The Story of a Different World Dynasty - When I was reincarnated, I was treated like a Necromancer, but I started to wonder if it was bad.

The next day, I hung out in the city in the morning.

Though I really wanted to walk alone.

Peter and Yul follow exactly.

"You two should be free, okay?

That's what I said.

Peter says, "That's not why."

Yul, the. I can't act alone. Especially not going to throw it out into a city like this.

If you go down the street, cafe in a restaurant that looks fancy.

Suppose we all roll out for dinner?

Hall and thoughtful building. Billboards are displayed.

Revue to the dance show in the morning, sew a short time for a magic show, talk.

Theatre and opera seem to take place late at night.

And side by side, the "Decent Shop".

All this is a luxury route that the neighborhood of the Royal Suite Inn deserves.

As soon as I felt awkward and entered the back alley, I was called out.

"The military man there! What do you say we play?

It's about me.

I'm walking around with a knife hanging from my collar.

"Play what?

"That's what this old man does.

He was a small, skinny, slightly stylish grandfather.

"Your brother's purse. Then the street must be tough, right? A soldier doesn't make you look uncomfortable. Why don't we take you somewhere you can play grandiose? So, which way?

Stand your little finger on your left hand...... when did you do it, between your fingers on your right hand, two dice.

Well, yeah. If you play, it's one of them.

I was just thinking, "You don't have a casino in this resort."

Perhaps, "no apparent appearance". If you want to "hide and have fun," spill your eyes.

... I'll give you a ride.

"My superiors are tough. If you find out, you'll be fired in one shot.

Point to the dice.

"Are you with your superior officer?... I knew it! There is no madness in this old man's eyes. You arrived yesterday. You're a great escort, aren't you?

Your glasses are wrong. I'm on the escort side.

That's what makes me a good customer.

But, Ma. I decided to give you a ride.

"That sort of thing.... you too.

Turn your eyes to the pinky finger the man is standing on.

"My eyes got fat because I was near the princess here.... and I don't have enough to play with a beautiful lady.

"What is it, sloppy?

"For now. My disciple, he's hungry. The delicious part, you know? I'm sorry, Grandpa. I can only afford to drink with meshi.

Turn your thumbs to Yul standing behind you.

Yul, that's how you mislead me, isn't it?

"Alcohol is also nasty. Suppose I leave it with your brother's companion?

He followed his grandfather and showed up just off a narrow sidewalk that went straight to the back street.

This is an outing and a calm shopping district.

Did I just say shop for the back, supporting a gorgeous resort?

"It's all the way around here. It's good to have tourists in.

"Over there, is it a residential area?

"Residential neighborhood? I don't want this guy! You're not that good, brother.... but. It must be the city where people live.

From the mall, there was a sidewalk further down.

Parallel to boulevards, backstreets, shopping districts, and coastlines.

Somehow beyond that, it's getting low.

If you throw your gaze far away, you're on high ground.

Grandpa was trying to capture how I was moving my face.

"The hill in the back is where the great man lives. That's what your brother calls a 'residential neighborhood'. So, the front streets are high.

"Isn't the closer you get to the sea, the lower you get?

"I don't know what else, but the coast around here, once the sea is hilly and depressed, it's hillier in the back again.

"Huh?"

"With winds and waves, maybe because the sand is brought in.

"You know something, Grandpa.

"Everyone in the military hears the same thing. They can't help but worry about the shape of the ground.... Anyway, this is the only place you're messing around and it's dented, sandwiched in a gorgeous sea and a quiet mountain.

"Like my purse?

"Please don't take the fried legs. Look, there it is.

It smelled like a Chinese restaurant.

"I'm chopping small pieces of utensils and deceiving them with oil and vanilla. For that matter, I have a scalp. I'm sure your big brother will be satisfied, huh?

In fact, it wasn't bad.

Grandpa was complaining though.

"Hey, isn't it always the same as putting it out on me? It contains three slices of meat.

I guess it's a regular.

There was no reluctance on the part of the store owner to say it back.

"Can you do it with Jijii, who only asks for Shinobu!

"How many words do I have to say when I've brought my guests here? Alcohol! Alcohol! The usual favor, huh?

"If you come enough to say 'usual', I'll add a slice of meat!

A glass of size that fits flat in your hand...... No, what was poured into the "cup" was a clear liquid.

When I take it in my hand, I get drunk on my nose.

Isn't this white wine?

It's like a pork mouth, I suppose you drink it in a small vessel.

"You don't drink it neatly, Grandpa. Eat something.

"Can you eat something from this shop, brother? It's dog feed.

"Let me eat. You don't have to say that.... Uncle! Something that seems belly-friendly, will you look at it?

"I'm not going to serve the dog feed.

"Don't bend the navel. This grandfather brought me here to say, 'This place is good'.

Uncle, I rounded my eyes.

Light up or show your back and head to the kitchen, shouting out loud.

"Barely, we're the best here! I wish I could be honest with you too. See!"

Dumplings or wontons?

Soup came out like that.

The oil is floating.

But for the white wine dish, it was just fine.

"It fits.

"Isn't it?

Chopsticks go on. Alcohol also proceeds.

In that way, your father had a full smile on his face. Not a word.

Grandpa, keep talking.

Talk about booze, women, bacci.

A generation of sad hearts, a great battle over time, there is no such superior.

All this glossy talk and coin talk.

But it's not nasty. Feels good and funny.

When I was listening, the peeled fruit came out.

"If that's all you're going to talk about, I'm not going to let this one get in the way, Grandpa. We serve meals. Don't talk nasty.

"It's a good idea to look at people and talk. This is the one who feels good.... What do you say, brother? Wouldn't you like to try?

Remove the dice again.

"You can win. Even if you can't win, you feel good about it. I see you as someone who doesn't dislike the way you fit in. This old man says so, no doubt about it.

I thought you were wearing different glasses earlier.

But "it won't dot fit into gambling," it probably hits me.

Whatever the ghosts say. I don't think I can concentrate.

"Sorry, Grandpa, you really can't just bet, my place.

"Oh, I can win if I'm in the mood right now. Definitely. But we don't have a match.

Okay, I get it.

"Thanks for letting me talk to you. Use it as an addition to your military funds.

Place the large silver coins on the table. It's worth 10,000 yen.

As for Bachchi's military funding, though it's too damp.

Me playing "Less Together Brother". I'm not going to send out small gold coins.

If you have the equivalent of 100,000 yen, you can play with the corresponding "Mr.".

"You shouldn't, soldier, get drunk. Money has to be taken care of.... hey jizzy, you're not begging either. Whatever you're going to play with, don't just ask me to have it.

Chinese Restaurant (?) sooner than his father grabbed his arm, his grandfather flipped himself.

From the door, I called him.

"I'll double it and give it back, brother!

"Oh, I'll see you here at noon.

The shopkeeper sighs.

"I can't believe you stopped by for lunch, if you say so, then you can't even preach.

"This is a resort, isn't it? Let me do my life's laundry.

I got a peek in my face.

"Oh, did you miss the war?

"Do you understand?

"I get it.... then I have no choice. If you can go home alive and play with him or not, he's a superior category. Noodles are recommended at noon.

"Then I guess I'll be hungry. Immerse yourself in a hot spring.

"That's right, brother. Bakuchi is not the only one who drinks. Looking out into the ocean from an open-air bath, because the wash of life.