Acrylic dissear.
A capable odd freak, that is, a woman of genius.
A 'monster born on this planet' similar to Swivok, called Disuir itself.
But.
That is why, if the nobility is to serve, it will be no.
Sure, she's talented and capable, but the rest of us don't know that.
Politics is difficult.
When you're a politically capable person, it's hard to prove.
For example, if you have people with fast legs, you can actually make them run.
For example, if you have a person who is proud of his or her power, just let him or her actually have something heavy.
For example, if you have the strongest swordsmen, you can actually let them fight.
For example, if you have a surgeon who can cure others, you can actually cure the injured.
But when it comes to politics, 'I'll actually let you do it' is extremely difficult.
This is all the more so if that is a policy that is full of talent and does not mimic the precedent.
Is that really groundbreaking and effective, or do you just not want to follow the precedent?
The rest of us don't know that.
If you don't know, you can't leave it to national politics.
Even if the thing about fast legs was actually too late.
Even if there was no power in fact.
I've tried it, and it's not like anyone gets hurt or dies.
Even if a swordsman named the strongest loses, that swordsman will just die.
Even if no one could heal the surgeon who said he could treat them, the injured person would just die.
But politics is impossible. I can't do national politics in particular.
If you fail, the country dies. That is what it is, as the countries of the South perished.
There's no way I can try that.
Acrylic dissear.
Even though she was nominated as a successor, the only way for her to be a trail of the present Lord is to have herself recognized first by her surroundings. And it can only be established by 'ordinary' means, which make 'ordinary' people recognise.
But even that's not a problem for geniuses. Instead, even the predicament is used for your own pleasure.
For a genius, it was all 'fun'.
"Mr. Shun! Marriage!
"I don't like it!
"Shun, you're a hero! You're a dragon killer brave man! Shun, if you don't marry me, you can't be my grandfather's successor! You're gonna have to get married now!
"You're a threat after all!
Acrylics, already just before naked, were clinging to the reluctant spring.
Spring trying to shake that girlfriend off, but I can't pull it off inside.
"Oh already, you suffer and die!
"Let's go into the grave together! Let's goal-in on life!
"If I were to die with you, I'd still be better off living till I get my tenure!
"You did it!
"I didn't do it!
Watching its farce, Festival Me and Happiness, Doowe and Mountain Water.
I can't say, there was some kind of comedy there.
"I care about that, Shun. If you don't marry me, everyone in Disya won't recognize me, okay? It's okay, even if the disearch your grandfather's been protecting is doomed!
"That kind of soul guts, you!
It was a terrible threat.
It was no longer the ultimate choice for Spring, who loved the Lord of Disuia.
"Guuuuuuuuu......!
"Look, let's give up and get married already and get a job making me have kids!
"Old Body... I can't believe I ended the reign of your old body that I worked so hard on... can I just die and apologize...!
"Let's go positive! Shun, you just have to accept me as I am and like me!
"What's positive about that! I can't wait to die and get killed!
I want you to accept it as it is.
The feeling is common to 10,000 people, but if you are not willing to bend yourself like this, it is no longer a matter of being graphic or anything like that.
"Then it's me, let's just do the wedding. Let's be a masked couple, let's separate. Then it's Ali."
"So you kiss Ali at the wedding?
"Foreword withdrawn"
"Mumble, mumble, mumble! Can Disuir perish?! Shun, which is more important, your dignity or the survival of Disya?!
"Ugh, wow! Somebody kill me. Yeah, yeah!
Pandora's complete fitter means the bearer of the desire for ruin.
But even if you weren't the owner of a desire for ruin, wouldn't you want to be killed in this situation?
"Kill me. Yes!
"Let's make a child ~ ~ Let's make a hard time!
"Sansui. Those two are hilarious, but I can't get on with it, and I'm getting tired of the boulders. Shut up acrylics."
"Ha."
There was no stray.
A noble man named Acrylic, next princess, a lady, before her dowry. They were causing her to faint, with no particular hesitation, with a reason why she should not be wielded with violence.
If only we had done this sooner. I don't think so.
"Thank you... thank you, Dear Doowe. And the mountain water."
"No thanks, Sansui."
"Ha."
Acrylic said shame matters.
I see, the almost naked person represented it. I have no color at all.
The girl was driven to the corner of the room by the mountain water.
"I want to die..."
Floating spring.
I didn't even have to guess what was in that heart.
A woman I hate, loves herself. Moreover, it is a tragedy common to those in power, I see.
And it was serious.
"Spring... So, what are we gonna do?
"Anyway, let me calm down, I'm not strong like you guys"
Naturally, but very weak.
A crisis of marriage with a woman I hate in order to protect the territory of that esteemed person, while the one I respect is unconscious.
Sure, I can't help being weak.
"Hey, spring. I brought him in."
In that case, it was another trump card to support him.
She brings in more than one woman, she just walks into the room.
"Oh temple dance...... thanks"
"Damn, you're difficult, too. I can't believe I'm not comfortable without these women."
"I hope so."
The women brought in, everyone had dead eyes.
Spring was welcoming those girls as if they were angels of salvation.
"Dear Doowe, Happiness. I'm sorry, may I sit in the chair?
"Yeah... fine. Let's sit down and talk."
"Right. What are you talking about?"
Spring, Doowe, Happiness, Feast Me.
The four of them were sitting in a bench, about to start talking.
Come on, let's talk constructive. Let's talk about divining the future of the nation.
When I thought so, Spring was speaking to the woman brought by the temple dance.
"Hey."
Spring, cold voice.
"You know what I mean?
Of demons, invitations.
"Don't pretend you can't hear me."
of a thinking man, a fearful look.
Doowe is interested, and the mountain waters frown.
