape. I don't care about other people's attitudes, but I enjoy myself like that.

I was so scared I'd go crazy, but Tee didn't.

Alaouane, who had been moaning for a while, started talking.

"Yes... it's been too long since I regained consciousness. I really have a lot of questions. How many years is it now on a human scale? Are the Sirens still rebuilding? The idol war? Is the long war over? And did Green Dragon Le Geldizer Wellostate fulfill his contract?"

She stretches such a question like a quickie.

"Ha, you have so many questions."

I was carved with a single calligrapher in case I felt hurt, but there was nothing I could answer. Motherfucker. I don't know what's really going on.

But if I say I don't know, I think I'll find it. I stabbed Copson in the side.

"Argh?!"

Responding like a seizure, he vomited his breath and said,

"Huhu... haha... Well, now, I don't know... Don't you know, the idol war was over a hundred years ago... Queen of Flowers."

"Ho? A hundred years? Yeah, that's how time went by."

Her eyes widened.

The idol war... I heard from Elise last time.

It was a fierce temple with pagans who worshipped the only god.

It is said to be enormously long and even global in scale.

"Hehe. Hehe. Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!"

After covering her mouth, she suddenly started laughing like crazy. What a terrifying sight. Did Copson's answer please her?

She said she had regained consciousness for a long time.

And when you ask me about the past... isn't this a creature called an ancient monster?

Since ancient times, it has been sealed by reason of its existence and seedlings, and has just been released to create its own kingdom, the Jungle... Such an ominous fantasy blooms like smoke.

"Kufuhu... yes, then I have the next question."

Alaune began to ask us what was curious and what was not to be done.

She seemed as if the rest of the world, who had not met a person for many years, were completely hungry for dialogue.

I refined my mind by answering them faithfully, one by one, in order to make up for the slander.

Questions appear to be historic, asking for everyday things. And from historic to personal. And it was a flow of asking from personal back to routine.

"Isn't the garden beautiful?"

"Yes... it's definitely beautiful. I've never seen a garden like this in my life."

It feels like this.

I ask meaningless questions.

And when I hear the answer, I hit the ball a little bit and laugh. I had so much fun that I felt like I was enjoying myself too... The situation is not right.

I'm not having this routine conversation right now...!

- Less. Less.

Copson, who couldn't stand the pressure, grabbed my hand.

Get your hands off me, you son of a bitch.

"Why are you trembling so much? Do you think I'm eating?"

"O Queen...! I would never...!"

"Cook-Cook. It's like a little mouse. Yeah, it's a kid. What are you so afraid of? I'm curious. Tell me, come on."

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Alane targets Copson, and his face is blacked out all at once. He was even afraid to open his mouth... Damn it!

Copson! You're not that kind of guy! Beat it! Beat the fear!

"Kuhuhuhuhuhu... you can't answer. Hmm, it looks more like a black kid than I know, but he's not a spirit to talk to."

- Yikes.

Whether it was a laugh or a smile at Copson, she twists her legs as she leans back. It was a deadly diaper that really matched the tall one. Above all, the green longboots that seemed to be made of leaves were so impressive.

A woman with long legs is a good match for long boots.

Most importantly, it has a high point of being a no-fantry condition.

"Hmmm, what more can I ask..."

A nuance that seems to be thinking about what to wear.

What the hell?

I don't even know. What the hell are you holding us for? If you were going to eat it, you would have just eaten it... unless you were making fun of us.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, my eyes met.

"Huhu? Is my leg bothering you?"

As tempting as I am, she smiles through her thighs with long fingers. It feels quite brainstorming. To the point of making a man a nourisher, it makes me feel genuine.

"Well... yes. You guys were boys, too. I hope so."

"... what do you mean?"

What is this bitch trying to say?

I said bring my hands to my thighs.

I intend to ambush you with a pad-rip if you get stung.

If you'll excuse me, I'll cut your head off with a full power beheading.

"Nothing."

"...!"

At that moment, her fistful yellow eyes seemed to glow...!

"You smell good, don't you?"

- Saaah.

At that moment, the world began to turn pink.