The God has moved to another world.

A room in an apartment in a local city.

Owned by a clan of great influence around here. So a two-pillar god was across the street from each other across the electric taco baker.

One or "Oasinotokoyomi", a hundred feet with a large body of more than ten miles.

The other is the Rock Master, a boulder that has been permanently worshipped as an object of faith and has come to serve as a god of the land.

All were gods with a deep edge with the red sheath.

Oasinotokoyomi is dating from when the red sheath was still human.

Sometimes I've had my legs cut off.

After that, he also became a direct supervisor of the red sheath, which became a god.

So it can be said that God has been with Red Sheath for the longest time.

If you are like a rock, you can say that you are the God with whom the red sheath was most intimately associated.

Although he was originally consecrated because of his eternal faith, Master Rock was not a god of the land.

That is why Oasinotokoyomi was asked to become a god of the land.

As a god, I'm much older than Oasinotokoyomi, but as a land god, I'm a junior than the red sheath.

He's a god with such special circumstances.

Therefore, at the time, Mr. Rock did not possess at all the necessary skills and knowledge as a land god.

So it was the red sheath that was supposed to hit the instruction.

Now, when it comes to what those two pillars are doing with the taco baker pinched across the street.

They made ahijos and hooked them up with a cup.

"Taco bakers, too. You didn't think Ajillo would burn you."

"I don't know. Assuming that's how you use it these days, it's on the cover of the information box."

"Really? Seriously? I haven't been to a consumer electronics store or anything lately."

"When I went to Akihabara to try to organize a new gaming PC. No, it's busy around here."

Pour in an appropriate amount of olive oil and add chopped onions, garlic, etc. to octopus, squid, or chicken.

Seasonings such as salt are your choice.

It is the bread of all kinds that is served in large quantities in the deep dishes next to it.

Olive oil has bread, which is why Oasino Toyomi bought it.

By the way, this room is for you, Mr. Rock.

owned by the Yamane clan.

It is a dedicated banquet hall used by the gods you know when they come to visit you.

"Hey, but it's on that Mr. Tanuki. I didn't know my young boy would take care of me again."

A young child to be looked after, means Yamane, who is swung by Tanuki.

In your neighborhood, it would be greatly appreciated if you could share your skills and knowledge.

Well, I don't know what Yamane himself thinks at the time.

"Net, Mr. Tanuki is going to Mr. Red Sheath, I don't know. Well, blah, blah, blah. You expected it."

"That girl was put in the Red Sheath Palace."

"Did you say you were letting it in? It was totally Yandere, wasn't it? Even now."

"It's better if you use it. Anyway, we'll be together forever."

At any rate, God's relationship with you often goes on forever.

Hundreds and two hundred years is normal.

Being together for thousands of years is also Zara.

Spending those years in a legitimate mental state is a little difficult for the concomitant.

So it's easier to hang out with someone who's somewhat ill than to have a mental breakdown or a relationship.

Well, if I can stay honest, I've never been over it.

"Are you sure you're in favor of sending your palace out?

"Nice or nothing. If I tell you no, you're gonna blow it, right? That girl."

"Really? Being raped by a raccoon over five hundred is a shame."

"After I went abroad, it looked like I was doing pretty good."

"That's if you come back after your martial arts training. Someone to serve was going to another world, then. Normally, it's something that's about to go wild on the spot."

"Well, that area would have been unexpected for Mr. Red Sheath, too, and hey. Wouldn't that be a lot better than just disappearing like that?

The village became an abandoned village, and the shrine where it was worshipped was on the verge of collapsing.

The red sheath just before we were to go to "Kaihara and Nakahara" was just waiting to disappear.

"If Mr. Red Sheath had disappeared, I wonder what would have happened to Mr. Tanuki"

"I wonder if it was becoming a grudge spirit or something. You were just watching me disappear, and you were about to turn a grudge against yourself and yourself."

"Right. I was hoping we could help a lot."

