Karewala Hall/Behind is East vs...... but should I call it?

We gathered everyone in the living space of Avon's daughter Angelica.

If you warm up on your first cold visit, you'll find your favorite firebowl in front of me.

It was rolling in the corner of the hall. When I first saw it, I thought it was a luxury.

When it comes to Keyaki's firebowl, it should be a combination of plates. There is no reason to know how old the tree is, a single wood dug into its trunk (?). I didn't even block my mouth open to size.

(Stupid. It's the stump after I took the material. not waste use)

Although Ariel was flushing lightly.

Later on, it must have been a convenience to me that the sensibilities of the little citizen had not been lost.

But this was a delicacy, simple with a martial bone that only looked like a mortar. I can't stop using it if I use it.

He must have used it regularly in the past. That's proof, this big fire bowl. All the front sides are glowing glossy.

I sat down and found out. When you work your head in front of someone you can easily face to face, people show some small movement - pen spinning, poor shaking, teasing your teeth, etc. - but when you put this firebowl in front of you, you can't help but squeeze the round side of it.

"You look like your predecessor," the old minister said.

The Karewala Party now that its tradition has been interrupted and the incumbent old minister has disappeared.

Why come to such a house again, to train as a samurai?

In an effort to ease the tension, I was starting by introducing myself to this one party.

Though I was putting together a good story.

As for me, hey. Because these are the people who face each other all the time.

A little out of hand, the black iron that lights the charcoal is cast iron baked chopsticks.

It seems simple and is made with the idea of making it.

Digging is asymmetrical, the other side with a circular heart.

Where you have to stretch your elbows just a little bit to get charcoal on fire and to draw in the ashes, this is just the right addition or subtraction for hand-held use again.

I didn't know you were far from digging in. I mean, that's probably a broad logic ahead of you. This fits snugly again, both in the writing and in the tea.

If I put my elbow on my standing left knee, I came to the bottom with an elbow attached to put my sleeping right knee in.

The Great Fire Bowl, where no other place is found, but on this day the Five Virtues were in the way. It blocks the corners of my vision. For now, I thought I'd sink about half of it in the ashes, if I could hold it from the top with all my strength on the chopsticks I put to sleep...

The place was quiet.

If he stretched his elbow and frowned, and was pointed at the tip of the chopsticks holding down Goku.

I see. I can't help but be seen as showing some discomfort.

The man with the firebowl in his arms, what's wrong with him... is that he's going to get old.

Though I thought it was the perfect prop to appeal to the young masters.

I still don't have enough piercing locks, no. I guess I don't have enough experience.

I can't help but fix it, but I don't have the option to fix it.

(I'm not saying it's like an excuse for cheating)

Smile anyway. Smile. We welcome our guests.

"Are we done? I wonder if you guys could go on."

Encouraged by the making smile, I opened my mouth - no, I must have grown up not having the experience of reading the air of the place and such in the first place - Nao Datskutsu was the crook.

"I'm here to give birth to a child!... 'The upcoming Yin Yang Master should not stay in the dorm (dammit). I have to interact with society outside,' my brother told me."

When the boy's idealism and the kid's honesty combine, he says he's a destructive bull.

Anyway, the Masaki boy wants to free his sister from the house, I know that very well.

So you can go after your own dreams, just like your brother hoped?

"You say the probability of an alien being born is about 10%, but you don't know if it's 11% or 9%, do you? If the parents are psychic, does the probability increase or decrease, if one parent is psychic? Either you're alone, you're two, or you have a good chance. There are still many mysteries! We need to take samples from the clan..."

It is the Yin and Yang Master who polishes the psychic powers born with it.

I think research enthusiasm is a great thing.

So this story...

"So let's make it!

I have words to tell you. Undertakings, or as a substitute for parents.

But instead of the agonizing rubbish, it is the work of the Brotherhood.

"Mr. Nao, do you know how to make a child? Do you know how to be born?

