"Shit. Oh, you can't stand it."
Her eyes turned black when she swallowed alcohol, and her red hair dyed black. The body, which was large, shrinks to such an extent that it falls within the range of the Critical with a sigh. Yes, I was visually weakened.
"Sorry, sorry. Now I have an EP empty and a barrier."
No, there may not be, but is the seal here subject to the Nine Tails or the Dungeons? If Jiu Tai was the target, my [dumping country] would leak, and if the dumping country was the target, would it not exceed the sealing tolerance, etc.
If the seal of [dumping country] is sealed, I think [title] is the target. [Skills] I'm not sure there are restrictions on people. Is Jiu Tai's [Dunhuo] a system that can also be used as a skill? Is there a profession [inclined country] or something like that and we have all kinds of skills? I've got disturbing skills growing up too, but I'm the ultimate in pretending not to look.
"I don't know."
"Haven't had fun in a while."
"Well, that was delightful."
It was a pleasure.
The ghosts laugh at the bumps.
"Oh, I can't help it anymore. Come."
That's what I said. Drinking and swallowing holding me aside.
"No, you know. I can walk alone."
Tell me to come, why carry it? Just because you're hungry, you can keep up.
Walk slightly, return to your seat before the match, and lay me aside (...).
"Here."
I was given a large, vermilion cup (yes), and of course the contents are alcohol. Look aside at the banquet dishes. I just want to say it's Shimodo, but if you don't drink this, the next thing you know, you're not good at it.
"It'll look like it, but don't. Eat something from the night and you won't be able to go back."
Drinking whispers.
Is that so? If you look at it suspiciously, the bubble foams up, and the bubble crumbles, what was a deep-green hot air blowing object now looks like a bright peach or a well-cooked, plump, swollen child. How [Verse's eye] was activated before I knew it.
... Normally the opposite is true. Seeing it looks delicious and then being taught to review it is actually......! Isn't that right, this? As far as I'm concerned, I don't have to catch on, so I'm in full swing.
Drinking swallows traveled with me because they didn't give the other ghosts the gap they called, and I take a big cup and drink it all at once. Thanks to [drunkenness tolerance], I'll take a sip, but with straw, I'm perfectly fine, but my throat seems to burn because I'm unfamiliar with it.
"I'm Shimodo."
Refrain from coughing up critically and return the empty cup (Yes) to the drink.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Looking at the slightly leftover liquor at the bottom of the cup received, he groans, "Where's Shimodo?" Fill that empty cup with liquor.
"I have skills that are impeccable but not intoxicating. - I'm sorry, but I just ran out of sake."
The ghost would be a strong alcoholic beverage, and I first thought of the liquor, but I remembered that there would be no liquor (beer) in the cup with a wide mouth, and poured the rum.
A flavorful dark rum made for confectionery and cocktails, one stronger than spirits, trying to intoxicate Princess Daisy among them, in pursuit of alcohol content. It should be noted that Princess Daisy, to the extent that she had become slightly cheerful, was happily playing lamb.
Maybe the right way to drink Princess Daisy, pour it all over the big cup.
"Well, a drink from another country."
"Exotic liquor."
"You smell different, don't you?
Different colors, too.
"Which"
I stir up the cup like I'm intrigued.
"Blah! Goho! Goho!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Was it too strong?"
Whether it was from the race or from the name alcohol swallowing, it seemed like a strong liquor could be used everywhere, but it seemed to have limitations.
"... no, I'm fine! Nice booze!
You let me swallow, and unnaturally bright alcohol swallow. It's a liquor made out of stories, so there's only one barrel. It's a reaction that I'm not sure I should continue to make.
The "Divine Sugar Branch", which will be the ingredient of the lamb, is only a bit as thick as my thumb and a little red as my shoulder. Unlike the image of sugar in the real world, it is much smaller. However, there is a lot of sugar you can take betraying the size, so you can afford to make booze.
"Wow, is it good?"
"It tastes good when you drink."
That liquor lover.
"Is it tasty?"
"I guess it's delicious"
"Want a drink? Some of them are a little easier to drink, huh?
Unalarmed ghosts, but feel no fear or repentance. Maybe I should feel it, but the red leaf dance was scarily beautiful, and I enjoyed working with alcohol consumption.
The banquet begins again with a barrel of dropped liquor. Whether the red leaves are intoxicated or tranced, some of them dressed in direct clothes play easy, and the little ghosts whose eyes are all noticeably on their hands, or the things that make them giggle when they see them by their side, are happy with the liquor if they disrespect them from the barrel.
Switch from alcohol to amber tea to see how it goes. The interest of the ghosts is also shifting from me, to booze, to our own pleasure.
