Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 161 Early Morning Border Omui City Inn White Weird

Touchy's morning is early. It restrains the sleeping beauties for a moment before they are sooner and sooner distracted, causing the wake-up counterattack to wind loosely as they slip through the latent "Kuku," all tangled together at once, bringing them into their sleeping moves, and the screaming that doesn't stop with the start of a hard refreshing day with Pa Pa. Yeah, it's revenge, isn't it?

"Last night, it sounded like a nice romantic overflow when I said," Doki ♥ Waku ♥ Live Late Night Prowl on Bed with Four Bikini Beauties , "but I was a doomed pussy! Yeah, I would have been hit if I'd seen it!?"

Seriously, if you suddenly lost your body in a flesh-and-bomb battle with a beautiful bikini woman and didn't dodge it, it was tightened from the power bomb of the foursome (Four Platons) to the sleeping (ground) hi-reg bikini and the low rise bikini from left to right to the arm wrinkle reverse cross, with the foursome stiffening of the legs of the triangle bikini and the foursome stiffening of the neck of the string bikini.

And true fear is a dangerous offensive attack with empty hands and legs ruffled with a ikenai prank, erotic feelings are nice to look at but a living hell of a death match, revenge because the labor standards law was also a forced labor four-wheel alternating bikini hell for a titty harsh elephant after an abusive incident in which poor elephants are stirred up!

The power of the sexual emperor is enhanced by the reign of magic and skills, and then the fully-equipped demon-wrapped fully armed (full-armor) elephant Mr. Pao Pao boasts invincibility, but he's been stripped of his gear (yeah, he was stripped off when he realized it, right?), sealed with magic (yeah, I'd have been prome if I'd seen it, wouldn't I?), moreover, the limbs were restrained (yeah, they fooled me like hell!!) and a battle was waged without mercy and benevolence without remorse while being powerless!

Yeah, your successor daughter's "wisdom of sexual activity" is a horrible move that combines rush strength and weakness, slowly a series of furious attacks from the killing of life and a transformational freedom, plus the extreme fingering and pepper of sexual moves, and while using her whole body with the preference of a sex woman, she rubbed her chest with her legs with a quadrilateral attack and mouth blow, and she was ravaged and devastated until the elephant was devastated by the high intensity of the frenzy, and suffered a disastrous defeat!

"Yeah, he threw a beach ball at me saying 'eh ♥' or something in a bikini, and the minute he received it, super low altitude tackle is a trap to boys high school! That can't be avoided by boys in high school with dreams and romance!! Okay, then it's war (Creek). It's not a small group in a social group (Creek), it's not a detachment (Creek), it's not a faction (Creek), it's not a vertex set of graph theory (Creek), it's a cove (Creek) in Ura (Ulla) or the Sea of Entrance (Ilami), it's a war (Creek) that seems to have a causal relationship with the Indian tribe's Creek tribe living in the southeast of the United States, it's not Golf's No. 5 Wood (Creek), it's not Belgian Fruit Beer Creek, but it's a war (Creek) that seems to have a causal relationship with the paranoid (Freak). Trouble?

"" "" Hino, Gyu... uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu "" "" "

That was already stroking, rubbing, shaking, licking, shivering, pinching, pinching, picking and blaming me! Because last night was against the rule, because sleeping (ground) matches with four wet bikini beauties in oil all over my body are cunning, wet and pleasant, but I can't grasp them, so I'm cowardly!!

I need you to help me with the numerical disadvantage with the tight mausoleum of the infinite chain of Mr. Hud and the love of Mr. Bazi (Shitokai), the feather caress and sweating (Ryukanbu) of Mr. Koka in the wind rage, and if you don't suppress the tentacles additionally, the counterattack sucks! Yeah, boys in high school are very hard old when they're surrounded by bikini beauties, aren't they?

"But even though Mr. Bazi's love of licking calves is an analogy to how a cow licks a calf when it comes to a cow's child, parent-child love is pathetic to a cow anyway, isn't it? Yeah, even Noko-san licks, right? And a lizard?

"" "" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "" "" "" "

"Well, if you think about it, I can't even say that Mr. Coca caresses his delicate and obstinate wings, which means he wraps them with wings and warms them up. I can't even tell why he's benevolent, but he's supposed to caress them and they're wings? Well, what's a chicken?

"Then I think it's okay for you to say that even Mr. Hud bends over to represent a long line of metaphorical snakes, or the way Mr. Snake twists and twists and twists and twists and twists and twists and twists and twists and twists." Yeah, it's a snake?

"" "Yes, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." "

Yeah, sounds good? It was hard to describe inside, and the elephant was also an admirable heartbeat and a hectic hot battle that was nice inside and very great. Yeah, it doesn't work even if it's sudden? All right, let's try to be more protrusive! Boys High School Upset (Maximum Quake)!!

"" "" Ghaaaaaa! "[sic]" [sic] "[sic]" [sic] "[sic]

Yeah, I'm sure the octopus is in a critical state of life after this. Computing from the magnificent fracture of your face and the intensity and periodicity of the cramps, Wisdom's guess also seems to predict hyper-hot ocho supercomet Artemit Pump Pump Round Explosion as much as training (bogus) and half-kill (cute) plus just a few screams (hearts) cumulative! Yeah, it's hard to imagine, but there's no chance of survival at a time when half a kill is enough!?

