Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 105 Dynasty Palace

Last night, the Alpine witch ravaged me with WDIandre, and when I realized I remained an irresistible boy high school student, I took my gear, pushed me around the Alps, and it was a sinking! Mountains are horrible, you threaten to have four!

Thanks for coming with the new one. It's a weakness that I get stiff (freeze) while watching cancer with Luo Shen-Eye while I'm not ready for my mind, but when you two as a servant stick around, I make it, right?

They've been in the design with the bitches lately, and when they see a smile that looks fun, it makes them sweet, and they want to see faces that are happy to be done... and they attack them with love and fascination, don't they? For once, it may be nominally a service of gratitude, but the content may be the same as a service of vengeance. That's horny, huh?

"" Ahhhhh... Higgu, pi, ahhh! Ah-ha-ha... ah-ha-ha!

Tentacles softening up like giddy ropes, with lustrous whispers of wood spirits in the Alps. The myriad tentacles that eat deeper into the skin and bind and restrain it, the red mucosal rope covers the body and repeats slight agitation as it eats all over the body, as it sloppily crawls over the skin, strapping and restraining the shoulders and arms, from the foot to the thigh.

Gradually tightens the delicate complexion, which is worked out but white and fine, and slowly crawls through the body. Underneath it, amber limbs become stuffy and cramped so that they are crushed by white flesh. Drop the mucus secreted from the tentacles and twitch and cry against the spines of the tentacles that crawl so that the two bound flesh overlap and caress each other tightly and deprive them of their limb freedom. Come on, boys, it's high school!

Yeah, vengeance is sweet and perfect. Flesh is "regenerated" complete and rigid to bounce on tentacle ramblings that are repeated many times without, and stuffy and crazy again if you fall without force. Screaming and crying with the tremor of pleasure with a tranced face that is the opposite of suffering and pain, squeezing tangled flesh into every corner of the wound body without escape, sobbing with a sweet voice as it moaned the whole body.

Drop a wet tongue from your lips, wide open to the feeling of being caressed all over you simultaneously, and from the outside, tremble your skin as you tie it up and jump your hips like crazy as you cramp your body over and over again to stimulate vibrations from the inside, those eyes as wide open and loose as you lose light from your pupils and sloppily open as you laugh. From your lips, the mucus and saliva of your tentacles intersect and cloudy fluid leak out of each other.

Madly crying at intolerable stimuli from inside and outside the flesh as the entire body is mucused on the tentacles crawling around the limbs, the two bodies are lustrously intertwined so that they can be stuffy and stuffy.

The shaken beauty relaxes as if it were sweet and paralyzed, and continues to shake the glossy limbs.

Yeah, there's one conclusion to be drawn from accumulated experience from the past! Don't get mad, this is an octopus pattern. After all, it seems that the skills beyond the walls have worked a little hard to become LV25, which is pretty bad. The eyes moistened and swayed by those tears will already turn into tear-eyed octopuses. Yeah, let's run!

"So we leave for the Beast Nation as soon as we're ready? Or do you have to pick up the Otas, too? Well, I'm sure as soon as I hire about ten Chemomi Daughter toddlers and put them in squirt clothes and put them away I can capture them... what should I do with my tail!?"

"" "You don't have to worry about your tail or your toddler girl! Sure, it's going to show up soon, but that's not going to happen!

Beast Man. This or this is a trap the moment you deposit your writ from King Chara! Come on, it's Mr. Black Goat! He's an old man with a black goat horn.

"I am serving as ambassador to the Kingdom of the Republic of Gamelain, my name is Leiter of the Goat Nation. Thank you for purchasing a large quantity of ingredients from the Beast Man Domestic." Soy sauce (soy sauce) from the land of the beasts "can now be sold in Wangdu with a reputation. It is an inexorable pleasure to see your country's dishes and seasonings praised and sought after, thank you."

"Uh, when Mr. Letter (Letter) becomes an ambassador to eat without reading, the letter disappears and he's hungry, but diplomacy doesn't suck? I was impressed by the novel excuse that I couldn't even eat it because I couldn't read it at the time I soy sauced it without reading your letter, but a diplomat would eat it on a boulder? No, out of the blue. Actually, think about the possibility that it might be delicious on a connotation...... Moga Moga Moga Moga Moga, Moga Moga Mogger, Moganer! ……

"I beg your pardon, Ambassador Leiter, for my part... call me chairman of the committee... so... I will get through... that's all I have to say... Ha! I'm sorry, uh, of the Beast Nation... thank you for letting me show you to the Republic of Gamelane, I'm afraid you invited me. Thank you very much."

