Restaurant east of Wangdu Pleasure Street.
In a private room deep down, there was a muscular big man who spoke in a good mood.
"But I didn't expect you to be so interested in my hobby. I'm just surprised, to be honest."
Take a glass of sweaty iced tea and take a bite. Ring the ice with Karan and put it back on the table.
"This path is deep and full of mystical charm. But only a few know how good it is."
Shake your head to the left and right unfortunately, trembling the stunning Kaisel beard on your mouth.
"Was it a magazine for young people? It would be a great pleasure for me if I could attract the interest of young people like you."
He was strained.
Because I received a letter from a young female reporter sitting in front of me saying, 'Let the world know your hobby, I want to help you with it'.
(At first, I thought I'd say no again.)
This isn't the first time I've been interviewed.
But at that time, it was written funny and strange, and the result was ridicule.
It was also around that time that the two names now spread.
(But not this time)
I said no twice, but the reporter didn't give up.
A letter sent to me every time I refused. There was a strong interest in and passion for food, which was surprisingly written in polite letters.
"Ask me anything. If I can answer that, I can answer that."
The reporter, who was leaning against the notebook, raises his face to the words.
The female reporter, with her long hair cut as a princess, looked quite young. Had Tauro been here, I would have thought he was about a high school student.
(The expression is stiff. You just said newbie yet)
That's what I thought, and it raises questions.
Because a female reporter put her notebook on the table and took something out of her chest.
(Is that a rosary? Large emeralds are embedded in the elephant Cancer. It would be pretty expensive)
There's no connection between the rosary and the interview. That's what I think, while I lean my neck, a grand old man.
The female reporter stands in a chair, holding the rosary tight with both hands. And staring straight at him, he opened his mouth wide with a resolute attitude.
"Doctor Slime! No, the devil who possesses people and brings evil" welcome "to the world!
A grand old man who often loses his word to a rapidly changing opponent.
Female reporters keep their eyes on him like that and keep their words going.
"God's life purifies you. Be prepared!
The grand old man makes a troublesome look, while fingering the Kaisel beard.
"I'm not a doctor slime."
"Please don't blur! We know you're hosting the Adult Gourmet Club!
The identity of this female reporter is the Virgin from the Eastern Country.
The aim is to stop 'sin and punishment' from spreading.
(The source of this contamination is Doctor Slime. Definitely being taken over by the devil)
Because I believe that, I don't lend ears or anything to the devil's words.
"Hmm."
A grand old man thinks of his chin.
(Doctor Slime, a well-known name in the Hanayawa world)
But I've never met him. I didn't even know I was going to be wrong.
"You must be gourmet, right?
He frowns at the roots. The High School Virgin overlaps words as she tries to peek into it.
"Ma'am. Honestly, I don't know anything called 'Adult Gourmet Club'. But there's certainly something called gourmet gourmet of gold.
I decided to answer honestly and honestly.
"Again!"
High School Virgin, responding only to the word gourmet. The golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold drops his shoulders wide.
He felt a great deal of unwanted joy and anticipation in today's interview. So much so that he forcefully cut the job and went straight from the Knights headquarters.
(A man of understanding is a man of appearance.)
I can see that's the difference, and my mind goes down. I thought of a schedule I forced to adjust for today, and a big sigh came out of the bottom of my lungs.
(Seems very excited, but I need you to calm down and listen to me)
And if it's possible, I want to go back to Knights headquarters. I have as many jobs as I want to clean up.
I raise my face as to what I said, but there his movement stops.
The High School Virgin was not in her chair. Soon he climbed to the table in front of him and looked down at him in the presence of Jen Royalty.
It's not calm.
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who ties his mouth to the letter to.
The High School Virgin steps out one foot wide and steps on the wall behind him with her soles. It's called a wall dong by the feet.
"You don't seem to be wearing it, but aren't you cold?
The golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold shares his thoughts as he looks up in his skirt.
The High School Virgin ignores it and screams.
"Destroy the devil! Holy rain!"
At the next moment, the pale, glowing holy water pours down well from the diagonal.
The High School Virgin is a young Virgin.
Even from a difficult position, you can accurately capture the face of the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold. I didn't waste my time moving and fine-tuning my hips.
"Ugh!"
But golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold is also not. He is the person who beat him up from the actual battle and not to mention climbed up to the Knights of the Kingdom Knights.
