This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

Equipment: Tied string hand wipe for hair fastening

Together with the above, we will replace it with the final equipment when bathing.

When I put my hair together in a ponytail style, I was swept up in a naked, consistent, inner bath.

There is a slightly troubled sight of muscular men competing for each other's muscular beauty.

The big man, whose chest muscle just swelled up into the bread, came to me.

"Whoa! You have a pretty good ab, don't you, Nee? But with such a thin muscle, you can't run through the battlefield at this foot, can you?

The muscle breadman swelled his arms up to show off his forceful bush.

Is it also planted with balloons, sweat or hot springs or any other juice that makes your body look shiny and spare no effort?

It's called Double Biceps posing. I slowly made him turn so that the lion could show off the king's piercing locks on the spot.

"Excuse me. Before I dip in the hot spring first, would you please step back because I want to wash my body?

The muscle breadman pulled his cheek.

"Ho ho, you're gonna tell me, aren't you, Moyashi Boy? Apparently, you need to squeeze him plenty."

When I broke up with Stella and the others, I thought of the face Aco winked at me.

That guy, you knew about this guy's water situation.

The muscle breadman grabbed my shoulder a long time, and the surroundings and a bunch of bumpy machos surrounded him and smiled at me hot and bitter.

Probably not the only effect of hot spring hot air is likely to be reversed. The body temperature increased by 10°C just by being stared at.

"Oh, Temehe, we're asking you to come through, aren't we?

"Mr. Alex wants a sauna fight! Don't think they'll soak you in the bath until you win!?

"Well, no one beat Mr. Alex! Hey no!? You want to go for an open-air bath? You look great in a water bath!!

Even though this one didn't say so, I used to talk to Bella Bella.

They were also cut off from exit by the null sweating people like eels.

The muscle breadman. Alex tells me to afleck to it as he moves his chest muscle with a piqun piqun.

"Come on, it's a fight! Fine muscle! Biceps & Triceps on the Grand Thoracic! Your spine and hat are warming up!!

Looking at Alex, who also moves his abdominal oblique muscles on his rectus abdominalis and hamstrings on his quadriceps, he looks like a sweet vinegar filling on a meatball.

Should this one also be answered with posing

No. Our army's disadvantage in mass is self-evident reason.

"Come on, it's a sauna fight!

The muscle dynamics cracked left and right, creating a path leading to the sauna room in front of me.

It's a dangerous bet to keep the flower path of physical beauty on the aerobic exercise rails laid by the inflexible men.

It's just definitely not going to be a lot of things ten to zero.

Try to make them understand that this is not going to be a battle.

I wrap the elementary icing magic around myself.

Alex's men couldn't stop and grabbed me on my left shoulder.

"Let's go!"? Oh, Aniki, this guy is so cold!

Other men raise their voices.

"Oh, no, this guy, what a cold eye he's had since just now."

"It's like seeing pebbles or dead daisies by the roadside, not us humans..."

"No!? Veal! This guy's eyes are those of dropping off a veal that's going to be put up for competition!

I narrowed my eyes.

"If it's a sauna, we'll deal with it until the magic runs out."

Stand index finger and middle finger. Alex interpreted the so-called piece sign this way.

"Ho. Twenty minutes. Sweet! My highest record is 32 minutes and 57 seconds... almost, 33 minutes. You won't win, Hyologarine."

"Don't get me wrong. Wrapped in the magic of cold air, one of these fingers lasts ten hours. Because even if you quote less, you can withstand a total of twenty hours."

It's called magic. No wonder my men say, "Yes, it's Intellimaccio!" "You're cowardly!" "Compete with pure muscle strength!," he made a scene.

"I hope you understand this for all gorilla hairless people like you"

Alex barks.

"How dare you understand gorillas!? This is why I hate smart guys so much!

He looks so retarded. Even though it's convoluted, it's like I had a major accident.

"Are you choking on gorillas alone? It's not good at all."

Intelligent high priest.

Slap a cold, air-covered fist into one of your men.

"What!? No, no, no, no! Blood's frozen."

"We recommend bathing because there are warm hot springs and saunas there"

And one of my men jumped into the hot spring in response to a cold icing persuasion that I had busted before I said it.

"Yeah, come back to life."

Physical language is the best for this hand.

After that, a one-sided flesh bullet theory for me, or a punch by me, led the bad muscles to the right muscle.

The beasts led by the Demons are bad, but the humans are no different.

My fist shot through Alex's steely muscle fort and was sucked deep into the dovetail.

"Kaha!? Gufu, don't you want to do it instead of skinny? Apparently, you're qualified. Well done, you defeated us... move on."

With or without permission, I intend to indulge in the hot springs from the beginning.

but the inner bath was a gradual corpse, or muscular state, with muscular families floating in every tub.

And the men blossomed there like a bath floating dry of citrus skins, such as minkan in the winter.

No, it's normal. If nothing, it's man water, so it's natural for a man to soak himself in the water with a man in it.

Nevertheless, nothing baths all over the building.

When Alex fell, there was a door with a plate that said "○ ○ open-air bath " across it.

Some letters on the plate have seeped through even though it is a new facility.

What is water-based paint in a water field like this? Are the humans who made the signs amateurs?

Well, that kind of detail, let's do it now.

It was an unexpected disturbance, but I think I'll finally enjoy the hot springs.

There is only one open-air bath here to get an exceptional sense of openness, held by nature.

When I washed away the sweat from the men, and purified myself, I opened the door to an open-air bath and embarked on an outward journey to become one with the sea, the sky and the earth.

The soul is unleashed.

Stellas were waiting for me in the open bath.

Ako smiles nicely and invites me to stand up from the open bath with Zabba.

"Here, here, here! Seiklid, come on, too! It's a mixed bath!

Nina and other women's forces besides Ako dye the face of the hot springs even brighter red.

It seems to me and Stella are each other that don't have much voice in what's going on.

I want to swear to God and make an offer. The inner bath is the land of Shura. The priests evacuate from there is that there is no choice whatsoever.

In other words, this is force majeure.