Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

After fully mopping Tina, Georg had come to inspect the prototyped net and the ship's delivery to aquaculture.

Wasn't it a good idea to detain Tina...

Naturally, without Tina, the head of the aquaculture department, there is no reason for these to proceed, and Tina, who hastily regained her sanity from a state of shame, has received the net and the ship and has given instructions to her men.

Fortunately, there was nothing Tina could blame for, but rather seemed to have been lightly teased by his men who had heard what was going on from the woodworking and ironwork personnel who were coming to deliver.

"Did you look forward to earlier?," although I seem to have a little sympathy for Tina boiling and panicking again the moment someone muttered.

But then, "Dear Georg... everyone bullies me..." it is helpful that Tina stuck me in tears. It was force majeure that I accidentally rubbed that shriveled ear again, though what a pitiful smile it was to excuse myself desperately to a slightly angry Ferris.

gossip.

Horn to horn, this is how Georg came up with the idea, and the ships tagged and made by the woodwork and iron industries finally entered the testing phase. From now on, reports and requests from the aquaculture industry that actually operates will be considered to create better objects. Regardless, Georg also exists to respond to it whenever he is asked for opinions and advice, and one day he would like to try to build a large cruise ship, etc. based on these technologies. I still don't know when that's going to be, and it's a proposal that's still stopped in Georg's belly in the first place, so there's no shadow or shape to it.

After looking around for about an hour to prepare for delivery and operation, Georg followed the scene. That's all for today for now, so Georg goes to his favorite, recently built square in the center of downtown. There, there, is the heaven of Georg.

"Yah. I'm tickled."

"Ohh... mmm... mmm..."

"Ha-ha-ha... Ha-ha..."

"Ahhh..."

"Ah, Master Georg! Wow, me too, please!

"Oh me and me!

Currently, Georg is buried in the center of the square, in the beast man who was taking an afternoon break.

A small rat tribe enters successfully into Georg's eyes, making sure that a fox tribe with a rich tail hugs it from behind and offers its tail in front of Georg's, so that a slightly silent werewolf sits backwards next to it and puts only its tail on Georg's feet, so that the leopard tribe tangles its supple and beautiful tail from its opposite side into Georg's neck. And those who didn't get close come desperately from the outside to appeal with their voices.

< Exactly booze, pond, meat, forest!!

Georg is very excited inside, but only his expression manages to stop him from having his usual tender smile.

This sight has been seen in the last week. Originally Georg was polite to one person at a time, but about a week ago, when he was dealing with a Girl of the Tsubaki tribe, it was triggered by the assault by his respective energetic werewolf daughter, Liesche.

She said, "There have been more people lately and they haven't come around to me at all. I can't get it to stay like this all the time, that's why I couldn't shake it," but it's a disaster that Georg normally ok with that, no, it's a successful form.

If Georg were to deal with more than one or more of us normally, the rest would be an early winner to that limit. And no one hesitates for Georg to come to this square because it's always time. As a result, the people who wanted to be moffed became dough in this way.

"Hey Nathan! You've been there forever! It's time to give up!

"Hmm, I'm just here because Master Georg will still stroke me... hiccup!

"I don't fight when I'm not feeling well, because I can't believe the person who made the guard will take care of it. Look, do it on his behalf."

"Ugh... yes..."

The daughter of a rat man… a token boy rises and moves from the front, and there comes a rat girl.

"Hehe... kindly, please?

"I'll take care of it. I've gotten used to it recently."

"I don't know how to say it... haha!

When I gently rub my hand against the girl's long, blocked ear, I lose strength and raise my voice like that as soon as possible.

"Pfft, here or here?

"Brother..."

I say nothing more because Ferris makes a frightened voice but I am learning that whatever he says to Georg at this time is ineffective. I mean, I just complained once.

"Aren't you looking forward to Mr. Ferris every night!?

And I can't say anything because I've been attacked and sunk by other subhumans.

Besides, I don't hate sights like this symbol of peace per se.

Those who have ever been abused, smiled, and killed their emotions thus laugh, sometimes quarrel, and give a slightly lonely look if they are bewitched. Who the hell would have thought they'd see a sight like this while they were alive, no, nobody would have thought so.

It was Georg who accomplished this, his brother, his parents. Everyone is proud, and therefore admires, and thus opens their hearts.

Georg laughs happily as he is rubbed by a gradually more intense offense. It is happiness for them, too, that he, usually gentle and harsh, is so calm in his heart that he crushes troubled hearts and sharpens his spirit less for everyone.

This sight, as always, lasted until that moment when the break ended…