The Branded Female Fencer

"Did something scare you?

"... sort of."

"You always say that, don't you? Talk to me if anything happens. We have nothing to hide from each other."

It's not a big deal.

Elsia turns her back on Obres as she flips her shorter skirt. Strong she was glad that Obles was worried about herself, but at the same time she didn't like it when she seemed to see her weakness. I don't even want to worry about the busy Obres again.

Obres has been busy lately. In addition to the fact that he started the Bandits, he seemed to be engaged in various activities. The leader of the Bandits is just a symbol representing his side. He actually does a lot of work as a merchant, as well as his face as the head of this back alley. At the same time, he is the leader of the floating children known as' brothers (flares) '.

This is one of those 'brothers' safe houses. In the desolate Bünsnell, a painting here in the back alley was an excellent hiding place for the stray children, as well as heaven. Vacant houses, collective dwellings exist on this land that just change the safe houses as they do every day, and they change the base of activity so that only they know. They are not real brothers and sisters. The constituents of "Brothers" rise to nearly a hundred, but at its core are several elders, mainly obles. Elsia and Layer were relatively younger categories.

There are various other organizations in this back alley. People who specialize in burglary, people who extort and rob. You think some of them are going to be prostitutes or murderers? Until a few years before Obles created this group, the back alley was really terrible.

But Obles created an organization just for boys by boys, eliminating useless adults and the uncooperative. As a result, he created a place where the children could only defend themselves, but at the same time this group, which is becoming the largest force in the back alley, is the subject of being manipulated into responsibility for an approximate crime.

So Obles guided the sum. Instead of taking on the army's dirty work, they let them guarantee their own safety. The arrangement was brilliant, and such obles earned the boys respect all together, but only sharp Elsia was somewhat aware of it. He said there was more to this event. It was their code that "brothers" had nothing to hide, but Obles was obviously hiding something. Even if it was necessary, Elsia was lonely. That's why Elsia was using it as an excuse to herself that she might have started a shameful act of stealing and such.

Elsia sits tight on the sofa she picked up and fixed from somewhere, legs together and stares at Obres. The material in the sofa had already been damaged and had become so firm that it had some pain in the buttocks.

"More than that, you still can't have dinner with Brother Obles today?

"Oh, I've got somewhere to go today."

"I'm bored. I've only been around about Gail lately. Everyone up there seems busy."

"I don't have a choice, we all have jobs to do. I'm sure some layers are here today."

"Such a heartless guy! I know we've grown up together, but I don't know what you're thinking. Even if we're together, yeah. There's so much I don't even say together, it's not fun or anything. I've been working with you all day, and you didn't say a word to me? I'm with you, whether you're here or not, that guy!

"Sounds terrible."

When Obres laughs as if he has no choice, he is in good shape to go outside. It looked like he was packing some kind of paperwork in his own backpack. Plus something like some crackers. It seemed like the usual content when Obles went out, but this time I saw him miss the keys. Elsia couldn't have missed it at best.

"Brother Obles, what's the key now?

"This. This is the key to the secret box."

"A secret box? What's in there?

"It's a 'secret' because I can't tell you that, right?

"I told you there was no hiding among the brothers, but it's sloppy. If you told me, I could tell you about the color of my underwear today."

Show Elsia pretending to turn up her skirt. Then the face of Obles turns into something difficult.

"Elsia, don't make fun of the elderly."

"Oh, I'm not making fun of you. You really think I can show you if you're my brother."

"Even worse. I guess you're not really doing that, are you?

"Don't joke!

Elsia had an eclampsia and threw the pillow that was falling around to Obres. Obres takes it with no difficulty, but he has to put on a "shit" face. Because when Elsia has a seizure, it takes a lot of time to fix her mood.

Elsia begins to get angry with a terrific sword screen. But from Obres, that was a cute thing, but if you point out Elsia's eclampsia, you just oil the fire, so this is Obres who endures a lot.

"Whatever you do, it's my intention not to sell yourself! Are you going to starve to death? Mostly..."

"Okay, okay. It was my fault. But it's time to go. I'll ask you when I get back. Huh?"

I thought the story would be lengthy. Obles is forced to interrupt the story where appropriate, shitty and fleeing. Even if you don't listen to Elsia until the end, it doesn't make a big difference in the end. At the end of the day, giving Elsia a a gift will generally fix her mood. That's all I could possibly say she was still young.

