"The main discipline lax, the responsibility for it rests with my grandfather.
That's the thing.
Unlike the Twa-based bureaucracy, which is opinion-intensive (bottom-up).
The Takeshi family is downward (top down).
It doesn't work because the top is bad.
If there is a problem with the main unit,
The culprit, the main mountain, and the back yard will mean exactly what the predecessor Duke said.
"Filia!"
Baroness Annabelle raised her voice.
Philia didn't stop.
"If you say you're too old to be in charge, you should give it to your aunt. If you don't want to give in, your aunt should have something to exchange too.
"Are you telling me to get rid of my father!?
Take full responsibility, top.
If you are too old to be in charge......
Akaius, look back.
"It's 'sin' for the Brotherhood to do it, though. A twig is sometimes a 'duty' to do it.
The Brotherhood, in a contractual relationship, may terminate the contract, the point being to withdraw in silence. That's the original "muscle".
The twigs, no. Don't run away.
But just like that, "Father Killer" can't even be admitted.
Phyllia was eager for Mrs. Annabelle, who was so angry that she ran over her mouth.
"Whether you want your grandmother to take your place or report it to my father, there must have been a lot to do. How many years have you left it!?
"Tell me that," though I don't even think about it.
It's a family matter.
"You don't get it! Tell me what I can do! The feelings of a daughter who can show her father getting older, you can't possibly understand!
Young people don't know anything about it.
That kind of thing, though it does exist.
If they are pushed forward, young people have no choice but to rebel.
"If you think about your grandfather, you shouldn't even be exposed. I take insults! Did you show yourself that way? To His Royal Highness Prince Wang, to Mr. Edward of the Cubi family!
I'll put the rebellion on a cold rationale.
If you do that......
"Don't lose sight! I'm not letting you see me!... By and large, your father doesn't have the authority right now. I am the substantive head.... Yep, I have full responsibility! Ok. If that's all you have to say, I'll give my father guidance! Why don't you be the chief executive of both names?
Even if I know, I won't stop. Because it's family.
From the outside, mouth...
"May I?
A pincher appeared.
"Dear Annabelle, I can't. With the addition of Lord Victoria, it remains the same. I haven't been able to hold off the Rigiro Party yet.
Annabelle finally raised her blues to criticism without hesitation, though.
Thousand years ago, it's like I'm not afraid.
Getting that gaze right, a few beats.
From Annabelle's side, I turned away.
"I apologize for the disrespect. But you know what I mean?...... Not enough martial arts.
You seem to have regained your composure by being tempered and rejected for some reason, Mrs. Annabel.
Still, in the tone, there were still togues.
"We need those who excel in martial arts to be assisted by men with branches. That's about it, even I know it! But Chiharu, what do you want me to do? You want me to call you the former Earl of Gummel or Baron Valmel?
"I can't, aunt. Right now, we can't just strip the two of them from the Far East.
"I know that too! If you're to blame, come up with a plan, Philia!
It's going to heat up again, you two.
But it was somehow a thousand years early that was inflating my anger to its fullest.
"Both of you, you have misjudged the fundamentals.
To that temper, Philia corrected her posture.
Preliminary operation.
He's my best friend for eight years. The next thing I know, I can read it.
"It's not decay! Stay calm!
Have a big drink.
"When 'head' fades, tension fills the house. Will we unite unanimously or will the successor feud begin? Either way, there's no slack!
Coming earlier, Thousands of Early Mornings was expressing disgust with Annabelle's political stance.
Finally I smashed it.
Because my predecessors are sloppy, it doesn't tighten down.
Even though, Annabel doesn't have any martial arts.
Even though my predecessors need to hold on.
"If you look at your predecessor's body, you'll see! It's not bad anywhere! It's a matter of strength!
Retired, a little distracted.
He said he was like "retired father".
Is that what this is all about?
Did you blow up all your depression?
Thousands of early voices were returning to the calm.
"Old men, even old men, should not be treated like old men.
"Thank you, Mr. Chiharu.
Philia's voice clearly had a palliative color.
"My grandfather, he's still fine".
If you can tell me from a martial arts master, there is nothing more comforting.
"Then. It's been decided, what needs to be done.
Philia looking around with a soothing look.
He set his gaze on me.
"Can you only ask Mr. Hiro, after all?
The next morning.
My predecessors and the bad guys were being pulled out of the workout.
A favor from my last granddaughter, my grandfather, who couldn't refuse.
He woke me up early for a while, and a slightly grumpy face.
What the bad guys are showing, whether they feared public execution or not, is the blue face.
In the middle of the workout, walk.
Long time no see, fully armed.
"Act strong and dignified enough to dislike it," as ordered.
Due to too good an armor, I triple the number of men who are fully armed.
Show off the young, beautiful, powerful samurai.
Hit the old man on high ground, temper.
In his sleepy, narrowed eyes, the light lit.
Keep going, keep standing.
Hit the "arrogance of the young".
The old man's temper, no, his anger, it's enriching.
As per the meeting, at that time......
"I've come to reward you for your portrait!
"What do you want!
A squeaky voice.
When I'm losing my temper, I'm made aware of an old man.
The anger swelled further.
"Have a fight, my lord! Defeat His Excellency Mun de Mel, the famous general of heaven who accomplished the 2,000km long march, and raise his name!
"Don't move there!
The old man rises to make a swing.
Thousand years ago, you were right.
"Even if you don't tell me!
To my voice, I threw my robe away.