Immediate reaction to hot bits that can be tapped. Open your eyes and mouth wide without cowering.
"Come!"
And he began to breathe in the holy rain (Holy Shower), making noises.
"Wow, wow!"
PH (paher), which can never be said to be neutral, the salt content.
If you're a regular person, it's difficult to even open your eyes thinly.
But the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold did not close his eyes, no matter how stained he was, and did not dare to come in through his nose.
Tons of hot rain that keeps falling, but not forever. Beyond being a man's deed, there is bound to come an end.
Momentum gradually weakened and eventually turned to Shizuku.
"No, why?
A little later, it was the trembling voice that leaked out of the mouth of the high school girl Virgin.
The power of Holy Rain (Holy Shower) is comparable to C-rank status anomaly recovery. If it's magic, it's super high.
There are no demons that cannot be destroyed by this. In fact, I have come so far to purify many demonic possessions.
But now, the devil's deputy had not shown how to suffer.
"It is sweet dew"
The voice of the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold, heard from below. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand while sitting in a chair.
An eye for the incredible, high school girl Virgin.
"You're supposed to be manipulated by the devil. How come God's power doesn't make sense?
Behind the table. At that time, on the heel of his right leg, something hit him with a trick.
That's her iced tea.
When it is taken by the kneading hand, it immediately begins to drink on the mouth.
"This power that uses no magic and expresses the same effect. You're the Virgin of the East."
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer, I assure you with a harsh look.
"If Doctor Slime and they were demon-possessed, it would have worked. But I thought you said you were wrong.
But it doesn't reach the ears of the high school Virgin.
The battlefield that both my brother and sister rely on to find and prepare and send me out. The tremendous trust in the two of us didn't even shake small in devil's bullshit or anything.
High school girl Virgin who drank up her iced tea and stood up. Step out again and scream again.
"Holy rain!"
I only got out a little bit.
"This won't even get your throat wet."
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who closes his mouth and licks his lips.
The throat Buddha was swallowing the desperate blow of the Virgin at his leisure.
The High School Virgin did not give up and now reaches for the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold iced tea.
"Drink it, but I don't think I'll be out any time soon."
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer with a slightly frightened face.
"Does not having a placement mean that holy water is not a potion? This is just the moment."
Nodding, huh? looking up at the high school girl with the look of
"If you drink too much and it gets thinner, does it work?
"Holy rain!"
The only reply I got back was the name of the move. But this time, even the drops don't come off.
"Your loss."
There are no more hands to hit, and the high-school Virgin trembles with fear.
The absolute confidence that had supported her was starting to break down with the sound.
The golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold tells a harsh look.
"I don't know if you know it or not, but I'm the Knights leader in this country. If the Virgin of the East were to publicly attack us, it would inevitably be an international problem."
But there, he changed his tone to something gentle.
"But you're still young. Something must have come to mind."
Jesus Christ, I take the word for it with the look on my face.
"I'll miss you this time. Now go home."
High School Girl Virgin with a bright blue expression.
But being pitied must have inspired the will to fight the opposite. My eyes began to see power.
Down to the floor, poke the rosary and declare.
"I won't take demonic exertion or anything! There is no frontier before God, always on the side of the righteous. If you are the Knights Commander, I must save the people of this country as well!
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who slowly closes his eyes.
Tell him quietly in a low voice.
"I warned you."
"You're going to make me give up. I don't ride the devil's sweet words or anything!
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who makes noises and stands in a chair.
Walk silently for a few steps and move to a slightly wider space in front of the door.
Unbelting, by the way, leaves your lower body naked. And slowly began to dance.
(What is this? A ritual of summons?
Staring at the dance with a rugged look, High School Virgin.
So I noticed much more, covering my mouth with one hand.
Oh, my God! Doctor Slime was not a victim of the devil taking over his heart! He was a bad person, summoning and serving demons of his own free will)
To his own breadth, his expression is distorted.
(Holy rain (Holy shower) doesn't mean it works, naturally.)
Meanwhile, gourmet of gold, a golden gastronomer who puts his hands on both flanks and moves his grooves and hips.
Wipe your sweaty forehead gently and open your mouth.
"This is not just morning gymnastics, it's what we do every morning."
To explain the lack of meaning, a high school girl with a crease between her eyebrows.
