Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

Blue skies, white sandy beaches. Horizontal line as far as you can see.

Transparent sea water leaves the colour of the sandy beach some time away and turns into a deep colour of marine blue. A plant that resembles a lush palm around me, a common man, I think I'm "like I'm here in Hawaii," but the idea may be a little impoverished.

It would feel good to read while a hammock rocks you in a place like this. Even though it's such a refreshing place, for some reason there was a strange person.

"Mm-hmm! Sea, sea, sea! Kichaho!

Shouting like that, Eve the Dark Elf takes off his shoes and rushes away. I, the boulder, can't help but comment on the sight of making a lot of noise like a comic book and quickly becoming a little dot. If I were to say, I'd say, "You're fine."

"Well, you look like a restless dog. I heard your birthplace is the sea, but will blood still make a scene?"

There was a woman speaking from right next door and widening her sun shelter umbrella as she turned her gaze.

She is the ruler (master) Pselli of the Diamond Squad, a companion of the same Front of Cooperation (Reid) and has been allowed to stay in the Mansion several times.

I bowed my head with a pepper, thinking that people in Sandy Country were very good at UV protection.

"Hello, Mr. Puselli. I didn't expect to be with you on vacation."

"Oh, you haven't been invited, but you've bothered me so much. But I can't believe I can really move to a place like this. The crew at your place is still excellent."

She swallowed the phrase, "I'd love to invite you to the Diamond Squad." It is a holiday and a day to enjoy the sea. I won't say anything wild, and I turned my reddish lips into a laugh.

"So, after all, did you all get permission to cross the border?

"Of course it is. Master Aja can see... No, I'll keep looking. Be gentle with me every time I grow old. But he used to be so tough that he didn't have a single apprentice left."

Yeah, and I'm just a little surprised. He said he was an old man with eyes like seeing his grandson against anyone.

And she was looking far away. Following that gaze, I realize I'm watching Eve running all the way around. Unlike the earlier shuddering voice, Pselli has spoken with enviable sounds.

"But I understand. I see the ocean for the first time, but my chest is pounding. Of course, I wouldn't run out like a dog."

"Ha, isn't it good sometimes? Even running and swimming. Well, Eve's gonna get us into the ocean anyway."

Oh, and she turns her dark eyes to the sea.

The way he gently hides his laughing mouth with a fan doesn't seem like a lot.

"Before we do that, I'm going to take a slow look at the ocean. I don't think so."

That's what she says, and she walks away with a flickering wave. messing with my dark, dark hair that twirls like a rose crawl.

I look behind the dress with my arms out and feel a little strange. It's something you don't know because you look like a lazy lady and you have the finest firepower and defense in the Diamond squad.

Thinking of it as such, he was strangled from behind by a slight indiscriminate squiggle. On an arm like Marutai, a boneless man's face appears upside down when he looks up in a hurry.

"Ah, Mr. Zella!

"Hey! Wouldn't that be awesome, Mr. Uridra? I can't believe you're flying all the way to a place like this! Wow, I still can't believe I'm looking at the ocean with these eyes!

Well, then, what a sniffle we are.

Uridora of the day, and Marie is going to change earlier. I'm a good duck for them to be intrigued by.

The other, walking over with the sleigh of, was an old man as tall as Xela.

"Whoa, what the hell is going on? I've lived a long time, but it's weird that you're using all that magic to float. I don't know, I don't think he's a normal person."

It's creepy but doesn't give it a look.

Because if I found out it was a magic dragon, I wouldn't know what kind of noise it would make. Even though I was worried about that, the rainstorm (oh my God) of a question that could be called a chase never comes.

That, what's wrong? From what I saw earlier, I was going to ask you about root digging leaf digging. Looking up with that in mind, the two of them stared in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Those eyes are as harsh as being in battle. When I followed my gaze as to what the hell... a close person stood.

"I kept you waiting, Kitase. But this isn't a good place to be without people. I can see how much you didn't touch people and enjoyed traveling alone."

"Oh, I wonder if I was even flirting in my dreams. Thank you, Ichiro."

No, no, I'm not waiting. I wanted to answer that, but I hear a groaning voice from overhead saying, "Oh..."

Oh, is it definitely exciting to call a black bikini or a one-piece style swimsuit? Although this one is used to in Japanese pools, they have bright white skin that is clear, and there is abundance that leads to "burroughness".

Even I, who have been dealing with them for a long time, have a hot face for their charm.

