Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

If this happens, I'll force myself to change my mood, and because of this, I'll enjoy the vacation - so of course I didn't.

At some point, I decided to wear the swimsuit that was stored in SEAL's storage - probably something that Ayja had taken the liberty of wearing.

These seawater trousers are designed with no philosophy whatsoever, grounded in deep purple with a pop feel. Slightly longer hem with deep pockets on both sides and functional like an explorer.

I wove a handheld thin hoodie on top, and now that I'm in a swimsuit to match Hanu, I wonder what's going on - if anything.

Where the hell did you hear from, when suddenly two figures approached from a remote beach?

Plus, at incredibly high speeds.

Suddenly, Babun! and with tremendous momentum it was Flim and Mr. Rose who literally 'flew' down to the parasol where Hanu and I were. Using the acceleration feature of the battle boot "Sky Raider" equipped on both legs even though he said he was in a swimsuit, Mr. Rose grabbed it on Flim's feet with chains of Ethereal and Red Silver, and they both flew at high speeds.

"- Hart! You woke up!? Head ok!? The consciousness is clear!? I'm Atashi, Atashi! This is your lover, Milliverty Flim! You were supposed to be your sister, not your lover, right? Yeah, you're right! Good. Looks like you're okay with your head!

"Eija told me that Mr. Rag's consciousness had been restored, and I rushed over. I'm so glad you woke up early. Princess Xiaolong told me more stories. That was tough. This way we can meet safely."

Flim and Mr. Rose, approaching at once, say the words sooner after arrow than I say anything. By the way, Flim is throwing up a dialogue like he's having a conversation with me, but I'm not responding to any of it. It's totally one of her plays.

"Flim...... Mr. Rose......!

The same high-tension flim, and the faceless and faint Mr. Rosé in front of me, couldn't stop me from overflowing from the back of my chest.

It's only been about a day since I was suddenly separated by Ayja. It's a strange thing because thinking about it like that shouldn't be a big time, but it remembers the kind of nostalgia you haven't seen your face in months. Maybe I'm just lonely. [M]

In the midst of being impressed, I realize that, yes.

"... and both of you, that outfit..."

I should have been in my eyes earlier, but in my consciousness, I now realize it all the time.

Naturally, they both look like swimsuits again.

"Oh, this? Look, it's the guy Ayja gave me. I don't know what the hell the logic is, but how dare you know what Atashi's preference is, this? I was thinking of buying it next time. It's the same design, it's the same."

Flim is a sporty bikini type in pure purple. Rather than swimming, it's a shape that even Beach Volleyball is likely to do. A paisley pattern is incorporated at each point, and a pure white rush guard is woven on top of it. Also, the proud twin tail was rounded and doughed on both sides of his head to some extent because it would get in the way.

"Apparently the swimsuit colors are the same as each Photon Blood. It was someone else's. Not just Mr. Rag, but Eija seems to be collecting our data as well."

Likewise, Rosé, who usually lowers her fluffy ash gray, tied her hair just this time. Although the silhouette is different because of the different hair quality, it is the same ponytail as Mr. Villey's.

What Rosé wears like that is a Malachite Green one-piece type. As far as the front is concerned, the exposure is not so great, and it suits Mr. Rosé well, who is troubled by the large ribbon behind his neck. It seems that the two ribbons that extend from the chest meet around the nod, acting as shoulder straps.

"Mr. Rug... so concerned about my swimsuit...?

Staring somewhat suspiciously, Mr. Rosé has rarely asked as if it were difficult to say.

"Huh...?

What? I almost ask back, and I notice electrically.

My gaze didn't even appear to be poured into Rosé's plump chest from a third party.

"Wow!? Oh, no - no. Um!? Eh, it's not, but it's not. I mean, that, uh, so, uh!?

Rose nodded quietly as she waved her hands and scratched her feet to try to solve the misunderstanding.

"Don't worry, I know"

Not even Nicole, Mr. Rose, but I feel relieved by the amber eyes as if I saw through this heart. Good, Mr. Rose understands perfectly well that I wasn't looking at it in a disgusting way -.

but

"This is what's happening back there. Take a look."

Kuru, turning himself in that place, turned his back this way, as he said. One tied Ashgray's hair jumped big and rocked like a pendulum.

And a back to be exposed.

――――

I was blinded, it wasn't anything. It was as if I had been eagled with my soul by the sight of the divine.

Mr. Rosé's swimsuit, which looked like just a piece from the front, but from behind, was almost equally shaped naked.

Now that I'm turning my back like this, the only thing hiding her body is the cloth on the buttocks part.

Since there is no shoulder strap and the only ribbon that supports the swimsuit is the one tied by a nod, it no longer only looks like a bikini with no top.

Even so, the cloth covering the buttocks is somewhat less, and I wouldn't even say T-back, but in a shape that is unlimited and close to it.

Just a little, really little, but I was wondering if you could see the crack in my butt or not.

However, there was a back so beautiful that I thought it was the sculptor of the statue of the goddess.

"Wow!?!?!?"

