The time is in the afternoon. Even if you pinch the confectionery with the tea, it's a good time when it's not weird.
Three spiritual beasts lined up in front of Tauro raking in the living room of his home.
"Call it in. What, were you okay?
Imobes, dangouts, and turtles. All that are on the spreading bath towel are my family.
First thing in the afternoon, I finished my visit to Teaching Light Patrol Sensei. As soon as he left, he called for the garden forest.
"Go."
On behalf of, Imoske, the head of the family, answers. I nodded lightly, spreading a magazine before the bath towel.
"Launched today," Special Issue of Divine Match ". I wanted to see it with you guys."
On the way home from Jayanne, he bought it from a bookselling stall. Look at that. Imoske and Dangolow give out a wave of emotions that say whoa.
I've been talking about it a couple of times, so I guess I'm interested.
"The next thing I know, I'm in a hurry to lose it."
The annual tournament in the Holy Capital is called the 'Divine Match' and attracts great attention from the public.
It is the Sacred Capital that has magazine publishers. It seems that the tax revenues coming in from sales contribute significantly to the financial resources of the Holy Capital.
"Then I'll read it"
Spirit beasts gather around the magazine in slow footsteps. Me and the three of us, it's the shape that surrounds all sides of the magazine.
"Whoa, suddenly you're a plain boy"
The painting, which appeared as soon as it turned, was a queen whipping with a red butterfly mask. "Sin and Punishment" apparently attracted more journalistic interest than I thought.
The progression of the game is also introduced around the Plain Child King.
"- Whip down, slap the man's body. The sharp screaming tail gradually sweetens, and at the end of the day he twists himself and shakes his ass out"
I remember it as I read it and convince myself. That untailed pain will make you feel better as it is repeated.
Besides, I hear the plain child king has raised his arms more than he did back then. It will be pleasant.
"- A powerless arm can't support his body, and the man's face and chest are on the floor. I guess I'm unconscious, freshly waving my ass for punishment. Naturally, the Queen does not condone it."
As I heard in the Merchant Guild, the Plain Child King slaps him with a whip and then heels him to the ass. I was winning that combination.
"World War I, World War II. We can't fight back together, we can win overwhelmingly."
Explained, pointing to the painting of the man lying back, where the question flew to me.
What happened to Hisashi?
Imosuke wakes her upper body and is excited. Neighbor Dangolow, too, turns this way, as he notices.
"Hisatsu, what?
Further up to Zaratan, watch this one silently. For some reason, Spirit Beasts love Special Attacks.
"... I wonder how it went"
I'll explore my memory, but she might not have had it.
"I don't think King Plain Kids had it."
To that answer, Imoske and Dangolo, plus Zaratan gives an atmosphere of regret. In a hurry, I said something appropriate by accident.
"But we have our next game. Whatever it is, it's a game with Reaper."
Reaper's Special Attack, "Earthquake". This is an absurd move to stab the sickle deeply against the target and rotate from body to body.
Vibration produced by the human large polarized core motor. Last year it shook the floor of the venue, just like the earthquake Earthquake.
"- Reaper, who, without cowardice, continued to be whipped. But it would have been alarming."
Speaking up, I think I have. The deputy guild chief said so. He said Reaper didn't resist any, he enjoyed himself and lost.
"Earthquake" doesn't matter what you think.
"Finally, the reaper, whose whole body is tangled in a whip, is knocked down on the floor. It looked as though it was a prey tightened by a snake."
When he sees his family, he listens with excitement. Now or now, I think I'm hoping.
"- A burning candlelight at the tip of the Great Sickle Death Size. The Reaper scattered without a single blow."
I finish reading the article and shut my mouth. Naturally, the families turn to us.
Everyone leaned their necks in unison and said, 'What's your special move?' It emitted a strong wave.
"I'm sorry. I think I lost before I put out a special attack."
I heard an unfortunate voice go up, and it hurts my heart. If you look at the creatures on the bath towel, they all show signs of sadness.
"Hmm?"
In the meantime, Dangolo moves his tentacles towards Imosque. Looks like we've changed the subject.
I don't know.
This is the voice of Imosque.
Look at Imosuke shaking his head left and right, Dangolo turning to me. And I asked.
"Why, do you want to?
He saw a painting of a plain child king hurting Reaper with a whip and questioned him.
I was describing the divine match as' Better make your opponent feel better than win '. This suspicion is most likely.
(But this is a very difficult question)
Beer if you can. Something like the question 'Why is it good when it's bitter'? The boys and girls are not convinced when they answer, 'Bitter is good'.
"I don't know what it is, er"
Help comes from the unexpected to me with my arms around me. Zaratan turned to Dangolo and opened his mouth.