I don't know why, it's always been strange, but blindfold chairman Combine, who has no blindfold ability, is exquisitely clever at blocking your mouth even though you can't hide your eyes. Why can't this ability be used for blindfolding? How am I supposed to try to open my lid? Yeah, with his mouth blocked, diplomatic negotiations climbed up the reef, and the chairman of the committee remains a little unknown on the reef, and it's a halla show at the fold?

"Ooh. This is a matter of courtesy, Mr President of the Commission. We know the noble name of the brunette princess, who is so high in rumors, and there is nothing more beautiful than rumours, the style of the mighty, even the flood of the labyrinth (stampede), the valiant name of the royal name that has slashed and lay low in the kingdom of the beast. Please, just with Leiter, it's an honor to meet you!

Beautiful opponents are a lot more polite, the words were polite to me, but I even show respect to the President of the Commission. Well, since you are a strong, beautiful and triple-clapped chairman of the committee, you will naturally be in awe. It's just that for some reason, it's so creepy to the Mogadishu? Are you feeling an animal sequence, Mr. Black Goat frightened by the beast?

Mr. Black Goat's opponent leaves to the Meri fathers, he rolled up the money from Lerolero's old man and his nostalgia was warm, he has no business in the king's capital anymore, he has disposed of the troubled demon sword that he can't do, and let's go out. As if we were celebrating the exit, the little birds were waiting for you. Your horse seems to have been doing too well.

And to the end, King Chara boasts of showing off his three wives outside the gate, yet he can't go back to captivity and kill them. Shit, I should have incorporated a vibration-breaking feature into the massage throne! Jealous!

The lead vehicle seems to be a political story or something, so when I came running away, Car 2 was a cultural ministry group. Five people who suffer in the most different worlds, who have even been deprived in a way of fun, have recently changed their character, but they are originally lovely and intrepid hobbyists.

Especially in the art department. My daughter was famous in the world of painting and had the talent to be expected of the future. That's the curse that JOB correction made it impossible to paint ingeniously. It's called inverse correction, even though all the talents she was born with, trained techniques and learned techniques are intact, but she can't paint ingeniously. The cooking department where the food was no longer delicious, the crafts department where sewing didn't go cleverly, the clothing department where the clothes couldn't be made beautifully, my daughter, and the librarian who came to a world where she had the momentum to read through all the literature but had no books.

"Even if it's reverse corrected, I still do it, guys? Well, you don't have to be a librarian. If you write it yourself already!? You can pak all you want, if you write" my brother is Kobo "or something, you won't find out about it in another world? were you worried about the owner's safety? Gazigazi? If it's a" mushroom tale "or something...... you don't like it in real life? Most of the time," Death's Dance Daughter "was an exit way through the labyrinth? Uh... Welcome home? You're not going to sell." Young waitress troubles "is all about stupidity and looks like a wuss! Mm-hmm." Little House in the Great Labyrinth "... Yeah, the Labyrinth Emperor, huh? What is that literature that suits different worlds!? I don't want to read" King Chara "because I was shown King Chara earlier on! It was" 20JK Drift "or some kind of documentary!? Well, you want to write it?

"I won't write, I can't do this world without starting with a fairy tale in the first place. I don't like books, so I like information. I didn't hate stories, but you don't have to bother to read them. You're experiencing stories of adventure in the middle of nowhere, right?

You're not gonna write - I want to read a book, you're not even reading "Young Waitress Concern" foolishness anymore, are you? Well, it's going to be an NTR deployment without killing yourself. Yeah, well, if you're a made-to-measure coffee waitress, there's going to be a serialization!

"You write because you want to paint something else? I don't want to be clever, I just want to describe exactly what's inside me, even if I can't draw it cleverly. In the end, I can't compartmentalize and be satisfied with how much I've added... it doesn't matter if they praise me or hold me back. I'm glad you made more paint and paint and brush and brush than that, so I just wanted to paint that thought. I don't care if it's good or not compared to what I can write. Thanks."

The art department. My daughter slaps the palette with a brush so that it overlaps the paint lightly. If you're not dissatisfied with yourself, it's not something that the outfield would say. You don't know how good or bad the painting is anyway? I'm just wondering if you could say some more subject matter or not pick a model? What a bad-eyed man, that sucks?

"Uh, but the three of us have to be good, what kind of supplies? Clothes and rice? But why is it so handy, so skilled, so knowledgeable, but it can be corrected backwards, if you know how it works, you can get out of it... even without magic?"

"" "Well, it's as good as possible. I got the hang of it a lot, and in the beginning... it was terrible!?" "

They taught me how to make clothes and cook and season things, but they were detailed, clever, knowledgeable, experienced, and easy to understand. To say that you can teach others easily is a skilled person who has solid things in him/herself, it is easy to understand because he/she is intellectualized as his/her experience instead of just telling him/her how to make it that he/she remembers... and yet he/she cannot make it.

