Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Finally, a meeting with Mr. Bash was imminent tomorrow.

Then all the bandits are a little tingly, not just the parents. Rather Sowa Sowa?

Now, I was in formation between my parents and Mother Koo, wrapped in a thin duvet, pretending to be asleep.

I want to sleep, but I can't sleep anything. 'Cause we're all really pyrisoic.

But it's time for the child to fall asleep, so he pretends to be asleep.

I don't have to worry about being sold anymore, so I've been sleeping paranoid lately wondering what Mr. Bash is like.

I'm a close friend and a countess, so I think he's some kind of one- and two-pronged guy. I think maybe the beard and chest hair are amazing. And he's getting lonely with his own chest hair sprinkled with paralysis on his head hair, making a hairy root health prayer.

As I was trying to calm my mind down and get ready for bed with pointless delusions, I felt a hard, fat hand make my head look good.

Parental hands.

Sometimes my parents give me a headache when they think I'm asleep.

Perhaps now, if I open my eyes, the illuminating parent will look like one of a kind, while hurrying to snap my hand.

Hehe, so continue pretending to be desperately asleep and indulge in the familiar Yoshiyoshi.

Me, I probably like being able to stroke my head too much, and I'm so impressed I'm about to cry, but I can cry, so I try not to cry so hard.

Hehe, I can't stop pretending I slept with this guy.

"... Hey Alec, why don't you reconsider?

As I was indulging in Yoshiyoshi, in a tent that was quiet, I heard Mother Koo whine. Koo, your mother's words stop with a perfectly good hand of kindness. Whoa.

"... what all of a sudden"

"What Alec's trying to do is reckless. Let's see how it goes."

"Ha! What are you talking about now? I originally knew it was reckless. But someone has to do it. You know you can't go back."

Shit, husbands and husbands fighting!? What do we do, what do we do?

I woke up with my voice Should I do Tehepero and let him interrupt me once I'm off the record?

"So, what's Lew gonna do? What happens if something happens to us? Is this kid gonna get involved, too?

Shit, my name came up. I can't get up more and more with this. And a disturbing atmosphere......

"... this guy likes to be with us. You shouldn't be complaining."

"Hey. Alec. At least until this kid grows up...... I want you to wait. That's good, right? Even Alec is cute."

"No more, shut up. Either way, it depends on the bash. If we talk about it any more, I don't know."

So my parents let go of the hand that was on my head.

It sounds like hitting a turnaround and the cloth scrubbing. Maybe if I open my eyes now, my parents must be lying on their backs to me or Mother Koo.

From the opposite direction, I heard Mother Koo's little sigh.

I think maybe the parents are trying to do something like that, like a revolution or something. Occasionally, we talk about how weapons work, mines work, wizards work together, the peasants work together.

I don't really know how this world works. But I know it sounds reckless, but it's nothing, Mother Koo. You don't have to worry about it.

I mean, if my parents told me to help, I wouldn't be too shy to help. 'Cause I think that's what family is all about.

I don't know...

*

The meeting between the parents and Mr. Bash began.

The leading players over there are the spiritual man and Mr. Bash. The leading players over here have a two-on-two conversation with their parents and Mother Koo. Even if it's a conversation, it's a stand-up in a mountain surrounded by trees.

A two-to-two way by saying that even if you push in too many people, it would be intimidating. But nothing. I'm going to join Mr. Bash if he says he's all there, or maybe he will, so I'm just a little far away, waiting to see the exchange of the four in the distance.

I have Mr. Guy on my shoulder so it's easy to see. Guy is a big guy who looks like he's about 2m tall, so when he rides on top of that, he has a wide view!

I mean, I think I've seen the spiritual user he's taking with him. I don't know yet because it's far-sighted, but is that red-haired spiritual user, possibly the one who came to the former Gallic village?

Aniki of Kwamar said he was a Yamato spirit. What to hide. The village of Galigari is a pioneering place in Yamato territory.

But I can't help but be a little distant.

In the meantime, Mr. Bash didn't seem like a hairy guy, and I was a little disappointed.

I've been imagining Mr. Bash every night lately. And the way you laugh is' foffofo '. White hair, foffo foffo. That was my Mr. Bash, but he's usually a brown-haired man who doesn't seem to have a mustache.

The talks seem to have begun safely, 'Hey, long time no see!' Tense like, he hugs and says hello. Koo, I feel more than usual happy to let my friend and brother, who Mother hasn't seen in a long time, knead with me.

But what does your brother think of his brother being One? I wonder what you think about being queasy. I can't even get to his mood in the slightest distance.

My parents laughed at me with a scared face, pointing to us a little farther away. Maybe the other guys are over there, can I follow them? I guess you're saying something like that. Mr. Bash is nodding, yeah.

And then, everybody, come here. Yo! But I thought I raised my hand in a good way, but my parents are looking strange.

I look at my feet and panic. So is Mother Koo. I mean, all four of them over there are looking at their feet and panicking.

"Doesn't it look strange?

When Mr. Roudill snapped like that, his parents over there finally pulled out a sword that he had lowered to his waist.

"Give me the sword!?

At the same time as the surprise voice of Kwamal's Aniki, we ran out to our parents.

I keep on Mr. Guy's shoulder, grab his head so he doesn't fall hard, and observe how his parents are doing.

I don't know what's going on, but it doesn't look like it's just the way it's going. I was panicking when I saw your foot...

Is that it? Is your leg fixed with something? Ice?

My parents noticed I was running this way.

"Stop it! Don't come over here!

I'm screaming.

Even if they scream at me like that, I can't stop if they show me that it's no big deal!

With that in mind, the sword my parents had, like sand, collapsed away.

That, I've seen it somewhere. It collapses and disappears like sand, that, I've seen when Alan or Mr. Irene recreates the swords and armor of their failures.

It's magic when a magician disarms something he's made.

"Be careful! There's a magician nearby!