In the end, Disya's home disturbance had been resolved forcefully.
Since all relatives have been abandoned, there is no way that a complaint can come from a relative.
Those who were leaving Disuillah are just artists, so they have no say, and they didn't want to help because they hated 'Disuillah family artists' as much as they did acrylics.
All my men had betrayed me, so I didn't have any men I'd like to help.
Neither did the enthusiastic customers they had hoped for, unfortunately, try to make their way to the rescue.
What Acrylic had infiltrated itself had been made public, but the specific location on the boulder was a secret.
Even those who knew the sea better knew the recklessness of searching for an island they didn't know where it was.
Above all, I didn't think it was that important.
The face of the Disyah family expected their customers to frenzy.
But in fact, as Acrylic said, I felt sorry for him.
Whatever they were dealing with, for better or worse, was luxury.
It's a bad way to put it, but saying it's addictive doesn't actually make you addicted, and any other change of price worked.
Though I did praise him with a vernacular phrase, it was half-baked.
Everyone should have known that, but they were trying to assume it was true for their self-esteem.
Normally I think about it, 'My favorite restaurant has been crushed' or 'My favorite theater has been closed', and there's no way I can sell a fight to the world's most powerful superpower.
Firstly, the client is most convinced that the guilty plea failed to do his job as a nobleman.
They're supposed to be nobles, but I wonder what time they're working.
If I thought so, I wouldn't actually be doing any work.
All the guests, the upper classes, were convinced, including the fact that they had met the inmates.
Of course, there was dissatisfaction with everyone, including women and children.
Isn't it slightly too much, there were voices like that.
Conversely, it fit to that extent.
Well, it's mountain water.
Sitting Bulova and Rain in a tatami room, the mountain water was about to sit back and talk.
"Let's conclude first. I'd like to have a date with Bulova alone."
Perhaps it was a word I had never said before in my life, or thought to say again.
At least, both Rain and Blois doubted their ears.
"The trigger was that Master Suibok gave the boy an archery. In the burning lava, he 'specially trained' using special treasures. In time, they gave us the most powerful treasure, the Fire Spike."
Mountain water, I've never had you do that.
I was just, like, barebacking for five hundred years.
"To be clear, I envied the boy. Of course, I'm convinced by reason. It's a hassle to refill while the fire-tipped shovel doesn't work on the immortal. Just so we're clear, it's a useless special training."
Indeed, it is futile. At least the mountain water has no harm from 'not coming' that special training, and there is no need to do so from now on.
It was pointless to its successor, Mountain Water, as Suibok truncated it for nothing.
In addition, special training at the fire escape, which burns and dies as it is if the catchment method is disturbed, is very dangerous without treasure.
Of course, if Suibok was with me, I wouldn't have that anxiety at all, but in the case of Suibok, who refused to marry Fukai until he defeated Fukai, both the world and the border and the Great Eight States, I can't give him the fire tip first.
Above all, it means nothing, such as a technique that can only be used in the fire escape.
Because it is located in the geodynamic method, it is the highest difficulty among the fairy arts.
Assuming we were aiming for it, mountain waters would still have endless invisible special training in the woods.
"But that, in retrospect, had no memories... the decade after leaving the woods was full of memories...!
Tears also in the eyes of mountain waters.
Of mountain waters that never cried no matter what hard things have happened before, tears flood my eyes and I can't stop.
Even when you kill rebellious peasants, young and old.
Even when the dragon attacked.
Even when they tell you to take down a country.
A man who thinks he's sad or something, but has executed it without complaining, is crying.
I'm crying like I am now that my life is too empty.
But who can blame it?
The mountain waters have been trained for five hundred years, and it is not bad to say that it was hard.
It is five hundred years without drinking and eating, five hundred years alone with my master, five hundred years without a single cut but training, and five hundred years without sex.
I wouldn't want to live like that for five years. Instead, I can hold it for five days.
For what it's worth, the fact that mountain water is not revered or jealous by my fellow countrymen, the Festival Me and the temple dancers, would be that I've completed five hundred years of training.
I want to imitate it, but in the case of mountain water, it was even thought to be "I never want to imitate it".
