Hey, no, honestly, I'm getting pretty excited.
No, calm down. Athletes who once ruled the world. I'm used to big games!
At times like this, it's an imatre technique that objectively traces the ideal movements and developments that must have been made before the big game! Brain simulations are effective in delivering the game as you wish!
Now is the time to process multiple predictions simultaneously in an instant at the apex of the Great Prophet, the use of wasteful and fast parallel thinking and memory!!
What, it's not!? When do you use it without using it now!!?
In-brain announcer in me, please live a simulation that will lead to victory!!
Now Gladys is in the system of pre-emptive strikes. Chiaran noticed a straight line of flashbacks. Can you decide on a special hand? How much can Chiaran's robust defenses shake? Whoa, Gladys, you're losing your gaze.
I can't stop moving from rush...!! Shut up, live!! We're in the middle of a serious fight!!
Ahh, Chiaran looks at my suspicious behavior strangely.
Why is this happening when you're dealing with Chiaran? Even today's overly artificial costume, which was supposed to come to show me, makes me feel embarrassed!?
Miss Filter, I've been working a little too hard! Not just when you see it, but when you see it!? I already know what I'm capable of, I really need you to give me a break! You're about to enter a huge mission, but if you keep working so clearly from the start dash, you'll die of overwork!
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!
Now, this is where we're going to attack, and I'm in a good mood.
Just waiting is not enough to roll in victory!! I'm going to throw a broken castle pile into an iron wall castle called Chiaran!! I'll shrink the distance little by little until they call me back.
In order to do so, first move!! Become a field, be a mountain!
"Chiaran"
With the ambition of achieving fait accompli in mind, I pushed straight towards Gungong and Chiaran.
Gladys, what are you--?
In the middle of the venue, I suddenly hugged Chiaran.
"--hh!!?
Tratratratratratratratratratra! The surprise attack succeeded!! I've rushed Chiaran's way!!
Quite surprisingly, after a few seconds of stiffness, Chiaran runs his gaze around.
It's almost in the middle of the party hall, but no one's noticing. As if nothing had happened.
In that unusual situation, a breath of relief slipped over my head.
"Did you have cognitive impairment?"
"Yes, we've been invisible for a while."
The moment I touched Chiaran, I borrowed magic to cast magic on the venue. Noah is also the most advanced version of the one he uses to gather information.
All human beings here now are unconscious of our existence. Even my appearance of approaching Chiaran just before, should have disappeared from my consciousness. Until now, the sight that had certainly been showered by people had completely disappeared.
"If you can't do it in the back of the unpopular woods or in the infirmary, why don't you go to a party full of friends?
Final Answer!!?
With a hug, he looks up at Chiaran and throws a suggestion in his face. I mean, it will be an ex post facto approval.
"- You can't?
If you think too much, you can't move. I tried to make a sudden surprise just with momentum, but it's not like I don't have to worry about getting caught. Instead, I think it's more likely that the place is just the place. It's bad for your heart, so please judge it as soon as possible!
Chiaran smiled a little embarrassed and gently turned his hands around my back.
"Absolutely, you always go diagonally above my expectations....."
She was hugged with a white flag raised.
Yikes!!!
Calculation ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~! First gate cleared!!!
Soon after you taste the sense of accomplishment, your thoughts will harden there.
I'm not thinking about my next move!!
If you think about it, this is the way you've been hugged since the day you confessed!? It feels good, but what should I do after this!?
After all, momentum is not enough! We need to make a plan! Plan your stay!!
The first and second circles, and the ones in the school building were cursed to rear charge and detonate, but if this happens, it's full! It's really going to explode!! Has anyone cursed me?!
Quickly, pull too little romantic information out of your brain.
A strangely nosey salome has sniffed something out of my attitude, and recently strangely pressed me to buy a relationship counselor. My sister (...), who is experienced in life, cannot discuss the details of her advice, and I have been given a lot of reference.
The easiest thing to do is that men are vulnerable to gaps, so why don't you try sweetening them up like Uncle Julius? But that's too bad. The Chiaran will recognize you for your strange work! Isn't that more embarrassing!?
But we're still in the beginning, so we can't let the attack loosen up here!! We have to fight all at once!! In the meantime, as planned, the pressure is activated.
Well, what kind of reaction did Salome tell you that you could try more?
