Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 189 Night Inn White Weird

The report is full of futile paranoia and there is no sensible contrivance, and I cannot read any consistent intention at all. I mean, they still have no sign of the empire moving. Because it's dangerous, I'm trying to keep my tail daughters from entering deeply, but they're sending this messenger to the Imperial Empire in pieces, but they say all the claims are disjointed and completely inconsistent. That's no sign that a true empire is moving, that's why it's not even linked. Hard to read, huh?

"Well, if you're coming directly -... that's not believing around, I guess the surrounding self-proclaimed empire is about a disposable wall?

Well, you're pushing that wall out, so it's just an invasion. It's just that it's the neighboring countries that are moving, and I can't see them hanging in the middle of it. But there must be only a darkness, and it would be the Patriarchate or the Merchant who would be at risk of assassination. We tow to the kingdom in negotiations, and I wonder if the elves and the beasts ignore it... if we're going for it, it should be confusion and disobedience. Well, it's all safe, but was there a VIP assassination? Yeah, we all got together on something and it seemed like a free man, didn't it?

"I'm trying not to let my delicatessen grandma leave my delicatessen sister, and the fierce old men of the diocese have brought home a selection of beasts and a selection of Elves? Yeah, we should spare it with this. The lack of movement so far is the answer… I don't move myself, and I don't move important pawns, if I do, disposable? Yeah - the kind that leaves elixirs at the end!?"

It's hard to read the hands of someone who doesn't think at all with you, because you don't see why it makes sense to leave an elixir behind? I don't know what you're thinking... there's nothing harder to read than a lack of common sense. Trouble? But what we're doing is close, so action can only be approximated or conflicting. 0 or 100, ON and OFF, people are chess and the ground is Beecher.

"But you're tough not to even point to walking, are you? Yeah, even if they flip you in reverse, are you still Beecher... Yeah, this one's good with a thousand hands. If we hold back the distribution of demonic stones, we can take the economy, and if we can contain the labyrinth, there's no profit over there? If force is glued, it's delicious and you can't lose it... then it's supposed to be a handful, why don't you move it? Stiff?"

It's a nasty opponent, but it's easy to do. This type of hand gathers the strongest and does not use it, it is kept warm and on hand to solidify. So it's hard to attack but easy to sharpen, the result is that the plate surface is completely replaced, and a lot of people should already be jilli poor if they keep it even if they pull back, but they still don't even show signs of moving.

"No -... I can read in my hand, but I have no idea what that means. If you're going to kill it, it's a merchant country, the economy shouldn't hurt if you can't take it just to confuse it, and if you don't just take the economy, it should be painful? What are you doing, man? Why do you bury all the old men without hanging anything on your capture device, beautiful woman assassin!? That's a massive operation to sink a float dombra with an old man!? With an aging odor!!"

Yeah, if we get this far, it's definitely a honey trap on me. What do you think Mr. Boys High School is working so hard for, an empire you can't use at all!

Because... if you can't take it, you better get it crushed, and if you want to confuse it first, the merchant and the patriarchate. And if we can't pull through, we should assassinate him. It's supposed to be better than this even if it's already too late.

"Yeah, Miss Beauty Assassin, don't send it here. When are you sending it! Waiting for you now!!"

I am taking a bath in the hot water pool until Mr. Slime and there is no gavel. I miss you a lot!

"Well, I can't take this title as long as I'm surprised at the amount of internal hikikomori busy talking to myself!!"

Now we have all the Fox Clan's gear (Introduction to the Labyrinth). If we update this with the current (Labyrinth Experience Edition), we can afford the upper management, and just in case (Labyrinth Novice Edition) is available. And Mr. Fox Clan should also be compatible with the weapon gear on the perimeter that passes through the magic, so this will expand the all-round power of the Zhongguan at once.

"Is that gold and silver fox girl combo special after all? It's already M.K., so we'd better redesign it, right? Yeah, the power of my abilities, but the patience of my posture is something else!!"

