The sun sets across the cold sea...
Only the quiet breath of Bazu and Kina echoed in the store, which slowly dimmed.
It intersects the noise of a tidal wave that rings in the distance, and in the quiet store, the pan that Kina was cooking makes a creepy noise with foaming cocoa over low heat.
It interacted there, and Tokuntokun and each other's heartbeats were gently ringing in their ears.
In this space, in this air, in this sky, the mind of Bazu's absurd Susa becomes unraveled.
I don't have a complete healing "no," but Kina is very sweet.
Thank you--
Zasuzas, casual footsteps.
And
"Keena, are you doing this - Yi!?
Gala's evil looking, black-soaked middle-aged man creeps in through the warm curtain Goodwill.
"Ah, there you are"
I let myself go, Kina.
As it is, when Kina returns it with a sales voice, the man looks at the buzz he seeks.
"Oh? Ooh... Bazu?
"... Oh, Oyassan?
A nostalgic face.
The leader who binds fishermen around here at the fishermen's mesh.
He is also a regular in this store and used to make it pretty good for the Bazu family of flowers. Much... but...
For once, he's one of the village faces.
"What's the matter with you? Erin, weren't you and I on Sinai?
In fact, "being" isn't the kind of place where you can prove your existence in such light terms, but it's not wrong.
"Oh, oh, I'm a little on my way home"
On the other hand, he hits the gavel "Aizuki" with his know-it-all face.
Naturally, I also know about Erin's identity and Bazu.
It's been a long time since I've traveled here a few years ago, but... occasionally, I've even sent Kina a message.
You know a little bit about the Bazus from around there-- Oyassan doesn't call it war.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Dockin '!
"Oh, the stars?
This person named Oyassan speaks in a way that doesn't put clothes on his teeth. It's okay because I've been like this for a long time, but honestly, I didn't like bazu.
There are also differences in standing positions: 'fishermen' and 'hunters'.
Well, let's talk about the chase around.
"Well... that's the place"
When I saw the bossy zero bazu, and nigga laughed, I slapped him on the back with a bash,
"Derhahahah! That's right! He's a 'hunter' in the elite of the coalition!!
"Let it go..."
It's getting annoying to say it back.
"Shut up"... so you can tease me and go home - - - Kina! Nadenade me? Earlier, we were having a dairy break, Chiku. "
He pounded around with a turtle in his face.
Damn.
I was seen hanging out with Kina, but the bump turned to me unexpectedly...
It seemed to have been noticed at first sight after all.
Kina don't blush with Kina... you're misleading!
"Mm-hmm. Where's Erin?
Oyassan looking around the store with Kyoro Kyoro...
"Hey..."
"Ah?
Giro is stared at.
"Hey, it's on!!
I'm gonna get fucked up and scream at me,
"Ooh... what does that mean?
Oh, shit...
Why should I tell someone else?
First of all, it's none of your business!
"Erin is a fine brave man on Sinai!
Half to yak shit, hit Oyassan with words to slap him.
If you want to tell me something, just say it.
─ ─ ─ ─ Gon, impacted cheek...
Eh... Ann, this guy, "He"!!
"Yi!!! What a handjob!!
You hit him all you wanted, and he's trying to take a paralysis by bumbling a bright red, clear hand.
I guess it was Bazu's cheek that hit him.
─ ─ It was naturally Bazu who beat me, and Oyassan who beat me.
I felt a little itchy on my cheeks...
"Whoa, old Cora, what imitation?
I wasn't in Dada's brave platoon.
He may have been the weakest, the weakest, but...
At least, I've survived the Sinai Island Front in Hell.
Training and battlefield struggles raised the level of vocation to its maximum.
I didn't have a chance to rank up or change careers.
The cost, what a platoon of brave men. Anything I could get out, I could even get it out to the lower end bazu.
At least, the Brave Platoon is high on the stick in terms of pay.
Not a ratio of brave or allied armies...
But to help Erin, I didn't have time to rank up or change careers and train again.
Even in intermediate positions, MAX managed to fight to the point of survival (...).
I don't know if I could have been a fighter. - Again, another story...
So there is no better reason to say 'fishermen' who worked out at sea for years than humans who had specialized training in the military and exchanged their lives on the battlefield.
That fist will even be difficult to give Bazu a big itch.
Don't lick me... say intermediate level is MAX... I don't even have eyes for chimps there.
