Instant Messiah

My greatest treasure.

"Damn humans, lose them when you're done!

This will be the third time, but the phase remains the same and cold treatment.

As far as I'm concerned, I was kicked out of the streets of Sriza, where the sobering snow began to pretend, and landed off my face, and I wanted to say one thing less or less.

As for the pro-demonstrative Ajito, Bolt told me to pick up the information from you, but it was an indicative treatment.

Well, for once, it's official Diabolo usage, and it's not ignored by boulders.

He hasn't even shown me his face since the first day, and he's been treated badly by the next guy, and it's time for me to punch in my token.

What? What? I'll tell Mr. Fox!

Bolt, the tung phase is too long! Someday you're gonna freak out and you're not gonna deal with me!

Poisoned that way, I miss the material I was given and head to the diner for lunch.

Okay, well, what shall I make for dinner today?

Unlike Agusta's cluttered flavoring, Reel Marl's food is delicate… characterised by flavoring utilizing ingredients.

This would come from the beast man's good sense of smell.

But I wonder if it's because I don't have the extra seasoning kind, or even if it is salt or a weakly aromatic herb, which is a bit thin on the human tongue, but now that I have something to taste, I try to eat it without hands on what has been served.

Maybe it's good for your health. I guess it's also ant to diet and slim up on this occasion and go for loved and body.

You're an ant.

... beloved body.

When I associate the word style with such a word, the thought shifts and makes me think hard about the attraction of the woman I know.

It's a boy.

... Mr. Gallon or something, he cared about the subtle cracking of his abs under the soft corn skin of his stomach, but the rich mass of motherhood on top of it is fascinating, and there's a verse that subtly complex that gap.

Sort of.

Mr. Puria, you're a regular flying species. That's awesome slender, isn't it? Well, I guess it has some of her magical properties, but it's light and light.

Your breasts aren't that big, but the lines are so attractive. Sarah shortcuts are also boyish and coquettish.

Mr. Aroma is Mr. Aroma, subtly slutty, and not so much as a pussy, do you really mean feminine?

Here's what her butt says, it's a level substitute that I think I could pay just to watch.

Elle thinks that's where immature beauty is, like a doll, or the art of not staying, but the late wandering, is on her mind.

There is an expression for the wet feather color of a whale, but the hair that exactly deserves to be called that can be an age-inappropriate chunk of colour.

Mr. Eva is surprisingly beautiful, but on the contrary, you see, the inexplicable part that an intellectual beauty shows invites her to seek asylum.

I'm older, but something like that, you know, the older the cuter. It's crisp out there. I want to be the hippo of someone who can be feminine. I want to make you dinner.

Like Mr. Alice, what, I can't wait to see how cute little animals are. You're freaking me out, or if you think so, you can look up odd.

Emotional instability cute. I want to be a pet. I want you to miss me to the point where I cry when I can't see you this way.

You know, Mr. Selfie, he's wearing men's clothes. I thought you were rusty. The contents are amazing feminine.

So, the awesome deep-colored eyes are very mysterious. Super fetish.

The Demon King, uh, look, yeah, it's me.

Let's go buy underwear together first. Because I'll be happy to hang out with you. So let's throw away that beige breast.

... Totally, I feel like I'm ruining my fun for Chris. Don't let him get distracted because he's hiding, he wants you to worry more about the man's eyes. To the king's habit.

Shy stupidity is good too, that's enough. Let's make dinner.

That's why I've been walking around for over half an hour now, but I don't have a place to pin inside.

This store is dirty in the way garbage is taken out. I can hear the low hygiene awareness of the clerk.

I went to that store during this time, but the smell of meat didn't come off at all. You want me to handle it properly downstairs.

There are only men with bad clerks in that shop. Get the billboard girl out!

... I'm already getting annoyed. What does it mean to walk like this and not have a single good store?

... No, don't be in a hurry. I'm just hungry.

Close your eyes and breathe deeply, let your heart be as flat as the surface of the water, and forsake your obsession with food because you are hungry.

With a mind that has forsaken vanity and deception, I'm sure you'll find the store I want.

When I slowly opened my eyes, I suddenly stopped in the middle of the road and closed my eyes. Huh. I said it. I noticed that I was getting a gaze from all over the place that looked at disgusting people, but I don't remember any itching for that stuff.

