Atelier Tanaka

Well, the afternoon game has begun.

There are some things that I think are different, but there's no way I can hit them from here already. To what extent can we look at the progress of things with serenity? It is strange because when we get here, on the contrary, we feel calmed.

"Now I'd like to move on to the semifinals."

It also helps the finals to be near and the venue is quite exciting. In response to the soy sauce face, the audience raised its voice. It was the brave men of the west who lost, but is it about the great men of the Penny Empire who are having trouble with that fact?

On the other hand, everyone who makes fun of other countries has a great opportunity to exit the Penny Empire. That's already a shitty look at the stage. I'm sure it's starting a talent scouting match or something under the water.

Per His Majesty and Chancellor, I presume you're feeling exactly narrow shoulders in the VIP table right now.

"Well, there are three games left in this tournament as well. It is the walls that surround the outer edge of Dragon City that have made it to the semifinals. Are we going to keep going to the finals like this? The boulder doesn't dress like that, so we'd like you to destroy it in this game somehow."

As always, the Lorigon is in the VIP seat, with cream on his cheeks.

Earlier it was just the cheek on the left, but now it's also petty on the right cheek.

Next door, his sire has a prayerful eye on the stage and against the wall. Further next door, with some excitement, the princess flickered eye contact on her soy sauce face. I guess you're just gonna have to make your turn.

I'm concerned that Mercedes, who stood beside her, would be mozzled if she did.

"Against this is Rutler Bachelor. Under that mask, what face is hidden in fulfillment? Everything is still riddled with mystery. Rumors continue outside the venue about that trait."

I told you something I don't even have in mind.

As you can see.

Name: Eid S. Hermes

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Level: 437

Job: Virgin

HP: 16120/16120

MP: 2080001/208001

STR: 12030

VIT: 10655

DEX: 101000

AGI: 13710

INT: 151210

LUC: 19420

In the end, the Virgin came just before the game.

Besides, today was the Virgin specification from the beginning.

Though she is a soy sauce face who greeted her by entrusting her with a desire, she enters the venue past the masses to walk everywhere without ever being alone. There is plenty of air magic from the window frame to the stage.

Maybe the whole venue means hostage.

I haven't lived with Dada for a long time. There was no gap between us.

"Then start the game."

Busamen announces the start of the game in a slightly shitty mood.

The wall is a wall no matter where you go, so you won't move from yourself when it comes to this. Naturally, it will be the Virgin who will actively set it up. He confronted Monolith in the front and began to emit some bumps and a chanting grunt of spells.

It still looks like a magic math to deal with.

A magic formation rises at your feet. The geometry painted on a bright white glow is as designed as I've seen it somewhere. Details are ambiguous, but I remember the overall configuration or the general positional relationship. I just can't remember where I saw it.

What magic.

"Oh? It's like I saw it somewhere."

A voice rose from the face-to-face live seat.

Apparently, he also remembers vertical rolls.

But I don't see how a wall could break on her where she used some good magic. The opponent is a wall that Lorigon really built. Scorching the surface would be sophisticated in the Virgin's status. That's what I find difficult when I don't have as much power as Dr. Editor.

Looking at the stage and thinking about it, he was inadvertently named.

"Tanaka, I'm sorry, just a little bit, okay?

"Oh, Mr. Neumann. What's the matter, sir?

When did Mr. Neumann come all the way to the side of his soy sauce face? Gogol broke his knee around his reading heart not reaching critical, and is positioned to hide himself from the audience in the live seats. The voice that calls this one is also a glitch to avoid sounding anything else.

I wonder what it is. Is it urgent?

"I'm sorry, don't you know Viscount Gay?

"Are you a gay Viscount?

"Oh, I'm getting a voice from a nobleman from another country asking me to introduce him. I guess I've noticed that I've been with you lately. I told him I was studying municipal government in this city, and he wants to meet and talk. He's the Duke of the North."

"I see, is that what you mean"

Indeed, there has been more opportunity here lately to act with Viscount Gay.

But it's not quite a big deal that even he gets headhunting from other countries, or Dragon City's influence. If you leave us alone, we'll all be gone from around Busamen.

"By the way, I say no to all the voices that want you."

"Thank you. It's very helpful because I've been busy here lately."

You're loved, Busamen.

It makes me feel like I have to work asexually.

On the other hand, what's wrong with Loricon's instincts that he craves for his daughter like that? A people-to-people relationship is built on these terribly distorted emotional structures. When you are in your thirties to forties, you are the generation that your friend and acquaintance can crave for your daughter.

Renaissance of biological instincts. I don't lie to my heart.

"I looked for it here, but I can't find it in the morning. I have also confirmed to Viscount Aufsteiner that I have not seen one since last night. I thought Tanaka might know something."

"With that said, sure, I haven't seen you since last night either"

I wonder where he went.

If it's not at his lover's, say somewhere else he's likely to go, oh, that's it. Wouldn't it be a hundred shottadicks left to Mr. Nannuzzi? I don't know, I guess I couldn't beat the quantity.

"If that's it..."

I tried to tell Mr. Neumann about the location of his wife's hot spring, so I thought.

Gay Viscount.

It is a gay Viscount.

…………

"What's up? If you know anything, I'd like you to tell me."

"... no, I just noticed something"

Maybe, maybe I will.

What was her specialty?

That's the thing.

"Notice that?

"Oh, never mind. That's not a big deal."

