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็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„็ด—ๅน•ใŒๅธ้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ผใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ ใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใฟ่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€้›ฒใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฏใŠใ‚ˆใ3000ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้–“่ฟ‘ใซ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ‚Œใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅž‚็›ดใฎๅฃใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚‚ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใšๅคฉใพใงๅฑŠใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€โ€•โ€•ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ™ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏ็ฅžใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆˆใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€Ž็ฅžใ€ใ‚’ๅไน—ใฎไบบ็‰ฉใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฏๅฝผโ€•โ€•่–ๅ…ธใซ่ฌณใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Ž่’ผ็ฅžใ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ ็‹‚ไฟก่€… ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฏ็‰ฉๆ†‚ใ’ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏ่จ€่‘‰้Šใณใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏใ”่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅŒใ˜้ซ˜ใฟใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใงใ€ใ”่‡ช่ฆšใŒใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏไบบ้–“ใซใจใฃใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ ไบบ้–“ใ‚’่ถŠใˆใŸๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็•ฐ็ซฏใฎ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ถ…่ถŠใ—ใŸๅŠ›ใฎๆŒใกไธปใฏโ€œๆ€ช็‰ฉโ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚็ฝฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ๆ€ช็‰ฉ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซไบบ้–“ใฏ็„กๅŠ›ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅˆถๅพกใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใŸใ ใŸใ ๆœฌไบบใฎๆ„ๆ€ใฎใฟใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ไบบ้–“ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใŸใ ็ฅˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ๆˆ‘ใŒ่บซใซ็ฝใ„ใŒ้™ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใใฎ่‰ฏๅฟƒใซๅพ“ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ...ใจใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ไบบใ€…ใซๅฎณใ‚’ๅŠใผใ™ๆ€ช็‰ฉใ‚’โ€œๆ‚ช้ญ”โ€ใจๅ‘ผใณใ€ๅˆฉ็›Šใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ™ๆ€ช็‰ฉใ‚’โ€œ็ฅžโ€ใจๅ‘ผใถใ€‚ใŸใ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‹้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฏ็šฎ่‚‰ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ่„ณ่ฃใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใฎใฏใ€ๅ‹ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ€ช็‰ฉโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใซๅˆฅใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎ้ก”ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใ...ใ‚ใ‚“ใช่ฟทๅญใฎๅญไพ›ใฟใŸใ„ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎๆฑบๆ„ใŒๅดฉใ‚Œใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ็‹ฌใ‚Šใ”ใกใŸๅฃฐใŒ้–‘ๆ•ฃใจใ—ใŸๅฎฎๆฎฟใฎๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ๆœจ้œŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝๆฐ‘ใฎ้€€้ฟใซไผดใฃใฆๅฎฎๆฎฟๅ†…ใฎไพๅฅณใ‚„ไพๅพ“ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใพใ–ใพใช็†็”ฑใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๅŽปใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ นใฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ญœไปฃใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚„ใ€่ฑช่ƒ†ใชไธ€้ƒจใฎ่ทไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ–™็†ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ ใซ็•™ใพใฃใฆๅทฑใฎ่ทๅ‹™ใ‚’ๅ…จใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใตใจไธญๅบญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅบญๅธซใฎ่€ไบบใŒๆ™ฎๆฎตใฉใŠใ‚Šใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใ€่„š็ซ‹ใซไน—ใฃใฆๅบญๆœจใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ท‘ใŒๅฅฝใใงใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ไธญๅบญใ‚’้Šใณๅ ดใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜้ก”ใงๅŒใ˜ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ่ฑกใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๅฝผใ ใŒใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใงใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€่€ไบบใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€่„š็ซ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใฆๅธฝๅญใ‚’่„ฑใŽใ€ๆญใ—ใไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‚่ปฝใไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใฎๅ ดใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ๆทกใ„ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‘ใ—ใฆ้•ทใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ไบบ็”Ÿใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ„ใพใพใงๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸไบบใ€…ใ€ใใ—ใฆๅใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้›ขๅฎฎใ‹ใ‚‰ไธญๅบญใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ๅฎฎๆฎฟใธใจ่ถณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้–‘ๆ•ฃใจใ—ใŸๅฎฎๆฎฟใซใพใ‚‹ใงๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆฅใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Œฏ่ฆšใ‚’่ฆšใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ถณใ‚’ๅปถใฐใ—ใฆใ€็ˆถใงใ‚ใ‚‹็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠใ‚ใ™้›ขๅฎฎใธใจ่ถณใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žไฝ™ไบบใ‚’ไบคใˆใšใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฉฑใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ ไผ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚้–“ใซๆฅใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ้›ขๅฎฎใซใ‚‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไบบๅฝฑใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅฑ…ๅฎคใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ่ก›ๅ…ตใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ€ๅพฎใ‹ใซไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰โ€•โ€•่กจใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใšใซโ€•โ€•่ปฝใๅŒ—ๆ–น็”ฃใฎ้›ชๆจซใงใงใใŸๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใงใ™ใ€‚ไปฐใ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š ใ€Œโ€•โ€•้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŠๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€ ๆ‰‰่ถŠใ—ใซ็ˆถใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ’ใชๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใง่กจ่ˆžๅฐใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅคง่ฒดๆ—ใฎ้–“ใซใพใงใ€Œ็š‡ๅธใฏใจใฃใใซๅธ้ƒฝใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใฆ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠ้ ƒใฏๅคง้™ธใ‚’่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ซธๅณถ้€ฃๅˆใซๆณฃใไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ ƒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใชใฉใจใ€ๆ นใ‚‚่‘‰ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆต่จ€้ฃ›่ชžใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใพใง็›ดๆŽฅ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซใ‚‚ไธ€ๆŠนใฎไธๅฎ‰ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏ็ขบใ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„็ˆถใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใปใฃใจ่ƒธใ‚’ๆ’ซใงไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใใฃใจๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........?ใ€ ๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใ€ไผใ›ใฆใ„ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใพใšๆœ€ๅˆใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็š‡ๅธใฎๅฑ…ๅฎคใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉ็ฐก็ด ใชๅฎคๅ†…ใซใฏๆค…ๅญใจๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใ€ใใ—ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญๅคฎใซๆใใ‹ใ‘ใฎ็™ฝใ„ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณใƒใ‚นใŒใ‚คใƒผใ‚ผใƒซใซไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ไป–ใซใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฃ…้ฃพๅ“ใฎ้กžใ„ใฏ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฏ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใฃใฆใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€็ˆถโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝ็ฌฌ44ไปฃ็š‡ๅธใƒดใ‚กใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฐVIIไธ–โ€•โ€•ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎไป–ใซ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„้‡‘้ซชใฎ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใช้Žงใจใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็บใฃใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้’ๅนดใจใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่–„ใ„็ดซ่‰ฒใฎใƒฏใƒณใƒ”ใƒผใ‚นใจๆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใŒใ€็ช“้š›ใซไธฆใ‚“ใงๅŒๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ๆญใ—ใ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็ˆถใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใ€‚ ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ„ใชใ„ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจไธญใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆœบใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใซ็ซ‹ใคๆ„›ๅจ˜ใ‚’็งๅฎคใซๆ‹›ใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใƒซใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฐVIIไธ–ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎๅผŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไผŠ้”็”ทใ€ใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌใซไผผใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใพใŸใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใจใ‚‚ๅ…ฑ้€š็‚นใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚็พŽ็”ทๅญโ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใ‚‚็ทšใฎ็ดฐใ„ใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚น็ดฐๅทฅใซไผผใŸ้€ๆ˜Žใช็พŽ่ฒŒโ€•โ€•ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใงใซ30ๅŠใฐใฎ็ญˆใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆ—ฅใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใšๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใพใ 20ๆญณๅฐใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ็งใฎ็Ÿฅไบบใงใญใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใซ้–ขใ—ใฆๅฐ‘ใ€…็„ก็†ใชใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใงๅŒๅธญใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ่บŠ่บ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ๅจ˜ใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ”ใ็ฐก็ด ใซไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„่ชฌๆ˜Žใซ้‡ˆ็„ถใจใ—ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ„ใคใพใงใฎ็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใšใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใธใจๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅ–œๆ€’ๅ“€ๆฅฝใ‚’่กจใซๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„็ˆถ็š‡ๅธใŒใ€็ใ—ใ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸๅจ˜ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๅ†ๅบฆ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ˜ใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ็œบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฉใ†ใ‹ใชใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใญใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใ‹ใฃใŸ้ ƒใฏใ•ใปใฉใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ็š‡ๅฆƒใซไผผใฆใใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ๅคšใใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’็ˆถ่ฆชไผผใจใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšๅฃ่ชฟใซๆฃ˜ใŒๆททใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซใจใฃใฆๅฎŸใฎๆฏ่ฆชใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚“ใ ๅฅณๆ€งใจใ„ใ†ใ ใ‘ใซ้ŽใŽใšใ€ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ„›ๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ„(ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†)็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใŒ็ˆถใ‚’ๅ‚€ๅ„กใจใ—ใŸๆ‘‚ๆ”ฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคงๅ”็ˆถใฎๅญซๅจ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็ˆถใจใฎ็ตๅฉšใฏๆ”ฟๆฒป็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏๅญไพ›ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅคซๅฉฆ้–“ใฎๆ„›ๆƒ…ใชใฉ(ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ๆฏใฎๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ)ใพใฃใŸใใชใใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใง็„ก้–ขๅฟƒใ‚’่ฒซใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ”ฏ้…ๆฌฒใจ็‰ฉๆฌฒใฎๅกŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ€งๆ ผใงใ€็ˆถใซๅดๅฎคใ‚’่จญใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใฆ่จฑใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ไปŠไธŠๅธใซ็›ดๆŽฅใฎ่ทก็ถ™ใŽใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ขๅ€’ใชไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆ‹›ใ„ใŸๅผตๆœฌไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜ใไธ€ๅญใฎใฟใฎๅผŸใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌๅคซๅฆปใŒใ€็†ฑ็ƒˆใชๆ‹ๆ„›็ตๅฉšใฎ็ตๆžœใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใจๆฏ”ในใ€ๅฅฝๅฏพ็…งใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ็š‡ๅฆƒใฏใจใฃใใซ่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฎŸๅฎถใซ้ฟ้›ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎๅฃ่ชฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸไธ€้€ฃใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’่ชญใฟๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็š‡ๅธใฏๅฏ‚ใ—ใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็š‡ๅฆƒใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใงๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆ„›ๅจ˜ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใ€Žใ“ใฎๆฐ—ใฎๅผทใ•ใฏๆˆ‘ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็š‡ๅฆƒไผผใ ใชใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹็š‡ๅธใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐใฎๆ‚ชใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ปขใ˜ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณใƒใ‚นใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช้›ฒใฎๅฃใŒๆใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€...ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒ้–“่ฟ‘ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใชใฉๆป…ๅคšใซใชใ„......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ–ชๅคฑไธ–็ด€ไปฅๆฅใ‹ใชใ€ ๅฑใ†ใ่žใๆตใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒใ€ๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ˆถ็š‡ๅธใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ๆทฑๆทตใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅบ•็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฌ่™š็„กใจ็ตถๆœ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใงไบบ็•œ็„กๅฎณใชๅ‡กไบบโ€•โ€•ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใŒๆญปใฎใ†ใŒ็”Ÿใใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ€ไธ–็•ŒใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใŒ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ๅพนๅบ•็š„ใช็„ก้–ขๅฟƒใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ็ˆถใŸใ‚‹็š‡ๅธใฎๆœฌ่ณชใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸฟใใŒใใฎๅฃฐใซๆททใ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆˆ‘ใซใ‚‚ๅ”ฏไธ€ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใƒขใƒŽใŒใงใใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎใƒขใƒŽใŒๆ„›ใŠใ—ใๆŽ›ใ‘ๆ›ฟใˆใฎ็„กใ„่‡ณๅฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎๆˆ้•ทใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใงใ—ใ‹ใŸใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ่ƒธใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ขๆŒใกใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ‘ปใใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใฐใใฎใพใพๆณฃใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฏ็š‡ๅธใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅคซใจใ—ใฆๅคฑๆ ผใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆœ€ๆœŸใซ็ˆถใจใ—ใฆๅ›ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใคใ„ใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ ชใˆใใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ—šๅ’ฝใจใ€ใใฎ็žณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง็ฒ’ใฎๆถ™ใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆณฃใ‹ใชใ„ใงใŠใใ‚Œใ€ๆ„›ใ—ๅญใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ›ใฎๆถ™ใ ใ‘ใŒๆˆ‘ใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ไนฑใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹็”Ÿใใฆๅ‘ฝใ‚’็น‹ใ„ใงใŠใใ‚Œใ€ ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็š‡ๅธใŒใ€ใใฃใจๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆŠฑใ็ท ใ‚ๅ›ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ—ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๆŠฑๆ“ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใ„ใพใ ๆถ™ใซๆฟกใ‚Œใ‚‹็žณใงใ€็ˆถใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใŒๅœงๅ€’็š„้ŽใŽใฆ่ท้›ขๆ„ŸใŒ็‹‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่™š้œงใฏใพใ•ใซ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใฟ่พผใพใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใฎ่ท้›ขใพใง่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใฎๅฝผใ‚‰ใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ช“้š›ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฝผใฎ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ้…ไธ‹ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅ›ใฎ่‰ฏใ็Ÿฅใ‚‹่–”่–‡ใฎๅงซๅ›ใฎๆ—ง็Ÿฅใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใชใฎใงใญใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‚’่„ฑๅ‡บๅพŒใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅงซๅ›ใฎไธ‹ใธ่ปข็งปใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹็ญˆใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใซ่ชžใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่กๆ’ƒใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใซๅ‘†็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใฝใ‚Šใฝใ‚Šใจ้ ฌใ‚’ๆŽปใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ้‡‘้ซชใฎๅ‰ฃๅฃซใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅฎฐ็›ธๆดพใจๅนณ่กŒใ—ใฆๅธๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใจๅˆฅๅฃใง็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„ก่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใซใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ไพ้ ผใŒ่ˆžใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ...ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ฆชใ—ใ’ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹้’ๅนดใ ใŒใ€็ซ‹ใกๅฑ…ๅœฐ็š„ใซใฏๆ•ตๅดใงใ‚ใ‚‹2ไบบใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€่ญฆๆˆ’ๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏๆŸณ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใญใ€‚ๆ€ชใ—ใๆ€ใ†ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชๅ‹•ๆฉŸใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚่ฒดๅฅณใฎใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟกใ˜ใฆใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„16~17ๆญณใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ๅฟซๆดปใชๅฃ่ชฟใงๅพŒใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ“ใฎ2ไบบใฏไฟกใ˜ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใใ‚ŒใŒ็ˆถใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ใใ†็žฌๆ™‚ใซๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒใ€ไธ€ๆญฉๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใธ่ธใฟๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใฒใณๅ‰ฒใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใปใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใคใพใ‚Šไฟบใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใจ่งฃ้‡ˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃ! ใ“ใฎๅฃฐใฏ!?ใ€ ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ็ช“้š›ใ‹ใ‚‰2ไบบใŒ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€้›ขๅฎฎๅ…จไฝ“ใŒไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๅดฉๅฃŠใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Lesson : The Fantasy Emperor A bright white veil was about to swallow the Imperial City of Argentina. According to Her Majesty's explanation, the cloud is approximately ,0 meters high, but looking up close it was almost a vertical wall, showing an overwhelming presence as if you could not see the tip and reach heaven when you looked up. "Fog" - the demon that destroys the world, or the product of God. He said it was one person named 'God' who made it up. His Majesty the Princess is him - although he is a fanatic (fanatic) who views this world as a play (game) by playing the 'Ethereal God' which is enshrined in the Scriptures and affirms that its entity is merely a human being...... Empress Oriana sighed with concern. Such a thing is just a word game. Because you're at the same height, I don't know if you're aware of it, but it doesn't end up being an important point for humans to separate human beings from others, such as their spirituality (mentality). Just because there is power beyond man, it is a heretic, and the bearer of even more transcendent power is called a โ€œmonsterโ€. Humans are powerless against monster opponents who can't even punish them, and only their own will will will be able to control their actions. In the end, all humans can do is pray. Please do not let disaster befall us, please follow that conscience.... Thus, monsters that harm people are called โ€œdemonsโ€ and monsters that benefit them are called โ€œgodsโ€. It's just that. Once again he looked up at the 'Idle Fog' and the Empress Oriana smiled sarcastically. What floats behind my brain was my friend, the gentle monster - my face at the end of Scarlet Snow when I broke up. "Not at all... you look like such a lost child, and your resolve seems to be breaking down." A solitary voice woods the idle hallway of the palace. With the evacuation of the inhabitants, the maids and squire in the palace also leave for various reasons, and all that remains is as noble as the roots of the spectrum or as audacious as some craftsmen. Speaking of which, although the taste of daily meals remained the same, the cook may still be staying and doing his job. I looked in the courtyard and the gardener's old man was in his usual attitude, riding on the stepladder and taking care of the garden trees. I liked the green, and if I tried making the courtyard a playground for her since she was a kid, he always had the impression that he was doing the same job with the same face, but I didn't think he was working the same way in this situation, and I stopped by accident. You noticed her like that, the old man rested his hands, got off his stepladder, took off his hat, and bowed his respects. Oriana also left the scene with a gentle thank you. When I noticed, there was a pale smile on my mouth, not a bitter smile. Though it was an untold life, thanking the people she had met so far, and those who did not know her name, she proceeded from the outer palace through the courtyard to the palace. Remembering the illusion that he had come to the idle palace as if he had come to another place, Oriana extended her legs even further and took her to the lair of her father, His Majesty the Emperor. "I don't want to exchange extras, I want to talk slowly" I came at the designated time after the message, but there was hardly anything called a shadow in this outhouse either. With a slight dissatisfaction with the fact that it is the Emperor's chamber but not one of his guards - without putting it on the table - he knocks on a door made of lightly northern snow oaks. "Emperor, this is Oriana. I just walked over." "- It's open. Come in, Oriana." I heard my father's gracious voice over the door, and she was only a little relieved. Against His Majesty the Emperor, who does not take the stage for this period, even among the people but among the great nobles: "The Emperor has fled from the Empire for so long. By now it will be time to escape the continent and cry to the Union of the Islands" and so on, rootless and leafless flutter flies around. Though I do not think so, I am certain that Oriana also had a little anxiety because until today she did not have the opportunity to face each other directly. But hearing my father's voice without a doubt opened the door softly, "Excuse me," as I stroked my chest down. ......... The first thing I felt when I closed the door and raised my face where I was lying down was confusion. There are no other conspicuous types of ornaments but chairs and executive desks in a room so simple as the Emperor's chamber, and a painted white canvas in the center of the room, which is simply placed on an easel. Up to this point, it's a familiar room, but my father, the 44th Emperor of the Grawior Empire, Valfang XVI, sitting in a chair and smiling, but other unfamiliar, knightly young men with brilliant armor and capes of blonde hair, and a girl with a wizard-like thin purple piece and cane, were present side by side at the window. Noticing Oriana's gaze, I return my gaze from them to my father, whom I humbly thank. "You've come a long way, my sweet princess. Don't stay there, go inside more." Valfang XI invites his beloved daughter to her private room standing at the entrance and exit while sitting at her desk. As a matter of course, he resembled his brother, the Dada man, the Archduke of Estrada. And also, Oriana and I have a lot in common. In other words, it was a beautiful man from wherever he looked - it was also a thin line, a transparent beauty similar to glass finishing. According to Oriana's memory, she's already in the mid-30s, but she still looks like a 20-year-old because she barely hits the sun and is indoors. "- Oh, they're my acquaintances. I asked for a slightly impossible favor in this case, so I was allowed to be present. Don't worry about it for now." Seeing my hesitant daughter react, I add very briefly. Though uninterrupted by the unexplained explanation, Oriana proceeded to walk into the room, unable to keep His Majesty the Emperor waiting for long. "... excuse me" My father, the emperor, who usually doesn't put much joy and sorrow on the table, gazed and looked at me as if to check again the appearance of his nearby daughter, laughing uncommonly narrowly. "- What's wrong? "No. Consider yourself a fine lady already. When I was a little girl, I wasn't as good as Sasa, but when I saw her like this, she still looked like a queen." "Is it? Many say I am like a father." Thorns mix in the tone unknowingly. For Oriana, the real mother was just the woman who had given birth to herself, the other person who felt no love whatsoever (which would be the case all over). It is a fact that even children can see that he was the granddaughter of his great-uncle, the Regent who originally puppeted his father, and that his marriage to his father was political, not at all (at least from his mother's side), in fact, affection between the couple, etc., then I wish I had penetrated my indifference with it, but this was the character of a lump of dominance and appetite, which never allowed him to have a side room in his father. For this reason, he is Teng himself, who has now caused the troublesome situation that he is the only direct heir to God. The good contrast was also good compared to the fact that his brother and his wife, Archduke Estrada, who were also only one child, were the result of a fervent romantic marriage. By the way, the queen has packed her bags and evacuated to her parents' house. From Oriana's tone, the emperor laughed lonely as he read such a series of emotions. "There was a queen and there was something cute about her." "Are you left-handed?" The emperor smiles at the attitude of his beloved daughter, who says, 'This strength of mind is more like a queen than I am'. Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, I turned my gaze and saw that the canvas, which I thought was white, depicted a wall of plain white clouds. "Is this' Idle Fog '...? "Oh, I rarely get a chance to see something like this up close... no, I guess since the Lost Century" Oriana, who listened to her dangerously, looks back at her father emperor as if she had been played. "Not so surprisingly. I will not be the one who taught you the legacy of the century of loss passed down to the royal family. [M] Then it's natural to come to the same conclusion." Honestly, his father, His Majesty the Emperor, didn't know the situation correctly, but for that reason, Oriana blinked and gazed at him smiling at him as he optimistically expected to remain in the imperial capital. "Well, it's not entirely clear if it's a myth reproduction, but apparently the Ethereal God is serious, and if the princess of the sky is without the art of doing it, we can only accept obedience and the transformation of the world" Now it was time for Oriana to peel her eyes. It seemed as if my father, who thought that appearance and people were just good and lacked practical ability, and that common sense was good... had become another human being. "... Looking back, it's like you've been dreaming for a long time. My father's predecessor was a harsh man, and he asked me to be thorough with the symbol" Emperor โ€, and he did not recognize his personality as a human being. My uncle, the regent if he were to grow up, would see me as a doll, and the Chancellor would only ask for value as a tool." There was no anger, no sorrow, just a flat voice that mechanically spoke the days of the day of his presence. "So I responded to that. So I have nothing. The magic apparatus follows the procedure laid down without even thinking about it, and as it turns out, everything in me is worthless. Good and evil, identity, power, human dignity and life are equally equal, including yourself - they're all zero." ............ It seemed to me like a different creature my father, speaking with a smile. What I saw from the abyss I accidentally peered into was bottomless nothingness and despair. Peaceful, human-induced, harmless ordinary people - outrageous. Whoever dies or lives, it's not what the world ends but what it knows, a thorough indifference. That was the essence of the Father Emperor. "But..." The soft expression remained unchanged, and the somewhat bewildered sound mixed with its voice. "That's the only thing I can think of. Honestly, I felt incredible myself, but the thing was a treasure that I couldn't change lovingly, and I couldn't wait to grow every day." With a face poked in the chest, Oriana gave a silent groan. If I spoke up, I would cry straight out, and I was about to collapse. "So. As an emperor, I was disqualified as a husband, but I want to protect you as my father at the end of the day, my lovely princess." Finally, a whimper unbearable from Oriana's mouth and a large tear spilled out of her eyes. "Oh, don't cry, my love. Only your tears disturb my heart. Please live and connect my life." The risen emperor gently held her and whispered. After often holding each other, with eyes still wet in tears, Oriana looks up to her father. "But we can't make it anymore. It will not be possible to escape from the 'fog' unless it is also used in the Fei Long (Wyburn) from this location." The scale was too overwhelming and the sense of distance was insane, but the fog was just as close to a critical distance to swallow the royal palace. "It's okay. That's why they're here." In those words, I look back at the two people at the window as if I remembered. "Because they are bothโ€œ transcendents (players) "in the words you know, and under his Ethereal God, they are also the ancient knowledge of your well-known Princess of the Rose. As soon as we get out of here, we're supposed to move under you." A blonde swordsman opens her mouth as she scratches her puffy cheeks toward Oriana, stunned by the fact of the shock that continues to be told. "Well, I was originally in contact with His Majesty the Emperor at a separate word with Mr. Shadowloon to balance forces within the Empire in parallel with the Prime Minister's faction. I thought it was almost ignored, and at the end of the day, a hell of a request came in..." Oriana whispered Willow Eyebrows out of vigilance against two of the youths speaking intimately, but standing on the enemy's side. "Uh, yeah. I'm sure it sounds suspicious, but this time it's really personal, so neither of us will betray your father or Mr. Scarlet Snow. Believe me." A girl, who seemed to be a wizard, aged 16-17, took over the aftermath in a pleasant tone. Wouldn't it be nice to believe these two somehow? More importantly, if that is my father's wish. So instantly judging, Oriana tried to take a step toward them - at that moment, out of nowhere, she heard a cracked man. - I mean, you can interpret that as betrayal of me, right? "-! What's this voice!? "Oh my god!! The entire outhouse collapsed in one blow at the same time as the two men left the window.
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ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้žๅธธใซไธๅฟซใช้ขๆŒใกใงๅ™‚ใฎ่‹ฑ้›„ใจใ„ใ†็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไปฎ้ขใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ่„ฑใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ็ด ้ก”ใฎใพใพใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปๆœ€ๅˆใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็ด ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€Œใปใ†......ใ€ใจๅฆนใฎใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ‚„ใ€ใŠไป˜ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ป’้ซชใฎ้’ๅนดใซใ‚ใ’ใŸๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅฃฐใฏใ€ใพใ‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚็š†ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€ค่ธใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้‹ญใ„็›ฎใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใชใ‚‰ๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใใฎๅพŒใฎ่ฆ–็ทšโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ“ใ‚Œ?! ้œฒๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่‚Œใ‚„่ƒธใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ€่…ฐๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใƒŠใƒกใ‚ฏใ‚ธใŒ้€™ใ„ๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใชใ‚ๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใ“ใฎไธๅฟซใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใฏ!? ใ‚ˆใๅฅณใฎไบบใฏใ€็”ทใŒๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใชใ€ใจใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ƒธใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€็™บใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใปใฉใใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใคใใฅใๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅใฏใชใ„ใญ! ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠๅ…„ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ่บพใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฎๆณจๆ„ใซใ€ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€ใจใ‚„ใฃใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใ€้ฆดใ‚ŒใŸไป•่‰ใงๆญใ—ใ่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅญใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๆœฌๆ—ฅใฏ่ฒด้‡ใชใŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’้ ‚ๆˆดใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใพใ—ใฆ่ช ใซๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆใ”ใ่‡ช็„ถใชๆตใ‚Œใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ็”ฒใซๅฃใฅใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ™ใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚่ญฆๆˆ’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ’ใƒžใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ใจ่ฆ–็ทšใง่จดใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็Ž‹ๆ—ใƒป่ฒดๆ—ใจใ‹ใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ใจใ€็„ก่จ€ใงใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใฎๅ›ฝไธปใ€ ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆœฌๆ—ฅใฏใŠๆ‹›ใใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‚ไธŠใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ้•ทใ„ๅๅ‰ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใจใใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅๅ‰ใฎๅพŒๅใ‚‚ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏ้ป’้ซชใงใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ†ทใŸใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ้’ๅนดใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟโ€•โ€•ใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅธญใซ็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใกใŠใ†ๅ›ฝไธปใŸใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใŒ่บซๅˆ†ใฏไธŠใชใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒไธŠๅบงใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€ไธ‹ๅบงใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใŒใ€ใใฎ้šฃใซใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใŒใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚“ใจๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅพ“่€…ใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅบงใฃใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฌใƒณ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Œไฝณไบบใ ใจใฏๅ™‚ใซใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ•ใซๆœˆใ™ใ‚‰ๆฅใ‚‰ใ†็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅงซใงใ™ใชใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ้™›ไธ‹ใฏใ€ ๆ„Ÿใซๅ ชใˆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใงในใŸ่ค’ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจ็œŸ้ก”ใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅฎŸใฏใ“ใฎไธ–ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใฌๅงฟใงใ€ๅŒ–ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใŸใพใพใ“ใฎๅงฟใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚็”Ÿๆ†Žใจใใ†ใ„ใ†่Šธใฏใ‚‚ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใจๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€็งใฎใ“ใจใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใซใ€Ž็ท‹้›ชใ€ใ‹ใ€Žๅงซใ€ใจใงใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจ3ไบบใจใ‚‚ใ€ใปใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง่ƒธใ‚’ใชใงไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ! ใงใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ŽใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ€ใจใŠๅ‘ผใณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฎๅผพใ‚“ใ ๅฃฐใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซๆง˜ใ•ใˆใ‚ˆใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใจใ€ใŽใ“ใกใชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆ้ ทใใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ๅซŒใจใฏใ„ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ใชใใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆด—ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒ–ใƒฉใ‚„ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ๅฑฅใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒˆใ‚คใƒฌ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง9ๅ‰ฒๆ–นๆถˆใˆใฆใชใใชใฃใŸ)ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ่žใ่ฟ”ใ™ๅ…„ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใใปใฉใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใฎใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใฃใฆใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ŽใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ€ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ™ใฎใง!ใ€ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใŠใญใƒผใ•ใพใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใฎใ‹ใƒผใ€‚ ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅผพใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‹ใชใใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใตใ‚€ใ€ใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๅงซใ€ ใชใซใ‹ๅ•้กŒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใปใฉ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็žณใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบ...ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็งใจ็ตๅฉšใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใ‚บใƒซใƒƒ!! ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใจใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซไปฅๅค–ใฎ3ไบบใŒใ€ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใšใฃใ“ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใฃ! ใŠๅ…„ๆง˜ใ€ๅๆกˆใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ€ŽใŠ ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœฌไบบใใ‚“ใชใ‚ณใƒญใƒณใƒ–ใ‚นใฎๅตใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒ‰ใƒค้ก”ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใใ‚“ใชใถใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ๆ€่€ƒใซ่กŒใๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„?! ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใงใ™ใ‹ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฏ!?ใ€ ไธ€ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒฌใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใใ†ๅซใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใงใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฏ้ขๅ‰ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธปไบบใŒ็ฝตๅ€’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅซŒใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใงๅพ“่€…ใฎใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใฏๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใจๆ—ฅๅธธ่Œถ้ฃฏไบ‹ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆใใ†ใ ใญๅฝผใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚“ใช้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ้Ž่จ€ใงใชใ„โ€•โ€•้ก”ไธ€ๆฏใซ็–‘ๅ•็ฌฆใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใชใ“ใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใชใใ‚ƒใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ™›ใ‚“ใงๅซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€็พ็Šถใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใ—ใฆ่ชใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฏ้ญ”็‰ฉใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆง‹ๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ไบบ้–“ๅดใŒ้ญ”็‰ฉใซไบบ้–“ๅŒๆง˜ใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใ‚’่ชใ‚ใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€ไปŠๅพŒใ‚‚ๆณ•็š„ใซ่งฃๆฑบใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„็งใฏ้ญ”็‰ฉใงใ™ใฎใง็งใจ่ฒดๆ–นใจใฎ้–“ใงใ€ๅˆๆณ•็š„ใซ็ตๅฉšใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใจใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใ ใ‘ใฉใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใฏไบŒไบบใงๆ„›ใ‚’่‚ฒใฟๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ดๅพ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไบ‹ๅฎŸๅฉšใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๅ…ˆใซๅญไพ›ใฎ1ไบบ2ไบบไฝœใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใพใŸๆ–œใ‚ไธŠใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใฆใ‹ใ€ๅญไพ›ใฃใฆ............ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ็”ฃใ‚€ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใƒŽใƒˆใƒชใŒ้‹ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚Šใ‚ซใƒœใƒใƒฃ็•‘ใงใจใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใจๅคœใชๅคœใช้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆๅŠฑใ‚€ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญ........................ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚็„ก็†ใฃใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ฝใƒฌใŒๅ ค้˜ฒใจใชใ‚Šใ€็”Ÿ็†็š„ใชๆ‹’็ตถๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป็”Ÿๆ†Žใจใ€็งใฏ็ตๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงๆธ…ใ„ไฝ“ใ‚’ไฟใคใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใใฎๆกˆใซใฏไน—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆ‹’็ตถใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ‚‚็Œ›็ƒˆใชๅ‹ขใ„ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ…„ๆง˜ใฏ็ตๅฉšใ‚’ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚่ปฝใฏใšใฟใซใจใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไผšใฃใฆ5ๅˆ†ใง็ตๅฉšใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€่ปฝใฏใšใฟใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใงใ™ใ‹่ฒดๆ–นใฏใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใงไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่ฟ”ใ™่จ€่‘‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่ฒดๅฅณใŒไฟบ...ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใŠๅ …ใ„่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใงใชใไฟบใงใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใญ? ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใงใ€ไธ€็”Ÿใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎๅ‡บไผšใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€ ็†ฑใ„่ฆ–็ทšใง็œŸๅ‰ฃใซใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใญใˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ™‚ใฏใพใ ๅญไพ›ๅญไพ›ใ—ใฆใฆๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใๆ€ใˆใŸ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€17ๆญณใจใ„ใ†ๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใซ่บซ้•ทใ‚‚180cmใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆ่ƒธๆฟใ‚‚ๅŽšใใ€็”ทๆ€งใƒ›ใƒซใƒขใƒณใ‚’ๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ ใ‚ตใ‚ค็”ทใซๅ‘Š็™ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใกใจใใ‚ใใ‚‚ใฎใŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใฎใ“ใจใงไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅ…„ใŒใ“ใ“ใพใงไธ€ไบบใฎๆ–นใซ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใฆใงใ™ใ€‚็ซ‹ๅ ดไธŠใ€ๅ…„ใฏใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๆฒขๅฑฑใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‹ใ‚‰็ง‹ๆณขใ‚’้€ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใพใŸใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ๅค–ใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใšๆ•ฐๅคšใใฎ็ธ่ซ‡ใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใพใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใŒๅ…จใฆๆ–ญใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๅ…„ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰็ตๅฉšใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‘ใ—ใฆใใฎๅ ด้™ใ‚Šใฎๆตฎใคใ„ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ใ€…ใจ่จดใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใพใ‚ไฟกใ˜ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใฉใฃใกใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจไฟกใ˜ใŸใใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹ใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€็พๅฎŸใซใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅฆปใซใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ‚Œใพใง้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฎใซ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸ็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฎใ”็†่งฃใŒๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๆ—้™ขใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’่จฑใ•ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ“ใ‚Œๅนธใ„ใซใจใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฏ้ญ”ๆ—ใซ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใŸ่ƒŒไฟก่€…ใจใ—ใฆๅปƒๅซกใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏ็ฒ›ๆธ…ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใซใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใฎไผš่ฉฑใŒๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงใใ†ใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใญใƒผใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆตใ‚Œใงๅฑใชใ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซๆคœ่จŽใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ—้™ขใ‹ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใชใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆจช้ก”ใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌๆŠœใ่บซใฎๅˆƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฑ…ไฝใพใ„ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใฆใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไปŠๅ›žใ”ๆ‹›ๅพ…ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒๆœฌ้กŒใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๅงซใซ่ฒดๆ—้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽฅ่งฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญใˆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญไปฅไธŠใซ็†ฑ็ƒˆใชๆ‹ๆ–‡ใŒใ€‚ใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใฎใ™ในใฆใฏไฟบใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่บซใใ‚‹ใฟๅ‰ฅใ„ใงๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ›ใ€ใฃใฆๅ†…ๅฎนใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€้€ฃไธญใฎ่จ€ใ„ใใ†ใชใ“ใจใ ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๅงซใฏใฉใ†ๅฏพๅฟœใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ปๅ›ฃใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆ้ฆ–้ƒฝใซๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใจๅ›ฝใฎไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใฏ็š†ๆฎบใ—ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใŸใกใฏๅˆฅใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฅฝๆ„ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใปใฉ้ž้“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€็ซ‹ใกๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใฏใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใจใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซ‹ใกๅ‘ใ‹ใ†่€…ใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใ‚‚็š†ๆฎบใ—ใงใ™ใ‹? ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚็†ไธๅฐฝใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’้ž้›ฃใ—ใŸใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใฎไฝ“ใŒใ€ใ‚ฎใƒณใƒƒ!ใจใ„ใ†้‡‘ๅฑžใŒ็ •ใ‘ใ‚‹้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅฃ้š›ใซๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใณใ€่ฝŸ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ„›็”จใฎ่–ๆ–ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใพใพๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒๆŸณ็œ‰ใ‚’ๅŠใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€ๅใๆจใฆใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใŒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใจใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎไธ€็žฌใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ‚Ÿใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฃใŒ็ •ใ‘ใ‚‹ใพใงใฎๆ•ฐ็žฌใฎ้–“ใซใ€็‰‡่„šใงใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅ…จๅœใพใง่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸๆ—ฉๆฅญใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฏ่จณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใŠใ‚ใŠใ‚ใจๅ…„ใจๅฃ้š›ใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚ŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€่’ใ„ๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใจใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใพใ‚“ใ€้ƒจไธ‹ใฎ็„ก็คผใฏไฟบใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ ใ€‚ๅนพ้‡ใซใ‚‚ใŠ่ฉซใณใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏไฟบใฎๅคงไบ‹ใช ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใใฎๅ ดใซไธก่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใงใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹......ใ€ ใใฎๅงฟใซใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใŒ็ตถๅฅใ—ใ€ๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใงไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎ็™บ่จ€ใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎ่บซใ‚’ๆกˆใ˜ใฆใฎๅฟ ไฟกใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็„ก็คผใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไธๅ•ใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซ็›ฎใงๅˆๅ›ณใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง่–ๆ–ใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’ๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใฎใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟฝใ„่จŽใกใ‚’?! ใจๆ…ŒใฆใŸใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใŒๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆ–นใฏใชใซใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ไบˆๆƒณใงใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ปฝใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅงซใฎๅฏ›ๅฎนใ•ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ‚ˆใ„ใ€ ใฎๅ…‰ใŒใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ตถๅฏพใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
Episode : The Prince Of Heroes I stood before a prince named Rumor Hero with a very uncomfortable face. The masks are undressed before we enter the room, so we stay face-to-face with each other, but I don't know... the first time I look at my face and say, "Ugh..." I know my sister Angelica and the admiration she gave me with her adorable brunette youth, well. We all react the same way. So, the sharp eyes that value the other person afterwards, I guess this is also natural if we're in each other's shoes. But then the gaze - what is this?! What's this unpleasant feeling, like exposed skin, around your chest, and around your hips, like a numekji crawling around, getting naked?!? Often a woman looks at her chest and says she can tell by a single shot that a man won't notice, but there's never been a day like today when the meaning is made! "- Brother, it's not easy to watch the lady." "Oops," the prince finally took his gaze off to Angelica's attention, hissing his eyebrows, kneeling humbly with a tame trick. "I apologize, Your Majesty. It is the third prince of the kingdom of Amitia, Asil Claude Amitia. It's a great honor to have you here today." So he took my hand in a very natural flow and mouthed it on its back. ... Shh, quick. There was no alarming hippo. Tingling, and a single eyebrow in the Life Capital (Miko and) hung for a moment and said, 'Do you want to kill me?' And he complained with his gaze, 'No, because this is a greeting from royalty/nobility or something!' And silently manages to hold it down. "I am Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) and Heavenly Lady Graceful (Tenjin), the kingdom lord of Imperial Crimson, the Demon Kingdom. I'm here today by invitation." In the meantime, I thought I should say an appropriately long name to match them, so I named myself two after the name, and I introduced myself too. Then we took our seats by introducing each other's squire, Lord Carlo, a young man whose life capital (Miko and I) Prince Ashir had dark hair and some cold atmosphere. Because I am better, Prince Ashir sat on the couch in the lower seat, and Angelica sat next to me. Behind it, each other's squire stands. "Nevertheless," as soon as he sat down, Prince Ashir glanced directly at Bok's face with cancer and said, "I heard rumors that you were a good man, but you're an endless beautiful princess who even shames the moon, His Majesty Hiyuki." I praised him with the tone that I couldn't stand the feeling, and then I went back to my true face and asked him somewhat terribly. "- Doesn't it actually look like it's from the world, and it's turning into something? "I'm looking at this as I see it. I don't have raw hatred and that kind of art. - And, Your Highness, call me usually 'Scarlet Snow' or 'Princess'. I'm used to being called there." Saying so, all three of them lowered their breasts with a relieved face. "It is! So may I continue to call you 'Sister', Master Hyuki? To Angelica's bounced voice, I had to smile and nod, "Yes, if only Angelica." I'm not saying I don't like it... Still, hey... hey, hey... Something about the dignity of a man who was about to disappear, or proof of existence, sounded like he was going gobbly and scraped off (about % disappeared the first day when he washed his body, wore bras, pants, and went to the bathroom). "Sister...? Turning to my brother, who asks back strangely, yeah nodding Angelica. "I asked you just now. Because Master Hiyuki really feels like 'sister' even when we're talking! Ah, hey, does it feel like it? I wonder if it's time for less ammo left... "... Hmm, your sister. - Princess Hyuki." Something was wrong, Prince Achill thought with a difficult face, and he looked at me with his frighteningly serious eyes. "What is it? "Me... no, why don't you marry me? - Zulu!! Prince Asil and three other people besides Angelica stuck together. "Maa! Brother, it's a good idea. That way, I can call you" Sister-in-law "with dignity! No, no, no, I don't care where I get doomed like I discovered a Columbus egg like that, how do I get to such a blown up thought?! "Are you stupid, you are!?" It's an array against a prince of a country, but I didn't mean to scream like that. So, it's usually something to look disgusted when your own husband is cursed in front of you, but when you see your squire Sir Carlo nodding yeah in the back, maybe this hand statement is a crack and a daily tea meal. You're struggling. So is he. "... is that stupid? It is no exaggeration to say that a beautiful man (handsome) who attracts people's attention, who is close to redhead, has an endless - elegant and wild flavor at the same time - I answered chewing and including him, wondering why I had to explain such a simple thing to Prince Achill, who brings a question mark to his face. "Look, as things stand, this country doesn't recognize our country as a nation. It is precisely because our country is a nation made up of demons that there can be no further legal solution in the future than the fact that the human side does not recognise human similar rights to demons. Not to mention that I'm a demon, so between me and you, there's no way I can legally marry you! Yeah, nodding life capital and Sir Carlo, but if you're the prince at heart, "The only way to get there is for the two of us to nurture love and convince our surroundings. What if, by fact, marriage, you mean making one or two of your children first? I've made another diagonal suggestion. Oh my God, I'm having a baby. Because it's not like a bat can carry it or take it in a pumpkin field. So you and this prince work hard at night to encourage..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Irrational. Just a few remaining soles became embankments and showed physiological rejection. "... raw hate and I'm going to keep my clean body until I get married, so I can't get on with that proposal" Refusing gently, Angelica also nodded with fierce momentum. "That's right. Your brother takes marriage too lightly! "- Or at the point of meeting and having a marriage in five minutes, though I think it's a lightning bolt itself." Are you stupid? You add in that tone. "I don't have a word to give back when you say that, but that's all you got me... oh, not the hard way to say it anymore, but me, okay? It was such a fateful encounter for me, and I don't think I'd mind spending the rest of my life." I don't care if they say that seriously with a hot gaze. Hey, some parts of me still seemed childish and cute when I was Joey, but even though I was years old and I was over 80 cm tall and my chest plate was thick, and I was confessed to a musai guy releasing male hormones from all over my body, I don't have anything to do with it sometimes. "Sister, it may well be that suddenly things are unbelievable, but this is the first time I've seen my brother get so serious about one person. From a standpoint, my brother was sent Autumn Wave by a lot of women and also brought in a number of friendships, both domestic and international, all of which I refuse. This is the first time that that brother has spoken of marriage from himself. Can you just believe that it's not a floating feeling on the spot? Angelica sued me. Uh-huh. Not that I don't believe it. I don't want to believe it one way or another, I wonder if that feels like it. "Nevertheless, Your Highness, it will not be possible to make His Majesty Hiyuki his wife in reality." Until then Sir Carlo, who remained silent, opened his mouth. "The House of Lords will not allow it, even if the understanding of the royal people, starting with His Majesty, has been obtained. On the contrary, fortunately, the Prince will be subject to abolition, or solemnity, as a treacherous man who sold his soul to the Demon Nation. - Or that's what happens when the conversation here just leaks." Uh, well, think about it normally. Right. Yeah. I was about to seriously consider it with some flow. "House of Lords? You're in the way everywhere, they are." The side of Prince Asil, who said so, looked like a blade for a moment. Then I corrected my residence and turned this way again. "- Speaking of which, this time I invited you, this was supposed to be the point, but did you have any contact with Princess Hyuki from the House of Lords? When asked, I shrugged my shoulder. "There was. Hey, more enthusiastic love sentences than Prince Asil. It said," Everything about you is mine, so give it away with a peel. " "Yeah, that's what they're gonna say. So how does Princess Hyuki intend to be dealt with? "Will you attack the capital with your legions and kill all those who resist and the upper echelons of the country? - Yeah, except you guys. Because you're not outrageous enough to kill someone you like. Well, unless you come up against me." Breathtaking Angelica and Sir Carlo for that word. "Regardless of who stands up to you, do you kill all the upper echelons too? I think it's too unreasonable." Unexpectedly - Sir Carlo's body denounced me in such a tone, gimp! blown up on the wall with the sound of the metal crushing, and was roared and tapped. When did you take it out, the Life Capital hoisted the willow brow with its favorite cane in place and threw it away. And his eyes saw the prince Asil, who had risen at some point, and the broken sword that was held in his hand. At that moment, in an attempt to take the blow of the Capital of Life, which was supposed to take Sir Carlo's life, I realized I couldn't take it, and in the few moments before the sword was crushed, the early work of kicking Sir Carlo to the safe zone with one leg would only have seemed to me and the Capital of Life. Naturally, Angelica doesn't know why, she just compares it to Sir Carlo, who has a rough breath, sitting on the wall with her grate and brother. "I'm sorry, I'm responsible for my men's disrespect. Let's apologize multiple times. But this is a dear friend of mine, why don't you just help me with my life? That's what I said. On both knees on the spot, Prince Achill lowering his head. "... so, Your Highness..." Sir Carlo ceased to appear, chewing his lips and looking down. "In my statement, it would be disrespect from my loyalty to Prince Asil and Princess Angelica. I will not ask." Then when I signaled with my eyes to the Capital of Life, I directed the tip of the Holy Cane towards Sir Carlo, who remained fallen, feeling like a shabu-shabu. Angelica, who panicked, took a seat, but I wonder what Prince Ashir would do. I lowered my head gently. "... thank the princess for her indulgence" The healing (heel) light enveloped Sir Carlo's entire body. ... Oh, good! If this was Heaven's Eve or Engraving, I would have definitely killed you no matter how much you did.
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50ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆไปฅไธŠใงใชใŠใ‹ใคใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใซใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—็‰ฉใฎๆ‰€ๆœ‰ๆจฉใŒ็งป่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใพใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ้™ใ‚Šใงใฏใ€ใพใ HPใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใฃใฆใ‚คใ‚จใƒญใƒผใซใ‚‚้”ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใชใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๅ…จๆป…ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎๅนธ้‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผ(ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏPT)ใซๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๅพ—ใฆใ—ใฆใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ ดๅˆใซใ€ใƒฌใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ–ใฎๅธธใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงๆณฃใใซๆณฃใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€ไปฎใซHPใŒๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๅ…จๆป…ใ—ใ€ 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)ใฏๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใซๆดž็ชŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใฎ่ง’ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ€ๆบถๅฒฉใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅทใซๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸๅฒฉใฎๆฉ‹ใ‚’้€šใฃใฆใ€็›ฎๆจ™โ€•โ€•ๅฐๅญฆๆ กใฎไฝ“่‚ฒ้คจใปใฉใฎๅบƒ้–“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ๅปบใฆใฎๅฎถใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๆฃน็ซ‹ใกใ—ใŸ่ง’ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸๅทจๅคงใช็†Šใจใ€ใใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซ5~6้ ญใ„ใ‚‹็œทๅฑžใฎ้ป’็†Šใ€ใใ—ใฆๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅดใฎ้€š่ทฏใซๅŠใฐ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ‡Œใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹3ไบบใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅบƒๅ ดใฎไธญใซใฏไป–ใซ2ไบบใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใฎไธŠใซๆญปไบกใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ณใƒณใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅƒ•ใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅๅฏพๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‘ใŒ่ฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ็ช็„ถ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ข้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๆ•ฐ็ง’ๆฒˆ้ป™ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใ็ ดใ‚Œใ‹ใถใ‚Œใฎ่ชฟๅญใงใ€PTใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ‰ฃๅฃซใŒใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ“ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•้ ผใ‚€ใ€‚ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ้›‘้ญšใงใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ‚ฟใ‚ฒใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅฃใซใชใฃใฆใพใ™ใฎใงใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใใฎ้–“ใซๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ„›็”จใฎใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ‰ใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ซใƒผใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€ใƒ’ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ทใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่บใ‚Šๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚ฟใ‚ฒ(ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆ)ใŒใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎPTใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๅ›žใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ้€ฃ็ถš็ชใใ‚’ ใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‚ฟใ‚ฒใ‚’PTใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅค‰ใˆใฆใ€้‡ๆฉŸใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ไธกๆ–นใฎ็ˆชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใƒ’ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ทใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใงใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ”ใจใใชใ‚‰็ง’ๆฎบใงใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใจๆจชๆฎดใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไปฅ้™ใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใ‚ฒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๅฐ‚ๅฟตใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€็ชฎๅœฐใ‚’่„ฑใ—ใŸใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๅˆๅฟƒ่€…PTใฎๆ–นใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใŸ ใ€Œใพใšใฏๅ›žๅพฉใซๅฐ‚ๅฟตใ—ใฆ! ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏๅพŒๅ›žใ—ใ !ใ€ ๆ‰‹้š›ใฎๆ‚ชใ„ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณๆŒใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚5ๅ€‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไฝฟใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ‚“ใพใ›ใ‚“ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณๆŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚‰ๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐๆญปใ‚“ใ ้€ฃไธญ็”จใซ ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใช็ญ”ใˆใซ็ตถๅฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฏๅพ€ๅนดใฎUO็จ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใฉใใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจใ—ใฆใฏๆญปไบกใƒšใƒŠใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚็‰นใซ ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚ŠใซๅŽšใ‹ใพใ—ใ„ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใซใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚ญใƒฌใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใ†่ง’ใŒ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ–ญใ‚ใ†ใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ใพใŸใฎใ‚ชใƒผใƒ—ใƒณใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใชใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ฝใƒญใชใ‚“ใฆ็ใ—ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ 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ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพ่ปฝใๅฑ…็œ ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ็”ทใฏๅคขใฎไธญใง่ฟฝ่ตฐใ—ใŸใ€ๅœจใ‚Šใ—ๆ—ฅใฎใชใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅ˜ฒๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ (......็ตๅฑ€ใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€ๆกˆใฎๅฎšBOSSใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใงใ€Ž ๆ‰€ๆœ‰ๆจฉใŒ่ชฐใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใงใ‚ฐใƒ€ใ‚ฐใƒ€ใซใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณไพกๆ ผใ‚ˆใ‚Š้šๅˆ†ใจ้ซ˜ใ‚ใซ่ฒทๅ–ใ‚’ๆๆกˆใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใง่ฒทใ„ๅ–ใฃใฆ5ไบบๅ…จๅ“กใซๅ‡็ญ‰ใซไปฃ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ไธธใๅŽใพใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใฏใ„ใพใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎใ€Ž ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใใฎๅพŒใŒ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ ่–ๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใŒใ‚ฎใƒซใƒžใ‚นใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ€้€ฃไธญใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใจใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆๆ–ญใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใคใ“ใ้ ผใฟ่พผใ‚“ใง่พŸๆ˜“ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใฃใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€ใฏ30ไบบ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไธญ่ฆๆจกใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆ็ต„ใงๆง‹ๆˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚็ˆตไฝๆŒใกใŒ5ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ถ…ๆœ‰ๅใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใ€‚ ็ท‹้›ชๆœฌไบบใฏใฉใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใŒๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‹ใ—ใงๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ•ทๅฑ…ใฎไฝŽใ„ๆ‰€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใ€ใปใผๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’้€€ไผšใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใใ‚‰ใ„็ตใณไป˜ใใŒๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๆ‹’ใพใšใงใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๆœ€ๅคงใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฆใƒใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใงใ‹ใ„ใ ใ‘ใงๅ›ฃ็ตใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๆ‰ใ‚ไบ‹ใฏๅง‹็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅ่ชฐใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใŒ้€€ไผšใ—ใฆใŸใ—......ๆญฃ็›ดใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ็พจใพใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็พจใพใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏ็ท‹้›ชๆœฌไบบใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใชใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฝ“ไบ‹ใฎไฟบใฏใ€ๅฐฑ่ทใซๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใใฎๅพŒไฝ•ๅนดใ‚‚ๅฎถใงใ ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚‰ใจใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€็พๅฎŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใง......ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใฏไฟบใจๆญฃๅๅฏพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไฝ™็จ‹่พ›ใ„ไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใซใ€ใšใฃใจๅ‰ๅ‘ใใงๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏ......ใ€‚ ใตใฃ......ใจใ€ๅคขใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ„ใคใซใ‚‚ใชใๆ„Ÿๅ‚ท็š„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่‡ช่ฆšใ—ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€ไธ€ใคใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใจใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบŒใคใฎๆฐดๆ™ถ็ƒ(ๅ†…ๅดใซใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใ€ใจใ€Ž็ดซใ€ใฎ็‚Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…‰ใŒๆบใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ใ‚’ใ€ใ—ใฐใ—ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ปฝใๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๆฐดๆ™ถใฏ็ฉบไธญใซใƒฌใƒผใƒซใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใฎใพใพ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซๅฃ้š›ใซ่จญ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹็‡ญๅฐใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๅฐใฎไธŠใซใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ท‹้›ชใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€้€ฃไธญใŒไบบ่ณชใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏ็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ€ ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใชใ„็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใช้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใงๆบถใ‘ใฆๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚
Tabernacle Rose Envy Conversations in open chat came from across the aisle. "Wow, the Bear (Pruteau Bear) linked! "I'm already HP Red. We have to go back to death." "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! My opponent's HP hasn't even gone to the attention area (Yellow Zone) yet, but if it gets tagged, it'll be a lot harder than ever. " "... even if I say nako, they're already two dead, and the three of us can't be gay." "It's fatal not to have a battered character (tank). It's my first boss fight." Based on the conversation, it looks like the five-man PT is currently engaged with the dungeon boss "The Haunted Bear" in this "Burning Labyrinth". And two of them are already in death, supported by the remaining three - but I guess total annihilation is only a matter of time. I figured out what was wrong with me when I listened to the conversation without trying to. This "Burning Labyrinth" is a dungeon that is not so challenging, with intermediate-level players attacking together PT, among the dungeons with mountains in "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" (operations have announced that there are at least dungeons that are currently discovered but still undiscovered). It's just that Rare Drop's "Ghost Slash Maru (Auga Stroke)" (with a positive correction for unattributed weapons and ghost based Mob (Monster)) is pretty high performance as a weapon in this level band, and even when advanced, it's enough to treasure for a while, so players from intermediate to advanced positions regularly put together PTs, or high level players for resale purposes are single (solo) and caged to kill ghost bears (Auga Bear) - a so-called "boss stick" act that they say doesn't make them look very good, but systematically and ruleswise, it's acceptable (not subject to punishment) - so a novice (Newbie) smelling player could run into BOSS (count) from a view like them, which would be nothing but a fluke. That said, total annihilation seems imperative if it stays this way. If it were so wiped out, there wouldn't be a hobbyist who would bother to leave the handy BOSS alone between saving P and their return to death with an MMORPG that would deprive each other of limited resources. Anyway, the game system is supposed to transfer ownership of the drops to the last damage inflicted, at least percent of the damage inflicted/HP. And from what I've just heard of the conversation, it looks like we haven't even reached yellow by cutting half of our HP yet, so if they are wiped out here, then the luck of the cause will also be taken away by the players (or PTs) who have come since. Also, I can't cry because it is common in the world for rare items to be dropped when I get them. Also, assuming they were wiped out with their HP shredded by more than half and the ghost bear (Auga Bear) abandoned, there wouldn't be a new ghost bear (Auga Bear) to not kill him first than the BOSS is a springtime, so the player I found would be efficient to get ready for next. In other words, if you're a normal player, it's easier to avoid them because even if they're wiped out, it's often "still an experience" and watching them live and warm... or if you get involved poorly, "whipping" - which later clings to a monster where someone is fighting first, and is generally considered an act of bad manners as well as "boss sticking" where you attack ahead - and being received and caught up in trouble. (That said, I don't know where or who's watching. Can't you just shut up and watch) For better or worse, I sighed in front of the monitor when I saw my identity (avatar). Worldwide, I go by the image of myself in "a warm, gentle, well cared for, reliable advanced person" - even if that's just a deception that distracts me from the reality (real) of being a toad in the nite by satisfying my novice appreciated and cheesy self-esteem in a virtual reality - no, that's why I have to play myself off even more like that. I (the Avatar) went through the corners of a dungeon that was cavernous on a small run, through a rocky bridge on a river with lava flowing, and confirmed my goal - a giant bear with a raised horn, about a little two-story house, in a halfway house about the elementary school gymnasium, and a black bear with five or six dependents around it, and three players halfway across the aisle, who were abusing the attack. Two other players have fallen inside the square, and there is an icon floating above them that indicates death. I spoke to them from the other side of the room, over the ghost bear (Auga Bear) turning my back here. "Uh, excuse me. If you need help, can I help you? All of a sudden they were told they must have eaten too, after a few seconds of silence, in somewhat torn shape, a human swordsman like PT's leader, replied. "- Please. You can have the miscellaneous fish around you, so you can take the tage! "No, it's been on the wall for a while now, so please all recover in the meantime" I pull out my favorite swordbreaker as I say, and leap out with a heater shield in place. Totally Tage (Target) is on the PT over there, so he quickly puts a continuous poke in the back of the ghost bear (Auga Bear) as he slowly turns behind him. The ghost bear (Auga Bear), whose gakuri and HP bars have fallen and become an area of attention (yellow zone) at once, has just switched the tage from PT to this one, wielding both nails that are as heavy as the heavy machinery. Guard with a heater shield with this in your hand. To be clear, if you're a ghost bear (Auga Bear), you can kill seconds, but any more of this could be seen as a tyranny if you do extra damage, so after that, you'll be focusing on not doing any handouts and even taking a tag. On the other hand, he's a beginner PT who seemed to have taken off his predicament, but he's got his hands full to deal with the linked Bear (Pruteau Bear), and he seems to be lagging behind on his key recovery. "Focus on recovery first! Attack is behind us! I skipped directions to them that were not handy and they returned an incredible answer. "I don't have a heel potion." "I only had five, too, so run out of them" "Excuse me. If I had a potion, could you share it with me? If possible, two resuscitation pills (elixirs) for the dead guys would help." I'm stuck with the answer to not much, if I may say so. Even though this "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" are not as good as previous years' UOs, the death penalty is pretty high for the game as it has been. Especially resuscitation pills (lizapo) are expensive items that cannot be given to strangers. Even for a beginner (Newby), a third party open chat went in again, putting up with a request that seemed too thick, and thinking about how to turn it down so that the corners wouldn't stand. "Is that it? What are you doing here? Besides, solos are rare." A brunette little girl (avatar) in a blooming black dress with rose blossoms, grasping a graceful translucent long sword, just walked in through the entrance where I came in. My lips broke unexpectedly to the appearance of that player, who looked familiar, without having to see the name displayed above my head. "Mr. Scarlet Snow. Just the right place. Excuse me, but could you please resuscitate the players that are rolling around there and recover from them in the back? "Fine....... What, developing guild rookies? He handily perfectly resuscitates (lizalection) people rolling like frozen tuna as he says it - more than a species called the Bloodsucking Princess, in "E. H. O" and "Eternal Horizon Online" he is the "Virgin" of the rare profession - she (he?). "No, I was going to have more high heel P's for my next dragon hunt, and I just came to pick up some 'flame flowers' here. So I accidentally wanted to go through a pinch, so I'm just being a wall player. - Mr. Scarlet Snow, why are you here again? "Well, people are still good ~. I just came down here to take a look, wondering if there's a dungeon here at the venue of the next Guild Event at the end of the month's" Doki Swimsuit Games full of guys (maybe some polories) ". By the way, it's a swimsuit exclusively for male characters, and I plan to hunt bears with just a leather whip. I'm a healer when I say I have to." "... are you a bear hunter with the weakest weapon? You like Jen Que the same way." Scarlet Snow layers auxiliary magic (buffs) on all PTs who have fully recovered from both HP and MP while talking. "Awesome." I've never seen a Virgin before. "I've never even seen so many icons lined up" Speak up to the blatant people. "This will be enough backup. I want you all killed right now." So the group of five, who had returned to me, stood up to the ghost bear (Auga Bear) at once with their own weapons. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ At some point, he slept lightly while sitting in a chair. The man chased away in his dreams, remembering the unspeakable event of the day of his presence, and smiled with self-derision. (... After that, there was "Ghost Slash Maru (Auga Stroke)" on the advice BOSS drop, and that beginner (Newby) PT made a note on the big note) Where ownership became Gdagda by whom, though Scarlet Snow managed to fit round by proposing to buy well above the auction price, buying it out on the spot and paying for all five equally. Does Scarlet Snow still have the "Ghost Slash Maru (Auga Stroke)" from that time? Or maybe I just reselled it.... Well, it doesn't matter. Speaking of which, you stinked after that. Knowing that Scarlet Snow, the Virgin, was Gilmouth, they were persevering in asking her to open up, no matter how many times she refused, in an attempt to get her into her guild. If you're a person who knows the "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" guild situation at all, it's something you don't talk about, such as reckless things - something like "Three Hairy Cat Footsteps (Over There)" is a super famous guild that consists mostly of a Kanst group, but also has five titles, while there are about 0 medium guilds. I don't know what Scarlet Snow herself thought, but it wasn't a low-lying place for beginners to chill in. On top of that, the ties were strong enough that almost everyone didn't leave the guild until the end. You basically didn't refuse to come, as opposed to us, who was called the biggest guild at some point. There was no such thing as solidarity just being big, splitting into several groups and rubbing all the time, and someone withdrew from the club every day...... to be honest, I envied the scarlet snow place. No, I was probably jealous of Scarlet Snow himself. That party of mine just played sloppy games at home after years of failing to get a job and don't look at reality... but he was the opposite of me. I've lived an extra hard life than I have, but I've always been positive and bright. So I... Phew... and the man, aware that it was because of his dreams or that he was becoming sentimental at no time, sighed one and threw two crystal spheres (the flaming light of 'silver' and 'purple' shaking inside) that he had in his hand, staring often, then gently against the wall. The crystal rode perfectly on the platform, as if there were rails in the air, like a candlestick installed straight on the wall. "... I don't know if they'll be hostages to Scarlet Snow, but let them live for now" The whining man's words melted and disappeared in an inorganic room where no one was present.
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ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฃฎใฎไธญใ€‚ใใ“ใ ใ‘ๆœจใ‚‚่ตทไผใ‚‚ใชใ„ใƒ†ใƒ‹ใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅบƒๅ ดโ€•โ€•่Š็”Ÿใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่‰ใซ็”ŸใˆใŸ่‰ๅœฐโ€•โ€•ใซๅฏ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’่ตทใ“ใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅ…จ่บซใซ็ฒ˜ๆถฒ่ณชใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใŒไป˜็€ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€่‰ใซๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่บซๅ‹•ใใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒชใƒขใƒใซๅผ•ใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸๅฐๅ‹•็‰ฉใ‹ใ„!?ใ€ ใใ†่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใซใƒขใƒŽใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆๅผ•ใๅƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใƒˆใƒชใƒขใƒใ‚‚่‰ใ‚‚ใƒ“ใ‚ฏใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ็„ก็†ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚ŒใฐใŸใ ใฎๅธƒ่ฃฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฏ็ ดใ‚Œใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚‰้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ (ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใซ็„ก้ง„ใซ้•ทใ„้ซชใฏ้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡)ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๆ‰‹่ถณใฎ็ด ่‚Œ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ๆ„Ÿ่ฆš็š„ใซ่…•ๅŠ›ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎ้€šใ‚Šใฎใ‹ๅผฑใ„ๅฅณใฎๅญใซใชใฃใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎไธป่ฆณใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€้ก˜ๆœ›ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€ ็†ๆƒณใฏๅฏๆ†ใชไน™ๅฅณใ‹!?! ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅคขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏใ€‚ ใ€‹ใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆๆ‰€ๅœจไธๆ˜Žใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚‚ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚ใ€ใคใ„ใงใซ้™ธ้ฏจๆœฌไฝ“ใ‚‚็›ฎใฎๅฑŠใ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใซใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽ’ๆณ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใŒใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ใˆใฆ่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไนพใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใใ€ ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใง็ตๆง‹ใชๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็ตŒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ„ใคใพใง็ตŒใฃใฆใ‚‚่’ผ็ฉนใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๆ˜ฅใฎ้™ฝๆฐ—ใฎใพใพใชใฎใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅคขใฎไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่„ณๅคฉๆฐ—ใชๅฅดใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‘ใฉใ€็”Ÿ็†็พ่ฑกใจใ‹ใฉใƒผใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡......?ใ€ ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใใ“ใใ“็ฉบ่…นใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใŸใ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็ŠถๆณใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ“ใ“ใงใ˜ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ......ใจๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธๆ„ใซๆฑ—ใจๅžขใจ็ฃ่‡ญใŒๆททใ˜ใฃใŸไธๅฟซใช่‡ญใ„ใŒ่ฟ‘ใใฎๆฃฎใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆผ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚“ใ‚“ใฃ......?ใ€ ใฉใฃใ‹ใงๅ—…ใ„ใ ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช......ใจใ€่จ˜ๆ†ถใ‚’ใพใ•ใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€ๅฐๆžใ‚’ใธใ—ๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใ€ไธ‹่‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใƒ–ใ‚ฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ–ใ‚ฆใƒ–ใ‚ฆ!!?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ–ใƒข~~~!!!ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ๅ„ใ€…้ ญใซ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—(็พๅฎŸใฎ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ ใจใ€ๆทฑใ„็ดซ่‰ฒใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒžใ‚ธใงๅขจใ‚’ๅก—ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใช่‰ฒใงใ‚ใฃใŸ)ใ‚’ไธ€่ผชใšใคๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„่…ฐ่“‘ไธ€ไธใฎ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใใ€ไธ‹็•Œใซใ„ใ‚‹้‡Ž็”Ÿใฎ ใฏใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ็†็Ÿฅ็š„ใงๆธ…ๆฝ”ๅฅฝใใชใฎใง(ใคใ„ใงใซๆœใ‚‚็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ๅคฑๅฟตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใƒ–ใƒ›ใƒƒใƒ–ใƒ›ใƒƒใƒ–ใƒ›ใƒ›โ™ก!!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๅœฐ้ขใซๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ— ใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๆ€งๆฌฒใจ้ฃŸๆฌฒใฎๆจฉๅŒ–ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚ใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใฏไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†??? ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ€‚ๅฅ‡ใ—ใใ‚‚ๆ€งๆฌฒใจ้ฃŸๆฌฒใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ๅฅๅœจใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆถŽใ‚’ใƒ€ใƒฉใƒ€ใƒฉใจๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ ใŸใกใŒๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญขใพใ‚Œใฃใ€ ใ€(ๅฏพ่ฑกใซไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’ใชใใ™ใ“ใจใŒๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฎๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ)ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ้ซ˜ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏ้€š็”จใ—ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ„ใพใจใชใฃใฆใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซใŠใ„ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ้ซ˜ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใฉใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆไธ‹็ดšใฎ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใฏๆ—ฉ่จˆใงใ€ใพใฃใŸใๆฐ—ใซใ—ใŸ้ขจใ‚‚ใชใ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡......ใชใ‚“ใงใ‡!?!ใ€ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅคขใฎไธญใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅˆถ้™ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆๅ†็พใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ‚ˆ?! ใ€Ž ่ฆšใˆใฆใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ธใƒง~~ใ‚ค!?! ใ€Œใ‚ใปใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰~~~ใฃ!!!ใ€ ใŸใกใŒๅฑˆใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ไธ€ๅŒนใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅŒนใŒๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ€ไธ€ๅŒนใŒ่†ใงไธก่ถณใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒœใ‚ฆใƒœโ™ชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒโ™ชใ€ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ขใƒใ‚ขโ™ชโ™ชใ€ ใใฎใพใพ่พ›ๆŠฑๅ ชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ใ€ใŠ่“ๅญใฎๅŒ…่ฃ…ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใใฟใŸใ„ใซใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใงๅ‰ฅใŽๅ–ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸๅˆน้‚ฃโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ‚„ใƒผใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใ้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใใŸ่ฃ‚ๅธ›ใฎๆฐ—ๅˆใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ไธ€้™ฃใฎ็–พ้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃๅฃซโ€•โ€•่บซใฎไธˆใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใƒ–ใƒขใƒผใƒƒ?!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ่จณใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใซ้ฆ–ใกใ‚‡ใ‚“ใฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ ใŸใกใŒใ€้ฉšๆ„•ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฎใพใพ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใกใฎ้ ญใซๅ’ฒใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใฎ่Šฑใณใ‚‰ใŒใ€ใใฎ่กๆ’ƒ(?)ใงไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆ•ฃใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไฝ“ใŒใƒ”ใƒฅใ‚ฆใƒ”ใƒฅใ‚ฆ่ก€ใ‚’ๅนใๅ‡บใ—ใฆ ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€่ก€ใจๅค‰ใชๆถฒไฝ“ๅก—ใ‚ŒใซใชใฃใŸ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ„ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ? ไฟบใŒใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ ใ€ ใใ†็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ? โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ๅฏๅ“€ๆƒณใซใ€‚ใพใšใฏไฟบใฎๆ‹ ็‚นใธ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใใ“ใงไฝ“ใ‚’ๆด—ใฃใฆ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚ไฟ่ญทใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใซๆœใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใŽๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่ˆใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใฎใ‹ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจ่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ€‚ ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒžใƒณใƒˆใงไฝ“ใ‚’้š ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ไผใ›ใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒ–ใƒซ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅงฟใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใ‚นใƒžใ‚คใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่ปขใ€็—›ใพใ—ๆฐ—ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใฉใ“ใ‹ใธๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒญใ‚คใƒณใŒ็ตถไฝ“็ตถๅ‘ฝใฎใƒ”ใƒณใƒใฎๆ™‚ใซใ€้ขฏ็ˆฝใจ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ๅ‡บๆฅ้ŽใŽใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“? ไฝ•ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ?ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„้ขจใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎใ€ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ•ใฃใใพใงใฎๆๆ€–ใจๅฑˆ่พฑใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็”ฆใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จ้ƒจๅ›ใฎไป•่พผใฟ! ใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒใƒณใƒ—ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽใƒผใƒผใƒผใฃ!!!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ก”้ขใซไธ€็ง’้–“ใซๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ”พใคใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Outside Adventurers Dream Of A Newlywed When you notice and open your eyes, in the woods. That's all I slept in a square about a tennis court with no trees or ups and downs - a lawn-like grass growing on one side. If you look up, the sky of Aotearoa (Pecan) is spreading everywhere. I tried to wake up my upper body for now, but there was mucus fluid all over my body, sticking to the grass and I can barely get around. "Are you a little animal caught in a tri-mochi?!?" Yes, I put a scratch in my condition, and I tried to force myself to stand up, but if I were normal, I wouldn't let Stats say things and pull a thousand times off. Trimochi, grass, or freak. Wedding dresses that are just made of fabric if you can't do any more are torn, and if you do poorly, your hair is going to be damaged (long hair for nothing at times like this gets in the way). The bare skin parts of the hands and feet alone do not move in the first place. I don't know...... it feels like my arm strength has turned out to be the weak girl it looks like. "... I guess there's also Joey's subjectivity around here, or his aspirations in it" Is the ideal a poor maiden!?! I wonder how much you dream of me, are you? Then even if we were to disconnect, at some point the Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Rey) is also out of hand and unknown. And Joey, Mr. Meer, Fiore, and finally the land whale body are out of sight. After that, I dared not think about where it had been excreted from and what this liquid was and looked up at the sky. "... I wonder if I can take it when it's dry" Either that or I feel like a good amount of time has passed in this world, but I guess it's still in Joey's dream that the Ethereal Dome remains a sprawling spring cheer. "'Cause he's a brain-weather guy." It's easy to understand. "But I wonder what's going on with the menstrual phenomenon...? I've been feeling hungry there because of my mind, but maybe I just feel that way because of my senses. I wonder if I'll just have to sit here until things change for now...... The moment I think about it, an unpleasant smell of a mixture of sweat, dirt and beast odor drifted from the nearby woods. "- Hmm...? It's like I've smelled it somewhere... and it's faster than snagging my memory, snapping twigs, tearing up the sesame grass, "- Boo?" "Buuuuuuuu!!?" "Bumo ~ ~!!!" For some reason, a frigid lumbar pig ghost (oak) appeared on each head with black tulips (real black tulips, deep purple, but this was a black color, as seriously inked) blooming round after round. "... oh, the wild pig ghost in the lower realm (oak) ah" Although the pig ghost (oak) in the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson was basically a sensible and clean lover (and finally wearing clothes as well), the pig ghost (oak) in this world is basically a naked tribe, and the intelligent one has grown hair on chimpanzees, too. "" "Buhobhobhobhohoho โ™ก!!" " Tulip pig ghosts (oaks) thriving on finding me stranded on the ground. At last, the front of the waist was also very exciting. Because wild pig ghosts (oaks) are basically the rights to lust and appetite. But what is that tulip??? "-Ma, but. Oddly enough, I found that lust and appetite survive in this world." Pork ghosts (oaks) come for a small run as they pour their covetousness down towards me sighing. "Stop." Turning my gaze as I slept toward them, I unleashed The Devil's Eye (Evil Eye) (the unique skill of a blood-sucking princess who can eliminate her will to attack by using it on a subject). It doesn't work for people who are higher level than I am, but now there are no other people in this world who are higher level than me. Pretty much every junior pig ghost (oak) time. I thought it was early, and without the wind I cared about at all, the pig ghosts (orcs) ran over to me with a look insane in their lust! "Hey... why!?!" That's true. I know this place is in Joey's dreams and my abilities are limited, but Joey should be able to replicate some of my skills he's seen?! "The Eye of the Devil (Evil Eye)" is fine even in front of Joey, he showed it often! You don't remember, or you don't understand the content of your skills, Jo ~ ~ y!?! "Ahora ~ ~!!!" At the same time as he unleashed his evil state, the pig ghosts (oaks) bent around me, whose nose was rough, holding my right hand, the other holding my left hand, and the other holding both feet with his knees. "Guhagaha" "Ha-ha-ha." I just have to be patient. "Ghahhhhhhhhhhh!!" I start peeling off my wedding dress with three pieces, like I peel off the sweet packaging. As if to mock my resistance like that, the pig ghosts (orcs) look down at my naked whole body with lusty eyes and salivate. A different, mucous liquid dripping from the edge of his mouth fell all over his body, trembling unconsciously from his physiological disgust. I don't have to be explained what's going to happen. "Bumo!" Tears flow from my eyes. The moment I thought so... "Yikes!! With the mood of rift that echoed from anywhere, the swordsman appeared like a wind for a while - with a great sword (Great Sword) as long as his height, and Joey with his legendary brave gear and cloak wrapped around him, as he flew over to the scene, he cut off the neck of three pig ghosts (oaks) whose situation was uncharted and flashing with a side-by-side blow. "" "Bumo?!" " Pork ghosts (orcs) with little explanation die with a stunned look on their faces. The black tulip petals that were blooming on the heads of the pig ghosts (oaks) rolling on the ground shocked (?) and scattered simultaneously. Joey looked down at me with blood and a strange liquid coating, making sure the rest of his body bled out. "Are you all right, Hyuki? You can rest assured I'm here." So refreshingly, he took off his cape and fluttered into my bare body. ............ "Hmm? What's going on, Hyuki? - Oh, you were scared. Poor thing. Let's go to my base first. Wash your body there... Oh, yeah, don't worry, Mr. Meer and Fiore are also protecting you" I was able to get up naturally, whether it was dry or because the pig ghost (oak) stripped me of my clothes and licked me. He lays down on his face hiding his body in the cape he receives, and Joey flicks from a refreshing smile to a painful look at me, saying so and trying to take my hand and lead him somewhere. "... the timing is too good..." "- Hmm?" "I don't care what you think about heroin appearing refreshed when it's a pinch of absolute desperation..." "Hmm? What are you talking about, Hyuki? Joey's fears and humiliation of leaning his neck in the wind I seriously don't know, all at once resurrected to his deliberate attitude, and I was so angry, "It's all yours! It would be a match pump you son of a bitch!!!" They fired seventeen shots a second in Joey's face.
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โ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใจ็Ž‹ๅฅณๆง˜ใฏๅนธใ›ใซๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใจใ•ใ€‚ใ‚ใงใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚ใงใŸใ—ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚ซใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใซใฏ้Žฎ้ญ‚ใฎ้˜ใŒ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไบบใ€…ใฏใ€่€ใ„ใ‚‚่‹ฅใใ‚‚ไฟฏใ„ใฆๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใซๆตธใ‚Šใ€ๆ™‚ใŸใพ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎๆ–น่ง’ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๆ•ฌๆ„›ใ—ใŸใใฎ้ญ‚ใŒใ€ๅฎ‰ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅคฉไธŠใธใจๅฐŽใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใซ้ก˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ‰ใซ่จญใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็Œฎ่Šฑๅฐใซใฏใ€ๅ›ฝๅ†…ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰้›†ใฃใŸๅคšใใฎๅผ”ๅ•ๅฎขใŒ้•ท่›‡ใฎๅˆ—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ๅ„่‡ชใŒๆŒๅ‚ใ—ใŸ่ŠฑๆŸใ‚’ไพ›ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ™่€…ใ€้™ใ‹ใซ็ž‘็›ฎใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎไฟกใšใ‚‹็ฅžใซ็ฅˆใ‚‹่€…ใ€ใใฎ่กŒใ„ใฏๆง˜ใ€…ใ ใŒใ€ๆญป่€…ใ‚’ๆ‚ผใ‚€ใใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅ…จๅ“กใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€ŒใŠไผฝๅ™บใฎใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใฟใŸใ„ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใฃใŸใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†่พ›ๆฐ—่‡ญใ„ใฎใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ‹ใชใ‚ขใƒฌใฏใ€ไบบใŒ้ป™ใฃใฆ็ž‘็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้šฃใงใ€Žใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ็ฅžใ‚ˆใ“ใฎ็ฉขใ‚Œใชใ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๅพกๅพก่จฑใซ...ใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚ดใƒใƒฃใ‚ดใƒใƒฃๅ”ฑใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„็ฅžใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–ใซๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ตทใ“ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฏใšใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚? ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒไฟกๅฅ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ็ฅžใฏๅงซโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชๆง˜ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใฃใ€‚ใใƒผใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒซใƒˆ้›†ๅ›ฃใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใ€ ็Œฎ่Šฑใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใซ็™ฝใฎใ‚ฏใƒฌใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’็”จใ„ใŸ้ป’ใฎใƒขใƒผใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ€ใใ—ใฆ่ƒธๅ…ƒใซไธ€่ผชใฎ่ตค่–”่–‡ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅนดไธŠใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่–„ๅขจ่‰ฒใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸๅฅณๆ€งใŒใ€้€ฃใ‚Œ็ซ‹ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ไธปๅพ“ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๅ…ˆใซ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใŒๅพŒใซไพใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒ™ใƒผใƒซใƒใƒƒใƒˆใซ้š ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็ด ้ก”ใฏ่ฆ—ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€็ด ่‚Œใฎ็™ฝใ•ใ€็‘žใ€…ใ—ใ•ใ€ใใฎๅ…จไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็™บใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‡›ใจใ—ใŸใŸใŸใšใพใ„ใŒใ€ใŸใ ่€…ใงใชใ„ๆฐ—ๅ“ใจ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ๆผ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใฏใ„ใˆใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ๅ•้กŒใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจ้ฆฌ้นฟ็Ž‹ๅญใฎใ„ใฃใฆใŸๆ”น้ฉใ‚’ๅทฎใ™ๆ™‚่จˆใฎ้‡ใ‚‚ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆๆ–น้‡ใ‚’ๅค‰ๆ›ดใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œๆป…ใผใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ™ฉใฎใŠใ‹ใšใงใ‚‚ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ปฝใ„ไพๅฅณใฎๅฃ่ชฟใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆป…ใผใ™ใฎใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใ†ใกใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅ›่‡จใ™ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚็ตฑๆฒปใ›ใšใฎๆ–น้‡ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจๅพŒใ€…ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏๅ‘จ่พบๅ›ฝใซๆŽ ใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใƒˆใƒณใƒ“ใซๆฒนๆšใ’ใฏใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๆฅญ่…นใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐไฝฟใˆใใ†ใชไบบๆใซไปปใ›ใŸใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ้ง„็›ฎใ ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใพใ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎใปใ†ใŒ็™พๅ€ใพใ—ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็‰ฉๅทฎใ—ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ€ๅธธใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๆŽจใ—้‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ใฎ็Ž‹ๅญใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็‰ฉๅทฎใ—ใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็›ฎ็››ใ‚ŠใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ถณๅ…ƒใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใซใญใ‡ใ€ใจไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่ถณใŒใตใจๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๅ‰ๆ–นใ€่ก—่ทฏๆจนใซใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€้ป’้ซชใฎ้’ๅนด่ฒดๆ—โ€•โ€•ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใŒ็‰‡่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ‚’ๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใจๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„ใ€ ้–‹ๅฃไธ€็•ชใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅญใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใฏใ€ไน…ๆ–นใถใ‚ŠใซๅฃใŒ็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฟƒๅœฐใ‚ˆใๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๅงซใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚‚่…ซใ‚Œ็‰ฉใซใงใ‚‚่งฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ…ฐใ‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฒใฉใ„้ก”โ€•โ€•ใฏใ€ใพใ‚ๅ…ƒใ€…ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใคใ‚Œใฆๆญปใซใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ…ฐใ‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฎใฒใจใคใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใใ‚“ใชใฒใฉใ„้ก”ใงใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ„ใฆใ„ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒฉ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒ™ใช็›ฎใงไบบใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ˜—ใ‚ๅ›žใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใ‹่จ˜ๆ†ถใซใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏพ้ขใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ๅ„ใ€…ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใจ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ ใŒใ€ใตใจใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒ่บซใซใพใจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่กฃ่ฃ…ใซๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšๅฐ‹ใญใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใƒขใƒผใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฏใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ้€šๅธธใ€ใƒขใƒผใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฏ่‘ฌๅ„€ใง่ฟ‘่ฆช่€…ใŒใพใจใ†่กฃ่ฃ…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ไปฎใซใ‚‚็งใ‚’ใ€ŽใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ€ใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žๅฆนใ€ใฎๅผ”ๅ•ใชใฎใงใญใ€ใฏใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็€ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใฎๆƒณใ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใŒใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๅ–œใถใ“ใจใ‹ใ€ ใใฎๅใŒๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใงๅˆใ‚ใฆ็ท‹้›ชใฎ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใŸใณใฏๆฐ—ใฎๆฏ’ใ ใฃใŸใญใ€ ใŸใ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ€‚ๅผ”ใ„ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฌ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใŒใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ็™พไธ‡่จ€ใ‚’้€ฃใญใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ๆทฑใ„ใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‚ŠใฎๅฟƒใŒๅฎฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒไธปใซไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆ......ใ™ในใฆไฟบใฎ่ฒฌไปปใงใ™ใ€‚ไฟบใŒ่ญฆๅ‚™ใฎไบบ้–“ใฎ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚Œใฐ้˜ฒใ’ใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚......ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ€็ŠฏไบบใฏไฟบใŒไฟ้คŠๆ‰€ใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ—ใŸ้’ๅนดไผšใฎ้€ฃไธญใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ่ก€ใ‚’ๅใใ‚ˆใ†ใชใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฃใง่ฒดๆ—ๆดพใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใพใ ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎใถใคใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎๆ”ฟๆฒป้‹ๅ‹•ใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ™ใ‚‹้’ๅนดไผšใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹15~18ๆญณใฎ่‹ฅ่€…4ไบบใงใ™ใ€‚่ฃใ‚‚ใจใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ‚ทใƒญใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ˜็ด”ใช้‡‘็›ฎ็š„ใฎ็Šฏ่กŒใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏไฟ้คŠๆ‰€ใฎไธญใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆ—ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŒ่ด…ๆฒขไธ‰ๆ˜งใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ใ€ŽไฟบใŸใกใฎ่‹ฆๅŠดใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Œ!ใ€ใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆญฃๅฝ“ใชๅ ฑๅพฉใ !ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆไฟ้คŠๆ‰€ใฎๅฎถ่ฒกใ‚’็•ฅๅฅชใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใซๆšด่กŒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆ......ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅค–ใ‚’่ญฆๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใŒ้จ’ใŽใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๅฆนใฏ่ญท่บซ็”จใฎๆฏ’ใ‚’ๆœๆฏ’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฏๆฒˆ็—›ใช่กจๆƒ…ใง็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅฎถใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸไธ็ฅฅไบ‹ใฏ่กจๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅนธใ„โ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใ†ในใใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฏ่กจๅ‘ใ็—…ๆฐ—็™‚้คŠใฎใŸใ‚ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ“ใ‚ขๆน–ใฎไฟ้คŠๆ‰€ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใใ“ใงๅฎนๆ…‹ใŒๆ€ฅๅค‰ใ—ใŸ...ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใงๅ…ฌๅผใซใฏ็™บ่กจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใพใ‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸๅค–้“้€ฃไธญใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใˆใ€้žๅ…ฌๅผใซ่ฃๅˆคใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ่ฟ‘ๆ—ฅไธญใซๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็ท‹้›ชใฎ็›ฎใŒๅ‰ฃๅ‘‘ใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ใŸใŸใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๆ‚ ้•ทใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงๅ›ใŒๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ•?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซ่€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ป™ใฃใฆไฟฏใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆๆ€’ใ‚Šใจๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใŒใชใ„ไบคใœใซใชใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰่ฃ‚ใใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ฃฝใ่ถณใ‚‰ใชใ„!! ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใงๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆๅ‰ฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‹! ......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฏๅธฐใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€่ก€ใง่ก€ใ‚’ๆด—ใ†ใชใฃใฆ้€ฃไธญใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใฎใฏไฟบใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅพฉ่ฎใฏใชใซใ‚‚็”Ÿใพใชใ„ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚‚็”ฃใพใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ๅ›ใฎๆฐ—ใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๆ™ดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใใฃใจๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใใพใงๅ›ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฎๅ•้กŒใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฐ‘ไธป้‹ๅ‹•ใฎใปใ†ใฏใพใ ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„? ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„ไธ–็•Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฆนใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ.........็ถšใ‘ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็ท‹้›ชใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ„ๅ›บๅœฐใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‰ใซใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’ใŠใ‚ใใ‹ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใฏใ„ใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใ่‚ใซ้Š˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ้ ทใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰่…ฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹? ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅ†ไผšใฎๆ™‚ใฏๅ†ๆˆฆใฎๆ™‚ใฎ็ด„ๆŸใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใจใใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒใƒฃใƒณใƒใƒฉใ™ใ‚‹้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใญใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ใ€่‡ชๆฎบใฎ็‰‡ๆฃ’ใ‚’ๆ‹…ใŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ็œŸใฃๅนณใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Ž่‡ชๆฎบใ€ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฎ้บไฝ“ใซใฏ้€ขใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ™ใงใซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅข“ๆ‰€ใซ็งปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ไปฅๅค–ใฏไผšใ†ใ“ใจใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€็ถบ้บ—ใช้ก”ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฆนๅงซใฎ็ถบ้บ—ใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้บไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏๆณฃใ็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚็›ดๆŽฅใŠๅˆฅใ‚ŒใŒ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใซใคใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใญใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใคใค่ƒธใซๅทฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ€่ผชใฎ่ตค่–”่–‡ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‚ช้ญ”ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฌกใซๅ›ใŒใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใๆ™‚ใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚ใ’ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎ็›ฎใŒไธ€็žฌใ€็ด…ใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฃใจใ€ ้ ทใ„ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ๅธฐใ‚Šใฏใ“ใ“โ€•โ€•็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ†…ใฎๅˆฅๆฃŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅฎคโ€•โ€•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใซใŠ้€ฃใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจไพๅฅณใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใ‚’้€ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏ็ท‹้›ชใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่–”่–‡ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใฎไธญใงใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซใจใ‚‚ใฆใ‚ใใณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅกžใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฟƒใŒใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจ่ปฝใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใ‚ใฎ้ขจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŠๅงซๆง˜ใซๅฟƒๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ๅ‡ใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใฏ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๆ„›ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฟƒใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ“ใจใŒ็ด ็›ดใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ•ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใ€‚ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟ™ใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใซใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ่ƒธใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใšใถใฃใจ้ˆใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ‰ฃใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒ็”ŸใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ซใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญ...?ใ€ ้ฉšใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ็›ฎใซใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹้€”ๆ–นใซๆšฎใ‚ŒใŸๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใพใพใใฎๅ ดใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€ไนณๅ…„ๅผŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่…นๅฟƒใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹้’ๅนดใฎ้ก”ใŒๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใœ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใœใจๅ•ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใฏ็งใงใ™ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใชใœใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซๆง˜ใŒใŠไบกใใชใ‚ŠใซใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๆ”ฟๆฒปใ”ใฃใ“ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?! ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œ...ใพใ€ใพใ•ใ‹...ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒ......ใ€ ็ตถๆœ›ใ‚’ไผดใ†่ณชๅ•ใซใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ดๆŽฅ็งใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆฎตๅ–ใ‚Šใฏๆ•ดใˆใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใœใ ? ใŠๅ‰ใฏ......่ฒดๆ—ๆดพใซ......?ใ€ ใใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€็งใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅฎถใซๅฟ ่ช ใ‚’่ช“ใฃใŸ่บซใงใ™ใ€ 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- And the prince and princess lived happily ever after. Congratulations, congratulations. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The King's capital, Cardia, had a bell of soul relief ringing. The people leaned over and immersed themselves in sorrow, old and young, sometimes turning in the direction of the royal palace, eagerly hoping that their beloved soul would be led to heaven in peace. In addition, the flower table set up in front of the royal palace was lined with long serpents by many mourners gathered from home and abroad to serve bouquets of flowers each brought with him. Teardroppers, those who meditate quietly, those who pray to their own believing God, their deeds vary, but their feelings in mourning the dead were all together. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Looks like it didn't go like a last of the gaga. - Not at all. Still, I don't like this kind of spicy smell. I wonder what it is more or less. Aren't you going to rattle next to people meditating in silence, 'Aeon God, this filthy soul to you...' or something? If there's such a thankful God, isn't there supposed to be a tragedy in this world? "Come on? Because the only god we believe in is the princess - Scarlet Snow." "... ugh. Speaking of which, in a way, we were no different from the cult group." Apparently he finished donating flowers, a black morning dress with white crepes on the neckline, and a girl with a round of red roses on her chest and a woman wearing a light-ink dress that looked older than that, I guess it was a relationship of taking - or subordination, where the girl stood first and the woman later walked in the form of a samurai. Neither was hidden in the veil hat and the face could be peeked, but the whiteness of the complexion, the luminosity, and the rinse and discrepancy emanating from the whole of it drifted with an elegance and a hidden aesthetic. "What is it, though, that the clock needle that gave the stupid prince the reform that he said would have backed off a lot when things actually went wrong, and this one might as well have changed its policy somewhat." "Do you want to destroy? The girl replied lightly shrugging her shoulders to the tone of a light samurai that would decide even during the night. "It's easy to destroy it. We're basically a reigning policy, aren't we? Later on, this country is visible to be plundered by the surrounding countries, and the tombies are a little fried. I'd like to leave it to someone who might be able to use it." "Is he like that prince? "Oh, you can't have that one. That would still be a hundred times the length of the Collard Guild. At least the guild chief had his own indicia, always guessing the perimeter, but that prince didn't even realize his indicia and perimeter scale didn't match." So I went to watch my step, and hey, the girl's leg stopped fumbling, I added. In front of them, trying to hide in a street tree, a young nobleman with dark hair - Sir Carlo - was on one knee, greeting them both. "Oh, you look surprised." That's what they said most about the opening, and Asil Claude Amitia, the three princes of the kingdom of Amitia, for the first time in a long time, felt comfortable with her mouth becoming a form of laughter. "... Princess Hiyuki is the only one who says that. Everyone and he are all comforting words to touch the swelling." "That's just a terrible face - well, it didn't change much originally - but if you look like you're dying, you'll want to say one of your comfort words." "... man, were you originally such a terrible face? "Because I usually only remember you either laughing hella or looking around at people's bodies with sketchy eyes. - Oh, excuse me." Scarlet Snow sits back on the opposite couch where Prince Asil is sitting, shrugging his shoulders gently. Behind each is, naturally, Sir Carlo and the Capital of Life. Prince Achill, who made the colour of bitter laughter stronger in the words, but, uh, he noticed the costume Scarlet Snow was wearing, and he was unknowingly asking. "What about that morning dress...? Morning dresses are usually costumes put together by close relatives at a funeral. "Oh, I'm sorry I did something unsolicited. Assuming it's a" sister "condolence for calling me" sister, "I let you wear it barely. Was that annoying? Slowly and with all the thoughts of the universe, Prince Asil shook his head. "Not at all. How happy Angelica would be to hear that." For the first time, the name disappeared from Scarlet Snow's face. "I'm sorry about this one." Just that. Words that could not be described as words of condolence, but where there lived a deep heart of affection that was not enough to take a million words. Behind it, the capital of life had bowed his head profoundly instead. "No...... it's all my fault. That's what I could have prevented if I'd checked the security people.... Anyway, the killer was one of the youth clubs I asked to guard the nursery! Scarlet Snow frowned at those words like spitting blood. "Wasn't that a raid with nobles behind it? "... then there was still this angry bump. There are four young people aged - who belong to youth associations that endorse our political campaign. I also took the back, but it's silo. It was a simple gold crime." "They were in charge of security inside the nursery, 'cause you royals, nobles, are luxuriously threesome!' 'Know our hardships!' 'This is legitimate retribution!' and plundered the nursery's possessions, and further assaulted Angelica...... At last, those guarding outside realized the noise, and by the time they were captured, my sister was poisoning herself for protection." Scarlet Snow shook her head silently with a sinking look. "Even as a royal family, these scandals cannot be taboo, so fortunately - it should be said that Angelica was to have gone to a nursery on Lake Fulvia to cure the superficial illness, so it has been officially announced in the form of a sudden change of condition there..." "Hmm, well, that's good. The outgoing men who attacked Angelica must have killed them, right? "... no, we will conduct the trial informally and will probably be executed shortly" Scarlet Snow's eyes shone a swordswallowing light upon the word. "- That's a lot longer. Why didn't you punish me? Prince Achille, who leaned in silence to endure something in the words, eventually raised an alternating face free of anger and sorrow. "Honestly, I'm not tired enough of tearing them apart!! How many times have I put my hands on my sword that I want to finish them off with this hand!... but killing them won't bring Angelica back. Besides, I'm the one who told them not to wash their blood with blood. There will be no revenge." "You don't have to give birth to anything. At least you'll feel a little better." Prince Achill bites his lips all the time when he says so. "Well, it's just a matter of your feelings, I'm not going to say any more, but is the democratic movement still going on? I don't have a sister to show you a better world." "...... continue. Angelica will see it in heaven." Scarlet Snow shrugged her shoulders at the words. "I don't know if it's going to be very solid. I told you before, don't leave your feet behind." "... yes. Now it's time to remember your liver." Looking at Prince Asil's face, who nodded, Scarlet Snow lifted his hips off the couch. "Are you home yet? Speaking of which, when we reunited, it was a promise during the rematch, but are you sure you don't mind? "I'll stop. It's not a chambered atmosphere. First of all, it's flat to be responsible for a suicide stick." Prince Achill's face was stifled by the term 'suicide'. He pretended not to notice, but was the face pointing out the answer he was looking for. "Speaking of which, will we meet Angelica's body? "No, I've already been transferred to the royal cemetery, so I can't meet anyone but royalty, but she had a beautiful face." Remembering the cleansed body of his sister Princess, Prince Asil gave her a crying look. "Right. I was wondering if I could say goodbye in person, and I'm sorry to hear about Sir Carlo." I take a round of red roses that I am giving to my chest as I say it and give it away. "If I'm not in your way, will you give this to me next time you go to see Angelica? That's what I said. For a moment, I felt Scarlet Snow's eyes shed a red light. "- Okay. I'm sure." Prince Asil, who nods and receives. After ordering the samurai to take you outside from here - her own room, which is a separate building in the royal palace - and sending the two out, Prince Ashir realized that his blocked heart was much lighter as he entertained the rose handed over from Scarlet Snow with a circle in his hand. - Apparently, I'm genuinely drawn to that weird princess. I thought I'd lost the one I loved and froze, but I still had a heart to love someone. I was honestly glad about that. "- Well, Carlo. We'll be busy again tomorrow! From the chest of Prince Asil, who stood up saying so to Sir Carlo standing behind him, a much dull sound was made and the tip of the sword grew. "... ca, Carlo...? In the eyes of Prince Achille, who turned with the face that he was more incredible than surprised, he saw the face of a young man, a daughter-in-law, a belly heart and a best friend, who stood on the spot with a stab at himself, with a childlike face somewhere on the way. "... why...? "... I'm the one who wants to ask why, Your Highness. Why does Angelica continue her politics when she says she's dead?! She said she turned her hand so Her Royal Highness could give up so this wouldn't happen! "... No way... Angelica, you too..." Carlo nodded at the question with despair. "I didn't put my hands down directly, but the steps are in place" "... why? You... to the aristocracy...? I shake my head for that question. "No, I have sworn allegiance to the royal family since my birth." "..." Prince Achill, who looked surprised, opened his eyes much more aware. "... right, Father" ......... Carlo, who would not answer that question, but silence was eloquently telling the story. Father King, who is neither poisoned nor medicated, would have decided to wave his tail to the House of Lords to make his disturbing son a deceased. Perhaps Carlo, who was ordered to do so, also suffered, and arranged Angelica's raid as that compromise, hoping that he would draw his hand from the political movement from its painful hands. But contrary to that intention, I have declared myself to continue exercising. So I guess this is what I had to do now. "Don't leave your feet behind." Scarlet Snow's words just broke up came back to life. Oh. You didn't see your feet properly... Gradually in his sumptuous eyes, Prince Asil spoke to the red rose in his hand. "... Excuse me, Princess. Both promises... are unlikely to be honored..." While his consciousness melted into the dark, Prince Achill listened to the sound of a soul bell heard from afar. The third prince of the kingdom of Amitia, Asil Claude Amitia, is assassinated. From the Devil's Sword and Rose Flowers, a legacy left at the scene, the killer is determined to be a demon, not a human. - On the same day, the kingdom of Amitia declared war on Imperial Crimson, the demonic kingdom. It should be noted that no one noticed that the body of Prince Achille, rested in the royal cemetery, had disappeared neglectfully three days after that.
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Aside from the northern White Dragon Mountains, the prairie occupies the south-east of the city of Ara. The flat terrain of various streets, large and small, as a transportation hub, was much appreciated for those who travelled, but there was no shelter or detour that was the main one, too much view, and there was little place for small craftsmen other than a bump from the front when it came to a lot of fighting. "... is the trench full? I wish I had at least a hippo digging a ditch." While watching the enemy cavalry (rider) on the beast-shaped demon, Deputy Guild Commander Garte was alone with a bitter face. However led by the Great King (the Orgy King), I thought I would leave it to my instincts to monsters, without thinking about it, to come this way uniquely (shudderly), but unexpectedly the movement of a controlled group of enemies took its original outlook off. The plan is to dig trenches and lurk ambushes, first with bows and arrows from a distance and an attack with a stone thrower towards a group of enemies attacking them as a group, and where the enemy is confused, a magician or spiritualist hiding in the trenches makes a magical medium-range attack. Here, as escorts in the same trenches, adventurers waiting for a few pop up and attack individually divided enemies. Where there was enough confusion, we put in a regular army unit of Tiger Boy and aim at the neck of the Great King (the Orgy King) at once - this was the operation, but apparently the cavalry (the rider) allowed us to enter this pocket at once and seal up bows and arrows and magic, where the main unit slipped in and brought ourselves into an overwhelmingly advantageous white soldier battle. "- Hopefully, before I let him near me, I'll manage to finish with a bow and arrow and a magician." I have no field experience, so I entrusted myself with all this command, and thinking of the guild chief who is on the front line as a one-mage, Deputy Guild Chief Garte swallowed a bitter spit. and that gaze was on the discerning face that was among a bunch of armed adventurers, urochiring in front of the operational command post - the tent spread over the meadows - reflexively stopping its opponent. "Hey, kid! "Yes! Called opponents - Joey accidentally takes an upright immobility position on the spot. "What are you doing, you?!" deputy guild chief Garte as he walked up to Joey's sight with a hint of "Also, of course, to take part in the monster interception! "Ha? You must still be F-ranked. There's no mandatory mobilisation order under the E-rank, is there? "... yes, but I can't watch you shut up at a time like this. Even I can wave my sword! "My foot is fine. Kids like you, get the hell out of here! Decide to be a child's selfish and throw up in an irritable tone. "... where are you going away? Isn't the city shelter full of women, children, old people, people who can't fight anymore? If we lose here, they'll be eaten by monsters too, won't they? "Ugh...! Deputy Guild Commander Garte shut up when he was given a picture. Indeed, the vast majority of adventurers, so to speak, more than D-rank, took part in this operation in accordance with the Alliance's compulsory mobilisation decree, but their number was ,. 500 more troops stationed. Though there are 3,000 more citizen prostitutes than there are 2,500 total 10,000 and about 7,000 enemies, Theory is the least three times as many to deal with monsters. The current situation is overwhelmingly undernumbered. At this time, it was the truth that I wanted to borrow it, both with the hands of cats and with the bones of horses. "... but hey, kid, you're still young. Nobody's complaining about you running away." With that said, Joey gave a strange look like a weeping laugh. "That's what Mr. Meer told me earlier, and I was pissed off." For Deputy Guild Chief Garte, who was single until this year, he was like a daughter, and I told him many times to sour his mouth to evacuate even before this operation began, but he should still be coordinating supplies and ambulance teams somewhere in this place without trying to ask. "- And," Joey chuckled lightly. "This morning, Hiyuki showed her face." "... Mmm." Deputy Guild Commander Garte, who hears the name and faces it. After all, Scarlet Snow remains disappeared after that, and as declared, he doesn't seem to be going to help this one in any way. "He said, 'Joey, you're weak, so you can take me with you, Mr. Meer, and get away with it,' which is really an extra favor. I don't know if I can count on that." "Mmm... I'm a businessman, but I agree with you." "I can't do that - no, I can't. Don't even run away from him. 'Because of this, I'm looking in the special seat' or something. I'm talking about it. Then I have to step forward so the mold doesn't get to him! To Joey, who said with determination, 'The person you fell in love with is a hell of a lot more silly thing,' Deputy Guild Manager Garte swallowed the word when he saw the boy's expression, faintly loosening his eyes and mouth. - The kid said he had a face full of men. "Kid... no, Joey. We're adventurers, think about surviving this operation. Not to mention you have two people to worry about that way! "I know! Joey responds well and joins a bunch of adventurers early enough. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... I don't know if I'm going to run out of women's profits about this." I overheard the conversation between Deputy Guild Director Garte and Joey through a bypass made by the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye). I wonder if it's an unacceptable experience...? "What have you done, Princess? Returning to his original figure of the Golden Dragon (Naga Raja), Heavenly Heaven (Tennoi), who was floating far above the battlefield with me on board, asks suspiciously, but he answers nothing and looks down. It will only look like sesame seed grain to the human eye, but it even looks clear to my personal face right now. "Which one do you think will win, Heavenly? "I guess it's a demon," Heavenly assured me lightly. "It's not going to be a problem at all with that degree of difference in weapons and numbers. We can see the loss of power." "Yeah...... well I guess I agree. If the human side is going to win, the original number is up, so there are 20,000 adventurers who can fight regardless of their E or G rank, even women and children will have to mobilize and push in an overwhelming number to punch in the firepower where they stopped their movement." Well, there will be quite a few victims in that case. "But that guild leader can't make that decision." "Right. If you have to, you have to sacrifice 50 people to help 100 people, and you're the type to kill all of them trying to help 99 out of 100 people." I like it as an individual, but it's totally out of the question as something to stand on. I gave him more or less all those tips, but the only way to use me is to appeal to emotions - for example, to give priority to gathering information about the 'Loss Century', or ostensibly to bond with us in the back while pledging allegiance to the country - at a stage when I couldn't do that, I had to be seen as disqualified as a negotiator. "A human being is a fool." In a lifetime of blatant contempt, I wondered if I was still a contented person. No, I haven't been aware of it lately, but I was wondering if my appearance and environment might be affecting me. "Well, it's funny because there's so much going on." Then, fu, he spoke softly to the beholden face in a group of moving humans. "I gave you some advice, Joey. But you chose it after all." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ I don't remember how many monsters I slashed anymore. At first, the front line was holding up, but where the firepower was interrupted, it was finally broken by enemy cavalry (riders), and then corresponded with Jiriziri down the front line, but only when people were separated and fighting the monsters individually. Without knowing what was going on with the battlefield and where his allies were, Joey was also fighting with his people, but when only one fell, two were eaten, and one again... he was alone when he realized. Run on the battlefield holding a long, bloody sword and slash the enemies you occasionally meet. 'Keep your distance and keep it in your sight! "It's easy to avoid because the movement is linear and big-time, and after you shake it, it's full of gaps because you'll lose your posture" "You can't hit a monster's reflex nerve with a visible attack like that." "Seeing your opponent's movements and not attacking him from himself except Feint" It just moved like I was taught just a few days ago and I am surprisingly able to cross over with my enemies to Matomo myself. But still, the enemy's attacks wounded Joey's body little by little, draining him significantly more health each time he fought. At that time, a great ghost (Auga) appeared in front of him. "- Shit! By stopping by." Read the trajectory of the giant Battlestick (Mace) wielded with the roar and swing it backstep, aiming at the outstretched arm and waving down the long sword. But I guess my strength was coming to a limit, the sword stayed just to cut the meat lightly, and now the angry Great Ghost (Auga) Battlestick (Mace) was wielded by a crossbow and crossed with Joey's sword protruding at the same time. At the next moment, Joey's eyes looked around him looking for a long sword away from his hand and a dazzling eye, with his neck stabbed with a long sword and a great ghost (Auga) falling down, as the body of a boy who had been flown like a bollocks rolled down the ground, forcing his consciousness back to be about to break. "... I did... but I guess I'm at my limit, too" Let's break 5-6 bones with the impact of a beating. I also ran out of my remaining health. You won't be able to fight anymore when the next enemy shows up. "... Mr. Meer, Hyuki, I wonder if they've escaped safely..." Squirting, Joey's lid slowly fell off.
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็‰ฉใ€…ใ—ใ„่ฝŸ้Ÿณใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใฆ้ญ”ๅฐŽๆฉŸ้–ขใ‚’ๆง‹ๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ๅทจๅคงใชใƒ”ใ‚นใƒˆใƒณใŒใ‚ทใƒชใƒณใƒ€ใƒผๅ†…ใงๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆกˆๅ†…ๅฝนใฎใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€่“„ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใฆใ€่ˆนไฝ“ใซๅ–ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅค–่ผชใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆๅŠ ้€Ÿใ‚’่กŒใ†ไป•็ต„ใฟใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ใพใ ใ‚นใ‚ฏใƒชใƒฅใƒผใƒปใƒ—ใƒญใƒšใƒฉใฎ็™บๆ˜Žใพใงใซใฏ่‡ณใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅˆๆœŸใฎ่’ธๆฐ—ๅธ†่ˆนไธฆใฟใฎๆŠ€่ก“ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆ–‡ๆ˜Žใ‚’ไธญไธ–~่ฟ‘ไธ–็จ‹ๅบฆใซ่ฆ‹็ฉใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ—ใฆใฏไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎๆŠ€่ก“ๅŠ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฏใฆใฃใใ‚Š่ˆนๅบ•ใซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎๆผ•ใŽๆ‰‹ใงใ‚‚้…็ฝฎใ—ใซใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆผ•ใใ‹ใ€ใƒžใ‚นใƒˆใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ขจใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚‚ๆ”พใคใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€่‡ชๆ…ขใฎๅฎ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ™ใ‚‹็”ทใฎๅญใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅˆใซใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใ€ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใจใๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๅญไพ›ใฃใฝใ„ไบˆๆƒณใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ‚Œใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ„ใˆใ€ๅฎŸ้š›้ปŽๆ˜ŽๆœŸใซใฏใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ่ฉฆใฟใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ใจใฃใฆ้žๅŠน็Ž‡็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€้ญ”่ก“ๅธซใฎๆถˆ่€—ใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใๆ—ฉใ„ๆฎต้šŽใงๆท˜ๆฑฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็„ก็Ÿฅใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ไธๅฏงใซ่งฃ่ชฌใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใฏๅš่ญ˜ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็งใฏใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใฏ็–Žใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใง......ใ”้ขๅ€’ใ‚’ใŠใ‹ใ‘ใ—ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ๅƒ•ใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใฏ็ˆถใ‚„ๅญฆๆ กใงๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸๅบงๅญฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šไธ€้ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ๅ‰ใใ†ใซใฉใ†ใ“ใ†่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒญใƒขใƒŽใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใฏใซใ‹ใ‚“ใงใใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ไป•่‰ใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใจใฎ็พŽๅฝขใจ็›ธใพใฃใฆ้žๅธธใซๆฏๆ€งๆœฌ่ƒฝใ‚’ใใ™ใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆ่ปŸๅผฑใช่จณใงใฏใชใใ€็”ทใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญๅ‚™ใˆใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ‚‚ใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชใ ใ—......ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็›ธๅฝ“็ง็”Ÿๆดปใงใƒขใƒ†ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ†…ๅฟƒใŒ่กจๆƒ…ใซๅ‡บใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใŒๆ€ช่จใใ†ใซ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€ใชใซใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ„ใˆใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใŒใจใฆใ‚‚่ฌ™่™šใง็ดณๅฃซใชใฎใงๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใžใ‹ใ—ใŠๅ›ฝใงใฏใ”ไปคๅฌขๆ–นใฎๆณจ็›ฎใฎ็š„ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใชใ‚‹ในใๅซŒๅ‘ณใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸใพใพใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ๅฃซๅฎ˜ๅญฆๆ กใฏ็”ทใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ‹ไบบ้”ใจ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒๅƒ•ใจใ—ใฆใฏๆฐ—ๆฅฝใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„......ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใชใŸใ‹็ด ๆ•ตใชๆ–นใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใˆใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฅณๆ€งใฏใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™!ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ๆ–ญๅ›บใจใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงๅผทๅผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใฆใฃใใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใใฎๅ…ˆใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Š่ถณๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆŒฏๅ‹•ใŒใใฆใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒผใ‚ฌๅทใฎ่ˆนไฝ“ใŒๅคงใใ่ทณใญไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใฃ!ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ›ใ„ใงๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ๅ€’ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃใจ?! ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่กๆ’ƒใฏใชใใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ่€ณๅ…ƒใงใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ€’ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใŒๆŠฑใๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆ„ๅค–ใจๅบƒใใฆ้›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ƒธใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใซใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒžใ‚ฎใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่บซใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠ้™ฐใงๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใฎ่กๆ’ƒใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ€ใ•ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใฏๅ…ฅใ‚Š็ต„ใ‚“ใ ๅœฐๅฝขใฎๆตทๅŸŸใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅฒฉ็คใซใงใ‚‚ไน—ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ็…งใ‚Œใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใไน—็ต„ๅ“ก้”ใฎๅˆ‡่ฟซใ—ใŸๅซใณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆตท่ณŠใ ! ๆตท่ณŠใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใ ! ๅ„ๅ“ก้…็ฝฎใซใคใ‘ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Œไพ‹ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€ใ ! ้ญ”ๅฐŽๆฉŸ้–ขๅ…จๅŠ›!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใจ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œๅธๅ›ฝๆตท่ปใ ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใญใˆใŒใ€ไฟบใฎ ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฐ็Œ›ใช้ขๆง‹ใˆใงๅ—คใ†ใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€ใฎๆšซๅฎšๆ——่‰ฆใ€Ž ไบ‹ๅฎŸไธŠใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ‚€ๅ„กใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๆคๆฐ‘ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚คใƒณใƒฆใƒชใ‚ขใ€‚ ใใฎ็ท็ตฑๅบœๅฎ›ใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸๆฅต็ง˜ๆ–‡ๆ›ธใฎไธญ่บซโ€•โ€•็ทŠๆ€ฅๆŸปๅฏŸใฎๅ็›ฎใงใ€ๅธๅ›ฝๆตท่ปใฎ็ฒพ้‹ญ้ญ”ๅฐŽ่‰ฆ้šŠใŒ่จชๅ•ไบˆๅฎšใจใฎๅ ฑใ‚’ใ€ใปใผใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใง็ญ’ๆŠœใ‘ใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸๅฝผใฏใ€ๅ‹‡่บ้…ไธ‹ใฎๆตท่ณŠ่ˆนๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ€่ค‡้›‘ใซๅฒฉ็คใจๆตทๆตใฎไบคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฎๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใ€็–‘ๅ•ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ็”ฒๆฟไธŠใฎๆ“่ˆต่ผชใ‚’ๆ“ไฝœใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใฎใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ้–“ไฝฟใ„้ ญใฎๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚„ใ€ๆ—งๅผใฎ่ˆนๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใฎๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Ž ๆœ€ๅผทใฎๅ‰ฃใจ้Žงใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅœŸไฟตใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€็ด ๆ‰‹ใงๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒๅฆ‚ใ่กŒๅ‹•ใซใ€ไธๅฏ่งฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฏ่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆๅ™›ใฟๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‚ใ‚~~~ใฃ! ๅซŒใ ใญใ‡ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅณใซใ‚ƒ็”ทใฎๆตชๆผซใŒ็†่งฃใงใใญใˆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‡บๆฅใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใฟใŸใ„ใชๅ‹ๅˆฉใซใชใ‚“ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹!? ใŠไบ’ใ„ใจไบ”ๅˆ†ใ€็Ÿฅๆตใจๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใจๆ นๆ€งใงๆธกใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใ“ใใ€ๆตทใฎ็”ทใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆŽ ใ‚ๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆฉŸ้›ทใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ—ใฆๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸๆฎต้šŽใงใ€ๅ…ฌๅนณใซๆฌ ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใช็–‘ๅ•ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฏๆ‚ชใณใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆตท่ณŠๅผๆฑบ้—˜ ใ€ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€Ž ใ€? ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‰‹้ฆ–ๅŒๅฃซใ‚’้ฉ็ดใง็น‹ใ„ใงใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ ใ‘ใงๆˆฆใ†ๆฑบ้—˜ใ ใ€‚้—˜ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใŒๆญปใฌใ‹ใ€ๅฑˆๆœใ™ใ‚‹ใพใง็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใžๆตท่ณŠ! ใ“ใ‚Œใž็”ทใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ ใญใˆใ€ ็†ฑใ่ชžใ‚‹ไธปไบบใ‚’ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ใ‚“ใช้˜ฟๅ‘†ใชใ“ใจใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๆตท่ณŠใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ใจใใฎ็›ฎใŒ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚‚ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใŸไธก่‰ฆ้šŠใฎ้–“ใงใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใฎ็ซ่“‹ใŒๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใพใšใฏ้ฃ›ใณ้“ๅ…ทโ€•โ€•็Ÿณๅผ“ใ€ๅผฉใ€ๅผ“็Ÿข็ญ‰โ€•โ€•ใฎๅฟœ้…ฌใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ซ็ŸขใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ€็ซ็ ฒใŒๅ”ธใ‚Šใ€้ญ”่ก“ใฎ็‚Žใ‚„ๆฐทใฎๅกŠใŒๅฎ™ใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ€Žๆ˜ฅไธ€็•ชใ€ๅคง็ ดใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไน—็ต„ๅ“กใฏ็ตถๆœ›ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ใใ€Žๆœจๆžฏใ‚‰ใ—ไธ€ๅทใ€ไธญ็ ดใ€ไน—็ต„ๅ“กใฎๅฎ‰ๅฆใฏไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใ€ ๆฌกใ€…ใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎไธ็”ฒๆ–ใชใ„ๆˆฆๆณใซใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใŒใ‚ฟใƒผใƒใƒณ่ถŠใ—ใซๅŽใพใ‚Šใฎๆ‚ชใ„้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใๆฏŸใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใค็ญ‰!?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใฎไธ‹ใง็”˜ใ„ๆฑใ‚’ๅธใ„ใซๆฅใŸๅฏ„ใ›้›†ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆญฃ่ฆ่ป็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹? ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ๅฃซๆฐ—ใ‚‚็ทดๅบฆใ‚‚ๆฎต้•ใ„ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ ่บซใ‚‚่“‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ™ในใฆไบ‹ๅฎŸใชใฎใงใถ็„ถใจใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ ทใใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใˆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใใ‚‰ไฟบใŒๆ•ตใฎๅคงๅฐ†ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ€ๅพŒใฎใ“ใจใฏๅ‰ฏ้•ทใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ˆนๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ„ใคๆตใ‚ŒๅผพใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€็ชใฃ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Ž้˜ฟๅ‘†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅฃ่ชฟใซใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฏๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใƒผใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ่‰ฏใ„ๅผพ้™คใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซ่ˆนๅ†…ใซๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠๅ‰ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏไฟบใฎใ“ใจไธปไบบใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹! ใใ‚Œใฏไธ‹็จฎใฎๅ‹˜็นฐใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚ˆๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใ€ ใใฎ่กจ็พใŒใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ไธปไบบใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใฏ้•ใ†ใชใใ€ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅ…Žใซ่ง’ใ€ๆ•ตใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็ทๅคงๅฐ†ใฏๅธๅ›ฝใฎๅคงๅ…ฌๆง˜ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ไบบ่ณชใซๅ–ใ‚Œใฐ่บซไปฃ้‡‘ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‚คใƒณใƒฆใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’ใใฃใใ‚Šใ€่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆไฟบใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŒ—้ƒจๅŸŸใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใƒฏใƒผใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝผใซไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝนๅ‰ฒใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็พ็Šถใงใ‚‚้€ธ่„ฑๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชใฎใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใฎๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใจ่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใชใฉใ›ใšใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€ƒใ’ใฎไธ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใคใฎใŒๅพ—็ญ–ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใฎๅ‹ๆ•—ใซไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใใ€ใพใš้–“้•ใ„ใชใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๅˆถ่ฃใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใจใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๆตทใฎ็”ทใŒใ„ใกใ„ใกๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใŸใญใˆ!ใ€ ๆตทใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็ตถๅซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใŸใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ็™บไฝœใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใฐใฃใ•ใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆจใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็”ฒๆฟใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๅฝผใฎ้จŽ็ฃใฎๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใฃใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใƒผใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใใ‚‰่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใœ!ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฏ้ขฏ็ˆฝใจ้จŽ็ฃใซ่ทจใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆตท้ขใธใจใƒ€ใ‚คใƒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€้š›ๅคงใใชๆฐด้ฃ›ๆฒซใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“ใฎๆฝœ่กŒใฎๅพŒใ€ๆตท้ขใซๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๅ…จ้€ŸๅŠ›ใงๆ•ต่‰ฆ้šŠใฎๆ——่‰ฆใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ไธ€้š›ๅคงใใช้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆน็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€ๅธๅ›ฝๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใฎ่…•ๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใœ!ใ€ ๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฏ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซๆ‰‹็ถฑใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซๆŠœใ่บซใฎ
Episode Six: Pirate Warfare A giant piston is spinning in the cylinder, which makes up the demonic guidance engine by making a noisy noise. According to your description of the guide, Christoph, it seems to be a mechanism for converting stored magic and turning the outer ring attached to the hull for acceleration. A little surprised. Although it has not yet been invented by Screw Propeller, it means it has the technical skills of an early steam sailboat. To be honest, it was an unexpected technical ability for me to estimate the civilization of this world to the extent of the Middle Ages to recent times. "Since we're talking about using magic to accelerate or attack speed, I thought I'd put a golem rower on the bottom of the ship and row oars all at once, or even release wind magic toward the mast." That's why I turned to you, Christoph, with a boy's face showing off his prized treasure, and I laughed bitterly at the first childish prediction that came to mind when I heard 'Magic Sailboat'. "That's just not it, is it? No, there actually seemed to be some such attempts at dawn, but it seemed to be inefficient to take a place or the sorcerer was wiped out at a fiercely early stage" With a clear grin, Mr. Christoph politely explains this ignorance without making a fool of himself. By the way, the two of us, the Life Capital and the Seventh Eve, are watching this one a little farther apart. "Really? Christoph, you're an expert, aren't you? I'm ashamed that I'm neglectful of these things... sorry to bother you" "No, because my knowledge is a classroom taught by my father and school, and it's just a street trip, so if it's true, it's not a great thing to say." There is a trick to answer that way in a way that coupled with the original aesthetic shape very much tickles the maternal instinct. It's not that it's weak, it's a combination of masculinity, and the escort is perfect... no, no, I guess this is pretty personal and hot. I guess that kind of inner appeared on your face, Christoph, and you asked me back in surprise. "- Um, what is it? "No. Christophe, I was impressed because you are so humble and gentleman. It must be the attention of the ladies in your country." Mouth whatever you want so you don't dislike it as much as possible. "... what do you think? I've never really cared about that, and cadet school is full of guys, but it's easier for me to be stupid with my friends." "Oh, what a waste...... or is anyone nice? "Yes, no, there's no such woman. True!" For some reason, Christopher, I insist in a resolute tone. "Really? That's surprising. Exactly -" I was speechless beyond that. Because all of a sudden there was a vibration poking up from my feet and the hull of the Beluga jumped hugely. "Yikes! I'm about to collapse because I was completely alarmed. "- Hey?! Are you okay? There was no shock I was prepared for, and instead I heard your voice in my ear, Christoph. Christopher stopped me when I was about to fall. [M] I let myself go and thanked him, dogged by the unexpectedly broad, worked-out chest feel. "Thank you. Thanks to you, it helped. - But what's the shock? "Come on. This area is a sea of terrain, so did you get up on the rocky reef?" Exchange words in the light of each other. I could hear the crew screaming from nowhere, as they answered our questions. "A pirate! A pirate raid! Place everyone!! "It's the Red Sail Pirates in the example report! Magic Engine, do your best! I accidentally looked at you and Christoph. [M] โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "I don't know if it's the Imperial Navy, but I'm not gonna let it get any bigger in my waters." The tentative flagship "Red One Number (Testarotta)" of the "Red Sail Pirates", captain - also has cancer. In fact, the colonial state of the Gravior Empire, Inyulia, which is transformed into his puppet. The contents of a top-secret document that arrived at the Fรผhrer's office - in the name of an emergency inspection, when the Imperial Navy's elite demon-led fleet received reports of an upcoming visit, almost top-up, he took a courageous pirate fleet with him to carry out a complex ambush in this place where the rocks and currents meet. "Sir, I doubt it." As she manipulated the steering wheel on the deck, she turned to her superior mood, and asked the girl with the small user head standing behind her. "If you don't bother to use the Red One Number (Testarotta) or the White Whale (Kaiteio) to carry an ambush with you an old-fashioned fleet, how can you be a single blow to a warship? With the strongest sword and armor, but purposefully to match the opponent's mound, to beat each other with bare hands but to behave as if, in contrast to the girl twisting her neck with an inexplicable look, Thigh Cancer shook her head violently with a face that looked like she had chewed the bitter bug together. "Ahhh! I don't like it, this is why I don't understand the romance of a woman nya man. What's the point of a victory like that promised made race!? It's five and five minutes for each other, crossing each other with wisdom, courage and guts that make you a man of the sea! "Ha... I'm also willing to lack fairness at the stage of plundering the opponent's information and setting up a lightning bolt in advance to ambush him..." In response to the girl's biggest question, thigh cancer tenses her chest without looking bad. "That's okay, that's right. The conditions are the same because it's a rush, including Lahein. Same thing. It's like" Pirate Duel "where you cross with a knife. You know" Pirate Duel "? It's a duel where you tie your left wrist to each other with a leather string and fight with just a knife in your right hand. Continue until one of you is fighting dies or succumbs - here we go, pirate! This is a man's fight." Girl gazing cold at her hot talking husband. I wouldn't do anything stupid like a regular pirate, that's what my eyes were talking about. Between the two fleets, which also approached in the meantime, the battle lid had been cut and dropped. First, there will be rewards for flying tools - stone bows, crossbows, bows and arrows, etc. Fire arrows fly, cannons roar, magic flames and ice chunks run through the universe. "- My ally," Spring is the Best, "I broke it. The crew seems desperate. Likewise," Woody One "is broken, and the crew's safety is unknown." Scratch an ill-fitted head over the turban in the inexorable war situation of one ally after another. "Isn't that one-sided? What the fuck, those guys!?" "Well, this is what regular army opponents are like, because it's originally a collection of people who came under their husbands to smoke sweet juice? The equipment, the morale, the level of training are wrong." "... you know what?" No body or lid, but it's all true, so there's something to snort about. "Hey, hey, I'll get the enemy general, I'll leave the rest to the vice president. - Where are the others? "I've decided to stay on board. You can't be standing in a place like this where you don't know when a stray bullet will fly." "Are you an idiot, you are," he just said, thigh cancer pointing his mouth. "... you're here." "Yeah, because I have just the right amount of bullets in front of me. If your husband is gone, you will return to the ship immediately." "... you don't really think you're my husband, do you? "No way! That's an inferior reckoning, sir." Whatever the expression was, it was not the same as it was for my husband. "Well, whatever. Horn to horn, the general of the enemy seems to be the archduke of the empire, if you take this guy hostage, there will be plenty of ransom. If we're good, we'll make Inyulia look just like me, stand out and make it mine... no, it's not good." I understand that it is the role vested in him to dominate the northern region from the back in the first place, balancing power, and even in the present situation it is deviant. Originally, it would be a good idea to strike a quick escape without standing up for the Empire's regular army. Without having to do with winning or losing this battle, I would undoubtedly be subject to some kind of sanction. "But if only the sea man could think about tomorrow! Screaming for the ocean. Cancer. "Is it another usual seizure" Untie and pass the reins of his horseman, which he has prepared on the deck, even though he cuts them off just as he is accustomed to. "Whoa, whoa. - Come on, let's go! The thigh cancer straddled the refreshment and the horseman, pulling the reins and diving to the sea at once. A large water splash rises and, after a few seconds of diving, rises to sea level. It appears to be the flagship of the enemy fleet at full speed, and advances with a large guided sailboat. "Well, let me show you the skill of the Imperial Regular Army! With a cheer, Thigh Cancer quickly jumped into the flagship's nose with a one-handed long sword (hanger) in one hand and a one-handed long sword (hanger) in one hand to remove stray bullets and bows and arrows that came down from time to time.
