Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 100 Night Inn White Weird

And my hair finally steps into the land of ugliness...... oh man smell!

"Hey, get used to Mocha armor MK = II modification of brain muscle armor - you're going to dive in the labyrinth tomorrow, right? Oh, and this engagement celebration? (Fiancé) If you don't like it when your fiancée is dead, put it right ~? Well, some theories say you guys are being set up, but it's okay. (Akirameron) Like what?

"Oh, armor Thanksgiving!

"What's an engagement celebration... a ring?

"That's a pair, I'm ashamed!?"

Well, if you're a lover, you're a fiancé, you're a wife, and that's the family you care about, you want to protect.

"Don't lose it because it's a luxury demon stone that puts an emergency boundary between abnormal state resistance and automatic recovery with one! You can lose the body you're wearing, so don't just lose the ring, okay? Don't throw any more!

"" ""... oops, Thanksgiving "" "

It doesn't come off when I wear it because of it. I couldn't get the effect of saying, Shall I learn the spell ~? Jealous and?

"Okay, now the Mojas can be sent to the graveyard of their lives, the living dead (Living Dead), so stay with the" automatic recovery "of Holy Magic? Like?"

"Ha-ha-ha. Marriage is reality."

"Ah, you still felt better about cross-world metastases, didn't you?

"" "Seriously, how did this happen!? Don't say another living dead person (Living Dead)!

Well, I guess I didn't even think about it. But in the case of these princesses, you don't always think of anything, so be prepared when you get along with the noble princess! I don't have enough to say I'm conscious at all, and I don't seem to have enough brains or intelligence to say anything at all.

"No... because I did it? Congratulations on graduating? Congratulations?

"" "No... I am. And don't curse me by pretending I'm celebrating! I mean, you're not the only one who's jealous!

I'm jealous, I'm jealous, I'm cursing you, but you have muscles, don't you?

"That's what you guys say - how much hope (because of all this) she can have in the future of a boy high school without her, with two concubines and five high school girls in the service! You can't get married alone without her, can you? If I could get married by myself, I'd be beaten up with pity, and the whole other world would cry, right? My preference has already traveled to the universe across the boundary of the end of the universe, and it's completely out of communication and out of communication. Seriously."

"Ah, sure... no, I can't have a normal relationship. But you're going to pick it up one beauty after another!

"Why is the beauty falling! Beauty, I've never seen you fall!

"And he says he's picking it up and he's nostalgic... you're too beautifully picked up on a dog-cat level!

"" "... So, what about the girls? You?" "

Unlike girls' clubs, we don't talk for long nights, but even boys have boys' clubs. I've only spoken like a boy in high school (horny), but the important thing is that I share the perception, and there's no reason for that to change.

"Huh? You're gonna let me go home, aren't you? Why do I have to let you stay in a world where there's no family, no friends, nothing but killing each other? Even the Otas are looking for ruins and things like that near the Beast Nation, you guys look for them too! Digging holes like Mocha, ruins of underground people, big small trials, Zach Zach? So you're buried like that?

"I don't care if you look for me... the labyrinth didn't work?

"Nothing like it at all, if you can't return it directly, you can invade that white room."

I have no clue and am searching around that it would be the deepest part of the labyrinth or a ruin, but nothing came up, there was no clue in the woods, or even in the labyrinth. It was a patriarchal country in terms of possibilities, but hopes are faint, and Sister, who is also the princess of the patriarchate and head of the church sect, knew nothing. There is no legend or legend.

"Shall we make a truck and give it a try already? You guys in an experiment? Rebirth truck ops? Well, why don't you give it a whirl? Classic?

"Don't try! It's not a metastasis, it's a rebirth! I'm going to die, I'm going to die, and then I'm just going to try and figure it out.

Smarter than I thought. There are serious holes in the reincarnation truck operation, unknown vehicle type and load, and there is no detailed data on how many tons per hour and how many kilometers per hour it is reincarnated, and there is a risk of back-to-the-future if you make a mistake. It's a delicious DeLorean spec reincarnation truck that I've had in the past twice since I hit it... I'm starting to want to make it!

