My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

Lisse asked me for help, so I had no choice but to be present.

"Maybe you've been drinking quite a bit?

Although there are about three bottles on the table and there are already two empty bottles.

But maybe he's been drinking for a long time.

"Hmmm... I don't think the amount is as good as that, because he said he wasn't strong..."

Trawl drinks a lot while me and Lisse are having such an exchange there. "Stupid bastard," or "is that chest hair so good," with the bumps.

... If you look nearby, your eyes are sitting still.

Like someone else apart from the usual cheerful trawl, he's running off to the kerosene with a frustrating look on his face - ahh.

I saw each other.

"- What the hell, Ayle! How long have you been here?

"Oh, now"

"You can drink, too! Hang your glasses at all times! I've had a pair of looks with Cellier! You made a friendly appeal!

…………

That sounded plain to my heart.

I wonder if that's what I usually thought behind my cheerful face that I don't seem to think about.

That's pretty shocking.

Speaking of pair looks, it's a pair of looks... but I think this is what I wear because I need it, and if I think about it in series, it would be the same kind of clothing.

Well, for me, it's no longer part of my face.

It doesn't have to be my face. It's part of "my cultivation."

... Well, I don't ask for any reason or reason for being drunk.

"Ah, it's more of an alley than that! There you go! Um... that!

While I am in plain shock, Lisse is desperate to change the spearhead of the story.

Thanks.

Thanks for trying to keep me from drinkin '.

But if you say greed, I want you to do it just a little better. That's too bad.

"What are you talking about?! You can drink Lisse, too!

"He said he was drinking... ha"

And Lisse takes a tired face and sneaks a sigh of sigh.

Yeah, this drunk opponent looks tired. Bad nature.

"What's chest hair! It's because you're a little hairy! It's a little blocked! Lisse and Ayle love chest hair anyway!"

Well, I don't hate it.

I plan on growing blocked, too.

"At this rate all the time... tell him what Ayle said too."

Huh? Me?

I don't have anything in particular to say to a drunk...... I'm suspicious of hearing you in.

"I think it's good, chest hair. Why don't you touch it with Florentine?

"What's that!? You two touch each other at the same time, it's just a hentai!

Huh? Yeah? Is that Hentai?... eh, are you really a pervert?

"I don't want to do anything special like that! I don't need that sexuality!

Special or sexuality?... sexuality?

After all, that's not quite a good nature.

Trawl is bad in nature when drunk.

I don't know how long this has been going on, but this is already me.

Maybe it's quicker to just get drunk and crush.

When that happens - is that it?

"This is a good opportunity, and let me talk to you about Trawl's 'master'."

To the extent I've heard rumors, Trawl has a cat...... no... well, isn't it that far?

Anyway, he seemed to have a presence that would hit the owner (...).

Around Lisse, you've already heard it several times.

Because I've seen her talk about her "husband" several times, too.

Trawl himself seemed like a pretty good story to talk about, and when he was talking about his "husband," he looked pretty good.

I'm not very interested, but if the subject of talking is fixed, I wouldn't even get involved in a weird way...... good.

"Huh? About the Lord? You want to hear it? What do you want me to do?

Oh, I laughed.

You seemed in such a bad mood for being so badly intertwined.

"Hey Lisse? What do you think? He wants to hear about Ayle's momentum to tear his glasses apart. I'm intrigued. You think I can talk to you?

... Well, that's fine. Still.

Anyway, this direction looks good.

Suggest booze as you listen, and just crush it and pick it up.

"... nya..."

The operation was a success.

We were in the middle of a conversation, but Trawl stuck to the table.

My neck was sneaking up on me from earlier, but it looks like he finally fell asleep.

"Ha... that was a long time"

"Tired."

I wasn't on my way in, but it seemed like a long time to Lisse.

Trawl's husband's story also seemed like he'd heard it several times after all, and I guess it felt like he'd heard it so many times.

My first ear was pretty funny, though.

"A tribe of beasts living far away in the other land? Some of them."

To sum up the story.

Trawl was born in a kingdom of beasts, which cannot even be described as a country inhabited in distant lands.