When I realized it, I was screaming out loud, and when I took off my hoodie half automatically, I almost threw it and put it on Rosé's back.

"-? Mr. Rug?

I raised my voice in a state of confusion to Rosé, who looked back strangely only at her neck.

"No, you can't! This is no good!! - I mean, have you been on the beach in this outfit before!?

Now I realize the shocking fact, and I'm even more upset. Then, poo dull, the next flim laughed.

"Ah yes, that was amazing. Hey, Mr. Villey, the" NPK "guys who are supposed to be fan clubs are tickling off Mr. Rosé's back when he's vacant. Ya cancer. Hey, Mr. Rose's color is amazing after all, is it just this time that Mr. Billy the boulder is shapeless too?

"Wow, if you knew, let's stop it! There!!

Ha ha, and I accidentally banged out loud at Flim, who laughed with ease.

"... Could it be that you didn't mind? My swimsuit..."

"Huh!? Yes, no, that's not what...!?

Suddenly Rosé's voice shriveled and I panicked even more because of how sadly she dropped her shoulder. Rosé's shoulders, feathering Parker, fell, and Rosé's frustrating emotions could not help but pass on to her face.

"Um, that - looks great on you! also looks great...!

While I realized my face was turning bright red, I spinned my compliments desperately as I leaned down.

Yes, it suits you.

Instead, it looks better than this.

Although Flim had compared it to Mr. Villey earlier, it is exactly. Mr. Rosé's empty back is almost a murder weapon. I don't remember at all what kind of swimsuit Mr. Villey was wearing, happy or unhappy, but Mr. Rose's dazzling back is comparable in power. As a fellow from the same cluster as Mr. Rose, I'm still intolerant because I live together in a base (base), otherwise I must have fainted the same way I did when Mr. Villey did.

"-So, but, hey... you look too good...!

All I had to do was hide Rosé's back, shaped her black hoodie so she wouldn't slip off her shoulder.

"I don't know, I'm too irritated for me, so the...! Well, please, I'm sorry, but if you could just wear this...!

Helpful, grip Mr. Rose's shoulders with a willingness to, grunt. Then there were just a few signs that Mr. Rosé was breathtaking.

"... I see, I understand. Thank you very much."

Mr. Rosé's hand was softly laid over mine. With the same faceless expression, she sleeves through a thin black hoodie woven on me.

"... Are you sure you only want to hide it on your back?

I feel a little hesitant to ask, but I am a Kyoton. [M]

"- What? Uh...?

I wonder what that means? It's obvious what's at stake is the full back part, and naturally if you just hide it there, I don't think there's a problem anymore...?

"... is, yes, I think it's a regular swimsuit for what I've seen from before... ugh!?

It's okay, Mr. Rosé pointed his body at me when I was about to say. As soon as I was too close, her busty chest appeared in front of me with an overwhelming presence and I accidentally stuck my throat.

- No, no, no, no, Mr. Rose's chest is a swimsuit, but it's usually a battle dress, but it's always the same, so if I were you, I wouldn't even be able to train properly from time to time. Calm down, Ragdishardt, calm down...!

"... duh... duh, duh, duh... Yikes...!

I swallowed the sauce, and I ran out. [M]

Then, for some reason, Rosé stared at my face.

"... Really? Okay."

I said it in a slightly grumpy voice and cut my gaze.

- Oh, that...? I made a mistake...?

When I don't know why I'm blooming a question mark on my head,

"You know, I just got intrigued by Mr. Rose's bathing suit earlier, but don't you have any comment on your sister's beautiful swimsuit?

All of a sudden Flim's arm stretched from side to side and he was forcefully tangled to my neck.

"Wow!? Hey......!? What are you doing, Flim?

It's something that weighs a lot, so I can't stop breaking my hips and leaning forward. The flim that headlocked me was still in my ear,

"Look, tell me what you think about your sister's swimsuit. Okay, anyway, you gave Princess Xiaolong a" cute and awesome look, "that kind of betty compliment, right? What do you think? Uri Uri"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, it's painful!

Flim presses his index finger against my cheek with the hands of an empty person laughing at one. Pretending to be a little angry and deluded, but needless to say, it was a star. How do you know exactly what I said to Hannu? [M]

I mean, from now on, Flim's chest is hitting my body like, uh, hehe.

"Oh, you look great already! I think Flim's swimsuit looks great too, so get the fuck off me!

I want you to leave quickly, but when I screamed in a throwing mood for it, there were signs that Flim was pointing his lips.

"Hey. - That's not appropriate. Is there anything wrong with that 'feeling of being told' for a while?

"... because I'm actually 'being told'..."

"- Oh? I ask you with a smile, but you didn't say anything inappropriate to your sister right now?

"Ah!? That's right!? Ouch, ouch, ouch. No!?

Gori, he made a noise and screamed as the power of the headlock increased. Beat Pessipesi and Flim on the back and proclaim gibberish.

Flim let me go when the hoarding finally dropped.

"Oh, good. I'll give you a break about this. Damn, when Atashi becomes a swimsuit locally, he's just a luxurious disciple when he says that not a dozen men will speak up."

