Gang of Yuusha

The sun began to stain red.

A swarm of blue night skies sneak in without sound.

In the evening, the ragged and wheeled noises began to roll through the doors of the mansion.

It is the carriages that welcome your lady.

Your servants and servants are crossing the framework of the house and secretly chatting. How to live a life in the urban centre of an employer's situation or error knife. I have to go back to the farm again, back to the dirty place, etc., Goto. Some desperately give each other business cards and exchange contacts.

Securing a place of employment is important due to the economic trends of the serving husband. It's not just the ladies who use the gathering place.

- The party is over.

Shoji was walking home on the garden road as he fluttered at his feet.

I was able to hold Holly, who had gotten sick in the room, and calm her down a bit. As it is, you may have murdered the Marquise of Algaron.

I looked down at the "baby” I held beside me.

The sagging and shaking leaves comforted my heart.

Anger subsided over time.

That's where the Perfect Potion order ended. It's far from the numbers you want. It was caused by a clear loss of trust along the way.

The failure of the 'operation' could be - a heavenly punishment.

I looked at the potted plant. I have an attachment to “Baby”. Didn't you believe in the power of this guy and shouldn't you have put honey in the fruit?

Isn't that why you got caught like this?

It's a strange thing, and when the fierce and momentary anger passes, there's also such a punitive side to it.

"Quick, don't be depressed. I don't know... that's what you did to revitalize the farming of error knives, right?

Holly, with her matte skin, comforted Shoji with her hands on his shoulder.

Shoji, who had lost his place at the party, indulged in Holly's flesh, but if I tried it on her, she would have been happy to get rid of it again.

"Oh, a hundred percent, it was for people without mingling...... smashed, it's sad, Holly"

"Um... the Marquise of Algaron will talk to you from me, too. It's too disrespectful. Your disgrace is also my disgrace."

"I'm sorry, Holly. But you don't have to do anything. I think I had some disrespect."

Try it shoji, Holly clouded her face with rare and exceptional words. It's something I would never normally do. Not so long ago, it was a shock to Shoji to lose to that Mulberry.

The confidence and sense of superiority that I had secretly shattered, I even lost my temper. Regrettably, it's a big loss.

"Quick...... yes. Why don't you stay at my house today? It's near here. Some delicious food and some vintage wine."

"Oh yeah......"

All this time, Holly was trying to tease the man, but Shoji agreed because his heart was weak too. Even though I know I'm being followed, I feel like being sweet on a soft woman's body.

That's how I tried to walk out the front door, and suddenly a carriage jumped out of the side.

Wall-to-wall driving without thinking about pedestrians is rough.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Let me soak you up!

A familiar arrogant voice.

Dossy running horse nose tip blurred on Shoji's arm.

Potted plants fell on the clap and rolled to the ground. “Baby” was kicked in with a strong horse leg. Beautiful fruit is chopped off with a wheel and the potted plant rolls into the side ditch and falls beautifully into the dove.

The beautiful green seedlings were shredded and immersed in the dirty water that had accumulated in the dove.

"Whoa..."

Stunned and groaned, Shoji looked at something similar to a running lantern.

It's a memory of Baby.

Wild strawberries on the side of the road I found when I sat down in the alley at a time when I was suffering from no money after returning to the error knife from Wang Du. I had a pinch because I was having trouble eating, and it was sweet and filled. It felt like there was living blood in my body.

It was a blessing of nature.

Distinguished - I felt saved by something.

He switched to a planter with care not to damage his roots with a scoop and continued to grow them beside his apartment life.

It was mated for generations, but there was attachment.

I've shared precious potions before. It was a secret, but I talked to him on a whim. What happened now? He looks crippled all over horse manure and rotten soil. The fruit and stem were ripped off and the leaves were supposed to be green.

Life will never return.

Goodbye, baby.

I'll never see you again, my friend.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Shoji looked up to heaven growling. Sorrow and anger were burning flames all over his body. unprecedented wild emotions turned into fireworks.

Tears of repentance come from both eyes.

A sloppy spill of hot tears, uncontrollable anger makes you take a vow of vengeance. “Baby” is dead. It is also the death of an indisputable friend.

It's revenge - I'll definitely smash you to death - and I'll give that woman deeper hopelessness than the deep sea.

