Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

I woke up early in the morning and Winia went straight into the bathroom, washed up clean, and dressed briefly.

I was going to eat, but I just filled it with a few jerky.

You can talk while you eat.

Winia wore a black skirt on the H-line and a white blouse with frills. The hat was not worn separately and the staff did not take care of it either. The shoe was a black shoe with a pointed nose twisted upwards, making it feel like a shoe worn by some clown.

The point is that there is a buckle on the ankle, which is a bit unusual in my eyes.

But actually, the wizards don't wear these shoes for a day or two. I don't wear Winia very well, but it's wizards' manners to wear something like this when I go to a place.

Anyway, in a nutshell, it looks neat.

I wore nothing but exposed thighs and jewellery and gold earrings. However, no matter what you wear, the chest area is severely protruding.

But since your mother said it was bigger than Winia... you don't have to pay attention to this rude heart, do you?

Chest.

I think it makes me feel better.

Winia can be as big as Winia's mother.

Even if Winia talks like a dick, she thinks it's important to look after her makeup.

Of course I do.

I dressed like a suit.

The Bronze Society Priest Armor Set is my trademark, but the suit will be better than that.

I like to buy clothes for this occasion in the capital anyway, so I went to the clothing store and asked for some money.

It's a little different from the modern suit, of course, but I tailored it based on the closest clothes possible. It's better than I thought because I try it on.

It was me, because I was good with inhuman training.

I buy clothes because of my torso.

Black suit. White shirt and tie inside. Modern outfits make you feel a little strange, but formal suits are a concept.

There you go.

"Uh-huh."

Wear Garros' Leather '.

Garas' leather was already a great outfit. A garment made of leather from a cruel and vicious Lycanslope clan.

No, I'm not.

It's more like "writing" than walking.

The fierce wolf's head was preserved. Put it on my head as it is, and stretch long leather under my shoulders.

Standing in front of the mirror in that state, it suits you like a suit.

It's like a strong warrior.

This is Intelligence Barbarian.

This is Kimcott, the barbarian.

"Nigger, this is so fucking cool."

"Uh-huh, really?"

Even Winia was admitted. I was satisfied too, but I am satisfied twice because Winia tells me this.

"That's better than I thought. The nigger is big and tall... I make it to fit my body shape and buy a map. Did the nigger have a fashion sense like this?"

Not my senses.

He just remembered the word "formal" in his head.

"Oh, well. I'm a learned barbarian. It's a fucking sense."

"Yeah, so throw away the wolf hide over there."

"Yes?"

What did you say?

"Throw away that upside-down breast."

"No... this is a really important price point..."

"Take it off quickly."

"Shh, shh."

I immediately took off Garros' leather and put it on the couch. Oh, I fucking love that. Above the original suit is the concept of wolf hide.

But what to do.

Winia is a bi-world, so she doesn't know about Luke.

"Sit, nigger. I'll tie your head up."

"Yep."

I took a circular chair and sat down, and Winia began to tie my head properly. If you want to decorate something of your own choosing, leave a little bit in front of your head to try something like this.

Quite a skilled hand tease.

Soon my head was finished.

"Yeah, let's do this."

"I like it."

I like it very much.

When I was ready for that, I sat on the first floor living room couch and had a quick cup of tea and gave a final talk about how to behave today. There was nothing else, and I already told it all.

It didn't take long.

- Glug.

I started hearing the sound of wagons outside the house.

"Welcome, Winia. Let's get out of here."

You can go out now. I told you that I was going to Winia's house today anyway, so you can just go and come back. So Ari's still sleeping.

"Yes."

I opened the front door with Winia wearing shoes like that. I didn't pack my weapon. In fact, it would be nice to have a weapon or not by the time I get there.

- Boom.

After opening the door, a wagon was waiting in front of our mansion. I walked right over there.

"Winia. Is that it?"

"I think so."

Wagon.

I don't usually say this, but the wagon was a damn good luxury wagon. Even though it is spectacular, the Bellatud family crest is properly embedded, making it quite comparable to our home wagon.

The advantage of our wagons being pulled by Il Ryong and Il Ryong is that they're big, not fancy stuff.

Anyway, it was a fine wagon with two black horses that looked like a damn good variety, but I want to buy a good wagon, too. Is this your desire to have a good car?

"I'm here to serve you, young lady."

It was Erica, the maid who met Juvennan, who brought the wagon. Don't you usually call people down?

It was unexpected to pick him up myself.

Blonde greens. Ten years older than Winia, but still looking younger. If you don't feel the energy of Mana, you just maintained your beauty with thorough self-care as a normal person.

Is it Maid's propaganda?

She respectfully bent her back and remained in that position as if she was waiting for Winia's answer.

"... yeah, I'll see you soon."

"Didn't you say."

Only then did she put her back up, with her head slightly bent.

"The Lord commanded me to come politely. So let me politely ask you."

"Do you really want me to be polite?"

"... I don't know."

"Of course. I just asked. Can I ride now? But Erica came alone?"

"Yes, I came alone. I would be grateful if you could board."

- Yikes.

Winia naturally opened the door of the wagon and got on it. Erica told me to be small before Winia got on.

