Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 97 Morning Inn White Weird

In a good mood in the morning, Nico has a sunny grin with some Niyaniya and Nitanita ingredients, a delightful smile as if the morning sunshine had spilled out, and Meh wins so proudly! Pleasure! He was treated with the utmost pleasure, licked around and turned! It was a refreshing morning of pity that suffered a humiliating streak of defeats, with a complex mix of refreshment and thoughtlessness. The nasty thoughts sky and pity reign in the universe.

"" Good morning, Woohoo ""

White, amber slender and stretched legs moulded into beautiful curves calves and thin, tight ankles with cute feet ahead crawling around on my body with a squeaky, yet dynamic, beautiful thigh, arms buried in the valley of the cucumbers even as they are embraced and buried, with beautiful faces on my left and right shoulders cheeky.

It is a supreme and blessed circumstance, even more superior to the unexpected end of the dream dreams dreamed of by boys high school students all over the world in a blissful awakening, but a morning awakening beaten by an awesome sense of defeat by the grin of Niyania on its beautiful lips and the sense of accomplishment that dwells behind its jewel-like eyes that peek up.

It's rarely raining outside, I can't afford to challenge revenge because I have to create rainwear (rainwear). MP will also mass-produce raincoats while roaming MP mushrooms... There's a duet of "SINGIN 'IN (THE RAIN)" nose songs (humming) coming from behind, I'm in a great mood! One of these days, "Gokigen RADIO" is going to sing!

The Avenger (Revenger) is a complex thought of revenge in a complex week and retaliation for a sweet, beautiful revenge play of pleasure that is almost as sweet and beautiful as revenge is said to be in the morning, but MP wise it is a production choice. Yeah, let's make some money for the inn, don't we?

"Good morning, you're colorful but multi-colored at the Rain Wings impromptu, right? Ah, this one's for the orphans, so don't panic, raccoon! I'm not! Buy it, buy it, and give it to the best of you. Beauty? Targeted?"

"" "Buy! I don't have an umbrella, and boots!

The equipment is waterproof and water-repellent, if it's about raining, I won't let it through in full play, but I wouldn't like it to get wet in the mood. But you're willing to go out of your way to change into boots? Totally waterproof, cape and boots?

It was profitable, pushed away by a slightly mockingbird's pushing competition bun, but it held up. Even equipped without MP, it seems to be severely weakened, and the morning orphan launcher is buried under inescapable crushing. Heavy, huh?

"You can make an umbrella, but it's expensive because it takes time and effort, right? Everyone's gear and personal clothes are waterproof and water-repellent, so I wonder if it's okay if it rains a little bit, but it's a mysterious habit to want anything greedy and yet to be investigated high school girls ecology, but it's kind of erotic to say it's a high school girls living thing or an adult? Well, if it was a sex body, the rotten reality of a messed-up high school girl activating a wind business act in a case? Bad?"

"" "It doesn't suck! Because it's not rotten! You're a maiden!

"Well, aside from the mundane high school girl problem, did you decide to organize today? We're gonna go with you, split up into four hands, split up into two hands, send two guys or we're all gonna go? Does Mr. Merrimeri mix princesses and daughters? A lot?"

We'll have a chat while we cook breakfast. And then we'll hear what's planned for today, and he wants to go to the lower level, but he's going to the Patriarchate, and he's going to change his plans, and what are we going to do? Within a week at the latest, Sister Macho's first division and the other half of the Kingsguard will come to the border, and at the same time, they will be invited by the invitation of the Land of the Beasts to go on an inviting invitation journey to burn down the church, as will Moffmoff and the inviting cats. Well, it's Moffmoff.

Mocha will follow the 1st Division Macho sisters, and Ota and the others will be roaming the area if they head to the Beast Nation.

King Chara's deputy seems to be a princess and daughter, so we should take Father Meri later. The girls are going to follow the Sisters and daughters, so we're all going to hang out.

