Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

Port Rhinos Eastern Beach

"Thank you -"

"Still baked noodles?

"Yes, I'm home!

"I'd like a grilled corn over here."

"Yes, I'm home!

sunshine with her, creating a scorching heat. The sound of waves repeated on a regular basis and the smell of searing Iso. The sandy beach, absorbed by the sun, has heat that scorches the soles of its feet.

We worked hard in the heat of the sea where Maximum was opening his shop this past season.

The house of the sea makes noises with juice of what the wind chimes sound like and turns up the heat on an iron plate, without any effect in front of a pot that boils down, the temperature exceeds 38 degrees, which is physically hellish hot.

Guests don't seem to decrease at all, and more and more fun couples and swimsuit families grow in numbers.

"Saki, he's gonna die"

The heat makes the helo, Orion falls to the sandy beach pounding.

When I threw the cold lamb, Orion drank a sip with Gabgab like he had found an oasis in the desert.

"I'm back. But I'm gonna die again soon."

"I'm sure you and Sophie would like to see the summer sea."

"Because I grew up in the mountains and I never went into the ocean. Sophie said the ocean was a great place."

"No, you weren't there when I came to Midir before. Where did Sophie go?"

Seeing who Orion points to, Sophie exhales a lot more troubled as she eats shaved ice in a simple dining space for her guests.

"Ha, no. Ha, ha. Work, you bastard."

I had it. I slap Sophie on the head with my waist.

"What are you doing, you just hit me with cad! I'm having a heat stroke and I'm not feeling well!

"You're not feeling well while you're crunching the ice."

"Why should I work in the house of the sea? I said I wanted to go to the sea, but I didn't say I wanted to work!

"You don't have a choice, Maximum says he's busy at this time of year, and it's good for us that the Allies moisturize, once a parent company position."

"What if I told you I would come with all the chariots? If we get attacked right now, there's no one to defend us."

"Don't worry, Roberto and Sebastian will take care of you."

Sebastian and the others invited us, but the summer sun is tough on the old body. We were supposed to leave a message saying ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho. Now I realize that choice was the way of the wise.

"The people of the people of the people, when they went out to the sea, said they didn't enjoy it."

Breathe in with Orion.

"It's crazy, you should be angry normally!

"We're an at-home country. Just work."

"I don't like it! As long as you follow a king who says things like an excuse for a black employer, you will die! All you have to do is work for someone taller than me!

"It's not more rare than you!

Even such an asshole is supremely rare.

"But surely what happened to Erica and the Raylans?

I'll call off Kachanov, who's gone through the vicinity.

"Kachanov, don't you know Erica or Raylan?

"If you're Erica's sister, forget about the body's heat resistance treatment, wake her up overheated and let her fall over there. Mr. Raylan told the undead if he was an asshole or something, and he was dead over there."

"Why did you come, those guys!

I knew Raylan was vulnerable to water, but I didn't know Aerica, the one you asked for, was falling down too.

"Dee, what happened to Dee! If he's gonna do a high level job on everything!

"Didn't you go fishing on a high-speed boat to procure ingredients in the morning, Dee's sister? I felt so shaken and drunk that I was still throwing up in the toilet."

No, High-Rare can't use the house!

They all don't even change into swimsuits, they fall down and go to the potty.

"Weird, why are you showing all the heroin that went glocky in swimsuit times!

"I would never let an EX rare carry a roasted noodle."

"It's a shame, we're less than coarse!

"It's reopened!

When I'm talking to Sophie, Maximum comes with a box of ingredients.

The naked, shallow black, tanned Mukimuki man in his upper body shows off his two much white teeth when he looks at this one.

"I'm sorry, Mr. King, we're short on manpower! The more people you have, the more money you'll make, so you can count on your share. Do you want to touch my biceps?

"I'm not touching you! Why are you trying to muscle the encounter head!

"Good muscle, huh?

"That's not the problem!

"Front Biceps!"

Maximum muscle poses but ignored. I recently learned that when it comes to dealing with people, they are in good shape.

Running around with the Army of Amazonas and Normal Simons, even if it's low rarity, these guys are so much more useful.

"You have no choice, let me change into a bathing suit, too. It could take away all the gaze on the beach. Then the flexing, muscular surfers, your sister is beautiful. Nah, I don't know what to do. I'm a priest and I'm in trouble."

No, no, no. Sophie shakes her face with her cheeks down.

"Mr. Sophie, who followed the surfer, was surrounded by the inflexible men who were ambushing him, and he didn't even..."

"Why are you suddenly making such a disturbing development!

You didn't like the development of the abusive novel. Sophie is puffy and angry.

"Saki, the shop people are running out of meat"

"If it's meat, Mr. Donfries will be there."

"Cockroach, over there. She was nagging a woman."

"Get close to him from behind and break his neck at a speed he won't realize he's dead. And the galaxy?"

"A couple of tough land surfers just numbered me and forced me to take you."