"Oh, what about the Patriarchate? We're going out?"

"Oh, that. You don't want a girl to kill you, do you?

"Well... you're not for it. Even the Odas aren't for you, but I'm trying."

"That's what I thought you were going to say, Sister. With my daughters... I'm most motivated. So you guys are backup teams waiting while you hunt slaves in the woods of Beast Nation? I mean, at the beginning, it's not funny to follow you around with infiltration and politics and rushing, right?

If you can go back to that world, you don't need to experience killing. There must be nothing good about it. Even though I don't have such memories of living in peace with laughter.

"I knew it. Well, I'm sure you're ready."

"It'll be hard when you're ready to go home..."

"That's... I'm willing to live over here. I'm sure."

"" "You know there's a good chance we're going to perish this way? The girls?

"I know, so I'm not gonna let you destroy me. Maybe the real heroes and braves are the girls and the Otas."

It should have been a threat to the extent that the world would perish or be doomed if it were your dancing daughter, Mr. Armored Committee Chairman or Mr. Slime, weakened because of my service and that strength, if you were at the bottom of the labyrinth eaten by the darkness and flooded with labyrinth demons, that would be an invasion of the Demon King who is no longer a stampede.

It is not a question of the level at which mankind can manage to overflow, where the Labyrinth Kings of each Labyrinth are led by the Labyrinth Emperor to follow the demons. It is the real heroes and braves who save it. The girls and the Otas are the ones who want to do it.

Yeah, you can't, but I can't do it first, no matter how strong I get and the LV 1,000. Well, if the chairmen of the armoured committee were together, it would be too soon to destroy the world together. And I don't even know how many labyrinth royalty there are, it's already miraculous enough that this world isn't doomed.

What the girls and the Otas are aiming for is impossible hope, one of the worst remnants of the catastrophe that I slept in Pandora's box, neither of which has any shards of desire to make it happen, right? Hope?

The Mogadishu just kill them when they come, kill them because they came without meaning or significance. And they try to do it on their own. These guys may be heroes and brave men, but they're not real, they're killers. There's nothing to want, nothing to hope for. Just a fighting people to kill, laughing and going to kill even if it's doomed ahead.

I picked up those labyrinth royals, yeah, it's too late. Every day the Demon King (Saiyaku) cooks rice and every day the Demon King (Saiyaku) is mad at me. There will be no heroes or brave men, and I will be sure to protect the chairmen of the Armor Committee, who will be surprised if it is dangerous. If you do any harm to it, I will kill you because you are my enemy.

"" "... are we villains here? A little bit of a role? Well, if they killed us, would it be okay if we killed them, or would they stop dying?" "

"Ah, congratulations on the grave. -Curse? Like?"

"" "" Celebrate! Don't curse! Well, thank you, and I'll get the ring. ""

But Mogadishu doesn't seem to have noticed yet that the causal flux around the gear of critical fate is rolling over and sinking in an overturning accident. Let me tell you something, what I call destiny (flag) to proclaim the future.

"But the promise of marriage before the war, poop. Flag?"

"" "" Flag it. No! I mean, don't kill me!

"No, because if they waved this far before the war, Mr. Flag would be standing too far and Mr. Death Flag would be established? Now, go back to your room, curse. I'll make you some of their gear, remember the dimensions? You didn't see that, did you?

"" "Forget it! Erase it from memory! But I'll give you the money, I'll give you the armor!

"You can't make it if you forget it! Well, Maido. Bye."

Well, let's go back to your room. It seems like the number of internal jobs keeps increasing when you say you've come between internal jobs. Five extra armors. Don't make any money.

Close the lid and calculate the exact 3D drawings in your brain, even the armor you're handing over is pretty good stuff, but you'll want your girlfriend to wear some safe armor. The wedding celebration for the Mochas is armor for the Macho sisters, and the wedding celebration for the Macho sisters would be good with a dress and personal clothes. Yeah, I'm sure the Mojas will come yelling at me when I make it all the way to underwear, and it would be fine without it because it's discrimination in underwear that only the Mojas can see.