"And... kim katt."

"Yes, Erica."

"Please take care of Winia."

"I always love you, so don't worry. Then I'll be on board."

I always live well.

I got on the wagon right away and sat next to Winia.

Inside, there was a wide window with curtains on both sides. It was a couch that was quite fluffy than anything else. I feel good sitting.

"Then we'll leave."

Soon such a voice was heard.

- Drunk.

Erica, who sat in the stable, began to drive the wagon skilfully. The high maid looks like she doesn't even know the wagon.

The view of the capital flickers out the window.

It took me a while to get there. No wonder it's such a big neighborhood. On the way, Winia looked out the window and didn't try to say anything.

There's a lot to think about.

"Winia, what do you think?"

"Uh-huh... just. Well, a little bit about home."

"Are you bothered enough to think?"

"It's not like that. Just thinking."

"Really? Don't worry about it. Just relax. What's wrong with me? Just think about going to a nearby store. It's nothing."

"... don't. Yeah, I'll think about it."

Soon I arrived at the Winiae family.

- Earl Bellatud.

Wienia's mother and housewife, Jenia Bellatud, is a magician with such things as books, businesses, and mines.

Economically rich and so on.

"Ame, thank you for the award."

The mansion was a goddamn mansion worthy of that reputation.

There were all kinds of flowers in the garden that were neat and well decorated, and servants like this were busy moving in the zone. There were many soldiers in the family as well.

But the most spectacular was the mansion building.

Big chewy and fancy.

At least a few times bigger than my house. The word 'wizard aristocracy' is so good that it comes to mind.

Because it's the capital, it's going to cost you a lot of money, but the cheeks live really well.

"Nigga, don't call me Chongtee. You don't look too surprised."

"Yep."

Winia felt like she was doing nothing. Haesha, since you've been living here, it's natural.

"Please come with me."

Erica guided us to that. That way I follow her into the inside of the building. On the way... I didn't say anything between the two of you. Erica was quiet, and Winia didn't talk first.

So I was quiet, too.

- Inside the mansion.

As soon as I got inside, it was a statue, a portrait, and it was very decorated in the hallway.

All the women had big tits on their pink heads. Winia's ancestors? The men aren't interested at all, so I erased them from my sight.

"It's a portrait and statue of an all-time housewife."

"Hmm."

There's a lot of rain.

This is a dream mansion.

But the statues are so big that they can only be seen as naughty sculptures.

"Please wait here. The Lord will call you soon."

The place I was guided to was the noble parlour in the noble snack. Quite spacious with lots of sofas and desks.

"... Erica."

Winia called her.

"Yes, my lady."

Erica with her head down.

"No, I'll see you later."

"... I'll see you later."

You two are a little awkward.

Erica went out.

Only Winia is left in the room.

"Winia. I've seen portraits of all the householders."

"You only see the breast in the nigger's eyes, don't you?"

"What am I, a breast man? Just look at the breasts?"

"Bullshit, again. Ha.. Really. I'm finally here. I can't help but be nervous."

"Uh-huh, what's the tension?"

"I don't know."

In fact, Winia has been so distracted several times. So it's not unfamiliar. I just sat next to him and grabbed his hand.

Who says she's not my girl?

"Nigger hands are fucking big."

"Winia's breasts are fucking big."

"Fuck. What did he say?"

"Uh-huh, that's ridiculous."

It was when I was talking to Winia.

- Quang!

Suddenly the door was violently opened, so a woman came in.

"Sister...!"

It was the sister of Winia, just to be seen.

Seeing what I said, she must be my sister. But there doesn't seem to be any cheaper boats than Winia. Pink hair was short and similar in height to Winia.

But crucially, his chest was about three cups smaller.

- You're a dropout.

Anyway, she seemed quite angry... Did she get along well with Winia? So why are you angry now?

"What face have you come back to?!!!"

Well, why.

"You scum!!! Fucking bitch!! Because of you, I am! I am...!"

"... Serena? As soon as you get here, what the fuck? And were we close enough to insult each other?"

Winia smiles at her head and responds spontaneously. Unlike Serena, who tries to vomit emotions, it is a calm reaction.

"Profit!"

- Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

At that moment, whichever wand she pulled from the waist dance, she tried to do something magical, and I bounced off reflectively, snatched her wand and broke it.

- Cuckoo!

"No, this woman! What are you doing! Indoor magic!"

"Argh!"

What the fuck are you doing?

Are you trying to attack me? Are you fucking Winia or something? There seems to be a story if you're just attacking... But you can't hit a sister of Winia.

"What are you doing, sister-in-law?!!"

"Ah.. you barbarian!! I can't get out of here!"

She was worse than Winia.

I grabbed her wrist a little stronger.

"Let go! Let go!"

"Calm down or I'll destroy the sister-in-law!!!!"

"What, what?! Par, par, destroy?!"

The moment he opened his eyes wide, I let go of his wrist.

"I'm kidding. What are you trying to do, attack Winia? Speak up, fucking brother-in-law. I thought you were freaking out."

"Ah, ah..."

A moment of confusion.

"Profit...!"

And anger again.

