Yukimo and the Fight - Ingredients The Devil Tribe Loses Himself to Differences

Largo and Tomoe, who were put on the back of the tamamo and exited the hierarchy managed by Four Heavenly Kings Satori with an animalistic sensation, even advanced to the next hierarchy, looking sideways at a field where, everywhere, one side of sharp blades, needles, swords and spears and other weapons stood upside down.

(However, this whole hierarchy is like a pile of needles...

The mountain of needles is due to Largo's past life memory, but somewhat unlike the image of the needle hell Largo had. Satori was lucky to engage in a place like this, from the edge of the hierarchy, around still devouring the previous hierarchy, wondering if it would further demonstrate its ability to attack. No. Should I call it Viscount Cyber's handle that drew me that far?

Still, unlike even the mountain hierarchy of this needle, we know very well that we have already made a voice call of silence. Unlike before, not only was it a fast trip on the back of the tamamo, but the lack of so much sadness was the reason because the deceased was in an exceptionally low but still condition.

Eventually the end of the hierarchy can be seen by the number of needles and blades. After that I finally entered the second hierarchy from the end. From that point on Largo somehow realizes that Tomoe's density, which is riding directly behind him on the back of the tamamo, is unusually close.

"Largo. Well.

My voice is weird, too. It is not like a samurai woman on her nose, it has a sweet female atmosphere.

"Duh, what's up? Mr. Tomoe."

"Hey Tamamo, why don't we take a break here and take a moment to talk about the future with Lago.

"Ooh, thank you. It seems like the atmosphere of the hierarchy here has gotten to me. If the hierarchy in front of Satori earlier is a sick hell, then the atmosphere has been pumping here, even a lust hell.

"Huh?

Rather than being grabbed by himself now, Largo noticed that despite the unstable back of his tamamo, his free passport, which was supposed to have been attached, was missing from Tomoe's arm, which was tangled with both hands and legs.

"It seems that this is a hierarchy where the purpose is to rampage the desires and selfishness of the minds of human beings - no intelligent life form - to contend with the deceased. Some things will be fine if you live like the chicks, but stool women like Tomoe are vulnerable and naturally susceptible to these kinds of mental attacks because they have a two-sided nature that makes a woman's sexuality" sausage "stick out in order to clear up the excitement over that side of the Lord, who fights male victories on the battlefield" Sausage "and remains in an exciting state on the battlefield in her bedroom.

"What am I supposed to do with that?

"What are you saying, Master Largo? Please share some sympathy with your concubine, Straw.

"Hey, Mr. Tamamo, can you do something about it?

"Well, let's keep it a little cute.

"Uh, that's irresponsible. You can't do that to Tomoe, who has a decided person.

"I will also be happy to receive a little extract of the Divine Dragon for Atiki at last.

"What are you talking about? To Mr. Tamamo! Stop joking.

"Nothing's wrong. Tamamo was originally the spirit soul of the beast. Since then, it has moved instinctively, so I am a lotus student with the concubine" Straw "of the night.

"Uh, so what am I supposed to do?

Finally, Largo entered an area where it could be said that the deceased of this hierarchy were immersed in unspeakable acts here as they were being cornered in all directions. They don't seem to intend to hide anything at all. Tomoe, who sees it, is getting more and more motiony on Largo.

It was only then that I saw a group of men and women of the deceased doing mundane things as intertwined, on top of the many jailbirds in charge.

Suddenly Tamamo stops on his feet, and Tomoe shouts a ringing loud noise that echoes around him, as he suddenly returns to his sanity.

"Aren't you a nuisance!

Above that, four men and women - precisely a man in samurai dressed in ancient Roman-style simple cloth cuts, just like Masakato, and dressed in old fashioned armor of Yapan, but rather docile, sticking to three fleshy women who exposed their skin - reply.

"You... aren't you my concubine, Tomoe?

"What is it? That nasty, nasty face! It was said that there was this man in the capital, who took an alias as from General Asahi, Ah Asahaya. with such females bulls of Nanban North Di.

Said meth cows are likely chunky women, which would be common for born in the Hurn continent.

They are angry, taking themselves away from the samurai in the center of the samurai figure, but the samurai, called to Tomoe, pushes it aside, and can not hide the slight appearance of the samurai, standing up and shouting.

"Hey, what are you saying! You are the representative of the Yamato stroke, said to be in front of Tomoe, and more importantly the body of Jin-sook, but you are such an inhuman handsome man and treasure on Hell's Road?

"Couple fights don't even eat dogs, but unlike those odarisks over there, this exotic handsome guy is out of standard, Yoshinaka.

I thought not, but Tamamo's statement still makes it definitive that this warrior man came all the way from himself to hell hoping to meet Tomoe thinkers, his ex-husband Yoshinaka.

"Oh, I'm surprised. I didn't know you were in hell with Tamamo. Did you try to kill yourselves, or did you try to catch up with this Yoshinaka romance? Whoa, Tamamo wasn't a soul in the first place?

The samurai men, who felt like they had to say something, the women who were betrayed that they had done their love to Yoshinaka's lumpy and twisted response, descended from their backs and walked away from this group.

Yet the real wife of the adulterer's man intruded, and she also looked like a business woman who had lost her money backing up.

"─ What do you mean, boring things.

"I'm sorry, I don't know if I can talk to you, but when I heard that I was coming to this hell because of unwelcome circumstances, Mr. Tomoe came to see Mr. Yoshinaka at first sight.

─ ─ What are you talking about? Is that Santaro? "

Hi, I don't know if I see reality or if a guy named Yoshinaka is a super realist and I'm not convinced of such a hell of a situation, but it's Yoshinaka as if Tomoe can't accept that he came to this hell alive from the ground. But it was Tamamo's fury that erupted there.

"What the hell! Many fears turn to the Dragon God. Atiki and Tomoe got to dive into hell alive under the guidance of Dragon God, and they've come this far with a lot of hard feelings. Well, when this whore prodigal... I can't forgive him any more!

"Well, Mr. Tamamo, that story is a bit...

To much indignation, I'm glad Largo accidentally went out poorly on Tamamo. This is going to lose the credibility of Ryujin's statement, but what surprised me was Yoshinaka.

"Hey, what do you mean? Tamamo!"

"I'm not lying or joking, Master Shinigami. This one will be revealed to the Dragon God without deception.

Dragon god testimony also pops out of Tomoe's mouth, but of course I don't think there's any way you can believe it in this state. The person in question is most questionable about it. Of course, again, Yoshinaka shakes her head and denies it.

In this way, it seemed that there was no way to make Yoshinaka trust without even being here on the Inchiki identity determination machine in the example.

"Can you believe such nonsense? Besides, who the hell could believe that the dragon god, the champion of the earth, could let him enter the bottom hell of this earth for anything? Ghosts, don't miss this bastard! I'll catch you and make you throw up who you are!

When he heard it, the ghost besides just waiting for him surrounded one with the two Largos in a battlefield position with his prey.