Tilea’s Worries

Mm-hmm. Nice day. Pickens and blue skies spread out for a picnic day.

Today, me and Tim were coming to the Berga Plains. Usually there are only members familiar with perverts (Nielzen), Bell, etc., but this time around, a total of 500 SS members from Ohatsu, Tim, were gathered. That's a roll.

This is the first time I've formally met Tim's SS. Some of them have seen it, others have not. Ages range from twenties to sixties.

That's right, Tim, it's gaining popularity from a wide range of people.

When I'm impressed with Tim, he runs over with a bunch of bums.

Huh - Again......

"Dear Tyrea, I am delighted to see you!

"Dear Tyrea, see how ambitious I am"

"We follow Lord Tyrea everywhere."

"Ha... I missed you guys once too"

"" Ha, that's a waste of time!

I've been having this conversation a lot since earlier.

These guys are too tense!

Everyone in the SS is going to look at me and say, "No, no."

This guy always seems to be sick. You're embarrassing yourself at a perfectly good age. I thought only perverts (Nielsen) were special, but they weren't. The kind seems to call friends. Everybody's got a good line.

"Heh heh, meet your sister. Everyone's got a lot of morale."

"Sounds like it. You're so interested in my moves."

"Sister, I'd love to see you cut the sky too."

"Ugh. Ya, I'll try..."

"Me and the Kingsguard are looking forward to it."

Yes, the purpose of this gathering on the Berga Plains is to reveal the evil moves. Everyone in the SS likes my moves, especially Baban-Stresh. Tim and the others expose the black history I told you about at the last tea party to SS...

How about that!

He said there was hope that I would like to see him too. He wants us to demonstrate!

I wanted to say no because I didn't want others to know about the black history of my previous life. But Tim asked me why, so I agreed. I'm relieved of Tim's enthusiasm. Truth is, I'm sweet on Tim, right?

"So, sister, why don't you go around here?

"Right. People won't find you around here, will they?

Show me your embarrassing black history. I don't want to be seen by people who are not medium to two illnesses. That's why I left town and came to the Berga Plains.

"Ha. I've scouted the perimeter. There is no information leakage. Lord Tyrea, please use your full strength."

That's what Bell said and pushed his heartbeat. Sure, the surroundings are surrounded by trees, and there's no one there. I don't think anyone's gonna have to find me here.

"Right. Let's make it here."

Tim, the pervert (Nielsen), and the SS are all looking at me with their eyes shining.

You want to see so much medium and secondary moves? You guys really like this!

It's like a kid looking forward to a hero show on the roof of a department store. From what I've heard, all SS have been looking forward to it for a few days and couldn't sleep at night.

Ha, you guys, it's nice and peaceful. I didn't feel comfortable living the last few days. Whatever the debt hell the store was in, it was a time of critical death. Without Mr. Remilia, the family would be separated. If we were bad, me and Tim could have been sold to slave traders...

Well, naturally, Tim and the others don't care because he said he solved the debt thing? I'm just not talking specifically about how it worked out.

'Cause I can't stop telling you that I've been pounding into a walmon's nest and frightening through borrowings. It's over now. Because you don't have to tell such a noisy story to scare me to death.

Keep the truth in my chest. At that time, Tim would have been strong enough to blow every store away, but he would have been scared inside out. They can't come back to Shabbah for the time being, thanks to Mr. Remilia sticking out on security. There are no more threats in the store.

Ah! I have to tell Tim that, too. Maybe he's inside scared they'll come back.

"Tim, I forgot to tell you, because the guys in front of me aren't coming to the store anymore. Don't worry."

"Sister, who are they?

"Look, I'm talking about these nasty guys who came to the store last time about debt."

"Oh. If they were the ones who worked disrespect for your sister, I'd put them together and feed them to Gargan. No leftovers."

"Oh, well... that's the gargan bait. Now, well, if Tim doesn't care, let's get this over with."

"No, I only care about one thing"

"I knew it! Tim, it's okay."

If Tim was in deep trauma, we need to follow him right away.

"Your sister's fine. But I can't forgive you. I killed their leader with ease."

"Heh - like what?

"He disappeared without a trace with Lady Camilla's bullet."