Turning his gaze, one store caught my eye. It's not even a distinctive structure, but there's something strangely appealing to me.

Definitely. This must be where I was looking for Eden.

Dropping all the strays, I stormed the store.

Karan Cologne, and.

The sound of a cool doorbell first reached your ear, followed by a

"Welcome -"

and a light woman's voice welcomed me to the store.

The store is unified with bright colors, and ornamental plant flowers (and they won't damage your appetite, they seem to be chosen for something you don't smell) are decorated in the corners of the room, a gentle and calming feel to your eyes.

And a fluffy, fragrant, baking smell of fish wrapped in lotus leaves. It's appetizing.

This store could be a hit.

"Are you a first time customer?

"Yes, please leave."

"Hehe, the funny one. Then this way, please. There's a good fish in there today."

Following such a clerk and heading towards the back, he was led to a small, beautiful private room.

"The menu will be here. Call me when you're ready."

"Yes...... oh is this a smoking seat?

"Oh, can you smoke?

"No, the other way around. I don't like smoke."

"Then don't worry. Here," Marble Pavilion "is non-smoking for all seats."

That being said, the clerk pretended to be a mundane (...) tail (...) and went backwards.

... It was helpful that no one smoked in Diabolo, but something was terrible during this time.

Mockingbirds over there at dinner, I don't mind myself, but Tia hates big cigarettes, so I went crazy.

It was close to catastrophic. I was told to stand out.

Well, that's fine. I wonder what the menu looks like.

... but I'm deciding when I get in here. I'm already captivated by that scent, steamed fish lotus leaves, let me make sure you enjoy it.

If you believe the clerk, you can expect fish.

"I'm sorry."

"Yes, please wait a moment"

The same clerk came here with a note in one hand.

"Are you sure you want to order?

"Yeah, the guy I've been making in the kitchen for a while now. I was wondering."

Tingling, the clerk's eyebrows moved.

"... I mean, are you sure you want today's recommendations? How do you season it?

"If you can, please don't kill the taste of the ingredients. The freshness of the conversation seems good."

"... please wait"

"Yeah. It smells good, so I'm looking forward to it"

In response to that word, the clerk pulled into the back on an early walk.

I wonder what it is. Something strange.

I don't know if I said such a weird thing. I didn't tell you, did I?

- and.

"Hey."

I wonder where the hell you were hiding in this fancy store. About five brothers of the Beast showed up straw and grabbed my shoulder.

Throw him in a bag made of a thick cloth, and tie him up, and let him carry him, and throw him in the corner of a stranger's abandoned house.

"Where's the hand mon, answer me." Dove "? Or maybe it's not a tiger."

The scratchy, bear-like Osama hit me with such a tranquil word.

"I can't see the story."

The dust that rose into my nose, I might ask as I could.

"It's not like I'm soaking up. You must be the one who needs us."

"I know exactly what you're talking about."

"... I'm not free either, don't let the crap out of me"

"Wait a minute, please. Get me someone who understands the story."

"... Enough, I'll ask your body"

Hey, and.

Don't even look at me at the earliest, when I gave instructions to the next beast man with his jaw, the man who had once walked up lifted my hood.

"... you're human! What the hell happened!

What the hell is going on over here, man?

"What, are you human?!?

"How the hell did you know the cipher! Are you telling me the 'pigeon' guys, the 'horse' hipsters, put their hands together!?

"Hey, what's up? If that's the case, let's go."

"I don't know, this is a plan then..."

..................... Hi this.

Did I get caught up in something complicated?

"... hey, sorry. Maybe there was an unfortunate mistake, wasn't there? Untie this rope first..."

"Stay with me, you mess! The plan was ruined because of Temehe..."

"He's human, isn't he? For us to kill the boulder..."

"Wait, maybe this isn't a bad idea."

"... what do you mean?"

"It could be used to connect with the cat."

"… is complete. Can you trust them?"

"But I don't suppose that's why he knew the codes! If the 'pigeons' were plotting us, we'd be damned!

... I don't know what that means.

Oh, come on! Help me, Gallon. I'm already hungry. I don't even want to think about it.

"Hey, human."

You finally finished talking to me? I'm tired...

"I just want to hear one thing. You, where did you get that cipher?

