BB bullets? That's pretty hard. Well, even if it does make it a toy of play, you can shoot it all at people.

"Hey, what? What's this all about?

"Oh, my love gun!

"Hey, where are you going, to the magazine! And so it flew!

"Is this a magnetic generator? Only weapons are attracted!

Ho, I've only seen a submachine gun in about a previous life movie, but it's got a lot of ammo in it. That's about it. Forty shots in a row. Right.

Besides, this is Drum Magazine. Nice, funny.

"Heh, Vert, are you plumped?

"Cosmos is gonna cry at me... and finally, if the crest eye goes wild, it's gonna be like hell."

"Heh heh heh, ma, I don't care about little ones, but do you want to hang out with the sunshine now?

Put the confiscated sub-machine gun in both hands from all over the venue, and let it float in the air for the rest of the time, automatically pulling the trigger.

When you're done shooting the BB bullet, collect it, re-pack it in the magazine and repeat.

"Come on, Red Hell Corps. Fluffy Endless Shot!"

"" "" "" Gooooooooooooooooooooo!

This is the beginning of a shootout that will last no matter how much depending on my mood.

"Damn! Hey, why, there's a gun floating around? Who the hell is he?

"Well, what's going on!

"Princess, who the hell is that! I was in a performance with Princess Ash..."

Ooh, that's a horrible move while I'm at it. Besides, if you want to do that, let the gun fly free, let the terrorist corps track you down and shoot you from behind or directly in front of you, or from true distance. If they don't get around much, the terrorists float themselves to stop and execute them.

"Kuhahahahaha! Ola, Ola, run, run! Playing with toys and getting killed by toys, though it would be a life of hope! I'm wearing a bulletproof chock, so it won't hurt that much."

This is a move that a good boy should never imitate ♪

"Ahhh, okay, Vert, should I play too?

"You guys! Using complex and strange phenomena to interrupt our revolution is!

"Hmm?"

And that's when, you know, one of the terrorist groups climbed up on the stage with a "I'm strong" tone.

Well, ignore it.

"Ha ha! You were in the Neokung-hoo Dojo!

"... it's been a while, Princess Ash"

A man who only exposed his eyes and nose by raising the glass portion of a full-faced red helmet up. Nah, I think I know someone named Ash, but ignore it.

"How could you!

"Princess Ash. I also subscribed to the idea of Red Subculture."

"Oh, I don't know! Spirituality and patience. How can you do this?

"I was born in the wrong time and the wrong world."

"What?"

"I worked out without relying on a suit or anything, you flesh! Fist! And power to technology! There's no place to try that, just training days! The game is also incarcerated so that the opponent is not injured. I want to test my powers! I wanted a place to try! As soon as the war is over, the government has also rigorously set the rules for fighting, turning it into a spectacle that is now only a play! That's what I can't forgive!

Ignore.

"This, flesh, is what makes it the biggest weapon and tool to grasp everything. Come on, you two guys over there! I don't know who it is, but let me see what happens if I slap a real fist into people!

"Wait for it!

"I can't wait! Hoachaaaaaaaa!"

Ah, pathetically. If you turned to me, I would have fainted you with gentle, fluffy moves.

He's gone that way...

"Not loud?

"Hebho, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Jarrenga stayed on the spot with the gips on her right hand, smashing every helmet in the head of a man who didn't know who he was.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I know you saved me with your helmet, but it's cracked. There's blood all over my head, too, and it looks really painful.

"What, ha, ha?

"Hit me good! Nah, why only, that guy!

"You're lying! What a power to smack every helmet! I'm not even wearing a suit!

No, no more power, no more trying by the standards of this world. No, he's different.

"..................... hey, why are you so confident when you let me test the power of my fists and I've never even hit people? Why? Tell me. Otherwise, you'll crush your arms, not just your head, right? Oh, I stepped on it."

"Piggyaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Even so, even though it's an organism close to humans, it's not bone brittle? Oh, I broke my left arm too."