For once, the end of the world is around here because of the problems of this other world, but I wonder why we can run errands elsewhere, what we should normally be aiming for here? I want people from different worlds to act serious. Pump?

"Don't say mundane! She's a pure, innocent maiden!

"Frankfurt! Why is there no mustard!

"Huh, Momogu... So what was it? Squad division?"

"Chiuuuuuuuuuuuu. Nguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, yummy ~. Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"" "Eat normally! How dare you, what if the kids imitate it!

While some mosaics hang, I cheek Frankfurt and devour it, and I have trouble with my cubs, but I don't like gazigazi!

"Yeah, I want to make it an overall training, but I've finally got the individual for each party, and I don't know how many days, so I don't know which one to start with?

"Uh, fat and delicious. Ha Mu," "It's full of mouth. Okay, it drips gravy." "Ugh, it's hot out of there." (Po Po ~) "This repetition is the secret to deliciousness?" "I want to eat as many bottles as I want." "You have a dark flavor in your mouth." "Ah, I swallowed it, I wanted to taste it." "Haguguguguguguguguguguuuuuuuuuuuuu?" "Please talk to me after you've eaten properly, you can't talk while you can. See, it's dripping from my mouth -" "It's delicious and I don't eat it - I want more -" "I don't eat it slowly, so it would be a waste if I didn't taste it carefully."

Yeah, let's stop Frankfurt. I was in high school as a boy. Stop eating while you're watching me, and I'm having trouble eating while you're watching me? I wonder why?

But Frankfurt also seems to be becoming a border specialty, but Frankfurt is a place name, is it good? Well, it's a land without a name, so maybe it's a good idea to take it from a specialty to the borderline city of Frankfurt, but the problem is that when it comes to a lord's surname, it becomes a name that Mr. Frankfurt feels unspoken defamation of, like, Merrimeri Frankfurt or Murimuri Frankfurt or something. Well, Mr. Merrimeri looks delicious, so it won't be a problem. But let's have some proper bread and salad, right?

"But in the end, we're going back to Mr. Munchkin Spats in the morning, multi-colored, but if we could, we'd make it dark and dark, wouldn't we? I've made it to be impervious properly, but I've made it more intimate for magic circulation, so don't go out there because there's a bunch of shading and irregular (nappy) issues, and there's a feeling of stiffness and eating in the mumps, okay? We're all in trouble, you know?

"" "It's okay because I'm not answering, it's just in your house!

I was more tired in the morning with a bargain where munchkin spats swallowed up by a flood of munchkin spats and munchkin intimacy was a mess in the hands-on experience, also recognising that regular munchkin spats are more dangerous than a neat sexy outfit, and lined up the misrilled weapon gear last night to start selling earcuffs as well. I want to head to the labyrinth where my heart rests quickly, it seems that the resting place is only in the basement of the labyrinth?

Since morning, I've been happy to sign my daughter and her tail. My daughter is hanging out with Nico while she plays Frankfurt, and Mr. Slime is in the middle of joining me. The only soothing sight, but let's not imitate the way the troubled sisters around us eat, shall we?

You guys are U15, so you can't, can you? Well, women are also U18, but it will be a lot too late, the R18 state of the banned world (Mosaic World) is already unfolding. Is that a skill?

But true hardship begins here, the women begin to be armed... I wear boots and wear gli-b while making a scene, but gli-b is made up of iron and chains, armored leg parts and consists of multiple parts around the knee, ankle, and other moving parts. Rather than wearing it for that reason, it feels like "wearing it", so it's difficult to wear and I struggle badly with foreboding.

I mean, it's munchkin 'time with the sight of high school boys struggling hard to say that the Munchkin Spats are all going to bend forward and stick their asses out and pretend and struggle badly! That's horny, huh?

The thin elastic fabric made to adhere to the flesh is fleshly wrapped so that it sticks to its purpose. It sticks to its shadow like skin. It looks like it has no place to lose its shadow. Yeah, let's not bend over the buttocks, right? Because my butt's up high, and I can't show it to you for what it's worth, can I?

