10 nen goshi no HikiNiito o Yamete Gaishutsushitara Jitaku goto Isekai ni Ten’ishiteta

Approximately 40 minutes drive from JR Utsunomiya Station. Forest parks surrounding the dam in the centre have been busy with people since the evening.

63 participants. It is an off-duty meeting by renting out space for barbecues and one of the campsites.

Incidentally, the large hall of adjacent accommodation was also secured as a shelter in case of fright of good things that came. Small collisions and low tables are also supported enough to be deliberately rented and brought in.

Neat's psychology is best understood by Neat. It was the kindness of Graduate Nettle who did not make it a private room because he wanted to feel a little connected.

Two giant white cloths were strewn on the wood near the barbecue grounds. It's the projector that's set across the street. It is a temporary screen. There was already a live streaming of the campoffs and a bulletin board showing them in real time.

There are costs of renting large monitors, but installation and management is a hassle. If so, it is the idea of a knowledgeable Neat.

I don't see it clearly, but that's okay.

The people gathered here are just looking for a loose connection. In the first place, they are fierce men who bring in both smartphones and laptops.

Today's exclusive wireless LAN and outdoor outlet for charging arranged by Cool Nite was already lively.

BBQ, what an indoor thing to be, even though we gathered in synonymous with the outdoors called camping. Let's at least have a conversation with our neighbor. Not over the net.

But maybe that's good again.

Pull Neat's adventures are gathered in stories, because Pull Neat and Neat are the focus.

5pm.

There was no particular decree or toast, and the barbecue was beginning to collapse. I have no choice. Of the 63 people gathered, those who like collective action are rare.

The forest park campsite, the barbecue site, had already become a chaos.

"What do you say, you see it?

"Oh, no problem. It's still hard to see, but it'll be a little clearer if it gets dark."

"Ok! I can't get a beautiful shot unless it's bright, and the screen doesn't show clearly unless it's dark... Damn, you know-it-all Nettie bastard, don't even know how hard we struggle. Feel free to say it!

"Really...... I couldn't get to Snake Squad because of it..."

'Oh! Oh yeah, you made it look like a drive theater with cloth! That's a good idea!

Cotehan Camera, old man, video rep for the validation thread.

They were the hardest to set up a venue for the third campoff. While preparing the equipment, what was required was live streaming and projection onto the screen. Knowledgeable old man's waste knowledge led him to show footage on cloth screens rather than large monitors.

Physically possible indeed. But where the residents are for barbecue and shooting, they need brightness, and the screen needs darkness. The two men, who were asked to control the conflicting light intensity, had been struggling badly since morning to finally cling this far.

And because of the difficulty of the job, I couldn't join the Snake Squad. The prepared long balls were sealed without being used.

It was one of the American groups, Lewis, who was approaching those two and shouting in English along with an exaggerated gesture. I came all the way to Japan this time. He was the most excited man in the building who insisted on 'Akiba in North Kanto'. The day before yesterday, he seems to be enjoying himself enough to join the tourist group.

On the other hand.

There was a group burning up before igniting the campfire.

The writing of bulletin boards flowing on the screen is no longer the same color as this topic. Where is the other world?

"Hey, so what do you mean by that! Kanako sent me a ridden email saying thank you for introducing me to something!

"That's right, Clothes Group A! How much do you break everyone's heart!

"Yeah, something, I could talk more naturally than I thought. hehe......"

"Hehe, no! Damn! Damn!

"Calm down, you guys. Well, that's a good thing. The camp-off triggered this, maybe we can have a couple, huh?

"Seriously! Don't panic! Let's start with Clothes Group A, shall we? Look, let us listen carefully. It's been a long night."

"Too bad! It's been a long night, but you were on your way home, Infrastructurer! Local winners! Winners, Zamaa..."

Cotehan/Clothing Set A. A man who made his first successful date in his life today.

Surrounding him were Kotehan Sakura's friends Hye Mi, Nobody Tony, Nobody Meet, Clothes Set B, Former Sensitive Salesman, Infrastructurer, and a few Nobody.

Of the 63 people gathered, it is a group of people with increased strength. Except Clothes Group A, which is the focus of the topic, and Clothes Group B.

The interrogation that began was harsh.

They are asked to reproduce the conversation, made to depict the scene at that time, asked what they thought, and put up on the bulletin board.

The interrogation, interspersed with blessings, resentment, envy, jealousy and support, seemed to have continued until the home owned local group, Infrastructurer and Hye Mi, returned.

Though the plug along the way was steak, not a bowl of cutlets. Because I am in BBQ.

On the other hand.

Missed groups look around at camp-off venues.

Cotehan Cool Neat and the County Attorney, referred by the County Attorney.

And he is an old couple of film producers & screenwriters, making him a friend of George and Lewis from the American group. Eugene's sister Sakura is not here. Sakura is pregnant. It was participation from PC.

The American group of interpreters was apparently arranged by an attorney who combined with the county superintendent. In a way, it's his specialty.

"This is the first time we have gathered so far… they are the people who supported Eugene through the internet"

'Yes, these people! Fly one person, no, one person and one person to another world for support through the internet. Fantasy and modern fusion, that's a pretty beautiful story!

'Whoa, calm down. You'd be in more trouble with an interpreter if you'd spoken so fast, wouldn't you?

Seven people, including an interpreter, will travel around the camp-off venue.

It smelled like business somewhere. The residents gathered were a little drawn to the group.

The interpreter, who was also asked to translate to the old couple in different places, was also a bit of a pull. I don't want to tell you this, he thought so many times. Pity.