In doing so, the magic of the Virgin was completed.

A magic formation rises beneath the walls of the Lorigon as both arms are pushed forward in momentum. It consists of a design of the same lineage, shaped by a brilliance of the same colour as what was being made at her feet. The size is slightly larger than what was born earlier.

"Huh!"

A voiceless cry emanated from under the mask.

The sound of boom and low echoes, as well as the magic formations increase their brilliance. When the wind blows out of nowhere, he starts flashing his robe hard. Still, I've never been able to roll up Gogol's skirt.

I thought so, the next moment, the monolith disappeared from the top of the stage.

He had disappeared neglectfully while blinking. The chosen marks are in a beautiful hemispherical shape, and even the ice cream seems to have been stripped in the disher. The surface is also far-sighted and feels kind of very dangerous.

A few moments later, Dosun and the venue sounded wild.

If you pay attention to what's going on and what's going on, it's off-site. There was a wall rolling outside the stage. At its very heart, part of the stage is stuck because I think it has just been decided. The brilliant hemispherical shape will definitely be.

"Oh? I don't know how to throw it off-site with space magic."

A description came in from a vertical roll.

I guess that's what this is about.

From the audience where I heard this, there was a great deal of cheer. It's just a reaction to say if you've finally done it because it's a wall that has beaten all the faces, such as the Demonic Nobility and Professor Journal, all the way to the semifinals.

Instead, looking at the VIP table, His Majesty is still exposed to a dying face. On the other hand, it is the princess with a full grin. You're a parent and child who never gets tired of watching. By its side, Lorrigon looks like he regrets it.

"This match is the victory of Rutler Bachelor."

Let me state the judgment of the match from the soy sauce face.

Should we be happy that the wall has been defeated safely, or should we mourn that the Virgin has made it to the final? What a complicated mood as an organizer. On the other hand, in the audience, it's so exciting, well, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

"Excuse me, Mr. Neumann, but I need this opportunity."

"Huh? Oh, come on! What do you mean!?

"There's something I can't take off."

"Ma, stay! What do you want me to do? Tanaka!"

"Please keep moving."

I just declared the game over, and I'll hurry up and take a live seat. I am sorry for Mr Neumann, but we cannot afford to miss this opportunity. It hurries to the contact corridor at full speed already in order to make the chance of a thousand encounters a thing.

It is a move ahead of the Virgin going from the stage to the athletes' hall.

◇ ◆ ◇

Passage connecting the stage to the athlete's lobby. The soy sauce face waited in the middle of it.

After a while, the person you're looking for comes.

This is Viscount Adam Gaye, who Mr. Neumann has been searching for until now. Shortly after he turns around the corner of the aisle, he finds a flat yellow one ahead of him and stops walking perfectly. Convenient, we were to confront each other with a distance of just a few meters.

He has a slightly larger bag in his hand.

"Viscount Gay, I needed you just in time"

"Oh, Count Tanaka. What's going on here?

Starting with the attempted bombing of His Majesty at the opening ceremony and leading up to the intrusive noise of the Virgin, all of the series of incidents have taken place in restricted areas, except for those involved in the venue. Therefore, he thought that the killer was someone who had access to the inside or inside.

But I didn't know it was myself who pulled this in.

"It was a brilliant game. I didn't know you could fly walls off-site with space magic."

…………

Talking about it in the main, the expression solidified.

That's already stunningly freezing.

But it is also an event between blinking.

"Yeah, that was already a brilliant game. I was just going down this aisle, and I took the liberty of watching the game. The game of this hand is still only to be seen from close quarters. It's different, it's different."

"If that's the case, how about the final from the live seat?

"Are you sure?

"Yes, I hope the Viscount learns more for his future reign."

"Your consideration hurts"

Let me tell you something shabby, Gay Viscount.

But you don't lie in front of the status window.

Name: Eid S. Hermes

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Level: 437

Job: Virgin

HP: 16120/16120

MP: 18001/208001

STR: 12030

VIT: 10655

DEX: 101000

AGI: 13710

INT: 151210

LUC: 19420

I mean, you're draining on earlier space magic than I thought.

I thought it was a little easier magic because Dr. Editor and Kimoronge were in a row feeling like going to a neighborhood convenience store. Apparently, it wasn't even that simple. Maybe next time you want to talk to me.

"By the way, are you sure you want to proceed with your next game? Count Tanaka."

"I've asked Mr. Neumann for you."

I noticed it in my mouth.

Speaking of which, I left Gogol in the live seat.

Mr. Neumann, how are you doing? If I sit next to you, Mr. Brown Lolita will make my heart go round bare. If he had a crush on his beloved daughter, Michelle, it would have all slipped out, too.

Sexual communication with a beautifully grown daughter.

I'm sure dads all over the world dream of such a miracle once and have children and carry their paychecks home at all costs. At least, please, at least, around high school, I was wondering if you could take a bath with me. I live my days so fervently.

The Bible says adultery is the best. Adam and Eve made the world out of adultery. Noah, his late teenager, also served with his daughters and granddaughters in Noah's Paco boat. Hence the memories of the gods, inscribed in our genes, who whisper to increase the number by offending their own children.

Your daughter's judgment and how she noticed her dad's black desire.

"Are you sure?

"Mr. Doris is here, so there won't be a problem."

"Are you sure?

"Yeah, you can rest assured if you leave it to her"

Well, how can you?