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ใฏใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้šๅ“กใŒๅฟœใ˜ใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒๅคงใใ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใฆ! ใ™ใใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆ้€ƒใ’ใชใ„ใจใ€ๆญปใฌใ‚ˆใฃ!!ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใฎๅซใณใŒ่ปŠๅ†…ใซใ“ใ ใพใ—ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ‘†ๆฐ—ใซใจใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†...ใ€ ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚‚ใฉใ‹ใ—ใ’ใซโ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆใ€็ตถๆœ›ใซๆŸ“ใพใฃใŸ้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚่ฟ”ใ™็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒ€ใƒกใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€้–“ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„......ใ€ ๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚€็ท‹้›ชใซๅ†ๅบฆ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใใฎ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๆ‰‰ใŒๅค–ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰่ปฝใใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฐใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ‚“ใ™~ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๅซŒใชๅคฉๆฐ—ใงใ™ใชใใ€ใจใ†ใจใ†้™ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆไฝ“ใซใคใ„ใŸ้›จ็ฒ’ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่กŒๅ•†ไบบใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใŸ้’ๅนดใŒใ€็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅฎถใซใงใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใ•ใงใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๆ‰‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ๆ—ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไผšใฃใฆไผš่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚่จ˜ๆ†ถใซๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใชใปใฉๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใฎใชใ„ใใฎ้’ๅนดใฏใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใช้—–ๅ…ฅ่€…ใซๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹่ปŠๅ†…ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ—ใฆใ€่ปฝใ่ขซใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅธฝๅญใ‚’ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไป•ไบ‹ใง็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใซ็”จใŒใ‚ใฃใฆไผบใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ......?ใ€ ้’ๅนดโ€•โ€•ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Žใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็ดฐใ„็›ฎใ‚’่ปฝใ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใˆใ‚‰ใๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใ‚‚ๆœ€้ซ˜ใซๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒใ‚งใƒณใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใŸๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใŒๅฝผใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใชใฃโ€•โ€•!?ใ€ ๆฐ—่‰ฒใฐใ‚€ไธ€ๅŒใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ‚‚ใƒผใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅญใฏๆญŒใฃใฆ่ธŠใ‚Œใฆใƒ™ใ‚ฟใ‚‚ๅก—ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ‰ฏๆฅญใซๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใƒใ‚คใƒˆใงใ—ใฆใ€็Ÿญใ„ไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‚…ใ†ใซใ€ ใžใใฃ!โ€•โ€•ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใชๆๆ€–ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ็ท‹้›ช(+ไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณ)ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ“ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ๅๅฏพๅดใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’็ ดใฃใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅค–ใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใกใ‚‰ใฃใจๅพก่€…ใŒใฌใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ๅœฐ้ขใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ–็•Œใฎ็ซฏใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸโ€•โ€•ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒๅ†…ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซ็ •ใ‘ๆ•ฃใ‚Š...่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ไธญใซๅฑ…ใŸๅŒไน—่€…ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใŸใฉใ‚Šใ€้™ใ‚Šใ—ใใ‚‹้›จใฎไธญใ€่ตคใ„่ก€้ฃ›ๆฒซใŒไธ€็žฌ่Šฑ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ณธใจ้‡ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆ!ใ€ ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚€ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎๆณจๆ„ใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ€ใฏใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€็ฉบไธญใ‚’ๆ–œใ‚ใฎ็ทšใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒๆ•ฐๆœฌใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆ่ฆ–่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใฃใ€ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹่บฑใ—ใŸ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใ€ๆฐ‘ๅฎถใฎ็Ÿณๅก€ใŒใ™ใฃใฑใ‚Šใจๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฌขใ•~ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎๅ†…ใƒใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑ้›จ้™ใ‚Šใฏใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใช~ใ€‚้‹ผ็ณธใฎ่ปŒ้“ใŒใƒใƒฌใƒใƒฌใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ฅใ‹ใซ็ดฐใ„้‹ผ็ณธใ‚’่‡ชๅœจใซๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒๆ„š็—ดใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซๅ††ใ‚’ๆใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้›จ็ฒ’ใŒ็ฉบไธญใงๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘้‹ผ็ณธใŒๅผงใฎๅญ—ๅž‹ใซๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ไธ€็žฌ้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๅๅฟœใงใใŸๆใ‚‹ในใๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้€†ใซ้‡ใฎๆ–นใฏ้›จ็ฒ’ใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใฃใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅทฆ่‚ฉใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ•ฐๆœฌใฎ้‡ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ“ใŒ็†ฑใใ€็—บใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚้–“้•ใ„ใชใๆฏ’ใŒๅก—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ!! ใกใ‚‡ใฃโ€•โ€•็งใŸใกใฎใ“ใจใฏใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฉใ้€ƒใ’ใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใ€็„ก็†ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ~ใ€ ใฏใฃใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ€ใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใซใƒ€ใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใฎๅ‘ใใฏ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใชใ€ใ•ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจใƒ€ใ‚ฌใƒผใŒๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใใฎๅฏธๅ‰โ€•โ€• ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅซใณใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ใใฎ่…•ใฎไธญใฎไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณใŒๅ’†ๅ“ฎใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซ่™น่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใฃใ‹?!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใง่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€็›ฎใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ†ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฎๅ‰ใงใ€้ฎฎใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅ…‰ใŒๆถˆใˆโ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ†ใšใใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใ€็ท‹้›ชไบบๅฝขใŸใกใ‚‚็…™ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆถˆใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ปข้€็Ÿณ? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ—ใ‹ไฝฟใˆใ‚“็ญˆใ€‚......ใชใซใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎไป•ๆฅญใชใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใฎใคใ„ใŸใƒ€ใ‚ฌใƒผใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆทฑๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒ ใ‚ใ›ใŸๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๆฏ’ใ‚‚ๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆญปไฝ“ใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿๆญปไธๆ˜Žใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใงใ™ใชใใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใใ“ใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๆฃฎใ‹ๆž—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ่—ชใฎไธญใซๅŸ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ชใฃไผใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใ€้ ฌใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ถใƒฉใ‚ถใƒฉใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿ่งฆใจใ€้›จใจใฏ้•ใ†็”Ÿๆš–ใ‹ใ„ๆถฒไฝ“ใซใ€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚€็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€Œใ‚ทใƒณใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๅญใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ ฌใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸ...ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฏ’ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ไฝ“ใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจใ€่…•ใฎไธญใซใ€Žใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใŒๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹...ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใงใ™ใ‹......?ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ€Žใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใฏๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซๅ‹•ใŽใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚†ใ™ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅๅฟœใŒใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒกใ‹......ๅญค็ซ‹็„กๆดใ ใช...ใ€ ็ทŠๅผตใฎ็ณธใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ๆ€ฅๆฟ€ใซใพใถใŸใŒ้‡ใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ’†ใˆใ€็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใซใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใ€ๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ไธ€็žฌใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’็…งใ‚‰ใ™ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚
The sky pattern finally began to get suspicious, and the people crossing the street were not in sight about the surroundings or anything, trying to run errands around the boulevard as if it were a fire place, and at last the carriage could not walk a single step off the spot. "Whoa, how long have you been mottled! And it came to pass, when a short-minded servant came out of the window and yelled at him, that he bowed his head in a feeble manner. "... I'm sorry. There were so many people out there, I couldn't get any movement. - Um, I was wondering if it would be quicker to go down the back road..." A slightly tongue-in-cheek attendant said, "What do you want to do?" He asked Levan. "There is no other way. You can't be late any more. - Take the back road." And he said unto him through the window, Heh. It's just a bit of a bad road, so I think it rocks somewhat. Hold on tight, "he replied. - I guess I had my eye on it originally. Aiming for moments of interruption of the human wave, he bent the carriage almost to degrees and went into a narrow back road. "Oops..." A basket of vines - the luggage I had for a long time before I boarded the carriage - that I had at the feet of 'Chibi Scarlet Snow' on that clap nearly slipped through the carriage floor. Scarlet Snow hastily tries to hold down her handshake without thinking about her current body size, and vice versa, swinging at its weight and about to roll with her. "-Oops." Levan holds it up on his knees with both hands, one basket at a time. Because of the doll, there is no sweet body odor, but instead the smell of perfume tickles my nose. "Hey, thanks. Thank you." Scarlet Snow laughs slightly innocently at. Scarlet Snow's own grin overlapped that smile, and for some reason her chest beat loudly once. Even though I feel subtle guilt about it, I ask by making an attitude as usual all the time. "Yes, no, I don't care. What is it, this package? In a car that rocks quite a bit, as you say, because the road is narrow and unpaved compared to the front street. Levan twisted his neck feeling embarrassed by the raw and warm gaze around him, as he was supposed to carry the Scarlet Snow doll in so that it didn't fall as a result. "This? I recently started keeping a pet, Sin." When I opened the lid on one side of the basket as I said it, a brown animal came out of it. "... do you dislike it" The animal - Levan, the young head of the lion clan, half-eyed when he saw the male of a child lion who still seemed to be a child. "No, it doesn't mean anything deep, but she's pretty smart, this kid. - Hey, hands." The little lion, who looked frigidly at Momiji's hand like the Scarlet Snow doll he had been offered, chewed into his hand and spit it out peppery when he knew he couldn't eat it. "... wow, you look retarded though" "No, no, this is where Sin is awesome, this ad hoc thing that can instantly turn into a mess! This is exactly how clever you are not to allow any other followers! I don't know, everyone in the car thought it was just stupid, but there was no one to speak to wisely. And, at that time, the carriage suddenly pulled over, and whoops, the attendants jumped out of their seats, hitting each other in a narrow car, hitting the front seat, moaning at the pain. Levan was also pulled by inertia and his hips floated, but he was able to stick his legs together and somehow protect his body and one and one of his arms. "What are you doing -" An attendant, who had yelled at you earlier, frowned at the pain and yelled at you again with his face out the window. "Excuse me. There was a pedestrian standing in the middle of the road. - Hey, get out of the way! I heard the anger of your Lord. "... a pedestrian? Scarlet Snow's, incisive voice echoed from within his arms in response to the word. "Is that a man with dark hair and thin eyes? "What? Oh, yeah..." Scarlet Snow opened her eyes wide, responding to an attendant whose face was out of the window. "Run! If you don't dump the carriage right away and run, you will die!! For a moment, a desperate cry clings to the inside of the car, and everyone is taken aback and looks at each other. "- Um, what's that..." On behalf of everyone who can't keep up with the situation, Scarlet Snow stares back at Levan overlapping questions - and with a face stained with despair. "... no. I can't make it anymore..." Its arrow tip, the carriage door, which tried to question Scarlet Snow again biting her lips, was opened unconstructively at the same time as it was knocked lightly from the outside. "Nan Yan Su ~. It's an unpleasant day, I'm finally starting to come down" With that said and paying off the rain grains on his body, a young man dressed as a pedestrian peered his face through the carriage door with the ease of entering even the house he knew. It would be a human race. The strangely inexistent young man, who seemed unrememorable to meet and converse, lifted the hat he was wearing lightly, glancing at the unexpected intruder in the car. "I'm sorry to bother you on my own. I asked for you at work today." "What, you...? The young man - Shadow Lang saw "Chibi Scarlet Snow" held by Levan and opened his thin eyes gently. "Hey, is that your daughter? Something, perhaps, cute - no, no, it's usually the cutest, but is it Imechen? "... do you know him? He's the assassin I told you about. "Become -!?" Shadowloon nodded in front of the faint one. "None of them. The main business is a merchant who can sing and dance and paint betta, but he also does assassins for the side business. I'm working part-time today, and I think we're having a short relationship, thank you all." Come on! - Feeling instinctive fear, Levan aggressively took Scarlet Snow (+ Child Lion) and, in the form of a body hit from his back, broke the door on the other side and jumped outside the carriage. It was at the edge of my sight that my lord was falling on the soaked ground for a moment - a moment, the carriage splashed apart from the inside... needless to say, the passengers who were inside followed the same fate, and a red blood splash blossomed for a moment in the rain that descended. "Watch out for yarns and needles! Without time to grieve, Scarlet Snow's attention flew, staring all the way into his eyes, he could barely see a few things flying through the air like diagonal lines, toward this one. "-Come on." Somehow, behind his back, the stone walls of the private house were completely cut off and collapsed. "Lady, please be the rose in your hand. - And it shouldn't rain after all. The track of the steel thread is found out." Shadow Lang spilled his stupidity as he let himself unfold steel threads much thinner than his hair. As a circle is drawn around Shadow Lang, the rain grain is slashed in the air and the steel thread floats to the shape of an arc only for a moment, but too soon. It was a terrible attack that I managed to react to because it was Levan. "Well, on the contrary, the needle seemed to stand out in the rain grain." "... Gu" In response to that word, Levan pulled together several needles that had been stabbed in his left shoulder. My body feels hot and paralyzed. Definitely would have been poisoned. "!! Hey - I don't care about us, just run! "No, I don't think so." I noticed all the time, there was Shadowloon right in front of me. A dagger is gripped in its right hand and the cut-top orientation is directed straight at Levan's heart. "If you want, if you want" The dagger is swinging through lightly, on the verge of... In the form of responding to the screams of scarlet snow, the little lion in its arms growled - and at the same time emitted a rainbow light. "Hey, what the hell?!" Aggressively distanced with backsteps, in front of a shadow man with his eyes covered, the bright light disappeared - and Levan and the Scarlet Snow dolls, who were grumbling, disappeared like smoke. "Transfer stone? No, that should only work with players.... I don't know what you did, but it's definitely your daughter's fault." Then I looked at the tip of the bloody dagger and sighed. "Is there a response that put a deep burden on you, the poison is spinning, but life and death are unknown because there are no bodies? This is gonna piss me off." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ It seemed like a little forest or forest there. Levan blurred her eyes open to the shimmering feeling of licking her cheeks and the raw, warm liquid unlike the rain, as she buried herself inside. A little lion sits in front of him, whom Scarlet Snow called "Sin." Apparently, this kid was licking his own cheek. "... helped...? I try to wake up my body, but I can't help my body because of the poison. "... no, can't you even say it helped" Then, uh, I noticed that 'Chibi Scarlet Snow' was in my arm. "Your Majesty... since then, do you know what has happened...? But 'Chibi Scarlet Snow' literally didn't even move like a doll. Even after waiting a while, Levan sighed, making sure there was no response, even if it was sloppy. "No... you're isolated and helpless..." My eyelids are rapidly getting heavier because of the thread of tension cut. Son Lion roared in haste, trying to wake him up, but no matter how hard he tried, he was held back, and for a moment when he collapsed, I felt like I saw a light illuminating this one.
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ๅฆŠๅจ ใŒๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๆ—ฅใซๆ—ฅใซใ‚„ใคใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝ“ๅˆใฏ็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๆฒป็™’ใ‚„้œŠ่–ฌใ‚’็”จใ„ใฆใ‚‚่กฐๅผฑใฏๆฒปใพใ‚‰ใšโ€•โ€•ใปใผไธ€ๆ—ฅไป˜ใใฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใงๆฒป็™’่ก“ใ‚’่กŒไฝฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใŠ่…นใฎๅญไพ›ใซๆฏไฝ“ใฎ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝๅŠ›ใŒๅธใ„ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใซใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใใ€ใใ—ใฆๅฎŸ้š›ใซ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅผฑใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใใ‚Œใฏๆ…ˆใ—ใ‚€ในใ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใงใฏใชใใ€ใŠใžใพใ—ใ„ๆ‚ช่…ซใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฏ„็”Ÿ่™ซใซใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚’ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๆ…ˆๆฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้™ใ‹ใงๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ็žณใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๅญใŒไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆจใฟใ€ๆ†Žใ—ใฟใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใซๅ‹ใ‚‹ๆ„›ใ‚„ๅ–œใณใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠใฎใšใจ่‹ฆใ—ใฟใ‚„ๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ„ไบบ้–“ใซใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใฎๅญใฏ็”Ÿใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฆ้›ฃใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ„่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใŠใ‚ˆใใ“ใฎไธ–ใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ไบบ......ใ„ใˆใ€ใŸใจใˆ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚„็ฆฝ็ฃใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจ่‹ฆใ—ใฟใ€ๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใฎใชใ„ไธ–็•Œใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹่€…ใฏใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใใ‚Œใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšใซ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅญใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใใฃใฑใ‚Š่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ๅ‹ไบบใซไธ€็žฌใ€ๆฐ—ๅœงใ•ใ‚Œ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ฉฐใพใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ ใŒใ€ๅ“€ใ—ใ’ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใฆใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใชๆฅฝ่ฆณ่ซ–ใŒใงใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฎ‹้…ทใง็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใงใ™ใ€‚ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ—ใ‹ใญใชใ„็•ฐ็ซฏใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จฑๅฎนใงใใ‚‹ใปใฉๅ …็‰ขใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚็”ฃใพใ‚ŒใŸๅญใŒๆˆ้•ทใ—ใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚’็ ดๆป…ใซๅฐŽใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใใฎๆ™‚ใซ่ฒดๅฅณใฏ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹? ็”ฃใ‚“ใ ใ ใ‘ใงๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงไป–ไบบไปปใ›ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚็„ก่ฒฌไปปใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€็งใฏใ“ใฎๅญใฎๆ”ฏใˆใซใชใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†! ใ„ใพใ ใฃใฆใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ่ฒ ๆ‹…ใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅ‡บ็”ฃใชใฉใ—ใŸใ‚‰่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒ......! ใ„ใพใชใ‚‰้–“ใซๅˆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠ่…นใฎๅญใ‚’ๅ‡ฆ็†ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ……ๅˆ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒใ“ใ‚“ใช่‹ฆใ—ใ„ๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™!ใ€ ่บซใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅซใณใงๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚’ใ€ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ๅˆฅใซ็งใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ไธๅนธใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅญใŒ้‡่ทใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใ‹ใ‘ใŒใˆใฎใชใ„ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๅฎ็‰ฉใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ„้ก”ใงใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซไธฆใ‚“ใ ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ๅฎขใฎไธ€็ต„โ€•โ€•ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ๅคซๅฆปใฎๅฆปใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ˜ฅ็”ฃใพใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่ตคใ‚“ๅŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ใˆใฐ็งใฏใšใฃใจไธญ้€”ๅŠ็ซฏใงไฝ•ใ‹ใซๆฌ ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒไปŠใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆบ€ใก่ถณใ‚ŠใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฅณใจใ—ใฆๆฏใจใ—ใฆๅญใ‚’็”Ÿใ™ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไธ€ๅ“กใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใง้บ่จ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏๆณฃใๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆๅ้งใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸโ€•โ€•ใใฎ่ƒŒใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็š‡ๅฅณๆง˜โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ„ใพใฏๅฅณๅธๆง˜ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใพใ‚่จ€ใ„ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€Ž็š‡ๅฅณๆง˜ใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆโ€•โ€•็š‡ๅฅณๆง˜ใ€ๅญไพ›ใ‚’็”ฃใ‚€ใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๅฅณใงใ‚‚ๅ‘ฝใŒใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใˆใ€ใฒใจใคใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ“ใฎไธ–ใซ้€ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฏ่ฆชใฏใฉใ‚“ใช่‹ฆ้›ฃใซใ‚‚่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ•ใ€ ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’ไผดใฃใŸๆบใŽ็„กใ„่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆ‚”ใ—ใ’ใซไฟฏใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใ€ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏ็ดๅพ—ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ใจๅฐใ•ใๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใซไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅญใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸใพใพใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใซใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚่ฟทใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚็š‡ๅฅณๆง˜ใจๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚......ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใญใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใซ่ปฝใๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎ็คผใ‚’้€ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใจใ€ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸ้ก”ใงๅคซๅฆปใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€‚ใซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒ็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใŸใฎใ‹็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใซไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใฎใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็”ฃใพใ‚ŒใŸ็งใฎๅญใ‚’ใ€ใŠไบŒไบบใซใŠ้ ใ‘ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใซ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏไบˆๆœŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€้ฉšใใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰็งไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚่‚ฒใฆใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใŠ่ฉฑใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅญใ‚’็”ฃใ‚€ใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใชใซใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๆฐ—่ฒ ใ„ใ‚‚ใชใๆฏ…็„ถใจใ—ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚‚็ต‚ๅง‹ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ“ใฎไผš่ฆ‹ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸๅฝ“ๅˆใซๆฏ”ในใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใจ้›ถ็’ƒใŒๆฒป็™’่ก“ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ”็„ก็†ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใปใ†ใŒใ€ใจไผ‘ๆ†ฉใ‚’ๅ‹งใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๆฅฝใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ฉฑใ•ใ›ใฆใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ€ๅฝ“ๆƒ‘ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”่ฟทๆƒ‘ใชใ‚‰็„ก็†ใซใจใฏ็”ณใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใŠไบŒไบบใฎไบบๆŸ„ใจใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใจใ„ใ†ๅœŸๅœฐๆŸ„ใŒใ€ๅญไพ›ใ‚’่‚ฒใฆใ‚‹ใฎใซๆœ€้ฉใ ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใ€ๅญไพ›ใŒไธ–้–“็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใฎ็ฑ ใฎ้ณฅใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œไปปใ›ใฆใŠใใช! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ไฟก้ ผใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ†ๅฅดใฏๅผตใ‚Šๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๆ‡ธๅฟตใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸไบญไธปใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงใƒใƒณใจๅฉใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏๅฑˆ่จ—ใชใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใŸใจใˆ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅพกๅญๆง˜ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆ†ใ‘้š”ใฆใชใ่‚ฒใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆ? ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญ?ใ€ ๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ไธธใ‚ใฆใ€ๆถ™็›ฎใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ“ใใŒ็งใฎๆœ›ใฟใงใ™ใ€ 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ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ”ๅ‘ฝไปคใจใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็งใฏๅพ“ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€็งใฎไธปไบบใฏๆœชๆฅๆฐธๅŠซใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใŸใ ใŠไธ€ไบบใงใ™ใ€ ่‹ฆใ—ใ’ใซๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไบ‹ๅฎŸไธŠใ€็”ฃใพใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ๅญไพ›ใซใฏใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎฃ่จ€ใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆ้ฆ–่‚ฏใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€็งใฏใšใฃใจๅงซๆง˜ใจไธ€็ท’...ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใ‚‚ๆถˆใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ้šฃใซๅฑ…ใŸ้›ถ็’ƒใŒใ€้ธๆŠžใฎไฝ™ๅœฐใฎใชใ„ๅฝ“็„ถใจ่จ€ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ€็งใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใšใซ่‡ช็”ฑใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‡ช็”ฑใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ็งใŒๆฑบใ‚ใŸ่‡ช็”ฑใ€ ใ€Œ......ใตใ†ใ€‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ่ชฌๅพ—ใ‚’่ซฆใ‚ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ็œ ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸ้”ใ‚‚ไป–ใฎ่€…ใจไบคไปฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ๅŠๅˆ†ๅคข่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰็ท‹้›ชใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ 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ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆฅใŸ้“ใ‚’ๆˆปใฃใฆๅˆ†ๅฒใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‰‰ใฏใพใ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใพใ ้–‰ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใพใŸๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใฎ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใพใŸๅˆฅใชไฝ“้จ“ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ—ใฐใ—ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใตใจ่ถณๅ…ƒใฎๅ…‰ใ‚‹ๅฐ้“ใฎๅ…‰้‡ใŒ่ฝใกใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅปถใ€…ใจ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้“ใŒใ€ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพใ€…ใซๅดฉใ‚Œใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้ธในใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚’้ธใถใ‹ใฏใจใฃใใซๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ€ใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ธใ‚“ใ ใใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅดฉใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅฐ้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎไธญใธใจ้ง†ใ‘่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€่ฆ–็•ŒใŒๆš—่ปขใ—ใ€ใตใจ่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่€ณๅ…ƒใงใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใจๅ›ใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใใฎๅœฐใธใจ้™ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
"... no matter what, are you going to have that child? Oriana, who never opened her mouth to her will, took a step forward, like blaming her - more worried about her opponent than that, stuck to Scarlet Snow in a tone that flattered her. "Yep. It's the same no matter how many times I repeat it, it won't change my mind" Scarlet Snow, with her hips down in the window chair, smiled lightly, still responding to it with a resolute attitude. The reason for such an attitude was obvious, although it seemed a lack of gratitude to Oriana, who had become the empire's empress. Her abdomen, which she stroked with love, was swollen, indicating -3 weeks pregnant. Perhaps, at this time of year, you already feel fetal movement. By the birth month there is still time - that said, Scarlet Snow herself is so luxurious that it is originally so small that the more she hugs it, the more she is likely to break it, that its existence is only too great and appears to be an obvious burden. The fact is, the beauty that used to just shine is done, and the dark fatigue that can't be wiped is floating in its face. Contrary to that, however, the softness and inclusiveness characteristic of the mother is increasing - to its painful but sublime appearance, Oriana bit her lips with a sinking face. No matter how many words overlap, perhaps this stubborn and gentle friend will not sacrifice my son. But still, Oriana couldn't help but say it as her best friend. "I'm a woman, too. I can't tell you to abort your child cheaply, etc., even if your mouth is ripped if it's supposed to be. Except for that kid. Born unwanted by anyone, rejected from the world, despised as a cursed child, and to bear the pain... because such a harsh life is promised" Scarlet snow taking the word directly from the front, but its smile unchanged. On the contrary, impeaching Oriana was even more painful. "No, if that's all, I won't disagree so far either. Because there are many unwanted children in this world. But the kid is too dangerous. - I'm asking, why you're so debilitated. The child is still at the fetal stage but has tremendous power. To prevent that power from rumbling, you are constantly exercising weakening magic on yourself and suppressing that power... what happens if such a dangerous being is born in this world? And it's more obvious than seeing fire what happens when you know you're born. You will resent your existence and this world. And if we seek to destroy it, there is no such thing as the earliest we can stop! At that time, there will be no more of you! - And I will sue you with my unspoken gaze. Scarlet Snow became more obnoxious every day after the pregnancy was discovered. Though initially thought to be spiritual, any magic healing or psychotropic medication used would not cure the debilitation - Life Capital (Miko) and Zero Glass (not much), who practise healing almost all day long, were steadily polishing their vitality with their mouths aligned "as if they were pumping water into a bottom loose bucket". And the cause was obvious. Maternal vitality is sucked up in the belly child. From the first time I heard it and actually saw Scarlet Snow's weak cut, to Oriana's eyes it was no longer a life to be merciful, but a nasty malignancy, which only seemed like a parasite. Scarlet Snow stares at such Oriana with quiet, clear eyes like a Mother of Mercy. "Why do you think this child will resent the world and be imprisoned by hatred? Knowing the love and joy that beats it will make you a man who can't beat bitterness and sadness every second. Indeed, from the moment she was born, this child will carry in the ordeal. But those who live roughly in this world...... no one lives in a world that suffers and is free from grief, even if it is demons or animals. But I live without losing it. Same goes for this kid. I believe that." For a moment, I let my clearly outgoing friend clog me with barometric words, Oriana, but I shook my neck to the side with pity and sighed. "I didn't think you were such an optimist. This world, man is more cruel and merciless. It is not robust enough to tolerate heretical things that could destroy the world, just like normal human beings. Can you take responsibility when the child born grows and tries to bring the world to ruin? Isn't it too irresponsible to just give birth and leave it to others?" "- As much as I can, am I going to support this child? "There's no way you can! I don't know how much of a burden I still have, if I give birth in this state, I can stand it...! I can make it now. Process your belly child! You've had enough, you don't have to suffer like this! Scarlet Snow stares at Oriana pleading with a shredding cry, like trouble. "Oriana. Nothing. I've never thought of myself as unhappy or of this child as a burden, on the contrary, as an irreplaceable and precious treasure" With an unconvincing face, from Oriana, who almost stares at herself, Scarlet Snow shifted her gaze and saw a newborn baby this spring, held by the wife of King Collard and his wife, Chloe, a group of visitors lined up behind her. "I feel like I've been halfway and missing something. But now I feel really full. By giving birth to a child as a mother as a woman, I can be a true member of this world. I can't be happier. Thank you, for worrying about me. I really appreciate it." To that word as if it were a will, Oriana, with a crying, angry face, opened her mouth reflexively and rebutted - on its back, Chloe's calm voice hung. "Empress - No, were you an empress now? Well, I'm used to saying it, so let me say 'Empress' - Empress, having a child is a life-saving thing for any woman. But, hey, if you can get one life out of this world, your mother can endure any ordeal." "I'm still unconvinced," whimpered Oriana, leaning down to repentance, in an unshakeable word with a sense of reality. On her behalf like that, Chloe came forward with my child in her arms. King Collard follows suit. "Your Majesty, if there seems to be any stray in Your Majesty, I said the same thing to the Empress.... I don't think you have anything to say to me." Scarlet Snow sent a gentle thank you to Chloe, who grinned, and then, fu, saw the couple's faces with the faces that came to mind. "Yes, yes. I have a favor to ask of you both, can you listen to me? "What would that be? King Collard frowned with a strange look, and Chloe nodded silently as to whether he had perceived anything. "In case anything happens to me, I want to leave my baby with both of you." Tension ran to everyone who was there. Just one, Chloe wasn't surprised to see if she expected it. "If it's true, I'd just like to raise one. I'm not talking about this earlier, because I don't know what it would be like to actually have a baby." Although the attitude of perseverance and perseverance remains unchanged at all times without feeling it, "Princess, it is better not to be too forced," he recommends taking a break, while the life capital and Zero Glass hastily hang on to the healing technique, realizing how scarlet snow is clearly wearing off compared to the beginning of this meeting. "Thanks, it's a lot easier. But let me just talk a little more." I shake my head loose and gaze at King Collard with a bewildered face. "I'm not saying I can't if it bothers you. It's just because you two personalities and a land pattern called Amitia were thought to be the best way to raise a child. Just being in an aerial garden can make a child a bird in a cage unknown to the world." "It's..." "Leave it to me! If you trust us that much, I won't complain, and whoever complains will strain you. You would, too, wouldn't you? Chloe laughed uncontrollably as she banged the back of the pavilion owner, who nearly put her concerns to her mouth, with one hand. "- Yes, sir. I get it. Well, if that happens, even your majesty's children will grow up undivided, won't they? Are you sure? Scarlet Snow bowed his head deeply to King Collard, who rounded his slapped back and confirmed it with tears. "Thanks, that's what I want" Then I can look around and say. "The power of our country has also diminished. No, most demon generals could disappear, but they would still have enough power to protect Amitia. If you need anything, don't hesitate to offer" โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The meeting was then naturally extinguished by the voluntary withdrawal of the same person who saw Scarlet Snow in physical condition. Scarlet Snow, who was escorted to her bedroom by the Life Capitals, sighed loudly when she drank a glass of wine blood that had been prepared, and lay on her bed so that her dressing would collapse there as well. "A little on the boulder... I'm tired..." "Princess......" I saw the face of Scarlet Snow sadly, with the face of Life Capital similar to that of Oriana earlier. "Life capital, if I don't leave this child..." "Princess!!" "... it's a story of what if" Scarlet snow laughing sideways. "I'll have this kid and the air garden then, please. All that's left of the Round Table Demon General is you and Yasuo (Hozumi), and Zero Glass. The right of control has been transferred to Mr. Shadowloon, so I don't think he'll disappear without me... maybe Mr. Shadowloon won't come back" All this time, Scarlet Snow's eyes shook with pity. "I've pushed him for a hard role. In order to maintain the aerial gardens, you just have to live alone, bearing the burden of not being allowed to die and wander. That's all I have left." "Never think about martyring, etc. There are no more demon generals or powerful rows who were the Lord at the head of Heaven. You're the only one I can count on." That day. In exchange for the disappearance of the idle fog (kim), most of the Demon General, including Heaven's Lifetime, who saw the Scarlet Snow returning unconscious and unbroken, and his endorsers, including Lappy, Tamegoro - an army that reaches its total of 10,000 rides - stormed angry hair heaven and dared to storm the only remaining 'Tower of the Pale God' in the heart of the continent, with momentum that just destroyed the world. The earth trembled, the heavens cracked, and the rivers stained with blood. The exact final war (Harmagedon) that lasted three days and three nights abruptly subsided, and no one returned alone. In a later investigation, it is the prevailing view that there was not one thing left on the trail - even the 'Tower of the Pale God' could disappear - so they consulted with the Pale God. However, Scarlet Snow, who later regained consciousness, expressed a different sentiment: "I guess he ended up disappointed in everything and lost interest in this world". "If that's an order, I will obey. But my husband is a future perpetrator, my princess, only one of you." Life Capital answered bitterly. In fact, Scarlet Snow laughed bitterly and concurred with the proclamation that she would not touch a child who would be born. "Princess, I've always been with the princess... so without the princess, I'll disappear too" Zero Glass, who was next door, ran out of words in a tone that said there was no choice. "Nothing, you can be free without being imprisoned by me, right? "If it's okay to be free, that's the freedom I decided to be" "... ugh. You don't have a choice." Giving up persuasion, Scarlet Snow sighed and closed her eyes. "I'll sleep for a while. Take turns with others, and rest." "- Yes. Princess." Scarlet Snow continued half dreaming. "And that's this kid's name, though. I took the meaning of both sides and decided '-' so that I could be either male or female." "... ok" In his dreams, Scarlet Snow called to life in himself. "-. Please, may there be a beautiful world before you" I noticed all the time that for some reason I had just closed the "red doorโ€. "... why are you in the red if you opened the black one?" Or the daydream I was just having (?), what is it? I'm pretty sure it's some kind of trap that Ethereal God showed again, but this time it wasn't something oddly real or manipulative like the first smelly school comic strip that was shown, it was like chasing what actually happened...... it was an experience with no horn discomfort in the Xu. "I wonder what that means" Once again, we go back the way we came and stand at the branch. "The door is still there, and it's still closed. I know that means opening one of them again..." If I open it, is it a repeat of the same thing again? Or are we going to have another experience? I was worried for a long time, but I felt like the amount of light on the glowing trail at my feet had fallen, and I looked back and saw that the path that had been extended gradually collapsed and approached me from the other side. "You mean just pick it. Totally..." That said, I have decided to choose one at a time. "Come on, boss, follow me to my room! At the same time as I opened the door I chose, I ran from the crashing trail into it. At that moment, my vision dimmed and I felt someone whispering "Thank you" in my ear, but shortly after I confirmed it, I stepped down to the land where the Ethereal God was waiting.
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ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใงใ™ใชใ€ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จณ็Ÿฅใ‚Š้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŸใ‚Šๅคšใ„โ€•โ€•ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏ้šๅˆ†ใจใ‚ฆใƒใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ้ ป็นใซ่จชๅ•ใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใ€ใ„ใฃใๅธ้ƒฝใซใ‚ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎๅˆฅ้คจใซใงใ‚‚ใ€ ......ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใกใ„ใกๅ€‹ไบบ็™ป้Œฒใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ‚„็Ÿณใฎไธญใธ็งปๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใชใ‚ชใƒผใƒใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใƒญใ‚ธใƒผใชใฎใงใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใซๆฒฟใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใ€ใง่ฉฑใ‚’็›—ใฟ่žใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใ€่Œถ่“ๅญใฎ่‹บใฎใ‚ฟใƒซใƒˆใจใ‚ซใ‚ฟใƒฉใƒผใƒŠใ‚’้ ฌๅผตใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰(ใกใชใฟใซใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ไฝœใ‚Šใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซใ‚‚ๅฅฝ่ฉ•ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใŠๅœŸ็”ฃใซไธกๆ–นใƒฏใƒณใƒ›ใƒผใƒซๆŒใŸใ›ใŸ)ใ€ๅ…ˆใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใฃใฆใชใซใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ใƒ‡ใƒ–ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚€ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใงใ™ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใฎ้€š็งฐใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใพใ€ใ‚ชใƒ•ไผšใง้€ขใฃใŸๆœฌไบบใฎๅฎŸ็‰ฉใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใ‹ใชใ‚Š่‚ฅๆบ€ไฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๆตท่ณŠใจใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใจ้–ข้€ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘? ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๅๆŽขๅตใซๆŽจ็†ใ‚’่žใใ€ใƒˆใƒณใƒžใชๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใซใชใฃใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใง่จŠใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใฎใ„ใ‚‹่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใธใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฝœๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจใ€ใŠไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅค‰่ฃ…ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€่ˆฌไบบใซๅŒ–ใ‘ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใงใ™ใชใ‚ใ€ใซในใ‚‚ใชใๅดไธ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ่ปไบ‹็ตฑๅˆถไธ‹ใฎ็‹ฌ่ฃๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็‹‚ไฟก่€…ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฃใฆไฝ™ๆ‰€่€…ใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใกใพใ™ใ€‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅทก็คผ่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟก่€…ใชใ‚‰ๅฝ“็„ถใฎ่–ๅ…ธใฎๆš—ๅ”ฑใ‚„ใ€็ฅˆใ‚Šใ€ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆ•ฐใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไป˜ใ‘็„ผๅˆƒใงใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ใจใฆใ‚‚่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€‚้šฃๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใซ่กŒใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€็›ธๅฝ“ไป–ๅ›ฝไบบใซใฏๅŽณใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๆœฌๅ›ฝใฎๆŽ’ไป–ๆ€งใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฎๆฏ”ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ€็›ดๆŽฅใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚“ใจใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใŠไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใจใงใ€ใƒšใ‚ฑใจใƒใƒ„ๅฐใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ‚’ใ€ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใจใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใฎไธก็•ช้ ญใ•ใ‚“้”ใฏใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹็ญˆใงใ€็พๅœจใ€ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸGHใฏไบœ่Œถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ€Ž่Šฑๆคฟๅฎฎๆฎฟใ€ใจใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฎๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใฎใ€Žๆตทๅบ•่ป่‰ฆใƒป ใ€Œใ‚ใพใงใ„ใŸใฎ......!ใ€ ๅˆใ‚ใฆๆ˜Žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใซๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ๅ…„ไธธใ•ใ‚“ใปใฉ่„…ๅจใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆทฑๅˆปใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ•ใฆ็ฝฎใใพใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไบœ่Œถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ€Ž่Šฑๆคฟๅฎฎๆฎฟใ€ใฏใชใœใ‹่ทกๅฝขใ‚‚ใชใๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใฆใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€‚......ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๆญฏๅˆ‡ใ‚Œๆ‚ชใ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฟใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๅฃใซ้‹ใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ็พๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏๆฃšไธŠใ’ใ—ใฆ็ฝฎใใพใ—ใฆใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใฏ ใฎ็พๅœจๅœฐใŒใฉใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้ฃŸๅพŒใฎ็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฃใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚“ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆ„ๅ‘ณใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅ…ˆใฎๆตท่ณŠ้จ’ๅ‹•ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ใ”ๅญ˜ใ˜ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฎๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅบงๅณใฎ้Š˜ใฏใฎๆตทใฏไฟบใฎๆตทใ€ใ€Žๆตท่ณŠโ—‹ใซไฟบใฏใชใ‚‹!ใ€ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ใฎไบบใ€ใใ‚“ใช้›ฃๅ„€ใช็—…ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝต็™บใ—ใฆใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—ๅ–‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๆตท่ณŠ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ฃใงๆ‰‹ๅผ•ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚บใƒใƒช้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ไธ€ๆžšๅ™›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฟ‚้ ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ไพกๅ€คใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใชใ€ ใ†~~~ใ‚“......ไปฎใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆตท่ณŠ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆตทใซ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใจ้ง„็›ฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆฐดใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—่กŒใใŸใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ†ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใฎๅˆฅ่˜ใฎไฝฟ็”จใจใ€็พๅœฐใฎๆกˆๅ†…ไบบใ‚’ๆ‰‹้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†้ ผใ‚“ใงใŠใ„ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€‚ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็พๅœฐใธๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ๅพ“่€…ใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็งใ‚ใง้ธๅฎšใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซๅฐ‘ใ—่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ๆณจๆ–‡ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏไบ‹ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆ•ตใฎๆœฌๆ‹ ๅœฐใพใงไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€่€ƒใˆใ†ใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅผทๅธƒ้™ฃใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใŒใ†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†็ดšๅ…จๅ“กใงใฎๅ‡บ้™ฃใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใชใ‚ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅฑ…ใŸ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใŒใ„ใใชใ‚Š่‡จๆˆฆๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆญฆ่€…้œ‡ใ„ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅŸŽๅ…จไฝ“ใŒๆŒฏใ‚‹ใˆใ€็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใ‚‹้—˜ๆฐ—ใ ใ‘ใง็ช“ใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€็ฅžใ‚’่ฉ็งฐใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„šใ‹่€…ใซใ€ๅงซใŒ้‰„ๆงŒใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™! ่ซธๅ›ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆˆฆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ๅˆถ่ฃใงใ‚ใ‚‹!!ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใŒไธ€ๅŒใซ่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ™ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใฎ้ฌจใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใ€่กๆ’ƒใงๆค…ๅญใ”ใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅผ•ใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ดšๅพ“้ญ”ใŒ20ไปฅไธŠใจใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ชใƒผใƒใƒผใ‚ญใƒซ่‡ญใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ! ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒžใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใงใ™ใชใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒ–ใƒซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใงใฏใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใจใ€ๆ‰‹ใšใ‹ใ‚‰็ด…่ŒถใฎใŠไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใซๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๆ•ดใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏ้”ใฏใ€ๆธฏๆนพ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใฎๅ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ƒ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅˆฅ่˜ใธใจใ€่ตดใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ€ๅ›ใŒๆกˆๅ†…ไบบใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใฎใ‹ใชใ?ใ€ ๅˆๅ‰ไธญใ€ๆญปใฌใปใฉใ‚ฌใƒƒใƒ„ใƒชๆณณใŽใฎ็‰น่จ“ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹5ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใƒ“ใƒผใƒˆๆฟใซๆ•ใพใ‚Œใฐๆณณใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ไบบใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆๅˆๅพŒใฏ่ก—ใฎๆ–นใธๅ‡บใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ้ป’ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚็†ฑใ„ใ—้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ€่กฃ่ฃ…ใฏใƒ‘ใƒ‹ใ‚จใฎไธŠใซ่ƒธๅ…ƒใซใƒ•ใƒชใƒซใจใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใƒˆใŒใคใ„ใŸ็™ฝใฎใ‚ตใƒžใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใฆใ€็™ฝใฎ้”ๅบƒใฎๅธฝๅญใซใ€ๅŒใ˜ใใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใƒชใƒœใƒณใฎใ‚ตใƒžใƒผใ‚ทใƒฅใƒผใ‚บใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๅคไป•ๆง˜ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟ็ทจใฏ่งฃใ„ใฆใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่งฃใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ๅˆ‡็™–ใŒใคใ‹ใšใซใ€ไธ€็žฌใงๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใ‚‹้ซชใฏใ€ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ไธไพฟใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅพฎๅฆ™ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใฎๅ‡บ่บซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ€ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎ้ก”ใงใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๆญฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ็ซฏ็š„ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฑฑใฎๆ–นใธ่กŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใฎๅƒปๆ‘ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œๆ•…้ƒทใงใ€ๆ‘ใฎไธญใง่ณ„ใˆใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚„็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ๅคงใใช่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใชใ‚“ใ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๅญไพ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซใ“ใ“ใพใงใปใผๅŠๆ—ฅใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใง่ถณใ‚’ๅปถใฐใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏไธ€็ท’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆฅ้€ฑใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถ4็ดšใฎ้ญ”่ก“ๅธซ่ฉฆ้จ“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใงใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅ†’้™บ่€…ๆดปๅ‹•ใฏไผ‘ใ‚€ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็ตๆง‹ใ€่‡ชไฟกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใ†ใพใๅˆๆ ผใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใงใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๅ›ฝๅฎถ่ฉฆ้จ“ใซๅˆๆ ผใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใใฃใกใงๆŒซๆŠ˜ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใซใชใฃใŸใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€ๆœฌ้“ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ......? ๅฟƒ้…ใซใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ็‰นใซไฝ•ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ นๆŽ˜ใ‚Š่‘‰ๆŽ˜ใ‚Š่žใใฎใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ๆ•…้ƒทใŒ่ฟ‘ใใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใกใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ•ฐๅ‘ผๅธใฎ้–“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใฉใ“ใจใชใใปใ‚่‹ฆใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ใใ†็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใ€ๅฎถใŒ่ฒงใ—ใใฆ้ฃŸใ„ๆ‰ถๆŒใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๅฎถใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใงๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸโ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€่ฟ‚้—Šใช่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใจไฟฏใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ๆ€ช่จใใ†ใซ่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’......ๅคฉ้ ‚ไป˜่ฟ‘ใง่ผใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅคช้™ฝใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅพ—ๅฟƒใ„ใฃใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ใƒใƒณใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆ˜ผ้ŽใŽใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใ€‚ใใฎ่พบใง้ฃฏใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใœใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆ่ฝใก่พผใ‚“ใงใŸใฎใŒใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅฐใ•ใช้ฃŸๅ ‚ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๆ˜ผๆ™‚ใ‚’้ŽใŽใฆใ„ใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ไป–ใซ็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎไป–ใซใŠๅฎขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€ๅบงใฃใŸ้€”็ซฏใซใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ•!?ใ€ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆ็ถบ้บ—ใชใ‚“ใ ใ„!ใ€ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใงๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใ‚ขใƒซใƒ†ๆง˜ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญ~ใฃใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ่‹ฅใ„้ ƒใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ใจๆ•ฃใ€…ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆณจๆ–‡ใ—ใฆใชใ„ๆ–™็†ใพใงใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๅฐ่ฉžใซ่ขซใ›ใฆใ€ๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ€Œๅ‡บ้ฑˆ็›ฎ่จ€ใ†ใชใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒใƒกใƒณใ‚ณใŒใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใฆใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆไฟฎ็พ…ใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใŸใญใ€ใ“ใฎใƒญใ‚ฏใƒ‡ใƒŠใ‚ทใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ€ใใใƒใƒใ‚ข!ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฑ€้ขใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒไปฒ่ฃใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใ‚ชใƒญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฐป็›ฎใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใฎๆ–™็†ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใฃใจใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€‚ๅคซๅฉฆๅ–งๅ˜ฉใชใ‚“ใฆใ€้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ็ฆ„ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ้”่ฆณใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใฏใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ ด้ขใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๅคงไบบใฎ้ขจๆ ผใ•ใˆใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅธญใซ็€ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใจใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพๅ็‰ฉใจ่จ€ใ†้ญšๆ–™็†ใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฅฅใงๆŽดใฟๅˆใ„ใฎๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ฃŸๅ ‚ใงใ€ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใฏๅๅฏพใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใฏไฝ•ใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใ‚‚ๅ‘ณใชใ‚“ใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ไฝ•ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ™ใใซใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ€้™ฐใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‚ๆฏŽๆ—ฅไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆณใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ไฟบใฏ้•ท็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผŸๅฆนใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ€ไปฒ่ฃใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ใถใ‚“ๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Š่นดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฎถใฎๅค–ใซๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ๅธฐ็œใงใฏใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ•…้ƒทใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ•ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€Žๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใ‚ขใƒซใƒ†ๆง˜ใฟใŸใ„ใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ›ใจๅˆใ‚ใฆ้€ขใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใ‚‚ใ€Žๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใ ใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€ ้€”็ซฏใ€้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๆตท้ฎฎใ‚นใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’ๅ–‰ใซ่ฉฐใพใ‚‰ใ›ใ€็›ฎใ‚’็™ฝ้ป’ใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ใ’ใปใ’ใปใ‚€ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฒใƒ›ใ‚ฒใƒ›...ใŠ......ใŠๅ‰...ใ‚ฒใƒ›ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฎใ€ใพใ ่ฆšใˆใฆ......ใ€ ๅ‘ผๅธใŒ่‹ฆใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€่€ณใพใง่ตคใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‹ใชใ‹่กๆ’ƒ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ€ใœใ‚“ใœใ‚“ๅฅณ็ฅžใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅคฑๆœ›ใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใ‚ขใƒซใƒ†ใฃใฆใฎใฏๅœŸ็€ใฎไฟกไปฐใ‹ใชใซใ‹ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ„ใžใ€ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏใŠๅ‰ใฏใšใฃใจ......ใจใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฃใฎไธญใงใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚นใƒ‰ใ‚นใจ่ถณ้Ÿณ่’ใๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใ‚ขใƒซใƒ†ๆง˜ใฏ่ˆนไน—ใ‚ŠใŒๅด‡ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใ•ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆตท็ฅžๆง˜ใจๅคœๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใจใฎๅจ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใงๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใ‚’็ตฑในใ‚‹ๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€่ˆนไน—ใ‚Šใซใจใฃใกใ‚ƒใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅด‡ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฏพ่ฑกใ•ใญใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚็›ฎๅฐใฎใชใ„่ˆชๆตทใงใฏใ€ๆœˆใ‚„ๆ˜ŸใŒ้‡่ฆใช็›ฎๅฎ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚็ฅžๆ ผๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซใ‚‚็ฅ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏๆตท่ณŠใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใฎใงใ€่ˆนไน—ใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ˆใใŠๅ‚ใ‚Šใซๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใไธ–้–“่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Žๆตท่ณŠใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ˜่ชžใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใŒไผธใณใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ๆตท่ณŠใฃใฆใใ‚“ใชใซๅข—ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅข—ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใญใˆใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใฒใฉใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ•ใ€ ๅŽšใ„ๅ”‡ใ‚’ๆญชใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆตท่ณŠใฏๆœ€่ฟ‘ๆดป็™บใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใจใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎ่ฒฟๆ˜“่ˆช่ทฏใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ๅคงๅž‹่ˆนใ‚„้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใฏ่ˆน่ถณใŒ้€Ÿใใ€ๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ‚‚ๆ•ดใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅคงใใช่ขซๅฎณใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆ™‚ใ‚’็ตŒใ‚‹ใ”ใจใซๆตท่ณŠใฎ่ฆๆจกใ‚„ๅข—ใˆใ€ใพใŸใ“ใฎๆตทๅŸŸใซใ‚‚ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใ€้ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใš่ขซๅฎณใซใ‚ใ†ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒ่ˆนไน—ใ‚Š้”ใฎไธ€่‡ดใ—ใŸ่ฆ‹่งฃใ ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅ›ฝใฎๆ–นใงใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฎˆใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใจ้ง„็›ฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใชใ‚‹ในใไธ–้–“็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใฎใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‚’่ฃ…ใฃใฆใ€ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใช้€ฃไธญใ‚ขใƒ†ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใญใ€‚ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ้™ธใฎ่ป้šŠใ ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€‚่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซใ‚ใ†ใฎใŒ้–ขใฎๅฑฑใ•ใ€ ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃฐใซใฏ้œฒ้ชจใชไพฎ่”‘ใจใ€่ซฆ่ฆณใจใŒๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†...ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๆ€ฅใซๆตท่ณŠใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใญใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€......ใ€ ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅคชใ„่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ€ๅฃใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใพใงๅ™‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆตท่ณŠใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใฃใจๅŒ—ใฎๆ–นใซใ„ใŸ้€ฃไธญใงใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใงใฎ็ธ„ๅผตใ‚Šไบ‰ใ„ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ่ฒ ใ‘็Šฌ้€ฃไธญใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑใฏๅˆ่€ณใชใฎใงใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฃใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ™‚ใ ใ‚ˆๅ™‚ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚่ตคใ„ๅธ†ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„้ญ”ๅฐŽ่ˆนใซไน—ใฃใŸๆตท่ณŠใŒใ€ๅŒ—ใฎๆ–นใง็ธ„ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใŒ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„ๅŒ–็‰ฉ้ญšใ‚’ๆ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹......ใพใ€ไธŽๅคช่ฉฑใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ•ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใธใƒผใฃใ€ใ€ ๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใฎๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจไบŒไบบๆƒใฃใฆ็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‘ใชใ„ๅŽ็ฉซใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
"That's your chance." Mr. Shadowloon nodded with a translation face. It's fruitful - aside from whether or not, Oriana seems to have liked our country for a long time, and there was a scene where she wanted to visit more often, and even in the annex of the Royal Palace, which is in the Imperial Capital, she genuinely said she wanted to set up a transfer gate (teleporter), and the regular reception closed amidst ease at all times. ... Unlike the world's metastatic magic team, the most metastatic gates (teleporters) are complete over-technologies that allow you to travel into destinations and stones without having to personally register, so you couldn't match your opponents' wishes with boulders. So, after the three of them left, he said, "When I put my face in front of that boy or the empress, it's ironic. On top of all the trouble, I need to teach you something you don't even know," so Shadowloon, who was secretly eavesdropping on the story in "Hidden (Stealth)," showed up, cheeky with a tart of tea candy and Catalana (both handmade by me, by the way. It was also popular with Oriana, so I let her have both one-holes for her souvenir), and she put the dialogue ahead into her mouth. "What's the chance? "That's, of course, your chance to attack the fat guy. - No, it's delicious, this! Fat can be the common name for "Eternal Horizon Online" by "Aoshiโ€ Dragon Knight Day Boota.... I'm pretty sure the actual person I met at the off-duty meeting was actually pretty obese. "Why do you associate pirates with Mr. Daebuta? You got something? I asked the famous detective for reasoning, and I asked him in the mood of becoming a tomaholic assistant. "Oh yes. How does your daughter intend to infiltrate the Sacred Capital Facsimile where she is in the first place? - And can I take your place? "Disguise it normally, turn it into ordinary people..." "I can't," he dismissed. "It's a dictatorship under military control, and all the people are like fanatics, so the rest of us stand out for what's going on. There's never been a pilgrim from another country, but if you're a believer, just recitation of the Bible, prayer, greeting is a hell of a number, so you're not very deluded by the blade." Uh-huh. Even when I went to Cilento, my neighbor, I was pretty tough on other people, but apparently the exclusivity of the Eon Holy Kingdom's own is not that ratio. "By the way, we were exclusively transplant gates (teleporters), and I went directly to him, but my transplant gates (teleporters) were already destroyed and unavailable." With the spoon and fork you were holding, with your hands instead of the one brought to you by Life Capital, Mr. Shadowloon makes a peke and a bat stamp. "Then you will use the transfer gates (teleporters) that other people use, but Lappuchi and Tamegoro are unable to do so because they used personal transfer stones without using the basic transfer gates (teleporters). So, do you have any other idea... you actually do. There must be a fixed transfer gate (teleporter) at each Guild Home (G.H), and currently the only GH left is Mr. Atsushi's "Flower Tsubaki Palace" and Mr. Thigh Cancer's "Undersea Warship and the White Whale (Kaiteio)" "I even had those two......! Shadowloon sees me flattered by the fact that I was revealed for the first time, somehow with a subtle look. "- Well, as a force of war, I don't think you'll think too seriously about it as it's not as threatening as Mr. Warden or his brother Maru, but I put that aside, and I checked the other day that Mr. Atcha's" Flower Tsubaki Palace "had somehow disappeared without a trace" "You mean you repositioned it? ......... ... then it's still okay. " Bring dessert to your mouth with your teeth cut badly clouding your words. "Well, at the moment, I shelved this one up and put it down, and then the only thing I can think of is the transfer gate (teleporter) inside the White Whale. If you hold this down, you can easily eat it down your enemy's throat." "I see... So, does Shadowloon know where the current location of the White Whale is? Shadowloon replied openly as he drank up his after-dinner tea. I don't know. "That doesn't make sense! "So here's the pirate riot ahead" ...... "Oh, I don't know. The motto of my thigh cancer brother is" The Seven Seas Are My Sea "and" I'll Be A Pirate O! 'That's right. " That man, was he co-morbid with such a difficult disease? I didn't realize you had never spoken. "I mean, this pirate riot is being guided by Mono in the back? "It's unclear whether Zubari is involved in it or to what extent he's chewing one, but I think it's likely. Sounds far-fetched, but I think it's worth checking out." Uh-huh... Even if it didn't matter, we have to do something about the pirate riots, and we have to go to the sea. Honestly, I don't want to go anywhere that involves water, but can you say that? "I get it. For heaven's sake, contact King Collard and ask him to arrange the use of the villa in Quito and the local guide." "Ha. I understand. Do you mind if I select the attendants who will accompany you to the site as usual? I thought a little about the Heavenly Inquiry and placed an order. Anyway, according to things this time, we're going to be riding into the enemy's home base with momentum, so we'd better have the strongest formations we can think of. With that said, Akiho smiled inadvertently. "So that means all the demon generals at the round table are in battle." In tune with the words, all of a sudden the demon generals who were around suddenly became warriors. Just the samurai tremor, the whole castle shakes, and the windows crack just because of the fighting that can stand in. "That's the thing, to the fool who defrauds God, the princess lowers the hammer! Gentlemen, this is not a war, it is a sanction!! When Heaven said it together, the sound of the demon generals rose accordingly, and the impact pulled me back from chair to chair. - It might have been sooner. There are over Massive Combat (Reid) class squires against - players or something that already stinks of overkill! "It's been a climax since the beginning." Across from me gabbling, Mr. Shadowloon was as relaxed as ever, pouring a cup of tea substitute from his hand. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ So when we were ready, we went to the former royal villa next to the port city of Quito... "Why, I wonder if you're the guide? In the morning, having been specially trained in gutsy swimming to death, and having managed to get caught on the beat board for about meters, I decided to take Joey, the guide, out of town in the afternoon. Exactly because the usual black dress looks hot and depressing, the costume is wearing a frill on the chest over the pannier and a white summer dress with teart on the skirt, in a white Xuanhuang hat, and likewise a lace ribbon summer shoe, to the desired summer specification. By the way, I solve the three editions and make them my usual straight. Without any habit of solving it, hair that returns to normal in an instant is a subtlety of convenience or inconvenience. "Well, that's because I'm from around here." With a natural face, Joey answered frankly as he took my hand and walked as normal. Anything, they extended their legs almost half a day to this point as a child when a remote village was born just a little more from here to the mountain, where there were things in the village that could not be covered, festivals and big shopping. "I see. - Speaking of which, Fiore's not with you this time." "Oh, Fiore's got some sort of National Grade 4 sorcerer exam next week or something, and he says adventurer activity will be off for a while. You said you were confident this time." "Oh, you're trying. I hope you pass well." "Right." That, but if Fiore passes the national exam, will she continue to be an adventurer after that? He originally said he became an adventurer because he was frustrated over there, and I was wondering if he was going back to the main road...? I got worried, but since my partner Joey didn't seem to think of anything in particular, I decided to change the subject, wondering if I would ask too much root digging leaf digging. "Yeah, well, if your hometown's close, because of that, why don't you just show your face that way when you're done with this guide? "... right. I'll think about it." I put it between a few breaths and Joey gave me a somewhat bitter grin and I answered that. Speaking of which, I felt sorry for waving a far-fetched topic before when I remembered that the house had left the house to reduce food support and started an adventurer in Ara - talking about it like that. Joey glanced suspiciously into my face, naturally bent over, tilting his neck... watching the sun shining near the top of the sky, with a face he was good at something, pounding his hand. "Oh, well, it's already past noon. Let's make dinner around here." I was depressed by some unsolicited distraction, which made me look stupid. I appropriately went into a small dining room that caught my eye, but there were no other customers besides me because it was past lunch hour or for any other reason. So, as soon as I sat down, the general did something to me and he liked it, "WHERE PRINCESS!?" "How beautiful!" "You're like Arte, the goddess of the moon - eh" "I remember when I was younger!" He was lifted up scattered and placed on the table more and more until the dishes he hadn't ordered. Covered in the last dialogue, by the way, I heard your husband's vice "Don't cod me out, this octopus" from the back, and Nico laughed and turned it into Shura in an instant. "I told you, this locudenasi! "What's wrong with that, damn Baba! And a couple fights that begin (battles). Whether or not I'm unfamiliar with this kind of phase, Joey starts reaching out to the dishes on the table, ignoring them altogether. "Leave me alone, Hyuki. Couple fights don't get locked up when you get involved." The kind of tone that I had achieved even had an adult style that I was used to in these occasions. I'm urged to take a seat. "It's fresh, it's cool." And I try fish dishes that they say are specialties as they say, but contrary to Joey, who is having a relaxing meal in the dining room with a grasping fight in the back, I didn't feel the taste of anything. "... you look used to it" I guess I knew immediately what you were referring to. Also, Joey with a shady grin. "Well, we had a similar situation every day. Because I was my oldest son, protecting my siblings, going into arbitration, getting punched, kicked, thrown out of the house..." Uh-huh. Something doesn't seem like a very happy homecoming. Well, it's a abandoned home, naturally. "Speaking of which, I just remembered that the general told me," It's like Arte, the goddess of the moon, "and when I first met you, she said," It's the goddess of the moon. " As soon as he drank the seafood soup, he stuck it in his throat, his eyes black and white, and Joey chewed. "Gee ho... oh... you... gee ho, don't forget that..." Joey is getting red to his ears because he had a hard time breathing. "Because it was pretty shocking. Ma, I know it's not a goddess at all or anything, and I would have let you down. - Even so, is Arte, the moon goddess, an indigenous faith? Turn around the day after tomorrow, no, that's not true, for me you've always been... or something. On behalf of Joey, who's saying bumps in his mouth, Dosdos and Footsteps came back rough and from the back. Seeing where I can't see your husband, apparently this one won. "Arte, the goddess of the moon, is a goddess worshipped by sailors." Lie back on your own empty chair as you say. "Daughter of the Sea Goddess and the Night Goddess, the goddess who can unite the stars, so take it as a sailor, they're all just as admirable." I see. For an unmarked voyage, the moon and the stars are important guidelines. I guess it's somewhere deified. "There are shrines in this city, too, but there's been a lot of pirate damage these days, so sailors come here a lot." She's a casual public speaking general, but the word 'pirate' stretches her spine just a little bit. "Heh, are there so many pirates? "There's more. Totally terrible." A damsel distorting her thick lips. Anything, the pirates have recently become active, they have begun to appear on the trade route between Amitia and Cres. So far, large ships and demon-guided sailboats have fast feet and are armed, so there is no great damage, but it seems that the size and increase of pirates over time, and they have become accustomed to this area, so it is the unanimous view of the sailors that they will not be far away from harm. "Well, I figured I'd have to be well protected in the country." As far as possible, under the guise of an unknown lady, I'll give you my opinion. "You're not going to be an athlete with those people. The Army of the Land is what I'm talking about. It's the mountain of Sekiyama that pays back." The woman's voice was mixed with blatant contempt and a view of giving up. "Really...? Still, how could there suddenly be more pirates?" "Hmm..." The general put her thick arms together and bent her mouth. "It's just a rumor. The pirates around here are the losers who were originally more northerly, who have fled after losing a territorial battle over there." This story is my first ear, so I accidentally check the face of the general seriously. "Is that true? "Rumors. Rumors. You think a pirate on a magic ship with a red sail on everything, never seen, is spreading its territory north? It's like he's manipulating a white-white fish... or something like Yotai." "" Heh. " I laughed inside out at the unexpected harvest as Joey and I hammered each other into the story of a half-heartedly or almost unbelievably toned damsel.
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ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใง่ปข็งปใงใใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•่ฃ…็ฝฎใง็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใพใงใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒˆใ‚ซใƒƒใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅธธ่ญ˜็š„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็™บๆƒณใŒๅฐŽใๅ‡บใชใ„ใจใฏใ€่„ณใซๆทฑๅˆปใช้šœๅฎณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจใƒผใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใชใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒใƒ›ใ‚คใƒ›ใ‚ค้ซ˜ใ„้‡‘ใฎๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ‹ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†! ใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰่ถณใงๆญฉใใฎใŒๅธธ่ญ˜ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š้ฆฌ้นฟใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ€Žๆ™‚ใฏ้‡‘ใชใ‚Šใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆ•ฐใƒถๆœˆใ‹ใ‘ใฆ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๅŠดๅŠ›ใจๆ™‚้–“ใ€ๅฑ้™บใ€ๆ—…่ฒปใจใ€่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ๆ–™้‡‘ใงใฏใ€้›ฒๆณฅใฎๅทฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใซใ€ ใŽใ‚ƒใƒผใŽใ‚ƒใƒผๅ–šใๅฐ‘ๅนดใจใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใงๆทกใ€…ใจ่ฟ”ใ™ๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅ‰ฃๅฃซใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ’ใซ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณ็ฅžๅฎ˜ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€่กŒใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€ไบบใ€ๆ —่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใจๅŒๅนด่ผฉใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ใ”ใ‚ใจๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎใ‰ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใ€‚ใ‚ทใ‚บใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎไบ‹ใŒๅซŒใ„ใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณ็ฅžๅฎ˜ใฏใ€้กŽใฎไธ‹ใซใƒ•ใƒชใƒซใฎไป˜ใ„ใŸ็™ฝใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใƒฌใ‚นๆ‰‹่ข‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ—ใไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ๅˆฅใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’็‰นๅฎšใ—ใฆๅซŒใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใชใŠใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…็š„ใซ่จ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ™ๅฐ‘ๅนดใจใ€ใ™ในใฆใƒใƒƒใ‚ตใƒชๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅ‰ฃๅฃซใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€็–‘ใ‚ใ—ใ’ใซ็œ‰ๆ นใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซ3ไบบๅจ˜ใฎไธญใงไธ€็•ชๅœฐๅ‘ณใช่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใซๅใ—ใฆใ€่ƒธใฎๅคงใใ•ใฏๅœงๅ€’็š„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฟƒ้…ใ‚’ๆžๆ†‚ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณ็ฅžๅฎ˜ใ€‚ ใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใซโ€œ้ฆฌ้นฟใŒๅซŒใ„โ€ใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใงใ€้ฆฌ้นฟๅ…จ่ˆฌใŒๅซŒใ„ใชใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไป–ๆ„ใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใจๅฃใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใฏใ€ๅ˜ใซๆ นใŒๆ‚ชไบบใชใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใฏ็„ก่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถไธๅฎ‰ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ!ใ€ ใใ†ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅซใณใŸใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใชๅฝผๅฅณใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚‚ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚‹ใญใƒผใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใ‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‘้ฆฌ้นฟ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚’้€ฃๅ‘ผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ๅ‡นใ‚€ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ…จ็„ถๅ ชใˆใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ๅฝ“ไบบใซไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ่‡ช่ฆšใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใƒใƒญใƒƒใจๅฃใซใ—ใŸๅพŒใงใ€ใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใซๆ€ใ‚ใš้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใ‚‹(ใพใ™)ใญใ€ใ€ ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ่‡ช่ฆšใจๅ็œใฎใชใ„้ฆฌ้นฟ......! ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ็žณใซใ€ๆˆฆๆ…„ใจ้ฉšๆ„•ใซๅผ•ใๆ”ฃใฃใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ก”ใŒๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€ŒใŠไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒไธปใ€ ๅ††ๅฝขใฎใƒ‰ใƒผใƒ ๆ–ฝ่จญโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž่ปข้€้ญ”ๆณ•็™บ้€ๆ‰€ใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ๅฝขใงใ€่จญใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐๅบงใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ€่ƒธใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใŒๅฅณๆ€งใงใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซ้ทฒใฎ็ฟผใ‚’ๆŒใคๆ€ช็‰ฉโ€•โ€•ใ‚นใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚นใฎ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Š~ใฃใ€่ผๅคœใ€‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใŠ้™ฐๆง˜ใงใคใคใŒใชใ......ใ—ใฆใ€ๆญคๅบฆใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅพกๅ‡บๅบงใ—ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ‚ขใƒใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใšใซไธ€่ˆฌใฎๅฎขใจใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฝ“็„ถๆ€ช่จใซๆ€ใฃใฆใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€4ไบบๅˆ†ใฎใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใฎใซ2ๆ™‚้–“ๅพ…ใกใ‚’ใ—ใŸๆŒ™ๅฅใ€ๅฝ“ๆ—ฅๅˆธใฏ่ฒฉๅฃฒๆธˆใฟใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅใพใง1ๆณŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใชใŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚้…ใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡ใซใฏใพใจใ‚‚ใช(ๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซไธญใฎๅคฉๆถฏๆ›ฐใ)ๅฎฟๆณŠๆ–ฝ่จญใŒใชใ„ใจใฎใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€็œŸ็ ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฟทๅฎฎใ€ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒซใ‚ตใ‚นใ€‘ใฎ32้šŽใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏๅฐ‚็”จ็ง˜ๅฏ†้ƒจๅฑ‹โ€•โ€•ใกใชใฟใซ31้šŽใฏ่ฃใƒซใƒผใƒˆใ€Ž็œŸใฎใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„โ€•โ€•ใซๆณŠใพใฃใฆๅ‡บ็›ดใ—ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจ่žใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ่–ๅœฐใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้š ใ‚ŒๅฎถใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹......? ใ€Œๅฐ†ๆฅ็š„ใซใฏๅคง้™ธไธญใฎ50ใ‚ญใƒญๅœๅ†…ใซ1็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใฏ้กžไผผใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใ‚’่จญใ‘ใฆใ€ๅงซใฎใ”ไธไพฟใ‚’่งฃๆถˆใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ๅญ˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใจใ‹ๅคฉๆถฏใซ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใฎๅ…จๅ›ฝใƒใ‚งใƒผใƒณๅบ—ใ ใใ‚Œ? ไฝ•ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใพใ™ใพใ™ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใญใ‚ฆใƒใฎๅ›ฝใฏใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงไธ€ๆ™ฉใใฃใ™ใ‚Šไผ‘ใ‚“ใง่‹ฑๆฐ—ใ‚’้คŠใฃใŸ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใ€ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ‡บ็™บใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ่กŒๅˆ—ใซไธฆใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎ่ฟทๅฎฎใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใœ!ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€่€ƒใˆใชใ—ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅŠ็œผใซใชใฃใŸ็œŸ็ ใซใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใฉใ†ใžๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใš31้šŽใฎใ€Ž็œŸใฎใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€ใซ่นดใ‚Š่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ฃใƒœใ‚นใฎใ‚ธใƒฃใƒใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใซ็žฌๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่ฃ‚ใใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใ”ใจๅ›žๅŽใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒฉใƒขใฟใŸใ„ใซ็ต„ใฟ็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆ—…ใฎ้†้†ๅ‘ณใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†(่˜‡็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็œŸ็ ใŒ้œฒ้ชจใซ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใ€‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ้š›้ขๅ€’ใชใฎใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใงๅ‡บ็™บๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใใพใง4ๆ™‚้–“ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ๆจช่ปŠใ‚’ๆŠผใ›ใฐๅณๅˆปๅ‡บ็™บใงใใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใ€ไธ€่ˆฌๅฎขใจไธ€็ท’ใซไธฆใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใใพใงใŠๅฟใณใ ใฃใŸใฎใจใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใฟใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅๅฟœใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅ…ฌๅ‹™ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชๆ—…่กŒใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ่ปข็งปใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆŽปใ„ๆ‘˜ใ‚“ใ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฉฑใซ้ ทใ„ใŸ่ผๅคœใฏใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‚‹้ก”ใถใ‚Œใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆ่ปฝใ็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅฐ†่ปใฎ็œŸ็ ๆง˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใŒ้…ใ‚Œใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ้ทนๆšใซ้ ทใ็œŸ็ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ„ใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใ‚’็ฌฌไธ€ใซๅฅ‰ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่‡ฃๆฐ‘ใฎ่ฒฌๅ‹™ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใ„ใพใ”ใ‚ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใฎใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…็Šถๆณๅˆคๆ–ญ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใซ้›ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใŒใ€ ใ†ใ‚ใใ€ใ“ใฎใŠๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฎน่ตฆใฎใชใ•ใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ธใฐใชใ„ใชใ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๅ‘ŸใใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ๅบฆใ€็œŸ็ ใซ่ฌ็ฝชใ—ใŸ่ผๅคœใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ใใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใจ......ๆˆ‘ใฎๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€้–“้•ใฃใŸ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใใ†ใ„ใ†่ฆšใˆๆ–นใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใช่ผๅคœใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใŽใ“ใกใชใ’ใชๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ€ใจ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ็œŸ็ ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็ตถๅฏพ้›ถๅบฆใพใงๅ†ทใŸใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ„ไบบ้–“ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณ็„กๆ•ตใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงๅงซๆง˜ใ€ๆญคๅบฆใฎ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใฏไฝ•ๅ‡ฆใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใงใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๆ—งไบคใ‚’ๆธฉใ‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ(?)่ผๅคœใŒใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใฏๅคง้™ธๅŒ—ๆ–นๅŸŸใ€ใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆ? ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ›ฝใฏ่ปข็งป็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ‹ใ‚‰้™คๅค–ใจๆ‰ฟใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๅ›žใ ใ‘็‰นๅˆฅใซ่จฑๅฏใ‚’่ฒฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใจ้‹ใŒใ‚ˆใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไปŠๅพŒใ‚‚่ปข็งปๅฏ่ƒฝใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ไธ€ๅฟœ่ฆšใˆใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใพใ€‚ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏไฝŽใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆจช้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹็œŸ็ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚? โ€•โ€•ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ๅงซๆง˜ๆ–นใ‚’ใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใธ่ปข็งปใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใญ?ใ€ ่ฆ้ ˜ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„้ก”ใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใใ‚‹่ผๅคœใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉ่ฉณ็ดฐใฏๅพŒๆ—ฅ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆˆ‘ใŒไฝฟๅ‘ฝใงใ™ใฎใงใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใŠใŠใฃใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅญใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚......ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใซๅฟœใˆใฆใ€่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•่ฃ…็ฝฎโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ๅ็›ฎใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€5ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใฎ ๆ„›ใŠใ—ใ’ใซใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใŸ่ผๅคœใŒใ€ใใฃใจๅ‰่„šใงใใฎๅญใ‚’ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใธๆŠผใ—ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ•ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅญใซใœใฒใ”็ฅ็ฆใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒˆใ‚ณใƒˆใ‚ณๆญฉใ„ใฆใใŸไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณโ€•โ€•ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏ่ผๅคœใฎๅญใฎ็”ทใ‚นใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚นใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ€Ž้œ‡ๅคœใ€ใจๅใฅใ‘ใŸโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒณใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Š~ใ€‚ใ†ใ‚ใใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใพใŸไธ€ๅ›žใ‚ŠๅคงใใใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ‚ดใƒญใ‚ดใƒญ้ณดใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฏใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใƒใ‚ณใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™ใญใƒผใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒณใƒคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎใ“ใจ่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใพใกใ‚…ใ‹?ใ€ ใŠ่…นใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ‚ใจใ‚ใซ่•ฉใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ๆ™‚ใฎใƒใ‚ณใ‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใซ้ ญใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่งฆใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใ‚ฌใƒ–ใƒชใจๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ้œ‡ๅคœใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใงใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใฃ!?ใ€ ๅ™›ใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ€ใดใ‚‡ใ‚“ใดใ‚‡ใ‚“ใใฎๅ ดใ‚’่ทณใณๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅˆฉ็™บใใ†ใชๅญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใจ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹็œŸ็ ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซใ€Œๆ็ธฎใงใ™ใ€ใจ่ฌ™้œใ™ใ‚‹่ผๅคœใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใง......ใชใ‚“ใฆใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€ใ€Ž่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฎŸ้š›ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€่ผๅคœใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€Ž็ ‚ๅกตใฎ่ฟทๅฎฎใ€ใฎๅฎ็‰ฉๅบซใซใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€้‡‘้Š€่ฒกๅฎใงใฏใชใใฆใ“ใฎๅญโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใ€โ€•โ€•้œ‡ๅคœใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅฎŸไฝ“ใงใ€ใ€Ž่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฏพๅค–็š„ใชใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ•ใจไฟ้™บใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซๅฎ็‰ฉๅบซใซ้š ใ—ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€้‡‘้Š€่ฒกๅฎใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๅญๅฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใกใช่ฉฑใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ€่ฆชๅญใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅพ“ใ†ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ไบŒไบบใซๅๅ‰ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ€ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆ้œ‡ๅคœใฎ็‰นๆŠ€ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€Ž่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€ใฎ่จญๅฎšใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใซใฏๅฃๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„(ๅฃๆญขใ‚ๆ–™ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉ3ไบบใจใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’้ ๆ…ฎ)ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€Ž่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€ใฎ็œŸ็›ธใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฒใจใ—ใใ‚Šๅ†ไผšใ‚’ๅ–œใณๅˆใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่ผๅคœใŒ้œ‡ๅคœใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏๅๆฎ‹ใฏๆƒœใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่ปข็งปใ‚’่กŒใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฎๆ–นใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ๅ…จๅ“กๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€่ผๅคœใŒๅคงใใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้œ‡ๅคœใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ๆ–นใ‚’ใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝใธ่ปข็งปใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใซใ‚ƒใ€ ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซไธ€ๅฃฐ้ณดใ้œ‡ๅคœใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใๆ—…ใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใใฎๅˆน้‚ฃใ€้œ‡ๅคœใŒไธ€ๅฃฐใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใจ่™น่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใฎๆตฎ้Šๆ„ŸใฎๅพŒใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰4ไบบใฏๅคง้™ธใฎๅ—ใฎๆžœใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŒ—ใฎๆžœใฆใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Tabernacle Brave Lost Willide, provisional capital of the Free Alliance of Cres. The dry air of this town was constantly vibrant, turning it into not only one of the leading trading grounds in the South, where obscenity and chaos lived together. An underground labyrinth (dungeon), formerly known as the 'Labyrinth of Dust', as close as it is to its capital - now Sphinx, a -tier boss, is attacked and its treasure is an unidentified adventurer (?) Recovered by, almost out of existential significance, renovations were made in the liver of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson, the Patriarchate of Cres, and a tower-shaped labyrinth [Falsus] (also known as the "Princess's Observatory"), floors above the ground, was built - to the "Transfer Magic Shipping Station," close enough to - came a harlem-constituted adventurous boy and girl named three women for one man. Watching a stream of people making a long line of snakes, the swordsman like boy in metal armor on his upper body, the only man, shrugged with a pompous face. "Do you line up for this...? Because the merchants (caravans) are the main guests, the carriages, beast carriages, escort-like adventurers, etc. are lined up on the top of the Buddha - they are divided by conical towers (pylons) and lined up with zigzags, too, and they look like they are sooner than later. "Ma'am. Anyway, there's one transfer device... no, because there's only one (,). What's going on? It's taking a while. Still, it's slight compared to normal travel time." Gently shrugging his shoulders and responding to it is the tiniest, dark-haired, outrageously beautiful girl cleric. At the end of the line, if you look, an attendant of the beast man with a placard that said 'Saigobi: Town Jikan jkan' was raising his voice and calling attention. Seeing it, "Co-oke or a rat country," she mutters a pointless soliloquy. "... I can't help it, get in line for now" Another brunette girl stops the boy from trying to get to the rear of the line with the face she gave up. "It's not that way. I need to buy the tickets to the destination first and arrange them in order of number, so I have to arrange them at the ticket counter." With that explanation, I refer to a stone bungalow building a little further away. If you look at it, there was not as many people lined up as this one, but quite a few. "It stinks. Or are we just going to line up again..." The boy dropping his shoulders stares at the oldest (though he looks 16-17), pearl-haired, light swordsman-like equipped girl in the same group with the kind of eyes he mocked at the bottom of his heart. "I mean, I know I'm going to use this' Forwarding Magic Shipping Station 'in advance, and I suffer from understanding why I haven't even looked up that much advance information. Prior to opening this facility, I heard you were deeply involved, too? "Ah. No, because I heard that the destination was a country in the North, and I didn't think it was going to turn this around..." Various illustrations make the girl's eyes even colder. "I see, I understand. You're an idiot, aren't you? Humans should basically only have the means of travel to walk or ride a horseman, but how many months did you intend to travel from Amitia in the western region to the northern region? Normally, it would be common sense to shortcut from here to your destination with even more transfer magic devices than you can transfer here in the Transfer Magic Formation. If you don't derive that degree of idea, you have serious brain damage." "Oh my God. You know, there's no way a normal adventurer could use a hoe-hoe high gold hanging transfer magic or anything! It's common sense to even walk on your feet! "You're still an idiot." Time is gold, "I say," but with the effort and time to travel over the course of a few months, the danger, the travel expenses and the price it takes to use metamagic, it would be the difference between cloud mud. " Gyagi - a calling boy and a girl swordsman who returns pale with a completely garbage-looking eye. Towards the girl cleric, who looks troublesome and stinky at these two exchanges, the last of the line, a wizard with chestnut hair, a boy and a girl her age asked, frightened. "... Um, Master Hyuki. Does Mr. Siz not like his master? The girl cleric asked put her index finger peeking from a frilly white fingerless glove under her chin and twisted her little neck adorably. "Hey, nothing. I don't think you hate identifying Joey." "Really? Still a magical girl who frowns at suspicion in the attitude of a boy who says it back emotionally and a girl swordsman who cuts it all back bassari. By the way, contrary to the most plain appearance of the three daughters, the breast size is overwhelming. A girl cleric called Hiyuki waving patsy, as worried about her worries like that. "In the case of pearls (not), I simply don't like idiots, and I don't like idiots in general, so I have no other intention. And don't worry too much about the bad mouth because the roots are just bad guys" 'No, the only explanation for that is unscrupulous anxiety! She was a wizard who wanted to scream in her mouth. "- Nevertheless, Joey hangs in there. Normally, if they call me a fool, I think it would be somewhat dimpled, but it doesn't look like I've enjoyed it at all." "... maybe that's because the person in question has no consciousness whatsoever, right? Two girls look at each other unexpectedly at the high probability of it after pollo and mouth what they come up with. "It's possible." Any fool without consciousness and reflection......! Each other's eyes reflected their own faces, drawn to war and amazement. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Long time no see, my lord" A circular dome facility - a monster with eagle wings in the body of a lion with a woman on top of her chest, jumping from the top of the pedestal provided, in the form of overlooking the 'Transfer Magic Shipping Station' - Shining Night (Kaguya) of Sphinx lowered her head with respect. "Long time no see - Hui Night. How have you been? "Yes, thanks to you, I can't connect... and this time, are you sitting out like this? Well, he came in through the entrance as a general customer without even having an appointment in advance, so naturally you're surprised. By the way, after that, I waited two hours to buy a ticket for four people, and the day ticket was sold, so I stayed one night until the next day. It was still too late, and Willide said in the first place that there was no decent (Heavenly Says in the Body of the Exorcist) accommodation, so he stayed and re-stayed in my private secret room on the 32nd floor of the Labyrinth [Falsus], which was guided by the pearl - and by the way, the 31st floor would be the back route "True Boss Room" -. From what I've heard, they have a similar lair in the sanctuary of the Beastmen. Is that okay...? "In the future, within a 50-kilometre zone across the continent, there will be a similar facility to relieve the princess's inconvenience." Like, heavenly enough, but what national chain store is that? You don't know what you're up to. That's why the day after I took a good night's rest and nourished my English, I queued for departure with tickets. ... Well, before I do, Joey says, "Because of this, let's do a little labyrinth here!" Or making a thoughtless statement and saying to the half-eyed pearl, "Yes, please indulge me," he kicked me down to the 'true boss room' on the 31st floor, instantly killed me by the back boss Javawok, recovering every part of it that had been torn to pieces and rolled over, and reassembling it like a pramo, could also be said to be the flavor of the journey (if I resuscitated it, the pearl would have tongued openly). I don't know if I can tell you, but it's a hassle at this point, so I'll say it out. So, somehow it took me four hours to get ready to leave and reach this spot. Well, I can't leave right away if I push the sidecar over here, but this time, I lined up with the general public because it was only a patience and I wanted to actually use it and see how it reacted around me. "- That's why I'm asking you to move normally because this isn't official business, it's a personal trip." "I see." Hui Night nodded at the story of me scratched, gazing lightly at the blush we were having together. "You are there, revealed in the pearl of General Thirteen Demons. Sorry I'm late to say hello." Pearls nodding to eagle fried. "Good, because it is the duty of the people to serve the princess first. - I have to say that I have a little difficulty judging the situation." Wow, I heard Fiore whining that this sister's lack of forgiveness doesn't really pick on someone...... Again, the gaze of Hui Night, who apologized to Pearl, captured that Fiore and Joey. "Ooh, that's where every sorcerer's girl (stomach) and... isn't the only man who returned the wrong answer to my question! More than anything." Uh, is that how you remember it, after all? Unlike the nostalgic Hui night, Fiore returns a giddy greeting and Joey replies with ease, "Yo, it's been a while". The pearl's gaze is almost as cold as absolute zero, but people who don't stress are invincible in a way. "So, princess, where are you headed this time? It warmed up the old relationship for now (?) Hui Night has asked the key questions. "The destination is the northern part of the continent, the country of Cilento." "Cilento? But his country accepts exclusion from the transfer destination, are you sure? "It's okay because I'm only getting special permission this time. Remember, if you're lucky, you might be able to transfer in the future." "... ma. I don't think it's likely." Take a good look at Joey's side, the pearl that keeps the word going. "What the fuck! "Huh? - In the meantime, should we transfer the princesses to Cilento? Hui Night confirms with a face that doesn't get the guidelines. "That sort of thing. Sorry, but I'll explain the details later." "No, because this is my mission. - Whoa, I'm sorry. My child's greeting was delayed. ... this is the night of the earthquake. It is the princess's turn. Say hello." In response to that voice, the base of a black tablet (monolith) of about five meters, in the name of a transfer magic device - opened, and a child lion came out of it. A luminous night licked his back thanks to love gently pushed the child towards us with his front leg. "Sasa, princess. Please bless my child." A child lion who walked through Tokotoko prompted - in fact, Sphinx, the son of Hui Night, whom I named 'Earthquake Night' - to hug. "Sin, it's been a while. Wow, didn't you grow up one more time? That said, the way it's gobbling sounds, it's like a cat, as always. "It's true. Sinya, do you remember me, Mayu? Fiore's voice stroking around her stomach was also swinging by the way. "Whoa, that's the cat from that time. You remember me, too? An earthquake night that suddenly bites Gabriel in the hand of Joey, who tried to touch his head with nostalgia. "No, yeah, yeah, eh!? Hold on to your bitten hand, Joey jumping around the spot for a minute. "Well, you seem like a very resourceful kid." A glowing evening of humility, happily "I'm afraid," toward the pearl of admiration and narrowing my eyes. Well, with that... there's no such thing as a 'metamagic device' that doesn't actually exist. That day, in the treasure trove of "The Labyrinth of Dust", guided by Hui Night, was not a gold and silver treasure, but this child - "Demons that can use transfer magic" - an entity called Earthquake Night, and "Devices" is an external bluff and insurance, isn't it? In short, what was hidden in the treasure trove was a child more important than the gold and silver treasure.... It's a common story, but then I've said that both my parents and children will obey me, so I gave them a name and thought about setting up a 'transfer magic device', mostly after listening to an earthquake night stunt, and asked Chloe, Joey and Fiore, who were with me, to stop talking (I tried to pay a stopping fee, but they all refrained from receiving it). This can be the truth about the 'metamagic device'. When we reunited once and for all, Hui Night recalled the night of the earthquake. "Well, then the remnants are spared, but it's time to do the metastasis. Are you ready? "It's okay." "Yes, sir" "Nice to meet you" Everyone made sure there was no problem and Hui Night nodded loudly. "Then it's an earthquake night. I'm transferring the princesses to the country of Cilento. Can you do that? "- Nah." A vibrant seismic night. "No problem. Well, have a good trip." At that moment, when the night of the earthquake shouted, the rainbow light covered our entire bodies. After a moment of levitation, we were moving from the southern end of the continent to the northern end.
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ๆœฌๅ›ฝใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€Ž่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใ€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ‹…ๅ‘ฝใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‚ไธŠใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใฎ็งๅฎคโ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่ฆๆจกๅŠใณ็ตข็ˆ›ใ•ใฏๅœฐไธŠใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝใ€…ใฎ่ฌ่ฆ‹ๅฎคใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซๅ‡Œใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆฏ”่ผƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใ“ใŒใพใ—ใ„็ฉใฟๆœจใฎใ‚ชใƒขใƒใƒฃใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€ๅบƒๅคงใชๅฎคๅ†…ใซ็ท‹้›ชใจใใฎ่…นๅฟƒๅคฉ็Ž‹ใ€ๅค–ๆง˜ไปฃ่กจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€ไป–ใซๆ•ฐๅใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚......ๆฅใŸใญใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€ ใฉใ“ใจใชใ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ๅŠ›ใชใๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชโ€•โ€•้ป’ใซ่ตค่–”่–‡ใ‚’ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ่ฑชๅฅขใชใƒฏใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒซใƒ€ใƒผใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆœฌไบบใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใพใ ๅœฐๅ‘ณใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใฎๅงฟใซ้žๅธธใซๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใซ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจ้›ฒใฎไธŠใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅผพๅŠ›ใฎๅบŠ(็ตจๆฏฏใงใฏใชใใฆๅบŠใฎๆ่ณชใŒๆœช็Ÿฅใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ„)ใซๆ‚ชๆˆฆ่‹ฆ้—˜ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่‚˜ๆŽ›ใคใใฎ่ฑช่ฏใชๆค…ๅญโ€•โ€•ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ้šฃใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€่ปฝใๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ†…ๅฟƒใง่ญฆๆˆ’ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใคใคโ€•โ€•ใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅˆฐ็€ใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€้›†ใพใฃใŸ้ขใ€…ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใฏไป–ใงใ‚‚ใชใ...ใ€ ใใ“ใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒ้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฃใ€ๅงซใฎใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใฎ้€”ไธญใงโ€•โ€•!ใ€ ใ‚’ใ€ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ้žๅ…ฌๅผใชๅ ดใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใง็ท‹้›ชใŒใชใ ใ‚ใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถ็Ÿ›ใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€็›ดๅฅใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ไป–ใฎ่€…ใ‚‚ใ€ๆœฌๆ—ฅใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ด้™ใ‚ŠใซใŠใ„ใฆใฏ่จฑๅฏใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€็‰นไพ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ‚†ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚ๅผใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใ‹ใญใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฎๅคฉๆถฏใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใๅนธใ›ใซใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ไปฅไธ‹ใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸ่€…ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใŠ่žใใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใฏๆœฌๆ—ฅใฏๅพกๅ‰ไผš่ญฐใจไผบใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€้›†ใพใฃใŸใฎใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€ ๅดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€ŽๅงซใฎใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆฎบใ™ใž!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่ฆ–็ทšใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ„›ๆƒณ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใใฎๅ ดใซ็ธฎใ“ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไป–ใฎ้‡่‡ฃใฎ็š†ๆง˜ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฎœใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ้‡ใญใฆๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ๅฎŸใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใ€ๅˆๅฏพ้ขใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž่ปŸๅผฑใใ†ใช็”ทใ ใชใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ…ˆๅ…ฅ่ฆณใ‚’180ๅบฆๆ”นใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏไธ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ ใ‘ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใŸใ„ใ—ใŸ่ƒ†ๅŠ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใชใœใ‹้ ใ„็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใ“ใฎๅ‰ใ€ๆญฃๅผใชๅพกๅ‰ไผš่ญฐใฏใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ไปฅไธ‹ใ€ๅˆ—ๅผทใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธปใ ใฃใŸๅฎŸๅŠ›่€…ใ‚„ใ€ไธ–็•Œๆจนใฎๆฃฎใ‚„ๅŸบๅบ•ๆน–ใฎ้•ทใจใ‹้›†ใ‚ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ€่ญฐ้กŒใฏใ€ŽไปŠๅพŒใฎ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„่ญฐ้กŒใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ๅŒๆง˜ใ€้ ทใ„ใฆใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใงใ€ๅฃฎ็ตถใช่ญฐ่ซ–(ๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ„)ใฎๆœซใ€ใ€Žๅ…จ้ƒจๅพๆœใ—ใกใ‚ƒใˆใฐๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ต่ซ–ใซ้”ใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใšใ‚‹ใฃใจๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใ“ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŒๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ๅŸทใฃใฆๅ…จ่ปใงไพต็•ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใจใ€ไธป่ฆๅ›ฝใ‚’ใƒ”ใƒณใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใง็ ดๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใจใ€ๅ…จๅ“กๅฅฝใๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใจใงๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใญใ‡ใ€‚ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใชๆฑบๆ–ญใŒ็งใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆŒใก่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใ€็พๅœฐใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅ›ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€ไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใจใ‹็ฐกๅ˜ใซใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€็ ดๅฃŠใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ๅคฉๆถฏไธ€ไบบใงใ‚‚2ใƒถๆœˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅฏ่ƒฝใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ’ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅพŒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŒ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใชใ€‚1ๆœˆใจ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ๆ‰€ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆฃฎ็พ…ไธ‡่ฑกๆ นใ“ใใŽใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใกใชใฟใซๅ…จ่ปใ‚’ๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใงใ‚‚ๅˆ†ๅ˜ไฝใงๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹ใฎ่ช‡ๅผตใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ๆฐดใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝŽใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใธๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ่‡ช็„ถใชๅฃ่ชฟใจใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใ ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒใพใŽใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใ„ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใจๆ‚ŸใฃใŸไบŒไบบโ€•โ€•ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่ก€ใฎๆฐ—ใฎๅคฑใ›ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธ€ไบบใงๆ ธใฎใƒœใ‚ฟใƒณๆกใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฃ......ใจ่จณใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใฆใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ไธๅฎ‰่ฆ็ด ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผ้”ใจ็ฅžๆง˜ใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ใใฎ้ป’ๅน•ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‹ใช?โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€็ฅžใฎๅฎš็พฉใชใ‚“ใฆๆง˜ใ€…ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎ่ณชใฎไฝŽใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไธญ่บซใฏไบบ้–“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆใ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซ็ซใ‚’ๆ”พใฆใฐใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใŒไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ’ใซๆๆกˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒใ‚บใƒŸใ‚’็‡ปใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใ€ไธ–็•ŒใŒๅฑๆฉŸใซ้™ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ๆˆฆๆ…„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไบŒไบบใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ๅฎŸใฏใปใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใฌ็ท‹้›ช่‡ช่บซใŒใ€ไธ€็•ชๆๆ€–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒไฝ•ๅ‘จใ‹ๅ›žใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใ™ใงใซใƒกใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅฃŠใ‚Œใพใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใซใฏๅนณ็„ถใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚„ๅˆ—ๅผทใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€ใ€Žใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅงซใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ“ใจใฏ็ฌ‘ใ„ไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใจๅคงใ„ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€็››ๅคงใชๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆทฑใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใƒผใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ•ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่žใใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ€‚ไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ๆŠ•ใ’้ฃใ‚Šใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใ€ไบŒไบบใซๆฐดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†็›ด่ฆณๆšดๅŠ›ใซ้ ผใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นไปฅๅค–ใงใ€ๅนณๅ’Œ็š„ใซ่งฃๆฑบใงใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๆ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€ŒๅงซใŒๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ“ใใŒๆ’ไน…ๅนณๅ’Œใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆ„šใ‹่€…ใŒใ€ ใ€Œๅนณๅ’Œใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆˆฆใจๆˆฆใฎ้–“ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ๆœŸ้–“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒๅฐ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไป–ใฎ่€…ใ‚‚ๆฆ‚ใญใ€Žๅนณๅ’Œ? ใชใซใใ‚Œ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใฎ?ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅๅฟœใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ช่บซใฎ็„กๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ‚Ÿใฃใฆๆฒˆ้ป™ใ—ใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใชไผš่ญฐใ‚’้–‹ใใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ็›ฎใ‚’็žฌใใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ?ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใง่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒใƒณใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ใƒ’ใƒžใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆš‡ใคใถใ—ใ—ใŸใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ใจ็งใŒ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซๅพกๅ‰ไผš่ญฐใจใ‹ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅคงไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใ€ ใ€Ž่ฒดๅฅณใŒๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Žๆš‡ใคใถใ—ใซไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใจใ€่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๅ›บใพใ‚‹ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไป–ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใใฃใจ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ่จดใˆใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไพ‹ใˆใฐ?ใ€ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆๅ›ฝใฎ่ˆตๅ–ใ‚Šใจใ‹ๅ•้กŒใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅฑฑ็ฉใฟใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅ€‹ๅˆฅๆกˆไปถใซใคใ„ใฆ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใใฎ่พบใ‚Šใฎ่ฃ้‡ใฏใ€ ๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝไธปใซๆŒใก่พผใ‚€ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ•้กŒใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ นๆœฌ็š„ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ไธ€่จ€ใง่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰โ€•โ€• ใ€Œใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฝใฃใฆ่ฒงไนใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใฎ็ฏญใฃใŸๅˆ‡ๅฎŸใช้Ÿฟใใซใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใงไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใ‚‚ใ€็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใญใ€่ฒงไนใฏๅซŒใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‰......ใจใ—ใฟใ˜ใฟ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎๅฅฝๆ„Ÿ่งฆใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถไบˆ็ฎ—ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ“ใ†100ๅนดๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๅญไพ›ใซ้ฃด็Ž‰ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹่ชฟๅญใงใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจ้šฃใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไปŠๅบฆใฏๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใฆไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใฃใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅธ‚ๅ ดใŒๅคงๆททไนฑใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐๆˆ‘ใ€…็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚„ไบœไบบๆ—ใŒ่‡ช็ซ‹ใงใใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถไฝ“ๅˆถ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๆ”ฏๆดใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆ‡‡้ก˜ใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ช็ซ‹ใญใˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใพใฎใพใพใ ใจ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ด่จ€ใฃใฆใ€้ฃŸใ†ใ ใ‘ใง็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‰็ฉ€ๅ€‰ๅœฐๅธฏใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅดใŒๅธๅ›ฝใซๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ€ไบ‹ๆฌ ใๆœ‰ๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€ ใตใ‚€ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ใฎ่’้‡Žใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใฏ่พฒๆฅญใ‚‚็”ฃๆฅญใ‚‚่‚ฒใกใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ€ใ„ใคใใพใพใ‚’็ท‹้›ชใฏๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฃใฆใชใซใ‹็‰น็”ฃๅ“ใจใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘? ใ‚ใจ้‰ฑ็‰ฉ่ณ‡ๆบใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ็‰น็”ฃๅ“ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚้‰ฑๅฑฑใจใ‹ใฏๅฑฑใŒ่–ๅœฐใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใฎใงใ€ใŠใ„ใใ‚ŒใจใฏๆŽ˜ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅผทใ„ใฆๆŒ™ใ’ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰็ฃไบบๆ—ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ณ‡ๆบใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅค–่ฒจใฎ็ฒๅพ—ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใงๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚„ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใชใฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็จผใใฎใŒๅ”ฏไธ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใ™ใ‹ใ•ใš่จ€ใ„ๆทปใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใˆใ€‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅ†…้œ€ใ‚‚ๅค–้œ€ใ‚‚ใปใผๅฃŠๆป…ใชใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ใญใˆใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€ๅ›ใŒใ“ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๆฐดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚นใƒฉใ‚นใƒฉใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่พฒๆฅญๅŸบ็›คใฎๆ•ดๅ‚™ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใๆฐดๆบใŒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใใฎๅ‚ใซๆฐด่ทฏ็ญ‰ใงๆฐดใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€ๅพใ€…ใซ็ฉ€ๅ€‰ๅœฐๅธฏใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไบบๆใฎ่‚ฒๆˆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใง็„ก็†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใธๅ›ฝ่ฒป็•™ๅญฆ็”Ÿใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ—ใฆใ€ๅฐ†ๆฅใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ˆตๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบบๆใ‚’่‚ฒใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅฟ…่ฆไธๅฏๆฌ ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€้•ทๆœŸ็š„ใชใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒณใง่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใใ‚ŒใŒใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็ŸญๆœŸ็š„ใช่จˆ็”ปใจใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ......้›ฃใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆ็”ฃๆฅญใ‚‚ใ€่ฆณๅ…‰ใซใชใ‚‹็›ฎ็Ž‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๅœฐ็†็š„ใซใ‚‚่ฒฟๆ˜“ใฎๅŸบๅนนใฏใŠใ‚ใ‹ไธญ็ถ™ใŽใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‘ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใปใ‚ใปใ‚ใชใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆๆ„ๆฐ—ๆถˆๆฒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซๆใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใซใฏๅœฐ็ƒใฎใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็ ‚ๆผ ใฎไธญใง็™บ้”ใ—ใŸๅ›ฝๅฎถใŒๆใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใฏ่ฆณๅ…‰ใงใฏใชใใฆๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ่ฒฟๆ˜“ใฎไธญ็ถ™ๅœฐใจใ—ใฆ็™บ้”ใ—ใŸๅด้ขใŒๅผทใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใซไบบๅทฅ็š„ใช(ๆŸใƒใ‚บใƒŸใฎๆฃฒๅฎถใ‚„ใ‚ซใ‚ธใƒŽใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช)่ฆณๅ…‰ๅœฐใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…ˆ็ดฐใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใ‚ใฆใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใจ่‡ช็”ฑ่ฒฟๆ˜“ใงใ‚‚่กŒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใช่ฒฟๆ˜“่ทฏใจใ—ใฆ็™บๅฑ•ใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ็ด ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œๅธๅ›ฝใ‹......ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€่พฒๅœฐใฎๆ‹กๅ……ใจไบบๆใฎ่‚ฒๆˆใ‹ใชใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใฎๅพกๅ‰ไผš่ญฐใฏๆœ‰่€ถ็„ก่€ถใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ€ไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใจใ‹ใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใŒๆฃšไธŠใ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ ใจ็ท‹้›ชใŒๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไบŒไบบใŒ้€€ๅธญใ—ใŸๅพŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Everlasting Dark Country, Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson Country, Aerial Garden "Vacant Red Jade Castle". "Sorry I'm late. I came to life, Levan..." Levan, the beast of the lion, the leader (tentative) of the Free Alliance of Cress, who has been summoned in the name of your previous meeting, said that the size and ruggedness of the many Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) private rooms that were guided are far above the sight of the nations on earth. It is also a tremendous building block toy to compare to - in a peeking indoors through the entrance to, the vast indoors of Scarlet Snow and its belly of the Four Wesen, King Collard of the Republic of Amitia, the foreign representative, and only a few others made me look kyotonous. "Hey... you're here, Levan" I stepped indoors, having a very bad feeling about the appearance of Scarlet Snow - a luxurious one-shoulder dress with red roses in black, but this still seems plain, as his beauty far exceeds it - who is somewhat tired and inviting without force. A luxurious chair with a designated elbow hanging - next to King Collard - in a vicious struggle against a floor of elasticity (which seems to have unknown floor material, not a carpet) walking on the cloud, so when I greeted him lightly, he returned a greeting with a face somewhere like he gave up. Now we are raising the level of vigilance even deeper inside - sitting down. Apparently, Levan's arrival was the last. Scarlet snow rose and looked around at the face of the gathered face. "Er, there's nothing else that has gotten us all together..." So King Collard reluctantly raised his hand. "Um, may I? "You, in the middle of the princess's words -!" "Well, it's an informal place today," he said, accustomed to snow and scarlet. "Fine, I'll allow direct music. Others will be allowed to do so today, but please allow me to say that it is a special case." On behalf of the heavenly life of the unconvincing appearance, Life Capital (Miko and) conveyed it in a resolute voice. "Oh, thank you. I'm happy." King Collard and those who were on the spot gave thanks, so Levan hastened to join him. "So, the only thing I'd like to ask you is, I asked you about your meeting today, are we the only ones who got together? "Yes, I am." "Eh." To the lightly nodded scarlet snow, I accidentally raise my dismay, from everyone on the side of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson, "Do you have any complaints about what the princess said, I'll kill you! 'Levan shrunk to the spot as his gaze was released simultaneously and he rushed to a loving laugh. "... it seems that there are no other heavy ministers, may I? To King Collard's attitude of overlapping inquiries, it was actually Levan who, from the first time he met, thought, 'You look like a weak man,' but decided to change that preconception degrees. That's just the king supporting a country, a lot of guts, he said. On the other hand, if you are asked about scarlet snow, for some reason, you have a distant eye. "No, once before this, the formal meeting of your Majesty gathered the powerful who were the Lord known as the Legion of Strength below the Demon General of the Round Table, as well as the heads of the World Tree Forest and the underlying lake. - The agenda is about the future position of the Crimson Imperial Empire in this world." "Well, that's an interesting agenda" Like King Collard, he nodded and Levan embarked on himself. "Well, after a spectacular argument (a beating), I came to the conclusion that 'if you conquer it all, you'll have no problem'" Two men, King Collard and Levan, sat in a chair the whole time. "There's no conflict of opinion between me taking command and invading with the whole army and pinpointing the main country and all of us rambling on as we please. The final decision was brought to me. - I wonder where he went. I wanted to incorporate local opinions, so I called you guys." "... No, you know, you briefly said world conquest or something, is it possible in the first place? "Hmm? It's possible. So, if it's just destruction, it's possible if you're alone in heaven or two months? Heaven stretched his chest after Scarlet Snow answering beforehand. "Thank you, Mr. Left. I'd like to say January, but I was wondering if it would take as long as it takes to become the root of Morinawa." "By the way, if we put all the troops in, we could take them down in the Gravior Empire class on a minute basis." There is no exaggeration whatsoever, the natural tone of scarlet snow, which explains the flow of water from high to low, and the surrounding atmosphere that is natural, the two who realized that it was an irresistible fact - King Collard and Levan face each other with a bloody loss of heart. Hey, I feel like I'm holding a nuclear button all by myself, hahaha...... scarlet snow laughing from, adding an unexplained feeling. "Well, speaking of the anxiety element, is it the existence of that mastermind that names God with the players, starting with Lapokusan? - Well, the definition of God varies, but from the low quality of what we're doing, I think the contents are human." "With the implication of confirming the area, why don't we set fire to this world? Akaho makes a suggestion in advance. The world is in crisis with some sense of smoking out rats. Before that fact, two warring King Collard and Levan. And, in fact, the other Scarlet Snow herself is the one I'm most afraid of, but since those emotions have been around too many times and the meter is already broken, it just seems like a flat laugh to me. So, when I look at it, the members of the round table and the powerful men of the line might feel a lot like, "That's the princess, is this a laugh?" to further the grand mistake. "Well, that's it, if you have any opinions? I've already given up. You can conquer the world or whatever. Scarlet snow pointing water at both of us in a throwing mood that "Um, other than that way of relying on intuitive violence, can't it be resolved peacefully? against King Collard, who makes a terrible recommendation, "It is the world ruled by the princess that will be permanent peace. A fool." "Peace will be the period of preparation between war and war." Answer as Heaven and Life Capital made a fool of themselves. Others generally say, "Peace? What's that delicious? 'It is a reaction. Levan raised his hand on behalf of King Collard, who became aware of his helplessness and was silent. "Um, my question in the first place is, why were we supposed to have such a meeting? He said and blinked, "Is that it?" Scarlet Snow thinks with her face. Slightly, I hit Pong and his hand. "- I remember. When did you manage to take care of your meeting recently when I told you I wanted to spare some time because I was a hippo?" "Are you the culprit!?" 'Don't conquer the world in your spare time! And, solidified with an unspoken look, two of King Levan and King Collard. "- No, I think there's plenty more to do." Swallow it all the way down and Levan almost sued. "... for example? When asked, Levan thought about it. Clearly, there are problems at the helm of the country and so on, and that's the pile of things to do, but it wouldn't make sense to consult on individual projects. By and large, it's up to Cress (here) to exercise her discretion. If we were to bring it to the lord of the Sovereign Nation, the problem would be more fundamental. Yes, in a nutshell... "My country is poor, can you do anything about this? Scarlet Snow, who said that he had conquered the world with half other personnel and so on, also corrected his posture with a face like he woke up. "Oh, yeah. Right, I don't like poverty." Yeah, yeah, I get it... he smugly said, and Levan twisted his inner neck to an unexpected fondness. "So quickly, shall we give you about years' worth of the state budget over there? I was told lightly at the same rate that I would give my child a candy ball, and Levan and his neighbor King Collard panicked, and now I just put it in my mouth and stop it. "No, no, no, no! "Please don't. Doing that would wreak havoc on the market! "So, if I may, I'd like to ask you to help us create a national system that allows us beasts and sub-peoples to become independent." Scarlet Snow twisted her neck to Levan's plea as she sweated cold. "I'm not independent. - Is it hard to keep it that way? "To be honest, you're just the best you can eat. The Kensruna side, which even had a barn zone, was held up by the Empire, and it seems to be lacking." Hmm, it sure doesn't seem like agriculture or industry can grow in all that wilderness, and Scarlet Snow put it in his mouth to think. "Is there anything special about Cress? And mineral resources." "Specialties. You're not saying this. There are so many places in the sanctuary that you can't dig a mine or something." "Well, if you are strong enough to mention it, is the Beastmen themselves a resource? Because the only way to acquire foreign currency is to earn money from mercenaries, adventurers, etc., in other countries." King Collard is quick to say. "I see. Is domestic and external demand basically almost devastating? Hey, King Collard, what would you do if you were the king here? King Collard, pointing at the water, replied slushly as if he had been prepared in advance. "We should still develop our agricultural infrastructure. There is no water source at all, so pull water by the waterways, etc. and gradually increase the barn zone. The rest would still be the development of human resources. If it is not possible domestically, train people to take the helm of the country in the future, such as sending students to other countries for national expenses. This will be essential." "Uh-huh, I guess that's best in the long term span, but don't you have a shorter plan or something? "... that's hard. There's no industry, no eyeballs to tourism, no geography, no trade backbone to relay." Levan is visibly depressed by King Kollard's words. The vision painted behind Scarlet Snow's brain depicted a nation that developed in the desert, like Dubai on Earth, but there is a strong aspect that basically developed as a relay for trade, not tourism, so even if you simply create an artificial (like a rat habitat or casino) tourist destination, it would just slim ahead. "At the very least, there were elements that would develop as new trade routes if they could also be done in free trade with the Empire." "An empire..." That said, I can't help but screw around. "In the meantime, I guess expanding agricultural land and developing human resources" As such, the meeting before this day ended in Ariel, and in the end, Scarlet Snow realized that topics such as world conquest remained shelved after the departure of King Collard and two Levans.
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ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚? ใพใ ๅฅๅœจใงๅคงๆšดใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚็งใซ้€ขใ†็‚บใซๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใง้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจ? ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็”ทๅ†ฅๅˆฉใซๅฐฝใใพใ™ใญ~ใ€ ใตใฃใจ็”˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ )ใฎ็”ป้ข่ถŠใ—ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€็”Ÿ่บซใฎ่‚‰ไฝ“ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ้–“่ฟ‘ใซ็›ธๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ–่ฆšไปฅๅค–ใฎ่ฆ็ด โ€•โ€•้ญ…ๆƒ‘็š„ใชใƒ†ใƒŽใƒผใƒซใฎๅฃฐใ€็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใชๆฑ—ใฎๆททใ˜ใฃใŸไฝ“่‡ญใ€ไฝ“ๆธฉใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿโ€•โ€•ใŒๆธพใจใชใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€็”ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใจใใ‚ใ„ใŸใ“ใจใชใฉใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใ ใจ่ชใ‚ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฐใ„ใพใพใงๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœช็Ÿฅใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฃฐใซ็ฟปๅผ„ใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎ็ŸœๆŒใงๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๆŠ‘ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎ่ชฟๅญใงใใ‚Œใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใŸใกใซไปปใ›ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใŠใฃใคใ‘่‡ชๆ…ขใฎๅปƒ็‰ฉใฏๆถˆๅŽปใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็‰นใซๅ›ฐใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅคงไปฐใชใ‚ธใ‚งใ‚นใƒใƒฃใƒผใง่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ไธŠๆ‰‹ใ่กŒใใพใ™ใ‹ใญใ€‚......ใพใ‚ใ€ไธ‡ไธ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใŒๆ•—ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๆ›ฟใˆใฏๅˆฉใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไธ€ใค่จŠใ„ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€3ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บไปฅๅค–ใชใ‚‰ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณใ ใญใ€‚ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ€ฅๆฟ€ใซๅ†ทใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ“ใ“ใพใงไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸ็†็”ฑใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏใฃใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไธ‹็€ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใใซๅ‚ไธŠใ—ใŸใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใงใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๅ›žใ‚Œๅณใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใใ‚‰ใ„่„ฑใ„ใงใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎไธ‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€็‰‡่†20ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใใ‚‰ใ„ไธŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใšใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใใ†ๆฅใ‚‹ใจใฏไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธ€็žฌใ‚ญใƒงใƒ‰ใฃใŸใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ€Œ......ใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใจ่…•็ต„ใฟใ—ใฆ็…ฉๆ‚ถใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ๆกใฃใŸไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ฆชๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใใงใ™ใ€ ใจๅ‘Š็™ฝใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใชใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅฆ™ใซ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใช้ก”ใงใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’่ฟฐในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใˆใ‚‰ใใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚นใ‚ฑใงๆดพๆ‰‹ใชใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„็ฉฟใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใปใฃใจใ‘!ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณใงใชใใฆใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŸใกใซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ็ฉฟใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ˆ! ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅ–‹ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ•็ญ”็„ก็”จใงใถใฃใŸๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹็„ก้ง„ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ“ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใจไผš่ฉฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘็„ก้ง„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€Ž ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ทใƒผ......ใฉใ‚?!ใ€ ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใƒใƒณใ‚ฟใƒฉๅ”ฑใˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ๆ’ƒใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚Šใซใ„ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้–“ไธ€้ซชๅฑ•้–‹ใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ ๆŠ€ใฎไฝ™ๅ‹ขใง็ฉบไธญใงๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใ–ใพใ€ๅ‰ฃ้–ƒโ€•โ€•ๅ‰ฃ่–ๆŠ€้™ๅˆƒใ€โ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ่ถŠใ—ใซใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฒซ้€šใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ญˆ! ใ€Œใฉใธใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ใ‚บใ‚ฟใ‚บใ‚ฟใซ่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒ็ฉบไธญใซๆบถใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธซ ๅฝฑๅˆ†่บซ ๆ•ฐ็™พใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅปŠไธ‹ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใใ“ใใจๅ…ˆใซ้€ฒใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅพŒๅงฟใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใ€็žฌๆ™‚ใซ่ฟฝใ„้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฃใ“ใงใ“ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใฏใใฎๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Œใฐๆ™‚้€Ÿ1200ใ‚ญใƒญโ€•โ€• ใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใง้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใง่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆใ‚จใƒณใ‚ธใƒณใ‚ใ„ใŸ่ฝŸ้Ÿณใจใ‚ฝใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒ–ใƒผใƒ ใ‚’็ฝฎใๅŽปใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€้Ÿณ้€Ÿใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซ็ช็ ดใ—ใŸใ€Ž ใ€Œใตใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใ€ใคใƒผใ‹ใƒผใพใƒผใˆใƒผใŸ!!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€–ใฃ! 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ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ†—่ซ‡ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็œŸๅฝไธๆ˜Žใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€้”่ฟซใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ—ฉๅฃใงๆฒใใ—็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใฎไผš่ฉฑใƒญใ‚ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ“ฌไผผ่จ˜ๆ†ถใฎใฟใ€‚็พๅฎŸไธ–็•Œใงใฎใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒœใƒผใƒณใฏ็ฉบใฃใฝใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏ็”ทใชใฎใ‹ๅฅณใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใฉใ€็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ”นใ‚ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚็‰ฉๅฟƒใคใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹......ใพใ‚ใ€็ขŒใชใƒขใƒŽใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใงใ€ใ‚ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆญปใ‚“ใงใ€ใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ“ใ“ใซใ€Ž็ท‹้›ชใ€ใจใ—ใฆๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€็พๅœจใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใจใฏ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‹ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใฃใฆใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ“ใ้ป’ๅน•ใฎๆ‰‹ไธ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใฆใฃใใ‚ŠไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใ‚‚้ป’ๅน•็ตกใฟใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้•ใ†ใฎใ‹ใช? ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹!ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠๅซŒใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฅดใซๅพ“ใ†็พฉ็†ใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‰ใใ†ใซๅ‘ฝไปคใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆšดใ‚Œๅ›žใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ‹ใชใ? ใ€Œ......ใฉใกใ‚‰ใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใช่จผๆ‹ ใŒใชใ„ใ€่‡ชๅทฑ็”ณๅ‘Šใ ใ‘ใงใฏไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ไฟ—ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€Žๆ‚ช้ญ”ใฎ่จผๆ˜Žใ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‹ใช? ใ€Œ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใฎ้…ไธ‹ใงใชใ„ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ„ใพใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ™ๆ‰‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ๆœช็ทดใŒใพใ—ใ่ช˜ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใƒผใ ใญใ€‚ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใพใพใงๆฎบใ—ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚‰่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ญฒๆญฉๆกˆใ‚’ๆ็คบใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใคใพใ‚Šๅ”ๅŠ›ใฏ็„ก็†ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚็งใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใŒไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไฝไบบใชใฉใ€ใ“ใจใ”ใจใๅฑ ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰็—›็—’ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎ่€ƒใˆๆ–นใ ใจ็ตถๅฏพใซๅฆฅๅ”ใงใใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใ€็ต่ซ–ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑๆ•ตใ ใญใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ผใƒญ่ท้›ขใงใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้—‡้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€Žใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒปใƒ˜ใ‚ญใ‚ตใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒ ใ€ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ…‰้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€Žใƒ›ใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ฏใƒซใ€ใŒๆฟ€็ชใ—ใŸใ€‚
Episode Xviii: False Truth "Do you mind if I don't deal with the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck)? I think he's still alive and furious... Oh, or did he say it wasn't the other way around because he rushed to meet me? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Shima smiles with a sweet sigh. Unlike seeing it over the screen of the game ("E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online"), as a living flesh, so close and relative, non-visual elements - a seductive voice of tenor, a body odor mixed with a refreshing sweat, body temperature and, more importantly, an overwhelming presence - come together and push it over here. Honestly, I've never looked at a man before, but I have to admit this is fascinating. I answered that at my usual rate, secretly suppressing the possibility of being flirted with by voices from my unknown realm, which I had not been aware of until now, with the insistence of a man who had remained hard. "I'm counting on the Koho and the others to handle it. We're going to get rid of the waste we're so proud of." Having said that, Shima doesn't look particularly troubled, and shrugs her shoulders with a lofty gesture. "Is that how it goes?... Well, in case you lose, you can replace it as much as you want." "Can I ask you one thing, too? "Yeah, if it's other than three sizes" Yeah. You're a very sorry good-looking guy. When I thought of it, it got very cold. "Can you tell me why you've bothered to get in here? "Ha, ha. I've decided to go up and get Scarlet Snow's underwear." "... so turn around on this spot. If you want to right, I'll take off your pants for you? I seriously put my hand under my skirt and slipped it down to about cm above one knee. I guess I didn't expect that to happen. Shima, who shook for a moment, was tired of arming herself with "... uh-huh," then thumbed up with her gripping hands protruding forward. But if I did, I'd smile. "It's a lie." confessed. "Yeah. I know. What's the truth? Shima expressed her thoughts with a strangely serious face on my question as I put my pants back. "- Scarlet Snow, you're probably wearing sketchy, flashy pants." Leave me alone! Or this isn't my hobby, it's something worn on my own by the Capitals of Life! "If you're not willing to talk to me for now, I'll slash you without question... or I feel like I'm wasted, so I'll slash you already" Deciding it was useless to just talk to this other person, I dared Dash at the same time as I set up "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". Get on top speed at once. "Dark Sea... Dowa?! There's no way you can make me chant. The Dark Shield (Dark Shield), which went to mow his neck with a single blow but was stretched out, is prevented by Shima-san's favorite snake-bellied sword (Gallian Sword). Unspinning in the air due to the aftermath of his moves, he releases a sword flash - the Kensei move "Seven Heavens Blade Drop". This will inflict penetrating damage over the Dark Shield! "Duh yeah eh!! Shima's body dissolved in the air, tearing her whole body into a rattle. Magic Instructor (Warlock) Skill "Shadow Branch" - then the main unit was teleported... there! I instantly chase the end of the hallway, hundreds of meters away, discovering the hindsight that's where I'm going to go and ahead. Don't think you can beat me on the chase. If you feel like it, you can exceed 0 km/h - the speed of sound (Mach). I notice this one and try to get away with a series of instant moves (teleportations), but I need cool time with my skills, so I can catch up at my leisure. Leaving behind the jet engine meshed roar and sonic boom, he shoots out the 'Spike (Slash)', which far exceeds the speed of sound, as it were. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!" "Scared! Scarlet Snow's eyes are on me! Once again, the Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye) and the Snake Belly Sword (Galliansword) clash and push Shima straight in. Run through the hallway all at once and clash against the wall of punctuation. Still, the momentum did not stop, crushing the thick walls and jumping in with each shima was between the familiar thrones. "Ho ho ho...... whoa. Lucky for you, you're at your destination all of a sudden. I guess it's everyday ~" Shima, who woke up her upper body, saw the front throne on a delightful surface from a position in which she jumped debris and fell to depression in the dust that was about to fall. "... heh. This was the destination. What kind of soul dare you? I look up at it from the bottom and ask again. "Mm-hmm?" Shima's gaze dropped 90 degrees to an inquiry from directly below her. So he looked at the person he was cushioning - that is, me - and finally noticed what his right hand was grabbing - my left chest. ......... ......... Placing a strange time between them, my right hand was gripped to confirm something to the fu. "... A of 64, 75? "It's a B of 62, 76 - this! He kicked it up once and for all under the bar-throwing procedure, using the bamboo and breathing methods he had learned from the Beast King. "- Whoa." I tried to take my dominant hand as it was and slap it on the floor, but with the rest of my hand and foot spring with just a reflex nerve, they killed the power where I slapped it. Let go of my right hand, which I was grabbing at the mercy of my strength as it was. "Scarlet Snow, what are you, a fist based skill? Were you using it in" E. H. O. "and" Eternal Horizon Online "? Twist your neck as you stand up, Shima. "It's not a skill. Technology I've remembered since I came to this world." As I also stand up, I turn to the cutting edge of 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)', which remains in my right hand grip. Then, for some reason, I wouldn't, but he was blinking with a strange face. "'Since the coming of this world'... Scarlet Snow was also created by him, wasn't he? Maybe "He" means the mastermind that manipulates the players that have appeared so far (maybe, so does Shima). My words of denial were repeatedly asked with an increasingly puzzled face. "Is that true?... What's Scarlet Snow's real name? "That's not a violation of manners." Unexpectedly leaks a bitter laugh. Well, I know it's weird to talk about netiquettes, but now this Scarlet Snow is me, and honestly, I don't care what my name was before I was reincarnated. I guess those insides were on my face. Shima looked in trouble and pointed to herself. "By the way, my real name is Sakura Akiko." "... blue boy. That's a woman's name." Well, my real name is actually just literal, so I don't think it's a bit like a man. "Yeah, I'm a woman." "... Really? "... come on? I slashed him silently. "- No, no, no! This is not a joke, it's really not true." Shima-san, who received it with a snake-bellied sword (Gallian sword) that was placed obliquely, curls and stands fast from his impending posture. "That's all I'm given as information when it's created in him. The rest are only pseudo-memories made from conversation logs in" E. H. O "and" Eternal Horizon Online ". Backbone in the real world is empty. So I can't even tell if I'm really a man or a woman. But isn't Scarlet Snow? When asked, I shook my head beside him again. "No, I'm not. I have memories of it since I was tempted... well, it's not a busy thing. On top of that, the self in that world is dead and somehow exists here as' Scarlet Snow '. I don't know why, but there's something, accept that there is, and I'm here right now, that's all." "So you're saying it has nothing to do with him? "It's irrelevant. Well, for some reason, I'm on my own. - Isn't Shima the one working for the mastermind? I thought this whole thing was a mastermind tangle, too, but isn't it? "No way!" He was denied it with a disgusting face as much as he wanted. "You don't have the in-laws to follow a guy like that. I tried to order that greatly, so it was sealed as a result of rambling around as much as I wanted..." I wonder if that's true? "... Either way, you don't have the means to prove it to each other" "Right. I don't have any concrete evidence, I can't believe it's just self-declaration." Is that what you commonly call "demon proof"? "If Scarlet Snow isn't under his command, I'd like you to help me kill him now if you can..." Uncondescending lure Shima. "That's right. If Shima brings everyone she's killed back to life, we can discuss it." Laugh and present the proposed concession. "... you mean that cooperation is not possible? As far as I'm concerned, I don't get any itching from slaughtering all the people in this world that he created." "Yeah. You can never compromise if that's the way you think. So it turns out, you're the enemy." Where we checked each other's standing, at zero distance, as shown, Shima's dark magic "Dark Hexagram" and my light magic "Holly Circle" clashed.
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ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใซ็ถšใ‘ใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใ‚‚ๆ „ๅ…‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ่‡ณ้ซ˜ใฎไธปใ€็ท‹้›ชๆง˜ใซๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’!!!ใ€ ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๆญ“ๅฃฐใŒ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใซใ“ใ ใพใ—ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใพใจใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใƒŽใƒชใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ€ใ“ใฎ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใจใใซใฏไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซใ™ใงใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅค–ใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆšด่ตฐใ—ใฃๆ”พใ—ใงใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใงใใŸใŸใ‚ใ—ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•โ€•โ€•ใชใซใ‹ๅ–ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฎไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅงซๆง˜ใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใชใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ™ใ€ ใŒใ†ใฃใจใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€‚ ใŒๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎไธปใจ่ชใ‚ใŸใŠๆ–นใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆ‰‡ใง้š ใ—ใŸ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆๅŠๅˆ†ๆญปใ‚“ใงใพใ—ใŸ......ใจใฏๅฃใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใฏใ€ใฉใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆœ€ๅˆใซ้™ฅใจใ™ใ‹ใ€่ชฐใŒไธ€็•ชๆงใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ไบบๅฃใฎไฝ•ๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™ใ‹ใชใฉใจ็‰ฉ้จ’ใช่ญฐ้กŒใง่จŽ่ซ–ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ„ใค็ญ‰ใพใจใ‚ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ€Žใ‚จใ‚ฟใƒผใƒŠใƒซใƒปใƒ›ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚พใƒณใƒปใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ€ใฎ้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒ็ทๅŠ›ๆˆฆใงใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„้™ใ‚Š็„ก็†! ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็พๅฎŸ็š„ใชๅฏพๅฟœใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ„ใค็ญ‰ใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใƒ”ใƒณใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใงๅ€’ใ›ใฐใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃใฆใ€่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏ่‡ช่บซใชๆฎต้šŽใง็ ด็ถปใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!? ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ‚‚็ŠถๆณใŒ่ฉฐใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ?! ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใฉใ“ใ‹่ซ–็†ใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ้•ทใ„ใ“ใจไธๅœจใงใ‚ใฃใŸไธปใŒๅพฉๆดปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใงใŸใ„!ๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใงๅ…ƒ้€šใ‚ŠๆฉŸ่ƒฝใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซๆˆฆไบ‰ใ—ใฆไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใœ!! ใƒปใƒปใƒปๅค‰ใ ใ‚ใ†!? ใชใ‚“ใงใ„ใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ„ใ†็ต่ซ–ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ•?!? ใ€Œ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ๅงซ?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸ่ชฌๆ˜ŽใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใชใ€ใจใ€ ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใŸ ใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง็‰‡่†ใ‚’ไป˜ใๅคฉๆถฏใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅงซๅ›ใฎๅพฉๆดปใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚Œ่‚ๅฟƒใช่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅคฑๅฟตใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็ฝฐใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฒ ใ†ๆ‰€ๅญ˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฌ็ฝชใฏๅพŒใซใ—ใฆใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใฏใฃใจไธ€็คผใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๅคฉๆถฏใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒณใ‚ซใƒณใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใฎ่จŽ่ซ–โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็ซใ ใฎๅฒฉใ ใฎ้ญ”ๆ–น้™ฃใ ใฎใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ™ใงใซ่จ€่ชžไปฅๅค–ใงใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™ใ‹ใซใ›ใฌใ‹็—ดใ‚Œ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใฃใ€ๅงซใฎๅพกๅ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใž!!ใ€ ไธ€ๅ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š้›ทใ‚’้™ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ“ใ‚Œ็›ดๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใชใ‚‰ๅณๆญปใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ไฝ™ๆณขใ ใ‘ใงHPใฎ3ๅ‰ฒไปฅไธŠใŒใ”ใฃใใ‚Šๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็„ก่จ€ใง่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใซ ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็›ดๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ็ญˆใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใฏๆ•ฐ%็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใงใ€่ญฐ่ซ–ใซๆฐดใ‚’ๅทฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธๆ‰ฟไธๆ‰ฟ้ป™ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ซธๅ›ใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ“ใฎๅ ดใธๆ‹›่˜ใ—ใŸใฎใฏไป–ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ๅงซใฎใ”ๅพฉๆดปใ‚’้€Ÿใ‚„ใ‹ใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใจใ€ๅพฉๆดปใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅงซใซใ€็พๅœจใฎๆˆ‘ใ€…...ใ„ใ‚„่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใฎ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ๅ„่‡ช็›ดๅฅใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸๅพŒใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฏ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎๅ‰โ€•โ€•ไฝ•ๆฎตใ‹ไฝŽใใชใฃใŸๅบŠใฎไธŠใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€็‰‡่†ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่ทชๆ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏๅงซใ€ๅƒญ่ถŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใฎ็งใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅงซใŒ็ชๅฆ‚ใŠ็œ ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ100ๅนดๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็พๅœจใซ่‡ณใ‚‹็Šถๆณใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ 100ๅนดใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ ใจใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅ‰ใฎๆ™‚ไปฃใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ ใจๆ„Ÿ่ฆš็š„ใซใฉใƒผใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ€ŒๅงซใฎใŠ็œ ใ‚Šใฏๆˆ‘ใ‚‰่‡ฃๆฐ‘ใฎใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹่ก“ใ€ใพใŸๅŸŽใซใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹่–ฌใ‚’้ฃฒใพใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใพใฃใŸใๅŠนใๆง˜ๅญใŒใชใโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฏใฆใ‚‹็งใซใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ้ฃฒใพใ›ใŸใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใจใฏๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€็งใ‚ใŒๅฃ็งปใ—ใซใฆ่กŒใชใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚้žๅธธๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ไบบๅทฅๅ‘ผๅธใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่‰ฒ็”ทใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒๅนธใ„ใ ใ—ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใจใ‹ๆ€ใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅฟƒใฎไธญใฎไฝ•ใ‹ๅคงไบ‹ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒใ€ใ‚ดใƒชใ‚ดใƒช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅ‰Šใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใŸใ€ๅงซใŒใŠ้š ใ‚Œใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใง่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใ‚‚้›ฒไธŠใ‚’ๆผ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใจใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใพใ‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซ็ญ‰ใฏๆ‰€ๆœ‰่€…ไปฅๅค–ใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใจใˆใ‚ฎใƒซใƒกใƒณใงใ‚‚โ€•โ€• ใ€Œไป–ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒกใƒณ......ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆฅใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒžใ‚น2ไบบใฎๅใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฅžไบบใฎๆ–นใ€…ใงใ™ใ‹? ใ„ใˆใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆ–น้™ฃใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€ๆžœใฆใฏ้ฃ›่กŒใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่„ฑๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‰ไธๅฏ่ƒฝใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€่ปข็งปใ‚„็งปๅ‹•้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไฝฟใˆใ‚‹่€…ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ‰‹่ปฝใซ็ฉบใ‚’้ฃ›ในใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅ„ใ€…ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅฆจๅฎณ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใฏๅˆฅใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆตฎ้Šๅบญๅœ’ๅ†…ใงใฎ่ปข็งปใฏๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ก“่‡ชไฝ“ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ›ฐใใ€้ฃ›่กŒใ—ใฆๆตฎ้Šๅบญๅœ’ใฎๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆตฎ้Šๅบญๅœ’ใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€้—‡ใซๅ‘‘ใพใ‚Œใฆๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจๅ…ƒใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใฎใ“ใจ(ๅคฉๆถฏใงใ‚‚็ช็ ดใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„)ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงๆตฎ้Šๅบญๅœ’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่„ฑๅ‡บใฏ่ซฆใ‚ใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๆ„ๆ€ใฎไผ้”ๅฏ่ƒฝใช้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใก86,789ๅ(ๅŒใ˜็จฎ้กžใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏๅ€‰ๅบซ1ๆž ใซๆœ€ๅคง99ๅŒนๅŽ็ดๅฏ่ƒฝใชใŸใ‚็›ธๅฝ“ๆ•ฐๅ€‰ๅบซใซใฏ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅ…จใฆ้–‹ๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„)ใง่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใ‚’ๆšซๅฎš็š„ใซ็ตฑๆฒปใ™ใ‚‹ๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐๅคฉ็Ž‹ๆ˜Ÿ็ฃใ‚„ๅฐ†่ปใฎๅฝน่ทใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ็œ ใ‚Šใซใคใ„ใฆ100ๅนด็›ฎใฎไปŠๅนดใ€็•ฐๅค‰ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅผทๅผ•ใซ้—‡ใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใฆใ€ๅค–ใฎไธ–็•Œใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ใใ“ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป้•ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎ่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅœฐๅฝขใ‚„ๅ›ฝใ€…ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็จฎ้กžใŒใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’่กŒใชใฃใŸไธŠใงๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐใฏ็ต่ซ–ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใจใฏไผผใฆ้žใชใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ€‚
"Whoa, whoa, keep going to the princess -!! "Imperial Crimson is glorious too!! "Victory over our Supreme Lord, Scarlet Snow!! "- Have a victory!!! Various cheers stuck between the thrones and eventually came together in one. ... why so much nori, these demon generals?! By the time I realized it, things were already out of my control - no, I wasn't able to control it from the start by letting it run wild - it was coming to something irrevocable. "That's a brilliant word, Princess" Life Capital smiled. "You are the only one whose concubine recognized you as the Lord, the one who taunted you without moving one eyebrow before you." Hidden her mouth with a fan, Akaho smiled at her. ......... Unexpectedly distract me from my gaze. He spoke with momentum, then passed out and was half dead... and his mouth can't even rip open. And when they realized it, the Demons were beginning to argue on a noisy agenda about which country to fall first, who would spear the most, and what percentage of the population to leave behind. I know we should stop it, but I can't believe these guys are coming together against us, and that's what I can't do unless the 'Eternal Horizon Online' high-level player is also in total force! Then, as a more realistic response, if you pinpoint the top of these guys... if you think about it, that top is broken at my own stage!? I don't care what happens anymore. I feel the situation is packed?! Something's wrong with logic! The Lord, long absent, was resurrected. Congratulations! As a country, I can function normally with this. Then let's war flashly and conquer the world!! ... that would be weird!? Why do you suddenly come to that conclusion?!? "What have you done with your difficult face, Princess? "- No, I want an explanation for what happened." In the lifetime (Tengai) I asked with a worried face, I spilled my temper with momentum. A lifetime of kneeling with a stiff face. "I'm sorry. Princess, I was floating in your resurrection. I was missing the key explanation. This punishment remains as much as it should be." "Apologize later, explain first," please - and swallow in haste. The heaven rose with a great deal of grace turned to the demon generals who were discussing Kankangaku - or the devil's cube of fire or rock - flying and already discussing it outside the language. "Quiet or crazy, it's in front of the princess!! Drink one drink and let the lightning fall literally. ... If I hit this straight, I wouldn't die instantly. I silently healed (heeled) myself to see how the aftermath alone caused more than % of my HP to shred. I don't have to check. My life is a wind lamp in this place. By contrast, the Demon General, who should have taken a direct hit, is about a few percent damaged, and is probably aware of the extent to which he was watered down by the argument. Accepted. Impersonated. "I have invited you all to this occasion not only to promptly convey the Princess's resurrection, but also to ask the Princess, who has just been resurrected, to explain the current situation in which we... no, the Vacant Red Jade Castle was placed. Allow each direct" After saying that, Heavenly Lifetime moved to the front of the throne - on the floor a few steps lower, standing on one knee and kneeling. "Now, Princess, let me explain the situation to this day from a hundred years before the princess suddenly fell asleep." A hundred years... It feels like a long time ago when it's a human feeling, but it feels like this world. Which is it? "The princess's sleep was in every technique of our people, and in the castle, every drug she took didn't seem to work at all." "... wait a minute. How did you get me to drink when I was asleep? "I know it's rude, but I did it by mouth." ......... Shit, you can't help it, can you? It was an emergency, it's like artificial breathing, and I'm lucky they were still colored men... - or something more important in my mind at the time I thought about it, I felt like I was going to make a gorilla noise and scrape away. "And the fact that the princess was hidden caused the emptiness of Red Jade Castle to drift through the clouds." Well, basically, you can't control anything other than the owner, even if it's Gilmen. "The other Gilmen...... Lapo Kusanya, Mr. Tamegoro didn't come? I named my two guild submas. "Are you the divine people? No, unfortunately. Instead, we started the Metastatic Square, and the Metastatic Magic, at the end of the day, became impossible to escape by flight." In the form of agreeing to that word, each one of us has come up with opinions on who can use metastasis and mobile magic, and who can fly more easily than that. Says, apart from the void Red Jade Castle, which is originally interfering with magic, it is possible to transfer within the floating garden, but the technique itself does not activate even if we try to go elsewhere. Says that if you fly and try to get to the end of the floating garden, you'll be swallowed up by the darkness surrounding the floating garden and when you realize it, you'll go back to where you came from (even in heaven, he couldn't make the breakthrough). So he gave up escaping from the floating garden, and after discussing it in , communicable demons of the remaining intentions (the same type of demons slept in quite a few warehouses because they can hold up to 99 in one frame of the warehouse, but apparently all are open), he created a round table meeting to tentatively govern the demons and the positions of Four Wesen Heavenly Kings, Seven Disaster Star Beasts and Thirteen Demon General. But in my 100th year of sleep, something strange happened this year. That powerful demons are now able to forcefully break through the darkness and fly out into the outside world. But that's where I saw... "... it wasn't. The terrain, the countries, the kind of demons we remember." And after doing some research, the Round Table concluded. This is a world similar to the one we know.