"... mmm..."

I thought you were pushing all of them away without a shame, or in some cases exercising strength to beat them up - but I didn't dare say it. Mouth is the source of evil, silence is gold.

"- Is that enough? Rosé, Flim. If you don't even have a problem with Lato's health, it's time for the concubine to play..."

So what broke in between was Hannu with one hand on his hip with a muffled face. Keeping an eye on the Ethereal and Golden Heterochromia, he watched over our interactions.

Speaking of which, while everyone else was enjoying their vacation, apparently Hannu was on my side the whole time. Maybe, or no doubt, I haven't played a bit since I changed into a bathing suit. I keep it even more, so it's only natural that I'm in a bad mood.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, Hanu. So, shall we go that way, too?

Hannu's face cleared as soon as he offered his right hand to hold hands.

"Ugh!

Smiling like a sunflower, Hannu takes my hand. That delightful look was also comforting to this one, and I was spouting it naturally.

"So let's get this one cleaned up once"

Rosé started collecting the leisure sheets and parasols I had been sleeping on until just now. When I heard the story, they said these were rentals from Ayja.

Because, for the first time since Flim told me, I realized that everyone in this room, not just me, had "SEAL" installed a "dedicated app" to get in touch with Ayja at some point.

At the same time, I was surprised by this.

Eija, who had earlier appeared on the AR screen, must have built a communication line via its dedicated app.

Whatever you think, it just seems ironic. Launching this app named 'L Concierge' and typing requests by voiceless text, it seems that Eija will soon come true.

For example, if it is lightweight, data is sent directly. There are parasols and leisure seats that Mr. Rosé has recovered.

If the data size is too large to enter personal storage, the coordinates provided are transferred - is that how it works?

They also do fine functions such as arranging meals and accommodation, which is exactly what I would call a minimally dressed app.

- It's all about power where it's really wasted...

If you're so kind to me, you just have to get us back to where we came from. Well, there's no point in saying that.

"Ah, Hart. You can play with Princess Anta Xiaolong, but before you do, say hello to Mr. Villey and the others, okay? Especially since you were rude to pass out the moment you saw Mr. Villey's face."

"Ah...!

Flim told me and I remembered. Yeah, speaking of which, I did.

It's nothing. I didn't faint when I saw your face, but if I tried it over there, it would be something similar. I know him, and he's rude enough to fall in the face with a woman. I have to apologize properly.

"Wow, wow, what am I going to do... Vi, where is Mr. Villy now?

He gives me information while closing in front of the hoodie that Mr. Rosé lent me earlier.

"I was told earlier that I was going to pick up Mr. Ashley, who wasn't quite out of the dressing room."

"Oh, you're that kid... then you'll be back soon, won't you? Then you can just go over there and wait while you're ready to play. Speaking of which, Princess Xiaolong, what are you going to play with?

Flim, who has decided on a policy based on information from Mr. Rosé, asks Hanu as he walks out.

Hannu, who was walking out to be caught as well, laughed and chested,

"Let's make up our minds, it's that big fish (Giggy) floating bag!

Bishi, and Hannu's fingertips are apparently used by 'NPK' members, a blue translucent dolphin float bag. It's a pretty big one, and even adults are likely to get on it for about three.

"The concubine decided to ride with Ratto!

Even the jewel-like heterochromia gleams like stardust. I guess I've been looking forward to it ever since I saw it, big expectations full of tiny bodies were tiding Hanu's white cheeks.

I see, floating in the sea with Pukapuka is similar to a ship, and it seems like a lot of fun to drift on that one. I do remember playing with something similar with Flim when I was a kid.

"Oh, yeah, nice. Sounds fun. Is that something you can rent, too?

"Probably. Let's find out"

While walking on the beach, Mr. Rosé took the initiative to activate the 'L Concierge' and order Hanu's desired floating bag. Maybe he cared, even if he didn't. You must have heard more from Hannu, so he must have guessed how he felt that I wouldn't want to get too involved with Ayja.

"... I was able to rent it without any problems. Air intake included."

Mr. Rose will embody the data distributed to the storage. The light of Malachite Green, which suddenly appeared in the air, converged to reveal a large dolphin float bag and an air intake of the type to be used on foot.

"Whoa! This is it!

Since there is no air in yet, the tension of Hannu explodes in front of the petanco float bag. With my hand in hand, Pione, I jump up high enough. I know exactly how long she's been waiting for me while I'm asleep.

If the four of us were talking about moving straight to the place where the "NPK" members are gathered, and now we could parasol around and base them, or maybe we'd enjoy going offshore by boat next to the dolphins.

"... Oh, you've recovered already, Mr. Rag. Did you just say" brave Beowulf "? I also see my health recovered as more than normal."

"What...?

Suddenly, I wondered if I had been heard from the sea, and there was someone there who didn't seem to recognize me.

"- Ka, Mr. Karel......!?

My voice rubbed upwards and became doubtful for a reason.

Apparently, Mr. Karel's appearance came up from the sea, which, to my knowledge, diverged greatly from that.

"Hmm? What's going on? Is there something on my face?