"Well, this was my paradise (Eden)"

"Huh?"

"There were times when I thought I'd kill you, but I liked you. Well, let me call you a friend of my heart today."

"Holy shit, huh? What is it!?

Before I knew what it was, I was held shoulder to shoulder by both of them. And for some reason, they kept it in circles, and they said, "Let's enjoy the summer. Yeah!" "Huh!" I decided to get in the mood...

Oh, no, Mr. Doula, you seem to be unleashing a quiet rage, but I'm irrelevant.

I wonder if this is what it is, a man. Are you a creature that stares at a woman with wild, glitzy eyes, and approaches you if there are gaps?

Eve came back from the marathon and added, "Is that what you call a swimsuit? Good, good, I want to wear it too!" or "If there's a change, I'd like to wear it too!" and so on, even though the women have a gorgeous conversation that has to be

But it was even worse after this.

Eve, who doesn't hesitate to show her skin, coupled with the small area of fabric, the men get wrapped up in quiet excitement. For some reason, your face is gentlemanly crisp, but you can hear the phonetic sound of goggles, etc. What is this!?

The combination of white fabric that enhances brown skin without any more is also slightly irregular. Even the wavy blonde looks like part of the ornament.

Because of my workouts, my bulky bouncy chest, etc. is another different kind from Uridora's, and I hear a dirty grunt from overhead saying, "It's great," "It's good to be alive," etc.

Besides, when it wears sea water, the tip is slightly nuanced......

In the glorious blister, you are like a child, but the destructive power from neck to bottom is awesome. No, even that gap seemed irresistible to the men.

"Ello!!

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, my friend of heart!!

Will you stop, I'm going to hold you disappointed! It's like I'm one of them!

But desperate resistance is also muddled, and they add even more excitement. So much for being the same man, yet ugly.

"Wait a minute... Oui, if you're playing like that, even when you go pounding..."

"Oh, it could be enough. It's stranger to not have it. I've got eyes like that. If you send me a signal, I'll never let you go."

What, what kind of eye is that?!?

I've always thought of you as an old body of war, but from now on, you just look like a horny demon, don't you? Is that all right?

"Well, I'm interested in that..."

"So, who does Grandpa prefer? If you wear it, it's junket."

"Oh, of course I..."

To the sound of Hin!, and to the murderous temper that I have never even felt in the underground labyrinth, the two tremble their bodies.

Softly he raised his face from the circle, and when he turned to the direction of the sound, Doula stood as Jen royal in his swimsuit. Even though it's adorable called a floral camisole, it releases the power from the flail in your hand that seems to slaughter (hoff) demons in one blow.

Horribly, when she leaned her neck, there was a stirring and compelling sound.

"... I can only see Doula."

"Oh, that's an odd encounter, so am I. Junken who will deal with you..."

When Doula takes a heavy step, at the same time they lag behind. What I want you to stop is that you're shielding me, and from her sword screen, you're in enough circumstances to "crush me if you want to interrupt me".

Mr. Zella, you're engaged to her, aren't you? Why is it being chased with such an impatient look?

At that time, he grabbed my wrist all the time.

Turning to you in a hurry, Marie is frowning backwards, staring forcefully at Zella, and Gaston.

"I wonder if you could stop. Both of you, what would have a negative impact on Ichiro!

It's like they were inviting me down the bad road. Let's just shut up in this case. Otherwise the other route could be hell. Yes, the real hell.

So when I stood behind her without defying the currents, I exhaled heavily with a breath of relief.

"Hey, hey, not like that, this guy's a romantic..."

"Incredible, dirty, shitty"

"Yes," he tongued at Zella, the big man in a hurry to try to elucidate, and she pulled her hand from the girl. They whispered, "Let's go," but to be honest, it's a heartfelt relief. Now I finally open up from that horrible death flag.

No, but I don't think I've ever seen Marie look like this before.

It's rare to walk with your shoulders angry, and your cheeks twirling and turning are swollen, which makes you feel strangely fresh.

"No, if you hang out with those people. I have to tell you I don't like bad things."

"I told you, it's like you didn't listen to me. Maybe he's vulnerable to that kind of flow."

Is it the usual habit, the girl brings my elbow.

Then the soft feel is conveyed from the thin fabric, more embarrassing than usual. Apparently, he's obsessed with Zella and Gaston's stupidity, and he's less aware of this one.

And from behind we heard a scream resembling the Terminator, but we ignored it as if nothing had happened.