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ๆˆ‘ใŒ้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃใฏ็„กๆ•ตใƒปๅธธๅ‹! ใใฎ็ฅžๆ„ใซๆ•ตใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ—! ๅฎŸๆˆฆใชใๆœ€ๅผท้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃใŒๅฎŸๆˆฆใซใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚็œŸใซๆœ€ๅผทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ๅคง้™ธไธญใฎไฟ—ไบบใฉใ‚‚ใซ่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†! ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰5ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ๆ•ฃ็™บ็š„ใซ่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฉใ‚‚ใฏใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใงใใชใ„ใพใพ้œŠๅ…‰ใฎไธ€ๆ–‰ๆŽƒๅฐ„ใงๅกตใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ•ใšๆถˆใ—ๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใŒใชใ•้ŽใŽใฆ้€†ใซๆ‹ๅญๆŠœใ‘ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใใปใฉๅฝผใ‚‚ๅฝผใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใ‚‚็„ก่ƒฝใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚นใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใจ1ๆ—ฅ2ๆ—ฅใงๅคงๆ•™็š‡้™›ไธ‹ใŒ็ฅžใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ฅž่จ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฉใ‚‚ใฎ้ฆ–้ญใฎใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้—‡ใฎๅŸŽใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใธๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใฎ่กๅ‹•็š„ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใฏใชใใ€็Ÿฅ่ƒฝใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฉใ‚‚ใŒๆ‰‹ใใ™ใญๅผ•ใ„ใฆๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆƒณๅƒใซ้›ฃใใชใ„ใ€‚็œŸใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏๅ‰ๅ“จๆˆฆใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใ“ใŒใพใ—ใ„่ฝ็ฉ‚ๆ‹พใ„ใซ้ŽใŽใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฏๅ‚พใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๅคช้™ฝใ‚’ไปฐใŽ่ฆ‹ใฆ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญขใพใ‚Œ! ๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซ้‡Žๅ–ถใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใไปŠๅคœใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใชๅคœๆˆฆใจใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Š3ไบคๆ›ฟใง่ญฆๆˆ’ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅค–ๅป“ใซ่–ๅฐใ‚’ๅˆปใ‚“ใ ็ต็•Œ็Ÿณใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ›ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฝขๆ…‹ใฏ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ ๅณๅบงใซไผไปคใŒ้ฃ›ใถใฎใ‚’ๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ–ฅๅ€™้ƒจ้šŠใฎ้šŠ้•ทใŒ็ทŠ่ฟซใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ–ฅๅ€™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใงใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใฎ็ฉบใซ็•ฐๅธธใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......็•ฐๅธธใ ใจ?ใ€ ๅ†ๅบฆไธŠ็ฉบใ‚’ไปฐใŽ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ่กŒ่ปใ‚’็ฅžใŒ็ฅ็ฆใ—ใฆใ‹ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้’็ฉบใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐ็‚นใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œใฆๅคฉ็ฉบใซ้ป’้›ฒใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ใŠใ‚ˆใ30ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆญฉใ‘ใฐใปใผ้—‡ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚็ขบ่ชใ•ใ›ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ††ๅฝขใซ้›ฒใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€่‡ช็„ถ็พ่ฑกใงใฏใชใใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎ้ญ”่ก“ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅด่ฟ‘ใฎ่€…้”ใซๅ‹•ๆบใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๅ€™ใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹้ญ”่ก“ใ ใจ?!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚„ใ‹ใ—ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ‘้ฆฌ้นฟ่€…! ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰็ฅžใฎไฟกๅพ’ใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹้šœๅฎณใŒใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚โ€•โ€•ๅฆใ€่ฉฆ็ทดใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ“ใใ€ใใฎไฟกไปฐใซๅพ“ใ„ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆ„็พฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅคฉใฎ้–€ใฏ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ“ใจใง็‹ผ็‹ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใฎไฟกๅฟƒใฏๆต…ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎไธ€ๅ–ใงใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅคขใ‹ใ‚‰้†’ใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅทฑใฎไธๆ˜Žใ‚’่ฉซใณใ€ใใฎๅ ดใง็ฅžใธใฎ็ฅˆใ‚Šใ‚’ๆงใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใ“ใ“ใง้‡Žๅ–ถใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅผท่กŒ่ปใ ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ใ€้šŠใฏ็งใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅ‘ชใ‚ใ‚Œใ—ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎๆœฌ้™ฃใ‚’ๅฉใใ€‚ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฏ้˜ฒๅพกใซๅ›žใ‚Œใ€ๆ˜ผๅคœใฎใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใƒณใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ธใŒใชใใชใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใๆ•ตใฏๆ•ฐใซ็‰ฉใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆๆณข็Šถๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‡ŒใŽๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅ…„ๅผŸ่ซธๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ ใ€‚ไธปใฎๅใซใŠใ„ใฆ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใช!!ใ€ ใ€Žไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใƒ–ใƒฉใ‚ถใƒผใƒปใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใ€ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎๅ†ท้™ใ•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๅ”ฑๅ’Œใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฏๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ้ ญไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไนพใ„ใŸๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใฎ้ŸณใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้Ÿณใฎๅ‡บๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใใ“ใซใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็ฟผใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸ้†œๆ‚ชใ‹ใค้ญๅ‰ใช่‚ฅๆบ€ไฝ“ใฎๅทจไบบใฎ่ƒŒใซ็ซ‹ใคไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅคœไผšใฎๅธฐใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€้ป’ใฎใ‚ทใƒซใ‚ฏใƒใƒƒใƒˆใซ็‡•ๅฐพๆœใ€ใƒžใƒณใƒˆใซ่ตคใ„่ถใƒใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใ‚คใ‚’ใ—ใŸใใฎ็”ทใฏใ€็™ฝๆ‰‹่ข‹่ถŠใ—ใซๅฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ”้ซ˜่ชฌใ”็ซ‹ๆดพใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใƒใ‚ธใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็‹‚ไฟก่€…ใฎๆ€ใ„่พผใฟใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ๅฟƒๅบ•ๆ„‰ใ—ใ’ใซ็œผไธ‹ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฑบใ—ใฆๅคงใใชๅฃฐใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่€ณใซๅฑŠใ„ใŸใใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใฎ้šŠ้•ทๆ ผใฎ้จŽๅฃซ้”ใŒใ€ใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒ็ฑ ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ ใใฎๅซใณใซๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่–ๆ•™ใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆ็ฒพ็ฅž่€ๆ€งใ‚’ๅ‘ไธŠใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ˆใไป•่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ฅžๆง˜ใ”ใฃใ“ใจใฏใ€ใพใฃใŸใๅฅดใ‚‚่ถฃๅ‘ณใŒๆ‚ชใ„......ใ„ใ‚„ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’็ฅžใจๅฅ‰ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ”่‹ฆๅŠดๆง˜ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ ใฃ?ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ไฟกๅทใงๅ…จๅ“กใซๆˆฆ้—˜ๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใ‚’ใจใ‚‰ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ…Ž้‡ใซไฝ“ๅ†…ใฎ้œŠๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ…จ่บซใซๅพช็’ฐใ•ใ›ใคใคใ€้ ญไธŠใฎ็”ทใซๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ†ใใฎ็”ทใฏใ€ไฝ‡ใพใ„ใจๅฃฐใฎ่ชฟๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ้’ๅนดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช็™ฝ้ซชใจใใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใฆ้ก”ๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ†ใ†ๆœˆๅฝขใฎใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใช็›ฎใจๅฃใŒๆใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ็ฌ‘ใ„้ก”ใฎ็™ฝใ„ ่กฃ่ฃ…ใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒใƒผใƒˆใฏ็ดณๅฃซ็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซ้‡ŽๆšฎใฃใŸใใ€่ฒดๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠใฃใจใ€ใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใŒ้…ใ‚Œใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฃใง่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ขๅ€’ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒ็งใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใƒปใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ตใƒณใƒปใ‚ขใƒใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใƒ ...ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠ˜ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใง็œใใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใชใŸๆ–นใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅŸŽใฎไธปใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ดใƒˆใƒขใƒจใƒญใ‚ทใ‚ฏใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆๆฐ—่ปฝใซใ‚ทใƒซใ‚ฏใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใŒ้ฆ–้ญใ‹!! 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ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ•ฐใ ใ€ ใ–ใฃใจๆ•ฐใˆใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ไธ‡ใซ้”ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใฏๆก้•ใ„ใชไธŠใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ็ฒ—ๆœซใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใซๅ›บๅŸทใ›ใšใ€ๅ„่‡ชใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใง็™ฝๅ…ตๆˆฆใซๅ‚™ใˆใ‚!ใ€ ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ›บใพใฃใŸ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ€ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๆฅใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใŸใกโ€•โ€•ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ็ฌฌไบŒไธ–ไปฃใ‹ใ‚‰็ฌฌไธ‰ไธ–ไปฃใฎ็Ÿฅๆ€งใ‚ใ‚‹็œทๅฑžใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฅฎๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใ•ใ™ใŒใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅˆ†ใชใ‚‰15ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ไฟใŸใชใ„ใงๅ…จๆป…ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใพใ€่ฃœๅ……ใฏใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๆŒจๆ‹ถใฏๆธˆใพใ›ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๅธฐใ‚Šใพใ™ใƒŽใ‚ทใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏใใฎๅ ดใง่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฆ! ่ฒดๆง˜ใฃใ€ ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใŸ้ขจใ‚‚ใชใใƒ’ใƒงใ‚คใƒ’ใƒงใ‚ค่บฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใป~ใ‚‰ๆ•ใพใˆใฆใ”ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใƒ›ใƒ›ใƒ›ใƒ›~ใ€ ใใฎไธŠใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฃๅ…ƒใธๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ฒใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆๅฌŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎ่ก€็ฎกใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“โ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใฃใ€ใจใจใจใจ!?ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใ้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใŸ8ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใŒใ€ใใฎ่บซใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใจไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹ๅˆฉใฎ้›„ๅซใณใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘......ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใพใพใฎ7ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฎๅงฟใŒๅนปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€โ€•โ€•ๅˆ†่บซใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๆœฌไฝ“ใฏๆ•ฐ็™พm็žฌ้–“็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๆŠ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใŸใŸใŸใ€‚ๆป…่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถ็—›ใ„ใชใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€ใ€‚ใใฎๅใฎ้€šใ‚Š้ขจๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใฆๆจใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏใใ‚‡ใ‚ใใ‚‡ใ‚ใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ•ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใฃใฆใ„ใ†ในใใ‹ใชใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“? ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใชใ‚‹ใปใฉๆœฌๅ‘ฝใฏใ“ใฃใกใ‹ใ€‚ใงใ€ๅงฟใŒ็ขบ่ชใงใใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝฑใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใช? ใ“ใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใฆๆ„›ใ—ใฎ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐๆœ€้ซ˜ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใฎใ‹ใช? ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใชใ‚‰ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใงใƒŽใ‚ทใ€ ใ€Ž้€ƒใŒใ™ใ‹ใฃ!ใ€ ๅ†ใณ8ๅ‰ฃใŒๅฎ™ใ‚’่ˆžใ†ใŒใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๅธ่ก€้ฌผใŸใกใŒ็ซ‹ใกๅกžใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅฝผใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผๅŸบๆœฌใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใฃ!ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใงใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใŒๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใฆ......ใใฎๆฐ—้…ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใŒใฆๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œ......ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใชๅฃ่ชฟใง่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅงฟใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎๅฑ•้–‹ใซไบŒไบบๆƒใฃใฆๅ”–็„ถใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑๅฝผใ‹ใ€ ๅธ่ก€้ฌผ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€ๅ›ฝไธธใ”ใจไน—ใฃๅ–ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰......ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็ดๅพ—ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉๆ„ๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฎๆ•ตใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใจ่กŒใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใ็จ€ไบบใŒๅฝผใจใฎๅ…ฑ้—˜ใ‚’ๆๆกˆใ—ใฆใใŸใ‘ใฉใ€็พ็Šถใ ใจใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—่พ›ใ„ใญใ€‚ ไปฒ้–“ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ“ใฃใกใฎๆฒนๆ–ญใ‚’่ช˜ใ†ๅงฆ่จˆใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒฌใจใฏๆฅตๅŠ›ไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚็”Ÿ่บซใฎไฝ“ใซใชใฃใŸใ„ใพใฏ็‰นใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏๅพŒใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจ1ไธ‡ไบบ่ฟ‘ใใ„ใŸๅธ่ก€้ฌผใŒใ“ใจใ”ใจใๆŽƒ่จŽใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใŸๆๅฎณใŒใชใ„็จ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚‰ไธญ็ดš~ไธŠ็ดšใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๅ…ฌ็ฎ—ใŒๅผทใ„ใ‹ใช? ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€œๆ„›ใ—ใฎ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“โ€ใฃใฆใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™? ใ„ใฃใŸใ„่ฒดๅฅณใ€ไฝ•ไบบใฎ็”ทใ‚’็‹‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œไบบใ‚’็”ทใ‚’ๆ‰‹็Ž‰ใซๅ–ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆ€งใฎๅฅณใฟใŸใ„ใซ่จ€ใ†ใช!!ใ€ ใ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใจๆฅใŸ้“ใ‚’ๆˆปใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Lesson Three: The Cathedral Knight Tiger Son of the Eon Holy Kingdoms, Strongest Knights: Cathedral Crusaders They are an elite unit under the direct authority of the Archpope, each born pureblood species - "servants of God" - created by the sacramental marriage between the chosen and priests, plucked out of more faith and closer to God than ordinary men in both ability and spiritual power, in devout faith. That individual's skill is at least S-A rank at the adventurer level, SS rank at the platoon captain level (becoming more than squadron captain becomes uncertified in prescribed measurements). Moreover, its spiritual power is a superhuman group, all of which are from State to Super. To add further, the aligned blue armor helmets and shields that everyone wears cannot be distorted by one, even where they have been braced by a dragon (Gospel May) and the Holy Song Shield (Gospel Shield). And the weapons in hand were all comparable to the ancient weapon Enchanted Weapon, the Holy Sword/Cross Sword, which even bore the word "one thousand," which, although , men, was literally the most powerful group of knights on the continent with a different dimension than the forces of other countries, even though its overall combat capability was said to exceed that of all the Gravior Empires at its peak. For the longest time, its activities were confined only to the Holy Kingdoms, and only dealt with the crusade of demons of Class A and above, such as the ancient dragon (Elder Dragon), which cannot be dealt with by the regular Holy Knights - though it has marked "no loss or martyr once since its establishment" for other countries - and since there is no record of large-scale troop marches, etc., it was approached by the Knights of other countries as the "strongest knights without real battle", which is also likely to question their ability to fight in action. Hoping for the first, but almost all-armed, outpost in the history of such a diocesan crusade, Cathedral Crusaders, surrounded by a bannered army carrying out an undisturbed march, Bernardo Gloria Casas, the Knights Commander, was surrounded by an unprecedented sense of excitement and fulfilment under a stern face. Oh, my God, look at that! My Knights are invincible and ever-winning! Nothing rivals that divine will! Let us prove to all the connoisseurs of the continent that the strongest knights without battle are truly the strongest in action! In fact, five days after crossing the border. The vampires who strike sporadically are wiped out without leaving any dust with a simultaneous sweep of spiritual light without even being able to touch this one. Too unresponsive and on the contrary clapping, but neither he nor his men were incompetent enough to distract him here. At this pace, you will arrive at the 'Castle of Darkness', home to the chiefs of the vampires, where His Holiness the Archpope was entrusted by God in a day or two. Naturally, it's not hard to imagine that intelligent vampires are just waiting for each other to pull off rather than the impulsive attacks of lower vampires (Lesser Vampires) like before. True combat will come from there. Previous battles have been nothing but outposts. Bernardo looked up at the sun as he began to lean and frowned. "Stop! Get ready for camp in the day. It will probably be a full-fledged night fight starting around tonight. Hit alert with alternating as originally planned. Place a junction stone with a holy mark on the outer contour. The form is a hexagram. Draw the Defense Magic Team quintessentially on the inside! "Ha." Bernardo watched the order fly with satisfaction immediately, but the captain of the scouts rushed over with a pressing face to replace it. "I will report to you. Reports from the scouts indicate that there are anomalies in the sky ahead." "... that it's an anomaly? I look up into the sky again, but the blue sky is just spreading like God bless or pass through their march. "Yes, a black cloud begins to spread in the sky as we approach our destination point, and we say that if we walk for roughly half an hour, we will be almost engulfed in darkness. Let me confirm, the clouds are spreading in circles around the destination, so it's probably due to some sort of sorcery, not a natural phenomenon" Upset runs to those nearby who were listening. "The magic of weather manipulation?!" "It can't be stupid! "Isn't that a bluff!?" "Easy, fool! Whatever obstacles our followers of God may have - no, it is only with trials that it makes sense to follow and overcome that faith. Then the gates of heaven will be opened. Ugh. Or is your faith so shallow that you wolf about this!? At Bernardo's sip, everyone apologized for their uncertainty with the kind of face they had awakened from their dreams and offered prayers to God on the spot. "Prepare the camp here as originally planned. Starting tomorrow, it's a forcible army. Troops one and two are cursed with me and beat the vampire's headquarters. Other than that, you can turn to defense, and beyond running out of day and night advantages, the enemy will probably let the numbers say things and repeat the corrugated attack. It is the role of your brothers to outrun this. I will not allow you to lose in the name of the Lord. You got it!! Copy that, Brother Bernardo. Bernardo saw with satisfaction that the diocesan knights, who regained their normal calm, summoned together. and -. That's when I heard a dry applause coming from over their heads. When I rushed to look for the source of the sound and raised my gaze, there was one man standing on the back of a winged ugly and quintessentially obese giant. As if on the way home from a nightclub, the man with a swallow tail on a black silk hat and a red butterfly tie on his cape, stopping the hand he was tapping over white gloves, "No, no, you have a fine high theory. But is this also called positive? Fantastic assumptions are interesting to watch." I look around at the knights under my eyes for a heartfelt pleasure and laugh. Some captain knights urged their surroundings with a stiff face to that voice that somehow reached everyone's ears, even though it was never loud. "The magic of charm is caged! Mental Defense (Mind Resist), everyone!! Everyone chanted part of the sacrament to the cry to improve spiritual tolerance. "Oh, wow, that's a well planted one. And God forbid, he doesn't have a hobby at all... but you all have a hard time serving that with God." "Who are you? Bernardo asked the overhead man as he carefully circulated the spirits in his body throughout his body, letting everyone take a combat stance with a hand signal. On the sculpture, haha much cheerfully (straw) the lying man seems like a young man because of his standing and voice tone, but because of his brilliant gray hair and the white mask (mask) of a smiling face with only a simple eye and mouth in the three-day moon shape covering his entire face in addition to it, he cannot deduce his face or age from his appearance. The costume coordination is gentlemanly, but for some reason he was wild overall and more of an impression man than a nobleman: Country Gentleman. "- Oops, sorry I'm late to say hello. It's troublesome to explain it by mouth, but I, Paren Aksan Apostrophi ohm... well, I'll skip it because I'll be turning around from here, but you're the lords of the castle for what you're all about. Congo Tomoyolosik" That's how easily I lift my silk hat. "You are the leader!! All Army First Combat Attitude! Holy Light! In a moment, the holy light, consisting of 5,000 Cathedral Crusaders of the Cathedral Crusaders, was fired at the rain and at the man named Paren. "Dark Silence" There was no rush, and a dark sphere arose around the pearlen and its beastly giants, who rang their fingers with plenty of pattiness and extrinsic flavor (convulsions). Most Holy Light bullets (Holly Wright) lose their luminosity without breaking through the darkness, but the captain's release should be said to be just fine, and their protection was hit one giant after the other, causing clear damage. "GUAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" A powerful roaring giant crashes into the ground slightly away from the air. "Whoa!" "You did it!! "Behold! Our divine will! "Don't get distracted! We haven't gotten to the point yet! At the same time each captain tightened the reins of his men who would raise their praises, while the giant who was squatting on the ground also had an awesome expression of anger and stood up on the spot, while roughly stepping on his four strands (lumps) with both legs. The ground shakes violently on the footsteps of an obese giant just wrapped around a waist roll that exceeds 15 m in length. Apparently, it did some damage, but it was far from fatal and, conversely, took the form of igniting the other's anger. "Ha ha. Light opponents are still hard on attributes. I didn't expect to be broken into the accomplishments of NPC who aren't even players" At its foot, this one stands intact Paren. "Thanks to you, my lovely Glendale balls have flawed my skin." By the way, it is not the waist roll but the mackerel that this Glendell is wrapping around his hips. "At all, I don't know about Scarlet Snow, who didn't make an obedient (pet) by saying she wasn't 'cute' like this. No one has ever had a better fit for a squire! It's lamentable, pearlen shaking her head with her right hand over the mask in the wind. At the same time, Glendell, who sank his torso a long time ago, put his hands on the ground in a standing position. "All right! I've waited all my time. No! - Don't go, Magic Yokozu/Magical Star Chanko!! "GUOOOOOOH!!!!" Grendel raised his roar and suddenly momentum went from the front to Cathedral Crusaders, the Cathedral Crusaders. If you were to take a giant's march (bump) directly from the front as well as Koyama, you would normally eat bubbles and run away, but none of the knights looked upset and quickly poked the cross sword in your hand into the ground to work out your spiritual power. "Tight junction activated!! Strength S! Push yourself in!! Remember we have God's blessing! Hang on to the pride of the Cathedral Knight and defeat the Abominable Monster! "Oooh!!" The cathedral knights roar in unison, releasing one after the other, toward Glendell, who looms over the tight bonds he has worked out. Things like chains made of light tangle all over Glendell's body, but they don't stop moving forward as they unmanipulatively pull it off. But it didn't work at all, either, and the momentum was clearly losing. In another step I could reach the beginning - where steely voices dominated the battlefield. Bernardo ran like a wind as he gathered the golden spiritual light (Aura) that flooded out of his body. In its right hand is the authentic Divine Sword and True Cross Sword given to it by His Holiness the Great Pope. On its left is Legendary Weapon, a legendary weapon he himself discovered from ancient ruins, the Sword of Destruction Qua Vadis. It was this appearance of abandoning defense and waving two swords at the same time that Bernardo meant it. Slash the sword off the top of your right hand, slash it up, kick it five times in a row. Decide on the abdomen where the sword containing the Spiritual Light (Aura) has profoundly peeled off Glendale. The sword on his left hand slits his abdomen horizontally on his knees, returning his wrist and slashing him directly on the way. Position the blade pulled out horizontally and strike out the sword of both hands at super high speed along with the spiritual light (aura) spinning like a "haha!!" drill. Grrr!! made the crushing noise and shock wave burst, penetrating the abdomen to the two arms where the sword gripped instead of the root, blowing up a giant that was eight times as good as its own. Again, a simultaneous blast of holy light bullets (Holly Wright) was fired at Glendell, who stripped her white eyes and threw up blood but tried to stay on it, and Glendell, like a rag, instantly became an unspeakable wreck. In the meantime, the sound of dry applause rang again. "No, Bravo, it's great. I thought it was a bunch of elephants, but it's not a big deal to shoot the field boss Chanko. This is something that you would all love to be residents of my kingdom." In other words, the Cavaliers of the Diocese are distracted by the proclamation to make them their own family members. "Don't be ridiculous. Spill from the grace of God, dweller of darkness. In the name of the Ethereal God, it destroys me on this occasion!! "Ha, ha, ha. Well, good luck. It's a fight." So ignoring the thumbs-up paren, the diocesan knights who would be in a position to emit Holy Light bullets (Holy Light) three times, but at that moment, as they surrounded them, breaking the ground one after the other, the vampires appeared, they jumped. "Shit! What a number" It is a number that I will reach 10,000 even if I count it all the time. Moreover, the sun has begun to set, and the speed of movement is different from that of the lower vampires encountered during the day (Lesser Vampires), most of whom are equipped with weapons, although crude. "Become a full squad car seat! Don't let one pass. Don't stick to Holy Lights and prepare for the White Soldier at your discretion! Watching the quickly consolidated diocesan knights struggle with their opponents as the vampires coming across the street - mostly intelligent relatives of the second to third generations. "Exactly. Don't keep it for 15 minutes for this minute. I guess it's all gone. I can refill as much as I want, and I just got to say hello for now, and I'm leaving today, Noshi." Paren turned his heel back on the spot. "Ma, wait! You." A holy light bullet (Holly Wright) flies intermittently with a missed wind, but it highs without a cared for wind. "Come and get me, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho." On top of that, he shouted deliberately at the back of his hand to his mouth. The moment the blood vessels of the Cathedral Knights were about to be cut... "Whoa - whoa!? Eight swords that flew in from nowhere skewered their bodies one after the other. The roar of victory was about to rise...... leaving seven swords stuck in the ground and Paren's figure disappeared like an illusion. Skill "Shadow Branch" - a move that leaves the body and travels hundreds of meters instantaneously. "I just did. It hurts, this." The first thin sword to take a direct hit that was penetrating from his back, "The Wind". As the name suggests, Paren glanced around for a moment as he pulled the sword with the wind attribute out of his hand and threw it away. "Hiccup, or should I say nice to meet you, Rapunzel? I see. Is fate this way? So, when you see where you can't confirm your appearance, do you think Shadow is with you? Besides this, it would be great if my dear Scarlet Snow were here, wouldn't she? Too bad if it is. - Then that's it for today, Noshi." "Let him go! 8 Swords strike the universe again, but the vampires blocked in a way that protects Paren, finishing them off, his return of basic player skills (return) was completed, and now it's time for that to disappear. '-!' Somewhere, Lapoku bit his teeth... and the signs eventually disappeared. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... I was mouthing His Majesty's name, do you know him? Earlier, I pointed to the area where I had managed to call myself Pearlen, and a rare person (barely) asked me in a subtle tone. Apparently, I couldn't find this one, but it feels like we're both flat for an unexpected development. "Well. I didn't know it was him." Vampire commotion, that also means someone who takes over a whole country, so I thought maybe... So I'm convinced of this. But it was surprising... "- You're hostile to the Rapunzels." "Will the enemy not go with his allies? A subtle rare man has suggested working with him, but it's a little hard to determine what's going on. Maybe it's a fornicator who makes you look like a broken man and entices you to be alert over here, and I don't want to get involved as much as possible with you in the first place. Especially now that it's a living body. "Well, I'll think about that later. In the meantime, the strength of Cathedral Crusaders of the Cathedral Crusaders was also known." Once again, nearly 10,000 vampires were swept away, and there was no noticeable damage to them. An intermediate to advanced level player class strength for a game. "It comes with Rapo Kuku and the others, too. Do you have a strong formula to win? I'll think about it after the results." "I see. I get it. - By the way." "Hmm?" What do you mean, "my dear Scarlet Snow"? How many men are you driving crazy?! " "Don't talk like a witchy woman who takes a man for a hand!!" Condemned with his true face, he waved "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" again, chasing a fleeing rare man back the way he had come.
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้ซ˜ใ„ๅคฉไบ•ใจไธฆใ‚“ใ ๆŸฑใ€็ฃจใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็Ÿณ็•ณใฎๅบŠใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ๅคงใใ•็š„ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚Šๅฐใ•ใใ€ๅ››ๆ–นใซ็ช“ใŒ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใฆโ€•โ€•ๅคœใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?โ€•โ€•ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆš—้ป’ใฎ็ฉบใŒ่ฆ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใ‚‰ใ‚“ใจใ—ใŸๅฎคๅ†…ใซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใŸ่ฃ…้ฃพๅ“ใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐดๆ™ถ็ƒใซไผผใŸ ใใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฏใฒใณๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ€็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ‘ใ€็™ฝๆฟใ—ใฆ็„กๆฎ‹ใชๅงฟใ‚’ๆ™’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธ€็•ชๅฅฅใ€็ฅžๆฎฟใงใฏ็ฅญๅฃ‡ใฎใ‚ใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏ็”Ÿๆดป่ฆณใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅทจๆœจใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็ถ™ใŽ็›ฎใฎใชใ„ๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใซๅบงใฃใŸๅŠไบบๅŠ้พใฎใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธปใ€ ๆฐ—้…ใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็ˆฌ่™ซ้กžใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š้–‹ใ„ใŸๅฝผใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ‹ๅคฑๆœ›ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏไธกๆ–นใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๆทฑใ€…ใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใกใ‚‰ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใš็žฌใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใจ่ซฆ่ฆณๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้กใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฃจใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅบŠใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใ€็ท‹่‰ฒใฎ็žณใ€ๅฐใถใ‚Šใฎ้ก”ใ€่ฏๅฅขใช่บซไฝ“ใซ้ป’่‰ฒใซ่ตค่–”่–‡ใฎใƒŸใƒ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใซไป˜ใ„ใŸใƒชใƒœใƒณใฎ่‰ฒใ‚‚็‰นใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซๆ™ฎๆฎตใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€Ž ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๆ–นใฏๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€้ขๅ€’่‡ญใใ†ใซไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ€Žๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ€ใ™ใงใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅˆฅใซ็ฆ…ๅ•็ญ”ใ—ใซใใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ˜ใคใพๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚‚้€€ๅฑˆใชใฎใงใชใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆš‡ใคใถใ—ใ ใŒใ€ใพใ‚่žใๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ?ใ€ ๅณๆ‰‹ใง้ ฌๆ–ใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใŒใ€ใƒฉใƒณใƒใฎไธป้ฃŸใ‚’ใƒ‘ใƒณใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚นใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎๆฐ—่ปฝใ•ใงใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็„ก่จ€ใ‚’ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ„ๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏ้ก้ข้€šใ‚Šใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฏใใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใฎใพใพ็„กๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใซ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๆœฌๆฅใ€็‰ฉ่ณชไธ–็•Œใจใฏ้š”็ตถใ—ใŸๅŠใฐ็ฒพ็ฅžไธ–็•Œใซๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใŸใกไบบๅฝขใฏใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใฎๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒ้•ใ†ใ€ๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใฎใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธŠใฎๆฌกๅ…ƒใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹้š ใ—้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€ ใใ“ใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใซใ€ใ€Œๅค–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ใจไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€็ช“้š›ใซ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใฟใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅคœ็ฉบใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใงไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆผ†้ป’ใฎๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใŒใฝใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆ™ฎๆฎตใ€้€ฃไธญใŒๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใซใฏใ€้€šๅธธ็ฉบ้–“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅก”ใฎๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฎใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅก”ใ‚’็™ปใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๆฐธ้ ใซใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใฏใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ไปฎใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้€ฃไธญใฎ่ฆณๆธฌ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใงใฏ่‡ชๅทฑใ‚’ๅฎš็พฉใงใใšใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงๆถˆๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒใ ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒไธๆ˜Žใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€......ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ใ€Žใ‚ทใƒฅใƒฌใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฌใƒผใฎ็Œซใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ~ใจใ€็ขบใ‹็ฎฑใฎไธญใซๅŠๆฎบใ—ใฎ็Œซใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆ่“‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฌกใซ้–‹ใ‘ใŸๆ™‚ใซ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅˆฅใชไพ‹ใˆใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใชใœใ‹่ฉฑใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ—ใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟ้‡ใŒๅคšใ™ใŽใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ฝใ‚ณใƒณ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใ‚บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏ็ญ‰ใ‚’ๅคงๅน…ใซๅ‰ŠใฃใŸๅป‰ไพก็‰ˆใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใŠ่ฉฆใ—ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใงๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไฝไบบใฎๅฎน้‡ใ‚„ๅ‡ฆ็†่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎ้™็•Œใ ใ€ไฟบ้”ใจใฏใ‚นใƒ‘ใ‚ณใƒณใจใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๆฉŸใปใฉใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€Ž้ญ‚ใฎๅทฎใ€ใ€Žใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใฎ้™็•Œใ€ใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ‚ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒซใƒˆใช่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ไฟกใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใจไฟกใ˜ใพใ„ใจใŠๅ‰ใฎๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใซๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฏใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒ‘ใจๅ‡ฆ็†้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎไธŠใงใ€Ž่‡ชๅทฑใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใปใ†ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใพใฃใŸใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใฎใ€Ž่‡ชๅทฑใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ€Ž่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ“ใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸๅงฟใซๆบ–ใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚ŠใŠๅ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’็”ทใฎใ€Ž ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็”ทใ ใจใ‹ๅฅณใ ใจใ‹ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ ใจใ‹ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ ใจใ‹ใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซ็ทšๅผ•ใใ—ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ? ็งใฏโ€œ็ท‹้›ชโ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€โ€œ็ท‹้›ชโ€ใฏ็งใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ€‚้ฉๅฝ“ใชใƒฌใƒƒใƒ†ใƒซ่ฒผใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็†่งฃใ—ใŸๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใซใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฏๆฃ’ใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใซใชใ‚Šใ€็ถšใ„ใฆใชใœใ ใ‹่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใ€ๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใ€ใ‚€ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใฎ็ฌ‘ใ„ใซๅซใพใ‚ŒใŸ็”Ÿใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ไธๆ„ใซใ„ใพใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฆใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ๆœฌไบบใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€็ž ็›ฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€็›ดๆŽฅ้–“ๆŽฅ็š„ใซๆŽฅใ—ใŸๅฝผใฎ่จ€ๅ‹•ใ‚„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใฏใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใฎๆƒ…็ท’่ฑŠใ‹ใชๅฝผใฎไบบ้–“ๆ€งใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ไน–้›ขใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ไฝœใ‚Š็‰ฉใ‚ใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใฏๆ นๆœฌ็š„ใซๅ–œๆ€’ๅ“€ๆฅฝใฎ้•ใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ็šฎใ‚’่ขซใฃใฆใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆจกๅ€ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฎๆ‚ชใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠ็พๅœจใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใซใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‹ใคใฆใฎไบบ้–“ๆ€งใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆญชใ‚“ใงๅธŒ่–„ใซใฏใชใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๅงฟใง็พใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎใ“ใจใฏ่ฆ‹้™ใฃใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ไฟบใฎๆ„่กจใ‚’็ชใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ†ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ็ทšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ๅฟœใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒใฉใ†ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใฃใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„็ˆฌ่™ซ้กžใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ€ ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ ฌใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ—ใฆใ€้ฑ—ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸ่…•ใ‚’ไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชไบบ้–“ใฎ่…•ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใฎใŠๅ‰ใฏ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใซใใฎๅงฟใ‚’ไฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐๆ„ๅ›ณใ—ใฆใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใ„ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚่‡ชๅทฑใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ไน–้›ขใ—้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใจใ€่‡ชไป–ใฎๅขƒ็•Œ็ทšใŒๆ›–ๆ˜งใซใชใ‚‹ใŒ......ใพใ‚ใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅ •่ฝใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€Ž่›‡ใ€ใจๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅงฟใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ‚จใ‚นใƒ—ใƒชใŒๅŠนใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€่‡ช่ฆšใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅ •่ฝใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใฃใฆใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ†Žใพใ‚Œๅฃใซใ‚‚็‰นใซๅ‹•ใ˜ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฏๆฐ—ๆ€ ใ’ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใฎใพใพๅ†ใณใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ไฟบใŒๅ •่ฝใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ไบบ้–“ใŒๅ •่ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซไฟบใจใ„ใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๅ› ๆžœๅพ‹ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†ใŒใ€ๅŽŸๅ› ใจ็ตๆžœใ€ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏใ€ไฟบใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€้‹ๅ‘ฝใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆง‹ๆˆใ™ใ‚‹็ฉบ่™šใชๆญฏ่ปŠใซใ—ใ‹้ŽใŽใ‚“ใ€ ใใ†ใ“ใผใ—ใŸๅฝผใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็–ฒใ‚Œๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ่€ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏใŠๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ๅฝ“ใฆๅตŒใพใ‚‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใŠๅ‰ใฏ้ธๆŠžใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฟบใจใŠๅ‰ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎ็ตๆœซใ‚’ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐ็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ตๆžœใธใจใ€้‹ๅ‘ฝใฏๅŽๆŸใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ็”Ÿๆ†Žใจ้‹ๅ‘ฝ่ซ–ใจใ‹ๅฎฟๅ‘ฝ่ซ–ใจใ‹ใฏๅซŒใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ…จ่บซใฎ็„ก้ง„ใชๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€Ž ใใ‚Œใซๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ๅฐๅฑฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€้€ๆ˜Žใฎๅˆ€่บซใ‚’ๆŒใคไธกๅˆƒใฎๅทจๅ‰ฃใŒๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‹ๅ‘ฝใชใฉใงใฏใชใ„ใ€็ขบๅฎšใ—ใŸๆœชๆฅใ ใ€‚ไฟบใจๆˆฆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏไฟบใซๆ‰“ใกๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใ€็Šฏใ•ใ‚Œใ€่น‚่บ™ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆŠ—ใ†่ก“ใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€็†ๅฑˆใคใ‘ใฆใ‚ดใƒใƒฃใ‚ดใƒใƒฃ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏๅ›ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใ“ใ“ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‘ใฐ็งใ‚‚ๅ›ใ‚’้ฃฝใใ‚‹ใพใงใถใ‚“ๆฎดใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใ‚ใจใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒ็„ก้ง„ใช่€ƒใˆใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏ้ŽๅŽปใƒป็พๅœจใƒปๆœชๆฅใฏ็›ด็ทš็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏๅ††็’ฐ็š„ๆง‹้€ ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่™šๆ•ฐ็ฉบ้–“ใง้ŽๅŽปใซ้กใ‚ใ†ใจๅ…ƒ็ฉบ้–“ใงๆœชๆฅใธๅ‘ใ‹ใŠใ†ใจใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ่กŒใ็€ใๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒ้ธๆŠžใ—ใ€ๅžฃ้–“่ฆ‹ใŸๆœชๆฅใฏ่ฆณๆธฌใ—ใŸไปฅไธŠใ€ใปใผ็ขบๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏ่พป่ค„ใŒๅˆใ†......ๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆ„ๆ€ใจใฏ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใซใชใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๆ—ขๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆœชๆฅใซๅณใ—ใŸ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใปใ†ใŒๅŠน็Ž‡ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆœชๆฅใฃใฆใ€ใ•ใฃใ็งใŒ้ธใ‚“ใ ใ€Ž่ตคใ„ๆ‰‰ใ€ใงๆœ€ๅˆใซ่ฆ‹ใŸๅนป่ฆšใฎใ“ใจ? ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ…จ็„ถไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใปใผๆœ€้ซ˜้€Ÿใซไน—ใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็ชใใŒใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŽ ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚“!ใ€ ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใฎๅˆƒใŒๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็ˆ†็™บ็š„ใช่กๆ’ƒๆณขใจใชใฃใฆ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฃใจๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ธใ‚ฐใ‚ถใ‚ฐใซ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่บฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ„ใพใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใชใŠใ•ใ‚‰่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘โ€•โ€•็€ใฆใ„ใŸใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฌใฏ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้ฑ—ใซใฏๅ‚ทใฒใจใคไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€‚็†็”ฑใฏไฝ•ใ ? ไฟบใŒ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚„ๆœชๆฅใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’่ชžใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‹ใช?ใ€ ็ฅžๅจๅ‰ฃ ใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใƒใƒผใƒˆๆญฆๅ™จโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใ€็ขบใ‹ใซๅจๅŠ›ใฏ็ตถๅคงใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒใ‚ซใฟใŸใ„ใชๅคงใใ•ใฎใ›ใ„ใง่ปŒ้“ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆ่ฆ‹ใˆใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅŠ›ๆŠผใ—ใงไธ€ๆœฌ่ชฟๅญใชใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅบƒใ•ใจ่ถณๅ ดใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฏใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใ‚‹ใซใฏ้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ธฆๆจช็„กๅฐฝใซ่ทณใญๅ›žใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๅˆ้–“ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ไธ€็•ช้ ญใซๆฅใŸใฎใฏโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๅ‰ฃ่–ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ็™บๅ‹•โ€•โ€•ใจ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ…‰่ก“ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆฅต้™ใพใงๅœง็ธฎใ—ใŸใ€Ž ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€็œฉใ„้–ƒๅ…‰ใŒ็‚ธ่ฃ‚ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌๅ…จใฆใŒ็™ฝใซ่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅ–‰ๅ…ƒ็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€ๆธพ่บซใฎ็ชใใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พฉๅ‹™ใ ใฎใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡ใ ใฎใงใ€ๅฅฝใใงใ‚‚ใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชโ€•โ€•ใฃ!!!ใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใชใ„(ใฉใ†ใ›็„กๅŠนๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰)ใ€ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฐทใฎใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅบŠใ‚’ๆป‘ใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒใ€ๅพŒๆ–นใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใจๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใง็ ดๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅๆ’ƒใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆกˆใฎๅฎšใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹......ๆœบใฎๆˆใ‚Œใฎๆžœใฆใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็„กๅ‚ทใฎ่’ผ็ฅžใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚บใ‚ฟใƒœใƒญใซใชใฃใฆ็ด ่‚Œใซใถใ‚‰ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ€็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใง็ ดใ„ใฆๅ–ใ‚Š้™คใใ€‚ ใŸใกใพใกใใฎๅ ดใงๅ…จ่ฃธใซใชใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฉšใ„ใŸใžใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ“ใ“ใพใง้ฃŸใ„ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใจใฏใชใ€‚ไบ‹ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใฏไธŠใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใฎๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ้œฒๅ‡บ็‹‚ใจๆˆฆใ†ใฎใฏๅซŒใ ใชใ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏๆœใชใฉ้ฃพใ‚Šใซ้ŽใŽใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ในใฆใฏ็ฉบ่™šใซ้ŽใŽใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚†ใˆใซใ“ใฎใพใพใงใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใŒๅซŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใฃ!ใ€ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ใพใฃใŸใ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ไธ‹ใซใ—ใฆๅบŠใซ็ชใๅˆบใ—ใ€้–‹ใ„ใŸๅณๆ‰‹ใŒๅคงใใใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฐใ€‚ใƒ•ใƒซใ‚นใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใŒ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ้ ฌ้ชจใ‚’ๆทฑใๆŠ‰ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ๅƒใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่บซไฝ“ใ”ใจ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงไปฐใ‘ๅใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ้ก”ใŒใ€็žฌ้–“ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅๅฏพๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅŽŸๅž‹ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆœบใฎ้ƒจๅ“ใ‚’็ฒ‰็ •ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅบŠใฎไธŠไธ‰่ปขใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆœใ‚’็€ใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ......้ขๅ€’ใชๅฅดใ ใ€ ใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‹่ปๆœใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฟƒ็ดบใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ ดใง็€ๆ›ฟใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใงไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๆœ€ๆœŸใพใงๅ‰ฅใๅ‡บใ—ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใˆใ€‚
Lesson : Scarlet God Wars I saw a light like a square exit across the darkness. The moment I flexed through it, the core of my body - no, my consciousness blurred from some distance, overlooking, and flesh-receiving to the newly constructed flesh - the shock of not even the soul trembling pain or pleasure rushed through my whole body, breaking down to the elementary particles that make up my body in the moment of the moment, and regenerating it on the spot. Rebirth (Re Bones). Or awakening. In many religions, I actually passed through a metaphysical concept called the rite of passage (initiative), perceived - instinctively understood without having to teach anyone - and I slowly raised the lid that had been closed to confirm where it was now. Is it close to the temple that climbed through the spiral staircase of the "Tower of the Pale God" as an impression? Columns alongside high ceilings, polished cobblestone floors. But smaller in size than that, with windows open on all sides - is it night? - From there you can see the dark sky. Although there are no ornaments such as this in the cancerous interior, spheres (orbs) resembling familiar crystal spheres - life beads were arranged in a way that encircled the round interior at equal intervals. Although most of them were cracked, shattered, cloudy and exposed to debris...... And in the deepest part of the room, in the temple, where there was an altar, the Lord of this room, the Half a Dragon, who sat on a desk with no joints, the Ethereal God (Daebuta), meditated and sat down, as if he had created a giant tree that made him feel a view of life as it was. You must have noticed the signs. Slowly opening his reptile eyes, he sighed deeply whether he was relieved or disappointed, or both, when he glanced at me. "... have you chosen that one" The Ethereal God stares at my face, who blinks without knowing what it means to be told, with a mixed look of ridicule and giving up. "See who you are." I peek into the mirror-polished floor and look at my face, wondering what to do. Long dark hair, scarlet eyes, small face, mini dress with red rose in black on a luxurious body. The colour of the ribbon on the trousers has not changed in particular either. "Nothing unusual, though? I thought it was some kind of hatchet, so I set up the "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" in my hand. As the Ethereal God sat down, he stuck his index finger out like a pain in the ass. "That's it. What you call" no change "has already changed." "... I didn't come here to ask you a Zen question." "Hmm. Well, hang out. Anyway, I've already confirmed the results. Then you'd be more comfortable listening to the twitch match, too... no, I don't care, because I'm bored too. So, just a spare time, well, if you're not willing to ask, I'll start? The Ethereal God, with his cheek cane on his right hand, asked if he would start the fight, with a level of ease as to whether to bread or rice the staple food for lunch. ......... Whether he took this silence as a willingness to continue the conversation, or whether he thought it mattered as it was denominated, Ethereal God remained unamoved by that attitude. "This place originally belongs to a half-spirited world isolated from the material world. I thought the dolls were on the top floor of the Tower of the Pale God, but the facts are slightly different, like a hidden room that exists in an even higher dimension of the top floor." So I cut off my words, Ethereal God, prompted me to "look outside," and when I came closer to the window, I thought it was the night sky, a pitch-black universe with nothing in the true sense of the word, and this room was just floating on the spot. "Exactly. Normally, if they were going in and out, they would have replaced it with the top floor of the tower, which is usually in space, but if it were in its original state, we wouldn't be able to reach this spot forever where we climbed how many towers. - Assuming we get there, we can't define ourselves in their observation abilities, and it's the only way to disappear on the spot." "I don't know what you're talking about. "Hmm... right, have you ever heard of 'Schradinger's Cat'? "Eh, it's definitely a game where you put a half-kill cat in a box, put a lid on it, and hit it alive or dead the next time you open it." "... let's make a different analogy" The Ethereal God who somehow changes his story to my answer. "Suppose there's a computer here. I tried to DL (download) the game from the net and play it, but there's too much data and the computer freezes itself. Because there is no other way, the basic data alone, instead of the expensive version that sharpened the graphics and so on, is powered by the data before the trial. This is the limit of the capacity and processing power of the inhabitants of that world. There is a difference in level between us and the spa and console. I easily call this the" difference between souls, "the" limit of karma values. " "Soul hey..." Suddenly it turned out to be an occult story. Well, now. It's frigid on all of them. "Well, believe it or not, you're on your own, but it means that the humans who come to this realm have that much capacity and processing speed. And on top of that, you can edit the character 'Self' and join the game" "Ugh." I see, I have no idea. "The 'self' in this setting corresponds to the perception that 'I am like this'. That means you recognize yourself not as a man's" Ayase ", but as a woman's" Scarlet Snow. " I twisted my neck to explain to Aoshi. "No, it's nothing. I've never drawn a clear line between being a man or a woman, being a human being or a bloodsucking princess? I'm Scarlet Snow, and Scarlet Snow is me. It's annoying, even if it bothers you to be properly rettelled and understand." To my honest feelings, Ethereal God turned into a face like he drank a stick, followed by a slight shake in the shoulder for some reason and leaked laughter including. For a moment, I was annoyed, but felt the raw emotions contained in that laugh, and inadvertently I felt that I was talking to Mr. Daebuta himself for the first time, and I glanced at him. Honestly, I felt somewhere cropped up that his words and behaviors and attitudes, which he approached directly or indirectly, diverged too much from his once emotional humanity - or so. To put it this way, there was a feeling of disgust that a fundamentally different being of joy and sorrow from a human being was wearing human skin and mimicking human emotions. But to see what it looks like now, he hasn't completely abandoned his former humanity. Well, it's pretty distorted and thin though. "At the time I showed up like that, I was going to give up on you. Why? Why, you always poke at me." I wonder why this is a gaze from the top, and I put a scratch in it once and for all. "If this is what you look like, don't you stay a disgusting reptile yourself? "Oh, this one" Keep your right hand off your cheek and wave a scaly arm. Then in an instant, it turned into a smooth human arm. "Beginner you keep that look unconscious, but if you get used to it, it's also easy to intentionally change it this way. Well, too divergent from self-perception obscures other boundaries... well, because it is decided to corrupt man as a 'snake'. Esprit would be more effective with this look, wouldn't he? "Well, I was aware. He said he was corrupting humans." Neither did my hatred nor how I moved in particular, and Ethereal God sighed again with a careless attitude. "Now, do I corrupt, or do you need a being named me for a human to corrupt? Causal rhythm, etc., but I don't know which comes first, the cause or the result. But if there's something called fate, I'm just the empty gear that makes it up." So spilled his figure, he also looked like an old man who was exhausted. "And that fits you, too. - You made a choice. The end of the battle between me and you. Then fate will converge to the promised result." "I hate hatred and fatalism and fatalism." Without the wasted power of my whole body, in nature I set up "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". In the hand of the Ethereal God, who rose as if to respond, was held a double-edged giant sword with a clear body, like Oyama, from where he had taken it. "It's not fate or anything, it's a definitive future. Fighting me means you will be overthrown, offended and ravaged by me. There's no way to fight it." "No, I'm reasoning and I'm saying a mess, but isn't it your will in the end? If I draw my sword here, I'll just punch you till I'm tired of you, too, and the rest will be over with no problem? "That's a futile idea. You would think that the past, present, and future are linear things, but they are in fact circular ring structures, and basically the same places to go in an imaginary space, trying to go back to the past, to the future in a three-dimensional space. Then the future you have chosen and glimpsed is almost more definitive than you have observed. Whatever resistance you take, you end up with Tsujitsu... independent of the will of the individual. Then it is more efficient to act in accordance with the established future. But still resist? "The confirmed future is about the first hallucination I saw in the Red Door I just chose? Then you can rest assured. Because I don't believe it at all." Moment after moment, Bok's poke, riding at almost the highest speed at the same time as Dash, plundered the shoulders of the Ethereal God. "- Hmm!" The blade of pursuit wields and becomes an explosive shock wave, approaching behind it, but using the walls and ceiling, it runs to the zigzag, flaunting it. "And when I heard what you were saying, I was even angrier! Take the back and hang it - the toga I was wearing was torn, but not one scratch on the scale. "Hmm. What's the reason? Is that what I told you about my destiny and my future? Ethereal God waving a giant sword - a cheat weapon such as the 'Divine Sword (Amadeus)' - as he inquired. This sword, it does have tremendous power, but I can see the orbit because of its silly size, and in this place, with some breadth and scaffolding, it was convenient to escape because the sword moves of Aoshi themselves are in one condition with a force push in the first place. So, bouncing around endlessly, I answered between the attacks. "There's that, too. The first thing that came to my head..." Kensei Skill Activated - Makes it look like it liberates the Optical Art, the 'Light (Light)' which also compresses to the extreme, in the current of the Ethereal God. The moment, the dazzling flash burst, and for a moment everything was covered in white. Reflectively blindfolded the throat of the Ethereal God, releasing a thrust of his body. "Duty, it's efficiency, so don't try to hold someone you don't even like -!!!" I don't have any skills (because they will be deactivated anyway), and an attack at my disposal bounced off the body of the Ethereal God. The body of the Ethereal God slipping through the icy link-like floor wreaks havoc involving the clerk desk and chair that was in the rear. Vigilant of the counterattack, where he quickly repositioned himself, he called it an indication... an intact Ethereal God rose from the end of the desk. Remove the toga, which had just become a mess and was about to hang on the bare skin, by unmanipulatively tearing it with one hand. The Ethereal God, who happened to be naked on the spot, looked at this one only slightly impressed. "I'm surprised. I didn't expect you to eat this far. It may be better to fight than it is to be torn apart." "Uh, yes, yes. Whatever, why don't you just put on your replacement clothes?" I hate to fight exposed maniacs...... "- Hmm. It's just a garment or something for me anyway. Everything is just empty. So you don't have a problem with this? "I don't like this one. Yikes! The behavior of the next moment was completely unconscious, even for myself. I thought I was fleshy on the Ethereal God at a rate that could almost be called instantaneous travel, with the 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)' cut down and poked at the floor, with an open right hand wide back swing. A full swing punch deeply chooses the cheekbones of the Ethereal God. The face of the Ethereal God, who stood back with the momentum of rolling from body to body while leaving behind the remnants, instantly, was now beaten from the other side, turning two or three times over the floor, crushing the parts of the desk that had painfully left the prototype behind. "Get dressed now! "... he's a troublemaker" Standing up saying bumps, he takes a dark blue costume like a military uniform from where he took it out and starts dressing on the spot, Ethereal God. Whatever, but why are you stripping your lower body to the end of the day?
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ใใฎๆ—ฅใฏ้›ชใŒ้™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช้›ชใ‚’ๆŸ“ใ‚ใ‚‹่–”่–‡ใฎ่Šฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ก€ใฎๆŸ“ใฟใ€‚ ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒˆใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎ่ทๅฐใซ็ฉใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ้‰„้ชจใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๅดฉใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใใ‚Œใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่จณใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใŸใ ้›ชใซๆ „ใˆใ‚‹่ก€ใฎ่ตคใฏๆถˆใˆ้€ใๆ„่ญ˜ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใตใจใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ่บซใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ€Ž ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ–ชๅคฑใ‚’ๅฏ‚ใ—ใๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใฏๆš—้—‡ใฎไธญใธใจๆบถใ‘ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๆฌกใซ็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใใ“ใฏ่–”่–‡ใฎ่ŠฑใŒๆ•ทใ่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฑชๅฅขใช ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ†ใ‚ใฃโ€•โ€•!?!ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซใใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ่“‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ไธŠไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใ„ใฎๅค–่ปฝใ้–‹ใ„ใŸใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใฉใ“ใ ใ“ใ“?! ๆฃบๆกถใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏ่‘ฌๅ„€ๅ ดใ‹็ซ่‘ฌๅ ด?! ็‡ƒใ‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๆœ€ไธญใจใ‹ใชใ‚‰ๆด’่ฝใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆ! ใ ใŒใ€ไบˆๆƒณใซๅใ—ใฆใใ“ใฏไธญไธ–ใฎๅŸŽใฎไธญใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚็Ž‹ๆ—ใŒไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅคฉ่“‹ใคใใฎ็•ณไฝ•็•ณใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅคงใใ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸๅบƒใใฆ็ซ‹ๆดพใช่ชฟๅบฆใŒๆƒใฃใŸๅฏๅฎคใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใธใฃ? ใ“ใ“ใฉใ“??ใ€ ใใ”ใกใŸๅฃฐใŒๅฆ™ใซ้ซ˜ใใฆๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚‚้ป’ใ‚’ไธปไฝ“ใจใ—ใŸ็ตนใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…‰ๆฒขใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใงใ€ใใ“ใซ่ตค่–”่–‡ใฎใ‚ณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚’ใตใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใซใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ่ฑช่ฏใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไธŠใซใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅž‚ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒ™ใƒƒใƒˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…‰ๆฒขใฎ้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใฏใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ›ดใซไธ‹ใซ่ปขใ˜ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅพฎใ‹ใซ่†จใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ่ƒธใจๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใใ†ใชใปใฉ็ดฐใ„่…ฐใ€ใใ—ใฆโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ„ใ€ ่‚ก้–“ใฎๅ–ชๅคฑๆ„Ÿใซใพใ•ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅญไพ›ใซใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ดฐใใฆใชใŠใ‹ใคใ—ใชใ‚„ใ‹ใช่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆŒ‡ใ‚’้€™ใ‚ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚Œ่ฆชใ—ใ‚“ใ ็”ทๆ€งใฎใ‚ทใƒณใƒœใƒซใŒๆถˆใˆใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆœช็Ÿฅใชใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใŒใใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใซ้Žฎๅบงใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎ่กๆ’ƒใซๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅฏๅฎคใฎ้ป’ๆช€ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใ„...ใ€ ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซใ€Œๅ…ฅใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใฃใ€ ๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ‹ใ—ใ’ใชๆง˜ๅญใงใ€1ๆžšใ ใ‘ใง3ร—2mใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใช้‡ๅŽšใชๆ‰‰ใ‚’่ปฝใ€…ใจๆŠผใ—้–‹ใ‘ใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช้‡‘้ซชใง้‡‘็žณใฎ็พŽไธˆๅคซใŒ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็”ทใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹20ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚ญใ‚ทใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ใƒ“ใ‚ทใƒƒใจ็€ใ“ใชใ—ใŸๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉ็พŽๅฝขใฎ้’ๅนดใฏใ€็‰ฉไบ‹ใฎๆ€ฅๅฑ•้–‹ใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใšๅ”–็„ถๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใใฎๆ•ดใ„้ŽใŽใŸ็พŽ่ฒŒใซๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฃใกใฎๆฐ—ใฏใชใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎ็พŽๅฝขใŒใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸใƒ•ใƒซใ‚นใƒญใƒƒใƒˆใƒซใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅ‡ถๅ™จใ ใญใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใพๅฅณใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ขโ€•โ€•ใƒƒ!ใชๅฑๆฉŸใชใฎใ‹ใช? ใชใ‚“ใฆ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใงใ€็พŽ็”ทๅญใฏๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ƒธใซๅฝ“ใฆใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎ็คผใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใฎๅ ดใง็‰‡่ถณ็ซ‹ใกใงๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€้ ˜ๅ†…ใฎใ‚‚ใฎๅ…จใฆใŒใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่กทๅฟƒใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ก˜ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็พŽๅฝขใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ~ใจใ‹ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใŒใ€ใตใจใ€่žใ้€ƒใ›ใชใ„ๅ˜่ชžใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆๆ€ใ‚ใš็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ !!?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใชใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ๅงซ?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใใ†ใช่ณชๅ•ใซใฏ็ญ”ใˆใšใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใใฎ็พŽๅฝขใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ป„้‡‘้พ ใ€Œ? ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸๅ…ˆใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ๆ˜Žใชใƒใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒ็พใ‚Œใ€็พŽๅฝขใซใ‹ใถใ•ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใง่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ป„้‡‘้พ ๅๅ‰: HP:556,800(ไบบ้–“ๅฝขๆ…‹)/1,948,800(ๅŠ้พๅฝขๆ…‹)/61,234,800(้พๅฝขๆ…‹) MP:767,800(ไบบ้–“ๅฝขๆ…‹)/2,303,400(ๅŠ้พๅฝขๆ…‹)/53,746,000(้พๅฝขๆ…‹) ใฏๅ…ƒใ€…ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ€Žใ‚จใ‚ฟใƒผใƒŠใƒซใƒปใƒ›ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚พใƒณใƒปใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ€ใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆ็”จใƒœใ‚นใจใ—ใฆ้…็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๅพŒ้™ๅฎšใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆ็”จใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใฎๆ™ฏๅ“ใจใ—ใฆ ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๆŒ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใพใฃใŸใๆŽ ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€ๆญขใ‚€็„กใใ‚ใ‚ŠใฃใŸใ‘ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…่ณ‡็”ฃใจๅคš้‡ใฎใƒฌใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใจไบคๆ›ใจใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๆใ‚‰ใใ‚ตใƒผใƒๅ†…ใงใ‚‚5ๅŒนใจใ„ใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†่ถ…้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจ่จ€ใ†ๅใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใใฎๅฝ“ไบบ?! ใ„ใ‚„ๅฝ“้พ?! ๆททไนฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใฆใฟใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŠ้€ๆ˜Žใชใƒใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็จฎๆ—:ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ(็ฅž็ฅ–) ๅๅ‰: ๅคฉๅฌขๅ…ธ้›… HP:78,000 MP:95,500 ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€Žใ‚จใ‚ฟใƒผใƒŠใƒซใƒปใƒ›ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚บใƒณใƒปใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ€ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉๅใจใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
Prologue It was snowing that day. Blood stains like rose flowers dyeing bright white snow. The steel that was loaded on the carrier of the truck that was running collapsed in front of me, and I got caught up in it and died with little translation. However, the red of blood flourishing in the snow remained in the vanishing consciousness, and I finally thought about the game character Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), which could be called my half. ... Oh, if I disappear, she won't even exist. Myself and her, lonely for the double loss, my consciousness melted into the dark... โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The next time I woke up, it was in a luxurious coffin (,,,) filled with rose flowers. "- Wow -!?!" I knew it instinctively for some reason, and I woke up full of strength with my hands on the lid. I climbed out of there, opening gently unexpectedly, and looked around in a hurry. - Where is it?! A coffin means a funeral home or a crematorium?! If it's in the middle of being burned or something, it won't go out of style! But contrary to expectations, it was also a large and splendid bed in a medieval castle, not knowing how many tatami tatami with a ceiling the royal family would use, and this was another large and splendid bedroom with all the conditioning. "... Huh? Where am I?? Yes, your voice is strangely high and adorable. Or what you are wearing is also a silky glossy dress dominated by black, a sumptuous one with plenty of red rose costumes. Long, velvety, glossy black hair dripping over it may or may not belong to me, and if I turn my gaze further down, my slightly swollen chest and my hips are so thin that they seem to break, and... "... not" If I crawled through my own fingers that seemed thin and supple as a child, thinking I was no longer in the sense of loss of my groin, the familiar male symbol would disappear and instead the unknown slit would sit on that part. When you're too shocked, someone knocks on the sandalwood door in your bedroom, "- Yes..." The moment I swallowed the words by reflexively saying, "I'm in it," "Excuse me." The voice of greeting was also reversible, gently pushing open the heavy door that seemed to be about xm with just one sheet, and the stunning blonde and golden-eyed sturdy came into the room. The man, or a stunningly beautifully shaped young man dressed in a tuxedo that seemed to be around the age of , looked at me stunned by the sudden unfolding of things and gave a full grin at its overneath beauty. No, I didn't mean to be that way, but the beauty so far brings these full throttle smiles to your face, or almost a murder weapon. If I were a woman, I'd be in love. That... sounds like a woman right now, but then A-hh! Is this a crisis? What a stupid thing to think. In front of me, the beautiful man put his right hand on his chest and bowed his head deeply on one foot on the spot so as to thank the knight. "We are truly celebrating the Princess's resurrection. I truly hoped that everything in the realm would be on this day, starting with Tennai." I thought that when Aesthetics did it, everything would take shape - or something like that, but, uh, I overheard a word I couldn't miss and accidentally gave a barbaric voice. "Tendai!!?" "... yes. What can I do for you, Princess? I didn't answer the question that seemed suspicious, and I pointed to its beauty. "Golden Dragon (Naga Raja)??!" "? Yes. Exactly, but...? Moments later, something like a transparent pop-up menu emerged from the tip of the finger, displayed in a way that would be worn over the aesthetic shape. Race: Golden Dragon (Naga Raja) Name: Tendai HP: 6,800 (Human Form)/1,948,800 (Half Dragon Form)/61,234,800 (Dragon Form) MP: 767,800 (Human Form)/2,303,400 (Half Dragon Form)/53,746,000 (Dragon Form) The Golden Dragon (Naga Raja) was originally placed as the event boss for the game I was playing, Eternal Horizon Online, and was subsequently sold as an SSR (ultra-rare) item as a prize for exclusive event chatter. Though I tried at the time, I didn't plunder at all, and I got it for my unstoppable in-game assets and lots of rare items and exchanges. It's an ultra-high level monster that probably won't even have five in the server. And I named the golden dragon (Naga Raja) that I got Heavenly Life (Tengai), but I can't believe that person?! No, Honlong?! I somehow pointed to myself in confusion, and a similarly translucent pop-up menu floated. Race: Blood Sucking Princess (Divine Ancestors) Name: Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) Title: Heavenly Lady Elegant HP: 78,000 MP: 95,500 Without a doubt, it was the character name and status of "Eternal Horizons Online" that I was playing.
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ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใจ้šฃๅ›ฝใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใจใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒโ€•โ€•ๅณปๅŽณใชๅณฐๅณฐใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธฆใถๅคฉ็„ถใฎ่ฆๅฎณใ‚’ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅญไพ›ใŒ็ ‚ๅฑฑใ‚’ๅดฉใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„ใซไป‹ใ•ใšใ€ๅทจๅคงใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒ็›ด้€ฒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใใฎ่–”่–‡ใฎๆ„ๅŒ ใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆŸ„้ ญใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€้ ใใปใฎใ‹ใซ็™ฝใ‚“ใงใใŸๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใซๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€ๅทจๅคงใ‹ใค้ญๅ‰ใชใ‚ทใƒซใ‚จใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใงใใ‚ŒใฐๆฉŸๅ‹•ๅŠ›ใฎ็”Ÿใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๅนณๅŽŸใงๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ†ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€็ญ‰ใ€…ใ€ใ™ใงใซๆฑบๆˆฆ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’็€็”จใ—ใฆใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ไธ‡ๅ…จใŸใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅฑฑ่„ˆใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆ‹“ใ‘ใŸๅนณๅŽŸใซๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ้™ฃใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸใ€ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่–้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃ1ไธ‡ไฝ™ใ‚ŠใŒใ€ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใซ้คŒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ท‹้›ชใฎไธปๅผตใ‚’ๅ…จ้ข็š„ใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝ็š‡ๅฅณใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่ชฌๅพ—โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎ่„…่ฟซใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ‡บๅ…ตใฏๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้ญ”่ก“ใ‚„ๅ›žๅพฉ้ญ”่ก“(่–ๆ•™ใงใ„ใ†ใ€Œ็ฅžใฎๅฅ‡่ทกใ€)ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹่–้จŽๅฃซใƒป็ฅžๅฎ˜ไธปไฝ“ใ‚ˆใ‚‹1ไธ‡ไบบ่ฆๆจกใฎใ‚‚ใฎใธใจๅค‰ๆ›ดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใฎๆ‰‹ใฏใšใฏใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅฝนใฎ่–้จŽๅฃซ2,000ๅใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ“ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซไบคๆ›ฟๅฝนใฎ่–้จŽๅฃซ4,000ๅใŒ้™ฃๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅพŒๆ–นใซๅ›žๅพฉๅฝนใฎ็ฅžๅฎ˜ใ‚„ใ€็ทŠๆ€ฅๆ™‚ใฎใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—่ฆๅ“กใ‚’้…็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ญ‰ใ‚’้€ฃๅฐ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ‡บใ—ๆƒœใ—ใฟใ›ใšใซไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฉใ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ๅ›žๅพฉๅฝนใฏๅ›žๅพฉใจ้ญ”็œผใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ๅ‰็ทšใฎ่–้จŽๅฃซใฏ็จ‹ใชใ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ๆžœใŸใ™ใฎใงใ€็„ก็†ใ‚’ใ›ใšๅพŒ็ถšใฎ่€…ใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅฝขใง้–“ๆ–ญใชใๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅ†็”ŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’่“„็ฉใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€่€ƒใˆๆ–นใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซMMORPGใงใฏๅฎš็Ÿณใฎใ€Žใƒใ‚งใ‚คใƒณใƒปใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใ€ใ ใ—ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚น็ดšใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€ๆ•ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹ๅ›žๅพฉๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ„ใกใŠใ†ใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใชใœใ‹้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๆ‡ธๅฟตใŒใŠใ‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅŽณใ—ใ„่จ€่‘‰ใง็ท‹้›ชใŒ่จ€ใ„็ถ™ใใ€‚ ใฎๅˆ†ๆžใงใฏใ€่–ๅ…‰ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€็พ็Šถใ€้ฃ›ใณ้“ๅ…ทใฎใชใ„ ใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—่ฆๅ“กใ‚„ไบคไปฃๅˆถใง่–้จŽๅฃซใฎ่ฒ ๆ‹…ใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็”Ÿ่บซใฎไบบ้–“ใŒๆฅตๅบฆใฎ็ทŠๅผตๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๅ‰็ทšใง้•ทๆ™‚้–“ๆŒใกใ“ใŸใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹็–‘ๅ•ใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใซ็พ็Šถ้ฃ›ใณ้“ๅ…ทใŒใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅพŒใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Ž......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ๅฏพๅฟœ็ญ–ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็ทๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ็›ธไบ’้€ฃๆบๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€่–้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆŒใกใ“ใŸใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใš็„ก็†ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็„ก็†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅพŒๆ–นใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใ€ๅ‘ปใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚็ซๅŠ›ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ•้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆ1ๆ™‚้–“็จ‹ๅบฆใงๆ–ƒใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚้ฃใ‚Šๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฟ€็ชใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไบบ้–“ใซใฉใ†ใ“ใ†ใงใใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ ่ถ…่ถŠ่€… ใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’็ท‹้›ชใฎ้–“่ฟ‘ใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใ€้ชจ่บซใซๆฒใฟใฆ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€่บซใ‚‚่“‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„่ชฟๅญใงๆ˜Ž็žญใซ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใฎๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆˆฆๅฃซใจใ—ใฆๅฟธๆ€ฉใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใฎๅฟƒไธญใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ‹ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๆทกใ€…ใจ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ใใพใงใ„ใ–ใจ่จ€ใ†ๅ ดๅˆใฎ่ถณๆญขใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บใจๅ…ฑใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆๅˆถๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐๅคง่ฆๆจก็ซๅŠ›ใงไธ€ๆŽƒใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‰ๅ›žใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงๅ…‰ใƒป้›ทใƒป้‡ๅŠ›ใฏๅฐใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ใฎ่ณช้‡ใ‚’ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆถˆๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚‚ๅฑฑใปใฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธญ้€”ๅŠ็ซฏใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ ใจๅญฆ็ฟ’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅคงๆœฌใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใซ็š„ใ‚’็ตžใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใฎๆฎปใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฎปใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? โ€•โ€•ใชใซใ‹ๆ‰‹ใŒ?ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€่‡ชไฟกๆบ€ใ€…ใช้ก”ใง้ ทใ็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใง้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใ‚’ใŸใใ—ไธŠใ’ใ€็™ฝใใฆ้ญ…ๆƒ‘็š„ใชใ†ใชใ˜ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡ๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎ่ฃพใ‚’ๆŠ“ใ‚“ใงใ€ๅคช่‚กใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใพใง่ปฝใๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็งใŒ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€ๆžšใšใค่„ฑใ„ใงใ„ใ‘ใฐใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ€ใƒžใƒƒใƒใง็ขบๅฎŸใซใ‹ใถใ‚Šไป˜ใใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œๅดไธ‹ใงใ™!!!ใ€ใ€ ใฎNGใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ€ ใ„ใพใฎ็ตถๅฏพใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใช...ใจๆ€ใ†ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅ‰ใงใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็™ฝใ€…ใ—ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ๅด่ฟ‘้”ใฎๅˆ—ใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญๆ–นๅ‘ใซ็ซ‹ใค็™ฝ้ซชใง้ป’ไบบใฎ็พŽ้’ๅนดโ€•โ€•ๅฐ†่ปใฎ็ญ†้ ญใŸใ‚‹ ๆฌกๅ…ƒๆ–ญๅฑคๆ–ฌ ใซ็š„ใ‚’็ตžใฃใฆใ€ไธ€็™บใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠโ€•โ€•ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ”ใจๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ›ใ‚Œใฐใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใŸใจใˆ็›ดๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚็งใงใ™ใ‚‰ไธ€็™บใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ‚Œใฏ่™ซใŒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่ฃธใซใ—ใฆใ€้€Ÿๆ”ปใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ€้š™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็งใŒๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๆœ€ๅคงใฎๅฅฝๆฉŸใฏใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๆ–‘้ณฉใŒๅคงใใ้ ทใ„ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑฒใฟๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๆˆๅŠŸใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ„ๆฎต้šŽใงๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใฏๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ๆŠœใใงๅ…จ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆณจใŽ่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใฎใ”ๆœŸๅพ…ใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ๅพฎๅŠ›ใชใŒใ‚‰็งใฎๅ…จๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ”่ฆงใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚......็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใซๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ๆ•ตใซๅกฉใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใชใฉๆป‘็จฝใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ๆฎŠๅ‹ใซ็‰‡่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–‘้ณฉใ ใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซๅพ“ใ†ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃใฃ!!ใ€ ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใช่‡ชๅˆ†ใธใฎ็šฎ่‚‰ใซๆฐ—่‰ฒใฐใ‚€ๅคฉๆถฏใ ใŒใ€ใ€Œๅคฉๆถฏๆฎฟใฃใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซใŸใ—ใชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ่ถณใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒใ€ๆฑใฎ็ฉบใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ็ท‹้›ชใซๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€ๅคช้™ฝใŒๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ˜‡ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ไบˆๅฎšๆ™‚ๅˆปใชใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜้–‹ๅง‹ใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ—ฅใŒๆ˜‡ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚่€ๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅคช้™ฝๅ…‰ใฏๅผฑ็‚น่ถณใ‚Šๅพ—ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ€ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅˆ†ๆžใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚......ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€ ้ ทใ„ใฆใ€ๅ†ใณๅด่ฟ‘้”ใฎๅˆ—ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–‘้ณฉใฏไธŠ็ฉบใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ€‚ๅฏพ้ญ”็œผ็”จใฎ็›ฎใใ‚‰ใพใ—็ญโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๅใ‚’ๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€ๅณๅบงใซไฝ็›ธ็ฉบ้–“ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€้จŽ็ฃใซไน—ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅทจไฝ“ใง่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ็ฟผใง้ฃ›ใณ็ซ‹ใคใชใฉใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใชใŒใ‚‰ ใ€Œๅคฉๆถฏใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ…จไฝ“ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏ็งใจๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซใ€‚ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฏๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดไธ€ๆฏใซ้…็ฝฎใ€‚ใ„ใ–ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆ™‚ใฎๅ…จ่ปใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎๆฎฒๆป…ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—่ฟ‘ใฅใใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจๅ–ฐใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซ็ต‚ๅง‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚้€”ไธญใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซ่€ๆ€งใƒปๆ•้ฃŸใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅณๅบงใซๆˆฆๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ข่„ฑใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใฏๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏ่ฆช่ก›้šŠใฎๅคฉไฝฟใซๅพ“ใ†ใ“ใจ! ็ฃไบบ้ƒจ้šŠใฏๅธๅ›ฝ่ปใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ปใŒๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๅˆใฎ็ฉดใ‚’ๅกžใใ‹ใ€็„ก็†ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ๅณๅบงใซ้€€ๅดใ—ใฆๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ€‚ใใ“ใ‚’ๆœ€็ต‚้˜ฒ่ก›็ทšใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Žใฏใฏโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!!ใ€ ็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใจๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€้พๅฝขๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใŸๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใฃใฆใ€ๅคฉๆถฏ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ๅณๅบงใซใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ็ซ‹ใฃใŸ้ป„้‡‘้พใฎ็…Œใๅทจไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐใซ้›†็ตใ—ใŸไธ‰ใƒถๅ›ฝใฎๆททๆˆ่ปใŒ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠๅ‡บใพใ—ใซใ€(่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ปใฎ่–้จŽๅฃซ้”ใฏๅˆฅใจใ—ใฆ)ๆœŸใ›ใšใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใซๅœฐ้ณดใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ฌจใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๆฅใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ๅ‹ๆ•—ใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆˆฆใ„ใ€‚ ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซไธๅฎ‰ใจๆๆ€–ใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใ ใŒใ€ไบบใ€…ใฎๅฃฐใซๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅพฎใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚
Episode Twelve: Dawn Final The border between the Grand Duchy of Youth and its neighbor, the Grawior Empire - a huge monster was marching straight through the natural elements lined with grim peaks, as if children had not intended to crumble sand mountains. The "Princess" Scarlet Snow of the Crimson Imperial Crimson of the Crimson empire groaned in a harsh tone, looking at a huge and brilliant silhouette that emerged on a distant and slightly whitened horizon with a pitch-black, double-edged skinny body poking a half-clear sword of love, "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)," on the ground, with both hands on a patterned head with its rose design. "I would have liked to have decided to compete on a plain where I could use my manoeuvre if I could, but could I have said that too" Battle Dress: The Rose of War, Ann of Guyastein. Battle Black Wings: Rosy Luck "La Vi Ann Rose". Left-hand shield equipment such as "Iserne Jungfrau", a rosy steel, is already wearing the showdown gear and looking fully prepared. Then, more than , of the Saint Knights of the Eon Holy Kingdoms, forming themselves to stick to a slightly pioneered plain in front of the mountain ranges, looked down at them waiting. Originally on the side of the Holy King, who sought to gather 100,000 volunteers and proselytizing soldiers to fight with the vicious warriorization by 'Jihad', the threat of Oriana, Empress Grawior, who fully accepted the Scarlet Snow claim that only feeding the abandoned dragon (Nidheck) of the missouri - changed this march to something of the size of 10,000 according to the main subjects of the Holy Knight and clergy, who can also use offensive and restorative witchcraft (the "miracle of God" in sacrament). This is what should happen to the hands of the Holy King. 2,000 Sacred Knights surround this against the approaching Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck). A further 4,000 Saint Knights in alternating roles form behind this. Still further afield, the restorative clerics and emergency backup personnel will be placed. The Holy Knight on the front lines fires Holy Light bullets (Holy Lights), etc., from a critical active range. No matter how much magic you consume, everyone uses it at all costs to knock in an attack. The healer is dedicated to healing and demonic eye defense (Mind Resist). Naturally, the Saint Knight on the front line uses up his magic without any difficulty, so he is replaced with the succeeding one without being forced. It is an attempt to accumulate attacks that exceed the opponent's regenerative power by inflicting uninterrupted attacks in this form. "- Well, I don't know if I'm thinking wrong. In short, in MMORPG, it's a stone's 'chain heel'. If you're dealing with a Boss Monster, it's only natural to have a healing device that exceeds the enemy's Attack." Scarlet Snow makes a difficult face for some reason, even though she appreciates this one. "Do you have a concern? Scarlet Snow continues to say in harsh words after being questioned by Tengai, who refrains behind his back. "The question is whether we can support this number of people, right? According to Zhou Jin (Susa) 's analysis, an attack by Holy Light can be damaging and would be an effective tactic for abandoned dragons (Nidheck) without flying tools at present. By the time the whole cell (cell) is scraped off, it cannot last for at least eight hours. For once, even if I say that I am reducing the burden of the Holy Knight with backup personnel and shifts, I doubt that biological humans will be able to hold out for long periods of time on the front lines where I feel extreme tension, and even if I say that I don't have the current flying tools, I don't know what will happen in the future...... maybe I will take action. And if it's just the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck), if Shima-san gives us all the strength to launch a coordinated attack, we'll see if the Holy Knights can hold out. " Once the words were cut, Scarlet Snow shook her neck clearly to the side. "First of all, I can't." "... can't you still do it" Levan, who had refrained at the rear, pinches the words like a groan. "I don't care what you think, it's too much firepower. If you can kill him in at least an hour, you'll still have your money, but if he clashes from the front, he's not the one who can do this to humans, either." Originally, only transcendents (players) can compete against transcendents. Levan, who intends to draw that fact close to Scarlet Snow and understand it in his skeleton, is still a warrior if he clearly points out his lack of strength in a way that has no body or lid. Scarlet Snow continues pale, knowing or not his heart like that. "So they think about it only as a stepping stone if they say it's a lot, and with the sunrise they make a pre-emptive attack from here. I just wanted to wipe it out with massive firepower if possible, but light, thunder and gravity were sealed in the last battle, so unfortunately it would be difficult to extinguish that mass in one blow. Well, there are heaps of other means of attack, but if it's a halfway attack, they risk learning. Then it is quicker to kill Shima the Vampire, who is a big book, than to attack the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck). That's why I'm trying to narrow my focus to him... " Scarlet snow sighing here. "Because I know that one, too. He doesn't come out hiding in the shell of a snail." "I see. So, how do you get it out of your shell? - You got a hand? Scarlet snow nodding with a confident face towards Levan with a twisted neck. Somehow, with one hand, I fold up my long dark hair, revealing a white, seductive nod, while with the other hand I wrap around the hem of my skirt and gently lift it up to the area around my thigh. "Uhm. In the meantime, where I stand out, if you take one off at a time, I'll definitely come wearing it about Shima, in Mach" "" Rejected!!! " In the meantime, the NG of Heaven and Life Capital entered. "... is a joke" In front of Levan, who I think absolutely would have meant right now... Scarlet Snow smiled white and looked back at the white haired, black beautiful young man standing in the leading direction of the line of his proximity - the speckled dove (but) (incarnation) headed by General Thirteen Demons. "The biggest firepower currently available is Dimension Slash, a dimensional tomography of Yog-Sotose Tattered Spotted Doves, beyond a cloudy (or cloudy) attack. Then focus on Armamis, the home base on Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck), and destroy this in one shot - if possible, it would be best if you blew every Shima away, but even if you hit it directly, even I can withstand about one shot, so that would just be good for the player. So take it naked for now, fast attack, watch the gap and I plan to seal it" "I see, the biggest opportunity is. So it's in the first blow." The speckled dove nodded loudly and drew the will of Scarlet Snow. "That sort of thing. Before Shima discerns this intent, he beats Dimension Slash with a quick slash anyway. If this is successful, we can put up a battle at a fairly early stage. So the Spotted Pigeon is to infuse all the magic out of hand" "I understand. I will do everything in my power to see if I can meet the princess's expectations. ... it's funny how you can be senseless and send salt to your enemies." A speckled pigeon on one knee to a special victory, but for a moment, he smiles coldly when he sees heaven following him by the scarlet snow. "- Ew!! It was an obvious irony for me, but I was tempted by the "Heavenly Lord" life capital and put my foot back where I was about to step out. Instead, the Life Capital, which stepped forward, points out to Scarlet Snow with its eyes on the eastern sky. "Princess, the sun has begun to rise from the horizon, isn't it about time? "No, the battle starts completely after the sun rises. Even though it is resistant, it is the analysis of circumferential ginseng that sunlight can still be weak enough.... Nevertheless, should we be ready" Nodding, I turn again to the line of sidekicks. "Spotted pigeons wait in the air. Eye Blindfolding Squad for the Eye Against the Devil - Seven Eves (Takeshi), Yasuo" Hozumi ", and Gate" Mon "are about predetermined placements! "" "" Ha "" What was called the name went all the way to a predetermined position on the path of a fragmented abandoned dragon (Nidheck), such as instantly moving into phase space, riding out on a horseman, running out in its giant, and flying with its own wings. "Heavenly, this one also moves where the whole position can be seen. Life capital fits me and my obedience. Zhou Jin is placed in a full battlefield as much as possible. I'll take command of all the armies when I say no. Others wait on the spot, and if the original operation fails, destroy the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) by their own corrugated attack. However, if you get too close, you are in danger of being eaten, so you should end up in a ranged attack. Immediately leave the battlefield as soon as the opponent begins to resist and prey on his attacks along the way, timing by following the instructions of Zhou Jin or the SS Angel! The Beast Troops work with the Imperial Army to block holes in the event of the collapse of the Holy King's Army or, if it does not seem possible, retreat immediately and wait on the border. Make it your final line of defense. " "Ha-ha-ha!!!" After continuing to follow the instructions and seeing that they had all been thankful, Scarlet Snow performed a fitting with the Life Capital and the submissive demon, riding on the back of the heavenly life that had become a dragon form. "Go, heavenly! "Ha!" A mixed army of three nations gathered in the land looks up at the brilliant giant of the golden dragon that immediately flew off the scene. In the presence of His Majesty the princess, (apart from the Holy Knights of the Holy King's Army), a grunting voice was raised on the battlefield. It's arguably the first time I've come to this world, a battle I don't know how to win or lose. Scarlet snow, secretly driven by anxiety and fear, but backed by people's voices, he smiled slightly.
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้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซใฏๆฒˆ้ป™ใŒๆตใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€็ซ‹ใกๅกžใŒใ‚‹ๆ†ฒๅ…ตโ€•โ€•ๅฎŸๆ…‹ใฏใ€่ฒดๆ—้™ขใฎ้ฃใ‚ใ—ใŸๅˆบๅฎขใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใŸใžใฃ! ้€†่ณŠใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใ ใ€ ใ€Œ่จŽใกๅ–ใ‚Œใฐ่ค’่ณžใฏๆ€ใ„ใฎใพใพใ !ใ€ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚ใ€‚ๅฅณใ‚’ไบบ่ณชใซใ—ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใจใ‹ๅฃใ€…ใซๅซใ‚“ใง่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ—ใญใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฎใปใ†ใฏๆƒšใ‘ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅญ? ใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชใใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆ†‚ใˆใ‚‹่ฌŽใฎไปฎ้ข้จŽๅฃซใ !ใ€ ใฃใฆใƒŽใƒชใƒŽใƒชใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใปใ†ใ‚‚ใคใ„ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ˆˆใŒไน—ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€ŒๅŒใ˜ใใ€้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŒใ‚Šใฎ่ฌŽใฎๅฅณๅ‰ฃๅฃซใ€ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ถใƒปใƒญใƒผใ‚บ่ฆ‹ๅ‚ใฃ! ๅ‘ฝใฎๆƒœใ—ใใชใ„่€…ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„!ใ€ ใฃใฆๅ•–ๅ‘ตใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚บใพใงใจใฃใฆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใพใฏๅ็œใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆ้›ฃใชใใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใฆใ€ไปฎ้ขใฎใพใพ ๅณๅบงใซใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใŒ็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅพก่€…ใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ‚‹็ฎฑ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใ‚Šใ€่ฟฝใฃๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ† ใƒปใƒปใƒปๆ™‚ใŸใพๅพŒๆ–นใงๅ…‰ใจใ‹็ˆ†็™บ้Ÿณใจใ‹่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใถใ‚“็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบใŒ่Šฑ็ซใงใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใฏใ€ๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไบˆๅฎšใ‚’็นฐไธŠใ’ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎไฟ้คŠๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ“ใ‚ขๆน–ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคœไธญใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๆ›ฟใˆใฎ้ฆฌใ‚’็”จๆ„ใงใใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€้€”ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้žๅธธใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใไปŠๅคœไธญใซใฏใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰่„ฑๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€1ๆžšใ—ใ‹ใชใ„็ต็•Œ็„กๅŠนๅŒ–ใฎ้€š่กŒ่จผๆ˜Žๆ›ธใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆŒใฃใŸใพใพใชใฎใงใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰็ต็•Œใฎๅผตใฃใฆใชใ•ใใ†ใชไธŠ็ฉบใพใงๆ˜‡ใฃใฆใ€่ฟ‚ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅˆๆตใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ท้›ขใซใชใ‚Œใฐไธปใจ ใพใ‚ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎ่„ฑๅ‡บใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ไธ‡ไธ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎไธŠ็ฉบใพใง้˜ฒๅพก็ต็•ŒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซใจใฃใฆใฏใใ‚Œใ“ใใ‚ทใƒฃใƒœใƒณ็Ž‰ใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใฏ็„กใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏใ‚‚ใ†้€ƒใ’ใŸๅพŒใชใฎใง้จ’ใŽใŒ่ตทใใฆใ‚‚้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ€‚ ใงใ€ไธ€ๆฏใคใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฏไปฎ้ขใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใงใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพโ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใฏ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใฎใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใง้’่คชใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใใ‚“ใชๅฆนๅงซใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใใ—ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใใ‚“ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅฏพ้ขใฎใ‚ทใƒผใƒˆใซๅบงใฃใฆใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ€ๆฒˆ้ป™ใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใคใใซ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏใŠใฉใ‘ใŸไป•่‰ใง่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๅงซใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้™บใ—ใ„ใŠ้ก”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎ่Šฑใฎ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป3ๅฏพ7ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใ‚‹ใพใงใซๅ€’ใ—ใŸๆ•ตใฎๆ•ฐใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๅทฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‹ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฎ้ฆ–ใŒ็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€2ไบบ3ไบบๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€‚......ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๅงซๅฃ่ชฟใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใŒๅœฐใงใญใ‡ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐ็š„ใซใฏๅคงใƒžใ‚ฑใซใพใ‘ใฆ4ๅฏพ6ใจใ—ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ? ใ“ใฃใกใŒใƒใ‚ฟใƒใ‚ฟๆ–ฌใฃใฆใ‚‹้šฃใงใ€ๅ…จๅ“กๆฎบใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏ? โ€•โ€•ใชใฎใงใใฎๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅŠ ๅ‘ณใ—ใฆ3ๅฏพ7ใชใฎใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ๅˆฅใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ใพใ‚...ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฒดๆ—้™ขใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใซๅพ“ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใฎๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ฌใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŽปใ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚“ใ€้‡‘ใ‹ๅ่ช‰ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใจๅผ•ใๆ›ใˆใซไป–ไบบๆง˜ใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†้€ฃไธญใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฝ“็„ถใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็„กๆˆ‘ๅคขไธญใงใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๅฎˆใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซใฏๆ‚”ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ๆฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’็œŸใซๅฎˆใ‚Œใ€ไบบใฎไธ–ใฎใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ€็พŽใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅผทใ•ใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎ่ฟทใ„ใฎใชใ„็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆŠผใ—้ป™ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ๅˆฅใซๆฐ—ๆŠผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใ€ๅ่ซ–ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ‹ใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅนณ่กŒ็ทšใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€้šฃใงไบบ้–“ใ‚’ใ‚นใƒ‘ใ‚นใƒ‘ๅคงๆ นใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ–ฌใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่ก€ใ‚‚ๆถ™ใ‚‚็„กใ„ๆฎบไบบ้ฌผใฟใŸใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„!? ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ›ฐใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ”ๆฉŸๅซŒใ‚’็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใตใ‚€ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅคชๅนณๆฅฝใช็Ž‹ๅญใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใชใฎใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใ ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฝใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใงใŠ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ€็•ชใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ—ใ€่ฟฝใฃๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠใ‚ใคใ‚‰ใˆๅ‘ใใซๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใชใ„่’้‡Žใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆš—ใ„ใฎใŒ้›ฃ็‚นใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎ่พบใ‚ŠใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ใซใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใชใ‚‰ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ„ใ„ใ€้™ใ‚Šใฆ่ฉฆๅˆใ—ใฆใฟใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆๆกˆใซใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใŒๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚‚้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่…•็ต„ใฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚ŒใฏๅพŒๆ—ฅใจใŠ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใŸใฏใšใงใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฉฆใ—ๅˆใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ๅˆฅใซๆญปๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚ใใฎๆพ„ใพใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€็™บใถใ‚“ๆฎดใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใพใชใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใฎใ”ไธ่ˆˆใ‚’่ฒทใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใง้ ฌใฎใฒใจใคใตใŸใคๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฎใ†ใˆใงใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚ŒใงใฏใŠๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใพใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žใ•ใ‚ใฉใ†ใžใ€ใจๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใฆๆฎดใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ€ใŸใ ใฎๅฅณใฎ ใ€Œใฉใ†้•ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ„ใพใฒใจใคใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ—ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ่ซฆใ‚ใŸ้ก”ใงใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅพก่€…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใซใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“่ก—้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใฆๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ่’ๆถผใจใ—ใŸๅคงๅœฐใ‚’ๅคœ้ขจใŒ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฆ่กŒใใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใฎๅ…‰็จ‹ๅบฆใงใฏใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆง˜ๅญใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใจใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใŒๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฎใพใพใงใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ 5mใปใฉ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใซใ„ใ†ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ“ใ่ˆž่ธไผš็”จใฎ็‡•ๅฐพๆœใฎใพใพใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅฟƒ้…ใชใใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ†ใƒผใ‚€ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่จ€ใฃใจใ„ใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚น็€ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚นใƒผใ‚นใƒผใซใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใชใใ€‚ ใจใ—ใฆ่ปข็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ไธ€ๅ›žใ‚‚ใ‚บใƒœใƒณๅฑฅใ„ใฆใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ......ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใช่‡ชๅˆ†ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ๅฟƒ้…ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใงใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใชใๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใคใคใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆธกใ—ใŸใ€Ž้ขจใฎๅ‰ฃใ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใฎใพใพใงใฏๅ‹่ฒ ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„? ๆœฌๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰?ใ€ ้€”็ซฏใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้ก”ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใŠ่ฆ‹้€šใ—ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅ†ๅบฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆ็›ดใ—ใฆๅŠ็œผใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไฝ“ๅ†…ใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’็ทดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆทกใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใง้ญ”่ก“็š„ๅ‘ชๆ–‡ใ ใ‹่‡ชๅทฑๅ‚ฌ็œ ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆˆ‘ใฏ็„ก้กž็„กๆ•ตใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ‰ฃใซๆ•ตใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ—ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๆˆ‘ใŒไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏ็œผๅ‰ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’่จŽใกๆป…ใผใ™!!ใ€ ็จฎๆ—:ไบบ้–“(้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ‰ฃๅฃซ) ๅๅ‰:ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข ่ทๆฅญ:ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅญ/ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅ†’้™บ่€…(Sใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏ) HP:21,500โ†’70,950 MP: 9,200โ†’30,360 ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏSใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใชใ‚‰ใปใผไบบ้–“ใฎ ใ‚ใใพใงใŸใ ใฎ็„กๅฐใฎไบบ้–“ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆญฃ็›ด่ˆใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใชใ€ๅˆๆœŸใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใฏใŠ่ค’ใ‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ด้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ‰ฃๅฃซใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”่ก“ไฝต็”จๅž‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ในใฆ่‚‰ไฝ“ๅผทๅŒ–ใซไฝฟใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ„ใพใชใ‚‰ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐ็งใซใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ็งใ‹ใ€ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใ‚‹ ้ ทใ„ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€Žๆฐดใฎๅ‰ฃใ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใฏใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๆฐ—่ฒ ใ„ใฎใชใ„ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฏไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ–ฌ็ทšใŒ่–„ๆš—ใŒใ‚Šใ‚’้ฎฎ็ƒˆใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ€้‹ผใฎ่ผใใจๅ…ฑใซๅฎน่ตฆใชใใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ›ใ‚“ใจๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚
There was silence in the carriage. After that, the stuck gendarmerie - the reality would be the assassins sent by the House of Lords. He was willing to kill and sword, and actually looked at Prince Ashir, "There he is! Rebellion Asylum, kill him!!" "If you pick it up, the reward stays on your mind! "Surround. Take the woman hostage!!" Or so you screamed and attacked me. Well, the prince is more in love, "Prince? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a mysterious masked knight worrying about my country! It was a no-brainer. So, I accidentally got on, too. "Likewise, passing mysterious swordsman, Mask the Rose, come and see! Call on those who have no life to spare! I cut it off and even posed. ... Yeah. I'm reflecting now. So, working with Prince Asil, he broke through this without difficulty and escaped from the opera house (Opera House), which was transformed into an enemy land (Away) with a mask. Immediately, Sir Carlo instructed the boxcarriage to take Angelica in and hop on and stop the chaser - well, I'm sure he had a lot of frustration (frustration) in his meeting with the prince - while she confronted the chaser (or slaughtered him), we decided to get out of the king's capital for a while. ... I hear light and explosions in the rear sometimes, but maybe even fireworks are done by people I don't know. By the way, the destination aims to be Lake Fulvia, where there is a royal conservation facility, in the form of rolling up the initial plans. It was Prince Achille's opinion that we could not prepare a replacement horse due to the fact that it was at a very slow pace from the middle of the night, but would probably reach it by the end of the night. Also, as we escape from the Wang capital, only one passport for invalidating the junction will remain with me, so the life capital will later rise to the seemingly tenuous sky of the junction to detour and join us. I've told you more or less where, and if you get some distance, the Lord and the Obedient Demon (pets) can see where each other is, so this choice would be best. Well, in the escape of Life Capital, in case there was a defensive junction up to the top of King's Capital, that would be like cracking a chavon ball for Life Capital, so there's nothing wrong with this one, and it doesn't matter if there's any noise after we've already escaped. So, after a sigh of breath, we took off our masks and remained silent - Angelica is fading blue in the shock of the raid, Prince Achille is holding such a sister princess's shoulder to calm her down, and I sat and stared at such a sight in the opposite seat of the carriage - come on, I can't stand the silence and my eyes any longer, Prince Achille shrugged his shoulder with a set aside method. "What's up, Princess Hiyuki? If you look so harsh, the face of the flower will be ruined." "... I guess it's a -on- place" "- Yes?" "It's the number of enemies I've defeated by the time I got in the carriage. It makes a lot of difference." "No, no, that won't make a difference. Five to five (EVEN), well, my neck was what I was looking for, so maybe there were two or three more....... has Princess Hyuki changed her tone? "This is not the ground. In terms of the number of people, you can make it -for-, but what is that? This one's slashing butterflies. Next door, how much room can you afford not to kill them all? - That's why it's three to seven." "Hey, it's not that I can afford it, well... because they're also nationals of my country who just followed orders from the House of Lords" Prince scratching around cheek like trouble. "Ha, I don't know if it's gold or honor, but they're the ones who take other people's lives in exchange for that, I think it's natural to be killed, hey. I don't think there's room for defense at the time I choose such a raw (i.e.) business, and I think it's better for the world to be gone. - By and large, you were paying back all eight assassins when you were . "... Yeah, I was selfless then to protect Angelica (my sister), and I have no regrets for being able to protect her" I sighed here. "But I've regretted it ever since. I wanted to be strong enough to truly protect Angelica and show her something better and more beautiful." Seeing that unmistakable eye, I pressed silence. No, it's not that I was distracted or that I didn't have any objections, it's no use talking any more. Because we found ourselves in parallel with each other - or something. When they say that, I slaughtered a human next door like a spa radish, like a killer with no blood or tears!? "- Again, that's not funny." "And even if they say... you're in trouble. How can I fix your mood? To the words, I thought, Hmm. It is obvious that this pacifist prince is responsible for all the moaning. Then it would be best to discuss it our way. "That's right, I'm away from the good commute, and I haven't had a chaser yet. It's a little dark in the wilderness where nobody's around, but we can handle each other around there, right? Then just fine, why don't you come down and play a game? Angelica was breathtaking at my suggestion. Prince Achille also arm himself with a difficult face. "... I thought you promised me that later? "It's a trial, I'm not trying to kill each other. I'm just sorry I didn't have to punch you in the face." "If you bought the lady's discomfort, I'm prepared to be hit with one or two of her cheeks on this occasion... but then I'm sorry? "'Come on in,' he offered and hit me, and that's just a woman's eclampsia (hysteria). I'm sorry I had to hit you on equal terms." "I don't know one thing about how it's different. It's the only way." With the face he gave up, Prince Asil turned out of the window and instructed Sir Carlo, who was your man, to stop off the street once. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Night breezes just pass through the desolate earth. Angelica and Sir Carlo looked at this one worryingly, as far as the lantern light on the carriage stopping a little further away would not see how this one was. "Are you sure you want to stay dressed like that? From about 5m away, Prince Asil, who seems so worried, remains the swallow tail suit for the ball. "Don't worry, I'm used to it" Um, say it yourself. What is it, but I'm really used to wearing dresses, to the hiccups in skirts, and to Sue. Or since I was reincarnated as Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), I haven't worn pants once. ... I wonder if I'm okay. I'm getting a lot worried about you. "Really? Then don't hesitate to come." Prince Asil sets up the "Sword of the Wind" that I gave him while I said it. "- Wouldn't it be a battle as it were? What if I mean it? As soon as I did, I had a bitter smile on the prince's face. "... is it a prospect" Again, I rearrange my sword and half-eyed it, refining the magic in my body, I don't know if it's a magical spell or self-hypnosis in a pale tone, I put that word in my mouth. "I am invincible, no match for my sword. - My blow destroys the enemy in front of me!! ' Race: Human (Magic Swordsman) Name: Asil Claude Amitia Occupation: Third Prince of the Kingdom of Amitia/Adventurer of the Kingdom of Amitia (S-Rank) HP: 21,500 70,950 MP: 9,200 30,360 "This is... that's the S-rank, it's pretty close to the human cap (Kanst) if it's in this state" As a mere unmarked person, though. I was honestly licking it though, I thought it was something like this when I saw my early status. "May I take that as a compliment? "Yeah. Honestly, I say magic swordsman, so I thought it was a magic combination type, and you know, I'd think of using it all for physical enhancement, you know? If you hit me now, you'll be damaging me." "What if I hit it? "Yeah, if you hit it. - Well, I don't know what's going to happen, but I don't care if it's me or the next life capital (Miko), it'll heal without a trace." He nodded and I set up the "Sword of Water" as well. "Really, I was relieved to hear that. - Okay, I'm coming." For a moment, out of his uncomfortable posture, Prince Ashir set that distance to 0 (zero) at once. At the same time, the slashing wire vividly cleaved through the dim, shaking me down relentlessly with the glow of steel.
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ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฏๅคง้™ธ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใซ็‰ˆๅ›ณใ‚’ๆŒใคไธญ่ฆๆจก(ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹3ๅคงๅผทๅ›ฝใฎๅธๅ›ฝใ€้€ฃ้‚ฆใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ›ใฐๅ‘จ่พบๅ›ฝใจไฝตใ›ใฆใฉใ‚“ใใ‚Šใฎ่ƒŒๆฏ”ใน)ๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่‚ฅๆฒƒใชๅœŸๅฃŒใจๆธฉๆš–ใชๆฐ—ๅ€™ใ‹ใ‚‰่พฒๆฅญใƒป็‰ง็•œใŒ็››ใ‚“ใงใ€ๅ›ฝๅœŸ้ข็ฉใƒปไบบๅฃใซๆฏ”่ผƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅ†…ๆถˆ่ฒป้‡ใฎๆ•ฐๅ€ใฎๅŽ็ฉซ้‡ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚Šใ€่พฒ็”ฃ็‰ฉใฎ่ผธๅ‡บ้‡ใงใฏ่ฟ‘้šฃ่ซธๅ›ฝ่ช‡ใ‚‹ใ€่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใฎๅฐๆ‰€ใจใ—ใฆใชใใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใฏใ“ใฎ่ฑŠๆฝคใชๅ›ฝๅœŸใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆไพต็•ฅๆˆฆไบ‰ใชใฉใ‚‚่กŒใชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ๅ‘จ่พบๅ›ฝใจใฎๅค–ไบคๆ”ฟ็•ฅใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ“ใ“80ๅนดไปฅไธŠใ€ๅฐ็ซถใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ›ใฐๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใชๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’็ตŒ้จ“ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใใ€ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅˆฅใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็พๅœจใฏๅนณๅ’Œใ‚’่ฌณๆญŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚้Ž่จ€ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚ซใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใซใ‚ใ‚‹ ใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฏๅฎฎๅปทใง้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅนณๅ’Œใชๆ™‚ไปฃใŒ้•ทๅผ•ใใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅพใ€…ใซๆ•ทๅฑ…ใŒไฝŽใใชใ‚Šใ€็พๅœจใงใฏไธ€่ˆฌ(ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ่ฒก็”ฃใจๅœฐไฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใŒ)ใซใ‚‚ๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸๅŠ‡ๅ ดใชใฉใงใ‚‚้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใฏไธŠใฏ่ฒดๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ‹ใฏๆˆใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚Šใฎๅ•†ไบบใพใงๆง˜ใ€…ใ ใŒใ€ๆ™‚ใŸใพใŠๅฟใณใงๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹็Ž‹ๆ—ใ‚„ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดไบบใพใงๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹็”ทๅฅณใฏ้ตœใฎ็›ฎ้ทนใฎ็›ฎใงใ€ไปฎ้ขใซ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็ด ๆ€งใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซ้›‘่ซ‡ใซ่ˆˆใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้€šไพ‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใช้€šไพ‹ใ‚’ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจๆ‰“ใก็ ดใ‚‹ใ€ๆœฌๆ—ฅใฏๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’็คบใ™ไธ€็ต„ใฎไธปๅพ“ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใง็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€่ถ…็„ถใจใ—ใŸๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ™ไธปใŸใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใ€‚ ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆไธŠๅŠ่บซใฏใ‚ฆใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใพใงใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใงใ€ๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใใ†ใชใปใฉ็ดฐใ„่…ฐใ‚’ๅผท่ชฟใ—ใคใคใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใฏใƒ•ใƒฌใ‚ข็ŠถใซๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใƒผใƒ—ใฎ้ป’ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซใ€็”ŸใใŸ่Šฑใจ่ฆ‹ใพใ”ใ†ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่ตค่–”่–‡ใฎใ‚ณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚’้šๆ‰€ใซใ‚ขใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใ—ใŸใ€ใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆ‰‹้–“้š™ใจๆ™‚้–“ใ€้‡‘ใ‚’ๆณจใŽ่พผใ‚“ใ ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’่บซใซใพใจใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณโ€•โ€•่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใพใ ๅไปฃๅ‰ๅŠใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใฏ็ด…ใ„้ฌผ้ขใฎใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฏใง้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใŒใ€่…ฐใพใงๅฑŠใ่‰ถใ‚„ใ‹ใช้ซชใจใ„ใ„ใ€ใ†ใฃใจใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉ็™ฝใใƒ›ใ‚ฏใƒญใฎไธ€ใคใ‚‚ใชใ„่‚Œใ€ใใ—ใฆ้ ฌใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใฎใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒณๅƒใงใใ‚‹็ด ้ก”ใฏใ„ใ‹ใปใฉใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ใพใ•ใซ็”ŸใใŸ่Šธ่ก“ๅ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซไป˜ใๅพ“ใ†ไพๅฅณใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๆฐด่‰ฒใฎใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใƒˆใƒซใ‚ฝใƒผใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ17~18ๆญณใปใฉใจ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚‚ใพใŸใ€ใพใฐใ‚†ใ„ใƒ—ใƒฉใƒใƒŠใƒ–ใƒญใƒณใƒ‰ใฎ้ซชใจ็‘žใ€…ใ—ใ„่‚Œใ€็™ฝใฎไปฎ้ขใง้ผปใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใฏ่ฆ—ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆƒณๅƒใงใใ‚‹็ด ้ก”ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸ็ตถไธ–ใฎใ€ใจ่จ€ใ†ในใ็พŽๅฅณใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ฅๅ ดใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไผšๅ ดใฎๆณจ็›ฎใฏ้‡˜ไป˜ใ‘ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚้ซ˜ๅถบใฎ่Šฑ้ŽใŽใฆโ€•โ€•่บซใซ็€ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฎ้ฃพๅ“ใฎ้กžใ„ใ‚‚่ถ…ไธ€็ดšๅ“ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ›ฝๅฎ็ดšใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ†ใฟใฆใ‚‚ใŠๅฟใณใงๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸๅคงๅ›ฝใฎๅงซใจใใฎไพๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ้ ๅทปใใซ็œบใ‚ใ€ใƒ’ใ‚ฝใƒ’ใ‚ฝใจๆ†ถๆธฌใ‚’ใ•ใ•ใ‚„ใๅˆใ†ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‘ฝ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใช่€…ใฏใ€ใ„ใพใ ่ชฐไธ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้€€ๅฑˆใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใญใ‡ใ€ใ“ใฎ ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคๅผใ‚†ใ‹ใ—ใใ‚ทใƒฃใƒณใƒ‡ใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใฎไธ‹ใง่ธŠใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซ่–„ๆš—ใใฆ(ใพใ‚ ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ โ€•โ€•ใ„ใพใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็†พๅคฉไฝฟใฎ็ฟผใฏ้š ใ—ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใฏใ€ๅพฎใ‹ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ่ˆž่ธไผšใจ้Š˜ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅฎŸ่ณช็š„ใซใฏๅ…ฌ็„ถใจใ—ใŸ็”ทๅฅณใฎไบซๆฅฝใฎๅ ดใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒณใƒ‡ใƒชใ‚ขใฎๅ…‰ใŒๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„่–„้—‡ใฎไธญใงใ€ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ‚ใ„ใ›ใค่กŒ็‚บ(ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใฉใ“ใพใงใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅˆฅๅฎคใงใ‚„ใ‚Šใชใ‚ˆ)ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎ็”ทๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰(ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใซใฏไธธ่ฆ‹ใˆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡)ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใซๆฅใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ„ใคใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰่‚ๅฟƒใฎ ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใช? ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ๆ ผๅฅฝใงใใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆกˆๅค–็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅœฐๅ‘ณ้ŽใŽใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃใŸใใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใๅคœ้€šใ—ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใฎ็‰น่จ“ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ ใ€Œ่ธŠใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ใ“ใฆใ‚“ใจๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ€่ฒงไนๆ€งใชใ›ใ„ใ‹ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใฏๆใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅงซๆง˜ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใจใฏไธๆ•ฌใซใ‚‚ใปใฉใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซ่ฉณใ—ใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃใฆใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๅ–งๅ˜ฉ่…ฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ‚ˆใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Š็„ก็คผ่จŽใกใจใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใจใพใ‚‹่ฉฑใ‚‚ใพใจใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏๅฟƒๅค–ใใ†ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎฟใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ‹ๅƒ•ใŸใ‚‹ใ“ใฎ่บซใŒๅงซๆง˜ใฎๆ„ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Ÿญๆ…ฎใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™ใฏใšใชใฉใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚‚ๅงซใจไฝ•็™พๅนดใ”ไธ€็ท’ใ—ใฆใใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฝ•็™พๅนดใฃใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ›ใ„ใœใ„3~4ๅนดใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅงซๆง˜ใฎใ”ๆŒ‡็คบใจใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎ็„ก็คผ่€…ๅˆปใฟใงๆˆๆ•—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€ไธ€็žฌใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹็งใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ˆ! ใ ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ฆใƒใงไธ€็•ชใพใจใ‚‚ใใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ นๆœฌ็š„ใซๆญฆ้—˜ๆดพใชใฎใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไปฎ้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฅฝใใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใฎไปฎ้ขใฏ? ๅŸŽไธ‹็”บใง่‰ฏใไผผใŸไปฎ้ขใฎ่€…ใŒใƒฉใƒผใƒกใƒณๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใŸใ€ใชใฉใจใ‚‚่žใๅŠใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚ใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚? ใพใ‚ๆ นใ‚‚่‘‰ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ™‚ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใƒผใ ใญใ€ ใƒใƒฌใฆใ‚‹ใชใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€‚ ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ƒŒๆ ผๅฅฝใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใŒใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใชใ‚“ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ€้ฆดใ‚ŒใŸไป•่‰ใงใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใƒ‰ใฎใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงใคใพใฟใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ทใƒผ(็‰‡่ถณใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ใซๅผ•ใใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡่ถณใฎ่†ใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใฆ่กŒใชใ†ๆŒจๆ‹ถ)ใ‚’่กŒใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใฐใ‚“ใฏใ€็ด ๆ•ตใชใŠๅฌใ—็‰ฉใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใฐใ‚“ใฏใ€่ฒดๅฅณใ“ใๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŠๆ”ฏๅบฆใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ˆใใŠไผผๅˆใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ่กŒใใฎๅฃ่ชฟใงไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ˜ใฃใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ(ไปฎ้ขใซ้š ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ้ก”ใ‹ใŸใกใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็žณใฏใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใ ใญ)ใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใŸใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใง่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฏๆ†ใชๆ–นใซใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆใ‚ใ—ใ’ใชไปฎ้ขใฏไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใชใซใ‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ใงๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Œใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใญใ€ใจ้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ†ใ†ใ€่ฉ•ๅˆคๆ‚ชใ„ใชใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใฎใƒฌใ‚ขๅ“ใ ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปๅฎŸใฏใ€ๆœฌๆ—ฅใ“ใ“ใงไบบใจไผšใ†็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นใซ็งใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใ€ ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅ›ฝใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใƒผใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใฎ่…น็ฉใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆ้ธใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใฏๅฟƒๅบ•ใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚! ใ‚ใซใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใˆใ€ใใฎใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€่ฒดๅฅณใซใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็„กไฝ“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใˆใ„ใˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็งใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใงใ™ใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นใฏๅ ดๆ‰€ใจๆ—ฅๆ™‚ใ‚’ใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€็‰นใซๆœ่ฃ…ใ‚„็›ฎๅฐใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€็งใฎ็‹ฌๆ–ญใง็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใชใซใถใ‚“ๅฑฑๅ‡บใ—ใฎ็”ฐ่ˆŽ่€…ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ”ไธๅฟซใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใŠ่ฉซใณ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ€…ไธๅฏฉใซๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใงใ€ใจใฏใ„ใˆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ไธ่ฆชๅˆ‡ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ็›ฎๅฐใชใฉใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ†คๆ…จใ™ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃๅ…ƒใŒ็ทฉใฟใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใชใฎใงใใ‚ใใ‚้€€ๅธญใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ๆกˆใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ใจ้ ทใใคใคใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจๅˆฅๅฎคใงๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใฏใ„? ใจๆ€ใ‚ใš็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏๅ…„ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅนด้ ƒใฎๆ–นใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…้€€ๅฑˆใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฒดๅฅณใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ„ใพใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ ใ‘ใงไฟ„็„ถใ€่ฒดๅฅณใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใœใฒใ€ใ˜ใฃใใ‚ŠใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใฏใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใฏใฏใซใ‹ใ‚“ใ ไป•่‰ใงใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉๆป…่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใ—ใŸ็›ฎใง่จดใˆใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ†ใ†ใฃใ€่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’่ชญใพใšใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซๅทปใ่พผใ‚€ๅคฉ็„ถๅž‹ใฏใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใƒผใ‚ใ€ใชใซใ—ใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใƒœใ‚ฏใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฃ! ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅคฑ็คผใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฎใŠๅนดใฏใ„ใใคใงใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ12ๆญณใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใจใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†13ๆญณใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ่จญๅฎšไธŠใฏใญ! ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใงใฏ1ใคใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€ใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใจใŠๅ‘ผใณใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใใ‚ใใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใง่จŠใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ๅฅณใฎๅญใ€‚ ใชใซใ“ใฎ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใ€ๅฆ™ใซๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ? ใ€Œใˆใ€ใˆใˆใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใ•ใˆใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ้€†ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅˆฅๅฎคใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใŠใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€‚ใŠไพ›ใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใžใ”ไธ€็ท’ใซใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฐๅฃฐใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซใ€ๅŠๅˆ†่‡ชๆฃ„ใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฅใชใ„้ฆฌ้นฟ็Ž‹ๅญใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใฆใใฎ่พบใ‚ฆใƒญใ‚ฆใƒญใ—ใฆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ•ใ€ ใฎไบŒ้šŽใ€ๅ€‹ๅฎคใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธฆใถๅฅฅใพใฃใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅ‰ใพใง้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’่ปฝใใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใงใ™ใ€‚ใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ‚’ใŠ้€ฃใ‚Œใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ใใ†ไธ€ๅฃฐใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ๅ…ฅๅฎคใ‚’ไฟƒใ™่‹ฅใ„็”ทๆ€งใฎๅฃฐใจๆฐ—้…ใจใซใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใƒƒ!?ใ€ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใช่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€2~3ๆญฉไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‹ใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸไปฎ้ขใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใงๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„โ€•โ€•็ ‚็ณ–่“ๅญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใตใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใญโ€•โ€•็ด ้ก”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆทฑใ€…ใจๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌบใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ€่ช ใซๅฟƒ่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใŠๅง‰ใ•ใพใ€‚ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅฅณใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใƒปใ‚คใƒชใ‚นใƒปใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟ็Ž‹ๅญใ“ใจ็ฌฌไธ‰็Ž‹ๅญใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใฎๅŒ่…นใฎๅฆนใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใซใฃใ“ใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใ†ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใš้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Episode Three: Encountering The Double Princess The kingdom of Amitia was a medium-sized country with prints in the western part of the continent (or more and more backwards in conjunction with the surrounding countries if we let out the empires, confederations and holy kingdoms of the three great Powers), where agriculture and livestock flourished from fertile soils and temperate climates and had to be the kitchen of the western region, with harvests several times more than domestic consumption even compared to the national area and population, and the best of neighbouring countries in terms of agricultural exports. There was once also a war of aggression and so on aimed at this abundant land, but it was no exaggeration to say that in the last years or more, due to diplomatic politics with neighbouring countries, we have never experienced a full-scale war without skirmishes, and that apart from the occasional damage to monsters, we are now singing peace. The opera house in Cardia, the king's capital of the Amitian kingdom, also hosted a masquerade featuring the aristocrats and wealthy dressed tonight. By the way, the Masquerade was originally held in court, but the peaceful times have slowly become less laid down and now it is extended to the general public (though only those with considerable wealth and status can participate), and is also held in these theatres and so on. Participants range from aristocrats on top to merchants on the bottom, but sometimes even royalties and nobles from other countries who participate with patience, and the men and women who participate, with the eyes of pelican eye eagles, sought to explore the identity of their opponents hidden in masks, where dance was also commonly involved in chatter. But there was a set of subordinates today who slowly broke such a routine, showing their just awesome presence. The main woman who just stands in nature and exudes an extraordinary presence. At first glance, the upper body is designed to fit all the way to the waist, highlighting the thin hips that are likely to break, while from the waist to the bottom, a girl dressed in a costume that would have been infused with gold, arranging everywhere with living flowers and a costume of red roses just to be seen - feels like she's still in her early teens? I can only imagine it because I hide it from my face up with a red faceted mask, but it's called lustrous hair that reaches to my waist, skin that is not white-white and porcupine enough to sneeze, and how beautiful the face I can imagine from the cheek-to-bottom line would be... and I can only sigh, it's just a living piece of art. And like a samurai who follows behind it, a woman who can be seen as about - years old with a long, water-colored torso dress, also had rough platinum blonde hair and luminous skin, a white mask that prevented her from peeking up from her nose, but the imaginable face was once again a dead beauty. Since they are such two, the attention of the venue was nailed from the moment of admission, but it was too high a ridge flower - the kind of jewellery worn is super first-class rather than national treasure, and at any rate the princess of the great kingdom who participated with patience and her samurai - and everyone just looked away, whispered speculation with Hisohisso, and those who were not commanded to speak up were not alone yet. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... somehow, it's more boring than I thought, this masquerade thing." I think it would be nice to use magic lights, because it's something that's old-fashioned itchy and dancing under the chandelier lights, so overall it's dim (well, it doesn't matter to the bloodsucking princess (me) eyes), and it's like a haunted mansion ghost is dancing. The capital of life (Miko and I) - just now the wings of the angel are hidden - was slightly inclined. "Isn't it to this extent? Although it is branded as a ball, it is essentially an open place for men and women to enjoy themselves." "Looks like it." In the dim darkness where the chandelier's light couldn't reach me, watching multiple men and women doing grand acts of obscenity (I'm not exactly going to tell you how far, but do that in a separate room) (because I've said it many times but it looks round to my eyes), I regretted that I came early. I wonder when the key third prince (dance partner) will come. Don't you realize it in a minute? I was going to be able to dress up plainly on my own, but there's a possibility that the information isn't noticeable, and I guess it was a little too plain. "... Damn, he said he trained for a dance all night long." "Do you want to dance? Princess." The capital of life, which tilts its neck so tightly. "It's not like that, but I can use it because of my poverty, so I don't feel like it's a loss not to use it" "Are you to the left? Nevertheless, you have been disrespectful enough to call the princess and make her wait." "No, it's not like I didn't specify a specific time... because the life capital, the other prince, came late, and all of a sudden, don't get into a fight." If I suddenly disrespect you, I won't be able to put together a whole story. With that said, the Capital of Life sighed outright. "Since it is not Lord Tenkai, there is no reason why this servant should take such short notice without the will of the princess. - And you think I've been with the princess for hundreds of years? No, hundreds of years... not three to four years at most? "Well, if it's the Princess's instructions, I'm not the one who remembers a moment's hesitation to succeed or defeat that disrespectful man in five inches..." No, let's hesitate! No. Looking the most decent thing about us doesn't change that you're fundamentally a militant, does it? "- By the way" The life capital is my face - or I looked at the mask and said. "Do you like it, what's that mask? We also hear that a very similar mask was in a ramen shop in Castle Town." "Hey, I don't know what...? "Come on? Well, it's a rumor without roots or leaves." "Oh, yeah." You found out. Shit. And when a girl dressed like Scarlet Snow (me), dressed in a blonde, thin pink dress with a tokotoko feel, came before me, she pinched Tiered's skirt with both hands with a tame method, unlike me, and did Cartesy (greeting me to go with one leg pulled back and the other knee bent). "Good evening, that's a lovely treat" "Good evening, you are the lovely courtesy. You look great." Return the greeting in the same way for now and add in a tone of approximation. Then she looked at my face (hidden in the mask and I don't know the faces, but the eyes are blue) and asked me intrigued. "By the way, I've been wondering about this for a while now, and I don't think such a horrible mask would suit a poor guy like you, but does that make any sense? "You're right," he snorted.... Ugh, you have a bad reputation, even though this was a gacha rare item. "You mean it makes sense... actually, I'm promising to meet people here today, but I told them to make it easier for them to know it was me" I'm a princess in the land of demons, and I guess it's easy to understand this kind of thing, and you chose it because of your belly buildup. But when I said that, the other girl had a heartfelt surprise face and held her mouth down adorably. "Well! Well... no, did that person say such an intangible thing to you?!" "Oh, no. This is my decision. They just told me where and when, and they didn't specify any particular outfits or landmarks, so this is all I do to make it easy for them to understand at my discretion. - I apologize if you feel uncomfortable because I'm a mountain country man." "That's not true. You're just a little suspicious, but they're also unfriendly. I can't believe you didn't unilaterally call and specify the key landmarks, etc." My mouth is about to loosen unexpectedly on the look of a girl as outraged as it is about me. "Right. So I thought it was time to leave." "Really..." he nodded. "Um, if that's the case, why don't you and I have a little chat in the separate room? Yes? I accidentally stared back into the other person's eyes and "Actually, although my brother brought me here, no one seemed to be around the same age, and I was a little bored. So, I accidentally spoke to you, but I just talked to you, and I was interested in you. Why don't we talk about it carefully? The girl is a soldering trick, but she complains with tear and sparkling eyes. ... Ugh, I don't like it. What natural type winds up at your pace without reading the air of these opponents. It's like this happened before because of your mind... "Well, if it's slightly..." When I realized it, I was snorting unexpectedly. Oh, what are you doing, me? "Happy! Um, excuse me, how old are you? I'll be 12 years old." "Uh, you're 13 years old." In the setup! "Oh, so you're one sister. - Um, may I call you your sister? A girl who asks me how excited I am. What is this creature, strangely cute? "Yeah, yeah. If you don't mind." There's no way you can turn it against me, is there? "Now, sister, we're renting a separate room over there, so come on. If you're offering, come with me." "- Are you sure? I answered the capital of my life, confirming it in a low voice, half abandoned myself. "That's okay. Because it's bad for a stupid prince who doesn't come. I just have to come back later and roll around." Ok, along with the nodding Life Capital, the girl literally pulled her hand and brought her upstairs in the opera house (opera house), in front of a deep room lined with private rooms. She knocked lightly at the door of that room, "My brother, it's Angelica. We've got a visitor." Yes, I called. "Ahhh. Come on in! with the voices and signs of young men encouraging them to enter the room, "" - Huh!? " Me and the Life Capital were 2-3 steps back from instinctive vigilance. Turning to us like that, she took off the mask she was wearing and was adorable - you're a beautiful girl with a fluffy atmosphere like sugar confetti - and when she exposed her face, she greeted her deeply again. "It's really distressing to see you in a deceptive way, sister. I greet you again. Fourth princess of the kingdom of Amitia, Angelica Iris Amitia. Prince Idiot, third prince Asil Claude Amitia's belly sister." Before she said that and laughed, I looked at her face, wondering what life and I were like.
