Kuishinbo Elf

◆ ◆ ◆ Ertina ◆ ◆ ◆

It was just in the middle of eating soba noodles for lunch that the [Telepass] contacted me from the time of rain.

This soba noodle is, of course, handmade. It is a delicacy made faithfully to the basics that after stretching the dough with the zain, carefully cut with a knife is boiled in a large pan and tightened with water.

Also, Zain helped me produce soba noodles in the best perverted situation called bare apron. I'll tell you that look was always a smile.

Zain has no choice because people change when it comes to soba. Fukiyun.

"Mmm," Telepath "came in from the time rain. Zain, you can eat first."

"Ha, well, let me sweeten your words"

He started eating without getting lost! Boulders, soba lovers were different!

I realize that I smile when I see her soaking up deliciously, even as I am stunned by such a design.

Zain has become a branch of thunder, and he can no longer get the satisfaction of being full. Still, you can enjoy the act of eating.

Whoa, we can't keep you waiting for time rain any longer. I respond to the Telepath from her.

"Hello, no! It's raining!

"What... the second-largest woman in the world?

'Oh, I didn't say a word!

Hourly Rain had too big a voice. It would be evidence of unfamiliarity with the Telepath. And I don't care about my stories. Huh.

"Fukiyun, lower the volume of your voice more, please"

With all due respect, time rain reported a small change that was happening to us.

Somehow, it seems that the faces of avatar characters are changing into their own faces in the real world.

Interesting report. If you tell Toya about this, the investigation may progress. Besides, this is your chance to thank Toya. You won't have to miss a hand.

When I finished my telepath with the time rain, I sighed. Again, I took the chopsticks to indulge in the handmade soba.

"I'll have it!

For the first time in the oversized dungeon, a pile of soba and a rubbed pure white natural potato hung over it.

Because this natural potato is too viscous, it is easy to eat by dissolving it in soapy sauce. Let's tangle this guy in soba, that's the math. I'm sure you'll be able to indulge in superb throat throats.

Start by making the soba noodles a little easier, and suck them up as much as you want. There is no gap in me taking my clothes off in advance and leaving them completely naked so that there is no damage even if the juice flies.

At first, naked was awkward, so I was naked apron. It matches Zain properly.

"Tsubo Bo Bo Bo Bo! Jiuuuuuuuuuuu!"

I don't have the soft spirit to chew a thousand soba noodles together. The soba noodles are gochuted straight to the esophagus.

Again, superb throat throat. Soba noodles wrapped around natural potatoes slip smoothly into his throat.

At that time, the refreshing aroma of soba seemed to pass through the nasal cavity, leaving a pleasant throat and leaving for the stomach. How loving isn't it?

Chopsticks stretch to the soba one after the other. There's no stopping now!

"Tsubo Bo Bo Bo Bo! Choo-choo, choo choo choo! Plump, Plump, Plump!

"Dear Mr. Oyato, the way you eat on boulders is dirty."

Zain has complained that I am indulging in soba noodles for excitement.

He sipped too hard of excitement. The flying fire was on her face.

Maybe so, her pretty face was stained white at the natural potatoes and it was a big deal.

"I don't want this, shall we pepper him?

"Oh, it's a boulder."

Okay, let's give him a break.

"The content hasn't changed."

"I'm the Pelopepper, and I'm the Branch of Darkness"

"... with a pepper"

Fluffy cum...... you fell.

In the end, Zain hoped to be defeated by my pepper attack.

It is outrageous to wipe and throw away such delicious natural potatoes. If you don't put everything in your stomach, you'll be punished.

"Okay, don't move."

"Ugh."

Su 'no - I grab Zain's face in a smoother motion. Somehow, her face is red.

No way... is that a cold? But I don't care! Anyway, it's perky!

"Come on, I'll pepper you. Wow"

"Ya, be nice to me"

"Leave it to me, I'll show you the peppery technique direct from Tong Pei."

I slowly put my face closer to Zain's. When I approached her enough to hear her exhale, didn't I hear the baton and the door open?

"Master Ertina! It shouldn't be any more!

"Fukiyun, isn't it Prince Rapetta? Why are you here again?

It was Prince Rapetta, who was supposed to be in Filimisia, who had broken into the room shaking his body with a pimple. He fingers Bishi and Zain.

