Atelier Tanaka

In conclusion, we went through the modern age and arrived in the past five hundred years ago.

The scale of the pocket watch was greatly skewed because of the bird.

"I'm so sorry"

The place is unchanged, in front of a cave unknown anywhere on the Dark Continent. Though in the future a hundred years later, it was the same place, but at the moment, five hundred years ago, by the way, the trees were growing, and the sights were slightly different.

Among them, the soy sauce face bows its head to the teacher and becomes in the middle of an apology.

"Yes, no, I don't mind this much"

"But..."

"If you are with us in this way, we can go back to the original times by setting the scale correctly again. If the position of the needle is uneven after the movement, it's a bit of a hassle, but this time it doesn't seem that way either."

Please answer with a smile, Doctor, Seriously Goddess.

I accidentally want to pledge allegiance.

"Five hundred years ago..."

"What's up? Something bothering you, too?

"If it was this long ago, wouldn't the Immortal King be somewhat weak?

"Well, I guess he's inferior in strength."

"If we go back a long time, we'll be weaker, right?

"I can understand what you're saying. But you better avoid that."

'... why not?

"In the next four hundred years, that one intervenes in a dispute between nations in the Granus Wetlands. With this, tens of thousands of human lives will be lost and hundreds of thousands and nations with populations will perish, but if we take over his people in this day and age, none of it will have happened."

'Isn't that a good thing? For you and Ningen.'

"I can't even say that's all. Those who would have died would have survived, and the nation would have perished. As long as food and land are finite, there will be some that will die instead, and there will be a nation that will be lost"

…………

"Perhaps in that future those you know may not have been born. When it comes to coming from another continent, like this man, the story will be somewhat different. But the people in your town will be significantly affected."

"What happens to that?

"By the time we kill the Immortal King, it will disappear from the future"

"Eh..."

"That's why I sealed space-time magic as a contraindication"

'... no, it's not good to be cowardly after all'

"I don't think it's anything cowardly, but the risks involved should be considered"

Using the conversation between the two as an ear, what had previously bothered me was resolved. Apparently, the magic of the teacher also has a time-machine aspect that the soy sauce face understands. I guess that's why we in the future have also been defeated by the Immortal King.

"And if you're going to try, you're going to be the Immortal King."

"... are you going to try?

"So, hypothetically. You'd better have more options to choose from."

"If challenging, it is desirable, if possible, just before the Princess of the Kingdom of Nipple inherits the power of the Immortal King. If you were able to defeat it at that point, no matter how crazy history went, the impact would be only a few days after you moved to the Cherry Kingdom."

"I see."

If it's a few days or so, Estelle can get pregnant or fall for a shota dick hell.

"That's why I think you should avoid trying head-on"

"Yes, I think I'm right too"

Again, let's not sue the Immortal King directly.

As of now, they can't win no matter how they scratch.

"Huh!

That's how he did it, and Mr. Bird rang out in his voice.

Now turn your consciousness to his stare at something.

There's a cave there where I've been talking to Boy until now. And from the inside of it, there will be a sound of footsteps. It is highly unlikely that their opponents are the same humanity, given the pattern of places called the depths of the dark continent.

"Mm, I don't want to. We're gonna hide!

"Understood."

I followed the instructions and jumped into the grass in a great panic.

I won't forget to hold Mr. Bird.

A few moments late, it's salt plums like a teacher to the right and a lorigon to the left.

"It sounded like people's footsteps..."

"There are also many doll creatures on the Dark Continent"

"Guru..."

Hide in the low tree bushes and peek into the entrance and exit of the cave.

Then, it was the same person with the soy sauce face that came out of the back.

He is a man in his twenties or so. Is he a big person reminiscent of Gong, close to two meters in length? He is a very impressive figure with short pruned blonde hair and mukimuki muscles.

Or don't you look like Gong again without a heart or a face?

No, it's your fault.

"... you're human"

"Ah... oh, that one ha"

Instead, I glance at the teacher's face, staring at the person who appeared out of the cave in a terrible surprise. He opens his eyes and looks at me, wondering if this is still the case. Could it be that I knew him five hundred years ago?

"You know him?

"No, well, what..."

