Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

Joey, who blossomed red and white tulips on his head on a bed with clean sheets, slept with a big mouth open.

"Munya...... Eat it. Eat it. Hey, even Ara boy? Three Rushing Dombri... Munyamunya"

"... Nanicole?

leave your surroundings in anxiety and confusion, this energetic weather figure.

I drool and say, "You can't eat anymore... I can't eat thirty-six staged cakes or anything like that... munya," and when I see you whining in your sleep, I'm mildly willing to kill you, but you can't just kick a person in front or back unconscious and comatose, so I hold you in for the frustration -

"You're in a good position to stay in bed in front of the princess for all her hard work, kid!

I did that, but with zero sedition resistance, it was easier to light a fire than a flammable gas in things about me. I had no hesitation or discretion for a moment, and I kicked Joey sleeping in every bet.

Kicked in the toe, the bed smashed to pieces in an instant, and in conjunction with that, Joey, who flew into the air, fell more and more on the floor with a cone rub, but "Is it flush pasta ~? Three spins or something a little intense -" and then he's whining about the continuation of his bedtime speech to My Pace (I wonder how unlucky he is with no injuries or anything).

... So, isn't this really happening? Ain't you after Uke?

"It just sounds like a joke, but hey..."

"Neither do we command His Majesty the Divine Emperor to do more with such a lame joke."

I'll be clear, Mr. Meer. Deputy Guild General Garte also agrees with yeah nodding.

Whatever, but what's the street name of this' god emperor 'that I've been able to give you lately? The Demon General of the Round Table, including Heavenly Life, said, "Sort of. I'm also willing to lack a few more modifiers to let the princess know how great she is, but it would be useless to expect a lot from ignorant folks," I'm satisfied, and Mr. Shadowloon or something is interesting. But who likes and names' God '? It's like the second frying of the Ethereal God and it's not even on edge.

Nevertheless, there is still worldly 'Ethereal God, who was actually an evil god', and the remnants of ecclesiastical influence and Aeon, who became 'former believers' who were fooled by it, so we need to take the time to brainwash them from now on - and educate ourselves on ideas… are common views such as King Collard and Empress Oriana.

"I'm good at that kind of work."

"Improving education is the centenary of the nation."

The two of them had a black grin on their happy faces when they did it.

Something like this... Is it too much of a thought for me to feel like education is about to be done with mind-control embellished in the beauty phrase of the name?

Towards troubled me,

"Well, the quick thing to do is confront religion with religion."

and the opening measures in his mouth were essentially partitioned between the ecclesiastical tables and the back with their eons, rapturous.

"Why don't you just start your religion with Mr. Scarlet Snow as your patriarch or goddess? There are naturally some people who disagree with it, so ideally it would be better to have two religions of opposing doctrine, which can be taken in balance."

I was joking, but I don't care how you look at me like you deserve this one anyway.

This is some kind of eye.

"Religion's best balls and other annoying smells. Passssssss!!"

"Pass two! Me, too. The smell is already bad."

Lapokusan shrugged her shoulders gently and cut the story off, deciding that it seemed difficult to persuade Bok and Tamegoro to say no immediately with an outspoken face.

I just thought,

"- By the way, what name religion would you prefer if you were a lady?

Shadow Lang is the one who mingles with amusement.

"" Teaching cat meatballs puffs ""

The fundamentals of doctrine are that one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day.

"When there is a religious war, the enemy is going to attack using" Cat Shield "or" Discarded Cat Bazooka "at the top of (a)."

Ha, ha, ha. Mr. Shadowloon laughs cheerfully.

"With the princess's thoughts!

And, since the dumb story was supposed to be that the other faces really started to move into action, I was the feather of rushing to stop it. Really, it is the scary part of this world that the sprinkles don't go through.

That concludes my recap.

As usual, Heaven boiled his business down to the pacifying look of Joey sleeping Gu-Suka, grabbing his pajama collar with one hand and rocking him back, forth, left, and right.