Although it is easy to assemble without question, the exterior is completely gay Viscount. It's the most disgusting thing about pushing the bastard down. If the outfit had remained a beautiful girl, she would have happily buried her face in her crotch.

"Then Count Tanaka, I have other business to attend to…"

The Virgin begins walking again to the holding room.

I can hear the cutlets and boots pounding the floor strangely loud. Eventually, its body passes aside so that it is different from its soy sauce face. Blonde hair long enough to touch her shoulders carried sarah and a good scent to the nasal cavity of Busamen, even in the corners of her sight. Ron, hair. Seriously, I envy you.

Let's do it. Do it.

"By the way, Virgin. Do you like fireballs?

"Huh!?

He watches the fireball on his back without looking back.

She flied away in flighty magic.

But it's made of flat yellow, homing around the subject's flesh. I landed a bullet in my right leg as I aimed. Zudon and bursting sound. At the same time, the blood splashes spicy and dyes one end of the aisle red. Thousands of cuts. Flying from knee to bottom, down the street, it rolls.

The Virgin, who had lost her bottom from her knees, fell on the spot.

"Huh... since when have you noticed?

With her fallen posture, the Virgin looks up at this one and asks.

The expression is full of bitterness.

"Ever since we met,"

I can't honestly answer that. Magnificently blow your magic spine.

I noticed how to do it now. To be honest, it was critical safe. I would never tell you that. The target is five hundred years old. If we were honestly interacting, it would be och to be seen at our feet.

To give you credibility, let's include a supplementary explanation.

"You visited me as a gay Viscount to crumble the Penny Empire from the inside out. It's hard to stand out and do this to the Penny Empire in today's Great Sacred Kingdom. It must have been a great opportunity for this tournament."

I didn't think you were turning into a man.

Even if it turns out, it depends on what I thought was the aim around the princess.

"You initially moved to crush this tournament."

It would also be the Virgin who planted the explosives in His Majesty's chair.

The gay Viscount was free to walk around the venue.

"However, you found someone you knew in the tournament. The participant hid himself to hide being a member of the Grand Holy Nation, and he was dressed just like you are today. With your eyes on this, you came up with the idea of using our games."

…………

A handsome man looking up at Busamen, trying to shelter his injured leg.

You look good until you expose yourself to exactly the disadvantage right now, so you look great. When I saw it from the side, the soy sauce face was the bad guy, and the gay Viscount was on the side of justice. That's the sight I'm getting myself into. I wonder how much virtue I have gained in my previous life, I could be born into your face like this.

"We're about to crush the tournament once, and that encounter must have been a coincidence. As a result, you defeated the brave men of the west in front of the audience. After that, you'll just overwhelm the finals and proclaim the name of the Great Holy Nation on the podium."

"... the boulder is Count Tanaka, isn't it? Great guess."

Yay, you were right.

I'm a little happy.

"The Penny Empire already has no future. How about that? Would you like to return with me to the Grand Holy Land? Now let's embrace the people of this city, not just you. I value you very much. It's never a lie."

"Thank you. That's a very fascinating suggestion."

Besides, she is a boulder Virgin around coming to flex the face of Dragon City in a fast attack. I switched plans instantly and intellectually came to make a profit, whatever my emotions were. I don't quite like that about her. As a work partner, it can also be described as ideal.

If this was Pea's opponent, he'd be quick and reverse giddy.

"We will only have a few that want cute male hookers. If drugged is good, the Grand Holy Nation is the best producer on the continent. Make it easier for you to feel comfortable using it for a long time. Well, if you're as much of a healing magic user as you are, you're going to cure your addiction."

However, the Virgin made one fatal mistake.

"Excuse me, but my preference is for a pretty girl like you."

…………

"Well, by now, the flesh has already been lost."

A bastard uses a woman's language, even if she understands the contents, it's disgusting.

You definitely don't want anyone to see you talking like this right now.

Definitely something to be mistaken for.

"We have planted several explosives in Dragon City similar to the ones you already found. At the moment of my desperation, all of it is a mechanism to burst. If you were going to do this to me right now, I wouldn't recommend it very much."

"... I see"

"For example, your precious maid will be exposed to an unbroken appearance."

Naturally, that's what you're going to say.

I don't know if it's true or not unless the time has actually come.

However, if you think of the obsession you hang on to her raw, that's usually going to do it. I've seen you and Sophia talk a lot lately. It's not strange to be presenting explosives in the form of accessories, for example.

That maid, if it's a gift from a handsome man, she'll definitely get it.

If the sight of the past, which I thus recalled, was also a fabric stone for this moment, would the boulder be a princess or something? Perhaps she is convinced that Busamen will not go any further forcibly. And the fact is, Busamen can't do this to her on this occasion.

…………

What should I do?

Shall we all saddle up for the Grand Holy Nation? When you think about it calmly, you don't have any problems with it. If only Mr. Richard would give me a go sign, I wouldn't feel like a realistic option.

Think virginally and you won't imitate betrayal afterwards.

"What do you want to do? Count Tanaka."

But somehow, being spoken by a woman in the face of a gay Viscount is still disgusting. I wanted you to at least get into the girl's body, not to mention to deceive her surroundings. I wanted you to enter the body of a young, adorable virgin.

"Right......"

Perhaps the situation is antagonistic.

You'll just want to get them out somehow. I just don't have any cards to hang up already. At the same time, time is on their side. Next to the current game settled, the soy sauce face is over time and the game is over.

