Winter morning. Wang Du is in the royal castle, during a visit to the hotel.
Is it okay to say that the season has passed? The sun rises faster, and from the large windows set on the wall, the morning sun plugs into the back of the room.
"Get on your knees."
The chief of tongue tells the young man who walks in between the lines of guards, accompanied by senior officials of the kingdom.
Her face, standing next to the high school girl Virgin, looked a lot crushed.
"Then, Virgin, please"
The High School Virgin nods quietly and rises from a tall, overdecorated chair. Raise yourself in front of a long skirt and perform the "Blessing Rite".
An inquiry that sounds during a glance, slapping a man of holy water. A little late, a warm, nostalgic scent drifts into the nose of the guards.
"... excuse me"
High school girl shaking gently to regain her lost body temperature. With that in his eyes, Master Tongue took a knee to the carpet while putting in a no.
When I took out the handkerchief, I wiped away the rest of the 'Blessing Rite'.
If you look at the youth, stay on your knees. In the cold air of winter, the hot air and aromas are raised from all over the body.
"It's" Holy Cloth. "" Take it. "
Master Tongue stands up, saying, and offers a handkerchief to the youth.
Pay for every demon, the miracle trace of the Virgin. The stained handkerchief of the Holy Drop deserves to be called "Sacred Cloth".
(Hopefully this will increase the number of believers)
The young man, whose brainwashing has unraveled, has received a sacred cloth in tears of gratitude. Looking at that figure, Master Tongue thought.
Support for the Kingdom is not only the result of inter-state borrowing, but also a major aspect of missionary activity.
Nor is it pure goodwill. But the God of the eastern kingdom, how harsh God is full of charity. Basically, other followers of God are not eligible for salvation.
"Now we shall end the 'Blessing Rite'"
Strictly proclaimed by senior Kingdom officials. The high school girl advances among the guards and leaves the room with her tongue-in-law.
The carpet with long hairy feet did not let one footstep stand.
"Good day, Virgin"
When I returned to my room and lowered my back on the couch, I smiled calmly and my tongue length was delighted.
The first holy water of the day, Extra Virgin Holy Water, is regarded as most valuable and for that reason the ritual is long. It's hard to be patient.
"It's okay, because it's the usual. And now, Bishop, tell us about last night."
With a bright smile back, the high school girl brightens her eyes and talks about "Rude".
The abbot of the north leaves the hotel at sunrise. I couldn't meet him.
(Right)
Master Tongue thinks.
The next "Blessing Rite" is a while away. With the meaning of reflection on itself, it would be good to think back.
"I only know about myself. Are you sure?
High School Girl Virgin shaking her head small and vertical. When he sees it, Master Tongue speaks quietly.
"At first things went well -"
Impermeable world rankings, rude lectures in the kingdom. I was wary of the strong in the field, but I don't see enough of them to deserve it.
The master is encouraged to attack aggressively, but the tongue-leader keeps his own pace and keeps his health warm.
While under siege from the five sides, he was persevering in a defensive battle.
"I think he was relaxed because he was able to defeat his enemies."
Tongue length that distorts your face to remorse.
A new commander of reinforcements, in formation behind his back. The first hand of the person is a fast fire.
By the time I realized it, I had already broken into front of Honmaru. Sometimes the guard was weak, and it started to do a lot of damage.
"The enemy is not alone. That's the biggest cause of failure I've lost sight of. The intruder from the rear gate distracted me too much."
Master Tongue instructed to concentrate his power behind him in order to repel him. But what started shortly afterwards was a major offensive against the main entrance.
(Not good.... well, let's slap the weak first and then behind us)
Hurry forward and deploy to the main entrance. But if we move forward to crush it, the enemy retreats lightly.
(What do you mean?
The tongue length is confused by the lack of response. Shortly afterwards, from behind, a shock struck me enough to rock the axis of my body.
(Chuckles)
If you flip a gesture to deal with it, you will return immediately to the main entrance and begin the attack.
