Arafoo Kenja no Isekai Seikatsu Nikki

The black fog, composed of souls and ashes, was traveling through the woods.

The souls of the brave men are baffled, and vice versa, the souls of one person are shaking with joy.

"Why control..."

"Looks like this aunt is taking over control!? Why?

"Ku... why are you doing this..."

I felt strange when I was attacking demons and absorbing precision and blood.

Suddenly the body has nothing to do with their will (?) moved out of the woods and started attacking private homes.

It was only after killing all the human beings in the settlement that the cause was found to be the effect of the soul of the person. Because Sono Soul laughed out like an idiot.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh... don't you know? Tips are the bandits who have killed them."

"He said he was a bandit!? Ma, no way... '

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah Taking civilians into account, attacking the bandits is the defeat, they're helping me!

The brave men were summoned to this world regardless of their will.

In the early days countless other worlds had been summoned, the majority of whom were suddenly wiped out by the attacks of evil gods. It's too irrational a story.

After that, the brave men continued to be summoned and buried in darkness unknowingly in politically used citations. Hence their ferocious hatred of the Holy Law Reich of Matisse.

But I'm not willing to kill even civilians who have nothing to do with it. I have that degree of ethics with me.

Except for one irregular......

"You're after all the bad guys to build strength, and it's never been more convenient for me. Thanks to you, I got my freedom."

"Kusso... if this happens, we'll separate..."

"Hehe... it's no use, brother. We'll take care of this body and your power."

'How dare you kill us... Now let me use you, huh?

The fog demon basically has the spirit body at its core.

Multiple spiritual bodies can manipulate matter by being in tune, touching objects that cannot be touched by spiritual bodies. What I'm focusing on is the tonal part.

The souls of the former braves are basically good men, whether angry or vengeful, but they work together under a common consciousness.

Then can the same thing be done to the soul of a villain? Sharanla, who was observing to gain her freedom, sought to secure their souls and cooperate whenever she attacked a bandit.

Also, the more negative delusions the evil spirits have, the more power (and more) they increase. The hatred of the braves also leads to the consequences of empowering the evil spirits.

As a result, the group spirit body (Legion) of the former braves was taken over by the Sharanlah and the others.

"There were just more bandit souls than you guys, right? It was the defeat that tried to gain strength with our shallow ideas. Unreal, ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

"This baba......"

'Oh, my God...'

"It's a mess... there are unnecessary casualties as it is..."

"Doesn't it have anything to do with good or evil to kill someone? Kill me and I'll kill you. You're just like me. We're the same monster now, so let's get along. '

"" "" "'You're kidding!!

'Really? Well, I don't like it, but I'll have it stick with me. Oh, there's a sign of a delicious soul from the other side. Looks like there's a city nearby. Let's go.'

"" "." "" "Hey, Mrs!!

The brave men can't say anything.

For even though it was for a purpose, it was true that he continued to take the lives of others.

But as it is, normal living people are eaten by these villains.

This is not what the ex-brainers wanted.

But by the skills that the braves had acquired, the evil spirited Legion had gained considerable mobility. The only salvation is the intense consumption of magic because there is no flesh.

This weakness had drastically delayed long distance travel times, but it had already exited the Solister Magic Kingdom.

"(Somebody... stop them. As it is......) '

I know it's a sweet idea.

I was also heavily aware that I didn't deserve to rely on someone.

Still, I can't help wishing.

That you will stop us from being more evil than ourselves.

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Running through the woods on a light car, I was able to get out just where I opened it.

There were obvious traces of pioneering, and the cut down trees and stumps could be identified.

"... is it a walk from around here?

"No, I've been pretty unscrupulous and through the woods... My body's all scratched up.

"I hope I'm in time..."

"You're not willing to listen to me... So, where is that illegal migrant village?

"Wait a minute, please. Which..."

Scale the map on the spot and look in the direction with the compass.

Unidentified demons even attack humans and drain blood from their bodies.

The demon of this hand increases the power of only the number of human beings to be sacrificed, and acquires more nasty bumps than that. It's not easy for me to get knocked down.

