Sanzen no Souru Supina

The island of Catel, which has been a conservation site since the ancient Agantilis period, now has a number of hot springs, as bathing facilities for even more aggressive therapeutic purposes, having inherited its tradition and the Lord has become the Knights of Catel Hospital.

The three sank their bodies dirty with sweat and sand in one of them.

Even so, Ashley was the only one who was wearing genuine dirt.

When he came into the bathroom, Ashle was only a simple hipster, but Isma was that pure white outfit, with the beige and empty horizontal stripes of the example - of a bizarre design - and Shion, even now, Ashle still freaks out her heart rate when she looks directly at him.

"Now I think Isma's horizontal stripes are earthspider designs."

"Mm-hmm. That's right. Empty colors are noble colors, only royalty is allowed. That, too, earned me the right to inherit the throne - that is, the color only allowed to those who have fulfilled the dragon hunt.

Well, it's a species that's been looking up at the blue sky from the bottom of the earth, so we...

I have a longing for something that symbolizes the sky.

I also mix vertical stripes for battle, and I always use better colors. "

"Even when I was fighting earlier, that drove me crazy. There's gonna be something wrong with the time."

"Exactly what it's all about and then this is also a warning. If I misrespond, I'm ready to scratch my neck. We're here, you know.

There are also warpaints and tattoos specific to each tribe, so it is not well known that mankind sees a fully armed earthspider as a 'demon'.

My whole body, wow, tattoo? Each tribe has a different design. "

"Sorry, that's not what I meant"

"It's okay. If you look at it from here, you'll react to the less civilized barbarians with the heavy armor and weapons of mankind. It's each other.

Well, I'm glad I have a friend who can talk to you like this.

"Even I am."

Men talk to each other quickly for some reason. I couldn't help it.

At some point, we're going to wash each other's backs with a sponge filled with medicinal water, but there's Scion in the center of it. It is a condition of a man and a woman.

It was also, once put together in brackets, Ican literal.

"Why am I not the only one divided into villages from conversation?

"Do, do, don't do that."

"Arimasen Arimasen, Ariemasen"

I've seen Scion naked more than once, such as Ashley, but if I put it in front of him in a place like this, not in the bedroom, he's so nervous that his throat is so crisp.

If you're in Isma, you've been shouting out your admiration for Zion from day to day, and when you take an approach from the side of Zion, you get shivering and stiffening.

"Take off that torso. Your back is washed."

"There is no such thing as annihilation."

"Weird guy. Ashley, can you untie me?"

"Uh, well, that shouldn't happen. Yeah, Princess Je."

Things like that.

Well, I don't even know what it feels like.

Sion's is more of a samurai temperament, or he doesn't see Isma as heterosexual (which is hideous), and he doesn't even look ashamed.

Speaking of which, even in Ignache's hot springs, I think Ashley is blurred.

Ashley's got a crush on a trap using Zion's clothes.

My own flesh is something to be proud of from Scion, the high-ranking night demon, and I guess the bathing area is the real thing that naked is the place to be, and even a racist breeze that is unconscious of gender differences because of its thorough ability-oriented society, which means it is not in conflict with manners and I don't see any reason to be ashamed of, but this is all too exciting.

That's why the three people in this bathroom right now, all of them, are half-naked.

The medicinal water is mixed with a coracle, a mammaceae plant called, and a sheath of its fruit dried, which bubbles.

If this felt pretty good, or without that bubble, the degree of distress would have increased a lot.

It's something that tries to wash Izma's back disciplinarily, where the smaller Scion is long, so each time it's going to freak out with a good swelling from the shadow of her back in her eyes.

It is a critical situation that cannot be said to be masculine.

Perhaps from the side of the long Izma, it should have been a position takeover peeking into the situation from behind, and I could imagine that the predicament (cucumber) varied for Ashle.

"Ashley, for the most part, I will teach you all the magic of the night."

"Wow, wow, I'm glad, I'm here."

"Well, I'm glad you're here."

"Then did you eat something bad? Didn't I hit you in the head with practice earlier?

"Hey, it's almost time."

"Hime, that's it, let's continue the lecture on the Night Devil's Warfare moves."

"No, I'm not here, I'm not here."

Well, fine. This is what you need to be most concerned about in the melee fight with the Night Devil, fangs. "

Saying, Theon turned only his head to Ashle and showed her with his mouth open.

No sound. Long canine teeth, usually punched in, appeared.

Isma looked back on the topic and sprayed her blood.

From the nose. I rush forward and look up to heaven.

When I was in Ashley, Ugh, there was a pitiful voice.

She sounds like a girl.

"What?

"Oh, yeah. Hey, we gotta be careful."

"Ashley, are you asking me seriously? Absorption along with blood suction rapidly debilitates the target, thereby restoring the Night Devil's health.

Easy enough to eat off the other person's ears with canine teeth like this knife and rip the carotid artery (Kai Ni Mi Ku), even if it's a lower species.

Top Night Demons don't like to peel their fangs off at the groans because they're being tapped into moderation - mouthing foods they don't know what to do with, because they're like picking up and eating - but it's just like mankind not knowing what to do in a plugged situation..., what's wrong, isn't it bleeding, out of your nose "

After all, didn't you hit it somewhere during training?

Saying, Theon now looks back at each body, and Ashle is increasingly driven into a predicament (cuckoo).

