The order of hands and feet was also bullshit, and Guitar ran through the intermediate district.
I didn't even decide where I was going, I didn't stop my legs when my breath went up, just that he kept running even.
No, correctly, you're on the run. From the marks of reaching out from a blank past. From my sins that come up on blank pages.
"Yumiel, you got a reason not to let me out of the house... ok. You left me at home for a week because you were worried. Not me. She was worried about the girls I'd put my hands on. So, Yumiel was always about me. To do surveillance......!
His breath is constant, and he mocks himself. Contempt yourself from the bottom of your heart to hide your ugly beast greed.
"As soon as I left, a girl named Lutu disappeared, and now I know. That kid got away! I ran away somewhere... before it was too late."
Your Highness thought it was hard work.
Buy a girl who loves to play slaves without a coward, make her wear maid clothes and let her samurai, that's not enough and stretch her forefingers here and there.
Beautiful maid like a doll. Adorable dragon man. Beastman around the age of ten. Brown skinned adventurer. Nobility in luxurious clothing. White peach sisters. The daughter of a neighborhood fixer. Various other people visited Free Life.
"Who! To whom and to whom, I have poisoned my teeth! I did irrevocably......!?
No way, everyone...
Different expectations blurred his head to think, and Guitar vomited majestically.
Sneezing and making noises and dirty spitting in the alley looks just like it, its own ugliness. There's so much dirt in me.
The more I think about it, the more I see it in tears.
Raising his voice like a frog with a hiccups, he nevertheless moved forward, forward, as if fleeing something.
"Where am I?"
You can't ask yourself that, or he can tell by losing his memory.
From the alley to the alley, the end of the walk to convey the wall was a large square somewhere. In a circular square filled with bricks, people carrying swords, spears and a large bow go and go.
Unlike the policemen who guarded the security of the city, the knights we saw in the upper districts, their fitness was chiseled, and there was no such thing as unity seen anywhere.
Some knight-style men wear armor and cape, while others are muscular in fur. Some lightly dressed elves with short bows in their hands, and some big men with axes.
I guess this is the case when it comes to this cluttered feeling in common. Armed young and old were spending their thoughts in a pompous open space in the city.
"They could be, adventurers...... are they?
Lost his memory, Guitar University had taught him various things from Yumiel. About this city. About this country. About this continent. About this world.
In it, the word adventurer did also appear. It is unfamiliar to you, but it must be to Easwind, and it is very common.
Those who solve, including rough events, that national organizations alone cannot get around. Those who challenge the unknown realm and are adventurous in fighting mighty demons. That was the adventurer, and Granferia had their home base operating in Easwind.
I guess that's this square and the huge building that stands behind it more and more. Noble Daisy, who so decided - turned her back on the guild hall.
For today's greatness, the people who live properly were too dazzled. He even caught sight of those who move vigorously, though dirty in sand and mud.
Guilt is a horrible thing, and now your greatness was full of sorrow for all things in the world. A fucking bug like myself seriously thought I shouldn't get mixed up with the adventurers.
Shrink your body, you're behind the square. But there was a voice on his back.
"Ta, taka hilo!? Walk all the way out here...... what happened to the little maid? Aren't you with me?
"Alty."
I guess I found your greatness and ran out of breath. The red-haired girl, feather-woven in a fur jacket, held back the noble man trying to walk away, exhaling in a rough breath.
"No way, are you walking alone? I don't think so. I'm not in the mood yet, so sleep at home. Uh."
"I'm not hurt, I'm fine."
Are you worried about your health, Alty, touching all over his body to see if he's injured or unwell. She very much regretted that she had made your university amnesic while she was there.
That's why I was a caretaker and worried I could say slightly excessive. However, you were perfectly forgiving to the girl who would show her face like every day, which should be called an injury feat.
"Speaking of which, Artie was an adventurer, wasn't she? Wouldn't it be strange to be here?"
