Ohanabatake no Maousama

"I have heard that you are actually a troupe. There is a word from our Lord that we would like you to perform at this city's celebration celebration."

Yes, the story of the priest was a thing that he wanted to work for as a theater company.

"Oh, we? I'm glad, but that's okay ..." "Yeah! It's wonderful! You can finally perform the story of Hamplet Village in a big way!"

Too abruptly, Amoena is delighted but confused, and Kaffana is breathless. And Dolce, as he said, looks as usual, but his hands are tight.

However, the priest arrives and overshadowes Kauffana's words. And he said with an awkward face.

"Uh ... I'm sorry, but the story of Hamplet Village is the story of Miss Adelia and Mr. Darten." "Yes, there is no other story of Hamplet Village. ? "

The priest then spit out an unexpected word.

"That's ... unfortunately I can't permit it." At that moment, everyone felt as if the world had collapsed.

"Why !!!" Kauffana shouts at the lady and shouts at the priest. From her perspective, she would have been lifted to heaven and dropped into hell.

"Come, what are you ... stop me! I am an angel of God ... Gyaa !?" "It's noisy! What is the angel of God !? I All those who disturb her wish are evil! Die! Die! Die! Die! I will scrape.

I guess it was really bad. Dolce overtakes Kauffana with an unwilling move.

"Cauffana, calm down ... let's talk about the situation for the time being." "Release, Dolce! The evil must be defeated !!"

Kaffana is still struggling with Dolce struggling. The priest hurriedly moved away from her and sang his prayers quickly, healed the miracle of healing from God Belator and healed the wound on his face.

"Hi, hey! What a woman! Okay, this city will soon begin trading with Hamplet Village! As part of that exchange, the troupe on the other side will play the same theme! As long as the book comes, you don't have a turn! ''

Indeed, it's certainly bad. What's more, even if this is the story of Hamplet Village, it won't be a hot topic. In other words, there is no merit just to pull each other's feet.

"Well, let's get rid of it! Why, why do you just get in this way! Don't playfully!"

Kauffana sits down on the ground, shouting outrageous anger. As expected, she seems to have responded to this third stoppage. I couldn't feel any energy in my eyes, and I could even see the whole body as pure white ash.

"Oh, this is useless for a while," said Dolce, holding his wife, sighing a lot.

"I'm going to rest her for a moment. Also, Kauffana's depression is so bad that I can't work as it is. I would like to wait for a while for the celebration performance."

When Dolce tells him in a serious voice, the priest responds with a whiff.

"Well, I understand ... Please do it as soon as possible."

The priest just walked away, telling it to squeeze.

"Mr. Kauffana, I'm sorry. I was writing so hard." But that day's tragedy did not end there.

"Amoena-san, unfortunately you have something important to talk about. Please listen with your heart." "What, Kuders. Are you afraid of your face?

When he notices, Kuders's sloppy smile lurks, and a painfully serious look is poured onto Amoena's face. And he told her, as if touching the wound.

"Perhaps ... your growth period is not over. There are individual differences during the growth period, and some people can grow even after they are over 20 years old." of?"

Amoena did not know the meaning of the word. No, maybe they instinctively refused to understand. To her, Kuders pointed out the dancers who were practicing beyond.

"Look at the dancers performing that line dance. Are they all about the same height?" "Yeah, about the same height as me."

Kudels tells us more about Amoena's confirmation of reality.

Now, "Yes, it's about the same as you. It's not the same as your future."

Amoena's smile was pasted by Pishiri and Reti.