Kuishinbo Elf

Then, about fifteen minutes to wait. Finally, we were allowed to enter the store. It is correct to bring an umbrella because there is no forgiveness for a day to illuminate.

Don't tell the Healer Association that you were treating people suffering from solar radiation on the way.

"Fuki-kun, it feels good."

"You have cooling. It's a little chilly."

Filled with sweet aromas, the store is a fancy space, united by white and pink, and adorably decorated there. The decorations were aimed at girls' receptions, and the young girls and others looked at the store with their eyes shining.

Regardless, it's not very comfortable for me to have a man's soul. But for the custard pudding, why not endure this test?

I watched the pudding displayed in the merchandise case, even as the brain footage burst with a lot of blood.

"Whoa, as Fok said, you have a crazy kind of pudding"

"Yes, there are too many kinds of people to look at."

"Don't you dare, buy it all"

"Then other customers will be in trouble."

There was a voice embarrassing my evil ideas. It is the voice of a man, albeit in soft language.

I raise my face to a voice pouring down from the top. There was a successful man dressed in a lovely cock coat.

With pruned black hair and a man's face, he is the manager of this store, Calzect Growzak. Whatever you think, you don't look like a sweet cook. One way or the other, she's a dirt lady.

"Hey, Store Manager. It's been a long time."

"Long time no see, have you grown a little?

He speaks in a feminine tone, but never an okama. My hobby is also martial arts, and it is in the store that I wear a cute cock coat, but other than that, I live my life with a masculine figure of jeans on a white shirt.

I'm not sure why he got into this tone, although I hear it was caused by four sloppy sisters.

When he tries to hear more, he shows a bitter laugh and tells the story away. There must be a black history to talk about.

I instinctively assumed that I couldn't and shouldn't step in there, and I could live long.

"By the way... which pudding would you like today?

"Fukiyun, a lost quote, custard pudding"

"Ugh, most customers say so."

Apparently, the vast majority of them follow the same end as me. What a causal pudding specialty.

I smile, feeling just a little bit threatened, scared, and sweet lovingly. I was caught by it and the manager gave me a manly smile.

After the store, we buy plenty of custard pudding and go for the Etil family.

Actually, the Elty family faces, this custard pudding has no eyes. The maids, too, get as big as the attacking characters who do what they shouldn't do in front of this pudding.

For some reason, when I go home, I usually buy this as a souvenir and go home.

From the Central District to the North District, where my parents live, it's not that far away, and I arrive before sundown. An old maid who was just cleaning the front door spotted him and sent him through the house.

"Sir, Eltina, you're a lady..."

"Well done, Ertina."

And it's this daddy. He traveled fast underneath me before the maid announced my arrival, winding up the maid's long skirt violently.

I see... a black T-back? I'm attacking you.

The maid, whose face turned bright red, shyly walked away with a gratuity of peculiarity.

And on the cheek of Yash Papan, about a bright red mommige occurring. But I deserve it.

"Oh, welcome back, Ertina"

"I'm home, Deanna Maman."

And Deannamaman, who comes relaxing to the front door to signal the sound of a flat-handed blow, bursts into Yashpapan's cheek and laughs at Momiji.

He holds me up in an attempt to heal such a broken heart. And I felt cold.

This structure is one of the nightmare killings [Deadly Chiclish Ohigueno].

Let me explain, [Deadly Chiclish O'Higueno] is a brutal special attack that inflicts heavy damage to young children's cheeks that is difficult to friction with a short beard left to shave.

The child who receives this definitely leaves a trauma first. Like me.

"Ertina, heal the heartbreak of Papan"

Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle, jiggle...

"Fuki-yu! Fuki-kun! Fuki-kun! Fuki-kun!

Fatal damage ravages the cheeks. I was powerless against this attack, just forced to endure it. Of all the torture, is he fulfilling who can stand this guy?

The desperate pain that made me think so promptly led me to a white eye cramped state.

"Yes, that's it"

"Abuhi!?"

Deannamaman, who admitted I was dying, reached out to me for salvation. Yashpapan is dying instead. What am I supposed to do, this situation?

"Were you okay? That man's mustache is a murder weapon."

"It hurt."

and I fill Deanna Maman's busty chest with cheeks that would be bright red. Oh, good, good.

An act that a man would not be able to do is also possible for a young girl. As I keep my head in Po Bing Po's chest, I feel safe hearing her heart beat.

I indulged in the warmth of my mother, thinking it would surely come from instinct.

"How did this happen?

