Gang of Yuusha

"How dare you..."

My eyes are spasmodically spasmodic.

The oblique eyes were full of force, but when I looked at the long eyelashes shaking, I wasn't that scared. It could be because of its strange charm or its originally adorable appearance.

For one thing, Shoji decided not to fit in.

Do not show signs of battle. I lurk my breath and pretend to be spared and flat.

If you're outraged by rape, but you don't come to kill me right away - you can keep an eye on how it comes.

If we're gonna kill each other, it's the last time.

We need to do the 'Dragon Ride Act' while sticking both legs in the grave and hit the run with all our might even if we suffer the aftermath.

The silent stare continued, but Châteaux diffused the light blade she was collecting ahead of her.

I wonder if you've vanished your will, and you look grumpy making your mouth a letter to.

"Before I kill you... I'll clear my doubts first. Take off your clothes first, Shoji Quick"

"Whoa, WWII?

"It's not. Just let it go and I'll kill you right now."

Mm-hmm, I get roared.

I was floated with blue muscles, I was not allowed to say whether or not, I followed the urging with my arms.

I unbuttoned my jacket, even though I felt like I was being grabbed by the root. Cross your arms, remove the inner, and unload your trousers.

I just put my finger on my underwear and waited "there's good" but it took.

When he finished taking off his clothes, Châteaux went all the way around the area of the show as he sat down.

Look at every inch of your flesh and loosen your beautiful face as you turn to your back.

The scars - there are traces of mundane lacerations.

The epidermis turns white, spreads with a ragged line, and shades like tears.

"Again," Losing a Family (Guillotina) "? What was your ex?

"After the burn. It's not a strange name."

"Don't lie to me. You can't defeat the rest of the brave (Street Braver) on the corner. You beastified it, but that's not possible. To the extent that you robbed Roarkes of his nature, the Disabled Realm (Zero Force) cannot be torn. That's about all I know."

Shoji, who failed to make fun of him, clutched his mouth and got lost - but it's not even an exaggerated conceal.

It's just a little, like, a mouthful.

Neither is it something you should deliberately want and say to others.

I opened my mouth and closed it.

Apart from rational thinking, it was still painful to speak of my shame, and I was a little surprised inside myself.

"The rest... is Châteausie Totnakun, king of beasts. I will pity your wretched birth. Don't worry, there's nobody here"

He was high, but he paid for calm, no teasing colors, only temperament.

There was softness in the mouthfeel, but it is resolute.

I felt uncomfortable because I was flabbergasted.

Shoji opened his hands small and, as far as possible, elucidated in light condition.

"There's nothing wrong with that. It's a common story. Lower organization of the Royal Army... Physical examination when entering swordsmanship school... I was afraid I would get caught, so I was just grinding myself."

Forced by a piece of glass, it brings back memories of slashing back meat.

It was about the night I ran away from home. He bit a twisted hitting cloth into his mouth and mirrored the broken window glass of the house. The own shapes of burning eyes and tears will never be forgotten.

I wanted to get out of my home and live alone, so I did.

"Shredded what?

"It's golden, fluffy hair. Yeah, well, I'm a little mixed up in kedamono blood. I don't know how many generations ago I was and what kind of beast man I was. Probably ancestral. But that's a common story for error knives. I have different numbers of fingers, skin disease, bad lungs, allergies, that's what I'm with. Mixed blood isn't uncommon, is it?

I'm saying that there was an excuse.

I knew it. It was salvation that Châteaux shut up jizzily and didn't say anything. If anything is disputed, it's about to get intense.

"I was able to gain the divinity of a creator thanks to my work… I was not the perfect person, so I was always a downfall in the jury of becoming a brave man of the Royal Palace (Guardian Braver). Like you, I know who you are."

I also spotted Holly - the savvy one understands.

Due to the nature of the city called the Error Knife, heretic or mixed children are not uncommon. Besides the Beast Man, if you head to the suburbs, there is also an elf forest.

