Underground Doctor

I left Vista Island for a few days.

Watra and Karl were relaxing and running a small carriage while sitting on your podium in the sun.

"Ah, the weather is wonderful."

"Warm and pleasant"

Two of the dusty faces were on their way to [Laurel] in Harbor Town, their next destination.

The sound of Capocapo and his horse running sounds rhythmic, and he's getting sleepy.

Watra gradually starts rowing the ship and brings his head straight to Carl's shoulder.

"Oh, hey, too stuck. So... you slept!

"Huh..., sooo..., munya..."

Carl stares at Watra, who has fallen asleep.

Watra wore a cream-colored piece with a red floral accent by the way.

These adorable clothes started wearing recently.

At the time of normal research, there are no shards of women because they are wearing white clothes and clothes that can be dirty.

Nike, a merchant on Vista Island, sells it to the village women from many places.

GOOD JOB! and Carl, in his heart, thumbed up to Nike.

At the next moment, if the wheel crossed the pebble or swayed with a gotton, Watra would fall from Carl's shoulder as it were, sultry and on his knees.

Because of the pleasant sunshine, Watra keeps sleeping without waking up.

"Hey, what the fuck! Isn't she cute? Damn it! Unguarded! You're too defenseless, Mr. Watla!

With that said, Carl goes for [Laurel] while sinking his stuffy evil to keep him awake.

I wanted to be praised for not being a wolf.

Watra and Karl reach the side of [Laurel] around lunch.

Watra finally woke up there.

"That...... Did I fall asleep?

"Ooh, that was neat... that was neat..."

That's what Carl says as he turns away.

Watra finally realizes what's going on while rubbing her eyes.

"Oh, sorry, Carl!

"Nah, that's good. I saw something nice."

Watra jumps out of Carl's knee pillow.

And reddening the faces of both sides.

"Hey, you wouldn't have done anything!

"Why does that happen! I didn't serve that much!

"... really?

"... probably"

Carl says that out of sight.

It was because I couldn't say enough that there would never be because there was no difference in what was evil.

"Well, that's... since you confessed to liking it..."

Together, Watra says in a fine voice.

I can't really tell you the truth.

"Huh? Did I say something?

"It's nothing! You porn vampire!

"Oh, my God! Show yourself, little suke! Yang Yang, let me tell you something! Amen!"

"If you can do it, do it! You porn wasting dog, you're all mouth-watering!

The two tease each other, scattering sparks.

And the rhetoric lasted until we arrived at [Laurel].

The port town [Laurel] is a city that serves as an intermediate base for trading etc.

There are a number of large ships in the harbor.

It is divided into fishing vessels, tourist vessels, trading vessels, etc.

And an interesting feature of this city is that there is a city on the sea.

Built on top of each other, the private houses look as if they are floating in the ocean.

Although there seems to be a safety problem, this tree is special and has the property of being sturdier and more resistant to salt water than regular trees.

"Yikes! It's a sailing trip to the port town [Risto] in front of Spica. I'll get you an appointment first, so Watra can wait there."

"Huh!? Hey, Carl, don't leave me! Hey, hey!

"Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Karl disappears into the crowd as he skips.

Watra was left behind with a pompous carriage.

Around, it's just busy being a harbour town.

Fresh fish and the like line up narrowly in stores.

Watra sees that with a little intrigue.

There are still no fishermen on Vista Island.

It was because I had just left as a territory and had no such job.

If I were to say so, it was as much as I had ever seen Kaoru fish for his hobby.

"Yes, you have a lot of shops."

At the moment, Carl came back.

Let the beautiful woman peel from left to right.

Watra, look at it and swoop her cheeks.

"Hey, when I say [Pale Holy Beast] community, two people come with me. Come on. I'm the one with the hot season, right? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!?

"Have fun with them all your life! Erotic Dogs!"

Watra lets Carl eat a punch in his groin and drops it in one blow.

Blowing bubbles, Carl fell on the side of the road in bold letters.

"Hmm."

Watra stays fluffy, takes the carriage to the point where it is kept, and acts alone as it is.

With his mouth pointed, he enters a shop like a coffee shop.

The name of the store is [Shui Long Pavilion Aquarius].

The sea side opens and offers a view.

