Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

Blue sea, white clouds.

Waving oceans shine like jewels in the sunlight.

He's here.

Midsummer. Those who come to visit the sea change into swimsuits for both men and women, washing away the summer heat with the cold of the sea.

One boy bakes corn while drooling the jealousy that sublimated those who came to such a sea bath to their earliest annoyance.

"Weird.... why am I baking corn while the main character sweats? This is an awesome scene with heroin power. Why did you work at the ocean house in the first place, Cora? I guess I'll have to go to the polo event. Though it must be about as many porn times as bruising. By and large, it's corn. A meal would be nice, but let it get numb, Cora. In the first place..."

"That's enough stupidity, Yong. We only have two hours left to take a break. It's a last minute."

"I've been roasting corn for five hours! You said you burned the moroccan for the next two hours!? He's dying!

You're not going to die, are you?

"That's not the problem, is it!? Ah, 500 yen (in yen because it's outside). Thank you. I did."

The company courage of the previous generation of brave men weeps as they offer their guests the corn to be burned on the net with the best grilling addition and subtraction.

"If you're happy to hear about the ocean, you say you're a part-timer at the ocean house? Are you kidding me?

"Please ask Master Norn for all your stupidity"

Answered with a cool face without a sweat, Leonhardt, a blonde man selling yakitori next to Yong, hangs a sauce on a skewer stabbed chicken.

Joo Woo!

The sauce touches the net and the sound evokes hunger along with the fragrant smell is played.

"... right. It was a little hot and frustrating. Forgive me."

Bravery and Leonhardt, I can tell you why the two of them are also going through an equal ordeal to hell of a grill while their feet are burned on the beach in such a midsummer sunshine, the 'Witch of Time' thing, the two can snort strongly that it's Norn's fault.

"Hehe. I don't mind, Yong. Now you and I are a community of destiny.... let's overcome this ordeal together!

Yong's eyeballs became hot at the words of his former comrades who had crossed the dead line together.

"Right, Leonhardt. Let's get through this hell together... Hey Temee, if you think you look slightly cooler, how many hips are you sitting on?"

"Oh, have I found out? Of course, my love sword, Glassdiva, but what is it?

Leo answers with a cool face. On his lower back was a demonic sword laid on his sheath.

[Demon Sword/Glassdiva]

Skills

· Frozen magic performance UP

-MP consumption 30% less

- Heat resistant

Heat resistant. Heat resistant...

"If you're a community of destiny, lend me a sole."

"Hahahaha... I'm sorry, but you refuse"

Joo......

hahaha ~

Uh-huh.

Oh, fuck!

I want to hang on!

The sound of the chicken roasting the corn, the happy voice of a strange couple, unravels into the mid-summer sea.

Joo...................

Joo............!

"My Soul Wishes (Unlimited Disair)!

"With your moves, let's go beyond you......!

Bravery raises a shining sword, and Leo takes his place. Tension ran on the field.

In a one-touch atmosphere, it was a third party who took a step forward.

"What are you playing at this fucking busy time, Temee et al."

fisting as he hoisted his mouth, the crown prince of the Balanches Empire, Ebsal, appears.

"If this looks like you're playing, your eyes are a pit. You want me to introduce you to a good doctor?

"Let's get an armed doctor, too. And your pits will heal."

"Temeh and the others, are you friendly or good? Clarify."

With a loud sigh, Ebsal scratched up his red crimson hair like that flame.

"So? What are you doing? Are you tired of the kitchen for two with your old man?

Bravery asks Ebsal as he puts the roasted corn on a plate and still puts the raw corn on the net.

Gilley was currently partitioning the kitchen for this' House of the Sea Norn 'as she rushed me to the point where she closed the kitten ringing pavilion.

The kitchen staff is eavesdropping on the guilley. Specializing in grilling is Yong and Leo.

"Oh, that's exactly what I'm talking about. Elf's old man told me to go buy it out."

That's what Ebsal says. He gives Brave a piece of paper.

"Wow, that's a great amount. What about the money?"

"Bring the receipt."

