I complained, but Mr. Osam's instructions were never an aid ship.
It is a bit difficult to have a little Duke Chen's residence, because the guest (the main guest) was Lord Beibe's palace.
There is no such interaction between the two of you in the first place. Senior Towa officials tend to refrain from communicating publicly with successors to the throne.
"Oh, Hiro, no. Which squadron leader? Thank you for coming. Tachibana-kun came earlier, and it was a lot more exciting."
The Duke of Chen was also a good man today, who had no reason to know about the young monk's affection. However, the honourable Sir Beibe's palace is quite unusual for such personalities.
"Behold, Lord Chen's dedication. Which cup would the famous Squadron Leader choose for Bunbu?"
If you look at the fan by the words, there is a lid on the canoe that drifts through the curved water.
After all, it is difficult to remove vocabulary and it is rooted in experience even if you try to put it in a cool way. It reminds me of the "Izakaya Ship Assortment" when I look at a small boat.
It was the larger one, but this was the original canoe - no doubt because people were on it.
Even more eye-catching, the so-called civilian took a small cup from the "boat stand". He also wrote poems along the lines written on the bottom.
Conversely, the so-called samurai took a large cup from the ship through the escort - just like the champion's alley - and shouted applause at the way he drank it.
I see. It looks like the Chen family. Instead of humiliating anyone, we are committed to creating a showroom. His Highness Sleiman, who shared a bitter smile, had a different taste.
In that case, I wonder... which way to go.
"It's settled, Your Highness, there's no way you can refuse my drink. I owe you two things, Captain."
Oh, yes, there is a shadow of it somewhere in the Palace of Sir Beibe.
I was a former soldier's assistant and had a dispersed head. A type that looks like a unique brain muscle for Royal Military personnel and stood around lightly and eventually took all of it.
It's nice to bring a giant cup, but don't pour it over the drinking side! What if it spills?
It was saved because it was a turbid wine of the traditional method, and this is the scented and rich Daiginjo, which is where the assassination of the Squadron Commander took place... It's ridiculous to decorate words while eating alcohol. Hey, I dried it up.
And the cup was flipped, but Miyama-sama, "How about the bottom letter?"
The dog next door barks when he peeks at it as if it weren't written.
"They read it as a rainbow, but I don't know without it."
You guys, come on!
Instead of using a banquet ladder, it is normal to send people (spies), but they still have a good hobby.
Rainbow, rainbow... but this is easy.
Rainbow Dragon Drivers - Hebei and \39490; Ride the River and Ride the Ningbian River
(His Majesty's Patriarchate, who carries a very vibrant flag like a rainbow, wants to bring stability to the border according to its spectacularity.)
If His Royal Highness Sleiman is an "excellent lord", Sir Hybe Miya-sama is a "brave general".
I'm not going to fight, but I'm not going to say "king."
And what are you doing beside your distracted head when one of you is bracing.
Take a large bowl from the next ship before you seduce yourself.
"Woe to me, my faithful heart, when will the day come when I will avenge you?"
Don't cry, Uedo.
Then drink my liquor. So crush it.
There's nothing you can do about human death, that's what this world is about.
You're not allowed to grieve for honor, are you? We have to be at the bar.
(I don't mean to blame you, but is this how a songwater banquet works?
(Isn't the time different, Grandpa?
So don't fight in your head.
I was drinking and shaking my horse's back.
The next thing to visit was a banquet with Mr. Chusei Miya-sama as a guest.
But I can get in trouble from where I enter the mansion.
Along with His Highness Aslan, Nakanomiya-sama is the most prominent successor candidate to be regarded as "more than that", but the attitude of high-ranking officials of Towa descent is still unknown.
That's why I was in charge of the other royal ceremony this day.
Sir Yube Miya-sama is not stupid just because she was a leading successor candidate (I think it would be better if I was younger than one person). It has the same name as the Count Tachibana in terms of the information strategy involved in the backyard politics. Even after giving up the throne, I exchanged sentences with all the leading candidates, and invited them back to the banquet... I was developing my social skills without fail.
