Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

Thanks to Henriette on it, people shouldn't come any closer to the Flams than they need to.

Nevertheless, there is no way to prevent it from being seen in distant windings.

As I left the cathedral and approached the West Side, the number of wild horses grew in an attempt to even see the hero Flam Apricot at a glance.

"Ugh, this is what happens..."

"You're all fans of your husband."

Proudly speaking, Milkit.

I don't feel bad about being chewed up, but it's the vessels of ordinary people that freak me out when the degrees pass.

When the flam moves one step forward, the sea of men opens a crack path.

I feel as if I have become a character in mythology.

"That's why I'm not such a fine person."

Flam so blurry with a troubled face.

"Save the world. What are you talking about, everyone is grateful to you. Of course I am."

"Until Mr. Henriette. I just cleared up my depression and got what I wanted."

That said, I put a little effort into my hands connected to Milkit.

When she realizes what she wants is herself, she's happy.

Besides, there is no way that such an excuse would apply to the King's people.

Fram to them is indisputably the hero of salvation.

Besides, when he came back from defeating Origin, he was unconscious for three days.

There's no way people don't eat into scenarios that remind them of self-sacrifice.

When did Flam do it, and before he knew it, he was set to 'save the world by cutting lives'?

"Whatever the person's thoughts are, it's public opinion that goes without it. But this isn't going to be enough for an escort on the way home."

That's also Henriette's troubled look as she looks around.

Otilier then reacts quickly.

This is how I actually started acting together as a secretary and realized that there is nothing out to her right regarding the observational eye for Henriette.

When I was in the military, I was basically a light problem child who was brilliant but forgot me when it came to me - treating me like I was, but now instead of my right arm, I was such an excellent secretary that I couldn't even walk without Otilier.

Is it the one called a vocation?

Or maybe it was the purpose of Otilier to put Henriette in that state.

"I'll arrange for a soldier, because just leave it there and it'll work."

"Oh, I asked for it."

"I just want to say that you don't have to... but I feel it would be more helpful to have you do that"

"That would be wise, Oi."

"We were exposed to a warm welcome and left flirting."

Saila and Negas smugly said.

Apparently, they've both been so disgusted with something called heroic treatment.

It's the first thing that makes me happy, but it's the same thing they get fed up with when it lasts months.

This is even the case with Saila and Negas, who don't seem to be very negative about other people.

In that case, Flam must be treated more generously.

She drops her shoulders slowly.

"Where is my casual life..."

And although I would pretend to mourn, the truth is, that was a trivial issue for her.

Anyway, there's a mill kit next door.

If someone shows up that would interfere with the two of us' time, we'll just have them go far (...) by means that won't affect their lives.

She laughed when she saw the depressing Lord, who also understood Milkit's idea of that, putting her hands on her mouth.

"By the way, I've been thinking since I got back over here, what's that crystal plate cut?

"It's a communications terminal."

Otilier said in a flirtatious show.

Flam depresses his gavel like a "hoe" and an asshole.

"... Are you sure you're the same person as that Fram Apricot?

"When I was losing my memory, I think I looked out of my mind for it. Don't you just have a frivolous image in your head in the last four years?

To tell the truth, she was afraid of it.

Wouldn't you be disappointed when your past self was deified and reunited?

Fear of wild horses is also caused by about half of them.

I'm not even going to play a hero.

"The Otiliers may not know, but your husband has always been a lovely man."

Then Milkit tells me that.

"Of course, it also combines cool"

"Don't lift too much, because I'm also afraid they'll think you're out of expectation"

"At least that's not possible with regard to me, so don't worry"

She affirms so.

With a voice full of confidence, without any hesitation.

In short, I'm appealing to you that you don't have to worry about that kind of love.

"Don't miss out on any gaps...... this is pretty high tech, Sarah. Make sure you master it."

"Give me a break"

Flam didn't mean it like that.

By the way, Milkit wasn't aware of anything either, he just said what he honestly thought.

"Welcome."

"I didn't mean to..."

"And I envy you, without choosing the time or the place, to honor the word of love"

As I say, Otilier looks at Henriette in the slightest.

She looked away awkwardly first.

"Your sister is dry, so it's unlikely that you can expect such a passionate expression of affection."

"Wasn't it working?

"Something that makes people greedy. I thought it would be satisfying just to be compassionate, but when you start dating, you want that and this."