"You just went a little further west. Hold on, Matisse, is the Holy Law Reich not doing well in its internal affairs? It'll be over as a country when the refugees leave."

"It's a country where famous priests and bribes are rampant, so you raise tax revenues without worrying about the people. Then the Saint Knights, led by the brave, are destroyed, and we have to pay the survivors."

"I see...... I've been handsome before, and all of a sudden I'm eating a powerful punch and I'm on the verge of KO?

"They're expensive, too, aren't they? If you're in the country, the fairy damage won't be hampered."

A fairy is a semi-psychic creature with an enjoyable personality.

Because malicious pranks threaten human life, they are, in a sense, pest treated species.

Somehow some of the pranks are enough to kill humans, and they laugh at Guerraggera as if people are even watching Conto mourn and mourn. Zeros also thinks it is better to exterminate such organisms.

The problem is that the Metis Holy Law Reich is feeding this fairy.

"The peasants in the country must be suffering... pathetically"

"I agree. Let's get ahead of that, what if it's too late?

"I don't know, refugees are illegal residents and illegal occupiers, right? Even if we had all been killed, the Solister Magic Kingdom wouldn't know."

"Hiya..."

"I wish I could turn my nationality into a solister magic kingdom, but that's something the Metis Holy Law Reich wouldn't allow. If you're bad, it's a diplomatic matter."

"Seriously, it's cool..."

I walked through the woods with a lot to talk about, and after about thirty minutes I finally discovered a private house.

But I couldn't feel any signs of people there.

"... Mr. Zeros"

"Oh... apparently, it's already too late. Let's not dare split up and check out the private houses. Don't let your guard down..."

Copy that.

The village without its name seemed terrible.

All humans, young and old, were mummified, and I didn't think there were survivors.

It seems that some of us have wagered to escape into the woods, but we can see how they caught up and killed us. It would be at least a day or so after death.

"Seriously...... Could it have been a night raid? The small number of victims you think escaped, and nobody noticed until they attacked you? Hmm. Stupid."

Most of the house is locked from the inside and there's no sign of someone breaking in.

But most villagers have been murdered in their houses. This is unusual.

'Shadow Dive? No, this situation is close to widespread magic... maybe there's no reality? If you think about it, it's a good fit for the situation. "

There are demons that can create similar situations. [Poisonfly Legion].

A collection of tiny flies with poison, traveling in flocks and killing their prey with poison. Lay eggs on the defeated prey, and make the herd bigger and move again and again.

But at least this demon doesn't have the ability to mummy.

"Should I still think of it as a spirit body? I apologize to the victim if I should look good even if I could just confirm..."

Whenever I find the body, I let my hands see each other and pray for the best.

Religion is different. I will not forget to offer condolences to the dead. The old man is Japanese.

"No, no survivors... Kids were relentlessly murdered, too."

"I knew... this would distract me but I guess it's a purpose. Is taking blood a medium for spiritual bodies to interfere with organisms?

"Is it as good as you can guess from the situation? When this happened, did you turn to the side of the Methodist realm? So we should go back to reporting it once?

"That's right...... what do we do"

From this village lies the Holy Law Reich of Metis.

Though requested by the Duke of Delsassis, it is a bad idea to break into another country without permission.

But if we don't find out who we are, this request will be a failure.

"I have no choice... do you want to break into the neighboring country? Attacking a private home is likely to hit a village or town close to here."

"Right...... so, what are you going from here? My light wagon won't let you through the woods. A rebuilt air rider?

"[Amazing Zone] Kah...... I can't use it yet."

"Why? Why did you give me that name before that? We haven't decided yet, have we?

"I have a lot of questions. The name is somehow incomplete and the reason why it can't be used immediately is still incomplete. The magic tank is empty, and I haven't made any adjustments. The same goes for motorcycles, by the way."

"So, what do we do?

"... it's still in the woods, and you'll have to run away. I think we can accelerate like eight men by strengthening our magic..."

"Are you serious? Hundred and nineteen kilometers an hour? You're breaking speed! I hope my legs don't disappear on the way."

"The Shinkansen now can accelerate by more than two hundred kilometers, though?

