Hear the rags and the wheels spin, and watch the grass grow in the cracks of the laid stone. Forest entrances stretching on both sides of the street, thin roots stretching from shallow green ground. The carriage Ish manipulates goes, avoiding it well.
I heard it was an abandoned path, but in much better condition than I imagined. There is a high sky between the growing trees, and the warmth of the sun scatters tension for better or worse.
Due to the reduced count items Ish possesses, he won't see too many monsters in the field, and even if he bumps into them, someone will act as his previous escort and scatter them lightly.
You exaggerate thrilling the lonely road to the end of the phrase, "It's peace." and the first night I went on. The parties of Ish and the Valiant, who began to prepare the camp and dinner, were scattered around the carriage shaking their respective roles.
The brave man who took Mr. Rice and went into the woods by the street to collect the branches. Drop it off modestly, and I'll just pour the ingredients too. Relying on the lights on the light of the light sphere (Photo Sphere) that Mr. Reps lit for me, I will thoroughly prepare a different world edition of Sukiyaki Tane that Ish wants to eat for the first time in a long time.
Well, I said a different world edition, because I'm just saying that meat changes to cow-like monster stuff and other vegetable utensils change to something similar to that one again.
What do you do with soy sauce, huh?
Hi. I will answer.
Soy sauce originally found an initial development here, making improvements to your taste, while creating a good product (').
Yeah, the capital comes from Ish's earnings. I just lent you a little wisdom, it feels like. And of course, soy sauce made is handled by his chamber of commerce. While Ish walked by while doing business, she said soy sauce seasonings are twitchy and popular. Actually, I was a Yunomachi O-SUSHI-YA who stopped by before and was a lot touched when I saw the brand (logo) of Ish's trading company.
Well, not to mention that.
I was just making hot water to boil the White Falls seaweed over the incineration I made earlier by collecting a little of the branches around it. A green-haired boy who approached me subtly whispered in a strange voice next to me staring at the pot.
"You know what? Are you really just a childhood friend?
Though I fell in love for just a moment with that overly abrupt and imitative topic.
"... er. Yes?"
and managed to return it, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You were holding each other even though it was just a reunion. How familiar are you, kissing your ears isn't weird?
That's what I proclaimed.
"I don't know about you in front of a guy I like."
To the line that kept popping up, I said again, "Yes? Though I thought."
—— What is it? Solol, are you worried about my love path or something?
If I realize the possibility, my cheeks will loosen somehow.
—— Oh, no, hey. Aren't you kind of happy about that ((* '~ *)) ♪
When I do my gaze at Sorol while niggling.
"... what nigga are you following? Disgusting."
Returns a line that sounds like a gutter.
"Heh heh heh. Well, fine. Disgusting, the offensive line will flush with a smile. So, here's the thing."
So for once, after looking around and making sure there's no one nearby.
Nearing nuzzly, I teach the boy's ear to sneak up on something called reality.
"A kiss in the ear will certainly be included in a mere greeting in some region. There is also a region of Chew that says hello, so it is nothing to that extent. What's more, that's the one called Performance. I don't think Ish is as effective as he thinks, either, but, well, the genre is something an experienced merchant who runs somewhat differently. You're the one who rode it."
"... was it on purpose?
"Blah, blah, blah. That's what happens."
"I thought you were the one who couldn't."
I shrugged in a tired voice. Did he have somewhere to think, with his frigid eyes pointed at this way, he exhales one sigh.
I told Mr. Solol that, oops, in light shape.
"I'm still a girl."
Make him laugh and give it back.
I can't be ashamed of the final invitation, but, well, there's nothing I can't do with this much artistry. Besides, he's the most trusted childhood friend in a way who bought me a performance partner and came out. There's nothing to worry about as far as this one is concerned, that's how much I feel.
"Oh, already! I lost something worrying about him!
"Thank you for that"
Oh, my God, she's so cute. By now I pour White Falls seaweed into boiled water all at once, favouring the beginner green-haired boy. He said he was stirring in the pan until it was boiled white.
"... but come on. How familiar are you... so thorough? I can't think of anything for you."
Yes, he shrugged.
—— This kid drags the topic unexpectedly. Did the reunion scene between me and Ish look like such an unexpected event?
When I interpret it appropriately, I take the White Falls gourd to the monkey and say with a mix of laughter from.
"Haha. Ish is a little restrained, so I'm just saying I won't get out of hand or anything. Because we're already in a clean and noble relationship. Oh, I'm going to hurt later trying to get Ish on about that area. Please be careful."
Next to Mr. Reps, who is finishing the fire and carelessly vigilant around, he asks the guy who is chatting with people's favorite faces and gives advice to Sorol. At some point, Shush, who had been nearby, accidentally joins the conversation.
"... it is. Actually, I misunderstood, too. Because the last laugh was intense."
To the zero content, for a moment, I said, "Hmm?" but. Let him work only at hand and encourage him to go ahead.
One word of Shrew, who has joined the war with discouragement in that way, lifted Mr Sorol again in a convergence mood.
"Right! The last time the merchant saw Chris, he laughed. I thought it was a provocation."
My face, finally comprehended by a whispering but well-intentioned boy, would have carved a subtle expression.
I already said inside, "Whoa, whoa. Mr. Ishrka. Were you such a skinny worker in a place I hadn't seen... ('△)".
I look at the sky with more fright than lighting at what happened at that event that I was informed about by now.
Somehow, somehow, the small worker failed.
I thought so lightly and shook my head as I sifted.
"Even so, it's all acting, acting. As persistent as it sounds, Ish and I have never held each other's air."
I gave it back with weak momentum, but the two of us are still asking for this sign with a face that I'm not convinced of.
—— Ooh, it's Ish. Probably... no, for sure. Even if the children around you could fool them, the adults would have noticed. If you want to say more, like, "brave man," what is this guy? That's what I thought. That's how early our relationship was. Luckily, I was allowed to call my name because it's such a shallow relationship that I haven't been able to do it.
Wow... so awkward.
If you suck, you're a little negative, what a range...!!
I'll back you up, say something like that, I'm actually waiting for an end to be struck soon, like?? It's time to quit because you're reckless about brave work or something to marry someone, right? That's a “unwanted kindness” thing if you've tried it on me, but you're running it silently with a passion for childhood friends or something??...... ha. Something like that, it's possible. Because it's that ish... A little bit, maybe you know someone like the fate of a brave man or something...?
--Shit. That's why people with cheesy special skills.
Half, keh, yah, yah, next time try to dents.
Have you pitied how I am when my attitude changes?
"It's okay, I had a good hit..."
And?
"Oh, yeah! Chris, there's something wrong with you!
And although the two young people have been following me in a desperate way.
From professionals who have been pouring hot gaze for three years.
—— I didn't see any change in the brave one day today, though?
This is the end of the line.
So at the end of the day, I turn a loving grin to the two boys and girls who recruit more and desperately at all times.
"Shall we prepare the meal?"
I whispered so gently.