Atelier Tanaka

What does it take to defeat a dragon? I just asked...

"I think you're a trustworthy companion, huh?

The young girl replied with a full smile.

I wanted to get a glimpse of the location of such stone-bird transcendental items as legendary swords that also cut steel, or shields that even played burning flames. I was sad to be ridiculed for not having any friends on the way around.

"I see."

That said, advice is advice. And I gave him two or three pieces of bronze coins by way of thanksgiving and example, and the young lady grabbed them, and ran away, cheering them up, everywhere. I think when I look at my back going away. The younger I was, the more positive I was about making friends, etc.

"... buddy, buddy"

What is wrong with it?

I just thought about it and my people aren't coming. If so, it is not a four-five possible situation. Don't rely on anything you can rely on. If this happens, let's call someone we know from one end to the other.

Trustworthy, that's a compromise. Compromise.

Let's assume that we are attracted gradually as we act together and expect targeted developments.

Oh, I like that. That's the decision.

"First of all, he..."

As I recall, on auspicious days, I ran out of the early morning boulevard with momentum.

◇ ◆ ◇

On our way is the residence of the demonic nobleman.

It should have been, but unexpected arrangements and accidental encounting along the way.

"Ki, you!

"Whoa."

He's the one who sucks enough to say something like that.

She is a knight who spent three nights and four days in a city cabin. I don't know what your name was, something like this, I think it felt like an automobile. I feel like it, but I can't remember anything, so let's do it.

The memories of being betrayed soon afterwards are revived, as they share an escape from the chamber.

"Why are you here?" This neighborhood is not a good place for lowly criminals like you to wander. It's where quite a class of people live!

Indeed, the private houses around are often deluxe.

The garden is defo.

Some are like a little castle.

Outstanding among them, one of the big ones is the house of the demonic nobleman.

"No, I thought I'd ask you a few questions about the acquaintance's house..."

"An acquaintance? Did you think I would miss such a lie!?

"I just want you to believe me."

"Can you believe that stuff! You're sending me back to the house with my hand!

I'm still a nathan who doesn't listen to people.

The hand turns to the sword lowered to his waist.

Unlike before, she's dressed like a beautiful knight today.

He's fully equipped, too.

There was a scene in the innkeeper that said it was a crime, but the misunderstanding was solved.

"If that's the case, can I at least show you to the house where you're asking? If they don't seem to know this place, they can take me to the store or anything, as I said."

"That's how you buy time, soul dare? Still a clever man."

…………

I don't trust you as well as I trust you.

If I had held a phone or something and exchanged maids with a demonic nobleman, it would have been a crisp problem to clean up. Sounds like the annoying smell of fantasy has come all at once.

"Grow up if you don't want to be cut to the occasion"

"No, so it was a misidentification arrest then too..."

Extended and endless invisible questions.

See Full Bocco's worries in Slam Street again?

arrow tips that seemed to be something like that, a carriage that accidentally passes by.

A man I saw through the window made me peek into his face.

I was surprised to hear more.

"Hmm? What are you doing here?

"Ooh."

He's the one I was looking for.

A demonic nobleman.

Are you in the middle of going to school from your current time?

A two-horsepower carriage or something rich.

"No, I was just going to go to you..."

"What, can I help you?

"I'm just talking about getting in a little bit, can you give me some time?

Only against this Osama, the salutation feels odd. It would be caused by too bad an encounter. Well, even if I fix it now, it just makes me distrustful, so should I keep going through it? They don't seem to be too busy either.

"If that's the case, oh, you should get on with me, too. Let me ask you in my room at the school. Or you can ask him in the carriage. Either way, get in."

"Thank you, thank you for your generosity..."

I just exchanged some words, and the gaze of the demonic aristocrats moved.

Next to me, he's a knight with a half-open mouth and a shitty knight.

"Is the knight there your squire or something?

"Huh? Oh, no, I think I'm mistaken for something..."

"Mistake?"

Where the topic shifted to herself, in great panic, she drips her head at the demonic nobility.

"Also, I'm sorry. My name is Mercedes Aragon from the Royal Knights Division III, 2nd Squadron. Your Highness the Demon Noble is in a good mood today..."

"What are you, involved in the Knights of this country?

Early, the gaze of the demonic aristocrats returns this way.

I mean, is this Osama usually called a demonic nobleman or something?

I'm a little awkward. With your Excellency?

"Seems like he wants to arrest himself, and he's been saying things for a while now..."

"Did you do something?

"I didn't do anything. Because of misunderstandings and coincidences."

"Misunderstood? I don't know what the situation is, but then the woman rides with me. You should hear more about it in the carriage. I don't have the time to stand up like this."

"Well, that's how it goes"

Nod to the suggestion of the demonic aristocrats and head to the carriage.

With all due respect, the vendor opens the door and takes steps.

The boulder is a magical nobleman's car.

It's not a very rich response. Feels a little good.

You're a petite celebrity.

"Oh, you know, I'm..."

My rear few meters up the steps, the desiccated knight is atrophying.

It's just a matter of time, too.

"You can ride now, too. You don't have time."

"Ha, ha!

Harry Harry is a demonic nobleman in tough shape from the plain.

She followed me in a terribly nervous face and stuck in the carriage.

◇ ◆ ◇

Being rocked by a carriage for a while.

The carriage I boarded was made to remind me of the train box seats. If there is a difference, is there a wide space between the seats and the seats, in that there is a table with short feet?

In the form of me and the Fecal Knight next to each other, there is a demonic nobleman sitting at the front.

"So what's the story that got into it? Enough to come all the way from you to visit me, that's right, it's not the end of the branch. If you say you need to pay, I'll ask you again in the school room."

"Oh, right..."

Me and the witchcraft nobleman's gaze turns to the shedding knight.

The stared side shrugged his shoulders small, mainly in awe of the latter. Threatening me with a sword in one hand is a grown-up who doesn't look anything like her for leaving me in Slam Street. Or maybe he's in a weak state of power.

It's erotic to see him doing his fat crotch with a mojimoji for lack of location.

Vulnerable to the weak, vulnerable to the strong, I want to try to get a knight like that in one go.

"Is the Knights here strong enough for you?

"The Royal Knights?

"Yeah, I'm a leftover person, so I'm not familiar with it."

"Right..."

A little worried about the inquiry from me, the demonic nobleman answered.

"Depending on the circumstances, I can exterminate the third division to which this person belongs alone."

"Well, then you're not very strong"

"That's the thing. They are not enemies of the knights and others who have done the most magic."

Too bad.

I thought I'd invite this lady knight to a party, if that's possible, but even if she's weaker than this Osama, I have a feeling she can only use it to hold her luggage. I don't know how many are made up of a third division. It just wouldn't be Ten or there if you were to brand it Division.

But the militia division is thousands in size.

No, well, do you still need luggage with luggage?

…………

Oh, right. Exactly.

Whoa.

More importantly, it's sad that all the parties are men, and one or two are more tense to have cute girls. I'm motivated. Thinking about it, this fecal knight is surprisingly well lined. I'm young, I look cute, and my chest and ass are huge.