Above all, the armor of the supplies is a diversion of the prototype, so I'm not misthrilled, well those sisters are a beating type, I know you've learned how to fight focussed on dodging under the guidance of the Mogadishu, but the moves you wear won't be fixed immediately...... yeah, I know better because I'm struggling with that right now, can it be heavy or thick armor until I get used to it?

"But both the chairman of the armor committee and your dancing daughter are their own armor, so I always make my daughter's armor that I can't see, touch or rub... after all, without measurements, the accuracy is wasted - well, you wouldn't want me to touch it, would you?

(Poyo poyo)

It was large, but its appearance was a supple body reminiscent of a wild beast, a forged out body covered in muscles, but flexible and tight limbs. Yeah, did you get annoyed about something?

They were sisters with beautiful, wild breasts and big faces, but also noble ladies and elegance...

"Let's support Mr. Good Flag, absolutely! Jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous. Totally unequal societies in different worlds don't just flag her as one boy high school student. It's absolutely discriminatory to flag a concubine in W - I guess I'll have to move the Boys' High School Rights Violation Commission to kidnap her by saying it's an invitation already?"

(Pom pom)

The armor is like this, and after that, it will be good to adjust after they arrive.

"I'd like to get all my weapons together, but I've never seen you fight before - well, if it's about a sword and a shield, you can tell it by its height and shape."

But the artwork is in the way, would it have been overmade? The paintings are big and disturbing, but the stone statues are too small and narrow. What else do you care? The vases and plates are out of the way and I'll store them already. San Pietro's Pieta was big and overbuilt, can it sell this big? Bad, huh?

Now this evening, sailors (se-lar) walk down the hallway thinking about what to wear and attack, and what to wear and attack, signs that they are creating a stylish minisca costume and a new Mr. Cheagar...

The two flying shadows (mini-china) that jump at the same time as the door opens are channelled with "entanglement" to play and replace the body but fast!

If caught, it ends, playing like a spiral wrapped in a body surgery that produces force and flushes force with a twist and twist called entanglement (epilepsy). As its name suggests, Tae Chi is the first technique of controlling (controlling) all the forces of one's body by collecting and matching not only the forces but also the movements of the whole body by drawing a bundle of threads (lines) of forces from toe to fist that wrap around the threads that are twisted and bound together.

Dance The spiral movement worn by your daughter's dance combines with the spiral of Tai Chi, the ultimate physical skill involving magic and magic due to the magic entanglement of Tai Chi technology that entails the power of the whole body! Yeah, two labyrinth royalty opponents can't, not even one! Even the extreme opponent is too gay before the ultimate in physical skill, so he twists the trunk, draws a spiral with his limbs, draws a circle with the circular heart of his body and twists of his hands and feet, weaves a spiral, and attacks.

Quietly flowing rivers become static and their mass is enormous, penetrating stubborn rocks and shredding the earth. Exquisite techniques combine the vast flow of power to match the entire body. The extremes of the flexible phase are currently being pinched and drawn to bed. Yeah, you're gonna capture an incapable spiral motion with a spiral motion, aren't you? Because you can't?

"Hey, wait! Or my turn! Didn't you see my turn somewhere? You haven't seen it lately, have you, my turn? Where have you been ~? Fast, when did you get your gear... Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Oh, my God, did I suddenly get extreme? But I wonder who the labyrinth emperor will become even more extreme even though he's the ultimate? 'Cause martial arts are powerless. Boys in high school have been drilled for a long time to fight strong forces, but if the labyrinth emperor extremes martial arts first, the powerless or weak boys in high school don't even have the skills to fight them, and they're very pathetic, right? Yeah, you didn't hear... ugh! Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. (Gackles)"

............ It seems that a powerful spiral force (grind) has been extremed, the labyrinth emperor, already wrapped in Qigong, has outgrown even the "horny" smelled in room surgery, and vice versa, without even the art of stopping the storm of abuse of counter-attacks. The consolidated and immortal 1UP mushroom of the boyhood high school concept was eaten and chewed whether 1 UP or 1 UP, and the fear of extinction caused by the indiscriminate capture of 1UP mushrooms was a concern and an observation! Yeah, I can't do it anymore. (Pathan)