Me and Clay, plus my sister Civet and cousins, a total of fourteen nekocht emigration hopefuls, traveled without anything at the behest of Warlord Salé.
"The flow has changed, I will solve your nomination arrangements. Let's talk to Agarez."
"I don't know about that, that's not stupid either. I think you know I took Reed over the castle."
"Again, or the spa will be happy"
"Was it just a guided interrogation... they did it"
"I mean half of it. He weighs in on profits, if things change, he's the one who changes his attitude."
"I don't trust people like that. Deceive the Successor at will of the Devil's cousins..."
Well, that's happened, and I don't know how far Salle intends to go about it, but it's going to be able to operate somewhat safely in the moderate sphere of power.
Now, let's get this far in the cat humans.
On my way back to Nyanish, I burned my hands more than I went.
Anyway, it's a number of people and one is a sick person. I don't want you to force me because I'm headed there for therapy.
"This is what your brother told me, the outside world inside... eh, brother, you're with me from now on..."
"Sure. Grab onto the back of a big senior, worry, please be polite!
"Yeah, don't worry. I have always been a gentleman more than you."
So after getting off the bicone, I made another contact with the Henry Gustav Chamber of Commerce to undertake the haulage.
They put Civette and me on the carrier and made it look like it was being transported to Cascade Hill.
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Then I slowly took four days to come to Cascade Hill.
As we entered the Baron's Chamber of Commerce warehouse for each wagon wagon convoy, he was still waiting for the Bulldogs, even naturally.
"Fuck you... Sung-sung, I don't know, what would you do if the carriage got stained with the smell of a cat human, you cat!
"Hey, Baron, this will be my usual greeting to me and Clay, but from the rest of us, it's a bad heartbeat."
"Keh, an extra favor! All I want is cloth and soap and a cello. Oh man!?
"Yes, very helpful, Baron."
Supplies will be loaded onto the carriage one after the other.
Cello, soap and cloth, it just had to have been that much order. I don't hate it because both Arr and I, the Baron, put his heart into it with action.
"As always, he's a mess about what he's saying and doing."
"Hmm...? What, who are you...?
"Micha, it's Clay!
"Pfft... don't make me laugh, you don't look good dressed..."
As usual, by the way, the Baron was angry when he tried to pay the price.
But the cello is both elegant and elegant, it is made from ancient trees from the demonic realm, with obsidian shine and glitter.
"How many times do I know I don't need it, Temee! Instead, just take me to Mr. Patia and Piccolo... 'cause it's been a mess lately, and I'll ask you to come home, you cat."
My magic is not so inexhaustible as to be hydrated by all my companions.
So I just have to go straight in grandeur.
led a carriage of carriages, from which we went for the scars of the earth.
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It's not that far away, in about half a day I came back inside where I should be.
The time is already before evening, it's good to get there before dark.
Here only those with the separator and those in contact with it are able to recognize the inside of the junction.
How strange that is, that Civette was excitedly talking about her surprise at the outside world to Clay.
Now, when you step inside the conjuncture, it's your usual promise later.
He flew in front of me.
"Ah... this girl says she'll have flowers for Civet..."
"Do it, Piggy. You're a smart bird. I hope you get it."
But it's a little different than usual.
When Pippi discerned Clay's sister, she jumped in front of her and gave her a little white flower.
"Thanks, do it Pippi...... brother, that's a great, good place here...... exciting...... What's going on inside..."
"Puppy, puppy."
A round, white bird disappeared into the sky as she waved her love as she gave her flowers.
But that's the usual foretaste.
As much as I lost it, I brought Patia back, as usual.
I guess so when I do. From the patia, the best spectacular view by fourteen cats must have been spreading.
"Wow... there's a lot of cats... oh, there's some bumps! Ha-ha... cute, guys, cute... Yume or Yume or this... ho wow... this is the mix..."
"Pah, pah, patia. Wow!
Your eyes are high, Patia was excited about Clay's sister appearance.
My presence, of course, jumped on the cutest cat human, with absolutely no baron in my eyes.
"What, what, what?!
"Come on, it's been, it's been gone -! Patia's a -, cat, cat! Uh, um... so, uh, the cats... have a patia... today? Like - you can have it!
Patia was wearing a new overalls.
Get inside that pocket. Pippy walks in and looks a little bloated like a kangaroo.
"Yeah, okay... brother, I, even the brother of a human girl..."
"Good for you, Civette. Patia's a weirder kid than I've ever seen, but I assure you she's funny."
That's right, the baron, but I slept on the wooded meadow, got my belly and tongue out, and I was still waiting for Patia.
But Patia was now obsessed with Clay's sister, and still the baron raised his sweet voice and waited like a loyal dog for his turn......
"Khun... Khun Khun..."
"Baron, how come you always are...... are you boned by such a child and have no pride as a baroness man......"
I know, you don't hear my words.
The Baron was obsessed with Patia, and consciousness was flying to heaven because her consciousness was right for her.
"Blah blah blah blah ♪ Sorry blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, I missed you Patia! Ha-ha-ha, uh, okay, okay, no."
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Edward Pattington used the Soul of the Demon King for his daughter's resurrection.
Every time I saw the Baron's ugliness, I wanted to believe that hypothesis......
"Nah, we can't move on with this! Guys, grab a patia and jump inside. Munnie!
"Temeye, put it on, you shitty cat. Heh!
"Oh, whoa, what are you doing?! Whoa, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy, fluffy..."
On this day, Clay's sister and cousin, ten young cats, are going to immigrate inside.
I was building a new home and the beds were dispersed outside, and speaking of just fine, it's just the right increase in the number of beds.
Even so, it is difficult to be over-expected by the race of sleep for an average of twelve hours a day.
I will do my job steadfastly, so I hope you stay with my pace slowly.
I'm also looking forward to making the cello look like a lead, it seemed to me sooner or later that the Civets' welcoming party would be celebrated.
Reed Armado's happiness is still in hiding.
"I knew... here, Nekotan Randu, maybe... Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh, heh!
No, so how many times do I know that Nekotan Land is no good Patia......