In a tone that feels slightly lighter than usual, Mr. Karel tilts his little neck as he scratches up his wet hair. The droplets bounced, reflecting the sunlight, and Mr. Karel's surroundings sparkled.

If you say there's something on your face, it's on. There are sunglasses that feel very small.

"Uh, um..."

I get lost in words.

Sandy Blonde, who looks slightly dull compared to Mr. Villey, is like an all-back because of her wet and scratched up. What you're wearing is the same color as Mr. Carrell's Photon Blood - that is, ruby red surf pants with a silver brilliant necklace around the neck. Most importantly, I hold it aside - a surfboard with a truly tropical coloring.

What's more, an explorer-like, forged body. Tight, muscular limbs, not like extra luxury, are like heroic statues or something arranged in a museum, combined with long lengths.

Would it be the word - challenging, in short - to sum these up?

Yes, that Karel, who is usually surrounded by a strong and serious atmosphere, suddenly appeared in front of him as he unleashed a playful aura. Don't be surprised by this. It was a lame story.

"The... surfing, do you like it...?

I guess so, while I ask the obvious question. Regardless, there was no stopping the smile that forced me to float slightly.

But the bright and sharp Karel instantly spotted me. And smiled at his mouth, and smiled,

"Oh, I'm sorry. You looked very different from me that I usually show you, now. You'd be surprised."

"Oh, no,"

"I'm serious now. - Okay, I thought, which chara guy the hell is it? ♪ But there's an unexpected side to Mr. Karel and he's got an uplifting liking, like?

Flim suddenly came in between, blocking my voice. Plus, with a strangely capricious nori. Fu, I remember Mr. No. 2 and Mr. No. 3 I met on the floating island. Those two feminized people were just like this.

In contrast to Flim, who said something rude to his mind, Mr. Karel doesn't even look offended, but lets him shrug his shoulders in spirits.

"Chara man...... well, don't be often told what you're dressed like, about that hand. I don't mean to."

"What, no matter what you're dressed like, is...?

I was surprised at the words that were so unexpected that I overheard them. When I say regular Mr. Karel, I say diligent, serious, courteous is like walking in clothes.

Mr. Karel lifted the sunglasses on his face over his forehead with the hands of the empty one. Then, as never before seen, the eyes that dwell in the soft emerald light are exposed.

"Oh, yeah. Thank you. The outfit doesn't matter. The look on your face in the first place seems" charming, "I am. But unfortunately, this was given to me by my parents. If you're not going to get your hands on it, of course you're not going to be humbled. So I've decided not to care about the words in that hand"

Tong, and twitching pointing at the crying black child (Meuro) under his left eye, adds:

"You can let the guy you want to say it to. All I'm saying is howl. Well, this is something I can say in life, regardless of the explorer. By the way, surfing is a hobby. Not as much as I like it."

Karel, who told me that with a spare look, looked at me with a surprisingly gentle look.

- I'm an adult...

I thought so first. This is it, adult spare. The switch between on and off is clear, or the consequent drastic fallout - I can only be in awe of a technique that I still can't emulate.

Mr. Karel looked back at the sea behind him, while

"This is the situation, but it's also off because of it. I hope you can play and rest without regret."

"What, so, but..."

He shook his neck lightly to the side when he was surprised by Mr. Karel and other unspeakable remarks and accidentally uttered a denial.

"Whatever you do, enemies - no, you haven't established yourself as enemies yet - are on their palms. I don't know what you mean, but that boy will be able to finish us off in one breath if he cares. Then in the end it depends on the chest three inches over there. It's a waste of time and energy as much as I care. Now we just have to let the situation flow, so it's best to let it flow with ease."

…………

Flashy. I can't believe that Mr. Karel said this.

No, if you're too smart in a way, is this what you end up with? There is something about the situation that leads to Hannu's extravaganza. Wise people sometimes say that they cross the same bridge, etc., but do you mean that the times and paths of crossing are so different that they end up in the same place?

"- Oh, speaking of which, Mr. Rug. I hope you want to rent sunglasses too. [M] After this, you're going to see the captain, right?

"Ah, ha, ha! - What, sunglasses...?

Suddenly Mr. Karel changes the subject, and it stretches his spine reflexively because that was the most important thing I cared about right now, but I don't see why sunglasses come out here.

"The captain cares about you too. Anyway, I fainted as soon as I met her face. I was worried that I had done something wrong. But you didn't fall because the captain did something, did you?

"-...!

The boulders seemed to break through the reason I fainted again, as did the men and Karel. The jade eyes that seemed to see through it all narrowed and became a gaze at the distance somewhere.

"Whatever I say, that outfit of the captain is [highly irritating]... to be honest, maybe some of the members of the Knights [for the same reason as you] are sick enough to be resting in a hotel over there. So I won't say anything bad. You should wear sunglasses [to reduce the damage] at all"

"Yes......! Ok......!

I was no joke, I held my fist and took it very seriously. Yes, this is a serious problem. I was once unconscious just because I got a direct message from Mr. Villey. Once added, I am unconscious with a kiss to the cheek from Hannu, Mr. Rose's ear punch, a kiss to Flim's forehead, and a kiss to the cheek from no other Villy.