In fact, Oasinotokoyomi and Oiwa-sama had offered assistance in various forms.

But the red sheath said no to it.

I want to close the curtain quietly with it because the village I've been watching for is gone.

I guess that's what I was thinking.

Or maybe he was afraid to annoy the hands of gods more precious than himself, for some reason.

Given the character of the red sheath, it seems that the latter's specific gravity is greater in a ratio of about one to nine.

"Mr. Red Sheath, I don't know because of that personality"

"Because it hasn't changed since I was a person. I owe you a lot of money."

"That's the same for me. So if you can, I can help you."

"Thank you very much. These people in heaven hate me. As soon as this name comes up, some people seem to be reluctant. It's a total pain in the ass."

Oasinotokoyomi had come to do every favor that was in your rock.

It's a matter of Tanuki going to another world.

It was a long time ago in Tai Ancient times, Oasinotokoyomi used to contend with some gods.

I should have cleaned up the matter already, but I still don't have much in my roots.

In order to travel to different worlds, we need to help with such "what we have in our roots".

It's just that I have it in my roots, and the negotiations weren't quite going well.

There was already talk with God above those people.

We used to argue, but now we're friends playing games and stuff together.

He offered to cooperate with me in two replies.

If the top nodded, the bottom would naturally follow, I thought.

Oasinotokoyomi underestimated the persistence of that kind of accommodation a bit.

I guess it will eventually break more than you are snorting, but that will take a little too long.

Anyway, they're fine for a hundred years and two hundred years.

If that happens, I can't apologize to Tanuki.

I'd like to get a calculation for crossing the world early, but is there any way?

So Oasinotokoyomi came up with the idea of relying on Oishi-sama.

The gods of heaven have not resented you for not taking part in the old battles.

On the contrary, I have often invited other gods to host feasts, etc., so I was glad my face was widely received.

If you let that rock come out, you must be quick to talk.

We can also install cooperation safely, and Oasinotokoyomi takes a breath and so on.

"I'm in trouble, aren't I? So I feel like I'm trying to take down Mr. Tanuki with my body, so what? The next thing you know about vampires, you said it was about Kansai."

"Kanku? About the airport hole. But it wasn't about the bond that man was holding up."

"Looks like it's starting to feel out of hand. I'll turn my hands around and ask Mr. Tanuki. It's like a tummy."

"You, where did you pick up that story?"

"It looks like this. I have a wide face. I hear a lot from my friends playing. Some of them are heavenly, of course."

Oasinotokoyomi was also the first story I heard.

Perhaps still among the gods of heaven.

I guess that's also the story of the stage being discussed in part.

"Because information matters. Collect and put everything away from the people, it won't hurt. Sometimes it helps like this."

"As usual. I'm sorry, you are. Sometimes, this beer is pretty good. of which manufacturer."

"Oh, that? Actually, I did an experience course at our local factory. I made it."

"Ho. No, I'm surprised. This is awesome."

"Thanks - hey, you're so happy when you get complimented! Then that's it for now. I'll ask the people. Still, I think it'll take months."

"There's no other way around it. That girl will be ready around here. Don't let the lizards talk about it."

"He's in trouble, too. Mr. Oasi, people are rough."

"I don't think so. Mm-hmm. This snail is pretty good."

"Stop being a snail, Escargo."

Even after this, the two-pillar discussion continued loosely.

A fair amount of booze and knobs was consumed, but, well, the discussion of the gods can be surprisingly liquor and equals.

The red sheath, which received a letter from Gulfagam, wandered around, blued and reddened his face.

Look through the letter you have in one hand and exhale in a deep sigh.

It is the dozens of sighs since I received the letter.

"Uh, what am I supposed to do with this? The day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow."

The letter said, "I will visit you on the 00th of October".

It is just the day after tomorrow, two days later.

