Gang of Yuusha

"Hey, darling. How's the adventurer running these days?

"I'm doing some favors... you're gonna take over my room"

Lorelei's personal belongings, which thrive through the apartment, gradually increase, with curtains changing from rugged to floral fancy and unfamiliar clothing boxes sitting in the corner of the room.

The living area was eroded and Shoji put his sleeves through a tannic brown jacket, feeling the crisis.

Although it is a place where you only wake up about once every two days for what you are using as a safe house.

Every day, she's becoming a better husband with her legs.

Seeing a horse stuffed animal on the sink, Shoji, who was brushing his teeth, in turn felt like he was living there.

"Even if I quit the potion business, I'll stay here."

Bend your knees in a pyjama and sit down as a girl.

He claiming by banging Davo Davo's sleeve against his own sitting futon.

I go to the Adventurer Guild for the potion business, but I was hesitant to give details.

I don't know all about Lorelei's friendship.

Sometimes I give too much information and leak somewhere with mundane claps.

"Guardian Spirit." You are.

"I'm sleeping in the middle of the night. You know you rubbed my ass. Don't throw it away."

"It's just intellectual curiosity"

He made an ugly excuse, deliberately showing his hands flat, and Shoji sat down at the table.

to see how the growth is going, excuse yourself.

Anyone - if they have a defenseless body that sleeps easily, they will be driven by feelings and want to touch it. The buttocks were soft and the elasticity was irresistible.

But it's still safe. It's not out.

and forced him to drink half the upset in his chest to convince him.

I refrain from working, and I can't start drinking during the day, I can finish it with orange juice.

"When... or no. I don't want to go to school."

Mm-hmm. After reaching out one hand, Lorelei slumped on his suddenly visited full body.

Start stretching out your fearful hands and feet to unwind, rubbing your puffy chest yourself.

Are you suffering from a body that suffers from growth pain, or are you scrubbing calves to thrive?

It's about time I grew taller, and it's about time I changed as a woman.

I turned away from my face when my eyes were about to glance at my limbs.

"Go to school...... I have many Lord Dachi too. And I learned the art of living."

"Darling looks like life would be fun...... he looks way-based. What am I, a girl of Gigis descent?"

"You're friends with Misers."

When I gave the name of Lorelei's friend who had been involved in the whorehouse in the past, he swelled his cheeks up a lot.

"I'm a friend, but I haven't been able to play since I got involved with Darling's business."

"I'll hire her. Instead, you can take the day off. You must have accumulated quite a few pennies."

To my surprise, Lorelei was the best earner in the group.

Shoji was to get a lot of money, but the inner part was not calm as the girl seemed to be hitting on him.

It's adorable when you're dealing with it, so it also makes you feel like you have a pet.

Though a dependence similar to affection is likely to arise sooner or later and more frightening.

"Save it and fund your marriage. I want a suburban house with a pool... not enough yet."

"Lorelei. You're still a kid. You should be obsessed with pretty clothes for your age."

"Yeah... well, buy me the right clothes, darling's preference."

Then he comes near me on all fours like a cat, squirting straight next to me.

Hey, and the sweet voice and sloppy face come in front of me, so Shoji got uprooted.

"If it's as a reward for the job, give"

"I don't care! Bright red underwear to eat in the ass or something!

I put my hand on my head because I said it in momentum with a full, unyielding grin.

Are you happy with that, I'm going to snuggle up and cheek.

The dull blonde hair is being taken care of. It was turning into a sarcastic soft hair texture, mixed with a sweet body odor and smelled of citrus perfume.

My lips are bloody, my cheeks are slippery and curly eyelashes - I'm noticing more color.

"Don't be a hooker in the city. Inviting wasteful danger."

"Ugh! But I hear some crazy women have been out lately. Darling, don't follow me because I'm upset."

"Is there such a fatality in this error knife?

"Apparently. I don't know about Shima-kun's flirting with other women. But underwear, I'm really looking forward to it."