I mean, blah, blah, blah. The level I want to get pregnant with right now.

Not bad.

I feel the most comfortable using these women for luggage.

"Well, I want her to hear it, too."

"Is that good? Well, if you say so."

Demonic aristocracy snorts.

The Fecal Knight stays small and shrunk and has nothing to say.

Fortunately, we continue to talk.

"I heard Osama did the diagnosis of the princess's illness."

"... a lot of ears, huh?

"I mean, it sounds like it's been rumored there for a while."

"Oh, you said that you would touch Ichii..."

The rumors I heard from the youngsters at the tavern didn't seem wrong.

Good.

Quickly, this is fortunate to enter into negotiations.

"I'm talking to you about that, can you tell me more about it?

"Mm-hmm. It was last month, or I was summoned to the royal palace for a diagnosis. When I think of it as a fire emergency, it's no longer a diagnosis of the disease. Besides, he's with the princess."

"Since when do you hear that the princess started to get sick or something? I'd like you to tell me more about it, if you can, to the best of your ability."

"... you, no way"

The eyes of the demonic nobleman were quacked open.

I'm gonna dress you up a little bit and tell you something.

"My whole body muscles stopped moving, gradually weakened, and eventually I couldn't even breathe satisfactorily and died. The lethality rate is 100 percent. After the disease, the limit of human survival is six months. Two or three years if it's an elf. Or something."

…………

Let me explain the knowledge I checked in my home atelier book the other day as though it were my own. If you stick your chest up a little bit and go out of your way to combine your legs with your mouth, that's the kind of scholar who works on the front lines.

Is that why the demonic nobleman ate my hat like that?

"Ha, ha, ha! Funny, funny!

"Huh?"

What's so funny?

Where was the laughing point now?

"That's what you say, I guess it's already got a star on it!?

"Yeah, well, the formula for treating a lot of diseases, hold on tight here"

Try to tap a tungtung and your own head at the tip of your index finger.

The other Nori is good for nothing, so I can't help but stick with it.

And it's never a lie. I won't even go with Savan, but this isn't a bad memory. As long as it is a matter of interest to me, Dachan, I can remember where I need to be once or twice confirmed.

In addition, the work of my teacher, Dr. Editor, is well known. It's easy to read.

"What a pleasure, and on top of that, you rely on me? Ooh, my spine is coming on like it's not worth the age. Get to the point. This demonic nobleman, Gremolia Farren, will help you."

"I'd appreciate it if you could say that. Just one thing good?

"What? Hurry up."

"When I hear this, you are me and One-Lotus Trustee. You must obey me."

"I don't mind. There's something so bloody meaty to talk about!

"If so, I get it. And so does this knight."

Gaze at the Female Knight of Paralysis.

"Then let me root for the Knights. It is possible to conveniently accommodate one or two of the Knights of the Peace. More than that, come on, hurry up! Keep talking about you!

It exalts the field with a tension that the demonic nobles have not tasted. Take the word so far, it's about this man of high pride, he'll never pull it off.

Honestly, I don't know what level the mission is to exorcise dragons. However, it is definitely quite a high degree of difficulty, as the genius editor teacher mourns.

That's why the more people you have, the better.

Operation to use anything you can use.

On the other hand, the desiccated knight, who was forced into his company, is in tears. Fists firmly gripped from tension go over well-behaved feet. Rounding his back, he is lowering his body and shuddering with pulls in small pieces. Even now, the expression that seems to cry invites me to become an abomination. I don't know.

"We already have 90% of the therapeutic ingredients."

"... I mean, he asked me to help him gather where he left off"

"Yeah, it's the last one"

"What is it? The last of them."

"It's a red dragon liver."

Be honest.

As soon as I got there, the knight of the desiccated woman rocked herself right next door to the gutter. If I had done my consciousness there, I would have opened my eyes and stared at this one with a terrible atrophy.

Until then, his mouth, which had been extended and closed, opens wide even as his lips tremble.

"Hey, what are you talking about!? The Red Dragon!? Even though the life of Her Royal Highness is in jeopardy, such a great capture, fu, impossible! Try talking like that out there! You're going to be sentenced to death!

Apparently, the Red Dragon is even more amazing than I imagined.

The female knight barks.

"Her Royal Highness's life, oh, my life..."

Looks like he starts to shake with the pull in a very sensational way.

How much?

However, it is the demonic nobility who reacts in contrast to this.

"No way, I'm going to be the wingman heading out hunting dragons this year..."

"How long has it been since the princess was sick until today?

"From what I've heard, it's April. It's been a while."

"Then it won't be much longer."

"Oh, even at the time I saw it, the medical condition was progressing by the time it was already impossible to get up on your stomach. I hear that you are not physically strong. Or it could be less than your deadline."

"You're afraid of sequelae even if it's healed"

"That's what I'm talking about"

Apparently, the taxes set up on me and the princess's health are pretty close. This must be rushed. Even if the medicine is complete, if the princess dies, there will be no ex or child. Thousands of gold coins are water bubbles.

If it's about sequelae, I might be able to fix it with the restorative magic of God's mark.

"If so, it's bad for Osama, but let's start as soon as we get our people together"

"Fine. There are no two words in the magical nobility."

"I trusted you to say that."

"Naturally. This is a good opportunity to inform the palace that this demonic nobleman is still active. One or two of the dragons will be scattered beneath my magic!

Looks like he's switched on in good shape.

Boulders are demonic nobles.

That's a lot of blood.

And the footwork is light.

Are you really a nobleman?

"Can I ask you for a set of things to do with the legs of the trip?

"I'll take care of it. I'll have it ready in a day or two. Gather your people by then."

Copy that, sir.

We did it, the demon nobleman is now one of us.

Oh, yeah, and then we have to make sure we have the luggage too.

"And this knight wants to secure his luggage, too, but can I ask you to do the procedure around there, as you just did? I don't know what to do around HR."

"No problem. I'll talk to the Knights Leader."

"Thanks, that helps"

"Huh? Oh, come on, what am I gonna do..."

A desiccated lady knight who starts to panic greatly after a series of streams.

But it is also only a few moments away.

"What's wrong with going to dragon exorcism with this demonic nobleman?

"Huh..."

Guillaume, Osama stares at the desiccated knight on his stern face.

So she grew up.

She's quite a cash lady in the habit of not even listening to me. It's the most erotic thing to have a woman like this say something to money and power. I want to hold you like a whore one day. Remember that.

"Well, I'm heading to Osama's tomorrow morning, so I'm gonna ask you all to do it."

"I got it. Let's look forward to that."

In this way, the luggage is safe and secure.

That's a pretty good slide out there.

If I am a monk frame, and Osama is a wizard frame, are the party members left with warriors, militants, or brave men who wield their swords to the Lord?

The deadline set for the next morning is stomped off in a good way. Let's work hard to gather people together during the period. For the survival of my home.

All right, all right, myself, it's been good and exciting again.

"Mm, it's about time..."

