Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

New Year's Eve Eve is dawn, and the sowing country celebrated the new year with sunshine.

The words "Congratulations" echo the street.

Climb the slopes leading up to the castle so that the samurai of the tattoos can join them.

And the youngest sons and daughters working in the castle had been running to prepare for the feast before the sun rose.

"Did you cook the sea bream? - Huh!?

"Yes! It's burnt!

"Assortment of verses -!

"We are! You can carry it anytime -!

"Bye, Bow. Here, take this between the bushes!

"... Yes"

Is he also a trained cook in Kyo, a kitchen with a rather mixed language of anger?

The steam cage filled with rice has already raised the hot air, and the kitchen of Himeji Castle is so white that it can be seen.

Many men and women go through it. Hinageshi, who came for a stumble, is running around a little. It is Yumiel, if not Yumiel, who works subtly mixed with his youngest daughter.

No one noticed in the confusion, and Yumiel looked natural and carried meals and virtues (at last).

"Is that it? Yummy's one, where have you been?

While the kitchen turned into a battlefield, the rooms were quiet.

Guitar finally woke up before noon, kicking the looooooo that was diving into the futon out of the room and then stripping off his wrinkled bedding.

Dressed in a ruffled outfit called jeans and sweaters while laying low and refreshing his returning routine, Guitar realized that Yumiel was not there at the stage of drinking, now, even tea.

"Is that the bathroom?

Beyond the half-opened bamboo, there are two carefully folded futons.

From the bedding that Yumiel would have cleaned up, I didn't feel any warmth at all.

- So where did Yumiel disappear so early?

Guitar, who looked suspicious, saw the rising sun and finally realized that he was oversleeping.

"It's Sleep New Year... they're killing me on weekdays"

Guitar rinsed slowly with green tea as he grinned bitterly at the route he had decided to sleep twice in a person's futon.

"Taka Hero... I can't sleep alone... Munyamunya"

"Oh, my gosh. It's bedtime."

A round-up of silk trousers, Routou, wearing his jazzy bedtime clothes even though he was still wearing them, was able to take a sobering, soft-weather breath.

That was strange, and Guitar slapped a slight glance at Routou's stomach, in a light tone.

Fully awake, Noble University was walking down the hallway of the castle without going anywhere.

It's late for breakfast - or maybe the New Year's Eve party starts at noon, or something extraordinary, and Guitar wanders around the castle.

This was my second visit, but in Japan - no, Zipang's castle was unfamiliar to you, and he enjoyed it quite a bit just looking around.

"Hidden doors here, Ninja Mansion."

The lacquered wall opens without sound by removing a part of the column and sliding the rest like a parquet.

After an interesting stare at the gold Buddha statue sitting behind the small room that appeared, Guitar returned the pillar parts with a familiar hand.

"How about that? You looked like a thief, me now."

With his repulsion, Noble University spots traps and tricks without consciousness and disarms them without creation.

In the labyrinth is the ability to treasure - but if you change the way you use it, you can uncover even people's vaults and treasure vaults.

Laughing that it was a bad handiwork while I was at it, Guitar began to flutter again.

"Slightly. Isn't that Lord Sayama?

"Oh, it's true. Lord Sayama. Whoa, Lord Sayama!

After a while, Guitar University was called out from the sidelines.

Turning his gaze, there were eight men there, and they were glaring in with matching tattoos.

"Uh, sure... General Sora Hachi?

"Yes, it is."

"I didn't know you remembered, it's an honor!

Fifty or sixty old men up there. Twenty years down there. Young men there and only men of varying ages.

The eight samurai who serve as generals in the sowing kingdom approach your greatness with a friendly grin on their faces.

"Congratulations, Lord Sayama"

"It's not just the Rock Gardeners, but the Sayama Hall. Thank you very much!

"Ha, ha"

The men with the appearance of being great, or otherwise master or immortal, then surround themselves with a friendly attitude.

The man stinks, the noble Daiichi, who doesn't like intimidation, shrugs his neck like a snake-stunned frog and just replies vaguely.

"Congratulations, if Lord Sayama and Master Kaol are united, it would be an unwanted pleasure..."

"Oh, is that what Lord Oto thinks? It's an odd encounter..."

"Hey, you look great, don't you? Lord Sayama and Master Kaol...... hehe"

(Hii......!?

Gen. Soguru Hachi formed a circle and smiled at you with a relaxed shake of his body to the left and right.

Soon after realizing that he had become a caged bird, Guitar was increasingly frightened and blue-faced.

- And there.

"Oh, gentlemen. Come along."

"Ugh!?

General Sora Hachi appeared so beautiful that he roared unexpectedly.

Beautiful dark hair tied together, trimmed with tsubaki oil. The white kimono has a red band wrapped around it and a beautiful gold and silver print scattered around the hem. The thinly red painted lips hacked the mind of the beholder and nailed his gaze to the beautiful princess.

