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

If dinner is done in each household, it is already treated as late night.

The night inside is early.

The main reason is because we know the threat of nocturnal dragons.

Compared to the dragons that act during the day, the intensity is much the same - but the night takes their side. This is the trouble.

Skewers, pine lights, etc., are listed, but light sources are scarce.

No matter how bright the night is, it is difficult if you ask me if I can operate like day.

Fighting dragons in that state is somewhat bad minutes.

Besides, it's winter now.

If you are losing your ability to exercise because of the cold, you have worse minutes.

Therefore, it is a common way of spending time in the midst of suppressing activities as much as possible at night and making them adults so that they are not discovered by dragons.

Though every day, I keep an eye on the night.

More than that, the children of the four-legged Red Dragon (Lougio), who are in the territory of this area, have excellent vigilance nets.

At night, when they barked, an outside enemy arrived, a signal.

There have been hundreds or thousands of times that I have been helped by it.

In such a late-night zone, a dozen or so inner warriors gathered around the young in the elders' houses.

"- I didn't ask you to come together."

The sight of an elder sitting in his own privileged seat glances at everyone.

There are many young men's warriors and there is a glimmer of invisibility around the ancient ginseng, but all six female warriors participate.

The young warrior's central figure is Avantoto, the warrior's chief's son.

And the representative of the female warrior is Sacurilin.

Female warriors are small in number.

The same is true with or without arms, but above all because there is discipline that you cannot be a warrior if it is determined that "material" is not suitable. The area has higher hurdles than men.

It is the policy within that there is a strong desire for women to have children.

There is still an old lesson on active duty that people in the city would laugh at if they heard that hunting is left to a man who can only be as good as an arm and wants women to protect their insides and homes.

Sacurilyn, by the way, will be the youngest of the female warriors, but the hunting arm is the best without complaint. If you're bad, you're more capable than a man warrior.

"- First, Gagarda and Okuili. You guys come here too much every day. Or don't come many times a day."

The first two, Gagarda and Okuili, called by name, looked up at each other's faces and raised their hands.

"I thought you said you could tweak it as many times as you want!

"That's right! I'm not convinced yet!

There was dissatisfaction with the voices they raised, but there was a "goggle" in their hands that had changed shape over and over again.

- These two men are fancy.

And some kind of stylish or artistic skin, I don't like the same things as people, and I value my uniqueness very much.

I don't know if we're admitting each other or making fun of each other on the inside, but we were often seen arguing amicably.

Their "goggles" like that put a lot of effort on Ayle when he tells them to order them every day.

The guest, Ayle, packs into the presbytery every morning through the evening to make new or tweaked "goggles". I have a hard life beside me.

No, that's still fine in itself.

Ayle himself said he knew exactly how important the right gear was, so he responded to it as many times as he could.

He did say.

Because of this, he wants to make adjustments as many times as possible to create something that perfectly fits the person who gave him the "goggles".

But.

"You're too much."

At first it was a simple form.

Yet Gagarda and Okuiri go home satisfied - telling them to adjust again soon - by placing weird orders and making strange shapes of "goggles" when they come every day.

"You guys are too much compared to each other. That's why I'm always convinced."

Yes, the elders are right.

When you show them your newly adjusted "goggles," you mistakenly assume they've become more stylish than your stuff. So I'll adjust again. It is its repetition.

That's two or three times a day. It happens five or six times if it's a lot.

For once, even among warriors, the "goggles" thing still imposes discipline to keep it a secret - a special case in which things have become obscure around it since these two have met each other for coming to adjust.

"By and large, what color is that? Put in a poison color and a pattern like a cow's fur."

Gagarda's "goggles" glow brightly with poisonous purple lenses, and Okuiri's "goggles" with overall white and black lingerie pattern colors. The shape is subtly strange too.

- What the hell is that?

"- That's disgusting..."

- They must be mistaken about something.

When I heard the female warriors say to throw away their blushes, I dropped them off to hide the "goggles" that I put up, just as Gagarda and Okiri also had something in their minds.

"Yeah? At least once a day in the future. Think hard, then adjust."

"" Uh... "

The elders drank "shut up" against the two who divulged their dissatisfied voices.