It would have been a punishment for saying something stupid at the scene of a tragic incident, or suddenly there were signs of an unusual increase in the magic around us. At the same time the ambient temperature drops.

"Mr. Addo!

"This is, no way..."

The two of them went into a battle posture.

Mummified villagers move in unison as if they had confirmed that.

"Feo Rufford..."

"Were you playing that scary game!? No, more than that. Why..."

The answer begins with the destruction of the Brave Summoning Magic Formation.

Until now, this area had lower magic concentrations than the Farfuran Great Deep Green Zone, but that was because the magic formation was rapidly taking away the magic flowing through the pulse at the same time. Without that magic formation, the magic to be absorbed flows into the earth at once.

If there is a dragon pulse directly beneath, the magic influx is fast, and the influence also appears on the surface. It revitalizes the spiritual qualities drifting through the forest, creating a spirit body called the Mountain Ghost.

This is similar in nature to a ghost, and possession of an organism's body zombies the corpse. However, it was a monster that had to be defeated because low intelligence did not change and although it was an easy opponent, it would nevertheless start attacking humans.

"I've defeated the undead before - big skeletons and demons..."

"Should I cremate you? If you keep wandering around as a monster, those people won't even float."

"Hey. Suppose you burn it and just go next"

In no time, smoke rises in the woods near the border.

The Knights went to find out and confirm the anomaly, but said only the deserted house was left. By the time they arrived, Zeros had already crossed the border and headed towards the Holy Law Reich of Matisse.

Whatever, on the run...

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Time returns a little, the town massive baths of Lisagle.

With the bastards daring to peek, a fierce battle continued against female guests dedicated to defense.

"Damn, ice magic is cowardly!

"Ugh! I don't want you to tell me how despicable you are trying to peek at me for a bath!!

"Lori... where is Lori..."

"Mature...... If you're a slightly obese, pompous beauty, it's still good!

"No, oh, oh, oh, there's a maniac!?

'I'm not interested in beautiful girls. Let the old lady out!

"What... that guy. Even though your face is handsome... '

Bath buckets, soaps, and then magic flies, magic barriers unfold, hot springs freeze, cold winds wind hard, fists and kicks ramble at times.

The partition walls had already been destroyed by nearly half and no longer made sense to separate the men's and women's bathing areas. The men push against that hole, which is wide open, and the women are desperate to defend themselves.

This is not a peek already and I can't help but look like a thug attacking a woman.

But they confined themselves only to a peek and never laid a hand on the women. He is also a gentleman in a way.

In such a fuss, Isato and Sargas, who were in the sauna of man's water, stiffened the moment they opened the door and came out.

"... Lord Sagas, what's this?

"What the hell?

Normally, men are trying to destroy walls and attack women.

And Sargas doesn't miss these situations.

"Hmm, shouldn't men be seen as worse in this case?

"Right. The women seem desperate to resist..."

"I mean, you don't mind if I hit you, do you?

"............ Huh?

When Isaac looked back to the sagas, the old magician was flying up heavenly high.

It is a tremendous leap forward.

"Nuhahahahahahahahahahahaha, eat up you evil bastards!!

Leave it to momentum to release the kick.

The unexpected men were blown away shortly after they screamed and passed out without knowing what had happened.

"What, you muscle jizzy!?

"They're coming down from the top!?

"Who is it!?

"I'm just a magician. Look, don't you see?

"" "" "" You know what I mean!!

The flesh of Sargas only looks like a warrior in the war, no matter how he sees it rather than a magician.

The stretched spines and lengths that do not seem to be old bodies, the countless scars engraved on the body and, above all, the forged muscles will be enough to give even warriors an exclamation sigh.

It was beautiful.

It was all beautiful.

The flesh, forged out in battle, was beautiful enough to fall in love. Exactly a wild beast!

He is just impotent to believe when he is said to be a magician.

"You will not be punished. For the hobby of Non with the lady who takes care of her."

"Something's wrong with the last one!?

"What's your hobby?!?

"It's settled. Raise both of you fools to the Blood Festival. It's the only way you can legally beat up a fool trying to peek into a woman's water. Have you ever had this much fun? Guffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff..."