Buying is clothing, not underwear - Shoji peeled Lorelei off, even though she was stunned by a brain converted purchase list, and began to prepare for her outing.

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Move through the alleys of the Glades.

Vacant collective housing and street childrens.

A great street sale to call a store.

Wild dogs and wildcats crawling around in search of slight bait.

When asked about the late seller near the dump site for industrial waste, Gibbs and the pawn owner Bowdy, full of bandages, greeted him with a pulled face.

He was a buyer who irrationally bogged down before when Shoji tried to sell off "Percivel's Atelier" and sent him to the hospital.

The store is lined with suspicious folk art and carriage components, daily necessities made of horns and bamboo, and inventions that magic engineers don't even want to create.

Though it is surprising that the late dealers for the bandits are opening their shops with dignity, they are supposed to be selling accidents and waste products that have been genuinely leaked from circulation.

Whether it's junk or authentic, if I order it, I'll get the approximate one from somewhere.

"Hey, Shoji. How are you?"

Trauma was rooted in the rubbed voice.

He is trying to gaze at his complexion as he dwells.

Shoji stopped at the store and confirmed his order.

"Bodie, give me twenty sets of empty bottles of Middle Potion. Later it's bankrupt alchemist's experimental appliance or whatever. Sell me everything you got."

"Whoa, whoa."

Body disappeared into the store.

Looks like I got what I ordered and I'm relieved.

The vials of perfect potion being distributed were cheap made by an amateur glassmaker, but thanks to the use of authentic bottles, albeit disguised, they were acceptable to customers and were less likely to break due to a transport accident.

I might have been right to account for it as an expense.

There is something remarkable about the sale of Perfect Potion today.

The route to alley adventurers is expanding.

Driven by Percivel's supply, the inventory has been emptied.

Smelting after smelting caused a crack in the cauldron and he was unhappy that he could not take care of the appliance, such as washing and repairing it, making him want the day off, not the gold.

One concern is also that rumors call for rumors, rare value comes out, intermediate margins are taken, and prices are hoisted.

I have manpower - it's impossible to let every girl less physically fit than her ex do more than a hundred litres of smelting.

Maybe I should put on an assistant or something.

Do you want me to go to Lorelei near my age?

That is a crude thing to say and do. The fingertips are clever on the back.

Or you can hire a part-timer from somewhere completely unrelated.

It's dark in the back if you let him use his good offices from the underground guild, but his identity is guaranteed for the first time.

Winter is over by the time inventory is replenished. Now you don't have to worry about the state of preservation of the potion, but you'll need a large cold store any day.

Do you want to buy processed square plate-shaped cooling stones now that it is not seasonal but cheap?

No, I'd rather let the builders renovate than encourage carpentry work on their own.

Investment is also needed to make more money. Funding is sufficient.

The scale must be able to increase more if the funds are used properly.

As long as we build a money-making system, we have an easy life ahead of us.

"Shoji, check the contents."

"Oh......"

Back Body and his men called out as they put the crate in the van.

One set in a long box contains twelve.

The contents are carved with fine divider plates and are mass-eyed, I pulled out one and shook it, but the glass is spotless and cloudy.

"Fine."

"The fraction is a hundred thousand Eadles altogether. I hear you're doing well these days. He's diving into the labyrinth."

"It's just sales. I don't like jigsaw puzzles for a long time. Not as playful for me as stepping into a place I don't know the way."

"Right. I have a variety of products for you. You want me to take a look at that?

"Oh...... right"

Products intended for you, Shoji thought of boots like mountaineering shoes, blade-proof shirts braided with steel wire, etc., but the condition is suspicious.

Body led him to a storage area divided by a gold net behind the store.

The gravel was probably a wide open lot, but three armed carriages, cluttered and rolled, stand out.

Rollers with rusty lizards and steel wheels are broken down by parts and placed on the seat, and some sewage piping, pumps, etc. are rolled beside them, and swords and protective equipment that are not cared for in the back are consolidated in one place.

