The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

"I don't know. Could it be, reincarnator? Is Names a former Japanese?

"I am Names!

Names is every word, but he was screaming with a temperamental voice.

And it bends my torso vigorously.

A rectangular head approached me.

The subtle movements of the twig lashes are cute...... but the name seems to be crying.

Gemstone-like tears come from Crystal's eyes.

One tear at a time, which is flowing down a lot, is beautiful.

Strange tears like a collection of clear eggs in one with crystal spheres and water.

The tears moved from the longitudinal collar of steel to the decorte area.

Decorte is a deep bottom clavicle, like a marble fountain board.

The exterior is connected to the shoulder to arc in a retrograde fashion.

Beautiful tears gliding down and down there in momentum.

It jumps from shoulder to air like on a recurring flying platform.

It's also a distinctive shade and shaped chest armor beneath the decorte that keeps flying tears.

The characteristic chest armor overlaps with a complex mixture of wood and metal like damascussed and wrapped around a vortex.

There were also areas like giant patches & giant brooches made in a mess with geometry.

The surface also appears to be a "numb pear" or a "painful, flattering look".

First of all, it's the heart of Names, rather than a piece of the torso that keeps such an incredible shape.

Meaning with the rectangular head closer so as to fill the field of vision.

My "reincarnator"? "Can I see it as a reaction to the words I asked?

... Something tells me, "I'm Names."

I don't have the same skills as a name test as a moga.

So I can't read my feelings.

The inside of my heart is unknown.

For one thing, let's think about a question that you can see in body language.

... gazing into Crystal's eyes as he thinks about it.

"... Names. You know, it's okay to recognize the meaning of my words close to your head, right?

"Wow, but it's a name"

Names responds by widening the area of his mouth.

Lips and gums were also made of steel and wood that seemed sharp.

"We're going to proceed on the assumption that So, suppose Names was a reincarnator. If it means affirmation, would you fold that big torso vertically once, as you do now? If you deny it, I'd appreciate it if you rocked me to the side."

"... I, Names!

Names seems to have understood.

Sounds like it, but where the hell is Names' ear?

And the question comes to mind, but not now.

I guess Names is going to be in a hurry to hear my words......

Moves loosely with the carcass sampling.

And he responded by folding his thick torso properly vertically.

The meaning of affirmation because it is vertical. Is the name reincarnated?

"... reincarnated. Assuming maple is your original name, you used to be Japanese, a woman or something?

"I... and... names"

Affirmative again. Female, Mr. Maple......

Japanese, from somewhat old-fashioned names, peacetime or something?

From various times, including the present day and the past, it seems that many have been reincarnated and transferred into this world from quantum multiworlds, multiworld interpretations, Everett interpretations, the action of God, Intelligent Design, interference from different worlds, and complex and strange phenomena intertwined... from every age and every world.

Even Pernate alone, such as Kazane the Diviner, Manab, where Fluor led the Hammer (Elgassledge), Kirier, who works under the Second Prince, Tanaka, a confectionery store where ice cream was delicious, and Tychi with the right arm of God, who created the Ten Duty, were quite present, the Reborn & Metastatic.

It may be because it's a labyrinth city.

No, in the first place, it's me, too.

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White space ahead sucked into the black vortex like that universe.

Desks and chairs that were there.

Masks that weren't decorations when I thought it was a chair surface decoration.

From the orbit of the mask, many emerged black-eyed balls.

That eyeball group was repeatedly zooming in and out like a camera, scanning me.

A being that created a white world where such things existed….

Aliens with advanced civilizations that can move dimensions? God? I guess one of them.

Bloody wet shoes that were even more subtly placed under the desk.

Those shoes... Whose shoes were they after all?

It's also a mystery that they were just the right size shoes.

After a long underground life after reincarnation, the shoes I wore were naturally blurred, so I don't think it makes any sense otherwise that they weren't special shoes... No, the shoes had blood on them.

You're going to have carried blood from a world with different dimensions...

Bacteria or something, okay? What does blood have to do with vampires? No, is this too much to think about?

And this vast universe. A world where God wields dice.

A world where the gods make 10,000 pieces of iron, full of magic and magic.

A universe a little different from the laws of physics of the universe I know.

A world you want to think is different from a pre-programmed world.

Even though the universe I knew, it's just a miscellaneous thing......

And the reason it has been reincarnated on this planet in the midst of a myriad of galaxies that can't stop spreading into the eggplant blue night sky.