"Think of the burden of the Guest. They haven't even had time to walk around the table satisfactorily since they got here."

- Ayle and Sagitta come here every day to the presbyterian house and pack it all the time to make new adjustments to the "goggles".

One a day, we call the warriors elected by Avantoto and Sacurilyn and give them the new "goggles".

And the rest of the time, it will be time to hit the warriors' tweaks that have tried the "goggles" we have given them so far.

The warriors do not hesitate to ask for adjustments, and Ayle continues to respond to them, only to find out at the time they are given that they are important things that concern their lives.

With its frequency, Gagarda and Okuili are very common. Too many stories.

- Next, ladies.

The sight of the elders is directed at the warriors of women with cold eyes on Gagarda and Okiri.

"Don't use color eyes on guests. No gifts, either."

The words outraged the female warriors in their midst at the right age.

"- So... tyranny!

"- Inside is supposed to be free love!

"-... withered jizzy looks great..."

"Hey who's dead jizzy!? I can hear you!?

There's a woman warrior who got confused and rumbled... anyway.

"Ohon... I wouldn't dare give you a name on this occasion, but don't let some go crawling at night. Keep it down a little."

"- Night crawl!? Who!?

"- You!? You!?

"- No! I know you're suspicious!

It wasn't ugly before it started, it was like a fight between women was about to start while already exposing themselves to quite a bit of ugliness.

"Quiet!

Sacurilyn, the representative of the female warrior, raised her voice.

"Everyone but me would have gone."

It was quite a shocking fact that I popped out in a quiet place. - It was also shocking to the warriors of men who were secretly turning their thoughts. I just have to drink tonight.

"They're all definitely because I stopped them, and I won't allow any excuses beyond this period.

I feel like I want Ayle, too. I'd love for you to stay inside - but don't ignore his feelings. He's a benefactor who's done a lot of things already.

I have trouble getting away with Ayle right now, but I don't want to do anything more to avenge my gratitude than that.

Please, don't imitate me like I'm a disgrace inside. "

Not all of us still have "goggles" in our hands.

In particular, there are still a whole bunch of ancient warriors who don't want to admit new things.

- But more than that, I'm no longer the one lacking gratitude or brother-in-law, given the burden of Ayle, who responds to the warriors' unsolicited convenience and selfish orders every day, from morning to night.

The warriors of the women nodded more mysteriously than the words of the elders.

And then there are some minor complaints to say the least, or complaints about the problem of feeding too many cats.

Conversely, the gathering was dissolved while there were no statements such as "That cook is hanging out with his lover" from the warrior.

"- Avantoto"

"- What?"

Dropping off the warriors pulling up, the elders call off Avantoto, who remained until the end.

"Can't you decide on your 'goggles' yet?

"I haven't decided, because... I want to be after my father. He's the son of a warrior."

Stand up for a father without hesitation. It is a kind of courtesy.

"Right. So... when's Jijura going to bring him in?"

"In the near future. But my father might refuse."

Gijra, a warrior chief to Avantoto's father, hates the leftovers there and is a closed man who rejects culture and customs from the outside world.

Because I believe that at its root, as a warrior chief, you have a duty to protect the inside - even if you subtract it, you are a rather hard-headed stubborn uncle.

And Jijura and his generation of ancient geishas are more or less on Jijura's side. That's why I got behind.

I elected him from the young first and handed him the "goggles" because I thought Warrior Chief Jijura might give the warriors a discretionary order not to receive the goggles, etc.

That being the case, I could easily have expected to rub it quite easily.

We can't just prolong Ayle and the others' stay even longer.

"I don't want to make out with Ayle if possible..."

"You won't be able to give in there. I think adjusting the" goggles "will be my thing."

The by-productive effects also seem high, but the use of "goggles" sought by the Dragon Nation is to protect their eyes from poison.

Wearing it does not prevent poison due to gaps. If something happens, it is the end of the line.

"I will be present with Saku when I bring my father. If you have to, you and I will stop your father."

"Can you stop it?

"I don't know. But I'll never let Ayle do it."

- I don't know, I said, but I know Avantoto and the elders.

Even with Sacurilin and the two of us, we won't beat Jijra, he said.