Kuishinbo Elf

Makoto and Michiru Takezaki follow the battlefield. Precisely by instructions of her peach senior.

Very common paid parking on arrival. This is the format in which the car is stored by the lift. A slightly tired stand-up strangely invites sadness.

There, a middle-aged male administrator waited carelessly for his guests to fall in love. Michiru meets him gently and continues on to the lift. Makoto and the others were puzzled by her like that.

"Yes, get in, get in"

"Huh? Are you riding here?

Michiru puts Makoto and the others where the car should be riding. And the administrator, who confirmed that they had boarded, started the lift without saying whether or not, and began the ascent after the lift with Makoto and the others on board had dropped.

Wait for the dark space for a while, and the lift abruptly stops. There's nothing there, there's just a concrete wall. But Michiru takes Makoto's hand and proceeds to the wall.

"Michiri-chan!?"

"It's okay, follow me"

Finally, Michiru is about to hit the wall. But the phenomenon that should have happened never came to an end. She broke into the concrete wall.

And Seijiro, who was drawn to Michiru, also made his way into the wall. Shi Jun and Shi Yun, who witnessed it, also advanced to the wall, awkward to be left by them. Just for a few moments, my vision opened, going straight through the gray space.

Will that be the inside of the building? No, there shouldn't be any space for that, Makoto guesses. Right there was a place in the world, not in the world.

A bunch of strange equipment that the scientific power of the planet would not be able to make in the end. What I can feel from it is the power that Makoto and his men have experienced more than once. It's a force that has been helped more than once.

"Machine powered by peach power?

"Exactly. Welcome to the Tokyo branch of Peach Academy. Those who know peaches."

A woman with long coral hair who was facing the monitor turned a rotating chair and confronted Makoto and the others. She looks good in red framed glasses.

She has a bit of a drooping eye, but she herself had the sharpness of a stripping blade.

"Are you Senior Peach?"

"Exactly. It's called Touka, exclusive to Michiru Takezaki."

Shit, but modify the position of the glasses with a method that sounds like it. From that trick, Makoto decided that he must have quite a few difficult personalities. I guess that's right.

Seeing Michiru Takezaki freaking out, Makoto and the others laughed unexpectedly.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Makoto Miyagi."

It's Shijun Kato.

"It's all river time rain."

"I know. From Peach Academy headquarters."

Touka puts Makoto and the others on the sofa for visitors and faces each other. He then presented the materials in his hands to Makoto and the others. It was described in detail with Makoto and the others.

"Are you sure?

"Yes, it was definitely written on us. This is Mr. Towya, isn't it?

"Exactly. This material was compiled by Lieutenant Colonel Towya of Peach Academy Headquarters."

Upon hearing the title Lieutenant Colonel, Makoto and the others gave a surprising look. They never thought that Toya was up there.

"Mr. Towya, you were in such a good position."

"That was a surprise. I thought it was the bottom line."

"Mr. Eltina left me swinging."

Touka accidentally laughed bitterly at Makoto's words. To her, Towya is equal to being on the cloud, the emergence of the Towkas, an elite affiliated with Peach Academy headquarters and synchronized. This is what happens when you know that he's been badly criticized by Blubber.

"In the first place, it's amazing at a time when we're able to handle non-standard peach use. I have even the beauty of an apprentice in my hands."

"Ugh, I can't say anything"

Michiru, sitting next to Touka, gave him an indescribable look. From that, you'll see that she's straining her partner, Touka, in her hands.

But comparing her to Ertina is a mistake in itself. It should be decided that I am already a peachy thing.

He breathes, but he is the only one searching from the east to the west in ancient times, such as the peach user who sprinkles "Takeshi with Peach Light" indiscriminately.

"So what brings us here?"

"Yes, first things first. And it's your protection."

"Ah, I've done it pretty flashy"

Shi Jun scratched my head as if at first. Makoto and Shirai have the same look. Shi Jun still manages to explain it, but Makoto is slightly painful.

It's completely out when it rains in the clock. Spell chanting, and activation. In the midst of the confusion, her chant was read out in good spirits. Many of those who are fleeing also respond to their voices and confirm something. I'm just witnessing a paranormal.

"Peach users are fine because they have equipment to inhibit recognition, but you guys will be fully recognized. Some of the escapees seem to have been filming videos while fleeing."

Touka presents her laptop to Makoto and the others to play videos on the site.

"Wow, it's already up"

"You're working too fast, these guys"

"Perfect to the face... where were you filming it, this guy"

The videos posted on the Internet were a clear reflection of the work of Makoto and the others. I don't have to make sure it's not amateur work. Because by then, it was solid shooting.

"But well, what is this comment? It says very little about me."

"That's not what matters."

"Exactly. This, Real Magic Girl Kitter, Beautiful Girl Gunner, is the problem"

Shi Jun's remarks can be blamed on time rain and towca. Touka was right, time rain and Makoto were given two names as early as possible, and arguments were being exchanged on the Internet.