Even if Lorrigon asks, the teacher doesn't wake up.

Could it be my ex-boyfriend? No, but the teacher should be a virgin. It's extra virgin. The notion of an ex-boyfriend or something, there is no room to get into it. But wait a minute, even the same virgin knows the exception that soy sauce faces are Estelle.

Could this teacher be an anal bitch, too?

I don't like it, it's that hard.

That's how the confused virgin stares ahead, there was movement in the man.

"There's nobody here! I knew it wasn't your fault?

"No, but I did feel a magical reaction..."

One more person emerged from the back of the cave.

No, wait, it's not a person. It's an elf.

And it's a high elf.

Plus he's got blonde hair, and he's a lollipop and a munch.

"Ah......"

The missing voice between the lorigons echoed in my ear as something strangely striking.

It's nobody else, it's the editor teacher.

There was a back-length, back-dressing teacher who was no different from now.

Is the difference about the clothes I wore?

And for some reason, my hair is twin tailed. So cute.

"With that said, there was a time when we were operating on a dark continent. I often slept in caves on the road, but I didn't know that the cave where his people lived in the future was the same as the one we used..."

It's a big coincidence.

No, but based on the premise that it's a habitable place for people, maybe it's also some sort of inevitability. Especially if it's just for you, it's why you've been wandering the Dark Continent for more than a few years.

"Is that man one of us at the time?

"Ugh, um"

Good, I wasn't an ex-boyfriend or anything.

I can't allow predictions yet, but I think the possibilities have dropped at once.

The heart of a brittle, wicked virgin was saved.

"Huh? Huh? '

The only thing is that only Mr. Bird tilts his neck with a look that just doesn't make sense. If I let it go, I'm going to storm under my past editor teacher, so would the soy sauce face be more conscious than usual and hold its body?

'Cause they're having a brave party.

That influence would be outrageous.

You can never find it.

"That man stands before us and fights, so to speak, who was avant-garde"

"I see, you do have a successful body."

The equipment is also attracted to metal objects that are likely to be of high value.

Now is the time to wear only those that protect the main points, such as caged hands, boots, and the big shield in your hand, but I'm sure when things happen they will become full-plate looking and active. He's the one dressed to make you think that way.

"He was the one who held up the brave as a brave man. It would also be because of the work of that one that we were traveling to crusade against the Demon King. But what, this is what you surprisingly remember when you try. It's been a long time."

…………

A teacher who stares at past companions with distant eyes.

I guess I remember a lot of old times.

But when this happens, the brave men of previous generations want to see the true meaning of human beings who are in good shape. He, Dr. Editor, and the other one besides the Virgin, this Busamen is listening to the members of the Prior Brave Party.

Nobody else, the brave man himself.

'Cause according to what I heard, you mean with a young woman.

"Ah, ahhh... how was it?

Looking at it for a while, one more person, a person, emerged from the cave.

I am the owner of a voice color that I cannot rely on.

From what I saw, she was a young girl reminiscent of her mid-teens. Is the back length just a little lower than the soy sauce face, about one hundred and sixty? I don't think it's much different from the average height of a high school girl. I can't see the traits when I say it's meaty. Tits are normal too. Normal.

However, your face is very cute. She's a girl with a bright brown berry short. He is the owner of a face that will soon be caucusoidal and a face reminiscent of a sensationally active impression from his short hair for a woman.

However, its standing behavior is not relied upon badly.

The look you tell your buddies is like a maid of honor.

"It's okay, there's nothing here."

"No, we should check around a little bit more. We're gonna camp here, right?

"No, no, Mr. Ver said he cared too much."

"Va, don't say Mr. Va!

A warrior teasing him, past editor teacher is pumping. Shake the wand in your hand, well, how adorable. Because his real name is Eloise Virgin, Mr. Var. Is it like Kinomoto being called Kikun? [M] What else?

Then I took this, and there was a roaring voice from right next to my soy sauce face.

"... would you be mad if I told you?

…………

You didn't say anything yet, but you scolded me.

It's also nice to see you angry, Mr. Var. I love you.

The atmosphere is going to get worse if you stay silent, so here's one question.

"Is she the brave one of your predecessors?