Customers were also quite busy shops.

Watra's stomach buzzes with a good smell.

Thinking about Carl makes me sneeze, so it feels like eating something delicious and changing my mood.

"Oh, there you are. Are you alone?

"Yes......"

"Now, please take this seat."

When Watra replies, she is taken to her seat.

Sitting properly in her seat, a female clerk comes to the customer service with a paleo on her barbecued skin in blue swimsuit.

That's adorable. Watra looks a little sloppy.

"Do you care about these clothes?

"Huh? Yes, because I've never seen it before..."

"Isn't she cute? It's hot this time of year. This outfit is the uniform here."

Kuru and the clerk who decides the turn.

I think it's cute with frills on it too, Watra.

My eyes sparkle.

"What will you do with your order?

"Uh..."

Watra looks at the menu chart but gets lost in choosing it because she doesn't know what the dish it says there is.

The clerk smiles and introduces the recommendation to Watra, who swims his eyes in a hurry.

"You might want to call this daily freaky paradise. It's a dish made with fresh fish today."

"Well, then, so..."

Watra ordered it with her ears pounding.

I can't wait, staring out at the view.

A vast horizon lies ahead of us.

The view of Vista Island is also rolling, but just watching a giant ship come and go attracts my gaze.

Relax, Watra sat in his chair and bluffed his legs.

And the food you're waiting for arrives.

"Yes, it's a day-to-day strange paradise"

The clerk puts it on the table.

The sashimi came with teriyaki and three different dishes, although the fish was filled with vegetables for fried in crunchy oil.

Watra is intrigued by dishes he has never eaten.

Grab a knife and a fork and taste one at a time.

Let's start with the fish with the candle.

"Oh, delicious!

The thick, sweet and spicy mackerel matches the crunchy fried fish.

Put your hands on your cheeks and give a look like happiness.

"This one... raw?

I smell it sticking.

The sauce of characteristics is on the side and attaches itself to it.

When fish get into the sauce, ripples of oil float.

When carried to the mouth in a thrill, it is delicious as a puffiness in the mouth.

"The smell is unique... but this is also delicious"

Watra pounds his tongue drums as he punches his ears.

I don't think I've ever eaten anything so fresh before.

No, I've eaten river fish, but I don't want to eat that much.

At the end of the day, I lay my hands on the teriyaki.

It seems to have been soaked in the secret sauce of this store and then baked.

Relax and carry it to your mouth.

It tasted unpleasant already.

Watra doesn't want alcohol.

With that in mind, Carl showed up.

It ruined my mood until earlier.

"I suppose it would be dangerous if I moved around alone!

"Ugh, shut up, Carl should be doing good with the guys just now!

Watra was honestly pleased that he had come, but he could not forgive Carl for deleading to other women.

"No, that's it. Come on, kids, if you were talking to me earlier, suddenly you'd say you had business or something... I miss you alone. Watra - console me."

With that said, they dabble in tears.

Watra had forgotten the key thing.

Carl is handsome in the face, but unfortunately handsome when he talks.

It's also because there's a lot of stuff down there, and if I do it, I do skinships, etc.

From the mindless, I guess that's an unpleasant thing.

Watra was allowed to stick to the same table, looking at such a curl with pitiful eyes.

"The ship is leaving tonight... We'll be there at noon tomorrow, in no time."

"You have time to leave..."

"I don't even drink this anymore - and I won't try!

"Huh? Are you drinking now?

"Holy shit!

Karl started asking for booze in this [Aquarius of the Water Dragon Pavilion].

Carl drinks me a pinch of Watra's ordered freaky paradise.

Watra adjusts as she looks at the amount of alcohol Carl has.

"Don't drink too much! It's hard to handle the rest!

"I know, he said he'd never bother Watra."

With that said, he laughed at the Guerraggera.

And in the evening.

"I can't drink anymore... Watra... give me a break"

"Hey, why do you have to do that! Come on, dog! Feel at ease ~ Wah ~ Nah!"

"Hehe, hiccup"

This is the case.

It's not acute alcoholism, but it's totally making me feel better.

I already forgot about the damage at lunch and so on.

Watra asked the shop staff to help him carry him to the ship to [Risto].

This is not to be bothered, and Watra was evil.