"Hebby, hey, hey, hey!

Ahhh, pathetically......

"Pfft, pfft! That one, let's go! Len, stop him!

"Hmm? Cosmos, Ren, what are you... are you talking about Jabrick? What, that cute way of calling it"

"Hey, you guys, how uh-huh!

What do you mean, next?

It was rumored that there was a gathering of heads of state at this venue, but they didn't just say how cluttered and monkey the guards were, but either the Red Hell Legion that broke through the security net or came up one stage after the other.

"Damn, I said I'd be here in Occupy in a little while, but fuck off!

"What country is it from! I've never seen you dress like that!

"But it's not over like this. At least I'll get one princess and hold her hostage!

Out of the way.

"Fluffy Panic"

"" "Phew, phew, phew, phew!

"Tsukishima"

"" "Dowwwwwwwwwww!

What, these too brittle people?

"Hey, what's going on! A trick?"

"Oh, I can't believe this is happening"

"Really, who is it? You guys really don't know?

Instead, shouldn't we have done extra things like electromagnetic pulses? I don't think we can use future weapons. So, me and Jabrick...

"Hey, what's up, what the fuck, these monsters!

"Soon, the electromagnetic pulse will expire. What about other senior government officials? And the king?"

"No, nobody can be taken hostage by the mess we just had. Guys, we're ready to go!

"The executive company!

"I already know where we are. He said we're moving on to the next operation!

"Gu, muggy, nah, then!

Oops, the air changed among the Red Hell Legions, who were so pathetically cornered that they also missed the time to escape.

Somewhere, I feel the air as if I'm ready.

"Then if you're gonna get caught anyway, I'll do whatever I want! You can do it once before you die...... I'll touch your Venus 8 tits!

There he is!

"Become, you! You know what I mean? I'm not even allowed to socialize. How felonious it can be to force someone to touch a heterosexual breast! Besides, she's the princess of the eight kingdoms!

"By the time the subculture died, I was already dead! I don't want my life! Then at least one arrow pays off! Touch my tits and I'll show the world our last living!

"Oh, let's do it! Fuck the regulations!

"I also kept falling social screening because of regulations, I'm a forty year old virgin, but today is the day to climb adult stairs!

"Fight till you die! No, no, no, no, no, no!

If this is what we're going to do to the princesses of our world, we're going to be devastated by the princess's outpouring, but the subtleties in these idol princesses nowadays who can't use suits or weapons.

Eight princesses with a frizzy look stand on their bodies.

"What are we going to do?" We can't use the suit yet, either!

"I will defeat you!

"It was so mundane!

"Oh, you can never do that! I dream of marrying a prince in a bright red flying horse supercar one day!

Uh-huh, to be honest, it ends in an instant to beat all these guys down, but when I'm kind of hearing the cries of my soul, I'm getting subtly pathetic.

...... Why don't you let him touch your chest? And I didn't even think about it.

Then……

"Everybody, run!

One princess stood with her hands wide open in front of the Red Hells who had attacked her, as if she were going to be the walls of the other women.

"Bar Million, sister!

"Million sister je!

"Vermillion, don't let it happen!

Staring, tearing eyes, and what the terrorists are going to do to the Idol princesses is obvious.

Of those, the one who rushed out faster than anyone else was the silver-joo-colored hair.

Only one chunky hair and chest in a shrewd small group of idols.

Do you have a face too, sister? Young lady? Like that. A little, loose grin, fine woman.

But now that loose grin also looks trembling and pulling.

"Uh-oh! More so, Princess Vermillion! Goddess rumored to be the softest breast of all three-dimensional women in the world!

"If you bump into that chest, die and look forward to it!

"Here you go. - Whoa!

Is she going to let the others get away with it?

"Vermilion! Oh, my God!

"... it's okay. ♪ I... don't care if the country or the blood connection is different... you're everyone's sister, right?