"Collaboration from before and after, it was brilliant"
I guess I remembered. He has a face, hands on his lower abdomen and buttocks.
In other respects, enemies have broken through defensive lines because of alternating and repeated corrugated attacks, coupled with shredded consciousness and health.
Only a short time after the horn of the rear gate fell the tongue-leader.
"Really? That's what happened."
A high school girl who can't hide her surprises in the defeat of her trusted tongue-in-law.
Drop your eyes on the table and sink into the sea of thought for a while. And as I raised my face, I stared firmly into the eyes of the tongue-length.
"I, too, would like to learn the moves of men and women. Just like everyone else."
In the eyes lies the light of strong determination. The spine also stretches firmly and is not the usual chatty atmosphere.
I feel serious, and I think Master Tongue.
(I don't like special treatment. Is that what happened?)
Those who learn God's teachings begin to learn the moves of men and women to get closer to God. If you go up to the Abbey High School, the subject is compulsory.
But the High School Virgin is different. Born, loved and saintly by God.
He was also exempt from the manoeuvres of men and women, along with other duties such as "The Blessing Rite".
(But you have to learn anyway. Maybe it's time)
Once light, exhale.
(Plus, my tendency to me was getting a little stronger.)
High School Girl Virgin with a broken heart. To heal the wound, Master Tongue was comforting the High School Virgin with her long tongue at night.
This results in a high school girl Virgin getting a quiet sleep, but the side effects are also noticeable. He was beginning to drown in the joy of his tongue.
(As it is, you shouldn't)
High School Girl Virgin, a treasure of the country. It's not what the tongue-leader wants to bone her out.
If such a thing were known, we would lose the seat of bishop that we had obtained because of it.
(Is it some kind of tour that this place is outside the country?)
The East Country is not very preferred to know the first man. saints, but therefore the men are undoubtedly frightened.
If the first experience becomes a distorted one, it should cast a bad shadow on subsequent growth. If so, it is better to be outside the unknown country.
"Ready, I accept. Then come with me to the whorehouse after noon."
As soon as you judge, you decide to act.
If you're the age of a high school girl Virgin, your patience since you think about it is hard. I thought it would be better if it were sooner.
"Yes!"
The High School Virgin replied with a full smile.
And after noon, in the corner of Wangdu Pleasure Street, an advanced whorehouse for women.
The two men, dressed from bishops' and monastic clothes to private clothes, join hands and enter the store.
"... wow"
Open your eyes and mouth wide with surprise, High School Virgin.
In the store, the sound of drums whizzing my ears continues to beat me. The ceiling was lit with mirror balls, scattered throughout the store spinning colorful light.
"Well, I'll take this and this, please"
Dear Tongue Length, who sits in the seat guided and orders. The High School Virgin is a cocktail made from three kinds of fruit juice, and her is a mixture of orange juice and milk.
to suit the high school girl Virgin, both of which are alcohol-free.
The body-builder-like young man moved his chest muscles and replaced them with replies.
"Oh, wow, it could be better than Dean."
A high school girl looking around with a chiropractic half-panic.
I was completely overwhelmed by the music of the fast tempo bass drums and the mukimuki men in bikini pants walking around the store.
"Thank you for waiting"
A young man who puts two glasses on a silver basin and places them on a table. With a round badge with numbers on my bikini pants, I guess I can nominate one.
A brilliant flesh in reverse triangles, free of waste meat shards. His face is standing on top of his hair with a fine face.
I can't see my eyes with threads, but it's not bad as a face.
(Hmm)
Perhaps. Yes, Master Tongue thought, the young man inquired.
"How would you like Maddler service?
Tongue length that narrows your eyes like a cat and creates a grin on the edge of your mouth. The High School Virgin doesn't know what it means and is tilting her little neck.
"Sister, what is Muddler Service?
For the sake of patience, the high school girl, who calls her tongue-in-law her sister. Master Tongue laughs mischievously, do you want to try it? I hear.
