Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 210 Morning Border City of Omui Adventurer Guild

And the time for battle has come. No relaxation, no fluid surgery, no qigong, all of which is breathing. It is weakness and relaxation that interact exhalation and blood flow, allowing forces to circle the body and make it inherent. Strength "Relax" and circle your strength, just exhale deeply and deeply.

"No, so if I have to say it before I say it, it is the immutable revelation that counteracts the rather than being left out of today's information society that should be mentioned in the posting situation of bulletin boards that are totally and frantically different from every centimeter, and what the hell does a bulletin board that does not make it a microscopic rather than a verbal action exist permanently and immutably?!?"

"That's why I say that the skirt length of the guild's uniform, which is shorter every time it is renewed first and foremost, than the criminal issue of the message board revelation, and the revelatory question of the message board celebration, is the only one that should be convicted in a criminal case!

The latest model commissioned by the chairman of the committee is still full of problems in terms of endurance performance, but it can be a new receptionist uniform that specializes in the mobility of the absolute area instead of sacrificing the range of motion around the abdomen, back and shoulders, with a total balance of more than heavy armor in a temporary and interpersonal battle considering assassinations and ambushes. Yeah, the one the chairman of the committee was wearing seems absolutely nasty, and the chairman of the committee who was listening to that was depressed and hard, huh?

"No, it's an absolutely universal bulletin board, which is why I've tried to align my uniform with my absolute realm thighs, and I've tried to describe in skirt lengths the shallowness of not understanding this deep meaning? Yeah, and you're wearing it complaining?

"When I say I don't like uniforms round my shoulders, stomach, back and thighs, I'm saying why my knee stockings are longer without my skirt getting longer! I don't even have to ask you what the hell you think the Adventurer Guild reception business is. I know from a wearable glance, but who is going to look at cancer with all the fuss in the Adventurer Guild?!? Sissy!!"

"Hey, Sissy, this is a common uniform for a new prototype, but it's probably more advantageous to move and react faster than armor if it's a short-term showdown interpersonal fight? And the Great Hall's making money, so I'm sure the guild's gonna make money, too, huh?

The Church, which spit out the accumulated wealth of the Old Church and rescued it not only to the Church, but also to the kingdom of the Beasts and the Elves, has now grown cold and poor, seems to be a fuss that the Church and Mr. Sister are not enough for a thousand years of prosperous, doubly faithful and commercially prosperous filling, isn't it?

"So what the hell do you think of churches and adventurer guilds! Why do you think it's a profession where church nuns Sister and adventurer guild receptionists fly full of twists and make money!!"

"No, because I can only answer that even though I've never been accepted, I haven't been named a receptionist, so in honor of the bulletin board pointing to the universality of the absolute immutable realm, I'm getting both pretentious and extra and very popular revelations with absolute realm thighness on the dew, right? Yeah, from Grandpa Chira Michi?

"Even though I'm not an adventurer, the problem is that I'm in the Adventurer Guild every day, because it's the receptionist who gets the right request from the adventurer, and I'm careful who's making noise on the bulletin board completely independent of the reception! And that grandpa is the pope, isn't he?!?"

"Yeah, then if you stick out this completely unchanged, worthless bulletin board, don't throw a twist, the universality will collapse, and I might even stick out a lucrative job, right? Yeah, he wants to see it and Grandpa's on his way to the border again... how are you?

Yeah, considering you're a proper grown-up sister, I dare you to try to make it a knee stocking, not a Neeso, but what made you unhappy?

"No, I buy all the new stockings every time at the grocery store, even if they're jito, right? Ha, the knee net tights were good!?" "I'm not saying it's a stocking issue, I'm saying don't make the skirt length shorter and shorter! There are more and more twists piled up wondering why you put the boxes, but that's definitely what you're after already!?" "Hey, some grandpa from Flirty Saw said there would be too many believers if you didn't prepare a box that says no touching properly? Yeah, it's handmade by Grandpa Chira, isn't it?" "This is handmade by the Pope!? I mean, what are you doing to His Holiness the Pope!!" "No, I was here to buy netted tights before this, but I just bought a hi-reg swimsuit and played with it in the pool and went home? Yeah, and Rosario talks about the importance of the golden ratio to the valley of his chest, and all Mr. Sister's minutes are all custom-made and the housekeeper is having a lot of difficulty... yeah, I dare you to weigh it down and the emphasis of the valley is what he was talking about mysteriously and enthusiastically?" "Is that new rosary also arriving at the grocery store?" "Yeah, it's a new mould that connects demon stones with black gold hardware, and now it's accompanied by a letter of recommendation (in my personal opinion) from Grandpa Chirami, what a 9,980 ele?" "I remember a bit of an emergency," "" Don't remind me! Get to work! I'm busy! It's a long time! Don't go shopping to mention it!! ""

The hall of the guild, which seems narrow with more people and more receptionist sisters. There's no shadow of my first visit already, or I don't even have the prototype for my first visit today? Yeah, there's too many old men, so why don't we stretch some more in the back?

"So I'm telling you not to expand your guild on your own every time, right?!? Every time you get more lost and it's tough, but last time, the guild leader couldn't find it for three days and it's tough to accumulate work!!" "No, I said the top room, so you left it inside the tower?" "I was fainting in a giant bell, so I delayed my discovery!" "No, there is a lesson in weak and forceful architecture that says that only buildings adapted to the environment and needs survive, and that buildings that don't grow are just buildings that are disintegrating, a disintegrating, disintegrating development. Evolution, so, more or less, orphans grow up fast, right?" "Then why does the skirt only get shorter!" "Hey, that's not the shorter skirt length, it's the biggest change in absolute realm, the" Revolution "expansion growth! Yeah, maybe Mr. Thigh grew up?" "Hey, what, I'm not growing up! So what makes a building grow!" "No, what's normal and shapely over there was always remodeling," remodeling, "" transforming, "and variable" movement "into fortress form, right?

I don't even know city design. It doesn't seem to convey the idea that architecture is alive in different worlds, it's hard to engage in conversation, but it's oco, pump, gytto. It's an absolute realm addition, and that sounds like a delicacy where the concurrent chairmanship of the pump reception committee is whispered with a pretty stunning pump! Yeah, I've only seen you at reception, haven't I?

"A fortress..." "No, don't believe me. Because there was no building to be transformed into a fortress." "No, because the consulate" We "is suspicious, right?" "" Yeah, the consulate "is somehow!?" "No, the float dombra looks like a fortress ship" "" Yeah, what the hell are you going to fight in a different world!! "" But... as always, it's long ~? The skirt is short ~? "" Uh... disaster "That, can I leave it?" "" "No! Please, take it home!!" "" Ha-ha-ha... General, collect the sex emperor! "" "Ha-ha-ha..." "Hey, that's why I'm not Mr. Nooko, so there's no meatballs to resist even when I'm picked and pulled over... Oh, if the meatballs" Poop "is full... Grrrr!" (Poyopoyo) (Gaga?

Yeah, the girls' long story "Mixed Up" seems to be over, but if I waited a long time with my neck, I'd have been threatened with the extinction of the Sheikh Boys High School due to a crisis that seemed to stretch my neck - and they'd take me with my neck stuck like this! Yeah, while complaining about unfair treatment with your adorable eyes, why don't we put on some muko-ear kachusha, too? Looks like it?