I couldn't help but notice that earlier was an unexpected and unexpected development, but "seeing Mr. Villey in his swimsuit" is supposed to be seen after careful preparation and thorough measures have been taken, so to speak, "violence against the eyes and brain".

Though I don't think it would be a barricade in terms of sunglasses, there are times when the shade of just one barricade becomes an oasis. That's the extreme.

"The captain is now going to see how the group is resting at the hotel, but it should be time to come back. I want you to be careful not to fall this time. When the captain's heart breaks too much..."

That's all I said, Ha, and Mr. Karel stopped his tongue. There's a strange time, there,

…… When it scratches, what?

Hannu honestly let go of the question. Then Mr. Karel smiled with a smile that lifted the edge of his lips,

"... No, it was a silence. But I can't take it back if I said so. Let's get to the end of this honestly. When the head of the regiment's heart breaks too much - more trouble for me to take care of it. So, well, I want the more. That's what I mean."

Ha, and Karel laughed refreshingly.

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To my mind, this may be the first time I've seen Mr. Karel laugh like this. No, I've seen it inclusively laugh a few times, or where you're shaking your shoulders with laughter, but I'm sure this is the first time I've seen you break your face as if you'd taken off the armor of your heart.

Is it the cheerfulness of the seaside that should be feared? I can't believe you let that Mr. Karel be so open.

"Well, I guess I'll give you a break. - Oh, Mr. Rug. When the example boy says" rules of the game "is distributed, let's hold a meeting again. Regards."

Leaving that behind, Mr. Karel took the surfboard aside and left. Several 'NPK' members come out from under a large parasol across the street and hand Mr. Karel a towel or drink. I knew they admired me, and I thought it was too obvious.

"Damn, Rato! What are you blurring about! Let's inflate that big fish before the Villies get here!

Finally, Hannu, in a hurry, pulled my hand so hard that she became angry. Unlike me, who just woke up earlier, Hannu is putting up with this kind of time. It's time for the limits of 'Greed to Play' to be near.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Hanu. Well, let's get some air around there."

"Ugh!

Hannu nodded as I pointed to the free space on the beach, getting my will.

It was us who started scurrying and getting ready to play at sea, but it was quite a bone to inflate the dolphin float bag that Mr. Rosé rented us. Anyway, the air intake is not automatic but manual. Besides, the floating bag came of considerable size.

The first thing I did, the next thing I saw, Hannu, and "Will it be a seismic leg workout," Rosé said, stepping into the air intake still only gets about half as much air.

I thought of it and spoke to Flim lightly. [M]

"That's right, if Flim does it, he'll get the air right in, won't he?

"What? Why not?

Flim looked surprised at my suggestion as we stepped back and watched the three of us air into the floating bag.

"'Cause, you see, Flim often tells me and other hostile opponents,' Do you want to step on it? 'You say that, right? Then I guess you're good at this, too, because................................................................................................................................."

As Flim's face gradually changed to a furious grin as he explained why, I stopped my tongue on the way and honestly apologized.

"- Hey, Hart?

A tremendous cat stroke. I feel nothing but fear.

"Yes, sister..."

I wish I hadn't said anything extra, and I only regret it.

Flim, with an angel smile on his face if only for his appearance, says with a voice that tilted his little neck and made him look terribly cute.

"I'll step on your face a lot if you like, okay?

"No, I won't..."

Flim, who sealed my light mouth with intimidation like a sister, eventually helped me step on the air intake though.

"I'm coming, Raider! This is where you can see your power!

Hey, I don't know about that - in front of me watching without saying anything like that, the dolphin float swells as I see it. Fast stamping with the full capabilities of the combat boot "Sky Raider". Too fast to see the tip of your right foot.

Ultimately, the float bag swells first, or the air intake breaks first - when I started showing such a stingy look at chicken lace.

"- Oh, you're awake, Mr. Rug. I'm glad you're okay."

"Huh!?

Mr. Villey's delightful voice rang from behind, and my shoulder and back jumped like a current. At the same time, mental tension breaks into the red zone in an instant.

- No, calm down, it's okay. As Karel advised, I've already got my sunglasses and I'm properly equipped...!

"I was worried, because I would suddenly fall. Yes, Princess Xiaolong told me about the details, but it seems like you guys have had a rough time."

Mr. Villey's voice comes in step by step, and you can hear the sandals treading on the beach. And, oh? There's not just one footstep. Multiple. One, two, three...?

"? What is it? I hear you, Mr. Rug?

Mr. Villey wonders about me when I speak up and never look back. [M] Bad, we need to look back quickly.

The heartbeat on your chest is so fast. While most of my hearing was dominated by the sound of my heart bouncing out of my mouth, I put a lot of effort into my hands and feet.

- It's okay, my vision is slightly darker. I was also somewhat used to the skin tone with the flim and rosé swimsuits I just saw. You've already collapsed once, and you should be immune. I can go, don't be afraid, Ragdishardt......! Go...!