"That's right. The name is Djibril."

"I see."

By the way, would it be okay to keep looking at it?

Past editor teacher started checking the entrance and exit areas of the cave. Unlike the future in a hundred years, grass trees are so bush that they are not readily found. But if the search prolongs, there's a good chance they'll find it.

'Oh, hey, you coming this way?

"... run away"

"That sounds good."

I don't feel like watching it all the time.

Because of this, I would also like to worship the Virgin of the time. What I heard on my visit to the Grand Holy Nation, the first Virgin of everything, that is, five hundred years ago she was a beautiful girl of the world. Though I think it is quite popular, I am concerned about what concerns me.

However, it seems tough to hide and see what's going on any longer.

Step by step, the editor teacher approaches. Her worries seem to have remained the same for five hundred years. He checks the back of the trees in detail. I'm sure these meticulous considerations led the then brave party to the Demon King's Crusade.

I want to have sex with some asexual teacher.

"I'm going to hurry up and move around with space magic, is that okay?

"Is it going to be okay?

"The exercise of magic will be noticed, but it won't be a problem if you don't even show your face"

"If that's the case, I'm sorry to bother you"

Work with the teacher to move forward with the return schedule quickly.

From my previous experience, I have not tried to stay long in the past and have had good things to do. Instead, all the disasters come down. It's just that it's an unexpected move, and we should stop looking at it any further.

However, our decision to do so was only a little slow.

"Hey, something's here?

Lorrigon said, pointing to an empty point.

Caught in this, the soy sauce face and the teacher's gaze head overhead again. Then there was the appearance of a giant bird in the sky, ahead over the leaves of the trees. That is the size of the Wyburn and Red Dragon.

"Huh!

I remember that silhouette somehow.

I gained certainty after the subject packed the distance toward the ground.

"That's Phoenix."

"Again?"

It is the same brand as our bird.

That's from the entrance and exit of the cave, floating at a point a dozen meters above it. I try to look at past editor teachers operating on the ground, winged with bulge and wings, and I lag at a certain distance.

Wings on both wings are a momentum to dry the surrounding trees.

"Phoenix! Phoenix wanted to supplement me!

Past editor teacher who also gives loud alerts.

Then the faces of the party members appeared again from behind the cave.

"Wow, isn't this busy again?"

"Phoenix, it's so big..."

As always, why can't I see the Virgin?

Maybe he's so weak compared to the other three. It wasn't until five hundred years later that she was the value that deviated from humanity, but it's human in category. At the time I was dealing with the previous Demon King, I'm sure he wasn't that strong.

On the other hand, Dr. Editor seems to have been the strongest since that time, and if the brave man is only armed again, he's talking about driving an earlier demon king. With that in mind, the handsome men, the avant-garde on which they relied, would also be considered holders of the corresponding abilities.

"Our Virgin is frightened in the back of the cave, isn't she?

"He must have been the one who made a spectacle in front of the people as he traveled."

"And for now, let's do something about it. Ugh!

It is apparently a hunch of battle.

It happened right after I felt that way.

"Oh, come on, that bird, is that weird?

Lorrigon pointed to the soy sauce face and said.

Now what?

I doubt it and check it in my own arm. And then, well, what's wrong with this? Isn't Mr. Bird's appearance translucent? The way the thin slices and the other side look clear reminds me of my wife.

"Huh?

Mr. Bird has noticed his own change.

He has raised his voice in energetic weather and leaned his neck when he looked at his own body.

Fortunately, it doesn't seem to hurt.

"No way..."

Staring at Phoenix, who came down this way, the teacher's expression became harsher.

Apparently, he noticed something.

"Mr. Editor, what the hell is this all about?

"Perhaps, but that Phoenix will hit the ancestors of that one"

"Ancestors, are you?

"Uhm."

Is this it, or is that what you call it?

If a son who used a time machine to go back in time woke his teenage dad to a feminine costume habit, the dad who woke up to the man's daughter didn't know the woman, and in that future, he wouldn't have had a son, or something like that.

"I mean, if that Phoenix gets knocked down by them..."