Make sure you think about it.

I wonder if you have a good hand.

It was during those events.

"Nancy won this game! I never thought I'd defeat the eastern brave man in one blow. Wow. I don't know why I should do it. I wonder if Dada once took Count Tanaka's neck?

The voice of the vertical roll accidentally jumped in from the venue.

Seriously.

Nancy, you mean Dark Munchkin. Besides, the match she's playing right now, her opponent should have been the brave one in the east. I don't think it's possible for her to beat him, no matter how she scratches her feet, considering the status, but what about there?

That was the performance that was not an exaggeration to call superior compatibility.

And a series of astonishments seemed the same for the Virgin as well.

"Huh..."

He stares at the venue looking terribly surprised.

I guess it was an arithmetic to decide one-to-finish with myself and the brave men of the east. From previous matches, the power of the Dark Munchkin is also known to the Virgin. I'm sure he has the same sentiment as Busamen did when the brave men of the west defeated him.

"Holy Virgin, one suggestion, why don't we go back to the venue, too?

"... ok"

It was also the same for her to want to check the situation.

Make sure he snorts, Busamen heels on his leg, which has flown a thousand slices.

The two of us rush to the venue amicably.

As soon as you go down the aisle in the form of a return journey, you're right outside. The sight separates us by a few dozen meters or so and now we come to the stage just after the game. I could confirm the brave man in the east, who fell and lay on the ground off-site, and the Dark Munchkin standing in the center of the stage.

Indeed, it is as the vertical roll said and showed.

However, she was wearing the robe that was flown by Allen again and appeared with her face hidden away. In spite of all the discoveries already made, why did you join us in a hard to get around outfit? Very suspicious.

Big, shapely butts, thanks to you, can't get a satisfactory view either.

Name: Ska

Gender: Female

Race: High Demon

Level: 5938

Job: Demon King

HP: 219500000/219500000

MP: 1089000000/1089000000

STR: 10537500

VIT: 9677402

DEX: 3204442

AGI: 4204442

INT: 10778030

LUC: 2023329

Is it popular, like this?

Due to the haste of the disturbance surrounding the Virgin, it was the fault of the soy sauce face that had not been confirmed beforehand. But I didn't think it would come from the semifinals by any chance. Moreover, in this case, I am very curious as to where the original contents have gone.

If you recall the erotic Brazilian shape, you can't help but wish him well.

The Demon King was a complete lolita in the first place. Nancy, on the other hand, is now exposed to a silhouette that she can't possibly lolita no matter what she thinks. I can see the height of the tappa that makes the munchy boin feel.

I wonder what's going on.

That and the tremendous momentum make me wonder.

"Apparently, it wasn't our mistake."

"... sounds like it"

Could that be it? Deformational magical.

Kimorongue is turning into a good person if you recall, and it's a huge dragon to get to Lorigon. If you think of those casual acts of outsiders, it doesn't seem impossible to turn them into others either.

However, I don't hear about people having done that, so I was wondering if it was high-level magic on its own. As a matter of fact, participants in the tournament also used a mask for all anonymous frames. If transformative magic exists, you don't have to go out of your way to mask or anything.

"Where he lost, it doesn't change what I do. It is only from the brave men of the east to the knights of the great holy kingdom that we control the Games. That fact will be widely communicated to the rest of the world. The prestige of the Great Holy Nation is certain, while the Penny Empire is reprehensible from all nations."

…………

Honestly, the details are sappy.

No, the details are also sappy.

Just as a matter of fact, there is a Demon King standing on the stage, and at the same time the Virgin does not seem to realize that there is a Demon King hiding under the robe. The next game, she will never come to the opponent without cowering.

I don't even have to check the results.

That's what I thought, and I realized. Though the aim of the high LUC of the contemplated maid, I wonder if the goal could be at this moment. Without her, it was definitely Dragon City officials who were coming to the finals.

That could be Dr. Editor, it could be Lorigon, it could be Estelle. Either way, I would have been supposed to expose my dear acquaintance to the threat of the Demon King from my own judgment as nobody else.

If you think about it like this, it's like your spine freezes.

"I wonder what's wrong?

You're going to do something about it, Virgin.

As an organizer, Busamen have an obligation to clean up the tournament. There's talk of not being at the tournament already, but let's sit back here until the end of one thing. Because Sophia fed me in a beautiful way that didn't exist any more.

No matter what the Demon King thinks and visits the Games, his judgment will change.

"... Asylum to the Grand Holy Nation, thank you very much"

"Hehe, that's wise. I thought Count Tanaka would snort. I haven't hated those things about you for a long time. This is true, isn't it? If you want to be honest, I will use it for a long time."

"Thank you for your concern"

Why don't you ask her to wipe her own ass?

◇ ◆ ◇

That's how we got to the finals, where the two players already line up on the stage.

The Dark Munchkin Reunited Demon King remains wearing a robe. I don't know what she thought and hid herself and came to the finals. It's just that right now, at this moment, for us in Dragon City, we can be poisons and drugs. Turn it into a God of Destruction, Savior.

On the other hand, the gay Viscount who comes to this, speaking, as in previous games, has an anonymous style that covers his entire body with a mask and robe. At the point of climbing the podium, I guess you're going to be replaced by the original participant, the Holy Knight. Until then, the Virgin must work hard.

"... Demon King?

Gogol's shoulder shook pickly after reading through the brain of his soy sauce face.