Hot springs with hot smoke quickly turned into ice fields where blizzards blew away.

Yes, this is no longer a hunting ground for beasts. It's already packed by the time I get my eyes on it.

"To, escape..."

"It's so late. Awwwwwwwwww!!

"" "" Gebollaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

A spinning kick rolled out of his thick, long leg involved several people and busted them to the wall.

Moreover, the shockwaves cause the men around them to dance through the universe, fall straight into the hot tub, and set up a water column like a geyser.

"What, sloppy. Let us rejoice in our muscles."

"" "." "No, no, no, no!

A ravaging play that begins there.

Hissing and running away are the most embarrassing criminals in the world.

Blood festival fun today (just one).

"Don't push that bump on my wife, I'm a Meridian Secret Hole Ahhh!!

"Female Body Banza - - - I!!

"I wanted her..."

The last thing the fools saw was the sight of themselves dancing through the universe and falling in slow motion. I don't remember anything after that.

They were all captured where they passed out and taken by guards.

Should we be considered fortunate to have done all this and only preach, or at any rate they were seen with white eyes by the inhabitants of the town until they returned.

It would naturally reward you for destroying the massive baths.

For the record, Eromura, you guys were down in a pose like the last of some iron-blooded regiment leader.

"... hmm? No one."

Meanwhile, Anz spent the whole time in the bathtub training in the art of watering during this foolish noise.

When I went up from the bottom of the hot water, there was no one in the female water, and I leaned my neck wonderingly.

It is something that could not be ascended well.

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Not knowing that the foolish noise was over, Zveit bought a bite of bun in an outdoor store and was tongue-in-cheek.

I don't really like sweet stuff, but I liked this filling thing.

"Is this flavor a bean? Ingredients Unique sweetness and sugar... this rustic taste doesn't suit me '

Confectionery served at dinner parties and other social occasions is too sweet and I don't think I want to have much tsvate either. Except for the rustic taste of the bun though, I could eat quite a bit.

As a nobleman, I have problems with the manipulation, but I have been doing these eating walks for a long time, so I have nothing more to worry about now, and I walked effortlessly with the buns in my mouth.

If you behave like that in public, it doesn't matter how you usually spend it. I distinguish between my behavior as a nobleman and my private life.

"How could they by now...... boo!?

"Out of the way, out of the way!!

Zveit, wondering what his friends were doing by now, blew out his mind when he saw the guards carry him on stretchers for a long time.

It was Eromura who was being transported, along with his best friends from the same Whistler faction. I don't know what happened in the massive baths, and one stands still.

"Seriously, what did you do? He et al. …"

I intuited that a stretcher with stranger men on board was passing by and something was taking care of it.

But it was the erotic mullahs who started the stupid imitation, and at the same time said, 'Wouldn't it be nice if they squeezed me tight?' The idea also floats in the back of my brain. Because punishment for sin is common sense.

More than anything, peeking is a crime.

"Well, okay..."

Zveit abandoned his companions and escorts lightly. Then throw a bite of bun into your mouth and walk back to the inn with a rare view of exotic buildings.

He had not noticed that Christine and the others were coming from the front, and they had not noticed the presence of Zveit again.

Looks like they're putting something in there.

"Why... did you do that!

"Hmm? You were a peeper, weren't you? Then you can't complain where you've failed."

"It's too much! The teacher should give you a little help. There were no serious injuries, but aren't there just injured people? I have to explain, don't I?

"The lady must have no choice because she is a party. I'll stick with you, so let's go to the guards later and finish the interview as soon as possible."

"Isn't that something good? No one gets in trouble where they're dead, such as the despicable ones peeking in the bathroom."

"Sir!?

The old exorcist was a violent man inside.

I tend to test my tactics on criminal opponents because I am an old man who is more of a war supremacist than I was.

If there's a bandit, he'll be happy to go, and if the demon shows up, he'll scream with one hand, and if there's a wrecking door, he'll be orange on the spot.

Even though I'm a militant, it's a bad tach because it adds magic to it.

"Christine, the only way to be strong is in action. Tactics based on forged flesh and experience. Use magic at the right time and how to build a technique to defeat your opponent. That's what Non's research is about."