Otilier deliberately intertwines his arms with Henriette, who cuts off only a sledge.

"This is Otilier. He's on duty."

"Don't you have to be at work at this rate? I don't hate that kind of wife sister either, heh."

Oh, this is totally laid on your ass - and everyone on the spot thought.

Henriette had a hectic side to it from the beginning, and maybe it's something she can't help but do.

Maybe it's just as good with your back as that to hang out with a pushy Otilier.

"By the way, how do you use a communication device like that?

"Oh, just enter their terminal number."

"It's a mild cultural shock to be made in just four years."

"We're surprised too, we wouldn't have accomplished it without him"

"Maybe he means Gene?

When Henriette nodded, Flam looked blatantly disgusted with "Woo Woo".

"Other than that, he helped rebuild with a variety of inventions, starting with the Magic Train, which had just begun to run."

Well, if all that brains are desired but used for the kingdom as they are, it's not hard to imagine achieving quite a bit.

That's what people wanted, so Gene became that kind of guy - oh, he's still dead, I think, once again.

"Is that communication terminal, or train idea, invented by Gene now?

"Why would you ask me that?

"No, somehow"

I hate to admit it, but in a series of fights, Flam was understanding about a man named Gene.

That's why I think.

Does Gene now possess the kind of imagination he once had?

"Even if they ask me there, I don't even know how it goes."

"You know that. Sure, it wasn't Gene who devised that, Mr. Eterna. Anything, when you're being attacked by camyaguysama, a different world? They showed me a view like that, and they saw a similar tool there."

"Too recently to say I miss my name again..."

For Flam, the fight against Kamyaguysama was only a few days ago as well.

"But why did you hear that? You don't even know that Mr. Eterna is related."

"Hmm... I don't know, I think it's because he's probably distorted in character that he's been creating all sorts of magic for the first time"

Because of this, there appeared to be numerous unusable inventions.

The kingdom magic activated in Werner's raided royal castle would be the best example of this.

"But now Gene, according to what I've heard, isn't he?

Due to the characteristics of Shea's abilities, I don't think she has at least a full reproduction of her former Gene.

He must be losing something at the price of getting decent.

"At least not to the extent that they greet each other with a refreshing white tooth."

"It's totally different..."

The expression of a pulling flam.

I can't imagine - I don't want to.

I guess we'll run into each other one of these days even if we don't want to.

"So you call it originality? I guess that's not as good as it used to be."

And in fact, he embraced Eterna's idea so much that he created it.

It would be an absolutely impossible process for him before.

"You look kind of lonely, didn't you hate it?

That's what Neigus asked me, and Flam gripped his fist and replied.

"I haven't hit him enough yet."

I hit him on the journey only to suppress how I felt then.

When it came to peace, I was going to avenge him more grandiose, but he died on his own.

Ungrateful, leave it till the souvenirs are laid.

"Ha ha, if you hit me right now, I'd erase you without a trace or even a hero"

Henriette is laughing, but not every laugh.

In fact, if Flam really waves his fist, he'll be able to make it disappear lightly to the extent of the human body.

She herself, now that Origin is gone, can only afford it if she has that power.

"... hmm?

and a flam that tilts its neck when it realizes that there is a fudge.

"Mr. Henriette, how do you know about my powers?

You still haven't told anyone what happened in that other world.

I mean, you shouldn't know the existence of a man named Origin Lerners, or why Flam has so much power.

No, maybe you can tell by looking at the status on the scan, but then it's weird that you're not making a fuss about it.

"The man who invented the example operation on you will be alive for once, won't he?

"Are you Jean Ma? I mean, he has memories of it now, too."

"Apparently."

"You said you didn't know where your memories came from."

I don't know what he blew into Shea in his lifetime, but it just shouldn't generate the contradiction that the two Genes are alive at the same time.

Then the new Gene becomes a being born after the death of the old Gene - but his flesh has disappeared in the Castle of the Demon King.

I mean, the brain where the memories were engraved disappeared, but somehow, from somewhere other than the brain, I'm bringing it.

"The one that still bothers my head..."

Holding his head, he said, "Whew! Flam to be taken.

Milkit grips her hands like that with both hands, grinning.

"Master, you don't have to think about such a person. Now that you're free, think of something more fun."

"For example?"

"Uh... what about me"

Shamefully, but boldly self-asserting mill kit.