"That's right. The Adventurer's Guildhall is over there, and my house is nearby. If you don't need me, I'm usually hanging around here."
"Oh well."
You get caught and your greatness laughs at the unyielding smile of a little girl floating one or two times more than you. Alti's innocence was also a salvation for the great nobility of today.
"So, what's going on? Why are you all alone here? Do you have him? Are you out of line?
"No, the"
Like the past week, Alty begins to pay great attention to you.
Your Highness saw her worried face and honestly decided to tell the truth.
"That's what got me out of town on my own, looking for inspiration to get my memory back."
"Huh? No to the city by yourself?
To your confession, flashy alty.
That too should be true, she was born in Gran Feria growing up in Gran Feria and is well aware of the size and complexity of this city. That was why it was a shame, and that was why it was a surprise.
"Just the Intermediate District, how big do you think it is... the Onoboli are getting lost like every day? It's like a guy with amnesia walking around or going to get lost. Worst case scenario."
"Ha..."
It was a tremendously expensive thing to say that I was already lost and in public. After looking suspiciously at him laughing and deceiving, Alty coughed really big and slapped him on the smaller chest.
"All right, all right! It's irresponsible to break up like this, and it's ruthless to take you home right away. I'll show you around the city."
"What!? No, no, I'm sorry."
Even if I lost my memory, did you mean that the roots were Japanese? Guitar was reluctant to go ahead. But Alty took his arm as he butted in and walked out half forcefully.
He said, "Come on!
"Wow, wow."
When he saw the greatness he walked out to relax, Alty laughed a little at him.
Noble Dae, clueless to that smile, did not realize until the end that Alti's cheek, facing forward, was red.
Autumn is almost over and winter is coming to Granferia.
The sunset, which is much faster than in summer, lowers the book of the night without dyeing the king's capital into the sunset. Whatever it was, the living room of the Free Life was completely enclosed in the dark, and there were no shards of sunshine left.
Sitting alone in a black living room, Yumiel thinks.
That this is just like me. He said that a free life covered in darkness is the same as he is now.
Precious for Yumiel was the sun for this city. Glowing beings. Beings that lead us to a bright world. A being that warmly illuminates my cold heart and body.
A young man named Noble University was a necessity for Yumiel.
Even so, I took it for granted to be there. You assumed it was by your side. That's what I thought, so I took my eyes off them - you disappeared somewhere I didn't know.
I have a body, but no heart. Precious, but not precious. Being back in a very half-hearted state, Guitar didn't even remember Yumiel's face.
"Who are you?
Yumiel's heart froze and cracked at the bewildered question. An unfamiliar gaze seemed to open a hole in Yumiel's heart.
Yumiel thought it was his fault. The books are fine later. I should have turned the fine work later. Yumiel regretted that she would never let this happen if she followed her husband.
Didn't you want and gain strength for that? Didn't you beg for the help of the fairies in trying to help your husband?
For my shallow and ill-considered self, my husband lost his memory. I started calling myself 'Chan'. The heart that was leaning against me was separated beyond the wall.
Yumiel strokes a short whip, alone, in the dark.
To my husband, who leans around alone, I add a piscilli and a pee with this. It's easy to stay on track, you make a stop with this. And you take it spoiled. Like a child who receives profanity, Your Highness receives Yumiel's smell. And you just drool over bumps and mouth complaints.
There was an unrelenting relationship there. Two people with a close sense of distance, there they were.
But such things are nowhere to be found in today's free life. Yumiel had a strong hesitation in healing his present greatness. It's as if there's a reluctance directed at others...
"... shouldn't"
Yumiel, who returned to me from her thoughts, turned around with a magical fire on the lamp in her living room. Soon, it's totally dark. We have to hurry up and get dinner ready. And my husband's welcome.
Alty just contacted me. He said he sent your university to near Free Life. As far as the motion of the light points displayed on the MAP, he said he didn't seem lost.
We have to welcome him. Even if you're losing your memory, your body is certainly precious. I must welcome my dear husband...