"You sound more like a tactical technician than a magician."

"When I was a student at Nong, the Mage could not be a tactical technician. Things have changed lately, and the Wizard has been working out his body... and he's left untrained."

Sargas thought that the Magic Instructor should also learn melee fighting techniques and go forward with the knight.

At the time, however, there was a perception of the need for defense due to the small number of exorcists, so it was said that the way to fight using magic while wielding a sword on the front line was evil.

It is even more so because there were more nobles in the Mage than in his former days.

Most importantly, when he was younger, he skipped arguing with others for severe temper and did nothing like submit a tactical theory report to the college.

No one has emerged to elect to the National Army because of their character, and they have wandered around since. It has also been more than a decade since I was able to teach students as I do now.

There is no way that lost time will come back, gaining a variety of experiences to this day. Time was a typical example of changing people.

I am glad, however, that the course of time has proven the correctness of my research, but I feel untrained that I am not on the spot.

But there's nothing I can do about all this.

"... it's been a good time. From jealousy, to the point where you accidentally want to smash everything down."

"Don't do it, Doctor!?

"Ma'am, look forward..."

"Yikes!?

"Wow!?

Christine was about to fall.

But Tuvate's arm took a strong hold around her waist, sparing her from falling.

I realize I finally ran into someone at this time.

"Shh, I'm sorry. I was looking at it a little bit..."

"Yes, no... here, here, here..."

They stare at each other as they hug each other.

As you can already see, it was Zveit who bumped into him.

In a flash of time, the two felt something like lightning running through their brain weather. The moment stops.

'Or poor...'

"Oh, how daunting..."

Each other's faces have a fever, emotions never felt before occupy their hearts, and their hearts beat as hard as an early bell.

There's some pink air flowing between us.

"Noh... how long are you going to hold each other?

"I don't suppose you're willing to do anything disheartening to your lady, are you? Assuming that's the case, we'll slaughter them."

"Wow!?

"Ahhh..."

Two people taking distance at the same time.

I don't have much to say about embarrassment.

In the strange air, only Sargas was tilting his neck when he saw Zveit. I recognize Tuvate's face for some reason.

'... you look nostalgic, like I saw you somewhere. Ha... where... hmm, what if!

I saw my best friend's face overlapping with his former rival on Zveit's face.

When you understand it's a shadow, you understand who the good young man in front of you is.

"Oh, Lord...... are you kidding me, Creston's grandson?

"Do you know Grandpa? You..."

"Can you tell by sagas? I used to have fists with him many times."

"Sargas? Is that Master Sargas Sephone!? I've read the books you wrote, too! So much so that I always refer to it as an important resource for the basic tactical research of the Whistlers! Seriously, I didn't know we'd meet here..."

Unexpectedly, I met one of my esteemed magicians, and just Zveit couldn't hide his excitement either.

The aim of the Whistlers is always to look for new tactics, to unravel the tactics used in all literature and historical wars, and to improve them to keep them alive in keeping with the times.

It's primarily about how much magic tactics in mass combat favor combat, from big scenes to small-scale local battles, that we envisage every situation to explore an effective hand.

Regardless, the battlefield varies according to the circumstances, but Sargas's research thesis in pursuit of all possibilities based on it was now of increased value as an important dossier.

"Creston's research was a defensive tactical theory of a fortified city where home affairs were also exchanged. It was not something that could not be used if organizational reforms were carried out, as in the case of Non. Times have really changed..."

"Oh, I'm late for my offer! Oh, I... No I am the eldest son of the Duke of Solister family and I say Zvate Van Solister!! It's an honor to see you gone."

"It's a good idea for his grandson... Something with a good trace..."

"I'm afraid.

Rarely nervous Zveit.

The attitude of physical and mental training and constant preparation for battle is practiced by the current Wizards belonging to the Whistler sect, and the book that describes the research of sagas is used for its reference.

Especially training methods that improve basic abilities and small organizational warfare theories are useful to college students, so much so that they were also used against demons when training in action.

Zveit was forced to bottom up his abilities by Zeros, but the other college students were efficient and effective in the training methods practiced by Sargas himself.