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ใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๅ‰ๆ—ฅใฎใ“ใจใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅ้–“ใ€ใ™ใงใซ่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใซใฏๆตฎใ่ถณ็ซ‹ใฃใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€Xใƒ‡ใƒผใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ผในใ‚‹ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ€ใใฎ็ทŠๅผตใŒๆœ€้ซ˜ๆฝฎใซ้”ใ—ใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎ่€…ใŸใกโ€•โ€•็‰นใซ็”ทๆ€ง้™ฃโ€•โ€•ใฏ่ฝใก็€ใใŒใชใใ€้€†ใซๆฎบๆฐ—ใ ใฃใฆใ€็–‘ๅฟƒๆš—้ฌผใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ใ€็ท‹้›ชใจใ„ใ†ๅŒใ˜ๅคฉใ‚’ๆˆดใๅŒๅƒšใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใคใ„ใซๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ๅŒๅฃซใงใ•ใˆใ€ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ใชใ่‚‰ไฝ“่จ€่ชžใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใซ่‡ณใ‚Šใ€้™่ฆณใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ๅคฉ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใจ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงๆ˜ฏ้žใซโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใซๆฐ—ใŒ้€ฒใพใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€่‡จใ‚“ใ ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซๅฐ†่ปใŒๅ‹ขใžใ‚ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅ…จๅ“ก่ทชๆ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฐใ•ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใŒ้•ใ†ไธŠใซใ€ไธญใซใฏไธๅฎšๅฝขใงๅธธๆ™‚ๅคงใใ•ใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใฆใ‚‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒLv110~130ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใƒœใ‚นใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธŠ้™ใŒLv99(ใพใ‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏ0โ†’1โ†’2โ†’3ๆฌก่ปข็”Ÿใซไผดใ„ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฎไธŠๆ˜‡ๅน…ใ‚‚ไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€3ๆฌก่ปข็”ŸๅพŒใฏ็„กๅฐใฎๅฎŸ่ณชLv250ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซ็›ธๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏๅฏพใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆ็ต„็”จใชใฎใงใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ„)ใชใฎใงใ€ๅผทใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚ŠใฎๅŒ–็‰ฉใ€‚ ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใซใŠใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€่ˆฌ ใชใ‚‰=ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใงใ€ใ‚ฝใƒญใงใ‚‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใ‚ฝใƒญใงๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚นใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใƒžใƒผใ‚ธใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆLv20~30ไธ‹ใชใฎใŒใ‚ปใ‚ชใƒชใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปฅๅค–ใซใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไปฐใ„ใ )ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไปฎใซใƒœใ‚ฏใซใ‚ฝใƒญใงๆˆฆใˆใจใ„ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€็•ชๆ ผไธ‹ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใงใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณไฝฟใ„ๆ”พ้กŒใชใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ? ใ„ใ‚„...ใฉใ†ใ‹ใช? ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†! ใƒปใƒปใƒปใงใ‚‚้€”ไธญใงไป–ใฎ้›‘้ญšใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒ1ๅŒนใงใ‚‚ ใชใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใปใจใ‚“ใ ใŒ16ร—16ใƒžใ‚นใฎๅณๆญปใƒปๅ…จไฝ“ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจใ‹ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€็ด™่ฃ…็”ฒใงใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆ&ใ‚ขใ‚ฆใ‚งใ‚คใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใƒใƒžใƒใƒžๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใจใฏ้žๅธธใซ็›ธๆ€งใฎๆ‚ชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ๅปƒไบบใฎไธญใซใฏใ‚ฝใƒญใงๅ…จใƒœใ‚นๆ’ƒ็ ดใ—ใฆใ€้‹ๅ–ถใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž ......ใชใฎใง่‹ฆๆ‰‹ๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๅผทใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ~ใ€‚ ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅ‘ณๆ–นใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ณใƒ”ใƒณๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงไธ€ๆ’ƒๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ไธ€็™บใงๆญปใฌใ—ใ€‚ ใ ใ„ใŸใ„่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใƒœใ‚นใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใงใ‹ใใฆใŠใฉใ‚ใŠใฉใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ•ใ€‚ ใชใซใ—ใ‚ไธ€็•ชๅฐใ•ใ„ๅฅดใงใ‚‚ๅ…จ้ซ˜(ๅ…จ้•ทใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆ!)10mใ€‚ไธ€็•ชๅคงใใ„ใฎใฏ50m(ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅฐๅž‹ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ)ใจใ„ใ†ๅทจๅคงใ•ใงใ€็™พ้ฌผๅคœ่กŒใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใฉใƒผใฟใฆใ‚‚ไบบ้กžๆฎฒๆป…ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸ้‚ช็ฅž่ปๅ›ฃใงใ™ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฎ้ ญใจ่งฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒใค็ˆฌ่™ซ้กžใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒ‡ใƒขใ‚ดใƒซใ‚ดใƒณใจใ‹ใ€่งฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใŸ้œงใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒ‹ใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒซใจใ‹ใ€ไบบ้ข่›‡่บซใซๆœฑ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ…ฑๅทฅใจใ‹ใ€ไธ–็•Œๅ„ๅœฐใฎ็ฅž่ฉฑใซใงใฆใใ‚‹้‚ช็ฅžใƒป้ญ”็ฅžใ‚’้กŒๆใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅฎŸไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ„ใพใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใ‚ทใƒฃใƒฌใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŒใ”ใ‚Šใ”ใ‚Šไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹ใญใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็ฒพ็ฅž? ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซๅฃŠใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆ•ฐๆฎต้ซ˜ใใชใฃใŸๅฃ‡ไธŠใฎๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ด ๆ—ฉใ้žๅธธๅฃใฎใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŒไธ€ไบบไธ€ๆžšใšใคใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ๆ‰‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใจใใฏใ€Žใ“ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใใใ‚‹่€…ใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’ๆจใฆใ‚ˆใ€ใฃใฆใƒ•ใƒฌใƒผใ‚บใŒ้ ญใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆโ€•โ€•ใŸใถใ‚“ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹้š›ใซใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่…•ๅŠ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใญใ€‚ ใจใชใ‚‹ใจๅปŠไธ‹ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆๅทฆๅดใฎๆ‰‰ใ‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็•Œใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง3็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ€‚ ไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้€ƒใ’่ถณใชใ‚‰2็ง’ใจใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใšใ„ใ“ใจใซไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ5cmใฎใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅฑฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไธๅฎ‰ๅฎšใช่ถณๅ ดใงใฏๅ…จๅŠ›็–พ่ตฐใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ€‚้ดใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใงใฏใ ใ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงใฎใƒญใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใŒใ€็”Ÿๆญปใ‚’ๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ใƒใ‚คใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใงใฎๅ…จๅŠ›็–พ่ตฐใฎ่จ“็ทดใ—ใจใ‘ใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใจใ‹ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ—ใฆใƒดใ‚งใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ็™ฝ้ซชใง้ป’ใ„่‚Œใ‚’ใ—ไบบ้–“ใฎ้’ๅนดใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ฆใƒ ใƒซใƒปใ‚ขใƒˆ=ใ‚ฟใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒซ(ใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒซใƒ•็ฅž่ฉฑใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใƒจใ‚ฐ=ใ‚ฝใƒˆใƒผใ‚นใฎๅˆ†่บซ)ใฎใ€Ž ใ€ŒๅคฉไธŠไบบใŸใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชๆง˜ใฎใ”ๅฐŠ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ‹ใ—ๅฅ‰ใ‚Šใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปไธ€ๅŒใ€ใ“ใฎไธŠใชใๆ „่ช‰ใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆญใ—ใๆŒจๆ‹ถใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆจชใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸโ€•โ€•ไธฆใณใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ ใ€Œ้ขใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใธใฎ็›ดๅฅใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใฏใฆใƒปใƒปใƒป? ๆ™ฎ้€šใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅฝน็›ฎใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใœใ‹ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆœฌไบบใ€ใˆใ‚‰ใไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใช้ก”ใง็ชใฃ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅคฑ็คผใชใŒใ‚‰ๅงซใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ไป•ๅ„€ใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใ‚’ไปฃ่กจใ—ใฆใŠ่žใใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใใฎ็›ฎใŒใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใƒœใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆๅณๆ‰‹ๅดใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซใ€ๆญคๅบฆใฎ่กŒไบ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็‰นๅฎšใฎ่€…ใฎใฟๆฉๅฏตใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ™‚ใฏใพใ“ใจใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใƒผใฃ!! ใ“ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่กŒไบ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰่จชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใฎๅŒ่กŒ่€…ใฎไปถใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎๅฟ ๅ‘Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆๆœฌไบบไปฅไธ‹ใ€ๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใซใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไป–ใฎๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใชใ„ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ้ ญ่ถŠใ—ใซใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๅ‰ๅ›žใฎใŠไพ›ใ‚‚ๅคฉๆถฏไธ€ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ๆ˜Ÿ็ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ—ใƒปใƒปใƒปใงใ‚‚ใพใ‚ไปŠใซใชใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ไธ€้šŽใšใคๆ”ป็•ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใจใ„ใ†็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฎๆˆ‘ใŒใพใพใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ๅˆป่€€ใŒไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใƒœใ‚น(ใกใชใฟใซ5ใค้ฆ–ใฎใƒ’ใƒ‰ใƒฉใ ใฃใŸ)ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใพใง10้šŽๅฑคใ‚’ใถใกๆŠœใ„ใŸ็ตๆžœโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใŠใใฎใ‚‚ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ไฟฎ็†ใƒปๆ”น่‰ฏใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆดพ้ฃใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€็พๅœจใฏๅŸŽๅ†…ใซใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้จ’ใŽใŒใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใ—ใŸใ‚ใ†ใซใญใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏไบบๆ•ฐๅˆถ้™ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไธŠใซใ€Žไบบ้–“ๅž‹ๅฅณๆ€งใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใใใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆญฃ็›ดๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใฃใฆๆšดใ‚Œใ ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏๆญปใฌใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใชใใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใƒœใ‚ฏใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŒไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ ใ‚‰ใฌ้‚ชๆŽจใซ้ŽใŽใฌ! ่ซธๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‡ธๅฟตใฏใพใฃใŸใใฎ็š„ๅค–ใ‚Œใ !ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅคฉๆถฏใซใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฎๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆ•ตๆ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆณจใŒใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใƒƒ?!ใ€ ใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚......ใฃ!! ้‚ช็ฅž่ปๅ›ฃใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ€ใใฎไฝ™ๆณขใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไน…ใ€…ใซใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๆ„่ญ˜ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅคฉๆถฏใจๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใจใŒๅ–งใ€…่ซคใ€…ใจ่จ€ใ„ไบ‰ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅงซๆง˜ใซ้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ‚ใซ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸ็”Ÿใ่ก€ใ ใจ!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ™ฎๆฎตใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ท ใพใ‚Šใฎใชใ„้ก”ใฏใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!?ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใ‘้œŠๅŠ›ใฎๅผทใ„ๅทซๅฅณใฎ่ก€ใ ใžใ€ๅงซใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใ‘! ่ฒดๆง˜ใ ใ‘ๅงซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ”ๅฏตๆ„›ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑ?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ้ญ”ๆšฆ2ๆœˆ14ๆ—ฅใ€ใƒใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒณใƒ‡ใƒผใงใ™ใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏๆฎฟใŒๆœใ€ๆ‰‹ใซ็ฎฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒงใ‚ณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ๅŸŽใฎ็”ทใŸใกใŒ่‰ฒใ‚ใ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚“ใซ็”ท่ก†ใจใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใงใใ ใ‚‰ใฌ้จ’ใŽใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒๆžœใฆใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใŒ้จ’ใŽใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใฏใ„? ใƒใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒณใƒ‡ใƒผ? ใชใซใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใงใ“ใฎ้จ’ใŽใชใ‚ใ‘?! ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‰ๅ…จๅ“ก้‚ช็ฅžใƒป้ญ”็ฅžใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„? ใใ‚“ใชใฎใŒๅๅญ—ๆ•™้–ขไฟ‚ใฎ่กŒไบ‹ใฎใ‚ทใƒญใƒขใƒŽใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใฎใซ่ก€็œผใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?! ใชใ‚“ใ‹้–“้•ใฃใฆใชใ„?? ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ไฝ™ๆ‰€ใซใ€่ญฐ่ซ–ใฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใƒ’ใƒผใƒˆใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€็ตๅฑ€ใใฎๅพŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŸใกใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆใ€ๅคง้‡ใฎใƒใƒงใ‚ณใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆ้…ใ‚Šใพใใฃใฆใฉใƒผใซใ‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ“ใ‚Œๆฅๆœˆใฎใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใƒ‡ใƒผใฎใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใฎไธญ่บซใŒๅ‡„ใๆ€–ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚
Tabernacle Demon General Mass This was the day before the Lord and Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), whom they all inhabitants of Imperial Crimson beloved, went to the Wang Capital with their life capital (Miko and Miko) in their offering. Over the past few days, the void Red Jade Castle had already flowed with raised air, but today, which can also be called X-Day, the tension culminated, and since morning those beneath him - especially the men - had been restless and vice versa, pointing the eyes of the suspicious demon towards their colleagues wearing the same heaven as Scarlet Snow. Finally, even the demon generals of the round table began discussing each other in the physical language without meaning, and decided that the life capital of the Four Wesen Ten Kings and Akaho (Uzuho), who had decided to be static, could not just be seen, and they were to seek a Scarlet Snow verdict that would be the great Lord and the only person capable of following the convergence of this heinous event. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ I must because I want to talk to you - so I didn't feel furiously about it, but during the sight I came, the thirteenth demon general was already in full swing. Of course, they're all kneeling, but instead of being smaller, some of them are amorphous and constantly changing in size, on top of the different scales they originally were, so even if I normally look at them, my proximity (Perth) goes completely crazy and cranky. By the way, General Thirteen Demons are all dungeon bosses in classes Lv to , and since the level cap of the opposing player is Lv 99 (well actually 0 1 2 3 reincarnation also raises the width of the status, after the third reincarnation it equals about the unmarked real Lv 250, but originally the boss in this class was for the pair against Kanst, so it doesn't make much sense), it's not strong. Literal indiscriminate. By and large, if you are a general MOB (enemy monster) = player level, you can defeat a solo normally, but a boss who can defeat a basic solo can take a safety margin and LV20-30 below is Theory. So these guys assume the players will bump in a group, not a solo (so naturally I asked for the help of someone I know besides my buddy (Gilmen) to capture them), so assuming I tell them to fight solo, if they're the most downright opponent, if they're fully equipped and can use potion all they want, they can beat them in a few hours? No... what do you think? Well, let's just try to take it!... but if one of the other miscellaneous fish monsters attacked (linked) along the way, I'd be dead for sure!! It's a real pain in the ass (risky), and I mostly use 16x16 squares of instant death/total attack or something, so I hit and shred chimatima repeatedly with paper armor, and it can be a very incompatible opponent with the way I fight. - Well, some of the abolitionists destroyed all the bosses with solos and got the title 'Solo Battle Gong' from the operation. What a pervert! By way of example, he was one of us!! ... so you're not very comfortable with it ~. No matter how many allies you say you're on, if you get a blow in with a decopine feel, you'll die in one shot. He generally deserves to look like a dungeon boss, he's stupid and he's hilarious. Anyway, even the smallest guy is totally tall (not the whole length!) 10m. The biggest is the enormity of 50m (which is just not going into the room, so this time it's miniaturized), which is the Legion of Evil that appeared in the annihilation of mankind, no matter what the hundred nights went by. Thank you so much. Or did the operation also get stuck in the story around here, because it's based on demogorgons that look like reptiles with double-headed baboons (hihi) heads and tentacles, punyphthal, a fog with tentacles, and co-workers with juicy hair on the human serpent body, and so on the evil and demonic gods that come to myths around the world, so it doesn't really get stylish now that it's materialized. You know, Kutruf, the mythical evil god, the SAN value (sanity) is supposed to drop a lot just by looking at it, is that okay, my spirit? I wonder if it's broken before I know it. That's why I quickly checked the emergency exit so that I could escape at any time, sitting in a chair on the stage where I went into the room and got a few steps taller for now. Just because the back of the chair is a stupid big kannon opening door, and I use it when I go in and out, but every single one of Heavenly Life (tennis) and Incense Glow (like this) used my hands to open it - and when I saw the door, the phrase 'Give up all hope for anyone who goes through this door' came to my mind - maybe when you run away from it, you can't catch up with my arms. Then I saw it from the door on the left side with the hallway. 3 places just in sight. Up to the nearest point, it won't take me two seconds to escape, but to bad, I'm wearing a 5cm heel today. Full force disease is impossible in this precarious scaffold. I wonder if Rothschild's time to take off his shoes and fall apart might divide life and death. If this is the case, you should have trained yourself to walk at high heels. I was just thinking something like that, "Spotted Dove (but not)" by Umr At-Tawill (the Yog-Sothoth personality that appears in Kutulf mythology), who, on behalf of General Thirteen Demons, appeared as a gray-haired, dark-skinned and human youth who put Vale together, came a step forward. "We worship the face of the heavenly Scarlet Snow Master, and we, the General of the Thirteenth Demon, are honored without distinction." When I greeted him with respect, he stood beside me - like, Heavenly Heaven, Life Capital, Me, Akeho, Hatoyao - Life Capital opened its mouth. "Raise your face, I authorize a direct call to the princess" Ha...? Normally, I thought this was a lifelong role, but somehow today you stick out in person, perhaps with a grumpy face. "Now, with all due respect, I have a manners that I would like to check with the princess, and I ask you on behalf of General Thirteen Demons" His eyes glimpsed from me, and he saw the right-hand side, the one lined with Heaven and Life Capital. "Princess, are there any rumors that only certain people have been gracious to this event? Ahhh!! When it comes to the events they say at this time, it's about the companions to the Wang Capital who are visiting tomorrow, right? On the advice of the Commander of the Collard Guild, I decided to take the Life Capital with me. I have informed the Four Weapon Heavenly King, but it may well be that I don't feel like I should come from other round-table members. That's what they decide to do over their own heads. Mostly the last time I offered was alone in heaven, and a lot of times the Seven Hazards Star Beast complained about it... but well now, that might have been a good idea. After that, combined with the distractions of the Seven Hazards Star Beast and a field survey, the ancient ruins (dungeons) that we had in the vicinity of the city of Ara, which we destroyed and abandoned last time - following the empty hoe selfishness that attacking one floor at a time was a troublesome smell, and as a result of Sculpture Yao smashing through 10 levels to the room of the Dungeon Boss (which was five necked hydra, by the way) with one blow - were just as bad as leaving them alone, so we sent them for repairs and improvements, so they're not currently in the castle. Even more noise would have escalated if I had been there. Still, I wonder what's going on, this time there's a curse called 'Human-type Women' on top of the number limit, so honestly, there's no turn for General Thirteen Demons. But to be honest, if you get violent, I'm gonna die. ......... On behalf of me, I wondered what I'd done, and Heaven came out a step back. "It's just a crappy evil push! Your concerns are completely off target! On such a lifetime, for some reason, the gaze of Gen. Thirteen's genuine hostility was poured out simultaneously. "- - Huh?!" Ko, Ko...... Huh!! I hear my consciousness has been flying for a while now, caught up in the aftermath of the sinister army's genuinely murderous gaze. When I realized it, Heavenly Heaven and the General of the Thirteenth Demon were arguing in a hustle and bustle. "So he said that was the living blood prepared for the princess to drink! "You wouldn't normally have that kind of tight face!?" "Especially the blood of a spiritual witch, trying to please the princess..." "Lie to me! You are the only one who has received your love from the princess?!" "That's why I'm telling you I didn't get it! โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... what are you talking about? Life Capital sighed as much as I could to my question. "Today is Valentine's Day, Feb. 14 of the Devil's Calendar. Seeing Lord Heavenly walked in the morning with a box in his hand, he thought the princess might have given him chocolate, starting with General Thirteen Demons, and the men of the castle were standing in colour..." "When you're really a man, after you make a crappy noise about something like that," In the tone that he was exhausted, the air ho diverted his attention from the noise. ... Yes? Valentine's Day? Is that what this is all about?! Or, aren't you all evil gods and demons? That's what gives me the bloody eye to get the shiloh thing about the events of the crucifixion?! Something wrong?? With the room for me holding my head, the argument was finally about to heat up and go. So in the end, with the help of the Life Capitals, I made a ton of chocolate and handed it out. ... I'm so scared of what this is all about next month's White Day payback.
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ๅฝฑใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๆฒˆใ‚ใฆใใฃใจไธญใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ†ใจใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใŒ่‹ฆๅฟƒใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่„ฑใŒใ›ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ใ€ใฝใ„ใจ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธ‹ใซๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏๅฐๆŒฏใ‚ŠใฎๅŒไธ˜ใจ็ง˜ๆ‰€ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹2ๆžšใฎๅธƒใฎใฟใ€‚ ๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใชใ„็ท‹้›ชใซใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€้›ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็™ฝใ„่‚Œใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฏใ€ใพใฃใŸใใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใฃใŸใ้›ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใŸ่…นๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚„ใ€็”Ÿใฃ็™ฝใ„ๅฐปใŒไธธ่ฆ‹ใˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅคง่ƒ†ใช่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใชใ€‚ ใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸ็”ทใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซๆ”ฏๅบฆใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ‰‹้ ƒใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงไธ€ใค้ ทใใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚กใ€ใƒใ‚กใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‰‹่งฆใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ๅคฉๅฅณใฎ็พฝ่กฃใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€ ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใŒ้ผปๆฏใ‚‚่’ใใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ้˜ฒๆณขๅ คใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏ......ใ€ ไธŠไธ‹ใฎไธ‹็€ใฎ็ดใซๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๅฟใณๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ก›ๅ…ตใŒใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟใ“ใ‚“ใงใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎๅฐปใฎไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใธใจ็‹™ใ„ๅฎšใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ„ใใพใ™ใ‚“ใงใƒผใ€‚ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ€ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆฅฝใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใƒผใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œ3ใ€2ใ€1ใ€ใปใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ็”ทใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใฏใ€ใใฎๆœฌๆฅใฎๆŒใกไธปใ‚’้ž˜ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆ นๅ…ƒใพใงๆทฑใ€…ใจๅŽใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œๆญปใญ! ๆญปใญ! ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใ‚บใŒ! ใ‚ฒใ‚นใŒ! ใฉใ“ใŒ่–่ท่€…! ใชใซใŒ่ช ๆ„ใ ! ใ ใพใ—่จŽใกใงใƒฌใ‚คใƒ—ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ!! ๆญปใญ! ๆญปใญ! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆญปใญ!!!ใ€ ๆฟ€้ซ˜ใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€ไธ‹็€ๅงฟใฎใพใพๅฎน่ตฆใชใใ€ๅฐปใซ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸใพใพใ€็™ฝ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆณกใ‚’ๅนใใ€ไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠใณใŸใ ใ—ใ„ๅ‡บ่ก€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚’ใ€่ถณใง่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ดใ‚นใƒƒ!ใ‚ดใ‚นใƒƒ!ใจ้ˆใ„้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚ŠๆžœใฆใŸ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆตใ‚Œๅ‡บใŸ้ผป่ก€ใŒใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใšๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใฎ่ก€ๆบœใพใ‚Šใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฎๅ‡„ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใงHPใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎๅงฟใซใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒๅผ•ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†‘ใ‚’ใจใฃใŸ่ก›ๅ…ตๅงฟใฎ้ป’้ซชใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ......ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆด’่ฝๆŠœใใงๆญปใฌใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚......ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Šไนฑใ—ใŸ้ป’้ซชใฎ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŽใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅ‡ถๆšดใช็›ฎใคใใงใ€็”ทใ‚’ใฒใจ็จใฟใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€ใŠๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆฎบใ™ใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจๅ•้กŒใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆ! ใ”ใกใ‚ƒใ”ใกใ‚ƒ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ”ใจๆถˆใ—้ฃ›ใฐใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†!!ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใง้Žๆฟ€ใซๆฟ€ๆ€’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ็”ทใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็ท‹้›ชใ‚’็ฟปๆ„ใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ๅคงๆ…Œใฆใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้‡ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใใพใงใ“ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟๆ•™็š‡ใฎไธ€ๅญ˜ใงใ€ไป–ใฏๅ…จ็„ถ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ‹ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€็™พไธ‡ๆญฉ่ญฒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใ‚นใฏใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใง้ ญใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง็‰‡่ถณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ€‚ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๆ™ดใ‚Œใ‚“ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏๆˆฆไบ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ“ใฎๅŠๆฎบใ—็Šถๆ…‹ใง่จฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹? ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ ๆ‹ใฟๅ€’ใ—ใพใใ‚‹็”ทใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ–็•Œใฎ็ซฏใซ็ดใ‚ใ€ใตใƒผใฃใ€ใตใƒผใฃใ€ใจ่’ใ€…ใ—ใ่‚ฉใงๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸ่ถณใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚บใƒณใƒƒ!ใจไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใใฎ่ถณใŒใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’่ธใฟๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€็ตจๆฏฏใ‚’ๆ•ทใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ๅบŠใพใง่ฒซ้€šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ดฐใ„่ถณใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒช็›ดๆ’ƒใ‚’้€ธใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใซใชใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚ฒใ‚นใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใใชใ„! ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅพŒใจ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ใ™ใ‚“ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆญปใซๆŽ›ใ‘ใฎๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใธใจใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹็”ทใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšHPใฏๆˆปใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฐปใฎ่Šฑๅผใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใพใพใฎ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใฏใใฎใพใพใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹้š›ใ‚ˆใไธกๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’็ธ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซ็ท‹้›ชใฏๅบŠใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ฝใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใซ่งฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’ๅซŒใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๆ‹พใฃใฆ็€่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅก”ใฎๅ†…้ƒจใงใฏใ€ ๅก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ‚‰ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใฆใ€ใŠ้ขจๅ‘‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅ็€ใฆใ„ใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…ใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆจใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆฑบๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซ้ป’ใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ—ใ‚นใ‚’็ฉฟใ„ใฆใ€ใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณใจๅ…ทๅˆใ‚’่ชฟ็ฏ€ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซ็”ทใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทโ€•โ€•่ก›ๅ…ตใซๅค‰่ฃ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใงใšใฃใ“ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใงใฃใ‹!?ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใจใ€่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฏใ€Žใชใ‚“ใง็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ๅฏๅฎคใ‹ใ‚‰็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸ้šฃ้ƒจๅฑ‹โ€•โ€•ๅฅ‡ใ—ใใ‚‚ไปฅๅ‰ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใฎ่พบใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใฎๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒๆ‰‹ใšใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‚™ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใฎ่Œถ่‘‰ใงๆทนใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠ่Œถใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใใ†ใซ้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใ€ ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ€ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆ†ใฎใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‘ฝใ€ใ‚จใƒฉใๆ‰ฑใ„ใŒ่ปฝใ„ใ‚“ใจ้•ใ„ใพใ™? ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ่‹ฅๅนฒใ€ๆจใฟใŒใพใ—ใ่จ€ใ†ใ‚‚ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็‰นใซๅ‹•ใ˜ใŸ้ขจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚ตใƒผใซๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใงใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆญปใซใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใƒ•ใƒชใ—ใŸใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฃใกใ‚Šๆญปใ‚“ใงใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅซŒใใ†ใช้ก”ใง่จ‚ๆญฃใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ ใŒใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ไธ€ๆฏใใ†ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใพใฃใŸใ็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใฎๆนงใ‹ใชใ„็ท‹้›ชใชใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ€ใ„ใพใฏๅ‰ใฎๅ‹คใ‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’่พžใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฎŸ่ณชใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ˜ใซๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒใงใ™ใ‚ๅ›ฝๅ”่ญฐใจใ‹ใ„ใ„ใƒใ‚ฟใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใŠ้™ฐใงใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใŠๅŠฉใ‘ใงใใŸใ‚“ใงๅพกใฎๅญ—ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ’ใซๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ ใŒใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใชใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฝผใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŽจใ—้‡ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€้ป’ๅน•ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่พžใ‚ใฆใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใจใ‹ใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€‚ใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚Šใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎ? ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่€…ใซใฏๆญปใ€ใจใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใƒผใ€‚ใ€Žๆญปใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€Žๅญ˜ๅœจใ€ใ‚’ๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ ใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใชใใ€‚ใƒใ‚คใƒˆไปฃใง่ชฒ้‡‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใƒใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๅฝ“็„ถใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใง็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฅ้ ƒใฎ่กŒใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ๆ‚ชใณใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใฌใ‘ใฌใ‘ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ฉบใซใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใ€ใ€ŒใŠ่Œถใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆฏใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ใจๅŽšใ‹ใพใ—ใๅ‚ฌไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็„ก่จ€ใง2ๆฏ็›ฎใฎใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๆทนใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใคใใ‚’ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใโ€•โ€•ๅ‚็›ฎใซใฏ่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒโ€•โ€•่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏ็ถšใใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ไธ€ใฎ่ณญใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซไธ‡็—…ใซๅŠนใๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸ่–ฌใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจไฝ“่ณชใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏๅœŸๅทฆ่ก›้–€ใฟใŸใ„ใซๆตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใพใ—ใฆใ€็„ฆใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆญปๅœฐใ‚’่„ฑใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ™ใ‚“ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ็คผใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’็พŽๅ‘ณใใ†ใซๅ•œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚......ใพใ‚ใ€ๆžœใฆใ—ใชใๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปฎใซใ€ไธ‡ไธ€ใใฎ่ฉฑใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅ‰ใฎๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจๅ…ƒๅŒๅƒš...3~4ไบบใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่บซใ‚’้š ใ™ใ“ใจใซใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใจใ€ๅฎŸใฏ่–ฌใฎๅ‰ฏไฝœ็”จใงใ€็พๅœจใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจใพใพใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฃใกใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใพใฃใŸใๅ›ฐ็ชฎใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใฎใชใ„ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ‚’ใ€่ƒกไนฑใช็›ฎใคใใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใชใซใ’ใซๆ•ตใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ˜Ž่จ€ใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใŸใฉใฃใกใคใ‹ใšใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใพใ™ใพใ™็–‘ใ„ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅผทใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไป–ใซใ‚‚้š ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Š้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้š ใ—ใฆใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชไบ‹ๆƒ…ใชใฎใงใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใซ็›ดๆŽฅ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใง......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ่žใใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใพใ ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใจๆˆฆใ†ไบˆๅฎšใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ—ใฐใ—็…ฉๆ‚ถใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฏใ‚‚ใ†้‡‘่ผช้š›ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใง่„…ๅจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใใชใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๅฉใ„ใฆใŠใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠๆธกใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๆ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ทใƒญใƒขใƒŽใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ€Œใฃใฃใฃ!!!ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆ็žฌๆ™‚ใซๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใพใงไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใŸ้ขจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใใฎๆŽŒใซๅŽใพใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๅๅญ—ๆžถใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ–นใธใจๆŠผใ—ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๅฐๅฐใฎๅๅญ—ๆžถใ€ใ€‚ใ‚ใฃใกใง่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ฆฌ้นฟใƒœใƒณใŒไฝฟใฃใŸ็ฒ—ๆ‚ชๅ“ใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฐๅฐใ—ใŸใฎใซไฝฟใฃใŸๆญฃ็œŸๆญฃ้Š˜ใฎๆœฌ็‰ฉใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฝน็ซ‹ใคใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅๅญ—ๆžถใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใพใพใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใช่ชฟๅญใงๅ†ๅบฆใ€ใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅ•œใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใฃใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€‚ไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใจๅŠนๆžœใฏใ•ใฃใ่บซใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅญฆ็ฟ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ™ใงใซใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒžใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฉฑใ‚’่’ธใ—่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใฃใฆไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็งใพใงๅๅ‹•ใงๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไป•ๆง˜ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญ?ใ€ ใธใฃใดใ‚Š่…ฐใงใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใพใงๆˆปใ‚Šใ€็›ดๆŽฅ่งฆใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใฎ่„‡ใฎใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใงใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใพใงๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใใฆ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚? ๅฟƒ้…ใชใ‚‰ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็œทๅฑžใซใงใ‚‚้ ผใ‚“ใงใ€ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ้‡Ž่‰ฏๅธ่ก€้ฌผๅฐๅฐใ—ใฆ่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใฉใ†ใงใ™ใ‹? 1ๅ›žไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใƒ‘ใƒใƒขใƒณใงใฏใชใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๆŠ“ใ‚“ใงๅฎ‰ๅ…จใชใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€่…ฐใฎๅŽ็ดใƒใ‚ทใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆใซใ—ใพใ†็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎๆŒใฃใฆใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆ......่ฉฑใ™ใจ้•ทใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๆ™‚้–“ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใชใใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆๅฃใซๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸๆ™‚่จˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŸใกใŒๆฅใ‚‹ๆ™‚ๅˆปใซใชใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ 2ๆฏ็›ฎใฎใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ฉบใซใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจ่„‡ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅ†‘ใ‚’ๅ†ใณ่ขซใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆŒใกๅ ดใซๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚“ใงใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ“ใฎใพใพไธ€ไป‹ใฎ่ก›ๅ…ตใฃใฆใ“ใจใง่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใงใ™ใช~ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅ›ใฏๆญปไบบใงๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใญใ€‚็งใฎ่ƒธใซใ—ใพใฃใฆใŠใใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง่ฒธใ—ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฏใชใ—ใฎใƒใƒฃใƒฉใซใ—ใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ‚“ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ไธ€็คผใ—ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅค–ใธๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ ใŒใ€ๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใใใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใซใตใจๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ€Žๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ€ใงใชใใฆใ€้ญ‚ใฎใชใ„ใใฎใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚ณใƒ”ใƒผใ ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ๆ€ใ„ใพใ™?ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ€่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ“ใ“ใงๅ‡บไผšใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅ›ใฏๅ›ใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€้ญ‚ใจใ‹ๆœ‰็„กใจใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅˆฅๆฎตๆ”ฏ้šœใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ€ ใ€Œ......่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅคงๆฆ‚ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚่ปฝใ„ใงใ™ใชใใ€ ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎๅฝขใซๆญชใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใใใฃใฆๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใปใฉใชใๅก”ใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚ŠๅฃใŒ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใฎ่ถณ้ŸณใŒๆ…Œใ—ใ่žบๆ—‹้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ๆ—ฉ่ถณใงๆ˜‡ใฃใฆใใ‚‹้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€่ฅฒใฃใฆใใŸใฎใง่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใชใใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅคงๅค‰ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ†ทใ‚ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ—ใŸใ€‚
Argentina, the capital of the Grawior Empire. The top floor of the Tower of Sinners "Peckertle Turris" outside its royal palace. In front of the door of the special quarantine facility for you, the middle-backed man, who was benevolent and watching the surroundings, listened over the door to the sound of something light falling on the floor, sighing under the door, after the footsteps of 'Dosdos' and how rough his nose was, stepping on the floor. I can predict what will happen next. Hopefully, I didn't, but apparently things are heading in the worst direction. "... there is only one way. Is this going to happen?" He unraveled the dagger in his hand - the overdecorated archpope's sword he had just deposited - into the sword belt and quietly opened the door behind him. This Tower of Sinners, Peckertle Turris, is inherently a prison, so naturally, it can't be locked from the inside out. The only way to do this is to lock it from the outside, but today it is used as a place for confidential talks, not for its original use, and if anything happens, it is left unlocked so that it can enter the room immediately. The man who entered the room so as not to make a sound, heard a slight rubbing noise, heard from the back bedroom, secretly gave a relief expression. - Apparently, it hasn't come to that yet. Sneak more footsteps - wearing heavy armor, but not making any noise at all, it was more like a namesake or assassin than a knight - and move on to the bedroom. Mindful of the shadows, sinking his body and watching softly inside, he had just thrown the scarlet snow dress that Archpope Werner had painfully taken off under his bed, seemingly unconstitutional. Only two pieces of cloth will remain to protect the small twin hills and the secret office. The Archpope, who is comfortable with unconscious scarlet snow and enjoys the feeling of white skin like snow, has paid no attention to this one at all. I have not worked out at all, I have a rounded view of alarmed bellies and raw white asses. - Hmm. You can act a little bold with this. The man who so decided, checking his identity, nodded one in the sense of 'Oh, is this affordable' and pulled out the dagger he kept from the Archpope. "Ha, ha, what a touch. The heavenly maiden's feather is not as good as this." The archpope has a rough nose and is trying to reach the last jetty. "Well, then..." I hung my finger on the string of my underwear, and the guard, who was sneaking behind it without a sound, crouched down and laid down the cutting-edge of the dagger in his hand to the center of the archpope's ass. "Yes, then. Exhale and take it easy." "Hmm?" "Three, two, one, ho! The archpope's dagger in the man's hand, with its original bearer as a sheath, tucked deep into the roots. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Die! Die! You scumbag! Where's the priest? What sincerity! I can't believe you tried to rape me for deception!! Die! Die! Die now!!!" A fiercely high scarlet snow was kicking Archpope Werner with his legs as he relentlessly remained in his underwear and grew a dagger in his ass, peeling his white eyes and blowing bubbles out of his mouth, bleeding badly from his lower body. Gosh! Gosh! And there is a dull sound, and the nosebleeds flowing out of his changed face create an unbeatable accumulation of blood. A dark-haired man in a guard who took a gigantic impetus, pulling so much on the look of the Archpope, whose HP is decreasing, calls out in horror. "Oh, um... lady, if you do any more, you're gonna die out of the sprinkles, and it's time..." Scarlet snow stares at a man with a ragged and ferocious eye from between his shaky dark hair. "I'm going to kill you, naturally! "No, you know, I know exactly how you feel, but killing just is a lot of problems..." "There's nothing wrong with that! If you're going to say a mess, you should just erase every holy kingdom!!" The man was also unexpected to be so radically furious that he managed to overlap words in great haste in an attempt to translate Scarlet Snow. "No, no, this is only one of these idiot popes, and I have no idea what else, so I was just wondering if that was too much..." "So if you give up a million steps, this gess won't complain about killing you on this occasion, will he? I'm seriously going to smash my head and shake one leg up. "Ma, ma. I know it's sunny, but if you kill me here, it's gonna be a war in the end, so why don't you manage to forgive me in this half-kill state? Think I'll stand my own face." Scarlet Snow waved down as much of her legs as she could as she laid down the figure of a man worshipping her down on the edge of her sight, breathing roughly on her shoulders. Zung! and with a blow, that foot stepped through the bed and penetrated to the floor where the carpet was laid. Scarlet Snow, pulling out her thin legs, finally took her gaze off the bumpy face of Archpope Werner, who missed a critical direct hit. "I don't even want to see a face like this! I'm gonna miss following your word because I owe you help this time, but I'm not going to get involved again in the future! "Uh, excuse me" A man who, bowing his head, appropriately shakes the heel potion removed from his nostrils to the near-dying archpope. In the meantime HP is back, but leave the dagger with the butt petals scattered and stabbed, handily tying both hands and feet. In the meantime Scarlet Snow was dressed and socked rolling on the floor, picking up the costume touched by the Archpope with an unpleasant face and putting it on. Inside the tower, the storage space (inventory) cannot be used, which is why a change of clothes cannot be prepared. When I left the tower, I just got dressed, took a bath, and the costume I was wearing today was Scarlet Snow, determined to just throw it away. Speaking of which, Lastly, Scarlet Snow asks the man in the wind that he was concerned, wearing a black pump and adjusting his tongue and condition. "Why are you here, Mr. Shadowloon? The man asked - Shadow Lang, who was disguised as a guard, stumbled on the bed. "- Are you kidding me!? โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "And I mean, it's usually like, 'Why are you alive?' Isn't that right? Shadowloon twisted his neck as he thankfully drank the tea that Scarlet Snow had brewed me with prepared tea leaves from his hands, sitting back in the chair in the next room that he moved from his bedroom - oddly around where he had been killed before. ......... Oh. Speaking of which, you're dead. " I forgot, Scarlet Snow keeps drinking my share of tea. "Something about my life, it's not like I'm being treated lightly by Ella? The ladies killed you, to be exact? Slightly resentfully speaking, Scarlet Snow returned the cup to the saucer without any particular moving wind. "But you weren't dead, were you? "No, I'm firmly dead. I'm pretty sure he pretended to be dead, but he was dead." Shadow Lang corrects with a disgusting face, but even if he said so with a glass of energy, he was completely guiltless Scarlet Snow. "And I, I quit my previous place of work now, and I'm practically free, and it's simply personal curiosity to be here. It was going to be a good three-country consultation or something. - Thank you for helping your daughter." Scarlet snow staring at Shadow Lang's face in a frigid odor, but from the look on his face I wonder what he might still be thinking, I couldn't deduce the inside of it. "... well, let me thank you for that. But quitting behind the scenes and being free is a little hard to believe." "Yes, you are." Shadow Man laughing bitterly. "Or is it something that you can pull out that easily? Death to the traitor, isn't it? "Yes, sir." Death "or" Being "is erased, so when this is done, I will say complete resuscitation (Lizarection), but using resuscitation pills (Elixir) will not bring resuscitation. - I have this, so the others are following me." Oh, speaking of which, there was no resuscitation medicine (elixir) on the billing item. When I charged for my part-time job, I almost forgot because I was gachapong. With that in mind, Scarlet Snow hit a natural doubt. "Why are you still alive? "It's everyday." ............ Without going bad, Shadowloon, who said he was soaked and emptied the cup, said, "Tea, can I have another drink?," he urged warmly. Smiling at the accustomed gesture of scarlet snow, which silently brews his second cup of tea - though it only looks like a frigid grin beside him - Shadowloon put the rest in his mouth as he watched. "Well, it was a bet of one or eight. I just had an unusual medicine on hand that would help with all the illnesses, and I changed my physique a little bit. So, when I realized it, it was being flushed like a dirt left guard, and I was in a hurry, but it means I managed to take off my dead place. - Oh, excuse me." Sip deliciously the contents of the cup you received in gratitude. "Yeah.... well, I know it's endlessly suspicious, but suppose, in case that story is true, what are we going to do? "That's right. My previous husband and ex-colleagues... I have three or four people who think I'm dead, so I decide to hide myself for a while. - And it's actually a side effect of the medicine, and it's a little annoying at the moment, and I need to do something about it first." Scarlet Snow looks at Shadow Lang, who says he's in trouble but has no distress at all, with a frigid eye. Whatever it is, it teaches us the power of the enemy, but the gaze of suspicion grows stronger and stronger in a whichever attitude avoids a clear statement. "... Isn't there something else you're hiding? Shadow Lang nodded lightly. "Yeah, I'm pretty much hiding it. But, well, this is a personal circumstance, so it's not about getting directly involved with your daughter... Oh, yeah, I just wanted to ask you, is your daughter still planning to fight Shima? Scarlet snow, who was asked, snorted, often annoyed. "Well, to be honest, I'm not going to work with the Holy Kingdoms on the Golden Wheel anymore, but Mr. Shima is a threat to you because he's Mr. Shima. I'm gonna slap you before I can't help it any more? "Really? Then I have a mon for you, my lady." That's what I said and saw the silo thing I took out of my nose and said, "Ew!!!" Scarlet Snow changed her complexion and instantly knocked down the chair, slumping down to the entrance and exit of the room. Shadow Lang has no wind he cared for, and puts enough cross on the table to fit in its palms to push him toward Scarlet Snow. "" Sealed Cross ". It's not the crude product used by the stupid bong rolling over there, it's the authentic real thing I used to seal Mr. Shima. I think it will help you deal with Shima, so use it, my lady." Keep the cross on the table, in an easygoing state again, Shadow Lang sipping tea. "... what do you mean? "No, I can't help it if I have it. I think you just learned how to use it and how it works. Scarlet Snow is steamed back through an already traumatized story, with a sinister face. "If I used this, it wouldn't be a specification that would be sealed with recoil until me, would it? Return to the table with your hips flat, do not touch directly, with a spoon by the cup, and pull to hand to confirm. "Come on? If you're worried, why don't you ask your daughter's family to seal it up and try it? It's not the end patchmon if you use it once, it seems you can use this repeatedly." "... I'll let you do that" Scarlet snow that hangs at your fingertips to make sure it's safe and becomes a storage pochette on your hips. "But why did you have something like this? "No, well, there's a lot going on there... it's a long time to talk, so I'm running out of time" When I saw the clock hung on the wall when they told me, it was about time for the Orianas to come. Shadow Lang, who emptied the second cup, again wore the one he had put aside when he stood up. "In the meantime, I'll go back to my station. I'd appreciate it if you could miss out on a guard like this." "Yes, sir. So you're a dead man and you don't exist. By keeping it in my chest, I'll leave you with no loan." "Excuse me. That would help." I graciously tried to get out of the room, but I asked him a fuss on the verge of knocking at the door. "- Ma'am. What would you say if you weren't the 'Shadow Man' your daughter knew, but that dead copy without a soul? Scarlet snow shrugging her shoulders lightly "nothing". "In the meantime, we meet here and we're talking. You're you, and I'm not sure if you have a soul or not, but it's okay because there's nothing else in the way." "... I guess I am, but my daughter is also light" Distorted his visible mouth into the form of a laugh, Shadowloon walked out the door. Soon after, the entrance and exit of the tower opened, and the sound of several footsteps rushing up the spiral staircase at a fast foot. In the meantime, I wonder if I can explain that I paid back because I attacked you. Scarlet Snow drank her own cup of tea that was completely cold, thinking it seemed hard to contain the heavens...
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ใ€Œ้บๅคฑ็กฌ่ฒจโ€•โ€•ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใฏใฉใ“ใžใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใฎใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใ€Žใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒŠใƒปใƒ‘ใƒฌใ‚นใƒปใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใ€ใฎใƒ†ใƒฉใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคœใฎ้—‡ใซๆฒˆใ‚€่ก—ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใคใค(ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ ใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ‚ซใ‚ชใ‚นใชๅ ดใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทๅฎคโ€•โ€•่Œซ็„ถ่‡ชๅคฑใฎใพใพๅธฐใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ€ๅจ˜ใฎไธ่ฒžใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸ็ˆถ่ฆชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฎปใซๅผ•ใ็ฏญใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎใ—ใคใ“ใ•ใซๆ น่ฒ ใ‘ใ—ใฆใ€ใคใ„ใคใ„ๆ•™ใˆใŸ่ณชๅ•ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ€Œใฉใฃใกใ‚‚็พๅœจไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹็”ทใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ใซๆณฃใๅดฉใ‚Œใ‚‹่ญทโ€•โ€•ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏ ใงใ€ๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸ็‚นใ‚’ๅฐ‹ใญใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใฎๅๅฟœใŒใฟใ‚‡ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…็กฌ่ฒจใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใชใซใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒชใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒณ่‡ชไฝ“ใฎ่ฃฝ้€ ๆ–นๆณ•ใŒไธๆ˜ŽใชใŸใ‚ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅ‡บๅ›žใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใใ€ใฉใ“ใžใฎ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๅฎ็‰ฉๅบซใซ1ๆžšใ€ใฉใ“ใžใฎๅธๅ›ฝใฎ้Š€่กŒใซ1ๆžšใจใ„ใ†ๅ…ทๅˆใงใ€็ขบ่ชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ไธ–็•Œใซ5ๆžšใจใชใ„ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ 500ๆžšใใ‚‰ใ„ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅŸŽใซใฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒกใƒณใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใŒ่ถฃๅ‘ณใงๆƒใˆใŸๆœ€้ซ˜็ดšใฎ็ฒพ้Œฌๆ–ฝ่จญใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ชใƒชใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒณใชใ‚“ใฆๅนพใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅฑฑใซใชใฃใฆ้‡Ž็ฉใฟใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒ็„กใ„ไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ ใงๆ“ใ‚Šไบบๅฝขใ‚‚ๅŒ็„ถใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฒ—ๆœซใชใ‚ใฐใ‚‰ๅฎถใ‚’้Žใ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๅŸŽใธใŠๆˆปใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฏ?ใ€ ๅˆ่บซใ‚’่งฃใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ๅฝขๆ…‹ใฎ ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅˆฅใซใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚„ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚Šไบบๅฝขใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹้€†ใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ›ๆ›ฒ่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใโ€•โ€•ใฆใ‹ใ€Žใ‚ใฐใ‚‰ๅฎถใ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†ใ“ใฎใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใฃใฆ็Ž‹ๆ—ใ‚‚ๅฎšๅฎฟใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ๆœ€้ซ˜ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใŠใฃใจใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใงๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซๅฝ“ๅˆใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใฏๆžœใŸใ›ใŸใจใ„ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€Žๅ–ชๅคฑไธ–็ด€ใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹? ๅ–ใ‚‹ใซ่ถณใ‚‰ใฌไผ่ชฌใฎ้กžใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใฎๅฎŸ็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎใคใชใŒใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏ็งใŸใกๅŒๆง˜ใซใ“ใฎๅœฐใซใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸๅŒ้ƒทใฎ่€…ใŒ้ŽๅŽปใซๅฑ…ใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆๆœ€ๅคงใฎ้šœๅฎณใจใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใชใ€ ๆ—งไบคใ‚’ๆธฉใ‚ใ‚ใŠใ†ใจใ„ใ†็™บๆƒณใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€Žๅ–ชๅคฑไธ–็ด€ใ€ใฎ่จ˜่ฟฐใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅ„ๅœฐใฎ็Ž‹ๆ—ใ‚„็ฅžๆฎฟใซใ—ใ‹ๆ–ญ็‰‡็š„ใซใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใฏ็Ž‹ๆ—ใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ๅงซใฎไปฐใ›ใฎใพใพใซใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎๅฎฟใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚ŠใŠๅฃใซๅฌใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ”ๆง˜ๅญใ€‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ่จ€่ณชใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ไปŠๅฎตใ‚ใŸใ‚Šๅงซใฎใ”่ฆๆœ›ใฎๅ“ใ‚’่ชฟ้”ใ—ใฆๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ใƒผใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚นใŒใใฉใ„ใ—ใ€้ฆ™่พ›ๆ–™ใŒๅŠนใ้ŽใŽใฆใ‚‹ๅ‰ฒใซ็ด ๆใฎ็ซใฎ้€šใ—ๆ–นใŒใ‚คใƒžใ‚คใƒใงใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚‚้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ“ใ“ใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใจใ‚“ใ“ใคใƒฉใƒผใƒกใƒณใงใ‚‚้ฃŸในใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœใพใงใซ็”จๆ„ใ‚’้ ผใ‚€โ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฌใ‚ˆใ†ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚็”Ÿ็†็š„ๆฌฒๆฑ‚ใŒๅŽใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็›ดๆŽฅ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซ้ฝงใ‚Šไป˜ใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใซ่ชฟ้”ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ้ฃฒใ‚€ใ“ใจใงๆŠ˜ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅงฟใŒใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใจใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฎๆœฌ้ ˜็™บๆฎใจใชใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๆ™‚้–“ๅธฏใ€ใตใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅˆฅใ‚Œ้š›ใฎๆณฃใใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ็ฒ—ๆœซใชๅค•้ฃŸใฎไน—ใฃใŸไฝฟใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸๆœจใฎใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŒใกใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ๅฎฟใฎ2้šŽใซใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅค•ๆ–นใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธ–้–“็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใฎใ›ใ„ใง่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅฅณใฎๅญใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ใพใŸใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ปฝ่”‘ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ†ใชใใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆฎดใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ๅบฆ็›ฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใใซ้ตใฎๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’่ถณใง้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใŠใ‹ใˆใ‚Šใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’ๆค…ๅญไปฃใ‚ใ‚ŠใซๅบงใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใซใใ†ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆœ€ๅˆใใ‚ŒใŒ็พๅฎŸใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœˆใฎๅ…‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๅนปๅฝฑใ‹ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๆ‚ชๆˆฏใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ ญใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด„ๆŸใฎๆœใซใฏๆ—ฉใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็พๅฎŸใ ใจ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ๅคงๆ…Œใฆใงๅค•้ฃŸใฎไน—ใฃใŸใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚’็ท‹้›ชใฎ้šฃใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ(ๆœบใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ„)ใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใฆใƒใƒฃใƒใช้ตใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใซ?!ใ€ ใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅค•้ฃŸใฎใปใ†ใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใฎๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ช“ใŒ้–‹ใ„ใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ้ฃŸๅ™จใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธŠใฎ็ฉบใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ช“ใฃใฆใ“ใ“2้šŽใ ใž? ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใŠๅ‰ใฎใใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใ ใฃใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ้ƒจๅฑ‹็€ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒ•ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎใใ‚‹ใถใ—ไธˆใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎไธŠใซใ‚ขใ‚คใƒœใƒชใƒผใฎใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใ‚ฌใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚’็พฝ็น”ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใซๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ ใŒใ€ๆœฌไบบใฏใฉใ“ๅนใ้ขจใงๅค•้ฃŸใฎไธ€ใคใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใˆใญใˆใ€ใชใซใ“ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใƒˆใƒŸใƒผใƒซใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒป็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ่จŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใ ใจๆ‚ŸใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใ‡ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใใ€‚ๅๅ‰ใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธ€ๅฃ้ฃŸในใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใงๅฎฟใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใฃใกใงๆ™ฉ้ฃฏ้ฃŸในใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใ‚ใ‚ไธ€ๅฟœใ€Žใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒŠใƒปใƒ‘ใƒฌใ‚นใƒปใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใ€ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใฎ่ฒด่ณ“ๅฎคใซๆณŠใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š้ฃŸไบ‹ใฏ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใชใใฆใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ้ฃŸในใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใคใคๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใงใ‚ชใƒผใƒˆใƒŸใƒผใƒซใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃ้ ฌๅผตใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใ€ใ€Žใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒŠใƒปใƒ‘ใƒฌใ‚นใƒปใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไธ€ๆณŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฎๆœˆ็ตฆใใ‚‰ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใž!? ใใฎ่ฒด่ณ“ๅฎคใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใชใ‚“ใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹่žใ“ใˆใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๅ›บใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ๅฃใฎไธญใงใ‚ชใƒผใƒˆใƒŸใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใงใ€ๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅŸŽใง้ฃŸในใ‚‹้ฃŸไบ‹ใซๆฏ”ในใฆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅˆฅใซใƒžใ‚บใใฏใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๆฏ”ในใฆใ“ใฃใกใฏใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฟใŸใ„ใช้‡‘ใฎ็„กใ„ใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉไฝ“ใŒ่ณ‡ๆœฌใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่…นไธ€ๆฏ้ฃŸใ„ใŸใ„ใฃใฆๅฅดใ‚‰ใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ท‹้›ชใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒผใƒˆใƒŸใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ™ใ™ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใซใƒใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎ็”ณใ—่จณ็จ‹ๅบฆใซใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ณใƒณใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸ้ฆฌ้ˆด่–ฏใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซ็‚ญๆฐดๅŒ–็‰ฉใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใญใˆใ€‚ใŸใพใซใฏ้‡Ž่œใ‚‚้ฃŸในใชใ„ใจไฝ“ใซๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€้ฃฏใชใ‚“ใฆ่…นไธ€ๆฏใซใชใ‚Œใฐ!ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚คใƒฉใคใ„ใฆๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏไธ€็žฌ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใใ€็ถšใ„ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ•ใใ†ใซใ†ใชใ ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ†ใ ใญใ€็งใฎใฏใŸใ ใฎๆˆ‘ใŒใพใพใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใŠๅ‰ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆๅฐใ•ใชไฝ“ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฐใ•ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’ไธญๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅคงๆ…Œใฆใงๆ…ฐใ‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใพใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไฟบใจใŠๅ‰ใฎ้–“ใซใ™ใ’ใƒผใงใ‹ใ„ๅฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ‚”ใ—ใใฆใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซๅฃใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ่งฆใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใˆใฐ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ ฌใซใฒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจๅ†ทใŸใ„ๆŽŒใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ใ™ใใซ้›ขใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‘ใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒธใฎ้ผ“ๅ‹•ใŒ้ซ˜้ณดใ‚Šใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€่งฆใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ็…งใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้ ทใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ–นใธใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ใตใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‚’่งฆใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฃŠใ‚Œใใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใไบŒใฎ่…•ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ“ใ‚“ใช็ดฐใ„ใฎใซใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใ‚“ใ ?! ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้ชจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ“ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅ›ใ‚‚ใคใใฅใๆƒ…็ท’ใŒใชใ„ใฒใจใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใจๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ ใฃใฆๆ‘ใฎๅฅณใจใ‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎๅฅณใจใ‹็š†ใ€ๅฅณใงใ‚‚ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅ›บใ„ใžใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๅผ่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใพใ™ใพใ™ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆฐ—ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใใชใฃใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่พฒไฝœๆฅญใ‚„ๅŠดๅƒใงๅƒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใฎ่…•ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚ŒใงๅฐŠใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฏใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ•ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ไปŠๅบฆใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใซใงใ‚‚้ ผใ‚“ใง่งฆใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฐใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบบใ€ไฟบใฎใ“ใจใƒใ‚ซใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๆ€ใ„้•ใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใปใฉใงใใŸๅฅณๆ€งใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใคใ„ใ“ใจใ‚„ๅฃใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ™ในใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใฆใฎใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๆ‹ไบบใ‚„้€ฃใ‚Œๅˆใ„ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใ†ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’้ธใถในใใ ใญใ€‚็‰นใซๅ›ใฏใฉใ“ใ‹้–“ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ”ใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไฝ™่จˆใชใŠไธ–่ฉฑใ ! ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅนดไธŠใฎไบบใŒไฟบใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใฏๅ›ใฎ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใ—ใ ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช? โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ‹˜ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใŸใถใ‚“ไฝ•ๅนดใ‹ๅ‰ใซๆ‹ไบบใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆญปๅˆฅใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸๅฟƒใฎๅ‚ทใ‚’็™’ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅ›ใฎไธญใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ใ‚ชใƒณใƒŠใฎๅ‹˜ใฃใฆๅฅดใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒๅ†ทใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ใŠๆš‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ช“ใฎๅค–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใ†่จ€ใ†็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๆš‡ใฃใฆใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰...ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ็žณใŒ็…Œใ€…ใจๅ…‰ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใฏๆ€ฅใซใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆใใฆโ€•โ€• ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€ ใตใจใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใฎใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟใฏใชใใ€้ตใ‚‚ๅ†…ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰้–‰ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅคขใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใชใใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใฎใพใพใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ†ทใŸใใชใฃใŸๅค•้ฃŸใ‚’ๅนณใ‚‰ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ•ใฃใใพใงใ‚ใฃใŸ้ฌฑๅฑˆใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ™ดใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๆ™ฉใฏๅคขใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใงใใฃใ™ใ‚Š็œ ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
"Lost coins"? From the terrace of this hotel, the Oriana Palace Hotel, which was originally a nobleman's mansion, while watching the city sink into the darkness of the night (most visible to the eyes of the blood-sucking princess (I) as it is during the day), I rolled the words I had just heard from the Collard Guild chief in my mouth. After that, somehow I manipulated the memory of the guild chief who turned it into a chaotic place - the guild chief who didn't come home suddenly self-defeated and the deputy guild chief who was pulling on his shell with a face like a father who knew his daughter's infidelity, the two guards who were rooted in so much perseverance and cried over the content of the question I stuck with: "I think there's a man who's both currently dating" - to calm them down, and eventually manipulated their memories just before using them until the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye) to somehow undo the place. So, I asked the head of the guild, who returned to sanity, what bothered me. I think you know something about the in-game coins I had because I saw something. When I said that, the answer came back. As a legacy of the commonly known as the Lost Century, which is not on record for anything, it is very occasionally discovered, especially when it comes to rainbow coins made of Orihalcon (like this), because the way Orihalcon itself is manufactured is unknown in the first place, it hardly ever comes out, and there are no five in the world, even if it is confirmed, in the condition of one in the treasure trove of this kingdom and one in the banks of this empire. ... Well, I have about rainbow coins, and the castle has the finest refinery that Gilmen alchemists have in their hobbies, so I can do as many orihalcons as I want, and it's actually mountainous and wild loaded. "... I don't know, it doesn't look like it's a world without the influence of" E. H. O "or" Eternal Horizon Online "at all." "Come on, Princess. The upper levels of this city's guild are already the same with the Princess's Eye of the Devil (Evil Eye). Why don't you come back to the castle instead of spending the night in such a crude barn? The lifetime of the human form (Tengai), which has solved the fit of the submissive demon (pet), advances so in his usual tuxedo appearance. ... No, I didn't use the Demon Eye (Evil Eye) there to manipulate and doll Collard Guild Leader or Galte Deputy Guild Leader, and I'm not going to take it in or anything. I mean, it was for the opposite purpose, but even so, I guess I'll bend it anyway - not to mention, "Azumaya," which seems to be the highest rank in the city of Ara that royalty would ever accommodate this hotel - whoa, I remember it in royalty. Then let's talk about it appropriately here. "It is true that the original purpose could be said to have been fulfilled. But I'm really curious about the Loss Century." "Are you left-handed? I don't think it's enough to take a legend." "But if there is actually a rainbow coin, is there any connection? Or someone from my hometown who arrived in the land just like us." "Well, that's likely to be the biggest obstacle for us." They don't have the idea of warming up old relationships. "Nevertheless, they only fragment the description of the" Century of Loss "in royalties and temples everywhere. Again, as planned, do we try to make contact with the royal family next" "... okay, just do as the princess says. - By the way, the meal at the inn earlier still didn't seem to be in your mouth. I've taken the Guild Commander's word for it, and I'd like you to procure the princess's request tonight." Uh, the sauce is definitely hard, and the way the ingredients are put through the fire is not good enough for the spices to work too well, and you couldn't eat half of the meal here. Normally I would have liked to have some tungkotsu ramen. "Right. Then ask for it by tomorrow morning - but add or subtract it so that it doesn't overdo it." Honestly, I have a slight hesitation in mouthing the arr, but I can't fit my physiological desire for any of it, so I decided to fold it by getting it sourced and drunk in heaven rather than sticking it directly to my neck muscle. "- Regardless, I understand." With the words, the figure of heaven disappeared from the spot. "Well. Speaking of which, how's Joey doing? During this time of year, when the Bloodsucking Princess was at the helm, Fu and I remembered Joey's crying face at breakup. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Joey was walking up the stairs to return to his room on the second floor of the inn, holding a used tree tray with both hands for a crude dinner and sighing. What I recall is what happened in this evening's guild. Think about the girl who annoyed you because of her own public ignorance, and sigh again. "I would have been despised..." I know it's over, but when I remember, I want to beat myself up about myself. With a sigh of uncertainty as to how many times it would take, he opened the door of the room with his feet, barely unlocked, and entered the room. "Hey, welcome back, Joey." Even if he was greeted that way by Scarlet Snow, who sat the bed instead of a chair, Joey didn't think that was real at first. Is it a phantom that the moonlight shows, a fairy prank, or has it finally gone crazy on its own? "It's early in the morning I promised, but I was curious, so I let you go up on your own." Joey finally understood that this was reality in the scandalous snow voice smiling at him, placing the tray for dinner on the bed next to Scarlet Snow in a big hurry (no desk whatsoever), closing the door to the room and chatting. "Oh you, how did you get here?!" Although asked in an upward voice, Scarlet Snow (really) looked more intrigued by Joey's dinner. "Oh, the window was open, so I came in on my own." The beginning and end of answering in the sky above looking at the contents of the dishes. "The windows are upstairs, right? Mostly your outfit..." Looks like a room outfit, Joey, who can't hide his confusion in a scarlet snow outfit that just weaves an ivory nightgown over an off-black, candle-length dress, but he indicated one of the dinners with a breeze that blows where. "Hey, what's this? "What, it would be oatmeal.... you don't know? Joey replied sighingly, realizing it was useless to ask any more. "Heh, this is what it is. I've heard the name before, but I've never seen it before. Can I have a bite? "I don't mind that, but you must have gotten me an inn at the guild, right? Didn't you have dinner over there? "Hmm? Yeah, I'm staying in a VIP room at a place called The Oriana Palace Hotel once, but, hey, the meal wasn't very tasty and I barely ate it." Quickly as I say, Scarlet Snow cheeks oatmeal with a spoon. "- Hey, wait a minute, I hear if I say 'Oriana Palace Hotel', I'll just stay the night, but I'll be about the monthly salary of a citizen!? I can't believe the meal in that VIP room sucks..." You're hearing me or not, Scarlet Snow, who was solidifying with a subtle look with his spoon in his mouth, chewed oatmeal in his mouth and swallowed it like he had decided to. "... no, I'm just saying it's not tasty compared to the meals I eat at the castle, it's nothing. Compared to that, this one's a hell of a mess, to be honest." "Well, they don't have the money like us, but they want to eat a full belly because their bodies are capital." I rinse the oatmeal I get back from Scarlet Snow as I explain, butter the bread, and eat it with potatoes with bacon just about sorry. "I see, you're brilliantly full of carbohydrates. Sometimes it's bad for you if you don't eat vegetables." "That's okay, if you get a full stomach of rice! Scarlet Snow opened his eyes for a moment to the words he told him to slap him somewhat irritated, followed by an apology. "... well, mine's just selfish." "Oh, no, it's not your fault..." Even to the appearance of Scarlet Snow, who was even making her little body even smaller, Joey rushed to look for words of comfort when she interrupted her meal. "- I'm sorry. It's eight hits right now, I feel like there's a really big wall between me and you, and I regret it." Scarlet snow twisting its neck properly on the words. "There's no other wall. If you want to touch me like this, you touch me." That's what I said. I put a limp, cold hand on Joey's cheek, and immediately let him go. Joey's chest beating and reflexively listening back to such an unexpected girl's behavior. "... then can I touch it? "- Uh-huh." Joey reached for Scarlet Snow, who looked lit and still nodded at me, and, uh, hesitated to feel like it was going to break anywhere he touched it, but he was ready and somehow gripped around his arms. "You... why are you so soft when you're so thin?! Are you sure you have bones in you this? "- You're the one who doesn't have the mood to make it." I was told with a frightened face and tone, "No, 'cause every woman in the village, every adventurer woman, even women are so hard." I desperately excuse him, but he looked more and more frightened, and Joey got embarrassed and let go of his hand. "That's the arm of women working in farming and labor, which is honorable, but normal women are more or less like this. Next time you ask Meer to touch you, you'll find out." "... Mr. Meer? He feels like he's fooling around about me." "That's a mistake, there's not a lot of women who could have done that. I know it feels like I'm saying something tough or nagging, but it's all for them, too. If you're going to be a lover or a mate, you should choose a woman like that. Especially since you're missing somewhere." "Extra help! More or less, there's no way that older people would deal with a kid like me." "I don't think so, isn't that your hard work there? - I don't know about this, but she probably broke up with her lover some years ago, or maybe she broke up dead after a while. I feel like I'm seeing something in you that can heal those heartbreaks." "What the hell is that, Onna's investigation? "Uh-huh, right. Let's just say that. - Oh, your meal is totally cold. It's time to spare you." Scarlet snow saying that while looking out the window. "Your free time is not really through the window..." For a moment, I felt Scarlet Snow's eyes glow brilliantly, and Joey's consciousness suddenly blurred... "Good night, Joey, I'll see you tomorrow" When I felt like I heard such a greeting and looked up, there was no scarlet snow anywhere in the room, and the keys were closed from the inside. "... I wonder if it was a dream" Half-hearted himself, Joey flattened a completely cold dinner. Still, the depressed mood I had just had was completely clear, and I slept well that night without dreaming.
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ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๅคงใใชๅฝฑโ€•โ€•ๆฟƒ็ดบใฎใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใŒใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใฒใจใค้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฆใ‹ใ€3ๅˆ†ไปฅๅ†…ใซ็‰‡ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡? ๅˆฅใซใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ ใใ†ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใชๅฃ่ชฟใงๅฟœใ˜ใŸใฎใฏใ€่†ไธŠใพใงใฎ่–”่–‡ใ‚’ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎ้ป’ใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้ขๅญใŒ้ขๅญใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใฉใ“ใซไบบใฎ็›ฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ็ท‹้›ชใจใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใคใๅพ“ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ็™ฝ้ขใฎ็ฃไบบโ€•โ€•ไบบใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใจใฃใŸ็ฅž็ฃใงใ‚ใ‚‹ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€็›ฎ็ซ‹ใค็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใง่จ€ใˆใฐ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ้ ‚็‚นใจใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹่‡ช่บซใ‚‚ใ€ไบบใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚Œใฐ้จ’ใŽใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจ่ซ‹ใ‘ๅˆใ„ใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ‰ใ€็ฅž็ฃๆง˜......ใ€ ็…ๅญๆ—ใฎๅทซๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€็ใ—ใใ‚‚ๆฎŠๅ‹ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใŠใšใŠใšใจ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใธๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ€็…ๅญใฎๅทซๅฅณใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅคงไผšใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใœใฒใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ้ƒจๆ—ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธใŠ็ซ‹ใกๅฏ„ใ‚Š้ก˜ใˆใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚้ƒจๆ—ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆๅพกๅฅ‰ใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚็ฒใ‚ŒใŸใฆใฎ้ฆณ่ตฐใจ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„็ฅž้…’ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฆพใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ้–‰ใ˜ใŸๆ‰‡ๅญใ‚’ๅฃๅ…ƒใซใ‚ใฆใ€้ข็™ฝใใ†ใช็›ฎใงใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆโ€•โ€•ใกใชใฟใซๅฝผๅฅณใฎใ“ใจใฏ็ตๆง‹ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€Œๅฐๆฐ—ๅ‘ณ่‰ฏใ„ๅฅณๅญใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใชใใ€ใจ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸโ€•โ€•็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆพใฏๅงซๆง˜ใฎ่‡ฃไธ‹ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฎ่จฑๅฏใชใๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใฏใงใใฌใฎใ‰ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใ‚นใƒˆใƒณใ€ใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€่‡ชๅ‹•ใง็ท‹้›ชใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใธใจ(่บซ้•ทๅทฎใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใง)่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ3ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใฆใฐใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใŸใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Š็„กๆง˜ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆญฃ็›ด็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใฃใกใ‚ƒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใซใ€่ก€็›ธใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€้šฃใงใ„ใพใ ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใšใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใฃใ€‚ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ!? ใ„ใพใฃใฆไธ€ๆ—ๅญ˜ไบกใฎๅฑๆฉŸใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใจใ—ใฆใฎๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„็พฉใพใงใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใฃ!! ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใซ่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ—ใฏใŠ็ต‚ใ„ใ€‚็ฅž็ฃๆง˜ใซ่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅญใ€…ๅญซใ€…ใซๆธกใ‚‹ใพใง่ƒŒๅพณ่€…ใฎใƒฌใƒƒใƒ†ใƒซใŒๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒ!! ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‹ใฆใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๅ‹ใฆใฐใ€ ใใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผทๅผ•ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ”พใ—ใฆใ€้ขๅ€’่‡ญใใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹!?โ€•โ€•ใใ†็žฌๆ™‚ใซ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€็ตถๆœ›ๆ„Ÿใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎๅ ดใซใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใจๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚Œใฆไธ€้€ฃใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใง็ฃ็Ž‹ใธใจ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใงๆ„›ใ™ในใ็พŽ็‚นใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๅพนๅบ•ใ—ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ„ๆ„š่€…ใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆ็’ฐๅขƒใŒไฝœใฃใŸๅพŒๅคฉ็š„ใชๆ€งๆ ผใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ช ใซใ‚‚ใฃใฆใŠๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€ ่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใง่ปฝใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—็—›ใ„็›ฎใซใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซๅฃŠใ•ใชใ„ใจ้ง„็›ฎใฃใฝใ„ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไธ€ๅฟœๅŒใ˜ๅธซใซใคใ„ใŸๅŒ้–€ใฃใฆใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ…„ๅผŸๅญใ‚’ใ‚ฑใƒใƒงใƒณใ‚ฑใƒใƒงใƒณใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ง้—˜ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅ‰ใงใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅŠ›้‡ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉ้€†ใซๅ„‚ใฎ้ข็›ฎใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใˆใฃใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใ‚‚ๅคงไผฏ็ˆถๆง˜ใฎๅผŸๅญใ€ๅ…„ใจๅ…„ๅฆนๅผŸๅญใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใใฎไผš่ฉฑใŒ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใงๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ™ใ‚‹็›ฎใคใใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๆ•™ใ‚ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅผŸๅผŸๅญใจใ‹ๅไน—ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใŠใ“ใŒใพใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจใ€ๅผŸๅผŸๅญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆๅฆนๅผŸๅญใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซ่ปฝใ็›ฎใ‚’ๆณณใŒใ›ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ๅฆนๅผŸๅญใ€ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ ๆ…ฎใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใžใ€ ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎ้‡ใ€…ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใซใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจๅŒๆ„ใ—ใฆๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใฉใ“ใ‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ๅฆนๅผŸๅญใ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆ‰€่ฉฎใ€ๅฅณๅญไพ›ใ ใจใ„ใ†โ€•โ€•้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒๅฆ‚ๅฎŸใซไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็งใ‚‚ใ€ ๅŒใ˜ใ็„กๆ‰‹ใฎใพใพโ€•โ€•ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๆ‹ณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใšใซ้–‹ๆ‰‹ใฎโ€•โ€•ๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€ใฏไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅงซ?ใ€ ่จใ—ใ’ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่กŒใฃใใ‚ˆ~ใฃใ€ ใ€Œๆฅใ„!ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ่ถ…่„šๅŠ›ใŒๅคงๅœฐใ‚’ใˆใใ‚Šใ€5mใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ0็ง’ใงใ‚ผใƒญใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ็ฟปใ‚Šใ€ๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ ฌใ‚’ใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ็›ฎใซใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ๅƒใ™ใ‚‰ๆฎ‹ใ•ใชใ„้€Ÿๅบฆใงใ€็žฌๆ™‚ใซ8ๅพ€ๅพฉใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ€Œใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใดใƒผใ‚“!!!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๆ™ฏๆฐ—ใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฟใฎ้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€่ฃ‚ๅธ›ใฎๆฐ—ๅˆใจๅ…ฑใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๅณใฎไธ‹ๆฎต่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ใ€ๆฃ’็ซ‹ใกใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅณ่ถณโ€•โ€•่†่ฃใฎ้ญๅธฏใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใธใ€ๆ–œใ‚ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒƒใจไฝ“ๅ‹ขใŒๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ก”ใฎๅด้ขใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใฆใใฎๅณ่ถณใŒ่ปฝใ€…ใจ่ทณใญไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚…ใฃใ€ ไธŠๆฎตๅ›žใ—่นดใ‚Šใธใจๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใƒณ!ใจ้‡ใ„้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ก”ใŒๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใซ่ถณใŒๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎใพใพๅณ่ถณใ‚’็•ณใ‚“ใ ๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€ๅทฆ่ถณใ‚’่ปธใซใ‚ณใƒžใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›ž่ปขใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใ“ใจใชใใ€็ฉบไธญใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่…น้ƒจใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€้ ๅฟƒๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅŠ ็ฎ—ใ—ใŸๅ›žใ—่นดใ‚Šใ‚’็žฌๆ™‚ใซๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ‰ใƒณใฃ!! 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ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏ5ๆญณใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰10ๅนดไปฅไธŠไฟฎ่กŒใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅไปŠๆ—ฅๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ็ด ไบบใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„! ๅฟƒใฎไธญใงๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ฃ็Ž‹็›ดไผใฎๅ‰„ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸๅณๆญฃๆ‹ณ็ชใใ‚’ใ€็ท‹้›ช็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก้ง„ใฎๅคšใ„ๅ‹•ใใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใฎๆ‰“็ชใ‚’่ปฝใ่ฉ•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ“ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชไธ€็žฌใงๅด้ขใซๅ›žใ‚Šใ€่บฑใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅณๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ใŒใฃใกใ‚ŠๆŽดใฟใ€ ใ€Œใช...?!ใ€ ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€่ถณใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ†ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅณๆ‰‹ไธ€ๆœฌใ ใ‘ใงใ€ไธ€ๆœฌ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅœฐ้ขใซๅฉใไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŒใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ......!?!ใ€ ๅœฐ้ขใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใฎใŸๆ‰“ใกๅ›žใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็ฃ็Ž‹ใธใจ็งปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆŠ€ใฎๆฌ ็‚นใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซๆ‰“็‚นใ‚’ๅ›บๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใ‚บใƒฉใ™ใจๅ˜็ด”ใชๆ‰“ๆ’ƒๆŠ€ใซใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใพใฎใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆœช็†Ÿใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธฆๅˆ—ๆ€่€ƒไฝฟใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใงใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚่‹ฅใ„ใ†ใกใฏไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅฐใ•ใใพใจใพใ‚ใ†ใจใ›ใšใ€ใƒ‘ใƒฏใƒผใจใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ไปปใ›ใฎใปใ†ใŒใ‚ˆใปใฉๆœ‰ๅŠนใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅŸบ็คŽใ‚’็ฃจใไธŠใงใ‚‚ๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใง่…•ใ‚’้ˆใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€่บซใฎ็จ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌ่ฒ ใ‘็Šฌใจใฏๆƒจใ‚ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใฎใ‰ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฎใฎใ‚“ใณใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅฃฐใจใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅฟƒๅบ•ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†้Ÿฟใใฎๅ—ใ‘็ญ”ใˆใ€็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฎๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃ!ใ€ ๆ†คๆ€’ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใง็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่กŒใๅ ดใฎใชใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ€ใใฎๅ…จใฆใŒ็ท‹้›ชใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จฑใ›ใ‚“ใฃ!!ใ€ ไธ€ๅฃฐๅซใ‚“ใง็ท‹้›ชใธใจ่ธŠใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅงฟใฏใŠไธ–่พžใซใ‚‚ๆด—็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹•ใใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใšใ€่‡ชไฟกใจ่ช‡ใ‚Šใ‚’็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎใพใพใซ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹่ฒ ใ„ใฎ็ฃใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅŠใฐๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸไธญๆฎต็ชใใ‚’ใ€ๅๆ™‚่จˆๅ›žใ‚Šใซๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใฆ่บฑใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅทฆ่‚˜โ€•โ€•ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๅ›ž่ปขๅŠ›ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ณฉๅฐพ็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃโ€•โ€•ใจใ€ ใ€Œใใฏใฃ......ใ€ ๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใจไฝตใ›ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่‚บใฎไธญใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏๅ…จใฆไฝ“ๅค–ใซๆŽ’ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซๆ„่ญ˜ใŒ่–„ใ„้—‡่‰ฒใฎใƒ™ใƒผใƒซใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฎๅฃฐใจใ€้ ฌใ‚’ๆฟกใ‚‰ใ™็†ฑใ„ๆปดใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚€็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅคงใฎๅญ—ใซใชใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่ฆ†ใ„ใ‹ใถใ•ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆณฃใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใšใ‹ๆ•ฐ็ง’ใซใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใชใ„ๆ„่ญ˜ใฎๆถˆๅคฑใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ใƒชใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใฆใ€็™ฝ็ด™ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‹็ตๆžœใจใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๆณฃใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎใŸใ‚ใซ......ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๆณฃใ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€‚ใใฎๅงฟใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ่ƒธใŒๆŽปใๆฏŸใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅฑ่ฒฌใ—ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ„ใพใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใšใซใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅŽณใ—ใ„่ฆ–็ทšใ€‚ใพใŸใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅ€’ใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎ็žณใฎไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใจๅฟƒ้…ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€่บซใฎ็ฝฎใๆ‰€ใฎใชใ„็พžๆฅๅฟƒใซ่บซๆ‚ถใˆใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใ€ใชใซใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†......ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใ€ใชใฉใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œๅคฉ็‹—ใซใชใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅผทใ„ใ€ใใฎๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Œใฐไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ฉ•ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใ—ใ‹ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใš่‡ชๅˆ†ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ็”ŸใใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใ™ใ‚‰็œใฟใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅผทใ„ใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†่‡ชไฟกใ‚’ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใซๅฐใ•ใชๅฅณใฎๅญใซ็ชใๅดฉใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใใฎๆ…ขๅฟƒใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใฎๆœช็†Ÿใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆจใฟใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจ็„กๆง˜ใชใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ไป–ไบบใ‚’ๆจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใฏไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚ๅ‰้€ฒใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅพ…ใคใฎใฏ่‡ชๆป…ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅ…จ่บซใซ็ซใŒ็‚นใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ“ใฎใพใพ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“! 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"Let's go around here." A big shadow at first - a beast king in a dark blue robe looked around and nodded one. "No problem. Well, you just have to put a piece on it in less than three minutes, right? I never came this far." In such an effortless tone, it was Scarlet Snow wearing a short line black dress with a rose to the knee - "The Rose of War, Anne of Guyastein". "Well, Fumiko is a prick. Because I don't know where people's eyes are." Its gaze captures Scarlet Snow and a white-sided beast man with nine tails to follow behind him - a god beast who takes on the appearance of a man, and rarely takes the form of a bitter smile. Most importantly, the Beast King himself, which can be considered the culmination of the Beastman clan if not conspicuously noticeable, promises to be a noise if found by men. "Oh, God Beast..." Asmina, the witch of the Lions, called to Azumi and Azuho in an unusual and special manner. "What is it, a lion witch? "When this tournament is over, could you please stop by my tribe? I will give you the tribe to serve you." "- Hmm. With freshly caught treats and delicious kamikaze, concubines are fine..." With a closed fan in his mouth, he looked at Asmina with funny eyes - and by the way, he liked her a lot and narrowed his eyes to say, "You're a petty girl" - an empty ho that goes on. "The concubine is under the princess's command. You can't do this without her permission." - Ston, and Asmina's gaze automatically falls (in relation to the height difference) to Scarlet Snow's beauty. "In three minutes. If you don't do it or imitate it like nothing else, I honestly know it's not this way." In response to Scarlet Snow, Asmina, who had changed her blood phase, still couldn't keep up with the situation next door, grabbed her flashing brother-in-law (Levan) 's chest and shook her. "Hey. Dear Brother Levan (who is here), I know!? Instead of the current crisis of clan survival, it even depends on your existence as a beast clan!! If Master Hyuki abandons you, the clan is finished. If God Beast abandons me, the rettel of the treacherous will be put up until I cross it to my descendants!! I really know!? "I know. You can win, if you win." Levan shook that hand forcefully and answered in a nasty way. Oh, this brother-in-law (bogus) doesn't understand. I'm willing to win over this period!? - Yes. Asmina, who instantly understood, fluttered down on the spot out of despair. Scarlet Snow, who watched a series of exchanges a short distance away, spoke to the Beast King in a somewhat unpleasant tone. "But what is it? I don't even think about it, Azumi (Joey), or the fool who doesn't look at his feet (Prince Achill). That had some beauty to love, but I've never seen a fool who doesn't look at his opponents so thoroughly. - Is this an acquired personality created by the environment? "... no, sincerely embarrassing" Beast king gently bowing his head with a face like a bitter bug chewed up. "I was going to match it with a little pain in the eye, but this sounds like it would have to be broken thoroughly. - Speaking of which, does it mean that I have no problem making my brother Kechon Kechon? "It's not about personal struggle, it's about showing each other our strength in front of our masters. It's like crushing the face of a nun." "- What, does Master Hyuki also hit the disciples of the Great Uncle, his brother and his sibling disciples?!?" Is that conversation in my ear, Asmina, who raises her bare voice and stands up? Levan also caught a somewhat alarming eye with it. "Well, I've only recently started teaching, so it's a good idea to call me an apprentice or something." Scarlet snow gently shrugging her shoulders. "Really? - And I'm not a disciple, I'm a sister disciple." Scarlet snow that lightly swims your eyes at Asmina's pointers. "... oh yeah. Sister apprentice, right?" "That's the thing. Don't take it personally." To the heavy-handed voice of the Beast King, Levan, who agreed to hold his fist and take his stand, but he's still licking his opponent somewhere - an intrigue he's just started, even though he's a sister apprentice, a woman and a child - the atmosphere came true. "Well, so am I." As well as remaining unarmed - this one opens without making a fist - Scarlet Snow takes the stand. "'The Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye)' is not used, princess? Akuho leaning his neck surprisingly. "Well, I meant to say hello today. - Then I'll go. - Uh-huh." "Come!" In a moment, Scarlet Snow's super leg power swept through the earth, zeroing a distance of m in almost seconds. At the same time its right hand flickered, instantly round trip with a flashing Levan cheek at a rate that did not even leave any remnants in Asmina's eyes as she watched away. After a moment of delay, there was the sound of an economical binta called "PIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPIPI!!! "Ha." At the next moment, with the mood of tearing, Scarlet Snow slammed the lower right kick into Levan's right leg, which was barbed - around the ligament behind his knee, from the diagonal top. pointing at the side of Levan's face, gagged and disfigured, flipping his skirt and his right leg jumping lightly, "Shh." It changed to an upper spin kick and swung out as it was. Cancer! and turned the day after tomorrow as Levan's face was played along with a heavy sound, his legs off the ground to much momentum. "Ha ha! Scarlet Snow further remained in a folded right foot position, rotating his left foot like a comma on the axis, without killing the momentum, pointing toward Levan's abdomen in the air, instantly tapping into a spinning kick with added centrifugal force. Don!! Even the drum sounded a heavily paralyzing blow, almost as if Levan's body had been caught in an explosion, blowing more than m horizontally with the ground, finally coming into contact with the ground, but without killing the momentum, he dug a ditch a few meters into the ground, and finally rolled over like a boring rag to stop. "... it's settled, it's" Bored, Aaho shrugged as he extended with his mouth hidden with a fan. "Instead of three minutes, didn't it last 0 seconds?" The Beast King also agreed in a pale tone of fact. "Well, I wonder if this is the case -?" Scarlet snow sighs with the face of imbecile indigestion. Oh man, I mean, it was a boring result, and it was written in capital letters on three faces. and -. "Gala," and beyond the earthly smoke I could already stand in, there were signs that something would move. Seeing it, Levan, who seemed completely unconscious, was about to get up. Not the unexpected fighting spirit and the strength of being struck - but the gaze of the three flowed from there heavily sideways. At the tip of his gaze - Asmina's hands spread toward his brother-in-law, a pale light flowing from the tip of his palm into Levan. "... haha, actually, I always do the enhancement technique before the game, but this time I accidentally forgot, and it started on the way.... bad, is it? Asmina makes excuses with a troubled face. Whoever sees it, knows that what he's using right now is healing magic, not enhancement, but Akiho is silent about his lack of interest, the Beast King shrugs his shoulders lightly, and Scarlet Snow is - "Oh, well, it was just a fault. Fine, just once." Asmina nodded with a hard face in the dark, saying that there was no second time. "... chi. I'm alarmed......! Apparently the damage was healed thanks to Asmina's healing magic, Levan rose as he wiped the blood from his mouth. "Be alert or something. I'm still saying that. Dear Brother Levan, Half-eyed Scarlet Snow pointed at herself a little more to Levan's attitude, who also had no way of lending an ear to Asmina's reprimand. "Hi back there, sounds like it's useless if you don't beat it up all over again. You attacked me earlier, and now you're on your way." "Don't get on well -!" Levan went into Scarlet Snow's nose with a unique gait that slipped through the ground, from a strong foot-studding motion, also known as a seismic leg (Shinkaku) or a tread (Fumiyaki). - No kidding! I've been training for over 10 years since I was 5. You can't beat the amateur you started yesterday! With a scream in his heart, he unleashed his right straight fist thrust using the beast king's direct legend, with all his strength, wearing a scarlet snow. "That's a lot of futile moves." With a gentle acclaim for that punch, he turned to the side in a critical moment touching his body, and the right hand of the swollen scarlet snow grabbed Levan's right wrist disappointingly, "Nah...?!" Shortly after I raised my voice of consternation, I slapped him to the ground like a single back, paying for his legs and only one right hand at the same time. "hahahahahahahahaha......!?! Scarlet Snow shifted his gaze from Levan, who was rolling around on the ground, to the Beast King. "It's a flaw in this move. You mean fix the punch point at the moment of impact, or if you squirm, it becomes a simple strike move, right? - Well, now that they were immature, I didn't have to use parallel thinking." "Right. When I'm young, I don't try to put it together poorly, but power and speed are more effective, and I need to hone the foundation.... but I didn't know you'd keep your arms so blunt." "What a miserable loser you don't know." Scarlet Snow's laid back voice and the sounding answer of the Beast King's heartbroken, with the mockery of the Horn, "You... Huh! Forced to rise with an angry look, Levan's feelings without a place to go, all of which were directed towards Scarlet Snow. "Forgive me!! I scream and dance to Scarlet Snow. The figure could not be described as a sophisticated move in flattery, but was a beast of help that shattered confidence and pride and struck as emotional. Still, the left elbow of Scarlet Snow spinning counter-clockwise through the mid-stage thrust emitted in a half-reflective fashion - fully rotated, which unleashed Levan's pigeon tail. "Yikes." "Gu Hu..." Along with being blown away a few meters, all the air in Levan's lungs was about to be expelled from his body and rapidly wrapped in a dark veil of faint consciousness. "Hold on, Brother Levan! On the verge of falling into total darkness, Levan felt a familiar sister-in-law's voice and a hot drip wetting her cheeks, opening her blurred eyes. Apparently, I'm falling in big letters. I try to cover myself with that. Asmina is crying and calling. It was less than a few seconds of loss of consciousness, but that seems to have been the result of resetting anger emotions and launching them in a blank state. - I'm crying. For me...... I made him cry. My sister-in-law (Asmina) guides herself from the bottom of her heart. When she realized how she looked, Levan felt her chest scratched 27615;. And at the same time, Levan reprimands the self of his master, the Beast King, and at the same time his harsh gaze, which he still does not abandon. He also noticed the sentiments of care and apprehension in Scarlet Snow's eyes, which defeated him, and was about to be bored with shame without a place for him. - I don't know what I was doing... Called "The Successor of the Beast King," etc., he became a heavenly dog, and he was strong, he could do anything if he wanted to, and from such pride, he only ever lived on his own without thinking about what was around him. As a result, I had stopped even skipping myself around. And the moment I broke down my confidence that I was strong, unbeatable, by a girl far smaller than me, that chronic mind became a resentment towards the other person rather than looking to my own immaturity. How unusual. I don't take a step forward myself, even if I resent others. On the contrary, the only thing to wait for would be self-destruction. The moment I realized it, there was a fire all over Levan's body. - You can't just end up like this! Levan opened up a little bit. The eyes were not cloudy at the moment. "It's good, Asmina. Don't worry about it." Smile and gently stroke your sister-in-law (Asmina) 's head with a pomp, as she did when she was a child. "... Dear Brother Levan (in)? Levan, who managed to get up if he was sweating while enduring all the pain and nausea in his body as it was, bowed his head toward Scarlet Snow. "Your Majesty, may I ask you to compete now? "Yes. Welcome." Heading to Scarlet Snow, who smiled happily, thanking him again and taking his place. "Levan, the next head of the N. Gerb clan, I'm coming." "Scarlet Snow, Lord of the Crimson Imperial Empire. Take it and stand." At the same time as we ended our greetings to each other, Levan stepped in. To be honest, he wasn't in a state where he could fight, but still squeezes his remaining strength and releases a straight ram toward Scarlet Snow. Unlike before, speed is the one that has fallen extraordinarily, but it has been a faithful move to the basics where there is no futile movement. Smile and reward Scarlet Snow with the same poke. The moment each other's moves crossed, between Levan and Scarlet Snow, there was a pungent, dry sound. And... Slowly Levan's body collapsed at the present time in Asmina, where he stuffs his breath and watches. I guess the spirit and body crossed the limits, but the face was colored with deep satisfaction. Leaving the aftermath to Asmina, who rushed over, Scarlet Snow grinned bitterly at the left-hand remaining paralysis that took Levan's last poke. "Well, in total, did you manage to have three minutes? "I put a lot of waste on it, but that's the point." The Beast King answers the Scarlet Snow inquiry without breaking his stern face. "- Hmm. Well, I guess I had some temper." I also looked at Levan with the eye that I had reviewed Akaho somewhat. "I'm glad I didn't have to abstain before qualifying anyway." Jesus Christ, Scarlet Snow shook his head.
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ใ€Œใ”ไธๅฟซใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅงซ?ใ€ ใซ่จŠใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไธ€็žฌ่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ไธๅฟซใ ใ‘ใฉไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐๆ‹›ใ‹ใ‚Œใ–ใ‚‹ๅฎขใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ“ใฎๆซ“ใซใฏๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ้ฃŸใˆใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ๆœจใฎๅฎŸใ‚„้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใ€้ฃฒใฟ็‰ฉใชใฉใŒไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๆญ“ๅพ…ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ไบบ้–“ใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใพใ™ใใใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š้™คใ„ใฆๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ๅปŠไธ‹ใซ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚’ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ้€ฒ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅคงไผšไบˆ้ธใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใƒ„ใƒ–ใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘!? ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ‚ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใจใ€ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ ผใพใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใชๅคฉๆถฏใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......?ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๆ—ใฎๅคฉๅน•ใซใฏ็ทŠๅผตใŒๆผ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€่ชฟๅญใฏใฉใ†ใ ใจใ‚‚? ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๅคฉๅน•ๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใงๆบ–ๅ‚™้‹ๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใ€ใใฎๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆฐดๅˆ†ใฎ่ฃœ็ตฆใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใชใซใ’ใชใ ใ€Œใธใƒปใƒปใƒป้™›ไธ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ“ใซ......ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ?? ่ฒด่ณ“ๅธญใซใ„ใพใ™...ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ๅ…ˆใ€ไผšๅ ดใฎใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€5mใปใฉใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฎ่ˆžๅฐใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใฃใŸไธธๅคช้€ ใ‚Šใฎๆซ“ใฎไธŠใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œๆ›ฟ็Ž‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ€ๆ›ฟ็Ž‰ใฃใฆใ€ๅฝฑๆญฆ่€…ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใงใ™ใ‹......?ใ€ ๅ™‚ใซใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใ‚ใฃใกใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’็ใ—ใ’ใซ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใ€็งใ‚’ๆจกใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉ่ฟ‘ใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใจๅŒบๅˆฅใฏใคใ‹ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ 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้ฃพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใฎใชใ„้ป’ใฎใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰็ด ็›ดใชๆ„ŸๆƒณใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ใฎใปใ†ใ‚‚ใƒ™ใƒซใƒˆใง่ชฟๆ•ดใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅคงใใใฆ้‡ใ„ใ‹ใช......ใพใ‚ใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ่ปฝใๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ›ใŒใใ‚Œใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ†ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€้‡ใ•ใ‚‚ๅคงใใ•ใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ่‰ฏใ„ๅ…ทๅˆใซใ€่‡ชๅ‹•ใง่ชฟๆ•ดใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฎๅŠ›ใ‚‚็™บๆฎใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ โ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆใ€่ชฐใŒ่ชใ‚ใชใใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ›ใ‚’ใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใจ่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฟƒใฎไธญใ ใ‘ใงใใ‚Œใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘่ถณใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ€Žๅ‡„ใไธˆๅคซใช้˜ฒๅ…ทใ€ใจใ ใ‘ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆฎŠๅ‹ใช้ก”ใง้ ทใใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚็งใŒๆŒใฃใฆใฆใ‚‚ไฝฟใ„้“ใŒใชใ„ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€่ฒด้‡ใชใƒขใƒŽใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้“ๅ…ทใฏ้“ๅ…ทใ•ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ๆœ€ๅผทใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ๅ‡„ใ„ใƒฌใ‚ขใงไฝฟใ†ใจ่€ไน…ๅบฆใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจๅ€‰ๅบซใซใ—ใพใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŠฃใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใงๆˆฆใ†ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใจใ‹ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใงใฉใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง่บŠ่บ‡ใชใใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ไฝฟใ„ๆฝฐใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ้ ‚ๆˆดใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซๆฅใฆใ€็พๅœจใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใŒๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้‹ๅ‘ฝใชใ‚“ใฆไฟกใ˜ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚็ธใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไบบใฎใ‚ชใƒƒใƒ‘ใ‚คๆ‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅค‰ๆ…‹ใฎๆŒใก็‰ฉใชใฎใงใ€ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ใ€ ใ€ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงๅง‹ใพใฃใŸไบˆ้ธ็ฌฌไธ€ๅ›žๆˆฆใ€‚ ็…ๅญๆ—ใฎๆฌกๆœŸ้ ญ้ฆ–ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณVSๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ไผšๅ ดโ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚่’ๅœฐใ‚’ๆ•ดๅœฐใ—ใฆใ€็›ธๆ’ฒใฎๅœŸไฟตใฟใŸใ„ใซ100ใ‚’ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰1ๆฎตๅœŸ็››ใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ็ฒ—ๆœซใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ๅŒๆ–นใฎ้ƒจๆ—ๅŠใณใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฆๅˆใ‚’ๆŽงใˆใŸ้ƒจๆ—ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰็››ใ‚“ใชๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ€’ๅฃฐใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใซๆฏ”ในใ€็…ๅญๆ—ใฎๆ–นใซใ‚คใƒžใ‚คใƒ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚Šใซๆฌ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใพใงใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจๅŒใ˜ใใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่„†ๅผฑใชๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅฅณใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใง่ˆใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใŒใฆๅฏฉๅˆคๅฝนใฎๅˆๅ›ณใงใ€ๅŒๆ–นใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใŒ่ฉฆๅˆไผšๅ ดใฎไธญๅคฎใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€• ใ€Œ......้•ใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฃใฝใ„ใญใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅฏพๆˆฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€้šฃใง่ฆณๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆณกใ‚’้ฃŸใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๆŽดใฟใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใฃใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ?! ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!? ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎๅฅณใฃใฆใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œ...ใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏ็‰นๅˆฅใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใใ€ ใ‚ขใƒฌๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ใ‚Šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏใ€ไธ€่จ€ใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ดใƒ„ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่บซ้•ทใฏ2m่ฟ‘ใใ€ๅคชใ„็œ‰ใซ้‹ญใ„็›ฎใ€ๅ››่ง’ใ„้กŽๅ…ˆใฏ2ใคใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…จ่บซใฎ็ญ‹่‚‰ใฏใฏใกๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ไบŒใฎ่…•ใฎๅคชใ•ใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒธๅ‘จใ‚Šใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ƒธใ ใ‹่ƒธ็ญ‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„่†จใ‚‰ใฟใฏใฏใกๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใƒ“ใ‚ญใƒ‹ใซไผผใŸใ‚ขใƒผใƒžใƒผใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€8ใคใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่…น็ญ‹ใ‚„ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใพใ‚ใ‚„ใ‹ใ•ใฎใพใฃใŸใใชใ„ใ€Žๅ…„่ฒดใฎๅฐป!ใ€ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎใŠๅฐปใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ถณใซใ„ใŸใ‚‹ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚‚ใ€ๅทจๆœจใฎๆ นใŒ็ตกใฟๅˆใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ญ‹่‚‰ใฎๅกŠใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใซใ€็”ณใ—่จณ็จ‹ๅบฆใซใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ต่€ณใŒๅž‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎ้™็•Œใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณ่ถ…ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใใณใˆใ‚‹ๅฏพๆˆฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใปใฃใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰้ ๆ…ฎใฏ็„ก็”จใ ใชใ€‚ ็ท‹้›ชใซใฏใ‚ใ‚ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅฅณๆ€ง็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒๅฟธๆ€ฉใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ด›ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€Žๆˆฆๅฃซใ€ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉๅคฑ็คผใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ช็„ถใจๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€่ฒดๅฅณใŒ1ๅ›žๆˆฆใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซไธๅฟซใใ†ใช้ก”ใง็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“? ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใŒ็ด›ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใๅผทๆ•ตใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’้ ๆ…ฎใชใใถใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ไธ€็žฌใ€ๅ‘†ใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจๅ‡„็ตถใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใ‚“ใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚ˆใชใ‚ˆใ—ใŸๅŠใ‚„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใฎ็”ทใ ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ•ใฆใฏๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ‚ˆใปใฉใ„ใ„ๅฅณใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใจ็ท‹้›ชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒฌใซใฏใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„ๅฅณใŸใกใŒใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚...ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใฏใ€ใ€Žใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใชใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใƒ•ใƒณใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใซๅ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€Žใ„ใ„็”ทใ€ใจ่ชใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€ใงใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใชใ!ใ€ ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ใฎๅˆๅ›ณใจๅคช้ผ“ใŒ้ณดใ‚Šใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๆ‹ณใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏ่ตคใ„2mใปใฉใฎ ใ€Œใตใ‚“!ใ€ ๆฐ—ๅˆใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎๆŒใคๆฃใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ก”้ขใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ่บฑใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใ€Œไผธใณใ‚!ใ€ ๆฃใŒไบˆๆƒณใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซ่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹้€Ÿๅบฆใงๆป‘ใ‚Šใ€็›ฎ็ฎ—ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ก”้ขใธใจๅˆฐ้”ใ—ใ€็กฌใ„้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซใใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ่ก€็›ธใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€ใ„ใพใซใ‚‚้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฎฅใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ใŽใ‚ŠใŽใ‚Šใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใŒ้–“ใซๅˆใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่ทณใ‚“ใงๅจๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใปใฉใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฅๅนฒ้™บใ—ใ„็›ฎใงใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎๆŒใค่ตคใ„ๆฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใฎใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ใ€Žๅฆ‚ๆ„ๆฃ’ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅ‡บๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š่ฃใงใชใซใ‹้™ฐ่ฌ€ใŒๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€ๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅฅณใจ่ฆชใ—ใ’ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆตฎๆฐ—ใฎๅฟƒ้…ใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅ›ใ‚‚ใƒ–ใƒฌใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€
The battle of the Beast Nation, whose qualification determines the next Beast King, will run for three days from today at the "Devil Wolf's Feeding Ground" at the foot of the Holy Land "Holy Beast Hill" here in the Kingdom of Cres. By the way, a similar qualification will be held in "The Ground Dragon Sleeping Bed" on the other side of the hill, where the winners from both sides, who have won the qualification in "Holy Beast Hill" as the final match, will bump into each other on Day . That's why I'm now coming to the 'Devil Wolf's Bait Ground' at the qualifying venue - the VIP room built there... "... this is a good quarantine." I sighed as I instinctively perceived this threat, remembering that my hips had been pulled apart while I was in the tent county on the other side of the venue, overlooking the qualifying venue, and the clan chiefs and elders of the Beast clan. It's more of a ceiling pier than a VIP seat, isn't it, this? "Are you offended, Princess? Asked by a tuxedo standing beside him, I thought for a moment and answered honestly. "- I'm uncomfortable, but I can't help it. If you try that, you're an uninvited guest." In fact, no one is willing to entertain this cunt, just because it is lined with nuts, food, drinks, etc. "If you'll excuse me for a moment, I'll get rid of the cause right now? The feeling of ending the garbage that is falling in the hallway, the heavenly life of bowing your head with ease and propaganda. No, what are we going to do with it before qualifying for the tournament starts? "You don't have to do that, but, well, if you want to be on your own, I'll let you be on your own. - And so on. Can you do me a favor, Heaven?" "Ha...? โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ There was tension in the tents of the Lions (N. Gerb) when they competed in Game of Qualifying Round . "Hey, how's it going, both of you? Is there any effect of yesterday's injury? Levan, who was exercising prep in the square in front of the tent, and Asmina, who was wiping that sweat, rehydrating it, and touching her brother-in-law's (oh dear) body without hesitation, flattened out and opened her mouth, and saw my face wearing a robe from my head to make it unobtrusive. "To... Your Majesty...? "Why are you here... is that it?? I'm in the VIP seat... right? At the tip of Asmina's finger, you can see it from anywhere in the venue, on a round-tailed makeover that has become like a m high stage, I look down on my (,,) flat face. "Oh, that's Kaiyu" "Or is Kaitama, the Shadow Warrior...? Asmina takes a rare look at me over there with the face that I've heard rumors but I've never seen it before. "Well, to be precise, it's a magic puppet that mimics me, but I don't think you can tell the difference unless you look so close." Nevertheless, if you stop by, it's obvious how 'dolls' feel because of the texture of the skin, the movement of the eyes, and the temperature. How stupid of you not to notice. I'm not saying who. And when I saw the real thing, a rare person (barely) glanced at me and said, "Give me one!" I've begged, so I left it bogged down. So, because of the camouflage, the heaven standing next to the doll has a sinister face, but I knew this kind of entertainment wouldn't be funny unless I looked at it in a rash. "That's what got me sneaking out, but you seem to be doing better" Looks like he finally returned to me after being talked to, and Levan gave me a much more enjoyable grin on his mouth. Yeah, thanks to you. From now on, the game - no, even though it's a death match, I can't feel anything like feelings or grief there at all. Or he smiled like a blue sky with no spots as sunshine. - This is, like, a lot of overnight stuff. I felt like Levan would be able to compete pretty well with him right now, and I'm glad too. "That's good. - Yeah. You look good today. It's okay, you can win." "Thank you. Nevertheless, it was His Majesty who blew up the useless ole until yesterday, so I promise I won't fight like no other today" "Sort of." You mean we'll do everything we can before we win. Yeah, yeah, you can seriously expect this. "... Um Wow, Your Majesty" Somehow there hung a strangely drooling voice of Asmina. I was looked at with my eyes like a bottomless cave, and I shook my neck sideways with all my haste. "... well, that's a lot lighter, anyway, but you don't wear protective gear or anything? Levan's costume was little different from his usual ethnic clothing, so much so that there were no sleeves on either hand to make it easier to move when it came to the difference. "Oh, extra protective equipment can get in the way of movement. - Is that bad? "Um, I don't think it would be a problem if it were normal, but this time I'd say there's a powerful weapon out there on the other side, and you should probably wear the least amount of protective equipment? At that time, Fufu had a tea glare, and I put some gear out of my hip storage back and showed it to Levan. - Is that your armor and toenail? Seeing that in black with no decorations, honest thoughts spill out of Levan's mouth. Received Levan equipped it. "Dry General" is a long-handed bag with a penetration through his arm, and "Moya" can be adjusted with a belt, so he should be able to equip it again. "Kind of big and heavy... well, not enough to get in the way" Revan's thoughts on moving his hands and feet lightly. "That's good. If you get to a level commensurate with it, it will automatically adjust to just the right weight and size, and I can use my original power." - And who won't admit it and I'll admit you as the Beast King? I added that only in my heart. "Well, for now, you just have to think of it as' very sturdy protective equipment '." Levan nods with a special face over my words. "Okay. I'll borrow it." "No, that's fine. I'll give it to you. I have no use for it." "Is it good, in precious things? Tools are tools. That's it, you got the strongest sword, but when you use it with awesome rarity, you go into the warehouse because it's less durable and less wasteful, and there's a player who fights with a weapon inferior to that, but in my case, don't use something. Which one? I didn't hesitate to feel that, I was using it more and more, but hey. "Okay. Thank you very much." Levan to receive a courtesy. The equipment of the former Beast King comes to my disposal and the successor to the present Beast King receives it. I don't believe in destiny, but maybe this kind of thing is on the edge. "- Well, actually, you don't even want to have it because it's a perverted possession of people rubbing their opium" "Ha..." With a subtle face, Levan drops her gaze on 'Kanji' and 'Moya'. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ That's why the first round of qualifying started. Chloe, the adventurer of the next head of the Lion clan, the Levan VS 'i. Even so, the venue - which is just crude enough to tidy up the wasteland and soil 0 m square from around like a sumo mound - is booming cheer and rage from officials from both tribes surrounding and from tribes that have refrained from the match from going forward, but compared to the opponent, the lion tribe lacks a good boost because, like Levan until yesterday, the opponent is a fragile one, but also a woman. Eventually, on the referee's signal, representatives from both sides moved to the center of the game venue. "... I don't know, are you? Sounds like you're not a player." I twisted my neck when I saw Levan's opponent, the Lady Adventurer of the Lady Tribe. Meanwhile, the way Asmina ate the bubbles watching the game next door, she stuffed me with momentum that just grabbed her. "Why, what, is that?! Is that a rabbit?!? Are all adventurer women, oh?" "... hey, I don't know if I'm special" Chloe, the female adventurer of the Hu tribe, who was called out to her, was gotten laid in a nutshell. He is nearly 2m tall, has sharp eyes on his thick brow, a square jaw tip divided into two pieces, his whole body muscles are just ripped off, his arms are about my chest thick, he doesn't know if it's his chest or chest muscles. The swelling is all ripped off, plus he wears armor that resembles a bikini, so he doesn't have abs split into eight pieces or any feminine mellows at all: "My brother's ass! 'It feels like an ass. And the lines on his feet from there were also masses of muscle as if the roots of giant trees had been intertwined. Above its head, I have a lop ear rabbit ear dripping to my apologies. Yeah, that's beyond the limits of a player character, in a way. Levan sighed heartily when he saw his opponent soaring in front of him. - Good. You don't need to be shy about this. Though I told Scarlet Snow, I'm sure there was something inside me that still raised my hand against the woman. But in front of you is the undisputed 'warrior'. Then it would be disrespectful. That's why I had it in my mouth naturally. "-Good, your opponent in WW1." Chloe frowns with an uncomfortable face at the word. "Am I licking my balls? "No, I'm not. Because you are indisputably a strong enemy. That's why I don't hesitate to hit my own power. I'm glad to hear that." For a moment, Chloe looked frightened, but the next moment, she grinned incredibly. "Hmm, you'd be happy to say something. So-so man, I think. - Now I can see there's such a good woman around." Levan answered with a bitter smile when he saw Scarlet Snow with his sister-in-law (or rather), who was blinking under the playing field. "Right. I have wasted women. [M]... By the way, is my rating 'so-so'? "- Hung, if you beat Atashi, I'll admit 'good man'! "Well, then don't hesitate! As soon as I did, I said, "Here we go!" The signal and drums rang, Levan fisted, and Chloe set up a stick (kon) of about 2m red - usually made of wood with a bar-shaped strike weapon, but this seems to be made of metal -. "Hmm!" Raise your temper and the tip of Chloe's stick approaches Levan's face. At that moment I tried to spare you, "Stretch!" The stick slipped at a rate far exceeding expectations, reaching the face of a broken Levan, blowing its body with a hard sound. "Dear Brother Levan, I forgive Asmina for changing her blood phase and riding herself out all the time. "It's okay, I've got my girdle guard in time, and it seems to be flying flashy, but it's not as damaging as it looks because it's jumping from me and killing the power" Then, with a slightly harsh eye, I saw Chloe's red stick. "Isn't that the" E. H. O. "and" Eternal Horizon Online "drop item," Ruyi Stick "? It's not something that goes out normally, and I guess there's some kind of conspiracy going on back there..." Asmina turns to me like that and looks worried. "Are you okay? "I think so." "Before the other game, Dear Brother Levan (who is here), I was talking to that woman intimately, don't you think you have to worry about cheating? "... you don't brace either"
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็ด”ๅ›ฝ็”ฃMMORPGใจใ—ใฆๆ•ฐ็คพๅ…ฑๅŒใง้–‹็™บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ >ๆญฃๅผ่กจ่จ˜ใฏใ€ŽETERNAL HORIZON ONLINEใ€(้€š็งฐใ€ŽEใƒปHใƒปOใ€ใ€ใ€Žใ‚จใ‚ฟใƒ›ใƒฉใ€) >ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ปใƒ—ใƒˆใฏใ€Ž็Ž‹้“ใซใ—ใฆ็„ก้™ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅ†…ๅฎน็š„ใซใฏ็‰นใซ็›ฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ•ใฏใชใ„ใŒ่‡ช็”ฑๅบฆใŒ้žๅธธใซ้ซ˜ใ„ใŸใ‚1ไบบใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒๆง˜ใ€…ใชใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใง้•ทใ้Šในใ‚‹ใ€‚็พๅœจๅฏๅ‹•ใ‹ใ‚‰5ๅนด็›ฎใ€‚ >ไธญไธ–ใƒจใƒผใƒญใƒƒใƒ‘้ขจใฎไธ–็•Œใซไบบ้–“ใ‚„ไบœไบบใ€็ฃไบบใ€ๅทจไบบใ€้ญ”ไบบใชใฉใŒไฝใฟใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅพ˜ๅพŠใ—ใ€ๅ„ๅœฐใซใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใกใชไธ–็•Œ่ฆณใ ใŒใ€็จฎๆ—้–“ๆŠ—ไบ‰ใชใฉใฏใชใ(ใ‹ใคใฆใฏๆŠ—ไบ‰ใ‚„ๅทฎๅˆฅใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒ)็พๅœจใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซไบ’ใ„ใซไธๅฏไพตๆก็ด„ใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ >ๅŸบๆœฌ็„กๆ–™ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ่ชฒ้‡‘ๅˆถใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ชฒ้‡‘ใงๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆญฆๅ™จใŒ่ฒทใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่จณใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใง็„ก่ชฒ้‡‘ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ >่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๅˆฉ็‚นใฏ็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คๅข—ๅŠ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„็”Ÿ็”ฃ่ชฟๆ•ดใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅ…จใฆ่‡ชใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎ่ฆ‹ๆ „ใˆใซๅๆ˜ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ >ไพ‹ใจใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅˆใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’DLใ—ใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฏ1ใ‚ขใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใƒˆใง2ๅใพใงใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ไฝœๆˆๅฏ่ƒฝ(ไธปไบบๅ…ฌใ‚‚ไธ€ๅฟœใ‚ตใƒ–ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎ็ตถ่ณ›ๆ”พ็ฝฎ)ใงใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆŒ™ใ’ใŸไบบ้–“ใ‚„ไบœไบบ(ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใ€ใƒ›ใƒ“ใƒƒใƒˆ)ใ€็ฃไบบ(ใƒฏใƒผใ‚ฆใƒซใƒ•ใ€ใƒฏใƒผใ‚ญใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใƒฏใƒผใƒฉใƒ“ใƒƒใƒˆ)ใ€ๅทจไบบใ€้ญ”ไบบใฎ9็จฎ้กžใ‹ใ‚‰้ธๆŠžๅฏ่ƒฝใ€‚ >ใ“ใ“ใง่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€Žใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ ็จฎๆ—ๆฑบๅฎšใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงไฝŽ็ขบ็Ž‡(ใŠใ‚ˆใ0.2~0.5%ใจๆŽจๅฎš)ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎ็จฎๆ—(็พๅœจ็ขบ่ชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€้พไบบใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ€ๅธ่ก€้ฌผ(ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏๅธ่ก€ๅงซ)ใ€ๅฆ–็‹ใฎ4็จฎ้กž)ใŒ้ธๆŠžใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹(ไธปไบบๅ…ฌใฏๅฅ‡่ทก็š„ใซๆ•ฐๅ›žใงๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ‚’้ธๆŠžใงใใŸ)ใ€‚ >ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใƒกใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใฏ่‡ช็”ฑๅบฆใŒ้ซ˜ใ่บซ้•ทใ€ไฝ“้‡ใ€ๅนด้ฝขใ€3ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใชใฉ็ดฐใ‹ใ่จญๅฎšใงใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้š›ใซ่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€้ก”ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใ‚„้ซชๅž‹ใชใฉใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็จฎ้กžใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹(ใชใŠใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใฏไบบ้–“ใซ่ฟ‘ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจๆ—ฅๆœฌไบบใฏ็‰นใซไธๅฟซๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไบบๆฐ—ใ‚คใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅŸบใซใชใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚คใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใŒใใฎใพใพ่‡ช็„ถใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ขจใซๅ‡ฆ็†ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ใ€‚ ใฎ่จญๅฎšๅนด้ฝขใฏ13ๆญณใงใ€143cmใ€34kgใ€BWH=74ใƒป50ใƒป76 >ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฏใ€Ž่‡ช็”ฑ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒ›ใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใงใ€Žๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ€ใจใ—ใฆ็™ป้Œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธญใซใฏๅฝ“ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ€‹ไฝ“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹(ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใพใฃใŸใใฎใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ )ใ€‚็‰นๆฎŠ็จฎๆ—ใฏๅ…จใฆๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๆœ‰ใ‚Š(ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฏใ€Ž้ญ”็œผใ€ใงใ€ >MOBใฏไธ€้ƒจใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆๆ•็ฒใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใงๆ•็ฒๅฏ่ƒฝ(็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎHPใ‚’ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธ‹ใซ่ฝใจใ•ใชใ„ใจไธๅฏ)ใ ใŒใ€MOBใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซๅๆฏ”ไพ‹ใ—ใฆๆ•็ฒ็ขบ็Ž‡ใŒไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใฎใง่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใง็ขบ็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใ„ไธญ็›คไปฅ้™ใฏใปใผๆ•็ฒไธ่ƒฝใ€‚ใพใŸใ€MOBใฎไธญใซใ‚‚ใพใ‚Œใซๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใƒฌใ‚ขๅ€‹ไฝ“ใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒๆ•็ฒใ—ใ€้‘‘ๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใพใง้•ใ„ใ‚’ๅˆคๅˆฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ BOSSใฏ้€šๅธธใฎใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใ‚„ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๆ•็ฒๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใŒใ€่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใชใ„ใจใพใšๆ•็ฒใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ€‚ >็งฐๅทใฏใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‚„ๅฎŸ็ธพใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆ่‡ชๅ‹•็š„ใซไป˜ไธŽใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎไธŠไฝใƒฉใƒณใ‚ซใƒผใ‚„ๆœ‰ๅไบบใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏใ€้‹ๅ–ถๅดใ‹ใ‚‰้Šใณๅฟƒใงๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ็งฐๅทใ‚’่ดˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Š(็ท‹้›ชใฎใ€Ž ใ€ใฎไป–ใ€Ž >ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฏใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ99ใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่ปข็”Ÿใ—ใฆไธŠ็ดš็จฎๆ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใŒใ€่ปข็”ŸๅพŒใฏใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ1ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ†ใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒˆใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€ๅธ่ก€ๅงซโ†’ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ(็œŸ็ฅ–)โ†’ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ(ๅง‹็ฅ–)โ†’ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ(็ฅž็ฅ–)ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ๅŸบ็คŽ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎๅ‘ไธŠใฎไป–ใ€ๆ—ฅไธญใฎHPใƒปMPๆธ›ๅฐ‘็Ž‡ใฎๆธ›ใฎไป–ใ€ๅผฑ็‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹่–ๅฑžๆ€งๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚„้Š€ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ็Ž‡ใฎๆธ›ๅฐ‘ใชใฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹(็ฅž็ฅ–ใฏใปใผ็„กใ„ใŒใ€ไป–ใฎๅฑžๆ€งใซๆฏ”ในใฆๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒๅŠ ็ฎ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹)ใ€‚ >ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠๅˆคๅฎšใŒใ‚ทใƒ“ใ‚ขใง(้€†ใซๅผฑ็‚นใซๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ซใƒซใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„)ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใƒญใƒƒใ‚ฏๆฉŸ่ƒฝใชใฉใฏใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ™ในใฆ็›ฎ่ฆ–ใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ‚„ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€่€…ใฏ้€šๅธธใฎใƒขใƒ‹ใ‚ฟใƒผใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ฆ–็•ŒใŒใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใช
Supplementary "Eternal Horizon Online" Developed jointly by several companies as purely domestic MMORPG. > The official notation is' ETERNAL HORIZON ONLINE '(commonly known as' E H O ',' Etahora ') > The concept is "Make it King's Road and Infinite," which is not particularly novel in content but very liberal so one player can play for a long time in various plays. The fifth year since it is currently movable. > There are humans, subhumans, beasts, giants, demons, etc. living in a medieval European-style world. The common worldview is that monsters roam and there are dungeons everywhere, but there is no inter-racial resistance, etc. (although there used to be protests and discrimination) and now we basically have an inviolability treaty with each other. > It's basically free, item billing, but it doesn't mean that you can buy powerful weapons with billing, so you can enjoy that without charge. > The advantages of billing items will be to skip some EXP incremental items and production adjustment items, all reflecting the appearance of their own characters. > If you play the game first DL as an example, the player can create up to two characters in one account (the protagonist also made a subcharacter once but admirably abandoned) and can choose from nine different types of humans and subhumans mentioned earlier (elves, dwarves, hobbits), beasts (warwolves, warcats, warrabbits), giants, and demons. > Using the billing item 'Random Race Determination' here is a low probability (estimated at approximately . to .%) but other races than this (as currently confirmed, four types of dragon man, angel, vampire (bloodsucking princess for female characters) and demon fox) may be selected (the protagonist miraculously was able to choose a bloodsucking princess on several occasions). > Character making is more liberal and can be finely set in height, weight, age, three sizes, etc., but by using billing items at this time, we can add even more types such as face parts and hairstyles (note that the Japanese are particularly uncomfortable when characters are too close to humans, so the parts that form the basis of the popular illustrator are processing the illustration into a wind that is moving naturally as it is). Incidentally, Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) has a set age of years, 43cm, 34kg, BWH = 74, 50, 76 > Players start playing from where they register as' adventurers' in the 'Free City Ad-hoc'. > At this point, they are all 'unemployed (Nobis)', but some individuals have inherent skills from the beginning (this is completely random). All special races have unique skills (Blood Vampire Princess is "Demon Eye," twice as likely to capture Submissive Demons (Pets) as normal). > MOB can be captured on captured items except for some (it is not possible without dropping the opponent's HP to less than half), but it is almost incapable of being captured after the middle where it does not increase the probability on billed items because the probability of capture drops inversely proportional to the level of MOB. Rare individuals with unique skills are also rarely present in MOBs, but differences cannot be discerned until they are captured and appraised. BOSS can catch anything in a normal dungeon or field, but it's impossible to catch it first without using a billing item. > Titles are automatically awarded according to quests and achievements, but for the top rankers and celebrities in the game, they are sometimes given titles on their own by the operators in a playful manner (Scarlet Snow's "Lady Tian is graceful", other "single-altar combat kung fu", "self-driving suicide bombing", "Beast King Blade Free", etc.), and these people are also called "title holders" and other interesting halves. > The player can be reincarnated and become an advanced race when he reaches level 99, but after reincarnation, the level will be a restart from 1. For blood-sucking princesses, they become blood-sucking princesses - blood-sucking princesses (true ancestors) - blood-sucking princesses (divine ancestors), in addition to improving their basic abilities, decreasing the rate of HP and MP loss during the day, and decreasing the rate of attack damage caused by holy attribute attacks and silver weapons, which are weaknesses (there is almost no divine ancestry, but some damage is added compared to other attributes). > Since the game is cynical in hit judgment (which is also highly critical when it hits a weakness on the contrary) and so on, all need to be visually attacked, it is predominant for those who do some to wear a HMD "head-mounted display" with clearer vision to play in sync with the character's eyes, rather than a regular monitor.