And we're going to have a big pinch. I was a bit of a loose end. This is what Deanna Maman was after for tolerating my sweetness.

"Oh, well, you look too good and scared wow"

"Ma'am, how about this one?

"Nice work, you kept it for me."

Fear, dressing doll sentences! Can a rare beast survive?

Answer, I'm dead ~.

"Tell me... how many more clothes should I get dressed? Senior Peach won't answer me."

I actually asked Senior Peach, and he really pissed me off for it. Somebody help me!

"Ugh, I won't let the boulders wear them all. The sun will go down."

"Ho."

"So I'll have them all worn in a few days"

That was equally true of the de facto death sentence. Besides, I can end up with a poor lamb shaking with a pull. There was no mercy.

I can stop wearing a white lolita-inspired dress. Green decoration was the point, and the design was quite toned.

"Oh, isn't that okay?

"Well, the long hair on Ertina's platinum blonde looks good."

I can swirl by Deanna Maman. A skirt floats with lots of flutter and frills.

"Yeah, that's good. She's cute, Ertina."

"Fukiyun"

That's what she told me, and when I looked into the big one mirror, there was a mysterious beautiful girl!

Too bad it was a rare beast ~.

And jokes aside, unexpectedly. If I shut my mouth like a shellfish, forbid any action, and give a gentle expression as if enlightened, ten thousand will believe that I am an aristocratic lady.

But when any of this is broken, it turns into a rare beast dressed in a cigarette. This means that no matter how you scratch your feet, you cannot be a noble lady.

As I looked at me in the mirror and exposed my face, some noisy footsteps approached me. And the door opens by chance.

"Whoa! You made it!

"Brother, let's knock before we go in. It's a manners violation."

It is my eldest brother, Riot, and my second brother, Lucas. What the hell are you panicking about? Riot's arm holds a paper bag with something in it. I only have a bad feeling about this timing.

"What's up, Riot? Doesn't seem like it."

"Father, we have finally completed the example"

I said, "What?

The completion of the array, the face of the Etil family, except me, sparkled Guppeen's eyes in the words.

I feel like I'm in danger, trying to escape to freedom... but no! The door is sealed by Brother Lucas! Deannamaman at the window! Behind me is Yash Daddy Pan! Whatever you scratch, despair! No mercy!

"Ha-ha-ha, look at this, Ertina"

"Fuki-yun! Oh, is that...!?"

What Brother Riot took out of a paper bag with lavish decorations was a stunning dress scattered with lavish decorations of black and gold on the red ground. In other words, die on me.

"Oh, you've got more than you can imagine."

"Yeah, because [Goslo Rita], the dressmaker, was also in the mood to produce it."

"Looks like Ertina's photo played a role"

Brother Lucas takes out his soothingly proud photographic machine. His photographic skill was considerable and his hobby was to show beautiful landscapes and figures.

And hidden photography is also masterful. When did you take that picture of me?

That's why I can change into a red dress. Somehow, I feel forgiven for naming [crimson lightning], and I want to run around the room endlessly.

Don't mistake me for [Red Comet] Yikes!

"This is more than I imagined."

"I can see Ertina's white skin. Red would be nice."

"Lucas, look at this immediately."

I'll take care of it, brother.

And my brother Lucas scratches out. What a joke, a jumping black shadow. He is moving around beyond the limits of his abilities. Let's be silly.

I am a pathetic rare beast who leaves behind numerous remnants and is flirted with and twirled by my fast traveling brother Lucas.

This enigmatic shooting party has finally entered a dangerous realm. It went on until Deannamaman's intervention, which he decided was dangerous. Huh.

Having been entertained by the harsh communication with my family, I went back to my own room at the Healers Association and started training. I am terrible at strengthening my flesh.

"Plump cum...... eat enough rice and you're full of energy. Yukzo."

Start by building muscles in your arms with an arms up and down. I can afford one or two, the problem lies ahead.

White Elves is a fucking Zakona Mekji whose physical abilities are anyway. muscle enhancement plan to overcome it. That is, the "Super Ertina Project".

At the dawn of this plan, all evil will perish with one fingertip.

What, you're the worst evil? Ha, joke.

"Fuki-yun! Which way! No!

"Nah."

An evil beast jumped on my back as I gently ambushed myself. His name is [Monja]. Vicious and extreme walking through this room with our faces.

"... fuki-yun"

For what it may be, I had to refrain from standing up by the hand of this evil creature. I would strongly appeal that it was never possible to do the next.

"Well, I can't do that anymore if I get in the way of training."