"Yes, please"
The high school girl is told by her tongue master to tell the young man in yellow bikini pants on a butterfly tie.
The youth smiled with thin eyes, roughly shifting the bikini downwards, exposing the birth commercial tools to the air.
"What..., I have to!
High school girl holding her face with both hands and staring from between her fingers. The young man kept grinning, grabbed the cocktail and pushed the business tool down with his finger into the glass.
Instead of stirring the stick (muddler), whirl the steer three and a half times. Flavor slightly.
"Maddler service, done"
Before the high school girl Virgin, the young man who keeps the glass again. Master Tongue takes out the silver coin and gives it as a chip.
It must be expensive, a young man with a deeper grin. Seeing that, Master Tongue placed an additional order.
"Rock a double of whiskey, the ice is round and shredded. Besides, could you ask for Maddler service?
A fine young man with no chest hair, running nervousness on his cheeks. But as soon as I regained my smile, I replied with a large thoracic muscle.
I went back to the back.
"Sister? He seemed surprised by something?
The high school girl Virgin asks as she includes a cocktail served by a muddler in her mouth.
To see the look on his face, he seemed to like the flavor of the young man.
"To see arms in this shop, it's a quick product. You must have found it to be being tried."
He is the tongue length of a deep smile.
Without waiting long, a young man appeared.
"Whiskey double locks, with muddler service. Thank you for waiting."
And put your own fat muddler in the glass.
"Aww!"
It would be due to the coolness and high alcohol content. For a moment, but one of the faces distorts.
And circling around the center round ice, three and a half turns.
Just one large piece of ice in the glass deals damage to the gobbles and muddlers.
"... I can do it"
Bikini pants young man bending a single eyebrow and offering a glass with rough breath.
"Thank you, you're quite good"
Tongue length hovering and winking the received glass at the height of his eyes. Understanding that he received a passing score, the young man gives a relieved look.
Receiving even more expensive chips than earlier, the youth went back.
"What will you do? I don't think it's a bad idea to be the first person to do that."
If you nominate, you'll be in a separate room, and you'll get a full Maddler service, right? and Master Tongue asks.
The high school girl drinks a cocktail while nagging with a blushing face. And I said something with a blur.
"What?"
I can't hear it in the music in the store, and the tongue-leader listens. And I understood.
"It's too muscular, don't you mind?"
To hear the story, he prefers a skinny good man. As I listened in detail, I noticed that there was apparently a specific image.
(This, you have someone you like. I don't know if you're aware of it.)
Instead, the sickle is hung a few times, and the tongue length is lightly nursed.
But the High School Virgin doesn't think she's been spotted. He has his hands on his cheeks and twists himself around like he's in trouble.
The expression of one tongue-leader was full of amazement and bitterness.
(I can't believe it's that girl!
That goes to the monastery, boy of the same age. Master Tongue is also well aware.
Because I recommended you to "The Virgin's Alumni," because you are like no other tongue leader.
(That's not good, I'm confused)
Bite your lips with bitter thoughts.
Growing up well, intelligent, serious, and quiet. That's why he chose to be one of the surrounding candidates.
But the boy, I guess, had somewhere to think of himself. At the same time, he made his debut at the Abbey High School.
"Why am I here?
The whining solitaire is always questionable. And ring the four-string lute I brought in.
The boy first got Lute three days before he went to school. Only three codes I remember.
Master Tongue knows that. From her being an adult, it's a sight she's not very, but she can't watch.
But in the same age, they received it, saying yellow screams go up in the classroom.
"Five years from now, it'll be a hard time looking back."
I also advised the boy to just take a sigh and shake his head left or right. And one of the three codes he knows, "The Code of Sorrow," rings with a lute.
"I don't know why you're saying that."
That's what I answered.
I can't believe this is happening.
Dear Tongue Length, aware of one end of the responsibility and sweating cold into your heart.
(We'll have to let the Virgin experience the real thing and feed her eyes)
Glad to note during your stay in the kingdom, so exhale.