Flam couldn't bear to bring her forward.

"Milkit is cute!

And when I say it out loud enough to sound like a wild horse, I hug it.

Milkit shouted, "Come on," but his expression was on.

Regardless, it goes without saying that just about all four of us around us were frightened by this.

No... only Neigus observed with interest that "this way needs to be noted" and was stared at by Saila though.

◇ ◇ ◇

The flams continued to travel on foot thereafter.

They say it's early if you use the Magic Train, but it wasn't in that iron box that you ran out of escape and were nowhere to go home.

If you use a carriage, it will be more noticeable than it is now, so in the end, it's just right to walk.

The conversation plays.

There is an accumulation of things we want to talk to each other about, not stopping, not long enough to get to the house, etc.

As I approached my destination, I became restless with the flam.

Brand new cobblestones, unfamiliar buildings standing side by side.

There were no butchers or fishmongers who went by, just people who had never seen the rash on their faces passing by.

The vast majority of those who once lived in the king's capital lost their lives and now live here are those who have migrated from the kingdom after reconstruction.

We should be headed to a place where we lived in the past, where there was no such thing as "taming”.

Most importantly, Fram spent only a few moments here, and it was supposed to be too shallow a relationship to call it a "place to go."

I feel like I've stepped down into exotic land now, but, I guess, I'll get used to it soon.

It's not where you are that matters.

'Cause who's next to you?

But that's not the case if you ask me if the shadow of the previous King's capital has completely disappeared.

The relatively sparsely damaged area dares to leave the previous building intact.

The area around the house where the West Side flams lived was particularly sparsely damaged.

As we approach, the view becomes more familiar.

"It's an amazing miracle that only this part of the world is safe."

"Yes, I was surprised when I came back to King's Capital too"

"Maybe your feelings were protecting this house, huh?

"Because I don't have the power to be that convenient."

Most of all, Flam would have done it if he wanted to.

"I don't think you're wrong about what Sarah said."

Then, that's what Negas said.

Flam waves "no" and denies it.

"Exactly. It's an occult."

"I'm talking about Origin, so it's natural to be occult. That wasn't freaking out about Fram, was it? I don't think it's possible I stopped baking this one because I didn't want to upset you too much."

"Uh... that's possible, I wonder"

At least at the time, Origin should have been sure of the victory too.

You said you interrupted stirring up the flam more than necessary with the intent that you didn't want to mix the noise into a 100% win?

No, that's impossible.

Regardless of the purpose, that (...) is the kind of person who terrorizes and hunts down humans with “hobbies”.

I think it would be much better to burn the house deliberately so as to make it look like a flam.

"Honestly, I just unilaterally punched Origin's body, so I couldn't figure out what kind of person he was."

"I'll see you in person."

"Sort of."

"By the way, what did it look like?

Fram said as he narrowed his eyes and looked up at the void.

"I look just like Gene, but the contents feel more soggy..."

It is a face that only remembers makes chest feces worse.

Well, that's all I did when I hit him.

"Ah......"

Saila is somewhat convinced.

Other faces, I could easily imagine, had a subtle look on their face.

But by Gene, I mean the guy who follows Fram's life everywhere.

I thought I'd end up being abused in vain at a brave party, sold as a slave, somehow traveling as an ally, and at the end of the day, sprinkling my life - and I was present in this world after a change of shape.

In addition, it even affects the appearance of the origins - no, it's a total coincidence that they were similar.

And he is a very troublesome man.

Then even God should be afraid.

"Uh, no. I remember him as soon as I lost my mind!

"Master, it's me for that!

"Milkit!

Two people hugging each other.

It looks like a stupid exchange, but it actually makes me feel better while I'm doing this.

While I was doing that, I arrived in front of the house.

"That's all we've been through."

"Leave the soldiers' arrangements to me."

Henriette and Otilier stop.

Flam tilted his neck.

"Um, aren't you two going to the party?

"I'm not close enough to attend a party."

"Oh, and I still have work to do."

"Then you can't help but join the party."

The term persistently recurring party.

Saila's cheeks are just as sticky for this.

"Pa, you don't have a party? What are you talking about, Mr. Soo-hee!

She shook her voice and said.

Apparently, he's going to poke it through with a body he hasn't found out yet.

To desperate Sarah, Henriette and Otilier also laughed half a bit.

"... Saila"

"I don't need sympathy!