A magical nobleman says looking out the view from the window provided in the carriage.

While we were discussing this, apparently the carriage arrived at the school. A somewhat caged, horsey creature stopped walking. At the same time, it is the voice of the pedestrian who informs the destination. Sir, we're here, with you.

Follow this and raise your hips.

The ride was in front of the inner gate for a while after entering the main entrance of the school.

"I'm in the lab. If anything happens, I'll call you back."

"Yeah, I'll go around the school a little bit."

"Okay. Bye."

Magic aristocrats returning heels.

I just take a half-step and look back at this one and turn back to the Fecal Knight.

"Oh, Omae come with me. Procedures shall be carried out"

"Ha, ha!

She was taken after a surprised demonic nobleman.

Wizards and knights, there seems to be no horizontal connection, but noble karsts nevertheless seem absolute. Her brave man, who no longer made a great escape with his cock-smelling sword in one hand, has no shadow to see.

"Excuse me, but I'd like more support."

"Uhm."

Drop off with a demonic nobleman and a fecal knight walking away in the outer hallway with Zunzun.

Well, then why don't we go find our next buddy?

◇ ◆ ◇

Even though we look for company, it doesn't make any sense.

That means there is only a limited way to walk naturally. Where are you headed, under the few people I know in this world?

One of them exists in this school.

Honestly, it's not a deal we want to get too involved in. However, I have no choice because I don't know many people. Now it's the thought of mourning straw.

Both cats and raspberries are for the exorcism of dragons.

"Ah, there he is..."

Walking around the school for a while, discovering who you're after.

I walk down the hall by myself.

Standing tall, grand, and full of confidence makes you feel the kind of smile your child is stretching out because, though, it's a chest shame or a low back length.

Now you're telling me you're a non-virgin, so seriously, you want to kill me.

That's why I don't want to get near you. You're talking and you're not half inferior.

"Huh, you haha!

I think they noticed this one.

Coming close to the rush.

"Hi there"

"How did you escape yesterday? We still needed to talk."

"That's an odd encounter. I wanted to talk to you, too. I was looking for you in the school."

"... talk to me?

"Yeah, I'm sorry, but could you accompany the dragon exorcism?

"Huh? Duh, dragon?

When I told you straight in, Kyoton, he raised his voice in a clapped manner.

"I don't mind with that handsome boyfriend and Hood's friends"

"So hey! What are you talking about all of a sudden?

Blonde lolita cute starting to panic abruptly.

Now you don't have a membrane in your vagina, so it's a scam.

"Please check with the Demon Noble for more information. I told him the details. Oh, and the departure is tomorrow morning, so it would be helpful if you were ready or something."

If you put out Osama's name, I'm sure it won't get in the way.

Rather, it seems more convincing than I say.

"What's a dragon?!? I don't know what that means!

"Then excuse me because I have somewhere else to turn. Oh, and this story, if you tell it to someone else, it's gonna suck, so please don't say anything else."

I can't afford to be attached to a penetrating manko any more.

"Hey, so, wait a minute. Yo!

I followed under the shitty and blonde lolita.

If Team Orgy becomes one of us, we'll be able to do what Lori's boyfriend looks avant-garde for now. I had a sword or something. If so, it is good to assume that the face has stood.

There will be other things to think about, such as how proficient you are and how technical you are. But I can't even afford to be talking about luxury right now. We don't have time for nothing.

It's important to know how to solve the problem with the things we have.

Okay, next. Let's keep going.

◇ ◆ ◇

After losing business at school, we returned to the city again.

Why is that?

To grab lunch.

I'm hungry.

Collecting people is important, but so is rice.

"Well, where shall we eat"

I just thought about it, and one of the few acquaintances I've ever thought of. She is Sophia, a blonde with big tits who works for a restaurant. It would be no problem to assume that this has already been solved by touring the demonic nobility for a few days after the announcement of an exit ban.

If so, let's be honest with this and ask for the exit ban to be lifted.

If you complain about anything, you can stop by the store tomorrow after the dragon is eliminated and testify to Osama, who is a party, because there is no more trouble. That way, it's sunny and I can drink delicious liquor with Sophia's milk, her ass and her fat crotch.

All right, all right, what a perfect plan.

"I haven't been to worship that munchkin 'milk and ass in a long time."

The convenience of walking around early in the morning, and hunger.

I walked to Sophia's place of work early.

◇ ◆ ◇

My stomach and stomach are gu from a good labor just walking for an hour. Just fine in time. Sophia's shop is the one I want to visit. It's not as good as people lined up at the end of the house, but it looks like the customer has already said it's good, and the noise sounds busy even outside the store.

I had to enter the store while I bounced my chest on this.

"Welcome..."

I was near the entrance and exit, Sophia.

A full smile comes down to disgust.

I've never seen such a brilliant change in expression.

"Hi, it's been a while. Excuse me, but I'd like a daily lunch."

Go to the empty seat of the counter whining and pass Stasta in front of Sophia. She just stares at this and sees it off without stopping her from getting involved.

but this one sat down, panicked, and pulled into the back of the store.

The kitchen gets busy for a while.

One crack in the two voices you speak to is that of the man who asked you when.

Slightly, visiting under me is a man I remember and Sophia is adorable.

"Sir... Um, excuse me, but as I told you before..."

He is a middle-aged man because he thinks he is the manager.

Behind it is Sophia, who set up his body as a shield.

"Oh, no, I solved that matter. I also settled safely with the nobleman in the example, and now it's time for him to be invited to the mansion for dinner. So, if you'll excuse me, could you revoke the ban on entry and exit?

"Such an idiot..."

I've been treated like a fool.

How bad is that, nobleman?

"He's a testament to the fact that he came to dinner satisfied with five bodies. You can't just leave your nobleman to die and come back alive."

I don't know, but I'll tell you what's appropriate.

Then the manager nodded at the attracted grin as this rolling thought made sense.

"... I get it"

However, it seems to have included some misunderstandings.

"I apologize for this incident. I'll have your food with me soon, so yes, please wait a moment now. I'm afraid it will be a narrow seat, but how many graduates?"

Where it went on was a string of polite words that were only meant for the same civilians.

The voice answering was trembling.

"Sophia, Omae, entertain this one. Like?"

"Huh? Hey, hey, you know, Dad!?

"Because I'm going to hurry up and cook!

Just talking, Mr. Oyaji disappeared across the counter to the cooking area.

It was me and Sophia who were left behind.

Two shots of the memorial. This nomination.

…………

No way. There's no such thing as words to be exchanged between the two, and Sophia will shut up as soon as possible.

I don't have a choice, so let's shake the subject here.

"Oh, hi, it's been a while. Thank you for taking the time to contact me at home during this time. Thanks to you, I've made a lot of progress, and it's helping."

"Huh..."

Beautiful blonde with trembling shoulders on her shoulders as soon as possible with Vikri.

She answered this, looking terribly nervous.

"Oh, uh, excuse me, are you a guest of honor?

"No? No, sir."

"Huh? So, but then why..."

Something tells me you can switch to Gittanbacon in spoken and polite language.