"Huh? Wouldn't being a samurai do it? All the ladies who entered your uncle's house in Terapola, one after the other..."

I know how it feels to hate a little talk.

It's hard to stand if you're a boy, and it's easy to predict.

Masaki Dazkutsu, who lost his two parents early, and his sister's maiden must have been carefully selected. He said not to blow in any extra things.

But I won't even tell you when you're nine, and even by Kingdom standards, it's really critical...

(You're out at your leisure.)

(Even the common man said he didn't know that year. Mostly nobles get engaged early, don't they?

Oh, Mr. Cuberley-Kreutz, please stop putting livestock out to collect.

Because we are home as undertakers and the Karewala samurai will do something about it.

Mr. Marzida, the son of Mr. Yousuf Hekmatial, who came in late there.

If you change, you can't see...... a bunch of men's clothes, that looks better in military uniform too, thanks.

"I know how Nao feels, the more it hurts. My father included me." In an attempt to fall with my brother Tarhel, Moussa connects the blood lines of Hekmatial. So you don't have to worry about the house. ""

Heavy! Out of the way. Good dad can do it!

I wanted to mix it up with something like that, because Marzida has a play.

No, I'm worried about that eye. It's more like you're drunk than a play.

It reminds me of some madness, of my father's concession...

"I know what it's like to lose the heart of a father who puts a strain on me, but somehow... please help my father. Please take your side!

That's a mistake.

Yousuf must beat Tarhel without the help of another house.

To get out of the mafia politicians, to take the leadership of the Hecmatials.

Do you know where it is or not?

Although I hear stories about how a man parent is special to his daughter......

"There! I will not put you in my lord's mercy!

I just got into educational instruction. But not the chief samurai, Mr. Veronica?

Um, I wonder if it's a good thing to admit, that reprimand.

That sort of thing, there was a problem with sequence management... I can't leave it in the back, and I need to take time to discuss it again...

Oh, it's so awesome. I'm saying something back. I knew he looked just like Dad. You have guts on your feet. Even though I'm only thirteen.

(Philia and Chiharu were 13, weren't they?

... That's probably what princesses and maids are for. Like a female tiger.

and so on, and not if you are commenting. It is only by arbitration that you are the master.

It is most definitely to show discomfort.

Charcoal fires beating with chopsticks. Ash Kagura happening small. Hot! Smoke!

Madness leaves Marzida's eyes. I was spotted.

Yeah, yeah. It's just useless to hold onto each other, isn't it?

"I'm sorry for your disrespect...... but it's out of my mind to doubt my readiness. I'll do anything for you."

Whatever you do, I don't think you're selling it cheaply, right?

(I often tell you not to buy it even if it's sold cheaply)

(The guts to buy it, no. I don't think I have enough energy. There's no looseness in my nose, really this)

(I'm a girl who keeps herself in enemy territory, so you have a few more)

(You Far Eastern groups don't understand. Tell me, Hekmatcheal's daughter is a poison bun.)

Anyway! I can't tell you not to do any more work than take on as a samurai.

I don't know how to do this.

For now, the next person, please...... and although it is good that you asked.

Leila (abbreviated) Cubi, who knows the martial arts, had a small mouth count.

"Thank you all for giving me time to think alone."

Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten

Crying is working, this already.

"I will serve you in good faith until the hour is up."

Because that's not what I'm talking about, like, jail time or a girl's senior year job!

Neither that nor this, because hecmatials brew strange air!

Look, you guys are starting to bother!

No, right? I think it would amount to a crime to ban women from chatting.

So around here, though I'm sure we're loose on the split.

I don't know what to do anymore if there is going to be a conversation in one corner that will further spread the misunderstanding.

"Marzida, why, for example... Yes!? A man's, uh, finger to that place! Do you have to react!? Oh, no experience? Then how can you be sure? No, but I see it's close to the sacrum. The structure of the human body, its relationship to the spiritual meridians, is a lot of concern."

It's a poison bun, no doubt.