Neigus gently slapped Saila on the back not only saying 'Give it up'.

Watching such an exchange, the two gently bow their heads and go away.

Seeing them shoulder to shoulder amicably, Flam smudged and crushed.

"Those two seem calm, more importantly."

"Thanks to your husband, everyone."

A flam that lightly illuminates, with unstoppable praise.

I mean Milkit, it would be useless to be humbled by the lightning.

Besides, I'm not exaggerating.

In fact, if Fram hadn't defeated Origin, it would have been because those two wouldn't have spent their days in peace.

"Well, then let's go inside."

Saying deliberately, Fram approached the front door.

I've already crooked once, but I'm still nervous.

When I gripped the cold metal door knob, my body was even more stiffened.

Finally, the expression on Saila's face also reveals anxiety.

Well, you don't have to worry that much - assuming you know there's a surprise ahead of you, but it doesn't change your joy.

I have someone who will wholeheartedly celebrate my return.

My loved ones are desperately preparing me, waiting for the moment, now or not.

Is it something you shouldn't be happy about?

The mouth burns.

I also feel like I want to taste this floating sensation for as long as possible.

But it's also a bad idea to rush it too hard.

I'm sure Flam's voice has reached all the way inside the house, because he'll be waiting in progress at the moment to come in.

Yeah, just imagine that look - no, I can't just soak it up.

Thoughtfully, open the door.

Then...

Pam, pam, pam!

A cracker started sounding and a paper blizzard struck over the head of the flam.

And the three waiting, Eterna, Ink, and Cyril,

"Welcome back!"

and celebrate the return of the landlord.

(Look at that)

Flam said in his heart, not knowing who he was headed for.

I knew, I knew I'd be happy with something I was happy with, and I can't stop anything that sticks up.

There's a different warmth than when you meet Milkit again - melting the ice that connects with the tear glands, even though you're face-to-face once.

"Just stay!

That's what Flam says, shows his white teeth and laughs.

Everyone greets her with a smile and rushes around.

"I was worried because you're sick, but you look good"

"Thanks to Saila. Cyril, I knew you were grown up. I was surprised at the beauty."

"Don't do that, because the contents haven't changed."

"I wonder?

At least I don't think Cyril laughed as bright as she did now.

I need to hear what happened to her four years, this is root digging leaf digging.

"Haha - I bumped into you then, I knew it was a flam. I thought it was different because my voice was a little low."

"You didn't notice each other. I think I was probably tired. I thought maybe..."

More than an adult Cyrillic, the ink changes dramatically.

Firstly, during the growing season, the appearance has changed up to the same generation as Flam.

I'm not going to be able to treat you as younger as before.

Hairstyle - same ponytail now as before, but were you in the mood at the festival then, putting it all down?

And the biggest difference is the eyes.

The thread that was sewn together was removed, and there are eyeballs there that shouldn't have been.

Flam peered into his water-colored eyes, but could not read his emotions from it.

"That, prosthetic eye?

"Eh heh, isn't that amazing? Eterna made it for me. It's been a while."

"That's great, Mr. Eterna"

"Compliments don't answer anything"

Meanwhile, Eterna's cheeks are slightly red.

"And a set of prosthetic eyes and pseudo-optic nerves, to be exact"

"I'm not sure, but you've increased your awesomeness"

"Yes, wow. I did my best."

They worked pretty hard enough to say one word.

In rebuilding the Wang capital, there would have been many roles entrusted to the clever Eterna, who would have come sewing between busy jobs.

All of them, for ink.

Flam was delighted to get a glimpse of the bond between the two, which deepened even further after the month of four years.

"Come on, come on, we still have time to talk, and we're waiting for the food, so let's get up quick."

I gently pressed the back of the flam so that Milkit could blame it.

He wants to show his cooking.

"You smell good."

"I guarantee the smell as well as the taste!

"Whoa, Milkit's full of confidence."

"Because I wanted your husband to eat and I've been practicing until today!

I've been waiting.

Maybe dozens, hundreds of times more than the others - no, tens of thousands of times, get Flam home.

So obviously the tension is high, and the eyes are sparkling.

To Flam, just looking at her is so painfully telling that I am loved.

Just be there, be happy.

"Millkit"

"Yes, your husband...... hmmm!?

Flam impulsively placed his hand on Milkit's jaw, snatching his lips.

Faces that harden into sudden events.