In a way, I looked back in momentum with a more pressing mind than when I came to battle with a mighty enemy.

"-Sorry about earlier, Villie. Vuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!

I should have turned around ready, but I quickly leaked my weird voice. He rushes to cover his mouth with his hands and goes out of sight for the statement. Whoever saw it, it was the worst apology. I can't believe I didn't get to the end of this.

"So, it's okay, Mr. Rug? Looks like he bit his tongue with great momentum right now......!

Mr. Villey worries about me for a suspicious reaction, even if I didn't fall this time. [M] No, no, wait, wait, I'm shaking. I'm shaking. I can't say what, but I'm shaking anyway. Hi-no-no...!

Is it also a law of physics that nails a person's gaze on a moving object? I said in my head, 'Come on, we have to get out of the way!' And while he sounded a high alarm, his body was not listening at all to what he had to say, and he had solidified while staring at certain parts of Mr. Villey.

――――

From the bottom of my heart I think. [M]

When people see something really dazzling, even if they wear sunglasses, it's something that blinds them to the glow -.

The swimsuit Mr. Villy was wearing was as simple as it sounded. Of course the color is light blue. No paleo or anything else, only the top and bottoms, really two fabrics, hide the chest and groin. Speaking of decorations, is it about the crest of the Knights of Pale Red Flames engraved on the left chest?

If Mr. Karel were here, he would say, 'Ultimate is simple. And Simply Is Best. No need for extra decorations or anything for real,' he might have explained.

Yes, Mr. Villey's beauty was perfect from the beginning. This is not my subjectivity, but the objective fact that all the world's "Sword Lady Villy" fans will snort.

I was making a mistake. Mr. Villey's everyday clothes and combat clothes, which I have seen, were never dressed or fashionable.

They were only "seals" in the end. Alternatively, it may be called a "restraint". Mr. Villey's beauty didn't overwhelm his surroundings, so he kept his destructive power in check.

But now that I'm in a swimsuit, I don't have that repression. The style, which occupies the majority of the exposed area of the skin called bikini style, is that it is a state of total openness of beauty, and we also know that even the 'NPK' members who should be nearby, as Mr. Karel said, will fall, and I see very well that this would certainly have been instantly killed had they not worn sunglasses as well.

Glowing platinum blonde ponytail. Ice blue bikini clearer than ethereal. Healthy skin with no spots naturally decorated and accentuated by them. In bright shades, the deep redness of the eyes placed on the pompous, finds out that its beauty no longer reaches the demonic realm.

Goddess - No, [something] beyond the Goddess.

The unspeakable emotion in my heart that touched the beauty of this world blows through the storm.

- Yeah, well, I'm not really sure what I'm talking about myself.

"Mr. Rug, you can't force yourself too much, because you won't be aware, but you're pretty worn out. What are you doing now, Princess Xiaolong? Rug, managing your health is not your job as a partner. It's not if we're playing together, is it?

When I didn't succeed, for some reason, Mr. Villey started pointing his tongue at Hannu.

"Huh? I'm playing, who do you mean? The concubine hasn't even played yet."

"You're trying to play, inflate that big floating bag there"

"Huh, this is not about getting ready to play. I'm not playing."

Hannu becomes more defiant and more firm than anyone against Mr. Villey. It is above all the proof left that we are dealing with it in arms. Mr. Villey exhales a pioneering sigh at Hanu, who does not try to have ears to say and hear things that are disjointed.

"It's called reason, Princess Xiaolong."

And here I return it to me. I shouldn't, it develops into a futile fight as it is. We have to stop it.

"- Oh, uh, excuse me! I invited you to play with me, so, you know, Hannu's not bad...!

He rushes in between them and directs them to point the spear at me. Great, my mouth and body moved properly. I almost felt really sorry for myself if I couldn't do anything with this.

With my shelter in Hannu, Mr. Villey decided to put up a spear. What are you staring at with your arms in front of your chest - soft there exquisitely reshaped - me!?

Blind your gaze sideways in the shadow of your sunglasses.

"... you have no choice. If that's what you are. But you can't do that, can you? 'Cause it didn't seem like anything earlier, and then all of a sudden it fell down."

"Ah, ha, ha! Or, you know, I'm really sorry about earlier!!

Instead of drawing my sword, I was cautioned lightly, so I jumped to the topic, fortunately, and I apologize for the disrespect of the previous encounter. Keep your head down deep,

"You know, I hope I was really tired then, not because I saw Mr. Villey's face, but because the thread of tension was broken, or because I felt safe and out of my mind, anyway! Never mind, it's not Mr. Villey's fault! I'm so, so sorry!!

My guilt gradually grew heavier as I stood up, and my head kept going down.

- I apologize too much, Mr. Rag.

With gentle words, Mr. Villey's hand was placed on my shoulder. It's a move to stop your head from going further down and make you face up.

"I told you, didn't I? You are the" brave Beowulf. "You shouldn't bow your head to others so lightly. See? Especially there. Scary sister is staring at you, isn't she?

"... Huh?

Scary sister, I look up unexpectedly to the Word of Interest.