Three houses are wild with likely household tools and such, and if they are wasted stacked and rocked, they are likely to fall.

"How about this?" The Great Wings of the Wingman Curcus. "

Body shows brown bird wings spread out.

It's about two meters wide and it's smaller, but the furrows are glossy.

There's a fur "hitting” on the area that hits my back, and a shoulder strap that's ringed hangs up to the tip of my wing, and I think I can put it together so I can put my sleeve through it.

Wingman Curcus is not a bow famous enough to be sung by a bard, among the poor bird race.

"You can fly with this guy. The problem is I can only fly for three minutes and I'm just so tired that I won't be able to stand on my ankles for a bit. The guy I used before died crashing into the ground and couldn't even get a reception, but you can use it."

"Admittedly, it's a great product, but it's not my thing."

"Right...... yeah, well, how about this guy. It's the strongest armor, Terminator Red. Wear this and you will receive the blessing of the Dark God, and you will be able to shoot enough red rays of destruction to wipe out the mountains. The problem is the user dies after shooting, but it's ideal when you want to kill yourself"

Old but harsh, Body slapped the shoulder of the magical literature's engraved, pitch-black all-body armor.

Shoji nodded and shook his head sideways.

"Surprisingly wanted, but I don't care about the design as a coffin"

"Hmm... it's hard to make other recommendations. How about this? It's a cylinder filled with aspirational stones that seal ghosts."

Body held something like a vacuum cleaner in his hand, but ignored it and Shoji looked around a pile of junk parts.

Some are exposed to rain, while others are carefully wrapped in cloth.

I didn't feel like touching anything that was dusty or thinly dirty, but I was concerned that a large object was sitting on my back with a gold net far from the store.

It's too big for the cabin part of the carriage.

As I was curious, Bodie approached me gladly and peeled off the cloth at the end of Shoji's gaze.

"Save it, what the fuck"

When the cloth was peeled off, yellow skin appeared.

Painted slippery steel sheet. Square frames. The weight of solid steel is so overwhelming that would it be about twice as large as a five-passenger carriage?

The area bordering the ground becomes a caterpillar, with small wheels fitted in fine.

It was full of weight that could crush anything if it moved.

Overhead there was one driver's seat, and the roof was simple and saw multiple bent levers.

The whole thing is convex and square, but the tip is unusually pointed.

The rotating drill drew a sharp spiral and reflected hard in the sunlight.

"It's a rock grinder made by the Dark Light brothers of magic engineers."

"Wow! I'm not a squid."

There was something about touching the harp line, and Shoji, who grabbed both fists and sneezed like a child, snorted around imagining himself running on this all over the city.

Crush and crush the Tsuji carriages (taxis) and passenger carriages (buses) that have run opposite each other, turning the crew silk hat gentlemen and dressed ladies into ground beef.

It's great to just think.

"It's a great way to go about the labyrinth (dungeon), but the fuel is difficult. We need the magic of earthly attributes."

"... only a magician can drive?

Disappointment appeared in my voice.

Dreaming of crouching and lever manipulation, Shoji looked sadly at the body, and he shrugged his shoulders and clouded his words.

"I'm not, but I need the help of a magician of earthly attributes. He's a bad magician if he's not as specialized as he usually touches the dirt. The fresher the magic you grant, the better..."

"A quick story comes from the Sorcerer's Association. You want me to take the Soil Sorcerer and hit the fuel tank over the mixer?

"Oh, that's fine"

Body nodded as he held his mouth to the gloomy idea.

"Okay. I know how to move it. I'll buy it. How much?

"Thirty million dollars."

"Fueled?

"No, the fuel is empty. I can't procure it."

"Then it's 10 million."

"Come on, Shoji, you don't know what it's worth."

"Okay. That's five million. Otherwise, you'll be the fuel."

He leaned over with awesomeness and placed his hand on Body's shoulder.

Prices are falling.

Both eyes without the emotion of not blinking one are telling me that there is no hesitation in execution.