"Damn, Quick...... you okay?

"It's all right, Holly... by the way, where is the Marquis Algaron's mansion? If you love me, why don't you tell me?

Keep it alive, ghost.

Shoji, the mighty brave man on the corner (Street Braver), was out of tune.

The heart and guts that were hitting me regain heat again.

I was wrong from the start, like crying to sleep.

I can lick it, so this is what happens. I regret not assassinating you in the middle of a party. It was a completely misguided behavior as a gang.

"Ugh... well, yeah. Whoa, I'll tell you... Yeah, okay. Okay, so stop looking at me like that. I mean, it's really bad, or scarier than when you fought me in the past. Really. Don't you have to be so serious? No, well, I know how you feel, but yeah. Okay, I'll pretend I don't see it."

It was the day after I was working on another 'operation'.

When she received a call in the morning with a communication stone (Spirit Rock) and took to the workshop of "Percibel's Atelier," the shopkeeper's girl was strongly exasperated. Shoji carried no less darkness than he did, but Percibel wouldn't pull off again.

"Brother. Don't you have eyes?

"Never mind. I just could do what I had to do. Say the requirements."

Girls usually feel droopy and nostalgic in their eyes - but today, slightly, they have determination in their eyeballs.

Oh, I thought so, but I can't afford to care.

We must dig the hole as soon as possible and work out a plan to bury the Marquise of Algaron in the ground. Nevertheless, I came to take care of Percivel because of the importance of my work.

"Actually, I need to talk to you. Didn't you ask me to take a survey of Perfect Potion the other day?

"Word of mouth is pointless. A large number of customers buy quietly and leave quietly. The business of the back society is silent. I wouldn't mind if I had an answer I didn't like. Sales are everything. As long as we give good numbers, there's no problem."

Percibel put her hands on her hips, though she carelessly kept her back in the earthly column and took control of the foreman to fool the producer.

A strong pose with low height but extended spine and chest tension.

"That's not how it works. Customer opinions are important. This is the opinion I received. Best of all, it's from a supportive business partner."

It is not an individual transaction, but a corporate transaction.

The number of items fluctuates, but the stable mass sales destination - was it a luxury whorehouse?

Prostitutes tend to be potion addicts. Is it because of excessive stress on your body and mind? Increasing the fragrance to make the best case for the customer and start taking it.

Owners also know that water commerce is intense in and out, so they tend to acquiesce as long as they can benefit. Sometimes I even acted as a seller. The reality is that few managers, such as those who tend their bodies and protect their employees, appear in the play.

"So, what was your opinion?

"They're going to have a bad erection (...)"

"Ah?"

"There are some cases of fun with customers, but according to consumers, 'erections are going to go down'. It's a loss of energy. It's called“ Recovery. "

"... hmm"

Percibel looks serious.

My eyes aren't even kidding, they're Rin. Although it is difficult to handle because the topic is a lower story.

Sure - it has a dreamy, intoxicating effect.

If you also consume too much alcohol, your nerves get hit and you're more likely to break medium, and you have erectile dysfunction.

In the case of Perfect Potion, it has not been verified.

Shoji's physique shouldn't make that much difference, but the producer doesn't seem convinced.

It's a woman's position, so maybe I don't understand.

"Okay. So, what are we gonna do?

"In the meantime, I will verify the loss of erectility and then consider whether to mix vigor enhancers"

"Verification? No way, you called me..."

"Yes, take off your clothes"

demanded in prima facie.

Shoji poked his hands small forward and pulled his cheeks as he retracted slightly without.

I'm sorry to have to experiment with something so important.

"Your brother is the only man I can count on."

He holds both hands on his chest and appeals to me for a favor.

Lurking, moisturizing eyes and spilling tears are surely lies and cries. Even if I knew, I could call it a real act. Shoji moved his eyeballs left and right.

Percibel is getting tough.

"Other men are scared, and you can clearly see how it works with familiar bumps. When you have a new product, you can get a lot of money, right?

"... right, oh... well, any profit..."

I know it's a sweet word to fish with gold, but the sales channel is wider than going with the perfect potion one pole.

It was going to be a shame play, but Shoji broke, saying he would also drink some irrationality and bitterness if it was for business.