"I got married for you!!!!"

He bursts his anger and shouts angrily at Winia.

... married instead?

"I know how painful I've been!!"

"What...?"

The same was true of Winia, who was embarrassed. Winia opens her eyes and looks at Serena alternately.

"Argh...! Ugh..! You scum..! Why did you come back now...! Argh! Even if it wasn't just you, I was with Lord Medes..!"

Then he starts to burst into tears. Humanely embarrassed by the appearance, I immediately grabbed my head and splattered to the side of Winia.

"It's all because of you! And my marriage failed! Not with Lord Medes! It's all because my sister left!!! I got married for you!!"

Hatred and anger burst out.

"Why me! Why should I have married you instead!!"

Serena looked at Winia and said,

"My life is ruined because of you!! By the way...! But now I'm coming back home in some strange way!!! Just get out and die!!! Why don't you just die...! Ugh! Ugh...! You scumbag...!"

This one.

My marriage seems to be a mess... I think I'm turning that responsibility over to Winia.

So, did you get the wedding anniversary you were originally promised to Winia? So Madison or the guy who doesn't know Madison, and his life sucks?

"It's all because of you!!!"

Serena vomited her emotions, insisting. Well done on smashing Wand. If it hadn't been for that, there would have been a magical war already.

"..."

Winia's eyes narrowed.

"Why is that because of me?"

"What?"

"Why is that because of me?"

"What are you...!"

- Aggravation!

Winia shouts as she turns her head back.

"Why is it because of me, you stupid bitch!! So you're saying I should have been sold out for you? Argh?! You can't even do magic, really!!"

"Well, what...!"

"You should have left! If you don't want to get married, get out like me, you bitch!!! Who the fuck are you talking to about sitting at home doing nothing?"

"You, you crazy...!"

The look on Serena's face hardens as if the fish eye had become mute.

"That's what you're going to say to me now...?!"

Hm.

"Because of my sister...! I got married instead of my sister... and this is how it happened...! Your sister should have been married!!! If I did, I'd be with Lord Medes...!"

Fuck you now.

"My life is ruined because of you!!! But you can tell me that!!!"

Is this what you have to say to Winia?

Screw you.

"...!"

I wanted to say something to Winia.

"This is fucking bullshit!! Sister!! Get out of my way, you monster!! Winia should have married instead of her sister-in-law!!"

"What, what?!"

"Fate and life are self-pioneering! What an effort you made!"

I stood in front of Winia and shouted.

I couldn't stand it because I was so selfish and shitty when I heard you say it. You had a chance to get married? So what do we do? Winia left the house because she hated it. If you didn't like it, you shouldn't blame Winia, but you should have come out.

Winia had a hard time getting out of the house... anyway. But didn't she just live in a fucking house?

He did not try to avoid marriage on his own like Winia, and he accepted it.

On a subject like that?

More than anything, the basic mind tells us that Winia should have been married for her now.

That was intolerable.

"If you didn't want to get married, the sister-in-law should have gone out like Winia, why the fuck would Winia!!!"

"I mean, why would I! Why do I have to go out? Even though my sister went out irresponsibly...! This was my sister's wedding! It wasn't my marriage!"

"You're fucked, you fucking bitch! Even if you weren't my sister-in-law, I'd be out of here, you little shit!!"

"Huh-huh-huh...!"

So Serena takes a step back.

"You, you crazy...!"

A face full of tears.

- Yikes.

At that time, the door was opened again.

"Lady, the Lord calls... Ah. Miss Serena."

"Fuck...! Fuck..! Ugh! Argh!!!!"

Serena, who was crying, went out.

"...."

Alternate.

"Lady..."

"... haha. It's no big deal. Let me know."

"Got it."

As if something had happened, we immediately followed Erica. She led Urling to the place where the 'Galord' is waiting... No, fuck, but I still can't stand it because it's so tight.

Were you waiting to tell me that you knew Winia was coming today?

"Nigga, we'll talk about this later... no. Thank you. Thanks for saying that."

"Absolutely not. And that was a brother-in-law's fuck."

You should have left the map.

Your destiny is your choice. I do not sympathize with anyone who blames others for being swept away by fate. If Winia is to blame, I can never forgive her.

Who dares to fuck my girl?

"Nigga..."

"I told you to trust me."

"... yes."

"Let's talk about this next time."

So we went into the depths of the mansion.

"This is it."

- Yikes.

The door is open.

"Gajor. I brought the lady and her spouse."

"Well done."

- I hear aesthetics.

Erica turned her head and left.

"...."

On the other side of the luxurious dining table, I saw a woman sitting.

- Jennia Bellattude.

Mother of Winia.

It resembles Winia at first glance.

- It's beautiful.

Pink hair does, and face does. But I couldn't do it without being completely the same.

The impression was... a little more mature.

The tall ones are the same, but the atmosphere is "more mature." Yes, it was a cruel impression, quite frankly. My hair was longer and louder, so I felt old-fashioned.

- The unique feeling of association.

And most of all.

"Sit down, Winia."

That breast on the dining table.

- Heavy rain.

He said it was bigger than Winia.

... about three cups bigger.

"And your barbarian."