Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

By the call of the brave, the people of the town (?) in the store after he left the store...

"What the hell! The ladies!

Because he ruined his business, or the strong armoury store owner, on the other side of the counter, raised his voice in an angry manner.

"Who is it ~? She's a passing, weak girl ~?

"There's no way..."

And the voices overlapped are Atlas and the brave, who, although of different heights, had similar faces and equally frightened expressions.

Eve and the other three, when you look at the fact that they have roughly the same look, I guess it doesn't make a big difference what you're thinking...

In that...

"... store owner"

The brave man said to the owner of the martial arts store after shaking his head small.

"... give it up"

"Give it up... can you explain the situation?

"Circumstances..."

A brave man frowns at an inquiry from the store owner.

Then he turns to Cortex... can I explain?, including the colour, gazed at.

Then...

"Hmm, to the boulder, the explanation 'weak' just didn't seem enough ~"

And, before the brave man could explain it, you were willing to explain it yourself, Cortex, with a nibbly grin on your mouth.

... and she gave a short mouthful of tips about who she was.

"Right ~. My sister's name is" Waltz "~... so can you tell?

"... that lady's sister..."

The shopkeeper muttered, like convinced, like giving up... with such a subtle look on his face.

Perhaps behind his brain, he also floats another sister (Lucia), not just Waltz.

"... and I'm the chairman of this country"

"... what?

"No ~. I'm talking to myself, so never mind."

For a moment, I felt like Cortex had said something and I was an unintentionally listening back shopkeeper, but it didn't seem like a big deal, so I seem to have returned the object of my thoughts to the word 'waltz'.

Proof of that...

"... the waltz ladies... no, the ladies, how are you?

He asked Cortex with a look he might miss.

"Yes. Of course, I'm fine ~? Yesterday, I was sentenced to death, and from now on, I think I'm going to send you an island ~"

"... what?

"In short, I mean, I'm fine"

"... well..."

After all, she was a frowning shopkeeper because she didn't understand the meaning of Cortex's words, but with her word 'waltz is fine', she seemed to decide to convince herself once and for all...

Then, after the shopkeeper turned his suspicious gaze at the fellows who were serious about what would happen if they actually penetrated into the story of such a penetrating fox girl (Cortex).

He sighed and then opened his mouth to re-divide the story.

"... so, I don't know, I guess you didn't kick out the guests just to talk about the waltz lady, did you?

In response to his question like that, Cortex begins to say why he stopped by this store.

"That was one of the reasons, but there were three others... no, we had about six things to talk about ~"

"You've doubled..."

"No. Everyone, by and large, has the same content.... Well, it's a waste of time, so I'll just ask you ~?

And she inquired, lifting her little finger up the part of the blue squirt collar she was coming at.

"Aren't you selling protective equipment like this ~?

"... you've never seen any of those clothes or protective gear..."

"Even though I sell white coats full of maniac tentacles ~?

"... I've worked with white coat-shaped protective equipment, but I don't recall dealing with anything with growing tentacles..."

"That ~? That's crazy ~..."

There seems to be no doubt that Catalina bought white coat-shaped protective equipment at this store, but the white coat made of the sticky bacteria she is currently wearing does not appear to have been procured here...

"I'm so sorry ~... but here's the next one. Show her the blade."

So, Cortex sends his gaze to Silanui.

"What? Ah... yes! Show me the blade!

The owner of the armoury store who unexpectedly frowned because she had no idea what the hell was going on and what kind of blade she wanted to see.

You noticed how he was like that, Cortex opened his mouth to supplement.

"Silanui is a blade maniac ~. If you haven't seen the blade, it sounds like you'll be restless ~"

"Eh..."

"Look, if you don't show it fast, you'll develop withdrawal symptoms and you'll get violent ~?

"... that sucks..."

"What... well, I won't do that!... I like blades..."

Syranui with her hands on her hips, saying.

There was supposed to be something for her, but there was nothing on either side to convince her that the machete was incomplete.

For that reason, Syranui gave an unfortunate look... but you noticed such a trick on her part, the shopkeeper said to her after smiling small as if he had found a companion.

