That was about six and a half years ago.
As the times moved intensely, Tired built a house away from people and lived secluded, encouraging them to train in witchcraft and swordsmanship as usual, dawning in the study of the creation of new techniques, and when they got stuck, they went down to town and lived in slaughter and rape.
Regardless of who raped him, he had stopped doing so, unless it was so demanding with regard to the Tsukuba. Much of the hatred has softened compared to the early Edo period. Neither the dead nor the living, resentment persists in a certain amount. It fades with time.
But there are still negative thoughts left in my tiredness. Even if it's fading, it hasn't disappeared.
That day, tiredness had accumulated lust, so I went down to town to free myself.
Find your preferred daughter downtown, if possible for an age limited edition that looks just like you or a little below.
For once, it's troublesome even if your face is known, so you're going to wear a mask when you do the deed, but it remains bare in town. But even the face stands out. It is not something rarely found, such as a white child with blonde green eyes.
Discovering the girl cleaning in front of the milk hole in Japanese clothes, Tired decided on the daughter.
I'm tired of going in front of a girl and showing her a picture. It is a suspicious act that is too sudden, but there is no more emotion than curiosity, and the girl sees the picture.
"Huh? What? What's wrong with this?
The girl who is dragged both soul and flesh into the subspace in the painting, causing confusion and fear for the changed landscape around her.
The girl was in the woods. Depressed trees flourish, and there are various animals there. There are also birds. Deer, squirrel, unnamed bird, monkey, and even bear.
All those animals were in the middle of a mating.
When you look at the trees, every tree has a part of the trunk, which is dug in big. It is carved in a way in which human men and women interact naked in various positions.
And odd incense stands in. Obviously because of that incense, the girl can tell when her body is on fire and crazy. Every time you inhale, your body gets suddenly hot.
Where I left him alone for a while, exhaustion appears in front of the girl.
"What about you? Where are you?
Despite the full suspicion of wearing a ghost mask, the girl asks without alarm, not thinking this would strike. Looking like a swallowing personality, Tired exhaled small.
"Huh? Hey. What? I don't like it!
Silently pushing down the girl, tired of putting it together. Act as usual. Once the act is done, I will use it for the production of a little spell catalyst and magic props, but basically I have decided to let you live without anything other than rape.
I thought as usual, tired noticed something strange had happened, and I set myself apart from the girl.
There was an intruder in my subspace. If we only perceive the existence of subspace, it would be possible if we were magicians of deeds. But it's not just every bit, such as forcefully entering from the outside there.
"You're quick to notice."
It was in the early twenties that I thought it was a woman who came into the tired subspace. I wore glasses, she's a beauty inside. Even from the top of my clothes, I can see that I have a full body.
"Who are you...? And what can I do for you?
"I wondered what I was going to do while I made this many good subspaces around the city, to help such a little girl. Sorcerer's name broke."
Ignoring the tired question, the woman speaks out in a harsh tone.
Space shakes. A door opens at the girl's feet and she is kicked out of the subspace. It's not exhausting. This woman did this.
(In someone else's space, you can flat out like this... I can't believe you're just... not)
Tired decides that a high-ranking sorcerer, driven by the righteousness that happened to be walking, has caught a glimpse of him.
(Long time no see...... looks like you can fight teething enemies)
I was more excited about you than I was about rape. Fighting strong enemies is where you want it.
"What?"
When tired removes the ghost mask, the woman gives a surprise voice.
"You, what's your name?
"Shizuno Tired..."
"Oh, that infamous... you were such a pretty girl. I'm Decaying Rope Honeyhouse."
I didn't think the appearance of someone who rapes a girl was such a beautiful boy, a woman who got confused - a honeyhouse.
"Are you on the brink of decaying rope?"
"Even if it looks like this, I've finished my Lord's inheritance ritual. Well, if you're willing, I'll deal with you."
Hearing the words of the honeymoon, Tired was convinced. If you are the head of a prestigious witchcraft school, arguably the pinnacle of this country, it is no surprise that you do the divorce of forcefully interfering with the subspace created by others.
Tired pulls out the knife and rushes out toward the honeyhouse. Honeyhouses take out beast symbols and activate the procedure.
