I gave him four leaves on the hill, and then I asked him what he was going to do with someone who had shut up... and I asked him chills, and if he looked in trouble. In the meantime, the blurred eyes moved, because of the atmosphere that set us straight. I was getting smaller on the spot without being able to stay.

Dear brave man, what's wrong? --- Even if I'm surprised, I see some serious color in my gaze that hits me a little up. "I don't know," I'm just more confused by the indication that something sways all the time.

—— No, nothing, I don't want to thank you or anything for this one, do I...?

The gift is the festival of the main thrust, and it works like that for the four leaves on this hill, huh? Probably, nobody knows, and if there's a world without that kind of culture, I'm the only one who tried to find it.

If you stick it in, I mean, an accident.

Fortunately, it was a lucky accident. And so on.

—— It's time for a little... that kind of serious vibe or something...

Could you please treat me...?

and.

I don't like seriousness. I get tajitasy.

—— No, the guy who was my husband in the previous world... he was a serious guy.

And. Laugh bitterly, so laugh bitterly.

Then, the brave man in front of me, he noticed me in total trouble.

Quickly, I'm sorry, keep it down.

"... the filling, one day, must"

Because it's something that puts such a tasteless response on your mouth.

Look at the incredible person still loosing something, with a stiff look on his face. Confusion is also confusing, if you are comfortable with me going around and laughing back.

"Should I please you anyway... do you think I'd be happier with that kind of" filling in "?"

and.

Okay, lift your hips and say, "If you're brave, you're strong, you're strong". As I aim for the rug that stays spread over the hill, I feel so comfortable banging my pompous arm.

Just a little climb up the slope.

—— Wow. Is this less than sexual harassment...!? Current parental density… how dare you skinship!!?

Too bad I missed my thoughts over there.

Stiff, after being told and hacked, and still shaking thoughts, I just get confused serious people flirting...

There was nothing to see until the end.

After that, Mr. Bell cleared away his personal belongings as he sat on the hill and spread them, taking up some strange feeling brave man and going down the slopes that the oranges illuminate from time to time, silently.

I just didn't have the courage to walk next door to the village square, and when I crossed the fence at the climb that had already been closed and cleaned up, then I'd be around here, with my right hand up and sayonara. I don't know if I'd be bothered to be stopped for showing hesitant moves here... Well, I don't think so... and while putting in a denial for once. Move your legs early, turn away and go back to the inn.

He was originally silent, but that atmosphere has never been weird... Will it heal if I sleep overnight? Think of the brave man.

--Oh, I need to buy some honeysuckle before I leave the village.

Yeah, I can see it. I like sweet alcohol. Just good for a souvenir of Ish.

And with that in mind.

That his consciousness was changing so rapidly at that time that it could not be compared to before...

I don't even know as much as Dew, I go my way around the nose singing---.

. . . . .

I wanted to be the daughter-in-law of the brave.

Berlina Lacotte, 18, reincarnated from different worlds.

I couldn't stand the air on the spot and gave the brave man the giant four leaves I had searched for in the wild, and I raised the "luck value” that had not been determined how to raise it...

I think I've done a hell of a lot of reflection, though.

It's a good accident, so I don't care! I thought... Fat Daughter of Heart (ko) after all? is.