A pervert (Nielsen) comes onto Tim's middle two languages. I respect the ability to follow up quickly and secondarily in these conversations.

"No sign of it."

"Yes, I was going to brutally kill him the most I could think of, but I did it by accident because he was so clever to imitate."

He was disrespectful when he died.

"Hmm. He's never tired of killing."

"Okay, no problem. Tim."

Tim and the pervert (Nielsen) talk to each other in a rude way. Well, if you can say such a strong point, you don't seem to be traumatized.

Good. Good. Good...... right?

Yeah, that's right. Medium dichotomy is a different matter.

"Well, here we go."

"Sister, there are those who would love to stand together in the demonstration. May I?

"Ugh, yeah."

Speaking of which, you said SS had some awesome swordsmen.

Is that him?

Certainly his name is Muchen and perverted (Nielzen) says, he seems to be an honest swordsman.

"Muchen, forgiveness is out!

"Ha."

One man entered from the SS line. Are you in your sixties? The wrinkles engraved on its face remind me of the hard worker. It doesn't look like a medium two disease.

"Dear Tyrea, I will see you for the first time. My name is Muchen Bo Ereto."

"You're the mu. Anything like being the best swordsman in the SS?

"No, I'm not that kind of person."

Whoa, he's a humble guy. The SS thought they were the only ones who vomited big language because of Sick Two. It is a development that betrays expectations in a good way. I like this one.

"Well, do you want to go over it a little bit?

"Ha. Let me be your best opponent"

Yeah, sounds like an adult with common sense of words and deeds. I'm not sick. Actually, a swordsman or something?

No way...

He's a freak (Nielsen) playmate. It's called losing as much as having expectations. It's better to think of this guy as medium two illnesses, too.

If you are a Sick Sick Sick Sister, you are an Ese Swordsman. Amateurs, you could just hang out with each other a little bit with a wooden stick. Sometimes you just have to say the name of the move and have some tea.

"Dear Tyrea, please use this score."

"Yes?

The pervert (Nielsen) gives him a brilliant sword that is full of luster.

Ha, I knew there was no gun blade violation so I could easily get it.

Damn, you don't think there's a bamboo knife in this world, but you're not serious. Ooh!

I can't, I can't! You, you're not kidding. I'm gonna die, seriously! That's why I don't like it when Sick Two passes!

"Hey Neil, if you use something like this, you'll die for as much as you want!

"Ko, I'm sorry I didn't think enough of this"

The pervert (Nielsen) answers in awe. It's a problem to be too kidding because you have two illnesses out of how much. But apparently you figured it out. The pervert (Nielsen) also seems to have grown a little.

"Here you go, then."

"Yes?

The pervert (Nielsen) gives me the Shirazawa wooden knife. It looks like a hard material to look at.

Oak tree, this?

You're going to have a pomegranate head if you get slapped.

"I almost killed my dear Tilea's men by giving him some serious stuff."

"Oh, you know, are you kidding me?

"Yes, no, never like that..."

"No, I'm kidding!

Hey, even a wooden knife can kill you if it's decent!

I don't know, they don't stay serious. Ah!

Why do I have to lower my weapon level?

You're really licking me. Maybe you're trying to clear up your daily grudges?

"Hehe, your sister says even a wooden knife will kill Much"

"It was. Lord Tyrea was so helpful."

No, no, what are you talking about, Tim, you're going to kill your sister? They're serious.

"Which, isn't this about right?

Tim gives me the right twig.

This... is going to break even more.

Huh!? What do you want me to do now?

Turn your protest eyes to Tim. But Tim won't believe me. He's staring back at me with respect.

I hope so. Tim is looking at me with anticipation. These eyes cannot betray you as a respected sister.

"Huh. I still have to relieve myself of this."

"Exactly, sister. Muchen is the best swordsman in the Kingsguard. The sword moves won't even be pulled by the Six Demons General Zanza. I am heartbeat!

"Kuhahaha. That's my lord. I'd like to get a handful like this, but I'd like to take one."

Yeah, I'm not a grown-up guy at all. I don't know why I'm getting on with it. I can't betray Tim when he expects me to. If this happens, let's hope for Mu's good sense. You can't seriously slaughter someone with twigs no matter how sick they are, can you? No, really, I want you to give me a break because my life is at stake.