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[Number 32] Stay with me!

A Boring Evil God Entertains Old Testament

A punch should not burn with the words' passion '.

A god complains that 24 hours a day is too much

A very rash drink enters in a hurry

A Boring Faith Appears to Be Interested

Better than I expected

You can see how many gods, like warriors, live in this vast universe!

Of course, the reasons are different.

If a warrior is a wild goose chase, the gods are simply set free from a free life.

Honor? Domination?

To God, this is a piece of junk that you can get easily by reaching out your hand.

What they really want is to achieve something and be recognized as a god.

Think about it.

Millions of ants live in my backyard, and they run in love with the honey I give them.

Do you feel like you have the whole world looking at them?

So do the gods.

“God is rewarded only by gods, not by men. ”

Anything else is worthless.

Like the number of ants and their behavior is meaningless to humans.

Always welcome a teacher who is fair and decent

Looking at the carrot teacher, I felt that way, and I was sure as I talked.

The moral maiden's reputation is the one whose sword was taken from Molandroid and depressed! ’Didn't you say something?

There will definitely be a reaction.

A god reveals his ambition to be a great teacher

What Cultist summoned me?

An audacious torso rushes forward without hesitation

......

The reaction is too good to be true.

The proud Phantashian dimension was shaken by the many visits of a god.

“... surprisingly well tolerated. ”

It's supposed to be a burden, but thanks to the visit of the gods to Fantasy, my personality has risen.

School entrance fee?

It's like a teacher paying school to teach students.

“What the...! ”

First, Principal Bakery came running to me feeling pooped.

I smiled at the righteous GGG class warrior who gave relief to the onlookers and told him to relax.

“It's okay, Principal Bakery. ”

“I can't breathe! ”

“Once you get used to it, you'll be fine. Not unless you get used to it. ”

“Well...”

Some of the gods who responded to my job advert were each more than their fellow warriors who were as individually distinct as they were autonomous.

“School...! ”

“I'm in the Office of Hell?! ”

“Quiet in school... fuck! Taste my Wheat Bomb! ”

“Oops?! Cough, cough!"

“Hehe! Coward! ”

Gods who live freely without being controlled by anyone.

I want to get rid of everything at the interview, but if I do, the school will be ruined by the wrath of the gods.

“There are a lot of students. ”

There will be no complaints if you give them to the gods appropriately.

“There are many teachers...”

As Bakery pointed out, the number of gods was not decreasing, but increasing.

Warrior

And my strength became stronger.

After realizing providence, I felt confident that I could do anything, but now I feel like being arrogant.

It was that great.

I became that bold.

“Haha! Principal Bakery. Assign new teachers one office at a time. And the classroom... except it's a lot of pressure in first and second grade, so give it to them properly from the third grade. ”

“Easy for you to say...”

“Bakery.”

“Yes, sir. ”

“Is it easy to be a principal? Do you want me to take it off now? ”

“... I'll work hard. ”

“Excellent posture. ”

I delegated a new teacher issue to Principal Bakery who was dedicated to the mission and fighting!

“Mwahaha!”

“Tsk?! Give me back my panties! ”

“Mwa-ha-ha-ha!”

“Retribution!”

“Mwa-ha-ha-ha?! ”

It was very wild.

In particular, whenever the high-ranking gods made a ruckus, they screamed like the Fantasy dimension had exploded.

If many gods hadn't given me the 'entry fee’ to become stronger, I would have burst, not thumbs up.

“Hey, sir. ”

“Work hard. ”

“My beautiful daughter was born with a voice that resembles her. I want to see her grow up...”

“Oh! Congratulations. And we'll see. What are you worried about? ”

“I don't think I'll live long...”

“Haha! Excellent posture, Principal Bakery. If you are a true warrior, you must always live in fear of death. ”

“Ha…”

I said something disgusting to the principal who sighed deeply.

“Bakery, why don't you take this opportunity to learn from some gods and become a god? ”

“I wonder if that's possible...”

“It's easier than self-study, right? ”

“...... ”

I tapped Principal Bakery's spine in order to cheer up, and then I escaped from a vastly expanded office.

I've recruited the gods, but I don't intend to tell you what to do. Those free souls can't keep up.

Whether you teach students or not, it is the heart of the gods.

I'm just laying the groundwork.

I did everything I could with it.

“Drug dealer.”

“Why?”

“A quiet rural fantasy crowded with urban residents, so it feels great to be a native! ”

“That's a relief. ”

“So what's a drug dealer gonna do now? Are you going to leave all your housework to my cowardly nephew and have a lazy life? ”

“Hm. We will one day, but it's still early. ”

“Someday you will! ”

“Of course.”

My dreams are precious.

But not right now. How only those who are ready are qualified to play.

Or a tyrant.

“A drug dealer. What are you doing? ”

“Is there something wrong with being a warrior? ”

Incitement and forgery.

I am diligently touching my phone.

⤷Munchkin: Backers. Come on up here. A fantasy world full of dreams and hopes awaits.

⤷What grade are you in already?

⤷Baal: Hey. Don't feed the starving one.

⤷Shiva: Zeus II...

⤷LG: If you want to play senior here, you have to start in high school. If you can. Foot!

