Another world is full of happiness ( Template).

44 Stories Dinner parties are soothing - it's hard to eat too -

"Then we will hold a dinner party. First of all, Master Lyoge. Thank you for coming today. It is thanks to Master Lyoge that White Snow was safe. And Karena to Uncle Euhan and Marco. Because you called the Adventurers so quickly, I was able to wait calmly."

"I'm afraid you're going to have to warm your heart even though I've put this sloppy, white snow in your dangerous eyes."

"Uncle Euhan, don't worry about it. White snow was safe. Why don't you do that?

In response to Princess Elena's greeting, he bowed his head lightly and Marco laughed niggardly, and Karenarien smiled and nodded, but only Euhan looked stern as he apologized for the inconvenience. When Princess Elena hung her soft words against Euhan, who looked tough, she finally got her smile back. Euhan told her servant to bring her meal. The meal proceeded in a soothing air and by the time of the main dish it had plugged into the story of the battle in the ”Cave of Trials”.

"So what was the garrison doing when Master Lyoge was defeated the cowman? Dear Mr. Lyoge, isn't it much to have one cowman deal with?

"No, I just shared roles, Princess Elena. Because they were keeping other demons in check so I could concentrate on the bulls and fight. I overdid it by myself, so after the fight, I got a great sermon from Karenarien."

"You bet! Listen, Elena! Mr. Lyoge would go into the herd of demons on his own, he'd start hitting one on his own with a bull man. So he just fights without worrying about us!

Explained, including the fact that he was preached with laughter, Karenarien has argued with a bright red face.

"Earlier, I was wondering, are you friends with Mr. Karenarien and Princess Elena?

"That's right. He's been with me since I was a little girl with lecturers and escorts and friends. We've been spending a lot of time with each other lately, so we're less likely to be together."

Princess Elena spoke a little lonely, and Karenarien smiled and said, "You mean that's all you've got to be responsible for," and put her mouth on the wine.

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"Is that it? That said, Marco went somewhere?

"I'm eating next to you! Why are you treating me like I'm not lying here?

"'Cause Marco's not alone with a scratch."

"Eat about as yucky as rice!

Marco scratched when he teased Marco, who was eating quietly beside him.

"That's a great, well-cut scratch on the boulder, Mr. Marco. It's always shining in me."

"I'd like to hear my standing in you once and for all."

"We both think if we play street art, we can take the world!

"No, I'm not taking it. Why is it a street show? If you're gonna take the world, you're gonna be an adventurer and you're gonna go to the top."

The dining room door opened up vigorously when Jiji and Marco were doing the same mixed comic talent thing.

"Marco!"

"Whoa! Natasha, why are you here?

"'Why are you here?' You're not! I told you I was coming to Euhan soon. Yesterday, you came over here and you heard from Euhan, and you just got a report from Karena with spiritual magic. I'll give you a minute, so think about your excuses for dying."

Marco rushed in to Natasha, a woman who suddenly came in. Marco tried to escape on his hips as he stood in his seat, but when a direct escort knight, instructed by Euhan's gaze, surrounded him and cut Marco's exit, gave way to Natasha, who approached him, to return to his original placement.

"Remember that later."

Marco turned to Natasha when he seemed to resent the direct escort knights back in their original placement.

"You look good, Natasha. How's it going?

"Yeah, I was fine until Karena told me to report it. But I don't think I can help it if the feeling of being healthy and refreshing was converted into the power of poking angry hair at my billboard daughter. Isn't that right, Marco?

"Alcohol is really scary. I'm really sorry. So this time it's also in front of Princess Elena! I mean, in peace."

One eye would have captivated Marco's vibrant face if he had seen Natasha, who was smiling and listening to his desperate narrative. Unfortunately, Marco, who knows the state of Natasha, who became that face, was pale, and he knew it would take place after this, so he had a flabby, yet prepared face.

"It doesn't matter, does it? You cheater!

Marco's body blew away with a conical rotation as he struck out on his left cheek with a smile that was fine to call "the best smile".

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"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lyoge. Marco's always looking out for you."

"Nice to meet you. I'm George Uchino. I've been looking after Mr. Marco since he came to the city of Drugle!

Greeting with a sappy and wonderful smile, Jiji greeted Marco as if he had been frightened when he turned his gaze only for a moment, not even pickly moving on the floor.

- Maybe it's Marco's wife, this guy. Whoa, hey, that was a great straight right. Marco's getting a blow, and he's stretching out on the floor, and I thought it was the first time a beautiful person smiled and approached me and I thought it was horrible--

Natasha started introducing herself when she saw that she was thinking about it and thought it wasn't explanatory enough.

"Let me introduce myself again. I'm Natasha Stokeman. It's Marco's wife sleeping happily there. I was on the same adventure as Marco and Karena, partying until a little while ago. I'm temporarily retiring because I'm in a state like this."

"Because you're retired, not temporarily! Natasha, it's not like you're doing adventurers because you're going to have childbirth."

"Huh? Mr. Natasha, are you having a baby soon? Who's the father?

"It's up to me! Natasha told you, Marco's wife!

Karenarien stunned Natasha, who introduced herself, and Marco, who was stunned when she checked with her father, woke up and got stunned.

"Oh? Are you awake?

"Why do you seem so sorry? If my husband recovers, I'll be glad."

"What do you think about having a wife and someone who's about to have a baby and become a father dictating a billboard daughter? Lyoge, you can't grow up like that, can you?

"It's okay. It's not Marco."

"Right, it's not Marco, and I believe it. My right fist won't shut up if Karenarien does something sad, even if I'm wrong."

Marco nodded with Natasha as she watched her fist gripped with a smile.