I let my lipstick sweat against my cheek, and Bodie snarled her throat.

"Ugh... damn, let's hit our hands with five million"

"You just have to know. Keep this Letzgo Quick. Use it if you want to."

"Eh, I'm taking a lot of places with this..."

"Body."

"Okay. See you soon, Shoji. Screw the world."

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I've spent it to play, but the rest of the money is 10 million Eadles.

The number of retail sellers is increasing steadily, and happily the money is accumulating.

Stark does it in tandem with fishermen, but thanks to his courage and skill, he handles the rough stuff well.

The band was becoming a rookie compiler thanks to their profession and said they wanted an office.

Dordo is thorough with the seller. I don't want to take more responsibility than I need because of my quiet personality. If you emerge in tissue, it needs to be gently stimulated when money comes in, even when you sleep.

Though Lord Dachi, he cannot be a leader without showing a little aggressiveness.

Sometimes we have territorial disputes like skirmishes with other potion syndicates, but the guys in the underground guild haven't made a scene yet.

I don't know what will emerge out of the darkness, but if we scale it up, we will eventually meet.

At present, the extension of the 'Atelier of Percibel' and the establishment of a production system need to be carried out promptly.

"Ah...?

Shoji stopped on his way across the brick-built bridge.

The waterways for use are surrounded by yellow bricks and turbid water mixed with sewage flows loosely.

Landscapes such as the dwellings of floaters stunned by narrow riverbeds are the same, and smoke is familiar with rising from all over the place.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look. Ah... they're watching me, I'm sorry they saw me!

The beige trench coat hem was widened wide with both hands, and the figure of a young daughter standing with a crotch of crab caught her eye.

He poses with long, thin peach hair shaking on a round roll hat.

I can see my skin tone from a distance, and I can see from the side that I'm not even wearing socks with just my coat and shoes.

The vagabonds who swarmed it are sitting down and worshipping.

Both the young and the old are bumpy.

He is roughing his nose with his face close to naked to eat in.

Skewered by gaze, the excited girl was salivating with a troubled face.

"... there are all kinds of guys in the world"

After encountering a type of race he didn't want to get too close to and remembering the chills, Shoji quickened his pace trying to walk away early, but found a known face among the spectators and uttered.

"Hey, Dold! What are you doing!

"Ah, quick."

Dordo greeted with one hand up from the floater's hedge.

Stand up properly.

"Brother, be quiet"

"Ugh! I'm talking to you!

He punches and bounces off a loud floater in frustration, causing him to dive into the mud river. The floater stays afloat on the surface of the water and is flushed without movement.

Standing up from his front seat, Dordo looked suspicious.

Violence is something I'm used to seeing, but my face was that I don't understand Shoji's upset.

Shoji thought in to choose the words and turned away with his hands on his chin.

"Dold... Most of the time, women aren't free. In a case like this, a woman is sick and pays a high price. You're smart, you know that, right? Go buy a fancy whore now. If you're ashamed, you can buy it for about ten people at the top. They talk out on their own, and the service makes it easier for them to chill out. I'll take care of it. Now, let's go."

"Quick. I appreciate that, but I like happening porn, not wanting a whore."

Dordo shook his neck sideways as he showed deep sorrow.

In the face of a friend's difficult sexuality, Shoji was stunned and troubled with silence.

Beautiful, stylish and, if young, not particularly attentive, Shoji waves his hands into the air, presenting a conflicting alternative.

"Then let's order that kind of play. What a pleasure!

"There is no truth there. I can't do this."

"You don't understand! You're gonna get sick, Dold."

"It's trivial. If you live, people will be sick to anyone."

Don't be stubborn. Beliefs were hidden from Dordo, who I assure you with a serious face.

Having lost his place of persuasion, Shoji realized he should not speak any more.

It doesn't matter how much you light another path on the seeker.

Obsession has remained, but bumping unwanted worries must come to an end.

There is an area where people should not enter.