A little east of the pleasure district, east of Wangdu Central Square.
I was enjoying my afternoon tea in the Guild Leader's Office of the Merchant Guild built there.
The topic is, of course, yesterday's disrespectful lecture.
"It was dangerous. Without you, Tauro, I would have lost."
Smiling and saying so was the little old man, the guild leader. Hearing that word, Santa Claus sitting face to face hides no surprise.
The battle of the old lady opponent is the guild leader's best area. I didn't even imagine taking the delay there.
"Don't be afraid of the legend Legend of the East."
A Santa Claus deputy guild leader who roars with a white jaw. Next, move your gaze to me.
You want to hear about the other one on the rude organizer's side, Master Tongue.
I put the teacup on the table and say what I think.
"Is it because you were sealed in the mouth, you didn't feel so scared? I alternately blamed him from front to back, and he fell off easily."
Hmm, and a deputy guild leader nodding in relief.
"Now if you had grown rapidly to tongue length, you would have had to review the ratings of the Eastern countries."
When I finish, I take my hand off my jaw, and by the way, I hit the guild leader with my doubts.
"Did something good happen? You seem to be in a good mood in the morning."
With Nico's face, the guild leader nods and returns the words.
"Tauro, I saw the taste of Knoppo's lady. That's not a bad idea."
Happily, while sitting in an oversized chair, he moves his feet patterned around the universe.
"I grew up. Keep up the good work and go for Old Woman Hunter."
In contrast to Grandpa Goblin with a smile, Santa Claus is an expression that sees incredible things.
I cough one up and open my mouth to solve the misunderstanding.
"That was just a tribute to the legendary Legends, experience and drilling. I never liked super mature systems."
But the guild leader just shakes his head vertically in a good mood.
"I get it. That's what people say at first."
Never know.
Santa Claus shrugs her shoulders with a complex expression.
"Well, then there's nothing to say from me. Tauro, I just wish you much luck in your future."
It's not a neat way to put it, but I'll be thanking you for once.
That's where it sounded like a knock. When the deputy guild chief gave permission, the strong chief came into the room.
"The Bishop of the Eastern Country wants to talk to the Merchant Guild."
He looks nervous, an old man on the strong side reporting. It must be a habit, Santa Claus opens his mouth with his hands on a white beard.
"What is consultation?
The strong old man shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head to the left and right looking sorry.
"That's what I've been talking about since I met you. That's why we want you to hurry to the hotel."
Exchange eye contact, two top merchant guilds. The deputy guild chief nodded one and gazed at the chief.
"Then it's quick and bad, but I was wondering if you could go"
Make a surprise look, strong old man. I thought the guild chief or deputy guild chief would respond, a call from your neighbor.
"Am I?
Point to yourself and unconsciously confirm with a thin open mouth. The guild leader nods when he sees it.
"I've been through everything. I'm coming."
Following the deputy guild chief, an old man on the strong side, who was also told by the guild chief. I come prepared for the look on my face.
"Okay! Then crushed, we will try our best."
The chief leaves the room with the wind cut off on his shoulders while receiving the word of the guild chief on his back that he is at ease.
Seeing that, I drank the rest of the tea, too.
"Well, it's time for me, too"
Seeing as a rendezvous when you're free, take a seat. To the invitation of the guild leader to the "Three Generations Bowl," he pierced an inaudible gesture.
Guild chief's office after Tauro left. Santa Claus' deputy guild chief leaks words as he looks out at the closed door.
"Tauro, you and the chief might be a good combination."
One eyebrow raised wide, the guild length glares for a moment and answers.
"I thought so, too. Not a bad combination to entrust a future Merchant Alliance."
But soon he shrugs his shoulders and reaches for the teacup on the table.
"Well, not yet. I don't know how it's going to change in the future."
Santa Claus hammers as she looks at the guild length who makes the noise and makes the tea.
We're not retiring yet, either.
They were two old men laughing aloud at each other.