There is an animal called "Four Dislikes".
"The horn looks like a chica, but it's not a chica. The hoof looks like a cow, but it's not a cow. My face looks like a horse but not a horse. The tail looks like a loba, but not a loba."
Since there are no statues (to) on the four animals, there are four statues (supshans).
It was a famous comic book, showing off its adorable look just like a kaba, alle.
It is the nickname for this "Four Dislikes," recently given Isen Chen.
His name sounds like Ethan, but he doesn't look like Ethan.
Wu looks like Hiro, but not like Hiro.
Looks like Edward, but not like Edward.
Ya looks like Shimei, but not like Shimei.
Although I translated it as "not similar".
Words that are originally translated "unlike" in Chinese usually mean "not extending".
In other words, Isen is said to be "not extended to colleagues" in four respects.
Would the word "name" be closest to the word "name"?
The second son, Isen, is slightly weaker in that respect than his eldest son, Ethan.
As for "Wu," it follows that Isen's gains are knives.
It has two feet and five inches of golden construction, and a gorgeous knife that seems to be revealed, lowered to the waist.
but to me, who is a biological martial artist, it doesn't go far in terms of arms.
"Mask" is about appearance.
Even Isen isn't bad, because Edward is handsome at any rate.
"Ya" is elegant.
I knew they were bad. Tachibana.
What you have to rebel against, if you ask me, is a public society.
But because word play is an essential upbringing for nobility.
They are poking at the good so as not to add insults like "thoroughly repulsed" and "thrown white gloves".
Isen is of the famous Chen family, even though he is the second son.
Weakness of fame and so on.
The public has nothing wrong with a master of martial arts, but that's not what makes them proud.
"That's good if it's not a tease," so it's not a bad word.
Looks good again.
I've never crossed the line with great style, but that's not where a man's worth is.
Even in grace, Isen's strength is considerable.
Before that, he was a nobleman and a bureaucrat. "Talent" is more important than literary talent.
In other words, the nickname "Four Dislikes" given to it, in no way demeans Isen.
To high school students in the baseball club, like "Boy Head" or "Physical Red Dot". Same as saying so.
I tease him because I know he doesn't hurt where he's been told.
but to high school students in the baseball club, do you think it's a "10,000 year alternate" or a "loss of the first round"?
If I say that, it will be war.
Aristocrats who also make plotting a compulsory upbringing.
Naturally, it's good to poke at the other person's pain.
Now, we never imitate the way we poke at it from the front.
Speaking of Isen (, where we in sync never speak), another line is added behind it as an element of "Four Dislikes".
- Sounds like Rossiu in energy, but not like Rossiu -
If he pleads for Isen, his "genius" is considerable.
It's no worse than Ethan.
I turned the finances of the war in the Far East between my parents and my children, to Ethan the masterpiece.
In the morning, even if the documents are piled with mountains before Isen, the surface of the desk is visible at noon.
That's twice as fast as Edward. I haven't even got my hands on it, such as Shimei.
I'd like to have an apprenticeship.
This is why the Twas will have a monopoly on the outside morning.
Me? As an individual, I think it's the average for a bureaucrat. I want to think.
I've had old Molly and Ariel read it down and are sorting out the priority, so I'm pretty sure it looks so capable.
Although Symay and Edward are accused of Zului.
Anyway, it's Isen Chen.
So talented. I never think I'm inferior to my brother Rossiu Chen.
The problem is not "official" talent, but "politician" talent.
Anyway, I'm not accommodating. It cannot be swallowed in a cloudy manner. I've never made a stomachy decision (because I'm young, naturally. It's harsh with me, Edward and Ethan who were young and involved in the war).
He is an incompetent "official".
But that's troubling.
In the future, the public will be appointed to senior bureaucracy.
We must not just operate laws and regulations on the square.
My brother Rossiu Chen also coaches his brother by souring his mouth around it.
Brothers are a difficult thing, and there's a rebellion going on there.
And about one day in January.
A former platoon leader of Kingsguard (a young public, our senior) was struggling badly with the paperwork.
Isen, who raised her job, went into help and digested half the bundle of paper she had before her predecessor.
It is exactly three times faster.
I'm just wearing a light scarlet robe.
My predecessor should probably say thank you there, too.
Because of repentance, I said: Give me the "back row" I gave you up there.
Fortunately, the arbitration of Squadron Commander Maximilian Orwell, who was on the spot (also referred to as Thunder Drink), resulted in nothing.
And it was Philip Valois who approached Isen, still trembling in anger.
"I appreciate the brothers who can, but they're also annoying,"
Isen looks down.
Tremors had subsided.
The same situation… Philip, on the other hand, has been pushed ahead by his brother.
I can't go after Alex because he's upside-down.
"Civilians don't stay long, do they? It's been a battle since the forties and fifties."
Philip and I would have been having a rough time.
Speaking of decoys, I wonder how long it took me to be able to say this.
"Thank God Mr. Max stayed."
Edward snaps.
Depends.
Though Maximilian Orwell was thought to alternate in six months.
For another six months, he was to serve as Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron.
Anyway, as a person, I guess I meant to crush it.
But the voice of the biological samurai/military is loud.
Well, I didn't say anything about following you.
As much as this, nothing is supposed to be the problem.
I looked back unexpectedly.
I got up from behind, to disturbing signs.