Homncrus is NOT ROM - What Homncrus Has Returned Less Being In Another World - (WEB Version)

I look up at the sky on a bench on the deck. [M]

The cloudless sky is slowly swirling with birds with wings many times larger than their own bodies.

On the bench next door, Merliah is eager to read the book.

It's about a story book published in the Sowen country, but Merliah is apparently trying to learn Sowen in that book.

"Mr. Cruz, Mr. Cruz.

How do you read this?

Merliah asks me, pointing to a part of the text written in the book.

I look at it. [M]

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[◆ Shonan's Bomb Angel]

"What Shabba monks cut the mench!

Choshi, come on, let's go!!

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"How can you throw an offensive gaze in spite of common sense people?

If you continue to behave in a big way, we will impose sanctions. "

"Well, what about here?

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[◆ Shonan's Bomb Angel]

"Whoa! That's a hell of a skank.

Let's do a little fever. "

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"Woohoo! Beautiful lady.

Spend some heart-burning time with me. "

"Huff... that's a passionate invitation complaint"

Merliah blushed.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"The Bad Interpretation of Homhom"

[No name even if reincarnated]

"I'm trying to learn language."

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I can understand and speak Sauenne at a simple conversation level.

On the other hand, like stories and scholarly books, it is incomprehensible when unique customary expressions and jargon come to a mixed level.

But it seems that the fairies in my head can all read the same thing in Sauenne and Santa Monia.

And I can understand the words they wrote.

So get the letters I see translated to the fairy in my head and tell Merliah.

Most of the time I told them I was translating their words into my brain on my own.

Anyway, Merriam's learning is going well.

This is how me and Melia spent most of the day getting on a ship that Balzac had.

I thought Balzac was just a city chimp, and he was the leader of a pirate flavor rooting for Amarchia.

Most of all, when it comes to piracy, it does not make looting and violence a business, and clandestine imports and premium earnings sewn through gaps in the state and commercial guilds are the main sources of funding.

I don't know how true that word is, but at least I decided to turn to Sowen for their cooperation.

Wow, and Merliah yawns.

Balzac's men also had minimal work to do, but other times they are killing time by fishing and playing with cards.

The sea between Amarchia and Dairis in the Sauen country is said to be extremely mild and the weather rarely rough.

Balzac has told me that this ship is taking a somewhat detoured route, as it is not a ship officially registered for sailing, and that it will take about two weeks to arrive.

Today, two weeks after boarding the ship.

It's time to get to your destination.

"Ladies, how about a drink?

A big shadow covers my body.

Balzac stands beside me, holding a liquor bottle in one hand and a glass in the other.

"Not necessary"

"Because I can't drink, either."

"I can't get through."

Niyanya and laughing Balzac swallows the liquor with his mouth on the liquor bottle and a cocksucking throat.

Repeated exchanges over and over the past two weeks.

Balzac tries to interfere with us like this every day.

In the beginning, I was scared. I also feel like Melia is now allowing Balzac some heart.

I wouldn't even try to get involved.

"Well, what shall I tell you today?

You want me to tell you a story about how I went up from selling Amarchian bottles?

"I heard that nine days ago and three days ago"

"Then tell the story of your love with the baroness who had come to visit you in Amarchia with patience."

"I heard that four days ago"

"I don't want to hear that story anymore because it was a romantic story all the way down the road and it's going to be a dirty story all the way down the road."

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"I was blushing for lewd talk, Meliá. I adore you."

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Even though Balzac is a nasty Osama, it still smells like rear filling there"

[No name even if reincarnated]

"I want to hear more about Balzac's sex stories."

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The fairies in my head are getting nostalgic for Balzac.

Will the wavelength fit?

"Well, let's talk about the prettiest night in the ocean today"

When Balzac said so, he sat down next to my face.

"Look at the sky over there. Can you see the moon is even thin?

I do see a white moon in the blue of the sky in the direction Balzac points to.

"Normal moons go up at night and sink by morning, or they go up by day and sink by night, but every few hundred years, when the moon starts to rise by day, it doesn't sink at night, and there are nights left until the next morning.

That's a strange story, but what's amazing is that this month is huge.

When I say how big it is, when I look up at the sky, all I see is the moon.

The light is also strong because it is such a big moon.