To the tired girls down the stairs, the almost overworked, dead elf-made girl?

"Say good morning or tired? Yeah, it's nice to have a" white night "direct translation of Nuit Blanche's sleepless night on your face, but it just means all night, right?

"" "" Good morning, I slept properly! We've lost consciousness and become extinct!! ""

(I thought I was gonna die, Mr. Rafflesia powered me up again!) (Don't shout out loud, the aftertaste is still... no vibration) (((Huh, that was awesome...)) (Don't soak up, you'll remember!

Something air is suspicious, so I exchange a morning greeting with Mr. Rafflesia, who was lived by a magic cannon (kabin) in the corner of the dining room. I tried my best in the Elf Forest, and I picked up "Vibrant Water ViT, DeX 30% Up [dedicated to plant-based demons that will boost vitality and help grow evolution]" in the labyrinth that my brothers who I've shared would still be excited, but the color luster I saw seems to be feeling better too? Yeah, I gave plenty to the "Rafflesia flower" on the main body, so I guess the effect is ripped off too.

When it was too late to complete the review and preview to revenge after revenge, breakfast was ready at the inn. It's nostalgic stew and bread, but unlike when I first came here, there's plenty of meat and plenty of spices used, and the bread is white and soft. Yeah, I used to be bee and hard, I never thought there'd be stews to soften the bread!

"" "Here you go," "Yao-kun, sell the jam!" "Uh, I'm a" "blueberry, please!" "Mr. Cherry Jam, please." "The apricot jam before this was delicious, it's gone." "Me, chestnut bun..." "That's because it's not jam!!" "

I made some money for breakfast, but the stock of jam was sold, and I bought a lot of unspoiled fruit for a cheap price. It's a hidden hit product that can be stored for a long time. Also, the sugar's gonna suck, right?

Looking around, it looks like Alchemy doesn't have a daughter, so I guess I'm going home and researching it. If magic cannon measures are studied, the damage to the army will be reduced, but only in order. Because there were more magic props in the bordering city, a lot of people used them, and everyone seemed to use them conveniently and importantly.

That's what the alchemist wanted, and that's what the sex old man wanted, so the research of such a useless cannon is in order. You don't have to build anything to kill people because they can create something that makes them happy, just something that makes them happy and something that protects them. Yeah, you don't have to bother to research and develop weapons, but you're from a drilled and exhausted world, right? Yeah, chemical weapons are enough to destroy the world... like that vinegar or something?

Well-developed science and technology is indistinguishable from magic. That leaves only technical problems and limitations, but when there really is magic added to it, it becomes something beyond magic. That's all we have to be vigilant about, but other than that, we'll figure it out. If it's just magic, it's less amazing, if it's just science, it's knowledge, unless it can be combined, it shouldn't be that scary.

And only the defense problem of magic cannons remains, but that leaves another major problem in the other world. Yes, that's the scary gatekeeper problem in the other world!

"Normally, I don't think I can bring in such a giant cannon, but the gatekeeper at the border lets me through the labyrinth emperor all the way through, or the demons pass by with a huge bunch of tits. Normally, they let me through? Yeah, I'm worried you'll notice the cannon?

"" "Well, you didn't have that idea!!" "

The bustling city - he finished his meal and fled the inn to escape, but the old man from the weapons store hasn't returned yet. Many shops are flourishing, in a sense shops all over the city are the sister shops of grocery stores, and grocery stores are in the state of head office and inquiry stores, but they have different purchasing routes and different characteristics. So everyone looks happy looking for digs, looking for new stuff and worrying.

If you're poor, you can't buy it, if you're not bought, you can't be made. So the minimum product required was sold without any kind, and all of that was nevertheless created with sincere care and diligence with crude ingredients. So it develops, it doesn't get obsolete, the technology was drilled, so with materials and tools, it leaps. And if there are more craftsmen, there will be more ideas, and the technology will be incisive with trials and errors, competing for better objects. Yeah, plain enough, household goods have things to keep an eye on.

Mine is only knowledge, because I know its finished form (Mirai), so I am simply commercializing schematics (outlines), a fake technology that won't ultimately be won by technology. So it's an inside job, something different from a real craftsman.

"Yeah, this is a good chair, shall we buy it?

(Poyo poyo)

Design is well known as knowledge, and with Mr. Wisdom, strength calculation, durability and cost (cost) can be reproduced with the highest efficiency, but there is no accumulation of experience. This sitting comfort is a genuine knowledge that I have tried and experienced. It's not just sturdy, it's the softness characteristic of the material that makes use of it and it's not a number. It's the body feeling that is the finest. So there's just a style of functional beauty in the chair, I want it, but the problem is that I don't have any business sitting in the chair at all.

"Yeah, the question is, are you mostly standing or are you falling asleep and fighting? You don't seem to have time to sit down?

(Pulp)

Yes, I've made a lot of chairs in the cave and I've hardly ever sat... because when I'm on the inside job, I'm a Wallace "Agura" on the floor, and when I sit in bed, I fight or sleep, what high school boy?