Reasons for reaching the habitable zone, or planet at an appropriate distance from the Sun, said to be the life-accessible area, the Goldilocks zone, the star forming this natural abundance of water.

Is this a coincidence?

Every thought, but on the palm of Ashler, God of Destiny, like the palm of Holy Heaven, the Great Sage and the Buddha?

'Cause it's just fine' like the girl in the English folklore?

Are you affected by the power of Goddess, the reincarnation god of the woods that Takebayashi was talking about, the mighty enemy?

The action of the reincarnated fruit of dimensional rips that the Kazanees earned from rainbow crates on the ten tiers of the labyrinth?

... the reincarnation fruit of dimensional tearing.

Sold from the Radford Empire to the Seven Kingdoms of Florsail......

A substitute that seems to have eventually been a factor in transferring the Takebayashi.

That takeaway palm.

He was a man, but a man of strength and skill with the grace of a god whose name I did not know.

The mouth of a samurai who survived the battlefield for years to grow was not a lie.

A wonderful user of a paralyzing unique two-sword stream. He was a swordsman......

The sword was as skillful and strong as Garro, the captain of the Shadow Wings Brigade.

Garro was a two-handed swordsman, though.

Takebayashi, Hoffman's kanji in his rematch against Garro paints the Icus Ten black clawed sword in his brain, as he continues his long thought,

"… wah, I, am, Names…"

Names spoke with a gentle, low voice that cared for me.

Sometimes, it seemed to appear in his complexion that he would think of ignorant knowledge as a fool.

"... sorry, so, Names. Should I call it the same“ maple ”your name is on your shoulder?

"I, Names!

Rock your body loosely left and right.

I've denied it. Is the name the name?

I think the contents are women, but they prefer names.

No, if Maple existed in the steel tree (Names) long enough to make you feel like a permanent time...

I don't think the maple can help but think, 'I'm good with names no more'.

Ma, this is my wild guess.

So I might have a completely different idea.

Even during such thoughts, Names keeps rocking his body left and right.

There is life in the twig group that grew from the shoulders and torso of Names.

Young leaves grew, small buds grew, colorful flowers bloomed, and red dead leaves attached.

The countless twigs that are so branched vibrate and shake like special music that rubs silk threads from the inside of the forest.

And the red dead leaves fell in sadness after finishing their role.

The moss that was clinging to the surface of the wood also falls off, and moss areas creep onto the giant feet.

In addition, the dandruff that lived in the groove with the holes that were on the surface of Names' body, the celestial worms, the bugs like the beetles and quails combined, crawl out.

You're a bug in a falling leaf. It has a flair. Names' body was breathing life.

If it snows now, don't show off the seasons.

Imoliza and golden potato worms are going to come out of that hole, too.

But it's really an incredible life form.

Then the interested black leopard (Lolo) moves.

"Ng ~ Ng ~ Ng ~"

"Names' body is funny," he said.

And whirling, he turns around on the spot, chasing his long tail.

They're going to go with the odd dance that causes vibrations to the left and right of the name.

Black Leopard (Lolo) had a cat punch on his giant leg where metal and wood were combined as he continued to turn sideways to rotate my toes.

I also tour the Names dance......

My mental values are going to be sucked out by those little holes......

There seems to be hypnosis or something, Names doing an incredible dance.

Black leopard (lolo) pounding on such a name's huge leg obsessively.

Because of the state of the leopard, naturally, the meatball size on the soles of the feet is also large.

But meatballs are still meatballs.

The name doesn't move when a soft meatball with a puffy feel hits the name foot.

Names does not mind turning his thick arms and shaking his hips loosely to the left and right.

Continue to dance the strange dance to show off against the Black Leopard (Lolo).

Hmm? Hmm? That move, somewhere...... ahhh, a thousand year old plant that likes hermes?

The end of a thousand years of plants isn't the name, is it?

With such doubts, he looks at the scattering of red leaves falling from branches like those grown from the kaede of the same tree as the "maple" kanji engraved on the shoulder of Names.

"... ha."

Black Leopard (Lolo) was also paying attention to the falling red leaves.

"Nng Ng -"

Black Leopard (Lolo) shakes his thin forefoot to handle even Kung Fu.

A sharp divine beast claw brilliantly captures the red leaves dancing against the wind and spatteringly cuts them directly from the side.