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ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ไปฅไธŠใŒ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใงใฎใ‚ทใƒžใƒ ใƒฉใจ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎไบ‹ใฎ้ก›ๆœซใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ็›ด็ซ‹ไธๅ‹•ใฎใพใพใ€็”Ÿ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใช้ก”ๅง‹็ต‚ใ‚’่ชžใ‚Š็ต‚ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฏใ€ๅฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ตใ‚“ใง็œผๅ‰ใฎ็”ทโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€Ž้ป’ๅน•ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ€ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–ๆ•™้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€Ž่’ผ็ฅžใ€ใจ่ฎƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ™ในใฆใฎๅ…ƒๅ‡ถโ€•โ€•ใฎ็ˆฌ่™ซ้กžใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆญฉไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใŒ็”ทใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆ็„ก่จ€ใงๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคไปฃใƒญใƒผใƒžไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ๆžšๅธƒใฎไธŠ็€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฌใ‚’่บซใซ็บใฃใŸใใฎ็”ทใฏใ€่ฑชๅฅขใชๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใจ่‚˜ๆŽ›ใ‘ๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€้’ใ„้ฑ—ใง่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅŠไบบๅŠ้พใฎ็•ฐ็›ธใ‚’ไพฎ่”‘ใฎๅฝขใซๆญชใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅ‡บๆฅๆใชใ„ใฏ็„กไบ‹ใซๅ†ๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็ท‹้›ชใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ๅคงๆ–นไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ ใŒ......ใงใใ‚Œใฐๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ๆญปใชใ‚“็จ‹ๅบฆใซๅˆถ่ฃใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆ็ฝฎใใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ ๅปƒๅทจไบบ ็ดšๅพ“้ญ”ใŒ10ๅŒนไปฅไธŠๅฏ„ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅŸŽใ‚’ๅŠๅฃŠใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆ–ƒใ›ใŸใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใงโ€•โ€•ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใฏๆฅต็‚นไป˜่ฟ‘ใพใง้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ตใ‚ฏใ‚ต็ด›ใ‚Œใซใ‚ทใƒžใƒ ใƒฉใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ้‹ใณ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ—ใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏๆฎบๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸ ็ง€้บ—ใช็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใฆๅผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ‚’ใ€ๅ€ค่ธใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹็”ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซใใฎ็Šถๆณใงใฏๆ‰‹ใซไฝ™ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้€†ใซใ‚ˆใ็”Ÿใใฆๅธฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ๆœ€ไฝŽใงใ‚‚1ไบบใฏ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆจ็Ÿณใซใ—ใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„็”ทใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใŒๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ‚‚็‰‡็œ‰ใ‚’ๅŠใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใชใ—ๅดฉใ—ใซๅŒ็›Ÿ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚ไผ‘ๆˆฆใ‚’ใ—ใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ๅ…ฑ้€šใฎๆ•ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒžใƒ ใƒฉใฎ่„…ๅจใŒใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจไผ‘ๆˆฆใฏ็ ดๆฃ„โ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅณๅบงใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ›ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใฎๆƒ…ใซใงใ‚‚่จดใˆใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใซ็–‘ใ„ใฎ่‰ฒใŒๆตฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ๅœฐใง่กŒใ็”ทใฎๆ€งๆ ผใ‚’็†Ÿ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฏใ€ใ“ใจใ•ใ‚‰่ปฝใ„ไป•่‰ใง่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๆกไปถใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใ€‚ไฟบใจ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใŒไธ€็™บๅ‹่ฒ ใฎใ‚ฌใƒใƒณใ‚ณๅฏพๆฑบใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ1ๆ’ƒใงใ‚‚ๅฝ“ใฆใŸๆ–นใฎๅ‹ใกใ€‚่ฒ ใ‘ใŸๆ–นใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใซๅพ“ใ†......ใจใ„ใ†่ณญใ‘ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฉใ†ใชใฃใŸ?ใ€ ้ข็™ฝใใ†ใซๅ…ˆใ‚’ไฟƒใ™็”ทใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ใกใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใชใใ‚ƒใ“ใ“ใซๅฑ…ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใจ่จ€ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง้ ทใ็”ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‹......็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฅดใ‚‚็”˜ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงๆœ‰่€ถ็„ก่€ถใฎใ†ใกใซไบ‹ใฏ็ต‚ไบ†ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใซใฏใ€ใพใ ใ‚ทใƒžใƒ ใƒฉใฎ็œทๅฑžใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ่พบใ‚ŠใฎๅพŒๅง‹ๆœซใ‚‚ๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใฏNPCใฉใ‚‚ใŒ้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅง‹ๆœซใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไฟกๅพ’ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ๅคง้™ธใซไฝใ‚€ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ใ€ŽNPCใ€ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ™ใ‚‹็”ทใฎๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใ•ใซ่พŸๆ˜“ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่กจ้ขไธŠใฏๆฎŠๅ‹ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใง็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใคใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจไป–ๅ›ฝ้ ˜ใซใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใŒ้€ฒ้งใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ใใกใ‚‰ใฎๅพŒๅง‹ๆœซใฏๅธๅ›ฝใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ€่–้จŽๅฃซ้”ใซใฏๅธฐ้‚„ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไบ›ไบ‹ใฏๆ•™ไผšใฎๅนดๅฏ„ใ‚Šใฉใ‚‚ใซไปปใ›ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎๆšด่ตฐใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใŸๅ‰ไพ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†้‡˜ใฏๅˆบใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็”จใฏใชใ„ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€ใ—ใฃใ—ใฃใจ็Šฌใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฏใ€ๆธกใ‚Šใซ่ˆนใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€็คผใ—ใฆใใฎๅ ดใง็”ทใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใพใง็„ก่จ€ใงๅฑ…ใŸใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใŒใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใŸๅฃฐใง็”ทใซๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ไบœ่Œถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ€Žๅ‘ฝ็ ใ€ใฎๅ…‰ใŒๆถˆใˆใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใฎ?ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใฏใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฃ้š›ใซไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๅ‘ฝ็ ใฎไธ€ใคใ€‚ไบœ่Œถๅญใ‚’็คบใ™็ท‘ใฎ็‚ŽใŒๆถˆใˆใฆใ€ๅ…จไฝ“ใŒ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซๆฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ„ๅ‘ณใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏไธ€ใคใ€‚ๆœฌไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใจๅญ˜ๅœจใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆถˆๆป…ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใฎใงๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใฎ็”ทใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€็™บไฝœ็š„ใซใชใซใ‹ๅซใณใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ‚’ใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ้ป™ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ้š ใ™ๅฝขใงไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏไบ‹ๅพŒๅ‡ฆ็†ใซๅ›žใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„้–ขๅฟƒใฏใชใ„ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพ้ก”ใ‚‚ไธŠใ’ใชใ„็”ทใฎๆฐ—ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ€ๆƒใฃใฆ้€€ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใใฎๆฐ—้…ใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็”ทใฏ็‹ฌใ‚Šใ”ใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็ท‹้›ชใจใฎๆŽฅ่งฆใงๆ‚ชๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใชๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆฝฐใ—ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๅฃใซๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใ€ใจใ€Ž็ดซใ€ใฎ็‚Žใ‚’ๅฎฟใ—ใŸๅ‘ฝ็ ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€ๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใงใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้šฃๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ๅคง่–ๅ ‚ใฎ้š ใ—้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฏใ€ใ„ใพใ ๆ†คๆ‡ฃใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ขจๆƒ…ใฎใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใ€ใฝใ‚“ใฝใ‚“ใจๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก่Œถใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚็”ŸใใŸๅฟƒๅœฐใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใžใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒไบœ่Œถใ•ใ‚“ๆ‰“็ฎ—ใจไธ‹ๅฟƒใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใซๅชšๅฃฒใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๅฅฝใใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไปฎใซใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฅณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†! ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅดใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ไฟบ้”ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ้“ๅ…ทใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„้“ๅ…ทใ‚„ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้‚ช้ญ”ใช้“ๅ…ทใฏ......ใ€ ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฟใ™ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ ใŒใ€่จ€่‘‰ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใใฎๅ…ˆใฏๅฎนๆ˜“ใซๆƒณๅƒใŒใคใใ€‚ ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‘ฝใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ็ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฎๆฐ—ใพใใ‚ŒใงๅฃŠใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใฎใ‚‚ๅฑใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŽŒใซไน—ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅŒ–็ฒง็“ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ไธญใฎ่ตค้ป’ใ„ๆถฒไฝ“ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใซใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ‡ไธ€ใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏไธ€ใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ชจใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใง้ ทใ„ใŸๅพŒใ€ใตใจใ€ๆ‚ชๆˆฏใฃใฝใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Žๅ‹ใกใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ‹ใ€ใฉใฎๅฃใŒใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใชใ€9ๅ‰ฃๅ…จ้ƒจ่บฑใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆœ€ไฝŽใงใ‚‚ๅผ•ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใถ็„ถใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ใ„ใ„่จณใ˜ใฟใŸ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใŒ็”Ÿๆš–ใ‹ใ„็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚็”ทใฎๅญใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใƒผใ€‚ๅฅณใฎๅญใซใ‚ฑใƒใƒงใƒณใ‚ฑใƒใƒงใƒณใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใ€่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ใญใƒผใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใชใ„ใฃใฆใ€่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ๅฐ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใจใ€้’ๅนดใฎใƒ ใ‚ญใซใชใฃใŸๅฃฐใจใŒใ€ใ—ใฐใ—ใ“ใ ใพใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ„ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใธใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใŒ้€šใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใฆๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚~ใ€ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆˆ‘ใŒๅฎถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซโ€•โ€•ใพใใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒปใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆ‘ใŒๅฎถใซใฏ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใฎๅฎขๅฎคใซๅฑ…ๅบงใ‚Šใ€ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚„ใŠ่Œถใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ซใƒ‘ใ‚ซใจใ€้ฆฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃฒใฟ้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใช่ชฟๅญใง่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„่ซธไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅ–‹ใ‚Šๆฒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใ‚‚ๅฏพๅ‡ฆใซๅ›ฐใฃใŸ้ขจใงใ€่ฆ–็ทšใงใƒœใ‚ฏใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฃใกใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงๅˆคๆ–ญใซ่ฟทใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใปใจใผใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ†ทใพใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๅŒ—้ƒจๅŸŸใงๅ•†ๅฃฒใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‚„่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ•†ๅฃฒใ‚’่ฉๆฌบใ ้จ™ใ‚Šใ ็Šฏ็ฝชใ ใจใ€ ใฉใ“ใฎใ€Ž่œ˜่››ใฎ็ณธใ€ใฎใ‚ซใƒณใƒ€ใ‚ฟใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œๅ•†ๅฃฒใฃใฆใชใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใŸใฎ?ใ€ใจใ€ใŠไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใง็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒใ‚นใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใพใš้‡‘่ฒจ2ๆžšใฎๆต„ๆฐด้ญ”ๅ…ทใ‚’่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใฆไผšๅ“กใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ไบบใซ็ดนไป‹ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ1ไบบใซใคใ้Š€่ฒจ50ๆžšใฎใƒžใƒผใ‚ธใƒณใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฃใฆใƒใ‚บใƒŸ่ฌ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใƒžใƒซใƒๅ•†ๆณ•ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆžถ็ฉบใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆ‰ฑใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚„ใชใ„ใ€ใพใฃใจใ†ใชๅ•†ๅฃฒใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๅฟƒๅค–ใ ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎไธปๅผตใซใ€ๅคงใ„ใชใ‚‹็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎไปถใงใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๅŠฉๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฎใŸใใ‚‰ใฟใŒใ‚ใฃใฆ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆฉ็”จใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†ๅฝขๅผไธŠใฏใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฐๅฐใงใใŸใฎใฏๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎใŠ้™ฐใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใจๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ“ใพใงๅฟƒใฎใ“ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚็ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใชใใ€ ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏๆ—ฅ้ ƒใฎ่กŒใ„ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใƒ ใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้บไฝ“ใฏใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้บไฝ“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไปฎๆญป็Šถๆ…‹ใ‹ใช? ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใซใ‚‚่˜‡็”Ÿใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅฐ†่ปๆ•ฐไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ๅฃŠใ›ใชใ„ใ€ใƒžใ‚คใƒŠใ‚น500ๅบฆใฎๆฐทใฎๆฃบใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใใ“ใซๅ†ทๅ‡ไฟๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‚ถใƒผใƒปใƒ•ใƒญใ‚นใƒˆใ‚„ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒปใƒ•ใƒญใ‚นใƒˆใจใ‹ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐท็ณปใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ็”Ÿๆฏใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ€ใ€Ž ้ฃŸๅพŒใฎใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚คใƒŠใ‚น500ๅบฆใจใ‹ใ€็‰ฉ็†ๆณ•ๅ‰‡็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใชใซใ‚’ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎไปถใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‹็ต‚ไบ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅพŒใฏใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใฎๆฎ‹ๅ…šๆ•ด็†ใจๅพฉ่ˆˆใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจ ใ€Œ...ใฏใฏใ‚ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใ‚’ไธปไฝ“ใจใ—ใŸ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎๆททๆˆ่ปใฃใฆใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใญ? ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Š็›พใซๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใฎๅŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰็š‡ๅฅณๆง˜ใซไธธใ‚่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นใฎ้ ˜ๅœŸใ‚’ๆŽ ใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‹ใ€ๅพฉ่ˆˆใจใ‹ใ ใจใŠ่ท็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ€ไฝ“ใ‚ˆใๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใง้™ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใพใŸๅ•†ๅฃฒใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€้Ÿœๆ™ฆใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใฎใพใพใ€ใฝใ‚Šใฝใ‚Šใจ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็งใซ้›‡ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒช?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใŒใ‚ฎใƒงใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆกไปถใจๅ†…ๅฎนๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ™ใชใใ€ ใŠใใ‚‰ใไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅฃฒใ‚Š่พผใฟใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—โ€•โ€•ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€้ฃ„ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๆ€ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‹ใชใ€‚่’ผ็ฅžโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœ€ๅคงใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒปใƒกใ‚ฟใƒœใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏ้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒžใ‚นใ ใฃใŸใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใงใใ‚Œใฐๅฆๅฎšใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใฏ้šๅˆ†ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ป’ๅน•ใ‚’ใ€Œ่›‡็”ทใ€ใฃใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใŒๆฑบๅฎš็š„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆ็ต„ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใ€Œ่›‡ใ€โ€•โ€•ใƒฌใ‚ข็จฎๆ—ใŸใ‚‹้พไบบใซ่ฉฒๅฝ“ใ—ใฆใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคใ€Œ้’ใ„้ฑ—ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฝผใ—ใ‹ๅฑ…ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉๅ„ชใ—ใใฆ้ขๅ€’่ฆ‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸๅฝผใŒใ€ไผใˆ่žใ่ก€ใ‚‚ๆถ™ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€Ž่’ผ็ฅžใ€ใจใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใใฆใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ๆŽขใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎไบˆๆƒณใŒๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใชใซใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้ ญใฎใƒใ‚ธใŒๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็›ดๆŽฅ้€ขใฃใฆ็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฅใ‹ๅพŒๆ–นใ€ๅคง้™ธไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€ๆฑบๆ„ใ‚’ๆ–ฐใŸใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚
Lesson : The Divine Man Dusk That's the end of what happened with Shimamura and Mr. Scarlet Snow in the air garden. Remaining upright immovable, when he finished speaking the whole story with a serious face, he pounded, pulling his mouth together and gazing into the reptile eyes of the man in front of him - called 'The Dark Curtain' from Scarlet Snow, and praised 'Aeon Episcopal Officials as' The Aeon God ', in a sense all the culprits. Behind a step back, Tamegoro turns away and silently refrains from gazing at the man. The man, dressed in Toga, a cloth jacket, like the ancient Romans, distorted the alien phase of half a dragon, covered in blue scales, into the form of contempt, while sitting on a lavish executive desk and elbow chair. "Hmm. That failure was safely re-sealed and at Scarlet Snow's place? As expected... I would have liked to have kept it with me and put sanctions on it to the extent that I would have died." "Exactly under that circumstance, you couldn't afford that much. Abandoned giants (yotun) after sealing Shimamura are completely out of control... no, that's 'fanaticism'. In an untouchable situation, other than ours, Scarlet Snow and this massive battle (Reid) class squire wanted to stop by, and halved the castle, but managed to kill it - and when they realized it, the air garden was moving to near the pole, and Shimamura was transported somewhere in a crisp way, and there was a massive battle (Reid) class squire surrounded by dozens of dozens of dozens of dozens of dozens of dozens of dozens of them, and they escaped with their lives." A man who looks to treasure his brilliant eyebrows and elucidates them. "Huh. Well, were you left with the boulder in that situation? - No, on the contrary, it's something I could have lived and returned to a lot. I thought at least one of them would die." Tamegoro secretly bit his back teeth into the attitude of a man who only thought of himself as a complete throwaway stone, lifting a lapoku one-eyebrow. "No, alliance to collapse... No, even though we have a temporary truce, we no longer have the threat of our common enemy, Shimamura, so nature and truce are destroyed - Scarlet Snow has also turned his sword instantly" "Hmm. That's what I used to get away with. Did you appeal to Scarlet Snow's love? The colour of suspicion floated in the eyes of the man. Knowing the character of a man who would go on earth to "Nobody Believes (Trust No One)," Lapoche shrugged his shoulders with all the lighter tricks. "Yeah, I was offered terms. Me and Mr. Scarlet Snow have a one-shot pussy showdown. Win if you hit your opponent even with one blow first. If you lose, follow the other party's advice..." "So what happened? A man who looks funny and prompts ahead. "I won. - Otherwise, I wouldn't be here." A man nodding with a convincing face at the rapturous words he answers in a natural tone. "Hmm. Well, well... the Scarlet Snow guy is a sweet thing too" "That's why it feels like things are over while you're there. Of course, the Principality of Youth will still have Shimamura's family, so we'll need the rest of it." "That's what the NPCs will do." Including his followers, he opens himself up to the arrogance of a man who treats humans living on the continent as' NPCs', yet on the surface he hammers them with a special attitude. "Then there can't be a regular army stationed on the territory of another country forever. We'll leave you to the Empire, and we'll give the knights an order to return." "You can leave that amount of things to the elderly of the Church...... no, because there's a precedent for missing the Great Pope's rampage, stab the nails one day" That said, I wave to get rid of the dog snugly just because I don't need it anymore. If I just wanted to cut the story off, I would just be a boat on the crossing, and I turned my back on the man on the spot with a gratuity. and -. Until then, Tamegoro, who had been silent, asked the man with a voice that pushed his emotions to death. "Before I do, I'd like to make sure. What do you mean, Mr. Atcha's 'life beads' light is out? If you ask me, take a look, one of the life beads that was lined up on the wall. It was in my eyes that the green flame showing the sub-tea seeds disappeared and the whole thing was bright white and cloudy. One thing this means. It refers to the total extinction of his life and existence. "I betrayed him, so I killed him." So what happened, to the attitude of the man in the tone, he praised Tamegoro, who shouted something episodically, in a way that raised his right hand to silence, and Lapoku held her shoulder and hid it behind his back. "... so we turn to post-processing" Just because you no longer care, the two of you leave together before you change your mind about a man who won't even look up silently. Where the signs had completely disappeared, the man was alone. "- Hmm. You're still adversely affected by your contact with Scarlet Snow. Shall I crush you just in case you make a funny move" I glance at the beads of life with the flames of 'silver' and 'purple' hanging on the wall. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Meanwhile, from the top floor on the transfer magic formation, from the 'Tower of the Pale God' to the hidden room of the adjacent cathedral, Pompous slapped Tamegolo's head with a flair that he still had no reason to be angry. "Don't be impotent. I didn't even feel alive." "Because not really! That's sub tea, I didn't really like it because I was selling it to him, but still, it would be my own woman, assuming! Lighten that up." "For him, both she and we, it means the only thing we're talking about is tools. Useless or intrusive tools like you get hurt..." It clouds the language, but I can easily imagine beyond without having to put it into words. Even at this moment, the beads of life related to his life may be destroyed at the whim of the man. "... keep the example given to you by Scarlet Snow away from your skin. It is also dangerous to keep it in storage space (inventory). Make sure you can use it anytime." Following the lappy words of peeling and whispering caution around him, Tamegoro nodded, removing from the storage space (inventory) something like a cosmetic bottle enough to ride on his palm, checking for the red and black liquid inside and into his pocket. "I know. I use one or eight in case. Because Scarlet Snow broke my bone." After nodding with a serious look, fu, a tamegoro with a pranky grin. "Nevertheless, 'I won' or whatever mouth you say, keep all nine swords covered" "... at least I'm not losing. At least it's a draw." With a blurry look, Tamegoro sees a raw warm eye giving back a good, twisted answer. "Well, it's a boy. I can't tell you what a girl did to you." "So I told you I didn't lose! In the small room, the laughter of the girl and the murky voice of the young man were often obsessed. "No, thank you for taking the ladies to the right place." Mr. Shadowloon was like home - well, it must be our home because it's actually the guild home - and he looked relaxed, sitting in the room of the Vacant Red Jade Castle, pakapaka the meals and teas served, and drank like a horse, talking about the circumstances that he hadn't even heard at ease. The heavenly winds that solidify their surroundings are also having trouble coping with it, and they look at me for instructions, but I don't know why I'm here, so I'm lost in judgment. "No, I've been doing business in the North to keep most of it cold lately, but what makes my business a fraud. It's a fraud. It's a crime, and the great people (officials) wanted to stop by and decided, and they almost caught me. So, your face cracked in no time, and if you look up to heaven to see what you did, there's an air garden flying there! I thought it was Heavenly Blessing, so I flew the Yarn and climbed all the way up here." I thought it was a candata of which 'spider yarn', and I said, "What were you doing in business?," he hammered in his relationship. "It's called side business. First, if you buy two gold coins of water purification equipment and become a member, and introduce the product to people, you will get a margin of silver coins per person." "... isn't that rat talk? "No, it's multi commercial law. It's not a fictional product, it's a decent business." I bowed my head to Shadowloon's claim that he waved his right hand in the wind that it was out of his heart, with great doubt, and remembered that he had been given the last assistant knife in Shima's case for the time being. "- Well, I suppose that was just used to make it look good because of some sort of glitch, but I'll say thank you formally. I think it was Shadowloon who sealed Shima, so I'll just say thank you." "... it's also unusual to feel unheartfelt gratitude so far" I think it's everyday around here. "Speaking of which, what happened to Mr. Shimamura's body? "Is it a body or a state of provisional death? Just in case it doesn't resurrect, even a few General Thirteen Demons can't break it, they can make a minus 00 degree ice coffin and freeze it there and seal it in the Ice Hell (Coquitos), an ice monster habitat with Father Frost and Jack Frost in the air garden." Mr. Shadowloon twisted his neck to my words as he drank tea after the meal. "Have you ignored the laws of physics, like minus 500 degrees? What the hell. "Well, that's why I wonder if this ends Shima's case somehow. Later, we'll sort out and rebuild the remnants of the Principality of Youth, but we expect Levan and Suzuran to be there." "... haha. No, but what was actually supposed to stand out for was a mixed army with the empire, right? The shield will take it around there. If you do bad, the Empress will round you up and plunder the territory of the youth, won't she? "If it's reconstruction or something, it's going to be packed, and you're going to be pushed hard." Well, that would be a good study, too. "... By the way, what's Shadowloon going to do now? "No, if you could drop me off at the right place, I'd start doing business again." You know, I don't know if you're oblivious. Mr. Shadowy scratches his head with a smile on his face. "Hmmm.... so you're also saying you'll be hired by me Ali? In my words, the Heavenly Fathers will be a goofy face. "Well, it depends on the terms and contents" Probably expected - or deliberately showed his face for the sale - Shadow Lang posed to conceive with a floating face. "I guess it's information for now. Ethereal God - No, Mr. Daebuta, who was Gilmouth of the Knights of the Greatest Guild Metabolic, why did he become like that? I want you to tell me that." "... have you noticed" "I wish you could have denied it, but hey" The tip has been out for a long time, but I'm guessing it's decisive that Mr. Tamegoro called the mastermind "Snake Man". Among the Kanst groups I know, "Snake" - he's the only one who falls under the category of a rare dragon, and yet says "blue scale". But I was exploring another possibility when he was so sweet and well looked after, I couldn't help but think of him as a 'pale god' with no blood or tears to tell, but it still seemed to hit my worst expectations. "I don't know what happened. When I realized it, it was completely blown out of my head." "... Hmm. I knew I had to meet him in person to make sure." Far rearward, I turned to Facsimile, the sacred capital of the Eon Holy Kingdom in the central part of the continent, to whine anew of my determination.
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ใฃใฆใฎใฏๅคฉไฝฟ็จฎใฎๆœ€ไธŠไฝใงใ€ใ„ใพใ MOBใจใ—ใฆ็พใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใพ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใจใ€Žๅ •ๅคฉใฎๅก”ใ€ใฎๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใซใ„ใ‚‹1ๅฏพ2็ฟผใฎMOBๅ •ๅคฉไฝฟใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซๆฏ”ในใฆ40~50ๅ€ใใ‚‰ใ„้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ—MOBใจใ—ใฆๅฎŸ่ฃ…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใจไบˆๆƒณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ•ฐๅ€คใ ใ€‚ ใจใ—ใฆ่จญๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒชใƒŸใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅค–ใ•ใ‚Œใ€้‡Ž็”Ÿใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใฉใฃใกใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้€†ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‰็žฌๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ ใญใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ†ใ‚“ใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ‡บใฆ้€†ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใƒผใ€ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ่žใใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใใ†่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€็พŽๅฝขใฎ็”ทๅฅณไบŒ็ต„ใŒใพใ‚‹ใง้›ทใซใงใ‚‚ๆ’ƒใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ๆ„•็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹้–“้•ใˆใŸใ‹ใชใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใƒปใƒปใƒป ใ€Œๅงซใฃ! ๆˆ‘ใ€…ๅฆ‚ใใซใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธๅฏงใชๅฃใฎๅˆฉใใ‚ˆใ†ๅ‹ฟไฝ“ใฎใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใฃใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ๆฐธใ็œ ใ‚Šใฎใ›ใ„ใงๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใŠๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใงใฏใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?! ใ‚ใƒผ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ฆšใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใจ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใปใฃใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ‚“?ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใจใ‹ใฏๅ…ฑ้€š่ช่ญ˜ใจใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใ„ใพใพใง้€šใ‚Šๅๅ‰ใงๅ‘ผใณๆจใฆใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅ†ๅบฆไธ€็คผใ—ใŸๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใฃใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใง ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€Œ่กŒใ‘!ใ€ใ€Œๆ€ฏใ‚€ใช!ใ€ใ€Œๆฎฒๆป…ใ›ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ใจใ‹ๅฃฐๅ„ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎใƒœใ‚คใ‚นใŒๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ขใƒฌใฎใ“ใจใ‹ใชใƒปใƒปใƒป? ้ ญใ”ใชใ—ใซๅ‘ฝไปคใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜?? ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฆ™ใซใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใ—ใŸ็›ฎใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใ“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใŠๅบงใ‚Šใ—ใŸใพใพๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใชใใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚“ใชๅฑ…ไธˆ้ซ˜ใซๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹้š ใ—ใƒ‘ใƒฉใƒกใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใ‹ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใง็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซๅฅฝๆ„Ÿๅบฆใจใ‹ไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆๅ้€†ใจใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚คใƒใ‚ณใƒญใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅฑใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใจใ—ใฆใฎๅฃ่ชฟใ‚’ๅฟƒใŒใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ไบŒไบบใซๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€‚ไธกๅใจใ‚‚ๅคงๅ„€ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ˆใใž็งใฎ็œ ใ‚Šใ‚’ๅฆจใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใๅ–ใ‚Š่จˆใ‚‰ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€‚ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใฏใฏใฃใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใๅนธใ›!!ใ€ใ€ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ“ใ‚Œใง่‰ฏใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใจใใซ็งใฏใ„ใ‹ใปใฉ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‰ๅพŒใฎ็Šถๆณใชใฉใ‚’่žใใŸใ„ใฎใ ใŒ?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจๅคฉๆถฏใŒ็‰‡่†ใ‚’็€ใ„ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‰ใฎใปใ†ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใใ†ไปฐใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใ€ๅƒญ่ถŠใชใŒใ‚‰็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใซใ€ไธปใ ใฃใŸ่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๆ‹›่˜ใ—ใฆใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฉใ‚‚ๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ’ใซ่จ€ใ„ๆทปใˆใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ้ทนๆšใซ้ ทใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ ญใซใฏ็–‘ๅ•็ฌฆใงไธ€ๆฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹? ไธƒ็ฆๆ˜Ÿ็ฃ?? ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ป??? ใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใซใใ‚Œ? ๅ„ช้›…ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใ€ใใฃใจๅฃŠใ‚Œ็‰ฉใงใ‚‚ๆ‰ฑใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฃบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ๅบŠใซไธ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใŸใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€้ฆดใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใคใใง็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆซ›ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้•ทใ„้ซชใ‚’ๆขณใๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏๅงซใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๅ‰ใ‚’่กŒใๅคฉๆถฏใจใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซใ‹ใ—ใšใๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซๆŒŸใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅค–่ฆ‹ไธŠใฏๅนณ็„ถใจโ€•โ€•ไธญ่บซใฏใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒ–ใƒซใŠใ—ใฃใ“ใกใณใ‚Šใใ†ใซ้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑ ๆฎบๅ ดใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฑšใ•ใ‚“ใ‹็‰›ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใƒ‰ใƒŠใƒ‰ใƒŠใจโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ๅบƒใ„ๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚
Prologue and liturgically knocked lightly on the surface of the open door, this again dazzling beautifully shaped woman of ice blue eyes came into the room on a platinum blonde with three to six wing wings on her back in maid clothes. This woman looked familiar. Over the monitor, of course. She came first and sent her gaze to the thankful Heaven (Tengai) and spoke in a slightly blameworthy tone. "Dear Lord Tensai, it is not so uncanny to barely step into a woman's bedroom as to be the head of the Four Weapon Heavenly King." "- Mm-hmm. I'm sorry, life capital. I felt the magic of the princess being awakened, and I couldn't stay or stand..." I shook my head in response to the tone that I was reflecting but not regretting it, and she then turned again to me, stretching her spine, correct her authority, and gracefully thanked me. "Princess, I am delighted that you have awakened, this capital of life (Miko), to be increased to anything." Ah, the life capital, after all. I'll point to her just in case and check in the pop-up window. Race: Angel (Seraphim) Name: Life Capital (Miko and) HP: ,,00 MP: 35,268,000 ... No, you have to laugh now. Talent. By the way, clicking on the "โ–ผ" part showed finer stats and skills, but I skipped reading because it was the finesse of having dozens of lines. I mean, there were a lot of weird talents in Heaven earlier, but the people in Life Capital aren't decent at all. She was the first SR (Super-Rare) prize I ever won in a chatter, and as a submissive (pet) she used it longer than Heavenly Life, so on a level she's just as kansted as Heavenly Life, but she's skilfully creepy with me, and there shouldn't have been any figures so far. By and large, the ability of Submissive Dragons (pets) is significantly higher than that of their owners. So even if it were a Golden Dragon (Naga Raja), when it became a prize for Gacha, its talent was greatly lowered, and it was half-chic, but that number was inherently a Golden Dragon (Naga Raja) - it took more than 150 third-rate reincarnation kansts, including me, to defeat it for more than two hours, didn't it? So, an angel (Seraphim) is the top of the angel species, and it hasn't shown up as a MOB yet, but if it feels like it just now, it's about 40-50 times higher than the level of the one-to-two wing MOB Fallen Angel on the top floor of The Fallen Tower, so if it were implemented as a MOB, would it be this much? That's the expected figure. I don't know what the rationale is, but does that mean that the limiter that was set up as a submissive (pet) is removed and in a wild state? Either way, this is a level of instant killing if you defy it. ... Yeah, let's get out poorly and not defy each other. "Uh, both of you, I'd like to ask you something..." As soon as we spoke that way, two pairs of beautifully shaped men and women stretched their spines at once as if they had even been shot by lightning, making them look stunned. Or suck. Did I make some mistake...? I don't know what to... "Princess! Such a polite mouthful as we are! "Princess, what if you forgot about us because of eternal sleep...? "Huh?! Uh... no, I remember. I've been taking care of you for a long time with your firepower and your recovery." That said, the two of them have a visibly relieved look. Hmm? Does that mean that what happens in the game or something is as a common perception...? "Then please call it down by name as it is now." That's what the Life Capital once again told me, but no, I never talked to an obedient demon (pet) in the first place in the game! Oh, wait. It's a specification, and when fighting, you turn to your submissive (pet) and say, "Go!" "Don't be scared!" "Destroy them!" or like voice-over voice was screaming... I mean, are you talking about me...? Feels like ordering without a head?? If you take a peek at the fearful two, you're waiting for my word with a strangely sparkling eye. If I were you, I'd be waving my tail as I sat down. So, I was wondering if you'd be okay... if you talked so highly about your presence that before you knew it was some kind of hidden parameter or something, your liking was lowered and you were treasoned, so to speak clearly, I'm kind of a dick... And it's the only way, right? It's not safe to keep you waiting. I talked to the two of them again, mindful of my tone as Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) in the game. "Hmm. Both names were dauntless. Well done. You've managed without disturbing my sleep. I appreciate that." "" Ha ha, thanks happy!! Uh, sounds like this is a good idea. "... I'd like to ask how sleepy I was when, what was going on back and forth? Having said that, Heavenly Fixed from a one-kneed position, pointing toward the door. "Yes, I believe they will say so, and I invite those benefactors, who were the Lord, between the thrones of the throne," "We have been waiting for the return of the Seven Hazards Starbeast, General Thirteen Demons, and the Princess for a long time, starting with the Four Wesen King." Though I nodded back to Eagle Fling at the words of the Life Capital that I could gladly say, it was full of question marks on my head. Four Homicides? Seven Hazards Star Beast?? General Thirteen Demons????... what's that? Gracefully hand in hand, gently feeling drawn to the heavenly life of escorting from the coffin to handle even broken goods, approaching just me down to the floor, life capital combing my long hair with a tame hand and quick removal. "So, Princess, shall we come?" Having said that and gone forward in a leading fashion, and coming from the room in a fashion sandwiched in the life capital behind me, I started walking down a wide hallway with Donna in the mood of a pig or cow being taken to the slaughterhouse, shaking like a gable pee on the exterior.
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ใ€ใฎ่กจ้ขใซๅ‚ทใฒใจใคไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ็ท‹้›ชใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ€ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใ...็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใ„ใ„ๅฅณใซๆตใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใŒ่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงใ„ใซๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‹ฌ็‰นใฎๅ‹•ใใงใ€ใใฎๅทฎใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎๅผฑ็‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‡ใธๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ˜ใจใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒไธŠไธ‹ๅทฆๅณๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰็ธฆๆจช็„กๅฐฝใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€็‰นใซ่„…ๅจใซใชใ‚‹ๅ‹•ใใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠๆททใœใŸ็ทปๅฏ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใค่ท้›ขๆ„Ÿใ‚’็‹‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ไพ‹ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚็น”ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ใŸใจใฎๆŠ€้‡ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๆˆฆๅฃซใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฟ…่‡ณใชใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใŸๆšด้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅœๅ†…ใŒๅฝขไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ€Ž้–“ๅˆใ„ใŒไผธใณใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†็‰นๆ€งใ•ใˆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ็›ฎใงๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜“ใ€…ใจใใฎๆ‡ใธ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒๆŽปใๆถˆใˆใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎๆ‰“ๆ’ƒ้ŸณใŒใปใผๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้ŸฟใๆธกใฃใŸใ€‚่ฉฆๅˆใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฆณๅฎขใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฎ่€…ใฎ็›ฎใซใ‚‚็•™ใพใ‚‰ใฌใ€้–ƒๅ…‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ธใƒฃใƒ–ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅฏ†็€ใ—ใŸ้–“ๅˆใ„ใงใฏๆฃใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ€ใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏๅณๆ‰‹ใงๆฃใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ๅทฆใฎ่ฃๆ‹ณใ‚’ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๆ”พใคใ€‚็„ก่ซ–ใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅคง้™ใ‚Šใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ้ฟใ‘ใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใ‚ˆใ†ใ€็ชใๆ”พใ™ใฎใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใชใฎใงๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅค–ใ‚Œใฏ่€ƒๆ…ฎใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใฃ!!ใ€ ใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใใใ‚Šใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆธพ่บซใฎๅทฆ่‚˜ใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉ็ฉบใใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ่ƒดไฝ“ใธใจๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ...!ใ€ ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒ้Ÿณใซใ€่ฆณๅฎขใฏๅ‹่ฒ ใฏๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใฏใšใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒ้ฉšๆ„•ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ€ๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€ๅทฆ่‚˜ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใช่‹ฆ็—›ใฎๅ‘ปใใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ?! ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใฎๅ–œ่‰ฒๆบ€้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่ปขใ—ใฆใ€่ก€ใฎๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„้จ’็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใธใ€ใ‚„ใ‚„ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ขๆŒใกใง็ท‹้›ชใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใซๅ…จ่บซใฎ็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚’็กฌ็›ดใ•ใ›ใฆใ€้€†ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้ƒจไฝใฎ่‡ชๆป…ใ‚’่ช˜ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚...ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช่‚‰ไฝ“ๅผทๅบฆใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใ‚ใฎใŠใญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใปใ‚“ใจใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚‚ๅบƒใ„ใ‚...ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้‹ผ้‰„ใ‚’ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆฎดใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ๆ‹ณใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰็ •ใ‘ใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบบไฝ“ใงไธ€็•ชไธˆๅคซใช่‚˜ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅˆ†็ •ใ‘ใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹้›ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็”ทใฎ็ดฐ่…•ใ€ไธ€็™บใง็ •ใ่‡ชไฟกใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใง่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ็—›ใ‚€่‚˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ไธก่ถณใ‚‚็„กไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€Žใ„ใ„ๅฅณใ€ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๆƒจใ‚ใชๅงฟใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚“ใ€ใพใ‚...ใŠไธ–่พžใงใ‚‚็คผใ‚’ใ„ใ†ในใใ‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ่‹ฅๅนฒ็™ฝใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใง่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅคง็œŸ้ข็›ฎใซ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไธ–่พžใชใ‚“ใฆใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚็”Ÿๅ‘ฝๅŠ›ใซๆบขใ‚Œใ€้ฎฎ็ƒˆใช็”Ÿใๆ–นใ‚’ไฟกๅฟตใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ๆœฌๆฅใฎๅงฟใ‚’ไฝ“็พใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฒดๅฅณใฏใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚็พŽใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซไปŠๅบฆใ“ใไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใซใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใญใ‡! ใ„ใ„ๅฅณใฃใฆใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ€ใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใฎ็”ทใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใใ“ใ„ใ„็”ทใซ่ชใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ™ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใฏใ€่กŒใใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ! ไป–ใฎๅฅณใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็พŽไบบใจใ‹!! ็ญ‹่‚‰ใงใ™ใ‹!? ็ญ‹่‚‰ใŒๅ•้กŒใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ้šฃใฎ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใ‚ฌใ‚ฏๆบใ•ใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ธใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใฎ็…ๅญๆ—ใฎไบบ้–“ใฏใ€ไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใฏ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ......ใฉใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡...ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰็ญ‹่‚‰ใคใ‘ใพใ™! ่‚‰ใงใ™ใญ่‚‰! ใ‚ใจใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใ€ๆ‰‹ใฃๅ–ใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ็ญ‹่‚‰ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ...ใˆใƒผใจใ€ใƒ—ใƒญใƒ†ใ‚คใƒณใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒญใ‚คใƒ‰ใจใ‹ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธๆฏ›ใ‹ใคไธ็ฉใช็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ใณใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ็Œ›ๆ”ปใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใใใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆ‡ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใŒใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎไธญๅฟƒใฏ็พๅœจๆญป่ง’ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทฆๆ‰‹ๅดใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๆ‰‹ๅ …ใ„ใชใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅผฑ็‚นใ‚’ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฃไบบๆ—ใซใŠใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ๆฅใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๅผฑ็‚นใ‚’ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใพใซๅ‡บใ™ใปใ†ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ‚ธใƒช่ฒงใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใ€ไธ€ใฎ่ณญใ‘ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใใŸๆฃใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’ใ€่บฑใ—้š›ใ€้œ‡่„šใง่ธใฟๆŠœใใ€ไผใ‚ใฃใŸ้œ‡ๅ‹•ใซไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ไธกๆ‰‹ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎๆ‡ใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ€็žฌๆ™‚ใซๆˆปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆฃใŒๅคงๆฐ—ใ‚’่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅทฆๅด้ขใธใจ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‰‹็”ฒใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅŠ›ใฎๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฏ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆฎบใ›ใšใซใ€้ˆใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็น”ใ‚Š่พผใฟๆธˆใฟใ€‚ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฝ“ๆŒใใŒไธ่‡ช็„ถใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใซ้š™ใŒๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€้‡ๅฟƒใŒๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใชใ„ใจไป–ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŒใงใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฉใŠใ‚Šใฎๅ‹•ใใงๅ—ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹็ตๆžœใฏไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ ญใฎ้š…ใงใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎ็—›ใฟใฏใ€Žใชใ„ใ€ใ‚‚ใฎใจ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใใฎใพใพๅŠๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅณ่‚˜ใซใ€ๅ…จ้‹ๅ‹•ใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ้ณฉๅฐพไป˜่ฟ‘ใธๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎไบŒใฎ่ˆžใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใซใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ไบบไฝ“ใฎ่ก็ชใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ๅทจๅคงใชๆ‰“ๆ’ƒ้ŸณใŒ่พบใ‚Šไธ€ๅ††ใ‚’ใ“ใ ใพใ—ใ€ไบŒไบบใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใ—ใฆๅœŸ็››ใ‚Šใ—ใŸไผšๅ ดใซใ€ๅœฐๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ€่ฃ‚ใŒ็ธฆๆจชใซ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใตใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ€ใ„ใพใฎๆŠ€ใฏ? ไฝ“ใฎ่Šฏใ‚’้œ‡ๅ‹•ใŒ้€š้Žใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ้ŽงใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅๅ†…้ƒจใซ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅพนใ™ๆŠ€ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใช......ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰1ๅ›žใ‚‚ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็‹™ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใŸใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€็”ทใฎ็ŸœๆŒใฃใฆๅฅดใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใ‚“ใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใญใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉๅฐๅˆฉๅฃใชๅฅดใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใฎๆ–นใŒๅฅฝใใ ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆ...ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Šใชใ€‚ใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใ‚‚ใ„ใ„็”ทใซๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆๆบ€่ถณใ ...ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€ๅดฉใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใฎ้™ๅฏ‚ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€่ฆณๅฎขใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰่€ณใ‚’ใคใ‚“ใ–ใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆญ“ๅฃฐใจใ€ๅซใณใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅ›žๆˆฆใ€็ฌฌไธ€่ฉฆๅˆ็ต‚ไบ†ใ€‚ๅ‹่€…:็…ๅญๆ—ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ โ€• ๆ•—่€…:ๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จ ใใฎๅพŒใ‚‚้ †่ชฟใซ่ฉฆๅˆใฏ้€ฒใฟใ€‚ไธ€ๅ›žๆˆฆใฎ4่ฉฆๅˆใŒ็„กไบ‹ใซ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๅ›žๆˆฆใฎๅ‹่€…ใฏใ€ใ€Ž้ญ”็‹ผใฎ้คŒๅ ดใ€ไบˆ้ธใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไป–ใ€่ฑนไบบๆ—ใฎใƒ€ใƒ“ใƒ‰ใ€็†Šไบบๆ—ใฎใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใ€่›‡ไบบๆ—ใฎใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใจใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใงใ€ใ€Žๅœฐ็ซœใฎๅฏๅบŠใ€ไบˆ้ธใงใฏ่™Žไบบๆ—ใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’็žฌๆฎบใ€ใจใ€‚โ€•โ€•้‰„ๆฟ้ŽใŽใฆ้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใญใ€ ๅŸŽใซๅธฐใฃใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใง้ฆฌ้นฟๅผŸๅญใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฎๅ…ทๅˆใฏใฉใ†ใงใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸโ€•โ€•ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฝใงใ—ใ‹้ฃฒใ‚ใชใ„โ€•โ€•็ฃ็Ž‹ใŒใ€ใชใซใ’ใชใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆฒป็™’้ญ”่ก“โ€•โ€•ๆณ•่ก“ใ ใฃใ‘? ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒๅŠนใ„ใฆใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ…ƒ้€šใ‚Šใ ใญใ€ ใพใ‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใใฎๅ ดใงๆฒปใ—ใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใŒๆฒป็™‚ใ—ใŸใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพŒใงๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’ใ„ใ†ๅฅดใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใง้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€ๆฒป็™‚ใซ้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆ ๅ‰ใซๆฒป็™’ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆœใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใŸใถใ‚“็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎ้‰„้ข็šฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅผŸๅญใŒๅฟƒ้…ใชใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใซใใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ ่ช˜ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ็†็”ฑใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๆฅใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅคงไผšใซใ—ใ‚ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟๅผŸๅญใซใ—ใ‚ๆ—ขใซๅ„‚ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ‚ŒใŸ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ่„‡ใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒใ€ไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ไพ‹ใฎๅ…Žไบบใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€Žๅฆ‚ๆ„ๆฃ’ใ€ใฎๅ…ฅๆ‰‹็ตŒ่ทฏใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆตใ‚Œใฎๆญฆๅ™จๅ•†ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใจใ€ๆœฌไบบใฏ่ชžใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆตใ‚Œใฎๆญฆๅ™จๅ•†ไบบใญใ‡......ใ€‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ใคใ‹ใพใ›ใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใจไบˆ้ธใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็‚นใ‚’ใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใƒผใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฃใฆๅคงไผšใฎ่ฆๅ‰‡ใซๅใ—ใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใ€็ฅžๅ‰ฃใชใฉ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใฏๆŒใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใซ้ธใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใ€Žๆ ผใ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ‹ใชใ•ใ‚Œใ€้€†ใซ่ณž่ณ›ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใซใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ็ตๆง‹ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใชใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไฝฟ็”จใฏไธๅฏใงใ€้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใ‹่จ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€Žใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ใจๅ‘ผใถ็ง˜่ก“ใฎ้กžใ„ใพใงไฝฟ็”จไธๅฏใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝ“็„ถใ ใชใ€‚ไฟฎ่กŒใฎๆžœใฆใซ่บซใซ็€ใ‘ใŸ็ง˜ๆŠ€ใ ใ€‚่ชฐใฏใฐใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ•ใปใฉ้ซ˜ๅบฆใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้•ใ†ใžใ€‚ใฉใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ไธ€็™–ใฉใ“ใงใฏใชใ„็™–ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€ ๆฅฝใ—ใ’ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šไผ‘ใ‚“ใงๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎ่‹ฑๆฐ—ใ‚’้คŠใฃใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€็„ก็†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ ใพใ‚ใ€้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚
From his rolling position on the ground, Levan rose once again to thank Scarlet Snow when he saw that the stick (kon) was on the verge of being shot in the face, the armor worn on both arms crossed by a staggering cross, and not one scratch on the surface of "Dry General". "Quickly, did it help? Damn... I'm blessed with a good woman." And, when Scarlet Snow (really) hears it, he whines about something very troubling and turns to Chloe again, at the same time. "Ha." The same unique movement that I used the day before for Scarlet Snow, slipping down the ground from my seismic leg (Shinkaki), fills the difference. Khloe's attack is infinitely shaken from up, down, left, and right fronts, but it is not a particularly threatening move. No, the movement is an elaborate mix of feints, yet it also weaves in examples of attacks that drive the sense of distance crazy, shaping a stormy, Chloe-centric area that is essential to take damage, even if you are a warrior of first-rate skill. But it was something that Levan could adequately cope with in his eyes, as long as he could see the properties of 'the time stretches'. Levan's right hand, which easily jumped into his nose, scratched out, and at the next moment, multiple striking sounds echoed almost simultaneously. It was a flashing jab, not even in the eyes of most of the audience who were staring at the game. The stick cannot be used in this intimate time, Chloe, who so decides, holds the stick with her right hand and releases her left back fist to Levan's back. Regardless, I don't expect an attack of this magnitude to hit me, but in this case I don't take the hitting off into account because the aim is to push it away so that the target avoids and distances it. But... "Ha!" "Huh!!" As he jerked off the attack, Levan's full left elbow was sucked into Chloe's empty torso. ... To the fierce hitting sound, the audience wondered if the battle had been decided, but Levan, who should have decided to attack, stared stunnedly, distancing himself from Chloe as he had been played, holding down his left elbow, causing a slight groan of anguish. "What is it, what is it?! My brother-in-law Levan, who attacked me, seems to be suffering more??" Scarlet Snow explained with a slightly dazzling face to Asmina, who was losing her blood and making a scene, turning from the delightful face of the moment she decided to attack. "He stiffened his whole body's muscles the moment the attack hit him and, conversely, invited the opponent to self-destruct the attack site.... but what kind of physical strength are you, that lady? No, really, this world is huge..." "Are you okay, my brother-in-law? "Because it's like beating steel to its power. Hey, if it was a fist, I might have smashed it, but it's the sturdiest elbow in the human body, so I don't think it's probably smashed..." Scarlet Snow twisting his neck while saying so. "Huh, you're working out pretty good. What I was reading was a man's slender arm, I was confident I'd smash it in one shot. - Well, but you can't use your left hand for a while, can you? Returning bitterly to Chloe's words, Levan took his right hand off his aching elbow and held his fist to take the stand. "Are you still motivated with one hand? "Of course, your right hand and both legs are safe. Besides, you can't look miserable with a" good woman "like you." "Ha, well... I don't know if I should thank you for flattering me." Heading to Chloe, who shrugged her shoulders with a slightly white face, Levan returned it with great seriousness. "There's no such thing as flattery. You are so beautiful, so full of vitality, so full of faith in a vibrant way of life that you embody what the Beasts are." Chloe laughs corny in a good mood this time for that word. "I'm glad you said it! You know what a good woman is. You know, I'm gonna admit it to a nice guy there from a decent guy." "That would be an honor. - Okay, I'm coming! "Aye! "What is it, that one! Beauty or something about other women!! Are you a muscle!? Is your muscle a problem?!" Asmina was grabbing the shoulder of the scarlet snow next door and rocking her guts. By the way, other lion people, starting with Gisis, do not come close to each other for fear of engagement. "Hey... I don't know..." "Okay! I will muscle from today too! Meat, right? Meat! And, Master Hyuki, is there any way to muscle quickly?!" "Uh... like protein, steroids" There were two people making some hairless and disturbing remarks. Again, Levan tries to jerk off Chloe's onslaught and into his nostalgia, but the center of the attack is now concentrated on the left hand side, which is a dead end. - You're tough. But in the Beast tribe, attacking their weaknesses is nothing to be ashamed of. It's worse to expose your weaknesses. Determining that Jilli was poor as it was, Levan went on one or eight bets. At the tip of the stick, which has been aimed at his feet, he steps through with his seismic legs and jumps into the pocket of Chloe, whose hands were deprived of their freedom only for a moment by the vibrations transmitted. You had some anticipation, an instantly returned stick ripped through the atmosphere and hit the left side of Levan. Even accepting this with the armor of his left hand, the originally powerless left hand made a dull noise, without killing the impact. - Did you break it? But this is woven. If you move with your injured left hand covered, your body tightness really becomes unnatural and you can make a gap there. In addition, if the center of gravity does not stabilize, other attacks will not be broken. So I decided there was no left hand injury, and I got it in the usual motion, I expected this to happen. While checking that fact in the corner of his head, ignoring that the pain in his left hand was' none ', Levan slammed it near Chloe's dovetail with all the kinetic energy on his remaining right elbow as it remained half a spin. Take this, all with the two earlier dances, more laughing Chloe. In a moment, a huge striking sound, not very likely a collision of the human body, stuck around a circle, and a crack like a ground crack ran vertically and horizontally to a venue that was earthed around the two of them. "... Huh. What's your move? A tremor passed through the core of my body." "It's a technique that shocks directly from the top of the armor to the inside. - Honestly, I was ready to give you my right hand too..." "... right. By the way, you didn't aim at Atashi's face once from the start, did you? "I don't mean to. It's just, well, he's a man." "... Hang on. You're an idiot. But you prefer a fool to a smart one. Well, from now on... good luck. Satisfied that a good man knocked you out..." Levan supports Chloe, who finally loses consciousness of the word and is about to collapse. Setting aside a moment of silence, the audience shouted with deafening cheers and screams. Game one, game one is over. Winner: Levan the Lion - Loser: Chloe the Lion The game went well after that. Four games of the first round were successfully completed. "The winners of World War I, in addition to Levan, are Leopard Davido, Bear Eugene, and Snake Cyril, who qualify for" The Devil Wolf's Feedback, "as expected around here. So, in the" Ground Dragon Sleeping Bed "qualifier, Akelon the Tiger Nation instantly killed his opponent, he said. - It's too iron for fun." I went back to the castle and checked the results for today, and I sighed. "Well that would be it. How was your stupid apprentice's injury, by the way? I sat on the couch and drank coffee (coffee) deliciously - I can only drink it in our country so far - and the Beast King asked me, feeling like crap. "Asmina's healing magic - is that magic? That worked and it's working perfectly." Well, I could have healed him on the spot, but when an unrelated third party treated him, I didn't want him to complain about it later. By the way, Asmina was happily stripping her brother-in-law (Levan) naked because she was in the way of treatment and touching him directly to treat him, but does that make sense? When I healed before, I also think it usually worked from the top of my clothes... Probably the part where you shouldn't go in there. Yeah. That's what I thought, and I saw the iron skin of the Beast King to change the subject. "- Or if you were worried about your apprentice, you should have seen it." You didn't come here for any reason even if you asked me out, did you? "Well, make it a tournament, make it a fool's apprentice. It's a story that's already out of hand." The capital of my life, which I had refrained from beside, gave me a thank-you. "Yes, this is the path to obtaining the Ruyi Bar that the Ruyi Adventurer in the example had, but he said he bought it from a flow arms dealer. There's no possibility of perjury in the magic of lie sensation." "Flow arms dealer hey...... I can't really grab my tail." Then I asked the Beast King what had bothered me since the qualifying period. "Speaking of which, Chloe was using a magic weapon, isn't that against the rules of the tournament? "No problem." The answer came back lightly. "Demonic swords, divine swords and other magical weapons can be held only if they are seen as having the 'character' to be chosen for it and, conversely, subject to admiration" "It's a pretty nasty thing. It's impossible to use magic, I can't believe the Devil's Sword is good." "Well, that's all I can say. If you say that, it won't be usable like the secret technique you call 'skill', right? "Do you want to use your skills? "Naturally. It's a secret trick I wore at the end of my training. I don't think anybody's gonna get caught. Besides, today's opponents didn't seem to use much advanced skills, but they're not starting tomorrow. All the time, this guy's a one-of-a-kind, nowhere. He's just a bunch of guys with habits." Fun laughing beast king. Levan's in trouble, too. At least get some rest today and nourish your English tomorrow... no, you can't. There's an Asmina in the same tent. Well, we just have to work hard.
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ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃใ€‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใƒปใƒปใƒป!ใ€ ็งๅฎค......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๅบƒใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ณใ‚ณใ€ๅฑฑๅฝฆ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?ใจใ„ใ†ใ€็”Ÿๅ‰ใƒฏใƒณใƒซใƒผใƒ ใฎใ‚ขใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆไฝใพใ„ใ ใฃใŸ่บซใจใ—ใฆใฏใพใฃใŸใๅฏ›ใ’ใชใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญๅคฎใงใ€้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขNo3ใ€Žใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“Ver.3ใ€(Ver.1ใฏ่ฌŽใฎ็ด›ๅคฑใ‚’้‚ใ’ใ€Ver.2ใฏๅ…„ไธธใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅผŸๅˆ†ใฎใƒปใƒปใƒปๅๅ‰ใฏๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใƒŠใƒณใƒˆใ‚ซใซๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ)ใฎ้ ้š”ๆ“ไฝœใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซใƒ‘ใ‚นใŒๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่กๆ’ƒใงใ€ไน—ใ‚Š็‰ฉ้…”ใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚ฏใƒฉใ™ใ‚‹้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ ใ„ใซไฝฟใ†ๆฐดๆ™ถ็ƒใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซ็ ใซๅ†ๅบฆไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅฝ“ใฆใ€้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎๅ…ˆใŒ็ณธใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‡งใฟใŸใ„ใชๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใงใ€ๆกˆใฎๅฎšใพใฃใŸใๅๅฟœใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ นใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ็Ž‰ไฝ“ใซ้šœใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใšใฏใ€่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅงซใ€ ใŒใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใซๆณจใ„ใ ้ฎฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ้•ทๆ™‚้–“ใฎ้›†ไธญใจ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฎๆ”พๅ‡บใงๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๅŠใฐๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘3ๆฏใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆ€ฅๆ€งใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ณใƒผใƒซไธญๆฏ’ใซใชใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ใŠใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆHPใ€MPใจใ‚‚ใซๆบ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ๅพฉ่ชฟ! ใฉใ“ใฎ่ชฐใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็Œฎ่ก€ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠใญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚่ฒดๅฅณๆ–นใฎ่ก€ๆฝฎใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆดปๅŠ›ใจใชใ‚Šใ€่‚‰ใจใชใ‚Šใ€่„‚่‚ชใจใชใฃใฆๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ‚ฆใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใŒ......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้ฃฒใฟใ™ใŽใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ€ใ‚คใ‚จใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใจใ€ๅฟƒใฎไธญใง่ค‡้›‘ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใคใคใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใจใ€ใใฎใ”ๆง˜ๅญใงใ™ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ผใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ ใงใชใซใ‹ๅค‰ไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงไฝ“ใฎไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€่ปฝใ้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŸใกใŒๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใซ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚้šๅ“กใฏๅ…จๅ“กๆญปไบกใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใŒ่ปฝใ็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใฃใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใŠใ‚„? ๆ„ๅค–ใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆ...... ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใ‚‚ๅคฑใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹!? ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ......ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ ๅฟƒๅบ•ๆ‚ฒๅ˜†ใซใใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใง้กใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆ่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ใ€ใชใœใ‹ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใ•ใ‚‹ใŠ็ฉใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ๅณๆ–ญใงๆ•‘ๅŠฉ้šŠใ‚’ๅ‡บๆ’ƒใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ ญใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅ†ทใˆใŸใ€‚ ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ—ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใ‚’ๆดพ้ฃใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใƒผ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใƒ†ใƒญใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซ่ปไบ‹่ก็ชใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™ใฎใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่‚ๅฟƒใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆ—ขใซๆญปใ‚“ใงใŸใ‚‰ๆœฌๆœซ่ปขๅ€’ใ ใ—......ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎ้€ฃไธญใชใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅฎ‰ๅฆไปฅๅค–ใฏใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆšดใ‚Œๅ›žใฃใฆ่ก—ใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใ€ไบบใ€…ใ‚’่ฅฒใ„ใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰่™ซใฎๆฏใง่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใšๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ™ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ตถๅฏพใซๅฝ“ๅˆใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใ€ไฝฟใˆใชใ„! ใ‚ฆใƒใฎ้€ฃไธญใฃใฆใ€‚ๅคง่ฆๆจก็ ดๅฃŠๆดปๅ‹•ไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€่‡ชๅทฑๅ•“็™บๆœฌใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใชใ„! ใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซใƒใ‚คใƒ‘ใ‚นไป˜ใ‘ใจใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œๆœฌไบบใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใชใ„ใจ็„กๅŠนใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซ่ฟ‚้—Šใซไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใช็œŸไผผใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใซใƒใƒฌใใ†ใ ใ—ใญใ‡......ใ‚! ใ€Œใใƒผใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏๅทซๅฅณใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ๅƒ้‡Œ็œผใฟใŸใ„ใซๅ‹˜ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€ ๅ…Žใซ่ง’ใฎ็Œถไบˆใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠๅ‡บใ‹ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใฎๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡็ตŒ็”ฑใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚้€Ÿๅบฆ้‡่ฆ–ใ€‚้ฃ›ในใ‚‹่€…ใง้š่กŒใฏๆง‹ๆˆใ—ใฆใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎๆšซๅฎš้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡้ƒŠๅค–ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŸใกใŒๅˆบๅฎขใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๅŒๆ™‚ๅˆป(ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๆ™‚ๅทฎใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใพใ ใŠๆ˜ผๅ‰ใ ใŒ)ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅทจๅคงใช่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎโ€•โ€•็›ดๅพ„20ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใƒณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ฏใƒซใซไผผใŸ้ป’ๆ›œ็Ÿณใจใ‚‚้‡‘ๅฑžใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใฎๅ‘จ่พบใง่ญฆๆˆ’ใซใ‚ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๆˆฆๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹็ทŠๅผตๆ„ŸใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใง่ปฝๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไฟบใ‚‰ใฎ้ฃฏใฎ็จฎใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œ่‹ฅๅคงๅฐ†ใจใใฎไธŠใฎๅงซๆง˜ใฎใŠ่€ƒใˆใ ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ‚ƒใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฎˆใฃใฆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ•ใ€ ใ€Œๅฎˆใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใชใใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใงใ‹ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎๅฃŠใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅดใ‚‚็›—ใ‚€ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใชใใ€้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ™ใŽใ ใœใ€‚ใ‚ฌใƒใ‚ฌใƒใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใ‚ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใญใˆใŒใ€็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใฏ็ท ใ‚ใจใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ™ใฑใƒผใฃใจใƒใƒƒใ‚ซ็ฌนใ‚’ๅธใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ญฆๅ‚™้šŠ้•ทใ‚’ไปปใœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็†Šไบบๆ—ใฎใ€Žๅทจๅฒฉใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใŒ่‹ฆ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚‚ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“้šŠ้•ทใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใซใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใจๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใƒใƒƒใ‚ซ็ฌนใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚€ใ€ ใจใ€้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไฝ็ฝฎใฎๅฒฉใฎไธŠใง็ต่ท่ถบๅใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ„ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃ?ใ€ ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸๅฝ“ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ไปฅๅค–ใฏไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚ๅ–‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ˜ใฃใจ็ž‘ๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸไน้‡ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใซใ€ใŸใ ใชใ‚‰ใฌใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใŒ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ—ใฎๅผตใ‚Šๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใŸไฝฟใ„้ญ”ใฎๅธƒ้™ฃใŒไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆ็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ไพตๅ…ฅ่€…โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅช่€…ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠใฌใ—็ญ‰ใงใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚่‡ณๆ€ฅๆœฌๅ›ฝใซๅข—ๆดใ‚’่ฆ่ซ‹ใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใŸไบบๅฝฑใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€็™พๆˆฆ้Œฌ็ฃจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๆœฌ่ƒฝใŒใ€่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹่„…ๅจใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆๆœ€ๅคง้™ใฎ่ญฆๅ ฑใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธฆใฟใฎ้ ญใฎๅ›บใ„ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้€ƒใ’ใฆๅฟœๆดใ‚’ๅ‘ผในใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใจ็ด ็›ดใซๅพ“ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชๅ•็ญ”ใฏใ›ใšใซใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฏ็ด ็›ดใซใใ‚Œใซๅพ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ€‚่žใ„ใฆใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ ! ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ๅ…จๅ“ก้€€้ฟใ—ใ‚ใ€ไธ€ๅˆปใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ ๆ€’้ณดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ใŸใตใŸใจ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใŒ้€€้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ไน้‡ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๆญฆ้‹ใ‚’ใŠ็ฅˆใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ€ ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใฒใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ้‡‘่ฅดใฎ่ขˆ่ฃŸใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใฆๅฒฉใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸไน้‡ใฏใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้ซ‘้ซใจ่ƒŒ้ชจใงใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใงใ‚ˆใ€ไธๆญปใชใ‚‹่ปๅ›ฃใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใๅˆบใ™ใจใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้—‡่‰ฒใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚Š......ใƒใ‚ณใƒใ‚ณใจๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใฃใฆๅ„่‡ชๆญฆๅ…ทใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใŒ100ไฝ“ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผใ‚’10ไฝ“ใ€‚ๆญป้ฆฌใซไน—ใฃใŸใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’5ไฝ“ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€ๅทจๅคงใช้ชธ้ชจใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ€ใƒใ‚ฏใƒญใƒปใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒ”ใ‚ชใƒณใจใƒœใƒผใƒณใƒปใ‚ปใƒณใƒใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅ„1ไฝ“็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ้€šๅธธใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไธ€่ปใซใ‚‚ๅŒนๆ•ตใ™ใ‚‹่ปๅ›ฃใฎๅ‰ใซใ€็จ‹ใชใ......ๆ•ฃๆญฉใฎ้€”ไธญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—่ปฝใช่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใงใ€็™ฝ้Š€่‰ฒใฎ้Žงๅ…œใ‚’ใพใจใ„่ตคใ„่ฃๅœฐใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่ฒดๆ–นใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใฃใŸใ€‚่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ‚ŠใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›่€…ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่…นๅฟƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใใ“ใ‚’้€šใ—ใกใ‚ƒใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ้€šใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€ใฉใ†ใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใŠ่žใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใช็ฒ—ๅคงใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚’ๆŽƒ้™คใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ€ ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’้กŽใงๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€Ž็ ดๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๆ–ญ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใŠ้€šใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใชใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ—ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๅœฐใฎๅฎˆใ‚Šใ‚’ๅงซๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ใ‹ใ‚‹่บซใ‚†ใˆใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๅ‘ณๆ–น่ญ˜ๅˆฅใ‚ณใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ฉฆใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ไน้‡ใฏๆทกใ€…ใจๅฟœใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰่จฑๅฏใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€็—›ใ‚ใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆœ€ๆ‚ชๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚‚็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ€ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆ็ ด้ก”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใซ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใ‹ใจใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใฏ่ฒดๆ–นๆง˜ใ‚’ใ€ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆง˜ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใŠ็–‘ใ„ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใซไธ€ๆกใฎไบ€่ฃ‚ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๅ‘ŸใใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ€‚ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅฏพใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ๆˆฆใ‚’่€ƒๆ…ฎใ—ใฆๅ…‰ๅฑžๆ€งใฎๅคงๅคชๅˆ€ใ€Ž ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใจไน้‡ใŒๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎ่ƒŒใซ7ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๅญ”้›€ใฎ็พฝใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ใ€…ใŒๅผทๅŠ›ใ‹ใคใ€ๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ไป˜ไธŽใ—ใŸๅ‰›ๅ‰ฃใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใŒๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จๅŠ›ใง่กŒใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฌใ…ใ€ ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใงใ‚ใฃใŸไน้‡ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅพŒใฎ้€ฒๅŒ–ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใƒœใ‚นไธฆใฟใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€็›ดๆŽฅใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไบคใˆใŸใ“ใจใชใฉใชใใ€ไผ่žใงใ—ใ‹ใใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใฎ้€ธ่ฉฑโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใƒป ่‡ชๅˆ†ไธ€ไบบใงใฏใŠใใ‚‰ใๅ‹่ฒ ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใฉใ“ใพใงๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใŒ็œŸใฎๅ‹่ฒ ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎๆฎฒๆป…ๅŠ›ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฌๅ–šๅŠ›ใŒใฉใ“ใพใงๆ‹ฎๆŠ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใŒๅ‹่ฒ ใฎๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œ็›ฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅข—ๆดโ€•โ€•ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใŒ่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบ้›†ใพใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝผใจใฆใฒใจใŸใพใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฏใšใ€‚ ๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ๆ€ฅใใฎใ‚‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใใฎใฟ! ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ไน้‡ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใ„ใพใšใฏใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผใŒๅ„ใ€…้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใพใšใฏๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆ......ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไน้‡ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ 7ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’็›พใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆ„ใซไป‹ใ•ใš็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใŒใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใฎ็พคใ‚Œใฎๅชไธญใซ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€้ขจ่ปŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใจใ€ใŸใกใพใกใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใŸใกใŒๆœจใฎ่‘‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ‘ๆ•ฃใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปฒ้–“ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่บŠ่บ‡ใ†ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆ’ƒใฆ!ใ€ ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่ฟฝๅŠ ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใƒœใƒผใƒณใƒปใ‚ปใƒณใƒใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใฎๅทจไฝ“ใ‚’ไบคๅทฎใ•ใ›ใŸๅ‰ฃใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Š7ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๅทจไฝ“ใฎ่„šใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไฝ“้‡ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใใ‚Œใšใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ”็ซนๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใซ้ ญ่“‹้ชจใ‚’็ฒ‰็ •ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†็”ทใ !? ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใ‹!! ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ™็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆถˆๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ปๅ›ฃใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๆ™‚้–“็จผใŽใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‚’ๆ‚ŸใฃใŸไน้‡ใฏใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใƒใ‚ฏใƒญใƒปใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒ”ใ‚ชใƒณใŸใกใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใธใจ็›ดๆŽฅๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ•ข่กŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใ‚„ใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ๅ–ใ‚‹ๅ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‰ใฃใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€3ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใŒใ‚ธใ‚ฐใ‚ถใ‚ฐใฎๆฉŸๅ‹•ใง่ทณใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฎๅฏพๅ‡ฆใฏใƒใ‚ฏใƒญใƒปใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒ”ใ‚ชใƒณใซไปปใ›ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!!ใ€ ไน้‡ใฎ่กๆ’ƒๆณขใŒๅ…จ้–‹ใงๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŠใ‚Šใ‚’้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใŸใกใŒ็ฒ‰็ •ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€่‹ฆ็—›ใฎๅฃฐใŒใใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟฝๅŠ ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€7ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใŒ็ฉบไธญใง่ผชใ‚’ๆใใ€ๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใง้›จใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใจๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใƒใ‚ฏใƒญใƒปใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒ”ใ‚ชใƒณใฎๅทจไฝ“ใ‚’็›พใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้˜ฒใ”ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ถใ‚ฏใ‚ถใ‚ฏใจ่ฑ†่…ใงใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒใ‚ฏใƒญใƒปใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒ”ใ‚ชใƒณใฎไฝ“ใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅฅฅ็พฉใƒปใƒใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฐใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใพใฃใŸ!?ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€้˜ฒๅพกใฎใŸใ‚ใซไธ€็žฌๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸไน้‡ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ†ใฃใ€ ่ผใๅ‰ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้›ทๅ…‰ใŒใ€้ฃ›ใณ้€€ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸไน้‡ใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใฆไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ ใŒใ€ใพใ ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใชใ‚‰ใพใ ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅผทๅ‰ฃใ€Ž็ตถใ€ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅŠ ็ฎ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ€1ๆ’ƒใงใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฎ2ๅ‰ฒ็จ‹ๅบฆใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€้€†ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใพใ 2ๅ‰ฒใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅฅฅ็พฉใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไธ€ๅบฆๆ”พใฆใฐใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใช็ญˆใ€ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๅ–ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŒๅŠนใใ€‚ ใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไน้‡ใ ใŒใ€ใ™ใใ•ใพ่€ƒใˆ้•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ‚ŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซไธ€ใคใฎๅฅฅ็พฉใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸๅพŒใซๅŒใ˜ๅฅฅ็พฉใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใŒใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž็ตถใ€ใŒๅคงๅ‰ฃใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎใ€Žๆœˆใ€ใฏๅคชๅˆ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šโ€•โ€• ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅฅฅ็พฉใƒป็–พ้ขจ่ฟ…้›ทใฎๅคชๅˆ€ใ€ ๅผท้ขจใ‚’ไผดใ†ๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใŒไน้‡ใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใฟใ€ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใฎๅ‰ฃใŒ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ไน้‡ใฎHPใ‚’ๅฑ้™บ้ ˜ๅŸŸ่ฟ‘ใใพใงๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€ๆฑบใพใ‚Šใ ใ€ ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใŒๅ†ๅบฆใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฎใ€Ž็ตถใ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใ‚Šใ€ไน้‡ใซๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้›จใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใจ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ้›ทๆ’ƒใŒใ€ใใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŒใ‚โ€•โ€•ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹้›ทๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ††ๅฝขใซใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹้˜ฒๅพกใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ŠใจHPใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ“ใฎๅจๅŠ›ใซใฏ่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใŒๆ€ฅใซๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฏใฃใจ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใใ“ใซใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ ้ป„้‡‘้พ ็žณใ‚’ใ“ใ‚‰ใ™ใใฎๅ…ˆใงใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่ƒŒใซไป็Ž‹็ซ‹ใกใ—ใŸๅงฟใงใ€ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎ้ก”ใŒใ€ๆญ“ๅ–œใจใ‚‚ๅพŒๆ‚”ใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใฌ่ค‡้›‘ใช่‰ฒใงๆญชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
"-. I'm out...! Private room... or how big is it, Koko, Yamahiko? In the middle of the room, which I would not forgive at all for being a studio apartment dwelling in my lifetime, Bok, who was remotely manipulating Demon Guided Doll No. , "Chibi Scarlet Snow Chan Ver." (Ver. had a mysterious loss, Ver. was of his brother Maru's disciple... his name was broken by a forgotten Nantka), was forced to have a severed pass, had a head that cluttered like a motion sickness, pressed his hands again against a control bead like a crystal ball used for fortune, and tried to shed magic, but with a threaded kite-like response ahead, I had no indication at all. "If you can pack too many roots, it will hinder your balls. - First, why don't you calm down, princess?" Heavenly (Tengai) just gave me the blood I poured into my wine glass. Instead of three half-reflective rushes, which were drained by prolonged concentration and release of magic, I repeatedly filled both HP and MP with the momentum to become acutely alcoholic if it were wine. - All right, demote! I don't know who it is, but thanks guys for the blood donation! Your blood tide has become my vitality today, meat, fat and recently my waistline...... yeah, I drank a little too much so I'll start dieting tomorrow. And while I appreciated the complexity in my heart, I rose to momentum. "That's right, and how are you doing, was there something wrong in Argentina? I guess you guessed the general situation based on my condition. I nodded gently and returned to the inquiry of heaven. "The Levans were raided by Mr. Shadowloon. All of our men are dead, and Levan is missing." Heaven closed his eyes lightly. - Oh? Surprisingly, I care about Levan... "So you lost that magic guide doll too!? What a waste..." ... Ru, no way, right? Yeah. For some reason, the Life Capital (Mikoto) watched the distressed heaven with his hands on his forehead with a face of heartfelt grief. "Aside from that, what are you going to do, princess" My head was only a little chilled when I was about to send out a rescue team at short notice to inquire about the life capital. If you send troops of demons armed on their own to other capitals, it's terrorism, no matter what you think. No, I'm not afraid to have a military collision, but if I do just that and I can't find Levan at the heart, or if he's already dead, it's the end of the line... one or any of us, except for my safety, so it's possible to storm around on our own, destroy the city, attack people, and stab Levan rolling with a bug breath if he's bad, without realizing it.... No, I will definitely forget my original purpose. One, I can't use it! My people. Except for mass destruction activities, I can't use it more than self-development books! If this is the case, I should have bypassed Levan with the Devil's Eye. But that's invalid without his own consciousness, and if he imitates Levan poorly in a detour, he's going to find out about Asmina... Aah! "That's right. Asmina is a witch, and if you're talking about Levan, she's as smart as Chiriko, so maybe you'll find out from here." A horn on a raven, not even a moment of respite. "- Are you going out? I nodded at the life capital in the tone I expected. "Via Willide, I'll go to Asmina's. Speed Focus. You can fly. Structure your journey." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Suburb of Willide, provisional capital of the Free Alliance of Cres. At the same time the Levans were being attacked by assassins (although this one is still before lunch due to time differences). The warriors of the Beastman tribe, who had been on alert around the gigantic transfer device just discovered the other day - obsidian or metallic, similar to a -meter diameter stone circle - were tapping each other lightly with a slightly less nervous attitude. "But I don't know if this is really gonna be our rice seed" "It's the idea of the Young Admiral and the princess above him, I just need to keep him safe, as I was told." "I could say I would protect you. There's no way anyone could steal something as big as this." "Sure, it must be" "- Whoa. You guys are a little too distracted. I'm not gonna tell you to be nervous, but tighten up where you tighten up." Suffocating Hakka Sasaki, Eugen, the 'boulder' of the Bear tribe who was appointed captain of the guard, complained. "Also, I'm sorry, Captain" "You know what I mean." Eugen waves a hackathon in his hands telling his men, who bowed their heads at the same time, not to worry. "- Mm." and a helper from Imperial Crimson, a crimson empire of crimson that was sitting on a rock in a remote position - a three-eyed monk named the Seven Hazards Star Beast (Shikikaseju) and the Nine Eyes (What's Here), under a tense face, set his gaze on a certain point in the wilderness. "What have you done, sir? Eugen confirms that he has not spoken a word but introduced himself since the beginning of his coming, feeling a nasty change in the attitude of the Nine who had just been meditating. "The formations of the demons that it had stretched out were broken in an instant. Intruder - that's not the only one either. You won't be dealing with someone in a mess or anything. Ask your country for backup as soon as possible." I look in that direction when I'm told, but I don't see any figures like this. But Eugene's instinct, a hundred wars of smell, sounded the maximum alarm, feeling the imminent threat. If you're a hard-headed commander in line, 'you guys are useless, so run and call for backup,' it's not something you honestly follow, yes, but Eugen honestly followed it without asking any extra questions. "I understand. You're right! Evacuate all of you, and let the Crimson Imperial Crimson country know as soon as possible!!" He yelled and lowered his head deeply toward the Ninth, making sure that he and his men were evacuated. "Wishing you luck" Confirming that they had all walked away, Jiu-jitsu, who had descended from the rock flirting with a glimmer of gold, shook up the scepter as if it had been made of a spine and a scepter removed from nowhere. "Alright, immortal legions." Sticking that tip to the ground, a dark magic formation spreads from it...... less than 100 skeleton soldiers appeared with their own weapons, breaking the pocket and the ground. Activate the Magic Formation one more time and get 10 Richies. 5 skeleton nights on a dead horse. And finally, he produced one monster each, Necro Scorpion and Bourne Centipede, made of giant skeletons. In front of this normally comparable regiment of armies, a knight appeared with a silver armored helmet and a cloak of red lining in casual footsteps, like in the middle of a walk. "... was it still you, Master Rapok" "That's what happened. Quite a powerful man from what I've seen, that sounds like Mr. Scarlet Snow's stomach, too, but can you let me go through there? "If I let you through, can I ask you what you're going to do? "Don't be cleaning all that rubbish in the way." I point to the transfer device with my jaw and assure you 'destroy' it in a tone that is nothing, lappy. "Well, there's no way I'm going to let you through. That's the princess who keeps the protection of this land." "Can you fight me? I guess you're referring to the alliance identification code and saying it. Nine responded pale toward Lapo, who asked him to try. "The princess has given me permission. If you want to disturb me, I don't mind hurting you. Killing the worst will bring him back to life, so there's no problem." Hear that and break your face, lappy. "Sounds like Mr. Scarlet Snow. - Nevertheless, you must have been unfaithful to your former companion." "I thought you were the one who betrayed me first. And..." "And?" "The princess doubts that you are the real Lapoque." The moment I heard the word, I didn't break my spare look, a crack in the lapo. "... right" Whimpering at the same time, Rapoku pulled out his sword with both hands. Gripping in the right hand is the most powerful sword, "Absolute". Gripping in the left hand is the big knife of the optical attribute, "Moon", considering the battle against the undead. Seven swords spread like peacock feathers on Rapok's back at the moment when Jiu decided whether to come with two swords. Each is a powerful and attributed sword. "I'm sorry, but I can't seem to take the time. Let me do everything I can from the start." "-Noo." It was originally a rare (rare) monster. Even though he had dungeon boss-like prowess as a result of his subsequent evolution, he had never crossed swords in a direct manner, and had only heard of that prowess in hearsay. And the anecdote - the strength to defeat that Thirteen Demon General/Spotted Dove (but) alone was only one word of threat. Probably not a battle on my own. - How far can you buy time is a true battle? How far can Lappuchi's doom and his summoning power antagonize would be the division of the battle. Reinforcement - If more than one round table member class comes together, there shouldn't be a single clump with him. That's probably why we're rushing the battle. Then I only do my best to buy time! "Do it!" Ritchie unleashes her magic first, following the instructions of the Nine. Nine doubted his eyes when he decided to keep him away from me first... Using seven swords as shields and poking them in unintentionally, it was pompous, but waving the sword of both hands like a windmill at the same time, the Skeleton Soldiers happened to smash and scatter like leaves of a tree. towards Richie, who hesitates to strike at his people, "I don't mind, shoot! Summon additional Skeleton Soldiers quickly at the same time as giving instructions. When you take it with a sword that crosses the Bourne Centipede giant you've plunged further into, the remaining seven swords cut off the giant's legs, crushing his skull to a tangbamboo crack where he fell without being able to support his weight. - What a man!? So much!! Nine, aware that it was no place to buy time, to the appearance of an army that could be made to disappear from the edge of the call, dared to attack directly to Lapoque, along with the rest of the Necro Scorpions. Three swords jump on Zigzag's manoeuvres from his pompous source when he turns around slightly beside the extruding elephant Skeleton Soldier or Knight. I left the handling of this to Necro Scorpion, where I packed some distance, "Ha!! Nine shock waves were released in full. The Skeleton Soldiers are crushed by eating an acne, but it also seems to have done some damage to Rapoku, and the sound of pain leaked out of his mouth. In an attempt to make yet another attack, seven swords drew rings in the air and were unleashed by the rain with tremendous momentum. Using Necro Scorpion giants as shields to prevent this, Necro Scorpion's body was chopped up so that even Zakuza and Tofu could be cut. "- Deep Righteous Burst Lightning" "Shit!?" Then he headed to Kyoukyu, where he stopped moving for a moment in defense, and Lapoku's skills were activated. "Grrr." A thunderlight waved down from a shining sword captures the nines that tried to fly away and skewers them. - But not yet. I can still stand it to this extent. The attack power of the strongest sword 'stunning' was also added, taking about 20% of the hit points in one hit, but conversely, still 20%. Moreover, it is necessary to have some cool-time once the Deep Skill is released, and it can be fully retrieved. Nine times I decided so, but I immediately realized I was mistaken. Sure, it takes cool time to activate the same depth after releasing one depth skill, but it doesn't matter what you use another depth skill (,,,,,,) with a different system of weapons (,,,,,,). And whereas the "extinct" is the great sword, the "moon" on the left is the machete. I mean... "- The Tai Knife of Righteousness and Wind Thunder" A slaughter with strong winds chopped up the nine-weight body and blew it off. A further sword of pursuit struck and sharpened the Kuju HP to near the danger area. "Now it's settled." At that moment when Lapoku again swung the 'stunning' of his right hand and tried to stab a stop in the ninth place, the rain and the pouring thunderbolt blew its body away. "Ha-ha!?" He manages to defend himself with a sword that circles the thunderbolt that comes after him even more, but still gets his HP scraped together. - I remember this power. I felt in a hurry, and the surroundings of Lapoque suddenly darkened. looked up all the time. There he was, "Still Golden Dragon (Naga Raja).... Scarlet Snow?" Ahead of glancing, there was a scarlet snow staring at this one in a grumpy manner with a royal figure on his heavenly back. The lappy face was distorted with intricate colors that were neither joyful nor regrettable.
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ใฎๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ๅ…ฌๅผ่จญๅฎšใ‚„ๆ”ป็•ฅWikiใซใใ‚“ใชใฎใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ใƒใƒผใƒˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“!? ใƒœใ‚ฏใซ้ป™ใฃใฆใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆœญ้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?! ใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ„ใชใ•ใ„!! ใจๅ•ใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใใชใ‚‹ๅฟ…ๆฎบๆŠ€โ€•โ€•้€šๅธธใฎ ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅธฐใฃใฆ็ทจใฟๆŽ›ใ‘ใฎใƒžใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใงใ‚‚็ทจใ‚“ใงใ€ใพใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ๅคฉๆฐ—ใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ€ใŠๅผๅฝ“ไฝœใฃใฆๅ…ฌๅœ’ใฎใŠ่Šฑ็•‘ใจใ‹ใง้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใ ใชใโ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใชใตใ†ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ๆœŸใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใ ใจใ‚ฉ!?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚“ใช้ฆฌ้นฟใช!?ใ€ ใฎๅˆ†่บซไฝ“(ใกใชใฟใซๆœฌไฝ“ใฏๆœฌ้™ฃใงๆŒ‡ๆฎใฎ็‚บใซๅพ…ๆฉŸไธญ)ใŒใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅคฑๆ•—ใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐใฎไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใฒใ—ใฒใ—ใจ......ใ€‚ ใงใใ‚Œใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€่žใใŸใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็ญ”ใˆใฎๆ–นใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฝใกใฆใใŸใ€‚ ่ฝŸ้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅทจๅคงใชใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒณ้‹โ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ“ใจใ€ใ—ใพโ—‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฑ…ๅŸŽ ใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใŒ็ชๅฆ‚ใ€็ฉบไธญใธ่ปข็งปใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็พใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพ้‡ๅŠ›ใซๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆๅœฐไธŠใธใจ่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง?!ใ€ ๆˆ‘็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ–‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็–‘ๅ•ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€‹ใ‚„ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€Š่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใ€‹ใ ใฃใฆใ€้€šๅธธ่ˆช่กŒใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆ่จญ็ฝฎๅž‹ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใŒ็žฌ้–“็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝใ‹! ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใ‚‚ๅŸบๆœฌใฏใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๆ‰ฑใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒๅฑ…ใชใ„็Šถๆณใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰€ๆœ‰่€…ใŒใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้ƒจๅ“ใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆ ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹้š›ใซใฏใ€ ็ญ‹ๅŠ›ๅ€คใŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ซ˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•่ทใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒใก้‹ใณใงใใ‚‹้‡ใฏ1ๅ€‹ใŒ้™็•Œใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏใ‚ชใƒผใƒใƒผใ‚ฆใ‚งใ‚คใƒˆใงใ€ใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใ‚’ๅˆ†่งฃใ—ใฆใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ใŸใจใˆๆœฌไบบใŒ่บซๅ‹•ใใจใ‚Œใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ‚ชใƒ–ใ‚ธใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็งปๅ‹•ไธ่ƒฝใชใ‚ใ‘ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚็พใซๅๅ‰‡ๆŠ€ใงใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใฏใ“ใ“ใพใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅค–้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅƒใใ‹ใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ชใƒผใƒใƒผใ‚ฆใ‚งใ‚คใƒˆ็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆˆใ—ๅพ—ใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใฏ็œŸไธ‹ใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŒๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠไธŠ็ฉบใธใจๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ€่‡ช็”ฑ่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ†ๅบฆใ€ใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใ‚’็ต„ใฟ็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ€‚ ๅ‘†็„ถใจๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็€ๅœฐใ—ใŸใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใžใ‚ใžใ‚ใจๅธ่ก€้ฌผใŸใกโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ๆฐๅฅฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๆ˜จๆ—ฅ่กŒๅˆ—ใฎใ‚ตใ‚ฏใƒฉๅฝนใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŸๅธ่ก€้ฌผใงใชใ„ใฎ?โ€•โ€•ใŒ็พใ‚Œใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚€ใจใใฎใพใพใƒ‰ใƒญใƒ‰ใƒญใจๅˆไฝ“ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‘ใฐๅฐๅž‹ใฎ......้•ทใ•ใงใ„ใˆใฐๅ‰ใฎ3ๅˆ†ใฎ1ใ€‚่ณช้‡ใงใฏ10ๅˆ†ใฎ1ใซใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใชใ„ ใ€Œ......ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๅฐใ•ใใชใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ไบ‹ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€่–้จŽๅฃซใงใ‚‚ๆ–ƒใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ็”ณใ—่จณ็จ‹ๅบฆใซใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใฎไธ‹ใซๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใซ้จ™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่ณช้‡ใ“ใๆธ›ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผ้‡ใฏ็›ธๅฝ“ๆ•ฐไฟๆŒใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ‚ใฎๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฉใ‚‚ใฏ็ฌฌไธ€ไธ–ไปฃใ‹ไปฃใฎ็›ด็ณป็œทๅฑž...... ๅ‘จๅ‚ใŒใ™ใ‹ใ•ใš่งฃ่ชฌใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚ŠๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใฐใ€Žใƒˆใ‚ซใ‚ฒใฎๅฐปๅฐพใใ‚Šใ€......ใ„ใˆใ€ใ€Ž่„ฑ็šฎใ€ใŒ็พ็Šถใงใฏๆญฃ็ขบใ‹ใจใ€‚ไธ่ฆใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’่‡ชใ‚‰ๆจใฆๅŽปใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ใพใ‚“ใพใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๆฌบใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅฐๅž‹่ปฝ้‡ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‚นใƒšใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใญใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงใฉใ“ใžใฎๆœ‰ๅๆผซ็”ปใฎไธปไบบๅ…ฌใŒๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใธ่กŒใฃใฆไปฅ้™ใฎๆ•ตๅฝนใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ ใ€ไฝ•ๆฎต้šŽใ‹ๅค‰่บซใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡......? ใ€ŒใŠใฎใ‚Œใฃใ€ใตใ–ใ‘ใŸ็œŸไผผใ‚’โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!!ใ€ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€ใพใ‚“ใพใจๆฌบใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝ“ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–‘้ณฉใŒใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎๅฃฐใจๅ…ฑใซๅ…จ่บซใฎ่งฆๆ‰‹ใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’ใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฌกๅ…ƒ้–‰้Ž–็ฉบ้–“ๅฃ ่™น่‰ฒใซ่ผใใ‚ชใƒผใƒญใƒฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃใŒใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ†ๅฝขใงๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไธŠไธ‹ๅทฆๅณใ™ในใฆใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ ดใฏใชใ„ใž! ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใ่‘ฌใ‚ŠๅŽปใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹! ใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใ‚’็›ดๆ’ƒใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•็žฌ้–“ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่ˆŒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่–„ใๅบƒใŒใฃใŸ ใ€Œใ‚€ใฃใ€‚ๆฌกๅ…ƒๆณขใฎๅธๅŽใ‚’็ฒๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅˆ†ๆžใ‚’่ฃไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่Šฑใฎ่•พใฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃ!?ใ€ ใฎ็…งๅฐ„ใ‚’ไธญๆ–ญใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ–‘้ณฉใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅคฉๆถฏใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“! ใใฎใพใพ็ถšใ‘ใฆๆ•ตใฎ่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚! โ€•โ€•ๅงซใฃใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ไฝœๆˆฆๅคฑๆ•—ใจ่ฆ‹ใชใ—ใฆใ€ไบˆๅ‚™ไฝœๆˆฆใธใจ็งป่กŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ฑใƒผ! ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œไบ†่งฃใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚......ๆญฆ่”ตใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‹ใ‚‰้™ไธ‹้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็€ๅผพใพใงๆฎ‹ใ‚Š15ใƒป14ใƒป13ใƒป12ใƒป11ใƒป10......ใ€ ่กๆ’ƒๆณข ใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆใ€ๆ•ฐ็™พmใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅ††็ญ’ๅฝขใฎ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„็ญ’......ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐไบบ้ขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใช็‰ฉไฝ“ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใใ‚“ใจ้ซ˜ๅบฆใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ้™ไธ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฒˆ้ป™ใฎๅคฉไฝฟ ้€šๅธธใฏ็ฝฎ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ˜ใฃใจ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใฎไธ€่ง’ใซ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฒใจใŸใณๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ›ใฐใใฎๆญฉใฟใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅพ“้ญ”ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚3ๆœฌใฎๆŒ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใช่ณช้‡ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ๅŸทๆ‹—ใซๆ•ตใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใฏๅ†…่”ตใ—ใŸๅ…จใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ—ใฆ่†จๅคงใช่‡ช็ˆ†ใ‚’่กŒใ†(ไธญๅฟƒๆ ธใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏ็›ดๅ‰ใซ่ปข็งปใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ…ƒใฎๅคงใใ•ใซๆˆปใ‚Œใ‚‹)ใ€‚ใพใ•ใซใ€Š ใŸใ ใ—ๆฉŸๅ‹•ๅŠ›ใซๅ•้กŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็ฌฌไธ€ไฝœๆˆฆใŒๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใฎๆฌกๅ–„ใฎ็ญ–ใจใ—ใฆใ€ไธŠ็ฉบใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใŸ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅ้™ไธ‹ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š็ˆ†ๆ’ƒใซไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆๅจๅŠ›ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใˆใฐๅŽŸ็ˆ†ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็ญˆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œ......6ใƒป5ใƒป4ใ€ ใ€Œ็ทๅ“กใ€้€€้ฟ! ๆ–‘้ณฉใฃใ€ใƒใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Œ!ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใƒˆใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใซใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้€€้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎ็…งๅฐ„ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅ…จๅ“กใธ ใ€Œ3ใƒป2ใƒป1โ€•โ€•ใ€ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไธ–็•ŒใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„้–ƒๅ…‰ใŒ็‚ธ่ฃ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚‚ใ†ใจๅนใไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณ้›ฒใจใ€่–™ใŽๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใพใฃๅนณใ‚‰ใซใชใฃใŸๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎๅฑฑๅฒณๅœฐๅธฏใ€‚ ใจใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใฎ่ค‡ๅˆไฝ“โ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ใปใผ็„กๅ‚ทใช็Šถๆ…‹ใงๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŒ–็‰ฉใ‚! ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ‚‰ๆ–ƒใ›ใ‚“ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๆทกใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅฃฐใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€็›ดๅ‰ใงๆ’ƒๅขœใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚้‡ๅŠ›ๆณขใจๆฌกๅ…ƒๆณขใฎ่ค‡ๅˆๆŠ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใฎๆถˆ่€—ใ‚‚ๆฟ€ใ—ใใ€ๅพฉๆดปใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใพใง่“„ใˆใŸๅˆ†ใจใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใƒžใ‚คใƒŠใ‚นใ‚ผใƒญใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใงโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‹ใ‚“!!ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ„ใใชใ‚Š็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏ่žใ‹ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅทจๅคงใช่›‡ใฏใใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ใปใฉใใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ€Šใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‹ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใŸใพใพใ€ๅ…จ่บซใงๅคงๅœฐใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใใฎๅๅ‹•ใงไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงใƒญใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใฎ็™บๅฐ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซไธŠ็ฉบโ€•โ€•ๆˆๅฑคๅœใซๆตฎใ‹ใถ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€Š่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใ€‹ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅคงๅœฐใŒๆณขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆบใ‚Œใ€ใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใ„้‡ใฎๅœŸ็ ‚ใŒๅนใไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅกžใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใพใงๅˆฐ้”......13ใƒป12ใƒป11ใƒป10ใƒป9ใƒป8ใƒป7ใƒป6โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใƒˆใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ‘จๅ‚ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŒ็ทŠ่ฟซใ—ใŸๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใธ็ทŠๆ€ฅ้€ฃ็ตก! ๅณๅบงใซๅฅดใ‚’่ฟŽๆ’ƒใ›ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ้›ฃๆ”ปไธ่ฝใ‚’่ช‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใซใ€ใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใ€ๅฒไธŠๅˆใ‚ใฆๆฟ€้œ‡ใŒ่ฅฒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใจๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใฎๅซใณใŒใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใ€่ก€ใฎๆฐ—ใฎๅคšใ„ไฝไบบใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒๅค–ใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใฏ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใฎๅŒ—็ซฏโ€•โ€•่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใŒใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ—ๆ–นใจ่ฆ‹็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ไธ€็•ชๅค–ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅŒ—ๆ–นใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ๆฐ‘้–“ๆ–ฝ่จญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็จ‹่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็ชๅฆ‚็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€่‚Œ่‰ฒใฎๅทจๅคงใช่›‡ใ‹่›ญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅŒ–็‰ฉใฎๅงฟใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ๅŒ—ๆ–นใซไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใ‚ใ‚Š!! ้ญ”ๅฐ†ๅŠใณๅˆ—ๅผท็ดš้ญ”็‰ฉใฏๆŽ’้™คใซๅ‘ใ‹ใˆ! ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏ้€€้ฟใ›ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๅ›ฝๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ†ใ„ๅฐฝใใ™ ๅฃฐใฎไธปใฏไปŠๅ›žใ€็•™ๅฎˆๅฑ…ใจใ—ใฆๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ๅคฉ็Ž‹ใฎ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹ใใ‚Œใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใฎใกใ€ๅŠใฐๆœฌๆ€งใ‚’้ก•ใ‚ใซใ—ใŸ็ฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰้’็™ฝใ„็‚Žใ‚’ๅใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆŽงใˆใ‚‹้‡่‡ฃใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใŸใ‚‹ๅคฑๆ…‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹! ใ“ใฎๅฆพใŒใƒ ใ‚ถใƒ ใ‚ถๆ•ตใฎไพตๅ…ฅใ‚’่จฑใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ๅงซๆง˜ใฎๅพกๅบงๆ‰€ใ‚’็ฉขใ™ใจใฏ!! ใŠใฎใ‚Œ่จฑใ•ใ˜! ่จฑใ•ใ˜! ใ‹ใใชใ‚‹ไธŠใฏๅฆพ่‡ชใ‚‰ไธ‹้ƒŽใ‚’่ช…ๆฎบใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใž!!ใ€ ๆ†คๆ€’ใฎๅฝข็›ธใ‚‚ๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใใ€ๅณๅบงใซใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰็พๅ ดใธๅ‘ใ‹ใŠใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚็พๅœจใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŒ็พๅœฐใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใซใ‚‚ๆœฌ้™ฃใŒ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใซๅ‚ทใŒใคใใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹้‡ˆๆ˜Žใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใพใ„ใ€‚ใŠ่พ›ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€็ฉบ็ฉ‚ๆง˜ใฏใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใฆ็Ž‰ๅบงใ‚’ใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ ใใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๅˆ‡ใ€…ใจ่จดใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ธใฟๆญขใพใฃใŸ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๆ‰‡ใ‚’ไบŒใคใซใธใ—ๆŠ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‡ใ€ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ้‹ใฎ็ซใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ€็พๅ ดใซ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใŸใ€Šใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใ€‹ ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅงฟใซใ€ไฟฎ็พ…ๅ ดใง้›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผใฎๅ‹˜ใŒๆœ€ๅคง้™ใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Šใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅ…ตๅฌๅ–šใ€‹ใ€ ใพใšใฏไธ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ ใใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆ‰‹ใซๆงใ‚„ๆ‰‹ๆ–งใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅ…ตใ‚’3ใƒ€ใƒผใ‚นใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๅฌๅ–šใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Œ่กŒใ‘!ใ€็ชๆ’ƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅ…ตใŒ่‚‰ใฎๅŒ–็‰ฉใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚บใƒ–ใƒƒใจๆกˆๅค–่ปฝใ„ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใงใใฎ็šฎ่†šใ‚’็ ดใ‚Šใ€่ก€ใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚Œๆตใ™ๅŒ–็‰ฉใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใงใ‡ใ€่ฆ‹ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅ€’ใ—ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€่‚‰ๅฃใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็ดฐ้•ทใ„่…•ใŒ็”Ÿใˆใฆใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆ•ฐใงใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๆ‹˜ๆŸใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพใ‚บใƒ–ใ‚บใƒ–ใจ่‚‰ๅฃใฎไธญใธๅผ•ใใšใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใ€ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅ…ตใŸใกใ ใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹้€”ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒใฃใใ‚ŠใจๅŠ›ใ‚’ใชใใ—ใ€็„กๆŠตๆŠ—ใฎใพใพๆ•้ฃŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‡Ž้ƒŽใฃ!!ใ€ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ็‡ƒใˆใŸๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใฎๆ‹ณใŒใใ“ใธๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใšใถใฃใจ็กฌใ„ๆณฅใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใงใ€ไบŒใฎ่…•ใพใงๅŒ–็‰ฉใฎ่…นใซๅŽใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃ!?ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้€™ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่…•ใŒๅ…จ่บซใซ็ตกใฟใคใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงไฝ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‰ฅใŒใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใ ใŒใ€ๆŽดใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใš็ตถๅซใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€่™š็ฉบใซ็™ฝๅˆƒใŒ็…Œใใ€ไธๆ„ใซไฝ“ใฎๆ‹˜ๆŸใŒ่งฃใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใ€ๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๅ…จ่บซใฎๅˆƒใ‚’ๆฅต้™ใพใงไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€Š ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ€ๅฃฑๅฒใฎๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ‹ใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใœใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใžใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใค็›ดๆŽฅๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ๆ•ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใŠ้™€ไปใ‹ใ€ ๅŸบๆœฌใ€ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใƒกใ‚คใƒณใฎๅฃฑๅฒใ‚‚ใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง็œผๅ‰ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’็จใฟๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ ใจใ€่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐไป–ใซใ‚‚่ก€ๆฐ—ใจ็พฉๆ†คใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไฝไบบใŸใกใŒใ€้›ชๅดฉใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใฆๅŒ–็‰ฉใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่กŒใใฎใŒ็›ฎใซไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‹ใ‚“! ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏๅงซๆง˜ใฎ่‡ฃๆฐ‘ใŒ็„ก้ง„ๆญปใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใชใ‚‹ในใๅ‰็ทšใง้€ฃไธญใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏๅพŒ็ถšใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†! ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใŸใœใ€ ใใฎใพใพๅ‰ๅพŒใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸไบŒไบบใ ใŒใ€ๅŒ–็‰ฉใฎๅ…จ่บซใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸ็›ฎใŒ่ตคใ่ผใใจใ€ใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚่บซๅ‹•ใใŒใงใใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใช......ใชใ‚“ใงใ‡......ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹......ๅงซๆง˜ใฎ้ญ”็œผ......?ใ€ ๅ‡็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใกๅฐฝใใ™ไบŒไบบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใŠใžใพใ—ใ„่งฆๆ‰‹ใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€ŒใใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃ!?!ใ€ใ€ ็ตถๆœ›ใฎๅ”ธใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซ้‡‘่ฅดใฎ่ขˆ่ฃŸใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸไธ‰็›ฎใฎๅƒงไพถใŒ่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใฃ!!ใ€ ็ฒพ็ฅžๆณขใ‚’ไผดใฃใŸใใฎไธ€ๅ–ใงใ€ไบŒไบบใฎ้‡‘็ธ›ใ‚ŠใŒ่งฃใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅ ดใฏใใ‚ŒใŒใ—ใซใŠไปปใ›ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€‚ใŠไบŒๆ–นใฏๆ€ฅใŽ้ฟ้›ฃใจ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ้ซ‘้ซใจ่ƒŒ้ชจใงใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ–ใ€Ž้ฃข้ญ‚ๆ–ใ€ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฉๅฃใงๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ไน้‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ ใŒใ€่ฒดๆง˜ไธ€ไบบใงใ“ใฎๅŒ–็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใž?ใ€ ใ‚’ๅธใ‚ใ‚Œใ€้ญ”็œผใฎๆ‹˜ๆŸใง็ฒพ็ฅžใ‚‚ๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใŸๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใซ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฃฑๅฒใŒ็กฌใ„ๅฃฐใจ่กจๆƒ…ใจใงๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ—ใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใ‚‚้›†็ตใ—ใคใคใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ้ ญไธŠใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไปฐใ’ใฐใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๅฝฑใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจใ“ใฎๅ ดใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚้ ผใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ ไธ€็คผใ—ใŸไน้‡ใฏใ€ไบŒไบบใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€้ฃข้ญ‚ๆ–ใ‚’ๅคงใใๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใ‘ใฃใ€ไธๆญปใชใ‚‹่ปๅ›ฃใ‚ˆ! ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝๅœŸใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๆ•ฌๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹ๅงซใฎๆ‰€ๆœ‰็‰ฉใ‚’็ฉขใ—ใŸ็ฝชใฎ้‡ใ•ใ€้ญ‚ใฎๅฅฅใพใงๆ•™ใˆใฆใ—ใ‚“ใœใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ่†จๅคงใชๆ•ฐใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ใŸใกใŒใ€ไธ€็ณธไนฑใ‚Œใฌ่กŒ่ปใง
Lesson : Sky Strikes The back of a speckled pigeon - it wasn't in the official settings or the offensive wiki! Cheetah!? How many trump cards are you hiding in silence from me?! Mother, tell me because you're not angry!! Special moves that make me want to inquire - by Multiple Dimension Slash, a powerful multi-dimensional tomography far above the normal dimensional tomography Dimension Slash, my vision was completely secured because every Storm Boundary was taken, and I made sure that under the clear blue sky where the sun rose, there was no shard in the place where the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) was until not long ago, and Bok drastically removed his shoulder power. It's over. It's over. Let's go home and knit a knitting muffler, too, and get it straight. The weather is nice, so I feel good about making lunches and eating in the park flower gardens and stuff - there was a time when I was thinking that way, too. "- What the fuck?!? "- Such an idiot!? The body of the speckled pigeon and the circumferential ginseng (susa) (by the way, the main unit was standing by for command in the main unit), but at the same time raised a voice of amazement. Oh, no. Something about a premonition of a failure flag hissing...... I want you to decide what you shouldn't have done, and I don't want to hear it...... before I checked, the answer fell in front of me more. Along with the roar, a giant tajin pan - the pearlen thing, Shimao La's castle "Armamis" suddenly appeared as if it had moved into the air, and was pulled straight into gravity and fell to the ground. "Why?! I don't know, there was a voice of doubt coming out of my throat. My self-moveable brother Maru's manoeuvrable fortress, Baifu (Mukade), and my aerial garden, Vacant Red Jade Castle, can only sail normally. I just can't believe that an installed guild home moves instantly...... no, it's possible! The guild home is also basically an item, so in the absence of a player, the owner can split it it into several parts into storage spaces (inventories). However, if you have a problem and these parts have a hell of a weight and capacity value per piece, and you're not a production job with a high muscle strength value, it's not the first silo thing you can carry (and still finally carry a couple). At least I was able to empty the storage space (inventory) and carry the lightest parts somehow when I built the aerial garden. Even Shima, whose muscle strength is probably higher than mine, has the limit of one that she can carry because she's basically a magician. More than that, it should be overweight and you won't be able to move a step off the spot. So even if you aggressively disassemble Armamis and stick it into a storage space (inventory), you can only take a direct hit of the multiple-dimensional tomography Multiple Dimension Slash unleashed by the Spotted Dove without moving a step from the spot and without using your skills - it's common sense in the game. But this world is not like games. Even if he can't move, he can't be immobile like an integrated object. The Armamis has now moved so far because of its irregular moves. Then it means that if there is an external action, the player in the overweight state can also be moved. And the presence that could make it was directly beneath. This means that Shima, who disassembled the Armamis on the verge of the attack hitting him, plunged it into the storage space (inventory) and threw the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) over the sky as much as he wanted, and Shima reassembled the Armamis again while he fell free. I was paying close attention, and from the even more landed Armamis, all over and the vampires - that? Just out of tune, aren't you the vampire who was playing the queue's sakura role yesterday? - appears, scrumptious and merges with the drool as it is, and if you notice it's small... a third of the previous one when it comes to length. Less than a tenth of an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) had been born by mass. "... you're much smaller. According to this, even the Holy Knight can be killed, right? I saw an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) stuck under "Armamis" to an extent that I was sorry, and I accidentally twisted my neck. This is more of an Iso wipe than a snail. "No, princess. Don't let the appearance fool you. Mass is what has been lost, but we hold a significant amount of energy. Perhaps those vampires were immediate family members of the first or second generation... I also saw a significant number of cathedral crusaders and their results, so I think, among other things, they sorted individuals with a lot of energy in their possession (HP and MP), a central part." Zhou Jin quickly explained it to me. "I mean, it didn't work very well? "Unfortunately. To parable, so to speak, 'lizard tail stirrups' ... no, I wonder if 'peeling' is accurate as it stands. By throwing away the unwanted parts myself, I deceived this eye." "Oh, so you made it smaller and lighter and you raised your specs." It's like the protagonist of one of these famous comics has been an enemy since he went to space. Still wouldn't have left a few stages of transformation...? "All of you, imitate the joke - Eh!!! Meanwhile, a plain deceitful person, the Spotted Pigeon, points the tip of the tentacles of his whole body toward "Armamis" with the voice of anger. "Dimensional Closed Space Wall" Dimension Closed Space Expansion! A rainbowy Aurora-like wall unfolded in the form that surrounded Armamis. "There's no escape for everything up, down, left and right! Now it's time for me to bury you! Dimensional Tomography" Dimension Slash "!!" Dimension Slash, a dimensional tomography that set its aim at the pinpoint, now hit Armamis directly - momentarily, an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) spread thin as a tongue, appeared covered in a way that protected the Armamis body, further breaking down the dimensional closed space wall Dimension Close Space. "Mm-hmm. Looks like we've acquired absorption of dimensional waves. Continuing to hit Dimension Slash with Dimension Tomography results in nourishing." In support of Zhou Jin's analysis, the thickness of waste dragons (Nidohec) has increased. At first glance, it came in the shape of a flower bud. "-!? A speckled dove who hastily tried to interrupt the illumination of Dimension Slash, a dimensional tomography, but heaven stops it. "I don't mind! Keep going and stop the enemy! - Princess. Consider it a first operation failure and move on to a preliminary operation. May I? "Okay, I'll take care of the timing." "Got it.... Musashi, descent has begun from the aerial garden. , 4, 13, 12, 11, 10 left until landing..." Looking up at the sky, with enormous shock waves (sonic booms), hundreds of meters were likely cylindrical bright white cylinders... a huge object that, if you look closely, also looked like a human being, was about to descend at a lower altitude. One of the thirteenth demon generals, "Silent Angel (Shalom)" Musashi. Usually he calms down on the corner of the air garden like a figurine, but once he moves out, he can't stop that walk. With a huge mass that goes into three fingers among my submissive demons, he persists everywhere in hunting down his enemies, and at the end of the day opens up all the built-in energy to perform an enormous suicide bombing (the part that is at the center nucleus transfers just before, so over time he can return to its original size). Exactly "The Divine Punisher." However, because of mobility problems, this time it was decided to use it for bombing, literally descending directly from the aerial gardens that had been waiting over it, as a secondary measure when Operation One failed. To be perfectly clear, an atomic bomb shouldn't be a problem. "... 6, 5, 4" "All personnel, evacuate! Spotted pigeon, put up a barrier! Evacuate simultaneously from the spot in conjunction with the countdown of Zhou Jin. Spotted pigeons also stopped irradiating Dimension Slash, a dimensional tomography, and immediately placed a dimensional barrier on everyone, Dimension Barrier. "3, 2, 1 -" Moment after moment, an awesome flash burst of light as if the world were over. The mushroom clouds that are about to blow up and the mountainous areas of the border that have been swept down and flattened. And a huge petal at the heart of the explosion - a complex of abandoned dragons (Nidheck) and Armamis - remained almost intact. "You monster! Can't you even shoot me with this!?" The pale voice of Zhou Jin answers the astonishing voice of heaven. "No, I was shot down in the last minute. Sounds like a composite move between gravitational and dimensional waves, but just as energy-intensive, in a place where the minutes you've stored up to now since your resurrection are plus or minus zero - how about that!! Zhou Jin's voice suddenly hurried. I don't have to ask the rest. Okay. At the same time the giant snake unraveled its body and thought that it had struck the earth with its whole body, with its recoil, it flew straight up - as if it were a rocket launch - towards the Vacant Red Jade Castle, an aerial garden floating in the stratosphere. The earth shakes like waves, and a tremendous amount of dirt and sand blows up, blocking our sight. "Reach the air garden... 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 -" Heavenly Lifetime's pressing voice rises toward Zhou Jin, who continues to count down. "Urgently contact Akaho! Intercept him immediately! โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ On this day, for the first time in history, a severe earthquake struck an aerial garden that boasted of a difficult downfall. Screaming and bewildering screams rose from all over, and most of the bloody inhabitants popped outside. What they saw was the appearance of giant snakes or leeches-like monsters of skin tone that suddenly appeared at the northern end of the aerial garden - the part where the void Red Jade Castle was seen as the south, with the outermost as the north - as close as possible to a private establishment. "There are intruders in the north of the air garden!! Demon warlords and powerful demons head to elimination! Evacuate anything else! An emergency alarm (alarm) sounds that covers the entire country. The Lord of the Voice is this time the empty hoe of the Four Wesen Heavenly King, who remained as an absentee. She repeated it several times before recounting the heavy ministers who refrain behind her as she exhaled a blue and white flame from the beast surface that revealed her half nature. "What a lapse! I didn't know this concubine would allow Muzamza enemies to invade, or to disgrace the princess's seat!! Forgive me! Forgiveness! You will kill my concubine!! The angry phase is also awesome, and the surroundings rush to stop trying to get from the scene to the scene immediately. "Please wait. The demon general of the round table is currently on his way to the local area. In the unlikely event that the main force is targeted and the princess's throne is scratched, that is the reason for any explanation. It will be hard for you, but Mr. Akaho is here to protect your throne." Kuho, who was sued for cutting and finally stomped, snapped the fan in his hand in two. "Why, what the hell? Keijuan (the molester), who stopped the pan fire and rushed to the scene, frowned at the huge wall of meat standing in front of him. His inquisitiveness, forged in the training ground, encourages maximum vigilance in the appearance of a demon he has never seen or heard of. "Orc Soldier Summon" First of all, hit it. Think so, summon all three dozen oak soldiers with spears or hand axes in their hands, and say, "Go!" Let it storm. A simultaneously weapon-wielding oak soldier heads for a meat compound. Zubu and guide. Break that skin with a light response and drain the blood. - Why, are you forgetting it? At the moment I thought so, an elongated arm grows from there on the meat wall, restraining the oak soldiers in an overwhelming number, and dragging them straight into the meat wall with Zubuzub. At first, the orc soldiers who tried to resist, but somehow lost their power disappointingly on the way and were preyed upon as irresistible. "Bastard!!" The fists of the angry Kai formation are released there, but in response like a much stiffer slap of mud, they subsided in the belly of the monster to the two arms. "Whoa, whoa!? I rush to distance myself, but my crawling arms tangle all over my body. Still, Kai Jin tries to pull his body off with all his might, but with tremendous momentum from where he was grabbed, he felt his life force (HP) absorbed. The moment I accidentally released the scream, the white blade was brilliant in the void and the restraint of my body was accidentally lifted. "Are you all right, Kaiju?" When I saw it, the Devil's Sword Dog (Sword Dock), which stretched its blade all the way to the extreme, stood on the spot. "Oh, Kiki's husband? Thanks for your help. But it's a mess. He sucks life force (HP) from direct contact. I managed to have it because it was me, but it had to be a row strength class. Kicking and beating sucks." "... I see. Buddha if you get caught." Essentially, the main enemy of the melee battle also stared at the enemy in front of him with a difficult face. And, as you can see, other inhabitants, driven by blood and proselytism, strike an avalanche and go towards the monster. "Why not! As it is, the princess's subjects will die in vain. I'm going as far as I can to follow them on the front line, so you stop following me! "Whoa! I know what you're talking about." The two of them split back and forth as they were, but when their open eyes glowed red all over the body of the compound, they couldn't move a single step from the spot. "Hey... why... what the..." "No way... Princess's Devil's Eye...? Towards the two of us standing stiff, our tentacles loom. "" GOOOOOOOOOOOO!?! Before the two roared of despair, a third monk descended with a golden claw on his right hand. "Drink!! With that one drink with a mental wave, we can untie the two of them. "I'll take care of this. You two need to evacuate and direct immediately." Jiujie flies the instruction with a quick mouth, poking the scepter 'Hungry Soul Cane' on the ground, like a scepter made of a scepter and spine, summoning the undead. "- But it's impossible for you to hold this monster by yourself, is it? Sucking on his life force (HP), he lends his shoulders to the Kai regiment, whose spirit has also drained due to demonic eye restraint, while Qi inquires with a hard voice and expression. "Rest assured. Not only that, but the demon generals of the round table are gathering." If I looked over my head when I was told, I could see giant shadows approaching this spot one after another. "Okay. I asked for it." "Leave it to me" Kue, thanking him, swung his hungry soul wand wide, making sure that the two of them had left this place behind. "Go, you immortal army! Let me teach you the weight of sin, the depths of our souls, which have molested the possessions of our beloved princess." An enormous number of undead went to the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) in an undisturbed march.
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ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใคใ„ใคใ„่ฒดๅฅณๆง˜ใซ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ€้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใช้›Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใคใ„ใคใ„็™บๆƒ…ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚่€่‹ฅ็”ทๅฅณ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆญฃ็›ดใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใใฎๆ–นใฏใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ค‡้›‘ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฎ่ตคใ‚“ๅŠใซใพใงใƒขใƒ†ใƒขใƒ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆๅˆใฎไบคๅฐพใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงๅผตใ‚Šๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใๆญปใชใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅณๆญปใ—ใฆใใฎๅ ดใง็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•็Ÿฅ่ƒฝใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใƒฌใ‚ขๅ€‹ไฝ“ใง่ตคใ‚“ๅŠใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€2ๅบฆ็›ฎใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฟตใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใซใŒใ„ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใกใชใฟใซใ€ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ ๅ‰ใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ๅฆ‚ใใงใฏไบคๅฐพใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใชใ€ ไธ€้€ฑ้–“ๅพŒใ€ใ„ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใซๆˆ้•ทใ—ใŸไฟบใŒ่€ƒใˆๆŠœใ„ใŸ็ต่ซ–ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใ‚ทใ‚ฟใ€ใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏ?ใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€ๅไป˜ใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸโ€•โ€•ๅŒใ˜ๅ ดๆ‰€ใง็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๅถ็„ถ้€šใ‚ŠใŒใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ‹ใงโ€•โ€• ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚ˆใ‚Šไฝ“ๆ ผใŒ2ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใ็”ŸๅพŒ1้€ฑ้–“ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๆˆไบบ(ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚1ใƒถๆœˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆˆไบบใ—ใพใ™ใŒ)ใจใปใผๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไธŠใซใ€่…•ๅŠ›ใฏๆˆไบบไปฅไธŠใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅˆฉ็”จไพกๅ€คใŒ้ซ˜ใใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏไธ€็ท’ใซใƒ„ใƒซใ‚“ใง็‹ฉใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅธธใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไบคๅฐพใ—ใŸใ„้›ŒใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใšใฃใจๅผทใใฆๅ‰ใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไบคๅฐพใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€ ใ€Œๅผทใ‚ฏใƒŠใƒฌใƒใ‚คใ‚คใ€‚ใ‚ฝใƒŽ้›Œใƒจใƒชๅผทใ‚ฏใƒŠใƒฌใƒใ‚คใ‚คใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใฏๅ˜็ด”ๆ˜Žๅฟซใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใซ็œŸๅฎŸใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ใฎๆ–นใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใใชใ‚Œใฐไบคๅฐพใ—ๆ”พ้กŒใงใ™ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ•้กŒใฏไฟบใŒใ“ใฎ ใฎๅค่€(ใชใ‚“ใจ6ๅนดใ‚‚็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Ÿฅๆต่€…ใงใ™)ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใงใฏใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฏไป–ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ–ฐใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซไธŠใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™ใชใ‚‰ๅผทใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ•ใชใ„ใจใชใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ€ๅผทใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ™ใซใฏๅผทใใชใ„ใจ็„ก็†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใง็„ก็†ใฃใฝใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚ ้–“ๅพŒใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚ŠใซไผšใฃใŸใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ้ฉšใ‹ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใณใฃใใ‚Šใฃใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใƒ›ใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่ƒŒไธˆใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซใ€ไฟบใฎ่€ƒใˆใŸๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใšใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒไธ€ๅŒนใฎๆ™‚ใ—ใ‹่ฅฒใ‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใฎๅœฐๅฝขใ‚„็ฝ ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ ๅฐ–ใฃใŸ็Ÿณใจใ‹ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใๅ‰ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฎŸ่ทตใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใŸใพใซๅๆ’ƒใง็—›ใ„็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใƒ›ใƒ–ใƒปใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใซใชใฃใฆใ€็Ÿญใ„่ง’็”Ÿใˆใฆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใˆ~ใฃใ€‚ใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚่„ณ็ญ‹ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ณขใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚่ชใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใถใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅ‰ไปฅไธŠใฎ็†ฑๆ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆไบคๅฐพใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—โ€•โ€•ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซๅผ•ใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ ใ€Œ......ใพใฃใŸใใ€‚่ณขใใฆใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใฏใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ†ไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใซ็›ด็ตใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใใ€ ใผใ‚„ใใชใŒใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๆŽŒใ‚’ไฟบใฎๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ”็ฅๅ„€ใง็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€3ๅ›ž็›ฎใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใƒžใ‚บใ‚คๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏ้ป™ใฃใฆ้ ทใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ1ใƒตๆœˆๅพŒใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒใƒผใƒ•ใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—่ง’ใŒ3ๆœฌใซๅข—ใˆไฝ“ใ‚‚ไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฏใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒชใ‚ขใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—่ง’ใŒๅคชใๅคงใใใชใ‚Šใ€ไฝ“ใ‚‚ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ้›„ไธฆใฟใซๅคงใใ้€žใ—ใใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใŸใกใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ่ปๅ›ฃโ€•โ€•้€šๅธธใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใŒ12ๅŒนใจใ€ ใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€ไฟบใฏ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š2ๅŒนใ ใ‘ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ้€ฒๅŒ–ใฏ้™็•ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€2ๅ›ž็›ฎใซใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซๅผตใ‚Šๅ€’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠๆœˆใปใฉใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็‹ฉใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ„ใพใฒใจใคไฝ“ใซๆผฒใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็‹ฉๅ ดใง็‹ฉใ‚Œใ‚‹็ฒ็‰ฉใฎ่ณชใŒใ€ไปŠใฎไฟบใŸใกใซใฏ็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚ŠใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ไปถใฎๅค่€ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฏใ„ใพใฎ็‹ฉๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผทใ„้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็‹ฉๅ ดใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ใคไธ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใง้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅผทใ•ใŒใ‚ฌใƒฉใƒชใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใจไบŒๅŒนใง ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใพใšใ„ใ€‚ๆœช็ŸฅใฎๅœŸๅœฐใชใฎใงใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅœฐๅฝขใ‚„็ฝ ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใƒ€ใƒกใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚ค็Šถๆณใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใƒฉใƒณใ€‚่€ƒใ‚จใƒซใƒŽใƒใ€ใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏใƒ€ใ€‚ไฟบใƒๆˆฆใ‚ฆใƒ€ใ‚ฑใƒ€ใ€ ใงใ€่€ƒใˆใŸ็ต่ซ–ใŒใ€ไบŒๅŒนใงใƒ€ใƒกใชใ‚‰ๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆƒใˆใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฏ่ตทใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็พคใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ไธ‹ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฒๅผฑใงไฝฟใ„ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆไธ‹ใฎ้šŽใซไธ‹ใ‚Šใฆใ€ใพใšใฏๅ˜็‹ฌ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒ้คŒใซใชใฃใฆไฟบใŸใกใŒ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใธ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ‚‹(ไฝ•ๅŒนใ‹้€”ไธญใงๅ–ฐใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้›†ๅ›ฃใง่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆๆ–ƒใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ๅŠๆœˆใฐใ‹ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้€ขใ†ใŸใณใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ›ใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒ็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใฃใฆใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅพŒใ‚ใงใฏ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎใ€Œๆ–™็†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใงไฝœใฃใŸๅ‡บๆฅๅˆใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ้…ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใ€ใ„ใพใพใงๅ–ฐใฃใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„้คŒใ‚’ๅ–ฐใฃใฆใ€ๆ„Ÿๆฟ€ใฎ่ธŠใ‚Šใ‚’่ธŠใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้คŒไป˜ใ‘ใ—ใฆๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใชใ......? ้‡Ž็”Ÿๅคฑใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใชใซใ‹ๆ‚ฉใฟใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ—ใใ‚Šใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ƒธใฎๅฅฅใŒใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใ—ใฆใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš่žใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใซใ‹ๅฟƒ้…ใชใ“ใจใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚“~ใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ๅ›ใฎๆˆ้•ท้€Ÿๅบฆใ ใจใ€่ฟ‘ใ„ใ†ใกใซใ“ใฎใŠ่ฉฆใ—้šŽใฎ้ฉๆญฃๅ€คใ‚’่ถŠใˆใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใงๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ€ŒไฟบใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ๅ›ใฏๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅ‡„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใชๅ€‹ไฝ“ใฏใใ†ใใ†ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฃใฝใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‡„ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅ€คใชใ—ใฎๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅฃฐใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใฎใงไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใฏใจไบคๅฐพใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฏ้ฃฝใใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ไธๆœฌๆ„ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŽŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใฎใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใซๆฌกใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸไปŠๆ—ฅใ“ใฎ้ ƒใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใซใชใ‚Š่ƒŒไธˆใ‚‚ใปใผใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณไธฆใจใชใ‚Šใ€้ก”ใคใใ‚‚ใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฏใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใ‚ธใ‚งใƒใƒฉใƒซใจใชใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒไธˆใฏไฟบใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ ญๅŠๅˆ†ๅคงใใ„ไฝใงใ™ใŒใ€็ญ‹่‚‰ใงๆจชใซ่†จใ‚‰ใฟ ่ฑš้ข้ฌผ ใพใ‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏไฟบใ‚‚ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ‚‚็ด ๆ‰‹ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒ่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใจใ‹ๆ–งใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ๅ†…ใง็™ฝ้ชจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใŒ็€ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚บใƒœใƒณใจใ‹ใ€้ฉใฎ้Žงใจใ‹ใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ้…ไธ‹ใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใฆใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ ใ‘ใง30ๅŒนใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆใฏใ—ใ‚‡ใฃใกใ‚…ใ†ๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚Šๆธ›ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงๆญฃ็ขบใชๆ•ฐใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉ50ๅŒนใใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใงใ€้ ญๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใจ้ฃŸๆ–™ใฎ่ชฟ้”ใ‚‚ๅคงๅค‰ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ไธ‹ใฎ้šŽๅฑคใฎๆ–นใซๅ–ฐใ†ใจๆ—จใใฆใ€้ฃŸในๅฟœใˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹่Š‹่™ซใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๆ‹ ็‚นใซๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€ใŸใพใซ่ฟทใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’็‹ฉใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใŸใกใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ็›ฎใซใฏ็…ฉใ‚ใ—ใๆ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€็พๅœจใ€20~30ๅŒนใฎใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใ‚ฎใ€ใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒใŒๆ‰‹่–„ใƒ€ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒใƒ˜่กŒใ‚ณใ‚ฆ!ใ€ ้Œ†ใณใŸๆ–งใงๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใธไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใŒใ€ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ๆ–นๅ‘ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซไป–ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŒ่–„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉไฟบใซใฏใƒ”ใƒณใจใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ˆใใ‚„ใฃใŸๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ–ใจ่ช˜ใ„่พผใ‚“ใงไธ€็ถฒๆ‰“ๅฐฝใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅฃใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใกใฏ็ฝ ใ ใ€‚ๅๅฏพๅดใ ! ๅๅฏพๅดใซๅ…จๅ“กใง็ชๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใ‚’ๅˆๅ›ณใซๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆไธ€็•ชใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใŒๅคšใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ–นๅ‘ใธใจใ€้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ™ใŒๆกˆใฎๅฎšใ€ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใซๅ‹•ๆบใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚่‰ฏใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฏๆ•ฐใ“ใๅคšใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅผฑใใ†ใช่‹ฅใ„้›„ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใ›ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฎๆ•ฐใงๅจๅš‡ใ—ใฆใ€็ฝ ใซๅตŒใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†่ฆ‹ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ไธญใงใ‚‚ไธ€็•ชๅผฑใใฆ้ ญใฎๆ‚ชใใ†ใช้›„ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃโ€•โ€•ใจ! ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ„ใคใ€ไป–ใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใจๆฏ›่‰ฒใŒ้•ใ†ใž!?ใ€ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใงใใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใใ†ใช้›„ใŒไฟบใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‰ฃใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ค! ใใ„ใคใฏ็พคใ‚Œใฎๅคงๅฐ†ๆ ผใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒๆญฏใŒ็ซ‹ใŸใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใชใใ‚ƒใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใญใƒผใ ใ‚!!ใ€ ใใฎใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใจ้”่ฟซใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใŒๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŠผใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใฆใ„ใฃใ€ ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ๅ‹•ใใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€้€†ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใŒไฟบใฎ่ƒดใ‚’่–™ใŽใซใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใฃใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—ŸใซๅพŒใ‚ใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒช่บฑใ—ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ“ใฎๅ ดใฏๆททๆˆฆๆจกๆง˜ใง่† ็€็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ‚‚ไฟบใฎๅ‚ใซไป–ใฎใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚’่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๆ–งใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใฎใซๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒธใ™ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ“ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ—ใฆๅ…ˆใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงๆญปใฌใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚!ใ€ ไฟบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ–ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใŠๅ‰ใ€ๅ–‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?!ใ€ ้ฉšใ„ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹้›„ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใ€ใ‚ฌใƒณ!ใจ็ซ่ŠฑใŒๆ•ฃใฃใฆใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ไฟบใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใใ†ใงใ‚‚่…•ใฎๆ–นใฏใใ“ใใ“ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก่ซ–ใ ใ€‚ใ™ในใฆใฏใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎ็‚บใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใจไบคๅฐพใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไฟบใฏ้ซ˜ใฟใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œๅ–‹ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใจๆˆฆใ†ใฎใ‹ใ......ใ‚„ใ‚Šใฅใ‚Œใƒผใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฆใ‹ใ€ไบคๅฐพใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฃใฆ้›Œใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚ฌใƒณใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้š™ใ‚’ไผบใ„ใคใคใ€ใชใœใ‹่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™ๅฝขใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใซใ‚‚ๆƒšใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆƒšใ‚ŒใŸใจใฏใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎ......ใชใซใ’ใชใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๅ‚ใซๅฑ…ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใชใ€ใจใ‹็ฌ‘ใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใชใ€ใจใ‹ๆ€ใ†ใ“ใจ...ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใŒใชใœใ‹ไฟบใฎๆ–นใซ่ณชๅ•ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๆฒˆใ‚“ใ ้ก”ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ไฟบใŒใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซ้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใ†้›„ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใใ†ใ‹! ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ไบคๅฐพใ—ใŸใ„้›ŒใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ“...ไบคๅฐพใฃใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใใ‚Œใฏใ„ใใชใ‚Šใฏใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใƒผใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฏๅ‹้”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ€ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใจ่ฆชใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ€ใ...ใ‚ญใ‚นใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆŠฑใๅˆใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚“ใงๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใ ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใคใ‚‚ไบคๅฐพใ—ใŸใ„่จ€ใ†ใจๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒๆฎดใ‚‹ใžใ€‚......ไฟบใ ใฃใฆใพใ ใ‚ญใ‚นใฎๆฎต้šŽใพใง่กŒใฃใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใฃใŸโ€•โ€•ใ†ใŠใŠใŠใฃ!ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟซใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใŸ้€ฃไธญใฎๆœฌ้šŠใ ใ‚ใ†้›†ๅ›ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็ŸขใŒๆ’ƒใก่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃใ€ไฟบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใŠๆง‹ใ„ใชใ—ใ‹ใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚‚็”šๅคงใงใ—ใŸใŒใ€้€†ใซใ“ใ‚Œใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใฏไธ€ๆŽƒใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงไฟบใจใ‚„ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้›„ใ‚‚ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆใ€่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€้•ทๅฑ…ใฏ็„ก็”จใ ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅซใณใซใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จไปฅไธ‹ใ€็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใจๆญฃๅๅฏพใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ถšใ„ใฆไฟบใ‚‚่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใฎ้›„ใซไธ€ๅฃฐใ‹ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆฐ—็ด›ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใฃใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆๆ„ไธญใฎ้›Œใจไบคๅฐพใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Œใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฏใ‚“! ใพใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฟƒใฎไธญใงๅฟœๆดใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใœใฃใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆๅˆฅใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ้›„ใจใฏใ‚‚ใ†้€ขใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็”ŸใๅปถใณใŸไฟบใŸใกใฏๅ‚ทใคใ„ใŸไฝ“ใ‚’็™’ใ—ใ€ๅ†่ตทใ‚’ๅ›ณใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ใใฎใ™ใๅพŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใŠ่ฆ‹ใˆใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚~ใฃใ€ใพใŸ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใŠ่ฉฆใ—ใ‚นใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ ใจใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใญใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ไธŠ็ดšใ‚ณใƒผใ‚นใซๅ›žใ•ใชใ„ใจใ ใ‚ใ‹ใชใใ€ ใจใ‹่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎๅ‚ทใ‚’็žฌใ้–“ใซๆฒปใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ใฎ้›„ใฎๅŠฉ่จ€ใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ใ‚ญใ‚นใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ใพใŸใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใชใซใŒ้–“้•ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†......?
Tabernacle Kid Vision I am a child (goblin). I don't have a name yet. "Then I'll make your name nine." Oh, it looks like we've decided now. That's why my name is Fig from today on. If you gave me a name, at first glance I would come to this ruin (dungeon) Ningen - did you say adventurer or something? - It looked like a very similar looking bitch, but the signs of clutter and magic were clearly separate from the guys. Instinctively, I found myself a hell of a lot easier to destroy than to breathe. Besides... it's not the same from the outside anymore to see, is it? No, it seems to contradict what I just said, but there's no way such a beautiful creature is Ningen. You mean you can't breathe just watching anymore... For the first time in my life - specifically, I looked around my groin, and the other one was twisted in the neck with an inexplicable face. "Why are you having an affair right after birth? "Oh, I'm so excited about you." Myself, a little ghost (goblin), when I see an attractive female, I stumble upon it. It has nothing to do with young and old. So to be honest, I answered, and the person sighed with a more complex look. "... hot as a goblin baby." I'm not sure what it is, but when I thought through and asked for my first mate, I was stranded on the spot. I didn't think he died often, but he said he had some kind of instant death to bring him back to life on the spot. "- He's a rare individual with a high intelligence and a baby, so I'll help him this time, but he won't have a second time." I was pushed in case, what shouldn't I have? By the way, I heard later that this person is even more the lord of this ruin (dungeon). They say it's not great. I mean, you can't mate like a goblin. A week later, I came up with a conclusion that I had come up with that I had grown up to look good. "Dowsita, fig? That day, they gave me a name - when I was born in the same place, that one was more likely to pass by chance - and among the little ones (goblins), "I (the others were eaten by stronger demons or killed by Ningen)" looked back with a suspicious face. This guy doesn't have the same head level as any other kid (goblin), but when he says he's two times bigger than me and is a week old, he's pretty much the same as an adult (even though he's going to be an adult for a month), and his arm strength is more than an adult, so it's worth it, and he often hunts with me these days. "No, I have a woman who wants to mate, but she's a much stronger, much better demon than me, so I was wondering how I could mate." "Strong Kunare Bay. Sono Female Yoli Strong Kunare Bay" What Ninomae says is simple and clear, but it is also so true. If you do get stronger than that one, you can mate all you want. But the problem is that I'm a faster weakness in this ruin (dungeon) to count from the bottom. However, according to the ancient story of the little ghost (Goblin) (what a wise man who has lived six years), demons can evolve into higher demons if they eat other demons or kill stronger demons? In short, if you're going up there, you have to shoot a strong opponent, and you can't do it unless you're strong enough to shoot a strong opponent. Something seems impossible at this point, but there must be some way to do it. Three weeks later, that person I haven't seen in a long time was surprised to see me. "Surprise. You've already evolved into Hob Goblin. How did you do that? I explained to that one whose back length barely changed, how I figured out how to fight. The first thing to do is to never attack someone only when they have one. Use the terrain and traps of the ruins (dungeons) to fit the opponent. Throw a pointy stone or something and strike the target before approaching. Practicing this sometimes made me look painful in the eye with an occasional counterattack, but when I noticed it along with the Ninomae, I became a Hob Goblin and had two short horns. "Heh. That's a lot. Smarter than a brain muscle adventurer, I guess." Praised. They admitted it. I asked for a mate with more enthusiasm than before - when I realized it, I pulled back on my back and looked at the ruins (dungeons) ceiling. "... at all. Even if you're smart, goblins are goblins after all. I wonder why it connects directly to my lower body." Blur was pointing his hand at me. "I brought it back to life with an evolutionary celebration, but there won't be a third time, will there? I think they said the same thing before, but when I said it and pissed him off, I really felt bad, so I nodded silently. A month later, I evolved into a Goblin Chief, with three more horns and a bigger body, and Ninomae evolved into a Goblin Warrior, with thicker and bigger horns, and a bigger body than a Ningen male. Behind us like that is my legion - regular goblins and about dog elf ghosts (cobolts) on foot. After that, I thought, after all, only two of them mean that there are limits to any further evolution. The fact is, I've been hunting like Ninomae for about half a month since the day I was stuck down by that one the second time, but it seemed like one thing was getting less power to rise to my body. I guess the quality of the prey we can hunt on the hunting grounds is running out for us now. When the ancients told us about it, we moved from the current hunting ground down to the hunting ground where there was a stronger demon, but just going down one thing changed the strength of the demon, and Ninomae and two of us went back with this body. This is not good. It's unknown land, so you can't even use the terrain and traps as before. Then you have to fight from the front, but this is a pretty tight situation. "What do you think I should do, Ninomae? "Chiran. Kao ernoja, fig da. Me ha war udakeda" So, if the two of us can't make it, why don't we just get the numbers together? That said, we decided to put the sleeping herd under control for now, catch a dog sperm ghost (Kobolt) weaker and easier to use than us, and use it as a subordinate. Use these guys to go downstairs and find the demon who's acting alone first. The Dog Elf Ghost (Kobolt) feeds and brings us to where we are hiding (although several were eaten on the way). Where they come from, they attack and kill in groups. I kept doing this for half a month, and it was evolving at some point. "... every time I see you, you guys are evolving." That's what they told me. Behind me, my men were dancing a dance of gratitude by eating food they'd never eaten before, such as' Sandwich ', which was matched by that guy saying, "I made it with my cooking skills." "I wonder if it's okay to feed you...? I wonder if I'll lose it wild." Is there something wrong with you, the one who twists his neck? I was moaning in the back of my chest and I overheard. "... anything to worry about? "Oh, no, you say worried. - Mm-hmm. Right. Your growth rate is likely to exceed the fair value of this trial floor in the near future, so I was wondering what to do." I'm not sure about "ha," but apparently I'm the cause of the trouble. "Is it my fault? "No, no. You're not bad. Instead, you're awesome. I don't suppose there's such an irregular individual." I'm not sure about this either, but it sounds like some kind of compliment. "Are you amazing? "That's amazing." I was glad to hear you say it in an exclamation with no threshold. So now it's time to mate with... "... come on, I'm getting tired of this pattern." With an unintentional look, that one had his hands turned, as usual. "Really, there's no next time! That's what they say as usual, too, today when I'm used to it. It's a fig. It's been two months since then. It has evolved smoothly and has now become an advanced (high) goblin with almost ningen back length and a refreshing face. By the way, Ninomae has become a Goblin General and her back length is about half the size of my head, but she's muscular enough to punch each other around a swollen pork face ghost (oak) on the side. Well, me and Ninomae aren't bare hands these days, but we use swords and axes that the adventurer dropped. And not bare. This is also in the ruins (dungeons). I'm wearing pants that Ningen wore, and leather armor. I also got more handouts and about goblins alone. I don't know the exact number because the cobolts are increasing and decreasing all the time, but I think there are about 50 of them. So, more head count makes it hard to procure food, but there was a place in the lower tier where there were potato worms that tasted good and were good for eating, so I was based here and hunting for adventurers who get lost occasionally, but apparently our group was annoyed by the eyes of Ningen, who are currently surprised by a group of 20-30 Ningens. "Gigi, fig. Attch is thin da. Attihe Row Koo! Ninomae, who struck the Ningen adventurer with a rusty axe, does seem to have fewer protection in the direction she points to than the others. But it was a pin for me. I also used the Kobolts to do a good job with my hands - a way to deliberately lure them into a grid. "That's a trap. On the other side! We're all gonna storm the other side! Using my voice as a signal, everyone shouted and pushed in the direction where the most ningens were seen at first glance. But it turns out, as soon as that happens, the Ningens will run upset. On a good note, there are only a few ningens over here, but they are just young males who seem weak. I guess he was trying to intimidate me with the number of shams and fit in a trap. That's how I cut it. I was slaughtered by the weakest, most retarded male of them all. "Wow! What the hell is this guy, he's not the same color as the other goblins!? But what do you mean? A critical, silly male took my sword with his own. "Come on, Joey! He's the general of the herd. You're the one with the teeth." "You have to try, you don't know!!" Whereas that ningen and I are on the verge of pushing it out of hand, "Go." I don't know. The move deflected my sword, and on the contrary, my opponent's sword came to my torso. "Shit." Standing back, looking at the surrounding situation with a critical glue of it, this scene completely becomes glued with a mixed pattern, and Ninomae is also hard at waving an axe to keep the other ningens away from me, and I can't seem to afford to give this one a hand. Then just shoot this opponent and move on. "You can't die here. Even for that one! I put a drink in myself. "Hey, what are you, you can talk?! When you wave your sword down against a man with a surprised face, cancer! and sparks scattered and my sword stopped once again. Apparently, it looks stupid. But if you're an arm, it's going to be there. "Whatever. Everything's for that one, so I'm going for heights to mate with that one! "Do you want to fight someone you talk to... don't do it. - So, mating, is that the female? "What's wrong with that! It somehow took the form of an exchange of words as we met each other with guns and swords, asking them for gaps. "No, I don't care. I thought I had feelings for goblins." "... What do you mean you fell in love? "Oh, no, you know... you think about them all the time, you want them to stay by your side, you want them to laugh... right? The last one was questioned by me for some reason, but if you ask me that, I think I know it. "Mm-hmm. You know, when that guy looks more sinking, I want to do something about it. I want to be a man who matches that one." "Oh well! Right, I knew you would, you'll see! "Right. You have a woman who wants to mate, too." "Ko... mate, you. That would suddenly be a mess! "Is that what this is all about? "That's right. It starts with friends, getting closer and closer... kissing, hugging, why eventually..." "Hmm. Is that what it is? So if you always want to mate, do you get beaten up?" "Then I'll beat you up. I haven't even gotten to the kissing stage yet." "I see, it was helpful - whoa! Since when have arrows been shot in simultaneously from a group that would have been the main unit of the people approaching from behind? "Wow, you don't mind if I'm here!?" I noticed that this one was also devastating, but on the contrary, this seems to have managed to sweep these Ningens away. On a glance, the male who had been dealing with me until just now was also trying to keep his distance for fear of getting caught up in a fellow attack. "Okay, I don't need to stay long. Let's get out of here! Survival escaped the Ningens in unison, below Ninomae, to my cry. Then I was about to run out, too, and I called out to the male. It's just a distraction. "Whoa. Good luck to you, too, so you can mate with the woman of your choice! "Ha ha! Well, good luck with that, too. I'll be there for you." We laughed at each other and broke up. Well, you'll never see that male again, but for now, we survived, and we were supposed to heal our wounded bodies and try to get back together. By the way, right after that, you can see that one better. "Wow, it's evolving again. It's a tough spot to try. I think it's time to turn it over to the advanced course." Say something like that, healed everyone's wounds instantly. So in the meantime, I followed that male's advice and asked for a kiss, but somehow I was looking at the ceiling when I realized it again. What was wrong......?
