Muimui-tan

The story of 12-60 mumps.

- One...

I look around.

Everyone's battle seems to have come to an end.

"Run, you're done!

Cecily with a happy face rushes to me. It's over.

"Master"

And you're trying to get past that Cecily, with no expression, and a horrible momentum comes the 14th. Yes, yes, because I'm not running.

"Bugs, where to sit"

Some purple flame witch is giving me orders to be great. I throw back the silver coin that was thrown earlier. The purple-fired witch who rushes to receive it.

"Shit, Master..."

Stella sighs loudly when she sees it. And seeing that stellar reaction, Sophia hid the silver coin behind her as she panicked.

I create one fluffy white sofa for the purple flame witch. Sophia, the purple flame witch who saw it, was happily burying her hips. What do you say, fuzzy?

"Hmm. Mr. Lang!

Shirone's coming this way, too.

And along the way, he disappeared.

Shirone, for now, I will! It was falling into the pit I made in this space!

"Terrible!"

Because it was a pit not too deep, Sirone, he immediately peered into his upper body and was puffy and angry. Who, to do such a terrible thing to Dr. Shirone! I don't believe you at all!

"My lord!

Micah's coming this way, too.

"My Lord, I'm sorry. Hey......"

And he was sitting right up, tiny, tummy. Micah looks around in embarrassment. Yeah, I heard you solid.

I create nectar for the hungry Micah after the battle. I was eating it deliciously in that falsehood. You should eat as much as you like.

"Lan, the child"

"Maybe."

A combination of a little feather cat and two nights back in a nine-tailed fox arrives with Yuein.

Oh, you're right.

"This baby is the goddess, Serra."

Everyone was surprised by my words, and nodded as if they were convinced of something.

"Type 14"

I call type 14.

"Yes, Master"

"I entrust this child to you. His name is Hazki."

Yes, it's not the goddess Serra, it's Yeats.

If you're a type 14 now, you'll grow Yeats well. And on this occasion, Ip Moon, there are people who can support you. So, it's okay.

You were, really, just a normal, normal little citizen out there, everywhere, and you got this unexplained power - you'd have had a hard time, too. I can't forgive you for what you did, but you're different now.

So start over.

"Lan, that's it, isn't it?"

Two nights in a feather cat cleverly thumbs up with her meatballed hands. Superb smile. This guy, I really do.

But.

I shake my head sideways - you can't shake it because you don't have a neck.

"Hey, Lan, you're doing an interesting dance. Victory dance?

This guy...

"You don't seem to know where the little one stands to ridicule the master."

Type 14 holds a wall spear of the world. Two nights later, he jumped up with a patter, shadowboxing with a shrug. Really, you guys, we're not close.

So.

"It's not over yet."

Everyone is surprised by my words.

Yes, it's not over yet.

"Lan, what do you mean?

Stop the fist, and two nights child will look at me.

I was thinking, first-- well, firstly, here's what I was thinking.

- At first, I thought I'd finish here.

"This world is of Ye Moon - the threat of the goddess Selah disappeared and turned into a world of men. But first, just here, what the hell? '

Everyone leans down on my words.

'So I will save the rest of the world. I'll be back, wait for me.'

Everyone but two nights keeps their necks tilted. It seemed like only two nights old understood my words.

"Two nights, I left it to you till I got back."

"Aisa."

My two nights are full of laughter.

Well, let's go.

To go to the next, to overlap everything.

I use the power of Lady Crimson and Lady Gold to make holes in the dimension.

I owe you a lot of overlapping worlds. I have to give it back.

Uh, it was an old comic book, with a big, long story like asking yourself for help in the future. You feel the same way.

Do you want to come?

I'll get over the overlapping world.

Overcome the world with a number of overlapping feelings of self being mutilated, torn apart, and divided.

That was the world where I was fighting Ye Moon, who looked just like the girl Ye Moon had made. That's a pain in the ass!

"Nah!? There's a new warcraft over the space? And Giant Crowler?"

'It's me, me. I'm here to help.'

I'll show the Queen Crimson to me.

It was a world where I looked like a butterfly and I was already out of breath and the world was about to end by Ip Moon.

"Hey, what? What the hell, you are!

"Yeats, it's me."

Ye Moon was still alone there. I'll take care of it.

It was a world where Ye Moon and I were fighting together for some reason.

"Uh, already, what the hell! An evil god summoned him to a pawn!

'No, it's me. I'm here to help.'

Is it possible to fight together if we have a common enemy? Well, then, I guess you'll betray me.

There's...

I'm going through a lot of worlds and returning what I owe you.

We all got our own stacks, so we got here.

Come on, come on!