Occasionally, I stand on two legs and roll out punches, so I can see them dancing.

The whole body is covered in soft body hair, Rolodine.

In England, Panther, in the United States, Puma.

So, like some panda movie, Kung Fu Panther? About a kung fu puma...... sounds like a lot of fun.

How many leaves can you pick up?

It's also going to be training to hit the jab that

But now we need to be more vigilant around the perimeter.

"... Lolo, now ask for perimeter alert"

"Nn."

The black leopard (Lolo) stops the cat punch from working as he rattles his throat.

"Hoffman the Vampire, Jody and Shale the Dead Butterfly Men, especially the Dead Butterfly Men trying to resurrect the Gorgontura God, because it's visible to me that they're involved. We still have to be vigilant, please."

"Nah."

Black Leopard (Lolo), who replied with a clear high voice, took his gaze off the name.

Then repeat the motion of narrowing and expanding the nostrils of 'Kun Kun' and Pink.

He moved his head to the left and right to check the smell around him.

Then, you wonder if the smell bothered you, turn your head back in the left direction, and then take your left forefoot one step forward and run as you alternate between the forelimbs and the meatballs on the hindlimbs.

Apparently, he felt the smell of a monster in the left diagonal direction.

It's a powerful run that combines the suppleness of a black leopard with the power of a black lion.

Hygria looks at how it runs strongly.

Her blue eyes are adorable.

The black leopard (Lolo) jumped forward with his rear leg stepping on a decaying tree that was still about to collapse, protruding from the ground -

Black leopard floating in the universe (lolo).

The black tentacles grew straight from the chest and stretched diagonally from left to right.

The tentacles pierce the two thick trunks.

That's a replacement for the usual anchor.

Add the momentum of the tentacles into the body where your own black hair is noticeable - to the speed.

Shows a tremendous acceleration like a strip of lightning that makes you feel a stiff sound.

The remnants of the Black Beast were left on the spot and vanished into the trees.

He stares at the black leopard (Lolo) in a divine beastly motion with Hygria.

She kept on having all sorts of conversations with helpful people, including Moga&Names and Ally & Turk, until just now, sometimes with a mixed but sociable tone of greatness.

But the basics seem polite feminine.

I was focused on interacting with Names & Black Leopard (Lolo), so I hadn't heard much, but it was exciting with some interesting stories.

King Tree Monster's army is expanding.

"Goblin Terka has a hundred golden balls"

"Don't insult the intelligent orcs."

Are not the users of the "Beast Devil's Engraving" or the Silver Light Spider among these helpers?

'If you weren't there, the woman who had a friendly atmosphere with Shuya back then was a warrior in the division head class with precious blood muscles, as' home 'said...'

At this time, the children asked me, "Shida?

The voice goes up, but Hygria doesn't answer.

"Unreleased Skills Exploration Church? I've never heard of anything like that. How many more adventurers are exploring this area?

"Recently, the neighborhood of the [ancient Quill Tunnel] that leads to the [graveyard of the old gods] is noisy. Fighting is taking place among those who move under all sorts of thoughts in the underground world, including the men of the old god Go-Lad. Never, never come close. I think the underground leads to a huge world of darkness, and we're gonna get lost in the underworld. '

The old men and people of the Scale (Calamnian) who were listening to the Hygrian warnings said, "The graveyards of the old gods? '" Is there such a place in the tree sea? "" I've never heard of it either, "" Silver hair is beautiful. You sound like an excellent adventurer, "" Blue eyes are beautiful, "he had spoken from the way through, but Hygria didn't change her expression.

"You really don't have anything to do with the mighty vampire you were fighting with the Dead Butterfly Man earlier, do you?

"I am satisfied because I have avenged Zaxel... and I have taught Shuya my name... and later we will be together in the Divine Bed (...)"

Like that, in the moments of conversation with the people who helped me, Hygria turns a woman's gaze as she exchanges words that seep her fondness for me.

Such a pretty girl never tried to tell herself she was an ancient werewolf.

The reason why I found out about the previous conversation with Nola was that there was a huge gulf between people.

Glancing with that hygria, she shyly missed her gaze before staring again.

Just a little bit, he has a hazy look.

When I smiled back, too, Hygria whispered, "Shh, shuya, duel be gentle, please..."

"... sorry, but I'm not going to do a duel"

"Hey, what the hell!

a look that shocked me enough to hear a lot of noise.