"Isn't it too soon? It's not too soon, this. Isn't there preparation or something like that? You know, he's gonna show off his godly sense of time and he's gonna be there in five years, sooner."

"Because Master Gulfagam is a relatively young god. I think that kind of feeling is kind of close to human beings."

"Oh, you have that"

There are many things even when it comes to God.

Even a young god would probably be thousands, or tens of thousands of years old.

If you say it in "Haibara and Nakahara," I'm pretty sure it means you're young.

Because there's got to be some older angels and stuff.

of, but from the criteria of the red sheath, it is a godly God sufficiently.

I just think it's scary to even see you in person.

Such a god suddenly said, "I'm not going in two days! He sent me a letter saying," There was no way I could have been at peace.

"I don't think you have much to worry about. Because Master Gulfagam is a fairly good god."

Is that something like an angel who uncovers sin?

Ertvael also seemed to have information about Gulfagam.

Are you saying that "although opportunistic and easy to be flushed by the opinions around him, as an individual god, he is a fairly calm and somewhat trustworthy god"?

Critical and below points, and so on.

Most of all, it is the sinful angel who scores it.

If you are not excellent, you cannot do it, because it is about super dry grading, so among the gods who are now in "Kaihara and Nakahara," it can be called a rating of a decent category in twelve.

In fact, Ambalance and the Great God of the Underwater were also stroking down their breasts, saying, "Gulfagam doesn't seem to worry much".

There is no need to make any particular trends and measures, but for now, as long as we work as usual, we will be fine.

If you look at the red sheath job, you have the ability to know what you're doing.

It may be said that receiving such an assessment from these two pillars is something inside.

Though.

As for the red sheath, it's just that there's going to be a god who looks superior to himself, and it's important.

No matter how much they say it's okay, the more they say it's okay, the more anxious I get.

For the small size of the liver balls at times like this, the red sheath was medium-handed.

"Is that it, after all? Should I have a drape or something? Here's a warm welcome! Dear Inspector, He's like."

"No, you know, because I think that's more constricting on the prepared side. I thought maybe we should stop."

"Is it too impactful? - I don't have time to prepare it. Oh, do I have to prepare lunch or something? Shall I order a souvenir or something?"

"I was wondering if there were any vendors that would deliver it to the land under review"

"Uh, uh. That was right. That's right. What shall we do?"

"If you'll excuse me, I hope you'll let me prepare for all of this."

Ertvael's suggestion stopped the red sheath.

Surely, it would be more certain if you did.

Eltovael is an excellent angel, and bright for the clinginess of this world, etc.

I get around to it, and I have a head that makes use of the information I have.

It would also be possible to grasp what would please the customer and arrange it.

It should be thousands of times safer and more certain to leave it all to me than the red sheath is ataffected.

"Well, can I ask you a favor?

"Yes, if you leave it roughly to me, I'll arrange it for you."

"That's right. That's better, right? So, can I ask you a favor?

"I'll take care of it. Somehow, I'm used to this kind of work."

"Ah, well. Mr. Eltovael, you're an angel, aren't you? You know, adjusting to when God sees each other."

"That's what I did, too."

"That's right! Oh, shit! Oh, no! That would help. Oh!

The red sheath looked relieved, as if the shoulder load had come down.

As a matter of fact, Ertvael had never done much of such coordination work, as information-gathering and so on were his main tasks.

Because the department in charge was different.

Of course, I've never done it at all, and it's possible to do it without difficulty if you want to.

Then why didn't you dare say that, to reassure the red sheath.

I can actually do it without any particular problems, so I don't need to teach you anything to make me anxious.

I didn't do anything else to fool you, I just didn't give you the information you didn't need.

So if you can contain the mental peace of the red sheath and the ability to act unnecessarily or unnecessarily, it's cheap.

After coming here, Eltovael was finally figuring out how to maneuver the red sheath.

"Well, let me concentrate heavily on the management of the land."

Seeing the red sheath sitting softly on the ground, Eltovael sighs with a ho in his heart.