And after leaving early Obres, Elsia was left alone in a room to explode even more eclampsia.

"~ ~ Your brother always runs away when it's not convenient! I haven't even shown you what I just achieved!! Hey, layer! Gail! Where are you!!

And Elsia began searching for someone she wouldn't hesitate to scatter. It was only a few minutes after that that that the two of them would grab her as she walked around slightly angry.

The Alphilis and the others were taking a break. The lair prepared by Renatica was unexpectedly Brunsnell's finest inn room, and she seemed to have chosen the place as the perfect lair. Renatica said that such places were less pronounced on the contrary than lurking in large numbers.

If it's that inn, we won't have any trouble arranging food, and to some extent, Alphilis and the others aren't on the table. Besides, the innkeepers show courtesy and don't talk about anything unnecessary. From here, the Alphilis and the others split into groups of several people and started their own activities.

It is Elsa, Eliza, Lisa, Renatica and Uti who will first seize the scene of tonight's intimate meeting. He was a great member for infiltration. If it's true, Larna wanted it, too, but Alphilis decided that it's not a good idea to disperse the unit's power. In the meantime, Alphilis and Rhine went through the process of receiving the rewards of the devastated bandits, carrying the rewards with them while helping five more infiltrated escapes.

But something unexpected happened. Lunatica screwed up.

"Sorry. I'll take this fault back at all costs"

Only half of the letters Lunatica took back from Elsia. He tore the letter in half to insure that something happened to Elsia. I couldn't afford to check that much, either, when the servant Lunatica blurred from Elsia's nostrils.

Lunatica tried to follow the traces of Elsia's escape in the remaining time, but Lunatica failed in her pursuit. It was all unexpected, but it also seemed to be an unexpected event for Renatica. Renatica had a rare, regrettable look on her face. It was the first time Lunatica couldn't find a trace of the person she should be tracking. I think Lunatica is fuzzy. There is no basis, but I was wondering if the boy at that time had hidden the trace.

That's why the other guy at the secret meeting tonight won't wait. Renatica was to come to the scene of that intimate meeting without a hiatus. Lisa comforts the Lunatica.

"Well, don't be discouraged, Luna. Whatever Lisa has to do to punish those busty kids."

"I can't do that. The town is desolate because of its appearance, but there are magic tricks for jamming sensors in it like a capital. The remnants, to be exact. No matter how much Lisa, we can't do enough of that here."

"Ha-ha-ha, the idea is sweeter than couscous concentrated fruit juice, Luna. I'll lick Lisa's bottom line."

To Lisa's confident words and strange rhetoric, Renatica strangled her. Eventually they are led to a place that is the scene of a secret meeting by Lunatica, but it was an unexpected place.

"What, there's a secret meeting here?

"Oh, definitely. There's gonna be a secret meeting here."

Renatica guided us to one of the most splendid hotels in Surasmund, where a dinner party will be held with a national guest.

"Uh-huh."

Girl spitting out her diarrhea bulkingly. Whoever it is, it's a man-eater. The girl just didn't look adorable and was scattered with tons of diarrhea.

"You're doing great."

"de, doom"

There is a physiological phenomenon for a man eater who is evil spirited but rides to a warcraft called Scylla and has half a flesh body, if he is a creature, he cannot escape. That is why she is hungry and able to satisfy the desire, which is also its essence.

He is now a man eater suffering from vomiting. But Doom saw this as her growth.

"Just consumers to producers. It's a good thing, Maneater."

"Oh, I wonder"

"Yes, I am."

As Doom tries to hug the man eater, the man eater spits out as much as he wants toward that doom. Exposed to her puke directly from the front, Doom stops the walk.

When Doom stopped walking, he calmly wiped his face with a white cloth where he had removed it from.

"Man eater, next time, say something before you throw up -"

"Uh-huh. Yeah."

"You can't say that."

Look ahead as Doom looks sad and Maneater spits it out. What she's throwing up is a well that pulls water for domestic use. It also serves as drinking water for these residents. In it, a man eater that spits out diarrhea that is invisible to the constant. Of course, there are some solids.

Doom looked at something growing up in the space at the bottom of that closed well and laughed happily with his eyes like he saw a chick hatching from an egg.

Continued