"Nha ~"

The warmth of what I feel on my back. Shit, you just got round and hung up on me. That's sweet.

"Plump."

"Nah."

Roll the crap out of me and get my monk off my back. Then it moves straight to the abs. This workout will break my abs into a buck. Yukzo.

But once again, evil creatures intervene in training. It is a ferocious wacko [tong pai] that roughs up this area.

He put his jaw on my abdomen and interfered with his workouts. This makes it hard to get abs! Again, I couldn't muscle! Jizasu!

"It's gonna break...... the plan"

"Ooh."

Even if there is interference like this, training is irresistible. I can't help it, so I'm done eating Dr. Peach today.

"Come on, Dr. Peach!

A light gathers in my little hand, and a round ass appears. It's Dr. Peach's fruit.

"Here you go."

It is strange because the shaky and creepy sound stimulates the appetite, and this only satisfies the stomach, even if it is full.

Teacher Peach, who could eat well, eventually disappeared leaving one seed behind. I offer my gratitude for clapping my hands, and not lying and lying.

species in its hands, but only today it has taken a strange interest. I used to softly deliver it to the trash can, but I wondered if it would be some kind of hunch or if I wanted to bury it in the dirt.

"I can't help but wonder. Then why don't we bury it?"

I jumped out of the room single-handedly with Dr. Peach's seeds. The way to go is the empty space behind it. In underwear, but, well, that would be nice. Being a young girl, I must be forgiven.

Under the moonlight, a multitude of chickens, and sometimes I can take the butcher rabbi. My identity is the rare beast Ertina.

The vacant land, where the mystical glow was poured, had a cold silence, unlike during the day. The bugs chorus as if to ease it.

Weeds thriving on empty land could have been a good place to live for them.

"Fuki-kun, was the sunny place, was it definitely here?

I stare and dig holes. It was a tired shovel rolling in the open space, and I dug the ground properly, but when I thought about it carefully, I realized the fact that I should have dug holes with everyday magic, which was a little dented. But I'm fine.

"Is this what this is all about? And then you'll be surrounded by stone so you don't know."

You won't have to worry about being trampled if you put up a sign. This should be done first and foremost in order to do so at a later date. It's about giving the seed water.

Therefore, just store the water and sprinkle it for you!

However, he was already a retired old soldier and so vulnerable that he needed diapers. I mean, there's a hole in the bottom.

I just didn't realize that, the healer association aisle got flooded.

But now sprinkling water on the seeds is a priority! Fluffy cum! Salad bar!

"Here, have some."

So successfully water Dr. Peach's seeds.

Sang, before the sprouts grew from Teacher Peach's seeds, I had a takobu growing on my head. It is a punishment that flooded the corridor.

"Not at all... I wonder what you've done"

"I buried Dr. Peach's seeds. When it sprouts and grows, Dr. Peach can eat it every year."

Mr. Thrust rushes me to clean up if I'm done with business. Strongly insist, however, that we have not finished what is most important.

He gave me permission so that I could get it done quickly, though frightened. We did it.

"Uh, here it is for sure... there it is!

It was a borough umbrella that completed its mission. When I opened it, it was dotted with holes so brilliant that I wanted to praise it, and from that hole the moon was hello. Good evening, huh?

Then stand in front of Dr. Peach's seed new home and perform the legendary ritual.

"Mm-hmm! Ha! Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

No, it's not. Now, a giant robot descends.

Fukiyun, and regained his mind, and now it is up to him to perform the ritual of the righteous.

"Mm-hmm... bah!

In the mood, raise the borough umbrella heavenly high. Yes, this is an example of a fairy, a spirit, a rare beast, a rounded creature that grows plants.

"Mm-hmm. Buh!

Fished by me, dude, and the wolves joined the ritual. Butcherabi decides to skip peace of mind and trust. Chirali, and stared at Mr. Thrust, but Guirari, and his sharp glance, so he dodged this with the escape technique of a small citizen avoiding the mess. I didn't take care of it.

And I scream voiceless at the fatigue that accumulates in my arms, the lactic acid that ravages my muscles.

Who is it? Ugh! Who said we'd do this ritual?!? I'll fix it!

It's pointless because I'm the killer, even as I try to escape reality, to create a transfer of responsibility.

"Mmm... Bubba!

Run the last umbrella up in a yake-fucking-mood. A little, the ringing was different, but it would be an error.

Thus, having successfully completed the ritual, I was taken by Mr. Thrust to wipe the floors that had been submerged. and cheeks.