If I can acquire skills, I may be able to equip them and offset them with reverse correction (penalties), but I have not acquired any production skills. Strongly speaking, the alchemy relationship is more than production, but I am stopping by to fight and grant them. And I'm the only unemployed person who can mix and match multiple effects. Plus all five of them aren't willing to take off their current cheat jobs, they're not willing to give up fighting power... they chose to fight everyone.

"Is technology back to the city level on the border yet?

"Yeah, but technology innovations on the border are fast, huh?

"There was also a new dish out there - even though that was difficult"

"But all the tools you've made are so good!

"Judgment designed for me was amazing."

"I was a brush and paper, but I won't write, I'm a read-only"

As we approached the kingdom of the Beasts, more wild demons came, the signs were less magical and more beastly than the demons on the border. There seem to be many animal types that said wolves, bears and deer, but your horses chased you around and wiped you out, traffic wars are harsh things. Natural demons are cheap with demon stones but leave the material without the bodies disappearing, they may become ingredients, so they are picked up and recovered with tentacles, but they look cheap.

Instead of being paved within the kingdom of the Beast, it is a winding evil path of a bump through the woods, dangerous for a disease to walk through, and it shakes in extension and takes time. And the capital of the kingdom of the beasts is deep and far away... If there is a soy sauce brewery and a shop with miso and bonito handling, there it is good but far to the capital, just go down the path in the forest where small settlements and a few fields dot the woods. Over there.

Well, let's take a break and have lunch.

Cooking dinner while setting the stove on fire and preparing the BBQ, the ladies are also dressed in stone today, not in animal pyjamas. Well, blazer, so it's a uniform, because it's a student's outfit, so I'm not wrong about anything, but the elves, the daughters, the princesses, the daughters, they're all blazers, from Merrimeri to Sister, the daughters... or me and the Mojas are the usual clothes? You didn't ask me anything, did you? We were at school, too, you know? We were classmates. They don't match the men.

He walks out of the carriage and jokes and laughs at his thoughts, but his eyes always look around him with no slight gaps. In a relaxed atmosphere, no fine dust, no alarm, and in less than a second, he can instantly transition to a combat system. … I understand that this is already the battlefield, and when there are enemies who lose everything in a flash of clearance - yes, the BBQ location is around (Position Probable)!

Conversing amicably, but always looking for a more advantageous position than the opponent, the places to put your feet together and restrain each other, every time the meat skewers move, the battlefield changes shape and laughs at each other. A moment of tension is hidden in the face. If you're too close, you don't have enough acceleration distance and it's hard to get to the position you're after, but the battle of the high school girls who take the place with a grin that doesn't give in that doesn't want to throw away the advantage of the front row, too, and hold on to the position with an unusual smile! Only Mr. Armored Committee Chairman and Dance Daughter of the Absolute Strong who are sure to take the skewers from anytime and anywhere can afford it, that is the character of the Labyrinth Emperor.

"It's cooked, it's rice." "Here you go!" "" YO! Shards? "

An ambitious crowd ball towed with subtle stretched arms and shoulders, subdued with stretched legs and wandering at a glaring, fast pace in search of new skewers.

"" "Delicious" "" Enoki rolls are rare! "" Ah, a small one is a grill. "" Ku, I can't get milk on the meat! Puh-huh. "" Hey, that skewer of mine! "" Give it to Arianna and the others properly, "" Come on, I'll take it with my strength! "" Who, took it off my plate -! "" No securing! "" What you put in your mouth is justice. "" The cupboard is empty, you're out of rice! "" The mushrooms are delicious. "

I will burn the grill on poor Meri Father - and the Black Goat Letters - as well as Mogadishu, who are treading and rolling around trying to force him to step in without breaking the control by elbow punching and back fisting.

Ah, I'm going to be trained and become the wife (aunt) of a champion of war (bargain)... no, it's nothing! You didn't say anything, did you? Yeah, don't stare at me because I'm scared, 'cause one day it's inevitable... GUH! Hey, no iron skewers,' cause, and that's Rapier! Are you scared?

Seems like a ban. There's a lot of bans, right?

I tend to lay low in suspicious air, but the flames of desire waver in my eyes, and when I hold my roots with one hand, I gently put my lips on it.

The high school girls, each finger grasping their roots firmly and gently, squeeze their lips white and wet with the movement of their tongues and the way they squeeze their lips, squeezing their lips white and wet toward the smooth tip that soars at the tip of their tongues without having to immediately include and gently overflow white liquid from their open lips and transmit their cheeks.

Yeah, was soft cream such a dangerous thing? Something suspicious about Mr. Mosaic covering the world, you remember seeing that mouth move somewhere? Ready to see (deja vu)? This sight? Well, we're leaving... I feel better not to feed you in public, why not?