- Three days later -

I've had some slow healing, and I'm going back to Freesia with Mr. Marr and Tin.

Three days after that, I just keep making kamakras and snowmen with my love not progressing.

Sometimes Chan missed Mr. Marr in, and it never got a sweet vibe.

You should be thankful, even if you just didn't find out where you were going to kiss me.

If Mr. Leanbell ticks me off, it's going to collapse a lot......

As for the tin, it's a totally messy life.

It seems that food and drowsiness prevailed over the beautiful view of the snow capital.

He used to like the new croquette bread, and he looked happy.

It was like a sleeping New Year's Eve full of social folks just sleeping, eating, sleeping, and eating repeatedly.

I think it has been a good sanatorium for tins who usually make hard requests.

I originally came here for vacation. Chan decided to break up in this city.

I'd like to play with you more, but we have something in common that we'd like to get back to Friesia soon.

Mr. Marr wants to see his dear Mr. Leenbell.

Tin wants to go back to his favorite sister, Mr. Lienbell.

I also want to be loved by Angel Lienbell. [M]

Ten thousand beloved women, that's Mr. Lienbell.

I want to feed it as soon as possible and keep it up-sensitive.

When I broke up with the Channi and the others, I paid the escort fee properly.

It was supposed to be 10 pieces of white gold coin (10 million yen) on schedule, but I gave you 20 pieces (20 million yen) considering I let you fight Estelle.

The two faces received with Gesui faces will not be forgotten for the rest of their lives.

But unfortunately, it's not a big deal for me.

Because he sells demons in the desert and is now a millionaire with a total asset of over a billion lightly.

An adventurer who succeeds at 10 years of age and lives a winning life.

Naturally, the carriage back to Freesia is also rented out and escorted by the adventurers.

I'm rich but I'm a hippo man, so the tin arranged it all for me to pay for it.

That's it, now in the carriage on the way home.

I'm sitting next to a tin that won't let me sit on my thigh, facing Mr. Marr.

"Yes, I wanted to ask you something."

As I recall something, Mr. Marr pounded his hand.

"What's wrong with you?

"I don't want to ask Tatsuya.

I want to ask Tin. "

They're two like opposite poles in character, but sometimes they're the same age and they're close.

You can't possibly dislike Mr. Marr for his sister, Tin.

"Hmm? What?

"Every time Tin is holding hands with Tatsuya in a city other than Friesia?

"Yeah, occasionally"

They ask me weird questions, tins with a hatena state on their head, and Mr. Marr looking at me with his jito eyes.

And I spit in a loud, goofy sound.

Carriage air is starting to get steep and heavy.

Why has this happened?

Yes, that was when we got to Desert Rose, the desert capital.

When I was banned from interacting with a swimsuit beauty, I wanted Marr to hold my hand and say the right thing.

He wants Mr. Marr to hold hands because he's walking with Tin so he won't get lost in other cities.

I just didn't think Tin and Mr. Marr would ever talk about that, and I can't hide the confusion.

Perhaps Mr. Marr would have thought that he had no choice but to hold hands because he could not relate to the swimsuit beauty.

Because of both my thoughts, I can't lower my point here.

The fact that you wanted to hold hands with Mr. Marr is true.

I didn't care about the swimsuit beauty...... and I know I'm sorry I can't deny it.

Still, I want Marr, the lily girl, to be left on the album of her heart as a beautiful memory.

Follow us in the form of burying the outer moat in turn from the tin.

"You forgot? Tin.

You walked with your hand in the king's capital. "

"I haven't forgotten, I remember.

Connected on a date. "

"Huh!? So, date?!

I don't know what to do, things may have gotten worse.

Mr. Marr's jealousy made his eyes harder.

The crocodile and the kind of gripping fist that forces is over 70 dangerous as soon as possible.

It's obvious, but it's been a sudden triangle.

"Su, does the tin hold hands with others?

Like Mr. Kyle or Mr. Zach. "

"Yeah, just Tatsuya"

"Duh, why?

"Because I like it"

I just let tin say it in a guided interrogation, but my heart makes me roar.

A collaboration of disloyalty and happiness: a confession while receiving Mr. Marr's jito eyes.