The magic and control of Kyou Tail are twisted together, and if you distract yourself, the tentacles that are going to run wild will twist the fine thread, spin and knit to produce the order's underwear. - You think it's permissible for Ota to beat them to death with a Rickenbacker while pursuing a case of abuse of a high school boy without her?

"Yeah, why are all the Neeso and shorts striped...... you totally read through to taste, orientation and thought!? string in low rise...... this is good stuff! Yeah, I have to deliver the labyrinth emperors' too!!"

(Poyo poyo)

Welcome home, Mr. Slime. Whether the late night boys' high school screams are spooky when you say you're home, annoyed by the absence of those labyrinth royals, or noisy indoor professional wrestling brawls again, your stay can be an orphanage. Well, being back means the girls are having a bathed sorority, and it's time to be vigilant.

"Well, I can't tell Mr. Slime's viscose structural area, but if it's indeed the body, it's possible to interpret that the water color x white striped bread isn't wrong either, but if it's the head, there's going to be a dangerous case that's going to change the treatment from viscous to perverse, right?

(Pulp)

"No, you can't wear it all together if you can get it going, can you? Yeah, the boys in high school wearing Otas' girlfriends' pants on their heads have been fatally damaged by their liking and tragically damaged by their grief, haven't they?

(Poyo poyo!)

Hi, Mr. Slime doesn't seem to know the truthfulness of the boys' high school preferences, their hunches and their heartbreaks. Yeah, if I was expecting something because Morningstar hasn't poured in lately, I'd be worried, wouldn't I?

No sign of him, but he's rocking the polar realm! You got new gear!?

"" What is a battle? Suddenly (I) don't want to wait, no longer (I) want to scratch (I) mausoleum, I sink (I) and knock it down! ""

"I thought it was a new piece of equipment, it was a new interpretation!? Yeah, I think I put so much deep meaning into that greeting!? Awesome, different world languages!?"

Unlike the signs, the complete spatial grasp is narrow in scope, which equals nothing if at the speed of the Labyrinth Emperors. In an instant, the indoors are saturated with magic, counterbalanced and offset by chaos and madness. And the distance disappears, in the melee zone (cross-range)!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't be afraid, Crafts Department. Daughters and Garments Department. Daughters craftsman's moves!?" "" "" Prepare (you), surrounded (ho), when you move (u)... I will (sh)! "" "

Vibrant beauty smiles miserably, unbeatable by the ravishing sumptuous beauty of a dancing costume. Indian ethnic costumes are famous and common for Sally, but Gargra Chory is also a traditional costume for women, and the upper body is a combination of inner chory with a brightly designed skirt gargra underneath which is so short that the stomach can be seen all round, in various forms… this is an embroidered dress worn during the celebration. Maniac!?

"What the hell are you going to do if you can't move even if you move because of the siege restraint?" 18 boys in high school have no doubt about it, and raw skin is showing off in a romantic manner! Glossy!! "

Attracted by a thinly bracketed stomach, the legs are cleverly hidden in a luxuriously embroidered flared long skirt (gargra). In addition, Cholie dances with Poyong Poyong, an enchanting dance that is militant and a special attack (bump) fantasy.

Hands and hands touch and bounce each other, legs cross and stagger, tentacles of restraint sprinkle to magic and gleam pale and rough. Martial arts with no mercy for fantasy dancing, martial arts with fantasy and munchkin pudding! We sink into time accelerating to drown in the hyperinflation of beauty and stare at each other in a pale world of time where distortion delays...... yeah, my eyes are serious!

Taking away moments of concentration in Shura's room. Yeah, I don't have time for that, I'm selflessly obsessed with being below the detection tolerance limit and equating to nothing when it's nice to always feel painful in the middle of the night for boys high school at full strength!

[The never-ending late-night ball around - and then the sex emperor said he was deliciously toured around]