Cyril and Saila turn bright red in their faces, ink and Negas shake for some reason, and Eterna is shuddered with her head in her arms.

(I've done a hell of a lot of things...)

That was also an unexpected event for Flam.

It was something I did myself, but when I realized it, I did.

(Bad that the mill kit is too cute, yeah)

Fram unreasonably shifts responsibility.

It can't be destructive enough to convey "likes” all over the body.

Besides, they came to say publicly that they would accept themselves unconditionally.

I mean, there's no stopper.

No, shame may be what goes into it, but Fram's favor is also, again, that crap is way beyond that - and if it is, I'll have to if I can't stand it.

"Pfft... ha... ha..."

Release your lips and Milkit's eyes are moisturized.

Her husband's meter smashes the maximum to the far side and climbs to places that don't look heavenly.

Regardless, needless to say, there is no such thing as anger in her for being suddenly deprived of her lips.

I just repeat in my head that even 'I'm glad my husband kissed me, I love him, I love him'.

If the mill kit had a tail, it must be swinging with a bunch of bumps all the time.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't stand watching Milkit."

"Yes, no... Um... no problem... let's just..."

Rockless mill kits guided Flum to the room with pleasure.

I don't care how you look at it, it seems like there's nothing wrong with it.

Eterna, who was the only one calmly watching a series of interactions, laughed as the two disappeared into the living room, "Phew" blowing out.

It's a nostalgic feeling somewhere, although it's much more escalating than before.

The return of Flam is also, for her, one separation.

It was the moment when the last piece, which was not enough for a peaceful routine, finally got into place.

Such Eterna also takes a step toward following the Flams to the living room.

But something pulls me off. I can't walk well.

Looking back, for some reason the ink was sticking out his lips towards Eterna, "Mm-hmm."

"Go."

The chop bursts like a crack in the face.

Ink protested with her lips pointed in a different way as she rubbed her slightly reddened face.

"It hurts, Eterna, I just wanted to confront both of you!

"That's strange"

Eterna kicks cool and leaves for the living room.

"Bu bu! Eterna's! Tundele!

Ink cursing doesn't even reach her.

Saila laughed bitterly when she saw how it was going.

The two are of the same generation, and the age difference with the partner is similar.

I guess that's why I compare it.

Well - Eterna and Ink aren't even lovers yet in the first place.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Wow......!

Flam accidentally raised his voice to the array of lavish dishes lined up, and to the decorations of the handcrafted room.

Even my parents' birthday party has never been so well prepared.

It may not compare to that, but Fram is impressed anyway.

"Ko, this dish, it's all prepared by Milkit?

"Of course I asked you to help me, but mainly I made it"

Having managed to recover from the impact of the kiss, Milkit follows behind the flam in a nasty manner.

"What about this huge chunk of meat?

"It's a roast buffalo meat. Would you like to hang up a little?

"Yeah, wish."

A mill kit that thinly cuts the meat with the knife that was left on the side in your hand.

When the blade broke the surface, gravy flooded from the inside and flowed through the surface.

The cross section is more pink and incredibly soft as you can see from the way the knife slips.

Quality meat and a good skilled cook, the first feeling these two combined made up was there.

Flam unwittingly swallows a sawdust.

"Would you like to try a slice?

"No... I'd love to, but... how about after the party starts"

"Right, that might be a good idea"

While the flams were shaking, the Eternas who came into the room were preparing drinks and dishes.

Flam also had a desire to help, but she's the star of the day.

Conversely, it would be annoying to leave here, concentrating on a conversation with Milkit.

"Was this fish a tourna?"

Now the flam approaching the redfish sashimi.

"It's Deep Toona."

"Wow, a famous A-rank monster because it's delicious but expensive! Can you eat it raw?

"I asked Mr. Zeion to fetch it from the demonic realm."

They sent me a direct delivery for today.

Mostly fish that can be taken in the north, so it's not quite something that can be eaten raw in the kingdom.

The fat body is lit by lights, and its appearance is like a jewel.

Beautiful enough to waste time eating, including the serving that stands out on the flowers.

"Next time simmer bore meat...... kun kun...... this sweet smell, candy bore?

"Correct."

"Nfu, you ate here once. I miss it, and the food Milkit cooked for me at that time was so good."

"It's better than it was back then."

"Ugh! Looking forward to it!

Before you cook, the flam makes you feel better.