"Cryptography?"

"Don't blur any more, we don't want to hurt you either."

"No, no, I really don't get it."

"... you at the Marble Pavilion, I would have asked for 'Recommended for the Day' to see if it was a non-smoking seat. It's not on the menu."

"It looked delicious, yeah, well. I wanted to eat something fragrant when I walked into the store. I haven't even looked at the menu."

"... I told you not to kill the taste of the ingredients, too?

"He loves me, he wants to be bodied, so he wants to get used to light flavoring."

"What about freshness?

"Wouldn't fish taste better fresh? Depending on the type, I hear."

"... I need to read your order in this cipher." I want to switch to a pro-human force. As long as you give me life support, I can give you more information with certainty '. "

You're not lying.

Nah, what the hell? I don't know if this is going to happen.

I don't know what that means. I don't know what that means.

Everyone must be Bolt Cracks and he did it.

This is a conspiracy! I was set up!

The annoying flag, the flag!

Don't stand up, it's my Johnny who should stand up, not you. Sit down!

"... there's no change in body odor. I don't think you're lying."

"What is it, leader? Then he really..."

"'Come to Sriza now and then'"

"Occasionally in our territorial shop."

"'I spoken the cipher occasionally'"

"'Human'"

"No, you're suspicious."

"Suspicious."

"Impossible."

Right? I think so too.

"... that's my last question. Why are you in this thriza, human (...)?

Osama, the bear, has thrown such an inquiry.

... Maybe this is the watershed.

His attitude earlier and the phrase 'You can't kill a human being'. Maybe they're, like, a pro-human faction.

Honestly, I think if we do something good, we can get out of here. Hi, they seem to have a lot of dumb-ass.

... but.

Hey, Master Tia. Maybe not bad, this situation.

What do you think we should do?

- Do as you wish. I'll do what you want.

Don't. This kind of thing, I don't hate. No to habits.

... but well, come on.

My job is to gather information about pro-human factions.

I know. Oh, Christella. I'll work hard with you. Aren't you expecting me?

So, when you get home, why don't we go buy some more cute underwear together?

... So long, Dear Tia. Split it up a bit, please.

- Fine, then, for one (...). The rest is for (...) forty-eight people (...). You shouldn't waste it.

Wow, that's so sweet, Master Tia.

I took care of it, so come on.

Uhhhhhh.

Kuhihihihihihihihi.

"Hey, let me ask you a question."

"I am the ancestor of the Beast Man. Look, look at your back."

Uncle Bear said so blocking his words and asked me to untie the rope, I showed them a scaly (...) grown back (...) that changed from my crunchy skin just a few minutes ago.

"I was born in a human being, and this scale creeps me out. I had no choice but to hide it."

"Even where I've lived, the scales were scattered and kicked out."

"If you accept yourself, there's only Reel Marr"

"If you'll let me be one of you."

"I'll be happy to do anything. Hihihihihihihihi."

It's a little silly, though, Risky.

Slightly with them, it's quite a sightseeing experience.

Right, Master Tia?

――――――――――

Uncle Bear called himself Martis.

"... I'm not gonna let you go and trust me."

"But he doesn't have anything (...) to check his body or anything."

With the words of such a fellow, he seems to have eased his guard against this one as well to some extent.

Bolt, I have (...) properly kept (...) the materials from you for Master Tia. You can't possibly find it. Instead, I haven't even looked through it yet.

"But well, if I look at your nasty body, I certainly don't know what's going on. I've heard of it, but I've never seen my ancestors to the Beast before."

"Yeah, yeah. I haven't been so hard on you. Look, your body, it's full of scratches, right?

My body is very convenient at times like this.

Have pity on me. More. It's not even less.

"... well, for now, you need to earn our credibility..."

"Of course I know. I can tell you anything."

"You talk fast. Well, Nine, it's quick..."

"Whoa, just one favor before I do that."

"What?

"My belly is peculiar. Grace me with something to eat. No."

After all, I missed dinner.

... I wonder if Eva is having a proper meal.

Something's making me nervous.

――――――――

Eva Karma was taking a breather when she finished her morning practice and returned to her own cabin.

Those inside welcomed my first visit in a long time, but it is also a daunting task inside. Medicine was not originally meant for me.