The face also changes to something harsh.

Yeah, that's right. I'm a demon king, demon king.

…………

It was definitely the semifinals that were replaced.

Gogol didn't seem to realize it until now, either, and that means we were totally fooled. There's no sign of an editor teacher or a lorigon flying in. Perhaps you are fooled as one person without exception.

So Gogol wants you to run away now.

I'd appreciate it if you could keep your voice on anyone else you know.

I don't even think the Demon King went to the tournament for the bounty. Now is the time to make a big deal out of it, but I don't know what kind of applause to move to Destroy Mode. I want you to at least move to a safe place, just inside yourself, before that happens.

"... what about you?

"Little bit? I wonder what's wrong?

"Oh, excuse me"

Gogol and I were having a brain ops conference, and I got the blame from the vertical roll. From the top of the stage, I don't just say I'm ready, but my gaze is on Busamen from both athletes. It's going to be hard to make them have a place any longer.

Interrupt the Gogol conference and turn your consciousness to guide the finals.

"Finally, we've done it, and this tournament is finally our last game. Which one of you will get a thousand gold coins, which is the winning prize? Cry or laugh. This will all decide. Thank you to the audience for your attention…"

No way, get ready and call to start the finals -.

"I'm not going to start that game!

Just before I tried, Estelle broke into the venue.

That sounds like a voice that passes well already and runs off the communication aisle that leads to the athlete's holding room. It is in a straight line towards the stage. What's more, there's a chain in his hand, and before it's connected, seriously? A scratchy dark munchkin is being dragged.

The gripper is also full of creativity, and there are abrasions and cuts on the skin, so there is no doubt that there was a lot of dispute between the two. Reminds me of the status of the two, which makes me feel like we've been fighting pretty good.

"Oh? I wonder what this is all about?

The voice rose from the vertical roll, naturally.

The venue begins to flaunt as soon as possible. That's right. There are people who should be standing on the stage if they are meant to be. The appearance doesn't even change to gray gear, and if that's the unmistakable state of error finding, then the question is in.

In that one, Estelle barked loudly.

"She's on stage. She's fake. Yikes! The real thing is this way.

I have a feeling Lolivich pointed todome at the tournament.

Demon King, if this happens, you haven't waited.

This kid's good at pulling people from elsewhere, isn't he?

"Ooh, what's wrong with this? There are two Nancy players. It looks too much like someone else. If you follow the words of FitzClarence, she's more on stage than she was originally, but this is going to need to be confirmed."

No way, the soy sauce face takes a live seat and heads to the stage.

With this in mind, it's the real Dark Munchkin who showed the change.

"Huh..."

He stares at me like I'm terribly frightened.

Because Lorivich dragged me around, my skin is dirty. You look terribly pathetic while you roll to the ground. He seems to have lost his hips, and his desperate beginnings to fall back with his buttocks on suggests an abusive

"Holy shit! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

"May I ask you to explain the circumstances?

"Well, it's not like you ever betrayed me. I..."

"Mr. Boo?

When repeatedly asked, she finally opened her mouth.

"I was called out after the quarterfinals! Instead of giving them the same amount as the winning prize, they just told me to replace them in the final! Well, nothing else has been notified. Wow, wow, I just did what I was told!

"I'm confirming one thing, do you know what their qualities are?

"And I don't! It's true! Who is that woman!?

"Is that true?

"Huh..."

When I stared at him with a serious face, Boo's expression was strong.

She has a reputation for betrayal, so I honestly don't think she revealed everything. It was up to me to think that there might have been some more interaction between the two of us. Then how long would you have done that?

A shadow was inadvertently born behind her.

It's Gogol.

Gogol's approaching behind Dark Munchkin.

Within the reading heart area.

The hand was gently placed on her shoulder.

"Huh!?

"... came to destroy Ningen in a dark continent."

The fact that it was described as hard.

The look on Boo's face turns stunning as he looks back.

"GO, GOGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!

The louder it sounded throughout the venue, the louder the scream.

Apparently you know the Brown Lolitas. Unexpectedly feathering a facial arts show, Dark Munchkin exercises flying magic and floats in the sky in a waistless style. You'd have the soul guts to drag Estelle away but run away.

I just grabbed her head like that, Gogol. Drag it down at your disposal and push its cheeks gooey over the stage. Busamen feel his heart tremble as he sees the powerful brown lolita stand.

I truly hoped to get there again someday myself.

"Ya, help me! They threatened me! If we don't cooperate, there's no life."

"I see."

The suppressed dark munchkin looks up at the soy sauce face with a gaze.

The look on my face that is going to make me cry even now is extremely abetting.

"The other guy is the demon king, no way, you can defy him!?

Yeah, I think you're right.

"Right Ugh!? So, I..."

It's good to be able to stare at you with a gaze. I'm extremely excited to be begged for my life by a beauty with a good style, with tears. I am reminded that this is festive. I'd rather binta my cheeks with a bunch of bills and offend hard from the back. Whilst spanking my ass.

"Why do you keep talking about things that are convenient to you for so long?

That being the case, there was an inadvertent reaction from the top of the stage.

The Lord of the voice comes from under the robe.

It is a sound that does not resemble a dark munchkin.

Definitely, the voice of the Demon King.

"I'm not sure I brought a suggestion here. But when I revealed my identity, wasn't it a pleasure to make you snort? As something close to the same demon, I had a lot of sympathy for your stories, but was that a lie, too?

