This was the first sign I had learned.
I was looking for you, not far or near.As usual... there was a different sign of hardening.
It might have been a bypass to jump to unusual tensions.
"You're going to the wilds of Shangdu."Isn't it terrible? "
A timid voice was frightened.
"It's my job."
Even though I should have answered cheerfully, I had a look on my face that turned away.
The rubbing of clothes is far away beyond the door.
Even the white dog that was sleeping at any time came running.
I started to raise my voice while screaming at the edge.
”Was this... sweet?”
It has been rejected at all costs.I have no choice but to quit.
I turned my back without the courage to admit the fact head-on.
"I'm glad you're alive..."
The words of farewell also sounded like words.
"Yeah, I'll win. Feel at home."
It was meant to be rounded.
I wonder if the answer was unsatisfactory.It could have been a backstretch.
No matter what, the two moons will never see each other.
(Look, Hiro, the white dog from before)
Everyone tends to shy away from him.A wildling vagrant in his brain lurks in his voice.
In July, when the sun shines on the sky, at least the voices won't get any better.
(She said Hiro looked like a monster.When I asked Jiro, he said, "Big Foot."
"I saw it from the white dog in the garden" is the same as "Jiro saw the big feet", he wants to tell it.
In other words, the existence that brings death, the fear that embodies it.
What the hell... it wasn't so innocent that I could shake my head. I was aware of that.
A letter arrived a few days later.
Even if the passing leg is moved away, the sentence will not be cut off.
Behind-the-scenes -- guardianship or political alliances.
Because even if you try to break up, you will not be favored by the men and women of the kingdom for "being reckless".
”Unlike my late husband... when I realized it, my husband was sad”
I secretly sprinkled the people on the side of the day, and I could not understand what was written in the sentence that was strangely open.
Pity. I don't know how this text feels.
"After more than a decade, I met the captain of the company who was troubled by his work, and I remembered his fervor."
I know, I feel it.
That's sweet on my part... or "I've got it."
"I looked up like my brother's husband at that time, and now I'm looking up at my brother..."
It was embarrassing, and the only thing I could put down was the margin.
Thinking of the reaction of the white dog who took her by surprise that day,
That's terrifying.
The man I met looked like my former husband.
From now on, she must have had a hunch.
But the man was a heterogeneous alien.Unintentionally thrust it out, but still without organizing the mind.
I circled the sentence and remembered it. I put it in my pocket.
No matter what, the two moons will never see each other.
... fortunately.
I can't be bothered.I'm going to work.
It was a mistake to choose the shadow to be alone.
"There are no distinctive features, but I still thought that public procurement was a vessel."
Captain Guard Squadron, you're the best, aren't you?
It was literally a 'blowjob', Captain.
It is the right of a worker who is forced to invade the sacred inventory of his boss in the shadows.I know it a lot, and I've enjoyed it a lot.
But it's not as bad as it sounds when you run into it at the bend.
Rather, it was a sentimental expression that spreads the fan and hides it.
Poetry roars, pretending not to see it now.
Less than half an hour ago, "facial" appeared, bearing everyone's expectations.
That's the kind of presence you get, Connie. You're welcome.
"Without admiring the captain's martial arts..."
I felt like I was talking about something.
I can't -- I don't have any strengths or weaknesses, but I can't see/hit them -- I was in the midst of the Crown Prince, and this period, the Company Leader had a history of "easy-to-understand appearances".
Kill score of over 400.
I put it directly in my hand... the number of people I "killed" with this hand.
It seemed that there were more deaths than in Japan, but no, it was in fact a society with more deaths.
I thought the wind of destruction was blowing, but it was definitely the world of destruction.
I've literally murdered more people than any of my friends or colleagues in my career.
"We have often witnessed your 'decisiveness', and we are looking up reliably at all our subordinates."
It's not fear, it's reassurance, it's a society.
That's why Christian hasn't spoken to HR lately.
You're not afraid of me.It's a matter of trust... "because I can handle it" or "because I can't cut it".
But to say it personally, I would never be proud.
I couldn't help but sigh.
The expressionlessness that I made was a prediction for the master.
"... but as if showing enrichment outside while holding nothingness inside, to me"
I mean, bluffing, right?
Take Hayat, destroy the Taher Party, and every time they cut something down.
However, when I talked to Tsukahara-sensei, he said, "There's no problem."
As I was saying, that's a man you can cut off. That's why.....
"'It's about keeping an eye on Hiro on your side, I think it's a summary training for the samurai.'"
The fate of Tsukahara Dozo was the only reason I was confused.
Nonetheless, Warden Connie Bach sent out a letter of recommendation in the name of Ya-in with his troubled face.
”In addition, instead of bribing me... Mr. Hayes, can you ask for it as arranged?”
Even if it doesn't resemble Tsukahara-sensei's sense of humor.
It sounds bad because it's a bribe, but it's not a big deal.
In order to "push and sell" personnel, it is common sense in kingdom society whether it is a fee, an annoying apology or a gratuity, and "what can I do" with such a heart.
In any case, my faithful servant, Sir Peter Hayes, offered a glass of wine.
It is filled with a bright red liquid reminiscent of fresh blood.
Something was floating as far as the black grain.
If you raise your face, the usual gentlemen will clear their faces.
I drank it quickly because I was subtly angry.
It's Bloody Mary!
It's not the time to be laughing!Just before lunch! I'm on duty!
"Excuse me, but my lord... yes?"...... I heard that Hiro-san is troubling you. "
Although I didn't see who it was or what it was.
The popular word "bullshit", the original story was this.
It's about a tavern.
I made a "souvenir postcard" for the newcomer by listening and writing.
"Brode Imarie"
Oh, my God. All the customers shut their eyes.
My mouth moves with alcohol.
"Another cup in the jock. And this, please."
Often waiting, screams and screams, including in the mouth.
It's Bloody Mary!
After half an hour, a new customer screams again.
Bloody Mary or something!
They say that it's strange to do that, so it's important to gather customers.
Every time the story breaks, there is a big laugh and orders fluttering.
I suppose the great boom lasted a month.
In the end.
"Bloody"... "Bloody" is an emphasis word with a bad meaning, "terrible."
In the sense that it has turned into an emphasis of good meaning, it is the same as "bad" and "nasty".
"I understand your wish for placement." Thank you for removing my worries before the battle. "
(Refrain from war, what do you mean by "bullshit"?)
That's why I'm so scared of the Kim-Oh!
Oh, I see.
If you're worried about "bluffing" and "cutting it off"... after all, all you have to do is work.
"It's time for the meeting." Call Ethan. "