It's cute where you're vulnerable to that kind of power, too, Sophia.

I think I've seen a similar personality somewhere lately.

"No, really, we're magic lovers, and now we're Mabdachi."

"Ma, Mab?

"That's why we're going to keep this shop occupied."

…………

For a moment, he looked so disgusted.

I have myself that is getting better gradually.

I've discovered a new way to enjoy Sophia.

"No, really, it's okay. We made up."

"How can you make up with a nobleman when you're not noble..."

"I had the same taste. Looks like this fits pretty well."

I'm not into magic or anything at all, but for now it's important to get Sophia in a good mood. A man who can turn a pinch into a chance is the one who can. That was written in an awareness-raising book about something.

So I'll do my best.

Talk to this munchkin body sometime, so it's imperative.

Push, push, push. Aim Oraola system.

However, all that returns is a gavel that gets no guidelines.

Mr. Oyaji came back within that.

Can't we cook a little slower? He came back at a fast food speed. I'm sure they've grabbed the dishes they were making for other guests. What a terrible store manager there was.

"Here, here, it will be lunch of the day"

"Oh, thank you."

Cooking can be arranged on the counter and on the table.

Because of his so awe-inspiring remarks, what a coits-based gaze from all around him doesn't stop. I don't like being noticed, but hey, Kimmy, I don't know what I can do about it, I don't even think about it.

"Looks delicious"

"There is no annihilation."

Mr. Oyaji has a very low back compared to each other.

Try harder. Sophia's not counting on you next door.

"Please forgive me for the other day..."

"It's not like there's anything wrong with it, so don't worry about it."

"Well, if apologies are something we can do, we can do whatever we want."

I just lowered my head from earlier, Mr. Oyaji.

Until then, when I was scared, it flashed.

"Oh, if that's the case..."

I was looking at Sophia's face and came up with something good.

I don't know where the Red Dragon and the others are. However, I don't even think that there is enough accommodation in the place that my teacher Editor fears to reach in a day or two. Together, not all soldier is necessary for our journey.

Cooking duty is mandatory for comfortable return trips.

It is also possible for me to work concurrently, but the rice made by beautiful blonde boobs is definitely far tastier than the murky rice made by the man. If so, securing Sophia here as a fellow traveler is a very tasty choice.

"Please lend me a little bit of Sophia"

"Huh..."

Mr. Oyaji's face turns pale.

Sophia's face also turns pale.

All parents and children are blue and white.

"Actually, I have some business to go away from the day after tomorrow. In the meantime, I really need someone to cook for, and I really wish I could accompany Sophia."

"Well..."

A scream-stained voice rises from Sophia.

"The aristocrats are with us during this time. If you were to accompany him, he would never look bad. Thank you very much for being here with me."

I don't know if the demonic nobleman will be pleased or not.

It's a mystery why that magical psycho was swallowing in this store in the first place.

That said, lying is also convenient.

'Cause I'm happy. Mostly I'm happy. I'm happy.

"That's why, can't you please?

Sincerely look at the other person's face from the front. Please time.

Then Mr. Oyaji just thought about it a little bit.

"... so can you take care of this store?

Oops, I think I made a mistake again.

Sophia's face becomes a particularly crying expression beside him.

"Important? Yeah, well, I think you can get one or two of those with ink."

"If so, well, I get it. I'll take care of your daughter Sophia."

Yay, Sophia, you got it.

Dafan, I understand where they're wrong. But I wouldn't dare to make it right for you. What a bastard I am. But even on the road like that, I'm sure it'll be fun, so I'm trying to role-play this.

"Oh, Father!?

"Sophia, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I thought it was for the store..."

But if your daughter is your daughter, you're also a naughty, terrible parent and child.

There may or may not be something genetic in this world, but undoubtedly something similar is passed down pulsatingly between these two. Horrible.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, tomorrow morning, I'd like you to come to Sir Farren's mansion."

"Yes..."

It seems that Sophia is not the one who answered the question, but the one who is a jerk.

But, well, now we have another one, a new companion.

The person of the day is in despair, to say the least.

He is depressed, as if he was caught by a yakuza from his parents' debts and sunk by Thorpe as well. I won't make this right for you. Let's just say I enjoy watching this floating, fiercely expressive beauty until I realize it was a mistake one day.

"Now, please, take it easy"

Speak appropriately and I'll pull you into the back of the counter, Mr. Oyaji.

…………

Sophia, on the other hand, was the one left behind. He stares under his own feet without talking about anything in the way he decides to make a fool of himself. The shock I got looks pretty big.

I don't have a choice, don't approach it here.

"Oh, today's lunch is delicious, too? What kind of food is this?

I ask as I reach for the plate placed on the tabletop.

Then what came back was a grunt that was going to die now.

"... it's a coriander roast with mocori"

My eyes are dead.

Three days after being dumped in the corner of the fishing harbor, my eyes are dead like fish starting to rot.

By the way, Mocori is a large herbivorous livestock that is being treated cattle in this world. Milk and be good, eat meat and be good. However, it takes time to develop, so the value is slightly higher. It's a little expensive to serve as a daily lunch, so I guess Mr. Oyaji distracted him.

"Sophia, do you like mocori?

"... normal"

"So, what's this salad look like?

"... normal"

"Uh, yeah?

"... normal"

No, my heart is dead.

You're gonna die fast.

Let's work out some more mental.

"Uh, and sit next to me? You get tired standing there, don't you?

…………

I'm sure you're a kid of high pride.

You're defending your self-esteem by killing emotions.

There's a lot of them in Kabukicho, that kind of kid.

"Oh, uh, well..."

"... normal"

"Right, yeah. It's normal, right? Normal is good."

"... normal"

I normally love it too.

But unfortunately, she's not normal right now.

If so, it is only a matter of exquisite enjoyment of the status quo that comes true. Think of it as this kind of play, let's just say we spend our meal time. The two have a relationship between a new American master and a fresh slave.

Those conditions, lunch time went by with Sophia.

This child feels the qualities of Menhela in the bin. Maybe a little sooner.

◇ ◆ ◇

After lunch, walk the city's boulevard again.

I have already finished speaking to an acquaintance called an acquaintance while leaving half a day until the deadline. What a narrow friendship man. Don't skip the past without much. Maybe you should think about a little more people.

"Friends are important..."

Well, let's keep it in the corner of my head as a challenge for the future.

More than that, we should think about it for tomorrow's departure.

"With that said, where is the Red Dragon?

Come on, there's me who hasn't held up the most important thing.

It's not safe, it's critical.

If I kept picking up tomorrow, it would have sucked.

I could almost see it with my white eyes from the guys I collected.

"... what to do"

Would you know if you were a demonic nobleman? Oh, you know. Perhaps you know in nineteen or eighty-nine. 'Cause it's enough to ask you to prepare and respond to two replies, so you know how far one way is distributed.

"You should check it out for once..."

I think detailed confirmation is important for project management.

"There's something about Sophia, and I'm gonna go tell her."

That's good.