Beat me with that whip.
"-!?
When were you coming back?
In the midst of the living room, there is a noble man who stands up like a ghost, and he turns his dead eyes to Yumiel.
"What?"
"I know exactly what I mean. I understood it so painfully in just one day. That I am a man to be punished."
"Your husband, sir."
"I was smiling inside being encouraged by Artie. But the minute I got home and saw you, it seemed like I was being showered with cold water. Yes, I remembered that I was the kind of person who would buy slaves, and that I was a livestock who would give a hand to a girl around the age of ten."
Precious man approaching Yumiel with his vain eyes. Yumiel had a chest ache in that appearance that didn't even look like him once.
- No! You are not Sayamatakahiro! My husband is not like you!
It's easy to deny, but when I uttered this word, something decisive in Yumiel seemed to break. I had a feeling your connection to Yumiel was going to be cut off this time.
So Yumiel waved a whip. To put life into an unreliable husband. I lose my memory somewhere, to keep it from my sloppy husband. And to excite myself.
As before, Yumiel waved a whip.
"-!!
The thirsty sound echoed into the living room of the free life. Then, your great anger.
"Ouch, Yumiel! What are you doing all of a sudden?
"Huh! Your husband, what's that...!?
"Huh!? What's this?
The first, crude word since I lost my memory. For a moment when I was whipped, my former greatness came back to life.
"Also, maybe it's the one called shock therapy. Yumiel, beat me more with a whip. And give me a chance to remind myself of my sins and make amends!
"... I don't know, I get it"
Pern!
"Ugh!
Papan!
"Ugh!
Spa, Pa, Pa!
"Ugh!
Whenever Yumiel whips, the gentle expression of the noble majesty peels off, and from that gap the former noble majesty glances at his face.
The stronger Yumiel is and the more strength he can put into his arms, the more noble he once is.
The two, in a single whip, found hope and a future.
"More! More whips on me!
"... Yes"
A strip of light lit up a free life closed in the dark.
Meanwhile, around that time, a dragon girl was walking through the intermediate district of Granferia.
"Huh. When Yumiel and I arrived, I panicked because of the degree of amnesia. You panic like that because you can't believe your bond with Takahiro."
The girl, wearing a dress layered with many pieces of black thin silk, colors her head with black rose ornaments.
"If one or two memories, loved ones, talk to each other, they'll be right back. It makes you feel shallow on the bottom at a time when you don't know how easy it is."
Huh, and a dragon girl with a good face. Her name is Rootoo. He called himself your fiancée.
"But this is also an opportunity. I've had plenty of room to make dresses this past week. Then, he dresses his dowry so much as he sees it, and exchanges his mouth with Noble Daughter. Memories of resurrection! The bond shown! They go straight into bed and make sure they love each other...... ummm, it's still better to be dramatic on the first night"
Mmm-hmm. Laughed Routooo, shaking a costume similar to a wedding dress, walks the residential district.
Whatever you want, Free Life is now. On the route now, a house that seemed like it could be anywhere looked like a nest of love like nothing else.
"Come on, Takahiro! We're gonna love each other so much!
Luttoo opened the front door with enthusiasm and jumped into the living room with momentum.
And there, I saw it.
"Ugh! More! More! Ahhh!
"... here's the thing? Here's the deal?
"Ha ha! Ha gu! Yes, yes! Yes!"
"... Is this a good idea? Your husband."
"Hey, something kuru! Something kuru!!
"Huh... hey, what is this, huh...?
Too much sight, Routout slipped his hips and sat properly on the spot.
"What is it, what...?
A noble man who crawls on all fours, raises his ass high and raises his beastly voice, and Yumiel, who attacks him with no expression.
The two, illuminated by the pale light of the demonic guide lamp, were repeated one-sided offenses on the floor, as if they were some sort of ritual.
With the sight of a teary-eyed lutoo, the celery that grew out of your great ass was shaking slightly.