Probably stronger than Cheng's freshly appointed senior position.
"Say...!! What, you're as tough as a temeh iron plate!!
Why are you beating people up all of a sudden?
"Don't lick it. Rotten, brave platoon scouts!
I have done my job as a scout on a daily basis.
Most were treated as subordinate compatibility of the assassin Meena, but outside the fight, Bazu played such a role, as he did not resort to early and terrible use of Meena, who could also do battle.
"Anne, huh? It's not like Eva because the kid got chocolate stiff!
Oyassan doesn't pull a step in Oyassan.
Butoi, take a look at this arm and roll up "Mamu".
"Hey... both of you"
It is the angel of healing "no" who breaks into it - Master Kina.
"Chi..."
In a grumpy way, Oyassan sits with Doka.
- I was beaten to death.
"Does Kina know?
"Huh? Yeah well..."
Oyassan tongues grumpy again at Kina, who nods with a troubled face.
"Ahhh! Anyway, you're satisfied with Kina's comfort, oh man."
K...
You can say whatever you want.
"Ola! Give me an excuse... Erin, put it down, you must have come back alone!
About the countryside... Oyassan naturally knows about Erin because there was a tendency to look after children throughout the settlement.
I don't know what a flower kid is, but... he's cute.
Rural villages where people are not early enough to push discrimination to their children.
If you call it drinking, that would be something that would make kids cute. - It's not Loricon, is it?
By the way, the alcoholic Oyassan is single and has no children.
That's why I used to (often) help Erin with Chimatima when she was drinking at the store. I think she was particularly adorable...
But others are others.
"Don't make me... I won't tell you anything"
That's all you throw away, and you disperse to the back of the store.
Store and residence.
In the back, it's our house.
"Whoa, wait, here! You're not running away. You're losing your back!
Damn... I haven't had a drink yet, but I'm an old drunk already!
Can you deal with him...
Through the dirt that leads from the store, there's only one living room and bedroom and kitchen since you took off your shoes... well, the one with the 1LDK? When he goes up dokadoka to, he throws his travel luggage in the corner and rolls to sleep on the floor.
The smell of a nostalgic house tickled my nostrils.
Narrow intervals also come oddly tight.
It's a dim space that only seems to be as bright as a lamp, but still the scarce lights of the evening illuminate the room.
It was a little cold, but the lighting window was open.
There is no fire in the enclosure "Mortar", which occupies the center of the room.
It just smells like ash, and it looks like it's still cold.
Oyassan is still making a scene at the store, but Kina seems to be getting it back together.
Nevertheless...
I was told it hurts...
"One escaped... or put Erin down,"
Exactly.
The horror of the battlefield, the hell in this world - the front line... lies if you say you wanted to escape.
Though I may have wanted the trigger in a way - it's still heavy on my mind… it's a heavy sink and it stays.
Sinai Island Front in Hell
Sure, I wanted to get out of there...
with Erin if possible (...).
But Erin is the hope of mankind... unlike me.
Never, the head of a demon clan who can't be fat on his own.
Besides, the army of the king is brutal and extremely miserable - a battlefield constant...
Being only a "hunter," I wonder how many times I've dived the abyss of death, Fuchi.
Erin helped me, pitied me, ran away, hiding became my routine… one of these days I began to avoid fighting from the front in the name of support…
Hide, look at the gap and shoot the gun.
Outside the battle, I managed to serve everyone, cooked, scolded, and sometimes became a monster.
If only that could be done, then the Brave Platoon will do something about it...
Erin fights.
Erin saves.
Erin will do something about it...
Erin did.
Erin did.
Erin did.
No one, he and I relied on Erin...
Hahahaha... you should go home then...
But... I didn't think Erin would tell me directly.
Out of battle, my uncle and uncle - they were cute...
Even before that fight, I didn't waver like that.
I can't even be sure right now because I feel uncomfortable.
In the end, it's something you attribute to yourself.
The point is,
A limited number of people...
They hated me for a long time at some point...
That's right...
Run, hide, stay out of my way. Bye...
Protected...
Ha... I don't like you. Ow!
Boo-hoo, staring at the lower ceiling, slowly unloading the book of consciousness "Toba" according to the brightness of the room, which is slowly becoming dark.
Sinai, too, now it's evening...
Erin... how are you doing...?