The temple dance was frightened, Happiness and Festival I was nervous.
"Do it now"
Bottom of hell, Judge. Extreme graduation from the outside, which imposes punishment on sinners.
Disya trump card, man to think.
He had given orders to his "woman."
Everyone obeys that word.
Trembling, he takes what's been in the room since the beginning.
Alternatively, take it out.
Department store.
They were sieging the spring with their hands, something that was never a weapon.
His sitting in a chair, swinging behind it.
"Oh......"
The ashtray.
The chair.
The nail.
The mirror.
The fountain pen.
The umbrella.
He was shaken up as a murder weapon that would easily kill a man even with the skinny arms of a woman.
"Rest assured"
It's like I haven't been back home in ten years, a peaceful look.
Right now, they're going to kill me. By being placed in such a situation, spring was relaxing in the heart.
"I want to die like this, I want to be killed... yeah, I can talk to you"
Happiness was convulsing her bitterly laughing mouth.
Festival Nor can my mouth be blocked from its appearance.
"You still have a bad taste."
"A hobby... temple dance, I'm telling you this is not a hobby. I have no particular hobby, I'm just a public who can use Pandora."
It wasn't ironic.
Mountain water has the power to feel signs, but Pandora's perfect fit doesn't make sense to him.
But I can tell by the look, the voice color. Everyone understands.
A man named Floating Spring doesn't seriously doubt that he's normal.
"Only cheats are handled, ordinary people."
"I tell you every time, you're the only one who thinks so. It's not you, it's me."
"Say what, you'll be very popular wherever you go. Your brothers and sisters admire you, don't they?
"I want to be called your sister!
"That's what some of your brothers would call you."
For the two of us who argue amicably, this anomaly can be described as a routine sight.
"In the first place, the fact that you were liked by the lady would also be due to your taste in the interior!
"What is interior, what is interior! I'm just lining up the murder weapon with this! I'm not decorating it!
"You know it! You're doing it all yourself! Besides, if you find a new one on your trip, you're thinking about the overall balance and re-modeling it! That's what I'm talking about!
"What's wrong with that!
"Don't decorate a woman's room on your own in the first place!
"I'm telling you it's not the interior! Don't treat the murder weapon like a trinket!
"What are we gonna do with the murder weapon lined up like trinkets! I guess my heart is just determined to be sick! You're the only one who can sleep well with me!
"Though I'm telling you it's an ingenuity to hunt these gutless people down! I just want you to squeeze your courage!
"Oh, my God! Spring up! There's no way it's gonna burn! I'd rather quell the fire!
"Get out! Absolutely brave! It's like springing up a fountain!
"Drying up is like desert! You're just sprinkling water in the desert! It's barren! Everything you do is barren and unusual!
"What a gorilla woman! I know you, too! Actually, there's a man I care about, and if I confessed, you'd be flabbergasted! You cried and you got away! I know who you are!
"How do you know that!
"We all know that! You're the only one I thought was keeping it to myself!
"Mumble, mumble, mumble!
"Huh, huh, huh!
"Shut up, Sansui."
"Ha."
Actually, aren't they all similar to each other?
Actually, aren't they all close?
Actually, isn't it just getting caught up in advanced play?
It was the four of us who thought so.
"Well, we have to work hard at last."
A returning acrylic had his head on his spring knee.
It is a so-called ear cleaning posture.
Note that the facial flaking faces the spring groin side.
It's an important place, you want to feel it right nearby.
"What are you trying to do..."
Festival I fought.
In this world, something terrible exists.
Those who should not be touched, are present in front of them.
That's not such an unnatural thing as a cheat or a bug.
It was a kind of, supernatural event.
"That's my plan to take control of the Disya Territory! You have to work hard for your grandfather too!
"... shouldn't I give it back to the royal family?
"Oh no, I feel sorry for your grandfather!
"I feel more sorry for the people ruled and ruled by you..."
The boulder is Hapine Bathrub.
I had reached the 'sentiment of nobility' that Glass Arcana hadn't noticed until Rikyo told me.
I mean, acrylic, turn around and talk to me.
"Huh?"
"... you don't have to look"
Acrylic smiles can make others unhappy.
And that snort blamed me for spring.
"I want to die..."
Too poor spring.
But they, too, wielding the murder weapon behind it, were pitiful in a multilayered sense.
"Well anyway, let's talk about it. All right, spring and ladies."
"Kill me."
"Marry me!
"Oh, that's enough! Anyway, lady! Get to the bottom of this!
Could this be normal in Disya?
Is this the case that the Kingdom of Arcana is the United Kingdom and that there is another common sense in another territory?
"Well, that's the point. I will inherit Disuir from your grandfather and I will make a new Disuir. Shun, with you!
If you hadn't turned your face to that crotch of his, it must have been a great word.
Words matter, but so does posture. I sincerely hope you take care of both.
I hate to say this, but I'm not in the position to talk.
It's rude, so I need you to be a little more serious.
"Guys, you're gonna be there for me! It's the same four nobles!
Yeah, I'll take care of it.
Duweh's instrumentality is pleasant here and agreeable from the bottom of his mind.
The mountain waters admired, Happiness and Festival I marveled, and Spring and Temple Dance appreciated.
"Then admit in batrabs and sopeds that I will prevail."
"Huh..."
"That's a little..."
Happiness and the Festival. I couldn't agree.
It is precisely a political reaction.
"Of course, I'll talk to your brother."
"Thank you! Then I will revolutionize Disuia territory in the meantime!
Revolution.
That would be one of the words politicians should not use.
It is nothing more than overshadowing the existing political system in a rough way.
Revolutionarily and revolutionarily, there is a significant difference.
"We have to wipe out all our relatives from this world!
And Acrylic Disyah was using words correctly.