Coming down the stairs leading to the workout.
It would have been my servant standing next to me.
Hold the gear and follow.
Philia, you've been through this beforehand, right?
By the time I got down to the training ground, I was almost completely armed.
There shouldn't be a hundred steps.
Are you saying that the military men of the Hundred Wars smell differently?
"I'll spare you the courage and take the game. It's an honorable battle, don't resent me if I die!
A sharp eye, dubbed "like an eagle".
Look at this one... and see it disappear inside the kabu.
Suddenly, I set it up.
With a spear while you say "square" or something.
This one says it's a knife.
It's not very popular to not hesitate to use the difference in reach.
"You still have dirty fighting guts.... That's the Martial Family!
Molly, the old voice plays.
The voice of the previous Duke was also playing.
"What do you want to do with this kind of thing? Say it!"
It was Phyllia who set it up.
I can't help but say that.
"The training grounds are rude, and portraits are also appreciated. Say it!"
Don't loosen your spear hands while you say things like that.
"To get old, it's too soon!
Another poke.
How dare you break the rhythm of breathing by letting us have a conversation!
But not in an old man who lacks exercise!
"Belisarius grew up! Master Sophia is in charge, and you are a cabinet member in the King's Capital! Until your son, the Duke, returns! You do it!
By the end of the day, two more pokes.
Avoid. Pack between.
All right, between knives......
"Aged? He tells me. Eat!"
I've been flying sand where I was planting it.
Eyelash!?
I'm not a country fan!
Jump back.
I had to open up between them.
Damn, I'm back in the shake!
"Is that what the Duke does!
What they say is, it doesn't tighten.
Hundred understandable predecessors, exhort as they have won.
"We are Takeshi! Call me a son of a bitch! If you want to win, do anything!
Skilled standing around.
The equipment has thin feet and the product is a tube spear with gimmicks.
Is it nested, stretched out while making a kashakasha noise, and approached me.
Pipe spears, though they are often said to be evil ways.
Prior Duke, that martial arts muscle is the "right" one.
After piling up authentic martial arts, he runs skillfully to compensate for the decay.
Experience. That's all there is to build up.
To the young monk, there's nothing I can do.
But.
This way, psychic. I am protected by a goddess.
Yeah, that's not what you lose.
I don't think so.
I won't be alarmed or hesitant because I'm an old man.
Old Master Li is squeezing me.
All right, I'm out.
After that, if you simulate Asakura on your chest...
Left?
Is this... Spirit Bullet!?
"Grandfather, the helper knife!
"Philia! What are you going to do!
"In the main, there is no way that the previous contemporaries will lose! This is the Martial Family!
"It was, Philia! I've forgotten I've been too rich for the last thirty years. What is the Duke's character?
As always, keep your gracious words to your granddaughter!
"What's wrong with being square!
"You just have to win!
"Shut up," the predecessor who uttered that one.
Head around and raise your voice even more.
There is no such thing as crouching. I think it sounds like a castle, temperament voice.
"You guys! That's what they leave me in the main! Looks like we're waiting for Washi's instructions, seems to be taking a lag on Philia, don't name the Lianjiro Party Wow! If you take him down, the crime will be written off!
"What... to be forgiven! That's not true!"
"I hope they don't knock me down!
"I hope they don't knock me down!
Thousand Mornings! Do something on your own!
And Phyllia, you're typing in a ghost bullet!
"Oh Hiro, my demon, will you let me go?
"No, Asakura.... a blade with rotten branches, etc., can you reach it!
And so on, although it cut a big deal.
Numbers of violence are harsh.
I can't kill you more than I don't know where the disposition is. I had to slap him with a thump.
Because it's not just a bunch of whipped branches, Philia also flies spiritual bullets.
A breathtaking predecessor Duke, further switched to energy-saving tactics.
They just aim at when I'm out of balance on the arrow bullet, and they stick a tube spear in it.
But don't let this get on fire.
I'm not going to lose, either.
Pack between.
Good, now it's time to simulate a knife on your neck muscle...
What the fuck?
This shock, a thousand early tackles!?
Anyway, we have to stand...... no, we can't make it!
"Well done, Claire!... Stopped!
"You? Come on?
The pattern of the tube spear was broken.
Fan in hand, by a thin, long arm.
"Mrs. Claire is with the preacher (Monk).
Molly, old?
Oh, the vision of telepathy I saw yesterday.
I was standing next to you, skinny armor......
"The whole family was so refreshed. To your two sons, sister wife.
Older than previous generations!?
"Not worthy of age, and be rude to His Excellency the Baron.... hoho ho.
"If I hadn't stopped, you would have been called to heaven"!
Fucking sedition!
What the fuck, you couple!
But anyway.
The game is over.
Whatever you regret, get up and give me a toast...
Huh?
The previous lady, who corrected her face, was thanking me.
"Thank you. Older people, forced, but you have to deal with younger people.... I was trying to look ugly standing among the younger ones. This was our loss.
"Oh, no......
Oh, my God.
What can I say if I suddenly get into that attitude?
"I won, it's... it's me!
I'm telling you, my predecessor Duke.
I can't even feel the fine dust, such as the winner's piercing.
"It's ugly!"
A fan struck my predecessor in the back.
Cheers and previous generations coughing up with their backs round.
And.
Huh. Peep.
She was spitting out an oversized sputum.
You got it. Hey...... but.
"Ooh, I feel good!
... Yep.
I, too, feel better about you right now.