Late. Tamer's day.

Teftev, we attacked Obake's dewstore. We're heading to the third dewstore.

"Next time, you play first."

"Moff."

Playing with Mohf is playing first.

That's it, a classic of the Winter Olympics, similar to curling. Play alternating forecasts with your fingers from a predetermined location and compete in the score of a stopped location. If it doesn't arrive, the beginning will be removed. It would be creepy how to play the opponent's prick.

This was quite difficult. Unexpectedly, the force is delicate, and when it's bad, it flies away to the day after tomorrow. But for the eighth time, Mohf made a huge mistake and managed to win thanks to it.

"Mohf!"

"Yes, yes, shake hands. Oh, can you get a doll too? Thank God."

"Moff!"

I figured it would be better for NPC to respond better to winning a squarely grand battle.

"Last but not least, Kogappa's Begoma showdown."

The other three are going to Kogappa's first because they can't compete with Mohf.

"What do you say?

"This is the hardest I've ever had."

"If you can't turn it around well, you lose."

Sounds like this Begoma duel is a way for perks to change with the flying distance of the opponent's comma that bounced off. But you don't even seem to be able to turn it around in the first place.

"For once, I have a piece of paper here that says how to roll a string, etc."

Eringhi gave me a straw half-paper with several different ways of winding strings. Is this place also retro-oriented?

"Woman wrapped around a man."

"Actually, I was a little confident in this, but I couldn't"

"Huh? Has Blanche ever done Begoma?

"No, I've never done it, but it was my favorite comic strip and it was talking about bagoma."

If you ask me in detail, the most messed up police officer in Japan, whose series lasted over 100 volumes in a boy magazine, was about the main character's comic strip. Blanche learned of its existence after coming to Japan, and soon fell into it and deciphered the entire volume, he said.

"Mr. Lew, Baegoma's penis -"

"Yes, stop! No more! Let's call it a man roll!

"But, Mr. Lew, man--"

"Neither can that! Because there are so many things in this day and age! For now, leave that on a women's roll!

"Ha, ha. Okay."

Danger. Danger.

"Hmm, as long as there's a shooter..."

Eringhi is whining about that. Maybe I was a blader when I was a kid. With a giant bagoma in his hand, he seems to be struggling.

With those two on his ass, it was General Winter who was citing a quick victory. Apparently, Dwarf's dexterity was demonstrated.

I guess that means you can win with status corrections, even if you don't have high real skills. I had no idea. No, I'm not that high on status, so sometimes it didn't really matter.

Then 15 minutes later.

"Alright!

"Caper!"

If you've tried 10 times, it's going to happen Beginners Rack, right? Even the practice bagoma could barely turn it properly before, but when I tried one or eight, I accidentally turned it clean. No, let's just think you lived practice with my kids.

As a result, my bagoma was playing Kogappa's comma and winning.

"Huh, now we win it all!

I didn't charge you, so the prize is shobo, but it's satisfactory. Four dolls, too!

"Well, now I've got it all around..."

"Is there any change?

"Hmm."

There are no announcements, especially, and no visible changes. Didn't it make much sense to win in an outdoor shop? That's what I thought, but somehow my kids are making a scene.

"Mogmo!"

"Himoo!"

"Bear!"

Until just now I was playing with the retro toys I bought for practice, so I thought that came heating up......

It was different. Everyone is pointing in the same direction and complaining about something to me.

"Kikku!"

"Yah!"

"Hey, don't pull my ear because I get it!

The little one combine pulls his ears from left to right. Because if it's real, it's a level of severe pain with a thousand cuts in your ear, right? CV Tominaga's boy says, "Sister, it hurts!" He's the one who gets tears in his eyes.

"What's over there?

In the meantime, when Mons and the others walked out to point out, I finally noticed something strange. In front of the decaying mansion stood a girl in red japanese clothes. About junior year in elementary school? It is as dressed as an ortho.

The girl is smiling, feeling no wonder and no fear. Rather, I had the impression of kindness.

"Hmm, sitting boy?

Yes, no matter where the girl looked from, she only looked like a sitting child.

"Ho? I see, it's a faraway field."

Nodding as Eringhi was convinced. Far Field, they say, is where sitting child legends linger. I see, the name of this place is the Mansion of the Decaying Far Field, and isn't it strange that there should be a sitting children's event?

"Is that the sitting boy"

"What da? Sitting straw shi?

"Ah!"

Trying to get close, the sitting boy walked inside the mansion grounds. And I turn around a little walk away, and I'm inviting this one.

"You mean come?

"You're going!

The sitting boy walked out again. Shit, I might lose sight of it if it stays like this. We run out after that.

"You made it through!

"Say that, Ba. Yes, Na!

I guess meeting a sitting boy was the necessary event to get into this mansion. Well, I don't know how it happened.

We open the doors that have decayed and become framed only, and we step into the front door. Then the figure of Eringhi and the others disappeared at some point.

"Is that it? Guys?

"Him!"

"No, not you guys..."

They seem to have been split up on a player-by-player basis, not a party.

"What shall we do...... turn back?

Without the battle ahead, there would be no problem. Besides, it would suck if we turned back and the event ended.

"Hmm, let's just move on"

There's a sitting boy standing in front of the door a little further.