Well, all of a sudden in a land inhabited by powerful demons, Survival is passing through impotence. If you do poorly, there's no way you can use it because it's not weird for dead people to come out.

"Is Creston's guy a breath disaster?

"I'm fine. As much as I love my sister insanely..."

"Drowning? Is he overprotective? He's a tough guy who always disciplines himself..."

Man is a creature that changes in many ways.

"Where is the sagas master now at the inn? If you have time, I'd like to talk to you a lot."

"I'm on vacation this time, and I have Christine's escort there. I don't want to skip the hard part while I'm on vacation."

"So where do you currently live? I'd love to hear your opinion on my research."

"Is that a grad student's research report? I skipped it when I was young, but it was serious. I'm tutoring at Viscount Elwell's now. Naturally magical potatoes..."

"The Viscount Elwell family...... you do think our Lord was poisoned by bandit extermination? You mourned the loss of a spare man, too. You know, he was an excellent knight... oh, I'm sorry. I was careless."

I panic that I inadvertently said something careless, but Christine seemed rather proud.

"No, if my father is also to be spared by the Duke of Delsassis, it would be my hope. Unfortunately, I'm not as talented as my father..."

"Are you sure you're Creston's son? I felt like a horrible man..."

"I don't know anything about my father either. I don't know what you're doing back there, and besides me, how many brothers and sisters do you have..."

"The Duke of Delsassis has a lot of rumors. Sometimes as a family you'll wonder what it is. Guess."

Isaac also shows sympathy.

The way Isaac says it can be a sin of disrespect, but to this extent Delsassis is unshakeable. Instead, I'll show you room to laugh.

I'm pretty sure he's good, but Delsassis is some mysterious guy.

"No, I seriously don't know who my dad is either... We can often have flashy wars with the territory's internal affairs and commerce, and then with the society behind us. The ability to make such time is amazing..."

"You're struggling."

Sargas had also met with Delsassis, but he had spooky signs of incompetence and even felt bottomless fear.

I think it's a kind of monster.

"Are you such an amazing person? I only saw you once, but I think you're the big one..."

"I think that vessel is the problem. I can't see the bottom, and I'm terribly out of my mind. Enough to feel a wall you'll never cross..."

"Does it break your heart if you care? Non thinks he should never be involved with that man, and it's just useless to be near him. Whatever it is, it's a monster."

"Do you want Lord Sargas to say this far, the Duke of Delsassis..."

Maybe it's easier to think of it as a natural disaster that looks like a person.

However, there was only a connection between blood, which could not be ignored for Zveit.

"Well, what... It was also on the brink here, somewhere slow..."

"Ah, it's Grandpa"

"Nooo, say Urna!? Why are you here..."

"I'm a friend of my sister's, do you know a sagas master?

"She's not my adopted daughter. I raised her as a grandson because I can't do it with my daughter."

An edge is a strange thing.

There was a connection in the unexpected, and everyone was just amazed.

"Urna, what's wrong with running...... my brother?

"Oh, isn't that Sagas?

"Hmm? You're not the little girl from the St. Germain's, and you're not the maid who used to be beside Creston. Beautiful as ever."

"I'm afraid, Master Sagas..."

And the edges were drawn together at times.

They then dined together, blossomed into public discourse, and the day of today marked its end.

For the record, Eromura and Dio, who were taken by the guards, will spend the night in a cold cell.

"Get me out of here..."

"Why even me... Zveit, help me..."

The fools affected by the inspirational roar continued to cry for help overnight.

Accidents caused by skill effects are scary.

And there was another fear...

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Jahne and Illis, who had arrived in Lisaguru, were staying in a small inn.

Ilis strolled through town once, but now he drinks tea after meals with Journey in one of the inns.

"Mr. Journey, there's been a mass peep demon at the mass bath."

"That's scary, let me use the hot springs from the inn. I don't want to show my pre-dowry skin to a stranger."

"You're really a maiden, Mr. Journey... But you get fat if you eat too much buns, don't you?

"Leave me alone."

Only these two were out of the noise and had a relaxing and neat time.

Only they are truly at peace.