When it comes to 'sister' to me, the head is flimsy, and the next thing I know, Mr. Rosé. Needless to say, Flim feels somewhere "sisterly present" in Rosé, a fellow and martial arts teacher, today because he lives with us these days.

Anyway, it's hard to imagine Flim or Rosé staring at me in this stream, and when it comes to someone else who's 'sister', it's about Mr. Villey in front of me.

"- Ha...!? A., Mr. Ashley......!?

Whoever was ahead of him in his gaze was Ashley Leoncabarlo, one of the executives' "Cartel Third", close to Mr. Villey.

…………

Silent pressure.

Mr. Ashley, who makes his red-gold hair the same signon as usual, had made a stand worthy of the seaside, unlike any other.

The first thing I notice is sunglasses on my face, just like mine. From the other side of the inky lens without degrees, the eyes, which would otherwise look rugged, are narrowed by the needle, and yet a similar gaze is emitted on the razor.

It's hard to assure you that what you're wearing is a swimsuit. Because he wears an orange rush guard that completely covers his shoulders to the thighs.

Because the previous zipper is closed tightly, the contents are not known. However, you are likely to be wearing a swimsuit on the inside because you are not wearing anything white legs peeking from under the rush guard and are exposed to bare skin except wearing sandals.

"Yes, yes, I am too. Yikes! Beo-san."

Next to Mr. Ashley, who turns his gaze too sharply, was Zelda Assandri, who is almost no exaggeration to say she and her partner. He laughs and waves at me flirtatiously.

Featuring a navy wolf cut, she wore a sporty swimsuit as impressed. Two pieces that feel like denim fabric has been cut into large chunks. The top has a number of zippers of unknown use, except the one in the center, and the bottoms are hotpant-shaped. The design looks great on a vibrant and cheerful Zelda.

Mr. Villey laughs joyfully at my eyes stiff to Mr. Ashley's unspoken intimidation, dull.

"Look, right? Ashley always spills this in front of us. - Beowulf shouldn't be that weak at all, if he was always Rin like he was in battle, he wouldn't even look cool yet." It's right. Don't say anything extra, Captain Victoria. Shh!!!

When Mr. Villey tried to tell me about Mr. Ashley, whom I didn't know, he blocked it with tremendous momentum. So much so that the sunglasses on his face deviated because he shouted so hastily.

It seems to me to be a pretty rude ten-million-dollar act to look at, but do you mean rude while you're taking off your uniform?

"Yes, yes, I get it, already. Relax, Ashley."

Mr. Villey laughs couscous and flushes his men's misconduct into the water. And then, with a beautiful hand to me, I said to Mr. Ashley, 'Come on, do you have something to say?' I urged.

Ha, and again, my gaze meets with Ashley, who dyed bright red to her ears.

I noticed it here. Yes, I'm with you.

I'm wearing sunglasses on Karel's advice right now. And Mr. Ashley is wearing the same sunglasses that are what I say but don't look good on him.

This is just a guess, but - I'm sure it is. Mr. Ashley must also be wearing sunglasses [to soften the power of Mr. Villey's swimsuit at all].

Therefore, I draw the will from her gaze.

'... those sunglasses. So are you, too, Beowulf'

'... yeah, yes. Impact Resistance vs. Flash Defense, it feels like'

'I understand. I also find it horrible that Captain Victoria's charm while of the same sex.'

"If it is, it is no longer equal to the murder weapon for me, the man."

'Yeah, the other guys were exhausted. Win Without Fighting - Never thought the ultimate of the sword would come true in this way'

"I can't believe the tears and the depths of the martial arts were hidden in a seaside vacation..."

With just a moment of staggered gaze, me and Mr. Ashley had this kind of exchange of intentions - maybe. Although I can't assure you that it is only verbal communication and my subjectivity.

"... Beowulf"

Now it's the flesh of reality, and Mr. Ashley called me. She calls me 'Ragdishardt' occasionally by her real name when she seriously scolds me or preaches, but basically and externally she calls me 'Beowulf' all the time.

Crisp, and the bottom of the sandal gently sounded the sand chewing, and suddenly Mr. Ashley approached me.

At unquestionable speed, I reflexively raise my hands.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry - oh, no, no, this is different and that!?

I apologized from the edge where they told me not to bow my head lightly, and my upset went further. Within doing so, Mr. Ashley's face approached him to a breathtaking distance, and his lips under his large sunglasses were the most open,

"- What are you looking at, Girosilo and Captain Victoria's limbs, stretched under your nose? Shame on you. Shame on you."

That's what they said at a tremendous speed.

"……………… is, yes……?

Though I thought it would piss me off, being cut in from too unexpected an angle temporarily froze my head off.

Shit, Mr. Ashley approaches even closer and raises his voice.

"So...!

In front of me, Mr. Ashley's face up full of vision. The distance is too close, and you can no longer only see her sunglasses, or you're close enough for each other's sunglasses to bump into each other in a little while.

"Uh, uh, a, ashley, mr......!?