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ใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใจใ‹ใ„้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅทจๅคงใช็ŠฌใŒใ€ใใฎๅทจไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆƒณๅƒใงใใชใ„็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ๅ‹•ใใงใ€ไฟบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใฒใจๅ™›ใฟใงไฟบใฎ่ƒดไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ„ๅƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใใ†ใชใ€้‹ญใ„็‰™ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸ้กŽใŒ็›ฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็‰™ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆปดใ‚‹ๅ”พใฎ่‡ญใ„ใ‚’ๅ—…ใ„ใงใ€ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใชๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฟŽๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ”พๆฃ„ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ”ใ‚ซใƒ”ใ‚ซใซ็ฃจใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ŸณใฎๅบŠใฎไธŠใ‚’่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’่บฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ฎใƒณ!!ใจใ„ใ†็กฌ่ณชใช้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ใพใฃใŸ้ญ”็ฃใฎ็‰™ใŒไฟบใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็ŸณๆŸฑโ€•โ€•ไฟบใŒ3ไบบๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ›ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅคชใ•โ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ€ใฒใจๅ™›ใฟใง็ฒ˜ๅœŸ็ดฐๅทฅใฟใŸใ„ใซๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€ๅฅดใฎๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใฎ็ŸณใŒ็ฐ่‰ฒใ‹ใ‚‰้ป’ใๅค‰่ณชใ—ใฆใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใซๅดฉใ‚ŒๅŽปใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ผปใŒๆ›ฒใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅซŒใช่‡ญใ„ใŒๆตใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ๆฏ’ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹! ใใ‚Œใ‚‚้€”่ฝใ‚‚ใชใ„็Œ›ๆฏ’ใ ใ€‚ๆŽ ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใƒคใƒใ‚คใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ“ใ„ใค็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใฏไธๅˆฉใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ็‰™ใฎๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ๅด้ขใซๅ›žใ‚Šใ“ใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใชใซใ—ใ‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไธ‰ใค้ฆ–ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‹ใฎ้ฆ–ใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆญป่ง’ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅๅฟœใ—ใฆๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใ€ๅธธใซๆญฃ้ขใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅŽ„ไป‹ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใชใ€‚ ๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใŸไฟบใฏไธ€ๆ—ฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใในใใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ•ใชใ„ใพใพใ€ๅพŒๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅคงใใ่ทณ่บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ่‹ฆใ—็ด›ใ‚Œใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใฎ็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ—…ใŽๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใ‚‚ไฟบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ทณ่บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใพใฃใŸ!?ใ€ ้€ƒใ’ๅ ดใฎใชใ„็ฉบไธญใงๆ•ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฝขใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ! ใ€ใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆตใ—่พผใฟใ€ใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใฎไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใ„ๅณ็ซฏใฎ้ฆ–็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๅˆ€่บซใŒ่งฃใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒชใƒœใƒณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ†ใญใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงใใ้–‹ใ„ใŸใใฎๅฃใซๅทปใไป˜ใ„ใฆๅผทๅผ•ใซ้กŽใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใง็ทดใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ˆ†็‚Žใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไธญๅคฎใฎ้ฆ–็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๆ”พใคโ€•โ€•็›ดๅ‰ใซๆ€ใ„็›ดใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅๅ‹•ใจๅบŠใซ็‚ธ่ฃ‚ใ—ใŸ็ˆ†็™บใจใงใ€ไฟบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒๆตฎใไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒช็ฉบไธญใง่ปŒ้“ไฟฎๆญฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Š2ๅ€‹ใฎ้ฆ–ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’้€š้Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใฎ้ ญใ‚’่นดใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซ็€ๅœฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซไธก่ถณใฎๆŒ‡ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅฅดใฎ่ƒŒไธญใฎ้ฌฃใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’็ขบไฟใ—ใ€ใใฎใพใพใ€Ž ใ€Œใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚“โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!!ใ€ใ€ ่‡ช็”ฑใช2ใคใฎ้ฆ–ใŒๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆง‹ใ‚ใšใซใใฎใพใพๅ›ž่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ๅˆƒใŒๅณๅดใฎ้ฆ–ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ€‚ใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใซ่„ณๅคฉใซไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพ็‚Žใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ‰ฃใจใ—ใฆๅ†…ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็„ผใๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŒใฃ......ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‹ใ†ใ‚‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‹!!?ใ€ใ€ ๆญปใซ็‰ฉ็‹‚ใ„ใงๆšดใ‚Œใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅบŠใซๆ“ฆใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็ขบไฟใงใใชใใชใ‚Šใ€่ถณใ‚’ๆ”พใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ๅทฆๅดใฎ้ฆ–ใŒไธ€็žฌๅฃๅ†…ใ‚’่†จใ‚‰ใพใ›ใŸใ‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ็Œ›ๆฏ’ใฎๅ”พๆถฒใ‚’ๆฐดๆตใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃโ€•โ€•ใกใ„ใ„ใ„ใ„ใ„ใฃ!!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่บฑใ™ใŒใ€้ฃ›ใณๆ•ฃใฃใŸ้ฃ›ๆฒซใŒ่‚Œใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ็ซ่„นใ‚Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่งฆใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใง่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ€็•œ็”ŸใŒ!ใ€ ใ€ใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€่žบๆ—‹็Šถใซ้ซ˜้€Ÿๅ›ž่ปขใ•ใ›ใฆใ€็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใซๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹็Œ›ๆฏ’ใฎๅ”พใ‚’ๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใˆโ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ๆ›ดใซๅ›ž่ปขใ‚’ๆ—ฉใ‚ใฆ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅˆƒใฎๆธฆใŒใ€ไธ€็›ด็ทšใซใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใฎๅฃไธญใธใจๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ่„ณ้ซ„ใพใง่ฒซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚“!!ใ€ ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไธญๅคฎใฎ้ฆ–็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใจใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒๅ…‰ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒๆถˆใˆๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎใ“ใจใซๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใšใฃใจๅ‚่ฆณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰้บ—ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใฎๅ‹ใกใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ9ๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใฏๅŸŽใธๅผทๅˆถ่ปข็งปใงๆˆปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ„ใพใ”ใ‚ใฏๆฒป็™‚ไธญใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚30้šŽใฎใƒœใ‚นใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„กๅ‚ทใงๆ–ƒใ™ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘่ฆๆ ผๅค–ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ตๆง‹ๆ‰‹ใ“ใšใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ? ๆบ€่ถณใชใ‚‰ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„กไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅŒ็„ถใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚’ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใจใ™ใ‚‹็ฒพ้‹ญ้”โ€•โ€•ใซๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€ใ‚’็›ดๅ‰ฃใซๆˆปใ—ใฆ้ž˜ใซใ—ใพใ„ใ€ๅ‹ๅˆฉใฎ้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใฎไธ‹ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ”็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏใงใ™ใ€‚ ใซใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใŸใŠ้™ฐใงใ€็‹ฉๅ ดใงใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใฎ็ขบไฟใ‚‚ๆฅฝใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปฅๅ‰ใฏๆ‰‹ๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใƒชใ‚ถใƒผใƒ‰ใƒžใƒณใ™ใ‚‰ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็ง’ๆฎบใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใปใฉใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚’ใปใผ็‹ฌๅ ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅ ๆœ‰ใ—ใฆใ€ไปฒ้–“ใŒใ€Žใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏๅคงๅธๅ›ฝใ€ใจใ„ใ†้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆไฟบใ‚’็š‡ๅธใซ็ฅ€ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅปบๅ›ฝใจๅ›ฝๅใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใฏใ€ใชใœใ‹ใใฎๅ ดใงๅ’ๅ€’ใ€‚็›ฎใ‚’่ฆšใพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Œๅ„‚ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ„‚ใฏ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ๅ„‚ใฎ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ใจ้›†่ฝใฎๅค–ใ‚Œใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅทจๆœจใฎๆดžใซ้–‰ใ˜ใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€็ŒซใฏๆญปๆœŸใ‚’ๆ‚Ÿใ‚‹ใจๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ™ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ€ใใฎ้กžใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใฎใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้ฆฌ้ฌผใ€็‰›้ฌผใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ไธŠไฝ็จฎๆ—ใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณ้”ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏไฟบใŸใกใซๅพ“ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸไป–็จฎๆ—ใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅŠ›ใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใชใ™่ก“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ใ“ใจใ”ใจใๅฑ ใ‚Šใ€่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ......ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไธญใซใ€ไปฅๅ‰ๆ‰‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒ›้ขไธ‹ใ’ใŸ่‹ฅใ„้›„ใŒใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใพใงใฏใพใฃใŸใๅ•้กŒใจใ—ใชใ„ใปใฉๅŠ›ใฎๅทฎใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ้›Œใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆญฉใงใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใง้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆ‡ฒใ‚Šใšใซใ€ใพใŸๆฌกๅ›žใ‚‚็„ก่ฌ€ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹......ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใ€็ตๆง‹ใชๆทฑๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒ ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใช็”Ÿๅ‘ฝๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏ? ไปŠๅบฆใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใฟใพใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใƒ–ใ‚คใƒ–ใ‚ค่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅปบๅ›ฝใจใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ›ฝๅใŒใพใšใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ“ใฎ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไธ€็žฌใงๆถˆๆป…ใงใ™ใ€‚ ไธ–ใฎไธญไธŠใซใฏไธŠใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏไบ•ใฎไธญใฎ่›™ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ไฟบไปฅๅค–ใฏใปใ‚“ใฎๅๆ•ฐๅŒน......ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅŠๆญปๅŠ็”Ÿใงใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใŸใกใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใใฎใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“โ€•โ€•ๅ…จ่บซใซ้ˆดใฎไป˜ใ„ใŸ้ฃพใ‚Šใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ€่‚ฉใซใƒ•ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ‚’ๆญขใพใ‚‰ใ›ใŸ็ฟก็ฟ ใฎ้ชธ้ชจโ€•โ€•ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฎใ€ ๆญป็ฅž็Ž‹ ใ€Œใ‹ใฃใ‹ใฃใ‹ใฃใ‹! ๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฎใƒฏใ‚ทใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใพใ ๆฏใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏใฎใ‰ใ€‚ใ ใŒๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ›ใ„ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒฏใ‚ทใฏๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒๆทฑใ„ใฎใงใ™ใใ•ใพใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใพใšใฏ่ฒดๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใชใ€ ๆงใฎๅ…ˆใŒ็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซไฟบใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใซ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใจไบคๅฐพใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!? ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใŸ! ้ž้ฆฌใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใƒผใƒ—!ใ€ ใคใ„ใซๅนป่ดใจๅนป่ฆšใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใงใ™! ๅคฉไธŠใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ๆŒใคใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใ้ขจใฎๆง˜ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™! ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅงซๆง˜! ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ ใ‚ต่‹ฆใ—ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฎใ”ๅฐŠ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ‹ใ™ๆ „่ช‰ใ‚’่ณœใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ้ž้ฆฌๆœ›ๅค–ใฎๅนธใ›ใซใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ™ใ‹ใ•ใšๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ๅŽปใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซไธก่†ใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใฆๅนณไผใ™ใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใŸใกใฎใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใฆใพใฃใŸใๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใซใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้€ใ‘ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใฃใŸใใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ฆใƒใฎ่บซๅ†…ใฏๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใจใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€ ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ‚ใฎใŠๆ–นใ€‚ๆ†‚ใ„้ก”ใ‚‚ๅ ชใ‚‰ใชใ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใงใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพไบคๅฐพใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ไฟบใฎไฝ“ใ‚‚ๅฃใ‚‚ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใจใ€Ž็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใงใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใŸๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซ้€™ใ„่นฒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใŒไบ”ไฝ“ๅ€’ๅœฐใง้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใฏใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ๅงซใ‚’ๅทฎใ—็ฝฎใ„ใฆ็š‡ๅธใ‚’ๅƒญ็งฐใ—ใŸ้ฆฌ้นฟใฉใ‚‚ใซๅˆถ่ฃใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใซใ‹ใ“ใฎใƒฏใ‚ฟใ‚ทใ‚ใŒๅงซๆง˜ใฎๅ‹˜ๆฐ—ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธๅง‹ๆœซใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใชๆง˜ๅญใง้ซ‘้ซใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ›ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใใกใ‚“ใจ่กŒใฃใŸใฎใฏ่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€็งใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ’Žใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒŸใ‚นใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ ฌใซๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ—ใฐใ—ๆ€ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๅฟœใ€ๅ‰ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰้คŒไป˜ใ‘ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ•ใใฃใจๆฎบใ™ใฎใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‹ฟไฝ“ใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†...ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏ็–‘ๅ•็ณปใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ็งใฎๆ–นใง้ ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆญใ—ใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹้ž้ฆฌใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใฎใ”ๆฑบๅฎšใจใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ๅฆ‚ใใซๅฆใ‚‚ๅฟœใ‚‚ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซๅ‚ทใ‚’ๆฒปใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸไฟบใŸใกใงใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎ้š›ใซไปŠๅพŒใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ใ€Œ็„ก่ซ–ใ€่ฒดๅฅณๆง˜ใจไบคโ€•โ€•ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธ€็žฌๆ„่ญ˜ใŒ้€”็ตถใˆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงๆœ›ใจใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‰ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸไบบ้–“ใฎไฝฟใ†โ€œๆญฆ่ก“โ€ใจใ‹โ€œไฝ“่ก“โ€ใจใ‹ใ‚’ๅญฆใณใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใฟใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็‚บใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใพใšใฏ็พๅœจใฎไฟบใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใ“30ๅฑคใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€1ๅฏพ1ใงใ‚ฑใƒซใƒ™ใƒญใ‚นใจๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใตใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ่ƒŒใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่€ไบบใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅนดๅฏ„ใ‚Šใฎ็™–ใซใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„่ฟซๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็”ทใงใ™ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅผทใ„ใ€‚ ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซๆ‚Ÿใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ€ๅฝผใ‚’้›ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ?ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅคงๅค‰็ตๆง‹ใ€‚ใ™ใงใซไธ€ไบบๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๅŸบๆœฌๆง‹้€ ใฏไบบ้–“ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไธŠใซใ€้ ‘ไธˆใ•ใ‚„็”Ÿๅ‘ฝๅŠ›ใฏๆก้•ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚้ ๆ…ฎใชใๆฎบไบบๆŠ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใงไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹่€ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฅๅนฒ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใ‚ใฎๆ–นใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใพใ‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšOKใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใญใ€‚ใใ€ใใ†ใˆใฐใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚‚้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใใฃใกใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใฃใ‘ใ€‚ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅผŸๅญใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๆญฃๅผใซๆœฌๅ›ฝใงไฟฎ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅๅ‰ใจใ‹ใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช......ใ€ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹่€ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏไฟบใฎๆ–นใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๅ›ใฎ่บซๆŸ„ใฏ็งใฎ้ ใ‹ใ‚Šใงๆœฌๅ›ฝใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅธซๅŒ ใจใ—ใฆ็จฝๅคใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ไป–ใฎ็š†ใฏ็งใฎ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ€ไฟบใฏ้ ทใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ–นใซ่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นใซๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใฎๅ‘ฝใ€ๅฟ…ใšใ‚„ใ”ๆœŸๅพ…ใซๅฟœใˆใฆใฟใ›ใพใ™! ๅ…จ่บซๅ…จ้œŠใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆไฟบใฏ่ช“ใ„ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅซใณใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฟ…ใšใ‚„ไบคๅฐพใ‚’!!ใ€ ใ€Œ......็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ„ใ€ ใจไปฒ้–“ใซๅˆฅใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ€ใใ—ใฆๅพŒใซๆ–ฐใŸใชไปฒ้–“ใจๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๆŽˆใ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใŸใ€‚
Tabernacle Demon Leap A huge dog with three necks, such as Cerberus, dashed at me in a quick move I can't imagine from that giant. A sharp fangled jaw approaching the present, about to chop my torso with one bite. Smelling the smell of spit dripping from its fangs, I felt an instinctive sense of crisis. I abandoned the interception from the front, rolled over the shiny, polished stone floor and let my hair attack. There was a hard noise of Gagin!!, and the stone pillar behind me with all the momentum Warcraft fangs - thick enough for me to finally turn my hand around with three people - was scraped off like a clay worker with one bite. Gazing at him even better, the stone in that part of his bite turned black from gray and collapsed into a run-down, from which the unpleasant smell of his nose bending. - Again, did you have poison! It's poisonous and uninterrupted. Just plundering could be bad. Deciding the melee was unfavourable to this guy, I tried to get around to the fangless side. But somehow the target has three necks. Wherever you go, there's almost no blind spot with either neck looking this way. On top of that, they immediately react and change their posture, always switching positions so that they face the front. - You're a nasty opponent. Once I bit my teeth, I made a huge jump backwards, keeping my gaze off the target to keep my distance. But you sniffed my inner rush out of this miserable behavior, and at the same time Cerberus jumped towards me. "Shit!?" It's taken the form of an enemy attack in the air with no escape! I aggressively poured magic into the spiral demon sword I had in my right hand - the "Spiral Sword (Karadborg)" and waved the neck eyed sword at the nearest right end of Cerberus. Obeying my will, the "Helix Sword (Karadborg)" body, instantly reshaped, unravels like a ribbon, wrapping it around its wide open mouth and forcing it to close its jaw. Further releasing the magic of the blast flame I was practicing with my left hand around my central neck - I reconsidered just before and let it go toward my feet. With that recoil and the explosion that burst on the floor, my body rose and I was able to do a critical aerial orbital modification to avoid the attack on the remaining two necks. Kick Cerberus in the head passing at his feet and at the same time land on that back with just two toes, grab the hyena on his back to secure his posture, and hold the 'Helix Sword (Karadborg)' with both hands as it is to shed all his magic. "" Gha-!!! " Two free necks scream, but a blade that spins as it is, regardless, amputates the face of the right neck. I put a blow to my brain in Todome and completely burned it from the inside out as a magic sword of flames as it was. "" - crap... crap!!? " Cerberus rambling wildly in death and rubbing his back against the floor. Exactly unable to secure its position, to where I let go of my leg, I wondered if my left neck inflated my mouth for a moment, momentum well released the fierce venomous saliva with a watery momentum. "Knock - hey, no!!" Desperately, but the splashy splash hits all over my skin, where it hits me, it becomes like a flame, just a little touch and the blood runs out. "This, you bastard! Through magic again to the 'Helix Sword (Karadborg)' as he screams, he spirals fast, bouncing the spirits of poison that continue to be released. "Eat - Eh!! A swirl of blade protruding even faster spinning was sucked into Cerberus's mouth in a straight line, penetrating all the way to the cerebromedulla at once. "Ghan!! As he tried to unleash his magic with his screaming remaining central neck hanging, Cerberus' body was wrapped in light and vanished. ...... Suddenly confused towards me, that guy I've been watching, for some reason, sighed and shouted in a glorious voice. "You win. The hit point cut %, so she was forced back to the castle. I think he's in therapy right now, but how out of standard is it to almost kill the boss on the th floor?" No, I'm pretty clumsy, and I'm bleeding out of my whole body? "If you're satisfied with the five bodies, you're almost as safe as ever." Instructor Nyanko (Mentor), who was mixed with a group of his peers - including Ninomae - who were watching us further away from the response, shook his head and agreed violently. "Oh, is that what it is" They won for now, so I put the 'Helix Sword (Karadborg)' back into a straight sword and fell into a sheath, back under my fellow shout-outs of victory. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ I'm out of time, I'm a fig. The other day, it was easier to secure prey on the hunting grounds thanks to the sunshine and ranking up from Kid Ghost (Goblin) to Demon Ghost (Oni). Even Lizardman, who was formerly tough, is nearly enough to kill for a second. Because of this, my people grew up quickly, and when I realized it, it was a large group of nearly ,000 people, occupying almost exclusively the three tiers (floors) of the underground labyrinth, and my people created a group called 'Fig Empire' to worship me as emperor. By the way, mentor Nyanko, who heard the founding and the name of the country, somehow graduated on the spot. When I woke up, I said, "I don't know. Non is irrelevant. It's not what Non found out," he locked himself in a giant wooden sink outside the settlement and stopped coming out. Well, cats disappear when they understand the time of death, so maybe something like that. So, a bunch of Ningen adventurers have mobilized quite a few times to get rid of us, but we have slaughtered and returned all the Ningens without the skill of getting ahead of the power of the monsters of other races who have evolved into superior races, starting with the hillbilly and, more importantly, me and the big ghost (orga) Ninomae, plus the horse ghosts, the cow ghosts, and even the other species who have come to follow us. ... Speaking of which, you had a young male in that group who had previously paired up with an asshole face down. Well, the difference in power has now opened up so much that it's not a problem at all, but every time, because of the wizard woman we're acting with, it's a situation where we're being run away in another step in a place called Todome. Still, without punishment, it feels like next time I'm going to be reckless again... and every time, I'm supposed to be putting a pretty deep hand on it. What kind of vitality is it, what about me? Now I'll try to crush your head. It's good that I was making you say Buybuoy like that, but apparently the country's name was worse than anything else - the great man in this labyrinth (dungeon) who came said, "The emperor who unifies demons is just one of you!" or something like that - it wiped out my country and the majority of my men, the whole thing. No, it's really extinguished in an instant. There is an upper part of the world, or is it that the only thing intruded on was a frog in a well... Anyway, when I realized it, there were only a dozen of them except me...... it was almost half dead too, in a state where I was barely breathing. Seeing how we were, that great man who came - the emerald skeleton with bells all over his body and stopped the owl on his shoulder - if you named General Thirteen Demons' [King of Reapers (A Petit)] Saddle Horse "Kurama" or something, released an alternating laugh with no admiration and joy and took out a spear with a black stone tip from nowhere. "Scratch! I didn't know you still had breath even after this attack. But don't worry, this eagle is merciful, so he'll stab me in the face right away. Let's start with you." The tip of the spear set a target on my heart first. - Is that it? Can't even mate with that one and it's over!? The moment I thought so, "Wait a minute! Saddle horse, stop! I thought you finally saw the hallucinations and hallucinations. It's that one! That one with the beauty of heaven appeared more like the wind from nowhere! "This is princess! In such a miserable place, we find this saddle horse extraordinary happiness, such as the honor of worshipping the princess's honor." The great man immediately erases his weapon and lays flat on both knees on the spot. I don't give a shit about us rolling around. It looks transparent that you think it doesn't matter. "... at all. If you ask me for news, I wonder why my body doesn't know how to handle it." That one who sighs with a troubled face. I'm not worried about my face, I'm attractive, and I'd like to ask you to stay mate, but unfortunately my body, my mouth, and my pickles don't move. And in the "Hear the News" part, I looked at the tip that moved my gaze, trying to crawl to the ground and Master Nyanko was trembling on the ground with five bodies down. "Ha... I still did quite a bit of relief with this. And instead of the princess, I'm going to impose sanctions on the fools who called the emperor, but will this eagle do anything that touches the princess's mind? A great man who looks anxious and puts his face up. "No, I know perfectly well that you did your job, and there are no mistakes you can blame from me -" Then like looking for words, the one who puts his finger on his cheek and often conceives. "For once, I've been feeding and eyeing you for a long time, so I don't think it's a bit unbearable to kill you sooner...? For some reason, at the end of the day, it was a question system. "Well, for now, you want to keep the survival with me and decide what to do with it? To that man's words, a great man called Saddle Horse, who bows his head respectfully. "If it's the princess's decision, I don't have to say no or no." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ So that's us, and then you healed that guy's wound. When I was asked about my future hopes, I hung up and said, "Whatever, mate with you -" and my consciousness was interrupted for a moment. He had some kind of blow, and that one snapped him in the neck. So second hope, I've been thinking about learning human martial arts and physical arts for a long time. As a prep for that, he first asked me to confirm my current powers, and I was brought to the boss room on the last 30 floors to fight Cerberus one-on-one. When I realized, at some point, there was a tall old man standing behind him. He's a very powerful man in his old habits. - Strong. Instinctively, I understood. "How about working him out? "You look like a pretty funny kid. It would be a big deal if it were my style. Again, it's hard to be a demon ghost. I already have one person on hand, but the basic structure is no different from that of a human being, and the sturdiness and vitality are different digits. I can't wait to swing a murder move." That one who puts a little distance from the old man who says so and laughs. "- Well, that means it's okay for now. Sophia, for example, evolved to be there. If we were both to become disciples of the Beast King and train officially in our own country, we should also consider names like that..." Away from the old man, who shrugs his shoulders gently, that one came to me. "That's why I'm going to take care of you. From now on, I'll have that Beast King loaded with archery as my master, so thank you. And everyone else will be integrated into the Great Ghost (Auga) unit I know, so be ready to leave by the end of the day." I snorted at what I was told. This life, found by this person and helped by this person, will surely meet your expectations! With all my spirit, I cried out the words of my vows. "And make sure you mate!!" "... in the end, that's it" That's why I said goodbye to the Labyrinth (dungeon) where I was born and raised, and later I was to be named a new companion.
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ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ฃ›่กŒใ•ใ›ใฆใ€่‡ชๅ‹•ใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏ่ƒŒไธญ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‹•ใใŒๅ˜่ชฟใชไธŠใซAIใฎ่ž้€šใŒๅˆฉใ‹ใšใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ›ใšใ€ไฝ™่จˆใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใง้žๅธธใซไฝฟใ„ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใŒๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใŸใ‚ๅพŒๆ—ฅใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆๆœ›ใงๆ‰‹ๅ‹•ใงๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใงใใ‚‹่ƒธใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซ็ ใŒ่ฟฝๅŠ ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใซใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ๅŒๆ™‚ไธฆ่กŒใงใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใใ€่ฒด้‡ใช่ƒธใจ่ƒŒไธญใฎ2ใ‚นใƒญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๅกžใไพกๅ€คใŒใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅคšใใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ไบบใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใŒใ“ใฎไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ‚’ๅฏ่ƒฝใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฏใƒœใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹้•ๆณ•ๆ”น้€ ใ ใจใ‹ใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจ้™ฐๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใจใ—ใฆๆ–ญ่จ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚่ช“ใฃใฆใ‚คใƒณใƒใ‚ญใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปฎใซใ‚คใƒณใƒใ‚ญใ ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆœฌไบบใฎใ‚นใƒšใƒƒใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคšใใฎไบบใŒไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ฉบๅ‰็ตถๅพŒใฎไนๅˆ€ๆตใ€‚ใใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใฏใ€Žไธฆๅˆ—ๆ€่€ƒใ€โ€•โ€•ๅˆ†ๅ‰ฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฝœๆฅญใ‚’ๅŒๆ™‚ไธฆ่กŒใง้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‰่ƒฝใซใ‚ใฃใŸ(ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ไธกๆ‰‹่ถณใฎๆ•ฐใฏ้™ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ญใƒผใƒœใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅข—่จญใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ…จ้ƒจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒณ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎใ€Ž็ตถใ€ไปฅๅค–ใฎไฝ•ๆœฌใ‹โ€•โ€•8ๆœฌใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใซใ€Ž่Šฑใƒป้ณฅใƒป้ขจใƒปๆœˆใƒปๅคขใƒปๅนปใƒปๆณกใƒปๅฝฑใ€ใฎๅใŒไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใซใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒใƒฉใ‚ฐใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใ€‚ ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใจๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใงใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„็ณปใฎใปใ†ใŒ็›ธๆ€งใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญ(ใจใฏใ„ใˆ ใ€Œ......ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚้€šใ‚Š่ถŠใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏๆญฃ็œŸๆญฃ้Š˜ใฎๅคฉๆ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ๆœฌไบบใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซๅคฉๆถฏใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้ ทใใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ช่จใใ†ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใชใซใ‹ใ”ไธๆ˜Žใช็‚นใชใฉใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไธๆ˜Žใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’่žใใจใ‹ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใฆใญใ€‚ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅˆฅใซใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ€งๆ ผใŒ็ ด็ถปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ๅฅฝใๅซŒใ„ใŒใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ—ใฆใ„ใฆๅซŒใชใ“ใจใฏใ‚ญใƒƒใƒ‘ใƒชๆ–ญใ‚‹ไบบใ ใฃใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ€‚ ใงใ€็‰นใซๅซŒใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ฝไปคใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใˆใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ดๆŽฅใ€็งใŒ่ฉฑใ‚’ใงใใ‚Œใฐใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏ้•ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏใ“ใฃใกใงๅ…„ไธธใ•ใ‚“ใซไผผใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใงๆ‰‹ไธ€ๆฏใ ใฃใŸใ—ใญใ‡ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œใ€ŽไผผใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏๅฝ“ไบบใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“~~~ใฃใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงใญใ‡ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซๅ›žๅŽใ—ใŸๆญปไฝ“ใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹็”ฒใจ่ถณ็”ฒใ‚‚ใ€้‘‘ๅฎšใฎ็ตๆžœใ€Žๅนฒๅฐ†ใ€ใ€Ž่Žซ่€ถใ€ใซ้–“้•ใ„ใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใƒผใ‚“ใ‹ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไบ’ใ„ๅฟ™ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅ่ฉฑใ™ๆฉŸไผšใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใง้ ญใฎใƒใ‚ธใŒๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ~ใ€ ใพใ‚ใƒขใƒ‹ใ‚ฟใƒผ่ถŠใ—ใงใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใฎไธญ่บซใฏๅฎŸใฏใ“ใ†ใงใ—ใŸใƒปใƒปใƒปใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใพใŸ่‹ฅๅนฒ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใชใ€ๆ นๆœฌ็š„ใซไบบ้–“ๆ€งใซๅŽšใฟใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅ„‚ใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใชใ€‚ๅญไพ›ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใƒใ‚ฐใƒใ‚ฐใชๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใชใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็ขบใ‹ใซๅ…„ไธธใ•ใ‚“ใจใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใชใฎใงใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ€Žๆœฌไบบใซ้™ใ‚Šใชใ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ€ ใพใ‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ก”่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šใฎ่ก€ใ‚’้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ—ใฆๆฎบใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅฏ่ฆšใ‚ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฝขใซๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใจใ€ใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆง˜ใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ€ŽไผผใŸ่ชฐใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใงๅ‘จ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ! ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใŒไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใŒ้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ้ฆ™่Œถใฎใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚‚ไธ€ๆฎต่ฝใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ๅ„‚ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚‚่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใฎๅผ›็ทฉใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅ†ๅบฆๅผตใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใฏใชใ‚“ใฆใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€็ถšใ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใใ†ใŸใ„ใ—ใŸ่ฉฑใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ„‚ใฎ็ฅ–ๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใŒ็พๅœจใฎใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใ‚’่„ฑ้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฒปใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใฎๅ‚˜ไธ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใชใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใฃใฆใ‡!?!ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒ็ตถๅซใ—ใŸใ€‚
The day after that noise, there was a heavy atmosphere in the king's private room in the royal palace of Ara. Even so, silent with a serious face are King Collard and two heavenly (tendrils) in tuxedos standing behind me, the big lion beast man if he's present - that he has SS ranked adventurer credentials with only five people on the continent - "Beast King" is drinking Shimmerpuri incense tea (this way), and the rare (barely) standing on the wall and watching how it looks is nibbling under his mask funny, and I'm not feeling good about whether my brother Maru's (too much) blood tasted or drank too much, or my stomach. "... In the meantime, I am fortunate that there were no deaths among the civilian population" After rubbing my eyes off the top of my eyelid - I guess I stayed up all night with post-processing. His eyes are bright red - King Collard, who hung his glasses back on, looked around together to tell himself, summing up the story. "Fortunately for what! The princess has been attacked. Lift your right hand up and forgive the sky as it rises dramatically. "That's it. I was originally the one who refused to escort you because of your patience, and I am responsible for walking defenselessly. Collard, you are not guilty. First of all, it doesn't make sense for me to have hundreds of escorts on my opponent. You're lucky there weren't any dead in the civilian population." Well, he said some of the spotted pigeon (but) men who were secretly escorting and watching me died, but this is about our country, so I'm not going to talk about it here. "... Gu. But......" I roar in dissatisfaction, but I guess it's because of the burden of not making it ourselves too - no, when we actually met again, we suddenly scratched our bellies with a knife and hurt ourselves, looking like we could die of indignation from a sense of responsibility... Even though I didn't have enough MP (Magic Point), I was shredded with a huge amount of HP (Hit Point) in front of me, so I managed to heal myself while drinking the MP (Magic Point) potion in hand, but I almost went crazy again in jeopardy - I chewed my lips on regret all my life and looked down. "Absolutely right, what would have happened if Old Master Beast King had been present at the scene...... I'm relieved" Well, at that time, I was kidnapped, raped, whatever I wanted... So, everyone in the mad country is looking for me by destroying everything in this world without any brakes. - Yeah, that's definitely a relaxing story in a double sense. "- Well, what Non was there was a guy called Become. Besides, you finally knocked him out because you're a young lady." The Beast King gently shrugs his shoulders by releasing the cup from his mouth. My lifelong eyebrows bounce picklessly at the call of "Lady," but I seem to have endured it because I am the benefactor of my life. "It must also be thanks to Mr. Beast King around there. I cut my brother's HP (hit point) first... no, because he did some serious damage and was settled in a short time." Actually, that runoff doesn't last that long. Hey. If my brother Maru was satisfied with his five bodies and was in perfect condition, he probably ran out of gas on his way to battle. In fact, I struggled a lot when I was a beginner (Beginner), and as long as there were active (Active)/passive (Non-Active) MObs (Enemy Monsters) around me, I was raging around and eventually I was cut off a few remaining HPs and self-destruct was common. So the moment I awoke was in front of the monitor, wow! I just had to raise my hands like that. "Nevertheless, at the same time that Master Rapok will be visible before us, the Brother Maru will appear before the princess... no, I didn't know the Brother Maru would appear -" "Well, it wouldn't be a coincidence. They said 'stop' over there in the first place, so I guess we were working together no matter what you think. - Well, you didn't die that often." When I pointed my impressed gaze at a rare person (barely), a much lighter laugh returned. "That's definitely a hydride. I ran away, so I did my best." "- Oh, my God. That's what your Lord says." The Beast King glimpsed a rare man's mask. S-Rank Adventurer and SS Rank Adventurer, apparently they were originally familiar, because when I introduced them to the rare, they laughed with their noses "heh, Maraud" for meaning. "Anyway, just the sword pressure I normally shake, the ground breaks, the trees snap down, and the rocks crush, so hey... it's like fighting a disaster that looked human, without this sword and armor the princess gave me, it would have been two straight games without a meeting. No, it would have sucked if it had lasted a little longer. - 'It's time,' he said, and it helped me pull it off." "Rapo Kusan and his most powerful sword, Absolutely, deserve praise even if he could have fought me properly against you." I thought so from the bottom of my heart. Looks like he's auditioning against one of our roundtable members, and if he's bad at it, maybe I won't win anymore. "Well, the other guy was obviously out of hand buying time, too, so while I was showing him some room, I thought he was fast..." Hmm. Does that mean you're under-attacked? Maybe it's time for the Auga Stroke to run out of power. Even if you change it to gear just a little bit above... so what's more, there's more and more people around you than you are... Well, extra worries won't start. In the meantime, we need to counter the current threat. "- I see. Well, you're pretty sure he was out of control... there was only one sword they used? "Yes, though.... Could it be duplicitous by nature? I shook my neck sideways, remembering the way Lapokusan fought during the game against a rare man who distorted his mouth with a disgusting face. "Yeah, seriously, I use nine at the same time. Nine knives." A rare man and King Collard who relaxes gawdly. The Beast King didn't particularly change his expression just by saying "ho". "How do you use nine?!" A naturally rare question. "Mm-hmm. Well... there's like a magic guide that attacks automatically with a sword in the air. I suppose it feels like improving it so that we can move freely at the will of our users and fight with two swords in both hands at the same time as we use them in seven pieces." It's easy to put it in words, but all I know is that I can imitate like this. Items that fly multiple swords in the first place and attack them automatically are back gear, but they were very user-friendly because they didn't accommodate the AI over the monotony of the movement, didn't attack the opponent you wanted them to attack, and attacked the extra opponent. So later on, a control bead was added for a chest item that I could control manually at the request of the player, but I didn't have to think about it. I couldn't control that in parallel at the same time during the fight, and it was determined that it wasn't worth blocking two slots on my precious chest and back, and a lot of players treated me as a trash item, but the only people Pokรฉmon made this impossible. At the time, I was getting a lot of pussy slapped about using bots and illegal modifications, but I can assure you as an Alliance Master. I swear, I'm not tickling. Assuming it was a tick, it would mean the specs of the person. An unprecedented nine-knife stream that many thought was some sort of trick. The secret was to 'parallel thinking' - a talent that allowed split work to proceed in parallel at the same time (that said, the number of both hands and feet is limited, so adding a keyboard can't all be used at the same time, so I also said that some other bottles besides the 'extinction' of the main equipment - each of the eight bottles is named 'flower, bird, wind, moon, dream, phantom, bubble, shadow' - have a little lug). So I got serious, dealing with Lapokusan is the same thing as dealing with level cap (kanst) players at the same time, at least I'll never win. A wizard system would be better suited, still with the means to make powerful attacks from a distance (although the profession (Job) is originally a good defensive kamikaze knight, so it's 'still' though). "... that's outrageous" A rare man who shakes his head with the feeling that it's also past impression. "Well, I'm a genuine genius, so hey. - So, were you really a lot of people? Heaven snorted firmly at the inquiry looking back, then looked back at me suspiciously. "Definitely. - Is there anything you have questions about? "I don't know, I can't believe that Ayabara Pokusa listens to someone's orders. What is it? I don't know if it's a god, but it doesn't really come down to anybody using it in their jaws." That said, I don't mean that Lapokushan's character is broken, but that he was a kick-ass no to what he liked or disliked. So, I was supposed to be the type of person who especially hated it to order it from above, hey. "In person, I might have been somewhat different around there if I could have talked, but this one was full of responses from someone similar to my brother Maru over here, and hey..." "Does' similar 'mean you weren't the one...? "Mm-hmm, that's where the subtleties are. Sure enough, neither the bodies we recovered, nor the armor and toenails that were left behind, were incorrect in" Dry General "and" Moye "as a result of the appraisal..." But, uh, there's a subtle discomfort. "We weren't busy talking directly to each other, but I don't think you were the one with the head screws blowing up that far ~" Well, I didn't know it was over the monitor, but the actual contents were actually... But then again, I feel a little different. "... what a so-called, fundamentally un-thickness in humanity" "You felt that too. You've got the impression that you're talking to a kid." The Beast King also agreed with my words. "But I did only think of you as my brother Maru, and so for now, I guess it's a place called 'Possible unlimited proximity to him'" Well, even I drank blood from a familiar face and killed it, and when I did, I just didn't sleep well, so there are some places I want to take it to that shape. "... and then, Lady Rapok too? "Well, for now, can you make it known in the form of 'someone similar'? "Ha! I understand that." Confirming that Heaven had given him a bowl of grace, he returned to the table the cup of incense tea that the Beast King had been drinking. "I think I've made a paragraph about you, so could you listen to Noh? In the words, the indoor slackening air strained again. In the sight of his surroundings, the Beast King uttered the following words in such a tone that there was no such thing as "That's not a big deal. I'm just talking about whether you can put me under the umbrella of your daughter's Imperial Crimson, as the kingdom of Kress, the motherland of Noh, is leaving the current Kres-Kensruna Federation." "Become - what the hell!?! King Collard exclaimed.
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ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ 1้€ฑ้–“ใถใ‚ŠใซไผšใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏใ€็œ‰้–“ใซ็šบใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใพใพๆทฑใ„ใตใ‹ใโ€•โ€•ใ„ใŸใ‚ๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไผšใ†ใŸใณใซใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ใƒใƒญใƒชใจๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ๆจใฟใŒใพใ—ใ„็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ8ๅ‰ฒๆ–นใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใชใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใญใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใธใฎๅ‘ผใณๅใŒใ€Ž้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆฅใฆๅค‰่ฃ…ใ‚’่งฃใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ๅนณไผใ—ใฆใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใซใŠใ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใฏใ€็•ใใ‚‚ใŠใ‚“ใฟใšใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ€ใจใ‹ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ„ใพใพใง้€šใ‚Šๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅ–‹ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใจๆญขใ‚ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Ž้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใฎใปใ†ใฏๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใˆใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€8ๅ‰ฒๆ–นใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅ›ฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใ—ใŸใ‹ใชใ? ใˆใƒผใจใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซไผšใฃใŸๆ™‚ใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใธๆธกใ—ใŸๅ ฑ้…ฌใฎไปถใงๅ›ฐใฃใฆใฆใ€‚ ๆฌกใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใจใฎๅฏ†่ซ‡ใฎไปถใงๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ€‚ ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๆณฃใใคใ„ใฆใใฆไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’ๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅ›ฐใ‚Šๆžœใฆใฆใ€‚ ้ญ”็‰ฉใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงใ‘ใกใ‚‡ใ‚“ใ‘ใกใ‚‡ใ‚“ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใ€ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใชใฃใฆใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆˆฆๅ ดใซ้™ใ‚Šใฆใใฆๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Š6ๅ›žใฎใ†ใก4ๅ›žใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใˆใƒผใจโ€•โ€• ใ€Œ็งใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใชใฎใฃใฆ67ใ—ใฆใ‚‚7ๅ‰ฒใใ‚‰ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ7ๅ‰ฒใŒ8ๅ‰ฒใงใ‚‚ใŸใ„ใ—ใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!ใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃใจใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅฑ…ไฝใพใ„ใ‚’ๆญฃใ™ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆˆฆๅ ดใงใฎใƒ˜ใƒญใƒ˜ใƒญ็Šถๆ…‹ใ‹ใ‚‰1้€ฑ้–“ใ‚‚็ตŒใฆใฐไฝ“ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅ‰ฒใซใฏๅฆ™ใซๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใง้ก”ใฎ่‰ฒ่‰ถใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅฝผๅฅณใงใ‚‚ใงใใŸใฎ?ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใถใปใฃ! ็›ด็ƒใง่žใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏๅฃ็›ดใ—ใซ้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใ’ใปใฃ...ใ’ใปใ’ใปใฃ......ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€‚ๅ‰ใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ†...ๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅนธใ›ใใ†ใชใ€ใƒชใ‚ขๅ……ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚€......ใฃใ€ ๅจๅ„€ใ‚’ๆญฃใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆบ€้ขใ‚’ใ“ใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใใฟใŸใ„ใซๅดฉใ™ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใฎ็ช“ๅฃ่ทๅ“กใซใƒขใƒŠใฃใฆๅจ˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒ็‰‡ๆ€ใ„ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœฌไบบใฏ็พๅœจ้€ฒ่กŒๅฝขใง3ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ็”ทใจ็”ทๅฅณไบค้š›ใ—ใฆใ‚‹่ตคๆฏ›ใฎๅจ˜ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใช่จ˜ๆ†ถใฏใ€ ใ‚ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ„ใ„ๅนดใ“ใ„ใŸ็”ทใŒใ€Žใงใตใตใฃใ€ใฏใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰็Œ›็ƒˆใชใ‚ขใ‚ฟใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใŸใณๆญฃๅผใซใŠไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ4ไบบ็›ฎใฎ ใ€Œใฏ? ใชใซใ‹??ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ ใพใ‚ๆœฌไบบใŒๅนธใ›ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใฉใƒผใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็งใซไผšใ„ใŸใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงๆฅใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆƒšๆฐ—่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸใใฆๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ“ใฃใกใฏ็”Ÿๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃใŸใ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใ‚! ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ใ—ใฆๆ†ฎ็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ่ฅฒๆฅใง็”Ÿใ˜ใŸไบบ็š„ใƒป็‰ฉ็š„่ขซๅฎณใฎ่ฃœๅกซใ€้ขจ่ฉ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ•†ไบบใฎๅพ€ๆฅใฎๆธ›โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๅ•้กŒใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใงใ™!ใ€ ใŠๅ‰ใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ“ใ“1้€ฑ้–“ใšใฃใจๅŸŽใซ็ฏญใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ๅงซๆง˜!?ใ€ใ€Œๅงซใ€ๆฌกใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใฏใ„ใคใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ใจ้™ณๆƒ…ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงๅคงๅฟ™ใ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใฎใƒใ‚คใƒ‘ใ‚นใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ—ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใจ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠใŸใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒฌๅนธใ„ใซใจไธ‹็•Œใธ้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ—ใŸใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€็™ฝ้พๅฑฑ่„ˆใซ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅฃใ‚’ใใ‚ใˆใฆใ€Žใ“ใ“ใฏๅ‰ๅคงใชใ‚‹ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใฎ้ ˜ๅœŸใ ใ€ใ€Žใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ใ€Žใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใƒใ‚ขใƒใ‚ขใ€ใจ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅๅ‰ใง้ ˜ๅœŸๅฎฃ่จ€ใ‚’่กŒใ„โ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ็—…ๆฐ—ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆŒ™ๅฅใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ?! ไธ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€็™ฝ้พๅฑฑ่„ˆใฎไธ€่ง’ใŒ็ชๅฆ‚ๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใงใใŸๅทจๅคงใช ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ใใ“ใฎไธ€้ƒจๅฆ–้ญ”ใŒใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฝใซ้žๅ”ๅŠ›็š„ใ ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅ›ฝใงใฏใ€่ชฌๅพ—ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ„ใกใ„ใก็ ดๅฃŠๆดปๅ‹•ใ‚’ไผดใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ......ใงใใ‚Œใฐๅฆๅฎšใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ๅฆๅฎšใงใใชใ„ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใŒๅคšใ€…ใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ„ใŸใ„้ ˜ๅœŸๅฎฃ่จ€ใจใ„ใ„ใ€็ ดๅฃŠๆดปๅ‹•ใจใ„ใ„ใ€่ชฐใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆ่กŒใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใชใซใใ‚“ใชใซใ„ใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใฎๅœฐใฎไธปใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใžใจ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚็…ฎใ‚ˆใ†ใŒ็„ผใ“ใ†ใŒๅฅฝใๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช็†ๅฑˆใŒ้€šใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†! ใฉใ“ใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ้ ˜ๅœŸใงใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ›ฝใฎ้ ˜ๅœŸใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏไบบ้–“ๅดใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„? ๅ…ˆไฝๆฐ‘ใŸใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉใซๅ…ˆไฝๆจฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใจ่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚“~~ใฃใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅˆฅใซๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฝใฏ้ญ”็‰ฉใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ้€šๅธธใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใใ†ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏใ€่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’10ๅŒนใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ™›ใฟๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใฏๅœงๅ€’็š„้ŽใŽใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅทจๅคงใชใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใฏๅธ‚่ก—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„้–“่ฟ‘ใซ้™›ไธ‹ใจ้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฎใŠๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€้™›ไธ‹ใซๅฟƒ้…”ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใพใง็พใ‚Œใ€ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ‚„่ญฐไผšใฎ่ญฐๅ“กใฎ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ้š›ใ€Žใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใ€ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ตใถในใใงใฏใจใ„ใ†ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใงใ€็ซๆถˆใ—ใซๅคงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใใฎ่พบใ‚Šใฎ่ชฟๆ•ดใฎใŸใ‚ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎใงใ‹ใใฆๆš‘่‹ฆใ—ใ„ๅงฟใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆจใฟ็ฏ€ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ—ใฆใฏๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏไป–ไบบไบ‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆ…ฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ†~ใ‚“ใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใญใˆใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅ‘ใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ‹่พžใ‚ใŸใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€็งใ‚‚ใจใฃใจใจใ“ใ‚“ใชไป•ไบ‹ใฏ่พžใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒขใƒŠใจใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใชใซใ’ใซๆœฌ้ŸณใŒใ“ใผใ‚ŒใŸใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅฐป่พผใฟใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒไปปใซใชใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏๅ›ฝใฎไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใ‚„็ฅžๆฎฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Ž่‡ช็”ฑ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใฏ่กจๅ‘ใใฏๅ›ฝใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ฃใง้ญ”็‰ฉใจใคใชใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ใชใฉใจ็—›ใใ‚‚ใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใกใ‚‰ใฃใจใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่จ€ใ„็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅคšๅฐ‘ใ€็—›ใ„่…นใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใงใ—ใฆใ€ ใพใ‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใ“ใ“ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใจใƒŠใ‚ขใƒŠใ‚ขใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆ™‚็‚นใงใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใฃใฝใ„ใ‚ˆใญใƒผใ€‚ ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไธŠๆ‰‹ใ็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ†ใซใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใพใฃใŸใใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€ ๆ†ฎ็„ถใจๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚“ใง? ็งใซใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใจ? ็งใŸใกใ“ใ‚“ใชใซไปฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่ก—ไธญใงๆˆฆใ†็Œฟ่Šๅฑ…ใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใฃ! ใจใ„ใ†้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็งใŒๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™! ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€่จ“็ทดๆ‰€ใงใ€้™›ไธ‹ใจ่ฆชใ—ใ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸใจๅฃใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใฏใ€่จ“็ทดๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’8ๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰20ๆ™‚้–“ใซๅข—ใ‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ—ฅใซๆ—ฅใซใ‚„ใคใ‚Œใฆใ„ใๆœ‰ๆง˜ใงใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚้˜ฟๅ‘†...ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ไธๆ†ซใชๅญใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใฎใงใ€็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ้™›ไธ‹ใจ้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚่ฟ‘้ƒŠใงใ€่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใŸ้จ’ใŽใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ•ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒ1็‚นใงใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใจใ‹ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ้จ’ใŽใฎใปใ†ใฏใ€ใ„ใพใพใง้€šใ‚Šใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ†ใƒชใƒˆใƒชใƒผใซไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸไบบ้–“ใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใชใจใ‹ใ€้ฃŸใ†ใชใจใ‹่‡ชๆˆ’ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅพŒใฏ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใŠ่ฉฑใงใใŸ็”ฒๆ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ†1็‚น็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใฏใ“ใฎๅพŒใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚ซใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใธๅ‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใฐไปŠๅ›žใฎ้จ’ใŽใฎๅ‰ใซใฝใ‚ใฃใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใฃใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใกใŠใ†ใใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚ŠใŠๅ‹งใ‚ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใ‚’ใซใ˜ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง?ใ€ ๅˆฅใซๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ—ใซ่กŒใใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ไบˆๆœŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€้ป™ใฃใฆๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใฎๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰2้€šใฎๅฐ็ญ’ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ด ใฃๆฐ—็„กใ„็™ฝใฎๅฐ็ญ’ใงใ€่œœ่‹ใงๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‡บๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฎ›ๅใจใ‹ๅฐใจใ‹ใฏๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใซใ“ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚้žๅ…ฌๅผใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€็‰‡ๆ–นใฏ่ฒดๆ—้™ข่ญฐไผšใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡ๆ–นใฏ็ฌฌไธ‰็Ž‹ๅญใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๅฝขใง้™›ไธ‹ใซใŠๆธกใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅ›ฝใฏ็งใฉใ‚‚ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’็–‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฐใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆไธญ่บซใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ใ€Ž ่–”่–‡ใฎ็ฝชไบบ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใช็‰ฉ้จ’ใชใ‚‚ใฎไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„! ใƒšใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใใ‚‰ใ„่ฒธใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใงใ€ใƒšใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆไธญ่บซใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆ—้™ขใฎๆ–นใฏใ€Žๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ๅƒญ็งฐใ™ใ‚‹่ณŠๅพ’ใฏใ™ใฟใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ‚’่งฃ้™คใ—ใฆใ€ๅ›ฝใฎ็ฎก็†ไธ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ในใ—ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใญใ€‚็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใฏใใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฒกใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚้บๅคฑ็กฌ่ฒจใฎไปถใ‚‚ๆผใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅ›ฝใซ็ŒฎไธŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๆจช่ปŠใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆƒšใ‘ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ๆ‚ชใ„็ตๆžœใฏไบˆๆƒณใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆ‚ชใ„ๆˆ็ธพใฎใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใŒ่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใง้ ทใใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ป้šŠใฃใฆไฝ•ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅธธๅ‚™่ปใซๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ€ๅ„่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅฎถ่‡ฃๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅ…จ่ปๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ5~7ไธ‡ใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚ŒใŒใชใซใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ๆ„ๅค–ใจๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผๅ‹•ๅ“กใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ๅˆ†ๆŒใคใ‹ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ๆ…ŒใฆใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซ่จŠใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใฃใฆ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‚ˆใญ? ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใƒ„ใƒ–ใใ†ใ‹ใจ?ใ€ ็ท ใพใ‚Šใฎใชใ„ๅฃใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใจใ•ใ›ใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡ๆ–นใฎ็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€Ž้บ—ใ—ใๅงซๅ›ใธใ€‚ๅพŒใฎไธ–ใพใงใ“ใฎใคใŸใชใ„็ญ†่ทกใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใพใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ„›ใ—ใ„่–”่–‡ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆ›ธใๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ใ“ใฎ็†ฑใ„่ƒธใฎใ†ใกใ‚’ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ใฃใฆใชใซใ“ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๆ‹ๆ–‡ใ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใพใ™ใŒใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ่ฃœ่ถณใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰‡ๆ–นใงใฏๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€็‰‡ๆ–นใงใฏๆ‹ๆ–‡่ดˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใฏ้Œฏไนฑใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆ...ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆฅใซๆœ€ๅพŒ้€š็‰’ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€่ถณ้ฃ›ใณใซๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šใจใ‹็†่งฃใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚......ใใ‚Œใจ็ฌฌไธ‰็Ž‹ๅญใฏๅ…ฌไบบใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€่ฒดๆ—้™ข่ญฐไผšใจใฏใพใฃใŸใ้–ขไฟ‚ใŒใชใ„ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจ็…™ใŸใŒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅˆฅๅ€‹ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ๅญใŒ่ฒดๆ—ใซ็…™ใŸใŒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ˆใปใฉใ‚ขใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใชใฎใ‹ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใฎๆ—ขๅพ—ๆจฉใ‚’ไพตๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉๆœ‰่ƒฝใชใฎใ‹โ€•โ€•ใ„ใใชใ‚ŠไผšใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„้ญ”ๆ—ใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅงซใซๆ‹ๆ–‡่ดˆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๅ‰่€…ใฃใฝใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ—ใ‚่‹ฑ้›„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚11ๆญณใฎๆ™‚ใซ้ฟๆš‘ๅœฐใงๆš—ๆฎบ่€…8ไบบใซ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้š›ใซใ€5ใคๅนดไธ‹ใฎๅฆนๅงซใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๆฎฒๆป…ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’็šฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใซใ€ๅนดใซไธ€ๅบฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚ซใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใง่กŒใชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆญฆ่Šธๅคงไผšๅ‰ฃใฎ้ƒจใง12ๆญณใ‹ใ‚‰5้€ฃ่ฆ‡ใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€ๅฎŸๆˆฆใ‚’็ฉใ‚€ใŸใ‚ใจใ—ใฆ14ๆญณใฎๆ™‚ใซ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ๅฟ—้ก˜ใ—ใ€16ๆญณใฎๆ™‚ใซใ€ŽSใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ€ใฎ็งฐๅทใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใพใ™ใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅญใจใ„ใ†่‚ฉๆ›ธใใ‚„ๆญฆ่Šธๅคงไผšใฎๆˆ็ธพใจใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใใ€็ด”็ฒ‹ใช่ƒฝๅŠ›ใจๅฎŸ็ธพใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ็งใซใฏใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅคฑ็คผใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ•ใ‚“ๆ›ฐใใ€็ด”็ฒ‹ใชๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใงใฏ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ป™ใฃใฆ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚ๆ‰€่ฉฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใฏ่‡ชๅทฑๆตใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใช่จ“็ทดใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฉใ“ใพใง้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใŸใใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใชใซใ—ใ‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏSใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฏๆŠ˜ใ‚Š็ด™ใคใใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚่‹ฅใใฆใƒใƒณใ‚ตใƒ ใจใ‚ใฃใฆ็”ทๅฅณๅ•ใ‚ใšใซๅคงไบบๆฐ—ใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใฎใง็Ž‹ๆ—ใฏใŠ้ฃพใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸใ„่ฒดๆ—้™ขใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ้ก”ใคใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐ็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใฃใฝใ„ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ขๅ€’ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใฎใปใ†ใฏ็งใซไผšใ„ใŸใ„ใจๆ—ฅๆ™‚ใ€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใงๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใฆใใŸใ—ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆไผšใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚ไธ‡ไธ€็ฝ ใชใ‚‰้ฃŸใ„็ ดใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ่ซฆใ‚้ก”ใง่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ†ใƒปใƒปใƒปใงใใ‚Œใฐ่žใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใชๆ—ฅๆ™‚ใจๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ใŠ่žใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฅ้€ฑใฎ3ๆ—ฅใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใง้–‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไปฎ้ข่ˆž่ธไผšไผšๅ ดใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐ็š„ใซใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎใใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใจๅŒๅฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๆ‹›ๅพ…็Šถใจใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใ•ใ›ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€็”ทๅฅณใฎๅฏ†ไผšใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใกใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚่‰ฒๆ‹ๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใˆใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ€ใ ใ„ใŸใ„่ฉฑใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใชใ€ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒŒไธญใธใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒๅˆ‡ใ€…ใจ่จดใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ไธ‡ไธ€่ฒดๆ—้™ขใชใ‚Šใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใชใ‚ŠใŒ็„ก็คผใ‚’ๅƒใ„ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅ…จใฆใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ‚„็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎ็ทๆ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏใŠๅฟƒใซ็•™ใ‚็ฝฎใใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€? ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่€ƒใˆใฆๅ•ใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไธ€้ƒจใจใใ†ใงใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใฉใ†ๅŒบๅˆฅใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎ? ้ป™ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใฏ่‚ฏๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ ใ—ใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰่พบใฎๅŒบๅˆฅใฎไป˜ใ‘ๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ€ๅ›ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸ่œ‚ใŒๅทฃใซ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใกใ„ใกไธ€ๅŒนใšใค้ธใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„? ๅทฃใ”ใจๆฝฐใ™ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใŸ็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ็„ก่จ€ใง็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ฒดๆ—้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใฎ้–“ใซๆŒŸใ‚“ใงๆŒฏใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅฅชใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ„ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจ่™ซใฎใ„ใ„่ฉฑใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„? ็งใŒใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใŒ็†ๆƒณใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใงใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจๅ…ฌๅนณใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ‹ไบบใจใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ~ใ€ใจ็ถšใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆญขใ‚ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚
Number One: Chestnuts In Fire "... we've got a problem" The chief of the Collard Guild in Ara City, who I haven't seen in a week, said so with a wrinkle between his eyebrows. "No, I feel like I'm always in trouble every time I see something? Unexpectedly, Collard Guild Leader sees my face with resentment and leaked thoughts. "Your Majesty is responsible for % of them." Soon my calling to Bok has changed to 'Your Majesty'. When I first came to this room and solved the disguise, I lay down and began to say, "Your majesty has made me do this, from awe and awe -" "Because that's fine. I just need you to talk to me as normal as ever." And I stopped, 'Your Majesty' doesn't seem more willing to change it. I was wondering if % of the time I did something that would make you in trouble? Um, the first time we met, I was having trouble with the reward I gave Joey. Trouble with my secret conversation next. So, I cried and refused to negotiate, and I was in trouble. I lost my battle against demons, and I can't believe I'm in trouble. At the end of the day, I came down to the battlefield and was confused. I mean, like, four out of six. What, so, uh... "It's % because of me, rounding it up, maybe 70%? "70% doesn't change much, even 80%! Excuse me." Hurry up and cough up and correct your residence. Exactly. I would have gotten back into strength less than a week after my helo condition on the battlefield, but for the trouble, I'm oddly healthy and my face is glossy... "- Did she even do it? - Buho! When I heard about it on the straight ball, the guild leader put the incense tea (like this) he had been drinking into his trachea to mend his mouth. "Ho ho... Ho ho ho... hey, why does that happen?!" "No, somehow. Unlike before, there are signs of rear filling (aura) that seem happy from all over the body." "Mm..." I tried to correct the prestige, but the next moment, the collard guild leader collapses his full face like a konnyaki. "Hey, you know what I mean? So, heh, no, I have a daughter named Mona at the guild desk." Yeah, the guild chief thought one thing, but he's a red-haired daughter who's currently dating about three guys in a progression. Most of the shocking memories around here have been wiped clean from the head of the Alliance Commander by the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye). And I don't care. A good old man said, "So heh heh." I want you to stop because I'm sick. "I got a fierce attack from her, and this time I'm officially going to hang out with you" "Fourth person feeding..." "What? What??" "No, because it's nothing" Well, if I'm happy, I'm not happy. "I mean, you wanted to see me, so I came, and you called me because you wanted to talk about that kind of love affair? I've never had a girlfriend in my whole life.... dammit, explode! "You can't be! Alliance leader who turns and makes a sharp face. "Remediation of human and material damage caused by demonic raids, reduction of merchant movements due to reputation - well, this area will work out if it takes time. The problem is His Majesty's influence! Even if they say you're the cause, I've been stuck in the castle for the past week, and I've been very busy with my guys complaining, "Why didn't you call yourself Princess!?" "Princess, when's the next turn?!?" So, with the feeling of seeing it online for a change of mood, I took a peek at the Collard Guild Director on a bypass through the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye) and he wanted to get in touch with me somehow, so here I am. Fortunately, I came down to the lower realm. "... did you do something? "His Majesty didn't do anything directly. However, monsters appearing in the Great Forest, ancient ruins (dungeons), and the White Dragon Mountains keep their mouths shut and make territorial declarations in His Majesty's name: 'This is the territory of the great Hyuki-sama', 'Let him die for Hyuki-sama', 'Hyuki-sama Haaaa' -" I think the last one is some kind of illness. "Quote, what is that?! Yesterday, I heard that a huge broken hole (crater) in the corner of the White Dragon Mountains suddenly blew up!? Rumor has it your majesty has something to do with that too?! "Oh, some demons over there are uncooperative with our country, so Kiki and Shushu and Katsu volunteered, among other things, to try to persuade them locally, but they seem to have gone too far into persuasion." "In His Majesty's kingdom, persuasion involves destruction at best!?" "Hey... I'd just like to deny it if I could." I have a lot of undeniable thoughts. "It's more or less called territorial declarations, it's called sabotage activities, with whose permission are you doing it?!" What are you so sudden about? I answered, twisting my neck. "All with permission from the Lord of the land, please? Maybe because they're all nationals of our country. Hey. Don't you like to cook like a boiler? "There's no way that's going to make sense! Everywhere is our national territory! No, I don't mean the territory of the country, but isn't that what the human side decided on its own? I didn't get permission from an indigenous demon. When I said, "There's no way the demon has a right of abode," he returned. "... Mm-hmm. Then there's nothing wrong with that. My country is full of demons, so it's a stance that we don't recognize our existence as human beings, right? Then why don't we just ignore cancer no matter what the demons say? "If it's normal, it is..." Here the Collard Guild Leader turned out to be like chewing up about 10 bitters. "His Majesty's influence is overwhelming. They also saw that giant dragon from the city, not to mention some adventurers who saw the help of His Majesty and his men nearby, even appearing sickened by His Majesty, and at the end of an opinion among citizens and members of Parliament that they should not join hands with the 'Imperial Crimson' at this time, they are in trouble to extinguish the fire. Mr. Garte's absence is also to adjust the area." Oh, if you don't think there's something missing, is it because you didn't have the big, hot bitter look of Deputy Guild Manager Garte? That said, even if they hit such a grudge festival, as far as I'm concerned, it's other personnel. Hey, I can only comfort you appropriately. "Hmm, that's tough. It's not for you originally, so why don't you quit guild leader or something? "Yeah, I quit my job like this, too, but I don't want to talk to Mona." Yeah, you spilled something real. "Everyone butts in and doesn't try to succeed me" "Recently, even from the upper echelons of the country and the temple, he said, 'The city of Ara, the free city, is ostensibly following the country, but it is connected with demons behind it?' It doesn't even hurt -" I looked at me and said it again. [M] "- Somewhat at the end of the search for a painful stomach." Well, it sounds like you're actually out at the point where you're having a conversation with me and Naanaa here. "Well, sure enough, I'd have stood around a little better if I could have done the abdominal arts." "Yeah, you're absolutely right" Collard Guild Leader who agrees unequivocally. "... why? What do you want me to do? We're so unfriendly, do we even play monkeys fighting for two around the city for an appeal? "You can't do it. Ugh! His Majesty's influence is high, so if you do that, I'll be stabbed from behind! In fact, at the training center, Joey slipped his mouth that he had spoken intimately with His Majesty, and you increased your training time from 8 to 20 hours, and it seemed like you would be doing it day by day..." Everywhere, Azumi... you're a pitiful kid. "So what I ask you from me is that for a while Your Majesty and his men are near the city of Ara, and I ask you not to make any apparent noise," "Well, I was originally planning to leave Ara City (here) for a while. I think the big woods and all the noise around them will bring us back to the streets." I'm not going to encourage self-restraint about not attacking people who have broken into the territory, or eating them, but there won't be any purposeless invasions like runoff (stampede) in the future, I'll add. "It was worth talking to you about just hearing that. By the way, I'd like to make one more point." "What is it? "Her Majesty told me after this that he would be headed to Cardia, the king's capital." Oh, so you said it pompously before this mess. "Are you going to do that? "... Honestly, I don't really recommend it" Alliance Leader to stir up distress. "Why?" I'm not going to go fight anything. I guess I expected that question from the beginning, when I shut up and put two envelopes out of the desk drawer and put them in front of me. Both are elegant white envelopes, sealed with beeswax, but not with a name or stamp that tells us where they came from. "- What's this? "Both are informal, but one comes from the House of Lords and the other from His Royal Highness Prince Asil Claude, Third Prince. He asked me to give it to His Majesty in some way, and the country still seems to doubt our relationship." "Heh." In the meantime, I opened the seal and tried to check the contents, and when I called "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)," the guild leader pulled back. "-Don 't use such a noisy thing! I'll lend you about a paper knife! So, I borrowed a paper knife and read the contents... "Hmm, the House of Lords says, 'Thieves who denounce the state should be disarmed immediately and not put under the control of the state.'" "Well, you're right. The aim will be your fortune. The matter of the lost coins also seems to be leaking, and I was pushed a long way to dedicate it to the country. - Well, I've fallen in love appropriately." I expected bad results, but I knew I was the guild leader who nodded with a face like a bad grade test was returned. "Right. How many troops in this country, by the way? "If we were to match the standing army with mercenaries, with each noble ministerial group, it would be something like 50,000 to 70,000 for all armies combined. - What is it? "What a surprisingly few. I don't know how many minutes I'll have if I mobilize my roundtable members." "What are you talking about?! Momentum just jumped off the couch, and the rushed collard guild manager asked me, but the content of this letter is, in short, that's it, right? "No, it looks like a war has been declared, so I thought it was twisted? Guild chief looking speechless with his tight mouth puckered. "So, the other prince said, 'To Princess Reiki. I don't care if I leave this tedious handwriting in the afterlife. Let's write it down for my dear rose, in these hot breasts...' What is this? "... love text, though it seems like" Apparently, he calmed down a little, and I twisted my neck on the collard guild length supplement. "Is it confusing for the upper echelons of this country to declare war on one side and give love sentences on the other? "No... so it's not like an ultimatum, so don't understand a declaration of war or anything. ... and the Third Prince is a public person, but consider it separately, as he is somewhat smoked out, which has nothing to do with the House of Lords" "Is the prince smoked by the nobles? How arper or competent enough to violate the vested rights of the nobles - like suddenly giving love sentences to the princess of the Devil's Nation I've never met, or the former. "Anyway, I'm a hero. When I was 11 years old and targeted by eight assassins in a summer shelter, I skinned defending my five-younger sister Princess and annihilating all of this, winning from 12 to 5 consecutive years of age in the Sword Club of the Martial Arts Games, which takes place once a year in the Wang capital, Cardia. He also volunteered for the Wang Capital guild himself at the age of 14 to earn a real battle and earned the title of "S-Rank" at the age of 16. I'll tell you what, it's not about the title Prince or the martial arts tournament scores, it's about pure competence and accomplishment. I'm not sure, but with all due respect, Mr. Garte said that pure swordsmanship might outweigh your majesty. " I shrugged my shoulders in silence. Well, it's my fault. That said, I wonder if you'd like to try and see how far you go to someone with that kind of full training. Anyway, they seem to be S-ranked. "That's why strength is origami, and it's very popular with young, handsome men and women alike. So the royal family wants to decorate the House of Lords, so I guess it's not funny." From the look on your face, the guild leader sounds more like a prince. "It's a hassle.... That said, the prince has specified the date, time and place he would like to see me, and you might want to meet him once. If it's a trap, we'll just eat it." With that said, the Collard Guild Manager gave up and asked with his face. "Hmm... if possible, I'd like to decide not to ask, may I ask you the exact date, time and place? "The Masquerade Ball will be held in Wangdu next 3 days. I guess it's just in time." I flickered and showed that part of the letter and the invitation that was enclosed. "... I see, it's common for men and women to be intimate" "Well, I don't think it's gonna be sex shabby no matter what." As I said, I decided that the conversation was generally over, and I took a seat. To my back like that, the chief of the Collard Guild sues me cut. "Your Majesty, in the unlikely event that His Royal Highness Ashir works disrespectfully, it is not the general will of all nobles and royalty, please bear that in mind." - Hmm? I just thought about it and inquired. "So how do you distinguish some from others that aren't? If I'd watched it in silence, that would have been affirmative, and I don't know how to tell the difference around there? So if the bee that stabbed you escaped into the nest, which one would you choose? I guess we'll crush every nest." ......... The guild chief closed his eyes silently, expecting to some extent that such an answer would return. Bok continued as he sandwiched a letter from the House of Lords between his fingers. "Isn't it a lot of good talk about bugs that you take away and take away your stuff? I think it's a lot fairer because what I'm trying to do is the very world these guys are looking for." Finally, I thought I'd go on saying hello to my lover, but I stopped that.
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ๅข—ๆฎ–ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•ตๅ…ตโ€•โ€•ๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใซ็ˆ›ใ€…ใจๅ…‰ใ‚‹ๅทฆๅณ้žๅฏพ็งฐใช่ตคใ„็›ฎใ€็ฉดใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ้ผปใ€็ดซ่‰ฒใฎ่ˆŒใŒไผธใณใŸ้ชธ้ชจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้กŽใ€ใใ—ใฆไบบ้–“ใจๆ˜†่™ซใ‚’็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆญชใช้ชจๆ ผใฎไฝ“ใจๅ››่‚ขใ‚’ๅ‚™ใˆใŸใใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๆˆฆๅ ดใฏๅธ‚่ก—ๅœฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ด(ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ็”บ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅบƒๅคงใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒ)ใธใจ็งปใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้ƒฝๅธ‚้ƒจใธใฎๆ“ฌไผผๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎๆ”พๅ‡บใฏๆ•ฃ็™บ็š„ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ ๅฏพๆŠ—ใ—ใฆไน้‡ใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅข—ๆฎ–้€Ÿๅบฆใซไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใŒ็พ็Šถใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ„ๅœฐใฎๆ“ฌไผผๅธ่ก€้ฌผใ‚’ๆŽƒ่จŽใ—ใ€ๅฑ้™บๆ€งใŒไฝŽใใชใฃใŸใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚‚็ถšใ€…ใจใ“ใฎๅ ดใซ้›†็ตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใพใ ๆŠ‘ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐใซๆŠผใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅ‰็ทšใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใŒๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใใ“ใธใ€ๆถผใ—ใ’ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใŒใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใจใ‚ˆใ้€šใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฃใŸใใ€ใกใ‚‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒซใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆๅงซๆง˜ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นๅŠดๅƒใจใ‹ใ—ใชใใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใƒผใ€ ไนณ็™ฝ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใŒ้ขจใซใใ‚ˆใ„ใ ใ€‚ๅ˜†ๆฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใƒฏใƒณใƒ”ใƒผใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ไน้‡ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใใ†ใชๅ‹•ไฝœใงใใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใŒ่ปฝใๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹ๆ“ฌไผผๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎ็พคใ‚Œใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€่‚ฉใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่†จใ‚ŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹่‰ฒๅฝฉใŒๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใŸโ€œๆททๆฒŒโ€ใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใธ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ•ใซใฒใจ่–™ใŽใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใง่†จๅคงใชๆ•ฐใฎๆ“ฌไผผๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎ็พคใ‚Œใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ๆททๆฒŒใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใŒใ€ๆณฅๆฒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ™ดๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ฌใ‚นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่†จใ‚‰ใฟใ€ๅผพใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธๅŽใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใŒใ€็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใธใจๅใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ ่กฐๅผฑใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒ่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆฏใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅงฟใจใ€ๆถผใ—ใ„้ก”ใงใ•ใ‚‰ใซโ€œๆททๆฒŒโ€ใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ไธก่†ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใ‚‚ๆบถใ‘ๅดฉใ‚Œใฆโ€œๆททๆฒŒโ€ใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไน้‡ใŒใปใฃใจๅๆฏใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€‚ใ€Žๆทฑๆทตใซไฝใ‚€่€…ใ€ใ€ŽๆททๆฒŒใ€ใจใ‚‚่ฌณใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๅใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ“ใจใ•ใˆๅŽ„ใ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใจๆใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใฎไธญใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใ€ใƒ‡ใƒขใ‚ดใƒซใ‚ดใƒณใ€‘ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็œŸใฎๅงฟใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไน้‡ใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใŸ็œŸ็ ใฏใ€ใšใ‚‹ใ‚ŠใจๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๆททๆฒŒใซๅค‰ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใŒๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใพใฃใŸใ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ้€ฒใ‚€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎโ€œๆททๆฒŒโ€ใฎๅ †็ฉใŒใ€่†จๅคงใช้‡ใฎๆดฅๆณขใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใฎโ€œ่ฒชๆฌฒโ€ใจ็งใฎโ€œๆททๆฒŒโ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒๅ‹ใคใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้ก”ใฎๅŠ่บซใŒใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ€ใšใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๆบถใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใฃใ€ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‹!ใ€ ่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽๆญฃ้–€ๅ‰ใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅทจๅคงใช็™ฝ้Š€ใฎ็…ๅญโ€•โ€•ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฎ ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใŒๆ™ฎๆฎต่ˆช่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้—‡ใ‚’็บใฃใŸไบœ็ฉบ้–“ใงใฏใชใใ€้€šๅธธใฎๆˆๅฑคๅœใซใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎไฝ“ๆฏ›ใŒ้™ฝๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…จ่บซใŒใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจๆททๆฒŒใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็œŸ็ ใ‚’็›ฎใซ็•™ใ‚ใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŽณใ—ใ„็›ฎใงใ„ใพใ ๅฅๅœจใชใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ€Ž่–ๅ…‰ใ€ใŒๅผฑ็‚นใงใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๆˆ‘ใ“ใใฏ่ฒดๆง˜ใฎๅคฉๆ•ตใ‚ˆ! ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใˆใฃใฃใฃ!!!ใ€ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ๅจๅŠ›ใฎ่–ๅ…‰ใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ€ๅ…‰ใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸ ใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฃฎ่žบใซๅ‘ฝไธญใ™ใ‚‹็›ดๅ‰ใ€ใ™ในใฆใใฎไธกใฎ็›ฎใฎไธญใซๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ๆ‹้…ใ‚Œใฆๆ•ฐๅ€ใซๅจๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅข—ใ—ใŸ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใซใƒ“ใƒผใƒ ใ‚„ใƒฌใƒผใ‚ถใƒผใฎ้กžใ„ใฏๅŠนใ‹ใ‚“ใž! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใใŸใฐใ‚‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ„!ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ‘ใ‚นใƒ‘ใจใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงใƒญใƒผใƒซใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ญใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹่žๅˆใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้€šๅธธใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใฏใชใ่–ๅ…‰ใง็„ผใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏ็ซๅ‚ทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅฎนๆ˜“ใซ็™’็€ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ‚’ๆบ€ใ‚’ๆŒใ—ใฆๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€่ฆช่ก›้šŠใฎๅคฉไฝฟใŸใกใŒใ€ใใ†ใฏใ•ใ›ใ˜ใจใ€Ž่–ใ€ๅฑžๆ€งใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ‚ทๅฃใธใจๅฉใ่พผใฟใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅข—ๆฎ–ใ—ใŸ็œŸ็ ใฎๆททๆฒŒใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ไพต้ฃŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎ้–“ใšใฃใจๅ›ฒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฑ…ๅŸŽใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‘ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹่‚‰ใฎๅฃใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ€ๆœฌไฝ“ใฎ่ณช้‡ใซๅปปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใพใ ! ็ซœๆˆฆๅฃซ้šŠๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๅ‰ฅใๅ‡บใ—ใซใชใฃใŸๆ•ตใฎๅฑ…ๅŸŽใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ!ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๅฎˆใ‚Šใฎ่–„ใใชใฃใŸใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‘ใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ไธŠ็ฉบใ‚’่ˆžใ†ใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใŸใกใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ๆ”พๅฐ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใ‚ตใƒณใƒ€ใƒซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ€ๆฅใ„!ใ€ ่ฆช่ก›้šŠ้•ทใƒปๆฆŠใฎๅฃฐใซๅฟœใˆใฆใ€ๅทจๅคงใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใ“ใŒใพใ—ใ„ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใƒ“ใƒซใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง็ ฒ(?)โ€•โ€•ไฝฟ็”จๆ–นๆณ•ใจใ—ใฆใฏใƒใ‚บใƒผใ‚ซใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้‹็”จใง่‚ฉใซใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€ใƒใ‚ซใฟใŸใ„ใชๅ…ตๅ™จใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ€็œŸไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‘ใธๅ‘ใ‘็…งๆบ–ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒซใƒใƒฃใƒผใ‚ธ! โ€œใƒ‰ใƒผใƒฉใƒปใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆโ€็™บๅฐ„!ใ€ ใ‚บใƒณ!ใจใ„ใ†ๅคงๆฐ—ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ™่…นใฎๅบ•ใซ้Ÿฟใ้œ‡ๅ‹•ใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€่ถ…ๅทจๅคงๆฎฒๆป…ๅ…ตๅ™จใ€Žใ‚ตใƒณใƒ€ใƒซใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ€ใฎ่–ฌๅฎคใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅพŒ้€€(ใกใชใฟใซ1็™บๆ’ƒใฃใŸใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใฎไฝฟใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š)ใ€้Šƒๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚บใƒžใ‚’ไผดใฃใŸ้–ƒๅ…‰ใŒๆตใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ€ใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‘ใ‚’่ฒซ้€šใ—ใ€ไธ€็žฌ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ๅœฐ้œ‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ชใไธŠใ’ใซใ€ๅบƒๅคงใ‹ใค่ฑช่ฏ็ตข็ˆ›ใชๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใง่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹้‡ŽๆšฎใฃใŸใ„ใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ๅงฟใฎ็”ทใŒใ€่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ?ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใพใพใงใซใชใ„่กๆ’ƒใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใช?ใ‹ใช? ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใซใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ ใตใ–ใ‘ใŸ่ชฟๅญใงไธ€ไบบใ”ใกใ‚‹ใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใฏ6ไบบใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้Žงๅ†‘ๅงฟใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็”ท้”ใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฃใ‚‚่žใ‹ใš็„ก่จ€ใง็”ทใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ“ใ“ใซ่–ๆ•™้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐ็ตถๅฅใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ€ๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ€้ก”ใถใ‚Œใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ€ๅ…จๆป…ใ—ใŸใฏใšใฎ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใซใ‚ƒใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚“ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๅ…ˆใ‚’ไฟƒใ™็”ทใฎ้ก”ใซใฏใ€็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„ไปฎ้ขใŒ่ขซใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใซใ“ใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€่จ€ใฎๅŒๆ„ใฎๅฃฐใ‚‚ใชใใ€็”ทใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใฃใฆไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้จŽๅฃซ้”ใ ใŒใ€ๅ†ใณๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‹็”ทใฎ่ถณใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใใใฎๅ ดใซๆ•ดๅˆ—ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚ŒใฐๅปŠไธ‹ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’็ซ‹ใกๅกžใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใคใ€ๅคงๆŸ„ใช2ๅใฎ็”ทใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกใฎไธ€ไบบใ€็™ฝใจ่’ผใฎ้Žงใ‚’ใพใจใ„ใ€่ตคใ„้ฌผ้ขใฎไปฎ้ขใง้ก”ใฎไธŠๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’้š ใ—ใŸ่ตคใซ่ฟ‘ใ„้‡‘้ซชใฎ้’ๅนดใŒใ€่‚‰ๅŽšใฎๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ่บซใงๆŒใฃใŸใพใพใ€ไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟตใฎ็‚บใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ‚Œใฐใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ดใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงๅคงๅฐ†ๆ ผใ‚’่จŽใกๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใชใ€ ใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้•ท่บซใฎ้’ๅนดใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใŠ้ ญไธ€ใคๅคงใใชใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ็„กๆ‰‹ใฎๅคงๆŸ„ใฎ่€ไบบใŒ้กŽ้ฌšใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฌใ—ใฎ่ชญใฟ้€šใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆดพๆ‰‹ใช้™ฝๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ™ใพใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ“้€šใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใช? ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ€ฅใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็™ฝไปฎ้ขใฎ็”ทใŒใ€้ฆดใ‚Œ้ฆดใ‚Œใ—ใ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€šใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ่ตคใ„ไปฎ้ขใฎ้’ๅนดใŒ้ข็™ฝใใ†ใซ่žใ่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“! ใ“ใฎใพใพ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใ‚’่ฒฐใฃใฆ่กŒใใพใ™!ใ€ ๅคง็œŸ้ข็›ฎใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€ใตใ–ใ‘ใŸ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™็”ทใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€้’ๅนดใฏๅ‰ฃใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰็ตถๅฏพใซ้€šใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ๅงซใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใ‚‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใŒ่ฒฐใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใญใ€ ๅคงไปฐใชไป•่‰ใง่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็™ฝไปฎ้ขใ€‚ ? ใ‚€ใ†ใ€ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฆ้€ขใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŒใ˜ไปฎ้ขๅŒๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ€็™ฝ้ป’ใคใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็›ธๅฎนใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฑบ็€ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ็„ก้€ ไฝœใจใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใ‚‹่ถณ้‹ใณใง่ท้›ขใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใ‚‹้’ๅนดใซใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€่€ไบบใ‚‚่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใง่ถณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€?ใ€ ใฎ่–้จŽๅฃซ้”ใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ๅŠฉใ•ใ‚“ๆ ผใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใ—ใพใ„ใชใ•ใ„!ใ€ ็”ทใฎๆŠ•ใ’้ฃใ‚ŠใชๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ไปฅไธ‹ใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒไบŒไบบใ‚’ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่€ๅธซใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ™‚ใฎๆœ€ๅผท้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃ ใ€Œใปใปใ†ใ€‚้Ÿณใซ่žใ“ใˆใŸ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่™Žใฎๅญใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‘ใชใ„ๅฝขใงใ™ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใจใฃใฆไธ่ถณใฏใชใ„ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใญใ€‚......ใ•ใฆใ€ไธ€ๅฟœๅไน—ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ’ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ€ ไธญๆฎตใซๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใพใพใ€้’ๅนดใฏ้จŽๅฃซ้”ใฎ้šŠ้•ทๆ ผใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€้‹ผ้‰„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฌนๅŽณใช้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฎ็”ทใธๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฆ่ก“ๆŒ‡ๅ—ๅฝนใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ ใใฎๅไน—ใ‚Šใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚ๅฃใ‚’่žใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็”ทใŒใ€่…ฐใฎไบŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅง‹ใ‚ใฆๅไน—ใ‚Šใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃ้•ทใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ฐใƒญใƒผใƒชใ‚ขใƒปใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ตใ‚นใ€‚ใ„ใ–ๅ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒใƒฏใƒซใ‚ฟ-ใƒˆใƒปใƒ–ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใจใ€็ฅžๅ‰ฃใƒป็œŸๅๅญ—ๅ‰ฃๅŠใณ
Like a viper entangled in a giant elephant, an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) attached to an aerial garden was creepy. He was moving slowly as he absorbed and multiplied the demons of the blocking crimson empire Imperial Crimson. The target of the sickle neck is the center of the aerial garden and the empty Red Jade Castle body. Turning it into a demonic paradise where around ,000 demons live, Scarlet Snow's beloved boxyard was about to be eroded by one viper now. Regardless, all the inhabitants here are just a thousand soldiers, all but a small part of them soldiers, but honestly, it was a reality to attack this mighty invader... Whatever you say, the walls of flesh creeping in front of you are overwhelming, and even for them who have fought numerous demons, they have never experienced such a giant demon. Every one who saw it blinked in amazement, and leaked a groan. That said, surprise does not exist for them two letters: fear or indolence. Until you kill this if you certify it as an 'enemy'. Transfer to immediate execution. Melee warfare had been announced early on with a strict ban, and everyone switched to ranged attacks, showering well in the economy with flames, ice, venom, wind blades, etc., and at first it was thought that the attack would pass well and effectively, but gradually became ineffective and, conversely, the opponent activated, finally understanding the properties of the enemy. - This guy is gonna eat our attack!! They rushed away from the spot, but it was already late in time, and some were imprisoned by the demonic eye, some were tangled up in the tentacles, and others were absorbed by assimilation without doing so, losing their strength to the immense mass. Regardless of the characteristics of the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) at an early stage, there was an explanation from the ground and it was well known to the members of the Round Table and the military officials called the "Legion of Strength", but the civilian demons present at the scene became targets for each destruction without any reason to know. As a result, it was the first battle and an unprecedented tragedy in the Crimson Empire's Imperial Crimson homeland, bringing out nearly 300 missing persons (supposedly absorbed) just about 15 minutes after the arrival of the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck). That said, since the first group of casualties came out, fortunately no more casualties have been given, but the cause was due to the efforts of the round-table members who rushed to the scene sooner rather than later, and the change in the way the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) fought. About 20 minutes after the battle began, when we were about to dress each other up, a fine wart or pus-like protrusion emerged on the surface of the abandoned dragon (Nidheck), similar to the organ, from which countless bullets were fired throughout the city. Bullets as tall as humans at first glance. That was the impact of the landing, and when it cracked, it turned into a vampire with shitty red eyes - a human form with hard limbs and head, but no longer a vampire - and hit by allowances or gradually moving things that were on the spot, as a result of which sporadic guerrilla warfare had to be waged everywhere in a way that would hinder the response to the main body, the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck). โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Inside the void Red Jade Castle, during the reputation. "Enemy power is dispersed... the contents of this are not so much vampires as pseudo-creatures made on a vampire base." A dark-haired woman with beautiful white and magnetic skin had reported the current situation to Aaho in a pale tone. She wraps around Native American costumes, but her lower body is a giant spider. It is the "Kokuyangti" Shiori, General XIII's intelligence staff. Seems to be just standing on the spot in silence at first glance, but the hands, feet and accessories of the spider on the lower body were also mobilizing in an effort to use the ultra-fine yarn currently stretched out to grasp the changing situation from moment to moment. "The firing rate is roughly 4,000 rounds per minute. As an individual, the threat is not at a level that would be problematic at about level 35, but it's already just 6908... 7026... increasing at an accelerating rate" "What's the interception doing! There will be clouds in the sky!?" Initial weave that shakes its head loosely to the roaring voice of the air ho. "The Temple of the Clouds has worked hard a lot. Roughly 92 percent of them have been shot down before they reach the ground, but there are some difficulties with precision shooting. Dear Spotted Pigeon, I would give you a figure of roughly 100 percent, but this time I only think I was unlucky...... alas. It's from the SS captain/Sakaki above. I'm suggesting that the SS angels turn to cover for the missed shot, how about that? "Hmm" 2 An empty hoe conceived about breathing, but shook his head instantly. "No, that's a bad hand. According to the report, only 'holy' relational attacks can cause clear damage to the array. Then SS will let the body attack as it stands, but it will be auspicious. Let's leave it to the people at the scene to sweep what falls on the ground." If this is a normal army of humans and subhumans, it will eventually be a total collapse out of spiritual pressure, but basically all residents of this country of combat fanatics. I didn't even have to think about such worries if I tried to make it an empty hoe with full confidence in its morale, abilities, and loyalty. fact, as to support it, "The current sweep rate for enemy splits is 99.97 percent. You can say almost 100 percent." The report of Initial Weaving is increased. "- What's wrong with not 100?" That said, for Akiho, he still seems unhappy. "Again, as far as what fell into neglected or non-combatant districts is concerned, the response turns to the back.... I'll turn to interception too, if you don't mind? The yarn of the starting weave is not only sensible, but also free to cut and tie. On the extended line of hands and feet, so to speak, it is equal to feeling the enemy rumbling around with our faces all the time. With that hand just now, I guess it's true you want to put a blow in it. "No, let the Lord now devote his full attention to situational analysis and sensing. More importantly, it is now crucial to wait for time. As soon as you're ready, give that big fat guy some counterattack wolf smoke and set up a tight moxibustion." "Can you? "... it will be possible" The answer to that was the circumferential ginseng (soot), which at some point flew his body to the scene. "Zhou Jin? "He is a synthetic beast (chimera) created by the ancestors of enemy vampires as a group based on their own families. There is no nucleus in the composition, but there is always an individual who seems to control more than to carry out such remarkable movements and unusual attacks on a scale in this short time." "I mean, there's an enemy vampire ancestor, and that's the tenacity that manipulates that monster. As soon as we find it, we'll have to kill it." "Yes." It's easy to say, but how difficult that is - the status quo because the ground-group failed in the first place - I don't even have to think about it, but Akaho gave his mouth a challenging grin. "... hurry. We are currently stopping the princess from returning by herself by holding both hands and feet together." "I see. It's certainly an emergency." Hiding his mouth with a spare fan, Aaho hoisted the corner of his mouth even further. Further above the aerial gardens drifting in the void. Nearly 500 angels and the silver-wing mechanical angel [Metatron] Sakaki, who oversees five times the variety of dragon species in which they live, continued to trigger huge machine guns as many as the main guns of battleships in both hands. When it appeared as a prize for Gacha, because of its mechanical armor and armor, she was accused of "different worldviews" (just because there were many complaints in the operation, the second round of planning disappeared), but in this battlefield, the fighting style of "pure physical attack that can be ranged and yet has no attributes" had tremendous effect. While lightly handling this gun of the mechanism that strikes out the bullet as the giant magazine rotates with both hands, Sakaki flies instructions to his men who deploy it in the form of a siege of Abandoned Dragons (Nidheck). "Individuals, stand by and attack simultaneously where signals were given. Don't deal with the clutterfish around you. Only the body. Angels, aim for the body of the monster. Dragon Warriors, concentrate on the building on his back and destroy it. Good, it's an attack since Mr. Ho gave us a signal." With bullets that flooded out of the muzzle like torrents or waterfalls, Sakai secretly sighed as she broke down the pouring vampire bullet, slightly escaping the clearance of the barrier of the dark matter beam unleashed by their furthering, giant dark swirl-shaped General Thirteen Demons/Clouds (even without). - Nevertheless, turning to the back is extremely tedious as far as our style of combat is concerned. If we don't make progress as it stands forever, we won't be able to hold our men back. Before the never-ending enemy attack, Sakaki finds the culprit of destruction with a stern face. "Exactly tough..." Prior to the proliferation of enemy soldiers - those with asymmetrical red eyes, holes but noses, skeletal-like jaws with stretched purple tongues, and skeletal bodies and limbs like a combination of humans and insects - the Seven Hazards Star Beast (Shikikaseju) and the Nine Hatches (here) fought resolutely. Soon the battlefield had passed through downtown and moved to the square in front of the royal palace (albeit a bit as vast as the town). More precisely, it can be said that it was pushed in conjunction with the invasion of the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck). Soon the release of pseudo-vampires into urban areas will be sporadic, and instead, from the abandoned dragon (Nidheck) body, pseudo-vampires will be laid off near the surface so that they can slip out, and they will loom with earth-flowing momentum. Against it, the Nine have summoned undead soldiers, but it was the current situation that could not accompany the opponent's growth rate. Allies who swept away pseudo-vampires everywhere and decided they were less dangerous have also continued to assemble on this scene, but still can't contain them. Forward allies collapse as they are pushed off by the numbers - there, the voice of a cool girl passed well, wondering. "... Damn, it's a little total. I haven't even seen the princess, so I have to work in service or something." Milky white hair is good for the wind. A girl in a piece telling her to sigh stood behind Kuju. Its left hand is gently lifted in a troublesome, odorous motion, and as soon as it points to an approaching swarm of pseudo-vampires, it swells up from its shoulders as if the tip had exploded, turning into โ€œchaosโ€ where all colors were mixed, and it hits there. Exactly one giraffe. In a flash of chaos that swallowed huge swarms of pseudo-vampires, the demons, almost absorbed, swelled and bounced like gas erupting from the mud, were thrown out in front of the royal palace. There's debilitation, but there's a hard breath. Their appearance and pushing further โ€œchaosโ€ areas with their cool faces to widen - sometime I saw her melting from both knees down and turning into โ€œchaos," and Kuju leaked a relieved exhalation. "Are you Lord Pearl..." A Pillar (one) Pearl (not) of the Thirteenth Demon General. "He who dwells in the abyss" and "Chaos" are also called, and the Demon General [Demogorgon] in the Demon General was afraid that even calling his name would call him nasty. That was who she really was. The pearl, who glanced sideways at Kowloon, gently proceeded toward the abandoned dragon (Nidheck), turning his torso into chaos. The demons who saw it cheered, but her accumulation of โ€œchaosโ€, which proceeded in total disregard, turned into an enormous amount of tsunami and hit the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck). "Now, which one of you wins, greed or my chaos?" The last remaining half of his face groaned so, it melted as it drifted away. "Huh, here we go! A giant silver lion waiting in front of the main gate of Vacant Red Jade Castle - a pillar (one) of General Thirteen Demons [Baron] Mori Snow (Shira) stood still. Instead of the dark-wrapped subspace where the aerial gardens usually sail, silver body hair reflects sunlight to be in the normal stratosphere, and the whole body reflects sparkle of light. Running all at once through the front square of the royal palace, Mori snapped a pearl in his eyes, twitching and pushing a realm of chaos, laughing and then gazing at the majority of his body still alive with his harsh eyes. "You are certain that 'Holy Light' was a weakness. Then I am your natural enemy! Eat it!!! Exactly with a roar that can be called a lion roar, the hyena of Mori spirals spreads like a fan, from which, like a polar hotline (beam), a sacred light of great power is emitted, and the body of an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) that hits the light melts like butter broiled in fire. You must have felt just as painful, paralyzed rays (paralyzed beams) that struck the dental gates and the day and night from the entire body of the abandoned dragon (Nidheck), but just before hitting the forest spiral, all sucked into both of its eyes, and paralyzed rays (paralyzed beams) that increased in power several times after a beat were released from it in reverse. "Beams and lasers don't work for me! Screw you, but good! Cut the body of an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) into rings so as to separate the roll cake with a spa and a knife. I try to merge the cut areas somehow, but the areas burned with holy light instead of normal attacks look like burns and don't try to heal easily. Besides, I waited full of this time, the SS angels slammed the attack of the lethal and 'holy' attributes into the wound, and the chaos of the proliferating pearls erodes this. An abandoned dragon (Nidheck), aware of his disadvantage, moved the wall of flesh that guarded his castle [Almamis], which he had surrounded all along during this battle, and turned it to the mass of his body. "Not yet! The Dragon Warriors attack the castle of their stripped enemies with all their might! For a moment, toward the diminished protection [Almamis], the dragons dancing in the air radiated their braces simultaneously. "'Sandal Phone' Come! In response to the voice of the SS chief/Sakaki, it is absurd to say that there are as many artillery cannons as there are a few buildings (?) - as a way to use them, equipped with a silly weapon on the shoulder with operations close to Bazooka, and aiming from directly above to [Armamis]. "Full charge! Dora Impact, fire! Zun! Along with the tremor echoing at the bottom of his atmosphere-shaking belly, the part that hits the pharmacy of the supermassive annihilation weapon Sandalphone retracted (which, by the way, ran out of use at the end after shooting one shot), flashing off the muzzle with plasma, penetrating [Armamis] and shattering this for a moment late. Somewhere in a wild suit, a man was running on a small run down a vast and luxurious hallway to an earthquake-like thrust that couldn't be an aerial garden, stopping to say, "Hey?" He twisted his neck. "It was an unprecedented shock, but did you get hit a little? I can't help it." I was kidding. There were six knightly men in armor behind him, but nobody listened and followed the man silently. Had there been any ecclesiastical officials here, they would have ceased to exist. Their equipment, armaments and facial rashes were undoubtedly nothing more than the Cathedral Crusaders, whose Knights Commander, "Saints (Saints)" Bernardo Gloria Casas, was supposed to have been wiped out, and the strength of the squadron captain's class fingerfolding. "Well, I just couldn't care less. I'm just going to do my job." The face of the man who said so and urged ahead was covered with a bright white mask. The dust, the knights who moved like puppets, without a word of consent, following the man's instructions, but with the foot of the man running the lead again stopped, aligned on the spot without sound. When I saw it, I stood there trying to block the end of the hallway, there were two big men. One of them, a blonde young man close to red with white and pale armor and hidden the upper half of his face with a red mask, stepped forward with a large sword of flesh and thickness in his hand. "Bingo if you wait just in case. I didn't expect you to win the rank of general here." Still one bigger head than the long-sleeved young man holding back behind it, this one agrees with a large, unarmed old man stroking his jaw. "That was a good read. I didn't expect you to get so flashy." "Uh, excuse me, would you let me through there? I'm in a bit of a hurry." A white-masked man speaks familiarly toward those two. "What would you do if you let me through? The young man in the red mask sounds funny back. "Of course! I'll keep going to Scarlet Snow's room and get my pants! In a big serious tone, the youth turned to the tip of the sword toward the man who would return the joke answer. "Then you can never go through with it. And the princess's pants. I'm the one who decided to take them." White mask shrugging shoulders with a daunting trick. "Hey. What if it's a rival? Well, since we first met, I thought we had to wear black and white as the same masks, but it still didn't seem compatible." "Right. That's what I'm gonna settle here." In conjunction with young people who shrink in distance with footwork, which can be described as unwrought, the old man also moves forward on his feet in nature. "- Hmm?" The holy knights of the former Cathedral Crusaders advanced out of their swords before a man who somehow fell back feeling in danger. "In the meantime, Sukesan-gu, do it! Following the throwing instructions of the man, below Bernardo, the knights spread in the form of a siege of the two. "Old Master, from these gear, it looks like the Holy Knight of Cathedral Crusaders, the most powerful Knights Cathedral Crusaders of rumors." "Ho. Is that the tiger son of the Holy King who sounded like a sound? I look forward to this." "Me, too. It's an unexpected form, but there's no shortage for them. ... Well, let me give you a name for once" With a great sword in the middle, the young man pointed his sword at a man with a stern face like steel, who seemed to be captain of the knights. "Likewise Crimson Empire" Imperial Crimson "Martial Arts Guide, Beast King" To the name, a man who had never heard a word before began by pulling out two knives on his hips and raising his name. "Bernardo Gloria Casas, former head of the Knights of Cathedral Crusaders of the Cathedral Crusaders. I'll come." At the next moment, Legendary Weapon Hawarta-T-Blade, a rare man's legendary weapon, and Legendary Weapon Qua Vadis, a divine sword, true cross sword and legendary weapon, clashed with sparks.
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ไบ’ใ„ใซไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚่ญฒใ‚‰ใฌๆ”ป้˜ฒใŒ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๆŽ ใ‚ใฆ้ฎฎ่ก€ใŒ้ฃ›ใถใŒใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซไบบๅค–ๅŒๅฃซใ€ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใชใฉๅ‚ทใฎๅ†…ใซใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆไบบ้–“ใƒ™ใƒผใ‚นใฎๅธ่ก€้ฌผใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใจใ€ๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”็‰ฉ...ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ไฝ“ๅŠ›ใจๅ›žๅพฉๅŠ›ใซใฏๅฎš่ฉ•ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ฌผใฎ็œทๅฑžใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฅ็€ใจใงใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใฎใ‚จใƒณใ‚ธใƒณใฎ้ฆฌๅŠ›ใŒ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‹ใซ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎ้•ใ„ใจๆŠ€ใ€ๆ‰‹ๆ•ฐใงใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใŒๅœงๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใใฎๆ”ปๅ‹ขใฏใ€็ดฐใ‹ใชๆŠ€้‡ใ‚„ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๆŠœใใซใ—ใฆใ€ไบ’่ง’ไปฅไธŠใฎ็ซ‹ไผšใ„ใ‚’ๅฏ่ƒฝใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจใฎใ€ใ—ใฎใŽใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃๆˆŸใฎๅฟœ้…ฌใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็–ฒๅŠดใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅคฉไบ•็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใซใ‚ฎใ‚ขใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ็ฅ็€ใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ๅพใ€…ใซใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใƒ†ใƒณใƒใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ทŠ็ธ›็ต็•Œ!ใ€ ็ŠถๆณใŒไธๅˆฉใจ่ฆ‹ใŸ(ๅ…ƒ)่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซ้”ใŒใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๆ•ฃใฃใฆใ€็ฅ็€ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใŸ ใ€Œ็ทŠ็ธ›็ต็•Œ็™บๅ‹•! ๅผทๅบฆSS็ดš! ๅฑ•้–‹ใ›โ€•โ€•ใใฏใฃใ€ ไปฒ้–“ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒๅคงใใๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฉใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏๅธซๅŒ ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ็„ก่ซ–ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใฎใฏ็ฃ็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ต็•Œใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฟ…่ฆใชไธ€่ง’ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงใ€่ก“ใŒไธ็™บใจใชใฃใŸ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซ้”ใŒใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซ็›ฎ้…ใ›ใ—ๅˆใฃใฆ้‚ช้ญ”่€…ใฎๆŽ’้™คใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€ๅŒๆŽŒๆ‰“ใงๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‚‚ๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅนณ็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็”ทใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€ใจๅฐใ•ใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่…ฐ้ชจใ‚’็ •ใ„ใŸๆ„Ÿ่งฆใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒๆŠ€ใงใฏๅŠนๆžœใŒ่–„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ไธๆป…ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€ ใใ“ใธใ€ๅˆฅใช้จŽๅฃซใฎ็ชใใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่บฑใ—ๆง˜ใ€่†่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็›พใง้˜ฒใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎๆ€ชๅŠ›ใงๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ปฝใๆŒใ„ใฆใ€ๅƒ…ใ‹ใซๅณใซๆตใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใšใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฎๆŽŒๅบ•ใŒ้Žง่ถŠใ—ใซๅฟƒ่‡“ใฎ็œŸไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ ไธ€็žฌ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใŒๅ†…ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ€Œใใฏใ‚ใ‚!?ใ€ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ตžใ‚่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒƒใจ็™ฝ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆ่ฝใกใŸ็”ทใ‚’ๅบŠใซๆŠ•ใ’่ฝใจใ™ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ถใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸๅๅญ—ๅ‰ฃใ‚’็„ก้€ ไฝœใซๅฟƒ่‡“ใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚......็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใŸ็”ทใฎ้ก”ใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใๆฎ‹ใ‚Š4ไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ่บซๅ‹•ใใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚Šใ€่„ณใธใฎ่ก€ๆตใŒ็ตถใˆใ‚Œใฐๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใ ใชใ€ ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅฟŒๆ†šใฎใชใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใซใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚€่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซ้”ใฎ้–“ใซใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๆˆฆใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใฆๆทท่ฟทใฎๅบฆๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŒใ€ใพใฃใŸใ็„ก็งฉๅบใซ่ ขใใ€่บซๆ‚ถใˆใ—ใ€่ทณใญๅ›žใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใใฎๅˆ้–“ใซใ€้ญ”็œผใƒปๅ„็จฎ ใ€Œๆˆฆ็•ฅใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่‹ฆใ—็ด›ใ‚Œใฎๆ–ญๆœซ้ญ”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ†......ใ€ ใฎๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพกๆ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฏใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใฎใƒญใ‚นใŒๅคงใ้ŽใŽใพใ™ใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€ๆฃๆ„็š„่กŒๅ‹•ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใพใ™ใ€‚็พๅœจใฏ ใ€Œใตใ‚€? ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒฉใƒผใŒไธๅœจใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใˆใ€‚ๆฆŠใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใƒžใƒŸใ‚นใ€‘ใ”ใจใ€ๆ•ตใฎ้ฆ–้ญใŒๆป…ใณใŸใ‹ใ€‚ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏ......ใ€ ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฟใ—ใŸ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใ€่ถ…ๆฅต็ดฐ็ณธใฎใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใ„ใ‹ใŒใ„ใŸใ—ใŸใ€ๅง‹็น”?ใ€ ๆ‚ ็„ถใจๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆ‰‡ใง้š ใ—ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅฟ™ใ—ใชใ็ณธใ‚’ๆ“ไฝœใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅง‹็น”ใŒใฒใ‚Œไผใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ—ไธ€็”Ÿใฎไธ่ฆšใซใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใฃใ€‚ๅŸŽๅค–ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใซใ‹ใพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ตใฎๅŸŽๅ†…ใธใฎไพตๅ…ฅใ‚’่ฆ‹้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใจ!?!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฎไบบๆ•ฐใฏ7......ใ„ใˆใ€ใ„ใพ1ๅๆธ›ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใง6ๅใ€‚ใ†ใก1ๅใฏๆ•ตๅธ่ก€้ฌผ็ฅž็ฅ–ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฎ้ฆ–้ญใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใŠ่†ๅ…ƒใซๅ…ฅใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใจ?! ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฒๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ!?ใ€ ใ€Œ้€ฒๅ…ฅ็ตŒ่ทฏใฏไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใง็ฉบใ‚’้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ๅฃๅ…ƒใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸๅง‹็น”ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใซ่‡ณใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ‘จๅ‚ใŒ้‡ใ€…ใ—ใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใ€‚ๅˆๅ›žใฎๆ“ฌไผผๅธ่ก€้ฌผๅผพใฎไนฑๅฐ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๆ•ต้ฆ–้ญใŒใ“ใฎๅŸŽใธไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใŸใ‚ใฎ้™ฝๅ‹•ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚“ใพใจใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅ…ˆใปใฉๆ•ตใฎๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸใจ็”ณใ—ใŸใชใ€‚่ชฐใžไบคๆˆฆไธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ™ใ‚‹็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใธใ€ๅง‹็น”ใŒ่‹ฅๅนฒๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃ็Ž‹่€ๅธซใจ็ฅ็€ใ€ใใ‚Œใจ็จ€ไบบๆฎฟใจ......ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅใฏ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€็จ€ไบบใ‹ใ€‚้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใช?ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใคใคๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใค็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใจใ‚‚่‡ชใ‚‰ๆ•ตใฎ้ฆ–้ญใ‚’้ฆ–็ดšใ‚’็ฒใ‚Šใซใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใชใฎใŒๆ˜Ž็™ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใใ€‚็ด ๆ—ฉใใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ้ญ”็ฃใƒป่–็ฃ็ณปใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŒใคใๅพ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฃ็Ž‹่€ๅธซใจ็ฅ็€ใฏๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ๆ—ฆใ€่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๅง‹็น”ใฏใชใœใ‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็จ€ไบบๆฎฟใŸใกใฏๆ•ตใฎ้ฆ–้ญใจๅฃ่ซ–ไธญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใˆใƒผใจ...่ชฐใŒๅงซๆง˜ใ‚’ๅซใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹......ใงใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใใ‚Œใฏ?ใ€ ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใŒใ€ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šไธๅฏ่งฃใช้ก”ใงๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€ไธ€ไบบๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใŒใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅบŠโ€•โ€•ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎ้ฅใ‹ไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซโ€•โ€•่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใตใ‚€ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰้–“ใซๅˆใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใ€ๆŠ€ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„็”Ÿๆฅใฎไฝ“ๅŠ›ใจๅๅฐ„็ฅž็ตŒใซไปปใ›ใฆใฎ้€ฃๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ€็ทปๅฏ†ใชๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใฎ็ต„ใฟ็ซ‹ใฆใง้˜ฒใŽใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้‹ผ้‰„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้˜ฒๅพกใซใ‚‚ใปใ“ใ‚ใณใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŒๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ่–„ใๅผฑใพใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใฏใ‚ธใƒช่ฒงใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚’ไธก่…•ใฎๅ‰ฃใธใจ้›†ไธญใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไปฐใ‘ๅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใปใฉๅผ•ใ„ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅณใฎๆ–œใ‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ‚’่งฃใๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใฎ้‡ใญใŸๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„ๆ–ง้ƒจๅˆ†ใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹็ฅ็€ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€่ธใ‚“ๅผตใฃใŸๅบŠใซไบŒๆกใฎๆบใŒๆŽ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŒ็ซœๅๅญ—ๅ‰ฃ!!ใ€ ใใ“ใธใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟฝๅŠ ใจใ—ใฆๅทฆใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๆญฃ็ขบใซๅณใฎๅ‰ฃใฎไธŠใซๅฉใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ ใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใพใพใ€็ฅ็€ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใพใ โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€่‹ฆ็—›ใฎ่‰ฒใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใšใซ็ฅ็€ใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ ใ€Œใใฃโ€•โ€•!ใ€ ใ‚’่บฑใ—ใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใŒใ€็ถšใ่นดใ‚Šใฏ่บฑใ—ใใ‚Œใšใซ้กŽๅ…ˆใซ้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๅˆˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œๆฃ’็ซ‹ใกใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใธใ€็ฉบไธญใ‚’้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๅทฑ่‡ช่บซใฎๅณ่…•ใ‚’ใ€ ใ€ŒใŒใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซๆŸ„ใฎๅ…ˆใŒใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ๆžœใŸใ—่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ™ใŽใŸ็ฅ็€ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซใŒใใ‚Šใจๅ€’ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ๆง˜โ€•โ€•ใฃ!?!ใ€ 2ไบบ็›ฎใ‚‚็ฃ็Ž‹ใซๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใ€3ไบบใซๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆ‚ฒ็—›ใชๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€‚ๆ„ๅค–ใจ่„†ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ‚“ใฎใ€ 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ฬใƒปฯ‰ใƒป`)ใ€ใช้ก”ใฎ็™ฝไปฎ้ขใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็จ€ไบบใจไนๅฐใฏใใช่‡ญใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้€€ใใ€‚ ๆฌกใซๅฝผโ€•โ€•่‡ช็งฐใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใƒปใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ตใƒณใƒปใ‚ขใƒใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใƒ ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€Œใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใถ็”ทโ€•โ€•ใŒๅ–ใฃใŸ่กŒๅ‹•ใฏใ€็‰นใซ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใง่ขซใฃใฆใ„ใŸไปฎ้ขใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใ ใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ–ใ‚ใ€ใจ็ด”็™ฝใฎ้•ทใ„้ซชใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€็™ฝใ„ๆ‰‹่ข‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๆŒ‡ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰•ใ†ใจใ€ใใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็ด ้ก”ใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•็พŽใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎๅ ดใซๅฑ…ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็žณใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„็ฉบ่‰ฒใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏ็”ทใฎๅ‹‡ใพใ—ใ•ใจๅฅณใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญๅ‚™ใˆใŸใ€ๆ€งๅทฎใ‚’่ถŠใˆใŸๅฎŒ็’งใช็พŽ่ฒŒใซ่ผใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ•ใซ็พŽ็ฅžใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ในใใใฎๅฎนๅงฟใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ไป–ใฎ่€…ๅŒๆง˜็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ—ข็Ÿฅๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’่ฃ่ฟ”ใ—ใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็”ทใจๅฅณใ€้ป’้ซชใจ็™ฝ้ซชใ€้’ๅนดใจๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€็ท‹่‰ฒใฎ็žณใจ็ฉบ่‰ฒใฎ็žณ......ใพใ‚‹ใงใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ณใ‚คใƒณใฎ่ฃ่กจใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Œฏ่ฆšใซ้™ฅใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใปใฉ้ญ…ๆƒ‘็š„ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ€‚ ใใฎๆฐ—ใŒใพใฃใŸใใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ƒธใŒใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใ็ฌ‘ใฟใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆ€ฅใŽใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใŠ้Šใณใฏใ“ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใง้จŽๅฃซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ƒธใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆไผš้‡ˆใ‚’ใ—ใ€ๅ†ใณ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็™ฝใ„ๆญฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไนๅฐใŒใฐใŸใ‚Šใจๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€็จ€ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ไธก่†ใจ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบŠใซไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•็ฒพ็ฅž็ณปใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‹ใ€ ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ™ใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใŒ่ฆšๆŸใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใƒœใ‚น็ดšใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผไปฅๅค–ใซใฏ100ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆๅŠนๆžœใ‚’ๅŠใผใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใงใพใ ๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใ‚ใชใŸๆ–นใฏใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใพใ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ3ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใชใŸๆ–นใฏ็ด”็ฒ‹ใชๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ไปฅไธŠใซๅŽ„ไป‹ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ10ใพใงไธŠใ’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€่‰ฏใ„ๅคขใ‚’ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€็จ€ไบบใฏใ†ใคไผใ›ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ๆ•ฐ็ง’ๅ ชใˆใŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่†ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€่กŒใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใซ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ€้ญ‚ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒ•ใƒฉใจใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใ„ใกใŠใ†ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใฎ็‚บใซใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸ็จ€ไบบใ‚‰โ€•โ€•็€•ๆญปใฎ็ฅ็€ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใšใซ้ฃ„ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใงไธ€ไบบๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใใ€‚ใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใ€่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ€ๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸ็จ€ไบบใŸใกใธๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใชใใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใฏๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅˆŽใญใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใฎๆฃฎ้–‘ใจใ—ใŸๅปŠไธ‹ใซใ€ไธ€้™ฃใฎ ใใ‚Œใฏ้ป’ใจ่–”่–‡่‰ฒใซ้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ขจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒ่ช่ญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅ‰ฃใฏใ“ใจใ”ใจใ่ทณใญ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ฉšๆ„•ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸ้ฆ–ใŒใ€ๆƒใฃใฆๅฎ™ใ‚’่ˆžใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคฅใ—ใ„่ก€้ฃ›ๆฒซใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๆ•ตใฎ่ƒดไฝ“ใซใฏ็›ฎใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใšใ€ๅณๅบงใซใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ้‡ใ„ใ€็ฅ็€ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซใใฃไป˜ใ‘ใฆๆฒป็™’ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ€‚ ่กŒใ้ŽใŽใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใŒใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพๅฌ‰ใ—ใ’ใซๅฃ่ง’ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใจๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏๆผ†้ป’ใฎ็ฟผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅคฉไฝฟใŒ่ทชใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ๅ„ชใ—ใๅ›ใ„ใฆๅ…จๅ“กใฎๆฒป็™’ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸๅคฉไฝฟใŒใ€ใ™ใฃใใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ€ๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ๅ…ˆใงๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ๅคงใใไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใ€็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“! ใŠๆ—ฉใ„ใŠ็€ใใ ใฃใŸใญใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸๅˆ€่บซใฎไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž
Now, beside Stalker Three Fools having an ugly crush, there was a remodeling fight going on. "Uh-oh!! It was Princess Boogeyman Amber (Kohaku) who wielded a giant axe spear in both hands like a windmill who took the lead. Look at Bernardo as a strong enemy. No, no, no. Immediately target this and attack him once and for all. The same two swords make this happen, but both the reach, the weight and the speed of reaction of the weapon, with an awesomeness out of the ordinary orbit, were flirting with Bernardo with the sharpness of the survey, which was left to movements and instincts not in Theory on the contrary, although skill was more rough and wasteful than earlier swordsmen. The double sword and double axe spear rewards at super high speeds are repeated. Each other's weapons are bounced, inhibited, sparks and flashes splash around the two of them like fireworks, and the sound of impact propagates the floor and the wall through and out. Attacks that do not give way to one another are repeated, and from time to time each other's attacks plunder and blood flies, but they do not fall within the wounds of each other's outsiders, injuries of that magnitude, etc. That said, the original engine's horsepower is different between Bernardo, a human-based vampire, and Amber, a family member of demons from the beginning... who also has a reputation for strength and resilience. No matter how overwhelming Bernardo was with his equipment differences, moves and maneuvers, above all, that offense, unaware of his fears, had left out fine skill and damage to allow him to be present more than one another. In addition, Bernardo's tempo gradually lagged behind, as opposed to Amber, who raised his gear without knowing the ceiling, due to the fatigue caused by the reward of a sneezing swordfish with a rare person (barely) just before. "Tight junction! The (former) diocesan knights, who saw the situation as unfavourable, quickly scattered around it to draw a pentagram (pentagram) centered on amber. "Tight junction activated! Strength SS class! Expand - Gu-ha." The body of the man who was giving instructions to his buddies is bounced big. "- Which, if any, shows a bit like a master" Regardless, it was the Beast King who unleashed this blow. The breakdown of the corner necessary to establish the bond led the diocesan knights, whose art had become underdeveloped, to look at each other and prioritize the elimination of the disturbers. Meanwhile, "Hmm," the king of beasts twisting his neck small, to the appearance of a man who stood up flat, even though he was bounced a few meters with two palms. "I had the feeling of crushing my lumbar bone, but is it less effective with the strike technique? Sometimes immortality is more than just being an organism." There, another knight's thrust flies in, putting a knee kick in, but this is prevented by a shield. I gently moaned trying to push in with vampire power as it was, not missing a slight flow to the right, and the palm bottom of my right hand was placed directly over my heart over my armor, Put it down for a moment, and the knight's heart is shaken from the inside out, "Gu Ha!?" Exhausted, he takes his back and strangles him off. He threw the man who had fallen on the floor with his gaggly white eyes peeled off, and at the same time stuck a cross sword that had fallen zero out of his hand into his heart unconstitutionally.... The face of the desperate man was a look of wonder and relief. Beast King pointing his fist at the remaining four who will be vigilant and distant. "If you shake your heart, you can't move, and if your blood flow to your brain is constant, you're unconscious. You're human." An air of relief was shared among the diocesan knights who somehow surrounded them by the unabashedly sentiments of the Beast King. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ It was a battle against the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) that seemed to lean toward dominance with the input of General Thirteen Demons, but he came here to try to deepen the degree of confusion. The abandoned dragon (Nidheck), which has been moving in some direction so far, began to jump around in total disorder, boredom and confusion. Besides, in between, he started spouting demonic eyes, various hotlines (beams), and pseudo-vampire bullets in a mess. "It seems more like a distressed demon than a strategy..." I also agree with the feelings of Akaho (nagging) and the body of Zhou Jin (susa). "Yes. That's too much energy loss. Thank you. It seems to be out of the pattern of arbitrary behavior that happened earlier. Now it looks like we're only acting on the primitive survival instincts of Abandoned Dragons." "Hmm? Does that mean the controller's not here? Huh. Has every [Armamis] attack destroyed the leader of the enemy? Or..." Behind the clouding of words with a difficult face, the complexion of the primitive weave (shiori) that was stretching the net of ultra-fine yarn changed. "How are you, Initial Weaver? Initial weave bends over as she busily manipulates the yarn toward Ako, who gently fanned her mouth back. "I have lived my whole life unconscious. We overlooked the enemy's intrusion into the castle too much to gather information outside the castle! "What!?!" "The number of enemies is seven... no, we're down one now, so six. One of them seems to be the enemy vampire godfather." "The leader of the enemy is entering this knee?! Where did you get in from!? "The route of entry is unknown. It's like flying in the sky. I guess it came to that possibility at the same time as the initial weave that did the hand to the mouth. Zhou Jin nodded heavily. "Dear Left, First random shooting of pseudo-vampire bullets. That must have meant something positive for the enemy chief to get into the castle." "... you mean he was hit as a maniac. - You said the number of enemies had decreased earlier. Who are you fighting? Answer with a slightly puzzled expression to the teeth-beating open ear. "The Beast King, the Old Master and Amber, and the Rare Hall... the other one looks like a demon ghost (Oni) male, but the person in question is unknown" "Hmm, rare man? You're holding them back, aren't you? Akaho taking a seat while I say it. It is clear that he intends to take the head of the enemy himself without saying anything. I'm not going to stop around just this time of year either. A warcraft/holy beast system subordinate quickly followed behind it. "The Beast King Old Master and Amber are in battle..." Here, once the word was cut, the initial weave somehow twisted its neck. "The rare lords seem to be arguing with the leader of the enemy. Um... who will daughter-in-law the princess... so" "... What's that? Akaho, who nearly stepped out of his foot, looked back with the most puzzling face he could think of. Meanwhile, the body of the circumferential ginseng that was left alone dropped its gaze on the floor - even more so as to see far below it. "... Hmm, apparently you made it" โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ With a roar, he wields an axe spear (Hulbert), leaving it to his natural strength and reflex nerves without moves or anything to prevent a series of attacks with an elaborate sword technique assembly. But a broom was also being created in its steel-like defenses. Spiritual light (aura) covering the entire body is clearly weakening. If I take any more time, I will be jilli poor. "Ha!" Speaking instantly, Bernardo focused all his spiritual light (aura) on the sword of both arms. Along with the dash as it is, it releases the right oblique cut from a position that pulls the body backwards enough. Amber takes it with a thick, overlapping axe part of an axe spear (Hulbert) crossed with both hands just Bernardo. Still, pushed by the momentum, two trenches are dug on the stepped floor. "Dinosaur Cross Sword!! As a further addition there, the left sword was struck precisely over the right sword, and the sword flash with the spirit light (aura) drew the crossword. A doubled sword pressure crushed Amber's axe spear (Hulbert) with a single blow, holding the axe spear (Hulbert), which became the only pattern with a dull sound, while Amber's right hand flew. "Not yet - Eh!! However, without even showing the colour of the pain, Amber threw an axe spear (Hulbert) pattern in his left hand, using a tossing procedure, while simultaneously releasing a kick from directly below. "Come on -!" Bernardo twisted his body and threw an axe spear (Hulbert), but the subsequent kick was eaten at the tip of his jaw, and for a moment his consciousness was pruned and the bar was barbed. There, Amber threw only by the force of his jaw, keeping his right arm, which was flying through the air, in a position caught by biting with his mouth every axe spear (Hulbert) pattern -. "Ha ha!! Brilliantly, the tip of the pattern pierced Bernardo's heart. At the same time, Amber, who exhausted his power and bled too much, falls into the spot. "Dear Bernardo -!?! The second is also defeated by the Beast King, and the Cathedral Knights, who were reduced to three, cry out sadly. "- Well, it's surprisingly brittle." During the battle of the triplets targeting each other's gaps, the white mask sighed when he saw Bernardo shot. "That's a lot to spare." Left, right, up, down - White mask with snake-bellied sword (Gallian Sword), all I can think of is joking about is the sword moves and magic of a rare man weaving a feint. There, when the two of them die together, a helical sword (Karadborg) with flamebullets and thunderbolts is thrown in. "Whoa." Between the two, aligned and distanced, the drilled sashimi unraveled and drew a vortex back. Tongue-in-cheek blatantly, to the Nine Seals trying to unleash magic again, the snake-bellied sword (Galliansword), as its name suggests, proceeded in a snake-like motion that brought forth a sickle neck. "This one." Nine seals that jump this big. The situation has presented the appearance of a thousand hands. "... the situation is not progressing on any of them - Let's just say it's time for me to throw a stone here." In the words of the white mask of the '(' ยท ฯ‰ ยท ')' face, the rare man and the Nine Seals feel something smelly and jump off the spot at once. Next he - calling himself Paren Aksan Apostrophic Ohm. The action taken by the man whom Scarlet Snow calls "Mr. Shima" was not particularly noticeable. I just took off the mask that I wore with my own hands. And a long, pure white hair flowed, and a finger with white gloves, when he paid to lift it up, his face was revealed from under it. - Beautiful. Everyone who was there was breathtaking. His eyes were bright empty and his face seemed to shine in perfect beauty across gender differences, combining the bravery of a man with the kindness of a woman. Precisely before that appearance, which should also be referred to as the god of beauty, he was a rare man who, like others, was blinded, but at the same time felt a sense of knowledge. - Similar. It's like turning Her Majesty upside down. Man and woman, brunette and gray hair, youth and girl, scarlet eyes and empty eyes...... paren with a scarily seductive grin towards a rare person in the illusion of looking at the back of the same coin. Even if I don't feel like it at all, my chest is grinning. "Well, we'll hurry up, so we'll leave you to play." I put my hand on my chest as if I were a knight and had a rendezvous, and when I looked up again, I showed my white teeth and smiled. At that moment, when the Nine Seals fell, the rare man also had both knees and one hand on the floor at some point. - An attack on the mental system. And the king of the beast, who tongued with abomination, was as if his feet were not bound. "Yeah, I also kanst" Charm "in addition to" Eye of Demons "in my race skills. Other than boss monsters, it has a percent effect. It's a lot to know that you're still conscious in this state... because you're still at level . Hi, you guys feel more troublesome than pure combat power, so let me take you up to level 0 at once. Okay, have a good dream." At the end of the voice, the rare man fell into depression, and the king of beasts, who had lasted a few seconds, broke his knee with disappointment. "Well, I'll be there." Surviving diocesan knights in their voices follow the flirtatious and parren with a soul-plucked look. "Hmm. Todd them for safety." I point to the fallen rare people - including the dying amber - and go one first in the floating footsteps without even looking at them afterwards. Behind it, the cathedral knights set up their swords together, pointing their swordtips at the fallen and lying rare men. Without a moment's hesitation, some wield their hearts, while others wave their swords to snap their necks. At that time, a wind blew through the idyllic corridors of Vacant Red Jade Castle. It was a wind decorated in black and rosy. Faster than the Cathedral knights perceived, all their swords were jumped, and their necks, with their eyes open in amazement, danced all together into the universe. The body of the enemy that collapsed with the opponent's blood splash is blind, and immediately healed by attaching Amber's right hand to the severed area, the heaviest degree of injury. Paren, who tried to go too far, raised her mouth angle with joy silently, looking back slowly. There was an angel kneeling with pitch-black wings. "It's okay, it'll help." The angel, who whispered so gently and finished healing everyone, rose up completely and walked out. Pearlen smiles across the street and opens her hands wide. "Welcome, Scarlet Snow! You've arrived early." Towards him like that, Scarlet Snow set up a clear, full-handed, two-handed sword that he held silently in his right hand - "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)".
