Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"You have offended her again!"

Risha, who has regained her mind for some time, screams. Reach out her arm and hold her head to my chest. He tightened his arms so that he could not escape.

"Risha was so cute, she couldn't stand it!"

"Forgive me for saying such things..." I can't believe it. I can't believe this woman would be so swayed by her husband... "

"Hmph, don't you like it?"

"... I don't hate it."

I also hugged Risha with my legs.

This is a complete restraint, Kim Kat.

"I can't be mad at you for treating her the way you do... What did you do to her..."

"It's love, not something you do. It's called free happiness."

"Unbelievable happiness."

There's no such thing as free happiness.

It's a fairly famous proverb.

But I, Love Cheonma Kim, am the one who completely denies the pronouncement. Isn't love a lifeless happiness? That's the unlimited love.

In retrospect, I always seem to have suffered most adversities with the power of love.

"Yes... I'm so happy to have such a hug. I don't want to do any work, but I think it would be nice to live. I can support you as much as I can if I help you a little in the shop. Wouldn't you rather live?"

When I hear this, I smile.

"Uh-huh, Risha. Thank you so much. I've been erecting again because I heard that. Can I put it in?"

- Cook.

I said jokingly with my swollen ears piercing inside Risha's thighs. Of course, the answer to return was frightening.

"Don't put it in! And where was the excitement of what she just said?"

"You're just thinking about me."

"Hrrrrrrr..."

Of course, thank you, but I can't be reborn as Dae-war Kim Kat because I live so comfortably. Didn't you vow to please her by becoming a warrior who surpassed Claudie one day?

I can never stop.

"Yes, that's what it was."

"Yes."

Risha held my back and told me what I was thinking.

First of all, I want to be a warrior who can basically destroy planets. I wish I could shoot a thousand made-beams.

At that point, the ileostomy goes flat. The horse-bottom will break the perforations and the ground, and the ceiling will destroy space. When I get to Asura, I'm just desperate for my enemies.

"Are you going back now?"

"It's a little late. We should."

"Don't forget what she said."

"Of course I keep that in mind."

I know Risha wants to talk to her wives. It's something I should have done one day. Rather, it was odder not to do so far.

Time is running out now that you have entered the intensive training period.

"Risha, I'm going to wash you. Let's go in and wash together."

"... Thank you."

It was sunset soon.

I washed up with Risha. After washing, I was so excited that I messed with my hands again, and I cleaned up Risha's body and moved her to bed and came out.

* * *

Causes a surprise stab.

- Chae Yeon!

- Grab it!

Of course, the first hit is blocked, but he immediately bends Karin's sword with a stabbed knife and aims for her head. But it is simply clogged. As such, Karin, a professional killer, would never allow such an opportunity to compete by switching to a seducer or striker.

One day, my attack was destroyed.

- Zec.

"End. All right. That's good enough. Better than last time."

Karin, who put a knife tip in my neck, approached me with a big smile and stroked me in the head. I couldn't touch her body no matter what.

"This is so fucked up."

The basic stats are, of course, too different. I tried to mobilize my own skills, but they were all defeated before I even showed them.

"Isn't my husband a dick?"

"No! Fuck you! I want to get mad!"

"Kahh, get out of bed. Here, stab him here and scold him, okay?"

Karin, who spilled a distinctive laugh that felt attractive, has been skinning with a playful sex-rip. Stabbing Karin sexually is not a scolding, but rather a good thing.

"Well, I'm joking. My husband learned from this sister, he's a dick. I like both technology and technique. It's growing every time I see it. As soon as you stick to it, the sense of trying to convert to martial arts is better than necessary. Is it because you're in the middle of something weird?"

"Intellectual Property Law."

"Yeah, that. But I don't know the origin of the name."

"No big deal."

Starting today, I entered a period of intensive training.

Early in the morning, I got personal instruction from Karin in the absence of other guild members. She passed on this technology and pointed out my lack of skills.

Correct the posture as soon as you receive the point and also take lessons on the order of the ventilator or how to deal with it. It was hardly difficult to understand because almost all of them were more experienced in practice.

When he did as he was told, Karin admired him and said:

"It's definitely good timber. You have a lot of talent. And this growth rate... is also because you killed a lot of people. Honestly, you don't even remember how many people you killed anymore, do you?"

"Oops!"

Then I stopped counting the number of people I killed at some point. I think I was a little tall back then, but nowadays there are so many unhuman babies that I don't need to be counted.

It's not even the bread that humans fucking ate, and I forgot this...!

But the bandits and robbers are the ones who didn't even eat the bread, so it's okay to forget. Even the doctrine of Fusion Judaism recommends the death of the wicked. Thinking about it, all the people I killed were criminals.

I'm no murderer and I can't kill ordinary people.

"Kahh, yes. That's it. That's the first step to being a real serial killer. How many souls are on my husband's shoulders? You don't think so?"

"Fuck, why do you say that? You look like you're coming out of a ghost!"

The Ghost type cannot be Bell unless it is a Holly Enchant of Elise. Oh, but I don't know because I haven't tested it, but if it's at this level, it's just going to be cut.

"Hey, hey. It's as powerful as the weight of the soul. You know what?"

Karin asks me a question as he reveals a strange idea unique to a serial killer. Actually, it's true. Practice is murder after all.

