Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 112 Morning Capital of the Patriarchate, Aliuka

Ooh, this is the first ceiling I haven't known in a long time, and my unknown ceiling collection goes all the way up, but I don't know the hikikomori. Is it okay to go around the ceiling? And a full body of jito wrapped in intense fluctuations from side to side! Yeah, we did our best, didn't we? Zito stings and hurts, so he strokes his head and then leaves the room to wash his face.

"" You were looking forward to last night (stick)!

Yeah, it was a spectacular "refreshing" night with the madness and rage of a little sealed (for a few days) and the vast power of nesting in my body appeared "hustling" without being able to control "cancer". Yeah, I enjoyed it!

Speaking of which, it was my first time alone with your dancing daughter, and I've been the best jito since I met her at the urchin. Tea extinction, Zito?

"Morning...... why jito! The twins have a different sense of rarity, and they're not, they're bound together, right? Soundproofing, blocking signs, right?

"" I'm an animal man, so it's super sensory, perfect for hearing, smelling, and detecting signs!

He just broke through the junction with a super sensation, he's a fourteen year old twin at JC, but he didn't seem to hang on the R15. Well, the other world seems to marry from about twelve years old, so I guess it's premature, because you think you're about thirty years old and your grandfather and grandmother aren't even around. Sounds painful when you say girls or something after 30 in "Over Here" in different worlds!? Well, over there...... Voice interrupted (can't be coarse)!

I mean, last night was good to see MP depletion and inability to move. Even though MP depletion is peppered and MP depletion, Boys High School infinitely overflowed with accumulated root power Energy was a synergy between tongue and fingers. It was a huge upside down movement. Boys high school ruined (down) offensive reversal. Upside down. Boys high school ingredients were unreservedly empty. Boys high school revival and MP amplification by fairy surgery in the shadows. True high school life rose. Standing up. Fatigue. Fatigue. Fatigue. Daughter dancing. Boys' desire was so exaspirational. Tears. Tears. Tired up. Boys' tiredness. So tiredness. Eat it all. I'm tired. I'm tired of eating. I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired. And when I woke up refreshed in the morning, it was jito, refreshing jito, but tingling hurt?

No, Sex King is vulnerable to abstinence instead of having more energy or infinite recovery? That's like a balloon that keeps swelling up. Yeah, seriously, even though outburst misfire and friendship misfire are dangerous tensions, my patience was the limit because my two friends' middle school students (JC) issues have increased their social preference too much, right? So, because we're finally alone... did we do it? Full of it? I tried my best, didn't I? You're so jittery, aren't you?

"Whoa, are you awake? I'm sorry, but Noon has to serve in the cathedral. Noon has no right to stop, and he's not willing to stop, but he's not just unscrupulous. Although this place is not beautiful and rich... in fact, in the Viper's nest, serpents and vipers are intertwined. The rest of us will bite if we don't think of everything as our enemies, and the Viper is good at finding prey."

"No, I'm just here to scout, so I'm not gonna be impotent or anything, okay? I've been scouting to identify enemy forces, and when I went to see them, there were no more enemies, and I couldn't scout, and there were a lot of them here? If you're free, I can manage to scout the Knights for you, too, can't I?

"Please don't come! I don't want to hear why reconnaissance would be devastating... but don't come because I figured it out last night! If you are a young Knights of Teaching, you will have to work out again. It conveys the sword of the true Knights of the Sacred Guidance, Temple Night, but this old man's new role… The Skull Lord and his ancestors must be the ancestors, the distant ancestors who disobeyed the Church's order that the Maiden of War should be removed from the Temple Night and slandered as traitors while hunting down demons to the border with the goddess of war. Thank you for freeing me from eternal suffering and letting me sleep forever. My ancestors, who followed the maiden of war to the end, were the pride of my family, with pitiful offspring who couldn't even go for flowers. Thanks, you'll never come again!

Let the old man guide you halfway. We'll start scouting Kanko. Scouting Kaiko is important! I can't seem to do an important "Whirlpool" reconnaissance mission for an adult store because I feel like I'm killing myself from behind? It still looks like the Holy City is a Viper's Nest, I guess it's my fault that Viper Boko brings it.

Bazaar, a popular shopping mall like Sacred Capital, where people are busy but products are scarce? Especially since there seems to be a shortage of groceries, so there are a lot of people in the buying, but there is no object and it is crowded and noisy. I thought it was a killer rather than fun because of reason. Even though it was the first time the Beast sisters went out in their personal clothes, they couldn't even let them taste the shopping sameness. In the Holy Capital, they said they had priestly clothes, so they didn't even want to worship God "Jiji", so they went out in their personal clothes.

Just walk around the mall Bazaar on reconnaissance to scout Boko Boko, where the knights and priests of the church dance one after the other, trying to abduct their daughters, beasts, and daughters, and peek into the store to scout Hiya, but there are few things, but no food.

Fun street "Bazaar" reconnaissance operations are being placed in a critical situation where the shopping district "Bazaar" reconnaissance mission of fun shopping and buying and eating is in a predicament! Then we have no choice.

"It's cheap. It's cheap. Okay, it's cheap, so it's botched." I baked it to my liking, didn't I? Like? "Okay, yummy. Okay, but it's boiling, isn't it?

If you're not selling it, why don't you sell it yourself! In the hot sun tree leaking sunshine "hi," I thought she (M) accidentally told me that now she's gone... but I've never met her? Yeah, did you try plain text? All right, I think I'm gonna get a liking!

"Uh, what are you doing? Where's the stall from! I mean, one at a time! It looks delicious."