"Stimulation and E, Discharge Unagassitanoda"
An act normally seen in lakes, rivers, and the sea. That explains it. They see it that way, the same as in vitro fertilization of fish.
(Exactly, a long-lived tortoise of things)
I don't think so, either. But when I think about it, I can't say enough about being out of line.
The root of Sin and Punishment may be around it.
"Hmm."
That's the kind of dangolo I'm unconvinced about. Indeed, that is the kind.
As I thank the turtle, go to the next page with the cough. The Imosques reacted before I opened my mouth.
"La Toragu!
"La Toragu!
Lightning very popular with family, except one. What emerged at the opening was a painting of a young swordsman pointing his sword tip at his opponent at the middle waist.
Imosuke and Dangolow cheer greatly for their appearance of Rin and Brave.
"Now we have a special attack, Lightning Sword."
Two men bouncing with great joy on a special attack that finally came out. Zalatan also showed a strong interest and asked me what kind of moves.
"One breath, three thrusts."
"Hum, Narhod"
Slowly leading tortoise. More times, more chances, he groans.
I haven't fired, but you shouldn't talk about it.
Where he defeated the Plain Child King with one counter shot, the center of the article moves to Lightning.
"The next article is also lightning.... this is a super mature woman or it would be amazing to see it in a painting"
I heard the story, but it's the first time I've seen it. Like a bodybuilder, it is an irregular body.
"You said she was a good woman, right?
Keep your face close and stare as you remember the words of the guild leader. If you look closely, sure, you used to be beautiful, not without such shadows.
Imosques and dangolows who move around excitedly, approximating me like that.
"Laito, Naguso-do!
"Laito, Naguso-do!
But we have to tell the two of them the unfortunate facts from now on.
Never mind, read the article.
"- Lightning sword released in full. But the opponent rolls out a move called the 'headstand' and stops the lightning movement"
The next illustration is a supermature figure that lifts muscles all over her body and makes her face red tide. Lightning had his sword fixed and was forced to stand on his toenails.
"Lightning then pushed down by force. Orthodox but fiercely attacked, squeezed and defeated"
Two disheartening at once. I'm sorry, but I can't help it.
Zalatan snorted, "Yahari Female Ga Qiang Squid". What's on my mind, I'm sure, is a kamakiri or spider.
"Well, the next page is much more"
The protagonist changed from plain child king to lightning. Now that Lightning has lost, she will be super mature next.
As expected, the article about the finals was from a supermature perspective.
"-" A Man With A Thousand Wounds On His Back, "which appeared a long time ago. Before its overwhelming strength, there is no way to make it the legend of the Eastern kingdom, Legend. blamed to simmer carefully, only to overflow the juice"
As Santa Claus's deputy guild chief put it, this middle-aged man against an old woman seems to have had plenty of fun.
To Grandpa Goblin, the guild leader, 'A Man With A Thousand Wounds On His Back'. Are they people of the same taste?
That's how I read through it. But in the next words of the reporter, I remembered the shock of being beaten.
"- The Legend of the Eastern Country, repeating a sweet plea in cuts. Hearing that, I thought from the bottom of my heart. Baba told me to let you do it."
So the sentence ends. I exhale loudly out of my mouth.
(Baba, let him do it, huh?
If it's just Grandpa Goblin, it could be a personal hobby. Even with the addition of Man with a Thousand Wounds on his Back, he can see it as a special hobby.
But this is how a reporter from a well-known publisher came to feel. I guess the tolerance of the average person is much wider than in previous life.
(Different vessel sizes)
When I was banned from going in and out in Jaanne, would I have thought somewhere in my mind with regret? "I'm amazing," he said.
Now that I've read this article, I can see how funny that was.
(Chronic heart, right)
No matter how you make me scream, all I was dealing with was a beautiful woman.
The age group, too, ranges from magical girls to moms to mature Viscounts. He stays far ahead of his pension entitlement.
Let's assume the public sensibility is the same as this reporter. If they are, many of the men of the world can make pensioners' baba do it '.
(What depth)
Me, driven by the breadth of the world and filled with wonder. Fortunately, the families have not responded to 'Let Baba Do It'.
Apparently it did not spark any special, interest.
As I lowered my chest, my voice rose from Imosque.
"What about Kushizashi Shen Pu?
Make it the two names of your best friends, Cornell, and the name of your Special Attack. The sound of "Skewered Whirlwind" somehow captures the two minds and doesn't let go.
Dangolow also realizes something and issues an inquiry following Imoske.
What about Yuki?
'That's right! Yuko-no-no.'
Imosuke also reacted. My best friend, Skewered Whirlwind, and the Dying Dying Regiment Phantom, First Food (Unicorn). Neither of them have come up to this point.