"Huh..."

"Didn't you even wish you would leave the game to yourself? He wants to bring down Ningen with that hand. That's why I entrusted you with the game and watched it until today. But was that and this a lie, too?

"Oh, well, that's..."

Over the mask, the demon king staring at the dark munchkin.

I knew I seemed to have betrayed him with all my might from the beginning.

Besides, right now, at this moment, even the Demon King is changing himself to try to betray me. The boulder is a dark munchkin. While Gogol has touched you, you can still appreciate the amount of nerve you have in lying. I even learn to be rather relieved by the same standing behavior.

Dark munchies have to be like this, after all.

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

"Is that true?

…………

Boo is cute to expose the look like the end of the world.

A series of stand-up behaviors are completely dirty artists.

You can't just leave me alone.

I want her as she is until one day I put a slave collar back on that neck and let her serve you in Won style. I want you to look at the soy sauce face with a remorseful look on your face, and still lean back in one obedient style, welcome.

I don't know, I'm starting to feel a little bit better.

"Don't worry, Mr. Boo. I don't blame you."

"... hey, what?

"Because you are very weak. The exposure of its weakness, however, is all a result given from extreme environments. It's a weakness I wouldn't normally expose. If I were in the same position as you, I'm sure I'd make the same choice as you."

…………

"You did what you deserved as a living thing."

It betrayed me at the best possible time, too.

To exit the Great Sacred Kingdom is a development without further ado.

As for the issues concerning the Virgin, it is enough to assume that this has cleared it up. However, the difficulty of a concurrent quest is enormous. Then it shall be the show of the arm of Busamen, how he hath cleared it.

If we make it through this, everything will fit in circles.

Isn't this one place where you work hard?

"Excuse me, Mr. Estelle, but take her outside the stage"

"Huh? Oh, uh, what about that..."

"Well, let's start the finals."

MC, we'll do everything we can to move forward.

Estelle and Dark Munchkin, Gogol are just off stage, and Busamen are on the run to get their original job straight. Don't go back to your live seat, take action yourself again standing in the center of the stage. Let me introduce you to the athletes with a high voice.

"On the left from the VIP table, Ska, the most powerful and exalted Kirin child of the demonic world in history, is a contemporary demon king who finally came back to the modern age at 500 years! Apparently, she was also interested in our event. I'm surprised you switched in."

"... hmm"

In response to Busamen's introduction, she moved.

The arm moves, and the robe and mask are removed in one breath. What emerged from below was naked, reminding me of a bright white albino, just like the Demon King I had seen at all times. I also remember myself for that appearance.

However, for some reason only today, it has grown considerably. That's the kind of body you paint dark munchies with in white. If she grew up meeting in the Great Holy Nation, this is what would happen, like.

…………

Could it have really grown up?

Has it passed five hundred years?

If so, Demon King, it is disillusionment.

Othin is confused about the type of out-of-the-way lolita that gets bigger along the way, even though it was a lollipop at the beginning of its appearance. I get all sorts of worries about which one is who it really is and which one it will sell in the future.

If you showed up as a toddler, I wanted you to be a toddler until the end.

But the breast pump over the vertical roll and the cheap ass, I want to get it out extremely raw.

"Now, speaking of this unprecedented and mighty enemy, what a prized Virgin of the Grand Holy Nation rushed down! From the first fight to the final, the time to take the robe that hid its appearance would mean that it finally came!

"Count Tanaka! What is this all about?!?

A voice of condemnation was raised by the Virgin to block the dialogue between the soy sauce faces.

That would be so.

But as you can see.

And I want you to stop speaking women in Viscount Gay's voice.

"As I was told this way, it looks like Nancy was replaced by the Demon King. Thanks to this, it has been another opportunity to defeat her. With the help of the Virgin, I hope to restore peace to the world."

"Become..."

By the way, the venue is completely abandoned.

The world is a demon king. Although it's busy saying he's a demon king, I guess no one has actually seen him. I also helped the contemporary demon king look horribly beautiful, and, uh, what are you talking about? It has an atmosphere like this.

Is it fortunate that we are not in a disturbing uproar because of it?

"You've changed a lot since I saw you before?

"Huh..."

For the first time since I came here, the Demon King opened his mouth.

That gaze captures the Virgin.

"Let's get you out of here in the corner."

The Virgin floated herself with flying magic to escape the stage with us first. But it was also during the bundle that its body lifted to the universe. As if struck by lightning, he fell to the floor and rolled, wondering if he had spasmodically cramped with a vicun.

Turning to her like that, the right arm of the Demon King moves.

It moves like a sweep up from the bottom.

Then something fuzzy crept out of the flesh of a gay Viscount in a robe about what had happened. The soy sauce face has seen this many times in the past. He's a spirit. Whenever the editor teacher or Ms Nannuzzi here these days was.

And speaking of its appearance, it is a beautiful girl of the world.

She's also different from the one I met in the Great Holy Land. I guess the way she exposes herself is the original girlfriend that it was lost hundreds of years ago. Around mid teens when I was old. Is it about the same age as Estelle or Zophy? So cute.

It is the color of the hair and skin that makes the thin, clear flesh unknown, but adorable for the ravioli and the corners.

Even more naked.

"Become..."

The look on the face of the Virgin stripped by the Spirit is a colour of amazement. He looks in a terrible panic and looks down at the body he's been fitting in. The flesh as a gay Viscount loses its support and butterflies over the stage, falling and not even moving with Pickle.