I don't want to be the strongest if I'm going to train for five hundred years. Because the mountain waters themselves, which are nothing else, thought so from the beginning.
"The days to come and the days to come swing barely in the woods, sleep barely... As the training progresses, signs in the woods come to mind, whether you sleep or wake up, there is a food chain, there are generations to change, and the terrestrial axis leans. I just observe other people's lives... then I get weird too..."
With a mundane trigger, it's no wonder you feel miserable back in 'sanity'.
"I almost got rid of it by accident as it was..."
If returning naturally is the liberation of the immortal, the mountain waters now would be far from it.
I was finding remorse in my life, as if I literally remembered it.
"Dad... whatever the trigger is, I think you know how it feels, I guess"
"Right. I'm something similar, yeah. Not as good as you on a boulder."
I mean, I want to do something like a young man.
If that's the case, the whole family feels the same way.
"That's good, then let's make a date. We have a full day in a week."
"Oh well... when you eat that too, it's not bad..."
I don't know, there was something about mountain water that I could afford to be older until now.
In fact, I can't help it because I'm older, but there was "Let's hang out because Blois and Rain want to play" first.
But that made a difference in temperature from nature, and rains and blowers were really white.
So it is now. There was desire in the mountain waters today. It was a young man's desire to regain his youth.
My husband, who has never been motivated at all, has motivated me, and as a woman, I will be glad.
"Hey Dad, am I leaving a message?
"Oh. I'm sorry I took the liberty of leaving you with your fans this time. You should be alone, or you should be alone."
Forceful Immortal, 500 years old.
It should be noted that my wife is still floating when she hears it.
"I can't believe Sansui has gotten this far... I can't believe he's been so aggressive with one trigger..."
(Just want to follow me?
(Yeah)
(Then follow me later. With John and the others.)
(Are you sure?
As for mountain water, it's good for both of us, but it's not enough not to take into account my daughter of your age.
If Blois thinks it's just the two of us, then that's satisfying.
(I'll have your share ready, too. Just ask the blowers not to split)
(Can I be later?
(... stop doing it)
"So, Sansui. What exactly are your plans?
"Oh, I want to go to the ocean first. Arcana doesn't have a very good image of the ocean, but for us Japanese, the blue sea and sandy beach is a playground for reward..."
That said, the mountain water opened the compartment from the adjacent room.
There were many 'torso only dolls' there, they were in the shape of women and wore things like underwear.
"I'm so sorry, but I took the liberty of preparing my swimsuit. I know it's a disgusting story myself, but I want you to wear one of these and have a seabath with me."
Prepare your swimsuit for your own wife, with your own hobby.
The objectively visible mountain waters seemed really embarrassing, but unexpectedly, Blois seemed happy.
"Because it's about you, I thought you'd say it's okay as usual or something... you really mean it when you even prepare clothes..."
"I think you're showing too much skin, but they're all cute! I want to wear it when I take a bath..."
Because it was usually a good design.
I actually put it on the doll. When I touched it, what a good fabric it was.
Cute and gentle on women's skin.
Leaving aside the idea of going to the sea or meeting each other, it is usually excellent as a gift.
"I normally want to wear them as underwear...... where did you get them? It's not the Great Eight States..."
"Oh, it's Majan, isn't it? I'm sure he will."
"No, I got it made. It's not for sale, I ordered it after I bought the ingredients."
Secret border cell.
It is a land full of ancient wonder tools, not strange tools of the future, for which the Great Heavenly Dog has made many things over 10,000 years.
The mountain water was there with a face and a snack.
"I want a cloth for my swimsuit."
"Is that for you?
"Mine too, but it's mainly for my wife"
"That's vulgar for you. If you do the signs, you're far from relief, and it's a good thing. If you die at 500, you'll lose your life."
It seems to be a human being who has lived for 10,000 years, what a statement from a human being.
If you mean you're losing your life if you die in five hundred years, where the hell is anyone getting their life?
"Though... a cloth for a swimsuit... will you come all the way to me?
"No, I thought it would be great anyway."
"That's great! If you want the best, you have no choice!
