"Ku...... Huh. Sign it."
A crown that squeezes out words while eating its teeth unwillingly. Puffy, puffy.
"He dropped the castle under his command, and now he just happens to be himself - clean to the point of becoming"
"Looks like it's some kind of windy way I took it down, but it's an accident, right?
I'm innocent, the one who tried to stop me.
"You don't need the name of this crown!?
"Homla, take it. This guy either sleeps or gets tangled up when he gets drunk. It's a pain in the ass."
The alcohol swallowing that arose is swallowing the liquor from the mouth over again. You still swallow!
"Why do these people say so often and I can't!
Are you drunk even though you remain pale, you ghost (one), stop coming at me with tears. It grabs my sleeve and makes me look gooey.
"Okay, 'cause I got it"
Give up and put out the "Magic Book" and open a page with the crown bill.
Softly, the red plum gives you a pen. I can write with my fingertips even if I don't have to, but I heard close to my right that it is more formal to write with a proper brush, let me use it, unfortunately.
"This is the second time Lord Homla has been present when he receives a signature from a ghost, but as always, the ghost is more aggressive at writing..."
Something near left has far-eyed but decides not to care.
"Oops. That's the limit."
That's what I'm saying, Peter, and I'm going into a break-in.
"Why did you push in?"
"I'm seriously moving. I'm not even loose. Let me tie the line here."
It seems that the shovel contained a duvet, and Peter just lay down to reveal a few pieces left over. Oh, is the logout warning sound already ringing?
"Good night."
"Good night."
Push-in (fusima) to be closed.
Unfortunately, the color is light. The form is round too, more blue like this...... No, it's nothing.
"Well, I have to take a bath and go to bed, too"
"Oh, the lady has let me back down, so I don't have any guidance, but if you leave there and go left, you do."
The right proximity is indicated by a fan with the direction closed.
Serve a new dish in a seating area transformed into a banquet hall and set up a barrel of alcohol, and I go to the bathroom.
The long crossing hall has a roof but no walls, but the wind storm does not come in due to the tight junction. To avoid damaging the atmosphere, or only weak, blurred lights placed regularly on the floor illuminate your feet. Head for the bath overlooking the garden on a snowy night.
I don't have a key to the stripper. What if you come in here with a woman or something... Well, let's stick a 'junction mark' instead of a key in the Peter way, even if it's weak, it should be a 'it's in' mark.
When you enter a building like a detached house, there are about six tatami tatami tatami with boxes for putting the stripped clothes in, and there are no walls with cobblestones at the end. Rather than roofing over the bath, I have the impression that I took the open air into a building that pulled out the walls and floors.
Put out a soft blanket in the mess box.
"Black, take it off, move it once."
When I follow around my belly, the black gently comes out and moves to the blanket.
"Do you want to take a bath?
I don't want it.
I asked him out, but he refused.
In the direction where the ballroom is located, there are several large rocks that are likely to reach the ceiling from the water, blocking sight. Others are columns only, and the water flows straight out into streams, melting the snow in the garden and flowing.
The laid stone isn't rough, but it doesn't slip even when it's wet.
Sprinkle water and enter the water. Is it recommended to warm up a little and have a long bath? Soft hot water with no smell or cloudiness, the water seems abundant because in some places I feel the water flow. Find a preferred place to grow yourself.
Sometimes the snow falls from the branches, blown by the salad and the wind. If it's wet snow, the botton will fall and freak out.
The contrast between black and white in the snow scenery becomes more familiar with the eyes, which look strange and bright thin blue and black. Black of wet rocks and branches stretched by trees, snow piling on them. The sound of the water pouring out and the water flow you feel on your body.
……
…………
That or take it off. It's a hot spring.
……
... which standard in the fantasy world? No, I feel a lot depends on who I compare to around me.
Should I have washed this? I removed it while it was soaked. I'm spraying water from the top of the towel, and there's quite a bit of water flow, so let's make it good.
Drink carbonated water in the open air while watching the snow scenery. Oh, don't want a taste that feels like sake at times like this. In the real world, soaking in water can't be dangerous. Enjoying all kinds of freedom.
Nice.
I want to make it in the 'garden' but what should I do with the hot springs? [Feng Shui] Can we go? We have to build Kuznoha's house before we can build a hot spring. The wood taken from the "reclamation" also accumulated, and it was also obtained in Furong. There's plenty of oil, and the paint came out, so why don't you paint the floor black and polish it like a mirror, plant red leaves in the garden, and make sure you can enjoy the red leaves on the floor in the fall, and green in the summer?
"Nishima"
"Ugh!?
When I was thinking about the red leaves, the red leaves appeared from the rock shade!