"Well, I'm not sick, and I'm not going to have sex with so many lords."

An insane woman who was acting exposed called reluctantly.

At first, the tourist screamed and fled when Shoji busted the stray, and she was left behind.

"Everyone who's sick says they're not sick."

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Quick's a good guy with good roots, but he's basically a demon."

"Really? By the way, what do you think of my salmon pink Omako?

Nature and the two men lowered their gaze as their legs opened wide.

Love fluid runs sloppily, wetting the inner leg, making several lines, stretching to the toe.

Shame Hill is cared for by Tsuruzuru without feeling up to it.

The glowing outer lip shade is closed, but the crack in the center is shivering.

"I don't know what it is, but why are you doing this?

I bumped into a chilled question where Shoji wouldn't read any of the colorful air while paying for calm.

Too chaotic for him to react, but Dordo stares half-open with his mouth trying to burn to his memory.

The woman shook her body as baffled and smiled as she blossomed.

"It's God's call."

"I don't think it's a good idea to blame God for anything. I think I should accept that I am a pervert and live on it"

"I'm not Mr. Pervert. There's a reason for this. It is a journey of redemption through the sins of the Church born and raised. The horrible sacred sorcery ritual that Bishop Marx began fifty years ago is already hairy..."

"Quick. Sounds like a long story, and I have a fruit shop, so why don't we buy some juice?

"Oh, please"

Dordo ran toward an old fashioner with a scale stick over the bridge and bought three mixed juices of fruit.

Thank God you distracted me. The freshly squeezed juice mixed with red berry pulp was fresh itself and not bad throat.

The insane woman sat down in a chair that the vagrant would have prepared after a cozy drink.

Shoji awoke and Dordo went into an attitude of sitting back and listening like a child sitting triangly and watching a paper play.

"In the alley they are called healing magicians, but sacred magic, originally based on the grace of the divine God, was thought to require a soul claw (misogyny). It takes the form of a terrible trial."

A vertical dungeon called 'Ghost Road' exists in the error knife.

The history of the place is ancient and it is assumed that the present dynasty was born in the rough early days.

Originally a giant hole at the foot of the Mürn Mountains, it was used as a death row because of the brutality of a ruler who sought more impactful mercilessness than Guillotine.

Nobles and administrators who lost the hegemonic struggle at the time sacrificed themselves.

He was plunged into a dark cliff alive, never buried by his family, and came to a far end from his soul.

It was also impossible for resentment to arise and manifest itself in the form of a resentful spirit.

As Reis stirred up as a demon and attacked the surrounding people to take his life, his history as a death row seemed to be over.

The problem starts here.

A family member sentenced to death made a request to the adventurer.

He wants me to get back the jewels of the family heirloom that the inmates seem to have hidden.

A man of nobility, no matter what circumstances he finds himself in, always makes himself lurk in what becomes money.

The recapture took place, but the adventurer was deprived of his life and died of debilitation.

He grabbed a large sapphire in his hand and died just outside the entrance.

The cave, which called for a large number of deaths, became a treasure trove of corpses and gold and silver treasures - and the veracity spread anyway.

Moreover, they were not gathered in one place, and there were even traces of the living wandering in search of an exit, even when they were thrust down. You don't have to go all the way to the deepest part to get your treasure. Smell it.

The tight bandits had their aim again.

Unpurified Reis called his people to form the capital of the dead (Horned Dead) (-Land), but it was also decided to bring in another organization as well as adventurers and bandits seeking gold and silver treasures.

- It is a sacred church.

Originally, the monks, who bore the role of mourning the dead, did not take grave revelations seriously, and were reluctant to manpower them only for the good of the public, even though they had no request or request.

In the end, I found value as a place to train immature Priests.

No one could have expected that to be an unexpected mistake.

"The Reis of the Holy Class was born."

"Hmm?"

"Ah?"

Reis is a spiritual attribute as general common sense.

It falls into such a category because it is similar to the demonic attribute but has no reality.