"I knew you were right.

Normally, you can't hold hands with a good (...) person (...).

I can't believe I want you to hold my hand, please (...) people (...) or (...) people (...) "

"See?! Shh, only for those who like it..."

All right, I managed to help.

I liked Mr. Marr from the beginning, so I held hands.

Mr. Marr, who dyes his face red, is the maiden himself in love.

I've liked Mr. Marr since the beginning properly, though.

I'm glad you didn't have to make a weird mistake.

"... something, weird"

"" Huh?!

"The two of you look weird"

I didn't know Mr. Marr's fire suppression had just succeeded, but now he's going to jump into a tin.

How can a tin that you're not normally supposed to be jealous of get jealous in a carriage, a closed space with no escape route.

"Me, we're normal, right?

We've been together for a long time, but, Beh, nothing happened. "

"Oh, yeah, because it's not weird at all.

Tama and Crowe were there, and there was nothing nasty about it, was there?

Apparently, Mr. Marr is a pie who wants to hide both thoughts.

You must be afraid to get into Mr. Lienbell's ear via tin.

"I haven't asked if anything nasty happened.

I just said two people are weird. "

Shit, I can't believe you're digging a grave.

Mistakes in persuasion have become more pronounced lately.

I thought it was my only stunt.

It's a pretty subtle line, though, if you ask me if I've actually had anything nasty.

I'm pretty sure it was a nasty thought though.

"Heh, don't think weird.

Because when I went to the desert capital, Mr. Marr just told me not to be offended by the woman in the bathing suit.

I was strictly checked not to cheat, and I was so healthy.

Right, huh? Mr. Marr. "

"Oh, yeah.

Tatsuya didn't look around. "

Right, because the basics were thrilled with Mr. Marr's handcuffs.

I didn't mainly look around me with a weird eye, just looking at you with a weird eye.

"That's fine.

What were you doing in the desert?

"Oh, yeah, mostly frog handling, I guess.

I knocked them out all over Freesia, so I had them dismantled. "

At that moment, my eyes changed looking at me in the tin.

He holds my hand with both hands and looks at me with a sparkling glance.

"Cool!"

I can't wait to be told that tin is cool.

Maybe this means that a man who can defeat a cockroach at home is nice, to a degree.

I'm the type to do everything in my power to get away from G.

I'm pretty sure I've gotten a liking, so I'm going to take the word for it.

It's rare to be praised for anything other than cooking.

Then when I started talking about Mr. Marr's giant worm crusade, thinking I would be praised by a righteous tin, I looked doomed and listened to my work.

but there is no praise from a tin who knows the status.

I'm starting to get angry that I got a solo S-rank request that could kill me.

"How did you get that unscrupulous request?

"Why didn't you say no?

"I don't know what it means to challenge someone you can't possibly win"

Tins of faceless characters don't sound as loud and angry as Mr. Lienbell.

A pale situational hearing continues, trapped in a jail of words that never escapes, and quietly continues to exert pressure.

"But I could take it down properly..."

"I was just lucky enough to take it down.

I want you to tell me what it means for a supporting role to take the initiative and join the fight. "

I can't find a word to say back to the violence of the word honesty.

"I'm sorry."

Tin was pretty angry that you didn't like being impotent when you weren't there.

So much so that Mr. Marr, who is in the same car, sees the view outside and keeps spending time silently.

On this day, Tin's mood never healed, and even when he ate dinner, he got angry.

The escort adventurers and Mr. Marr will never help, and serving fried chicken is no different because they love tins.

"In the first place, the demons of the desert are strong.

But the worm is not a good match for a lick. "

"Tin, okay, 'cause I got it.

Forgive me for what I did.

This is the sixth time I've heard a strong worm. "

"No, the worm is strong.

If you don't sense it, it will appear from your feet and be swallowed up in an instant. "

In the end, Tin's sermon never ended, and he was to continue listening late at night with adventurers on camp watch.

Maybe the demon was also afraid of tin pressure.

On this day, the demons never approached, and the most peaceful night ever flowed.

The only tin voice that speaks in a pale tone has been sounding though.