The sea plains of the night can be dyed silver.

It's a beautiful night to see fish and night bugs overflowing the water that surprised the light. "

Balzac stares at the moon as he drinks.

Do you think of the sight you spoke of, with your eyes down?

"I've heard of it.

Was it "Moon Without Death"?

It was rather considered an ominous symbol in the Ifestio Empire.

The devil who wants to see people sin comes on the moon...

It's a fairy tale. "

Melia said so by trying to cuddle her own body with her arms.

"The Ifestio guys are pessimistic.

How about Cruz, don't you think he'd like to see it?

"Not interested"

Balzac shrugs his shoulder to my word. [M]

"Not at all.

Even my daughter, who is old enough to be ashamed of her flowers, has to be so colorful to get a wife. "

"I never wanted you to have it."

"Hugh, you're so cool that the waves freeze.

The man who gets you is going to have a hard time. "

Leaving it at that, Balzac walked across the deck.

And then Merliah was in my ear,

"He seems to think you're a girl about Mr. Cruz."

"Right."

"Really... is that okay?

"Nothing good.

Much fine. "

When I said that, Meliá was, like, frightened.

"Indeed, Mr. Cruz's partner is going to have a hard time"

I said, I dropped my eyes on the book again.

That night, Meliá went to bed early in a separate bedroom provided in the cabin, and I was sitting in front of that room with a sword.

Then Balzac came to me.

I don't always have a liquor bottle in one hand.

Have they fallen asleep yet?

"Oh."

"Don't you sleep?

"Not necessary"

Balzac sighed.

"So, that's how we spend the whole night watching the guardian beast (Gargoyle) to keep the intruder away.

Every night and night since I got on this ship.

Look, don't you trust us that much?

"That's right.

You're gonna have to hide something like that on your back and come closer. "

With that said, Balzac laughed niggardly and pulled out the curved knife (Cutlass) he hid on his back and shook it down at me.

I avoid the side and slap the curved knife (Cutlass) down with my sword from the top.

Balzac is about to fall at the front, but gained more momentum and turned forward, leaving between my swords.

And then I turn around and play the coin and fly towards me, but it cuts off with a sword.

A coin in two bounced off the floor.

I pack the distance, and sword towards my torso. [M]

Balzac takes it with a curved knife (Cutlass) and we become intimate.

Balzac is stronger than I am.

Twitching and my posture breaks down.

But the moment the balance of power broke, I let go of my sword, grabbed Balzac's chest and threw it on my back.

Balzac was slapped on the floor with Dosin from his back.

"Itetetetetetetetetetetetetet...... hey! Ok!

Give me a break already!!

Balzac surrendered with a groan.

"How did you do this?

When I asked him, Balzac...

I was wondering if this is the kind of dance you might be able to dance to.

Dance? I didn't mean to kill you, though.

"Quite skilled.

If you weren't a woman, you'd be scouting as a rough guy. "

"You wanted to identify my combat abilities?

"Kukuk, that's why I just wanted to dance.

It's a night like this. "

Balzac has been urging me to get out on deck.

I wondered if I would leave by Merriam, but there was no sign that my men were hissing, and I decided to just hang out a little bit.

When he opened the cabin door and went out onto the deck, a big moon was spreading in front of him.

The sea was illuminated in silver.

There was a flock of fish bouncing around on the waves.

"Is this..." The Moon Without Death "?

"- I don't know. It's just a full moon.

Even so, I wonder if I can see this brilliant month once a year. "

Balzac holds the liquor bottle in one hand as usual.

Let's have a drink.

I've said and offered you a glass.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

'Fine. Take it.

You never get drunk with booze, do you?

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Naturally. Most poisons don't work on homunculus.

When I snorted silently, Balzac poured a pint of wine into my glass as he broke up.

And I tried to pour the liquor into my glass, but I took the bottle away.

"At a time like this, I heard it's polite to put booze on them"

It's from a fairy in my head.

I poured alcohol into Balzac's glass.

Balzac then laughed at Kukukuku.

"It's a good night. Alcohol is only for good women to follow after all"

So I sipped off a glass of booze in one bite.

I'll take a sip, too.

Including it in my mouth, it smelled like dead grass and it got hotter behind my neck as I went through my throat.