Let's do that.

I took the path toward the school.

◇ ◆ ◇

But this journey of more than an hour each way can't be helped.

The distance between Shirai and the school is surprisingly wide. In the form of tours around the city, horse-drawn cars also exist, but the roads do not lead to the school. For a people who don't have a carriage before them, it's a land island.

If we stay like this today, more than half of the day will be over on the move.

I can't believe the rice has been tasty lately.

"I'll definitely make you a bike one day, seriously"

It's a dead end.

To go from home to school.

With that said, bicycles are only about two hundred years old, even in the pre-reincarnation world. In view of this, there must be a lot of new inventions that are not yet available to humans, such as the terribly simple mechanism that they thought they would never be able to use, but it was useful after they tried it and made it easier than they thought.

…………

Magic is a strange phenomenon.

The possibilities are endless.

It's going to be fun to think about.

It's just, well, now I'm trying to keep my home.

The bike is behind us.

"... Nevertheless, where is his lab?"

For some time after entering the school from the main entrance, I am admirably lost.

There are no cute directions professionals here either.

I have no choice but to wander into my own walk for just an hour. I should have been aiming for a reception counter at some point, but there's no sign that I can trace it at all. I wonder how big a facility it is. I remember Shinjuku Station when I was in Tokyo for the first time.

"You're getting tired..."

Don't you have stubble or dottore in there?

I'm in the mood for a coffee break.

What a thought, I found it just ahead of me heading where I wanted it.

It's a cafe-like discovery.

It is a similar facade store on university and station campuses.

After all, when this is such a big facility, it seems appropriate to have restaurants in the fantasy world as well. There was a store full of students and nobles. The guests are well received and 90% of the seats are filled.

Luckily for me, I'm on my feet.

It seems like a take-out method to confirm other guests who are with us. If you want to eat and drink in the store, maybe you can prepare a tray without leakage, and I put some tea on this, so I can head to the available seats.

Well, it's the business of noble opponents, so not everything will be.

"Excuse me, Teaprize"

I just ordered something that looked like tea and checked the store. Then we discover a hidden area where people don't lean. There are only two seats for four, flat and empty. Others are crowded to the point of cramping, but for some reason it's not the only available seats there.

"Lucky."

I'm sure someone just took a seat.

I'm happy to go to this, and go away.

"Oh, my legs are tired wow..."

Take a breath.

I've always been a walker, so I'm jinxing the back of my legs and stuff.

Shall we rest for about thirty minutes? Let's do that. I like that.

"... oh, this is awesome"

I sipped it with zuzuzu, and the tea is delicious.

I'll check with the clerk later to see what kind of tea it is.

I would love to have a drink at home.

and so on, where people feel comfortable and generous, they notice chills, chills, and the gaze directed from around them. Apparently it is noted. Is Mongoloid so rare? It's unusual, isn't it? Dada hasn't called me Lizardman.

I care a lot. Add and subtract a little more.

I haven't seen a soy sauce face other than my own since I visited this city.

…………

Maybe it's rare to the point where they can't complain about it even if it's a specimen.

That said, we're here to pay properly. He is also a student of the same school. I don't know if I can get carried away. All you have to do is sit back and sip some tea. Yeah, I guess so. If this happens, put your feet together or something. I'm going to relax.

"Nice scent. Looks like you're using good leaves..."

Together, the dialogue is also decided dandy.

It is in vain manifests an invertebrate heart.

Then, as soon as he began to relax, he confirmed the visit of a new customer.

It is a group of several people.

Besides, they've all come with beautiful girls.

"My time has come."

Similar to when I arrived this way, I emerged from the hallway facing the store and walked to the store with Tsukatsuka. Confirming this, the employees who were going around the store panicked and moved to welcome them. Begin to pee on this one.

And since there are no other vacant seats, it is inevitable that the same place to visit will now be the neighborhood where I sat. With two seats lined up and one chair buried inside, there are seven seats left. I don't like the seats a bit, but I have no choice in this crowd.

Come on. Come on, beautiful girl. Come and sit with a beautiful girl.

"Ah, go ahead."

Do you mind if the clerk asks you if you're in your seat? I mean, seriously, I'm a good guy. While holding a glass in one hand, try pointing the opposite seat with an empty hand instead. It's a man's worth dressing up for a cute girl.

However, there is a guy who breaks this one's feel-good behavior.

"Hey, what are you doing?

The first of the students who made up the group barked in a stern face.

Around my age, I was in my mid-teens. She was an adorable bob-cut with golden hair cut into her shoulders, a girl with understated breasts and back length. He also has an excellent face. You would have been so adorable if you laughed. Her blue, clear eyes just squeeze up sharply and stare at me.

"Huh?"

Naturally, this one is confusing.

Naturally because it was unilaterally entangled.

"I'll just ask again. Why are you sitting there?

"No matter why they say it, it's just because they're customers..."

Seriously, I don't know what that means.

In addition to her, she also has a tough gaze from the faces she takes with her. It's like this one became the bad guy unilaterally. I wish I could at least figure out why, but Lizardman doesn't know what's sappy.

"You're not sitting there unaware, are you?

"No, you know, so..."

A lot.

It bothers my head what is wrong with me and my response.

Then the continuation was delivered beyond their backs.

"Hey, what's going on? Sit down."

"Huh? Oh, that's right, Master FitzClarence. Our tea party seats..."

A very small girl appeared in between to cross the hedge shaped with the girl.

I probably recognize that figure.

"Ah..."

Unexpectedly voiced.

That's the same with the other guy.

"Oh, hey, hey! You!"

I just looked at each other in the morning, and I love orgy. I'm a blonde lolita.

Where we raised our voices to each other, Bobcut reacted to this.

"Maybe you knew Dear Fitzclarence, was it?

The difference between cloud mud and me, Bob Kat, who is still making inquiries with Fukan momentum. Apparently, a clear power relationship exists between the two. And this seems similar to her, even in the face that surrounds her.

It seems to me to keep an eye out for every obedient action to ask about the mood of a blonde lolita.

However, Master Fitzclarence and I can go here with Stasta.

"I checked with Sir Farren. Yikes! How could I, de, exorcise a dragon!

"... Sir Farren?

"I thought you said that. No! Are you going to put it away because it's in public!?

…………

Farren. Farren. Farren.

I was just worried about how much, and I finally thought about it.

"Oh, you mean the demonic nobleman"

"That's right! I mean, do you really mean to exorcise dragons!?

A blonde lolita who puts me in her sight and then moves to eat and hang me.

She'll be surrounded by this. The faces are flashy too.

"F, Master Fitzclarence?

However, voices from the surrounding area do not reach us until we hit the spot.

"Why not me?!? Ho, there are other good people out there! And yet, duh, why, what a choice I am... no way, I have it in my roots about the previous adventure!? I said terrible things to you. Shh!

"Huh? No, there's no particular reason. If you insist, you can't even guess."

"Oh, I can't guess, no..."

Blonde lolita with a stunned look.

It's just a matter of time, too.