"... well ♡"
Ghosts have a good night's eye. I wake myself up half asleep in a hurry.
I'll give you a break.
The edge of the red-leaved lip rises.
Dropping the red clothes wrapped around the ston on the snow exposes the pale, shiny white (from) to the night. I'm naked in no time. No, isn't it hard to take off or wear the outfit that the red leaves were wearing? Why would you do that?
If you drop your eyes on the kimono at the foot of the red leaves, the beautiful red color that always looks like a whole lot of red leaves will change black everywhere and it will collapse with salad.
Or something like that, not if you care! Undefensible! I, unprecedented defenseless! I'm in a hurry to open the menu and get back to disarming it.
"Homla!"
"Lord!"
"Shah ~ Homla, Homla!!
Wait, Galahad and Cal would be bad for Camilla anyway!
"Near right, can you break the line?
"This is tight, it takes time"
Near right! I hear Eagle talking to the near right.
"Why won't you open it!
"Master Homla's connections are strong, it would be nice to move from the outside."
Drinking and even the voice of red plums.
"Oh, already! Sure, it's weaker out there."
Till the voice of Heavenly Sound...... Huh! Or maybe almost everyone!? All the women!?
"Ho, put down some sparks (...) and come (...), so the annoyers will take some time"
I glance at the entrance to the building where I can hear the red leaves making a noise.
I manipulate the screen in confusion, but it was a feature I had never used at all, so it opens in the wrong place, and only the windows increase around me. Not only do I need to think, but I also need the operation procedure so that the function of this detachment is not easy. I don't always do manipulations from windows, so even free people say they're wondering where and what's there! You could have made it easier for me to wear it... Huh!
"Hehe...... Grr!"
A red leaf tries to take a step forward and is inhibited by the invisible wall between the column and the column.
"Is this a juncture here too? so innocent."
Even here?
Oh, was my clothes burning because I broke the junction that prevented me from approaching the open air? Anyway, that sounds like a small explosion approaching.
"Woman! I didn't know you would interfere with the Lord's bathing!
That's Cal fast!
"Behold! Already have that flame!?
"Worth dying for!
Quickly drop the surprising red leaf neck.
"Ho, I'm just allowed to serve next to you"
Standing without blood spraying from the white jaws, the momentum slashed off his head soared up before falling to the ground, glancing from among the messy dark hair, the connected red lips spinning the words.
If I was killing you for peeking into the bath, it would be like I was killed by Heavenly Sound near right on my first road to Susan... Cal knew ghosts wouldn't die easily, and I guess he waved his sword.
Finally found the pants detachment screen and fitted it. It's a relief.
Currently, I was going to take a snowflake bath, but it's some kind of battle viewing bath. It should have been one-on-one, but as a result of the boom in alcohol consumption in the fight, it is chaotic.
"You ruined the landscape."
Next door, right proximity whines as she contains cold liquor in her mouth.
"Tomorrow, I'll go back. I mean, okay, mixed baths."
"I'm wearing hot clothes. And they've seen it once."
The right proximity does wear a white coat, but it is thin and transparent and sticks to the skin. It's a big eye poison.
The bath is protected by a strong junction hung above it by the right proximity, and heavenly sounds protect the junction by the left proximity. For some reason, Red Plum hid a faint grin and confronted them, and next to them Camilla was negotiating to go inside. Kojiro releases his fist towards the juncture.
Alcohol swallowing pairs the sword with Cal, while Galahad crosses the sword with the crown. The Eagle watched two sets of fights and stood up for his daughter (momentarily) to drink and swallow. And the four in battle and Red Plum don't even do their gaze, only fly the attack to the red leaves.
Every time Kojiro hits an invisible junction, the junction deflects and the landscape distorts.
"Too chaos"
"Well, it's your fault."
I just came to take a bath!
"Wow. What happened to the gap that took my eyes off a little bit?"
Peter back from the break was looking at me with a frightened face.
That's why I'm innocent! Don't look at me!
Eventually, we all went into the open air afterwards. Wear hot clothes that are impermeable to water, except for some, though. Surreal sights of white-covered organizations entering the open air. That's crazy, it was quiet when I came in.
And even though there are women, what about being naked? Drinking.
"Lord..."
"... this is troublesome"
Thinking of it as an escort while Homla was asleep, Cal and Red Plum, out of their assigned room, saw Homla already on the floor.
A white mystiff the size of a person on the right, a black mystiff the size of a person on the left as well, a small black dragon floating around on the belly of a homra.
Bahamut turns to the two of them with a pupil that has been torn vertically and guillotinely, exhilarating from a small figure. When the black beast wanders, the white beast looks at this one with thin eyes open without waking himself up.
Hot spring nights fall apart.