I mean, this is one more politician, but I'm not going to underestimate it again.
But it doesn't suit me emotionally. The mood is transmitted to the end of the crowd.
That's the guest's car park.
Avoid trouble explaining the architectural style.
In short, it is a call of these kinds to enter through the main gate without entering through a convenient way.
I thought I'd give you a shot. I inhaled and stopped.
Isen was watching from the shadows. Even if you keep your back on the pillar, your sleeves are peeking.
"This is Commander Kintetsu, Your Majesty's honor!... that's why I don't like military nobility. The back movements are dull, and as soon as I approach the field, I realize it."
Instead of me, I was quite in the hall, drinking the party of Sir Fujibe Miyagi.
It was poisoned because I didn't even remember anything that was a little pressurized.
"What's behind it? Just follow the script."
Professional wrestling is indispensable in the political world.
If the cock match goes too far, blood will flow.
"Yes, Hiro-kun. Either way, you two must be in conflict. It's sharp too."
However, Nakanomiya-sama is not calm... but someone who wants to focus on stability and maintain the status quo. I have never been aggressive.
"A succession struggle is like that. Otherwise, the West and the Army... no, you can't join hands without them, right?
The force has grown too large.
The struggle for succession has transformed into a struggle between His Majesty and the candidate.
"I'm sorry, no one felt as bad as Hiro. We both struggle... brother, Ethan, I know that the" Horse of Destiny "has a lot of trouble."
We cannot repeat the tragedy of eighty years ago.
At the same time.
Whatever happens, the Real Horse needs to be protected. To maintain the national system.
But...
"Yes, the real horse has a complain. You're trapped in Kinsho for a feast? I'm not allowed to leave here and feel good about myself."
Don't miss out on unsuccessful people trying to sneak into the Mansion when they're away.
As commander of the Kintetsu Squadron?
"What are you talking about? You seem to be spending a lot of time. All right, I'll lead you to the pier. But if you let that happen, I'll let you upset me too."
A cold smile on the face, a little bit of wonder. When did you wear it?
We're not gonna make a show here.
Originally a hostile faction. Nakanomiya-sama doesn't have to force herself.
I'm going to punch you back because I'm going to provoke you, a man who's going to get roughly horny. It's a good public product if you don't provoke it.
(Told the customer that the company lacked initiative. I know you well.
(I guess I should say that.)
But I was attacked by a situation where I couldn't even remember the cold.
The Marquis du Four invites His Highness Aslan to a guest song and water banquet... No, or this is a rainbow theme. This was the so-called "Rainbow Clothes" feast.
You say you don't take it personally? It's a sex cabaret, in short.
You can't do this. Even though you haven't won, you can't afford to raise objections around you. Showing off the "male" buys the divine discomfort.
Is it neurotic to think so? Is it because I was a virgin college student?
If this was an occasional night-time therapist, or if the same college student or spear surfer belonged to a cheerful tennis player. I spend some time laughing or casually joining a drinking party... or maybe I could have acted like a splendid Kintetsu Squadron Captain.
If you look around in doubt, but those with hearts and minds, that's what Count Orwell's acting viceroy, the former head of the New Capital School, and so on are just showing a bitter face.
I didn't get scolded, I know that. Given the identity of His Highness and his position.
But I can't help feeling sad about the scenery, as I keep my mouth shut while I see a young man whose familiar skinhead behaves unexpectedly.
(I wonder what happened. My head moves when I get cut. If you're not stimulated, you won't move.)
What kind of man is that?
Anyway, I drank too much today, because of Lord Beibe's palace and the dispersed head.
The ghost children praised me, but the pain is still running ahead.
I don't want to think about any more difficult things.
"Looks like you've been sneaking up on Miya-sama, Squadron Commander. What can I see here?
Marquis Dufour, one of the most beautiful men in the kingdom.
The innocent smile angered me.
I'm still in my sixties, and I don't want you to return to childhood at that age.
"I would like to offer you your clothes as a reward first."
The ladies had already loosened it with their delicate fingertips.
I'll just finish weaving it. I close my eyes to the fact that my crotch is the same even though I am taller.
