Summer is here.
Strong sunshine descends on the Wang capital, reflecting buildings and cobblestones blindly.
Fortunately, the land has wind and humidity is not very high. The shade is therefore quite comfortable.
As a result, many people walk through the shadows of buildings and street trees in the streets.
"Flowers."
Whispering, this three-story building is benefiting passers-by.
I speak as I walk through the garden forest on that rooftop.
"Is it on the other side of the herb tree?"
Riding over my head and serving as my guide is Imosque. Crawling down the ground in front of you is the dangolo of the directions.
Imosuke looks just like a five-year-old larvae from a magpie butterfly, about twenty centimeters long.
Dangolows, on the other hand, are dangoliates themselves. It is fifteen centimeters long.
Both spiritual beasts, my family. It's an important family.
I want you to see it because the flowers have blossomed, the two of them are taking me out and heading to the back of the garden forest.
"Just the other side of the living room."
With his mouth on, he circled around the herb tree following Dangolow.
"Eh."
Unexpectedly speaking.
Between herbal trees and railing walls.
Because it was literally narrow and the flowers were blooming.
……
I guess this is what breathtaking beauty means.
Carnations, roses, lilies, rhinoceroses, that's about all I know. Various flowers dyed their sights red, yellow, white and blue.
"Wow. Yeah, it's so beautiful. I've never seen anything like it before."
Families waiting in anticipation of my words.
To be honest, kneel down and put your face closer to the flower.
Thanks to the protection of imosques, the surrounding grass deforms with gnarity. Thanks to you, you don't have to worry about damaging the flowers.
"Smells good."
Intense rosy notes tickle my nose.
Overhead, Imosuke climbed up to his forehead and called out to him.
"Was it you?
"Are you hungry?
Go on, from the ground, you also get Dangolow's voice.
I've been out of shape since one incident with a celebrity beauty.
Seeing him as weak as the summer months, he was curious.
"You're worried. Thanks to you, I've got a lot of energy. Thanks."
From the two of them comes a wave of joy.
The flowers, if you look at them, are often flashy. I guess we thought about it ourselves trying to cheer it up.
I sat up and I kept my back in the herb tree and put a dangolo on my lap. As it was for a while, I admired the beautiful landscape.
"Because of that. Do you want me to bring that?"
I got up and I went to the living room with a dangolo in my left hand.
So, I take the big book I borrowed from you. Not so thick.
The title is' Botanical Drawings'. I was hoping to find out who Vintage was.
"First, let's find out the name of the flower"
Return immediately to the original location and compare the flowers and illustrations with the families.
"Well, that's a lot finer, with a conceited name."
For me, a rhinoceros in a lily. But each color and shape has a different nomenclature.
I can't remember, but I learned.
"Roses are especially common"
Thicker pages than others. That would mean that there are many kinds of names given.
"Oh?"
What stopped me in the flower garden was a round of roses.
The color is mostly black. With the addition or subtraction of light, the crevices appear darker purple.
The thick petals had a compelling luxury.
"I wonder if you mean black roses"
Find a similar painting just now.
"Pilebunker, the broken castle hammer?
I found it right away, just like the illustration.
It was accompanied by a much unusual name.
"A rose-loving and famous imperial nobleman named him. I don't know who he is."
He liked plants, and the part touched the harp wire, and Imosuke over his head asked the question.
So I turn this way, Dangolow.
"I like flowers, I thought you were a gentle person?
I laugh and express my views.
"I don't know, it's a broken castle hammer, Pyle Banker. He might be like a vampire who likes to see blood."
With his teeth out and a biting gesture, Dangolow got round.
I might have threatened you a little too much.
"Oh yeah. We need to find out about Vintage."
It's a tree that says it's rare to play the sage of the woods.
Wait for Dangolow to go back to normal and circle around the herb tree.
The thorny trees that grew on the banks were causing some yellow fruit.
"... no, I don't know"
Open a citrus page, but white flowers with yellow or orange round fruits.
Unfortunately, I couldn't tell on my level.
"In the meantime, can we just stay in Vintage?"
With that in mind, there is movement at your feet.
"What?"
If you look at it, Dangolow alternates between me and the back of the woods. Sounds like some kind of appeal.
"Is that it?
Ahead of my head is a single white mushroom.
It is about the size of a fist and stands tall and upright.
"Hmm? That the elves would be happy to take it?