But in the king's capital of the human sphere, the blood of the subhuman is the claw.

Shoji stripped the proof so no one could understand.

Sometimes it still appears as phantom limb pain, but it is because I have decided not to be restored in the potion.

"Hmm, I see... with that being said, Roarks felt it... is this what your mystery is about"

"Convinced and above all. It would have been boring."

Take the clothes scattered on the ground and put them back together.

Châteauxie as she stood, picking her eyes and rubbing them loose.

Are you distressed or even leaking a deep sigh?

Chateauxy's thoughts revolve around.

When the eyeballs twirl, they spin, angry, sad, worried, and give up. It's a facade. I'm not used to difficult thinking, it seemed like a toddler.

At the end he looked half-eyed at Shoji, sitting unamoved, wrinkled between his eyebrows.

The tone of the stuffing remains unchanged.

"Curse the blood of the beast? Is that why you hate and kill the Beast Man?

"That's a mistake. I kill beasts and humans equally. Just the guy who gets in the way. Well, it's time to do something down there. It's fun to watch your round genitals."

"Mmm... oh, don't look serious"

Feeling a lowered gaze in the uneven lower abdomen, Châteausie pulls the brown jacket hem and hides her groin with her inner crotch.

You felt ashamed that your sense of urgency had disappeared, and you snuggled your hands on your undressed underwear and bottoms.

"Hey, hey..."

Fingers in the groin and finger plush the semen overflowing from the female genitals.

I rubbed it together to check for viscosity and glued it to the rock wall. Shawge shook his shoulder delightfully as Châteaux soaked.

I perceived the laughter I killed, looked back, resentment. My gaze flies.

Getting familiar, Châteaux stroked the disturbed silver hair flat in her hand, making it fluffy.

I grabbed up next to the disgruntled shoji and shook up.

"There is a tsunami of anger... but you chose not to kill the rest of your mind and mate. I deliberately missed an opportunity to kill you. I'll give you a big look at the humiliating trick."

"Your ass was charming."

"Naturally. The rest is beautiful... I can't help but get lost. Well, then... as the rest of you, take your vows. Though our last leaves, we tolerate them as compatriots. If you do, you can forgive me."

"Okay, I swear. Greetings, My Lord."

- It's free if you just say so.

The utilitarian Shoji was more insensitive to his social status than he was when he was a young officer. I'm not born with a sense of belonging or anything.

If there were inconvenience for me, I would easily return the palm of my hand, just like the precarious relationship in the underground.

I'm sure I'll forget my vows tomorrow.

Meanwhile, beastmen place a racial emphasis on upward and downward relationships.

Though verbal, Châteaux is concerned with his oath of obedience. I caught a glimpse of my tail twirling round from the side of my hips, and my cat ears were crisp. Easy to understand, gentle beast king. Easy to handle.

"Okay, quick. You serve the palace."

"Oh... what?

Suspicious Shoji was bewildered.

I can say central to the Beast Royal Palace. Only those who can be trusted will be put aside. It is normal not to place people who are likely to attack their sleep. I also tend to attach importance to pedigrees.

Above all, I didn't like being made to work in such a disabling place.

I was worried about how to refuse, but I changed my mind after watching how Chateauxy was doing.

He is turning away, but blood is rising on his cheeks, making him look red.

With his left hand at the base of his thigh, he had only a little force in his bent fingers.

He is also quiet and worried as if he were a white flower wet in the rain.

I planted it on a beautiful princess - the seed of pleasure seems to be rooted and sprouted.

The pleasure I once tasted becomes a habit. Tasty (Hey) dishes are the same as I would like to eat again. Perhaps he expects pleasure in his brain.

Give it a try.

Ask questions in that way.

"What am I supposed to do in the palace?

"The rest... oh, escort... or something?

Doubtful shape while keeping an eye on each other and holding on. Confidence deepens in the rubbed voice. I feel better. Glad to hear it. Percivel will be furious, but Perfect Potion, you.