A through (indifference, nuisance)
B. Through (slow consciousness)
C. Be careful.
D. It responds as well as it does with fiction.
E. Transforms into a wolf
If you misidentify A and B, you won't be able to see them, but if you're dating, you can exclude A! Isn't that great!!? If it's through, you can say "B"!?
Chiaran has a high probability of C. If possible, it would be desirable to have a D, but even a big hole E would personally come to the batch!?
Rather, I want to see the Chiaran of option E super! That's right. It seems impossible unless it's filled with some weird medicine. I talked to Alexis, and he's going to help me out. I'm scared, with a mother who takes drugs to cheer her son up.
Nevertheless, it may have been a failure to wear low heel shoes in anticipation of walking around in the first half of the war. The position of the face is farther away than usual, and I can't see it properly if it's an angle that catches up and looks up. The target is a Chiaran whose expression is difficult to read.
Raise and lower your gaze so that you can sneak a glimpse, paying attention to your reaction. No, no, don't be weak in the game! The moment I revived my temper and looked up, my eyes fluttered, and then my eyes swimmed when I was in trouble again. Oh, my face is getting hot.
Chiaran exhaled faintly. Turn your gaze towards the day after tomorrow and murmur so that you can tell yourself rather than me.
"I know it wasn't on purpose."
- That way?
"Which one?
As you can imagine, I'm pushing it on purpose, but there's something else!?
"I think I'm the only one who can make you look like that, and it's going to happen."
"---!!?
Oops, I'm not getting in that hand! I'm not responding well enough to say that!? How can I break that clear face?
Oh, I can't think of a next move! Where is God's hand!?
Maybe by choice B. (Definitely not A.) I suddenly find another possibility in the reaction of Chiaran, who is not responsive, and I feel stunned.
- Ha!!
Don't tell me Chiaran doesn't like big (...) cummies!?
He was a blind spot! According to the memory of the first circle, there was also a certain number of maniac layers that were irresistible for whispering! I totally missed you because all my brothers loved boobs!
Oh, my God! It's an emergency! Are there any doctors among your customers (big tits lovers)!? Heal (care) my maiden heart!
"Are you thinking something funny again?
At a time when the strays are at their best, Chiaran is looking for them.
It's more constructive to think about measures after you've been stabbed, rather than being anxious all the time.
Never ask.
"Chiaran doesn't like to be modest, does he?
In response to my out-of-the-box question, Chiaran had a faceless expression that he had never seen in a moment.
"--That's right, I didn't think so... again, you're doing strange things..."
Huh!? This isn't important!? It's more like a maiden!?
"I always envied the Maximilian who would hold you casually... but this has been tough."
Ignoring my inner objections, Chiaran sighs for so long.
"Have I ever mentioned what you look like?
I get a question that I didn't even think I'd see.
Speaking of which...
Asked, I flipped my memory again and said, "What? I think.
Since I was a kid, I've been praised for my beauty as a greeting by people I meet, young and old, not just my family and family, who are so spoiled. Whatever your personality.
But no matter how much I look back, I don't even remember hearing a pretty word from Chiaran. Even if you subtract the fact that you are a friend in the first place, you don't tell me any social resignations. By the way, Noah, who was next door, used to say that. A lot of extra words, though.
To put it bluntly, did they say "beautiful" during the tournament? But that was for the orthodox dress my uncle gave me.
Don't go too far on a diet, there won't be many people with nails sticking in them, right?
After more than five years of relationship, I couldn't remember being surprised enough to say what it looked like.
Chiaran keeps his serious expression on me as he rounds his eyes.
"It doesn't matter what you look like. If it's you, that's fine. I couldn't see you in my previous life, but I am sincerely grateful for the fate of being born in the same place and the same age as me."
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"That's why you can wear whatever you want. Never mind anyone's eyes, as usual. I love you so much for being free and alive."
--Because of this, Chiaran is out of control.
Complete loss of war. With such a short word, I can no longer turn back Jab, who has lost his mind. I had to fold it from here, cousin.
A good fight and a brilliant retribution. I was able to discern that I had chosen the clothes that I liked in Chiaran, and then I sank it with my usual gossip.
But if you just tell me this, I won't lose anymore. All we need to fight is a yearning for victory. Once it's filled, the momentum won't continue.
I intend to drop it again.
You're over the game when I thought you weren't going to lose so much.