However, Hygria has a thin jaw and a beautiful E-line.

But I'm sorry, but I'm sorry about everything.

We have to take Ali and Turk back to the village of Kish.

I'm also worried about my friend Kish's ass...... I hope Herme hasn't done something weird.

With that in mind, I shifted my gaze to Names, who was stopping the wonder dance.

The name is pointing Crystal's eyes at Moga.

"Names, do we have to go back to the detached expedition?

"I'm Names"

"That's right. I've been trying to cut off your arm and your leg, Dr. Dwarf."

"Wah, but, ha, names"

"Ha ha, don't be so nasty, but by the time you would be back on Heka Trail in time"

"... I, I am Names"

"Hmm? You don't really feel like riding right now. You seem to have been talking to Shuya, but are you curious?

"I am Names!

"I see."

Moga stretches her small arms to the left and right, as she consciously said, 'Well, I get it,' she said.

The clothes on his feathers and the penguin feather roots look strange......

Moga makes gestures to play with her little hands, and then she turns her gaze against me.

"... my partner seems to want to talk to Shuya. I didn't know Black Leopard and good Shuya could have a conversation with Names, either? Surprise."

"Is that such a surprise? Besides the words" I am Names "in Names, it seems that we can communicate, and not surprisingly, can we talk?

"That should be hard..."

And Moga takes a breath, sharpens her penguin eyes and looks at me.

"It does add a very relaxed movement and a strange dance, so it might be hard to understand"

"... Ha ha, so it's weird that you know that too -"

Moga laughed, avoiding Turk's hand in a gorgeous move as he came to the side and was about to hug him.

"Moga-chi, fast!

"Damn, I'm ten years early!

Moga said those words, and Turk seems to like Moga.

I took my gaze off such a turk and a moga and turned my head to Names.

"... Did the beauty hidden in the inner back of your eyes also mean women"

"... wah, but it's a name"

Names don't know if it's affirmative or negative.

I'm still in tears of beautiful gems...

Move the thick steel wood torso vertically before moving it loosely to the side.

"Woman? Shuya, what are you talking about?

Moga asked to see how surprised she was to hear me and Names interact.

"Oh, shoulder marks are letters I know."

"Was that a letter? Is Shuya familiar with the old letters? Oh, speaking of ancient letters... you haven't spoken properly about your employer yet"

"When it comes to employers, I seem to have been talking to my partner earlier, were the Moga & Names in the middle of a request?

"Exactly, his name is Domidone Expedition. A Dwarf scholar, or a Dwarf who deals magic in magical weapons to scholars' asses? He's famous for it."

"Heh..."

Domidone, I think I heard it somewhere.

"There are also mountains of ancient ruins in the Tree Sea (here), so I thought it would be an easy request as one of the escort requests, but along the way I fell off with the expedition..."

"... I'm Names"

"... don't do it! Shiitake, you'll be the reason."

"Wah, but, heh, heh..."

to Moga's angry tone, a name that speaks like a reflection, but

Still, I kept crying from earlier.

"Even if we talk while shaking our eyes, the reason for the detachment is the name, not at all..."

Apparently, the fact that Names got ahead caused him to slip away from the expedition.

I laugh unexpectedly at the way Penguin preaches.

listening to their conversation, as they roared,

"... but it's been years since Names has shown such an understandable move... since Sijima Street? Names' tears are precious, so we're gonna recover them?

Moga had taken out boxes of walnut-coloured feather-woven pockets like those used in Kabuki.

A folded string from the box is automatically extended and attached to the hips.

At first glance, I can tell it's a special item.

Is that an item box?

I was concerned about items hanging in the form of string belts connected to purple fittings that decorate the top of boxes with their magic power.

Books heavily intertwined with spheres, oil bags, threads… all of which are heterogeneous.

It was such an item that it contained so much magic that I could tell it wasn't a normal item.

Also, it's a lot......

"I, I, am, Names"

"Sit there."

When Names listens to Moga and then lowers back with Moga facing forward, he leans back in position as he moves slowly.

He was sitting there with a heavy bass on the spot.

He then turns his pretty but big head towards the moga and slowly closes his shiny crystal eyes.

"Hey Moga, the item linked to that waist..."

It was a moga that was trying to recover the tears flowing out of Names' eyes, but with my point,

"- Ah, have you noticed? This is it... haha, guhaha!

