Lonely Attack on the Different World
Relatives from different worlds and interworldly kinship issues seem daunting.
Day 22 Evening Inn White Weird
Are you so mad at me? Are you mad at me because it takes 20 people? You keep getting mad at me for over an hour now? Why were you taking part in a war of nobility outside the city? I want to know that. Just don't get emotional at times like this, but just don't be logical, from the start properly, what happened? How did that happen? In turn, it is easy to understand, only sums up the main points, and speaks briefly. That is the easiest explanation and the most convincing persuasion.
"No, so I didn't go out of town, I went out to buy soy sauce, the soldiers chased me, the maid tricked me, the passbook? I was out or in because I got it, and the gatekeeper got mad at me, and I couldn't get in, so I tried to order a book from the courier, and he attacked me? When you bald, were the couriers lords? Like? Feel? So, I just went shopping for soy sauce, huh? Not bad for me, huh?
Can't you even convince me that, for some reason, you're alone? Will you respond to my persuasion? He says he's so chewed up and explaining.
"'Cause it's soy sauce, right? You're going to buy it? We're going, aren't we? What's wrong with me? Why are you mad at me? The war of nobility is not about me, it's about the nobles, it's about me. You were outside.' Cause the gatekeeper's mad, you can't let him in, can you? You should be mad at Mr. Gatekeeper, see? I'm the victim! You don't think we're at war in the middle of the road, do you? I thought you were a courier. I just wanted to order, didn't I? I've been tricked, haven't I? But you could have bought some soy sauce, right? It's delicious, isn't it? Look, it's okay."
Why not? How can people not understand each other so much? Whether you spend a thousand words or speak in ten thousand, how can you not tell between a deceased and a person? I'm not bad...
At the end of the day, he was seated.
Well, the girls seem to have gotten used to it a lot, and I never had a daughter to cry out of, like, yesterday. After all, every day I've earned credit for what I've shown in my actions, and it's the right thing to do that that earns my trust. They don't get a liking......
Sneaking up on me while I was seated, searing the dried fish and bringing the soy sauce to show, the sermon was over, solved, I still had no problems, it was a crime, I'm not guilty. A soy sauce victory.
Guys, you're eating crying, you're feeling sad, the taste and smell is rooted in the deepest part of your memory, so I guess this flavor, this scent, is Japan. My giggly daughter is happy to eat it, but is there no family problem? What would you do if you were a relative of another world or something? There are fears that it will develop into an interracial kinship issue, but it would be good because it looks like you're happy, it's just a story of burning fish if they yell at you. It can be dried.
He was also found not guilty and ate the fish. A bath.
"Ahhh, there's no ota, it's not falling anywhere"
Blurring, blurring, and loaning in the hot tub. So blurring Ota in the center of the hot tub.
"It's time, seriously, it sucks..."
Get out of the bath and go back to your room.
Sooner or later, it's the fifth night, and this is... I'm staying in the city for five days.
Naturally, the cave is left alone.
I thought I'd count on the brain muscles, but it wouldn't be something I could ask others to do.
Yet the brainstorming Mojas do not show up in the city, not even five days later.
The Otas are good, they will be upgrading their LVs and skills with the highest efficiency right now, whatever they are, they are experts in that muscle, they are like strategy books from different worlds.
So why aren't the five Brain Muscle Sports Association Mogadishu people coming to the city? To not come to the city is to say it's still in the woods. Why? They did? I had to stay in the woods?
Whether we leave town or wait for the Otas, we have to go back.
Besides, you don't have to look. Otas will always come to the "white freak" if they return to this city. Definitely, it's an iron plate, I checked all the inns in the city, so absolutely, they're the only ones who come here. Because this is the only place in this city that has a young, cute billboard daughter.