She keeps waiting, even. That the moisture that surrounds your body is ready to go outside.
(As long as you can directly bathe the demons that show up. Oh God, a little sooner)
The words of the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold go on independently of the thoughts of the High School Virgin.
"But I've been busy this morning. I haven't."
So the golden gastronomer, Gourmet of Gold, trembles small but certainly burly. And then I opened my eyes.
"Ugh! Are you here?"
(The ritual of summons is over? The devil shows up? God, protect me)
High School Virgin meditating on both eyes and kneeling on a tiled floor.
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who walks by, pushes down her luxury with ease.
And when he changed direction one hundred and eighty degrees, he held both arms of the High School Virgin with both sides of his tibia.
"Uh-huh."
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer with his mouth firmly tied and stomped in front of the High School Virgin under his ass.
(What's happening?
Feel the cold tile floor on your back and anxiously stiff yourself.
I still have my eyes closed, but I found my surroundings darkened. At the same time, it sounds like lightning, gobbling.
(You showed up a gate to the demonic realm. The summoned demon will show up.)
Determine your mind and perhaps open your eyes.
There, the view of the restaurant's private rooms did not exist until earlier.
Only the big, muscular ass of the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold gets into my eyes.
But she doesn't recognize it. The distance was too close, and the skin tone seemed like a different space full of vision.
At that time, something moves in the middle of the high school Virgin's sight.
(Demon Gate!
With certainty, I cry out to my heart.
The mere contents of the space slowly opened up, and the inexperienced began to emerge from inside.
(That's the devil! Now's your chance, but you're not ready in time!
High school student Virgin who bites her teeth.
But at the same time, I am surprised by the appearance of a pure demon who is not possessed.
That was different from what was stated in the scriptures, the murals, the stained glass, any of them.
Neither the combined figure of the beast, nor the figure of the heavily deformed.
No eyes, no nose, no mouth, it was just a brown mass.
(Trying to crawl out!
The devil leans back and drags the rest of his body out of the gate.
That's like a head, long chunks of dark brown. Chest, belly, hands and feet, none of which were equipped.
To too much decency, the High School Virgin can't stand her heart, she opens her mouth wide and screams.
"I don't need fishing, eat it! Golden Bomber!
The scream is echoed by the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold.
At the same time, to the face of the High School Virgin, a fierce bombardment of demons took place.
You must have been distracted, the gates of the occasional coughing demon world. Every time a bunch of demons splash around.
(This is the final war the Bishop was talking about, the Armageddon)
The demons hit me in the face and jumped into my mouth. There is a lot to close, and the follow-up pushes in to spit it out.
(Hot!)
It encapsulates quite a bit of heat and stimulates the feeling of warmth in your throat and mouth.
The devil, who broke into the back of his throat, cunningly abused the swallowing reflex. Serve as an intrusion into the body of the high school Virgin.
"... Huh!
The demon who drank it reached his stomach through his esophagus.
I try to realize that and scream, but I can't. The next demon is occupying his mouth.
The flesh continues to swallow the demon that moves to the back of his throat with conditional reflexes.
The spirit of the high school Virgin went eroded by the hot texture through her throat.
"Shit."
From up there, the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold's tongue echoes.
Some of the demons who turned back in the face of the high school Virgin slapped the ass of the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold.
"I said I didn't want it. Too close."
Hear that in distant consciousness, High School Virgin. Her spirit finally collapsed as a pillar of salt.
How long has it been?
The High School Virgin woke up.
(What is this place?
Wake yourself up, there's the couch.
It's in the city of Bishops, not my room I'm used to seeing. It wasn't even the one I was staying in recently.
The slightly drifting odor reminds me of an earlier demon.
(No way! Wasn't that a dream?
High school girl with hands on her mouth and belly. Strange fullness was there.
I feel signs and look back as I desperately scream and kill him.
There, the big man with the Kaisel beard standing with a gentleman smile. Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who summoned the devil, stood.
By the way, the interior is cleaned in exchange for a lot of chips.
"Do you still want to do this?
Ba and looking down, the High School Virgin trimming the roots of her bees and teeth. There are no shards of war left in her already.
See it satisfactorily, golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold.
"I'm hungry now. I was wondering if you could accompany me to dinner? If so, I will let you go without asking."
Normally, I would never make a deal with a demon or demon user. But the heart of the High School Virgin was broken.