The mighty Beast King doesn't need an escort.

A samurai would stick around as much as he wanted, but clouding the language is a shame. I'm afraid employment that doesn't make sense.

"Guard hey..."

"Whoa, I recognize your power. If you break another knee, the others will be convinced..."

- Do you want to bone it off with your sleeping moves and read about it?

Shoji had a nasty outrageous plan.

I'm going to do pretty much the same thing to Leskia - every time, Shoji's thinking was simple.

A week, a month, or so. It's a tummy that makes you sacrifice and make you fall in love.

Come on, it was no bother being targeted by the Beastman, and it's time for forgiveness and mercy.

Châteaux is both beautiful in appearance.

Your appearance is so confusing with the snow fairy, and you have something to wear. Tension breasts are also growing there. His hips are tight, and his upward buttocks are puffy and sideways but smaller.

And he's in power.

There is no harm in keeping it powdered.

"Well no. Lady Chatosey, for now, I want to get out of here."

"Right...... I'm going to dig, come on"

A helpless junction emerges from the palm of your hand - a band line of about ten centimeters? It resembled a magical junction. Two cutters twirled like snakes and hung on a rock wall.

It was a random shooting, chopping the rock and sounding the burst, while throwing the dirt and sand to the left and right.

Châteaux doesn't even move her arms, she moves slowly.

Shoji, who followed him, wrapped his tongue around the awesomeness of power.

The crusher also makes it easy to creep through walls as thick as I think.

"Nice flying gear. Not like your uncle."

"You know the rest of my father?

Chatosey asked, moving forward without looking back.

You seem to be focusing on the drilling work, but you seem interested in the topic.

"As the brave man on the corner (Street Braver), I went to assassinate him. When I got hit once, I was shattered from the waist to the top. It was so, so strong."

"You made a draw just like the rest."

"Sort of."

There was a short time.

Châteauxie was meditating as she walked to see if there was anything that the consent of victory or defeat touched the harp line.

"... Quick. You have a tempin. Keep eating meat and keep the beast king on the lookout. The rest will be retried."

"You should hold your beautiful Lady Châteaux. It's a waste to defeat."

"Mmm... it's hard for my men to think of anything else."

Zhu is on his neck.

I don't know if you know, but it doesn't seem like a lot.

The potion isn't kidding, but Shoji came on the diagram.

Nevertheless, I don't even think I want to be king of beasts.

We know that there is no charisma to reign as kings of the beasts. Châteaux has a light brain, but I know she has qualities. The world is in the right place. Outlaws are outlaws, so they can live happily and freely.

"The rest... is a woman. inferior in muscle strength than my father. There was only one way to strengthen the disabling kingdom (Zero Force). The confused father defeated him with a hand-to-hand fist, but he also bore the burden of leading a cluttered clan. Quick, I expect you to work. Let's get something in return."

"I'll do whatever you want with the money, but my use is limited."

"I know."

A few lines became silent.

He reached for his tail, which swayed in boredom, and tried to shake it. Did you find out with a bare gesture, he punches you in the side cheek with his tail? No pain, but a spiral laugh is sent.

"Heh heh, what makes you grab it again and again"

"What... But you beat your predecessors well with the Disabled Realm (Zero Force). Honestly, I deserve credit for not killing you."

"My late father didn't know who he was, he lost himself, he was tyrannical and crazy... but he couldn't kill the rest of his real daughter. When I last settled, my father solved the disabling kingdom (Zero Force). I've been tempted. This is the rest of the shame and a secret. Quick. I won't tell you any more secrets."

There was remorse in the moist voice.

My back is showing signs of coldness. He seems humiliated, remorseful, and hates.

The dark atmosphere flowed, so I decided to tear it up.

"Like, what's a secret relationship? Nice."

"Well... it's easier to break it down than to fight"

The story went on without other love.