I want to stop you from being a lifelong bystander who should have come to visit but unilaterally wields merciless violence, but I can't do anything about it in relation to my position and strength, and I've been losing my complexion and screaming voiceless since just now, Fiore.

It's a scream on a frequency unheard by normal humans, but it sounded like it sounded like the back-of-the-road (diaper) of Shirazawa (Hakuta) on the accompanying beast system's Seven Hazards Star Beast (out-of-the-box), "The Devil Sword Dog (Sword Dog)" or number six, and his ears were patting in depression.

Still, tulips are dangling over Joey's happy head asleep without waking up. Still, the more troll sleeping faces and tulips like assholes look scary. Looks like it came with me from birth...... and that thought came to me as I watched the swinging tulip.

Piscilli, and the thunderlight, not a metaphor, above the head of heaven, stirred his gaze.

"Sort of, suppress it, heavenly. They're sick, they're unconscious, so I can't answer them."

"Whether you are sick or in danger, it is a matter of reason to reply if the princess can speak up!

Yeah, that logic is our myrule, so I don't think it works anywhere else. It's not like I haven't spoken up yet.

So I tried to speak up.

"Uh, hello, Joey. Are you okay? Can you hear me?

Whispering into Joey's ear, which remained salivating on the floor, Pickle, fingertips and expression moved.

"" "Whoa...!

Fiore, Deputy Guild General Garte and Ms Meer, who were silently watching what was going on, look at it with anticipation.

"... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh It's already night."

Joey, with a disgusting grin, looked happy as she fell asleep, rubbed her cheeks against her heavenly arms and was immediately thrown on the floor.

Wow! Cold Evo occurs all over my body nominated by name. With heaven's silence, he swung up one leg with a fixed eye and set his aim to crush Joey's placid face and try to step through.

"Kill"

"" "" Ma, Ma, Ma, Waited!! ""

Shit! This momentum erases it without a trace. When that happens, I just can't resuscitate.

Me and the deputy guild general, Mr. Meer, Fiore, rushing into a stop.

And to the Seven Hazards Star Beast, an attendant who stood blurry with any good face,

"Don't even look at everyone. Stop the Heavenly Life!

And I cautioned, "Oh, you're stopping me?" and the wind that I realized took hold of Heavenly Life.

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"Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!!!

A tulip over Joey's head emitted a scream like a strangled, disconnected toad.

"Ohh, ooh, ooh!... It's starting to feel like a drag."

The group that holds Joey's body (or top from his neck) and the group that is trying to pull through the firmly rooted tulips at his disposal (led by me, by the way).

I tried a lot, but in the end, I couldn't find an effective cure.

"Shouldn't we just pull through with all this strength? I'll bring him back to life even if he dies."

According to my throwing suggestion of throwing a spoon, we are currently running a rough cure.

I feel like nothing is often different from lifelong violence, but in this case it would be no count because it is positive violence to treat.

"Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!!!

"Hmm, this could be... this could be bad, princess"

The twin trees of the "Green Leafman (Green Man)" at the Seven Hazards Starbeast (Outside), who was listening to the screams emitted by the mysterious tulip, have warned of the potpourri as he shook his neck sideways with a difficult face.

"Apparently, this one is a kind of demonic grass that parasitizes the host's brain. Let the host sleep and absorb the nutrients without resistance. It's not so uncommon in itself, but at the same time, it seems to interfere with the spirit, forcing it to be good and obsolete, and worse, the brain miso is initialized and par...... it goes into a tocolotene state."

"" "" What...!?

Some, including me, accidentally removed the power of their pulling hands from the words.

For a moment, other faces who had pulled and held irrelevantly out of balance, smashing Joey into the hospital room wall with him on the road and rolling outside.

"" "" Ah... ""

At the tip of his gaze, which stumbles upon him, Joey's tulip over his head, somehow uninjured throughout this period, says, "Sparkle it!! ♪ I was laughing like I'd won ♪