In fact, there was absolutely no need to prepare or prepare anything for this visit.

I'd rather not do anything and put it down because it's something like the purpose of getting people to see how it usually goes.

A loud God would have a lot to prepare, but a Gulfagam opponent wouldn't have to either.

Instead, if you do those things, you should be terribly frightened and the conversation will be confusing.

I dare not prepare anything to facilitate the conversation.

It seems paradoxical at first sight, but this is what happens all the time in the world.

Still, you might want to prepare some liquor and dishes.

Thinking about the compatibility between red sheath and glufagum, I think it's likely that we'll end up drinking together.

But unfortunately there was no stock of those things at the red sheath.

I have something for the tree spirits for sweets and juice, but the liquor is mostly always brought in by the unbalance to drink it all, so I don't have it in stock.

Nevertheless, we have the means to obtain it.

Keep in touch with the Alliance and they'll use the railroad connecting the Enchanted Dragon's nest to Einfarble and deliver it right away.

You can let Fenghiko run for it.

You can use an amberphone, but when the red sheath asks you about the conversation, it tastes a lot worse.

Eltovael thought it would be better if we went directly here to the underground dock in Tuhiko.

"Then I will go to Mr. Tuhiko. I'd like to ask you to do some shopping."

"Yes, sir. Take care and go."

The red sheath waved off the winged and flying Eltovael.

As always, you look beautiful taking off or flying.

It is a strange thing to be an angel, because I am amazingly bad at only landing there.

The red sheath, watching the back of the dwindling Eltovael, shifted his gaze aside, without any matter.

The center of the "Reviewed Land" is just as desolate a wasteland as ever.

There was just a strangely brilliant object that popped into view.

It is a lake made by the spirits and a floating island floating over it.

Spirits of attributes influenced and empowered by tree spirits.

It was the lakes and floating islands that were created as the dwellings of their spirits.

Floating islands are magical clumps, or supermassive demonic stones, and they hold tremendous power.

Initially, it was a dongled red sheath.

Something tells the spirits of the attributes themselves to develop lakes and floating islands.

It's a basic frightening red sheath, but it also had the characteristic of adapting and accepting it quickly for any situation.

It's a "habit" characteristic of Japanese gods.

Instead of completely caring now, they may have it modified to have a relay role in managing the land to help them manage it.

Thanks to this, the adjustment of the land was a long way off.

I would have to explain that properly to God that I'm coming to visit next time.

I'm not sure what the details are, but I have to tell them as clearly as possible because they mean to come and see what they're doing on "reviewed land".

In the first place, the red sheath was invited to this world in anticipation of an arm to adjust the land.

To be a model when the Mother God leaves and stabilizes the flow of power throughout the world, which is losing balance.

In other words, what is required of the red sheath is to set an example for the adjustment of the land.

And probably.

When other gods ask you to teach, it should also be within your role to pass on that skill.

"Ah. Coming this time Guru, Guru... I need to be able to teach Guru something properly, too -. I'm not good at explaining or anything, but hey. Even when you were a rock, you struggled a lot."

When I leaked such a soliloquy, there was always an idea on my mind.

What do you say we prepare something that will serve as an example?

Go to the lake and get the demon stone, and look into it on the land to adjust the flow of power inside.

If you put that into practice in front of you and show it, it would be easy to explain.

You can have the finished one as a souvenir.

While I'm at it, isn't that a pretty good idea?

The red sheath broke my face, saying it was a rare and good idea for me.

"Mr. Ertvael is out, too, and should we go get the Demon Stone that will be the ingredient now? If you ask the Spirit, you'll have them divided."

I remember, but it's an auspicious day.

The red sheath quickly decided to head to the Lake of the Spirits.

If Eltovael had been here at this time, he would have definitely stopped talking about the red sheath.

If I hadn't kept my eyes open then.

It was only after the last two days or so that Eltovael regretted it that way.