So he thought I'd be happy too.
"Is it good"
Turn the drawings to rely on knowledge.
Looking for the mushroom section, I discovered something very similar to the painting.
"I think so, white lady."
Pure white standing without a stain. A discreet longer umbrella that hasn't opened too much. If you ask me, it is a lady's atmosphere.
"It rarely grows in a dark place of magic and rarely sees it. Extremely valuable as a magical material, more expensive than gold coins piled at the same height"
Unexpectedly, an exclamation leaks out of my mouth.
"They say it's a rare mushroom. Looks like it's worth it."
Two people react to my words. Imoske spoke to Dangowlow.
"Rarely?"
It's not rare, is it?
The book description and a somewhat different feeling.
I think about it a little bit. The families are from the Spirit Forest.
Not uncommon in the Spirit Forest, I guess that's what you mean.
"With that said, we talked about a land of magic."
The book I read before. Reminds me of its contents.
There must have been something between the people and the elves over the management of the Spirit Forest.
The people who propose joint management and the elves who refuse to do so.
They turned out to be a war in the end.
"The fact that the elves are still in control means the people must have lost."
In the end, only more was written.
Probably because it's a written book on the losing side of the people.
"It grows full of these precious things, so I guess I can rub them"
If it's worthless land, you wouldn't even want it to be.
That's just land named after the Spirit. It seems to be rich in magical products.
I am convinced and read more about the White Lady.
"It has an extremely powerful poison. No problem if you touch it with your fingers, but the collection is very dangerous. It's hard if you're not a veteran adventurer"
Me with an unexpected eyebrow root.
Dangolow proceeded to the side of the white lady and turned to her.
"Take?"
Do you want to harvest and take it to your room? I guess that's what you're asking.
"... no, for now. Let's keep it that way."
I'm not a veteran adventurer.
Feeling anxious, ask the families for their opinions.
"Sounds poisonous. Leave it alive in the garden forest. Are you okay?
Imosuke and Dangolow looked up and down at each other.
"Tataru?"
"Don't Tabe."
I have a long relationship with my family, too.
I know what you're going to say. This isn't food, that's why you have to eat it, it'll be around there.
"Beautiful, convenient because it glows thin at night?
On bad weather nights, they help.
If the two masters of the woods didn't feel in danger, they weren't going to speak any more.
"All right, let's go back."
Imosque on the head, lead in the form of dangolows, turning back the path we have just come.
Occasionally, I also saw heavy horseback riding (Heavy Lancer). The kid must be the one running around. The others are eating a lot, even.
"Will you go to Jaanne in the afternoon and check the booking status of your exploded bottom sister"
After the defeat of the Imperial Agent, there is nothing to talk about, especially from the store.
The path to Teaching Light Patrol Sensei should not be closed.
"I don't know if it's too early to cancel."
Walked to the living room by the pond with pale hope.
Then a few hours later.
A number of parasols set in the central square.
Under that one umbrella. I was finishing my late lunch and rinsing my iced coffee.
(Explosion Bottom Sister, wait a few months ah)
I don't know. My back gets round.
I checked with Jaanne, but the results were unfortunate.
It doesn't look like you can book faster if you pay for it.
If you do that, they could throw gold coins at you.
Jaanne's concierge said with a harsh look, which is outrageous.
Make a noise, drink up the coffee between the ice, and take a seat.
(Would you like to go over there)
Summer daylight, short shadows.
Proceed along the boulevard of the pleasure district to convey there.
Eventually arrived is a large building assembled in white marble. It is Casabel, the head of the Mitsuya family in the Wang capital.
Greet the boy who opens the door with one hand and go behind the lobby.
Tap in front of the chick and follow the woman with your eyes.
(If Plain Son isn't the queen, she's an immediate nomination.)
Yeah, I told the Imosques, but the sequelae of celebrity beauties are still there.
That shameless, overdirect sex appeal. Because of that, I can't get my appetite back.
(unless neutralized)
In that regard, the once plain child is the reverse type.
Scuffs, shame, and distractions. And in a small voice, thank you for nominating me.
Although she is now the first queen of Casabel.
(People change things)
If you don't see him for three days, look at him. That's a first-rate whorehouse, and employees don't lack training.
But now I'm not looking for a queen, so my eyes swimming on the chick stand look for someone else.