When you board a large ship and show Carl's tickets, he will guide you to your room.

The room is small, with beds on both sides in the aisle where each person can pass.

"Lies...... I'm sorry"

And he rolled Carl into the bed, and swallowed.

The shower room and toilet are attached but too small.

For the first time on a boat, I didn't know the room was so small.

That's the same room.

When I look at Carl lying down, he says, "Hehe hehe hehe", etc.

I think I'll tie it up with a rope, but I also have some advice from the artist before I embark on this journey.

Though I wonder what to do, it feels like I said leave it there.

"You're okay..."

"Eh heh, I'm... hot... hiccup"

That's what I say, Carl, who dreams of happiness.

You're getting frustrated with that look, Watra slaps Carl in the stomach properly.

I haven't strengthened it, so it doesn't hurt or itch.

"I don't know if I should... be honest..."

With that said, wear a blanket round the bed with corn.

And fall asleep.

Make a noise in the dark yet.

Watra looks to the side, rubbing her eyes wondering what it is, and the shadow is looking at her.

Surprised, no voice, Watra.

The shadow slowly enters the bed of Watra.

"Ah, it's cold..."

"Huh? Yeah? Hey, hey! Hey! No dog!?

"There it is."

"Hey! Touch me!

"Sooo..."

Carl falls asleep and enters Watla's bed.

Watra nervous about bees.

He hugs me and makes me feel a little happy.

"Ka, Karl? Oh, are you awake?

"Hey, there it is. Shit."

No, I'm totally in a dream no more.

Sticking his cheeks to Carl's chest plate, Watra is a little thrilled.

"Carl? Me... you like it?

You don't get a reply, but you ask.

The real deal is, this is the only time I get out.

I know it's cowardly and selfish.

But it makes me want to tell you that in words and hear that reply.

So confess.

Because I want to hear that word.

"Ka, Karl, I like you..."

That said, I kiss Carl's sleeping cheek lightly.

To my bold actions, I'm bored that I've done it.

There's no way Carl can do something like this when he's a vegetarian.

Absolutely deny it, be selfish, or wield violence.

I know my personality best.

It's a pain in the ass.

But I wanted to indulge in this happy hour.

9 in the morning.

Carl prepares to die with a blue look.

What we're embracing at the moment is the problem.

Yes, with Watra in his arms, it's a whole mess from the best morning to the bottom of hell.

This has to get out of here before it wakes up.

But it becomes an unfulfilled dream.

With eyes already ready to die, I see Watra.

But Watra, expressionless without saying anything, stood up softly and left the room behind.

"Huh? Huh? Yep!? What's going on?

Carl is confused because he feels like he doesn't know why.

Usually, why was there nothing this time when this situation without waiting for belly bread......

Carl runs his thoughts.

You couldn't reach an answer with your stupid little curly brain.

And we finally got there...

"One, you finally crossed the line!? Did I do it!?

With that said, he shouted out loud.

The wattler on the deck turns his face bright red like a boiled duck.

I almost beat him to death.

That, too, means the ship, because if I really hit him, I could have destroyed the room itself.

"Ugh......, wow oh, what shall I do!

Watra rolling by the way on deck out of embarrassment.

From the looks of it, is it on the extension of the sun? It was a behavior that seemed to me.

Get up muckled and see the view.

The ship is going through the sea at a fairly fast speed, blowing out the wind with something like a demonic weapon.

Not too far from land, because too far away, A-rank demons appear.

It is also said that the undiscovered land, which has not yet been discovered, extends beyond this sea.

Watra wonders if Carl would like to have such an adventure too.

Then you might walk away from under yourself.

The back of my chest hurts so much.

I don't think I want to think about it.

If you're thinking about that, I can call you from behind.

"Oh? You're cute."

"Really! Nice. Are you alone?

Two adventurers, who seem a little challenged, say so and come closer.

Watra, take a half-step back.

"He said you don't have to be vigilant. You're an adventurer..."

"You can't judge me by how I look, can you? Maybe he's a magician."

That's what I say, and I see it as fixing the watra.

"You're free on your sailing trip, aren't you? Can I talk to you for a second?

"You're free too, aren't you?

"No, I'm not free."

"Fine, we're surprisingly famous C-rank adventurers, aren't we?

