Manowa

"Finally, this is the time."

The curtains were opened vigorously and the bowflower was smiling with a bright sunshine.In retrospect, for several years, every year on this day, she was badly beaten.Sometimes you have a fake boyfriend, sometimes you have a fake boyfriend, sometimes you have a fake boyfriend.

Yes, April Fool.

It was a yearly hateful day that taught me how low her INT was.But today's bowflower was different.In analogy, it was a refreshing morning like when I borrowed a couple of my parents' PCs, tablets and friends' smartphones and hit the purchase button of all the devices at the same time, and drew two live tickets to the popular TATUMAKI vineyard from the ticket BOA ( I wonder if I was super angry when I got caught in the office with my identity verification on the live day).

Today, she challenges. Transforms the day when April Fool has been deceived many times.I am determined to turn to the deceiver, not the deceiver this year.

(Fufu, and this is the bait)

"Wow."

What was in front of the bowflower was something that looked like bean wood.It was something like giant, macho bean firewood.

If he knew what he was, he would have said his name was Giganto Mameshiba Spiel.It looked like bean wood had become huge, and spiel meant muscle in Dutch, which was terribly muscular.Although it is unclear why it is Dutch, some mutant species of muscle enhancement are to bear the name Spiel, and wind sounds are now moving to capture this spiritualized main monster and create a muscle monster zoo.

When it comes to why we make such things, there are special circumstances in the Principality of Moyacino where the wind and noise are currently staying.Anyway, the soil quality in this area is poor, and many of the people who grew up with crops from it are poor.That's why the wind convinced the king and created the Muscle Monster Zoo.In other words, it is a hobby of wind and sound.

"Fufufu, it's Nice, Chromal. I think everyone is Giganto Mameshiva Spiel."

"Wow."

Instead of Giganto Mameshiva Spiel, he was disguised as the Summoner of Bow Flowers, Chromal.Although the details are omitted, as a result of Chromal's efforts to somehow realize the slight proposal of the bow flower, it was possible to transform it in an unequal way.

And here's how the Bow Flower works.The moment I caught Chromal disguised as Giganto Mameshiva Spiel, luring the wind, I said, "I'm sorry.She wasn't Giganto Mameshiva Spiel, she was Chromal.It was such a terrifying plan to expose the wind sound to Chomboline with a laugh.What a devilish idea. No one can stop the bowflower.Bow flowers then skip to the living room where the wind sounds, fearing for themselves at the completion of their maneuvers.This is the start of the operation. Failure is unacceptable.

"Wind noise, it's hard."

"Yeah."

"We found the Giganto Mameshiva Spiel you're looking for."

"Yeah."

"Yes, it's a mutant species, so there's only one left."

"Yeah."

"That's why we have to catch him right away."

"Yeah."

"Thank-you friends. Fufu, that's good.This is the better place. Go now before you're gone, for sure. "

Yeah, yeah.

Seeing the wind sound really nodding, the bowflower smiled tightly.

Bow was no longer convinced that the wind sounds had completely fallen apart during his surgery.

It felt clear that the relationship between the predators and the predators had just turned over.

And the bowflower that placed the map on the table hurried along with Chromal to the destination.I bounced my chest and ran fast to retaliate for deceiving me every year in order to declare myself a liar in the wind when I found Chromal ahead of me....



"Mm, it's Kazane. Didn't you go out?"

"Yeah. Why?"

After noon, Ginlai asks about the sound of the wind watching cartoons relaxing in the living room.

"The bow flower said," Wait, the wind is blowing, "and came out happy.I thought you weren't home either. "

"Bow flowers? I've been busy reading before, so I didn't realize."

That said, it was the tower with the cartoons sent from that world that hit the wind lightly.It is a comic book of the cartoon "Jujitsu Seafood" currently in a series of jumpings.It is also said to be a post-wooden sword, and it is an action cartoon that uses jujitsu to find the fingers of Shanghai crabs sealed in old alcohol while acting on the seafood bowl.

Why is there a comic book in the fantasy world?That is a legitimate question, but now is the era when cartoons arrive in other worlds by using the bamboo groves of major shopping sites with stupid and expensive shipping costs.The wind sounds followed the cartoons and watched the animation of jujitsu seafood while thinking that it had become convenient.

"Hmm. Maybe it was my mistake."

Probably not.

The wind is a woman who doesn't look back.I was obsessed with jujitsu seafood and replied to it alive. Yeah, it was the same that it didn't exist in the wind sound such as the past that I was nodding back.

"Well, I remember it was April Fool in that world today.I was worried that you might be fooling me again. "

"Hmm. To be honest, bowflowers are too stuck to be funny.That's why I quit this year. "

It was not pleasure but guilt that I felt sadly caught up in a lie with my best friend.That's why I didn't prepare anything this year, and above all I was busy reading jujitsu seafood, so I didn't have time for that.Jinlai is also nickel in the judgment.

"So, what are you eating, Mr. Gingrai... tortilla again?"

"Hmm, it's already noon.How about you, Kazane? "

"No, I don't. It's kind of memorable.Still, it's already lunch. April Fool is done till morning. "

Really?

"Yeah, it seems like you can lie until morning.Then let's eat something too.But where did the bowflower go? "

"Well, where the hell are you going?"

While tilting his neck, Jinlai ate tortillas, and the wind sounded like a hot sandwich maker at lunch, making something that was properly caught in the fridge and baked, and started eating with Mohmov while saying, "It's more subtle than I thought."Without a solid team, the flavor will blur.April 1st this year was a normal day, with nothing unusual about it.

"The wind... isn't coming, Chromal."

"Wow."

Meanwhile, at the same time, a traveler passing by witnessed the appearance of a bow flower sitting alone in the middle of the meadow and comforted by chroma, but the traveler instinctively felt that his death was waiting when the story was spread, and the bow flower continued to wait with chroma until night.And the bow flower, which came back to the house at night, threw away the dialog and went back to the room against the wind sound tilting his neck, saying, "I won't lose next year." On that day, he fell asleep wetting his pillow with tears.