Moga that suddenly shows a rush, like working a rhetoric.

He spread his penguin-faced mouth to the side and had a weird laugh.

"Show me your fangs, penguin face, weird face..."

Teeth fangs look sharp.

"I'm not doing it! I'm not a penguin, I'm a Moga."

"Ha, I know. Icus, you want to call it a sinister raccoon head?

"Oh, you know what Icus is. Hmm? Now I feel like I've been fooled..."

I said it in a whisper.

"... could have fooled around"

Watching Moga makes me laugh thanks......

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Sorry, I'm not saying raccoons."

At that time, a few people were laughing out watching me and Moga interact.

"I'm not a raccoon! I know you're saying Mo Ga Clan! Dumpling shuya! Don't scrape that crazy head of black hair in a bald raccoon style!

"Yeah?"

"He opened his eyes and looked at me! There's no such thing as a moga, a moga in a moga."

Mr. Moga is posing by moving the head of the penguin like a kabuki actor.

I close my face to finally see it.

"Hmm, you turbulent bastard, let me bald the top of your head! It's a flash of slaughter that makes you feel fat on your shoulder, too, huh?

Moga is angry at me for pointing a dwarf-sized index finger at my head.

Penguin's angry face may be scary.

"... Sorry, Moga is a Moga tribe, right? And make the king feel the strength of the king penguin only to the king of the sword"

"... well, you're not saying stupid... penguins are superfluous, but" Sword King, "huh, you know what I mean! Yes, I am the King of Swords!

I got right on track with my compliments, Mr. Moga.

Put your hands on the pattern of the sword you are laying on your hips and pose in front of the Edo of "Raraya".

He could be simple and cute.

And I can smell the items on my hips.

Let's yava......

"... so what happened to that hip item?

"... actually. The room that Names destroyed and broke into happened to be the treasure room. So, why don't you just leave the treasure in front of you as an adventurer?

Moga with fangs out of her mouth again and laughing.

"You stole it..."

Is that why you were chased by a vampire?

The miscellaneous fish vampires weren't just chasing the mogahs who were running away from the barn.

"Guhahahaha, I also have bandit skills. I also have a labyrinth chest! It's a name!

"… I, Names"

"Don't say that there great? All right, buddy!

A conversation is formed by the breath of Ayumu from the words of Names.

Looking at places like this, I know very well that they are real partners to each other.

But suppose that item, that thing the Valmasks kept...

Is it more likely that Hoffman will come after us?

It wouldn't have tracking devices on it, would it?

and gaze at stolen items of moga......

The quality, shape and appearance of those magic vegetables. Finely decorated and stained magic letters.

Whatever you think... I feel like a Legendary, Mythical (Mithological) item that the owner of Sloza is surprised by.

I don't know if it's a tracking device.

Ma, there's no way I can sense an item I just stole, and there's no way Hoffman is coming back after the Dead Butterfly Man to chase the item.

Although the ability to sense the blood of the demonic system seems surprisingly abundant, as it was in the tools of the Holy Church.

"… I, Names"

"Tears? Oh, I know, I'll collect them now, so zip it."

Moga, who looks like he's got it all figured out, quickly recovers Names' tears.

Then the kids also start to get excited to see the beautiful tear grains recovered by Moga.

"Wow, fuzzy."

"I want one too."

"Oh, I want one too."

"It's special this time, just one at a time, okay?

Moga had handed the children the jewel of those tears.

"Wow - it's already dark around, but just like the eyes of Names, there's a little light coming out of this gem too? Your hands are a little bright, aren't they?

"Beautiful ~"

Ali and Turk had set out to mix the jewels of tears with the slightest light of the evening.

Beautiful tear gem that grows in the sunset.

There were several beautiful clear crystal spheres in a row.

It also looks like a gem created by a specialist demon goldsmith in resin craftsmanship.

I haven't seen a lot of designs.

Names tears are truly beautiful.

"Premoss and crystal ponds."

Hygria also spoke with an inadvertent look on her face, looking at the jewels of tears.

I too am fascinated by glittering gems.

... that pale green light.

Makes you feel the light knife of the murasame blade.

To try it out, I pulled out a steel patterned roll that I didn't use in the Dead Butterflyman battle on my hips.

- Do you want to use this next? And grip.

Magic in the steel pattern winding does not generate light knives.

but rotates the steel pattern winding so that it rotates the small gun in the palm of his hand.