A few hours of secrecy, Châteaux told of the situation where she grew up in the back palace and was a caged bird. There were other successors, but they killed each other and destroyed themselves. Studies are only depressing because they inherited a huge amount of assets and fit into the top of multiple companies without being sure. I want to apply for a Brainstorming subordinate, but I get it, my flesh is weak, and my position is lower. There are fierce clashes within the tribe. If you stand over there, this one won't stand.

"Oh, my God."

"As king, we must feed our fellow countrymen… and the wind blew. Here we go, Quick."

Twisting his flesh, Châteaux sifted his five fingers in reverse. An intense vacuum wave (sonic boom) flew with a circular blade. The bedrock cavities formed all at once, and light from the outside world leaked out of the cracked rock walls.

"Roaks!"

"Ha!"

In response to the call for rift, Shoji breathed as the white giant was lost in the dark and emerged all the way from the rear. Is it your habit as a sending wolf to erase signs and track your prey?

Is it also because of the sound-absorbing meatballs?

I didn't even make footsteps.

"How long have you been watching this?"

"Right. Her Royal Highness's underwear has just been removed."

"Can't you help me! Asshole!"

"Fair enough, I thought. It's very nasty, but if the price of losing is chastity, it will be light."

"Ma, I didn't lose... mon..."

I don't rely on the end of the story.

Shoji raised and lowered his chin into small pieces in response to a sharp gaze.

These are vain eyes.

Meanwhile, Roarks closed his eyelids as if they were frightened.

Châteaux looks dissatisfied, pulls the neck hair of a giant wolf who waves his tail and stops by, complaining of his displeasure.

"But it's just great to have been flexible. Ultimately, if His Royal Highness stands on top, thank you."

"Hmm. Strength isn't the only weapon left. I'm so scared of my charisma."

- I was bored.

Finally, when you get out under the light, the grasslands and forests come into view. A group of heavily armed beasts was waiting. It has a relaxed, unusual atmosphere. All the musculoskeletal samurai on the strong side.

When you discover a king, a gang and a kedamono, you are simultaneously ejected into the gaze of a large crowd. Approximately 100 people. Shoji felt the chill.

Had I not reconciled, it would have been an endless battle.

"Roarks' brother, that's..."

Confused, Chateauxy strictly declared as Rack the Wingman stole a look at Shoji and tried to speak up on his behalf.

Transparent, well-understood voices are as leaders.

"It's over now. We're going back to the palace."

Cold eyes are horrible.

There is pressure to unconditionally swear obedience.

The beasts, who had been bothering, pressed silently and moved as such.

Shoji was watching what happened, but at the break up, Châteaux snuck onto her own lips and put two fingers on her. After that, I stretched my fingers out to Shoji's mouth. Delicate fingers stick together. When I'm pompous, I cheer like a Mother of Mercy. Strange feeling, but felt like a woman's motherhood.

I intend to do it well, but I also feel like it was taken by the balls at the end.

I'll see you around.

Long eyelashes shake. His heel was returned, and he rode off on Roarks' back.

The beasts have smashed their swordswallowing gaze, but they refuse, and walk away.

"King of the Beast... you're tired"

I sat up on the rock and fell backwards. "The flesh verses are screaming with the aftermath of the Beast Man Fight and the Dragon Ride Fight. If you were rematching with Châteaux, you might have been knocked down too quickly without even being able to escape.

I would have to pay a tribute visit to the Beast Royal Palace - I felt a deep sense of fatigue, like I had never experienced in my life. I wanted the perfect potion. I want to feel good larry and sleep on the couch. If you can make a soft woman into a macra, fine.

I saw the blue sky. I heard the little bird squeal. Blinking sunshine burns the retina.

Pretending to be an unpredictable idea. Speaking of which, what brings you here, oh, stealing. Why is this happening when you've come to be a grave thief? The Beast King's men? You know what, you're gonna get screwed, and you're not gonna be stylish. Isn't that too much movement with a temporary emotion?

Life's smudges increase.

Because I don't have anything, even though it's an easy gang life.

I know I'm sorry, but I didn't want to know.