"Heh, heh, fine. Now's the time to keep your mouth shut, right? I got a little surprised during this time and took the delay, but this time I'm not going to. Shit! I'll show you my powers, my eyes!

Let me declare myself full of energy too.

I'm not sure what emotional changes happened inside this girl.

It's just a good thing you're motivated. Excellent.

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about, then"

Staying in the same place is going to make you uncomfortable.

No way, I thought about taking a seat.

Immediately after that, one important confirmation comes to mind.

"That's right. One thing about your boyfriend..."

As soon as I got there, the blonde lolita started making strange noises.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Ahh! Ahh! Ah!"

"Huh? What!? Why is that?

"Hey, you, come here!

They grabbed my arm.

I'm forced to stand in a chair and be taken anywhere.

In addition to the lucid surroundings, the store is left behind with the guests.

Towards it lies the corner of the hallway, lined with several large columns, one of its shadows.

"Don't tell me about Allen! Especially in school. Never!

"Allen?... Oh, that handsome boyfriend's..."

"So don't tell me, I'm telling you!?

"Oh, could it be a secret?

"That's right! If you find out about my relationship, Allen..."

I got a pretty serious look at it.

Maybe there's a real neck chomper future ahead of us.

This blonde lolita looks awesome.

"... Could it be related to your patience?

"That's right.... bad?

"No, well, if that's the case, I'd like you to tell him in advance."

"You weren't the one who talked before I told you!

Mm-hmm. Unhelpful.

Well, I've got a big deal going on, so it turns out to be O'Rei.

"I mean, isn't he a student here?

"Allen is a knight in the Knights."

"I see."

Looks like she belongs to the same Knight of the Desecration.

I did feel more like a warrior than a wizard. Convinced. However, you can't hide your jealousy in Tanaka at a time when an approved number two, Zophy Chan, exists on top of a courteous romance between a noble lady and a knight, Romijuli.

"Well, who's number two?

"Number two? What is it?"

"Oh, no, I'm sorry. She was called Zophy."

"Oh, you mean Cyan. That girl belongs to the Magic Knights. Because he's a wizard good enough to work as a second division vice president at that age. I'm looking out for you, too."

"Heh..."

Got another new keyword.

Magic Knights.

I don't know.

Well, it doesn't seem like we're going to get involved, and let's keep it through here. You're not interested in a woman who remembers the taste of a dick in the margins. What I want is a beautiful non-perforated girl who deserves thirty years of being a virgin.

"And Zophy's a fake name, so be careful where you are."

"Oh, really?"

Why not? A mysterious woman to make.

This, or the daughter of a wondrous aristocrat, is impatient and adventurous.

If only you were a virgin, you would have scored full.

Congratulations on achieving zero with 100 faults the only wrong problem.

It's like an answer sheet with a forgotten name on it.

I mean, it's not my own woman. Damn.

"Truth is, if it hadn't been for one of the high oaks, your father wouldn't have called you back like this, and you and I would have continued our adventurers together. That request was scattered."

Give me a break, etc., and a non-virgin to talk to with a mild grin.

"Ugh, but you're getting rid of the dragon next, right? That's also the Red Dragon. If this succeeds, even that hard-headed father will understand me!

Besides, I'm burning on my own.

No, it's a good thing you're motivated. It's wonderful.

"Oh, by the way, I'd like to ask you one thing."

"What?

"Do you know where the Demonic Nobility lab is?

"Sir Farren's lab? Then it's the top floor of the west wing."

"I see, thank you"

All right, I have a feeling the quest has moved one step forward.

"Oh, hey, where are you going!?

"I have something to talk to him about, so now you'll excuse me"

Blonde Lolita gives you no time to say anything, after the shittiness and venue.

There was some barking over my shoulder, but I decided to ignore this and head to the west tower.

◇ ◆ ◇

It's the lab of the demonic nobility that finally arrived.

"What's up? Any progress?

"No, I need to ask you something..."

It's the Red Dragon itself. Before I started making noise about what it was, it's just a little bad. But if I don't check with you now, I'm going to be sad later, so I'll sneak up on you.

"Is Osama familiar with the distribution of red dragons?

"Right..."

When asked, the demonic nobleman begins to think while rubbing his chin mustache with his finger belly.

"Nearest from here, I guess Mount Pepe"

"How long is it?

"Like two to three days on a flying airborne?"

I don't even know if they say flying airborne or anything.

How many kilometers per hour?

"Well, that sounds like we're gonna make it."

"Oh, I've already arranged to fly."

"I see. You can count on being out-of-the-box"

"Well, there's no production to this extent."

I don't know, there's just a slight grin in Osama's mouth.

Was I happy with that one now?

Oh, my God, aren't you cute, you son of a bitch?

But I'm not happy to be hit with that tough face.

Do that when you're about thirty years younger when you're reborn into a woman.

"Well, that doesn't sound like a problem when it comes to travel,"

"Naturally. Leave everything to me."

"Thank you very much."

If you thank me honestly, my mouth is even more connected, Osama.

Looks delightful after all.

What is this choro middle-aged jerk?

I want Sophia's offensive difficulty down to this point. Seriously.

"That's all I wanted to confirm. So now I'm..."

"What, you can't look at my research?

"Oh, well, that's fun after the dragon exorcism,"

"Hmm, that's certainly true, too. Okay, I'll just remember that."

Why is my voice playing?

Don't remember. Forget it.

"Well, excuse me"

"Hmm. I'm looking forward to tomorrow."

Mission Complete.

Now we'll be ready for tomorrow.

Staying too long and getting caught up in magic rigging doesn't come true.

He left the lab of the demonic aristocrats early.

◇ ◆ ◇

Back from school to home, it was about time for the sun to go down.

Dinner at a newly developed diner that is neither tasty nor unpleasant when it comes to this in the neighborhood. Then I asked if I would sleep early today in preparation for tomorrow, and it was a little over an hour ago that I got to the floor with my own house.

However, I can't sleep with my eyes closed.

Even now, I feel awakened to a major quest called dragon exorcism. I think of the great adventure that starts tomorrow, and there are so many anxieties.

I was wondering if you were really ready. I was wondering if I was okay.

"Shit, I can't sleep"

What a sense of small things.

The day before the release of the larger project. Such a hurry. If this fails, the department head goes down to the customer to apologize. We respond by returning the day and night holidays. I don't have time to worry about the other month. The path of promotion also disappears with dew. Secondary high school college and the moments when all the effort of the year that has gone on is lost. Convenience, the urge to stop even one of the trains. Such overwhelming tension.

"If you think calmly, dragons suck better than high oaks"

No matter what game strategy book you read back, you won't come out with an oak stronger than a dragon or anything. Plus, I have a red on my head with a prefix or something. It's the type of boss attribute that drops a rare sword or something of the Flame attribute if you defeat it.

…………

In retrospect, my lower abdomen hurts.

If he dies, that's it.

I wonder if Omae will pass away without leaving his own seeds in the world.

"Not good, oh, that's not good"

Not if you're sleeping together.

