He was wrapped all over his body in ash and finished a single sword.
My arm is doing well these days. I'm in the mood too.
At times like this, it mostly... gets in the way.
"Sorry I'm late at night, I'm coming in."
Look, I'm here.
It's something I'm already used to, and the prince still comes in as little as he can in his room today.
"What, you look disgusting. You can go home, okay? If that's okay with you. Look, I'm leaving, okay?
That's a pain in the ass, that's an unusual pain in the ass.
Iris hates me.
Naturally I couldn't get it out of my mouth, so I just kept screaming out loud in my heart.
"You can't drive me back if you're good like that. So, what can I do for you?
"Today, I brought you something nice."
Good stuff?
"He said he looked happy. I want to compare my disgusting face to the side."
"What's a good one?
"Guys who want things excessively are mostly those who have some fear at the bottom of their minds. I thought you had something on your chest, didn't you?
Shh, sharp. Even though it's pompous in terms of love.
"Ma, Ma. Yo, prince handsome! Kudan country one!!
"What, that obvious flattery? If you've done something wrong, tell me as soon as possible. It will be extra difficult to deal with later. Well, let's get back to the souvenirs."
"Right. Is that the black box in its right hand?
A square box covered in leather held in one hand by the prince.
There must be some good stuff in there. I smell it. My nose says.
"That's right. You've been making a lot of noise about rewards, so I've been collecting them specially. This can only be eaten by royalty or by a limited number of noblemen.
What? That blatantly disgusting face. "
I see the prince has been good at reading my expression lately.
In fact, I was disappointed.
Food.
The royal reward is food.
I'm not a kid!
You'll be done when you eat it, that!
There was more, you know, in the royal castle. Kettle! The kettle system is desirable. Paintings are good.
Ha, your son doesn't seem to know what's going on there.
"You don't understand. You said it yourself before. The reward will be worth something later."
"Hmm? You remember that very well, that. Then why the food?"
"Food is food, this is amazing. Fine, I'll show you something first."
The prince opened the black box, using both hands, looking important.
From the inside, wow, wow!!
Odor, you smell so bad, this.
"What do you say? It's amazing."
"Wow, it smells amazing!
In the box, there was a brown round ball.
It's wrinkly and wrinkly. So, he's emitting a strong smell like he rotted the fish.
I mean, this...
"Prince, I won't say it the way I wrapped it because it's just the two of us..."
"Hmm?"
"It's a pussy, right, this"
"It's not a pussy!
"No, you're sick of it! From smell to shape, how many fancy boxes are you deluding!? Because I'm a pussy."
"Uh, he's rude. Shall I take it home? It's okay, you can take it home."
So that's not a good way to put it. That's sloppy!
I'm going to have to ask you now, give me a detailed explanation.
"So what is it?
"It's a mummy"
"Mummy?"
"That's right. Plus, a mummy with the eyeballs of an ancient dragon. You fry this guy, you drink it, you get pretty high."
"Pretty high, it smells pretty dangerous!?
White powdered? Seriously, I want you to give me a break.
"To be honest, I don't know much about it either. But it's definitely worth it. I had a hard time getting it. It won't even drop in value. It's a mummy, and it won't rot any more. It's already rotten."
"Um, I'll give it to my dad, so I'll take it."
"Dude, it's really expensive stuff. Well, I don't know what to do. You're on your own."
I don't want to keep this dirty stuff.
Ask your father to get high. It's best to give this stuff to that guy.
Speaking of what the prince gave me, I'm sure you'd appreciate it and eat it right away.
If you don't belly down, you'll make money.
"Actually, I have other business to attend to today."
"What is it? Debt? Fine."
"No! That, that. Uh, what the hell, I forgot. It's all your fault."
"Debt, right? You don't have to light it up. What is it? Are you even gambling? He's a troubled man."
"No! Oh, yeah, I remember. You would have kept a lot of swords. Make your own."
"Yeah, in that room over there"
"I know. Let me take a look."
He wants to see my sword, which I've seen many times before, wondering what it's for.
What the hell kind of whim is that? You're buying me out? I would like you to do so.
There was noise of gasagoso from the next room for a while, but what is the prince doing? Normally, I'm looking for a pile of swords.
But it's that prince. You should also keep in mind the lines that are doing things that are not good.
I heard the door open and the prince came back here.
In both hands, he had three swords.
"I've been thinking for a long time that the sword you make is backwards to the crooked guts of its maker, but this is hard to say......, beautiful"
"Huh?"
Now what? Beautiful?
"Now, it's also excellent in functionality. Light, sturdy and well balanced. Um, you still have good arms."
What? Suddenly. Because even if I compliment you so much, I don't care about you, I don't like you!
Bad, it made me look like a maiden.
Don't be upset as much as the prince praised you. Me!
They think she's a light woman, then! Again, it's bad, my mind is in full maiden mode.
"Amateurs don't say things of their own accord."
With a sinister voice, I followed an unexplained narrative.
Couldn't I have done a little more decent lighting?
"Oh, I'm sorry. You should have been careful with the craftsman's delicacies."
What, he's the prince of the day!
I'll bring you a souvenir, I'll compliment you, I hate to be honest with you.
Death flag. Are you going to die? After this? Go ahead, be careful!
"I'll take these three."
I'll take it. That's bashful, that's all you need to say! Isn't that something?
I really don't mind. Anyway, it's in stock.
"Fine, but where are you taking all three?
"Oh, give it to people for a second. A lot of people take care of me."
Take care of him.
"He hates expensive things. I don't even want to give away a lot of things that are on the market or something weird to undermine my character. So I thought a lot, and, uh, I remembered the sword you were making. That, speaking of, was beautiful. That's how I feel. I thought so and came today, but it was still just good stuff. I haven't taken it seriously before, but your arms are apparently real. This is not a disgrace to give, nor is it a common thing that goes out a lot"
Probably the one who dies after this, Prince. I got a death flag. Too good a one.
And after he dies, he's the one I'm so sorry to cry about. Absolutely, yes, it is so decided.
"Who are you giving away, someone important?
"Oh, when I was a kid, I walked out of the castle, and I knew him. You let me go sick, and I've taught you a lot since then. It's because of him that I can be straight now. He's a really great guy."
"Isn't that someone pretty important?"
"Absolutely. My family's the same for me."
Does the prince have such a pure side? No, is this guy originally pure?
What the hell are they like? He must be the one who strangled my childhood prince who was busy. Mukimuki's brother? Or someone like the Virgin Mary? Either way.
"Why three?
"That's it, for protection, ornamental, preservation."
What geek.
"Ha, you have no choice. Please just take two bottles home. I'm going to hit one for protection with all my heart now, so come and get it tomorrow."
"Hmm? Why? It doesn't matter to you."
"It wouldn't have been if my sword had hurt me. I hope you at least take the confident one just for protection. Besides, it's on the edge of something. If you chose my sword because of it, you can't do it halfway. That's okay. It's ready tomorrow night, so come and get it."
The prince told him to whisper, "Well," and then he seemed to have said something, but he couldn't hear it.
I had one sword, and on my way home, the prince called out to me.
"I kind of think I could hang out as a lifelong friend with you today. You... you're not gonna die after this today, are you?
You!!