Dressed but fleshy with a combination of softness and elasticity shakes all over the room, a healthy, dynamic flesh claims a luscious color fragrance at the same time. At least I want the light beige to stop, it sucks to be off-white and generate, but out of the blue the light grey destructive power seems to suck... we were all black when Ota Mocha and the others were there, right? Isn't that amazing?

And when it comes to cylindrical torso armor (Plate Mail), it's going to be worn this time as long as it lasts, but this time the top of the holterneck of the cucumber is pushed up by soft round flesh like a water balloon, and it's going back like rubber with its hives and shakes, and I kind of want to go home now, but this is the inn, and I'm going out now, right? I wonder why boys and high school students are given so much ordeal every day...... what's the big deal, boys high school students?

It's nice when it comes to rain that keeps falling, or slutty rain, but it's only a shady rain that keeps falling forever, well, it's a long rain thing. Boys from all over the world have once or twice been fooled by the word "slutty rain" and jumped out and caught a cold, it would be hard to graduate high school if they were fooled every year. It's safe up to ten times.

"Bitch bitch, left (jab) left (jab), mess? When it rains, the bitches burst out, and whoever controls the left takes control of the other world, and the Bitch Empire is tickled? Well, rain?

"" "" Why conquer another world so much as it rained! What the hell do you think we are! Who says if it rains, it'll burst out! How much more do I know I'm not a bitch!! (Whispers) "

Bitches are barking at the rain, if you're calling your people, you suck?

"But you've never been down here before, is it rainy season?" "I was down a few times while I was diving in the labyrinth, because the road was soaked on my way home." "Oh, I was down at night, and was I lucky?" "Well, you'd appreciate it if it was sunny," "Sure, rain makes my vision worse, so I'd have trouble in a dangerous world," "I mean, this poncho is cute," "The orphans were cute in the Tertel Boys Corps," "Yeah, I adored that one," "Thank you for giving it up to us," "I figured having an umbrella might give us a better vibe?" "Do you want to align them in a floral pattern?" "Yah, that's cute." "But Yao, your umbrella... looks strong, doesn't it?" "Oh, shit," "planted sword" or something? "" Must be an umbrella cannon? "" An umbrella shield would protect us all. "" The rotating umbrella cutter looks gross. "" "I didn't like it. I imagined it! ……

It sounds like fun to say it's raining, I say it's fornicating when three girls come by, but it seems busy when thirty people come by. I head to the labyrinth in a noise with warchargers without the aura of listening to the rainstorms, because I'm a high school girl. Regardless of how we kill each other, it would be good if we all stayed fun and warfighters all the time.

But the battle begins.

"Defensive Shield Spear Stand (Panzer) Bow, Shoot."

"" "" Roger (Yar)!

Sister, the chairman of the Tutorial Committee who has not planted art on Dada to the Mojas, who is reinforcing the daughters and subduing the runaway mode and making them obey the command.

"Each dispersed, three of us!

"" Roger (Yar)! I'm coming (go)! I'm coming (go)! I'm coming! (go)! I'm coming (go) ""

A thoughtful, ad hoc, accurate judgment that drives demons in a threesome that incorporates one nun or nun into two pairs of classmates, letting them fight individually and gain combat experience without daring to devastate them in a mass battle. Apparently, what you call class committee chairman is a huge burden out of the blue.

This troika of Boko committee chairmen is bored because they can't get their hands on you, they're playing with cards, but the game won't last a second! I put in four cards because I don't hold a comma for a few seconds but they settle within a second...... I want to join the fight but I don't feel I can follow them!

I tried to skip Baba. Jesus, nobody pulls because they all see Baba! Doesn't seem like a game at all. That's how the battle for the millionaires begins again, come out and do your best! No, Sister, the girls' habits and training go hand in hand with the 1F, so you don't have to go down to the lower level, do you? You're free, right?