For me, carving is murder.

But it's too scary for my wife.

"Do you believe in strange religions? Or ezatsu."

"Damn it. I'm ignorant."

It's like cult fusion, not paganism. Anyway, Karin and I are dividing swords, so the guilds are here.

"Let's do this today. Yeah, and I'm off tomorrow? Did you bring Miss Winia here.. No, should I go?"

I think I'll just come here tomorrow with Winia. They both want to talk, so I want to believe that the atmosphere won't be so bad.

"I'll bring him."

"Ahh, Mr. Why are you trembling? I didn't tremble like this when I first entered the Knights."

"Uh-huh, I'm shaking every time I see you."

"Why."

"It's so pretty."

"Fuckin '... you want me to fuck you?"

"Lehu?"

Karin only seemed to see the heart in his eyes.

Anyway, I refrained. It's Guild members' morning training time. I think I can go back a little beyond noon to finish my high-intensity physical training.

Let's come with Winia tomorrow.

* * *

- Tuck.

The sound of dropping the teacup is echoed.

- Clumsy.

And on the other side, the sound of the car coming back in.

- Chirp.

Inside of the prosecutor's guild office, where dazzling morning sunlight is pouring in with the sound of the bird sitting in the window jerking.

"..."

I sat uncomfortably and opened my eyes and looked at Winia and Karin.

Karin, who seems a little awkward, looks down at Winia in a stiff position. In contrast, Winia is tasting tea that has no hobbies at all with a relaxed attitude.

I've never seen you before.

Winia was a woman who preferred to choke like water rather than savor the taste of tea.

When I told Karin what I heard yesterday, he would come. He came to the prosecutor's guild with Winia, who grumbled about why I should go. In addition, Claudie laughed and asked me to stay well.

Except Karin drank the tea from each other and made a sound, there was no conversation between the two of them. I haven't eaten my car in a long time.

"..."

They both said they'd get along, but I didn't know what the hell this heavy air was. Do I have to let you squeeze the conversation?

Thinking about it, Winia finally opened her mouth.

"... Mr. Karin."

It was the first voice heard in roughly thirty minutes in a silent office. It seemed to resonate with the space itself.

"Above, Mr. Winia?"

Karin responded. It was also a rigid answer. Karin makes it difficult to find Winia.

"Do you love our nigger so much?"

Winia said with a feeling like a prospective mother-in-law of a wealthy beehive. Somehow, I was afraid that I would get a white envelope that meant to fall between my breasts.

"I am... in love..."

Oh, ten.

Karin...!

It was very rare to see Karin in this passive attitude, so it was so fresh. Nevertheless, this place was heavy.

"Well, I guess so. Actually, I came to get to know Karin today. I'm going to live with this for the rest of my life, but it keeps getting awkward."

"... so do I, Miss Winia."

It's a bit like that for both of us.

The dialogue is being initiated by Winia.

"Honestly, it was kind of upsetting to me that I didn't even have enough to seduce a nigger in the yard where I was eating. Do you understand?"

"That's... yes. I'm sorry... it wasn't Dory."

Karin's voice begins to shrink about this. I think I need some help with this, so I can open my mouth.

"Above all, Winia, that's still true."

"Shut up, nigger. Sit tight there."

"Yes."

"The nigger wives are talking about their wives. Just listen."

"Got it."

I was immediately paved.

I had no authority over my husband from the beginning. On second thought, all four wives are stronger than me. It's a peaceful family that can't be played aloud.

Anyway, Winia was talking.

"But that doesn't make any sense anymore... I felt the same way, actually. Claudie is fine with a girl to have a baby. I'm really not in a position to say anything."

"... is that so?"

"And when it gets awkward, stop the sardines. You're ten years older than I am."

I heard that Karin's face began to blush. It was a very shameful shape to be pointed out to a young Winia, who was also puzzled by her mouth.

No matter how old you look in your late teens or early twenties, Karin is in his thirties.

Of course, the source of that strength, Mana, is an overflowing woman, so it is not possible to say aging, but it was a matter of great importance for humans, not elves. Even more so for a woman.

Claudie is ashamed when she tries to reach her real age.

"I'll just call you Karin. Karin, just call me Winia. That would be convenient."

Winia said with a gesture of reconciliation. Karin nodded and replied in a slightly buzzing voice.

"Yes, no... I will. Winia, can I call you Winia?"

"Yes, Sister Karin. Now make yourself comfortable. I will, too."

"... yes."

As Winia smiled out her hand, Karin also stood up and shook hands. Overall, it felt like Winia was bending Karin in the middle of the night.

"Remember, sister Karin is the third and I am the second. Okay? If you only knew that, I wouldn't say anything to Karin."

"I know. I apologize for what I did in the first place."

"That story is over. I'll take your apologies."

Though it was small, it seemed like it was finally settled peacefully.

If we get to know each other, we won't have any more.

"Karin is the one who's going to have a black kid anyway."

"... it's a little embarrassing to talk openly about this. Yeah, yeah. Wow, I'm a little nervous, but thanks for coming out like this. I'm late, but I'll ask you nicely... Winia."

"Please do me a favor, sister Karin."

I feel a little awkward right now, but it's a matter of time.

"So let's talk about the black-share period from now on."