Unexpectedly, I couldn't carry on. [M] I only pat my eyes behind my sunglasses, but I can't move.

Seeing me become a cock dick, Mr. Ashley seems in a hurry.

"- That's what I'm saying, we shouldn't turn that shameful gaze to our captain! Hey, what are those sunglasses that don't look great! Is it to hide the nasty gaze anyway!? Captain Victoria will not forgive me for this! Look, this time, Captain Victoria's swimsuit is something that only the people involved in the Knights of Pale Red Flames can see, and not the outsiders you should see -"

"Oh? That's troubling, Ashley. Then I won't be able to play with you, Rag."

but now Mr. Villey's voice blocked Ashley from trying to fold over his long mouth as a machine gun.

Biki, make a noise - it may be my fault - that Mr. Ashley's movements suddenly stop. Between a few moments, then look back with a giggle, and a hourly motion of a machine out of oil,

"... Captain, now, what...?

Mr. Villey answers Ashley's question as if to intimidate him with a low voice.

"-? So, Rug, if you forbid me to see you in my swimsuit, I won't be able to play with you. This is my opportunity, and that's troublesome, I said...?

"Huh... Huh!?

As if there was no such thing, Mr. Ashley leaked a surprise groan to Mr. Villey, who pronounced that badly and naturally as he leaned his neck.

I know how you feel. I mean, I'm surprised, too.

It's an irregular thing that wasn't planned now anyway, and even a mandatory vacation period.

In the common sense of Explorer, even if you have no choice but to play, at least it's Theory who stops by and acts on each cluster unit.

Most importantly, there's also [the other day] between me and Mr. Villey. Yes, Mr. Villey just made a bomb statement in front of the "broadcaster," and the "NPK" members, beginning with Mr. Ashley, are still [watching] me in a state like a charged razor. In fact, I still feel some people watching this one on the far roll.

Naturally, they don't say four or five things when fighting, so they all seal their minds and fight together, and they receive my support ceremony without complaining.

But once you leave the battlefield, it's not a story.

"Nah - I won't! What are you thinking, Captain Victoria?

Needless to say, Mr. Ashley rebelled a lot. She completely forgot to block my sight, so she turned her heel back and ate it to her own boss.

"Do you know what the situation is now!? It's an emergency!? Do you think if you are playing with extra clusters!?

"That being said, as Karellen said, nothing can be done about the status quo, right? I think it would be best to have fun if we had to hang out together."

"I'm saying it's not a situation where you're playing from the beginning. I am!!

Mr. Ashley's tension rises without ceiling to Mr. Villey, who returns it with a Kyoton face. However, Mr. Ashley's height is about average compared to Mr. Long Villy's. Because there is a difference in height for one head lightly, I really can't help but say 'my sister is complaining about my sister' or it looks like a picture like 'a small dog is can-can-barking at a big dog'.

"If you want to give up a hundred steps and play, but if you want to deepen rapport between cluster members, then only other cluster humans will play with Beowulf anyway. What are you thinking?!!

Hannu and Flim sometimes do, but Mr. Ashley has a great lung vitality, too. Overwhelmed by a wave of words in one breath, this momentum. Or is anger the driving force that makes you do it?

Mr. Billy, a boulder, was also surprised by too many swordscreens, making a barricade with both hands while slightly pulling his hips,

"Oh, calm down, Ashley, I'm not trying to mess with you guys."

"That's not what I'm saying! What we like is Captain Victoria going our way without worrying about us!! It doesn't matter how much we are!!

In response to Mr. Villey, who tried to brake him, Mr. Ashley said something extraordinary.

…… -?... Huh? Hey, wait, don't worry about it - yeah, wow, I don't know, Ashley, what the hell are you talking about...?

Mr. Villey, who was beaten to incomprehensible claims with tremendous momentum, seems to be uncommonly intensely confused. Make your eyes black and white - not white and red, and stare at Mr. Ashley, who is out of his mind, as if to see an unspoken Gentile.

"So... Shh... Ra!

Mr. Ashley, who can hardly accept his thoughts, stepped on a childlike estate waste.

That's when.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

When I wondered if a voice had flown calling for Mr. Ashley at a hell of a speed from side to side in the outing, the Lord of the Voice rushed at more speeds than that.

I don't know, it's super fast.

I couldn't even stop looking.

A golden shadow that came this far, almost with the sound, burst into Mr. Ashley's flank with an arrowy momentum.

per body (tackle).

"Oops."

Only a slightly dumb, careless exhale was left on the spot, and Mr. Ashley's body blew out of sight.

That was too sudden, too sudden.

Maybe Mr. Ashley at the time didn't realize the shadow coming in too expensive.

It was the tiny golden shadow that set up the ultra-fast ramp (charge). The movement was too fast to see the details, but I can largely guess who it is.

Slightly between them, the person who hit me and Mr. Ashley came together and broke through the surface of the sea, dobong, and the sound of sinking.

A few seconds.

Again, Zabah! and I wondered if there was a sound breaking through the sea level, and the next moment I heard Mr. Ashley yelling like a scream.

"Yikes - what do you do all of a sudden uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!