She's the youngest daughter of a cat-beast clan chief of everything, and surprisingly identifiable.

The kingdom of the beast man is only a name for the kingdom, in fact a place where tribes of all kinds gather… in brief it feels like a "land with many beasts".

You think the vast grounds are inhabited by different races?

Only when necessary, a few tribal leaders come together to make decisions as a country, diplomacy, import and export, and make big decisions.

I don't know how much I interact with other countries, though.

Though Trawl was born as the daughter of such a chief.

As a matter of fact, when I was a little girl, a small groan happened with the beast man and man, and in the steps of the resolution, they were offered to the hostages.

She's the daughter of the Cat Beast Sheikh's last chief, so as to have a pretty good character - well, not in a bad way, but she's been offered like a tribute.

- A little Lisse supplement came in here, but he seemed to perceive culture a little differently than humans, and giving people as a contribution seems to be normal for the sake of being in the Beastman neighborhood.

Let's get along with each other from now on, shall we?

This one has the will.

I'll give you the sheikh's daughter for that evidence.

They mean something like this.

And you don't think you're going to be treated like nothing more than being given as a sign of friendship?

This is how Trawl goes to the land of man.

I met my "husband" earlier I went and was kept very generously...... adored.

Passed to the princess of the kingdom of man, a hunting tribe, always beside him as an escort and keeper of cats, hitting with all his might on hunting, escorting and loving cats, and that it had happy years?

The turning point is your marriage, Princess.

The princess, who had originally decided to marry her fiancée, said that shortly before she was married, she had given her free time to Trawl.

And - I don't know, when I'm here right now.

We're done talking on the way, so you don't know what kind of a mess you're in here.

"Still, I never saw you stuck with a guy, but you had a reason"

I hear the master, Princess, told me.

"You can't hug a man because he misunderstands you," he said.

A nostalgic cat...... Trawl, a cat beast, is often stuck with someone.

It's all Florentines these days, but in retrospect, I've seen them hug both Hydra and Lisse.

Probably stuck with other girls, where I don't know.

When I first talked to Trawl as a "maid of honor," I thought it was strangely close to distance... is that the distance I thought I was a woman?

In short, Trawl is a female-favorite cat beast girl.

"I think it's because he's an animal man, but Uluru has a little bit of a high temperature. I feel so lost when I get away after being held together."

Loss of feeling.

That's an expression I heard a while ago.

Was it indeed when Lisse was holding onto a tree like an idiot during the Zombie Corps crusade?

"I have tomorrow, and why don't you go to bed already?

When I looked at the table with five empty bottles and said, "I'll clean this up," Lisse said, "Really? Sorry," he laughed.

"I'm sober, I'm sleepy, I'm sweet for your words and I'm going to bed now. But, Uluru, I don't know what to do..."

You're totally asleep.

"Why don't you take me to Lisse's room and sleep with her? You're losing it, aren't you?

"Huh? Yes, together...?

...... hmm?

It's like Lisse's face turned red...... no, it's from the beginning? There's booze in it.

"No, you can't. I can't believe I brought a girl into my room with drunken momentum..."

"Really? I don't think it's a good idea because we're women."

"Oh, because it's between women...?

... hmm?

It's like Lisse's throat just snapped... I guess it's her fault.

"Oh, yeah, right. It's between women, okay? We're just gonna sleep together, okay? There's nothing nasty about it, and we're just gonna sleep together, okay? I'm just gonna sleep. I'm just going to bed."

I don't know.

Isn't that nice? I don't care. I don't know why you're so desperate.

"- Nyah..."

She squeaks her arms around Lisse's neck as she grabs Trululu.

"... I don't want to lose to chest hair..."

What a bedtime.

What is she going to contend with?

"It's okay. Because I'll make you forget about chest hair. 'Cause I'm gonna have chest hair."

What a return.

What is Lisse going to do with Trawl and his chest hair? Are you going to have chest hair? How is it going to be?

"Well, then, nice to meet you"

With that said, Lisse has gone.

…………

I don't know why, but I'm getting so anxious.

Am I glad of this?

Am I glad that I left it to drunk Lisse after all?