"Unbeatable! I can please Lord Ertina better!

When I said that, he took off the clothes he was wearing and hugged me.

But I feel about two soft sensations on my back. Prince Rapetta's flesh was instantly transformed into a woman's.

"I am learning to please both bodies! There's no problem with women and women! Come on, come on, Master Ertina! Come to the other side of pleasure together!

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

After that, we realized that our outfit was in a terrible state. Zayn was not the only one who was painted with natural potatoes. I was also a natural potato with a drizzle.

What an unconsciousness, you can't pepper yourself, it's hard to do!

And I'm guessing Prince Rapetta made a fierce mistake about how they both looked like naked aprons.

I'm having trouble sending you that full of anticipation.

"Fukiyun, Prince Rapetta is sorely mistaken, but he wasn't trying to lily anything. I was just trying to pepper and retrieve the natural potatoes on Zain's face."

"Also joking. I understand. Zain looked like a woman."

"Ofu."

Zain, who overheard it, threw up blood and fell. Apparently, the word, "she looked like a woman," was fatally wounded.

"The, Zain! We haven't finished collecting our natural potatoes yet!

"also, already, awkward, cut my stomach off"

"I can't die anymore, so it doesn't make sense. Ru?

What Zayn had given him for his errors was radishes. It was prepared to rub it down later and turn it into grated soba.

"Now what are we going to do?

"Ahem! Dear Ertina, I can't stand it anymore!

"I don't know!

I realized I couldn't take care of things anymore, and I decided to blow everything up.

I think this is probably the fastest!

That night, after all the work, I was in my room with whiskey, explaining to Toya what had been reported from the hourly rain.

The whiskey is rock and the knob is handmade salt peanuts.

By the way, Rapetta is in her dreams with her bicum bicum and occasional cramps in my bed. Don't get me wrong because I didn't do anything wrong.

I'm putting her to sleep here tomorrow to ask her how she got here when she woke up. The king has been contacted, so it will be fine.

So, salt peanuts, but peel off the peanuts and fry over the butter melted frying pan. It is then finished by spraying salt in pieces and serving on a plate with kitchen paper.

I don't get sunshine, so the trick is to just make it for what I eat.

"I see... the face of the avatar"

I get an interim report from Toya on the investigation I'm looking into right now. Surprisingly, players who have moved across the globe are returning to Earth.

There have been no reports of such phenomena.

'At this stage, you seem worried about whether the government will move, too. Acronix Tech is a powerful company now. Neither listing nor fulfilling profits that contribute to the country will be silly'

"Can't we even impose regulations on the loose? People's lives are at stake."

"Japan today says gold is heavier than life"

"This is ridiculous."

"Not at all."

Drinking up a lot of angry, hard whiskey. The feeling of burning my throat kept me calm. However, I do not feel drunk as usual.

Pour amber liquid into the glass again. I'm sad it's alcohol but it feels like juice. Huh.

"Well, actually, I'm a returning player, but there's something odd about it. I think I'm losing my memory of the transfer."

'Hmm? That's not a serene story. Let me know more.'

"Ah."

According to Toya's story, the returning players were found to have lost all their memories of their destination.

He said that there were no physical or mental abnormalities after his return, but I don't remember any events during his disappearance. The police also find this inexplicable and are still investigating it in detail.

"It's a report from Detective Peach infiltrating the police, so it's credible information."

"I knew there were peaches like that."

"Well, snake's way is snake,"

I have whiskey in my mouth again. An aromatic scent passed my nose.

I can recognize it as alcohol because it doesn't feel like it's in juice, but if I still can't get drunk, it also halves the deliciousness.

"So, actually, roughly half of the players who have moved to different worlds have already returned to Earth."

"Fuki-yun, what?

I came here and got a hell of a report. Oh, my God, as many as half the players who have migrated across the globe have already returned to Earth.

'That's strange. There are players moving over here, but there's nothing to talk about returning players.'

"Hmmm... right"

The mystery calls the mystery, and the delightful contents of blame, in an instant, become an element to be doubted.

What the hell is happening to Earth in Carnte Hill?

And what the hell happens to Makoto and the others?

I drink up my whiskey. The whiskey, which was supposed to be delicious, felt bitter for some reason.