"It is not an attribute attribute. The ghost has an omelet, but it's sad, but the ghost doesn't get wet. This is Rayce, the dead innocent Priest."

"I didn't hear that. It's a sacred attribute. You can't get rid of it."

"Yes."

"Yes, you don't. You're a monster without an entity that can't be defeated without sacred sorcery or holy watered weapons, right? I don't care, but it's a big deal."

"Yes. The Church has made a terrible mistake. It's only a matter of time before it becomes incompatible as a place for training, and the death of bandits and adventurers gathers even more and floods the city."

Falling apart, the crazy woman dropped both her shoulders.

The dark expression is also proof that you see the problem as if it were about me.

When the conversation broke off, the crazy woman's eyes were starting to shake with her thoughts.

Eventually the Rin will dwelled and his face lifted.

"I, Aristia, am the most god-favored Kirin in the Church. Until now, on my behalf, I have been engaged in activities to encourage the marketing of life on the corner for the souls of my brother and sister who passed away after trying the" Ghost Road ", but it is time for the end to come."

Shoji twisted his neck when the story finally connected with the act of exposure, but he wasn't sure what it meant to show his nakedness to a vagrant.

"Why is it that your siblings feed you to be naked on public business trips?

"My beautiful body inspires the lust of my lord to leave offspring behind. Because the best way to save lost lives is to evoke new ones. As my total sexuality caregiver."

"I think I'm a great activist."

"Dold, shut up because this is gonna be a tough conversation. I don't know your reasoning, but I know why."

"I'm glad you understand. Now go ahead and see as you lick my plump breasts and erect nipples around in full. It's a big flood."

Aristia's secrets are revealed again, shaking her torso, shaking her puffy, larger breasts, and splitting her legs wide open.

Drain a sloppy, clear love solution and let the water buckle up to your thighs.

You look resolute, but you don't seem to have a single millimeter of chastity left.

"The simple question is, aren't you ashamed?

"I was ashamed at first, but gradually my gaze turned to pleasure. I used to feel better than I expected when I danced butt pretend dancing naked at construction sites and in the halls"

"I see. Sounds fun and above all. It's time for me to excuse myself. Have a good day for you."

Shoji, a normal sexuality, stopped wanting to get involved with the exposed freak anomaly, so he tried to disperse early, but Aristia grabbed me a lot of sleeves.

"Because of its sensibility, I see you as the brave man on the corner (Street Braver). Can you help me redeem Omeko?

Only his face was drifting with mission integrity as a Priest, but his lower body is in a pully motion like a freshman deer.

Go home - Shoji thought so from the bottom of his heart. I felt without falsehood.

The girl who series horny without hesitation is surely more psychopathic than herself, and she's smashing through various common sense limiters.

"Ah, those scorned eyes...... no, no, no, no, no, no!

While I grab my sleeve because reason seems to have broken down, I start clapping my fingers in my mouth like I would even do a pseudoferra. Shifting to a decent eye, he blew the tide from his groin, and had to be frightened of Shoji, who was also a demon of the underground guild, by Aristia, who reached the summit with Bibikun.

"Hey, Ma, what is this guy, I'm scared"

Teasing or pushing Shame Hill with her fingers and masturbating, Aristia is beaten by the stimulus and crouched, stuffing herself with a troubled exhale as she rubs both her thighs, enjoying the aftertaste.

The secretly torn and leaking liquid was mixed with small water and love liquid to create a line, which was flowing towards the river.

"Quick, come to my house because I want to give you my money for work."

Dordo said calmly that he seemed less interested in too much insanity. Looks like Happening Time in him is over.

"Oh, oh... right. I'll be there."

"Brave man, no, no, you're too advanced to play unattended from the beginning."

"Quick. Haven't you stopped by the yakitori shop?

"Like."

Close his eyes and leave Alistair and Error Knife Town in a world of paranoia in jeopardy, Shoji decided to grab a cup at the Dordo and Yakitori Shop to decide that nothing had happened.