What spreads in front of you is a view you've never seen before.

The enveloping black of the night sky, the cleaving light of the silver moon, the constant wave sounds heard from the end of the world.

The world was beautiful, made up of phenomena that we took for granted.

Enough to change my perception of the world.

The sea breeze touches my cheeks.

Strike out light skin chills with the heat of alcohol.

I see, does this mean you enjoy booze?

"Input"

"Am I?"

"Nothing"

I take another sip, I put my mouth on the glass. [M]

"For me, booze is the greatest friend of my life, and the most loving thing in the world.

It's no exaggeration to say I'm alive for his sake. "

"Is drinking your life"

Balzac laughs and snorts at my inquiry.

"And the second most loving thing is beautiful.

Like the moon tonight.

Drinking while loving something beautiful can be superb if it's cheap. "

Saying so, Balzac put the glass down.

And lift my jaw gently. [M]

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"Oh, what is this atmosphere..."

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Hey! Captain Balzac!!

What are you going to do to our hom hom!?

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Balzac stared firmly into my eyes,

"But even tonight's moon can only help you."

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!

You colored man!!

Seriously, I've been dictating!!

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Die! Seriously, die!

It's our hom hom!!

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Tsuka, you are more beautiful than the moon...

I first heard it in real life '

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The fairies in my head are screaming their noses out.

But Balzac in front of me whispers to me with a cool face.

"When I first saw you, I felt struck by lightning.

They say they're surrounded by savage men, but they don't vibe, they don't flatter.

Its silky brunette with crystalline eyes, Rin's standing.

All this is so beautiful, I thought I was daydreaming. "

I don't know, is this complimented?

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"Supercrossbow compliments!!

As a woman. "

[No name even if reincarnated]

"In me, Homhom is the daughter of a man.

'Cause it's not like such a pretty boy isn't a boy.'

[No name even if reincarnated]

"Run! Homhom!

I don't care what happens!!

[◆ Ozigi Sou]

'Oh, privately, it's okay for you to accept it.

The life of this Osama night is of interest '

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"You praise me."

"Praise? No, I'm just saying what I thought.

So, here's the real deal. "

Balzac turned his hand around my shoulder,

"Wouldn't you like to be my woman?

And said.

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[No name even if reincarnated]

"No, no, no, whoa, whoa.

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Shut up.

I decided to ignore the fairy in my head. [M]

Apparently they are not calm right now.

I'll think of something here.

... Balzac woman?

Speaking of which, Floria said so.

About the desire to "make it your own".

Does Balzac want to own me as a woman?

Balzac said I was beautiful.

And he also said he likes beautiful things.

I see, do you want to satisfy your desire to own something beautiful on hand?

"I'll feed you something delicious.

I'll gather clean clothes and jewels too.

This is how I show you all sorts of beautiful things.

Sounds fun, doesn't it?

I'm the kind of woman who gives up on a woman who's in love. "

Balzac's face was getting closer and closer to mine,

"I know how you feel"

I waved my hand around my shoulder.

"But I don't belong to anybody.

I have something to do.

We have to get Merriam to the Ifestio Empire. "

With that said, Balzac shrugged his shoulders,

"Are you choosing that girl over me?

"Choose? Right.

I've been with Meliá for a short time, but I keep picking Meliá.

on the balance to commit your own dangers and taboos.

But I didn't mean to be choosing.

That's just how it turns out.

... So am I a Merriam woman?

Thoughts have been confusing.

For a moment, it feels like something I almost grabbed has flowed far away.

"Hi, hi! I get it.

The man is the key to the moment. "

Balzac left me and took me to the railing on the edge of the ship.

I didn't know Balzac's expression in the light of the moon on my back.

I drank out the liquor left in the glass.

I think the taste has changed since then.

Will a drink called alcohol change its taste according to its condition?

Strange stuff.

I grabbed the bottle and approached Balzac.

"I've figured one thing out.

Drinking isn't bad. "

That said, give Balzac a glass and pour the liquor.

"Heh.

You're a naughty, naughty bitch.

Shall I crush you drunk? "

Balzac pours liquor into my glass, too.

"I don't think you'll get drunk"

I told you, get ready.

Me and Balzac drank all night under the moonlight.

For Balzac was dying of a hangover the next day, omit.