They also talk about angels sent from heaven, artificial creatures created by genius scientists, people who come from different worlds at the end of the day.

They still laugh bitterly at pointing out that it seems to fit and doesn't.

"So far, it's hard to manipulate information when your face is clearly visible."

"I mean, you can't if you show your face. It's a lawsuit."

"The surrenderers, they'll be after that, too. If I see him, he'll make money."

"Damn."

Shi Jun's indignation is forgiven by Touka, which leads to a certain sedation. It was a time rain with Makoto, who was not as outraged as Shi Jun, but his heart is not calm. I was worried about how I should act from now on.

If your face was so clear, if you were the one who watched this video, you could immediately tell it was [those two]. Then it may also interfere with everyday life.

Comment section of the ever-increasing number of sites. Most of them pointed to Makoto and time rain.

Beautiful girls, big tits, pedantic daughters, ass beauties, etc. can still be forgiven, but two boulders frown on the comment that they want to push them down, make them tear away, and so on.

Some of them wrote ridiculous comments about wanting to rape, straight.

"You can do whatever you want because you can't see your face, these guys"

"That's what people are like. I don't know if that malice will come back to me."

Touka is right, spitting malice always comes back to him. Sometimes that doesn't come back in this life, but it always comes back after death. That must be at the trial of the devil.

Therefore, spitting malice is nothing more than surely pushing oneself. Because I didn't know, I had no choice but to do nothing in the judgment of the Hereafter.

"If you take care of them a little bit, this isn't happening."

"You're right."

Shi Jun lost interest in the comments section and turned to Towka. Makoto and Time Rain also take their gaze off the comment section, which they even feel is nasty, and turn back to Towka.

Having decided that it was not necessary to show the video already, Towka closed her laptop and pulled it to the edge of the table.

"Mr. Shi Jun first, I don't think there's a problem. I thought Mr. Hour Rain was grey. But Makoto, you're definitely out."

"You must have fired a gun."

"The situation was the situation, so I think there's some scope for discretion. But now, we should stop walking outside."

"I think so, too. But then you won't be able to go home."

"For a while, you should stay here and see how it goes."

Seijiro, who decided that he had to take Touka's proposal, refrained from further discussion. Having accepted and received that silence, Towka moves on to the next action.

"Michiru, continue your search for ghosts."

"Got it...... that means there are ghosts besides that one, right?

"It's hard to say he's not here. I can't believe there hasn't been any ghost activity here for a while, but it's getting active here... I only have a bad feeling about it."

"Oh, please don't be afraid."

"You must be using peaches, be more shan"

"Ha, ha, no"

Michiru, scolded by Touka, gave Makoto and his men a bare gesture to flatter their shoulders, leaving the room behind. Seeing her like that, I imagine that the benefactor peach user also had a time like this. I laughed all the way to the imagination that I must have had a noisy rookie era.

"Well, what shall we do with Shi Jun and Shiyu?"

"How about sneaking home after dark?

"As long as I can get in touch with the house, I think I'll be fine for a night or so."

"I'd like to get in touch with your father and mother, too."

After the discussion, the three of them contacted the house and chose to stay here overnight. Fortunately, this secret room was fully equipped with communication equipment and it was possible to jack any communication.

It is also possible to jam the conversation so that it is not bugged, and the three of them use the communication equipment in this room to contact each house.

Naturally, I hid the facts. They know they can't tell the truth.

"Seems suspicious, but I managed to convince my parents"

"This way too."

"Damn, man... don't come back for a while"

A few people, who seemed to have received a terrible response, succeeded in obtaining the consent of their parents.

"Now we can keep you safe for a while. Problem is after this."

Touka switched on the front screen. Then, the place where Makoto and the others fought the ghosts and the thoughtful place were shown. There's a lot of police and press out there, and the wild horses over it fill the scene.

Apparently, what's on the screen is a news show. The upper left corner of the screen shows the letters [Is it a hunting and murder in Shibuya during the day].

The reporter with the impatient expression would be the same person Seijiro saw on his home TV yesterday. I can peek at the incidents that shouldn't be, whether they are being sensed by the atmosphere on the scene, or whether they are in a state of extreme excitement.

The reporter attempts to interview the wild horses. The comments that come back are all absurd. Some of them would return immersive comments like they were there in the meantime, but if they were really there, they would see that the comment was false.

"Oh, that's terrible."

It's funny the other way around when it's so bad.

Shi Jun and Shiyu are giving the wild horses a frightening look. In the meantime, Makoto acknowledged her appearance among the wild horses.

"Kaori...!

"What?"

"There's Kaori! Here!"

Makoto pointed to Kaori Nakali, who is hastily lost among the wild horses. However, the screen already reflected another place and never reflected Kaori Nakali's appearance again.

"I was there, Kaori."