"Eh, fine."

That's what I say, I try to walk away from the spot.

But those two stand in the way, with a nitanita look on their face.

Watra is no match for battle at all.

It's not a incense-like chemical spec.

When you're an adventurer, you're a complete rear-guard supporter.

You can also say that none of us are capable of combat.

To such a watra, these adventurers can only be mighty enemies.

Strong wattles, your body trembles.

The adventurer grabs the thin arm of such a watter to keep him from escaping.

"Yes, it hurts..."

"Because you try to escape..."

"That's right. You're just gonna have a little talk."

Pull the wattle forcefully, and the wattle falls loose.

Tears were pouring and I didn't know what to do.

That was the time.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. What are you doing to my people?

"Am I right? What are you?

"We just said we'd talk to this kid, didn't we?

"Then why is Watra crying..."

Carl with an angry look.

Watra saw the angry look on Carl's face that she had never seen before.

I'm usually just messing with you, but I think you look like this too.

No, I just didn't know.

Yes, Watra knows nothing about Karl.

That makes my chest painful again.

"You know who we are? Hmm? Subhuman."

"I'm still a well-known C-rank adventurer."

"But what's wrong with C-rank?"

You're getting cocky at Carl's words, the two adventurers change their expressions.

Carl himself is currently a C-rank adventurer.

It's a pretty unfavourable situation to say one in two.

I wonder how to deal with it.

The two adventurers remove the weapon from the item box.

They were both like long swords.

Carl also removes the long sword from the item.

"Call me! The sin that made Watra cry...... I'll give you plenty to taste"

That said, Carl goes with everything he can from the start.

I don't have the pure strength of incense with me.

If one hand is wrong, this defeat is visible.

So you have to make it instantly incapable of combat with a blow all over your body.

"Special Inherent Skills -" Mirror/Leg ""

When Carl activates his skills, Carl himself is converted into particles of light as if the glass were broken.

"Nah!? Where'd he go?

"Damn, you're using weird skills!

The two adventurers fall back to back and crush the blind spot.

The two of them look around for a moment, but there is no sign of a constant attack.

But two people who don't know when they're going to be attacked have to create an unconscionable situation.

Intimidation is only at the same level, and Carl cannot be seen as sweet.

Watra, by Carl's disappearance, was a dick.

That was the time.

My body floats in the universe so that I can be responsible for something.

And he hath his mouth shut, and knoweth not what hath happened.

As it were, Watra was taken away.

The moment he falls off the deck, Watra recognises Karl.

"Ah-boo! Seriously, I can't do that alone."

"Ka, Karl? What's going on with this?

"In the meantime, I'm going back to my room, so shut up for a second."

"Ugh, yeah, okay"

That's what I said, hurry up and Carl goes back to his room.

We both sit in bed and settle down before we talk.

And he seeds the skills he used earlier on Watra.

At last, that skill is one that people don't recognize.

We find that there is a difference in power, but if there is an equivalent level, we catch it.

"Well... I tried to help by saying something cool earlier... I'm not that strong. It's been a cool way to help... but I'm sorry."

Carl bows his head to Watra, saying so.

Because even though I'm here about Watra as an escort, I've put Watra in danger.

Carl apologizes for that.

"Oh, no! Shh, that was so cool!

"Ha, he said comfort is fine. If this skill works for demons, they can go up to the B rank, but it only works for people, so they say it's a waste of skill."

That said, Carl laughs bitterly.

This is something Carl himself knows very well.

It is a defective skill that can't be helped.

It cannot be used in this day and age when there is no war between men.

"Well, this time it went good, okay?"

"Carl......"

Watra wanted to hug Carl like that.

I can't wait to love you.

Even if he wasn't strong, this is how he protected me.

I want to tell you right now that I'm not wasting my skills.

But that feeling breaks in an instant with Carl's next words.

"No, wait... With this skill... you can take a bath peek all you want on the knee grill, right?

In response to what has become the usual curls, Watra puts up a binta all she wants to do is tell her to give back her earlier feelings.

Then, when you arrive at [Risto], you get off the ship to avoid meeting two adventurers with Carl's skills.

Watra's mood, which swelled her cheeks, could not be fixed until she arrived in the [Great Empire Raidilgard].