Gear Drive

Antti Kittila grew up normal for the price.

Her birthplace was the first dining room in the city to be made,

Ever since I was a baby, I've had a lot of customers.

Everyone, for once, took a leg,

Golden eyes and golden hair, I saw.

My father and my mother, very normally, loved her.

Cheerful and sweet, my only daughter.

I grew up healthy, and the store helped me out a lot.

She admits everything else, she became a billboard daughter.

People come to the store, young and old.

She makes contact with a lot of people.

Talk a lot,

Look at a lot.

Listen a lot.

I laughed a lot.

By the time she was nine, she had:

I memorized the names of most people in the city.

character, family structure, or even regular birthdays.

She said that the way people laughed once they talked and

I never forgot what I cherished.

I haven't been to the dining room for a long time,

I have a billboard daughter who remembers me.

There was no reason the dining room wasn't popular.

When I was 11, a turning point comes.

defeated Wolf who broke into the city,

I admired adventurers the same age.

It's a very normal, yearning for an age-appropriate child.

Ask your parents, enroll in the School of Magic,

She tastes a great frustration.

Only I had no magic talent.

My pity for myself;

As my apologies to my parents swirl,

However, the customer service at the store

I didn't give her time to be depressed.

Even if you are struck by your own impudence,

I talked to the person who came to eat and recovered.

I've been trying to be energetic tomorrow.

She didn't rot, she didn't give up, she decided to "see".

In the classroom, I was made fun of or bragged about,

She said that they also

on top of the effort, that we have gained them,

I knew very well.

The magically awakened classmate

Some people made it look nasty.

Inside, build up your workouts during the mornings,

To make sure it improves,

Some were shown off.

I have a magical talent,

that we can make an effort to stretch it,

Normally, I thought she was jealous.

So I saw it.

Sad, but not rotten, not giving up.

Often, I decided to look at everyone's efforts.

Teased, chased around,

But in my heart, somewhere, I thought it was amazing.

Everyone lived, sparkled their eyes, and worked hard.

Everyone's obsessed with their magic.

While I keep looking at myself,

Only she saw everything but herself and grew up.

By the time she was 14, she had

With a very broad perspective,

I was able to see everything.

Doesn't mean I'm an adult.

Just simply,

The power to obtain information from a wide range has increased.

In a fairly large dining room,

Wherever anyone is,

Mostly what you're doing, okay.

Even if you're shaking a pot in the kitchen,

If the playback dronco kid breaks in for me,

discover immediately,

"I'm just kidding. Come on, Flo."

and stripped away clothes in an instant,

I stuck it in the leftover water,

to new female customers,

If there's a man more like that than you say,

Bigger back when serving,

One lump of gold hair,

Let it be like a munch,

"Oh, I'm sorry. Soba?

And, just the movement of his neck, he attacked the face of a male guest.

When you're in the classroom,

the men who would probably come to tear,

so that you can chase them right after you,

I put my shoes back on.

A strange group of women,

I thought you'd be touching my hair.

I'm going to disappear in advance.

I was able to.

She kept looking.

I didn't give up, I kept looking.

And more or less,

Now I know.

I watched a lot of others.

I've seen all the others.

That was the only thing that wasn't normal.

With my golden eyes, I kept looking at a lot.

magical unusable her,

I haven't noticed it myself, "workout".

─ ─ She's more than anyone else.

I've been piling on the use of broad horizons.

─ ─ ─ And now she is.

physically (...), to the back of your head (...),

I got a visual that I can see (...) and I got it (...).

Well.

For her,

"Fourteen or so guests,"

Will it be against them?

(You can see...)

herself,

It was strange to be so calm.

Wide.

Everything looks good.

From front to back, in slow motion, visible.

I wasn't sure what the threat was.

The small field of view of the mask has been:

I was giving her more haste than I could have imagined.

The rush induces rapid acceleration.

Now that she's calm, she's not overaccelerating,

Relax and let the time flow.

She has been in business with

Fortunately, the other person was a human physique,

Rest assured, I could take a closer look.

"─ ─ ─ Analysis complete (Analyzing).

─ ─ ─ Subject name [Lloyd Sisters].

─ ─ ─ Weakness: Unknown. ─ ─ ─ Attribute: Unknown.

─ ─ ─ ─ No hits for search.

─ ─ ─ ─ Possibility of artificially produced demons: high.

"Mmm... no... it's in human form. If you hit me, you don't know what it is."

Until earlier, I was standing on a stone platform outside,

Statue of fourteen girls.

Now, the hair part spreads like a cloak,

Dancing in the sky, they're attacking me.

However,

wind through the air,

I'm going to swim trout, my sisters.

Something's happening to the extent that it's coming this way.

─ ─ I can't ask her to rush, but I can't.

She is used to seeing (...) a broad horizon.

Come on, I'm too used to...

Kick it in the back.

─ ─ Hiya.

Don't turn around,

Minimum motion.

Relax, from behind the right of your face,

Slightly, pink feet, slide on.

(─ ─ ─ ─ O (...), Eh (...), Let (...))

At the peak of lunch in the dining room,

accustomed to tedious movements, she

Sotto, I saw pink feet, and I was upset.

Grab a pink ankle with your left hand,

From the top right, to the bottom left.

To slaughter,

To the previous enemy, throw.

─ ─ ─ ─ Bubuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

(... That sounds weird when you're slow)

The statues of the two women

Ruptured at the moment of bump,

I became a rose.

A straight pink woman, from the left, cloak-like hair,

He's beating me, spinning my body.

Outside the dining room, it was like a parasol.

My hair looks like a blade.

Kin, and.

Kick the floor, dance.

Right next to you, caught on the back of a bench,

Just your right hand, stand upside down.

The pink statue that's supposed to strike me,

Slowly, whirl,

Draw an arc in the air, like dancing.

(Ah yup, you had bread to rotate and stretch the dough)

From three directions, the pink that strikes is visible.

The small body, with only the strength of the reinforced right arm,

Jump to full height.

─ ─ ─ Kikurururu.

Flying body (from) rotated with a slight twist,

On both faces, at about the same time,

Knock in the left and right boots.

In her boots,

It has a fast rotating gear.

A pair of pink necks, twisted.

The one that stays flinches the body,

With a back fist, I approach her.

Gold that goes upside down and keeps spinning in the air.

like a comma, yoko rotation is

The next moment, it becomes a tattoo rotation.

When she, for a moment,

Secure all gears on your right foot into the air,

Because I used my left foot to change the direction of the centrifugal force.

The gold heel (heel)

A golden blow from top to bottom.

The statue without the neck, there, became three.

─ ─ In the meantime (Kang), it is about 3 Byo.

remaining, the nine sisters,

Before his scattered companions in an instant,

With a shapeless, rugged face,

Indeed, I stared at the gold.

Cathedral bench.

It precedes my back.

dressed as a prostitute kulukan,

Two brackets, for a gold girl.

That's what the Dwarves were looking at from behind,

I spilled my honest feelings.

"... you don't need this, do you?