We should start adult time early. What did you get the wonderful power of restorative magic for when you think about it? Nothing more than to protect ourselves from STDs. Descend into a fantasy land you haven't seen yet and still have as much vitality as you can call yourself a sex king.

"Hey!

Muli, get up.

I have some money left in my wallet.

If so, there is only one thing a man goes to war to do the night before that.

"You're gonna have to go! Seeking the pleasure of the moment!

To buy spring.

◇ ◆ ◇

Memorial sex. Plus fantasy specifications.

I am now slowly walking down the path that leads to the demise virginity that never came true in my previous life.

"How about a massage or a massage? Easy!"

It sounds like I heard it around Shinbashi in my lifetime, but I don't care.

Enough money to walk the streets.

That's all I feel anymore. I feel blood gathering in my lower abdomen.

The streets were overflowing with people who earned their pennies in the city at night. If there is a girl with beast ears growing on her head, some sisters have grown moffy tails from her buttocks. Of course, ordinary people. And that it is singularly thin to say that it is common to everyone and to him.

Everybody's going to see their breasts, Opie.

"This sucks..."

It's going to sink.

Are you sure you can have sex with these kids as long as you pay for it? Really? You're not lying, are you? You can get it out and in properly, right? I mean, this world doesn't have condoms or anything, but what do you do around it? Could it be live? Seriously? Really?

My head is so glued after asking myself.

I'm getting excited.

I want to masturbate on this occasion now.

I mean, that blonde lolita, she does, too.

Sex.

With a handsome boyfriend in the example.

…………

As soon as I thought about it, something like this, my rapidly shriveling son.

"Oh, not good, not good! Forget that lollivitch, forget it!

It's my time now.

It's a very important time for me to debauch.

"... fuhi"

I glance at the prostitutes standing on the street.

Especially for kids who are munchkin 'boin or lollylolicum.

"Shit, I think I'm just happy watching"

What a horny street.

It's Semi Street.

At this time tonight, my son opens it to your cock, Sesame.

"Wow..."

I made up my mind. I made up my mind about that girl.

On the way, a blonde beauty standing at a point a few meters away.

She thinks she's the same person, and she's a nice buddy beauty from Boncubon.

"Oh, you know..."

We moved quickly to enter into negotiations.

◇ ◆ ◇

It was a narrow, dirty bar that was taken away from me when I spoke to the beautiful woman.

Dafan, a small miscellaneous building in Kabukicho, hit by a floor of about thirty square meters, hasn't been renovated in a busy manner, it's Dompisha if you imagine the kind of sexcaba that keeps the living property open. Its fantasy version.

Leather sofas and wooden tables line the stone buildings.

So I was standing on the catch, and I was poured liquor by an ugly woman who was very, but not very beautiful, and I'm opening a cup, and another. Alcohol isn't very tasty either. I guess it's cheap.

Please let me have sex with the catcher.

I didn't have the courage to tell you.

How did this happen?

I don't think so.

Eventually, after only swallowing for a small hour, when a man on the strong came to pass on his accounting, the suspicion he had felt, albeit thin, was confirmed as fact. Until now, I had thought as far as I could, but I was told by his mouth.

"There will be three gold coins"

"... are you serious"

It is a boggling bar.

I felt that way, but I swallowed it with all my might.

'Cause it's a girl busike sitting next to me, and I already had to swallow.

When I swallowed it, it looked a little cute and I stroked my head and stuff. If we talk for an hour, it's the creature called Virginity that makes us feel emotional, no matter how busy or malformed. I'm confident I'll fall in love normally if I spend another three days. Oh, yeah, you know damn well what I mean. These guys are picking the right customers. Naturally.

However, those ugly and beautiful times are just about over now Tonight.

"Eh..."

I don't carry three gold coins on the boulder.

'Cause a million yen a piece.

There will be too much of anything.

"You think I can't pay?

"No, uh, the..."

I can't pay you, damn it.

What should I do? Seriously, what do I do?

Uh, ooh.

In a hurry, what shall we do, what shall we do?

Something like that, I was worried.

Then it was someone's anger that was accidentally delivered.

"Huh? Now three gold coins!? Don't be ridiculous!

Apparently there was a guy besides me who was ducked.

Nature and consciousness head that way.

"Ah..."

Then, well, what I found there was a familiar move.

What a shitty knight.

And I'm drunk for a long time.

The lighting on the floor was dim, so I never noticed it now.

"Ki, you guys, hey, hey, hey!

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

Why is a woman in a cabbage and drinking alone? I don't think so. But I can't help but swallow it as a fact. I still have the ability to recognize facts as facts.

I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk.

"Hey, you..."

That said, I accidentally raised my voice out of surprise.

I accidentally said something about you.

"Huh!?

The other guy turned this way, too.

And when you check my face, you make a special face.

"Why are you here?"

"That's the dialogue over here. I mean, why are you a woman..."

"Huh... that's..."

A desiccated lady knight who loses where she leads along the way.

Following this was the big man standing beside her. Probably blackmailing boys in the same store, just like you're poking receipts at me. Guillotine, open your mouth with a mockery in your sharp eyes as well.

"This woman, she's a lesbian, right? I swallowed the same woman nice and well."

"Seriously, that's awesome!

What an unbroken knight.

I don't know how long it takes to get to the cabbage.

"Yes, don't say it! Nothing good, huh!? She likes women!

And I wish I'd deny it a little bit, but I cummed it out fast. You know, the lady sitting next to her, she's doing everything she can to get her back. They must have stroked me everywhere. Wow, this is awesome.

At this moment, I don't feel like I could see anything for three pieces of gold.

"Hey, knight, do you want me to pay you? Otherwise, I'll report you to the Knights of Things You Do and Things You Don't Do? Was that Division III? Don't you hate women with light mouths?

"Hey, why are you doing that?!?

"You were bragging aloud to the woman next door. Mercedes-Chan?

"To the name!?

How light your mouth is, Mercedes.

You're doing everything you can to crack your identity.

"But what kind of money is three gold coins..."

"Huh? Then you have no choice. I don't have any money, I just have to earn it myself and get it back. If you don't pay properly for the money you spent, the Knights will take you, right?

A man speaks with a nasty grin with Uhihihihi.

Several other laughs overlapped from around this. When would the floor be overflowing with men who would be employees, standing in line to surround us? In number, there are only seven or eight of them, and they are uncircumcised by their faces and their appearances.

Apparently, you're not going to let me or her out of the store safely. As long as I can I 'm willing to give it to you. Especially the desiccated knight, who looks beautiful and seems to make a lot of progress. The appearance of drunkenness and red mess on the cheeks is very erotic.

If a kid like this says he likes it or something, he'll be human ATM forever.

"Damn, what a twist to cling to a person's weakness..."

The more suspicious Lu Rui is, the more you swallow, the better.

"Whoa, you're pulling it out? If I pull it out, I won't shut the fuck up, will I?

"Huh..."

Mercedes, who reached for her lower back sword.

The men who surround themselves accordingly also reach for the sword lowered to their hips.

It's a training ground at some point.