The sun has already reached the south, and now that the concentration has expired, it is a natural phenomenon that the body seeks nourishment.

"Hey, someone. The rice..."

Mouth it that far, Eva remembers. There's no one here right now.

A researcher usually prepares it so that I don't have to worry about other things for myself to dedicate myself to research, but I'm alone now.

When Nine was there, I was slightly more glorious and I haven't tried hand-cooking myself in a long time, but it's still not the behavior I'm accustomed to.

It was already the fourth day I broke up with him, but it was every time I would say something like this.

"... Hmm"

Eva Karma is a collection of knowledge between East and West in ancient times and now.

That's why she knows.

If you skip a meal or so, you won't die.

"Ah, that's a pain in the ass. I wonder why we have to eat dinner."

"I wish I could get energy from the air every time I breathe"

"The experiment of causing mammals to perform photosynthesis by chloroplast failed."

Oh, I hate it.

That's how she shrugged, Eva Karma took off her clothes and fell asleep inside the cabin in her underwear.

"Hey, someone. Wash your clothes..."

That much in my mouth, I recall it again.

At the earliest possible moment, there is nothing to take care of me.

Eva Karma is also an authority in hygiene.

That's why she knows.

In this environment, you don't have to wash your clothes once or so to get a fatal illness.

Out of the sight of others, a woman who goes corrupt everywhere.

That was the identity of the woman with the highest brains of Diabolo, who said Eva Karma.

And I guess that's arguably the unknowable misfortune of the rest of us, which has also been fully handed down to Kristera, the demon king she educated.

"Uh... cleaning is... okay, tomorrow"

Let's start tomorrow, Eva Karma whining and falling asleep.

She was a total loser.

――――――――

Okay, well, let's see.

I decided to get some basic information for now because words that I don't understand well come out of Uncle Bear all the time.

"... I think we already know we're pro-humans"

"Yes."

"So that's it. Even pro-humans and pro-demonstrates have their own groups. Typical of the former are 'horses' and 'cats'. After that, we're like," Monkeys. "

"Well, I see. The name of the animal is the name of the group."

"Oh. So, the prodemonic guys are called 'pigeons', 'tigers', and... 'foxes' or something"

... "Fox" is probably the group at your place, Bolt. Speaking of which, there could have been such a conversation in their aside.

Bolt told me you told me too. You fucking dickhead.

"So... uh, how far can I tell you..."

"Well, you're suspicious of me. Yes, it's fine. I'll do my best to make sure you trust me. So even then."

"... they're the 'pigeons' of the prodemonic sect. I hear there's been more of them trying to saddle us these days, so I tried to leak it to a very small number of the ciphers you've spoken of occasionally."

"Oh no."

I'm going to have a lot of trouble again. Are you okay with that?

I could have told you. I don't know, maybe it's a little silly.

"Unlike us, the Parent Demons have a pretty strong horizontal connection. Maybe someone other than" The Pigeon "will come, or backwards, even a counter-spionage... the point is, we were trying to be a test stone and see how they came out."

"I'm impotent. I'm sorry to say this, but were you throwing away pawns?"

"Sort of."

Nice work. You're the ones who can risk their lives for the sake of your creed.

You're an idiot.

- Nine. Can't you talk about people?

Master Tia, let's not take people's fried feet.

If you keep saying mean, you're gonna get ice pinched in your tits.

I'll force you to hibernate.

- No, oh, please, I'm sorry, give me a break about that -!

Dear Tia, I hope you don't break your hip.

... So, uh, what were you talking about?

"... In fact, it seems certain that there is quite a flow of 'pigeon' personnel in the 'cat'. That's especially true these days. I thought it might be worth a bet."

"Hmm."

... definitely a human guide.

Mr. Beast, Mr. Gallon or Mr. Alice. Besides, Bolt, I thought when I looked at you... I knew there were a lot of dumbasses out there.

It's Park Pak, including the Demons, they are. Compared to humans.

Well, I still don't have enough information. Though I don't have to make up my mind.

"Well, roughly. That's why the pro-human faction is expanding."

"No, that's the other way."

"Ahead...?

"What we're thinking is a complete uptake of the Parent Demons. Within a week, too."

... Ugh, I have a bad feeling.

It's not that easy for you to be a rock.

Who, honestly, breathed such exaggerated delusions into them?