I don't even think about it, I nod instantly.
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer with a full smile on his face.
Place a large plate on the floor.
"What's this?
A golden gastronomer, Gourmet of Gold, told the High School Virgin, who stares back without knowing what it means, in a low voice that often passes.
"It's what you tasted earlier. I want you to put that on here. Right now."
The stomach of the high school Virgin growls glum and the scent of the devil falls out of her nose with the gep.
The golden gastronomer, Gourmet of Gold, gently grabbed both sides of her, trembling with the mundane memories of her resurrection.
"Which, shall I help you with? Nothing to be ashamed of. We all are, before we get used to it."
'Come out, come out,' he mumbles, slowly rubbing in.
Gourmet of Gold technology, a golden gastronomer, in an area close to the massage of Tauro. It certainly went with a certain impulse.
"Oh, I did it before I got here."
With tears, incredible, the High School Virgin leaks.
The voice of golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold is only gentle.
"You don't have to worry about quantity. Now, it's important that you make it here."
An impulse that springs up unrelated to your will. He was frightened by it and didn't seem to have reached the High School Virgin.
"Is it time? If it's less, I'll take it this way."
That being said, the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold throws the High School Virgin upstairs with a twist.
Its body muscled up like a rough rope. It was a terrible force.
"Sort of."
Half a spin, just catch.
No, the High School Virgin is in a position where she can hold her legs open from behind.
In the same position, take it to someone with a different plate.
"Around here."
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who sets a goal.
On the floor was a glass dessert dish with high feet.
"Hey."
With dessert, the High School Virgin overflows with tears. But that doesn't move the heart of the golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold.
He took great care and adjusted his position to avoid spills. I was letting the dessert draw a circle.
"What, it's a little later for you to hang out with me?"
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who has finished serving, is in a good mood.
"Come on, sit down."
Point to the front seat.
I place a dessert dish on the table and stare at it with a lucid look.
"Well, I guess I'll have it"
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer with a full spill of laughter.
Slightly creased at the tip of a small silver spoon, brought close to the tip of his nose.
"Oh."
Close your eyes and breathe deeply.
"What a dark scent. That's right, stand up. There's just something I did this morning."
Keep your mouth open small and carry it inside.
High school student Virgin raising her silent golden cuts. But it doesn't reach the gourmet gourmet gourmet gourmet gourmet of gold, a fantasy like that.
Close your mouth and keep your mouth shut for a while.
All of a sudden, he opened his eyes all excitedly and uttered words sharply.
"Fruit!"
The golden gastronomer Gourmet of Gold screams.
"Intense aroma containing this immaturity, the sweetness and sourness that goes with it. Exactly fruit!"
I gave you a spoon with my trembling hand, and now it stings a lot. Carry it straight into the root of your tongue and dissolve it in your mouth.
It looked shocked and leaked the words along with a sweet, dark scent.
"A wonderful and delicate tongue touch. Why are the fruits backed within her so fine eyes"
Ragged and large tears fall from both eyes.
"Is it because of the fine bubbles in the gas? So on your tongue, it melts away like snow"
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer looking up at the ceiling, without even trying to stop it from flowing down his cheek.
"Only the sweet scent coming out of my mouth into my nose tells me that its presence was not illusory. Exactly, you deserve to call it the dessert of the Virgin"
The high school girl who couldn't watch and was nagging with her eyes closed. His own name was put to his mouth, and he trembled victoriously as he looked down.
"But what a mystery. I didn't know this fruit-like dessert was actually made from fruit"
Impressed yet another mouth by those who transcend the knowledge.
"It was based on vegetables and fruits that this fragrance would never come out. Eggs and meat can create this aromatic, strong scent."
And transfer your gaze from dessert to the high school Virgin.
"Earlier holy water was sour and, conversely, less tannic. Do you always prefer meat?
There is no answer.
"If as a holy water standalone, the body is solid and preferable. But if it's served with a meal, it seems a little thick."
Nod alone, keep your thoughts in your mouth.
"If you're thinking about your body, maybe you should get a little more moisture."
Gourmet of Gold, a golden gastronomer who cares about rare delicacies. I cared for the maker gently.
An hour later, the liberated high school girl returns to the inn.
No one. Neither of us were back.
But could the high school Virgin grasp it? There was no raw light in her eyes, wearing a duvet on the bed.