It's a hell of a gift time, and I'm going back to my room, but I have Dear Dirk. I want to do something.

"Dilk, let's throw a pillow"

"Pillow-throwing?

Lady Dirk, who tilts her neck, is a stable cutie.

"Pillow-throwing is basically a play that kids your age staying with do to get closer together!

Well, it's got a lot of footprints, but it shouldn't be wrong. This is your night event! That's it and you miss it!

"Same age...?

Participants are Father, Mother, Brother, Dear Dirk, Ark, Koo and Dark.

My mother stopped, but I didn't ask. The Holy Beast is a tour. Sleep back and relax. Ha... haha.

"No, it doesn't matter if you're old away!

The rules are simple. Break up into two pairs, throw pillows all over!

If it hits my face, I'll be out for three minutes. Setting positions, more pillows falling into positions are losing.

No magic. Off-site for three minutes if you use magic.

Sui Hull is the referee, and counts off-site.

The time limit is 30 minutes.

Me, my mother, my brother and Koo count for one for two in Hande. No off-site.

The groupings are Father, Mother & Me, Brother & Koo Team and Dear Dilk, Ark, Dark Team. hey, there is some bias in the number of people... before i object, ruthlessly the start has been declared

"So ha, here we go!

Ten minutes passed.

"Brother."

"What?"

"This is not what I wanted to do"

"I guess."

Because it's not a pillow throw. Pillow DEATH It's something MATCH.

Me and my brother moff the Holy Beast, while watching the game. Sometimes a flowing pillow without a flowing ball plays in the junction, and I'm no longer willing to participate.

Oh, the Dark Lord hit it. Father Korakora, stop stabbing me in the face out.

"Dark Lord Outo"

It's too late to say, Sue. It's called a start, aren't you willing to hide your ill intentions? Hal moves the Dark Master off-site. Oh, I hit the flow pillow again. That's just how pathetic I am, so I set the line for you.

There's something wrong with power. Even though it's a pillow, it's hanging on the wall. Master Dirk and Ark look pale. It's all you need to avoid. Master Dirk activates the beastification. I moved faster, but I still don't seem to want to fight back.

Exactly. That kind of pillow I'm sneaking magically re-orbiting. It's going to be a good training.

The beginning of the incident began where Ark accidentally hit a pillow in my mother's face. The crisp father was awesome, and the pillow reinforced by a quieter crisp mother's magic coating + father's power made the pillow throw something else.

I normally just enjoy throwing pillows at the koo. Whether you hit it or they hit it, I'm catching it. I was gnawed when I hit my father's flow pillow, but I'm perfectly fine. The boulder is like a dragon.

"The way I enjoy koo is normal. That father's fastball... pillow? is out."

"... yeah. Me, Dirk, Rosalind and Koo later."

It was well understood that our adults could not be allowed in. Without waiting 30 minutes, my father and Ark were scolded by Martha and forced out. My mother followed my father.

Dear sweaty and exhausting dilk. I'll wipe your sweat. That's useful.

"Pillow-throwing was a scary game."

"Because it's not! Because it's totally different!! Because I can't assume such danger either!!

So WW2. That Master Dirk's fatigue is more of a handful. Added more rules against beastification.

Me & Koo Team vs. Brother & Dear Dirk & Dark Team

Because of the small number of people, I can use magic. However, it is not allowed to completely pillow through the walls by the junction. No, you won't, will you?

"Hey!

"Wow."

Flying pillows. Hit or hit. The facial rule is that Sui and Hal will also participate, uh-huh.

"Fun!"

I replaced Rosalia. She throws to flow when she catches a pillow thrown by Master Dilk. The thrown pillow hit Master Dirk in the face.

"Buhu!?

"Ugh, don't do it!

I notice the shaking darkness and quickly tap into the pillow. I tried to magically coat my pillow like my mother's with my heart. Magic seems to work.

"Haha, that's fun"

"Right."

Rosalia moves and I support her. Magically deviate pillows, strengthen thrown pillows, and strengthen physical abilities.

Ultimately it was me and Dear Dirk who fought the battle, and my brother was frightened of you.

Pillow-throwing tournaments continued until we were tired.