1000 nin no Homunkurusu no Shoujo tachi ni Kakomarete Isekai Kenkoku

"Dear Dean, I wanted to buy you something!

Greggin and ten of his men came into the room in unison listening to the slightest noise that Dean had made.

But there were no anomalies in the room, and besides, the Lord Dean himself was pimping.

"What's wrong with you guys?

That being said, Dean, sitting loosely on his desk, speaks in the usual dauntless tone.

The reception sofa in front is empty and the table is equipped with tea for drinking.

While Greggin may,

"No, I apologize. I don't know... By the way, Dean, what happened to the young lady who was just here?"

Hmm, and Dean nodded lightly,

"Welcome home earlier. He said he was in some kind of rush. I'm a little tired too. Will you leave me alone?"

Then Greggin narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words,

"Well... is that right... I understand. Hey, you guys."

When I say that, my men nod.

But strangely, I don't want to leave the room alone.

No, it was more like blocking the door and starting to squeeze in and out of time like surrounding Dean.

Dean roughed up his voice in surprise (a lot) at how it looked.

"Hey, you guys, what are you doing? I said I was tired. Get out of the room now!

But when Greggin shook his head, he glanced at Dean with a rugged eye.

"Oh, I'll make sure you do just that. But I've been talking like Dean for a while now!

At the same time as the words, my men jump to Dean simultaneously.

"Damn, I'm Dean!? What are you going to do!!

That's what he said. He took out the bloodwet knife and took the blow of his men, who were about to slash him.

But when Greggin found Dean with a harsh eye,

"Don't lick me, you fake!! Dean doesn't call me who I am. Me, you say, there's this idiot!!

To Greggin screaming like that, Dean, who had a hurried look on his face, suddenly made his lips rip to his ears and smiled.

And he pushed the sword of his men back with incredible force.

"Around!?

The voice "Ungift" echoes into the room when the man who was said and bounced off involves the others and buttocks them.

Then it was just a girl with yellow hair tied to a ponytail who appeared there.

A daughter-in-law whose naughty expression is like a cat.

And the figure of Dean, who was there earlier, is no longer anywhere.

"Temeer's turned into something! That's why you were the warlord earlier. Hey, where the hell did you get the real Dean?"

"Well, then I'll be right in front of you. What do you say? Where are you looking?"

In such a teasing tone, Greggin said, "Oh, say what?"

Suddenly Dean appeared on the couch.

But I've already lost my blood from that face, and it's amazingly bleeding out of my heart.

He doesn't look like he's breathing. It's already broken.

(This guy is weird, weird!! Surely no one has ever been on the couch before now. That's for sure!! But then, what do you mean? Why did Master Dean suddenly show up in front of you?!?

When I thought about it that much, I felt like a space with nothing wobbled slightly.

At this time, Greggin's account, cultivated over the years on the battlefield, issues the greatest warning.

He realizes a fact and tries to scream,

"Terra, be careful. Invisible. Enemy..."

But that was just a little late.

He was able to scream and jump away, spitefully spitting something that approached the end of his eyes and nose, but the rest of his men couldn't even react.

"Guru!?" "Whew!!" "WHERE!?!?

It was with such unspoken screaming that everyone was jumped off their necks from their torso and lost their lives.

"Oh, hey. I thought I killed him completely."

"Right. Looks like he's gonna be quite up in arms. I can't be alarmed."

"Don't be too alarmed, you guys."

When I thought my voice echoed from such a space of nothing, the next moment, incredibly, a silver-haired girl and a brown-skinned girl, and a girl with light blue hair, were showing up.

"But I'll be alone. Wouldn't it be nice if you guys kept it under control?

"It's not that easy. The opponent is a leading warrior. Surprised to send an unseen enemy attack."

"That's right. Damn it, No. 468 should know the word" great enemy ". And you should fry and drink the dirt from your sister's nails in No. 999."

"I think Mr. No. 998 should have a little sister separation, but..."

That is how beautiful daughters appeared in spaces where there was nothing.

The girl, called No. 468, has curly blonde hair, and the windy way she talks, such as some lady, adds up to creating a luxurious atmosphere.

No. 998 and No. 999 each appear to be in a sisterly relationship and look very similar. However, the former had brown hair, whereas the latter had watery hair. Both are shortcuts.

And the colour seemed to represent the character of the two of us somewhere.

"Those golden eyes... were the monsters of homunculus!? It was transparent, you mean, what bullshit!!

That being said, Greggin restarts his sword.

"Sounds motivated. It was an operation to take over town before they even noticed it, but it's ruined because of Odishan. Well, your husband said it wouldn't go so well. Come on, second plan activated! I'll deal with Odishan!! Earlier in the day, I found out what my strength was. I'm done babbling around!!

"I still don't know what to say. He's not..."

Alger, the silver-haired daughter with such a grunted voice, retreats to the back.

And instead, Nahat came forward, the righteousness of the violence that rocked his pitch-black hair.