I saw what appeared in front of the honeyhouse in a way that blocked me and the honeyhouse, and just as tired I opened my eyes wide. It was a giant bamboo.
Xu swims in the sky, tired and hits with a big mouth open. Tired turns his back on this attack. I also thought about slashing him with a knife, but I left him at ease. There might be a trap where blood is poisonous or acid. At the time the Xu is swimming in the sky, it's out of common sense, and I don't know what will happen.
Honeyhouses add three beast symbols. One is a similar flying octopus. One is a giant statue with the tip of the nose as the head of a snake. One is a giant yadkari taller than a person's.
Flying swimmers swirl as they circle left and right through the air. From the front is a snake-nosed elephant that sounds and approaches the ground. The giant yadkari does not try to move and is waiting in front of the honeyhouse.
"Man-eater Fluorescent"
Countless little lights rumble and fill the snake-nosed elephant giant with holes. The movement of the statue stopped completely.
In the meantime, two flying swimmers open their big mouths from left to right.
"Mizuko Mizuko."
Two water spirits appear on both sides of tiredness, stretching their planar bodies wide and wide. A flying scuba sticks in there, but the Mizuko Spirit wraps his whole body from the head of the scuba.
(10) It is in the air, but nothing can be done about it. My mouth gets wrapped tight, and I can't even open it.
"Bad Cause, Bad Cause, Big Rebellion."
When tired put his hands around the last yadkari, something like the light that was shining through despite the black emitted a thick ray that hit the yadkari straight and crushed it.
Four beast marks were lightly torn, and the honeyhouse could not forbid upset by the boulders.
Tired leaves the knife with him, slowly approaching the honeymoon in his footsteps.
Taunton, in a way.
Seeing the tired movement, Honeyhouse thought. If you still have the means to attack, just set me up, and I'm stirring you up with a move. It gives plenty of that gap.
It's not like I don't have a hand yet. It's not like there's no trump card. But I think it's useless to use, and I don't want to use trump cards.
"My loss, surrender"
Honeyhouses with hands up. The tired movement stops and the knife is delivered to the sheath.
"Just a little more... stick with me"
Tired of saying with a disgruntled mouthfeel to the honeymoon who has lightly declared defeat. I was disappointed that I opened too soon but surrendered because I thought I could have a fine fight.
"That's right, I like to kill or offend, so stop attacking other kids. That's such a little girl too..."
Honeyhouses, even after surrender, said in an equally reprehensible voice earlier.
"I'm not going to do you any more harm..."
Tired said. Like there was no lie in the word, it sounded like a honeymoon. On the contrary, from my current tiredness, I feel no evil. I don't think he's the one who tried to ramble on a very old girl who doesn't even go. That didn't surprise the honeymoon.
"Not for my taste, then?
"You don't like it. But... now I will spare you your bravery and kindness and I will miss it..."
In fact, because of the honeymoon, I am tired of being drained of poison gas.
"It's not just the kids right now. Stop it all the time."
But the honeyhouse demands it.
"If you say that with your mouth and say yes I will stop, from the beginning... I will not do this"
I'm tired.
"What do you think? I think you sound familiar. This is how you're responding to me, isn't it, because you're not a completely bad kid?
"Well, that's... but... that's..."
Of the honeymoon, stared at with big eyes behind the glasses, tired mouthed.
"Come to us, Ray. I'll take care of you. If you don't like it, you can hurt me, you can kill me, you can offend me, so don't touch anyone else."
"Rui...... no, how does that happen"
"Because there's no other good way to come up with it. I can't beat you either, and I'll dedicate everything I can, so stop. So, I thought you'd know who I was talking to..."
While tired, he was attracted to the honeymoon, which proceeded in a very forceful way. I was fascinated by the honeymoon, and I was glad that you were interested in yourself and admitted it.
"As for the opposite sex...... not my preference"
"That's too bad. I prefer it, hey. Ugh."
Honeyhouses laughing slightly. Somehow I feel tired figuring out the character of this woman.
"But I'll get you on that story. Different experiences… consider it one of the training…"
If you get tired of it, you mean the best loss, or this was your excuse for yourself.