I'm just going to be touched in the chest, but I don't know if I can get stuck in some kind of last smiling scene of a woman like Vermillion who's just sacrificing herself in some kind of war to help her people.

"Ahhhhhh... twenty in a few months... marry a lovely prince... one day you wanted to give everything..."

No, as I shudder in my heart to forgive him already about my chest, I meditate on my eyes as I have noticed, and my eyes moisten with tears, Vermillion.

Then it was then!

"The heart that the country and blood are different, that there is no difference in how you think of your family. For the first time in this world where all things are too different, there was something I could empathize with."

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I feel sorry for the Red Hell Corps.

"What?"

"So who!

"Hey, hey, what, that guy! Hey, what a body!

If it had been stained with such a ladylike world, everyone would know how unusual the man's flesh was.

It's Princess Idol, too.

"Hih, hih! Nah, what the hell is this guy!

"I'm not even wearing a power suit....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The same goes for terrorists who are suddenly bounced back by huge walls and have buttocks on them.

"It's a bucket thing............ Good thing. If you can't protect what's important enough to be a normal human force... whatever happens, you can keep protecting what's important, and I don't care."

A shiny black shirt on a giant beige sweatshirt. The super luxurious arm that stretches out of its short-sleeved arm is enough to look at it three times, even if it's different in the city.

"... woman"

"Oh, uh, ah, yes!

"Are you all right?

"What, ah, ha, yes. Oh, oh, oh, my hips, oh?

What happened, and because I was freed from tension for a moment. The recoil brought back more fear from all over my body, and I accidentally lost my hips and sat down with Petan. Bar Millions.

Then,

"I'm sorry about that. A man, in every age and in every world, if he runs wild, he does harm to a woman."

"................................................................................................................................."

"But I want you to understand that not every man is. And... as atonement for being the same man,... I don't know when a man will show up who will always protect you... at least..."

Forward forcefully, its big dependable back tells.

"At least I'll protect you today. Keep this body open."

"Huh!"

"... dude, I'm sorry I'm like a bucket of shit"

And he just laughed and nodded a little..................... hey!

"Bye, Bastista, oh, you...... you!

You, you must be too cool, but ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh, my God. That! Oh, you, if I'm gay, I'm definitely in love with you! What the hell, write it down as your kanji han and read it as otoko!

Man like a bucket of stuff ~? If they did this...... and I looked at a woman like Vermillion who was slipping his hips while shooting a machine gun in the side.

"Ah...//////////////"

Look! You're blushing, you're being zuccued!

No, I know, but more importantly, Bastista, even though I can't sort things out anymore, don't create any more extra confusion!

"My lord! Lady, ah, ah, ah, ah! It's late. Ugh!

"Musashi, if you jump out, it's dangerous!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh, no, I wondered what happened when something like" Eh Eh Eh Eh Eh Eh Eh "stopped."

"Not at all. I should have gotten off with my wings normally too."

"Oh, what, you've come all the way to the loud guys? So these garbage people are already Oshimai, huh?

And well, while we're at it, are we all finally here?

"Oh, sorry, I'm late."

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Ooh! Neat, where the hell did you sell the oil?

"Whoa, what are you doing, Vert!

"Without Temehe, I can't sort things out. Yikes!

"You, that line, if the last group heard about it, they'd be surprised what happened between me and you, so I think you should stop."

"I don't care! In the meantime, already, explain it!

"No, I just got here, so I can't!............ hmm?

Neat finally showed up, and I was unwittingly impotent because of the confusion, but Neat looked around and his gaze stopped immediately.

"Oh, oh, oh, so-so!... how big and... so hard... so warm..."

Yeah, you'll see. You're gonna harden up. I understand, Neat.

And Neat looked back at me with a weird look on his face.

"Why? I have no idea why Bastista, who just rushed a few seconds faster than us, has already attacked us instead of busting the flag. Choroin?"

The only answer to that was' masculinity '.