Here's a little out of the way...
Zero moisture from his eyes, dripping from his nose and moisture moisturizing his mouth as much as possible, and retaining the brave man of the east in his village as he sat down, he stole with wonder a beautiful face with a thin expression no different from the previous day.
I woke up early this morning to prepare for the festival, but then the brave man, who woke up almost in the same way, asked me after the greeting, "Can I rent the garden?" If I accept, I will start swinging with one hand.
Of course, I don't have any knowledge of swordsmanship or anything, but I never thought that brave men - who are also famous for their high level - would practice beginner mesmerization. I was a little surprised there.
Or maybe such exercise is fundamental to maintaining that supple body. Pinch a little saggy tummy... Should it be time to make an effort to lose weight? And I think I've been peeking at the valiant man in the garden for a while now, still looking behind my beautiful wife.
After that, we also had a paragraph to prepare for the festival, if we had breakfast with all the parties that had been happening at some point. I want you all to wait in the square because it's a corner. Please! Be a spectacle!! I hid my heart and bowed my head. Especially since it would be a prey for outfits if it came from the daughters of a village that lived a flat routine, such as a beautiful brave man. I would love to receive the flowers given to me if you like...! And I complained.
Okay, and the eastern brave man, who nodded with a low voice (wow), rose the fireworks of the start of the festival and was first surrounded by a herd of girls running down the hill with a banquet seat set in the square.
Its expression of receiving colorful flowers remains immobile all the time, but the maidens who surrounded him do not seem to care much. What is your favorite food!? or what is your favorite color!? And from time to time, they throw inquiries and squeal careers and yellow screams at the low and quiet voices (wow) that are returned slightly after.
I want to lean my neck a little towards a man who doesn't seem happy while surrounded by all his daughters, but doesn't show any signs of frustration while surrounded by all that annoyance, how dare you hang out with that one? I feel sympathy. One beautiful shaped woman from a nearby town walked into the ring with her hands attached to the flowers, adding one person, and dropped her off in her mind.
In part, it is said by Makoshiya that only the royal nobility requests it because he is from the aristocratic class. If you look at it this close, it's not just the atmosphere of high pride, but the quiet personality goes hand in hand, and he's surprisingly approachable.
But as the same man, you can never forgive Harlem, including his wife!! and. That's where they rolled out to the hill and picked flowers, tears when they find their own wife's hindsight in that circle.
I'll make you drink more honeydew than I did yesterday! It's the birth of the drunken brave!! and maybe laugh with a bad face. My daughters, who let me hold a bottle of alcohol, poured it on me and on the glass, "Brave man, let me pour it on you next time," and the smile grew more and more black than this one... The face of the brave man remains cool, even if the sun passes directly on top, fewer daughters return from the hills, and daughters who seem to have lost the battle flash out.
Specialty nectar liquor is also there for the sweetness. Lu Li also seemed to turn around properly, and took the body of a girl who pretended to be drunk.
No, we should indulge in the female body a little more there.
When you think about it and do your gaze at the clearly rejected way of doing your hand, not the wind that holds you over. A sharp wife throws a cold glance at a place like this. And I shook my thoughtful face off, and, heck, I just happened to do my gaze! and if you whine in your heart.
Oh no - Alisa, you got drunk when you got drunk -! You better get home soon! and. The girl around her being run out leaves her daughter (this) in unanimous solidarity.
Alisa, who has the only store number in the village... she always leans shy when she goes to buy it, but if she has a man in front of her, she surprisingly leaves strong... If you sneak up on that gap, a few of them look the same. And because that everyone's face was a similar type, oh, Alisa, you're yummy! You can't even put a scratch in your sight... so you're saying! And a few of the village boys who thought the same thing were gently putting their sad tears to their own eyes.
The sons, who were lucky enough to resemble their wives, even though they were their own, each caught a beautiful daughter who would have come from the town. Damn yeah! Those guys look like them. But they have me in them!! and. With anger, I pour the liquor in gleefully.
If you look up to me in tears after you've gone into the grandeur.
When did the brave men leave their daughters behind?
—— Well, I hope that's all they drink.
And I guess I stood there.
He took the place of the cool brave man.