Survivors from the Old World, very happy to slap on their knees.
Even if I lived 10,000 years, I haven't lost the purity that would please me greatly if I could get compliments.
I see, it was full of vitality.
"All right, all right, then we have some. For example, a cloth that becomes transparent when touched by sea water, or a cloth that disappears when touched by sea water."
"Um, I'm planning on putting it on my wife..."
"That's why, isn't it? Are you there?"
"I don't have that kind of hobby..."
Great Heavenly Dog, which subtly knows the demand.
After all, he lived for 10,000 years and said, 'Oh, I want to make a cloth that is transparent when I touch the sea water!' or 'Make a cloth that melts when you touch sea water!' Sometimes I guess I get a mental state.
Maybe whoever wants it must want it. I don't want to be friends with someone like that.
"Then that's it. There are cloths that you can breathe in the water when you wear, cloths that will stop you from getting sunburned when you wear them, cloths that make the heat shine when you wear them, and cloths that melt when you touch the sea water when you touch them on top of all the features."
"Then it doesn't make sense."
"It's a joke. I have a cloth that I can breathe in the water and my eyes don't hurt and I can also get resistance to poison and stop getting sunburn"
"That's a lot more versatile..."
"What are you talking about, the flame rat's coat is made of that?
"Oh, really..."
Come to think of it, the Immortal covers everything but melting when touched by sea water.
Then it wouldn't be strange to be able to make a cloth with that function.
"I'll also put on the jaw, thread, and needle so that it's okay for the samurai to process it. Even if you can make clothes, you don't like patterns, so hit the experts."
"Yes, thank you"
"So Dear Acrylic Disuir, Sorry to keep you busy, but could you design a bathing suit for my wife for me?"
"Fine, I'm interested in that cloth, and I'm interested in the bathing suit you like, Sansui."
Spring and temple dancing, refraining beside the acrylic, looked subtle against the mountain waters.
I have more than enough to know how I feel, but more importantly, I don't want you to ask for acrylic.
Sure, it's my best arm, and I'm talking about it after I finish my job as a lord, but I still don't want you to feed me extra.
If you do poorly, spring and temple dance can be damaged.
"So what kind of swimsuit do you want?
"I'm ashamed, but I don't know much about swimsuits. But some swimsuits I remember. That's a bikini!
"Heh, bikini! Like what?"
"Here's the thing."
Sarasa Sarasa.
Mountain water is what realistically draws blowers on paper with acrylic-like brush judgments.
That was like a picture of a blower, as if it was containment.
"Wow, good! Other than me, someone who can draw skeletons and muscles so far, maybe for the first time!
"If you just draw it as you see it, you can manage..."
"Talented! 'Cause I know how to stay fit with this!
"No, I mean talent, it's just an effort..."
Mountain water, confident in its precise operation, was precisely the extreme picture.
Of course, it is a technology on an extension line that captures the opponent's movements and steep points, and it is not intended to be expressed.
"So, this is the bikini... you're highly exposed, like underwear"
Nevertheless, acrylics are starting to think about design without any color.
Seems like he's already starting to think about what kind of clothes to put on the blower.
"Why do you call it a bikini?
"Oh, it's called a bikini."
It was still the temple dance, a woman, who gave the commentary there.
"There was originally a beautiful island in the south called Bikini Atoll. So a very powerful bomb experiment took place, and because of the equivalent of" stimulation, "the radical design of the swimsuit became known as a bikini."
"Well, it's a publicity complaint."
It should be noted that the two boys, the first to hear of it, looked subtly complicated.
I didn't know it was such a noisy origin. It's highly irritating in another sense.
"Okay ~. Then I'll paint it, and I'll give it to the Disuille underwear maker. Instead, can I have extra cloth for you?
"I don't mind, Big Heavenly Dog has given me permission."
"You did it!
"It would have been better not to ask more about the manufacturing process..."
"Right, Sister Blois"
It's not something to hide, but it's complicated when you hear it.
Collaboration between the best cloth makers and the best designers.
That's true, but knowing us makes me feel indescribable.
Exactly, it was a bomb statement.