When did the ugly woman who was sitting next to me escape to the back of the store?

I really have a feeling about the battle.

Neither I nor she have the capacity to pay just to make this place easier. If so, the only way to safely welcome tomorrow is to cut that path open on its own.

If there's one caveat, Mercedes has a status abnormality and is drunk. Even though primitive would have been enough force, the current situation is completely packed.

It's up to me if I can get through this.

It's burning a little.

Confirm enemy combat power.

It's been a long time since I've called this in.

Just look after a few people appropriately. Status window, Cammon.

Name: Johnny

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 19

Job: Restaurant Owner

HP: 292/309

MP: 0/0

STR: 70

VIT: 120

DEX: 161

AGI: 57

INT: 40

LUC: 48

Name: Bob

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 21

Job: Restaurant Employees

HP: 102/229

MP: 0/0

STR: 100

VIT: 110

DEX: 131

AGI: 97

INT: 10

LUC: 78

Name: Michelangelo

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 22

Job: Restaurant Employees

HP: 10/269

MP: 0/0

STR: 100

VIT: 90

DEX: 131

AGI: 77

INT: 20

LUC: 18

There's a mix of guys dying, but are you okay, Michelangelo? If you look closely, you look pale. You're sick because you can't peek at an injury like that.

Well, I understand the arm. I feel a little weaker than Osama, the adventurer who has always been involved in the drinker.

Nevertheless, if I compare it to my status, what will happen?

Name: Tanaka

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Level: 35

Job: Alchemist

HP: 3909/4609

MP: 99500000/99500000

STR: 375

VIT: 560

DEX: 852

AGI: 442

INT: 7922000

LUC: 29

Something's up in level.

Five to thirty-five. Thirty flights.

I wonder why.

Yeah, because I knocked out the high oak.

However, can this low LUC not be managed? How exactly does the one called LUC affect this world in the first place? If the current situation is said to be precise, it seems satisfactory.

Fair enough, in any case, escape has a feeling of leeway.

What a powerful legend I am.

"I'm sorry, but I can't give you that woman."

I just got backed up by a status window, me with a bigger attitude as soon as possible. Standing up from the couch, he walks to Tsukatsuka, the knight of the desiccated. It doesn't matter if the men get up, gently, dignified.

It is Mr Mercedes who shows how he fought for this not least.

Even in those circumstances, not letting a girl go in that arm is a testament to Gatilez.

I don't hesitate to mommy the opium.

The one you hold looks really nasty.

You look at me like Sophia.

"Hey, hey, I'm going to be you!?

"Please keep your mouth shut for a moment."

Stand beside her and turn to the other men who stare at us.

Left arm with legs shoulder-width apart and dripping. On the other hand, his right arm extends his index finger pinned and frontally at shoulder height horizontally with the ground so as to point to the man he's been talking about greatly.

"We're hosting the Tanaka Festival now."

"... ahh?

Right hand stretched to point at the man.

Pattin 'this, gently playing and ringing.

At the same time, several fireballs were called to an empty space in the room. Like whenever I weldanced through the back of a demonic nobleman, I make loud noises and scatter flames. One by one is volleyball big, and that's just a dozen.

If you hit all the bullets, even high oaks are a substitute for defeating them.

"Become... a wizard!?

The man's expression hardens.

"If you want to die, go ahead. First come, first served."

In response to this story, the men stood still.

"Huh, I'm scared of fireballs and my dick's gonna work!" "I'm a wizard, I can't make a big deal out of this tiny room!" "Yes, we have a few of them, how do we do it?" "" Suiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Men who come in a special attack with a scream as to why.

Brave. Very brave.

But being brave doesn't beat my fireball.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

A series of screams.

One shot at each of the impending men, the fireballs carefully landed. Because it operates to do so, it may be natural to say so. It doesn't come true to avoid it as anyone else. Overwhelming. Homing fireballs.

The fire that touches the subject immediately bursts and sprinkles the flames.

Thanks to you, a bursting flame flew over here. Because it's a narrow-handed incident, naturally. Soon the demonic nobility fold avoided the hassle, but today it seems to have accidentally fallen out of my head.

I wanted to show Mercedes what she looked like, and she seemed too uptight.

"Ahhh! Ahhh!"

I don't like it.

"Hey, you! What are you thinking about fireballing in such a small place!? You're out of your mind! Oh, hey, it's burning! Hair!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, my clothes just caught fire! Shit!"

The two of us panic and run out towards the entrance and exit.

He flew across the carburizing and rolling men's carcasses and escaped outdoors at a glance.

◇ ◆ ◇

I got out of the bokuri bar for a while. Me and the Fecal Knight and I were sitting at the bottom of a staircase in an alley in a color street, somewhat just steps, chilling our bodies warmed by booze and flames into the night breeze.

"... I would never thank you"

She even says in a grumpy way.

"You're the same."

"There's no such thing as a criminal slapping you in the mouth that looks great."

"So I think I explained that it was a wrongful crime..."

Thanks to being seared by the flames, I became less and less calm. I felt exposed to the night breeze and lost a few minutes of booze. Thanks to you, we can have a decent conversation.

I'm sure the shedding knight would feel the same way.

"I mean, why were you here? Just because you're gay doesn't mean you're not hungry enough to buy a woman in a drinker..."

"Oh, that must be Omae's fault. Ugh!?

"Why is it my fault?"

"Dragon, it's a dragon!? I can't believe we won! The last night I welcomed you as a person, when this happened, I just came to think that I was going to play with you, and, naturally! Touch it, rub it, suck it, lick it!

"Ah......"

"My colleagues have a lot of cute kids who do it, and they're same-sex, so they get involved indefensibly with it, and they tell me what to do with this! You're a jerk! It's not like they're gonna come! I want to make a baby!

…………

I see, you shitty knight, you have the same thought circuit as me.

Something strange because that makes me strangely intimate or something.

"So, I rolled out to an unfamiliar night out, and he said he was fooled by me"

"Huh..."

Your face turns bright red, Mercedes. Lovely.

"Well, that's not the same for you!

It leaves me to shame and anger to bark.

Sure, I was fooled, too.

"That's what Catch's sister was so cute..."

I wouldn't have fooled you if it wasn't for her.

Oh, my God, I just said honestly...

"... as it were, well, right. That kid was so cute."

It is an honest agreement that I have returned.

No way. A consensus.

I don't feel like someone else at last, even if I was fooled by the same deal.

"Didn't you think those breasts were seriously bad?

"Ugh, um, right. I was overwhelmed. I got pregnant and I sipped my breast milk."

"And his ass is big, his hips are cuddly bracketed, ah..."

"Damn, I can't regret just thinking back"

"Absolutely."

"I wanted to cum..."

"I wanted you to fella..."

If you two fantasize about Catch's Oneisan nudity, exchange ill feelings with it. Good sucking like talking to a close old friend. I didn't think the opportunity would come this year to talk about the good and the bad of others and women. And because the other girl is a teenager.

No way. The perverted talk continued to get stuffy until the sun began to seep into the sky.