Next, thinking about passing magic through this steel pattern winding or starting a murasame blade, proceed carefully through the tree sea to chase the traces of the Black Leopard (Lolo).

Everyone advances through the sea of trees in exuberance about the tears of a jewel-like name.

Then he went out to a place where the Black Leopard (Lolo) thought he had eaten and scattered monsters.

Countless carcasses.

Black leopard (Lolo) from claw marks and tooth marks. There are also traces of playing ice hockey.

"... the monster carcass is scattered, but Rollo's still ahead?

"Looks like it. We're still walking."

I think it's time for a break because Ali has a tired look on her face.

I put magic into the steel pattern roll I had, trying to take a break after a few more walks.

- A light knife is produced by making a boon noise from the pattern.

The light knife of the Murasame blade erodes the darkness beneath his feet green.

Because of the darkness, I could always see more blades like the plasma of the Murasame blade bright.

The blade of the light knife hits the leaves that are sweeping from the willow tree, and in an instant, the leaves evaporate...

Unexpectedly, I dared to continue with the one-handed version of Waterwheel Slash with my usual habits.

A murasame blade that moves to whisper jump through the darkness.

In the end, continue with the other leaves and squeeze them away.

I... was starting to train my sword as I walked.

- Brother, that's cool.

"Wow - lovely sword. Brother Shuya, I'm also a demon swordsman"

"... Bellamy! What a sword."

"I'm Names"

They all compliment me on my cluttered swordsmanship...

The sword is honest...... I'm not feeling very good because I'm not as good as proud of it.

I'm not a guide to the tree sea... but it feels like I have a green bonfire in my hand.

"... it's not a big deal"

Answering that, it looks like Kish's smiling fast!

Or so I thought,

"... a spear, but also a swordsman"

Hygria has told me that she had a disgusting look like she was having an outburst.

Blushing with blue eyes...... beautiful eyes stained with demonic eyes.

He was moving loosely troubledly wide open his arms to take a moonlight shower all over his body as it was.

Then the mark on her neck muscles brilliantly.

"Even if one yarn, now it doesn't have to be more of a relationship..."

"What do you bump..."

The surface of Hygria's cheeks with thin silver hair, like hers and ethnic women, is dyed in a pearlescent color.

"… no need for Kagura rituals. That is. Saxophone, coffin rituals..."

Even if they say the cultural language of the ancient werewolves, they don't know what it means.

He was advancing at a rate that would cause his legs to get bumped so as to show the power of the ancient werewolves as they were.

Instantly stuffed with an intermission with me, she quickly hugs me in one arm.

She leaned in, like, 'I feel like a lover'.

He's got soft cheeks in my arms that look like apples.

At that time, he gained the feeling of a sweet tit softer than his cheek, over his armor.

... um. It's a good size.

Something like a big boob step ahead of you.

The black near-future garment Gas Transform I'm wearing today has a high grade boob sensor.

Tits, I can see it without God's help.

and thinking about such ocasina jokes, blowing up erotic imaginations,

"... Shuya"

Hygria calling me by my name at the top of the line.

It's kind of colorful. The glossy grin had an aura as a luster.

"... what"

"It's okay if you don't want to fight a duel... but whether I need Kaguchi or one leaf of grass (...), I'm not going to stop following Shuya?

Hygria shoves her own chest into my arm.

And he has spoken in the language of the ancient werewolves again, breathing colorful exhales.

Nonsense, I tried to start your boobs paranoia......

"Silver-haired lady's attacking Brother Shuya ~"

"Do you want me to tell Sister Kish?

"Yeah, I need to report it"

"... here, don't boob me, okay?

Moga spreads her mouth, fangs out and laughs.

And he was playing with making fingers that meant obscene things.

The name that saw it,

"... wah, but ha! Names!"

Names is making a weird voice, and I was curious about everyone's gaze, so I let go of my arm,

"- It's your freedom, do as you please."

I told Hygria cold without leaving any ambiguity behind.

I was gonna......

Still, Hygria, hearing my words, makes a look as a woman and smiles happily.

Cute...... destructive.

Hmm...... if Kish sees it, he'll be pissed.

"Heh heh, I'll like it"

Ma, is cute justice?

Well, folks, you still seem fine.

"... shall we take a break here?

And when I told everyone, the black leopard (Lolo) came back out of the forest in front.

At the same time, the smell of intense blood on the wind drifts.