Speaking of chicks, while there's a lot of pieces, here's a black skirt on a white blouse, plus socks. It makes me feel more like a school classroom.
"Nice. Clothes, they've changed."
A young concierge answers with a refreshing smile.
"We pay close attention to the trends in the Hanayo world."
They're actively incorporating the Yamato stuff.
(Maybe it's my influence too)
Celebrities face each other in the lobby of a whorehouse.
I told them repeatedly and enthusiastically how good the uniform is.
"It's too plain, it won't be funny. It takes a lot of work to take it off."
Mitsuhito said, "I specialize in uniforms." I'll have all my uniforms. Come on, you too, now, uniform, conquer! 'I'm taking him to preach.
(good trend)
The world is getting better and better.
If this is the case, Teaching Light Inspector's sailor clothes are not a dream either.
When I think that far, one of the chicks stops looking at me.
(Is that it?)
Sitting in the corner, a mob-like girl.
Straight with long dark hair. If you're going to describe that face in a nutshell, it's Sun Face.
It is likely to become popular with the elderly.
A lively chat thriving in the center of the chick. I also liked that it wasn't mixed with that.
"Thank you for your nomination. I'll be right there, just a moment please."
The concierge replied loudly and with a broken tooth.
I guess I've been out on the floor lately, and I'm smiling at how tense I am.
"... Regards"
By contrast, the girl who came out of the chick stand to the counter is about to disappear.
I don't feel strong personality, but that's a first-rate whorehouse. Face, style and overall lack of volume, but all to a high standard.
"Nice to meet you"
I smiled and answered, holding hands and going up the stairs.
Once in the room, I order the usual drinks and wait for them to come.
And finally time for both of us.
(This type, I'd rather take the lead)
A girl who is embarrassed and nagging and doesn't look like she's moving. Maybe that's the sale.
"Yes, stand and stand. Let's play some fun games with your uncle."
Take your hand and get him off the couch, and explain the rules of Jahn.
"If you win, take off one piece of the loser's clothes."
Of course, the use is baseball fisting.
She remembers desperately and nods. I'm just going to start.
"If you want to play in Wangdu, make it a game like this."
Replace words you wouldn't understand appropriately and dance with a twist.
The girl trying so hard to imitate is adorable.
"Fine, fine!
Win first.
Tell the girl with a slightly reddish face that she's gone.
Get your right leg out.
Kneel one knee in front of the lightly lifted foot and pull one sock off.
Standing up, I put my socks on my face and breathe and declare the next round open.
"Fine, fine!
I won again.
Actually, she waves her arms down in the shape of a choke or par. Thanks to you, I know exactly what's next.
It must be because I'm not used to Grandpa.
"Fine, fine!
"Fine, fine!
I keep winning, I take off the rest of my socks, my blouse.
The girl's face is already bright red, holding her face down with both hands and pampering her.
But there's no wind I don't like. Looks like you're having fun.
"Bra next, I wonder if it's a skirt?
In my words the girl has arms, holding her chest and skirt in front of her. My posture bent forward and I looked at me chilling with a shy upper eye.
This is it. This is it.
I can see celebrity beauty toxins coming out of my body.
In a way, he was a horrible assassin.
(Again, it's an important culture to say ashamed)
We have to take care of it. Renew the thought.
"Fine, fine!
Skirt!
"Fine, fine!
Bra!
Lose on purpose after this and let me off.
I prefer the rules the winner designates and takes off to the rules he takes off himself.
"Fine, fine!
When there's nothing left to take off, demand service or just go inside.
Win or lose, it's the same thing you end up doing. But I still want to enjoy the process.
"I don't know what to take off."
With that said, I like to go around it, around the girl holding herself tight.
Great if your whole body is bright red as well as your face.
I don't need flavors, some people say. But I like this.
"Okay, tie!
I let you take all but the red tie off, come on. It's too maniacal.
Let's keep one thing in front of you.
"Yes, stay still."
I reached for the girl's chest, moving both hands.
Two hours later.
After everything I did, I was watching the sunset at the open cafe in the square.
"Shit."
The only word that comes out is that.
Grandpa's going to adore you, grand-faced girl. Thanks to her, the celebrity poison had disappeared from my heart.
Neither DVD nor Tea Bowl will distract me anymore.
"After all, the power of women is amazing."
If it's positive, it's negative.
I was impressed with that influence again.
At this time, I didn't even know that baseball fists would change their names to slime games.