"... basically our inventory is everything that's lined up in the store... but if you don't seem to like anything, there are a couple of freshly made ones in the back, so if you tell me, I can show them to you, okay? So, the display shelf of the knife... there it is."

So, from the Syranuis, it was a shadow, a shopkeeper pointing to the back of the store.

Then Silanui turned her eyes to the tip of his finger like that... and then, once she turned her gaze back to the shopkeeper,

"Eh, thank you!

I politely bowed my head and thanked him, then disappeared happily into the back of the store...

"... that girl... is she a swordsman?

"No ~. Sounds like the blacksmith's granddaughter. ~?

"Right... It makes sense... that you're a commercial enemy!

"So we move on to the next requirement ~?

Cortex goes on and on before the shopkeepers argue.

And the next word I put out of my mouth...

"So I'm naming an arsenal store ~... dealing with maid clothes for combat, of course ~?

That's no way it was a statement I don't understand...

At that point, when you see where her gaze was directed at Eve and Fei Long... apparently, Cortex has a new made-up outfit to put on for two (?) They're looking for...

"... both of them, not my silk maid clothes, decent maid clothes (?) I think you should wear ~"

"What... this made-up outfit, was it made of silk after all?!

"... I see.... So, what is the sign?

and, respectively, Eve and Fei Long, who mouth the reaction.

When you put those two through appropriately and Cortex turns his gaze to the store owner...

"... I have something just right"

He said that, and when he smiled niggardly and suspiciously, from the corner of the shelf where the boxes behind the counter were massively punished, two boxes...

"Yoo-hoo! ♪ Don't

and took it out looking heavy and placed it on the counter.

And open the box... and start explaining, showing Cortex what's in it.

"... a first-class, battle-made garment woven in extremely fine, misrilled yarn. Of course, it also adds a sizing enchant. Well, heavy is the hard part... what do you think?

"It's light silver (misrill) but it's heavy ~... That's not good for misrills, is it?/(adv, adv) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

"... seriously..."

and a flashing shopkeeper to Cortex, who lifted a made-up garment like it was made of a lump of mildly missled with one hand.

Such was how he looked, Cortex turned around the two maids and opened his mouth.

"Eve... if so, I feel I can crush it without joking, so should I give Fei Long a try here?

"Hmm. I mean, should I wear that, right?

With that said, Fei Long tries to take off the maid clothes he's wearing on the spot now...

"No, Feilong-chan? You mustn't let a lady imitate shamelessly in a place like this ~? You don't have to get dressed here right now, so just see if you can have this. If it's heavy, tell me it's heavy ~?

"Heh, heh... Is this what soldering..."

Fei Long received a misrilled maid outfit from Cortex when she corrected the maid outfit she was trying to take off, with an unfortunate look on her face for some reason.

Hiccup.

"Hmm... What a pleasant cold feeling..."

"I knew if you were Fei Long, you wouldn't have as much to make as you would have this ~..."

and Cortex with a convincing look.

Then Eve, watching how it was, said to Fei Long with her neck clenched.

"Is that something that heavy?

"No, for me, I don't feel so heavy. Why don't you take the Lord?

To such a suggestion of a flying dragon...

"No... I think you should stop being a puppy lady..."

"Right ~. Maybe it's the och that crumbles like no other ~?

and Cortex with store owners who say negative statements.

To those two attitudes...

"Mmm!"

And Eve, with her mouth as a letter to, tried not to take advice, but to receive maid clothes from Fei Long...

... but

"Hmm?... Mmmm!!?

I can't lift it at all... at the end of the day...

"... Lord? Is it time for me to let go of my hand?

Feilong began to utter such disturbing remarks...

"Hey, I might want you to wait..."

That said, Eve hurriedly releasing her arm, which was puffy and trembling, and immediately leaving Fei Long.

Apparently, she felt life-threatening on a flying dragon or maid's clothes...

Having seen Eve like that, Cortex wrinkled her unknown eyeballs before...

"Hmm, so just wear one of these clothes ~?

On the other side of the counter, he said so to the shopkeeper, who had an equally soothing look on his face.

Apparently, Fei Long's everyday clothes have been decided on (combat) maid clothes made of misril...