Ask a group a question before.

"Oh, what are those people eating? Is it something you eat a lot in Japan?

"Oh, is that you..."

Dr. Cotehan Dongri.

It is served by frying the dongles I have brought with me in the frying pan I have prepared, peeling the shell and thin skin. The two hills served on the straw plates are a tenderloin of inago and a stir-fried beech child.

Apparently, this man is making a lot of noise.

If I can eat around here, I won't starve to death, so I insist on eating without a name gathered in the fear of seeing things. How many times are you going to live?

By the way, the faces who participated in the second campoff were distancing themselves from him. I knew I would do it again anyway. It is a baptism for new participants. It's kind of you, Dr. Dongri.

Talk to a group that is excited about something.

"Huh? Oh, you were in this place if you didn't think she would. What are you talking about?

"Ah, no more, that's why it's different there! Please translate a little!

Kotehan Hobbies are Cosplay, and YES Lolita NO Touch, Elfsky.

It was one of the American groups, a pattanner woman, who was having an argument with such a thick face.

Each of them brings a design painting and exchanges fierce arguments on one hand in the sketchbook.

Originally my hobbies were cosplay, loli bastards, and pattanner women showing each other Alice's costume designs, but they stopped working in Japan's English and involved elfskiing.

By the way, he speaks English there. I learned English, thinking that I would at least daughter-in-law an Eastern European beauty or a Nordic beauty because there are no elves in reality. Learning a minor language is expensive, and, you know, you want an upbringing that speaks about English, right? I have a smart image of an elf, and it is an elf-ski valve. It is an unmistakable idiot.

But there was another Kotehan on this occasion. There's some kind of painting woman holding a sketchbook in silence.

"I could! Alice's clothes, I think this is what you want!

The design paintings, listed with confidence, were welcomed in silence.

Cotehan Painted.

The paintings painted by the odd will apparently not be understood by the Americans either.

A line away from a group of fierce arguments about a toddler girl's costume approaches a group that is getting somewhat hot again.

'Or what are they discussing? Could it be about how to defeat your enemies, new weapons, or the development of your village?

A screenwriter woman who asks a rough interpreter.

Apparently, you've noticed that the residents are changed people.

"Um... do you really want to ask?

Cotehan Neat unicorns, I like big tits, and a few nameless.

What they were talking about was their sexual preference.

It's about virginity that we're debating right now.

Unicorns in inheritance are said to grow grown up in fierce, virgin nostalgia. I just took my name from such a legendary creature, and the needy unicorn was quite twisted.

On the other hand, I like Cotehan Big Tits, but he publicly declared that Big Tit Wife Netri was ideal - too much of an 18-ban game.

A group that involves anonymity and engages in a lively debate.

There is no reason why interpreters should be reluctant to abandon their duties and translate them.

By the way, all facets of intense discourse are virgins. It's too much.

The American group, who just got a little bit of a refreshing interpreter, faces off with cool Nettle and the county superintendent and silently heads to the next group.

Do not sneak up on God who does not touch you.

"Oh? Is it quiet over there?

At the end of the old lady's gaze was the appearance of men surrounding charcoal fires and secretly immersed in the work.

Kotehan Known Neat, and the unnamed ones with low communal power.

The mysterious therapy of the knowledgeable Neat, who baked clothes pair A. B. and Baumkuchen in the first campoff, seems to be held this time around.

Place a frying pan on the charcoal and stretch the dripping liquid thinly. Pass the fire on a slow, low heat and flip it over. Once both sides are cooked, go to the dish first to cool.

A man who was waiting shrugged the cream from a bowl that was chilled in ice water, applying it. Overlap the cooled skin. Faces that repeat the same tasks as flow. The layers are increasingly overlapping.

It is a milk crepe.

Men who stare at charcoal fires, pay attention to heat, and mindlessly make milk crepes. Factory?

But his companions in similar circumstances to himself, a certain amount of work, quiet time, seemed to heal the hearts and minds of men indeed.

Don't talk to them if you can, old American couples and Georges walking through camp-off venues as requested by such a cool Neat.

'Oh? Oh! I wonder if that's Cotalou! No, that's not true!

What the screenwriter woman heading for the next group saw was a single dog.

Cotehan Overwhelming Dogs, Kemonar Lv.MAX and a few unnamed people.

The overwhelming dogs entrusted their friends with the care of the dogs in their own pet shop, and only one of them came to take them camping off. Because of the split between the Eugene site group and the Forest Park group, who wanted to go to different worlds, they were able to participate at will. It's a good opportunity, and he was bringing a dog that looked a lot like Cotareau. While alerting Chemonar Lv.MAX.

But.

Isn't that something small? Oh, is this the only thing you can jump on? But it's cute, so whatever! Nobody speaks up like that. By witnessing a real dog, the Janes seem to have realized the anomaly of Cottalow.

This dog, by the way, is a male. Coincidence. The overwhelming dogs are not willing to match Kotaro. It just so happens. Just males................................

Cool Nettle, the county superintendent, the attorneys who combine, the interpreters, and the American group of old couples were back in front of the screen after seeing how they camped off all the way around.

All prospective participants are available.

Some nobody evacuated to the large hall of the accommodation, but that is also assumed. That's why it's a makeshift screen, it's a live feed. By the way, the live feed was also up online.

In the third campoff, to do the only program.

No, the campfire where Jane Doe Tony and Meet were straining is also scheduled after this.

To do one of the main of the only two programs in the third campoff.

Cool Nettle took the microphone in front of a two-sided cloth screen.