"Huh...? Could it be, Caorle, huh?

"Yes, you are, Guido."

The identity of the beautiful princess, who sent a stream to the standing noble, and made her smile demonically, was a girl whom noble also knew well.

Caol Lockyard. A girl who was a direct princess of the Rock Garden family, but lived as a commoner until the other day.

Caorle, who has been spending the same time since his identity was found, is turning into a princess about what is going on.

To his transformation, Guitar and Soba were astonished when they opened their eyes.

"Kusu. What's the matter, sir? Open your mouth so pompously."

"Ah! Oh, no, that"

"Master Kaol, you look great... we're here"

"Thank you"

Even the old generals of hundred wars smell the words clogged without swallowing things up.

Not surprisingly, the change was happening to Caorle.

"Well, I'll be ready for my New Year's Eve party... see you later"

"Yes! See you later!"

Until the end, General Sora Eight remained upset.

"Bye, noble. I'll see you later."

"Oh, oh."

Noble Dae, who waved at once, couldn't help but look away from the caorle.

Dropped off by men who stand up like kakashi and turned into a beautiful princess, Kaoru turns away with elegant footsteps.

Feeling the gaze gathering on his back, Caorle smiled truly and then bent over the corner of the hallway.

And -.

"What no other love. Hehe..."

He smiled lusciously, hiding his mouth with his sleeves, and laughed when he dulled.

The look, the trick, was the same thing as the fox-eared beauty Caorle met last night - no, oddly enough, it was of no different dimensions.

"I don't even have to use witchcraft. Men, etc., are bewildered by just a few colorful incenses. Lovely stuff, easy to handle."

With his eyes glowing red, Caorle had an adult look on his face.

I laughed and glanced at the red tongue tickling at what was so strange that I stopped my legs from time to time.

When the youngest sons and daughters fell in love with her like that, she stopped working. Caorle laughs again satisfied as he looks sideways at the state of it.

"We're all attracted to you. How do you feel?

Eventually, Caorle, standing in an unpopular hallway, speaks towards the hollow.

There shouldn't be anybody there - there was a strange, caorle ear resounding word.

(I'm embarrassed... my body, give it back...)

The resentful voice was the same color as the caorle.

A voice that no one else can hear. To the voice speaking directly into his brain, Caorle replied - no, whoever took over Caorle's body, shaking his head loosely.

(I don't like it. Heh heh, I can't believe you didn't serve your purpose but give your body back. Then you don't know what it was for)

(It's a casual logic, it...)

Speaking in your head are fox-eared beauties and everyday caorles.

A tall beauty - staring at the great demon, "Before the Jade Algae," Caorle takes it even further.

(I can't believe it's revenge, do it with your own body -... don't get me involved -...)

(Yahiko's grandson, it's funny because I use your body. Hehe, if it's the pleasure of eroding from the inside and eroding people and homes... once you taste it, you'll be sick too)

(I don't like it... I don't like bad taste...)

(I don't like it. I just said I don't like it, and there's no way to fight you. Hehe, come on, let's hang out with the men. drowning in this body and turning it into a puppet)

(Like such a bad girl, my body can't do it...)

Are you tired of protesting too, Caorle tries to stop before the algae with a powerless voice.

But the Great Demon of the Fox smiled confidently and encouraged a caorle to despise himself.

(You are a princess. It's okay, I'm sure it'll work. You have nothing to worry about)

(You can't make it work... and you saw Takahiro's face earlier, right? I was frightened...)

(I was in love with that, that is. He was obsessed with your beauty and mine, too)

(Am I right?

(Yes, it is.)

(I don't know...)

Back to back with a caorle whining with no confidence, her body rested on eagle fried, smiling.

"See, Gui (wig). Caor-sama's glossy face."

"Oh, oh, I thought I saw it. What a beauty... a living copy of Kaoru as a young man."

"Knock... what a disloyalty to fall in love with a princess on your master's side. It's this near-right, life-long unconsciousness."

"No, it's something we don't have a choice. I thought it would glow if I polished it, but I didn't know it was this good. I was surprised, too."

Well, when the caorle and the prealgae were asking questions.

The eight remaining Sora generals in the hallway still looked prodigious and discussed our princess.

"What does this mean?

"So you're saying you've got a sense of being a princess in the rock garden?

"No, I don't know the way until it does. Besides, there seems to be another reason for this to be different."

"So what do you mean?"

"That look as if you've become a woman from a girl... Hello, Master Caorle..."

"Master Caorle...?

"I thought you blossomed your love flower...!

"" "Ooh......!

Gen. Yagami looked at the corner of the hallway as if to ask.

There stands a man, who would be the thoughtful man of Caorle, as if he were a jerk.

He was fascinated by that gloss, too. That's how General Sora Hachi made his predictions...

"He... Caorle..."

At the heart, the man targeted before the algae...

"Did you even eat weird mushrooms...?

Caorle was wondering if he had touched it and how far it was from love and love.