Kuishinbo Elf

◆ ◆ ◆ Bruton ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆

People have secrets from everyone.

Let me give you an example.

Me on such a strong side, but that I actually like cute little things.

That I'm actually a sweetheart and I like sweet enough to untie my teeth.

That knitting is actually my hobby.

Actually...... that I'm a 'reincarnator'.

The people in our class, including those who are aware, and those who are not,

Most of them are supposedly 'reincarnated'.

Ertina and Danan in particular,

I guess I've been reincarnated with quite a few memories of my previous life.

words, deeds, thoughts, and judgments are very different from those of a child.

That's me... but I actually pretty much inherit memories from my previous life.

On the contrary, it also inherits memories from previous lives.

Now I forget, but the memories before that can also come back from mundane triggers.

Sometimes it helps, but I honestly find most of my memories depressing.

I'm Bruton Gaius now.

I'd rather not have memories of my previous life.

Previous lives have been very lazy because of memories of previous lives.

Because of that, I let my brother have a hard time.

Looking at it, this life lives hard on itself.

Well, now there's talk of 'my brother'... he's actually reincarnating into this world.

He was the only one who had a characteristic habit.

What is that habit... when I get nervous, I just pick my nipples.

My brother must have been an act of trying to calm himself down.

I tried to make it stop because it was so boring, but in the end it didn't fix until I died.

Ultimately, both nipples got worse.

I thought there was rarely anyone with such a strange habit.

But I was there. To this world. The trigger was the habit.

But I wasn't sure then, so I approached the person,

I checked to see if he was my brother with insignificant words and deeds.

And I was sure.

He said it was his brother's reincarnation.

I had an impossible memory in this world.

However, he seems to have forgotten that 'Sister and Brother' was there.

Who is that person... Mafty Rabbix.

It doesn't change your personality either.

It hasn't changed the sight or the weirdness and the femininity.

The unusual part would be appearance and... gender.

Therefore, that weird habit must be resolutely fixed.

If growing up didn't cure your habits,

If someone else sees me, they'll see me as a crazy bitch.

Maybe it's not strange because the rabbit is having a year-round affair.

No... Still, it doesn't turn out to be outrageous.

We have to make it stop.

Gordon has a story to tell.

He's a childhood trainer at Mafty's.

Unlike me, I have full confidence in Gordon.

I wouldn't be trusted like I was in my previous life right now, so I just have to ask him.

I want it fixed by the time I manage to grow up.

"… thousand"

Thousands of arms ups and downs ended my workout this morning.

Simple workouts are a big hassle.

I don't need it. It evokes memories.

But this flesh is wonderful.

It's very different from the information I know about Orc in my past life.

Though I guess it's because it's a Carnte Hill exclusive Oak tribe.

Orcs are elves who have changed.

Fallen and fallen, and as a result, even the figure, the trait, became the opposite,

There should have been such things as hatred and the righteousness of destruction......

The exterior is mostly portrayed as a fat pig for the first time.

But the Orcs in this world are different.

First of all, the elves are not a fallen species.

My ancestors are pigs called 'Augapic'.

It was the white elves who were using that orgapic,

Where the white elves gave wisdom for ease of handling,

They've evolved into human shapes over the years.

The name of the species given by the White Elf, who acknowledged its evolution, is "Oak."

Therefore, the name of 'Orc' in this world is not a derogatory term.

It is a proud species name.

If you said such a thing in the sense of contempt,

It will be solemnized in the moment.

Because the orcs of this world are born warriors who value martial arts and pride.

The flesh elevates all the food it takes in to the muscles.

No luxury attaches to a man's oak.

How old you are and how many lives you have left, you will finally gain weight.

Conversely, women are fuzzy.

It's pouty, what a soft flesh it will be.

I think it's a terribly extreme species.

Wipe the sweat and stand in front of the mirror to get your hair done.

The body has also grown considerably.

At the age of eight, he is already over sixty centimeters.

It weighs like a hundred and twenty kilograms.

Impossible muscle mass in humans is making this weight happen.

"... go"

I got dressed and I left the dorm.

My job today was to help set up the ceremony.

Strength work is a specialty of oak.

They say we're destined to save this world.

Honestly, I don't care.

Only live one day at a time.

If you have enemies that stand, only crush them with these two arms.

Only stand up as a warrior if someone emerges who threatens a friend.

Brother...... No, if anyone grieves my sister, I will smash her promptly.

Nothing I do changes.

Not now, not ever.

As long as I have my life, I will be a warrior.

Yes, because I've made up my mind in this life.