I shake my head to the left and right with a sinking look on my face.
"Too bad neither of you are in"
Eh! I mean, voice-over relatives. The only thing that's quiet is a turtle.
"Why not?
"Why?"
Two that do not loosen the hand of pursuit. I answer with my fingers on my cheeks.
"Just like me. I don't know if it was a job or a convenience or anything."
Stopped pitifully and stared at me. Imobes and dangouts. Then the two of us looked at each other and started talking secretly.
What I hear somehow is the word "I can't help it, I know, I miss it, etc." Anyway, you seem convinced, most importantly.
Relax and run for the winner's profile. Unexpectedly I spoke out.
"My main job is as a lawyer? Travelling the world, sounding like women everywhere? Awesome."
Lawyer. That's a job that hasn't caught my mind since my herbivore told me.
I asked because I had a long-lived tortoise in front of me.
"Actually, Zaratan. I want to travel the world in the future."
And tell them what the problem is.
I'm not leaving my family behind. The same goes for Heavy Lancer, a heavy horse who relied on his family to come here.
Is there any good way?
"... that's hard, I knew it"
Look at the silent turtle, me exhaling. Imosque and Dangolo don't have any good ideas either.
"What? Could there be? You want to give me a minute?
Actually, I didn't expect much, but he knows it. Let's wait and see.
"Thank you, Zaratan. It's not an immediate story. Just take your time."
Tortoise snorts at my words.
Already in the evening if you're aware. When I started thinking about what to do with dinner, Imoske slapped Tom on my knee with his ibo leg.
"Mr. O'Geek."
The Spirit Beasts are sensitive to the signs. This is how someone tells us when they get closer.
"Hmm? Really? Well, let's open it today."
Tickle doors dedicated to the Spirit Beast, provided at the bottom of the spitting window. In preparation for the visitors, the Imosques leave for the garden forest.
I got up and headed to the front door.
(Is it Mr. Cool? No, lightning. It's not strange to come back from a divine match or say hello)
With that in mind, it looks like the other guy just climbed down the stairs in front of the front door.
I learned that every word I was told was out of anticipation.
"Oh, is that a call from the guild leader"
Standing outside the front door were officials I had seen in the Merchant Guild.
"Yeah, you want me to give you a quick hand with anything."
He hasn't been informed of the details. I said, "Did even the Warcraft show up? 'Even so,' that's especially true, 'he just tilts his neck.
If Grandpa Goblin called you, you have to leave.
"Hey, I'm coming to the Merchant Guild!
Open the window and yell that way at the garden forest. And with only the least amount of luggage, I went outside.
Ride the golem carriage the staff came from and head to the Merchant Guild.
Sounds like it's not a bad thing.
From the staff, I can't feel the atmosphere as urgent.
"What is it?
"I'm sorry. I haven't been told what to do either."
To my word, a frightening official. I couldn't help it, so I sat back in the carriage chair.
It's not a bitter distance to walk, so you'll be there in no time. I climb the stairs and show my face to the Alliance Chief's office on the third floor.
"Oh, Mr. Tauro. I'm sorry I called you so suddenly."
In the room were two old men who looked like goblins and two Santa Claus old men. He is the guild leader and deputy guild leader.
"If it gets a little darker, let's go. Please, help me."
Little guild leader who gets up from the chair and takes my hand.
"No, I didn't have any particular errands. When it comes to dispatching, is it still a warcraft?
I look around as I answer, but I don't have a grass-fed mechanic. If you're going out in Old Lady, he should be called here, too.
Already in the hangar, is it in the prep work?
"No, it's not a warcraft. But in a way, it's more than that. And the knight's power won't work."
My brow bends unconsciously and creates a deep groove between my brows.
"You can't fight with knights, enemies more than warcraft"
What the hell is that?
"I have the permission of the Prime Minister. Relief."
Even if they say it's safe, they don't know what it is in the first place.
The deepening mystery also deepens the groove between the eyebrows. At the same time, a bad feeling of incompetence came out.
"This is Tauro for you."
The guild leader, who unilaterally proceeds, presses a thick, folded cloth. Spread it out, I'm out of line.
This is an eye-catcher, isn't it?
What I was given was a black hat knitted in thick yarn. But it's the size that can cover everything in the head, with only three holes in the eye and mouth.
(Will I even go to a bank robbery)
Send a gaze to Santa Claus, a commonsense man. The deputy guild manager took his gaze off softly after giving him a look of pity.
Definitely not a lot of things.
"Um, excuse me. I suddenly remembered an errand."
"No!
I was not forgiven.
This is how I was supposed to act with the Alliance Leader tonight.