Akan! Look away from him, he's about to be humiliated!

Minutes later

I came back with a dash of everything I could to reclaim the galaxy.

"Ha-ha-ha, this one sucked"

I was about to be stripped of my clothes when I was held down by my hands in the shadow of a rock.

It was a pretty bad situation. If it was one more step late, I would have just gotten a higher rate on this story.

"Thank you, Hall ~"

"You, you can't beat those guys to such an extent, if you do, kill them!

"But I can't believe I killed someone who's not guilty of anything..."

"It's a feminine assault! Look, if you don't kill me, I'll kill you instead!

"Oh, you know, it means you'll protect me..."

"I hate being hurt or defiled on my own! I'm sweet to myself, but women are the type of people I tie up!

Orion and Sophie I was listening to are scumbags. They point to there being scumbags.

"Oh, thank you......"

[Galactic liking increased by fifty]

By the way, there's no such thing as a favoritism system in this story.

After such a busy day, the guests were starting to pull around about 2 p.m.

"Thank you, Mr. King. After that, we can turn it around just our people, so I hope they bring us all."

"Well, then let me do that"

I broke up with Juju and the Maximums who made the beach roast once sound good, and all of us chariots were supposed to play at sea.

Chloe under the beach parasol is cheering and inviting this one when she thinks it's finally a decent swimsuit reunion.

Oh, I have a feeling something's horny.

"King, I have a favor to ask you."

That being said, Chloe offered this bottle with oil and removed the bra of the amethyst-colored swimsuit she was wearing.

The fruit polon, which is white and deftly fruitful, falls zero, and it blows out unexpectedly.

"Blah!"

"Are you sure you want to apply the oil?

"I don't mind, this kind of thing. When my hands are weird while I'm applying oil, I'm ticklish, swimsuit pollon. Etsy! but not temple?

If you suddenly get your tits poloned, there's something called summer emotion.

"Should I hide it?

"You can keep it that way"

As I greased Chloe as I craved, Freya, with a scary face, approached me from the beach.

Freya shows off her beautiful footwear in a deep red frilled bikini with red flowers on her head at all costs.

But that look doesn't make a pretty girl look good when you bastard slaughter her.

"Um, come on, why don't you stop oiling the milk of a middleman's mother with your eyes?

"I'm sorry, I'll paint Freya too, so take it off -"

Freya's sandals stick in my face.

"I'm a king for once. I've never heard of a king who gets footstamped."

"Sketchy."

For once, it seems Freya will do the temple.

The EX people were starting to come back to life when they did that.

"There's a watermelon! I want to break the watermelon!

I brought multiple watermelons to see where Simons had purchased them from.

"Not bad, let's do it"

"It's a summer poem."

"Sometimes I'll stick with the young man's play. Ah. Totally young, I need to take care of him. Look, the word" people "doesn't mean they support each other, but that young people have to support the elderly from the bottom."

"All right, I'm gonna start breaking watermelons!

"Here, don't ignore me. Ah!

It was Orion and the galaxy, Freia, Sophie, Erica, Lily and Donfly who had eaten up on it.

The blindfolded Orion walks to make sure of the sandy beach with his feet, approaching the placed watermelon.

"Wait a minute! This isn't the watermelon split I know!

"I'll wait!

Next to the watermelon, I was buried all the way to my neck, and there was Donfly.

Watermelon, my head, the line of Donfly's neck.

"Right, right, right!

"Yes, just shake it and kill it!

"Don't guide me outright!

Totally Sophie and Freya have mixed personal grievances.

It was precisely in this state that I buried myself in the sand with no hands or feet.

"Holy shit!

When Orion shook his stick down loudly, he hit Donfly's head directly next to mine, and Donfly's neck collapsed powerless.

"Fear, fear, fear! Didn't he die in real life!?

"Oh, I thought so."

"Don't My Don't My, Who's Going Next?

"Wait, Mr. Donfly, help him! It's a psychopath, you guys!?

Yea and the girls engage the next person while hi-touching.

Next up is Erica, who was glocky with fever until just now.

My instincts showed me not to die on this.

"Wait a minute, Erica has sensors, so blindfolding and all that is pointless!

The girls groping Aerica with a wooden stick, the slightly unfluttering Aerica went away from the watermelon.

"Not that way! Disagree! Disagree!

"Reverse!

Is that Erica's sensor fever breaking down? If you think so, Erica throws away a stick of wood and holds a gun in her hand like a long-barrelled rifle.

"Is that...?

"Hey, did you properly teach Erica the watermelon splitting rules?

"I said, if I blindfold you and block your sight, you can break the watermelon because you can do whatever you want later -"

A dong lowly sound echoes in the middle of what I'm saying, and the sand around Erica winds up by the recoil of the rifle. At the same time, the watermelon that was next to me was ejected by a bullet, and my cheeky, crushed watermelon poured down.

"... don't let him shoot or anything."

We then salted the crushed watermelon and ate a slightly scorched watermelon.