I saw her like that and cheered from the venue.

"Let it be, it's the Virgin!" "It's true! It's the Virgin!" "I've seen it in church too! O, the Virgin who fought the Demon King five hundred years ago!" "You look like you're hanging from a painting!" "What a divine figure you are!" "Ho, you really are a Virgin! I can't believe there's a day coming for you!" "Virgin! Holy Virgin!

Apparently, the figure of the first Virgin was world-famous.

Thanks to this, the audience began to understand the situation. If the Virgin is real, the Demon King against her is real again.

"Hey then, that white one..." "Ma, the demon king should come to this place!" "No, but the magic of the Demon King did crush the castle!?" "So what!" "Count Tanaka said that that dark elf had betrayed you!" "That dark elf brought me here!" "Dark Elves were the hand of the Demon King!?

As a result, the dark elf industry has a pinch hunch because of one dark munchkin.

Instead, if you glance at her, there's a look at her in the corner of the venue, where Estelle took her and nabbed her. It seems particularly frightening in the light of the gaze poured from the audience. It's just that, if the Demon King asks you to cooperate immediately, you don't think you can say no to the boulders.

"Holy Virgin! Kill the demon king!" "With the Virgin, you can rest assured! What a shot at the Demon King!" "The first Virgin defeated the Demon King by herself!" "Yes! There's a demon king, and if there's a Virgin, it's settled!" "The first Virgin was the most powerful of all time!" "Then don't worry!

A voice of anticipation from the audience turns to the Virgin.

Now the venue is one around the Virgin.

Five hundred years worth of bumps came around.

…………

Thanks to you, your face is still going to cry.

No way she can beat the Demon King.

Wouldn't you like to take a leak at a spirit?

"Well, then I'd like to start the finals"

"Count Tanaka! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Please!"

A gaze is directed from the Virgin.

Now if the other guy was handsome like a gay Viscount, I'm sure he would have ignored it. But they're beautiful girls. Now the Virgin is a prettier girl than she was before. Although the background is a bit clear, I can't leave you alone as a virgin.

"By the way, I have one question for the Demon King."

"... what a strong man"

"May I ask why you were taken to such a place?

"Not now."

Her nose sounded terribly boring, and she continued.

"Shall we make up our minds to kill Ningen? I heard you were gathering ningen to fight me. Why don't you rule me over this, nobody else. Isn't Ningen panicking about the big layers? At least I can frustrate your nose."

"What are you going to do with it frustrating your nose?

"You are strong. But Ningen is vulnerable to loneliness. And you're not Ningen. So I can make sure I win."

"... I see"

The contemporary Demon King is not raised by the Virgin by Dada. I'm afraid thinking is exactly the same. I would be very curious to know if the person is aware of it or not. Though I won't because I think it's going to be reverse guile if I point it out.

"But enough, it's no bother. It'll end everything on this occasion."

"What are you going to do?

"Kill the woman there first. No one has ever hated you more. The woman who brought me up like this will never forgive me."

"Huh..."

The demon king waved his arm.

If a giant fireball is created accordingly, head straight for her. It is a fireball to the Demon King throughout this period. Could it have made a movement or something? No, not if you're thinking about that now.

From daughter to mother, a domestic violence looms.

"Stonewall!

In contrast, Busamen, who aim for the mother-daughter bowl, gnocchi the monolith consciously for the hardest here.

Fireballs landed without holding your hair in place. Spread the spark.

Protected ahead, the Virgin is safe.

It's just crouching on the spot and getting round. Apparently I couldn't even afford to just run away. Or maybe the experience of being cut off in the Great Holy Nation is traumatizing in her. In fact, I can see fright in that look.

Where we saw that appearance, the Virgin Cole from the audience was lost.

On the other hand, there was a crack in the surface when it came to the condition of the wall produced by Busamen. It would be shattered if I took it next time. Even if it's the only magic that wins. In the unlikely event of being moved to a melee, the instantaneous killing is definitive. I just want to make sure that fact is not understood.

"Are you going to stand in my way? You would have made this girl struggle again. How come you have the in-laws to help? This daughter has deceived the people, deceived the country, deceived everything. Even if I kill you, do I need to protect you?

"That's for me to decide"

…………

A determined hunch now.

When the game is over, maybe the Virgin can introduce me to a virgin girl.

"It's the daughter there who brought the modern demon king back to life in this way, isn't it?

"I know, sir."

"Is the title of the Virgin so important?

"What do you mean?

"If you want the world to perpetuate the presence of the Virgin, the poor minister elf whose daughter was about to kill deserves much more. He was the one who possessed enough qualities for the Virgin. What a far cry from the truth is the name of the world of men"

That must be about Dr. Editor.

The teacher is a poor elf cute.

For some reason, the Demon King has praised you, poor Dr. Elf.

I'm as happy as I am.

"If I give her to you, will you pay the outrage against people?

"No, I made up my mind. They want to destroy a creature called Ningen."

"If so, you have no reason for me to give her up to you."

"... ho"

From the audience, speculation begins to fly over that and this against the Virgin, who never sees any signs of movement. I also helped where the Demon King made me speak this way, and the majority of it had changed from suspicion of her.

"Superior. If you say so much, you'll kill me."

Talk just dropped a paragraph, announcing the start of the finals at last.

Strengthen yourself to a tingly atmosphere.