⤷Shiva. Did you call me?

⤷AK: Both of you. Just date her.

“Hmm…”

A community situation where you can't even say a word to a senior.

If you retreat like a defeated dog here, you will cry "The Righteous GGG Warrior."

There's only one answer.

It is taking and uploading an authenticated photo.

“Drug dealer, where are you going? ”

“Sixth grade classroom. ”

I want to go to eighth grade if I feel like it, but if I do, I will be suspected as an operator or a teacher.

Currently, the highest-grade year is in the fourth grade, except for returning teachers.

So sixth grade is just right.

“Let's go! ”

“I don't need a rub. ”

Flash-!

It's the sixth fantasy world ruled by Catfish and Giants.

It's also a cute Captain Fantasy cradle.

*

“... a baby. ”

“Pussy?”

“You're enjoying life, aren't you? ”

“Pussy."

My final stage captain fantasy was living like a baby.

The massively shrinking creature was sucking his rich chest while holding it in the arms of the second angel Uriel.

The face of an angel holding such a Captain Fantasy is corrupt in itself!

A dazzling face, a millet swoops down at my mouth and greets me.

“What brings you to this humble temple? ”

“Boarding trip.”

“Aha!”

“Wait a minute. I have a cowardly widow with MAX status, so I'm going to take a picture of her certification. ”

“Yes. Whatever it takes. ”

Bang.

I stood side by side as soon as Yuuel's portrait permit fell and took a picture with Moranphone.

Hmm. Well done.

“Drug dealer.”

“Don't tell me you have to take it again because you're closed. ”

“Hmph! The first spirit is beautiful in any form. Rather, if my nephew sees this, his jealousy will explode. ”

“Why?”

It's a picture of my handsome husband working hard.

“Like, a couple. ”

“... Hmm? ”

“That big baby looks just like you. And there's a woman holding a baby like that. I think it's a good situation to be suspicious of. ”

“...... ”

Infinite detective-like deduction that is not suitable for drug spirits.

I was cold sweating behind my back.

It's already been uploaded to the Molanphon community.

⤷Munchkin: You see that?

⤷LUNA: Wow! It's the babies and the saints of the litter!

⤷YSIS: She's cute! I have to move on to Caterpillar Bridge from today.

⤷Amon: It's real!

⤷Shiva. See? That's the real you. It's not qualitatively different from the guy who's a snob like you.

⤷Shiva: What's this keyboard warrior saying? Stop hiding and come to Elveheim's Capital Plaza immediately.

⤷ZK: Munchkin. This junior greets you! (__)

You still have the class warrior, Ziq?

I thought I'd given up and gone back to Earth, but I was still living in the fantasy world.

Surprisingly tenacious.

“Pussy?”

“It's nothing. ”

How do I revert a verified photo I've already sent?

Giving up neatly, I looked back at a baby sucking on fluffy breasts about the size of a trillion-headed head.

... This guy's the most lazy.

I never thought my dream would come true first, Captain Fantasy.

“Sir, ask me anything. I know anything about the sixth dimension. ”

“Hmm…”

If you told me you were here for a photo ID, you'd be at the bottom of your face.

I pretended to be considerate of Umuel's proposal and said,

“How is she doing? ”

That delicate baby is my incarnation. In other words, it is a religion that believes in me.

On this occasion, I decided to find out how much the church was expanding.

“Overwhelming the Molang Bridge! Your baby's popularity is unparalleled with absolute support from the strongest giants and dragons in the fantasia world! ”

“I see.”

Apologies for the great being, Master Molan, but it seems that there are limits to the expansion of the church.

“Side by side?

Unless he proves his existence and works hard like this one, Molang Bridge will be forced to become obsessed with nurturing.

It's a shame.

They're both religions I'm involved in.

It was fine until I pushed away the goddess who was chasing after the ugly Headmistress Parmael, but when I pushed her away, the two religions were arguing over their sovereignty.

“Sir, I don't know if this is an inappropriate intervention with your baby's trivial toy, but wouldn't it be okay? ”

“Why?”

“We don't know that there have been massive influences of literature coming from outside Fantasy recently. Molang Bridge, praising Molang, already exists in space. ”

“Really?"

You already knew that in space, didn't you?

I guess he didn't know the greatness of the Fantasy Village and its bitches.

“So at least the Fantasy has its own religion, and I don't think that's bad. What do you think of the baby? ”

“Meow? Meow! ”

... I see.

Maybe it's time to stand alone in the arms of a cheerful master.

“I'll see you later. ”

“Yes.”

“Squirt.”

According to the original Spirit's guess, the jealous wife is heading this way. The Spies have been tipped off.

Let's move quickly.

“Drug dealer, where are you planning to hide? ”

“I'm hiding? Ha! That's for people with stabbed vertebrae. I'm relieved?”

My love for the moral maiden with tears.

“Why?”

“... nothing. ”

I think I forgot to rescue you from the carrot teacher, but I feel bad.

At that time, I saw a message posted by a student who was unusual to Molanphon.

⤷AR: Are you all right? He's been kidnapped by this strange world. Wake up!

“... interesting student. ”

The righteous senior warrior headed for first-grade Fantasy, where the freshmen were swarming with freshmen.