"This person will never be born, and it will not have existed in the future that follows"

"... I see"

Given the fact that Mr. Bird existed more than the former, it is likely that our presence was responsible for this encounter between Phoenix and the Brave Party. I'm sure if it was meant to be, it would have been bare or something like that.

"Excuse me, I'd like to prevent his extinction somehow"

"Ugh, um. Perhaps historically, it's the right future."

"How do you do that?

"Right......"

You can't honestly show your face and go to negotiations. The future will undoubtedly change first. As a matter of course, it seems to me that the same can be said for this soy sauce face.

Assuming, for example, that the meeting between the teacher and the soy sauce face had changed shape, what do you think? Maybe he was studying alchemy in the Penny Empire without visiting Mount Pepe. Then there would have been no meeting with Lorigon either.

I don't know what to do, the more difficult you think about it.

"... I'll help you"

"Mr. Christina?

"It's no wonder I'm out here."

"But..."

That being the case, there was movement on the other side.

"Eat it!

A handsome man waved his sword and challenged Phoenix. Behind my back, my teacher is starting to chant like a munya and a spell, and it looks like the battle has started in earnest. If we're going to stop this, we have to hurry.

"Huh!

Oh, Mr. Bird slipped through his soy-sauce-faced arm and popped out.

How many times has this happened?

Because it's round, so it slips.

I'm sure you got your buddy's pinch and your passion burned. He is quite hot for his brother-in-law with that. The little body was full of energy, kicking the ground and popping out like a bullet, heading under the brave men.

And dare to hit one of your buddies.

Safely feed him an unintentional blow to the back.

The soy sauce face finally feels at stake in his style of not trying to use the wings as usual. I don't know the ecology of Phoenix, etc., but I've never seen a bird practicing wings before. I'm very anxious.

"Hmm? What the hell?

A handsome man who has been put on himself, he is as if unaffected. The blow that blew up this maid still seems to be ineffective when the brave party members are opponents.

He stares at Mr. Bird, who lost and rolled to the ground, with a questionable look.

And when this happens, I can't even afford to say four or five.

'Let's go!

"Please, Mr. Christina"

The soy sauce face entrusted everything to the lorigon and sent its back out.

Then she jumped out of the grass, transforming her flesh into what it was. Its size is even greater than that of Phoenix adult birds. It floats at low altitude and takes position so that it looks down from the sky onto the ground.

As you can see, the brave men were surprised.

"What the fuck!? You stupid big dragon. Ha!

"E, enchanted dragon......"

"Well, that's the only thing that's supposed to live deeper..."

The brave men began to panic as they saw the Lorrigon.

Statuswise, even today's editor teacher is a dodgy dodgy girlfriend. No matter how brave you are, you are not an easy match. And they also seemed to understand those facts correctly.

He looks frightened at least a few steps backwards each.

"Gururu"

Is that why the rorrigon's throat sounds somewhat happy?

But I can't look too long. On top of the number, three to one, if the opponent goes on offense, it will be very tough. Lorigon himself would understand that point, what continued to sound like was a growl so much that the ground trembled around the neighborhood.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

It was so roaring that my ears hurt.

Then it's Phoenix, the big one, who was surprised by this. I thought I shook my body with Vikri, wings heavily winged, and flew to the sky. It seems like we can distance ourselves from the braves thanks to you.

Lorigon, great job.

However, an unexpected problem occurs here.

As the adult fled, he caught our bird at his feet. It is taken home with a huge leg and a gassy grip. While the former is bigger than the surrounding trees, the latter is as big as a soccer ball, so it would be a sight of liver cold on boulders.

I just misapplied and subtracted a little force, and it's going to be called gushing.

"Ah......"

The Lorrigon is also stunned to see a series of things.

Of course the soy sauce face is in a hurry.

Something I don't want to say goodbye to a boulder in this way.

"Oh, we're going after you!

"Understood."

In accordance with Dr. Editor's judgment, the soy sauce face decides to track Phoenix.

The next moment, a magic formation emerged at our feet.

'Hey, wait a minute. Whoa!

Lorigon also chases Phoenix again and floats over Basali. Frightened by her like that, the pair of editor teachers and busamens went hand in hand with the pursuit of moving spacemagically across the ground to pinch the subject in a hurry to fly anywhere.