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็งใฎๆœฌๅใฏใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใƒปใ‚จใƒชใƒผใ‚ธใƒงใƒปใƒ™ใƒซใƒˆใƒผใƒ‹ใ€‚ ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็งใ”ใจใใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠๅ‚ใซไป•ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใฉใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€็งใฎ็ˆถใŒ่‹ฅใ„้ ƒใซ็พๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎ่ฟ‘่ก›ใ‚’่กŒใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใ€็ˆถใจ้™›ไธ‹ใจใฏ่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’่ถŠใˆใŸๅ‹่ชผใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ็งใจๆฎฟไธ‹ใงใ™ใ‹? ใ•ใ‚ใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€็งใฏใ‚ใใพใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅฟ ๅฎŸใช่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช้–ขไฟ‚ใงใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ็งใ‚’ๅ‡บ็”ฃใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใฎๆฏใŒใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ๆœŸใซ็”ฃใพใ‚ŒใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎไนณๆฏใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ไป–ใซใ‚‚ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ไนณๆฏใฏใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๆฏไปฅๅค–ใฎไนณๆฏใ‚’ๅซŒใŒใฃใŸใใ†ใงโ€•โ€•ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅฅฝใฟใฏใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปๆญฃ็›ด็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใฆ็งใ‚‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ้™›ไธ‹ใปใฉ็พŽใ—ใ„ๅฅณๆ€งใฏใŠ็›ฎใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅคขไธญใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‚‚ๅพ—ๅฟƒใงใใพใ™ใ€‚ใ€ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆฏใ‚‚็”ฃใพใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็งใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใšใ€‚ ใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ไป–ใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅคซไบบใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆˆ‘ใŒๅญใ‚’ๆจใฆ็ฝฎใใฎใ‚‚่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ ็ตๆžœใ€ใ‚‚ใฎๅฟƒไป˜ใๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅฎฎใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ่‚ฒใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๅ…„ๅผŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใงใ™ใ‹? ใ„ใˆๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃใ‚’้…ธใฃใฑใใ—ใฆใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใฎ้•ใ„ใฎใ“ใจใฏๅผทใ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฟ…่ฆไปฅไธŠใซ้ฆดใ‚Œๅˆใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚็งใซใฏไป–ใฎๅ…„ๅผŸใŒใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅนฒๆธ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€่ฒดๆ—็คพไผšใงใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅบถๆฐ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ™ใ€‚็”ฃใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰้•ทๅญใ€ๆฌก็”ทใจๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใˆใˆใ€ใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใใŸใ‚‰ใใ†ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใฏ็„ก้ “็€ใงใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅฟ ๅ‘Šใซใ‚‚่€ณใ‚’่ฒธใ•ใšใซใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใซใ‚‚้€ฃใ‚Œๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ไปฐใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆตใพใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใฎ้ทนๆšใ•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€้ˆๆ„Ÿใ•ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚็งใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงๅนผใ„้ ƒใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ้Šใณ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่บซใ‚‚่“‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€Žๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใ‚ชใƒขใƒใƒฃใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‰ฑใ„ใงใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ ใใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใฎใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ11ๆญณใฎๆ™‚ใ€‚ใˆใˆใ€ๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒๅพŒใงใ™ใ€‚ 7ๆญณใซใชใ‚‹้ ƒใซใฏ็งใ‚‚ๅนผๅนดๅญฆๆ กใซ้€šใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ป็นใซๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใŠไผšใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใ‚‚ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ๆ—ฅใ‹็ตŒใฃใฆใ€็ˆถใจๅ…ฑใซๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใฎไธ‹ใธๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ†…ๅฏ†ใฎ่ฉฑใจใ—ใฆๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎไพๅพ“ใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใ—ใฆๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’้€ไธ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ›ใ‚ˆใจใ€‚ ใŠใใ‚‰ใๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎ็š†ๆง˜ใฏๆใ‚ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹11ๆญณใซใ—ใฆๆ‰‹็ทดใ‚Œใฎๆš—ๆฎบ่€…8ไบบใ‚’่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงๆฐ—ใ‚’่จฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็งใซใ€็Œซใฎ้ฆ–ใฎ้ˆดใซใชใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†ๅ‘ฝไปคใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ใˆใˆใ€ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใฉใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๅ‘ฝไปคใฉใŠใ‚Šใใฎๆ—ฅใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’้€ไธ€ๆ–‡ๆ›ธใงๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปๆฎฟไธ‹ใงใ™ใ‹? ใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็งใŒไพๅพ“ใซใชใฃใŸ็†็”ฑใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€็ด ็›ดใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใŸไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆฏŽๆ—ฅใŒ็›ฎใพใใ‚‹ใ—ใ„ๆ—ฅใ€…ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎ็œŸไผผไบ‹ใพใงใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใˆใˆใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†Cใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…่จผใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ„ใˆใ„ใˆใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠใ“ใผใ‚Œใซ้ ใ‹ใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใชใซใ—ใ‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใšใ‹2ๅนดใงใ€ๅคง้™ธใซใ‚‚50ไบบใจใ„ใชใ„Sใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใ„ใˆใ€ๅฆฌใพใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ้€†ใซ่ช‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใจใจใ‚‚ใซๆญฉใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ€‚ ็งใซใจใฃใฆๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ็พจๆœ›ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹ๆžœใฆใฌๅคขใฎไฝ“็พใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใใ†ใ—ใฆๅบถๆฐ‘ใจไบคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ„ใคใ—ใ‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅฟƒใซ่ฒงๅฏŒใฎๅทฎใ‚„่บซๅˆ†ๅˆถใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅผŠๅฎณใŒ้‡ใๅฝฑใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€่กจใซใ“ใๅ‡บใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใŒๅฟƒใฎๅฅฅใซใฏๅฟธๆ€ฉใŸใ‚‹ๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†โ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆไธ–ใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸ่‡ญใ„ใ‚’ๅ—…ใŽๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ ่จ€่‘‰ๅทงใฟใซๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€็ตต็ฉบไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็†ๆƒณใ‚’ๅนใ่พผใฟๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใƒปใƒปใƒปใˆใˆใ€ใพใฃใŸใใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ€ใใ‚Œใปใฉ็ซ‹ๆดพใช็†ๆƒณใชใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅŠชๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใญใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็งใ‚‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸ่ผฉใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้›ขใใ†ใจใฏใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ€ๅบฆๅฟƒใซๆ นใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸ็†ๆƒณใฏๅญ˜ๅค–ๆทฑใใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅฟƒใซ้ฃŸใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€็งใฎ็›ฎใ‚’้€ƒใ‚Œใฆใพใง้€ฃไธญใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใงใ—ใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใง็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅดใ‚‚ๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฏ†ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅŽ้›†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใ‚€ใชใ็งใ‚‚่กจๅ‘ใๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ็†ๆƒณใซๅ…ฑๆ„Ÿใ—ใŸใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€้€ฃไธญใฎๆง‹ๆˆใ‚„ใ‚ขใ‚ธใƒˆใ€ไบบๅ“กใฎ่ฉณ็ดฐใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ่ฉณ็ดฐใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๆใ‚‰ใไปŠ้ ƒใฏไธ€็ถฒๆ‰“ๅฐฝใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใˆใˆใ€็‰นใซใฉใ†ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ็ตต็ฉบไบ‹ใงใ™ใ—ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅˆฉๆจฉใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ใใใฎใ‹ใ—ใŸ้€ฃไธญใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ‘ฝไปคใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๆ”ฟๆฒปใซๅฃๅ‡บใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€็งใฎๆ‰‹ใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ ๆ‚ฉใพใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ๅ˜˜ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆญฃ็›ด็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใฆใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏไธ€ๆ™‚ใฎ็†ฑ็—…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่‹ฑๆ˜Žใชๆฎฟไธ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็พๅฎŸใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ™ใŒใใฎๅพŒใ‚‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๆ”ฟๆฒป้‹ๅ‹•ใซ้‚้€ฒใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅ›ฝใจๅ–ใ‚Šๅผ•ใใพใงใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎใปใ†ใ‚‚ๅคงใ„ใซๆ…Œใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใฎไผš่ฆ‹ใŒๆฑบๅฎšใ—โ€•โ€•ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ้™›ไธ‹ใฎ่…ฐใŒ่ปฝใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•่‡ณๆ€ฅใ€ไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‘ฝไปคใฏใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅค–ๆ‚ฃใ‚’่ช˜่‡ดใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅง‹ๆœซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็งใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใช่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใšใฃใจๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ€ใ„ใพใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงไธ‹ใ•ใฃใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅ‘Š็™ฝใ—ใฆ่จฑใ—ใ‚’่ซ‹ใ„ใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏ่ฒดๆ–นใซใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใไพกๅ€คใฎใชใ„็”ทใชใ‚“ใงใ™! ใฉใ†ใ‹่ฒดๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใง็งใ‚’็ฝฐใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใใ†่ถณๅ…ƒใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ™ใŒใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใชใซๆฅฝใ‹ใจใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใงใ™ใŒใ€ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚็งใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใฏใƒ™ใƒซใƒˆใƒผใƒ‹ๅฎถใฎๅคฑๆ…‹ใ€‚ ็ˆถๅ€‹ไบบใŒๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใจ่ฆชใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใˆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใˆใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ้€†ใซใ€ๅฎฎๅปทใ‚นใ‚บใƒกใŸใกใฏใ“ใ“ใžใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Š่ฒฌใ‚็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅฎถ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎไธ‹็ดš่ฒดๆ—ใฏใฒใจใŸใพใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใๅปƒ็ตถใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€็งใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎไฟก้ ผใจๆˆ‘ใŒๅฎถใจใ‚’ๅคฉ็งคใซใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅนธใ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใจใฎๅ…ฑ้—˜ใฏ็™ฝ็ด™ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅนพใฐใใ‹ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใฏ็จผใ’ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใง็งใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใจๆ”ฟๆฒป้‹ๅ‹•ใจใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้›ขใ™ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ่ณญใ‘ใซๅ‡บใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซๆง˜ใซ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ“ใจใงใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ็†ๆƒณใจ็พๅฎŸใฎ้•ใ„ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…็š„ใซใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅฎˆใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœ€ๆ„›ใฎ่€…ใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š้š”ๆ„ใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจใ€‚ ไฟ้คŠๆ‰€ใฎไบบๅ“กใฎ้…็ฝฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ็ด ่กŒใซๅ•้กŒใฎใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ใฎ่‹ฅ่€…ใŸใกใ‚’่กŒๅ‹•ใซ็งปใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฎŸใซ็ฐกๅ˜ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ็งใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่€…ใŒใ—ใŸใ‚Š้ก”ใงใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ใŸใกใŒ1ๆฏใฎใ‚นใƒผใƒ—ใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใฎใซ่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€็Ž‹ๆ—ใฏใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใฌใใฌใใจ่ด…ๆฒขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎ่ก€็จŽใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่ณ„ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ™ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใฎๆจฉๅˆฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใใฎๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่ผฉใฏใ€ๅคง็พฉๅๅˆ†ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ‚ฝใƒฌใŒๆญฃใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใจใ€็–‘ใ‚ใšใซใฉใ‚“ใช้ž้“ใชใ“ใจใงใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ“ใจใจใ—ใฆ่กŒใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใงใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็งใŒๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹่ชคใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใปใฉใฎไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใ‚’่พžใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใŒใ“ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚Œใงใ€ๅ›ใฎๅ‘Š่งฃใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใช?ใ€ ้ข็™ฝใใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใจใฏใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆค…ๅญใซใ€้ป’ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ตคใ‚’ๅผท่ชฟใ—ใŸใƒ‘ใ‚ดใƒ€ใ‚นใƒชใƒผใƒ–ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใฆๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ็งๅฎคใ€ใใฎไธญๅคฎใซๅฎ‰็ฝฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้บไฝ“ใฏๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใฏ็ฅžๆฎฟใฎๅคงๅธ็ฅญ็ซ‹ไผšใ„ใฎไธ‹ใ€่‘ฌๅ„€ใŒๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใชใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅข“ๆ‰€ใซ้‹ใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใฏใšใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไพๅพ“ใจใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๅˆฅใ‚Œใฎๆ™ฉใซใชใ‚‹ไปŠๅคœใ€ใŸใ ไธ€ไบบ้บไฝ“ใฎๅ‚ใงใ€ใพใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฏใ€ใตใจๅคœ้ขจใจใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใฎใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใฎใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใ€ใใ—ใฆใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้–‹ใ‘ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸ็ช“ใฎไธ‹ใซไฝ‡ใ‚€ใ€ๆœˆใฎๅŒ–่บซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พŽ่ฒŒใฎไธปใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—......้ฉšใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใปใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ขๆŒใกใงใ€ๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ†…้ขใ‚’ๅ้œฒใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ้™›ไธ‹ใ€็งใ‚’็ฝฐใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚็ฝฐใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐ้Ÿณใฎใ‚ซใƒซใƒญๅฟใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๅฐใฐใ‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐใ•ใ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ•? ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎๅ†…้ƒจใฎๅ•้กŒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็งใŒใจใ‚„ใ‹ใ่จ€ใ†็ญ‹ๅˆใ„ใฎใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒดๆ—้™ขใฏไปŠๅ›žใฎไบ‹ไปถใ‚’ใ™ในใฆ้™›ไธ‹ใจใŠๅ›ฝใธๆ“ฆใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹่…นใงใ™ใ€‚็งใŒใใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใซใฏ็งใ‚’ๅ‡ฆๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ๅๅˆ†ใช็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€ ใ„ใคใซใชใๅฟ…ๆญปใช่กจๆƒ…ใง้‡ใญใฆ่จดใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ๅˆฅใซๅ›ๅ€‹ไบบใŒ็ตตใ‚’ๆใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใชใ‚‰่ฃใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆ่™Žใฎๅฐพใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใ ้ฆฌ้นฟใฉใ‚‚ใซใ€่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ ใ‘ใ ใญใ€ ๆš—ใซใŠๅ‰ใฎๅ‘ฝใชใฉใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฏๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€่Šฑใง้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆฃบใฎไธญใซ็œ ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใ ้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใง้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟใฏๆญปใชใชใใ‚ƒ็›ดใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€็›ดใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ๅพŒๅŠใฏๅฐๅฃฐใงๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฎ่€ณใซใฏๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใง้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏๆ‚ชๆˆฏใฃใฝใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅพŒใฎใŠๅˆฅใ‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ก”ใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ๅพ‹ๅ„€ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅฃ้š›ใพใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฏ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้ก”ใซ่ฆ†ใ„ใ‹ใถใ•ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใกใ‚ƒใฃใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆนฟใ‚Šๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸ้ŸณใŒใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฎ่€ณใซๅฑŠใโ€•โ€•ๆ•ฐๅ‘ผๅธใฎ้–“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎไธŠไฝ“ใŒๆˆปใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ้‹ๆฌก็ฌฌใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฏๆ…ŒใฆใฆๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใญใˆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจๅฟ™ใ—ใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€‚้•ทๅฑ…ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ•ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆไธๆ•ตใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธธใซใชใไผธใณใŸ็ŠฌๆญฏใŒ้›ถใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็งใ‚’ๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ็งใฏใใฎๅฟƒ็ฉใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅ‘Š็™ฝใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใฏ็งใฎๅฝน็›ฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅˆฅใ‚Œ้š›ใซ็Ž‹ๅญใซไป˜ใ‘ใจใ„ใŸใƒใ‚คใƒ‘ใ‚นใŒใ„ใใชใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸ็†็”ฑใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ›ใซใจใฃใกใ‚ƒไธ€็”Ÿ็ฝชใ‚’่ƒธใซๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใคใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็ท‹้›ชใฏใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚้‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ใใฎใ†ใกๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใ™ในใ่ณ‡ๆ ผใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ€ๅ›ใ‚’ๅ‡ฆ็ฝฐใซ่จชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚3ๅ‰ฒใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ๅพŒใฏๅ›ใฎไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹็ฅžใซใงใ‚‚็ฅˆใฃใฆใŠใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ๆททไนฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็ช“้š›ใธใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ•ใ€‚ๅ›ใŸใกใฏ่‰ฏใไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้€†ๅขƒใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่‡ชๆฎบใ—ใŸใŒใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใจใ‹ใ€ไป–ไบบใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใŸใŒใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใจใ‹ใใฃใใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ›ใฏๅ‹ไบบใงใฏใชใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’้กžๅ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฏๅ‘†็„ถใจ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆฌกใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟใฏๅนปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ‚ซใƒซใƒญใฎๅ‘ŸใใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคœ้ขจใซไน—ใฃใฆใ€ๅคœใฎ้—‡ใธใจๆถˆใˆใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚
My real name is Giancarlo Eligio Bertoni. The Bertoni family is a subordinate Baron (Baron), albeit aristocratic, so I could not have served beside His Royal Highness in my original capacity, etc., but I have heard that my father had a friendship that transcended his identity with His Majesty in a relationship where he was a close guard of the current King when he was younger. Me and Your Highness? I don't know, though I was only meant to be His Highness's loyal servant. It seems that my mother, who just gave birth to me in such a relationship, became Her Royal Highness's nanny born at the same time. Well, there seemed to be several other nannies, but for some reason His Highness hated non-mother nannies - well, maybe women were born with loud tastes. ... To be honest, I've never seen a woman as beautiful as His Majesty Hiyuki either, so I can also be good at His Highness being obsessed. Nevertheless, I can't let go of my mother, who was just born, and take a day to His Highness. ... Well, she was originally a common woman (one), so you wouldn't have hesitated to abandon my son if she were another noble lady. As a result, I was raised with His Royal Highness at the Royal Palace long before I realized anything. Like a real brother? No. I didn't mean to get more tamed with it than I had to because when I realized it, I soured my mouth out of my surroundings and was strongly told about the differences in identities between them. I have other brothers in the first place, but you don't interfere with each other. In fact, it is the same everywhere, whether it is an aristocratic society or a common people. It's something that makes a clear difference from birth to the eldest, second and third sons. - Yeah, you're right. My lord, I was indifferent to those things, and they took me everywhere without listening to my surrounding advice. Right. As they say, I might say the eagle frying of the blessed, or dull, but I'm pretty sure I enjoyed it, too. That's why, at an early age, your highness's playmate, if you're going to say it in a way that doesn't have more body or lid, you treated it like 'your highness's toy'. The role changed when His Royal Highness was . Yeah, after the assassin's raid. By the time I was years old, I would be attending kindergarten school too, and I had no longer had the opportunity to see His Highness as often as I had before, but a few days after the day of that raid, I was summoned with my father to His Majesty the King, cut out as a confidential story, to be His Highness's samurai, and to report every act of His Highness. Perhaps everyone in the royal palace, starting with His Majesty the King, was horrified, at just years of age, to return eight hand-worked assassins. So you're giving me an order to be the bell on the cat's neck. Yeah, I couldn't say no, of course, and I was reporting in writing what happened that day, as ordered. ... Your Highness? What do you think? I think you understood why I became a samurai to some extent, but you were honestly delighted. "Don't be with me again!," he said, laughing happily. From then on, every day was really a dazzling day. His Royal Highness made me hang out with you and even make you look like an adventurer - yeah, I have my C-rank Adventurer ID today. No, it's outrageous. It's the result of more than half of your spills. Anyway, Your Highness, it was only two years ago, and you got an S-rank with no more than 0 people on the continent. No, I don't feel jealous at all. On the contrary, I was proud that I could walk with such a wonderful person. Because to me His Highness was envy and an unexpected manifestation of dreams. That said, when I interacted with the common people, it seemed that the difference between the rich and the poor and the harm caused by my identity had only begun to cast a heavy shadow on His Highness's mind, and I didn't put it on the table, but I guess there was a feeling behind my heart - and there are seniors (from Ya) in the world who smell those odors. Words cleverly approached His Royal Highness and began to breathe in picturesque ideals... yes, you're absolutely right, and I think you should try yourself if you're such a fine ideal. I also managed to disconnect His Highness from those students, but the ideal that once took root in my heart was endless, and it seemed to have devoured His Highness's heart, and it was the beginning and end of becoming in contact with them until I escaped my eyes... The royal palace side also seemed to have a sense of crisis around here and was told to gather more confidential information. Instead I also pretended to empathize with His Highness's ideals on the face, trying to act together. Based on the information obtained here, we have reported in detail on the composition of the people, as well as on the Azit and personnel details, so we'll probably be exhausted by now. ... Yeah, I don't particularly care. It was originally a pictorial affair, and in the end, for our own rights, because they are the ones who turned His Highness aside. And the other order I received was that if His Royal Highness were to speak to politics any more, I would reverse His Highness with my hands. Of course it would be a lie if I didn't bother you, but to be honest, it wouldn't happen, I thought this stuff was a temporary fever and that if you were a wise lord, you would understand reality. But even after that, His Highness has stepped into a political movement and, even more importantly, is trying to make a deal with the Land of Demons. I panicked a lot more at the Royal Palace. And while I was turning to the rear, the meeting between the two of you decided - I didn't think His Majesty's hips would be as light as that - that as soon as possible, the order conveyed was that if His Highness were to attract an external illness as it were, it should be terminated. I've been troubled watching His Highness's defenseless back. Do we have to reverse His Highness with this hand? The desire to confess everything and beg forgiveness on the spot seemed to explode to His Highness, who covered me like that and bowed his head and called me a 'friend'. "I'm not the man you deserve to say that to! Please punish me with your hands! I wonder how easy it would be if I could take it to my feet. ... but I couldn't. My failure is the failure of the Bertoni family. Though my father personally is close to His Majesty the King... no, that is why, on the contrary, the court tins will blame this place all the time, so there will be no one inferior noblemen of our order ever to be abolished. Yes, I put His Highness's trust and our home on the scale and betrayed His Highness. But fortunately, working with Imperial Crimson has been blank, and this has earned me some time. So I took my last bet to separate His Highness from the political movement. Yes, by sacrificing to Dear Angelica, His Highness will know the difference between ideal and reality. He also said that the citizens he was trying to protect emotionally would be more isolated by taking away his beloved. It was really easy to maneuver the nursery and get those young people who originally had problems with their behavior into action. With my hands or my face, "Even though you guys are having a hard time drinking a cup of soup, the royal family is so muddy and luxurious. This was paid for by your blood taxes, so isn't it natural for you to get it back? That's what made me wonder. ... you're right. Those hands will do the right thing if they give you a big nickname and any outrageous things without a doubt. But... was this I misjudging His Highness? Your Highness didn't quit moving on even after all that... The result is this. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... so, is your confession over? With a face that seemed uninteresting, Scarlet Snow, who originally sat in a chair used by Prince Achill in a pagoda sleeve dress that emphasized red more than black, confirmed to Sir Carlo. Prince Asil's private chamber, the body resting in its centre, is to be held tomorrow in the presence of the High Priest of the Temple, with a funeral to be carried out and handed over to the royal cemetery. Tonight, the last evening of farewell as a samurai, just beside the body of one, Carlo, looking at its face without a trace, confirmed the Lord of beauty, like the incarnation of the moon, nestled under the furrowing night breeze and the racing curtains, and at some point open windows... before surprise, with a relieved face somewhere, he exposed his inner surface as he was asked. "Yes. Sire Hiyuki, will you punish me? To Sir Carlo, who sounded rather begging him to punish him, Scarlet Snow answered with a small snort to make a mockery of him. "Why? This must be your internal problem. [M] That's not what I'm talking about anyway." "But the House of Lords is a belly that rubs all this incident against His Majesty and your country. Because I am also the cause, Your Majesty must have good reason to cut me off." Carlo sues over and over with a desperate look sometime. "Hey, nothing. You didn't paint it personally, did you? Then just hold the fools who stepped on the tiger's tail in the back accountable." Carlo bit his lip when he told me he didn't care about your life in the dark. Scarlet Snow, who had just risen from his chair in the meantime, peered into Prince Achille's face sleeping in a coffin decorated with flowers. "I thought you were stupid, but you were stupid to the end. Fools say you have to die to fix it, but I don't know if it'll fix it." The second half didn't reach Carlo's ear because he whispered, but Scarlet Snow, with his face up here, gave him a pranky grin. "I want to say my final goodbye, so could you turn your face away for a second? "Yes, sir" Standing in discipline and moving to the wall, Carlo turns his back. I narrowed my eyes to the look of it, making sure I was totally turning my back on this one, and put my mouth nearer to cover it in Prince Asil's face, most importantly. A slightly damp sound of cuckoo reached Carlo's ear - putting it between a few breaths and there were signs that Scarlet Snow's upper body would return. "- Well, I guess this is it. And then it depends on your luck." At the same time he felt signs of standing up and Carlo looked back in haste. "Are you going home like this? "Well, hey, I'm going to be busy with a lot of things. I can't stay long." From the mouth of Scarlet Snow, who said so and laughed invincibly, there is always zero stretched dog teeth. "... are you sure you won't punish me? I confessed everything with my heart." "So that's not my role. I just wanted to know why the bypass I put on the prince when we broke up suddenly ran out. Well, isn't it harder for you to have sinned in your chest for the rest of your life? ......... Then Scarlet Snow shrugged her shoulders. "Well, if you're lucky, someone who deserves to be punished might come and punish you." "- What's that? "I'm talking about possibilities. So far, I guess it's 30%, and I'll have to pray to God you believe in." Leaving Carlo in confusion, Scarlet Snow proceeded to the window. "Nevertheless. You guys look a lot alike." "- What?" "It's just like wanting to commit suicide when it comes to adversity, or wanting to hold someone else's hand. You said you weren't my friend, but you call this kind of friend, right? Carlo glanced at the words. And the next time I realized, Scarlet Snow's appearance had disappeared like an illusion. "Friends..." Carlo's grunt rode through the open window into the night breeze and vanished into the darkness of the night.
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ใ€ใฏใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–ๆ•™ใฎๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹(ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏ็ฆใ˜ๆ‰‹)ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้ซ˜ไฝ่–่ท่€…ใŒๅ”ฑใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ•™ๅ›ฃๅ“กใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๆญปใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฌๅ‡ถๆˆฆๅฃซใจใ—ใฆๆ“ไฝœใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใŸใ‚ใŸใจใˆ็ด ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ไธฆใฟใฎๆˆฆๅฃซไปฅไธŠใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใจใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฝฟใฃใŸใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ๆฝฐใ™ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ‰ๆใจใ—ใŸ่‡ช็ˆ†ๆŠ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅˆ่จˆ6ไธ‡ใฎๅ‡ถๆˆฆๅฃซใ‹ใ€‚ไธฆใฟใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎ ๆ‚ฒๅฃฎใชๆฑบๆ„ใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใŸๆžขๆฉŸๅฟใŸใกใจใฏๅๅฏพใซใ€ ใใฎ็›ฎใŒใฒใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸใพใพใ€้œ‡ใˆใฆๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚ๅฃใ‚’่žใ‹ใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅนดโ€•โ€•ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใฃใฑ็พ็Šถใ€่‡ช็”ฑใซๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅคง็ซๅŠ›ใฏ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚็†ๆƒณใจใ—ใฆใฏ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่‡ช็™บ็š„ใซๅ‡บๅผตใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐๅพกใฎๅญ—ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€่ฒธใ—ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌไป–ไบบใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น้ ˜ใซ้€ฒๅ…ฅใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ’ƒ้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ณฅๆ’ƒใกๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ™ใ‚‰็ชบใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ๅจฏๆฅฝใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆไบ‹ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚่–ๆ•™ใฎ็Ÿณ้ ญใฎใ‚ธใ‚ธใ‚คใฉใ‚‚ใŒ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ญใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใงๅ‹…ๅ‘ฝใŒไธ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅบฆ่ƒธใ‚‚ๅจๅŽณใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๆ„่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒๅคงใ„ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๅจๅ„€ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๆ„ๅ‘ใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใฎ็พ็Šถใ‚’็œ‹้Žใ—ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใฌใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใŠใžใพใ—ใ่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใฏ็ฅžๆ„ใซๅใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ™ใŸใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’่กŒไฝฟใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใฌใ€ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไบˆๆƒณๆธˆใฟใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅ•้กŒใฏๆฌกใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ็‚บใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใจใฎๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚€ใชใ—ใ ใ€ ็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ก”ใงไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ดใ„ใฆใ„ใŸไบŒไบบใฎ่€ไบบใ ใŒใ€ใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹......ใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใง็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝ่ปใจๅ…ฑๅŒๆˆฆ็ทšใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Œ......ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใƒญใฎๅ•ใ„ใซ้‡ใ€…ใ—ใ้ ทใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚......?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใง็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใƒญใฎ้šฃใงใ€ใชใซใ‹ใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ขใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใ‚ชใฎ้ก”่‰ฒใŒ็›ฎใพใใ‚‹ใ—ใๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ€‚ๆป…ใผใ™ในใ้ญ”็‰ฉใฉใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚......!?!ใ€ ใใฎใพใพใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒช้€ใใใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„่€ไบบ้”ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็•ณใฟๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใ€‚่–ๅ…ธใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ€ไบบใชใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ™ใชใ‚ใก็ฅžใฎๆฉๅฏตใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌๅ“€ใ‚Œใช็ฝชไบบใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๆญคๅบฆใฎ้›ฃไบ‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ่’ผ็ฅžใฏ็‰นๅˆฅใซๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใ‚’ใŠไธŽใˆใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆป…ใผใ™ในใๅฏพ่ฑกใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซ็พไธ–ใซใŠใ„ใฆๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ๅพณใ‚’็ฉใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅ“€ใ‚Œใชๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆฅไธ–ใซๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ๆฉ่ตฆใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†่’ผ็ฅžใฎๆ€ใ—ๅฌใ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ๅ้งใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸไบŒไบบใฎ่€ๆžขๆฉŸๅฟใฏใ€้’ๅนดใจๅคฉไฝฟใฎ็ขบๅ›บใŸใ‚‹็œผๅทฎใ—ใซ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ ญใ‚’ๆทฑใไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่ฉ”ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใฏใฃ......ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’้ทฒๆŽดใฟใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅœง่ฟซๆ„Ÿใซใ€ไบŒไบบใฏ่„‚ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅนณไผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€‚ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผใ‚ˆใ€้›ฃไบ‹ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Š่’ผ็ฅžใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดใ€…ใฎๅพก็ฅž่จ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚้‡ๅคงใชๅ†…ๅฎนใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ฅž่จ—ใฎ้–“ใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆๅ‚ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ๅนณไผใ—ใŸใพใพ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฎใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๆง˜ๅญใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚Šใ€ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใจ่…‘ใซ่ฝใกใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆธ‹้ขใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€‚ใคใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ„ใ€ ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ’ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉไฝฟใŒใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผใฎๅ‚ใพใงๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ€ใใฎใพใพ็Œซใฎๅญใงใ‚‚ๆ‰ฑใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฆ–ๆ นใฃใ“ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ€ใšใ‚‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅผ•ใๆ‘บใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎโ€•โ€•่ปฝ่–„ใใ†ใ ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏโ€•โ€•ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅผ›็ทฉใ—ใฆใ€็™ฝ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็ทŠๅผตใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Š้€”ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ตทใ“ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใ€ ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพๅฅฅใฎๅฐ้ƒจๅฑ‹โ€•โ€•ใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใธใฎ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€โ€•โ€•ใธใจใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆ‘บใฃใฆๆถˆใˆใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ 30ๅˆ†ๅพŒโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ โ€œ็ฅž่จ—โ€ใจ่จ€ใ†ๅใฎๅฃฐใฎใฟใฎๆŒ‡็คบใจใ€็ฅžใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹่ณœใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Ž็ฅžๅ™จใ€ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€้’่คชใ‚ใŸ้ก”ใงใƒ•ใƒฉใƒ•ใƒฉใจไธ€ไบบ็ฅž่จ—ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ ใซใ€Žๅฐๅฐใฎๅๅญ—ๆžถใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๆธกใ—ใฆๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎๅฝ“็„ถใจใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‡ธๅฟตใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€้’ใ„็•ฐๅฝขใฎ็”ทใฏใƒ•ใƒณใจ่ปฝใ„ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๆœ‰ใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใงไฝœใฃใŸๅฎ‰็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ไธ€ๅ›žไฝฟใˆใฐ็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ•ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚กใ€ใใฎๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใ€‚่กŒๆ–นไธๆ˜Žใฎๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎๅฏพๅธ่ก€้ฌผ็”จๅฐๅฐ้ญ”ๅ…ทใฏใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ›ใ„ใงใƒใ‚ซใŒๅฐๅฐใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅˆฅใซๅฐๅฐใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ–ƒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใตใจใ€็ช“้š›ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบโ€•โ€•ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใง็‹ฉไบบใฎๆฐๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€20ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฅดใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้š›ใซใ‚ปใƒผใƒ–ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใจใ—ใฆ็Ÿณๆฃบใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใŸใจใˆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ๅผฑไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ™ใใซๅพฉๆดปใ™ใ‚‹ไป•ๆง˜ใ ใ€‚ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆ็Ÿณๆฃบใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใๅฅดใฎใ“ใจใ ็™บ่ฆ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†้š ่”ฝๆธˆใฟใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้ขๅ€’ใ ใŒๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ขบๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๅฅดใ‚’ๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏๅŒ็ญ‰ไปฅไธŠใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒใชใ„ใจ็„ก็†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไฟบใ‹็ท‹้›ชใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏไฝฟ็”จ่€…ใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใซๅฟœใ˜ใŸๅŠนๆžœใ—ใ‹ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“้ญ”ๅ…ทใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œไป–ใฎ่€…ใŒไฝฟใฃใŸๅ ดๅˆใซใฏๅŠนๆžœใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ๅจ˜ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ใตใ‚€ใจ้กŽใฎไธ‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹็”ทใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏใชใ€‚ๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ„ใ‹......ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐๆ™‚้–“็จ‹ๅบฆใฏๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใ„ใกใŠใ†ไบบ้–“ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฎๅผทใ„ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใงใฏๆ•ฐๅˆ†็จ‹ๅบฆใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏๅฝ“ไบบใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฎŸ้จ“ใงใใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใกใชใฟใซ่–ๆ•™ใงใฏๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใซ้ธใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ€็ฅžใฎ็ฅž่จ—ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงไธ€็•ช้ญ”ๅŠ›(MP)ใฎๅคงใใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใใ“ใซใฏๅ€‹ไบบใฎ่ณ‡่ณชใ‚„ไฟกไปฐๅฟƒใชใฉไธ€ๅˆ‡้–ขไธŽใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€Žๅฐๅฐใฎๅๅญ—ๆžถใ€ใ‚’ใ‚ใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ญ็ตŒ็”ฑใง็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใซๆธกใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ ใŒใ€ๅ†ใณไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใช้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ใฎใƒใ‚ซใ‹ใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅๆธกใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ้–“ใซไบบใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใฎใ•ใ€ไพฎ่”‘ใ‚’ใŸใฃใทใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใฆ็”ทใŒๆ–ญ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅฐ่ณขใ—ใ„ๅฅดใ‚„ใ€ๅ‡ใฃใŸใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใงๆธกใ™ใจ็ท‹้›ชใฎใ“ใจใ ใ€ใชใซใ‹่ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ชญใ‚“ใงไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ‚ใฎใƒใ‚ซใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใ ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฅดใฏใ€ๅฆ™ใซใ‚ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎใƒใ‚ซใฎไธ–่ฉฑใ‚’็„ผใใŸใŒใ‚‹ๅ‚พๅ‘ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใปใฉ็–‘ใ‚ใšใซไฝฟใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€ไธ€ๅฟœไฟ้™บใฏๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ€ ใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ€็”ทใฏ็ช“้š›ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ๅจ˜ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบœ่Œถๅญใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎๅ‚ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไธŠๆ‰‹ใๆธกใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†่ช˜ๅฐŽใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆ็ท‹้›ชใซไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๆ•‘ๅŠฉใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ตใƒใƒผใƒˆใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใจ่‹ฅๅนฒใฎๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ‚’ใซใ˜ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’็ฌฌไธ€ใซๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใ‚ใ€‚......ใชใซใ—ใ‚็ท‹้›ชใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงๅ”ฏไธ€ใ€ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅคงๅˆ‡ใชไผดไพถใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅคฑใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใซใ‚‚ไผใˆใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅ‘ฝใฏๅฎˆใฃใฆใฟใ›ใพใ™ใ€ โ€•โ€•ๅ‘ฝใ ใ‘ใฏใญใ€‚ ๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใฒใจใคใฎไผใฆใ‚’็›ฎ่ซ–ใฟใ€ๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ไบœ่Œถๅญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ€้’ใ„็”ทใฏ้ ใ„็ฉบใฎๆžœใฆใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใ‚’ๆƒณใฃใฆใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใ‚‚ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜้ธใฐใ‚ŒใŸไบบ้–“ใ ใ€‚ใใ†ใใ†ๆญปใฌใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใใฎ้ ƒใฎ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ไปŠๆ—ฅใ“ใๆญปใฌใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„......ใ€‚ ่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽๅคงๅบƒ้–“ใง่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐ็ต‚ไบ†ๅพŒๅคฉ็Ž‹ใ€ไธƒ็ฆๆ˜Ÿ็ฃใ€ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใ€ๅ…ซๅๅ…ซๅ†ฅ้“้•ท(ๅ„้ญ”ๆ—ใฎๆœ‰ๅŠ›่€…)ใŸใกใจใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ไผšใฎๅธญไธŠใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใซ้†คๆฒนใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๅ‘ณ้Ÿณ็—ดใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใฃใกใ“ใใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚นใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒ‰ใƒญใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‰ใƒญใƒ‰ใƒญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฃใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚นใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใฃใกใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œ่ƒƒ่…ธ่–ฌใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹่ฒดๆง˜ใซใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚‰!?ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€่‹ฅใ„่€…ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใŠใ„ใ€ไธƒๅ‘ณใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ”่พ›ๅญใ‚ฃ?! ใ‚ชใ‚คใ‚ชใ‚คใ€็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใƒœใ‚ฑใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใซใฏใ‚ฟใƒใ‚นใ‚ณใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‹ใฃใ€‚่‹ฅใ„ใฎใ‰ใ€‚ไธƒๅ‘ณใฎๅ‘ณใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚ฑใƒ„ใฎ้’ใ„้ค“้ฌผใŒใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€‚ๅ–งๅ˜ฉใฏใ‚ˆใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€้šฃใง่พ›ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎใƒžใƒจใƒใƒผใ‚บใฎ้ขจๅ‘ณใŒ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ฒใƒ†ใƒขใƒŽใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„!!ใ€ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใชใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใŒไธ€็•ชใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝๆง˜......้บปๅฉ†่ฑ†่…ใซใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใƒผใ‹ใจๆƒณใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ......?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฎๅ—œๅฅฝใซใชใซใ‹ๅ•้กŒใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใˆใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐๅฆ‚ใใงๅ˜†ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚ˆใ€‚็”Ÿๅตใ‚„็ด่ฑ†ใ€ใƒˆใƒžใƒˆใ‚ฑใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใŠไธปใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใ€ใใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒๆŽปใๅ›žใ™ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹่‹ฆใ—ใใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใžใ€‚้ฃŸๆฌฒใŒ็„กใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใจใ€่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใง็พๅœจใ€ๅคงๅบƒ้–“ไธญใซ้›ทๆ’ƒใจใ‹็ ดๅฃŠๅ…‰็ทšใจใ‹็ซ็‚Žใจใ‹ใ€ๆฌกๅ…ƒๆ–ญๅฑคใจใ‹่ฌŽใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใจใ‹ใŒ้ฃ›ใณไบคใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ็›ดๆ’ƒใ“ใใ—ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎไฝ™ๆณขใง HPใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šๆ•ฐใƒ‰ใƒƒใƒˆใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€MPใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠๅบฆใจ่จ€ใ†ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใƒ€ใƒกใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใŒๆš—ใใชใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใƒ‘โ—‹ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ€‚ ่ชฐใ ใ€้ฃŸไบ‹ไผšใซใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใชใ‚“ใฆ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸใฎใฏ......?
Lesson : The Juvenile Pope Few people know that there is a hidden little room behind the altar in the cathedral chapel. And those who actually set foot in that room are even more limited. Anyway, the only one who can get in there is the 'Archpope', the highest ranking in the Eon Holy Kingdom. Three humans were praying on the altar. Normally, behind the altar, a mural depicting a spectacular battle between the pale god and the alien demon kings and beasts first comes to my attention. But all this evening, the mural broke into two straight pieces from the center, and the blue and white light was leaking out of a gap enough for each person to get through. Three people who were praying in the form of triangles, led by one boy, raised their faces, as they waited for someone's visit. "... under. There you are." One of the two old men, both kneeling behind the boy, muttered. What the three of them put together is an unclean white long coat. The two old men were wrapped around purple bands showing the Episcopal Cardinal, while the boy was wrapped around blue bands like the sky. That was the belt that manifested the highest ecclesiastical rank. Hard footsteps approach from the back of the open passage. The footsteps gradually grew louder. Before we lowered our heads even further, the Lord of Footsteps finally appeared. The man flipped his cloak and stood arrogantly before the altar. One step behind it spreads its wings wide and descends so that the flutter and the other shadow follow behind it. He was a blonde young swordsman dressed in fine decorated armor with no cloudy or silver colour, and an angel who looked like a red-haired girl with a pair of wings in pure white on one or its back. "Werner Barni, Archbishop of the Holy King of Aeon" An angel steps forward in front of a swordsman opens his mouth. "- Ha." The boy bows his head deeply. "Likewise Cardinal Alessio D'Antoni. Cardinal Sandro Bludge" "" Ha. " "Raise your face," the angel agreed with a pale trick, confirming the three who raised their faces. "... have confirmed that there is no difference. Allow attendance" "" Ha-ha-ha "" Three people bowing their heads deeply again. Confirm that and the angel falls back behind the youth again. "I want to check the status quo first. How has things progressed and what kind of response does the Ecclesiastical Church take to exist? A young man opened his mouth instead. "Ha. We have dispatched the Cathedral Crusaders as the head of the regiment," Saints (Saints), "Bernardo Gloria Casas. All , people below have not returned -" An old man called Alessio shook his tongue and finally put it into words as he swallowed his spit. "We also confirm that the unclean demons of the Grand Duchy of Youth are still alive and well. As a result... the Expeditionary Army has failed in its mission and regards it as completely destroyed" Shimmering air dominates the chapel, but no young swordsman, no angels, no fine dust, no appearance of movement, "So?," he urged. "... This is why we are currently in the process of forming the Second Expeditionary Force" On behalf of Alessio, the other Cardinal Sandro replied. "0,000 holy knights, mainly the Fifth Army and the Eighth Army. 50,000 more levies and volunteers... Five more bishops have served and are in possession of the use of the Jihad (Mikotonori)" "Jihad" is the back hand (or forbidden hand) of the EON Episcopal Church, and the chanting by a high priest makes it possible to manipulate all members of the Order as murderer warriors without fear of death. For this reason, even if you are an amateur, it is possible to use it as more than a warrior in line, but at the end of the day, it is also a suicide bomber based on the assumption that you will use and crush your allies. - A total of 60,000 Murder Warriors? It's overwhelming if you're in line, but it's like feeding that abandoned dragon (Nidheck) opponent for nothing. Contrary to the Cardinals, who cemented their grievous resolve, the young swordsman (Rapuk) was listening with a nosy face. With those eyes lying down, they are directed at the boy who trembles and doesn't hear a word from earlier - Archpope Werner. - After all, as it stands, the only maximum firepower I can move freely is at Mr. Scarlet Snow's? Ideally, it would be your word if Mr. Scarlet Snow voluntarily put it out, but is there any way you can come and help strangers who don't owe you money? In fact, to date, the demons of Imperial Crimson, the Crimson Empire, have only defeated junior vampires (Lesser Vampires) trying to enter Cress territory, but have not shown any aggressive posture. I even caught a glimpse of how I enjoyed repelling the incoming opponent with a seven-sided bird-firing sensation. I guess it's good entertainment for them to see. - Then you should work with Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, even if you bend the verse slightly, but no matter what you think, the jizzy people of the ecclesiastical stone head can convince you. At the very least, if this kid can use some more, he can lay down his life at the top down, but he doesn't have that courage or majesty. Again, I made my prestige right again, sighing very much inside, wondering if I had any choice but to make an opinion on this occasion. "Communicate the intentions of the Ethereal God. We must not look past the current situation in the Grand Duchy of Youth. Those troublemakers are against God's will, and I don't mind exercising any means to destroy them." Up to this point, they would be expected words, too. But the problem is: If that's what you're doing, there's no need to cooperate with other countries. Two old men who were listening to words that could be conveyed with a strange face, but when they looked at each other with a stiff face, they confirmed in a tone of horror...... "Does that mean putting up a joint front with the Grawior Imperial Army......? Nodding heavily at Sandro's inquiry. "It also (,,,) has" "That too...? Next to Sandro, who frowned with a strange face, Alessio's complexion changed visibly when he noticed something. "Ma... no way, with the Crimson Imperial Crimson of the Crimson Empire. All demons to destroy......!?! With a face that looks like it's going to poke away as it is, it folds toward the unspoken old men. "Dear Left, as the scriptures say, the unmanned are wretched sinners who know not the grace of God. But the Ethereal God bestowed special mercy on this difficult matter. Whether they are subjects to be destroyed or not, it is the convenience of the Ethereal God to grant them more or less amnesty in their afterlife by making them accumulate more or less virtue in this world before them." "But it..." The two old cardinals, who had rebutted, were looked upon with a firm eye of youth and angels and, in haste, bowed their heads deeply. "It is the temple of the Ethereal God. Make no mistake." "Ha, ha... I did" The two lay flat, sweating, at the kind of pressure that had made their hearts eagle. "Bye, Archpope Werner, there is a direct divine commission from the Ethereal God for difficult matters. It's serious. Moving from this to the temple. Follow me." ......... A young swordsman (rapturous) who pointed his gaze at the aisle behind the chapel, but twisted his neck at the appearance of a boy who remained flat and unresponsive, with a face that fell to his heart "... oh" before becoming tannic. - Maple. Follow me. An angel, instructed by a troublesome smell, walked up to Werner's side, grabbed his roots so that he could handle even the cat's child as he did, and when he slipped, he pulled over. If you look at the boy's - seemingly thin, but depending on what you see - neat face was completely relaxed and his white eyes peeled off. Apparently, he had passed out from not much of the way through the tension. "... do you want to wake me? "No, I'm taking you like this" It is also troublesome to explain it again, so the young swordsman (Lapoku) commanded the angel (Maple) to go straight to the small room in the back - where the magic formation of the transition to the "Tower of the Pale God" - and pulled the archpope away and disappeared. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Half an hour later... The boy, who had received instructions only from the voice of the name "divine" and the "artifact" given to him by God, left between the flirtatious and single divine with a blue-faced face. "Is it okay to give the Archpope (that idiot) the 'Sealed Cross'? In response to a naturally lappy concern, the blue-formed man made a mild mockery of Hun. "I don't mind. Anyway, that's a cheap thing I made out of a meeting. Once used, it will shatter. - Well, is that better? The missing real anti-vampire sealing device was unsealed by an idiot because he left it behind badly." "... wouldn't it be nice if I didn't seal it otherwise? Two, the other standing at the window - a woman seen around 20, dressed as a hunter in an elf, twisted her neck. "It doesn't work that well. I had a sarcophagus set aside as a savepoint when I created him. Specifications for a quick resurrection to the extent that it weakens somewhat, even if it dies. I wish I'd destroyed the sarcophagus in advance, but it's probably about him. He's covered it up so he can't be discovered. It's troublesome, but I'm sure I'll seal it. But I can't seal him without more magic than I can. All you can do about it in this world is me or Scarlet Snow. Anyway, I can only give you magic effects based on the magic power of the user. " "Does it not work if others use it? To the question of the elf daughter, a man who puts his hand under his chin when he fumes. "Probably. Doesn't it work... you guys might be able to stop moving for a few hours, but that's all. Pretty magical as a human being these days, like a few minutes earlier in the Archpope class? - This is all about experimenting with the target." By the way, in the ecclesiastical Church, those who are elected Archpope are supposed to be by divine divinity, but nothing, they are simply choosing the most magical (MP) within the Holy King, where they are not involved in any way, such as their personal qualities or their faith. "I see. So you're giving 'Sealed Cross' to Mr. Scarlet Snow via that kid" I nodded with a convinced face and it pounded, but it made me look strange again. "But why did you instruct me to give it directly from that idiot? I suppose you could have pinched people in between? "It's okay because I'm an idiot," the man affirmed with plenty of disdain. "It's about scarlet snow if you give it to him in an elaborate way, because there's something behind it that you might read and not use. That's where that idiot comes in. Scarlet Snow Guy tends oddly to want to burn the care of that handful of idiots. I would use it without much doubt. - Do you have insurance for once?" That's how he shrugged, and the man glanced at his elf daughter, who was standing at the window. "Sub-teako. Instruct him to hand it over to the Pope. Lappy, you work with Tamegoro and stand by to rescue Scarlet Snow in case it doesn't happen." "Is it Scarlet Snow's support? Confused and slightly relieved, lappy. "Oh, they're the ones. Put Scarlet Snow's life first.... Anyway, Scarlet Snow is the only person in this world who has the same real soul as me. You can't lose it. - You got it? "Yes, I'll tell Tamegolo too" "Yeah, I'll try to protect Scarlet Snow's life" - Only life. A sub tea child who explores one plan in his heart and smiles coldly. I don't even know that, the blue man is the end of a distant sky. I fucking laughed thinking of Scarlet Snow. "Ma. Scarlet Snow is the same chosen person as me. Yeah, well, you're not gonna die." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ aerial gardens around that time. - I could die today...... At a dinner party with the Four Wesen Heavenly Kings, Seven Harm Star Beasts, Thirteen Demon Generals, and Eighty-Eight Pluto Chiefs (the leading men of each Demon Nation) at the end of the Vacant Red Jade Castle Great Hall, I confirmed my HP in danger (Red Zone) and now I am ready to die. "You're not flavor tone deaf, like soy sauce on a curry! "Though it would be disgusting to see the sauce over there with something drooling! "It's not a drool. No, it's Wuster sauce! "Aren't they both similar? "" I'm on gastrointestinal medication. I don't want you to tell me!! "- Here it is!? "Damn, because the young are this... hey, no seven flavors? "Chili?! Oi, did Grandpa get bogged down? Curry would have Tabasco." "Knock. You're young. I don't even know what the seven flavors taste like. "Whoa. Stop fighting. I was wondering if you could spare me the hard stuff next door. Because the flavor of mayonnaise escapes." "" I don't care about any of that gete stuff!! "At all, it would be best not to put anything on normally" "Um, Dear Life Capital... I wonder if it would be better to put a curry on the hemp lady tofu...? "Is there a problem with my taste? "Oh, no... it's nothing" "Damn, it's lamentable how curry is topped" "This is heavenly. It's the Lord's freedom to put raw eggs, natto, and tomato ketchup on it, but scratching the mess is not going to be ugly. I'm gonna lose my appetite." And with that said, there are currently lightning strikes, destruction rays, flames, dimensional faults and mysterious energies flying throughout the Great Hall. Though it doesn't strike directly, even if it fits Zero Glass (not much) and Obedience in the aftermath of one attack after another, it doesn't restore HP in time. HP also has a few dots left, and the MP is starting to run out. I'll tell you next time. Maybe not this time. Something's getting dark in front of me. - Good night, Pao Rush. Who prepared curry for a dinner party...?
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ใใฎๅ…‰ใฎๅกŠใ‚’ใƒใ‚คใจ้ ญไธŠใซๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€4ไบบใฎไธญ้–“ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ็ฉบไธญใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใง็•™ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใงๅŠๆ—ฅใฏๆŒใคใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆญฉใใจๅ…‰ใฎๅกŠใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซไฝตใ›ใฆ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใŒใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใฆๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใชใใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏ?! ใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎ่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„......ใ€ ไธ‰่€…ไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅๅฟœใซ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆๅฟœใˆใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒ็ขบไฟใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฏๅ•้กŒใ‚‚ใชใใ€‚ใพใŸๆ”ป็•ฅMAPใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŠ้™ฐใง1~6้šŽใฏๅ‰ฒใจใ‚ตใ‚ฏใ‚ตใ‚ฏใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใ€ๅญ็Šฌใปใฉใฎๅคงใใ•ใฎ็ ‚ใ‚ตใ‚ฝใƒชใ€ใƒใ‚คใ‚บใƒณใƒใƒƒใƒ‰ใจใ„ใฃใŸ็‰ฉ็†ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๅŠนใใ€ๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„ๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ‰ฃใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ—ใใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ™‚ใ‚„ใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใชใฉใซใ ใ‘ๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒธใ™ๅฝขใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎไพ‹ๅค–ใฏ5้šŽใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€ใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ ใ€‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใžใพใ—ใ„ใ€็ ‚่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒŸใ‚บใ‹ใ‚ดใ‚ซใ‚คใฎๅŒ–็‰ฉใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏ็”Ÿ็†็š„ใซ็„ก็†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅบŠใฎ็ ‚ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้ŽŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ’ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใ•ใ—ใฆไปฒใŒ่‰ฏใ„่จณใงใชใ„ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจไบŒไบบใงใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!!!ใ€ใ€ ใจๆŠฑใๅˆใฃใฆๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ€ใใฎใพใพๆƒใฃใฆ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€ๆˆฆๅŠ›ๅค–ใซใชใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎไบŒไบบใงๆ–ฌใฃใฆๅฉใๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠ้™ฐใง้’็ท‘ใฎไฝ“ๆถฒใพใฟใ‚ŒใซใชใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅงฟใซใ€ ใ€Œใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!!!ใ€ใ€ ใจใ€ๅ†ๅบฆๆƒใฃใฆๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใฎใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใจๅ็œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅนธใ„ใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ ใŒๅ‡บใŸใฎใฏใใ‚Œไธ€ๅ›žใใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒไธๅนธไธญใฎๅนธใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎไบŒไบบใซใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆฐดใงไฝ“ใ‚’ๆด—ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจไบŒไบบใง่ฌใ‚Šๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ€6~8้šŽใฏMAPใฎ็ฉบ็™ฝๅœฐๅธฏใ‚„็ดฐใ‹ใช้–“้•ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ€่‹ฅๅนฒ็งปๅ‹•้€ŸๅบฆใŒ้ˆใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใฏๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใƒŸใ‚คใƒฉใ‚„ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใชใฉใฎๆญป้œŠ็ณปใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ…‰ใฎ้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅธซๅŒ ใงใ™!ใ€ ใจๅ–้‡‡ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฝผๅฅณใง้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซใ‚‚ๅŠนๆžœ็š„ใช็ซใซๅค‰ใˆใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸ่ปขใจๆฑŽ็”จๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹9้šŽใซ็ถšใ้šŽๆฎตใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงไธ€ไผ‘ใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ†ใ€9้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็ฉบ็™ฝใ ใญใ€ ๆ”ป็•ฅMAPใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€Ž9้šŽใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฏใ€ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ€ใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ็ญ‰ใ€ใ€Ž10้šŽใฎใƒœใ‚นใฏใ‚นใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚นใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆฎดใ‚Šๆ›ธใใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฎๅ‰ฃใ ใจใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็›ธๆ€งใŒๆ‚ชใใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใจๅŒใ˜ใง็„ก่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใพใ‚็ด”็ฒ‹ใชๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใงๅฒฉใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซ็ •ใ‘ใ‚‹่…•ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅˆฅใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใฉใฃใกใ‚‚ๆฑบๅฎš็š„ใซไธ่ถณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ‚‚ไธญๅฟƒใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€Žๆ ธใ€ใ‚’ๅฃŠใ›ใฐใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆ–นๆณ•ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒไปŠๅพŒใฎๆ–น้‡ใซใคใ„ใฆๆๆกˆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใฆไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็„ก็†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚„ใŒใฆใใฎๅ”‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆถˆใˆๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅฃฐใŒๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“? ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้ญ”่ก“ใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆณฃใ็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใง่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ™ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝฟใˆใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€็„ก็†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅซ‰ๅฆฌใจใ‚‚่ณž่ณ›ใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„็›ฎใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใพใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚......ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใจใ—ใฆๅŠ็ซฏใ ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ€Œ......้ญ”่ก“ใฎๆง‹็ฏ‰ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€็žฌ้–“็š„ใซๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ€็ทๅˆ็š„ใช้ญ”ๅŠ›้‡ใ‚‚ๅธธไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅคšใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ๅฐๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”็ฃใชใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‚ใฆใฆใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้žๅŠ›ใช้ญ”่ก“ๅธซใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใ‚‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใŠๅ‰ใ€ๅ‡„ใ่ชฟๅญใ‚ˆใ้ญ”่ก“ไฝฟใฃใฆใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„่ชฟๅญใŒใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ€‚......ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใฎ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจๆš—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎไบŒไบบใฎไฝ“ใซ่–„ใ„ๅ…‰ใฎ่†œใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พจใพใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚......ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆ้ป™็„ถใจไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€‚
Lesson : The Dust Labyrinth "The Labyrinth of Dust" - a rocky mountain originally thought to be mere remains (traces that form the basis of the ruins), but an underground labyrinth that has just been discovered following a perimeter survey with the expansion of Willide. The size per layer is approximately kg x metres scooped. The tip of the scoop becomes the entrance, and as you proceed through the mazed-up passage, there is a straight corridor that falls on the hand-held portion, with a staircase that falls below it. Falling down the stairs, now there is the tip of the scoop in reverse direction, falling further and further down in the form of abbreviations below. The lowest level currently confirmed is the 0th floor, where there is a transfer magic formation for escape, especially if the destination is not registered, it is possible to automatically return to the entrance, and if there are other transfer destinations registered, that is the choice. The main habitat monsters seem to be sandworm, sand sasori, warcraft systems such as sandpipers in poison buds, necromancers such as mummies, skeletons, and magical biological systems such as sandgolems. "-Hey, that's right." "And for an amateur, hey, that's pretty good... Mr. Hiyuki" Joey was impressed with my description while walking, and Fiore subtly professionally (?) It was burning confrontation. No, if you look at these guild materials, it's easy to find out, but I was really going no-plan to you guys. "... by the way," I stood next to him... or looked up at the soaring lady. "Are you sure you want me to hang out on the road? "I don't have a structure. That's right, this is the main business. Besides, I was interested in the dungeons here." Chloe, an adventurer of the Beast clan (who, by the way, seems to be ranked A), replied with a giggle, waving her favorite red stick - the Ruyi stick - around. "- And speaking of which, what happened to the two of you? I think you mean the two of us in Heavenly Heaven and Life. Chloe jokes looking for the two of them who disappeared at some point, even though they don't look like they broke up. "Oh...... for once, waiting" "Heh, they seemed like two fucking serious people, so I thought I was gonna disagree with you about going to the princess's dungeon, but I didn't really get it." '... if I may give you my opinion, I still disagree' Heaven in the body of an obedient demon leaks dissatisfaction in his chest. By the way, the life capital will be waiting over the sky, so you're not lying. By the way, this time it's only about the support of the Joeys, and others with the Virgin Gear's "The Secret of the Rose (Blue Velvet)" are wearing serious gear all the time in case of unforeseen circumstances, such as the War Dress's "The Rose of War" Anne of Guyerstein "(really, since it's Virgin Mode, the submissive fit was better in the life capital, but they were strongly opposed to it all the time). Well, it's unclear to what extent the rumored 'Labyrinth of Dust' is, but if you have to, you can also summon Engraving (like) on a shadow move (no), and I think it's mostly fine. The four of us walked like that, talking to each other about recent developments and public stories - well, Fiore only spoke with Joey almost knowingly - and in about an hour we arrived at that 'dust labyrinth'. The look, however, feels like 'there was a dungeon if I got the rocks off', with a hole in the ground and a staircase going on. And there's a digging shed at the entrance, and they're gonna do the reception here, the admission fee, and the admission process. And then there was an unrelated outdoor shop, but there was nothing particularly dizzying, so I went through. So, I paid the admission fee at the reception - I found out here that the Joeys don't have the currency of the Cress Free Allies, so I switched them all out for a fair time (wondering what I really was going to do with this...) - plus the name on the reception form and the date I entered the dungeon, and the date and time I plan to leave it, in a pen. If you look at the previous page without any concern, those out of the dungeon have their names erased on a double line or something, but some of them still have their names after the scheduled date and time. I guess about 1 in 20 people. I guess seeing more or less of this is where you get lost in judgment. Also, I bought it because the Dungeon's offensive MAP was for sale at the reception. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Now, while we went into the dungeon and didn't go as far as 10 steps, the Joeys faced a challenge. "... Kuh, it's dark, Master" "Well, the ancient ruins of Ara were bright on every floor," Me and Chloe accidentally face each other in the dim dark after stopping and watching the two of us get stuck. I certainly don't have the meaning of darkness in my blood-sucking princess (or more comfortable than outside the illumination of direct sunlight), and I guess even for Chloe of the Beast Nation, it's the same at midday, such as this degree of darkness that still reaches the entrance light. "Well, it's a racial difference, so I can't help it." We nod at each other with a face that - No, I think if it's true, I'll assume it's ready. And maybe Ara's ancient ruins were too kindly designed. I should have built it to withstand some more adversity. "Stay put, there's a lamp on my luggage..." Chloe was crushing her luggage silently and silently with a stick of pleasure as the sand viper (Sand Piper) snuck closer to Joey, who would gossip her luggage by hand, and Fiore's feet trying to help her with it. "If it's a light, I can handle it. - Light (light)" A round mass of light was born at the tip of the three-moon-shaped "The Secret of the Rose (Blue Velvet)," illuminating the surroundings like midday. Throw that lump of light over your head with a poi and you stay floating in the air around the middle of the four. "I think we'll have half a day." When I walk, the lump of light moves with it. "Well, it's convenient." "I'm so glad you had Hyuki" "Hey, what is this magic?! I've never even heard of it..." I responded with a gentle shrug of shoulders to the reaction of the triplets. With my vision secured, I haven't had a problem since. Also because of the offensive MAP, the 1st to 6th floors were able to proceed crisply for the price. Also, these floors were relatively easy to deal with because the monsters that came out were also physically attacking, relatively easy opponents such as the earlier Sand Viper Sand Piper, Sand Razor the size of a puppy, and Poisonbad, so basically in the form of leaving it to Joey's sword and Fiore magic, we only lent a hand when we couldn't handle it or when we were caught off guard. The only exception, however, came out on the fifth floor, Sandworm. It also reminds me of sandy blemishes or cockroaches. This was all physiologically impossible. The minute I walked into the small room, I brought my sickle from the sand on the floor, but all this time, it wasn't just me and Fiore getting along. "" KHAAAAAAAAA!!!! " And he hugged and screamed, staying aligned and stiff. So, instead of me and the rest of you out of the war, Joey and Chloe slashed and smashed, but thanks to you, we got two blue-green fluids all over us. "" Gahhhhhhhh!!!! " And I'm reflecting that it was just bad that I screamed in alignment again. Fortunately, it was the only time Sandworm came out, though I'm unfortunate. In the meantime, I asked Joey and Chloe to wash their bodies with the water that Fiore magically put out, and then Fiore and I apologized and knocked them down. Afterwards, the 6th-8th floors also came out with a blank area of MAP and some minor mistakes, and although the speed of travel was slightly dull, Joey's demon sword of light was quite useful because the monsters that came out became necromancers such as mummies and skeletons. "That's my master! And Fiore, who speaks out for a drink, but I think it's a lot because she has the drive and versatility to turn her magic into an effective fire on the undead as well. I decided to take a break where the stairs that somehow led to the ninth floor appeared like that. "Well, it's completely blank from the 9th floor." Spreading the offensive MAP, I sighed. All it says is, "The only monsters on the 9th floor are the beatings: golems, sand golems, etc." and "The boss on the 10th floor is Sphinx". "... a golem? That sounds a little incompatible with my sword." On the contrary, I think it's just as lame as the jade (choki) against the stone (goo) of junken. Well, unless you can cut a rock with pure sword moves or have an arm that can be crushed by force, but in Joey's case, they're both decidedly lacking, so hey. "Well, the golem is centered too. Because if you break the 'nucleus', you can handle it. The way to do this is to take the magic of your daughter (Fiore) as the main theme, and the boy (Joey) stirs up, gradually scrapes away, breaks her leg, and when she finds the nucleus, it will be the usual way to slash her." Chloe suggested future policies. Joey nodded so much that it would be, but Fiore heard it and bit her lips and looked down. "... I can't" Eventually a voice leaked out of its lips that seemed to disappear. "Hmm? Can't you use attack magic? Fiore looking back at Chloe's face like that with a crying smile. "It can be used. But I can't..." Then he turned to me with eyes that were neither jealous nor admirable. "Mr. Hiyuki is aware, isn't he?... that I'm half as a wizard." ......... "... I can build magic, but I can instantly get it out, and the overall amount of magic is a little more than an ordinary person. I can handle a small Warcraft, but I'm such a powerless sorcerer who can't do damage by attacking the Golem." "- No, but you were doing great magic today, weren't you? "Yes, master. I was in incredible shape today.... but this is thanks to Hiyuki's auxiliary witchcraft (buff), right? If this were a darker place, I would have seen a thin film of light surrounding Joey and Fiore's bodies. "I envy you.... very" So whine and look down silently.
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ใ€:็จ€ไบบsideใ€‘ ๅ‰ฃใจๅ‰ฃใจใŒ็ซ่Šฑใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅˆ้–“ๅˆ้–“ใซใ€ๆ‰‹่ถณใŒ็ฟปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‰‡ใ‚„่Šฑ็ซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฎฎ็ƒˆใงๅฏๆ†ใซๆฟ€ใ—ใใ€็‰‡ใ‚„ๆตๆฐดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‡ช็”ฑใซๆท€ใฟใชใใ€‚ ๅ‰›ใŒๆŸ”ใ‚’ๆ–ญใŸใ‚“ใจใ—ใ€ๆŸ”ใŒๅ‰›ใ‚’ๅˆถใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ๅˆ็›ฎใ‹ใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€็››ๅคงใชไธๅ”ๅ’Œ้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅŒๆ–นใฎๆŒใคๅ‰ฃใŒไธญใปใฉใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠใฃใจใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใงๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใจใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใจ ใ€Œ......ๅŠ›่ฒ ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†่‰ฏใ„ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎๅ‰ฃใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใฎๆ–ญ้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจๅ˜†ๆฏใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎๅ‰ฃใฏๅœฐไธŠใงใฏ่ณผๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใฉใงใใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆๆ–™ใ€้›ๅ†ถๅธซใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ€ๅผทๅŒ–ใซไฝฟใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎใฉใ‚Œใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆœ€ไธŠ็ดšใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ไปฎใซใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅœฐไธŠใซใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ ใซใŠใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅธŒๅฐ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ›ฟใˆใŒๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎๆญฆๅ™จใงใฏใชใใ€ใ€Žใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๆ„Ÿๆ…จใ—ใ‹็ท‹้›ชใซไธŽใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ทด็ฟ’ๅ ดโ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ๆญป้œŠ้จŽๅฃซ โ€•โ€•่บซ้•ท2mใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ๅทจไฝ“ใซใ€ๅฐๅฑฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„่ถ…้‡้‡็ดš็”ฒๅ†‘ใ‚’็€ใฆใ€้’็™ฝใๅ…‰ใ‚‹้ฌผ็ซใŒ็‡ˆใฃใŸ็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใŸ้ชธ้ชจโ€•โ€•ใฎๅฎน่ฒŒใซ่‹ฅๅนฒใƒ“ใƒ“ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใซๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆธกใ™็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใŸใกใŒๅœฐ้ขใซ่ฝใกใŸๅ‰ฃใฎๅง‹ๆœซใจใ€ไนฑใ‚ŒใŸ็ทด็ฟ’ๅ ดใฎๆ•ดๅœฐใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใธๆฅใŸใชใใจๆ€ใ‚ใšใซใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใงใ€้ฃฏใฏ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใ—ใ€้“่กŒใใƒใ‚คใƒปใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚„ๅคฉไฝฟๆ—ใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฏใพใ•ใซๅคฉไธŠใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒ(ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ้ ‚็‚นใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใŒ)ใ€ไฝๆฐ‘ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใฎ่‰ฏใ„้€ฃไธญใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚ŒใซๅœฐไธŠใงใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅจฏๆฅฝใ‚‚ๆžšๆŒ™ใซๆš‡ใŒใชใใ€้€€ๅฑˆใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็ธ้ ใ„็’ฐๅขƒใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ้ญ”็•Œใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ไฝใ‚“ใงใฟใ‚Œใฐๆฅตๆฅฝใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ๅ›ฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆใฏไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ›ใˆใŒใŸใ„่‡ณ้ซ˜ใฎ็พŽๅงซใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ†ใ‚“? ใชใซใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใฎ็†ฑใ„่ฆ–็ทšใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒ่ปฝใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ ใซๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ˆใๅงซๆง˜ใฏๅนณๆฐ—ใงใ™ใญใ€ ่ถ…้‡้‡ใฎ็”ฒๅ†‘ใ‚’็€่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๅ‹•ใใงใ€็ทด็ฟ’ๅ ดใฎๅค–ใซไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฃใ€ ใจๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆ”พใค็ท‹้›ชใ€‚็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏใ€Žใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆ€–ใ„ใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใฏ่ถณใŒใ™ใใ‚“ใงๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€็จ€ไบบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใฎใ†ใกๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ๅˆฅใซๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ€Žใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ„ใพใ ใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ๅ…ˆใซ้ †ๅฟœใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹?!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆใ„ใŒ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ่ฉžใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงๅธ‚่ฒฉใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใงใฏใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆœ€้ซ˜็ดšใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ›ใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅ‰ใซๆธกใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฌใƒปใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ็š„ใซใฏใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใจใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€้Žงใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใใ‚ใใ‚ๅค‰ใˆๆ™‚ใ‹ใชใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๅน…ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚60mใปใฉใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๅ…จไฝ“ใซ้‡‘้Š€ๅฝซๅˆป็ญ‰ใง็ฒพ็ทปใ‹ใค่ฏ็พŽใช่ฃ…้ฃพใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅปŠไธ‹โ€•โ€•ไธ€ๅฟœใฏ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใง็”Ÿใพใ‚Œ่‚ฒใฃใŸ็จ€ไบบใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅŸŽใฎ่ฆๆจกใƒปๅฃฎ้บ—ใ•ใซๆฏ”่ผƒใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎ็Šฌๅฐๅฑ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅŠฃใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ๆฏ”ๅ–ฉใงใฏใชใๅปŠไธ‹ใฎๅ…ˆใŒๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใใ“ใ‚’ใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ๅฝนใฎ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„่ฆๆจกใฎๅŸŽใงใ™ใญใˆใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ่ฟทใ‚ใชใ„ใง้€ฒใ‚ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฃใ€ ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏใ€Žๆกˆๅ†…ใŒใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ่ฟทๅญใซใชใ‚‹ใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅคœไธญใซใƒˆใ‚คใƒฌใซ่กŒใใŸใใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ไบบใ ใจๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒใ„ใพใ„ใกใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใซใใ„ไธŠใซใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่ฟทๅญใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใŠไพ›ใŒ50ๅใปใฉใฎๅคงๅ่กŒๅˆ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ ใงใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใ‚Š้šŽๆฎตใ‚’็™ปใฃใŸใ‚Š้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅทจๅคงใช้–€ใ‚’ไฝ•ๆžšใ‚‚้–‹ใ‘ใฆใใใฃใŸใ‚Šใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ“ใจ2ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚ใพใ‚Š(ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฏ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใชใ„้˜ปๅฎณๆŽช็ฝฎใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚่ถณใงๆญฉใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„)ใ€‚ ๅปŠไธ‹ใฎ็ชใๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ€ไธญๅคฎใซ่–”่–‡ใจ้›ชใฎ็ตๆ™ถใŒๆŽ˜ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใฒใจใใ‚ๅทจๅคงใ‹ใค้‡ๅŽšใชๆ‰‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‰ใฎไธก่„‡ใซใฏๅทจๅคงใชๅฐๅบงใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…จ้•ท50mใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹้’ๆฐดๆ™ถใฎใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใจใ€็”ฒ็พ…ใฎ้•ทใ•ใŒ30mใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹้ป’ๆฐดๆ™ถใฎไบ€ใŒ้Žฎๅบงใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใง็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ใ“ใฎๅฝซๅƒใ€ ใ€Œ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ? ็Ž„ๆญฆใ‚‚้’้พใ‚‚็„กๆ–ญใฎไพตๅ…ฅ่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใญใ€ ็จ€ไบบใฎๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅฃฐใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€่ปฝใ่ฟ”ใ™็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚Šใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆ‰‰ใธใจๆญฉใฟๅฏ„ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ๆ‰‰ใฎ5mใปใฉๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๆ‰‰ใŒ้Ÿณใ‚‚็„กใๅ†…ๅดใธใจๅทฆๅณใซ้–‹ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใ€ใฒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใจใพใฐใ‚†ใ„่ผใใŒๅปŠไธ‹ใธใพใงใ‚ใตใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‰ใฎๅ†…ๅดใฏใ€ๅทฆๅณๅคฉไบ•ใจใ‚‚้€”ๆ–นใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅบƒใ•ใงใ€็ฃจใใฌใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅบŠใ‚‚ใ€ๆž—็ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๅทจๆœจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆŸฑใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ในใฆไธ€ๆปดใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่–„ใ„็ด…่‰ฒใฎๅคง็†็Ÿณใงใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็จ€ไบบใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใฎๅฃ้š›ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฅใ‹ๅ…ˆใพใง็ถšใ่ผใใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‡‘่ฒจใซ็™ฝ้‡‘่ฒจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒณ่ฒจใ€้ป„้‡‘ใ‚„ๅธŒๅฐ‘้‡‘ๅฑžใฎๅปถในๆฃ’ใฎๅฑฑใ€็ฎฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚„้ญ”็Ÿณใ€่ฃ…้ฃพๅ“ใ‚„ๅฝซๅƒใ€็พŽ่ก“ๅ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใ€้Žงใ€็›พใ€่ฒด้‡ใช้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๆๆ–™ใพใงใ€ใ†ใš้ซ˜ใโ€•โ€•ไธŠใ‚‚ๅฅฅ่กŒใใ‚‚ใ€ๆžœใฆใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใปใฉ็ฉใฟ้‡ใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใช......ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ“ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ๅ‘†็„ถใจใƒปใƒปใƒปใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅคข่ฆ‹ๅฟƒๅœฐใงใ€็จ€ไบบใฏใฉใ“ใ‹้ ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใฃใฆใ€ๅฎ็‰ฉๅบซใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใชใซใ‚’ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใฎ็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹...?ใ€ ใฎไธญ่บซใซๅŠ ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒกใƒณใฎๅ…ฑๆœ‰่ฒก็”ฃใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰็ŒฎไธŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€ใŸใถใ‚“ใ“ใ“ใ‚’็ฎก็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็•ชไบบใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช...?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคง้™ธใ”ใจ่ฒทใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบคๆ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎไพกๅ€คใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฏใƒผใƒ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใšใ‚“ใใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒๆ•ฐ็™พไบบ(ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็‰ฉๅฝฑใซใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฐ—้…ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅ…จไฝ“ใฎๆ•ฐใฏๆ•ฐๅƒไบบใ‹)็พใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็ท‹้›ชใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฒใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„้–“ใซ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฎ็‰ฉใฎ็•ชใจใ‹ๆ•ด็†ใจใ‹ๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพฟๅˆฉใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ้‡‘่ฒจใจใ‹็›—ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใญใ€‚ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฝผใ‚‰ๆ€’ใฃใฆๅ…จๅ“กๅทจๅคงๅŒ–ใ—ใฆๅตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใชใŒใ‚‰ๅœฐใฎๆžœใฆใพใง่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅ†…ๅฟƒใ€2~3ๅ€‹ใใ™ใญใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็จ€ไบบใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใฆใฆใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ใ“ใใ“ใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ€้ŽงใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใ‚คใ€ใ‚ณใƒใƒฉใƒ˜ใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใ‚พๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒชใ‚ฌใƒณใฎ้ ญ้ ˜ใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใงใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฎ็‰ฉๅบซใฎไธญใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจ30ๅˆ†ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ’ใ‚“ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใ•ใซใ‚‚ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒ้บป็—บใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•้ ƒใ€่ฃ…้ฃพๅ“ใงใฏใชใ„ๅฎŸๆˆฆๅ‘ใใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ€้Žงใฎ้กžใ„ใŒใšใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไธฆใถไธ€่ง’ใธใจๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็”Ÿๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€็จ€ไบบใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใพใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฌใƒปใ‚ขใƒผใƒžใƒผใจใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฌใƒปใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒผใ‚ฏใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใฎๆญฆๅ™จใจ้Žงใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹็น•ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ“ใ“ใง่…•็ต„ใฟใ—ใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ›ฐใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ™ใŽใฆใฉใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใพใŸใ€ใ„ใพใฎๅ›ใซใฉใ‚ŒใŒๅˆใ†ใฎใ‹ใ‚คใƒžใ‚คใƒไธๆ˜Žใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจๆญฆๅ™จใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ขใฎๅฅฅใ€50ใฎ็ฅญๅฃ‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ€ไธ€่จ€ๅ”ฑใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠๅ‘ผใณใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅงซๆง˜?ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€็ฅญๅฃ‡ใฎไธญๅคฎใซ้’็ดซใฎๅทจๅคงใช็ซๆŸฑใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่ง’ใจ็ฟผใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸๅทจๅคงใชไบบๅž‹ใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝผใฏใ‚คใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใƒˆใฎ่”ต็Ž‹ใ€ใ“ใฎๅฎ็‰ฉๅบซใฎ็•ชไบบใฎ้•ทใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚โ€•โ€•่”ต็Ž‹ใฃใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใซๅˆใ†ๆญฆๅ™จใจ้Žงใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใฎๆ€ใ—ๅฌใ—ใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใฐใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใฏ็จ€ไบบใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธๆฅใ‚‹ใŒใ‚ˆใ„ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพใ€็จ€ไบบใฏ้šŽๆฎต็ŠถใซใชใฃใŸ็ฅญๅฃ‡ใ‚’็™ปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใญใƒผใฃใ€ ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๅซใ‚“ใ ็ท‹้›ชใฎ้ป„่‰ฒใ„ๅฃฐๆดใซใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใซๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ‹ใˆใŸ็จ€ไบบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€่”ต็Ž‹ใฎๆ€’ๅทใŒ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟ่€…! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚“ใ‹!!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚โ€•โ€•?ใ€ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ่ชฌๆ˜ŽใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่”ต็Ž‹ใฏใญใ‡ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆ‰‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ—ใฆ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅˆใฃใŸๆญฆๅ™จใจใ‹้ธใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจๆญปใฌใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚......?! ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅงซๆง˜้–‹ๅง‹ใฎๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ„ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒชใ‚ฌใƒณใฎ้•ทใŒๆญใ—ใๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ็ด”้‡‘่ฃฝใฎใ‚ดใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ซใƒผใƒณ!!ใ€ใจ้ซ˜ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้ณดใ‚‰ใ™็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ใ€Œๅง‹ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃ! ใ„ใใžๅฐ็ซฅใฃ!!ใ€ ่”ต็Ž‹ใŒๅ…จ่บซใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆผฒใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ๅ’†ๅ“ฎใจใจใ‚‚ใซๆ‰“ใกใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Žใƒใƒฏใƒซใ‚ฟ-ใƒˆใƒปใƒ–ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ€ใจใ€Žๆฐด็ซœ็Ž‹ใฎ้Žงใ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใใ“ใฏไบซๆฅฝใซใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ€้€€ๅฑˆใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็„ก็ธใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŸใพใซๅ‘ฝใฎๅฑ้™บใซๅˆใ†ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚
Tabernacle Men'S Night [First Night: Rare People Side] Swords and swords scatter sparks, and in between, hands and feet flip. Vibrant and pitifully intense as one or fireworks, without free precipitation as one or running water. Just say no to the soft, and the soft try to control the hard. The sword between the two sides broke from the inside, along with the great dissonance. "- Oh, yeah." "-Oops." Scarlet snow and rare people (barely) move in a sword-wielding position with each other. "... you lost your strength, you were such a good level sword." Scarlet Snow sighs, sighing at the broken sword cross section. In fact, swords of this level would not be available for purchase on the ground, etc. Which of the materials used, the level of the blacksmith, and the magic used to fortify it are very finest, because if this were on the ground, it would have been supposed to sleep deep in the treasure trove as an ancient weapon, the Enchanted Weapon. Nevertheless, here in Everlasting Darkness, in the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson, not a level of weaponry that was rare but ineffective to replace, it seemed to give only a degree of emotion to Scarlet Snow, a practice area that was watching how things were going - but the size of the arena (Colosseum) and the exquisite decorations painted on one side of the columns and walls exuded so magnificence that it was seen as a treasure palace or temple - gave the sword broken to the Death Knight's attendant. Similarly, another Necromancer knight to himself (Death Knight) - a rare man who gives a broken sword to his offered hand, slightly freaked out by the appearance of another Necromancer (Death Knight) - a skeleton with an eye lit with a blue-white glowing fire, wearing thick super heavyweight armor like a mountain, to a giant over m tall. When he realizes, when did he show up, he does the beginning and end of the sword that Reapers (Grimm Reapers) fell to the ground and the tidying up of the messy practice fields. I was going to get used to it, but when I saw these sights, I couldn't help but think I'd come to a hell of a place. It is also certain that it is cozy to say, the rice is delicious, the high elves and angelic women who go on the road are precisely the beauty of heaven (though there are more culminations than that in front of them), the demons of the inhabitants are full of pleasant people, plus there is no leisure time to enumerate the unthinkable entertainment on earth, in an environment far from the word boredom. In short, it looks like a demon world, but if I lived there, it was a country that I didn't know was extremely easy. And more importantly, there exists a supreme princess who is difficult for him to change above all else. "- Yeah? What is it? You noticed his hot gaze like that, Scarlet Snow twisted his neck lightly. "No, thank you. I'm still not used to them, and often the princess is fine." It's a smooth move I don't think you're wearing a super-weight armor, toward Necromancer Knight (Death Knight), who falls outside the practice area, or a rare person who laughs bitterly when he sees Reaper (Grimm Reaper), who seems to have finished tidying the ground. "hahahahahahahaha" and scarlet snow with a raunchy laugh. The point of laughter is, 'Of course you're scared. I can't move from now on because my legs are dull and I can't move!' But the rare man scratched around his cheek shyly, understanding his cowardice (today) as being laughed off. "Well, I know you'll get used to it one of these days..." "Hey, don't worry about it" By the way, this was a dialogue with the meaning 'I'm not used to it yet, but you won't adapt first?!'. "... well, that's close to the finest in swords commercially available in the Crimson Empire, but it seems to be running out of power for you. The Auga Stroke I gave you before isn't much different from this sword on a level, and I guess it's time to change it, including armor." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The width alone is about m, and yet the corridor is perfectly decorated with gold and silver sculptures, etc. throughout - once a rare person born and raised in the royal palace, but compared to the size and magnificence of this castle, it can be said that it is inferior to a dog cabin such a thing - not a metaphor, but a place where the end of the corridor is hidden on the horizon and invisible, walking a little further, protected by the guide Necromancer Knight (Death Knight) and the Divine Soldier and others, today opened his mouth towards Scarlet Snow with a rare white based dress. "Still, it's a castle of tremendous size. Don't get lost." "- Ha ha ha ha" Of course, the meaning of laughter is, "Without guidance, you'd be lost." By the way, even if you want to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, on top of the fact that it's hard to know where you are alone, if you do poorly, you'll get lost or the offering will queue up to about big names, so a simple house with toilet in a secret storage space (inventory) (prize for billing chatter), but it was the secret of one Scarlet Snow that was always stored. So, it's not much to go down the hallway, climb and descend the stairs, and keep many huge gates open for two hours (the castle has to walk on its feet because of inhibitions that can't use metastatic magic). A huge and heavy door stood in the middle of the hallway with rose and snow crystals dug into it. On both sides of the door is a huge pedestal, with blue crystal dragons of about 0 m in length and black crystal turtles of about 30 m in length of methyl. "It's like you're alive, this statue" "He's alive, isn't he? Be careful, Xuanbu and Aoyagi will attack if they have an unauthorized intruder." Scarlet Snow gently returns against the exclamation of a rare man. Scarlet snow just walks up to the door, placing a rare person who unwittingly retreats reflectively. Approaching about 5m in front of the door, a huge door began to open left and right towards the inside without sound. In the meantime, the soothing air and brilliant brilliance flooded the hallway. The interior of the door is uninterrupted in size, both left and right ceilings, with polished floors and wooded giant tree-like columns all made of light red marble like a drop of blood. But more than that, it was the cause of the brilliance that lasted far beyond the wall in front of it. White gold coins on gold coins, Orihalcon coins, mountains of golden and rare metal extension bars, gems and demonic stones flooded from boxes, ornaments and statues, swords that are works of art, armor, shields and precious demonic materials, were high - both on top and deep, so stacked that no end could be seen. "- What... what... this? Quite frankly... almost dreamy, the rare heard his own voice somewhere far away. "What? It's a treasure trove." Scarlet snow in the tone of what is normal. "... how much do you have...? "Come on? In addition to the contents of the storage space (inventory) I originally had, there was Gilmen's shared property, and then there was a portion given by the public. Hey, maybe the keeper who manages this place doesn't even know...? "... With all this, you can also buy every continent? "Maybe, but I don't even think it's worth replacing." While I was saying that, I fell apart from nowhere and hundreds of sloppy fairies like Dwarves (no, the whole number is thousands because there are more signs of the shadows) appeared, all at once lying down against Scarlet Snow. "Are they...? "It's the Treasure Guardian Fairy (Sprigan). I was born before I knew anything about it, but it's convenient because it makes me happy with my treasure turn and organizing things. - Oh, don't steal gold or anything around there on your own. 'Cause then they're angry and they're all huge and they're chasing us all the way to the end of the earth calling for a storm." Inside, the rare man, who wondered if even 2-3 tickled, pulled in the arm that had come forward sometime in advance and snorted. "I'm sorry, but can you show me to the floor where the magic weapon, the armor, is located? "Hi, Princess Cochirahedozo" Not too long to go further inside the treasure trove with a guide to Sprigan's Leadership Fairy. Not only was I accustomed to the brilliance around me - the feeling paralyzed - around the time I arrived at a corner where the armoury kind of weapon, a highly magical weapon, was sloppily lined up for real life, which was not an ornament. before the rare man who swallows the saliva, Scarlet Snow pointed to them, "I'm going to look out for weapons and armor to replace Auga Armor and Auga Stroke right now." I put my arms together here and looked a little troubled. "I'm not sure which one would be better with too many, and which one would suit you right now." Then he stared at the place behind the weapons floor, which had become like an altar on the 50m quadrant, and uttered a word. "... are you calling, Princess? Answering that voice, a giant pyramid of blue-purple rose in the center of the altar, which took on a giant human form that produced horns and wings. "He's the king of Ifried, the keeper of this treasure trove. - Zao Wang, I want you to pick the right weapon and armor for the rare people here? "- Hmm... ok. If it is with the princess's thoughts. - Then come here with the rare." As he was invited, the rare man climbed an altar in staircase form. "Good luck." To the yellow cheer of scarlet snow containing laughter, the roar of the Zao descends toward the rare man who looked back with a fiercely unpleasant hunch. "Where are you looking, fool! Put up your weapon now!!" "Huh -?" Scarlet Snow's explanation flew on the back of a flashing rare man. "Zao doesn't hey, I just paired myself up and convinced him, he picks the right weapon or something, so if you're alarmed, you're dead." "Hey...?! Hey, wait a minute -" "Now, Princess, please give me a signal to start." "Ho" Soon, Scarlet Snow roars softly with 'Khan!!', a pure gold gong that Sprigan's chief has brought with him respectfully. "Begin!" "Whoa, whoa! Let's go, kid!! The Zao King raised his full body strength and struck him with a growl. "Well, here - eh!!" Later, the rare man who managed to survive this way succeeded in obtaining the legendary weapons Legendary Weapon, Hawalta-to-Blade and Water Dragon King's Armor as rewards. Crimson Imperial Crimson, the crimson empire, is a place full of enjoyment and unbridled from the word boredom. Occasionally it fits in with the danger of life...
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ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆœชๅฉšใง่ตคใ‚“ๅŠใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†็”Ÿ็ฒ‹ใฎ(ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒ)็ฎฑๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅจ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹้™›ไธ‹ใซๅญไพ›ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใšใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ไนณๆฏใซ้ ใ‘ใฃๆ”พใ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹็งไปฅๅค–ใ ใจๅ…จ็„ถๆ‡ใ‹ใชใใฆใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒƒใƒ‘ใ‚คใ‚’้ฃฒใพใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ็งใฎใ‚’ๅซใพใ›ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใชใ„ใจ้ฃฒใพใชใ„ใฎใงโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ๆฏไนณใจใ‹ๅ‡บใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•โ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€็งใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๅญไพ›ใฟใŸใ„ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใญใ‡ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่ƒธใ‚‚ๅผตใฃใฆใใŸใ—ใ€‚ๆทปใ„ๅฏใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใจใ€่•ฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅญ็…ฉๆ‚ฉใถใ‚Šใงใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไธ€ๆ—ฅ้Žใ”ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ›ใ„ใง้™›ไธ‹ใ‚’ๆ‹ๆ…•ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฎฟๆ–นใฎๅซ‰ๅฆฌใจ็พจๆœ›ใŒๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€่ตคใ‚“ๅŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅ‹่ฒ ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅคœใชๅคœใชๆž•ใ‚’ๆฟกใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใจใ‹......้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅคงๅ…ฌๅญใฏใ„ใพใ ใซ็‹ฌ่บซใงใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใซ็ตๅฉšใ‚’็”ณใ—่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ไธ€้€”ใชใฎใฏ็ตๆง‹ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎ็›ฎใซใฏ็ดซ่‹‘ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ—ใ‹ๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›่ชใ‚ใฆใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆญฃๅฆปใ‚’ๅจถใฃใฆๅฎถ็ฃใ‚’็ถ™ใ„ใ ๆ–นใŒๅปบ่จญ็š„ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ใพใพใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๆญฃๅผใซใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎ็š‡ๅธใจใ—ใฆๆˆดๅ† ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅ…ˆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆญฃๅผใซๅคง้™ธใ‚’็ตฑไธ€ใ—ใŸใ€Ž ใกใชใฟใซๅŒ—้ƒจใ‚’ไฟ่ญท้ ˜ใจใ—ใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๆˆ‘ใŒๆฑ้ƒจใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใจ่ฅฟ้ƒจใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข้€ฃๅˆ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใŒๅง”่จ—็ตฑๆฒปใ‚’่กŒใ†ๅฝขใจใ—ใ€ๅ—้ƒจใฏใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑ้€ฃๅˆใซ็ตฑๆฒปใ•ใ›ใŸๅฝขใงๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใ€่ถ…ๅธๅ›ฝใฏใ€Žๅ›่‡จใ™ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚็ตฑๆฒปใ•ใšใ€ใ‚’ๅŸบๆœฌๆ–น้‡ใจใ—ใฆใ€ไธๅนฒๆธ‰ใ‚’ๆจ™ๆฆœใ—(ใพใ‚ใ€้ขๅ€’ไบ‹ใ‚’ไธธๆŠ•ใ’ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒ)ไฝ™็จ‹ใฎใ“ใจใŒใชใ„้™ใ‚Š็คพไผšใซไป‹ๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“......ใพใ‚ใ€ใŸใพใซ ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใช่ฟ‘ๆณใจใ—ใพใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏ5ๅนดๅ‰ใซ็ตๅฉšใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๆ—ขใซ2ๅ…ใฎๆฏ่ฆชใจใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅ…ƒใƒดใ‚ฃใƒณใƒ€ใ‚ฆใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๆ—ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒžใƒผๅฟใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่žใใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅคงๅ…ฌๅญใจใฏๅฃซๅฎ˜ๅญฆๆ กใงๅŒๆœŸใฎ่ฆชใ—ใ„ๅ‹ไบบใ ใฃใŸใจใ‹ใงใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๆ„ๅค–ใช็ตใณใคใใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ๅคซๅฆปใซใฏๆ—ขใซ7ไบบใฎใŠๅญๆง˜ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใฎๅญ็…ฉๆ‚ฉใถใ‚Šใ‚’็™บๆฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จ็Ž‹ๅฆƒใฏไธ€ๆ™‚็ดซ่‹‘ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไนณๆฏใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใใ†ใงใ€้•ทๅฅณใฎใ‚ธใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใจ็ดซ่‹‘ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใฏไนณๅ…„ๅฆนใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใง่ฆชไบคใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใใ†ใใ†ไนณๅ…„ๅฆนใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎๆญฃๅผ็›Ÿไธปใซ็€ไปปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณไปฃ่กจใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠๆง˜ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅคงๆ–นใฎไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠๆง˜ใฎๆ€’ๆถ›ใฎๆ”ปๅ‹ขใŒๅŠŸใ‚’ๅฅใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅๅนดใ‚‚ๅ‰ใซๆญฃๅผใชใ”ๅคซๅฉฆใจใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ„ใพใ ใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณไปฃ่กจใฏใกใ‚‡ใใกใ‚‡ใๅคฑ่ธชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ€ๅ…ˆไปฃ็ฃ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใจๆญฆ่€…ไฟฎ่กŒใจ็งฐใ—ใฆ้›ฒ้š ใ‚Œใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ€ใใฎ้š›ใซๆ•ทใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Žใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠๆœๆŸป็ถฒใ€ใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎ้ขจ็‰ฉ่ฉฉใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใใ‚“ใช็„ก่ŒถใŒๅฎŸใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ˜”ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹่ณœใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆญฆๅ…ทใฎ็™บๅ‹•ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใ€‚ใงใ€ใใฎ้š›ใซๆญฃๅผใซใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ ฑใ‚’่€ณใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒใ€ใ€Œใฉใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ๅผทใใชใฃใŸใ‹่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใจๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆๅณไฝๅผใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ•ใ‚Œใ€็ตๆžœใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณไปฃ่กจใฎ่ถณ่…ฐใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงๅผใŒๅปถๆœŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ•้กŒใชใฎใฏ็ดซ่‹‘ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“โ€•โ€•ใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆˆไบบใ—ใŸ15ๆญณใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰็ดซ่‹‘็š‡ๅคชๅญใจๅ‘ผใถในใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†โ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฏใ€ๆœฌไบบใซใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅฝใฃใฆใ€ๆƒใฃใฆใ€Ž้—‡ใฎๆฃฎใ€ใฎไธญใงๅŠใฐ้š ้็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ„ใพใ ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„›ใ ใ‚ˆๆ„›ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ไฝ™ๅˆ†ใชไป˜ๅฑžๅ“ใฎใชใ„ใ€ๆ„›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’้€ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใจใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฏใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅ˜ใซๆ‚ชใตใ–ใ‘ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸ็ตๆžœใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ๅ…Žใซใ‚‚่ง’ใซใ‚‚ใŠไบŒไบบใŒๅนณๅ’Œใซๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใจใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆ›ธใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็งๅฎคใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏ้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใƒšใƒณใ‚’ๆŒใคๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผ‘ใ‚ใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผ่‡ดใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ไพๅพ“ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒๆญใ—ใไธ€็คผใ—ใฆๅ…ฅๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉ่ถ…ๅธๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝฟ่€…ใŒๆฅ่จชใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ้ก”ใซ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฎšๆœŸๅพกๅ‰ไผš่ญฐใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใฎไป–ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝฟ่€…ใ‚’้ฃใ‚ใ™ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไบˆๅฎšๅค–ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉใฎ็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ‹? ใชใซใ‹ไฝฟ่€…ใฎๆ–นใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ ไพๅพ“ใฎ้ก”ใซๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ใใฎ......ใ€Ž็ดซ่‹‘ๆง˜ใŒๅฎถๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใจใ‚‚้€ฃ็ตกใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€่‡ณๆ€ฅๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใฎๆฐ—ใŒๅผ•ใใ€็ถšใ„ใฆไธ€ๅบฆไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸ่ก€ใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆฒธ้จฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชโ€•โ€•ใฃ!? ใ„ใ€ไธ€ๅคงไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!! ใ™ใใซๅ…จ่ป......ใ„ใˆใ€้–ขไฟ‚้–ฃๅƒšใ‚‚ๆ‹›้›†ใ—ใฆๅฏพๅฟœ็ญ–ใ‚’ๆคœ่จŽใ—ใพใ™! ๅฏๅŠ็š„้€Ÿใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใชใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไพๅพ“ใฏ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏไพๅฅณใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆๆœฌๅ›ฝใฎไฝฟ่€…ใซไผšใ†่บซๆ”ฏๅบฆใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒฉใ‚คใƒฉใจๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ใชใซใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚!ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใ€Œใใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚“!!ใ€ใ€ ๅคงๅž‹้จŽ็ซœใฎ้žใฎไธŠใงใ€ๅคงๅฐไบŒใคใฎๅฝฑใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒŸใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ†ใ€‚ๆ˜ฅๅ…ˆใจใฏใ„ใˆใพใ ่‚Œๅฏ’ใ„ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆš–ใ‹ใ„ๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจ้ง„็›ฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€็ดซ่‹‘ใ€ ้ˆดใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฐๆŸ„ใชๅฝฑใŒ่ƒŒไผธใณใ—ใฆใ€ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใƒžใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‰ใซๅบงใฃใฆๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้•ท่บซใฎ็”ทๆ€งใฎ้ฆ–ใซใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ˆ! ใใฃใกใŒ้ขจ้‚ชๅผ•ใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ฆ–ใซๅทปใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒžใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใ‚’ๅค–ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผโ€•โ€•15~16ๆญณใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹้ป’ใ„ใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใซ่ปๆœใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ป’ใ„้ฉ่ฃฝใฎไธŠไธ‹ใ‚’็€ใŸ็พŽ็”ทๅญโ€•โ€•ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅˆถใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎ13~14ๆญณใฎใตใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใซใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใ‚„ใ‚ณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใŒใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ป’ใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸใ€้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใฎ็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป˜ใ‘ใจใ„ใฆใ€‚็งใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚„ใใฃใจใ˜ใ‚ƒ้ขจ้‚ชใชใ‚“ใฆๅผ•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ่ปฝใๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใŒใ€้–ข็ฏ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็‰นใซไบบ็›ฎใ‚’ๅผ•ใใฎใฏ้ป’้ซชใซไธ€ๆˆฟใ ใ‘ๅ…ฅใฃใŸ้Š€้ซชใจใ€ๅณใŒ็ท‹่‰ฒใงๅทฆใŒ้’่‰ฒใฎ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ๅญไพ›ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚ใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ”พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ ใพใ ๅŠไบบๅ‰ใ ใ—ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบๅ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ไฟฎ่กŒใฎ็‚บใซๆ—…ใซๅ‡บใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใชใฎใซใชใ‚“ใงไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใฃใฆใ€ๅˆฅใซๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงใ‚ใ‚Šใ โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ๆ€ๆ˜ฅๆœŸใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎไธ‹ใซ่‚ฒใฆใฎ่ฆชใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅฆ™้ฝขใ‹ใค็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅงซใŒๅŒๅฑ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใซใ€ๆ—ฅใ€…ๆ‚ถใ€…ใจ่€ใˆใŒใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€็ฝฎๆ‰‹็ด™ไธ€ใค็ฝฎใ„ใฆๅ‡บๅฅ”ใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใŒๅพŒใ‚ใซไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ๆœฌๆœซ่ปขๅ€’ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ†่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ‚‚็งใฏ็ตๆง‹้ก”ใŒๅบƒใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆ—…ๅ…ˆใจใ‹ใงใ‚‚ไธ่‡ช็”ฑใฏใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎใ€Ž้ก”ใŒๅบƒใ„ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆฏŽๅ›žใ€ๅ„ๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใ‹ไปฃ่กจ่€…ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใชใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบคๅ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†? ๆฏŽๅ›ž่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Œๅคใใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹ไบบใ€ใจใ—ใ‹็ญ”ใˆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใซ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚้œฒ้ชจใซใ™ใฃๅ‘†ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—......15ๅนด้–“ๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใ ใซ่ฌŽใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎ้คŠใ„่ฆชใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใช......ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€็ดซ่‹‘ใฏ็งใฎใ“ใจใŒๅซŒใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹้€”ๆ–นใซๆšฎใ‚ŒใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๅ่ซ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†! ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๅฅฝใใ™ใŽใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใฏใฃใจๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ€ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ่ผใใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚็งใ‚‚็ดซ่‹‘ใŒๅคงๅฅฝใใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใใฎ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใซ้™ถ็„ถใจใชใ‚Š......่ตคใใชใฃใŸ้ ฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€่ฉฑใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ในใๆ€ใ„ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’็œŸใฃ็›ดใ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ ใฃใ‘ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ–ฐ้ฆ–้ƒฝใฎๅธ้ƒฝใ‚ฑใ‚คใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚คโ€•โ€•้ˆด่˜ญใฃใฆๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใซใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅฎฟใฎๅฟƒ้…ใฏใชใ„ใญใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจ่žใๆตใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€็ง€้บ—ใช็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆใพใŸๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใพใŸๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช? ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ไปฐใ€…ใ—ใ„ใฎใฏๅซŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใปใฃใจ่ƒธใ‚’ๆ’ซใงไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ฑใ‚คใ‚นใ‚ฑใ‚คใฃใฆๆตทใซใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆตทใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅคงๆฒณใฎ่„‡ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅคงๅž‹ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใจใ‹ใ‚‚่กŒใไบคใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใซใใฃใกๆ–น้ขใฎ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่‰ฏใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไน—ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไบคๆธ‰ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ˆนใ‹......ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใพใ ่ฆ‹ใฌโ€œๆตทโ€ใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏ่ปฝใ่บซ้œ‡ใ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใใฃใกใซใ‚‚้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏๅคงใใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็งปใ—ใ€ๅนด็›ธๅฟœใฎๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ–็•Œใฃใฆๅบƒใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ—…ใฏๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฒขๅฑฑใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ’€ๅšผใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้€ธใ‚‹ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจ่Œถ็›ฎใฃๆฐ—ใ‚’ใ ใ—ใฆไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่…ฐโ€•โ€•ไธกๆŽŒใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซไธ€ๅ‘จใ™ใ‚‹็ดฐใ„ใใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ€่ปฝใ€…ใจๅผ•ใฃใ“ๆŠœใใจใ€ใใฎใพใพ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‰ใซๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใฃโ€•โ€•ใชใซ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ™ใ‚ŒใฐใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅฏ’ใใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใƒžใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใฎ็ซฏใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ้ฆ–ใซๅ›žใ—ใ€่ƒธๅ…ƒใงใ™ใฃใฝใ‚Šใจ่ฆ†ใ„้š ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†~~ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹็…งใ‚Œใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไบ’ใ„ๆง˜ใ ใ€‚ๆ—…ใฏ้“้€ฃใ‚Œใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ—ใ€ไฟบใ ใฃใฆใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚......ใ€ ๅคงๅž‹้จŽ็ซœใฎ้žใฎไธŠใงใ€1ใคใซใชใฃใŸๅฝฑใŒ่ปฝๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ก—้“ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ€‚ ใพใ ่ฆ‹ใฌไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅคข่ฆ‹ใฆใ€‚
[Suzuran Empress Oriana's Memo] 'That day, the world changed. The signs of the disappearance of the idle fog (kimu) covering the continent were marked by an untouched expanse of forests, which nurtured many lives. But the lives lost will not return, and although it is estimated, the continent's population is seen as depressed to about % of the full season. Given the magnitude and rate of expansion of the fog generated from the central part of the continent, we can still say that we were fortunate enough to have done so with this degree of damage. This can also be said, for one thing, only with the help of the Imperial Crimson, a crimson empire of crimson that has given us unstinting assistance, across the hedges of nations, races and societies, with adventurers from various countries who have run to save lives and aspiring people who have worked at the grass roots. That said, the losses suffered by states and individuals are immeasurable, and then for several years various problems have arisen and been busily killed without time to rest as a day, such as inter-state grievances over territorial issues, the food and shelter problems of civilians, the revolution driven by resentment at the heads of State who abandoned their people when things happened and fled quickly, and the invasion of the continent by the Union of the Islands. "I don't like these ways, hey" If His Majesty did not intervene each time, led by the demon generals with sinister faces, there would probably have been a serious impact on human society and reconstruction would have taken hundreds of years. As a princess, there were some verses that I thought would not stop some sacrifice and time in order to build a fully independent society - but I cannot think of such a lengthy thing because hatred and I are human beings... it is also a realistic object that we both acknowledge together. It's my fashion to use things that can be used even in Hannaxo, so naturally, there's no way I'm leaving someone as handy and unmistakable as she is. Sometimes the tongue is sharp. Sometimes appeal to emotion. Make deals that sometimes people can't tell you. By convincing her, I am self-admiring and proud that in less than a decade now, I have managed to lead the world to stability in form. Well, in normal cases, no matter how I might persuade you, that princess did not shake her head so easily vertically, but fortunately she told Her Majesty the Princess, whose presence is so great that she is turning herself into a pro fool, "Does Her Majesty not want to create a peaceful world for Purple Garden?" And when I complained about the killing, I changed my temper and attitude, so I suppose you could say more about Ziyuan than I do. Not really, but Ziyuan is the baby that was accompanied that day when Her Majesty paid for the fog and was returned. Initially it was the concealer of Her Majesty the Princess, and temporarily that place panicked, but the unidentified and parentless child, which made me go awry, eventually fitted in with the fact that Her Majesty the Princess would adopt her. Honestly, I don't even think His Majesty, who is a boxed daughter, who is unmarried and has never dealt with a baby, can deal with a child, and naturally, I was wondering if I would let the nanny go. "No, I don't miss anything at all except me. I also drink opium because I don't drink it unless I include mine first - no, of course I don't get breast milk or anything - and I feel like a real kid when I do that too. Something's been really straining my chest lately. I sleep with her, she's cute." And he had spent almost a day with a troubled child who was told with a swinging smile. The jealousy and envy of His Highness, who adores His Majesty, seems to have become tremendous because of it, but it's not like he's going to be able to compete with his baby opponent, he wet his pillow at night or anything...... it doesn't matter, Grand Duke Christoph is still single and, as every time, has been offered to marry His Majesty. It's fine on the way, but I think it would be more constructive to just marry a real wife and succeed the housekeeper, admitting that only Ziyuan is visible in Her Majesty's eyes. It's boring. Speaking of countries, before I was officially crowned Emperor of the Grawior Empire, I officially inaugurated the "Crimson," a crimson super empire of crimson. By the way, with the north as a protective territory, basically in the form of the entrusted rule by our Eastern Gravior Empire and the Western Amitian United Kingdom, and the south in the form of the ruling by the Free Union of Cres. Essentially, the Super Empire will not intervene in society unless it is marginal enough to mark (well, I would say round the troubles) "no reign" as its basic policy... well as occasional boredom (blah) entrustment (kako) by His Majesty the Princess and the Warlords, who now seem to be cooperating in the quest for the Great Tree Sea - commonly known as the "Forest of Darkness" - which occupies the Dark Continent and the central part of the continent, first of which can be said to be peace. In terms of personal recent developments, I was married five years ago and have already been the mother of two children. Your opponent is Sir Elmer, who was also a former royal of the kingdom of Vindaus, and from what I hear, Grand Duke Christoph and I were close friends of our contemporaries at the cadet school, or something, and I just feel an unexpected human bond. King and Mrs. Collard of Amitia already have seven children, and you think this one is showing no less than Her Majesty's troubled children? Speaking of which, Queen Chloe said that Temporary Purple Garden's nanny also did, and that her eldest daughter, Princess Jill, and Purple Garden, were milk brothers and sisters, meaning that she was close in a way like a second family. Yes, yes, speaking of milk brothers and sisters, Levan delegates and Asmina, who have been appointed official allies of Cres, but Asmina's furious offense has worked as much as one would expect and has become an official couple even a decade ago, but even if Levan delegates are still a little disappeared, they will be cloud-held by calling him the Prior Beast King and Martial Arts Training, and the 'Asmina Investigation Network', which will be laid in that time, has turned into a Cres monumental poem. That said, is it because such impotence has materialized, that you have succeeded in activating the weapons that were once given to you by His Majesty the Princess? So, something like being officially allowed to name the 'Beast King' at that time, but what can I say that His Majesty the Princess, who was overheard of the newspaper, happily participated in the reign ceremony as "Let's see how strong he got" and as a result the ceremony was postponed until Representative Levan's ankle stood... Even more problematic is Ziyuan - no, you should call her Prince Ziyuan because she is years old, who is already an adult - but what are you thinking? Her Majesty, the Princess, faking her identity to herself, all together, lives half a hidden life in The Dark Forest, so she probably still doesn't understand her position and that of Her Majesty. "It's love, love. I want you to live a loving life without those extra accessories." And, Your Majesty said, is it my fault that the joke simply appears to be the result of the past? If the two of you live in peace, both on the raven and on the corner, from me... ' And, that's all I wrote, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and Oriana rested her hand holding the pen and raised her face. "Come in." I beg your pardon. One of the samurai enters the room with a respectful greeting. "An apostle came earlier from the Super Empire" Tension ran on Oriana's face. Apart from contacting regular meetings, there are few unscheduled messengers coming from there, even if they may send messengers from here. If there is, how urgent would it be? "Is it from home country? Did the Messenger say anything?" Confusion spread over the squire's face. "Ha... the..." The purple gardener was run away from home. I can't get in touch with Her Majesty, so I need your help as soon as possible. " Blood drew from Oriana's entire body, who understood the meaning of the word, followed by once lowered blood boiling at once. "Nah -!? Hey, it's not important!! Immediately all military...... no, the relevant cabinet will also convene to consider countermeasures! Get ready as soon as you can! Pushed by the momentum, the samurai replied there as well. Oriana chewed up her frustration and lips as she ordered the samurai to prepare herself to meet the envoy of her country. "Really, what are you thinking, both of you! โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "" Kushi!! " On the saddle of a large cavalry dragon, two shadows, large and small, quarreled at the same time. "Mm-hmm. You're still chilly though Spring Ahead. You have to dress warmer, Ziyuan." There was a clear girl's voice ringing the bell, and a small shadow sitting behind her stretched out her back, removing the muffler she had hung, and hanging it on the neck of a long man sitting in front and holding a reins. "Hey, stop it! You'll catch a cold." Rushing to remove the muffler wrapped around his neck - a beautiful boy in a black leather top and bottom like a military uniform on a black coat that seems to be 5-16 years old - this one gently controls from behind. This one looks like a long-haired, endless beautiful girl in a black dress with plenty of lace and costumes from 13-14 years old. "Just put it on. I'm not gonna catch a cold." The boy frowns bitterly when he sees his own hands, which only seem to be held down lightly, but which are not even moved by the joints taken and pickled. This one is no less beautiful than the girl, but especially the one that caught her attention was the silver hair that entered only one room in the dark hair and the golden and silver demon eyes (heterochromia) that were scarlet on the right and blue on the left. "... don't treat me like a child forever" I sighed and saw him pull his hand in, and the girl let go of her hand, too. "That's not what I said. It's only half a serving, and I'm worried about you." "That's why I went on a journey to train to be alone! Why are you following me?!" "Why, there's nothing wrong with that? "There is so much -!! As an adolescent boy, even though he is a raised parent under the same roof, it is no matter what he thinks that the culprit comes behind him, even though he feels stuffy and intolerable every day in a situation where the beautiful princess of his age and extinction lives together, leaving one letter behind and running away. "Well, even if it looks like this, I'm pretty wide faced. I'm not going to let you get away with it." "... I know that" But what kind of friendship does that 'wide faced' opponent have with kings and representative classes of nations every time? I only answer "old friends" every time I ask, and even when I ask them over there, they are blatantly frightening...... I have lived for 15 years, but I was still a nourishing parent full of mysteries. "Or is that it...... hey, did Ziyuan hate me anymore? That was said in a twilight tone somewhere along the way, and the boy argued aggressively. "You can't be! I rather like it too much..." shut his mouth all the time, looking back in horror, the girl was just smiling. "Yeah. I love purple gardens too! Intoxicated by that innocent grin... the boy, who turned forward so that he could not be seen reddened cheeks, asked what he had come up with to deviate from the story. "Speaking of which, is it the capital of the Gravior Empire if we go straight here? "That's right. Caithkay, the Imperial capital of the new capital - meaning Suzuran. I know someone here, so don't worry about the inn when you get there." I see, and the boy, who almost heard, looked back again with a brilliant eyebrow. "That acquaintance wouldn't be another king or something, would it? I hate to look up to you." "Oh, no. I'm not the king." Lightly denied, the boy stroked his chest down relieved. "I hope so. Speaking of which, is Caith Cay close to the sea? "The sea, or by the great river. It's probably hanging out with a big magic sailboat. I know someone on that side, so I'll try to negotiate so I can get on, if that's okay with you? "Ship..." And imagining the โ€œoceanโ€ he'd yet to see, the boy shivered lightly. "Fine. I'd love to go." "Well, let's make sure we show our faces there too when we get there" The boy nodded loudly at the girl's words. Then he shifted his gaze across the horizon and smiled year-to-year. "The world is huge." "That's right. The journey has just begun, so we're going to see a lot of things." Chewing the girl's words, the boy put his strength into his hand holding the reins, suppressing his deviant mind. Then, fugly, twisting her torso, grabbing the waist of a decent girl - a thin one that circles easily, just turns her palms - and gently pulls her out, forcing her to sit in front of herself as she is. "Yikes - what?!" "This way we wouldn't be cold with each other, would we? He untied the end of the muffler, turned it around the girl's neck, positioned his coat to cover it up softly with his chest, and again grabbed the reins. "Uh-oh, something can light up. But well, thank you." "We're each other. I say the journey will take you on the road, and I will always..." On the saddle of a large cavalry dragon, slowly go down the street with a shadow that turns into one tapping a light mouth. Dream of a world you haven't seen yet.
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ใใฎ็”ทใฎใ“ใจใ—ใ‹็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใ†ใกใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ”พใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใจ็”ทใฎๆ–นใธ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป–ใฎ็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......?ใ€ ใ„ใพใพใงๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใฎใฌใใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ€‚ใใฎๅ–ชๅคฑใฎ็—›ใฟใซ่ปฝใ่ƒธใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใงใ€็‹ผไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้’ๅนดใฎ็ฌ‘ใ„ใจๆทฑใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„้•ใ†ใฃใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ใ„ใŸใถใ‚‹ใƒใƒณใƒ”ใƒฉใ‹้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ็›ฎใ ! ใ€Œใ‚„ใฐใ„ใฃใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€ใใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใฎ่ญฆๅ‘Šใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใพใฃใŸใๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใ€ใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใƒผใ€็ท‹้›ชใŸใ‚“ใจใฏ็ฉใ‚‚ใ‚‹่ฉฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใใฎๅ‰ใซโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใฎใคใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใŸๅฃๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰้‹ญใ„็‰™ใŒ่ฆ—ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ไธ€็™บใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใœ!ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€่ธใฟ่พผใฟใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ€็ชใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ€ๆ’ƒโ€•โ€•ๆ‹ณๅฃซ็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ็ˆ†็ •ๆ‹ณ ใใฎ็›ดๅ‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ญฆๅ‘Šใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅŠใฐๅๅฐ„็š„ใซใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใงๅ›ž้ฟใงใใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎ็›ฎๅ‰ใงใ€ๆ‹ณใŒ็ฉบใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ€่กๆ’ƒๆณขใŒ่ฟ‘ใใฎๆฐ‘ๅฎถใฎๅฑ‹ๆ นใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใฎ้™ๅฏ‚ใ€‚ ็ถšใ„ใฆ้€šใ‚Šใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใ€้€š่กŒไบบใŸใกใฏๆˆ‘ๅ…ˆใซใจใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆƒœใ—ใ„ๆƒœใ—ใ„ใฃใ€‚ใƒŽใƒผใƒ–ใƒฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๆททไนฑใ‚„ๅ–ง้จ’ใ‚‚ใฉใ“ๅนใ้ขจใงใ€้–“ไธ€้ซช้ฟใ‘ใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไฝ™ๆณขใง่ฃ‚ใ‘ใŸใ‚ตใƒžใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎๅทฆ่ƒธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฅใๅ‡บใ—ใซใชใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใƒ–ใƒฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใใ†ใซ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ…„ไธธใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€้ฉšๆ„•ใจๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซๆฌกใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‹ใญใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆฌกใฏใƒ–ใƒฉใจใ„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใƒผใ‹!ใ€ ใใ†่ˆŒใชใ‚ใšใ‚Šใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ๆญฉ่ธใฟๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸๅ…„ไธธใฎ่ƒŒไธญใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ€Œใงใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ญ?ใ€ ใ€โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ–ฐๅ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใŒ็ •ใ‘ใฆใ€ๆ‹ณๅœงใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใใฎไฝ“ใŒใ‚ดใƒ ๆฏฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ทณใณใ€็„กไบบใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้œฒๅคฉใฎไธ€ใคใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ค!?ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆšดๆŒ™ใซๅŠใถใซ่‡ณใ‚Šใ€็œผๅ‰ใฎๅ…„ไธธใŒๆ•ตใ ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ™ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚้š™ใ‚‚ไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ็จผใ„ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€็žฌใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็„ก้ง„ใซใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‰ๅ‚พๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใใ„ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ€ๆ’ƒใŒๅ…„ไธธใฎ่ƒดใ‚’็‹™ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใใฎใพใพไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ๅ…„ไธธใ€‚ไธ‹ใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎๆ‹ณใฎๅผพๅน•โ€•โ€•ๆ‹ณๅฃซ็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ๅๅˆ†่ท้›ขใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ้€†ใซๅ…„ไธธใŒ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚็‹™ใ„ใฏใ€ๅฎฃ่จ€้€šใ‚Š่–„ๅธƒไธ€ๆžšใงใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅทฆ่ƒธใ€‚ๅณๆ‹ณใŒไธ€็›ด็ทšใซ่กๆ’ƒๆณขใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆ่ฟซใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅทฆๅด้ขใซ่บซใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ฟŽๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…„ไธธใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‰‹็”ฒใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้˜ปใ‚“ใ ใฎใ ใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใฎๅ‡่กก็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใŒใ€ใ˜ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚ŒใฐไปŠๅบฆใฏ่นดใ‚ŠใŒ่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฏ†็€ใ—ใฆใฎๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็‹ฌๅฃ‡ๅ ดใงใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซไธๅˆฉใ€‚ ใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏ้›ขใ‚Œใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ…„ไธธใ‚‚้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใตใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ€่ƒธๅ…ƒใซใ‚€ใš็—’ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็—›ใฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใจใ€ใƒ–ใƒฉใฎๅด้ขใซ3ๆกใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ็›ฎใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ๆต…ใ็šฎ่†šใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ก€ใŒใซใ˜ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‹ณใฏใ‹ใ‚ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใพใงใฏ่ชญใฟๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็ตๆžœใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใญใˆ็ท‹้›ชใŸใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒใƒƒใƒ”ใƒผใƒžใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใฎ้ ‚ไธŠใŒๆ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‹ใ‚ใ™ใจใฏใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ€่ฆ‹ใ›ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅณๆ‰‹ใฎ็ˆชๅ…ˆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ่ก€ใŒใคใ„ใŸใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€้•ทใ„่ˆŒใง่ˆใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅธธๆ™‚ใ€TOP3ใซๅ›่‡จใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ„ใพใฎไธ€็žฌใฎไบคๅทฎใงใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ŽEใƒปHใƒปOใ€ใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไฝฟใˆใชใ„ๆŠ€ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใ€ใ€Ž ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚ใ„ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒTOP3ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒŠใƒณใƒใƒผใƒฏใƒณใงใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒๆฎ‹ๅฟตใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃ่–ๆŠ€้™ๅˆƒใ€ใ€‚ๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใŸไธƒ้€ฃ็ชใใ‚’ๅ…„ไธธใŒใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๅผพใใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ๅˆ†ใฏๆ‹ณๅฃซ็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ๅ…„ไธธใŒใฎใ‘ๅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๅฎ™่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ไธๅ‰ใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏไฝ“ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎไธ€็žฌๅ‰ใพใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้กŽใŒใ‚ใฃใŸไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ใ€็ˆชๅ…ˆใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็ฉบไธญใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็‰ฉ็†ๆณ•ๅ‰‡ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆๅ…„ไธธใฎ็ธฆใฎๅ›ž่ปขใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้€Ÿใใชใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹่ถณใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใฆใ€ใใฎไฝ™ๆณขใ ใ‘ใง้€šใ‚Šใฎ็Ÿณ็•ณใ‚„้œฒๅคฉใ‚’็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‹ณ่–ๆŠ€ใ€Ž้˜ฟไฟฎ็พ…้™้พๆ‹ณใ€ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็ท‹้›ชใฏๆจชใฎๅ›ž่ปขใง่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใคใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃ่–ๆŠ€ใ€Žๅคฉ่ฆ‡ๅ‡ฐ่‡จๅ‰ฃใ€ใ€‚ ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸ็ซœๅทปใŒๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใจใชใ‚Šใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็“ฆ็คซใ‚‚ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใง็ฉบไธญใฎๅ…„ไธธใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใพใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅ›ž่ปขใŒๆ‹ฎๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็ฉบไธญใซใ„ใŸๅˆ†ใ€ๅงฟๅ‹ขใŒไธๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ ใฃใŸๅ…„ไธธใฎไฝ“ใŒไธ€็žฌใ€ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฎ็›ฎใฏใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใจใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚„ใฃ!!!ใ€ ๆฐ—ๅˆใฎๅซใณใจๅ…ฑใซโ€•โ€•ๆ‹ณๅฃซ็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ๅœง็ธฎใ—ใŸๅคงๆฐ—ใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็“ฆ็คซใ‚„็ฒ‰ๅกตใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใง่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใฏใšใ—ใŸ! ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‰ฃใŒ็ฉบใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๆ„Ÿ่งฆใซ็ท‹้›ชใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใปใžใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅคง่‡ณๆ€ฅใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€€้ฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚‚ใ†ใจๅนใ่’ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ ‚ๅกตใฎไธญใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅ…„ไธธใฎๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆๅทฆๅณใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„......ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏไปฅๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ็Ž‹ๅญใ€‚้—‡ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟซใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใ€‚ๅ’„ๅ—ŸใซไธŠใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ŽไธŠ?!ใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒŸใƒŽใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้€ฃ้Ž–็š„ใซใคใชใŒใฃใŸๆ€่€ƒใŒๆœ€้ฉใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๅฐŽใๅ‡บใ—ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใฏใฃใจใ—ใฆไธŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใŸ! ็ˆ†็™บใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธŠใซ่ทณใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ€ใใฎ่ทณ่บใฎ้ ‚็‚นใซๅˆฐ้”ใ—ใ‚ˆใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…„ไธธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ็…คใจ่‡ช่บซใฎ่ก€ใงๆฑšใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใซๅ‡„ๆƒจใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ๅ…„ไธธใŒ็ฉบไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้‡ๅŠ›่ฝไธ‹ๅˆ†ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€ๅผพไธธใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ HPใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’็Š ็‰ฒใซใ™ใ‚‹ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šๅ›ž้ฟไธ่ƒฝใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‹ณ่–ๆŠ€ใ€Žๆฐ—ๅŠŸๅ‰›ๅฝฑๅผพใ€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ…„ไธธใฎ้›„ๅซใณใŒ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ใƒ“ใƒชใƒ“ใƒชใจ้œ‡ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ๆฑบๆ„ใ—ใฆ็ท‹้›ชใ‚‚่ทณใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใฎMPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆๆ•ตใซๅคงใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃ่–ๆŠ€ใ€Ž็ตถๅ”ฑ้ณด็ฟผๅˆƒใ€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใฃใฆใฎๆฐ—ๅˆใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒๅฑŠใใฎใŒๅ…ˆใ‹ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆฎ‹ใ‚ŠHPใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅ…ˆใ‹ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎHPใฎๆฎ‹้‡ๅŠใณๆŠ€ใฎ็‰นๆ€งไธŠใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆœ‰ๅˆฉใชใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹! ใใ†่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใ€้˜ฒๅพกใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ‰ฃใจใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฎๆ‹ณใจใŒไบคๅทฎใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ไธ€็žฌใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฎๆ‹ณใŒ้–‹ๆ‰‹ใธใจๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช?! ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ็™บๅ‹•ๅพŒใซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณใ‚ปใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆไธๅฏ่ƒฝโ€•โ€•!!โ€•โ€•ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅซใณใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒ•!? ๆ„•็„ถใจ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ใ€Ž ๆ‹ณ่–ๆŠ€ใ€Ž็™ฝๅˆƒๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฎๆŠ€้‡ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใฏใ‘ใ—ใฆ้ซ˜ใใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€TOPใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใจใ‚‚ใชใ‚Œใฐใ€็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆŠ€ใจใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้ซ˜็ขบ็Ž‡ใงใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ท‹้›ชใฎๆŠ€ใฎไฝ™ๆณขใงๆ‰‹ใŒใ‚บใ‚ฟใ‚บใ‚ฟใซ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฏใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใฃใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚ŠใŒๅฏพไบบๆˆฆใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹่€…ใจๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใชใ„่€…ใฎๅทฎใ ใชใ€ ใปใผๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ›žใ—่นดใ‚ŠใŒใ€็ฉบไธญใงๅฎšใพใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„็ท‹้›ชใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฐใ•ใชไฝ“ใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็Ÿณ็•ณใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ทณใญใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใŒ้›ขใ‚Œใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ…......ใ€ ๅธฝๅญใฏใจใฃใใซใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€่–„ๆฑšใ‚Œใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใใซไธ‹็€ใ‚’้š ใ™ๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ตใƒžใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใฎ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’็น‹ใŽใจใ‚ใ€ใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃใ€ใจใ€ ใธใ€ๅ…„ไธธใฎๆ‹ณๅฃซ็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใจใƒปใƒปใƒป!ใ€ ๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹่ฏๅฅขใชไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ไธ€ๆœฌใงๆ”ฏใˆใŸๅ…„ไธธใฏใ€ๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใชใ„็ท‹้›ชใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œบใ‚ใŸๅพŒใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ ใ€Œใƒใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใƒณใƒˆ่ฆๅˆถใจใ‹ใฏใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใชใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใคใพใฟ้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ‚ใƒžใ‚ฐใƒญใฏ้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ€ๆŒใฃใฆๅธฐใฃใฆใ˜ใฃใใ‚Š็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ไธ€ๅๆง˜ใŠๆŒใกๅธฐใ‚Šใงใƒผใ™ใ€ใจ้ผปๆญŒใ‚’ๆญŒใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰็“ฆ็คซใฎๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ธใ‚€่ถณ้ŸณใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅพ…ใฆใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใฎใ“ใจ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใŒใ€ๆบ€่บซๅ‰ต็—ใง่‚ฉใงๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็†ฑใ„้—˜ๅฟ—ใ‚’็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใŸ็žณใงๅ…„ไธธใซๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏ็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ„›ๅ‰ฃใ€Ž ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ€ใพใ ็”ŸใใฆใŸใฎใ‹? ๆฎบใ—ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใจใ•ใฃใใฎๅ‰ฃใฎ้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใŒ้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใˆ! ใ”ใกใ‚ƒใ”ใกใ‚ƒ่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใงใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚’ๆ”พใ›ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๆฟ€้ซ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใฏๅๅฏพใซใ€็™ฝใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใง่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ™ๅ…„ไธธใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใชใใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ€‚ใใฎๅ‰ฃใฏLv99่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ ใžใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใŒๆกใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŸใ ใฎๆฃ’ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใญใƒผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใŠๅ‰็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่…•ใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ็ˆ†ๆ’ƒใงใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๆƒจ็Šถใ‚’้กŽใงๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆฑบๆ„ใซใฏไธ€็žฌใฎ่ฟทใ„ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ! ๅฅณใ„ใŸใถใฃใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‘ๆ€ฏ่€…ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ˆ!!ใ€ ใใ†้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใชใ‚‰ๅ…„ไธธใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใฐ~~ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใงไธ€่จ€ๅ‘Ÿใใ€ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅณๆ‹ณใง็„ก้€ ไฝœใซใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ๅ…„ไธธใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ‰ฃใจๅ…„ไธธใฎๆ‹ณใจใŒไบคๅทฎใ—ใ€ๆ‹ณใง่‚‰ใ‚’ๅฉใ้ˆใ„้ŸณใŒใ“ใ ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…„ไธธใฎไฝ“ใŒใ€็Ÿณ็•ณใŒ็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚Œๅ‰ฅใๅ‡บใ—ใซใชใฃใŸๅœฐ้ขใซๆบใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใฃโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใ ใจใ‚ฉ?!ใ€
Episode Two: Sword Fist I guess I only have eyes for the man. Scarlet Snow, unconsciously releasing Joey's hand, fluttered closer to the man. "Are there all the others...? The muddy hand I've been holding. The laughter of a werewolf-like young man went deeper at the end of Joey's gaze, which hurt his chest lightly at the pain of that loss. - No, no, no, this is a prick with prey or a demon's eye! "Come on, Hiyuki, get away from him! Scarlet Snow looked back once and for all at Joey with the face that he did not understand the meaning of the warning when he pulled out his sword. "No, Scarlet Snow Tan and I have a lot to talk about. Before that..." Man - A sharp fang peeked from the connected mouth of his brother Maru (too much). "- Let's do one shot! In a moment, from the bottom at the same time as stepping in, a blow like cutting air and thrusting it up - fist based skill 'Blasting Fist (Brow)' - burst in Scarlet Snow's chest - but. Shortly before that, there was also Joey's warning that his fist cut the sky and the shock wave blew up the roof of a nearby private house at the present time of Scarlet Snow, which he was able to avoid half-reflexively in the backstep. A moment of silence. Then there was a scream from all over the street, and the passers-by fled us and the spot. "A shame. A shame. You weren't a nobula." Where the confusion and hustle around him were also blowing winds, even though he avoided a single hair, his brother Maru unfortunately tongued when he saw the Scarlet Snow tube bra peeled out of the left chest of his ripped summer dress in the aftermath. In front of such a brother circle, Scarlet Snow, who is neither stunned nor bewildered to decide what to do next. "Then why don't you say bra next! Yes, I nodded my tongue and tried to take a step toward the back of my brother circle, "So hey!" Joey was slaughtered. "... what, this kid? He turns around, takes that full blow with his right fist, and pushes it back even further - his fistfighter-based skill, "Power (Knockback)" - that's all, Joey's brand new sword smashed, his body bouncing like rubber under fist pressure, knocking him to the ground, involving one of the open air that was deserted. "Joey!?" Until this outrage, Scarlet Snow, recognizing that his brother Maru in front of him was the enemy, called the love sword 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)' from the storage space (inventory). Though this man (brother circle) won't give the opponent time or clearance to invoke other gear, although he is not too careful in his current outfit (summer dress), which is barely close to the round waist. Joey earned me, I can't waste this moment. Scarlet Snow, who decided so aggressively, moved first from himself. From the forward leaning position from the dash, a softening blow targeted the torso of the brother circle. But it won't arrive. They sent me. My brother Maru, who stays down. A barrage of lowering fists - fistfighter-based skills' continuous boxing (banishing) '- discourages pursuit. I just got far enough, and now my brother Maru steps in the other way. Aim, left chest guarded with a thin cloth, as declared. Intercept countermanently as your right fist approaches you with a shock wave in a straight line, turning itself over to the left side of your opponent. The sword tip stopped. Brother Maru's left hand armor held this back. A flash of equilibrium, but if you stay still, this time the kick will strike. Close proximity is the opponent's single-pitch, which is overwhelmingly unfavourable to him. Scarlet Snow, who so decided, left, and at the same time his brother Maru left. I noticed itchy pain in my chest. Slightly dropping his gaze, a slice of three strips ran on the side of the bra, shallow, cut skin and stained with blood. The fist was removed, but the result was unreadable to the cutting edge. "Do it, Scarlet Snow Tan. I thought I could worship the top of Happy Mountain, but it's no big deal. I never participated in an interpersonal match in" E. H. O. "or" Eternal Horizon Online, "but then I guess I would have put it in the TOP ? As I say, I lick it with a long tongue, with the right toe, the blood of scarlet snow, as I show it off. "Always, it's nothing to be glad to hear from those who reigned in TOP" Scarlet snow that heals (heels) that part with your left hand, while suddenly rewarding it. What I've found out at least for a moment now at the crossing is that the man in front of me uses moves that he can't use unless he's a player in "E. H. O." and has the equivalent of "Dry General" and "Moye" on the toenail, which were the exclusive gear of his brother Maru, even if he gets a blow from "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". I mean, I'm pretty sure it's not a phantom or a doppelgenger (there's that kind of monster that turns into someone I know). In Scarlet Snow's words, his brother Maru gave him a slightly bitter look. "TOP or... I'm sorry it's not number one" At that moment, it moved at the same time. Kensei moves "Seven Days Blade Down". Brother Maru sends a split september punch, plays it with both hands, and still defends it with his fist-based skill, "Vajra" Attack Defense. But I can't defend myself. The attack power of "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" surpassed it. Scarlet Snow twisted her body, feeling an ominous hunch, as her brother Maru turned against her and turned back - at the same time. My nail tip rushes through the position where my jaw was until a moment before that. The vertical rotation of the brother circle became even faster, ignoring the laws of physics while in the air, from which his hands and feet jumped, shattering the cobblestones and open-air of the street with only its aftermath. Fist Sage "Asura Dragon Fist". In contrast, Scarlet Snow intercepts with a lateral rotation. Kensei moves "Heavenly Heavenly Phoenix Coming Sword". The tornado of birth is slaughtered, and the surrounding debris is also involved to try to swallow the brother circle in the air. The rotation antagonizes each other, but for as long as we were in the air, the body of the brother circle, whose posture was unstable, loses control for a moment. But his brother Maru's eyes had captured the attack. "So do it!!!" With the cry of temper - fist based skill 'Blast Clap (Burst Attack)' - both hands intercept this. The compressed atmosphere calls for an explosion, further involving the surrounding debris and dust to deprive them of their sight. - I took it off! Or was he sent, and Scarlet Snow, biting his inner flank at the feeling of the sword cutting the sky, retreated from the scene as soon as possible. In the dust that's about to blow, I quickly run my gaze to the left and right looking for signs of my brother circle, but I can't capture the signs...... Huh, Scarlet Snow remembered something similar before. Prince Achill. In the darkness. Signs looming from all sides. Run upstairs - 'Up?!' Like Domino, the chain-connected thought gave the best answer, and Scarlet Snow looked up as a hay. There he is! He was using the momentum of the explosion to jump further up. And now, my sight fits with my brother Maru, who was about to reach the pinnacle of that leap. A miserable grin on his dirty face with coal and his own blood, his brother Maru gaining momentum from the air for gravitational falls, approaching like a bullet. Qigong Rigid Bullet, a fist sacred technique that adds an inevitable attack instead of sacrificing half of HP. "So hey, hey, hey!!" Brother Maru's roar shivers the air billibly. Decide here. So determined that Scarlet Snow also jumped. Kensei moves "The Singing Wing Blade" that consumes all MPs and inflicts heavy damage on enemies. "Ahhhhhhhh!!" The mood for interception. Is that attack coming first, or is this attack cutting off the opponent's remaining HP? Nevertheless, due to the amount of HP left over from each other and the properties of the move, this one is definitely quite advantageous! I told myself so, and the sword of Scarlet Snow, who had abandoned his defense, and the fist of his brother Maru intersected - for a moment, the fist of his brother Maru turned into an opening. such?! impossible to cancel after skill activation -!! - no way, including that scream, bluff!? In front of the scarlet snow, which opened his eyes with dismay, the sword tip of "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" was stopped by the palms of his brother Maru. Fist Sage moves "White Blade Removal". This is entirely due to the skill of the player, and although the success rate is not high, if you are also a TOP player, you are certain that if you know the moves and timing that will be rolled out, you will have a good chance of doing so. Ignoring his hand ripping into a bump in the aftermath of Scarlet Snow's move, his brother Maru grinned. "- Well, that's the difference between people around here who are used to interpersonal fights and people who aren't." A spinning kick rolled out almost simultaneously captured an undetermined body of scarlet snow in the air. A little body of scarlet snow blew up like an explosion. He slipped through the cobbled streets, hooked up to something and jumped, rolling slowly. Out of his hand was the 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)', pierced to the ground. "... ku..." The hat flew away somewhere for a short while, and the scarlet snow in a summer dress, which had become thinly dirty and worn out, had hardly served to hide his underwear, painstakingly connected his consciousness and was about to flutter up. "Yikes." To the pigeon tail (Mitsuochi), his brother Maru's fist based skill, Stan Brow, was struck, and his consciousness was instantly pruned. "Oops...! Supporting his collapsing luxurious body with one left hand, Brother Maru peered into the unconscious Scarlet Snow face, then looked at him to lick his whole body, then plugged his right hand under his underwear (bra) to see how it felt, then pelted and tongue-in-cheek. "You don't seem to have harassment regulations or anything. Then I can stumble on this occasion, but, well, tuna isn't funny, so I'll take it home and eat it carefully." One of them took it home, and as he sang his nose, he tried to follow the scene, and there was a footsteps stepping on the ground of rubble from behind. "... wait. Leave Hiyuki alone." "- Hmm?" When I saw it, Joey (the kid), who I thought had killed earlier, was full of creativity, breathing on his shoulders, yet confronting his brother Maru with his hot fighting eyes. In its hand is held the love sword of Scarlet Snow, The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye). "What, kid, are you still alive? I thought I killed him, but surprisingly, the sword was highly defensive earlier..." "Ugh! You're not making a mess. Let go of Hyuki! Contrary to the fiercely high Joey, the brother circle pays back with a white face. "You know, kid. That sword is LV gear, even if a kid like you holds it, it's no different than just a stick. You think you can handle this with more or less your arms? There was no instant stray in Joey's determination, even if he referred to the peripheral tragedy with his jaw as if it had been bombed. "So what's up! Woman, can you beat a coward who is happy!!" If you are so roaring, turn to your brother Maru, Joey, who will be slaughtered with all his might. "Ba ~ ~" Brother Maru whines a word with his eyes looking at the garbage and unconstructively adds a blow to the counter with his right fist that is on. Joey's sword and his brother Maru's fist intersected, and the dull sound of beating meat with his fist clinging to him. At the next moment, his brother round body, bounced away by fierce momentum, rolled with a groove on the ground where the cobblestone was destroyed and stripped out. "Become - what the heck?!