Furthermore, this time it approached a large cake with plenty of fruit and three layers that stood out.

"This also has a mill kit?

"No, this one was made by Mr. Cyril."

"Cyril did? Give me this big cake!?

On the basis of a surprising flam, Cyril approaches one hand of the glass.

When she put it on the table, she said in a scuffle.

"Not as good as Milkit, but because I've been waiting for Fram's return, too"

"No, that's not the level you can make with a hobby."

"Yeah, actually, I'm in training at a cake shop. I went to that store with Fram."

"Cyril, are you looking for a confectioner!?

With as much power as she has, she should be able to afford to build a fortune as an adventurer.

Even so, I had no idea that my power as a brave man would take on a profession that had little to do with it.

"It's often said that treasure is rotten, but it's not what you want to do or what you can do."

"Oh well... you said you didn't really like fighting or anything"

"I think it's better for me now. It's not like this wasted power is useless at all."

When you do evil in the city, Cyril shows up in an apron from nowhere - you think it's not uncommon?

"I hope I can have my own store someday"

"I'm trying my best with that intent"

Cyril is also becoming Cyrillic and seems to be moving forward.

I felt like I was being left behind, and I just missed him a little bit.

It's just something I don't realize because I'm lying to you now, but if I calm down, I guess I'll feel more that way.

"We're all set over here, it's time to start"

In Eterna's voice, the conversation was suspended.

Everyone holds a glass of juice in their hand.

And his gaze turned simultaneously, toward the flam.

"... eh, I'll do the tone of toast?

"I hope so."

"No matter what they say all of a sudden, what am I supposed to talk about... eh"

Flam that ties the lips into a single letter and thinks in.

Right next door, Milkit whispers "Good luck" in support.

And in the end, I could barely think of any thoughtful words or anything, so I just hit it off and Flam opened his mouth.

"There was a lot going on up until today... but somehow, safely, I was able to come back to this house. Soon, after four years... uh, a lot of confusion, but surprisingly, we haven't all changed and we're relieved"

She spins words with a strong expression and a discontinuity.

"Why is that a tribute?

"That's all I'm nervous about!

The wildly murky flam of ink.

But it only relieves a little nervousness.

"Until now, I have fought desperately. Tell yourself you have to defeat Origin, whether it hurts or suffers. But the truth is... I didn't like it, I didn't like it, I couldn't help it"

There was only enough to count, such as the battle with salvation.

All you have to do is settle in a creepy way, like your chest will no longer do.

What I wanted is happiness.

But the truth is, I've been fighting to keep getting away from the hell I push.

"That's right."

"I don't want to fit in the eyes like a flam either"

Even people like Neigus and Eterna seem to want to give Fram a break for his condition.

Or there wouldn't be anywhere in the world, such as someone who wants to fit the same eye.

As it turned out, a great deal of power remained in her hands, but that was not what she was looking for.

"I was seeing an end, so I managed to do my best. I've always dreamed about this day in this house, the day I live with people I love and loved, and that's why I fought for it."

The support was definitely there.

Assuming Flam was lonely, his heart would have broken sooner.

Even if I hadn't, I wouldn't have made it to the end point if I hadn't loved Milkit as much as I do now.

"The people you love and the people you care about are different frames,"

"I have no choice, because it's a flam and a mill kit"

"That's too convincing."

Sarah and Ink convinced in parts unrelated to the content of the story, in places unrelated to Flam.

The two of the same age are still friends today.

"Well, I'm sorry to conclude this after all this time, but until today, I've been working so hard... why, I'm not working anymore. I'll spend some time until I die. Take it easy, don't think deeply, I cuddled with Milkit and came alive to my liking and made up my mind!

Eterna has listened with a relatively serious look so far, but she collapsed hard to follow.

Obviously, the look on Flam's face was floating, and I didn't expect it to end with a serial story from the start, but still.

"Any way of life, any husband, I will follow"

And even when you hear Flam's statement of intent, it's still a lukewarm mill kit.

Whatever you do anymore, even if God interrupts, it will be impossible to break her feelings for the Lord.

"Uh, so - at the beginning of my casual life, kampa!

Shitty, Fram wore a glass.

Go on. The other faces, half laughing, continue with 'Cheers'.

Thus began a noisy and delightful party to celebrate Flam's return.

But at that time they knew not yet.

Ahead, unimaginable chaos awaits.