When this happens, the brave men are completely abandoned.

◇ ◆ ◇

Travelling on the ground from the repetition of spatial magic for a while.

We successfully recaptured Mr. Bird.

It was Lorigon who fought well. By using its huge figure, it was possible to bring it down to the ground without causing injury to the flying Phoenix. I took a mount position in the air, whoa, whoa, whoa, it was like that.

Of course, our bird, who was captured, helped us safely. Dear brave man, thanks to your distance from the line, his body, which was translucent, is regaining its original concentration. If this is the case, can I assume that the danger has been removed?

As a result, right now in front of us is the figure of a giant bird nestled on the ground.

"Ku, ku... ku..."

He sounds like he's noticed and he's making a sad squeal.

The cause is the enchanted dragon sitting in its front.

The way you sit on the ground and lower around your jaw to the ground so that you can fall into its presence is a loveliness that suits a giant figure. I thought you might have caught a glimpse of Chirali and Lorigon, and you just lay your face down on the ground. And I keep watching the chills again.

What a human stinking creature.

On the other hand, caring about such a giant bird is the bird who stands a little at his feet.

"Huh? Huh?

As if people talk to people, the smaller bird makes them ring.

Despite being the same Phoenix, this one doesn't look surprised by the giant body of the Lorigon. I'm sure from him, most things in the world are far bigger than themselves, which means you can't be surprised at all.

"Fuck, fuck, huh?

Then the bird that was bigger in this also made him ring to respond to the bird that was smaller. It's a sight that seems to fit quite a bit, even though it's different in size than a human and a guinea pig. I'm a little jealous of something.

That's why we decided to leave a series of responses to Mr. Bird to see how things went.

"Huh, huh, huh!

"Fuck you? Ku, ku, ku?

"Fu cu! Huh? Huh?

"Fuck!?

Honestly, it's sappy what kind of interaction is going on.

Is it really going through in the first place?

It's just that in the middle of ringing together, from the bigger bird a few times, eh, seriously? It is us stared at with such a look. With Lorrigon at the head, the teacher and the soy sauce face also had consciousness, as if to see something rare.

I don't hate soy sauce faces in that part of Phoenix.

And during that and this, the bigger bird regained his composure.

The current previously lowered head can be raised to its original position, as well as the tremor of the body makes it appear to subside. Wouldn't it be nice to think that some little bird told the story? If Gogol was with you, I might have understood how they felt.

"Knock, knock."

As you take a step forward, Mr. Big Bird shows some movement.

He stood beside the little bird and covered his body with his own wings. Just take one more step and make it look blocked from getting us away from him. I don't do daughters to people like you, I can feel the vibe.

"Huh!? Huh! Huh! Huh!

Then, as he rebelled against this, a bird slipped between the ground and the wings, rushing to the face of soy sauce with a tatter. At the end of the day, I thought I'd kicked the ground, and I jumped up this chest, so Busamen caught this.

"Fuck!

"Huh! Huh! '

"Fuck, fuck! Damn it!

The two birds are lively talking to each other.

Somehow, but in a series of actions, he is a busament in the mood to have guessed the circumstances. Or if you look at the other two, what are you gonna do? I stare at this one with a look like that. I'm sure they understand, in vain, as well.

Earlier, when the larger bird escaped from the Lorigon, he must have caught the smaller bird, not to make it dinner this evening, but to protect his compatriot.

…………

But that being said, what are we supposed to do?

Soy sauce facially, I want to take you home.

However, if I think about Mr. Bird, is that fulfilling and right?

When I think of him who hasn't tried to fly in the sky once since we met, I feel anxious about the future life of the two of us. It's a busamen whose body structure is too different to serve as a parent. Can a creature called Phoenix really go among people in the first place?

"Editor, can Phoenix even be raised in people?

"No, you can't do that to boulders, can you? Different from life expectancy in the first place. These people live from hundreds to thousands of years. I live longer than a bad dragon breed. Besides, it's still small now, but when you grow up, it'll be hard just to prepare a meal."

"How much is it to eat in a day?