"This is Dear Philia, I am cordially asking with Dr. Integra. We'd love to hear from you! Dear Hall, I would love to give you the opportunity you see… I will do anything! You can even take a horse's mouth wheel when you're out, so take him!

Whatever you do, you don't buy it if it's sold cheaply or if it's done for free, do you?

Nevertheless, I think again. In a millennial-old kingdom, he said the accumulation of knowledge is exchanged everywhere. Though I also admit that every time I touch it I am trembling at the shock.

I would ask you to stop fulfilling the odd fusion. By and large, you must be here to avoid a little talk. No, most importantly, if you are bragged that you taught such a thing at the Calewala family (of which), it involves the outside world! I can't believe my relationship with the Mel family is severed because of the Nantka glands, and even the result of the throne inheritance race changes. Really, because I'm in trouble! It's a disgrace to the last generation!

You're not going to go that far, Hekmatcheal... and even if they smile at you, you're in trouble, Mr. Marzida!

"Report! Welcome, Lieutenant General Cubi Kwon!" Confidential contact matters are available "after presenting the official seal of the Kingsguard. We're staying in the guest house right now."

Makes Edward bare, though not in a good mood.

You shouldn't even blame the gatekeeper. Because it changed the air.

Because it is more official than showing the official seal, and we have to go through it.

And if it's the visit of the Kingsguard platoon leader, I know it will be served with tea and alcohol.

Why a banquet if you just have to wait a minute? She even said she wanted to play with her tits.

But be thorough because the air is dry.

You can't let this sound like him to the Brotherhood. Have you spoken of the gladiators of the Kingsguard?

Oh, this drum is definitely Edward. I'm good at it.

I whistle and a few strings... well, to the extent that I "bounce".

This is where the weakness of the burning blade appears. It's better because I'm a soldier who can go through with martial arts.

And that's a brilliant thing...... wanting husband love......

I get tongue-in-cheek. You cheated on your official business and broke into the hall?

Exclusion. Exclusion. Bones break, but this is this home game.

But I looked around and said, "Excuse me, I'll be done soon."

Cold gaze pricks.

Just one, Leila was looking down. I'm in tears.

Ladies and gentlemen, no matter how much you look at us.

I won't allow Edward to go in the back.

One got up. Gently, no, obviously.

You're gonna take it in a letter, too?

If I stop that far, it's the extreme of inhumanity rather than wildness......

"Ceremony!?... isn't it? Wow, hey!?

I thought something white was ripping the air off.

Eventually, stay put, flicker.

"Yeah, it's a butterfly"

It was also during the bundle that the maple in the vanishing Kasumi of the Far East gave Nao Datsukutsu a smile.

Sent a sharp glance over here. Hilarious, showing a paper butterfly.

We need to strengthen our security, right?

More than accepting guests from the outside.

There has been an increase in the number of samurai in the last four years, and naturally the number of men who go through.

Though previously outsourced to the maple I keep from the fumes.

Before you two head back to the Far East, we need to somehow take shape.

And it was the two of you who noticed the maple ultimatum (hint).

Cuberley Kreutz and Marzida Hekmatial.

It might be better for them to leave the outside to the Brotherhood job rather than the inward one.

At least Cuberley accepted it.

... I have to knock Edward out anyway.

To be honest, it's not the same kind of backwards business that I knew I was doing.

Even as I walk with my big crotch, I get a headache.

He came with Edward's cousin, Masaki Dazkutz's sister, and Konrat Kreutz's cousin, with Yusuf's daughter (Moussa's adopted daughter).

Okay, I can do it for about four people... I don't mean that, I can turn the treatment around, whatever the frame is... so rote or whatever, not that.

It hasn't even reached Yi Yang Wuyin.

What's not "humble," push it with your strength? The kingdom nobleman!

(Have you forgotten?

You were keeping Philip Valois' son.

I'm in the middle of a son-in-law disturbance.

Yi Yang Wuyin, Phase of the Woman in Distress...... Chickatika and the six glowing stars floating in her eyelids.