I sighed at the number of words written Biscilli on the back table of the note paper and the amount indicated by X and the numbers representing the number of purchases.

"What about Moroccan?

"Temporarily discontinued, they'll let it resume as soon as the ingredients arrive"

"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."

That's how he took off his sandals and put his strength into his legs.

His appearance disappeared in an instant.

"What can I do? Chicken is also suspicious of stock......" "Ask inside until Yong arrives. Guests are starting to gather because it's noon."

"I see, I understand."

Leo started cleaning up the ingredients in a tedious motion when he nodded.

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"What the hell?"

Exactly enough. Far from the South Gaelic Islands, Yong, who manifested his holy sword and unleashed his full abilities as a brave man, literally took rare items from Pretty Slime meat chunks living in the vicinity of the Empire of Lieselion that would be less than 1% available in hunting games, such as fancy sheep poisonous hair, the immortal heart and evil eye of a cutie dragon living in the Lagayle Mountains of the Balanchel Empire, and the Heart Leviathan's hegemonic fin living on the shores of Coutoria in the southeast of the Kingdom of Luxeria. Bravery, who ended it in only thirty minutes, was genuinely surprised by the way the sea house had changed in just thirty minutes.

"Welcome back, lady. Cold tea is served."

Leonhardt wears a swallow tail outfit and escorts a woman in perfect work.

The knight is dead, or I can't feel uncomfortable with his appearance. You're more of a butler, aren't you? I'm going to make up my mind.

I take advantage of what I usually do with princesses and treat female guests as princesses in customer service.

"Heh heh, it's a good swimsuit for you, lady."

In every part of the dialogue, the minds of female guests are at times.

"Humph, are you finally home?... Look, here's your seat, don't leave me, okay?

This is also Ebsal, who takes women to their seats in swallow tail clothes again. If Leonhardt is the appraisal of a refreshing young butler, Ebsal is a butler like a Yankee. The tie is bent, and the button on the shirt is open up to the third button, and you can see it all the way around the clavicle.

Such a sloppy outfit, but the characteristic wildness of Ebsal is even more pronounced in that outfit. An unscrupulous attitude also tickles a woman's mind.

"Welcome home, lady!

Tenjo kite tickles the motherhood instincts of the women with a serious attitude, although not as much as Leonhardt.

"It would have been very hot out there. I recommend iced tea. This specialty is a blend of several varieties to make it delicious for the lady.... What do you think?

The woman throws down her purse string in the last look of humility with a pale recommendation.

"Oh, thank you for waiting, my husband! Place your order. … Ooh, the refreshments are not on the menu!

While they are all dressed in butler clothes, it is Akira who deals with fewer male customers wearing only one pretentious, miniscule maid outfit.

Small, his loving appearance coupled with his asylum-seeking, small-animal personality earns him an idyllic place within The House of the Sea Norn, transformed into butler coffee. The Lily woman's opponent is also in his hands.

... Well, I can't explain the employees so far, but until about thirty minutes ago, it was just a house of the sea.

but standing in front of Yong was a slightly smaller but splendid western hall.

Its long line of snakes, mixed with several men in the queue of female guests, reminds me of the time of the nuts.

The warriors who go to that battlefield march together. She decides to cross the corpse of a comrade who falls off into so much heat that she fights through to the minute of the comrades, who walk hot sand in their hands with the employee's guts in their hands.

Who can blame you for the bravery that surprises you so much...

"Kakah, you surprised me."

"If you show up..."

In the eyes of a courageous looking back was a toddler with clear white hair burned all over her body in flour, wearing a white piece.

"The Witch of Time Norn."

Wearing white hoodies and a wide straw hat on her sunglasses, she looks good in the middle of summer, but shouldn't be there.

Well, you shouldn't worry about it because it's out there.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Kakaku, I forgot to mention that my concubine is a lady, not a toddler."

"Don't forget to tell me you're over a thousand babas."

"Well, leave that alone. Shall I guess what you're thinking now?

"No one can take it off."

"I wanted to try the fashionable butler coffee now."

"Don't say that answer first, not my voice of doubt!

I hung up my chest for fun, Norn.

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