"We're gonna eat that already, right? Eat one or two horses all the time. I used to run into Phoenix during a meal. At that time I was eating a small dragon all round. And he was eating two of them."

"Well, that sounds really, really hard..."

Wouldn't that cost a lot less than covering one large knight regiment? Of course, if it can be expected as a force of war, Phoenix is not the ratio of the Knights. However, the cost of food is only one of the many risks.

I'm afraid of the future, Mr. Bird.

Does it feel like Japanese breeding giraffes in the city? What happens after the death of a virgin, such as living for hundreds more years? There's no way I'm gonna have a teacher or a lorigon pick it up for me. I'm a little bit of a rival about Mr. Bird, like Lorrigon.

Also, in the unlikely event that we fail to process the power of the Immortal King, we will have a longer and more stable time remaining in this era. If you were able to become an adult bird in the meantime, Mr. Bird's survival would be more certain.

The downside, on the contrary, is the change in history caused by the fact that time has gone back and forth. However, as for this one, I wonder if it might not have such a huge enough impact, at least for us humankind, if we had gone as far as the dark continent.

I don't hear much talk about the creatures of this continent going out and rambling around the continent. Is that about as much as Lorigon came to visit Mount Pepe? It is also up to us to hang on a little bit and develop into a feud.

…………

Thinking about it, I might have decided on soy sauce facially.

Fortunately, this is how my compatriot appeared to be my guardian. Times are a little different for him, but wouldn't it be happier for him to live with his fellow with the same wings in a place he's accustomed to?

We can also be far more relieved than to return by ourselves without the certainty that our parents and companions will show up again in the times and places where we have someone who has bloody him. A glimmer of anxiety about future change will remain, but if the place is deep in the dark continent, will it also have a small impact on humanity?

Busamen thought so.

In addition to that, he is now lucky to touch Sophia's juice. The unexpected accompaniment to a space-time journey also leads me to wonder if it might be guided by a maid, etc.

Priority should be given to his safety and his future as a Phoenix.

It's not too late to fly as it is now.

Also, even in the event of a fatal problem later on, if we pick you up when the problem occurs, at least that will have zero impact on the modern world. One more reason why teachers don't like space-time magic may have come to light when they think about it, for example.

I feel as though I've become a god.

It's a feeling I don't really want to experience.

"Mr. Editor, I'm sorry, but I need to talk to you."

"I can understand what you're saying."

"How about that?

"Not a very praiseworthy story, but if you considered the happiness of this person, you should drink some risk. It is up to you, no one else, to judge it. Well, I'll go out with you, too, if it's a little bit."

"Thank you"

The teacher who talks that way with Puy, he looks so good.

Doctor Editor looks strangely radiant these days.

"... you might as well live here"

With the teacher's consent, the soy sauce face brought Mr. Bird down to the ground.

Then he looked terribly surprised and let his voice ring out loud.

"Huh!?

"I apologize for calling for a one-sided convenience"

"Huh..."

What a lonely look, Mr. Bird.

I wonder how much you understand the situation.

He is a wise creature for a young man.

On the other hand, Mr. Big Bird let him rinse and stroke his head at the tip of his wings to comfort him like that. It's a sight to be anxious to watch because of the size difference. I'm afraid it's going to crumble petite as it is.

"Please ask him."

I bow my head to the bigger bird.

Then, did this will go through?

"Fuck! Damn it!

I didn't ask you to leave it to me, but I also let my voice ring out loud.

What a dependable reaction.

Still, however, Mr. Bird's condition is unwavering.

"Huh cum! Huh! Huh!

"Please be happy. It was a short time, but thank you very much for your help."

I'll never forget the fact that you numbed a little girl with Mr. Bird, your virginity. It was the first numb I ever experienced in my life. It was so much fun. Such a reliable partner, I'm sure he'll never show up again in the future.

"Phew, phew..."

I don't think so.

The bird is so cute, it made me feel a little urry.

This should be immediately dispersed.

If I had much of a view, I'd still want to take you home.

I mean, I already want to take you home.

"Editor, please"

"... is that okay?

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"Okay."

Two Phoenix, large and small, staring at this one with a zip.

To be dropped off by that gaze, we followed the world five hundred years ago.