Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"Fucking suspicious, really. You like them all when they're big and pretty."

- Fluffy.

Winia stabbed me in the side with her finger and said,

"Do you like milk so much? Is that good?"

"Billion."

There's no way a man hates a big, pretty woman. I can't help it because it's a fact. Every night, I have the fun of touching my women's breasts.

Especially the one that officially touches the biggest winia.

"You think my mom's gonna like it, too?"

"No, make sense!!!"

"Cook. It's a joke. Why are you yelling like that?"

"You're messing with your mother...!"

Oh, my God!

It's the only thing I can do to insult someone else's mother! In that sense, Winia's hatred of making her mother a sexual joke was understood.

I don't like my mother.

Actually, I don't really like him either. To be honest, the more I thought about it, the more I wasn't a good person. When I was a kid, if I had an accident, I would immediately become naked and be thrown out of the house.

Anyway, does Winia feel a little bit like me?

There are certainly parents in the world who don't have anything to say when they listen to Padrip.

There are such vicious parents who are the targets of Padrip, and who even themselves have to listen to Padrip. In other words, three people are humiliated at once.

The world is overflowing with such bastards.

So I rebuke them. Whether it's a fight or a provocation. As a savior of Fujian Judaism and a thousand horses. I have no choice but to rebuke such bastards.

This is not the case.

Oh, yeah.

- Fate.

It was destiny.

It has such a heavy meaning that I always insult the other person's parents. So Padrip's targets must also accept it heavily. It is his own life that determines its weight. Few have heard of Padrip and returned alive to me.

No, damn it, I had another idea.

"Anyway, what did your mother look like? You don't even know what to look like."

"Well... it looks just like me. What's the difference between a little height and a little hairstyle?"

"Sisters?"

"It's all the same. He's different, but I can't help resembling him. You look just like your mom, so you're all bad."

Winia spoke as she touched her head. There seemed to be a perception of bad character in itself. But that's the cute point. It doesn't matter if it's limited to Winia.

"My breasts are all the same size... but I think my mom was the biggest."

What is it?

Bigger than Winia?

"That's a walking breast."

Working Bast, not Working Dead.

How happy are you?

If such a working world exists, I want to achieve it, even if there is one that pays for it. I thought about Winia's family photo for a while... I think it's almost an optimizing girl.

That's a pretty valuable picture.

"What?"

Winia frowns at the moment.

"Walking breasts?"

"Oh, no. Just, unknowingly."

"Unconsciously?"

Are you in a bad mood?

"Nigger, did you say walking breasts?"

"No, exactly the Walking Bast... no. I didn't do it to you. Winia's mom has big tits... no. Why do you keep saying that? Anyway, she's a very big woman. In a context like that."

"What context?"

Ouch.

"Why, it's in that context. That's it. Empathy."

"Why do you have to empathize?"

"No, Winia, what's wrong! First you said it had nothing to do with cursing your mother!"

"That's what I said. But it's kind of because they say it's a walking breast. I thought about me like that, and then it just popped out of my mouth."

"I never thought about it, and I thought about it because my mother said it was bigger. Honestly, it's hard to imagine such a size, isn't it? No wonder."

I never thought of Winia as a walking breast.

"Yeah? But what if my breasts get bigger than my mom's? Is that how you walk around?"

"Winia's not a walking boob, she's just a girl. The concept is absolute, so it never changes. Of course, it'd be damn good to grow up."

"Like Hilde?"

"Hilde is smaller than you."

"What if Hilde gets bigger?"

Flying daemon boobs... fuck!

This is ridiculous!

"... as you get bigger, you get bigger. Double happiness."

"That nigger is so fucking funny."

What's so funny?

"Ah! Really! You keep listening and you'll do it today! Don't let me go with you!"

"Argh."

I screamed, and Winia squeaked and started rubbing her thighs. Her body tamed me very brilliantly.

"Ugh... well..."

Winia hugs my arm and rubs her chest.

"I want more."

"Oh, my God."

"Listen to me."

A voice full of flirtation.

"You haven't been very good lately. I like that the most."

"Oh, yeah. I'll listen and do it. Huh? Let's stop talking about walking breasts."

I think we'll have an erection if we just talk.

Walking Bastra... it must be a dream world.

I have a passion for breasts.

"Yes."

I returned home with Winia.

Anyway, to summarize, the women in the Winia family are generally all bad personalities and have similar height and breasts. Your mother seems to be the biggest of them... and her magic skills are also the best.

Magic skills are the highest among the sisters.

In fact, Winia's sister doesn't really have to care. I didn't think it was that good. And more than anything, they don't care much about Winia.

Whatever it is, I think I'll talk to Winia's mother. The maid Erica I just met will know right away when she reports.

It's not my job to find out where our house is.

Next time we meet, let's get this over with.

"Cat. That's why you met with the Winnian Maid?"

"Uh, I told you to go and let him know, so now that Winia's come to the capital, you'll understand."

As soon as I got home, I told Claudie that story.

"So I think I'll probably go talk to him once."

"Huh, yeah?"

Claudie touched her lips and said,

"It's like going to get formal recognition from Winia's parents?"

"Formally admitted... I honestly don't think I can hear a good word."

I think I'm going to say something because I said it's a bad personality fuck-up that considers my child as a tool.

No problem, of course.