At that time, over Zion's body, I could see Isma rushing forward.

Oh, Shiru, I think Ashley.

In a sense, it is an exploration of a genius battlefield that makes a thousand one-of-a-kind opportunities a thing, an ideal example of tactical retreat.

Maybe I could call him the Natural Bourne Chicken Bastard.

"Whoa, Isma, where are you going, why don't you take a look at Ashley's body!

"Hey, creep, I've got it"

Fu left a fuzzy cry and Isma left the bathroom.

Probably won't come back, Ashley expects.

Thanks to this, Ashley has to face a predicament by herself.

And the traitor, and Isma in his breast: but this is the true festival after, that is, the late night festival.

For the record, speaking of the three major events, they add the eve festival and the blood festival to this, but it's not as insignificant as true or false - Ashle's brain begins to reflate the information blown into Isma one day.

It was an escape and an escape.

from reality.

But an overwhelming reality defeats such a full escape.

Scion, who guided Ashley through her condition, was trying to ascertain how her nasal cavity was.

Naturally, what pops into Ashle's sight at that time is spectacular.

view of the kingdom of heaven, it is no exaggeration to say that

"Ashley, let me see it. I've had a lot of blows, but I haven't had a clean hit to the head. Then should not my throw have been? Oh, what shall I do?"

"Hido, tajibu, tajibu"

"What's okay with it? It's worse not to be traumatized. Oh, you're dripping from both! I'm sorry."

To clean up the situation too chaotic, Ashley had to tell the truth.

Theon said it was because he was too attractive.

The two turned bright red and hardened.

into the tub so that Zion escapes, and Ashle struggles to follow it.

I felt Scion touch Ashle's back, which was hard to fit in for the first time.

"Sorry."

"It's not Theon's fault."

Ashle turned to heaven so that the nearly stopped nosebleed would spray again and not pollute the water.

Cut into the middle of the mountain, this bath is used for training by the Knights of Catel Hospital and is attached to a facility that will be sealed off in winter.

Snowflakes came down again from a window for lighting cut into crosses.

"This year, they say it's unusual weather. No matter how cold the year, the snow will crown this island of Catel, where the mountain tops will be white, and it will not snow around the middle belly."

"Speaking of which, the island of Catel was so classically preserved. It's about as sweet as a wind cater. It's rare for extras to pile up, but it's going down."

"Well, about as much snow as the Princess of the Night Devil courtships the Holy Knight of the Son of Man, so I'm not surprised what happens anymore."

Once again, the snow falls.

Theon reached out to take it.

I can just say.

"What's going on?

"Seeing the snow reminds me of my hometown of Geiserlon"

"There are many things that come out of classics and old stories that come with winter at night. I thought it was a metaphor," Close your heart tightly so you can tighten up the winter. "

"Whatever that is. Because there are too many things in this world that can cause misfortune when you embrace and welcome them.

Talking about welcoming guests in many villages is only a matter of rumor - if you know they are passing. "

"... was that annoying?

Ashley asked Shion's words that made him even feel like he was giving up somewhere.

About accepting Zion's courtship.

Theon answered, holding his own shoulder. Tremble.

"I even felt terrified. I was warmly welcomed in, and I - my heart was completely captured. I can't imagine tomorrow without it. I'm so afraid."

Ashle was driven by the urge to look back and embrace Zion right now.

However, when that happened, I squeezed the power of my will and restrained myself with the certainty that I wouldn't be able to just get it done with a hug (like that).

There is no excuse when Isma returns to such a situation.

I guess that's how Ashle's mind moved across her skin.

Under the hot tub, Scion has layered his hands on it.

But there was no sweetness in the words of Zion that followed.

"Though, Ashley. It's not just that old story, no way metaphor. Among the top night demons, there are also patriots, fundamentalists, such as' Bring even the climate of your country where you go '.

Because of its long raw and overly clear memories, the Night Devil has broken many somewhere in his heart. The longer the superior species, the stronger their tendency is.

Even if you don't know it on the surface, there's madness lurking inside. "

"That," Ashley asked, shaking Zion's neck alone.

Ashley thought that Zion might be talking about himself.

The madness lurking on the inside - no, if anything like that was in Scion, Ashley was prepared to take it.

However, contrary to expectations, Zion's attitude was calm.

Deep purple eyes.

Theon speaks only of faint facts.

"Earlier, slightly, but I felt signs. Though so faint that I might have missed it if it wasn't for me. Our night demons resonate with each other's bloodlines and veins.

Originally it is an instinct not to invade each other's hunting grounds, but it acts as a sense of pursuit to me right now.

And that's the same for the enemy. It must be the superior night demon, on the contrary, who does not waver any signs of nagging. You better think there's a raid coming soon. "

Theon's confession was content that required urgent action, not having time to be immersed in sentiment, indeed.

Meet Dashka Marier. In addition to the other business, there was also an offer from this side.

"But then, what do you mean, bring the weather?

Ashley asked at the end.

Dealing with the demonic raids of the night anticipated in reality and future references - that is, for the fulfilment of one's curiosity.

The question is, why bring snow in anticipation of being perceived by Zion on purpose.

Theon's answer to that was concise and adequate.

Namely:

"That's the hobby of the aristocrats, the bloody madness. See? I don't know, right?

I see, it was Ashley who could not snort.