Isekai Ryouridou

(Ai-Fa -)

Its long golden brown hair drifts loosely down to the waist area.

From above, there is a glowing veil on that jade insect color, all over my long hair, with small flowers and nuts fastened.

The neck, arms, and toes are also wrapped around nuts and metalworking ornaments.

From the waist, a slightly purple thin object flutters.

It's a banquet costume, just like the rest of the women.

It's a banquet costume, just like the rest of the women.

Ai-Fa was prettier and more beautiful than anyone else.

At least, that's what it looks like to me.

And what was different from the rest of the ladies was that not only a small knife, but even a large knife, was lowered on its tight hips, and that many heads of fangs and horns were wearing a necklace - with a harsh look on its beautiful surface as a brave hunter.

"Ai-fa... isn't that a hiccup...?

Hand control your brother with the knife out, and Diga-Sung turns back to you.

"What, dressed like a bunch of women... you finally got a son-in-law too...?

Diga-Sung's starchy eyes lit with an unpleasant light, and his loose face began to have a nasty inferior laugh.

Well, I saw a face that seemed like a tongue nod even now - I felt so angry that I was in danger that I was about to jump without thinking about it later.

Don't look at Ai-Fa with your staring eyes like that muddy water!

This man not only defiled my work - he's going to defile even my precious people?

But Ai-Fa, with such a vague gaze on him, was, unlike me, cold-blooded himself.

"Hmm. Being an unmarried woman but not wearing a banquet costume is regarded as an act that softens the feast, and only weaves such thin objects without it. Didn't you know I didn't need a son-in-law two years ago at the bottom of a cold river, the eldest brother of the Sung family?"

"You…"

"Fine, put the knife away! Step into an uninvited feast place, confuse people and try to harm their families. That's what the Chiefs do! If you are a chieftaincy, show our people by the woods the code!

Diga-Sung and Dodd-Sung are flirting with Ai-Fa as they burn each passion in both eyes.

Instead, his youngest brother, like a meat balloon, who was drifting his gaze in an unattended direction, suddenly gave a strange voice, "Hey......" without any context.

"I don't know, it smells so good... Brother Diga, Mida must be hungry...?

The voice was kind of thin and tall like a young child.

I think my voice gets thicker when my body gets bigger. Are you overweight and your organs oppressed?

He is my brother as if he were a symbol of the decadence of the Sung family.

"Ugh! Shut up, you coward!

My angry brother drinks me all the time, and I shut up dissatisfied.

I thought I'd throw a stone at you.

"If you insist that you are only here to celebrate the wedding, put that knife away first and clean up this giva somewhere. On top of that, if Rutim's parents will forgive me, I'll give you a feast dish too."

"Who forgives. Huh!" - It was not the Sung family men who responded accordingly.

Something like a killer chunk approaching from behind me.

Looking back, there he was - Dan-Rutim and Donda-Rou.

Dan-Rutim had a thick blood vessel running through his bald head with a large spare rib caught in his hand.

Donda-Lou was laughing with a beastly face as he hung an earthen bottle of fruit liquor in his hand.

Those eyes, both burning like fire.

The two parents were fiercer and crazier than anyone else on the spot.

"These kids... how dare you defile my son's wedding. Ah!

Donda-Lou hasn't yet. This was the first time this Rutim's father had ever seen him so angry.

The slight eyes are all ripped open, the thick eyebrows suspended and the loose cheekmeat swaying plumpingly.

Her bumped lips turned and her white sturdy teeth peeled out, and her thick blood vessels pulsed on her temples as well.

Compared to this, the anger that was once directed at me, etc. - which anger might have been pissing on the puppy.

Really, it's the face of anger when it comes to the Great Demon.

If you put your gaze back to the front, I wonder if it's possible to stay sane with this kind of passion.

Diga-Sung was pale and limping.

Dodd-Sung was covering his knife with trembling fingertips.

And Mida-Sung stood - pompous, like he understood nothing.

"Who will make a bunch of bastards like you celebrate the wedding! Who would let a bunch of bastards like you eat such delicious dishes?

With a growl, Dan-Rutim took a bite of the spare rib of his hand and slammed the remaining white bone onto the ground at his feet.

Donda-Lou, too, moves forward a long time.

"The Sung family's hungry ghosts... will our opponents hang out in the middle of nowhere like you! If you want to sell a fight to Lou and Rutim, bring the chief and all the men!

It is like a lightning strike, a growl.

Diga-Sung sounded faint, giving a "hiya" or something thin.

"Can you eat this old giva meat! Can you get your blessings or something?

And, Dan-Rutim goes into his big crotch and grabs Gibba's fur with his head stuck in Kamado, with both hands.

Then a sight too hard to believe emerged.

How dare Dan-Rutim lift the Giva giant, which is likely to be as close as 100 kilometers with those two arms alone, overhead.

Though that certainly probably weighs about as much as Dan-Rutim does. That was an uninterrupted force.