"Whoa! What's your name?
"When I'm wearing a mask, I call it a brick guard."
I'm going to name it now. I was concerned that I could name my real name for drinking, but after being wondered if it was okay for the ghosts around me to fulfill my name, I would name Rengaard.
"I'm a drunk. It was fun working with you!
"Oh, me too"
If I did it, I would pack the distance, so I thought I was a drunk in the system who would bash people's bodies when I was often drunk, but when I realized it, he sometimes pays me for little cotton-haired ghosts who try to climb on me or follow my hair. Being possessed by these ghosts with faint signs doesn't seem like a very good thing for people. Eventually you gave up. The little ones stopped approaching.
"But hey, so is the EP, but if the emotion is, then it's gonna be short."
"Emono?"
"The sword you're using, you're not enough, are you?
Yes?
"No? Very helpful though?
Instead, I have a sense that I'm waving an unworthy sword.
"Then I ask you, how many times can you take my sword properly with that sword?
Asked by drunkenness pouring a large cup.
"... you're going to have a blade spill"
"Make it better. I don't know, a beard cut or something."
Don't they call you Mr. Sake and Swallow, the Japanese knife you named, the legend that cut the ghost, and eventually the ghost cut the pill?
"I like this sword. Besides, I need to give you my level first. Highly ranked items are equipped."
Making sense of denial, wave flirtatiously. "Moon Shadow Sword" is familiar to me, and [Demon Slash Growth] is fun! I really like it. Besides, it's a comparable issue, and I guess I'm just a strong drinker. Even if I've ever felt anxious about my arm strength, I've never felt anxious about the sword Ruba struck before.
"How old are you?
"39"
"Buho!!!!!"
Drinking sprays in abundance. Hastily distracted and dodged his torso. That's dirty, dude.
Cloak Appraisal Results [I'm surprised that you don't think I'm surprised, there are indications]
Hand Armor Appraisal Results [... um]
Hey, Mr. Cloak?
"Hey, hey!?
"What?"
"What the heck! Is that 39!!!
A trap surprised by ghosts.
"An innocent man."
"It feels good."
"If you want to raise your voice, let it be Wing."
The men in dirty clothes who spoken are unclear in their twitchy appearance. It's a man-shaped ghost, and all you can see clearly is alcohol swallowing and red leaves.
"Ho ho, it wouldn't be funny in a guy's opponent. You wanna play with me?
Soon the red leaves will sit next to each other, and they will be supple. Sounds like my consciousness is turning this way because of the booze. I can't even tell your face, but I can see the other ghosts looking at this one.
"My taste is more intoxicating than booze."
White fingers crawl through the neck muscles from the cheeks and the face of the red leaves approaches.
"Red leaves, no. This is mine!
"Ugh."
With a big hand in alcohol swallowing, his face is covered and drawn to those who swallow alcohol.
"If you hold him, you won't be able to match him!
No, you know, I'm wearing pants. Who I am to be held!?
"It was sword madness, but the liquor and the woman had done it before."
Cover your mouth with your sleeves and laugh like a drunken swallow.
"[In-room surgery] can you give it to me even though it's breathtaking?"
Now I hear disturbing words, but I choke when it's time for you to let me go. And, alcohol swallowing, if you want to restrain me, do something about it that seems like a red-leaf hand is going to go to worse than your mouth responsibly. That's the limit.
"I suffocate!!!
Move with your thighs, take off your drunken arms, breathe loudly, and then raise your voice.
"... really, no emotion"
"What, Cora!!
Now soon after the drinking stopped, the red leaves took my lips, but they took them.
If they're going to use [in-room surgery], you can take it back, right?
"Ah..."
A red leaf that collapses on my knee, which is ready to be held on my half-drinking knee. You're supposed to be wearing twelve singles and tightly stiffened, but the body you hug is strangely soft.
"All right, I won!
"What!?
I was surprised by the alcohol swallowing, but in my eyes the Hammurabi Codex with eyes. I am not breathing fine air, but I used [intra-abdominal surgery]. It's a mystery whether the red leaves are refined, although there are some items that inspire refinement. A skill you want to hide from the people you're close to, but if they're going to use it, you won't quit fighting it.
The drink swallowing is solidifying with an open mouth. It doesn't move too much, so I try to close it gently with my hands.
"Why are the red leaves more fallen!
A more sane drunken swallow screams.
"Because I fought with [in room surgery] too?
Preliminary information, thank you.
"No, because how much do you have..., it's a red leaf, huh?
"What?
"No, fine..."
Wow, will you stop shifting away with your eyes down in the face that