"Yeah, I don't think I'm going to listen to anything good. The noble families are all of a similar nature."

Leeds said.

"Maybe you can sprinkle water on your face, Cat. It's very unpleasant... but I can't help it."

Morning drama.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah. Honestly, because of your hair, I think I'd like to see it shallow again."

"Wouldn't it be okay to say Paladin?"

"I like the background, but I don't know if I like it in a wealthy Earl family. It's almost like business."

In other words, to target the gains from marriage, Winia is an outsider anyway. There's no reason for me to care about your family.

Whether you like it or not, all you have to do is preach my will and Winia's will.

"If you don't like it, just give it to me. Those parents just have to lose."

Karin said it was no big deal.

"What kind of evil am I? Defeat your parents."

"There are good parents in the world who can hit. If you go to see your father once, you might give it to him before he really searches. Honestly, I think the son of a bitch and his bodyguard can kill them all."

In fact, not only Winia, but Karin was very sorry for his hometown.

My mother used to say "loot." It was a concubine acquired in the war against nomads. When I was a kid, I lived with Chanbaptism, but Karin doesn't care about that now.

"Uh-huh, ah. If Karin does that, I'll have to go help her. Just give me all the fucking shoots."

If that happens, of course I will help you.

"Nigga, what?"

"No, it's not about the Velatudes, it's about the Vestadts."

"Well, no. I didn't mean to say anything. If the nigger was rude to the nigger in my house, would he give it to you?"

"I'll think about it, but I'll be patient. But if it's too much, it won't hold."

Depends on the degree of disrespect, that.

I can't stand it if it's intolerable.

"You don't have to be patient. Just like me and Karin."

"Holy shit."

But Karine is a good father, but Winia is a good mother. If you have a similar look to Winia, you will feel a little more compassionate no matter how much I am.

"Ha. I should have known this when I was a kid. If I didn't like it, I should have the strength to give it to my parents."

I'm glad Karin is now the Wheel Dream Tree. When you become a dream tree when you are a child, you will never be able to go back.

"No, that's too bad."

"Damn shame. Well, regret is always too late."

"What a wonderful thing to say."

We told that story about the Winnians. Honestly, I didn't know anyone very well, so I told them a story. Mane, it was good to be out of the house. I only told them that.

"Huhuhu, Winia. You said there were sisters, right? Did they all get married?"

"Wonder why, sister!!!"

When Claudie plays the creepy prank, Winia shouts.

"I haven't said anything yet."

"I almost know what I'm talking about!"

Why does Claudie wonder about the status of marriage among the sisters of Winia..

"As always."

"You will be able to solve it well."

"Yes, I have absolute confidence."

"But I'm a parent..."

She said in a passing tone.

"What's Rishane's mom and dad doing?"

"Huhu, I don't know. That's already... old times' work."

Eyes that seem to be looking far away.

Is it the past?

Or really far away?

Let's talk about Agari in a documentary narration for a moment.

"In those days when the world was still mysterious. In that land, a thousand pieces of ancient people roamed and began to sprout civilization with the fire they had just kindled..."

"It's not that long ago, so be quiet."

"Yep."

It's a joke.

"Anyway, it's parental recognition... it feels a little strange."

At that time, Claudie approached and said,

Parental recognition.

Claudie is a half-elf.

My father was a Dark Elf and my mother was a human being.

In the land of Shrdik, where the Great Desert is open, humans, Dark Elves and Desert Orcs are fighting for each other's survival, and their hybrids live in greater contempt than the discrimination suffered by the Mirkesha Barbarians in this kingdom.

"Why, Claudie. Do you have an old idea?"

"I'm just talking a little."

Claudie, who approached the back of the couch, hugged me from behind the seats.

"Parents... yes. Do they hate parents in general? Just like Winia and Karin do."

What are you talking about?

"This is a bad specimen, but I usually love rather than hate."

"Oh, is that so?"

"What do you think of Claudie?"

"Hmm, I don't know. I think I resented it a long time ago, but I haven't thought much of it before. I didn't even think I'd want to see it."

In fact, it's not good to see something like Elf Namke.

"What about now?"

"It's the same now."

It means I don't want to see much.

He said he left Claudie.

No, but I was going to build my skills in my own way, and then I was going to tell my girls' parents in turn.

Go to Winnipeg, go to Karine. And I want to go to Liz's. When you get a chance, Rishanna... Claudie, too.

"Don't you want to know how to live?"

Anyway, when I first came to this world, I thought a lot about home. They weren't very good parents, but they were family. But when I thought about it, I realized that there was nothing good, and I just didn't do it at some point.

I think my women would do the same.

I just don't feel like I'm thinking.

"I'm not curious. But it was a powerful dark elf, so maybe it's still alive somewhere? I'm just thinking that much."

"Hmm."

If you go to the desert one day.

If you get a chance to find it.

Oh, shit. I don't know.

"Kat, for the record, I don't have a mother. I heard he was dead."

"No, why would you suddenly make such a confession..."

Suddenly, Hilde approached and cast a contextless shock confession.

"I just want you to know that. In fact, it's common for a demon to die in the Pandemonium, and so is my mother. I don't think much about it. It's a circus."

"Yes. Thank you for telling me, Hilde."

Ari also approached because he was doing so.

"Father? Were you talking about your parents?"

"It gets complicated when Ari gets involved."

Oh, my God.