"Wow, wow," Diga-Sung backs off.

Dodd-Sung is also a complete escape.

Even Mida-Sung said, "Wow."

"Get lost!," Dan-Rutim threw the Giva giant.

"Wow!" and Diga-Sung and the others flee.

Poor Gibba's body rolled around the entrance to the square as she bounced big two or three times and broke the wood spear stabbed on its back into beckons.

The men's figure melts beyond the darkness.

"You idiots!" Dan-Rutim's voice was overshadowed by a freaking cheer.

The families exploded their voices of joy.

It was an explosion of cheer like how abominable they were to the Sung family - and how many thoughts they usually twisted that passion with, proving it.

"Dan-Rutim - I'm sorry, I got ahead of myself."

I peeled the towel that was wrapped around my head and bowed my head to Dan-Rutim.

Occasionally, the shape of the angry Great Demon Goddess breaks my grin in a fuzzy way.

"What are you talking about! I can't breathe much of my anger, I just couldn't move for a while! In the meantime, you spoke for me, so I could finally regain my sanity!

You. - Fuck you?

If you noticed, Ai-Fa stood next to me.

With the usual, quiet look.

In a completely different outfit than usual.

"Those hungry ghosts will just have come to put tea on the feast with drunken momentum anyway. If you moved with the lives of your parents, you'd bring the men from the division."

And, while still leaving a fiery fire in his eyes, Donda-Lou puts on fruit liquor.

"Hey! Give him that old giva back in the woods! The hungry bastards will decide that there was no Mundt."

Several men nod and rush over to the unfortunate Giva.

Seeing that, Dan-Rutim lowered his brow butt in pity.

"Ahhh. I did something bad to that giva. Hey! If I'm born again to Gibba, I'll eat you delicious this time!

I unwittingly blow out, and Dan-Rutim turns around.

"Asta! When I'm hungry, I'm hungry! You haven't had your next dish yet?

And I almost got my shoulder grabbed with those meaty hands, and I even fly backwards unexpectedly.

"Hands! Wash your hands! I grabbed Giva's fur! Never eat meat with that hand, do you?

"Ah, the meat is gone. Asta, no more splash meat?

and is Dan-Rutim, who makes his bumpy lips snap.

Please don't, look like that baby.

"If it stays, I'll cook it for an extra minute. So wash your hands and wait. - Well, I have work to do."

"Oh! I asked you, Asta!

I saw Eye-Fa all the time.

Ai-Fa nods and turns his back, "Which end as broken".

After staring at her long golden brown hair and her graceful back wrapped in a translucent vale for a few moments - I ran between my legs.

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Well, time flies too much.

Finally, it's a climax.

The bride and groom, who had been watching the feast on Yakura for a long time, are taken by Rutim's elders and Min's elders and come down to the ground.

I was led to the front of Yakura.

There, Ziba-Lou, whose hand was taken by Vina-Lou, awaits.

The two knelt before Ziba-Lou, and the groom drooped his head so that he could grab his right shoulder and the bride his left shoulder.

Ziba-Lou removed the two grass crowns with trembling fingertips, and with which smoke the vanilla was cooked, broiled it.

Thus, the grass crown worn by the bride shall be placed on the bride's head, and the grass crown worn by the bride shall be placed on the bride's head.

Eventually, before the two slowly rising up, Ziba-Lou dedicated the fangs and horns removed from his neckline, one at a time.

"Blessings...... Tonight Ama-Min of the Min family became the daughter-in-law of Gazran-Rutim of the Rutim family and was given the name Ama-Min-Rutim. Min and Rutim have deepened their bonds, bringing so much power and prosperity to the woods..."

"Gazran-Rutim gave Ama Min-Rutim to the woods"

"Ama Min-Rutim gave Gazran-Rutim to the woods"

Several cheers exploded.

And it was with that cheer that the women of the division of Lou brought the iron pot to the cooked side of the herb.

One hamburger already just waiting for the finish and one steak of preserved fillet meat is placed inside it.

The ladies add firewood at best and make it spray up a silly flame, too: a strong fire.

And the women took Ziba-Lou's hand, and withdrew.

Instead, Vina-Lou moves forward.

Apparently, it is stipulated that the oldest unmarried women in the parent's family, will dedicate their first meat obtained by renaming it to the bride.

Vina-Lou grabbed the earthen bottle of fruit liquor that stood in front of Kama and was lowering from her waist.

Inside, I only add the required amount of fruit liquor.

Vina-Lou sprinkled the contents over a fluffy iron pan.

Really, a bright red flame only burns up for a moment and disappears quickly.

Ooh... and my family turned.

Vina-Lou pulls back and points to the iron pan with an elegant trick.

The women adjust the flames with half of the burning firewood.

And the bride and the groom went forward, and cut off the hamburger with iron skewers, which they had received from the women.

I saw that piece of meat being carried to the bride's mouth - and my job was done.