So, what is it?
What did you do with the crab and octopus that the ice-cold stabbed?
The octopus has to be rubbed with salt after the gut is removed.
In the meantime, you have to pull it off the beach even if you want to eat it.
Then there's the manpower, what do you think, one of the men showed up from the implant on the border between Gassa and his neighbor.
In the saluel pants with the same pattern as the clothes Grandpa Marius wore, in the presence of a bright white tank top, there is a profound sea eye, above all a shadow of Grandpa on his face.
"Uh, is that Mr. Ross?
"Oh, Jii told me you'd treat me to crab and octopus"
Dreadhair as blue as my eyes, chest plate thickness, arm thickness, etc. It's a good battle with Jayanta. Fishermen are hard work, aren't they?
Nodding at Mr. Ross's words, I point to the crab and octopus skewered with an ice column, "That's it," he said.
At the tip of my finger pointing, Mr. Ross glanced, approaching more or less two monsters.
And I look at the icicles and legs to see how things are going, and then I laugh nicely.
"Yabe, this. Frozen from the icicle stab!
"Huh? Maybe, can't you eat?
"No. He's stabbing well, so his guts aren't broken, and somehow it feels like he's staying fresh on the beach for a day or two!
"What, that futile transcendental skill..."
Not "haha" but "HAHAHA! As opposed to Mr. Ross, who laughs luxuriously at the feeling, Miss Nefertiti conveys the atmosphere of being a donkey.
Is it that weird? A little dimpled, you guessed it. Miss Nefertiti spins the awkwardness and words.
"So, because I was about to be eaten by that...! Eat that etc......!
That does scare me, and I can't help but be told that I don't understand this nerve.
But hey, the crab's an octopus, and if they told you it was a fancy ingredient, you'd still want to eat it, wouldn't you?
That didn't seem to be just me, and Leggles pounded his hand.
He said, "I wish I could kill him, right?
"Right. If you eat it and make it flesh, it means we're stronger than crabs. You're gonna kill him, aren't you?
"Oh, uh, yeah? Is that what this is all about?
On Leggles' suggestion, Miss Nefertiti, who plays on and is somewhat pushy.
Well, to tell you the crab caught her with the intention of eating her, but that crab was also fleeing the octopus for life, and we're the ones who got that octopus, and now the culmination of the food chain in this space, once and for all, becomes us.
I wonder if it would be against the morality of the food chain to kill for not eating.
When you say that in a hard way, you say, "Yes, what is it?" And Miss Nefertiti seems to be grassy shaken.
"Well, I just thought it would be a lot more if I ate something delicious separately, and if it really doesn't seem to work, I don't have to."
"Yes, no. I think it makes sense to say that you eat, digest, turn it into flesh and overcome your fears."
Seriously.
Her readiness is clear in those tight lips that are so serious.
Then there's only one thing I'll do.
"Let's all have some delicious!
"Aye," he said lightly as he poked his clenching fist up to heaven, for some reason Mr. Ross holding the crab aside.
And I said, "Huh!" In a temper, one cow lightly picked up a crab the size of which seemed likely and dropped first to help Miss Nefertiti before coming to the edge.
"Here, okay?
"Oh, yes."
The crab, dosungly lowered on the raised frame, is indeed frozen from where the ice column was stabbed.
Well, I don't know how to eat it.
Watching shivers makes some noise outside.
With that said, the screams and roars had disappeared at some point.
Maybe the emergency is over.
Then Mr. Ross flaunted his shoulder.
You're out of time.
"Huh?"
"This is a luxury inn for once. If there were locals like me, they'd be pissed. I'm selling you Imperial nobles."
"Even if it's our customer?
"Well, there's been a commotion."
I'm a little mocked by Mr. Ross, who laughs bitterly.
Side by side, a chick picked up a chick and a big one that fell and brought it to me.
Observe how you are tightly packed and not even damaged.
So I offered it to Mr. Ross.
"Not much, but please enjoy this with Grandpa Marius"
"Are you sure? Even though my nails are tightly packed and delicious."
"That's why. I said we'd have a treat, and I'm sorry."
"Hey, I just happened to want to go,"
"But Grandpa taught me a lot."
A chick and a chick approach Mr. Ross who shy away.
"Tell me about it with your grandfather?" and stared from the bottom, Mr. Ross seemed to have noticed.
Okay, I'll take it.
"Yes!"
Holding a crab claw, he grinned refreshingly and Mr. Ross was disappearing into the hedge.
There are signs of gaya and one of the many.
And, trying to jump a little, Tara came back from the front door, opposite the edge, with a circle on her back.
Later someone runs into the room with a dota.
When we all looked at the front door in surprise at the sound, an aunt, plump and sheephorned, dressed in maid clothes, jumped in.
"Dear Nefer!!
"Bye...?
Bullshit, Miss Nefertiti gets up.
Could it be a touching reunion?
I hugged Aya if I rushed over with a big strand, and Miss Nefertiti, Aya, to jump into her chest.
"Oh, are you hurt!? Where does it hurt!?
"If so, it's Baaya! Baaya is safe...!
Baaya-san whimpers as she hugs Miss Nefertiti all the time.
Miss Nefertiti, who was also held tight, snapped her nose as she turned her arm around Aya the Auntie.
And then from behind Ayasan, three Romanovs and Barbarians run into the room in a bummer.
Dr. Romanov, Mr. Camara, and Mr. Upatra are uninjured, to the extent that their hair was slightly disturbed, but Jayanta, who follows, seems a little bitter.
If you look closely, Mr. Jayanta seems to be carrying a person on his back, and you can tell he's getting there about two shoulders in a row from behind.
"Phoenix, I'd like a favor."
"What's up?
"Earlier crab raid led to heavy injuries"
I'm good at healing magic!