In the middle of all that, my voice sounded inadvertently from the side of the stage.

"Demon King, I won't let you!

It was a heartfelt cry.

The demon king and the soy sauce face are better than the original, and everyone's gaze turns to the venue, including everyone else. Then there, when did you move, the figure of the princess of the Penny Empire? She went up to the stage and Zunzun and walking did come midway down the stage to us.

"... what are you..."

"I am the princess of the Penny Empire. But in front of the common enemies of mankind called the Demon King, the small framework of nations and so on makes no sense. I am here to fulfill my mission. If you want to kill the Virgin, kill me first."

…………

This is for sure.

Princess, I'm just here to ask for the finale of my life. Spread your hands wide and appeal to yourself with a full grin if you don't protect your soy sauce face or the Virgin. If someone doesn't know the circumstances, they must be more sacred than the Virgin.

'Cause I haven't thought about it entirely later.

Stuff roll's flowing, princess's brain.

If you look at Chirali and the VIP seats, His Majesty is staring at this one with a bright blue face. He's so gabbly, he's got a prayerful look on the stage. Why didn't my dad stop me?

"Fine, then you'll kill me."

"Yeah, do it."

The answer is terribly grand.

Normally, I don't see any movement where I seem to tremble at tension. Come on, kill me, kill me now, it's just a stand-up dance. The expression was also ecstatic somewhere, as if even the nasty pills had been kicked out.

"I'm sure the presence of me was raw for this day. I am so delighted to have been able to come to this moment. A proud demon king's blow in history, with this we get our original form. Yes, it is beyond that that that my fulfilment…"

Completely crazy to go with a tongue bella that cracks deep.

The way you speak to look up to heaven, I can only assume that you are being administered medicines.

I don't care what you think, I want to be fellatio.

"... what are you after?

"Aim? What are you talking about?

Thanks to this, the Demon King hesitates as well.

I'm pointing my gaze at something wrong with him. If I get my hands on it badly, I'll get a counter or something. But unfortunately, our princess is utterly defenseless. Strongly speaking, I am having an episode. I'm sure I'm doing everything I can to wet my crotch.

It's on the boulder, so let me give you a call.

"Princess, on the boulder this place..."

"Please keep the Earl of Tanaka quiet. Now I'm talking to the Demon King. As the representative of mankind, I am speaking with this man. How can I say Count Tanaka, I will never forgive you for giving me an opinion right now"

…………

They called me Pisciari.

The voice color was serious.

I was a little scared.

The broken tongue tip was chilling.

"... out of the way. Retreat."

Whimpering small, the Demon King's arm is waved.

At the next moment, a magic formation emerged at the princess's feet. I thought so, and the look scratched out. Something comes up and a voice comes out of the room. I panic with a few soy sauce faces wondering if they really killed me.

Just discover that figure in the corner of your vision.

Discover the princess clinging to Her Majesty in the guest seat.

"Yes, let me go, Father! I have to stop the Demon King!

"Wait, oh, what are you going to be!?

"Still going. Shh! If we go now, when will we go? Awesome!

Apparently, they put him back where he was.

Demon King, I'm getting pretty cautious. Any more odd cards will be cautious. I guess this moment is a pretty important situation for her, too. Otherwise, I'm sure the princess had a real nostalgia.

When is the relative to the soy sauce face stirring up her sense of crisis towards humanity? He also said he was strong this time. Or maybe he moved the Split Princess in the direction of out-of-town certification. Lorigon, nice to meet you. Strange things are turning into people.

Either way, thanks to you, we were able to reaffirm the purpose of the Demon King. Her purpose now seems to be to defeat Busamen. I don't know how it was before I found out who I was, but if this happens, it would be an arithmetic to get ready and kill me.

He's definitely coming to get it.

The words came out of his mouth with frustration.

"Die, you ningen"

The demon king who kicked the ground approaches under his soy sauce face.

Shit.

Faster than I thought.

Overwhelmingly fast.

Not very, but inevitable. Recovery magic in time or not. Supports healing magic and strengthens oneself to the present. The status of overwhelming others never seems to be Dada. It is at least reminded that it is impossible to beat her with physical abilities.

"Huh..."

However, the impact never pierced the body. Even at the next moment the flesh, thought to be a fine piece of wood dust, still retains its shape, though. The consciousness is certain. For some other reason, when I realized it, I was floating high in the sky.

Under my eyes I can see the smaller tournament venue.

Quite expensive.

Apparently, we've been moved by space magic. I feel people's signs beside me and look back. Then, if you reach out, there are signs of people where they can be touched. No one else is magically supporting Busamen, Dragon City's proud genius alchemist.

"... apparently, you made it"

That's just how she talks. She was getting much smaller. Specifically, the proud thighs had completely disappeared from the ground up. It's like a plastic model that's lost its parts, and only from the waist to the top floats like a puppet.

The massive amount of blood that has been blown out is pouring right down to the ground right now.

"Editor......"

"Tell the dragon I'm downstairs to thank you. Yu, he's the one who created the respite..."

…………

The stare of the soy sauce face, there was a giant dragon there.

It is a lorigon.

"Gu, gu, gu, gu..."

We met and we were in our initial appearance, and with that forehead we were taking the Demon King's blow.

After a few moments, the violently blown blood stains her giant man bright red. The roughly shaky body lay down to crush the stage with a loud ground sound with the Zung, not even stomping as it was.

…………

Stop it, please.

That makes you sad.