"I don't think Makoto's lying, but there's no wrong line to look at?

"No, I think. You can't go wrong."

"Yes... right"

The clock showered with eyes down and arms resting. Kaori Nakami was a close friend even to the time of rain. That's the analogy, even if it's just a relationship in an online game.

Makoto, it is the same thing as Shi Jun. They made connections in the game and built relationships as friends. It took time to develop a friendship with Kaori that never changed from reality.

"Are you really alive, Kaori?"

Shi Jun looked up to heaven with his back of his head and sighed loudly. There are wrinkles between the eyebrows, and I can see how she dislikes herself for honestly not being happy that Kaori is alive.

"Kaori Nakali. Reports confirm death, and relatives are supposed to be buried and buried."

"Oh no... then who the hell is that Kaori?

Makoto gave a sad look. When I look at her face, which is about to cry out now, the time rain holds Seijiro. Makoto honestly chose to sweeten against the tenderness of time rain.

"You have too little information at the moment. In any case, it's a case that needs to be looked into."

Touka once suggested that the discussion be interrupted. Because I saw the look on the faces of the three of them and decided that they shouldn't be burdened any more.

Makoto and his men, on the other hand, were exhausted by a succession of confusions. Receive her proposal favourably and indicate her intention to pinch the break.

"How about dinner? Let's get out of here."

That's what Touka said and presented the menu table to Makoto and the others. The contents are as ramen as this or this. Moreover, it comes unusually full of volume in this system.

The showers reminded me of the puffiness of my arms.

"Huh, fat! Ha! Make sure... I'm fat!

Hourly rain refused the ramen and decided to skip dinner. In contrast, Makoto chose salt ramen, and let Shi Jun eat what he can't eat. She was smart.

Shi Jun chooses [Megaton Char Shoe Increase Special Legend Edition] without getting lost. The contents of this unclear ramen are a dish that has difficulty deciding whether the chashu is the main dish or whether the ramen is the main dish, where the extremely thick chashu covers the ramen and forms a mountain.

And Towka seems to eat three cups of it. The three of them remembered the war on the exact order.

"Also, peach..."

"No, time rain. Mr. Ertina, you can afford this."

"No, no, Mr. Ertina can have ten drinks, Shi Jun"

At that time, a current runs to Ertina, the Virgin of the White Elf, far from Earth, in the other world of Carnte Hill.

"Fukiyun, you're ramen today......!

On this day, a [ramen shock] erupted in the Langsten kingdom of Philimisia. The rampage of one girl led Ramen to be driven to a crisis of extinction.

And the lion's beast boy stabbed him. This is terrible.

Shi Jun was going to regret the ramen he had come for a while. That was because it was too much different and roughly not the amount of human eating.

"No way... is this ramen just for peaches?

"That's right. Pre-run ramen shop specializing in peach use [Zhenzhen House]. It's chunky and cheap and delicious. Now, come on, let's get you inside the noodles that won't stretch."

Touka suddenly began attacking something named Ramen after he handed out the ramen and thanked him "I'll have it" with his hands together.

Inspired by the way it is, Shi Jun also shows off his previous guts, embarking on a mighty culinary offense that he doesn't know if it's ramen, chashu or not.

"Hourly rain, eat a little. I'll give it to you."

"Ugh... Makoto is sweet"

Time rain tears at Makoto's tenderness, soaking a little ramen, soaking, soaking... No, no, it is too much. Or has nearly half the ramen disappeared and been delivered to the stomach of time rain?

"And it rains?

"... Ha!? Oh, my God!

Without regretting waking up earlier, looking at his puffy, swollen belly, the hourly rain began to roar again as did the Hell's Deceased. Seijiro has nothing but a bitter laugh when he sees her like that.

Whatever it is, Makoto is also hungry, so I decided to have a salt ramen that has disappeared by more than half.

"Oh, this is delicious."

Well, Makoto calmly analyzes that the clouds and rains become self-absorbed and eaten.

For the lightness, it is rich, with complex clutter mixed within the exquisite salting. This clutter must have given this ramen a strange charm.

Normally, when I hear of clutter, the negative image is attached, but it does not lead to dishes. It's just that removing clutter doesn't make the food tasty. It is this way of folding with clutter that determines the delicious and unsavory taste of the dish.

Because clutter is also delicious. It would be proof that the human tongue is not a simple thing.

"Why the hell... I'm done eating!

Shi Jun roared. Amount of ramen you wouldn't be able to eat in a normal human being? ate it all alone. His belly swells to bloating and is on the verge of reaching its limits.

"Oh, Shi Jun, I'm done eating. Well, it's nice to meet you, too."

"Huh? No mercy?

I couldn't even turn down Makoto's wish to come at the angel's smile, and Shi Jun tried to show off the man. As a result, he plays to the death. Oh, innocent.

Touka said he had flattened three glasses with pepper and enjoyed a bucket of dessert pudding.