"Sister, who's out! I mean, I can't stop coveting either, cum, the smell of stock and bonito -!

And the beautiful sisters who cry and eat and hug each other when it's delicious, the gathering of people who watched it buy it all at once. Yeah, it's good for Sakura, I'm serious, but the publicity works great because she's expressive, beautiful and nice buddy.

Within sight, a row of long serpents, a row bent and bent over how long it is, a row that you can't see beyond, mixed and baked at super high speed, painted with sauce and mayo, high-speed mass produced by bonito dancing, "You baked it to your liking, didn't you? Like?" disappears instantly, the beastly boys are selling, but they're busy and short of hands. Still, there are more people (or so), and they can't stand to push each other side by side because they are invited by the scent of delicious food that they have never eaten before and are shown to stick around deliciously. The folk are high because they line up because of this poor food situation, and the folk can tell if they will wait and line up properly. Church officials who occasionally see and interrupt dance, your daughter gets bummed, church officials who come to me to pay for the place "Mimi" and so on get snakes "Hud" and chickens "Koka" suddenly "while" he stacks and falls. Yeah, I'm busy, huh? Don't interrupt me, okay? You're in my place because I'm standing there, aren't you?

After all, the most lucrative economic activity the Church can reasonably make, the Church is forced to collect food for war and fall into a food shortage, so everyone has no food and makes money buying it from me, I have plenty of it because I've picked up the collected food from one end. Yeah, there's an economic cycle going on! A brilliant sales theory is constructed based on the business fundamentals of combining demand and supply beautifully and selling them in places where they can be purchased (free of charge) and sold at high prices. Besides, it's a huge queue of high profits and low costs that minimized the cost of the place. Line up but good, common folk!

And a pile of silver and copper coins, slightly mixed with gold and iron coins. Thousands of pieces were sold out in just one hour, but the shopping district of Bazaar is full of cannibals, so don't worry about racialization! And then I buy around with my profitable money, I don't have much stuff but when I say it's for wheat, I'll deduct the value, I'll deduct the value. So I bought a bunch of adults! But the priests are all bogged down, bitter tea to drink for training is this coffee bean! Damn, these guys got a monopoly!

Taste your first coffee in months while walking, Ku ~ Wuji Roku will die in seven falls for the rest of his life! It's delicious. But the beasts and daughters say they don't want to flatter their faces, and your dancing daughter doesn't like it in one bite... black is delicious, right? Sugar and milk are evil, cult, evil gods, cafe ole worshippers, right?

If it's a map, is the building reasonably splendid? Well, it's a church facility?

When I arrived at the orphanage run by the nanny knight and daughter, the skinny orphans came together with straw and brought a pile of them, "You burned them to your liking, didn't you? Like?" I stare at him like he eats in, finally giving Dean Running Granny a letter from Nanny Knight's daughter keeps me crying and whimpering. Hi Nanny Knight. I give you a letter from my daughter and everyone cries down, but I'm just wondering what vicious content it is, "I'm celebrating you! Like," Yeah, it's eye-catching, huh?

Okay, let's do it. I cut it into the mouths of the orphan children surrounding the herd. "I baked it for your taste. It's a good mushroom formula for digestion. I baked it for your taste, didn't I?" Don't go in, don't go in, don't go in! That's a lot!?

It activates to the infinite demon and sticks it in your mouth like a thousand hands of kannon, but once you eat it, you open your mouth again to a huge crowd of orphans. Is it because you're not nutritious enough not to fly through space like the orphans on the border? Sea plains for orphans and toddlers who flock with their mouths open like bird chicks. Around it you'll be hungry, but I guess you're waiting for the little ones to finish eating. Older orphans.

"Beast man, daughter and sister, will you hand this out to those kids too? Eat harder and harder, and eat harder and harder because it's full of food from the Knights' ladies' knights. You can eat with confidence because the price comes from your nanny knight and daughter, right? All right, turn in the grilled udon! Ta-da and eat, like!!"

"" "Leitesia, is that from your sister? Can I eat a lot? Are you sure?" "

"" "It's delicious, it's so delicious. I've never eaten it before. Thanks." "

It still looks nutritious because not a single orphan is flying in, let's feed him thoroughly. An orphan who doesn't fly is just an orphan, as long as it's lamentable not to use orphan flying hugs (launchers) as a single person for the orphan's sake.

"Thank you, to the children, and to Leitesia... what a thank you, thank you"

A herd of chicks waiting with their mouths open with a sobbing old lady dean, and a grand mess of elders crying and cheeks at orphan lunches handed out over there! Why can't people from other worlds normally eat rice? Eating crying is the demeanor of another world or something? Sounds hard to eat!?

And give the cannibalized elderly orphans how to make an okonomiyaki and the stall "car tone VER to fit the height of the Booty orphan" and an item bag full of ingredients. Let me also hold an item bag for protection, and from tomorrow the orphans will be walking down the street! I'm kind of sick of the road, too, but why don't I always have the money? Also, if you don't go pick it up, picking up all the money is a hassle and a lot of hard work. The royal palace I'm going to now seems to be on my side, but shouldn't I pick up the drop? I mean, it's kind of a hole in a warehouse, isn't it? No body?

Shit, I'm alarmed! Now the number of orphans and grandmothers sniffing around crying has increased and pushed, especially the growing number of nannies! Nannies are always looking for compliments, but Grandma doesn't demand them for healthy boys high school! All right, let's roll up the luxury confectionery filling (chaff) and retreat, whenever and wherever chaff is the basics of anti-orphan measures (Kiri!