(You're feeling overwhelmed.)
Shut up! It's important!
"I don't want to see chicks washed away for fun."
It's Kamimatsu. Don't let the bad stuff run into the water.
"Disturb, unclean, unclean."
If you scream, your intentions will be conveyed.
Instead of accepting the Marquis du Four - intoxicated in the throne of cabinet, too dull in his innocence - she was chosen to be a talented woman.
"I pray for the victory of Her Royal Highness!
Would it make sense to name Clementia?
I couldn't wait to see the girls turn into strange faces.
He jumped into the water as it was.
Wash your face with clear water and a nostalgic voice from next door.
"Peace be upon King's Landing! May the Lord Vicomte's beloved brother be restored! Evacuate!"
Another idiot came out of the Orwell family to get rid of the scale.
"Don't be rude! Soak your coat in water from His Highness."
Around the place where you can change your clothes with your mouth, there is a yard.
No less than His Serene Highness Sleiman's entourage.
"It is the head of Kamimatsu. Until you have taken the blame in your place."
Mr. White Tights, a good ballet player, takes his slightly stretched arm. Drag in.
Remove the jacket before pulling it up.
Red-dyed skin permeates white clothing, which would be quite a sight to see.
Maybe you should give me a rainbow at the bottom.
"This is how you rude me in the Far East!
Rather, it is an apology to the women who have atrophied.
After all, it's a madness, but if the atmosphere changes somewhat.
"Equestrian Cavalry, I won't be late... I'll tell you about my engagement with the maid of the Yard! Forgive me for taking responsibility!
Are you mistaken, Bill... no, I'm not mistaken.
"It's horrible to reveal what you have to hide!
"Sixteen? Is your fiancée still eight?... I forgive you, Bill!
"Have fun with Latifa-sama's whip!
Oh, yes, the samurai's words.
"Be nice (latifa)"... this is still angry.
"Akaius, soak Bill in some more water!
(What are you playing at a time when your wife is important?... is that what the Second Lady is worried about?
("There" works, not bad.)
(I wonder if you're wearing too much to beat yourself up with Clementia?
I would add that the relationship between the samurai and Her Royal Highness Princess Latifa is good.
I am uncomfortable with the taste of my grandfather, Marquis Dufour.
Don't think about relaxing in the middle of a struggle.
A loud noise rises next door. Water went into my ear.
"I put my hands on the vault! I've been forgiven... but I'll never do it again!
"Hiro, are you paying properly? You're not sweet to Yul!
That's what they say, right?
It's one of the reasons my wife couldn't publish it.
But, Edward, I couldn't pay you enough to let the Rong part-time.
And that's exactly what all the ladies knew and came to me.
I've been putting a hedge behind Edward since before I opened my mouth.
"I have a cool face, but this man is surrounded by maids in the Banyan Forest!
Hi, I was thrown away. I will strip it and give it to you.
So you can be a crowd liar, too! I'm not talking about anything!
Not much is expected, but I am also the best public announcer.
I think it should be a story.
"Then I will return to Shinsai again!
It was good to jump in, but it wasn't good to dive to wash your whole body.
Shikota drinks alcohol, the horse shakes his head, and the water is still cold in spring and March...
... it's been a long time since I've had a small room.
"Ah, I'm finally awake."
I wonder what it is. I get chilly when I stare at my child from a close range.
Is this an instinctive fear?
"Don't rush me. It was the first time I'd ever woke up before I fell here."
What are you looking at when you turn your back on someone you're so worried about?
Oh, did you see me fainting on the ground? This is rude.
Looks like you're getting artificial respiration from Edward. I want to die.
"Don't be ridiculous, Hiro-kun... but if I cross the rainbow bridge like this, I'll cry."
I thought God knew I was a pet.
"When the Goddess of Curiosity gets stuck, it's a dark age of culture and art. Even the Count of Tachibana is a big ramp. If you can't sing or paint, you'll become a mere soldier. Do you know where it is?
Raina also dragged herself into the dirty room... hmm.
It was up to me to feel the responsibility and the weight of living again.