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ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใ‚Œใฏ็™ฝใ„ใƒ‰ใƒผใƒ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้œง?้›ฒ?็™ฝ็…™?......ใจใซใ‹ใๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜Žใฎ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„่“‹ใŒใ€ๅคขๅนปใฎ่–้ƒฝใจ่ฌณใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ–ใฃใจ็›ดๅพ„50~60ใ‚ญใƒญใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ้€šๅธธใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„้ซ˜ๅบฆใพใง็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้ขจๅœงใ‚„ๆฐ—ๆตใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ ใ‘ใงๅœฐ่กจใ‚’ๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๆใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅ ดๅˆใŒๅ ดๅˆใชใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ขซๅฎณ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใงๆฑบ่กŒใ—ใŸโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็™ฝ้›ฒใฎ็›ดๅพ„ใฏใ€็พๅœจ52.654ใ‚ญใƒญใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใชใŠใ‚‚ๆ‹กๅคงใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใซ้›†ใฃใŸ้ญ”ๅฐ†ไธญใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ๆŽข็ดขใƒปๅˆ†ๆž่ƒฝๅŠ›ใซ็ง€ใงใŸ ใ€ŒไปŠๅพŒใฎ่ขซๅฎณไบˆๆธฌใฏ?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ไธ€็žฌใฎ้…ๆปžใชใใ€็›ดใกใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‘จๅ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พๅœจใจๅŒใ˜้€Ÿๅบฆใงๆ‹กๅคงใ™ใ‚‹ใจไปฎๅฎšใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€46ๆ™‚้–“52็ง’ใงใปใผใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅ…จๅœŸใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใฟ่พผใฟใ€็ด„359ๆ™‚้–“ๅพŒโ€•โ€•ใŠใ‚ˆใ15ๆ—ฅใงๆƒ‘ๆ˜Ÿใ‚’่ฆ†ใ„้š ใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅคง้™ธใฎใฟใซ้™ๅฎšใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€8ๆ—ฅใจๅŠๆ—ฅใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใซใคใ„ใฆใฏๅ†…้ƒจใฎ็ŠถๆณใŒไธๆ˜ŽใชใŸใ‚ๅˆคๆ–ญไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅ†…้ƒจใฎๆง˜ๅญใฏ้€่ฆ–ใงใใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็พๆฎต้šŽใงใฏๅ…‰ๅญฆใƒป้ญ”่ก“ใ‚’ๅ•ใ‚ใšใ€็งใ‚ใฎ่ฆณๆธฌๆ‰‹ๆฎตใŒๅ…จใฆ่กจ้ขใงๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎ้‚ช็œผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹้€šใ›ใชใ„ใจใฏใญใ‡ใ€‚ ๆง˜ใŒ่ƒฝๅ‹•็š„่ฆณๆธฌใซ่ธใฟๅ‡บใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๅ…‰ใ‚Š่ผใๅคš้ข็ตๆ™ถไฝ“โ€•โ€•ๅ‘จๅ‚ใซๅŒนๆ•ตๆˆ–ใ„ใฏๅ‡Œ้ง•ใ™ใ‚‹่ฆณๆธฌ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€ๅฐ†่ป็ญ†้ ญใ€ใƒจใ‚ฐ=ใ‚ฝใƒˆใƒผใ‚นใ€‘ๆ–‘้ณฉใŒใ€่–้ƒฝใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€็ด—ๅน•ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎ ใ€Œ......่ตคๅค–็ทšใ€็ดซๅค–็ทšใ€ๅฏ่ฆ–ๅ…‰็ทšใ€X็ทšใ€้ซ˜ๅ‘จๆณขใ€้›ป็ฃๆณขใ€่‡ช็”ฑ้›ปๅญใ€ๅ…จใฆๅๅฐ„โ€•โ€•ใ„ใˆใ€ๆธ›่กฐใฎใชใ„ใพใพใปใผ100ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆไธŠ็ฉบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆ”พๅฐ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ€ใฉใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใ‚‚ๅ…จใฆๅŒไธ€ๆ–นๅ‘ใธๅŽๆŸใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้‡ๅŠ›ใ‚‚้ฎๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅขƒ็•Œ็ทšไธŠใซๆป‘่ปŠใ‚’็ฝฎใ‘ใฐใ€่‡ช็„ถใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šๆฐธไน…ๆฉŸ้–ขใฎๅฎŒๆˆใจใชใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‘จๅ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€šๅธธใฎ็‰ฉ็†่ฆณๆธฌๆ–นๆณ•ใงใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝ......ใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆ–‘้ณฉๆง˜ใฎๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹?ใ€ ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ไธปไบบใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใ„ใฎใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใจใ—ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใงๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ญ่‰ฏใใฆใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡?! ไปŠๆ›ดใ ใ‘ใฉใ•! ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๆฌกๅ…ƒๆณขใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใŸ่ฆณๆธฌใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ไธ‰ๆฌกๅ…ƒไธ–็•Œใซใ‚ใ‚‹้™ใ‚‹ใใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅฝใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝโ€•โ€•ใŠใฃใ€ๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๆ–‘้ณฉใฎๅ…จ่บซใง่ ขใ่งฆๆ‰‹ใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใซๅ…‰ใŒ็‡ˆใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็™ฝใ„ๅน•ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใฎ่ฃ‚ๅธ›ใฎๆฐ—ๅˆใฎใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใŸๅซใณใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกๅ…ƒๆณขๅ‹•็ˆ†็ธฎๆ”พๅฐ„่ถ…ๅผฆๅŠฑ่ตท็ธฎ้€€ๆŒฏๅน…้‡ๅŠ›ๆณขโ€•โ€•็™บๅฐ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ทใ„! ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใถใฃใŸๅๅ‰ใชใฎ?!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ‚ใŒใ”ไธๅฏงใซ่งฃ่ชฌใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚คใ‚ฏใƒญใƒ–ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๅฝขๆˆใ—ใฆ้จพ้ฆฌ็ฒ’ๅญใŒๆ™‚้–“ๅ่ปขใ—ใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ็ฒ’ๅญใ‚’็žฌๆ™‚ใซ็”ŸๆˆใƒปๅŠ ้€Ÿใ—ใ€็ฉบ้–“ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซๅนฒๆธ‰ใ—ใฆๆฌกๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅฐ„็ทšไธŠใซๅฑ•้–‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงๆ™‚้–“ใจ็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’่ทณ่บใ—ใŸ่ฆณๆธฌใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ ใพใฃใŸใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๅ‡„ใ„ๆŠ€ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ”พๅฐ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆฌกๅ…ƒ(ไธญ็•ฅ)้‡ๅŠ›ๆณขใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“่‚‰็œผใง่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใผใ‘ใƒผใฃใจ็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ็จ‹ใชใใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใฎๅทจๅคงใชๅ˜็œผใŒใ‚ญใƒฉใƒชใจๅ…‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅพนใฃใŸ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใ ใจ?! ไธ‰ๆฌกๅ…ƒ็ฉบ้–“ใจใฏ้š”็ตถใ—ใŸ่™šๆ•ฐ็ฉบ้–“ใงใ‚ณใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใ ใจใ‰?!?ใ€ ็ใ—ใๆ–‘้ณฉใฎๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใใฃใŸๅฃฐใŒๆบใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใซใฏ็†่งฃไธ่ƒฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅ˜ๅˆ€็›ดๅ…ฅใซ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ‚ใจ2้€ฑ้–“ใปใฉใงไธ–็•Œใฏๆป…ใณใพใ™ใ€ ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ็•ฐๅค‰ใ‚’่ฆณๆธฌใ—ใŸ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใ€‚ ๅ‚˜ไธ‹ใฎๅ›ฝใ€…ใจใ€ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซ่ฆชไบคใฎใ‚ใฃใŸๅ›ฝใฎๅ…ƒ้ฆ–็ดšใฎ้ขใ€…ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใฎไผš่ญฐๅฎคใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็พๅœจ็ขบ่ชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ็•ฐๅค‰ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใฏใ‚......???ใ€ ้€”็ซฏใซใ€ๅฑžๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง้™ธ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใซไฝ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚„ๅ—้ƒจๅŸŸใ‚’ใปใผๆ‰€ๆœ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎ็›Ÿไธปใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณไปฃ่กจใ€ๅ‹ๅฅฝๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง้™ธๆœ€ๅคงๅ›ฝๅฎถๆฑ้ƒจๅŸŸใฎ่ฆ‡่€…ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๆฌกๆœŸ็š‡ๅธใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใปใผๅฐๅ›ฝใŒใฒใ—ใ‚ใๅŒ—้ƒจๅŸŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ”ฏไธ€ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝใฎๅงซๅทซๅฅณใ‚จใƒฌใƒŽใ‚ขใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้ก”ไธ€้ขใซ็–‘ๅ•็ฌฆใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใจใ„ใˆใฐๅฝ“็„ถใฎๅๅฟœใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ช‡ๅผตใงใ‚‚ๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚็พๅœจใงใ‚‚ๆ‹กๅคงไธญใฎ่ฌŽใฎ้œงโ€•โ€•็ง้”ใฏๆšซๅฎš็š„ใซใ“ใ‚Œใซใ€Ž ใใ‚Œใซไฝตใ›ใฆ็ฉบไธญใซใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใงใฎ้ณฅ็žฐๅ›ณใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใฃใฃใฃ?!?!ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‚’ๅฎŸๆ„ŸใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚้€”็ซฏใซ่‰ฒใ‚ใ็ซ‹ใคๅ„ๅ›ฝใฎๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…้”ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่™š้œงใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้˜ฒใๆ€ง่ณชใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็‰ฉ็†ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€ๅ‘ช่ก“ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใง็ขบ่ชใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ™ในใฆๅคฑๆ•—ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใฎ3ๅผทใŒๆ”พใคไธ‰่บซไธ€ไฝ“ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ(ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘จๅ‚ใซ่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฟใƒซใฎใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผ้‡ใฏๆœจๆ˜Ÿ็ดšๆƒ‘ๆ˜Ÿใงใ‚‚็ ดๅฃŠใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ็ ดๅฃŠๅŠ›ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„)ใงใ™ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„้‰„ๅฃใฎ้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใ (ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏๅ—ใ‘ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉ)ใ€ใ‚†ใˆใซ็พ็Šถใงใฏๆ‰“ใคๆ‰‹ใชใ—ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็ต่ซ–ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใซ้šฃๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆๅ›ฝใฎใ‚จใƒฌใƒŽใ‚ขใŒๆŒ™ๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ‚ฉใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚โ€œ็ขบ่ชใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใŸโ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎ่ฝŸ้Ÿณใจ้œ‡ๅ‹•ใ€ๅคฉใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใชๅ…‰ใฎๆŸฑใฎใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......?ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซๅฝผๅฅณใจใฏ้ข่ญ˜ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆญฃๅผใซๅ›ฝไธปใจใ—ใฆ้€ขใฃใŸใฎใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅˆใ‚ใฆใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใซ้€ขใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ‚ดใ‚ฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใงๅไน—ใ‚Šๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๆ‹›ๅพ…ใจๅ†ไผšใฏๅฝผๅฅณใซใจใฃใฆๆ™ดๅคฉใฎ้œน้‚ใ ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ็กฌใ„ใ€‚ ใŒใ€ๅ…ƒ้ฆ–็ดšไปฅๅค–ใฎๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ„ใ‹ใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ๅฆ‚ใๅ‘ไฟ—ใ‹ใคๅ‡กๆ„šใฎ่ผฉใŒใ€ๅคฉไธŠไบบใŸใ‚‹ๅงซๆง˜ใฎ็Ž‰้ก”ใ‚’ๆ‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎใŠๅฃฐใ‚’่€ณใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉ่จ€่ชž้“ๆ–ญใ€ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใใฎๅ ดใง็›ฎ็Ž‰ใ‚’ๆŠ‰ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€่€ณใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅƒๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็พๅœจใฏ็ซๆ€ฅใฎๅ ดๅˆใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸๆƒ…ใ‘ๆทฑใ„ๅงซๆง˜ใฎใŠๅฟ—ใ—ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็‰นๅˆฅใซๅˆ—ๅธญใ‚’่จฑใ™ใ“ใจใ€ๅŠชใ€…ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฌใ‚ˆใ†่‚ใซ้Š˜ใ˜ใฆใŠใ‘!ใ€ ใจใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹็„ก่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถ่จ€ใฃใฆใ›ใ„ใงใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซๅˆ—ๅธญ่€…ใŒๆญปไบบใฟใŸใ„ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€่ฉฑใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅบƒๅคงใชไผš่ญฐๅฎคใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซ็‚นๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ ใ€Œ......ใˆใƒผใจใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘็›ฎ็ซ‹ใค้จ’ใŽใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ค&ใ‚จใƒฉใƒผใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใชใ„ใจ็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใช่กŒ็‚บใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ไธ€ๆญฉ้–“้•ใˆใ‚‹ใจไธ€็™บใงใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใŒๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใชใซใ‹่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใชใ‚จใƒฌใƒŽใ‚ขใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ใƒˆใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ๅ„ๅ›ฝไปฃ่กจ่€…ใฎๅงฟใซโ€•โ€•ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใฏใ“ใฎ้›ฒโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใงใ—ใŸใ‹?ใŒๅŠใผใ™ๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ˜ใซ้œงใซ่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ......ไธ–็•Œใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏ็›ฎใ‚„ๅฃๅ…ƒใŒๅธธใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใจไฝตใ›ใฆใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๅทฎใ—่ฟซใฃใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้šฃใซใฏๅพŒ่ฆ‹ไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใฏไพๅพ“ใซๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใ‚‚ๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใŒใ€ใฏใซใ‹ใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใง่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅฐใ•ใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ“ใปใ‚“! ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใใ‚ŒใงๅฎŸ้š›ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒๆƒณๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ ่ญฐ้•ทใซใ—ใฆ่ฆช่ก›้šŠ็ท้•ทใŸใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ่ถ…็ตถ็พŽ้’ๅนดใ ใ‘ใฉๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ–ใฃใŸใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅธธๆ™‚ๅž‚ใ‚Œๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใซไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅ„ชใ—ใ’ใง็‰ฉ่…ฐใ‚‚ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช(ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆณๆธฌใซๅฏ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใจๅไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ“ใฎ้›ฒใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใฏ็‰ฉ่ณชใงใฏใชใใ€ไธ€็จฎใฎใ‚ทใƒผใƒซใƒ‰โ€•โ€•้ญ”่ก“้šœๅฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใŸใกใฏๅ„ใ€…่จณ็Ÿฅใ‚Š้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่…•็ต„ใฟใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ทใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ๅ†…้ƒจใฏไธ‰ๆฌกๅ…ƒ็ฉบ้–“ใจใฏ้š”็ตถใ—ใŸ่™šๆ•ฐ็ฉบ้–“ใซๆŽฅ็ถšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจๆŽจๆธฌใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใฏ้€†่กŒใ—ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒ”ใƒผใ‚‚่ฒ ใฎๆ€ง่ณชใ‚’ๆŒใคใŸใ‚ใ€็พๅœจใƒป้ŽๅŽปใƒปๆœชๆฅใฉใ“ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฌ้ ˜ๅŸŸใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€ใ€Žใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใง็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใซใ€Ž็•ฐไธ–็•Œใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๅ†ฅ็•Œใ€ใจใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆ็ตๆง‹ใงใ™ใ€ใจใ–ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ่ชฌๆ˜Žใซๅค‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใซๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸไบบใฏๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใพใ™ใพใ™่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’้™บใ—ใใ—ใฆใฎใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่ฟฝๆฑ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆณๆธฌใงใใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€็พๆฎต้šŽใงใฏ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ไธๅฏ้€†็š„ใฏๆญปใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€็”Ÿๅ‘ฝไฝ“ใจใ—ใฆๆดปๅ‹•ใงใใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจไปฎๅฎšใ—ใฆใ‚‚้–“้•ใ„ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏๅŒๆง˜ๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚‚็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆทฑๅˆปใชๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใจ่จ€่‘‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ€ไผš่ญฐๅฎคๅ…จไฝ“ใซใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅฏพ็ญ–ใฏใ€‚ๅฏพ็ญ–ใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ™ใŒใ‚Šใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้šฃใซใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅๆญฃๅผใซๆŒ™ๅผใ—ใŸๆ–ฐๅฆปใฎใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฝผใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พ็Šถใงใฏใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใŸใ ไธ€ใคใ€ๅนธใ„ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฏ3000ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใงๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€3000ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใ“ใฎ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‚’็ฎฑ่ˆŸใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใŒๆ™ดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงๅคงๅœฐใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ไบบๆ•ฐๅˆถ้™ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฑžๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€้ซ˜ใงใ‚‚10ไธ‡ไบบใ‚’็›ฎๅ‡ฆใซ็ท ใ‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้žๆƒ…ใชๆฑบๆ–ญใซใ€ๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใŒๅผทๅผตใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใ”ใจใฎไบบๆ•ฐใฎๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅฝ“ใฆใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงๆฑบใ‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใฎใงใ€ไบบ้ธใใฎไป–ใฏๅ„ๅ›ฝใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใซไฝตใ›ใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๆ—‹ๅ›žใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใง็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใฏ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไบบ้ธใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใใ†็ท ใ‚ใใใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ„ๅ›ฝใฎๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใŒๆ…Œใ—ใ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ€ๅ–งใ€…ๅ›‚ใ€…ใจ่ณชๅ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰้ž้›ฃใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฎๅฃ็ซใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไธญใ€ใ‚ใฆใŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅธญใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€ๅผทๅผตใฃใŸ้ก”ใงไฝ•ใ‹่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐใ•ใๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ“ใจใซใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ชๅคฑไธ–็ด€...ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ไธ–็•ŒใŒๆป…ใณใ€‚้ŽๅŽปใƒป็พๅœจใƒปๆœชๆฅใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใฃใŸๆ™‚้–“ใฎๆฆ‚ๅฟตใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๆ™‚ไปฃ......ใพใ•ใ‹......!ใ€
At first glance it looked like a white dome. Mist? Clouds? White smoke?... Anyway, an unidentified white lid covered the entire facsimile of the capital of the Eon Holy kingdom, known as the Dream Holy City. "Is it somewhere between and 0 kilometers in diameter? Drop the aerial garden to an altitude that is normally unlikely - if you do poorly, it could destroy the surface only because of changes in wind pressure and airflow, but this time it was decided with some readiness for damage because it is the case - check the ground conditions over the monitor between the thrones (control room). "That white cloud has a diameter of 52.654 kilometers right now. And we continue to expand." Among the demon generals gathered between the thrones, Zhou Jin (Susa), led by the Seven Hazards Star Beast (Shikikaseju), who excelled in the most exploratory and analytical abilities, explains the situation lightly. "What are your future damage predictions? Zhou Jin answers my query immediately without a moment's delay. "Assuming it expands at the same rate as it currently is, it swallows almost all of the Eon Holy Kingdoms in 46 hours and 52 seconds, and in about 359 hours - roughly 15 days it will cover and hide the planet. If you confine yourself to this continent only, it's like eight and a half days. The impact is unclear because the internal situation is unclear." "Can't you see clearly what's going on inside? "At this stage, all my means of observation, whether optical or magical, are played on the surface." I don't expect you to have the evil eye of a circumferential ginseng, also known as The Watchman and The Peeping Demon (Peeping Tom). "Well, it looks like Spotted Pigeons have stepped into active observation locally." Inspired by Zhou Jin, a colorful light ray (beam) began to shine towards the screen enclosing the Holy Capital, led by General [Yog-Sotos] Spotted Dove, with an observation capability comparable to or superior to Zhou Jin, a huge glowing multi-faceted crystal. "... infrared, ultraviolet, visible light, X-rays, high frequencies, electromagnetic waves, free electrons, all reflected - no, emitted almost 100 percent over the sky without attenuation. This is interesting, that all the energy released from any direction can converge in the same direction, does it also block the gravity a little bit? If you put a pulley on the boundary, it will turn naturally, and the permanent engine will be complete." Peripheral ginseng that delightfully narrows her eyes. "Impossible in the normal way of physical observation... If so, is it at last the hands of the Spotted Dove" "The back hand?" Whatever makes you guys stronger than my husband, why are you so smart as a matter of course and have drawers you don't know about?! Not anymore! "Yes, an observation using dimensional waves. Whatever it is, it's impossible to falsify that existence as long as it's in the three-dimensional world - whoa, looks like it's started." When he saw it, the light lit the tip of the tentacles that swung all over the body of the speckled dove, pointing simultaneously at the white curtain, while at the same time emitting the temperamental cry of the speckled dove's tear. "Dimensional Wave Blast Radiation Superstring Excitation Retraction Amplitude Gravity Wave - Fire! "Long! So what a lot of names?!" When I accidentally added the scratch, Zhou Jin explained it politely. "By forming a micro-black hole to instantly generate and accelerate anti-particles, the presence of the mule particles inverted in time, and interfering with the space itself to expand the dimension on the ray, it is possible to make observations that have jumped in time and space" "I see." I have no idea. The meaning of the words is unclear, but I only found out that they used awesome moves anyway. The emitted dimensional (abbreviated) gravitational waves are of course not visible to the naked eye, so they can only be blurry enough to wait for results. Before long, the giant monocular eye of the speckled dove glistened. "Thorough! What is this - a coating in an imaginary space isolated from three-dimensional space?!?" Rarely had the agitated voice of a speckled dove swayed, but at this point it was incomprehensible to me. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ So I'm going to go straight to the point, but in about two weeks, the world will be doomed. The day after I observed the anomaly of the Holy Kingdom. Using the transfer gates (teleporters), etc., I explained the current confirmed anomaly of the Eon Holy King in the conference room of Vacancy Red Jade Castle in front of the countries under the umbrella of Imperial Crimson, the Crimson Empire, who joined me in response to an urgent call, and the former heads of the countries where I had personal intimacy. "Ha......????? As soon as possible, King Levan's representative, the ally of the Free Alliance of Cres, who almost owns the Collard of the Amitian Republic and the southern region, located in the western part of the continent, where he belongs, Empress Oriana, the next emperor of the reigning Grawior Empire in the eastern part of the continent's largest nation, a friendly country, and Eleanor, the princess witch of the Cilento Nation, who was almost the only one to take part from the hissing northern part, raised a question mark on one side of her face at a time. Well, naturally, it would be a natural reaction. "This is not an exaggeration or a joke. The mysterious fog that is still expanding - which we tentatively named 'fog' - has continued to expand ever since, and has already broadened its scope with the momentum of approaching half the holy kingdom." This was accompanied by a real-time bird 's-eye view in the air. '- Huh?!?! I guess I could just feel the magnitude of things by looking at them with my own eyes. Participants from all over the country who are dying along the way. "This fog is of a nature that prevents all attacks. Physical attack, magic attack, spell attack We tried to confirm in every way, but it all ended in failure" Anyway, it is the defense of an iron wall that doesn't even accept a proton explosion of a biological bomb Musashi (Musashi), or a trinity attack emitted by the top three of Heavenly Life (Tengai), Spotted Pigeons (but also without clouds) (if you ask Zhoujin later, he said the total amount of energy was destructive enough to destroy even Jupiter-class planets) (although it seems to be flushing it out precisely), so as it stands, there is no hitter. And Eleanor, of the country of Cilento, stood up with his hands raised, adjacent to Aeon, who feared after hearing my explanation. "Um wow, Your Highness. Doesโ€œ attempted confirmation โ€mean yesterday's roar and tremor, a giant pillar of light rising in heaven, which we could not have seen from our nation's capital...? By the way, although I know her personally, this may be the first time I have officially met her as a national lord. When I met her before, I forgot to name her because I had a bit of a goth, but this invitation and reunion seemed like a sunny thunderbolt to her, somewhat stiff attitude. Well, before the meeting, Heavenly Father named Imperial Crimson and Chancellor of the Crimson Empire, against non-prime movers. "Okay. As vulgar and foolish as you are, you worship the ball-face of a heavenly princess, you hear her voice and other verbal discourses, if you are meant to be, you choose your eyeballs on the spot, you draw your ears a thousand times, but now it is a fire, and at the will of a pitiful princess, you must remember to allow a special row seat, and try not to forget! And I don't know if you're feeling any pressure because you said something unscrupulous... Or, overall, the fact that the row attendants look like dead people is a bit of a shock at the content of the story, or they're freaking out about the Necromancer Knight (Death Knight) and Reaper (Grimm Reaper) dotted all over the vast conference room. "... er, well, it's true that I made some noticeable noise, but I recognize it as a necessary act because nothing will turn out unless I repeat everything tries and errors" Well, one wrong step could have blown this world away in one shot. It was an eleanor to say something, but I looked around - to the appearance of the representatives of the countries who, fearing tobacco and at the same time, diverted my gaze - and I sighed and lowered my hips silently. "The problem was this cloud - was it 'daft fog'? effects. I guess it doesn't just mean you'll be covered in fog... the end of the world." Oriana, who usually has a spare look somewhere along with her eyes and mouth always smiling and feeling gentle, also opened her mouth with a pressing look just today. Next door is the guardian, so Grand Duke Estrada. Behind you, too, Christoph, mixed up with a samurai. I noticed my gaze, Christoph, and I waved slightly with a smile. "- Kohon! Your Highness, so what is actually envisaged? Prompted by Oriana, who deliberately coughed, the Capital of Life (Miko) moved forward on behalf of me, who corrected her posture. "I will answer that question, as chairman of Imperial Crimson of the Crimson Empire, and the General Commander of SS, Life Capital, will answer it." Instead of a heavenly lifetime of super beautiful youth but constantly drooling out pointy knife-like atmospheres from all over his body, the atmosphere in the conference room turned into something visibly relieved by the advent of the life capital, which is so gentle and so soft in substance (and an angel (Seraphim)). "First of all, if you stop by this observation, the identity of this cloud, named 'Idle Mist', is not matter, but a kind of shield - it's considered like a magic barrier" Each participant nods with a knowledgeable face or arms in a difficult face. "It is presumed that the interior of this shield is connected to an imaginary space that is isolated from the three-dimensional space. Because time is retrograde and entropy is negative, it is transformed into a realm that cannot be said to be anywhere in the present, past, or future." All the participants frowned with the 'I see, I don't know' face. The Life Capital felt that too, "You can easily think of 'different worlds' or 'underworld'," he turned into a cursory explanation. "So the person who was taken in by the 'mist' is dead? The pursuit of Oriana by making her expression more and more rude. "It's more than unobservable. At this stage, we can't say we're alive or dead. Irreversibility is not death, but it is not a mistake to assume that you are dead because you are unable to act as a life form." I don't think I understand what you're talking about, maybe half as well as I do, but from the look and words of a serious life capital, the twist spreads across the conference room expecting to be close to the worst. "... the measures. Are there no measures? King Collard looked me in the face and listened with a tempting eye. Next to it, Chloe, his new wife, who formally ceremonized the other day, sits with her eyes closed with a difficult face. I looked him in the eye and slowly opened my mouth. "As things stand, there's no way to stop 'Misty'. There is only one thing you can do, fortunately the height of the 'Idle Fog' is stable at about 3000 meters, so do you evacuate to a height of over 3000 meters? And then leave the earth with this aerial garden as an ark until the 'fog' clears? - However, let me limit the number of people. Prioritize your country and have a maximum of 100,000 people due." My ruthless decision is matched by a strong participant's face. "I'll let you decide on the number of people per country here, so I'll leave the candidates and the rest to each country. In conjunction with the spreading 'Idle Fog' for now, the aerial garden moves in a way that swirls around, so that it moves more and more as soon as the candidates are finished." In closing, participants from all over the country stood up in a hurry and began to turn off their blameless tantrums with loud questions. In the meantime, I didn't realize then that Oriana, sitting in the appreciated seat, contemplating something with a strong face, whined as small as if to tell herself. "Century of loss... it is the world that perishes. A time when the concept of time mixed with the past, present and future did not exist...... no way......!
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็งใŒใใฎๅญใซไผšใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€็ŸญๆœŸใƒใ‚คใƒˆใงๅœฐๅ…ƒใฎใ‚นใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใซๅ‹คใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ๆ —่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใซ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช่‚Œใ€ไธญๆ€ง็š„ใช้ก”็ซ‹ใกใซใ€็ทšใฎ็ดฐใ„ไฝ“ใ€‚ ็ถบ้บ—ใช็”ทใฎๅญใ ใชใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใฒใจ็›ฎใฟใฆใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใจใฃใใซไธญๅญฆใฏๅ’ๆฅญใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€็พๅœจใฏ้€šไฟกๆ•™่‚ฒใงๅคงๆคœใ‚’็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่€ณใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œ่บซ้•ทใจใ‹ใ€้ซชใฎ่‰ฒใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฏๅ˜ใซๆ „้คŠๅคฑ่ชฟใฎใ›ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†่‡ชๅ˜ฒใ—ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ€็งใฏๆœ€ๅˆๅ†—่ซ‡ใ ใจโ€•โ€•ใ“ใฎ็พไปฃ็คพไผšใงใใ‚“ใช็ญˆใชใ„ใจๆ นๆ‹ ใ‚‚็„กใๆ€ใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใ โ€•โ€•ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใใ‚ŒใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎใ“ใจใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€้šๅˆ†ใจๅพŒใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใ†็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคๅฎนๅงฟใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅญใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚คใƒˆไปฒ้–“ใฏไฝ•ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆ„›ๆƒณใ‚ˆใ็ญ”ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผใฎใใฃใ‘ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใจ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆœฌไบบใฏ้€†ใซ้ขๅ€’ใŒใชใใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†้ขจใงใ€้ฃ„ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€็งใฏ้€†ใซไฟ„็„ถ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใฎ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใใ€ๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใ€ๅธฐใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใชใฉใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใ‚‚ใŸใ„ใŒใ„ๅค‰ใชไบบใ ใญใˆใ€ ใŠ้‡‘ใŒใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆธ‹ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚’่ชฌใไผใ›ใฆๅธฐใ‚Š้š›ใ€่ช˜ใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ๅบ—โ€•โ€•ใŠ้‡‘ใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅฝผใฏไธ€็•ชๅฎ‰ใ„ใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๆณจๆ–‡ใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ใงใ€้ขใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ็งใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคงๆŠต็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใซใฏ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚็งใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๅ›ใฟใŸใ„ใซ่‹ฅใ„ใฎใซ้”่ฆณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไบบใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒ็Œซใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎๅ…ธๅž‹ใ ใญใ‡ๅ›ใฏใ€‚ใพใ‚ใใฎใƒใ‚คใ‚ฟใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€ๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’่ฉ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Š็•™ใ‚็›ฎใ‚‚ใชใ„่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸ(ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็งใŒไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใŒ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใ€‚ ไธก่ฆชใ‚’ไบกใใ—ใฆไธ€ไบบๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎใ‚นใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใซใฏ่บซๅ…ƒไฟ่จผไบบใฎๅฃๅˆฉใใง2ๅนดๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใ‚คใƒˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ไผ‘ใฟใฎๆ—ฅใฏๅ›ณๆ›ธ้คจใงๅคงๆคœใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ่ถฃๅ‘ณใฏใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใชใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซใ‚ชใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใช็”Ÿๆดปใญ~ใ€ ใ€Œใปใฃใจใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซไปฎ้ขใ‚’ใ‹ใถใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒใƒƒใƒˆใฎๆ–นใŒใ€ไบบ้–“้–ขไฟ‚ใฎใ‚ใšใ‚‰ใ‚ใ—ใ•ใŒใชใ„ๅˆ†ใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใ ใ—ใญใ€ ใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅธฐใ‚Š้š›ใซ็„ก็†ใซ่ช˜ใฃใŸใฎใฏ็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใฎๅˆ†ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏ้ ‘ใจใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸ่ฒธใ—ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใฏๅคงๅซŒใ„ใงใญใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆ†ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆ‰•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใ€่ฒธใ—ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„็งใŒ่ช˜ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆใซใ“ใฃใกใซๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใญใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใงๅฝผใฏๆ–ญ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใฉใ‚“ใชๅ ดๅˆใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒ็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซๅ„ชไฝใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ”ใจใซใ€็งใŸใกใฏๅธฐใ‚Š้š›ใซใŠ่Œถใจ้›‘่ซ‡ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใ (ใพใ‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใŸใฎใฏ็งใฎใปใ†ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝผใ‚‚ไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅซŒใŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†)ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใŠ้‡‘ใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝผใฎๆ‡ใ‚’่€ƒๆ…ฎใ—ใฆใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใ‚ณใƒณใƒ“ใƒ‹ใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒ’ใƒผใจใ‹ใ€ๅ…ฌๅœ’ใฎใƒ™ใƒณใƒใง็ผถใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใจใ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ไฝ•ๅ›žใ‹่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใจๅฝผใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†่ฃ•็ฆใงใ€็คพไผš็š„ๅœฐไฝใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ไธก่ฆชใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅฏๆ„›ใŒใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€10ๆญณใซใชใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซไบ‹ๆ•…ใงใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅ„ชใ—ใ„็ฅ–็ˆถๆฏใ‚„่ฆชๆˆšใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ฆช้กž็ธ่€…ใŒใ€ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใฃใฆไธก่ฆชใฎๅฎถๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ€่ฒก็”ฃๅ…จใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใฎ็†ๅฑˆใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๅฅชใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใญใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅพŒ่ฆ‹ไบบใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚‹ใ€ไธ€ใคๅนดไธŠใฎๅพ“ๅ…„ๅผŸใŒใ„ใ‚‹ไผฏ็ˆถๅคซๅฉฆใฎๅฎถใซๅผ•ใๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ‚ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‚‹่ฉฑใงใ€่‚‰ไฝ“็š„็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใช่™ๅพ…ใงใญใˆใ€‚13ๆญณใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใดใŸใ‚Šใจ่บซ้•ทใ‚‚ไผธใณใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใใชใใชใฃใฆใ€ๅญฆๆ กใ‚„่ญฆๅฏŸใจใ‹ใซใ‚‚่จดใˆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปๅญไพ›ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€็คพไผš็š„ๅœฐไฝใ‚‚ๅœฐๅŸŸใฎๅ่ช‰ใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ไผฏ็ˆถใจใงใฏใ€่กŒๆ”ฟใ‚‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใ‚’่žใใ‹ใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใงใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่™ๅพ…ใ‚‚ใชใŠใ•ใ‚‰้…ทใใชใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏไธ€ใคๅนดไธŠใฎๅพ“ๅ…„ๅผŸใงใญใ€‚ไธญๅญฆใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฒๆฐ—ใฅใใ ใ‚ใ†? ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ”่ฆงใฎ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใชใฎใงใญใ€่‚‰ไฝ“็š„็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใช่™ๅพ…ใซๅŠ ใˆใฆๆ€ง็š„่™ๅพ…ใ‚‚ใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚่ฒก็”ฃใ‚„ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ็„ก็Ÿฅใ ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ€ใจใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณ่‡ชๆฅญ่‡ชๅพ—ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใฎ่บซใจๅ‘ฝใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๅฎˆใ‚‰ใชใใ‚ƒใจใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใชใๅฎถๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ๅถ็„ถใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใƒฏใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใซๆ‹พใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ•ใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†่™ๅพ…ใจใ‹ๆšดๅŠ›ใจใ‹็คพไผšๅ•้กŒใซใชใฃใฆใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆƒจใ‚ใ ใจใ‹ไธๅนธใ ใจใ‹ใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ไธ–ใฎไธญใซใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใ้›ฃ็—…ใฎไบบใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ›ใฐ7ๅ‰ฒ่ฟ‘ใใŒใ€ใใฎๆ—ฅ้ฃฒใ‚€ๆฐดใซใ‚‚่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅˆฅใซ่ฆชๆˆšใ‚„ไผฏ็ˆถใŒใ“ใจใ•ใ‚‰ๆ‚ชไบบใ ใฃใŸใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใชใใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–ใฎไธญใซใฏๅšๆ„›ใ‚„็„ก็งใฎๆ„›ใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ€ไบบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ƒฝๅˆใฎใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่€ƒใˆใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ็”˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅ–„ไบบใจใ‹ๆ‚ชไบบใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช? ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€ไธก่ฆชใŒๆญปใฌใพใงใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅ–„ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ„ใพใงใ‚‚ไป–ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฟใ‚Œใฐๅ–„ไบบใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’้”่ฆณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚็š„ๅค–ใ‚Œใงใญใ€‚ๅ˜ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่‡†็—…ใชใ ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็จ‹ใชใใ—ใฆๅฝผใฏใ‚ใฃใ‘ใชใไบ‹ๆ•…ใงไบกใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ€็จ‹ใชใใ—ใฆๅฝผใŒใ‚ˆใ้Šใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚‚็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจไผš็คพใจใ—ใฆใฏ5ๅนดใ‚’็›ฎๅ‡ฆใซ้‹ๅ–ถใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฎใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ้›ขใ‚Œใงๅปƒๆญขใ‚’ๆฑบๅฎšใ—ใŸใจใ‹ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ€ใƒใƒƒใƒˆใฎๆ›ธใ่พผใฟใง่ชญใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎ่‘ฌๅ„€ใŒ่กŒใชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่‘ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงไบ‹ๆ•…ใ‹ใ‚‰1ๅนดๅพŒใฎไปŠๆ—ฅใ€็งใฏๅฝผใฎไบ‹ๆ•…็พๅ ดใซๅฝผใŒๅฅฝใใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ตคใ„่–”่–‡ใฎ่ŠฑๆŸใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใใฃใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่–”่–‡ใฏๅฅฝใใ ใญใ‡ใ€็‰นใซ่ตค่–”่–‡ใฏใ€‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใจใ‹ใงใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใƒ–ใƒ‰ใ‚ฆ็•‘ใซใฏ่–”่–‡ใ‚’ๆคใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚่–”่–‡ใฃใฆ็—…ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ”ใๅผฑใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€ๅ…ˆใซ็—…ๆฐ—ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฎ่ญฆๅ ฑไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅผฑใ„ใฎใซๆฃ˜ใง่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๅฅๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใ“ใใŒ่–”่–‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ŸฅใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใชๅ›ใฏใ€‚่ตคใ„่–”่–‡ใฎ่Šฑ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€Žๆƒ…็†ฑใ€ใ€Žๆ„›ๆƒ…ใ€ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ๅ›ใฏๅฃใงใฏๆ„›ใชใ‚“ใฆไฟกใ˜ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏไฟกใ˜ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช? ใใ‚Œใฎ็ญ”ใˆใฏใ‚‚ใ†่žใ‘ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็งใฏๅ›ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚
I met the kid when I worked for a local supermarket on a short-term job. Is it like junior high? Bright white skin on chestnut hair, neutral face, thin body of lines. Beautiful boy, at first glance. I doubted my ears when I was told later that I had recently graduated from secondary school and was currently seeking a major examination in telecommunications education. "Height, hair color, it's just malnutrition." When I first joked about the words I said with such mockery - I had no basis in this modern society for assuming that it should not be - it was not long after I found out that apparently it was true. He was such a prominent looking kid that he had a number of part-time buddies who spoke with interest, but while lovingly answering, he felt somewhat intimate to the way he was drawing the line somewhere, and no one was ever more aggressive to speak to him, but he was floating in the opposite wind that he was no longer bothered. Well, on the contrary, I was interested in talking more and more when I was free, on my lunch break, on my way home, etc. "You're weird, too." Because the money was wasted, and when I convinced him to go home reluctantly, the fast food store I invited him to - as the saying goes, he ordered the cheapest set - and I twisted my neck when he told me to face it. "- Right?" "That's right. Most of the time I read the air and it's not close to me, but hey." "Uh-huh, maybe when they say that, but I'm interested. Because there's no one around me who's as young as you and yet obsessed with it." "It's typical to kill a curiosity cat. You are. Well, in a way, I appreciate that vitality." Then we talked about it with no reticence either (or even though it was a pattern where I asked the question unilaterally and he answered it in a nasty way). Being alone with the loss of my parents. That I've been working part-time in that supermarket for two years at the mouth of an identity guarantor. Must be studying for a big exam in the library on the day off. My hobby is that it's an online game. "Hmm, that's a brilliant nerdy life." "Leave me alone, we're wearing each other's masks. The internet's easier for us to do without the slightest hint of a relationship." I told him that story and it was from me that I forced him to invite him home, so I tried to pay for his share with him, but I couldn't get him to accept all this stubbornly. "I hate these loans. I'll pay for myself." "Nothing. To this extent, I don't think I owe it either. Mostly because I asked you out, don't you owe me one first? "You're not," he affirmed in a cold tone somewhere. "In any case, it's better to give money a spiritual advantage." Every opportunity we had since, we enjoyed tea and chatting on our way home (well, maybe I was the only one who enjoyed it, but he didn't hate it because he dated me, too). Considering his nostalgia of having no money though, it was convenience store coffee every time, or can juice on a park bench. As I talked to him a few times, I gradually saw his private parts as well. "Well, I was so wealthy when I was born, and my parents with social status adored me, but before I turned , I was lightly in an accident." "I guess it wasn't long after that. A kindred relative who thought he was a sweet grandparent or relative wanted to stop by and take away his parents' house and property." "So, I was eventually taken to the house of my uncle and his wife, who have one older cousin, and then this is a common story, and it's not a physical and mental abuse. I haven't even grown tall since I was ." "I just couldn't stand it, and I even complained to the school and the police and stuff, well... it's obvious which way the administration listens, not least with my uncle, who has more social status and community honor than the kids say. And then the abuse got worse." "There's only one older cousin who came here. When you're in middle school, you'll notice the color, right? So, as you can see, in addition to physical and mental abuse, sexual abuse is starting to add up." "Well, I was ignorant about my fortune and stuff, and I deserved it in a way, but at the end of the day, I had to protect myself and my life." "I ran away from home and the caseworker picked me up by accident. Sometimes these days, it's been such abuse, violence and social problems, and I think it feels like they're taking me to a shelter and I'm still here." "Oh, I don't think I'm miserable or unhappy, there are people in the world who are born with difficulty, and if you look around the world, nearly % of them struggle with the water they drink that day." "Yeah, nothing. I don't think my relatives or uncle were all bad guys. There is no fraternity or selfless love in this world, I guess it was sweet of me to expect people to think and act like they were convenient." "Or is there a good guy or a bad guy? Until my parents died that day, they were good men to me, and they must still be good men from other people." "That's why you said you were obsessed with me. I'm just a coward." Before long, he died in an accident. After that, they also finished the online game that he was playing a lot in no time. Originally, as a company, I ran it for five years, but I managed to read in online writing about the recent decision to abolish online gaming away. I don't know if his funeral took place or where it was buried. So today, a year after the accident, I put down a bouquet of red roses that I said I liked him at his accident scene and gently put my hands together. "I like roses, especially red roses. You know, they plant roses in vineyards that make wine in France or something. Because roses are so vulnerable to disease, hey, they've been doing that for a long time instead of alerting me about whether or not they can get sick first. Aren't you healthy trying to protect yourself with thorns even though you're so weak? That's what he was like as a rose. I guess you knew. Red rose flower words are 'passion' and 'affection'. You said you don't believe in love with your mouth, but you really wanted to, didn't you? I can't hear the answer to that anymore, but I loved you.
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่–„ๆš—ใ„ๅœฐไธ‹้“ใ‚’ๆ•ฐไบบใฎๆญฆๅฎ˜ใŸใกใซๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ•ใ‚Œใ€่บซๅˆ†ๅ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌๅฃฎๅนดใฎ็”ทใจใ€20ๅฐๅŠใฐใฎ้’ๅนดใจใŒๆฏใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€ๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šๆ—ฉ่ถณใง่ตฐใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๆ€ฅใŽใใ ใ•ใ„้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ้ฆ–้ƒฝ้ƒŠๅค–ใฎๅฑฑๅฐๅฑ‹ใซๅ‡บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๅพŒใƒใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃๅ…ฌ็ˆตใฎๅ…ƒใซ่บซใ‚’้š ใ—ใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใ‹่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€้€†่ณŠใจๅŒ–็‰ฉใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆŽƒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚„้€†่ณŠใฉใ‚‚ใซใชใฉใใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๅฟ…ใšใ‚„ไฝ™ใฎๆ‰‹ใงๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใž!ใ€ ๅฃฎๅนดใฎโ€•โ€•้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏๆ‚ชใใฏใชใ„ใŒโ€•โ€•ใฉใ“ใจใชใ่ฆ‡ๆฐ—ใซไนใ—ใ„็”ทใŒใ€ๅฐ็ฎฑใ‚’ๅคงไบ‹ใใ†ใซๆŠฑใˆใŸใพใพๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ™็ˆถไธŠใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒ่ชฐใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‹็›ฎใซใ‚‚ใฎ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฉใ‚‚ใซใ‚‚ๅข—ใ—ใฆ่…น็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ„ใฎใฏๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใงใ™! ็ˆถไธŠใฎๆฒปไธ–ใง่ฑŠใ‹ใช็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’่ฌณๆญŒใ—ใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€่ปขใ—ใฆๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚’้ž้›ฃใ—ๆšดๅพ’ใจๅŒ–ใ™ใจใฏโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎๅฟ˜ๆฉใฎ็ซไบ‹ๅ ดๆณฅๆฃ’ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚!ใ€ ้’ๅนดใฎๆ–นใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ้œฒ้ชจใซใ€ใŽใ‚‰ใŽใ‚‰ใจใ—ใŸๆ€จใฟใฎ็‚Žใ‚’็žณใซ็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ๅนธใ„ใ“ใฎ้€š่ทฏใฏ็Ž‹ๆ—ไปฅๅค–ใฎ้™ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใ—ใ‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใŸๅŸŽๅดใฎๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‚‚ๅกžใ„ใงใŠใใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใพใšใฏไธ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ‹ใจใ€ ๆญฆๅฎ˜ใฎใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใใฎ็”ทโ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ็พๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ไธ€็žฌ่บŠ่บ‡ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€็Ž‹ๅฎฎใซใฏใพใ ๆฏๅญใ‚„ๅจ˜ใ€ใใ‚ŒใซๅฆƒใŸใกใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚€ใ‚’ๅพ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚้€ฃใ‚Œ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใ‘ใฐไบบ็›ฎใซใ‚‚ใคใใพใ™ใ—ใ€่„ฑๅ‡บใซใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—็พๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŸใ‚‹็ˆถไธŠใจๆฌกๆœŸๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŸใ‚‹็งใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใใฎๅ›ฝ็’ฝใ•ใˆใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฏๅฎ‰ๆณฐใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚็Ž‹ๆ—ใ€็Š ็‰ฒใฏ่ฆšๆ‚ŸใฎไธŠใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆ–ญๅ›บใจใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใง้’ๅนดโ€•โ€•็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅญใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆฌกๆœŸ็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๆจฉ็ฌฌไธ€ไฝใฎๆฏๅญใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅฐ็ฎฑใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Š้ป™ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ่ถณ้Ÿณใ ใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅœฐไธ‹้“ใซใ€ๅฐใ•ใชๅญไพ›ใŒ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใฎ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ€ใชใซๅฅด?!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใฎใ—ใŸๆ–นๅ‘โ€•โ€•้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใฎ้—‡ใธใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ไธ€ๅŒใ€‚ ใ‚„ใŒใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒณใƒ†ใƒฉโ€•โ€•ใƒญใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚ฏใงใฏใชใใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๆ˜Žใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’็ฏใ™้ญ”ๅฐŽๅ…ทใชใฎใงใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„โ€•โ€•ใฎๅ…‰ใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒๅ†…ใซใ€่–”่–‡ใ‚’ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ้ป’ใฎ่ฑชๅฅขใชใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸใ€ใ„ใพใ ใ‚ใฉใ‘ใชใ•ใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ๅฎนๅงฟใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใปใฉใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€่ตค่‰ฒใฎ้Žงใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—้ก”ใฎไธŠๅŠๅˆ†ใซ้ฌผ้ขใฎ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ๅ ด้•ใ„ใช้—–ๅ…ฅ่€…ใซใ€ไธ€็žฌใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅนฝ้œŠใ‹็ฒพ้œŠใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹? 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ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎใ•ใฃใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ€ใ€Žๅธๅ›ฝใ‹่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ใ€ใฃใฆๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’ใƒ€ใƒ–ใƒซใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใƒ€ใƒผใƒ‰ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏใใ‚“ใช่จ€่‘‰ใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅœŸไธ‹ๅบงใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅฐ็ฎฑใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใƒ! ใ“ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝ็’ฝใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏใ‚ชใƒŒใ‚ทใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ใ ใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ๆถ™ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๆฏ’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใŠๆ‰‹ไธŠใ’ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ใคใงๅ›ฝใŒใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅพŒใงใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ใซใงใ‚‚ๆธกใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใซใฏไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช? ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๅฐ็ฎฑใ‚’ใคใพๅ…ˆใง่ปฝใ่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒƒใƒใ—ใฆ่ƒŒไธญใฎใƒใ‚ทใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆใซๅŽ็ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ไฝ™ใฎๅ‘ฝใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๅœฐ้ขใซ้กใ‚’ใ“ใ™ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใ‹ใคๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็จ€ไบบใซ็งปใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ€ŽๅงซใซใŠไปปใ›ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใƒžใ‚ทใชไบบ็‰ฉใจ่žใ„ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœŸๅพ…ใฏใšใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๅ‘ๅฑˆใ ใจไธ€ๅ‘จๅ›žใฃใฆใ‹ใˆใฃใฆๆธ…ๆธ…ใ—ใ„ใญใˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ็ขบใ‹ใซๅ›ฝ็’ฝใฎใปใ†ใŒใ‚ˆใปใฉๅ€คๆ‰“ใกใƒขใƒŽใ ใ‚ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚่บซใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใ€ใ†ใ‚ใ”ใจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŠฉๅ‘ฝใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๅ‘†ใ‚Œใจ่”‘ใฟใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ—ใŸ็”Ÿๆš–ใ‹ใ„่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ“ใฎๅ ดใง้ฆ–็ดšใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ไพกๅ€คใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ—ใ€็งใจใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠใฃใ€ใŠใŠใŠ......!!ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ้ก”ใŒๅธŒๆœ›ใซ่ผใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใฎใงใ€ๅพŒใฎใ“ใจใฏใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไบบ้–“ใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใจใฏๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใŒใฉใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ›ใฏๅ–„ๆ”ฟใงๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆฒปใ‚ใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซ่ฑŠใ‹ใช็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’่ฌณๆญŒใ•ใ›ใŸใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชๅ–œใ‚“ใงๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ•ใ€ ็ถšใ‘ใฆใฎๆญปๅˆ‘ๅฎฃๅ‘Šใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„่จ€่‘‰ใซๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ้ก”ใŒ็ตถๆœ›ใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็จ€ไบบใซใใฎ่ฅŸ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใ€้ง„ใ€…ใฃๅญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆถ™ใจๅ”พใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€• ใใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซๅฟœใˆใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆทกใ„ๅ…‰ใฎ็ฒ’ๅญใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ€ใใฎๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซ้›†ใพใ‚Š้‡‘่‰ฒใฎ้จŽๅฃซใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใ„ใ€ใŠๅ‘ผใณใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ๅงซใ€ ไธ€็คผใ™ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ณใƒฌ็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ‰ใฎๅบƒๅ ดใซๆฃ„ใฆใจใ„ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ‡บๅฃใฏๅกžใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใถใกๆŠœใ„ใฆๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใจ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใซใ‚ณใƒฌใฎๅง‹ๆœซใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ็”Ÿใ‚ดใƒŸใฎๅง‹ๆœซใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใ•ใจๅฃ่ชฟใจใงใ€ใ˜ใŸใฐใŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ™็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฏๅ†ๅบฆไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€็จ€ไบบใซๆ›ฟใ‚ใฃใฆ่ฅŸ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใ€ใšใ‚Šใšใ‚Šใจ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซๅผ•ใๆ‘บใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใƒผใฃใ€ใ‚ˆใ€ไฝ™ใŒใชใซใ‚’ใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ™ใงใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅœฐไธ‹้“ใฎๅฝผๆ–นใธๆถˆใˆๅŽปใฃใŸๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซใใ†็ญ”ใˆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ้ป™็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใกๅฐฝใใ™็จ€ไบบใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๆœ€ๆœŸใพใงๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅญใ‚‚ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚้ƒจไธ‹ใงใ•ใˆๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅ–œใถในใใ‹ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚€ในใใ‹ใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ็ตๆžœใŒๅ…จใฆใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆญฆๅฎ˜ใŸใกใจ็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅญใฎ้บไฝ“ใŒ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๅœฐไธ‹้€š่ทฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใ€็จ€ไบบใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใใ‚Œใซ็ญ”ใˆใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็งใฏใ“ใฎๅˆคๅญใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ใซๆธกใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€็›ธๅฝ“ๅซŒใŒใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใใฎ้–“ใซ้‡Žๆšฎ็”จใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏ9ๅ‰ฒๆ–น็‰‡ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€ ็„ก่จ€ใง้ ทใ„ใŸ็จ€ไบบใฏใ€็œŸใฃ็›ดใ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎๆ–นใธใจๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏ่บซใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใจๆฅใŸ้“ใ‚’ๆˆปใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚
Led by several martial arts officers through the dim basement, a magnificent man of no less stature and a young man of mid killed his breath and continued to run as fast as he could. "Hurry up, Your Majesty, if we can get out of here, we can get out to the mountain hut outside the capital. After that, hide yourself in the presence of the Duke of Baldi and, with the help of the Empire or the Holy King, sweep away the rebels and the monsters from the country." "Wow, I know. What would give this country to such demons and traitors? Make sure you get it back with the rest of your hands! A man of magnificent age - not looking bad, but somewhat lacking in hegemony - murmured so abominably with his little box in his arms looking important. "Of course, Father. Let me show you who this country belongs to. Nevertheless, it is the people who are angry with the demons for more! I didn't expect you to blame us and turn us into thugs while singing about your rich life in your father's reign - those ungrateful fireplace thieves! The youngster was burning more blatantly, a flame of bitter resentment in his eyes. "Exactly. Fortunately, only a limited number of non-royal people know this passage exists. I also blocked the entrance and exit on the castle side, so I thought I'd feel safe first." In the words of the samurai, the man - the present king of the kingdom of Amitia - gave a hesitant expression for a moment. "... but the royal palace still had sons, daughters, and queens." "I have to. Walk with them and they'll be visible, and it'll take time to get out. But the kingdom of Amitia is safe with the father of the present king and the next king, me, and more importantly, the kingdom of Amitia. They are royalty, too, and sacrifice will be ready." In a resolute tone, the young man - made first prince, told by his next first son in the right to inherit the throne, the king opened his eyes and silenced himself in the small box in his hand. And, as soon as that happened, there was a lovely clapping noise in the basement where only their footsteps could stand. "- Hey, what guy?!" We stopped in a hurry, pulled out our swords and clapped in the direction - together we turned back to the darkness in the direction of progress. Eventually, within the confines of the light of the cantera they hold - which is quite bright because it is not a candle, but a magical light - a girl, dressed in a luxurious black dress with roses, with a figure that remains unobtrusive yet terribly beautiful, appeared with a swordsman equipped with red armor and a mask (mask) on the top half of her face. To too many out of place intruders, for a moment, isn't this a ghost or a spirit? and doubts arose in the minds of all, but the girl opened her mouth in a bright and hazy manner, without taking into account such a common perplexity. "Nice and splendid. That's right, you're royal. You have to take responsibility. Naturally, you're prepared to do that, because you said so yourself." That's what I said, put your arms together. Yeah, yeah, nod. "Who are you?! Why are you in this place?!?" After glancing at the first prince, who asked sharply, with a chilling glance for a moment, the girl bowed (Cartesy) with an elegant trick. "My name is Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), and I am the lord of Imperial Crimson, the demon kingdom. I'll be the first to see you all. - So, goodbye." "Become... Why is Imperial Crimson taking this way out...? Among the voiceless ones, the first prince drowned out the question. "Come on? It won't make sense for you to know you're gone." And the samurai, who remembered their part in the word, put up their swords, and slew them unto Scarlet Snow. A red knight with a long sword pulled out stands in front of him and tries to intercept this. Nevertheless, the narrow tunnels, the attacks carried out from multiple directions, will not be judged, yes, the martial officers who were convinced of their victory... "Summer blizzard (Kasmivbuki)" At the same time that a man called a rare man stepped in, his appearance seemed divisive in many ways, and at the same time the eyes of the martial officers were stunned to open. "That move!!" "Oh, you are -!?" "No way, my lord..." A moment of staggering. And at the same time as the rare walked out, the martial officers fell with no one left but blood smoke. "Hi-no-no!!" The rare man sighed and flashed his sword at the ugliness of the First Prince, who screamed without holding the sword and tried to escape from the spot without shame or hearsay. The sword flashes cleaved the darkness, and something heavy sounded rolling. Scarlet Snow shook her head, "Oh man," as she slipped back and couldn't move, approaching the position facing the king rather than just staying alone... "What you're saying and what you're doing is falling apart. Even about Prince Achill. Attracting an outpatient consortium with our country? So what were your words just now, not the same thing as' empire or holy kingdom's hand '? That's what they call double standards." But I guess the king hasn't heard those words. I sat down and offered him a small box I had in my hand, "Ha, help me. No! I'll give you this national seal. Now this country belongs to Onusi. So please..." Plead in tears. Scarlet Snow raised her hands to the wind of soaking up with a look that was detoxified by the way it looked. "I don't think it's going to matter what happens to the country with one of these judges. Well, if I give it to you later, Collard, can I use it for some sort of hatchet? I'll get it for now." That's what I said, I kicked the little box up gently with my toes, caught it and stored it in my back pochette. "... this, please, all the rest of your life" From the king rubbing his forehead on the ground with that said, Scarlet Snow shifted his chilly and subtly bewildered gaze to a rare man, but shrugged his shoulders and sighed in the wind of 'I leave it to the princess'. "I heard you were about to be a better person, but you know, you fell short of expectations... and no, it's pretty clean to go around and be so despicable. - This is definitely more valuable than a national seal." I shudder my shoulders, doing a raw, warm gaze that blends disdain and disdain at the appearance of a king who trembles and repeats his life like every wow. "Okay, it doesn't look like it's worth taking the lead on this one, and me and Imperial Crimson aren't gonna do anything about it." "- Whoa, whoa...!!" The king's face gleamed in hope at the words. "... so I'll leave the rest to the people of this country. I'm going to take you to the square in front of the royal palace, so how will the people judge the rest... Well, you ruled the country with good governance and let the people sing abundant life, so they'll all be happy to accept you." The king's face stains with despair in words equal to the ensuing death sentence, shaking his head to do no good and trying to back off the spot, but the rare man grabs his collar and tries to escape its hand by weeping and spitting like a wasting child. "You can't look at it. - Tendai." In response to that call, a particle of light flew from the chest of scarlet snow, gathered beside it and turned it into a golden knight. "- Yes, are you calling, Princess?" Towards the Heavenly Life of Praise, "I'm sorry, but leave it in the square in front of the Royal Palace - oh, the exit seems blocked, so I don't mind bumping out where it's appropriate. Can you also explain to the citizens who are gathering together to make this happen? Scarlet snow gives away a shivering king with the uneasiness and tone of asking for the beginning and end of raw garbage. "Yes, sir." Heavenly gives thanks again, replacing him with a rare man and grabbing his collar, pulling him aside unwrought. "Yes, no then, uh, what else did you do? - Whoa!!!" "I didn't do anything, so it's not the result? That's how Scarlet Snow answered the king, who can't even hear him already, but disappeared across the tunnel, and did his gaze at the rare man who stood silently. "... you didn't seem to notice until the end, neither the First Prince nor the King. Even my men noticed." "... should I be happy or sad, it's a subtlety, but this is the result of it all" The martial officers and the body of the first prince looked around the rolling underground passage, and the rare man answered it in a tone that did not matter, waving a long sword (Augustroke) in his hand, wiping the bloodshed and putting it in the sheath. "Then I'll give this verdict to you, Collard. - Well, I don't think he likes it." Scarlet Snow laughs in imagination of the sight. "Then I'll be ready for the wild in the meantime." "Hmm, well, we've cleared up % of the way over here, and you just need to take your time." The rare man, who nodded silently, proceeded straight to the royal palace, and Scarlet Snow, who dropped it off, turned himself over and began to return the way he had originally come.
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ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใๅฑฑ็ฑ ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ1้€ฑ้–“ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌ้ƒจใ€‚ ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸDใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌ(ใคใ„ๅ…ˆใ”ใ‚Dใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใธๆ˜‡ๆ ผใ—ใŸ)ใฏใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทๅฎคใงใ€2~3ๅบฆ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๆœ€้ซ˜่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใจใ€1ๅบฆใ ใ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ป’้ซชใฎ็พŽๅงซโ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝๅ›ฝไธปใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้žไบบ้–“็จฎๆ—ใฎๅฎŸ่ณช็š„็ฅžใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ๅธ่ก€ๅงซโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ๆฐ—ๆญปๅฏธๅ‰ใซ่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎ้›‘่ซ‡ใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎใ–ใฃใใฐใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชไบบๆŸ„ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚ŠใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใชใปใฉใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใง่จŠใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใŒใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅฅดใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๆ•ใพใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚ใŠๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใชใซใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†่ณชๅ•ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใŒๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œๅฑฑ็ฏญใ‚Š?ใ€ใ€ ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซๆƒใฃใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใจใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ๆ˜”ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎ......ใชใซใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใจใ‹......่žใ„ใฆใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ่‡ช่บซ็„กใ’ใชใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใŒใฝใ‚“!ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใ‹! ไฟบใฎ่‡ชไฝœใฎไฟฎ่กŒๅ ดใ ใŒใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซไธ€ไบบใง่กŒใฃใŸใฎใ‹? 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ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใธใฃ......? ใ‚ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ญใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚ขใƒƒ!!ใ€ ้›„ๅซใณใ‚’็™บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šๆžœใฆใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฃ!? ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ค?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒ›ใ‚ฆใƒ›ใ‚ฆใƒ›โ€•โ€•ใƒƒ!!ใ€ ๅฟ…่‡ณใซๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๆป…่Œถ่‹ฆ่Œถใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ค! ๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒซใƒซใƒซใƒซใƒซใƒƒ!!ใ€ ใ‚ปใ‚ชใƒชใƒผใ‚‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆšด้ขจใฟใŸใ„ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ€่‡ชๆ…ขใฎใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใซใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ใ„ใ‚ใ›ใฆ้ฟใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ ใŒใ€ใพใฃใŸใๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใถใ‚“ๆฎดใฃใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใซใ€ ใ€Œ้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใ„ใ€ ใฝใคใ‚Šๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸ็œŸ็ ใฎๆ‰‹ๅˆ€ใŒใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’่ทณใญ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใƒผใฃใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใชใ! ไน…ใ€…ใซๆœจใฎๅฎŸใ‚„็”Ÿใฎ่‚‰ไปฅๅค–ใฎใ‚‚ใฎ้ฃŸใ†ใœใ€ ๅœฐในใŸใซ่ƒกๅใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆใ€ใƒใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใฎไธญ่บซโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใŒๆ€ฅ้ฝ็”จๆ„ใ—ใŸใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚คใƒƒใƒโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ€ๅ†ฌ็œ ๅ‰ใฎ็†ŠใฟใŸใ„ใซใƒขใƒชใƒขใƒช้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚่บซไฝ“ใฏไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Š็ดฐใใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅˆ†ๅฏ†ๅบฆใŒๅข—ใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅธซๅŒ ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไฟฎ่กŒใซ็†ฑใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใŽใŸใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ไฟฎ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‚ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ๆฑบใพใ‚Šๆ‚ชใ’ใซ็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฝ ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฃใฆใ‚ใฃใกใ“ใฃใก็ฝ ใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚‚่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅ‹•ใใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใกใพใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฃใฆไฟฎ่กŒใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅ˜ใซ้‡Ž็”ŸๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใฏ?ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใจๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใฎๆŒใคๆฝœๅœจ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹่จ“็ทดใ ใฃใฆใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏ็–‘ๅ•ๅฝขใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใพใšใฏ็„กไบ‹ใงใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใ€ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็œŸ็ ใŒๆฎบใ—ใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่˜‡็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใพใŸไฟฎ่กŒใชใ‚“ใฆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใใ†่จŠใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚คใƒƒใƒใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅ‹ใกใŸใ„ๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใปใ‚“ใฎ1ๆœˆใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‰ใพใงใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉไบ’่ง’ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ้–“ๅถ็„ถไผšใฃใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใชใ‚“ใฆๅ…จ็„ถๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅผทใใชใฃใฆใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใจใ„ใ†ๅฅดใ ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ€ไฟฎ่กŒใฎๆˆๆžœใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹ใฆใใ†ใชใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒๅ…จ็„ถ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใพใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ€ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ......ใ€ ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็›ฎใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ๅผทใใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ๅ›ใ•ใˆ่‰ฏใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ข็™ฝใ„่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญ?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏไปŠๅ›žใฎ่จชๅ•ใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’่ชžใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ็›ฎใŒ้ฉšๆ„•ใซ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Tabernacle Warrior Training "Legendary Brave Sword? Is there something like that? No hineri whatsoever. Scarlet Snow twists his neck on that name. "I do, I don't know why" King Collard also took over the words in a bewildered tone. "When anything was once a fearful demon came to that country and plunged into chaos, he said that the king and the kingdom's elites had sacrificed themselves to buy time and performed a forbidden grand sorcery that the witch of the time would redeem for her own life, summoning brave men from different worlds. It is the sword that Dwarf's masterpiece trained in exchange for his life to kill the demon." That's a lot in exchange for life - and then, if I did it, it would be a scarlet snow that I'd snort at while I thought about it. "Anything. He said this sword boasted a tremendous cleavage, and not only that, it gave glory and infinite power to its owners. He said that Tallow Yamada, the brave man summoned to anything, was almost a marvellous amateur of martial arts, but with the power of this sword he fought each other against the Warcraft, and at the end of the day the sword itself flirted with the Warcraft away from the hands of the brave man, flying through the universe and stabbing the Todome or something" "Isn't that the sword in the lead and you don't need a brave man? ......... ......... Two people look at each other badly, determined, with faces that they realize they shouldn't notice. King Collard, who really coughs up and undoes a story that is about to flow in strange directions. "... I feel that way because I'm summarising it. Don't let the story of the bard, or in the local gaga, as the hero Tan, spreads in the alley, so don't put that kind of scratch in the wrong way. Anyway, it's Away this time." Then I confirm again to that undisturbed mysterious female cleric named Scarlet Snow, who sits in front of me worryingly - a priest of beauty in pure white priestly clothing, turning from her usual flashy dress. "But are you sure you want to accompany the princess? I don't even think it's that important, and honestly, I don't have to listen to the demands over there, there's no problem... or because northern trade isn't very thriving in the first place, I wonder if it's not as inconvenient as being unusable in about one place..." I got up off the couch with a three-day moon scepter in my hand - the Virgin Gear "The Secret of the Rose (Blue Velvet)" as my fulcrum. "Because if that country is okay, the virtually free trade area is a complete all over the continent, right? Then as a gamer, I have to strive for perfection. Besides, it doesn't seem like the first interesting thing, 'My country doesn't make deals with those who give it to the demon kingdom. But if the legendary sword chooser wants it, let's accept it." I can't believe the candidate is in this country. I don't want to worship the face of God, the sword, the brave man. " Well, it just stands out as a normal fit, so I even purposefully pulled out the clergy clothes I used to use (in the era of "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online"). Incidentally, Scarlet Snow is currently visiting for talks with King Collard, which means that the appearance of Demon Guided Doll No. , Scarlet Snow, is remotely manipulating the life capital to do the Shadow Man. "And the brave man of prophecy is no way alle. I wonder how difficult human resources are..." King Collard also agreed with a heavy face to the scarlet snow twisting his neck. "Absolutely, I just think the world went wild, too." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Are you a master? You said you'd be caged in the mountains for a while, and you've been off work for a week now? Adventurer Alliance headquarters in Ara, the capital of the Amitian Republic. Fiore, the D-rank adventurer who had received a call in advance (who was promoted to D-rank the other day), was cornered on the verge of death as soon as he was guided to the room in front of the guild chief's office, Garte, the chief officer of this guild, who had faced each other two to three times, and the brunette princess, who had only once faced each other - the blood-sucking princess who was the patriarchal lord of the Amitian Republic and equal to a substantial god of the non-human race - who, as soon as she was guided to the room, was so distracted, but whose feelings were restored through a conversation pinched with chatter over a cup of tea that she was somehow able to interact normally. And he asked me casually, "I also summoned Joey's guy today, but he can't get caught. What do you know, little lady? That was the question, and the answer was earlier. "" Mountain Riding? Scarlet Snow and Galte Guild Chief rounding their eyes to match unexpected answers. "Yes. Once upon a time, the guild chief told me that, um... like I would use it if anything happened, it was where I was told... you know? Garte pounds on the words of his own impotent Fiore! And I hit my hand. "Oh, there! It's my homemade training ground, but did you go alone? So I don't know if I'm gonna be out of tune for a week." Scarlet Snow and Fiore face each other unexpectedly on the serious look of Garte roaring "uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh. "... is that such a dangerous place? "Right. I'm not far from the city, but the terrain is quite rugged, and traps are set everywhere, and carnivorous beasts and demons roam on top of it." It might be too late for that. So heavily said, again, two girls looking at each other in cold sweat. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Two hours after that. The Scarlet Snows came to Joey's Caged Mountain in a four-headed, walking dragon (Land Drag) dragon car prepared for me at the Alliance. Apart from you, it was Fiore, equipped with a wizard's robe and wand for protection, and a priestly scarlet snow and a fine sword (Rapier) on both hips, a milky haired girl who appeared to be - years old in a piece on her chest armor. "She's my escort, right? Demogol in the Thirteenth Demon General - don't know, for now, the name is Pearl (don't), and it's top notch in our country in terms of ability balance, so don't worry, no matter what." Introduced by Scarlet Snow, Fiore bowed her head reflexively. "is, nice to meet you, Fiore the Adventurer. Nice to meet you today..." "Nice to meet you, I'm the pearl (not) of the princess's katana. Just for once, I don't think I'll ever see you again, thank you." Smiling - although there are some subtly hooked areas - Fiore shook her hand reflexively again as she came out with her right hand in a natural way. With a limp and cold hand, the pearl (not) continues to sneer, holding the right hand of the cucumber and Fiore. "By the way, this look is a convenient thing, and the way it is is, if you're weak about it, it's a nasty thing to freak out, thank you." Ugh...... A pearl (not) that I wouldn't let go by holding Fiore's hand that I accidentally hooked up with. "And since my role is only to guard the princess, I will help you if anything comes with it, but please keep in mind that if it only seems to put the princess first and her feet together, she will not hesitate to abandon it or eat it on the spot" With a smile that could be described as flamboyant, from the pearl (who barely does) pronounce the execution, Fiore turns her gaze towards Scarlet Snow with a crying face, but she turned her back to remove a large basket from the dragon car, and she didn't see how this one was doing. "And this conversation has been blocked from sounding like a princess, but what happens if I talk about something extra... you seem smart, you know? Pushed in case, Fiore snorts. Scarlet Snow came back there with both hands down the basket. "I'm sorry ~. Please wait. - Hmm? Are you still shaking hands? "Yes, Princess. I seemed to fit in with her, and I stuck with her for a long story." Fiore snorts with great momentum as she smiles at the pearl (without). "? Hmmm...... that was good. Let's just go get it." Fiore, prompted by Scarlet Snow, finally let go of her hand, arrived behind her in a great panic. I have heard of the general location from the head of the Galteguild, but it was not that easy to reach. Not so steep a mountain, but cliff-like slopes, cliffs, and lush trees are obstacles to moving forward. If an amateur gets lost, he'll also be in danger of shipwreck. Fiore, a bastard, and a trio of two demons whose health is inexhaustible, are doing something about it. By the way, the first to go down the mountain path was Scarlet Snow, followed by Fiore in a firm, smiling pearl at the end (without), and Fiore's back had goosebumps. "Sure about this area...... that? And, at the foot of Scarlet Snow, something must have broken. Then, from the inside, Marutai, with a pointed tip - about an adult torso - approached with a pendulum trick to cleave the torso. "... it reminds me of these mountains." A pearl popped before the scarlet snow soaking up memories of the past relaxed and took the impending Marutai by the palm with a troublesome odor. At her feet, again, there was a 'crisp' sound, three arrows from the bush on the other side. A pearl who pretends she hadn't seen it in a moment to come straight to Fiore. "Hih! I managed to get my hands on it, Fiore. On the ground where she was until a moment ago, three arrows were stabbed. I was just about to get up, and my right hand hooked me up to something like a string, and I said, 'Pfft!' And something sounded off. I instantly lost my blood, Fiore - or on three heads, a large rock fell from the top of a cliff. With a glimpse of Fiore with his eyes, the pearl pulled a thousand pieces of rope to tie up the round-tails he had in his hand and beat back the imminent rock as it was. The thick round-tails turned into wood dust in one blow, and the great rock drew a parabola as it was and was struck back on the cliff. Zun! The tremor rang from overhead - and at the same time, from the cliff, a mysterious creature jumped. A mysterious creature wearing her torn trousers naked on her upper body and peeking into her glowing eyes from between her hair stretched out to blush comes at her together with a glowing demon sword in her right hand. "Huh...? Is that it? Maybe." "Heh...? Um." "Kishaaaaaa!! Wield your sword with a roar. That had changed, but it was definitely Joey. "And, Master!? What is it? "Um, Joey? "Uho ho ho ho!! Joey waves his sword in disillusionment, ignoring the two who are bound to call on him. "Hey, Joey! Get back to your sanity! "Gallulululululululu!! Scarlet snow calling for an attack like a storm with no Theory or anything, whilst avoiding things at pride speed, but it doesn't work at all. I can't help it. I thought I'd punch him and stop him, on the arrow tip, "Depressing." A pounding pearl knife jumped Joey's neck with a blow. "" Ah. " "No, it's delicious! I'll eat anything but nuts and raw meat in a while." Joey sits idly on the ground and eats the contents of the basket - a sandwich rapidly prepared by Scarlet Snow - like a pre-hibernation bear. Though the body seems to have become thinner at a time, it feels more dense for that matter. "And yet, Master, what happened, just now? "Just now...... oh well. Bad, a little too hot for training" "How do you train? To Scarlet Snow's question, he points to a trap that was decisively and badly destroyed. "Look, this place will be full of traps over there. Besides, if you stay alert, the demons will attack you. So when you see something that moves, you start attacking it." "... didn't that just go wild, not train? Scarlet Snow agrees with "yeah," not with Fiore groaning. "Dr. Garte said it was training to unlock human potential? Exactly myself, it feels a little strange, and at the end of the day, Joey answers in a questionable way. "No, well, anyway, I'm glad you're okay first." At the end of the day, a little pearl killed it to stop it, so I rushed it back to life. "By the way, why did you start training again? That's what he asked me to do. Joey holds his hand eating a sandwich. "... there's a guy who wants to win. Until just about January, we were almost mutual, but during this time when we met by chance and exchanged swords, I was so strong that I couldn't win at all. So." "I see, you're a guy called a rival. So, as a result of your training, do you think you can win? Remaining silent, Joey shook his head to the side. "I can't catch up with anything like this. Not like this." "Master..." I look away from Fiore, who looks worried about me, Joey. "Hmm. You want to be strong, huh? Joey, as long as you're good, I need to talk to you about something a little funny, okay? Towards Joey, who looked suspicious, Scarlet Snow spoke of the purpose of the visit, and the boy's eyes opened with amazement when he heard it.
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ใ€Œใใใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šฌใฃใ“ใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใฎ่ปŒ้“ใ‚’ๆ˜“ใ€…ใจ่ฆ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใฏๅˆƒใ‚’ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ™ใใซๅณๆ‰‹ๅดใซ่ทณใ‚“ใง!ใ€ ้€”็ซฏใ€้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๅณใซ่ทณใ‚“ใ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ถณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๅœฐ็‚นใงใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใฎ็‰™ใŒใ€่™šใ—ใ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใงใ‚ฌใ‚ทใƒƒใจ็กฌ่ณชใฎ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใพใพ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใจใ‚‚่ฆ–็•Œใฎไธญใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ!ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•็•œ็”Ÿใฃใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใช!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ†Žใพใ‚Œๅฃใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅคงๅฒฉใฎไธŠใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€ๆ—ฅๅ‚˜ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใŸใพใพๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒๆŸณ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ…จ็„ถ้ง„็›ฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‹•ใใŒ็›ด็ทš็š„ใงๅคงๆŒฏใ‚Šใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ‚ใจใฏไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰้š™ใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹็•‘ใง ๅ›ณๆ˜Ÿใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ่€ณใพใง่ตคใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใญใˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใฃใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€็‰ฉๅฟƒใคใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰็•‘ไป•ไบ‹ใฏๆ‰‹ไผใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ—......ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฃๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ—ใง่ก—ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€่‡ช่ญฆๅ›ฃใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใจใ‹ใซใฏ็จฝๅคใฏใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใ„็ทšใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚่‹ฅใใฆไฝ“ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ€‚ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใˆใฐใ€ๆ‘ใฎ็››ใ‚Šใ‚’้ŽใŽใŸๅŠ›่‡ชๆ…ข็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็”ŸใใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅๅฐ„็ฅž็ตŒใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใใ‚“ใช่ฆ‹ใˆ่ฆ‹ใˆใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใ‚“ใฆๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใฃใ“ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆๅ”ธใ‚Šๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐ2ๅŒนใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใƒณใƒˆไปฅๅค–ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใญใ€‚ใใฎ็Šฌโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใ ใฃใ‘? ใใ„ใคใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใใ ใ‘ใฟใŸใ„ใชใฎใงใ€ใใ“ใ ใ‘ๆณจๆ„ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใจใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฏ่ถณใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใจใ‚ใฆใ€้ฆ–็ญ‹ใฎๆ€ฅๆ‰€ใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใ ใ‘ใจๅ‹•ใใ‚‚็›ด็ทš็š„ใชใฎใงใ€ๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆโ€•โ€•ใจใ€่ถณใฃ!ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ๅฅฝๆฉŸใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€1้ ญใŒๅœฐใ‚’่นดใ‚Šใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพ่ถณๅ…ƒ็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ‰ฃใŒใ€ๅถ็„ถใซใใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆ–ญใกๅ‰ฒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒณใƒปใƒปใƒป!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใ€Œๅ‰ใฃใ€ใ‚‚ใ†1้ ญ! ๆ„Ÿๆ…จใซๆตธใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็Ÿข็ถ™ใŽๆ—ฉใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธๆ€’ใ‚Š็‹‚ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ†1ๅŒนใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใฎ็œŸใฃ่ตคใชๅฃใŒ็›ฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใ‚Šใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‹ใ‚‰้ˆใ„ๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒไผใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใ‚‚ใŒใๅ‰่„šใฎ็ˆชใŒ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๆŽปใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅพใ€…ใซๅ‹•ใใŒ็ทฉๆ…ขใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ้€”ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’ใคใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่€ณใซใ€ใƒ‘ใƒใƒ‘ใƒใจๅฐใ•ใชๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จŽไผไพ้ ผใ€้”ๆˆใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใฃใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจ็ท‹้›ชใฎๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ่ถณๅ…ƒใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๆญปไฝ“ใจใ€ๅ‰ฃใซไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใชใฃใŸใพใพ็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็งปใ—ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ•ใฃใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ๅผทๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใ”ใจใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใฎๆญป้ชธใŒๅœฐ้ขใซ่ฝใกใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ”ใจใ€ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅคฉใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็ชใไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใŸใœโ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจไป•็•™ใ‚ใŸใฎใญใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใ€ ไพ้ ผ้”ๆˆใฎ่จผๆ‹ ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎไธŠใซๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐ2ๅŒนๅˆ†ใฎ็‰™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚็ด ็›ดใซ่ณž่ณ›ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใฃใธใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ„!ใ€ ๆ‚ชๆˆฏใฎๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸๆ‚ชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใฟใŸใ„ใช้ก”ใง่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซๅพฎ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฎŸ้š›ใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใฆใฉใ†ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฃใทใ‚Šใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‰็ด ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎใฏใƒžใ‚ฐใƒฌใฎๅŸŸใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ่†จใ‚Œใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใญใ‡ใ€ใจๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„็ตŒ้จ“ใซใฏใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ›ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆๆ€–ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏๅ…ตๅฃซใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็”Ÿใๅปถใณใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€่žใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใงใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใฏ่˜‡็”Ÿ้ญ”่ก“ใ‚‚่˜‡็”Ÿ่–ฌใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰ใใ‚ŒใงใŠ็ต‚ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใฎ้ซ˜ใ„็Šถๆณใงๅ†’้™บ่€…ใชใ‚“ใฆใƒคใ‚ฏใ‚ถใชๅ•†ๅฃฒใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใƒœใ‚ฏใซใฏ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ˜จๅคœใฎ้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎ่ฉฑใจๅŒใ˜ใงใ€ๆตใพใ‚ŒใŸ็ซ‹ๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใฎๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่พžใ‚ใ‚ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Š็‰นใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใซใฏใ€ใŸใฃใทใ‚Š่จ“็ทดๆ‰€ใงๆ•™่‚ฒใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‡ใฃใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆไบŒไบบใ—ใฆ! ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏๅ–œใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ไธ่ฒž่…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅญไพ›ใฃใฝใ„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจไบŒไบบ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆ~ใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใฎๅˆใฎ่จŽไผไพ้ ผ้”ๆˆ่จ˜ๅฟตๆ—ฅใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใชใ‚‰้ ฌใซใ‚ญใ‚นใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ‚ชๆˆฏใฃใฝใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ไธ€ๅฃไน—ใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใญใ€ใใ‚Œใ€‚ใงใฏใ€็งใ‚‚ๅๅฏพๅดใฎ้ ฌใซใ‚ญใ‚นใ—ใฆใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใฃใ€ใชใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ใซใƒปใƒปใƒป!ใ€ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒฏใƒซใƒŽใƒชใ—้ŽใŽใŸใ‹ใช? ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง็งใ‚‚่‚ฉใฎ่ทใŒไธ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ›ใ„ใงใ€ๅ…ˆใฎไพ้ ผใŒ้ง„็›ฎใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฟƒๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚ใ€็œŸ้ก”ใซใชใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้ ญใฎๅ›ž่ปขใŒ้€Ÿใ„ ใ€Œๅฟƒๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฃใฆ......ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ‡บ็ซ‹ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใญใ€‚ๆฌกใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใซ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใฉใ†ใ›่ณชๅ•ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆฌกใฎ่กŒใๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆ•™ใˆใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใ‚ˆใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ! ใŠๅ‰ใ€ไบˆๅฎšใงใฏ2~3ๆ—ฅ่ก—ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฃใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใฎใซใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใ ใฃใฆไฟบใฎ่จŽไผไพ้ ผใซไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ่ก—ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใจใ‹ใœใ‚“ใœใ‚“ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ไบˆๅฎšใฏไบˆๅฎšใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆœŸ้–“ใฏๆœชๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†? ใชใฎใงใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ—ฉใพใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซไพ้ ผๆ–™ใ‚’ใใฎๅˆ†ๅฎ‰ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใฃใ€ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ๆณฃใใใ†ใช้ก”ใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงไพ้ ผ็ต‚ไบ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใˆใˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๅพŒใฎใ“ใจใฏใŠไปปใ›ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่ค‡้›‘ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ณใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ ทใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ปฝใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅ‡บๆฅใŸ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ†ๅบฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€็Ÿญใ„้–“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸใญใ€‚ๅ›ใฎใŠ้™ฐใงๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ๅˆฅใซใ“ใ‚ŒใŒไปŠ็”Ÿใฎๅˆฅใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€็ฌฌไธ€ใ“ใ“ใซใฏๅ›ใŒไธ€ไบบๅ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใง็งใฎใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆใŠใใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ—ฉใไธ€ไบบๅ‰ใซใชใฃใฆ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใฎๆญปใชใ‚“ใฆใฎใฏใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅ‘†ๆฐ—ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ‰ไธ–ใงใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใƒปใƒปใƒปไฟบใฏใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใชใซใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใ€ๅ›ใฎๅนธใ›ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ„ใชใ„ใปใ†ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก็ ดใ‚Šใ€้‡ใ„่ถณ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ๅผท้ขใฎ็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚ชใƒคใ‚ธโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒใ€ๆ€ฅใŽ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ท?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ก”ใง็œŸใฃ็›ดใใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใŠๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ใพใญใˆใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚“ใงใ€ไธŠใซๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใญใˆใ‹?ใ€ ็„ฆใ’่‡ญใ„่‡ญใ„ใŒๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้…ไธ‹ใฎ็พคใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใŸใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใฎๅทฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œโ€•โ€•้ ญใซ5ๆœฌใฎ่ง’ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ€้€šๅธธใฎ ๅคง้ฌผ็Ž‹ ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ•ใ‚„ใ‹ใช้คŒใงใฏๅˆฐๅบ•่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใฃใจ้คŒใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ! ใใฎ็›ฎใฏใ“ใฎๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใชๅ…ˆใ€ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฆใ‚ธใƒฃใจ็พคใ‚Œ้›†ใ†ๅทจๅคงใชๅทฃใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅทฃใฎๅใฏใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ€‚ ๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘่‰ๅŽŸใ‚’ๆจชๆ–ญใ—ใฆใฎๅคง็งปๅ‹•ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€้€”ไธญ้€”ไธญใซๅฐ่ฆๆจกใชใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๅทฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ๅฐ่…นใŒ็ฉบใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใใ“ใง่…นใ”ใ—ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้€”ไธญใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚ŒใฌใŒใ€ๅ•้กŒใฏ็„กใ„ใ€‚ ใฎๅ…จ้ƒจๆ—็ด„1500ๅใจใ€้…ไธ‹ใฎๅฆ–้ญ”็ด„5000ๅŒนใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใพใฃใŸใๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใฏใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎ้…ไธ‹ใซๅทไปคใ‚’ไธ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใฟใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅ…จ่ปใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฉใ‚‚ใฎๅทฃใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใธ้€ฒๆ’ƒใ™ในใ—!!
Episode Nine: The Devil Moves "Damn it, you little shit, you dog! Joey easily cut the orbit of the sword he wielded at his mercy, and Wardog distanced himself by snapping the blade. "- Jump to the right hand side immediately! As soon as I followed the instructions that flew in, another Wardog fang approaching from behind at the point where Joey's foot jumped to the right on the aggressive side, chewed the air vaguely to make a gushing, hard noise. "Keep your distance and keep both heads in sight! Put your sword up and distance yourself as they say. "- Damn, I'm almost there! On Joey's hatred, Scarlet Snow whispered his willow brow as he sat on a large rock a little further away and watched as he gave him his umbrella. "... a little on the contrary. Not at all. I can easily avoid the movement because it's linear and big-time, and after I shake it, I lose my posture, so I get a crevice. Looks like he's swinging in the field." Joey turned red to his ear when he was pointed at the drawing. "Shigeru. In fact, I've been assisted with field work since I was tempted... but since I got out of town with my mouth shut, members of the vigilante and other members of the vigilante were asked to put on an archery, and they said it was a good line! "That's because you're young and you're physically fit. If you let it go, you might get past the village's platter, but you can't hit the reflective nerves of a living monster with a visible attack like that." Joey pointed at his mouth as he watched the two wardogs roaring vigilantly. "Well, what am I supposed to do? "It's about watching your opponent move and not attacking him from himself, except Feint. The dog. - Was it a wardog? It seems that his attack is just a bite, so just pay attention there, and then the pattern is linear enough to aim for the leg and stop the movement, and aim for the steep point of the neck muscle, so you can handle it even after it moves - enough! Did you see Joey's attitude as a good opportunity as he was turning his attention to Scarlet Snow's words, when one of his head kicked the ground and waved at his feet as he was told, accidentally broke that head? "- Gang...!" "Do it." Previously, one more! I won't let you! Shortly after immersing himself in emotion, following the instructions that flew early in the arrow succession, the bright red mouth of the mad other wardog approached the present where he raised his face, conveying a dull sensation from the tip of the sword that protruded reflexively, his foreleg nails scratching his arms desperately, but gradually slowed down and eventually stopped patting. I could hear a patsy and little applause in Joey's ear, who was closing his eyes from the middle of nowhere. "Congratulations on your crusade request and achievement" Where he opened his fearful eyes, the words and a full face of scarlet snow popped in, and Joey shifted his gaze to the corpse rolling at his feet and to Wardog, who was desperate with a skewer on his sword, finally understanding the meaning of the words said. Softly, from his tense hand, the carcass of a sword and a wardog fell to the ground, and Joey shook up his clenched hand toward heaven for every emotion that exploded. "Yay!!" โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Heh, you got it right. Congratulations, Joey." As evidence of the fulfillment of the request, I saw the fangs for the two wardogs that had been put out on the counter, and Mr. Meer also gave an honest compliment. "Hehe, what is it! With a smile on Joey's chest with a face like a successful evil kid in a prank, Ms. Meer has turned that gaze to this one. "In fact, how was your fight, Joey? "Doamateur's a good place, too. I didn't leave the Maghre area this time, and I was so upset to watch it." I shrugged my shoulders and Joey swelled and Meer laughed, "I knew it," he said. "Well, but it would have been a good experience. You better learn a little bit of fear. An adventurer is not a soldier, so you have to give your survival priority over your opponent." In fact, from what I've heard, there's no resuscitation magic or resuscitation drugs in this world. I mean, if he dies, that's it. I honestly don't understand how a yakuza business an adventurer in such a risky situation, but I guess this neighborhood is just like last night's meal story, the arrogance of those in a privileged position. That's why I can't tell you to quit. Meer snorted at my words. "Right. Joey in particular is going to need to be educated in an extensive training facility." "Oh, my God, you two! You can be a little happy." I accidentally laughed at Mr. Meer and her two faces at Joey's childish demeanor of infidelity. "That's not true, Joey. It's the anniversary of your first crusade request. What, should I kiss you on the cheek? I decided to take a bite of Meer's words, smiling and winking like a prank. "Nice, that. Well, I'm gonna have to kiss the other cheek too to balance it out." "Hey, come on, what are you talking about, you guys, come on...! Joey turns bright red like a boiled egg. Have you been a little too warnolier? "... but, well, actually, now I have a load of shoulders, too. I asked Joey to show me yesterday, so I couldn't get my first request." Pull a grin into my words like that, Mr. Meer, and you'll be right in the face. Yeah, you're a really fast spinning woman (one). "What's the heartbreak... hey, are you out yet? "I wonder if it will. I know more or less what needs to be done in Ara City (here) and what I want to know. I'm going to try the king's capital next time." I figured they'd ask me questions anyway, so I told them where to go next in advance. "- Hey, wait a minute, Hiyuki! You're supposed to give me a couple of days of city guidance, but even today, you've been with my crusade request, and you haven't even shown me the key city at all! "Well, the appointment means the appointment. Originally, the period was undetermined, wasn't it? So I got a little early. Yeah, well, I don't think it's going to make the request cheaper for that." "No, not..." Taking my gaze off Joey's crying face, I turned to Mr. Meer. "-Okay, so that means we're done with the request." "Yeah, yeah. I get it. - But are you sure? I see Joey all the time, Mr. Meer. "Yeah, I'll take care of the rest" I bowed my head lightly to Meer, who gave me a complex look at the words and still nodded cocklessly. We know what we want to say to each other. A woman who was truly made. I turned to Joey again. "Joey, it's been a while, but you've done me a lot of favors. I really enjoyed it thanks to you. [M] Well, it's not like this is a lifetime breakup, and number one, I'm keeping my money here until you're alone. I'd be glad to get back to you in public soon." It's... it's not that embarrassing to see human death the most. I remember my own last words in my previous life and swallowed them. "Hyuki... I..." Yeah, I know what you're trying to say. But hey, I think it's better if I'm not here for your happiness. And, breaking through such air and making heavy footsteps, the muscular oyster on the strong side - Deputy Guild Manager Garte, rushed down the stairs. "What's wrong, Deputy Guild Manager? Ignoring Mr. Meer's question, Deputy Guild Manager Garte came straight to me with a serious face. "It was just fine, young lady. I'm sorry, but the guild chief wants to talk to you about something, so why don't you come upstairs? The smell of burning smell was standing around. Looking around the nest of the Ningens, who had nothing left to live in but their herds, it - three bigger than the normal Great Ghost (Auga), who had five horns in his head, the Great King (Auga King) pronounced a roar of dissatisfaction. Not enough. Such a little bait is not enough at all. We need more bait! Far ahead of this great forest, the Ningens had a huge nest to herd with Ujauja. The name of the nest is Ara. It'll be a big trip through the Great Forest and across the meadows, but I know there's a small nest of ningen on the way, if you're hungry, you just have to tummy there. There may be some ningens trying to get in the way, but there are no problems. There are about , Big Forest Ghosts (orgasms) from all tribes and about ,00 demons under their command. It would be a total problem. Drawing an instant conclusion to that effect, the Great King (Augustine King) issued a decree to all his subordinates. Immediately march to the Ningen nest Ara with all armies!!
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ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใจๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ่ก€ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅ—…ใ„ใงใ‚‚ๅนณๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไธป้ฃŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚ใ ใ“ใ†ใ ใจๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฃใฆไฝ•ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ้ ƒใฏ็ตๆง‹่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใฆใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ไบบ้–“ใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๅซŒใชใ“ใจใ‚„่พ›ใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ”้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆๆ—ฅๅธธใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅผทใ•ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ๅผฑใ•ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏไบบใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ๅงซ? ๅฟƒใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใฎใ”ๆง˜ๅญใงใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใซ่ฟฝๅŠ ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠๅพŒใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใญใ€‚ๅœฐไธŠใŒๅ…จๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ๅ†…ใซ้ฟ้›ฃใ•ใ›ใŸไฝไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่ก€ใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š่ด…ๆฒขใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใชใ„ใชใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็‘ฃไบ‹ใ€ๅงซใŒใŠๅฟƒๆ‚ฉใพใ›ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใชใฉๅนพใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใจใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅงซๅฐ‚็”จใฎ้ฃŸ้คŒ็”จใจใ—ใฆๅˆฅ้€”็ขบไฟๅŠใณ็นๆฎ–ใ•ใ›ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจใ“ใจใ‚“ใƒœใ‚ฏไธญๅฟƒใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใŒใ€ๅฝ“ๅˆไบˆๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅœฐไธŠใฎไบบ้–“ใฎ็ฎฑ่ˆŸใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅฎถ็•œๅฐๅฑ‹ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใใฎ่พบใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใญใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซไธ่‡ช็”ฑใฎใชใ„็”ŸๆดปใŒ้€ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ‹ใชใ......? 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ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅนใฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้šฃใซใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅฆฅๅฝ“ใชๅˆคๆ–ญใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ใใกใ‚‰ใฏๅ›ฝๅœŸใŒๅคงใใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใง้ฟ้›ฃๆฐ‘ใจใ‹ใ€ๆต่จ€้ฃ›่ชžใฎ้กžใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๆททไนฑใซไน—ใ˜ใฆใฎ็•ฅๅฅชใ‚„ๆœ€ๆ‚ชๆญฆๅŠ›่œ‚่ตทใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚็ง˜ๅฏ†่ฃใซไบ‹ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆญฃ่งฃใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹ในใ่‡ช็„ถใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€้ˆด่˜ญโ€•โ€•ๅ›ใฏใ„ใคใ“ใฃใกใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏ็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใ“ใจใ‚’ๆˆใ—้‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅˆ†ใฎๅธญใฏๅฟ…่ฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅคงๅ…ฌๅญใ‚’ใ“ใฎใพใพๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆๅŽปใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่‹ฆๆธ‹ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใงไฟฏใใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใฎ้šฃใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ฉฑใŒไธ€ๆฎต่ฝใคใ„ใŸใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚’้šไผดใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚้€ๆ˜Žใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใฎๆ–นใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’ไธปไฝ“ใซBใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏไปฅไธŠใฎ่‹ฅๆ‰‹ใจใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถ2็ดšไปฅไธŠใฎ้ญ”่ก“ๅธซใงๅฐ†ๆฅๆ€งใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใชใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹็น•ใฃใฆ่ชฌๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใงใ™ใ€‚ๅนธใ„ใ‚ใŒๅ›ฝใฏใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใฎๅˆฐๆฅใพใง่‹ฅๅนฒไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ไบบๆ•ฐๅˆถ้™ใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅ‘จ็Ÿฅใ‚’่กŒใ†ๆ–น้‡ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้จ’ใŽใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆšๆ‚ŸใฎไธŠใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใง็ฝทๅ…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใง......ใพใ‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใ‚‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใฎไธญใพใง่ฟฝใ„้ง†ใ‘ใฆใใฆใ€ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๆค…ๅญใซ็ธ›ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฆปใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚่บซ้•ทใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒ้€†ใซๆŠฑใใ‹ใ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฝขใซใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉไธ€ๅฟœ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใปใฃใฝใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ๅฝขใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใฆใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉไบญไธปใŒๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณใŒใƒˆใƒณใ‚บใƒฉใ“ใใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใญใ€‚่ฆชๅญ3ไบบใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๆˆฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€Œ3ไบบ......?ใ€ใจไธ€็žฌๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่ปฝใ่…น้ƒจใ‚’่งฆใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไป•่‰ใงใ„ใฃใบใ‚“ใซ็†่งฃใงใใŸใ€‚ ใฏใฃใจใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~~ใฃใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅนธใ›ไธ€ๆฏใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅ‡บๆฅๅฉšใ‹ใ„!? ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใๆญฃ็œŸๆญฃ้Š˜ใฎ!! ใ€Œใ ใ€้ง„็›ฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ! ่ตคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใ‚ใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆ! ใใ‚“ใชใฎ่–็ฃๆง˜ใ‚‚ใŠ่จฑใ—ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ•ใ‚“!!ใ€ ใฎใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ่ก€็›ธใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎๆ–นใฏๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ใƒใƒณใƒใƒณใจ่ปฝใๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซ็Š ็‰ฒใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณใชใ‚‰ๅคงๅˆ‡ใช่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใฉใ‚“ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ็ซ‹ใกๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‹ใคใพใงๆˆฆใ†ใ ใ‘ใ•ใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ็†ๆ€งใจๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎ็‹ญ้–“ใงๆฟใฐใ•ใฟใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใ€Œใ†~~~ใฃ!ใ€ใจๆถ™็›ฎใงๅ”ธใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฃใจๅฉใ„ใฆๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ๆญขใ›ใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็”Ÿใๆ–นใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ“ใใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ“ใธ้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใจใˆใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใฎไธญใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๅœฐ็„ใฎๆžœใฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใจไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„!ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅจๅ‹ขใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅ•–ๅ‘ตใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅ›ใฏไฝ•ใ‹่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใช้ก”ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใฏใฆ?โ€•โ€•่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝ“ใฎๆœฌไบบใฏใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ•ๅŠๅˆ†ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅŠๅˆ†ใฏใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใฎๆๆ€–ใซๆ…„ใ......ใจใ„ใ†่ค‡้›‘ใช้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่‚ฉใซใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒ่จณ็Ÿฅใ‚Š้ก”ใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ซฆใ‚ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ“ใพใงใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚็”ทใฏๅฅณๆ€งใซใฏๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใฎ้ก”ใซใฏๅŒๆƒ…ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใปใฎๆš—ใ„โ€•โ€•ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใ€ใ“ใฎๅบ•ใชใ—ใฎไธ–็•Œใธใ€ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใชโ€•โ€•ๅŒ็—…็›ธๅ“€ใ‚Œใ‚€็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ้ฟ้›ฃใฏใ—ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจ?ใ€ ๆœ€็ต‚็ขบ่ชใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€็œŸ้ก”ใซใชใฃใฆๅŠ›ๅผทใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ็”ทใชใฎใงใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใง้ƒจๆ—ใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹่ฒฌไปปใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใชใใฎ็žณใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใตใ‚“ใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟๅผŸๅญใŒไธ€็ซฏใฎๅฃใ‚’ใใใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใจใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใใ“ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ‚‹็™ฝ้ซช็™ฝ้ซญใฎใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใŸ่€ไบบโ€•โ€•็ฃ็Ž‹ใŒ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ?!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงๅ”็ˆถๆง˜!?ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎๅ ดใงๆˆฆๅฃซใฎ็คผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใพใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆทฑใ€…ใจไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ช็„ถใฎ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใงใพใ“ใจใซๆ…™ๆ„งใฎๅฟตใซๅ ชใˆใพใ›ใฌใŒใ€ๆœฌๆ—ฅใ€ใŸใ ไปŠใ‚’ใ‚‚ใกใพใ—ใฆๆญฆ่ก“ๆŒ‡ๅ—ๅฝนใฎไปปใ‚’้™ใ‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......็†็”ฑใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚„ใค็ญ‰ๅŠไบบๅ‰ใฉใ‚‚ใงใฏๅฟƒใ‚‚ใจใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใง......ไปฎใซใ‚‚โ€œ็ฃ็Ž‹โ€ใจๅไน—ใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎ่กŒใๆœซใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹็พฉๅ‹™ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ„š่€ƒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ๆ•…ใ€ ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€่จฑๅฏใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅฝผใฏ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ†ๆ€ใˆใฐ่จฑๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ไปฅๅค–ใซ้ธๆŠžใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใซใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ใฉใ†ใžใŠๅฅใ‚„ใ‹ใง......ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅค‰ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅˆฅใ‚ŒใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใซใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ๅ„ชใ—ใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใงใ€ไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ้”ใฎๆ–นใธ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅธซๅŒ ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒฌ้”ใ‚’ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅŠไบบๅ‰ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆไธๆบ€ใ’ใชใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใฏๆ„ๅค–ใชใปใฉ็ด ็›ดใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใพใ‚“ใชใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ„‚ใŒ่ฒ ใ†ในใๅŠด่‹ฆใ‚’ใŠไธป็ญ‰ใซ่ฒ ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅนดๅฏ„ใ‚Šใฎๆˆ‘ไพญใ ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏๅ„‚ใซใใฎๅŠด่‹ฆใ‚’่ญฒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ......ใ€ ๆฏ’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ็žฌ้–“โ€•โ€• ใƒƒ!!ใ€ ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๆ‹ณใŒใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ณฉๅฐพใซๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผใฎไฝ“ใŒๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใซใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้ฆ–ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่ปฝใ„ๆ‰‹ๅˆ€ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใง1็ง’ใซใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใชใ„ๆ—ฉๆฅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅบŠใซๅดฉใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใไบŒไบบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŠฑใๆญขใ‚ใŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใ’ใชๆ‰‹ใคใใง่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซไบŒไบบใ‚’ๆจชใŸใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ†ๅบฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใธใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฉใ“ใ‹ใธ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๆˆ‘ๆฌฒใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใใ‚Œใพใงใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚„ใค็ญ‰ใซใฏๆœชๆฅใ‚’่จ—ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€ ใŠใใ‚‰ใๆฐ—็ตถใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆšใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใซใ“ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ๆ€’ใ‚Šใจๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใซๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉๆจใฟใ‚‚ๅ˜†ใใ‚‚็”˜ใ‚“ใ˜ใฆๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€้‹ผ้‰„ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใŒใใ“ใซใฏ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใชใฎใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸ็ฅž็ฃโ€•โ€•็™ฝ้ข้‡‘ใฎ็‹ใŸใ‚‹โ€•โ€•็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅทซๅฅณ่ฃ…ๆŸใ‚’็€ใŸ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใŒๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใฆใ€้…ไธ‹ใฎ่–็ฃใƒป้œŠ็ฃใฎๅŒ–่บซใŸใกใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใ‚’ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ้‹ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ตๅฑ€ใ€ๅ„ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฏๅ…จๅ“กๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใญ?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้ขใ€…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฅณใ€…ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใซๆนฟใฃใฝใ„ใฎใฏไผผๅˆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๅˆฅใ‚ŒใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใฏๆญขใ‚ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ€ๆฐ—่ปฝใช่ชฟๅญใงๅˆใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅผฑใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚’ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ่ชฟๅญใง่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๆ…Œใ—ใ„ๅˆฅใ‚Œใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ‚ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟๅผŸๅญ้€ฃไธญใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€้€€ๅฑˆใฏใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎ้‰„้ข็šฎใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ใŠๅˆฅใ‚Œใฏ่จ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€Ž่™š้œงใ€ใ ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎใ†ใกใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ไป–ใฎ้ขใ€…ใ‚‚ๅฃใ€…ใซใ€Œใใƒผใ„ใˆใฐใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชไธ–็•Œใฎ็ ดๆป…ใ ใฃใฆใฎใซๅฆ™ใซๆฐ—ๆฅฝใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจๅ…จๅ“ก็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใ‚‹ใจ้–‹ใ็›ดใ‚Šใจใ„ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒ็œผ้กใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็›ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใŒๅคงใใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸๅทซๅฅณใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใŒ็Ÿญใ„ใ›ใ„ใ‹้’ใ„้ก”ใ—ใฆๆœฌๅ›ฝใซๆˆปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒๅพŒใซ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฃใ‹ใ€ใ‚จใƒฌใƒŽใ‚ขใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅธฐใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใฏใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใฎ้šฃใ ใ—ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใƒˆใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณๅฏธๅ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใใ‚Œใฏ่จ€ใˆใพใ™ใญใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‚ๅฐป้ฆฌใซไน—ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ†ๅ‰ใชใ‚‰้‡ๅœงใงๆŠผใ—ๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ไธ–็•Œใฎ็ ดๆป…ใซ้š›ใ—ใฆใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅŠใฐใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ†่ชฐใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„...ใจใ„ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ไธ€ๅ‘จๅ›žใฃใฆๅนณ้™ใซใชใ‚ŒใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅฃฐใซใ‚‚็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“็ฅ–ๅ›ฝใธๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใพใŸใŠไผšใ„ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็šฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใซใ€ๅ„ใ€…ใŒ็ฐกๅ˜ใชๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๆ€ฅใซๅบƒใใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใงใ€ใใฃใจๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Crimson liquid is poured into a wine glass made by scraping out diamonds while playing a slightly muddy sound. "It's a local nobleman, but it's the eldest daughter of a -year-old nobleman, in the blood tide of a virgin." Heaven drinks it with a gentle breath as he sideways watches the bottle back in front without spilling a drop. "After all, even the aristocrats have a better taste of country daughters who are somewhat accustomed to vegetarian food. Central aristocracy is very greasy and flavorful. It's nothing aristocratic, so the flavor is not exceptional." "I see. With reference to that phrase, we will pay more attention to quality next time." I felt gloomy when I thought it would be hard to procure food (blood) in the future when it comes to the words of heaven to thank me again with my deer-clawed face. Then I wondered. I wonder how long it's been since I was able to smell blood like this at some point, and be seen splitting it up as a staple. I do think I was quite hesitant in the beginning, but I guess I felt used to it when I realized it. Maybe a human being is something you forget at some point if you eat dinner every day and do your routine, no matter what unpleasant or painful things happen. Well, it's up to people to see this as strength and weakness. "... what have you done, princess? You're not here, are you? Sounds like an addition was put in the glass I was holding at some point, and heaven frowns at how Boku was thinking with a single elbow on his side breath (today). "Oh, I'm sorry. Think about the future. When the ground is completely destroyed, the blood will have to be collected from the inhabitants who evacuated it in the air garden, so I don't think it's very luxurious." "Nothing to that extent, nothing more disturbing than a princess. Don't worry, it will increase in number of humans and, if necessary, it will be separately secured and bred for feeding exclusively to the princess." Uh... I figured the idea was livestock (monsters), or it was really me. I don't know if some kind of aerial garden is going to be a human ark on the ground or just my livestock hut. "Well don't overdo it around there. We just need to be able to live a life free from each other." "I understand." I wonder if it's true...? "Um... I hope your daughter isn't crippled. I have a very narrow shoulder..." In somewhat unsatisfactory tone, near the entrance and exit between the lower steps of one of my private rooms in Vacant Red Jade Castle - about 00 tatami rooms facing a Japanese-style garden with vast dead mountain waters - without even giving a seating futon, Shadowloon, who was pouring and sipping contents directly onto the tambourine placed on the tatami, gently waved the dombourine he had obtained. "I mean, this smells strangely raw... no, it's blood, so naturally, but I persist as strange, but what kind of blood is it from? Heavenly remains faceless about his attitude of complaining about the food served on his face on his own... at first explain it in a puzzling manner. "Regardless, all the things in this castle are the blood of carefully selected virgins and virgins" "Huh? ...... Shadow Lang carrying Dombri into his mouth with an unconvincing face at any rate. "By the way, that's blood collected from a 38-year-old unemployed virgin, bald, fat, toddler hobby (Loricon) man." "- Buh!! Mr. Shadow Lang sprays as much blood as he wants that was in his mouth. "What a drink you gave me... what a drink..." Extremely impressed (?) Looking coldly at him in tears, "It's something you just want to be thankful for being served," he said, throwing up. When Heavenly sent a signal, a maid troop who appeared out of nowhere began to clean dirty tatami and stuff. "Princess, I beg your pardon for your indulgence." There, as usual, the Capital of Life, who had taken the head of a practical discussion in the conference room, came into the room with a single voice. I caught my eye on Shadow Lang, who was hitting around in the lower seat, and the maids who were ragging around him, and I looked suspicious for a moment, but looked at me and Heavenly, who was flat, and decided that it was not even a matter to bear in mind, and I gratefully took my feet between the upper steps, which were a step taller. "The approximate policies of each country have been decided. With that, Princess Oriana, King Collard and representatives of Levan would like to speak to the princess personally, would you like to? "Right, I want to talk to them personally, too, so here -" And I remembered Shadowloon, who I thought was in attendance - well, he wouldn't make me understand the signs, but in case, and they wouldn't be used to the Japanese-room in the first place - so I decided to change the place. "No, show me to the separate room. If I ever see Mr. Shadowloon again, I may fall down." When I accidentally leaked my sigh, Shadowloon, who was being driven to the edge and had eaten a bun for a mouth fix, lowered his head gently as he scratched his cheek with a puffy, index finger. "Sorry to take care of you, lady" "Well, that's good. But we'll have to explain this properly when we're done." Remaining a kimono like the Twelve - in fact, what a gown, with rose prints and snow patterns at the top in white innocence - I shrugged my shoulders gently and I headed to the exit. "... though, it's a question of whether I have that opportunity" I sighed unexpectedly in anticipation of what those three were going to say about the "fog" thing. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "In conclusion, I saw a consensus between the ages of 13 and 20 by selecting men and women who were healthy and sound... unbiased in their thoughts and of some stature equally" Oriana lay her eyes down looking sorry for the "identity" part. "We are well aware of the injustice, but overwhelmingly... we don't have enough time to be vain. It is impossible to inform all the people from now on, so as soon as I return to the Imperial Capital, I plan to set up a messenger in my presence and make secret contact with the applicable persons in the vicinity of the capital. Of course, it cannot be abducted without the consent of the person, so if it is objected to, often... In a week or so, 'fog' covers all empires, so it is in the form of imprisonment or surveillance for that period of time." With a blown out look somewhere, next to her with a smile on her face, you had Christoph on you. "Well, that would be a reasonable decision. Because the land is huge, what's wrong with you is that you are evacuated by" fog ", fluent language is similar, and there is also the possibility of looting and worst force beeping multiplied by confusion. I think it's the right thing to do in secret." Then I asked as naturally as possible. "So, Suzuran - when are you moving this way? Oriana's smile spread. "As an exchanger, I want to accomplish what needs to be done to the end. You don't need my share of seats. Instead - not that I'm leaving Grand Duke Christoph like this, thank you." I guess we were discussing this in advance. Next to you, Christoph, who leans down with a bitter look, Oriana bowed her head. King Collard, who had accompanied Chloe by deciding that her story had come to a paragraph, also had a transparent grin. "Amitia (of which) plans to persuade adventurers to look at young people above the B-rank and magicians above the national level 2 who are likely to have future prospects. Fortunately, our country has a little leeway until the arrival of 'fog', and there is considerable leeway to limit the number of people, so it is a policy to give some publicity to the people" "I think it's gonna be a lot of noise, though? "I'm ready. And if I was to be dismissed... well, it was like sitting back. Your majesty isn't going to chase you into the fog and tie you to the king's chair." Putting my wife's shoulder over with a laugh - but in relation to her height, it took the form of Chloe being able to hold her the other way around - King Collard. "... you're not going to evacuate either of us, are you? I know, but I'll make sure. "I'm sorry. In the form of cheering out the princess's work. But even though the pawnshop is fighting, there's no way a beast woman can do that. Three parents and three children, we'll fight till the end." In Chloe's words, "Three......?" I couldn't grasp the meaning for a moment, but I could understand it at the top with her trick of gently touching my abdomen. Looking at King Collard all the time, he smiles happily ever after, saying, "No, you're here". - Are you ready to get married!? Now it's time for the real deal!! "No, you can't! I can't believe you have a baby and it's a sacrifice! You will not forgive such a holy beast, Mr. Chloe!!" His sister-in-law, Asmina, who came with Levan, changed her blood phase and stuffed her, but Chloe smiled troubled and slapped her head lightly. "It's not about sacrifice or anything. If you were an animal woman, you'd stand up to what kind of opponent, but what kind of place? So I'm not going to lose. Just fight till you win." I know, but I'm not convinced. I was slated between reason and emotion, and I said, "Uh-huh!" and Levan gently taps and pulls Asmina's shoulder from behind, roaring with tears. "Stop it already. You can't and shouldn't bend the other person's way of life. First of all, if that's what you're saying, you're the one who's right. "You can't do that, brother-in-law! Where my brother-in-law is, it's my place, so even if it's in" Misty Mist, "it's going to be the end of hell! In the prestigious presence of Asmina, Chloe smiled with a full smile, and Princess Oriana smiled, and Christoph looked back at me with a face that said something - yes? - The person at the time he was told turned out to be half shy and the other half shy of stalking fear... On the shoulder of Levan, King Collard laid his hand in the face of translation. "... you should give up. Wherever you go, men can't beat women." There was sympathy on that face and a pitiful grin somewhere - 'Welcome to this bottomless world' - about the same disease. "- So you're saying that neither of us will evacuate as well? Asking Levan in the final confirmation, he nodded forcefully in the face. "Yes, I am also a man of the Beast tribe, so I am responsible for leading the tribe to the end" In those straight eyes, I couldn't find a word to go on. "... Hmm. Stupid apprentice gets one end of the mouth." And when was it coming there, an old man in a gray-haired gray-bearded robe over two meters - the Beast King stood in the corner of the room? "Master?!" "Big uncle!?" Ignoring Levan and Asmina, who round their eyes, as well as Chloe, who thanked the warriors on the spot, the Beast King offered a deep salute as he walked up to me. "I am truly ashamed of this sudden offer, but I would like to take you down as a martial arts guide today." "... why? "I don't feel comfortable with these people, etc. ... As someone who calls them" Beast Kings, "I will fool myself into thinking that they are obliged to see the end of the Beast Nation at the end of the day" Maybe he'll go without permission. If I thought so, I had no choice but to allow it. "Okay. Thank you so much for your help, please be healthy..." To my farewell greeting, with a tender grin to show for the first time, when I stood up with a grace, the Beast King turned his heel back to the Levans. "... Master. I appreciate you worrying about us." Towards Levan, who was half treated and dissatisfied, the Beast King unexpectedly honestly bowed his head. "I'm sorry. If it had been the case, the Lord and others would have borne the hardships that Non should have borne. But he's an old man. At the end of the day, I want Non to give up his hard work." "Master..." With a poisoned look, Levan face-to-face with Asmina. Moments... "Ugh!!" The Beast King's fist is sucked into Levan's dovetail, and his body, pruned of consciousness by one blow, collapses. "To" Behind Asmina's neck, which she tried to rush over to, at first glance she wondered if she had a light knife in, almost at the same time she was about to fall unconscious. It was less than a second early. Before breaking down on the floor, the Beast King, who quickly stopped the two bodies with both hands, bowed his head to me again as he laid them on a couch that was nearby with gentle hands. "I'm sorry, but can you keep these two locked up somewhere for a while? If I say I want to, I will, but I want to entrust the future to these people." Perhaps if we found out about this when we woke up from fainting, we'd both be able to live in anger and sadness. But resentment and mourning are spoiled, the will of steel was put in there. "- Ho-ho, can I have these two, please? So I called out to the god beast - the fox of the nine tails of white golden hair - who was holding back behind me. "Leave it to me. Let me tell you something." An empty hoe in his usual witch outfit advanced forward and commanded the incarnations of the sacred and spiritual beast under his command to bring them both out somewhere. "... in the end, you mean all the kings of the nations will stay, right? I looked around at the faces I had left in the room and checked again, although I think they are very feminine. "You will. Well, it doesn't suit Her Majesty to be damp, so I'll stop saying goodbye." King Collard calls the air, as usual, to get his hands on each other in an effortless manner. I guess he knows. How vulnerable I am. So this is how you say it as usual. "Right. It's a rushed farewell, but, well, the idiot disciples are still here, so you won't be bored." This is also the usual iron-skinned Beast King. "I won't say goodbye, either. I don't know if it's more or less' idle fog ', but if Her Majesty is here, then I think I'll manage." When Oriana smiling said that easily, the other faces said to her mouth, "Well, maybe so." "... it's weird how easy it is for everyone to be ruined by the world" Saying so, they all looked at each other as if they had shown each other. "Well, what do you call reopening when you get here already?" King Collard answered with a smile as he fixed the position of his glasses. "And I wonder if it's a big deal that I've known His Majesty the Princess. That witch lady I was with, she went back to her country with a blue face because of her short relationship." Chloe continues later with a bitter smile. Oh, well, has Eleanor left yet? Well, that's next to Aeon over there, and you can't help it because you're on the verge of a real countdown. "Sure you can say that," Oriana rides her ass horse too. "If I had known Her Majesty, I might have been crushed under heavy pressure. I don't know... if, at the time of the ruin of the world, Her Majesty was on this occasion, and it still didn't extend, there was nothing anyone could do about it anymore... so I know that it felt like I could go around and calm down." "I see it must be" The voice of the Beast King also included laughter. "Now, once we get back to our country, I'll see you again, Your Highness." Out of the room each made a brief greeting, derising the words. Left behind, I bit my lips softly in a room that suddenly felt like it was getting bigger.
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ใ„ใพใซใ‚‚ๆณฃใๅ‡บใ—ใใ†ใชๆ›‡ๅคฉใฎ้›ฒใŒใ“ใ“ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ผใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ ใ‚’่ฆ†ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคง้–€ใ‚’ใใใฃใŸๅฝ“ๅˆใ“ใๅฟซ่ชฟใซ็–พ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธญๅฟƒๅธ‚่ก—ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œไบบ้€šใ‚ŠใŒๅข—ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใจใใฎๆญฉใฟใŒ้…ใใชใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ้ ƒใซใฏไบบๆณขใซๆ‰ใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆœ‰ๆง˜ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใฏไบ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใฒใฉใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใƒป่ฒด่ณ“ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ไป•็ซ‹ใฆใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใชใŸใ‚ใ€้€š่กŒไบบใฏ้“ใ‚’่ญฒใ‚ใ†ใจใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็„ผใ‘็Ÿณใซๆฐดใงใ€ๆฐ—ใฎ็Ÿญใ„็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅŒ่กŒ่€…ใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้™ใ‚Šใฆ่ตฐใฃใŸใปใ†ใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใฎใงใฏใ€ใจใ‚คใƒฉใคใ„ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงไธปๅผตใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ‚Œใฏ็คผๅ„€ใซๅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹่ซŒใ‚ใฆ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ไบบใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใชใซใ‹ใฎใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€ ็ช“ใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ไฝƒ็…ฎใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบใฎๆ•ฐใซใ€ๅŠใฐๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ€ๅŠใฐๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๆ€ใฃใŸใพใพใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ใใฎ้šฃใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่–”่–‡ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸ2.5้ ญ่บซใฎ็พŽๅนผๅฅณโ€•โ€•้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใ€Žใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€โ€•โ€•ใŒใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใฎ้ก”ใซใชใฃใฆๅฟœใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ่ฆๆจกใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡ใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใจใฏไบบๅฃๅฏ†ๅบฆใŒ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๆ™‚้–“ๅธฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉไธ€ไป•ไบ‹็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅธฐใ‚Šใ€ใใฎไธŠใ“ใฎๅคฉๆฐ—ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆททใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚้€†ใซ้›จใŒ้™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐๅ‡บๆญฉใไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ๆŸ“่‰ฒๆŠ€่ก“ใŒๆœช็™บ้”ใชใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏใ€ๆฐดใซๆฟกใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆœใฎๆŸ“ๆ–™ใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆไธŠ็ญ‰ใฎ็€็‰ฉใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฏใ€้›จใฎๆ™‚ใฏๅ‡บๆญฉใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚บใ‚คๆ™‚ใซใถใคใ‹ใฃใŸใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ็œŸ็ด…ๅธๅ›ฝ ใฎๆฉŸๅ‹•ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆๅŠใฐ็„กๆ–ญใงๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆๅธๅ›ฝใซ้€ฒๅ…ฅใ—ใ€ๅธ้ƒฝใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹็›ดๅ‰ใซๅฎฐ็›ธใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้žๅธธ่ญ˜ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นโ€•โ€•ใจใชใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใƒ›ใ‚พใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไบ‹ใฎ็™บ็ซฏใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ€็ท‹้›ชใŸใกใŒ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎโ€•โ€•่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็งปๅ‹•ใฏๅพฎ่ชฟๆ•ดๅฏ่ƒฝใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๆ‰€ๆœ‰่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใŒ ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎน(่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใจใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็”จใ„ใŸ่‡ช็”ฑ่ฒฟๆ˜“)ใฏๅฝ“็„ถใชใŒใ‚‰ๅธๅ›ฝใงใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ๆณข็ด‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็จ‹ใชใใ€ๆ–‡ๆ›ธใงใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใงใฏใชใ็›ดๆŽฅไบ‹ๅ‰ๅ”่ญฐใ‚’ใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐ่‡ณๆ€ฅใƒป็ง˜ๅฏ†่ฃใซ่กŒใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅ†…ๅฎนใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใŒๅธๅ›ฝๅฎฐ็›ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ง˜ๅฏ†่ฃใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็งใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œ้ง„็›ฎใงใ™!!!ใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๆง˜ใฎ4ๅใงๅฐๆฎบใ—ใฆใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ€่ฃ…็ฝฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝ“ไบ‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใงใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„ๅ‹•ใใ‚„ใ™ใ„็ซ‹ๅ ดใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ่ตดใใ“ใจใธใจใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพๅ”่ญฐใซใ‚‚ใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใŠ็ฉใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘้€šใ‚Šใฎๅนผๅฅณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใ€ใ‚‚ใฎ็ใ—ใ’ใซใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ผใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชไบบๅฝขใซๅฐ‹ใญใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉ? ็›ดๆŽฅใ€ๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅฆฅๅ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ€่‹ฅๅนฒไธๆบ€ใใ†ใซ้ ฌใ‚’่†จใ‚‰ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซๆฅใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅŸŽใงใฉใฃใ—ใ‚Šๆง‹ใˆใฆๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ ใ‘ๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใใ†ๅ–‰ๅ…ƒใพใงๅ‡บใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆ™ฎ้€šใ€ๅนผๅ…้€ฃใ‚Œใงไบ‹ๅ‰ๅ”่ญฐใซ่‡จใ‚€ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“~ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅ”่ญฐไธญใฏไบบๅฝขใฎใƒ•ใƒชใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใ‹ๆŠฑใˆใฆๆญฉใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„? ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎไผ็ตฑใ ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใฏใใƒผใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใจ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใใฃใจใ€ ไธ€่ˆฌใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใงใฏใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฃใฆ่ฃธใงๆงๆง‹ใˆใฆใ€ใƒใƒŠใƒŠ้ฃŸในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ฆใƒ›ใ‚ฆใƒ›่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใจไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ โ€•โ€•่ฒดๅฅณใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?! ๅ†ๅบฆใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๅซใณใŸใ„ใฎใ‚’ๅ ชใˆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ไธ€ๆ–นใ€้šๅ“กใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—ใŸใกใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใซใƒˆใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชใŒๆฅใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้ก”ใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ตถๅฏพใซใใ‚“ใชใŠไบบๅฝขๆŠฑใˆใฆใ€ไผš่ซ‡ใซ่กŒใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚่กŒใใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใพใ™!ใ€ ใจใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพๆ‹’็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจๆถˆๅŽปๆณ•ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ้€ฃใ‚Œๆญฉใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹!? ๅธๅ›ฝๅฎฐ็›ธใจใฎๅฏ†่ซ‡็พๅ ดใซใ€ๅนผๅฅณใฎใŠไบบๅฝขใ•ใ‚“ๆŠฑใˆใฆ!! ใฉใ‚“ใช็ฝฐใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ ?! ๆš—็„ถใจ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใƒใƒณใƒใƒณใจๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซๅฉใ็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฆนใงใ‚‚้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่ฆณๅ…‰ใซๆฅใŸใจใงใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใชใ‚‰ไธ€ๅŒนใงใ‚‚ใ†ใŠ่…นใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅคใ„ๅฆนใฎใ“ใจใฏๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๅฆนใ‚’ๅฏๆ„›ใŒใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใพโ™ชใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่…•ใซใ—ใŒใฟไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ใ™ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ†ใฃใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใŒๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชใฎใงใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆŠฑใ็ท ใ‚ใฆ้ ญใ‚’ใชใงใชใงใ—ใŸใ„็™บไฝœใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๅŒๆ™‚ๅˆปใ€็…ๅญๆ—ใฎ็งปๅ‹•้›†่ฝใซใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใฎ็„กไบ‹ใ‚’็ฅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅทซๅฅณใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซๅคฉๅ•“ใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠๆง˜?ใ€ ใ‚ธใ‚ทใ‚นใŒ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใช่ƒธ้จ’ใŽใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œไป็Ž‹็ซ‹ใกใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฑ้™บใ ใ‚! ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใจ!ใ€ ใ€Œๅผทๆ•ตใŒ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚! ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใ ใจใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œไพ‹ใฎ็‰นไฝฟโ€•โ€•็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€‚่ก—ใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆ›ธ้กžใฎๆฑบ่ฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ทฒ้ผปใงๅฃฎๅนดใฎ็”ทโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎไพฏ็ˆตใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใŒใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใƒšใƒณใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹่จˆใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆฅๅฎข็”จใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใใฎ็”ทโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้’ๅนดใจ่จ€ใ†ในใใ‹โ€•โ€•ๅ•†ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใ€ใฉใ“ใซใงใ‚‚ใ„ใใ†ใชใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใฎ่–„ใ„ๅฝผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Žใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅฑ…ใŸใชใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ๅ€™่ฃœใ€ใ ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅคงใ—ใŸ้•ใ„ใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไฝ™่จˆใชใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใ€็ฉใฟใ‚ใŒใฃใŸๆ›ธ้กžใซๅ†ใณ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้žๅ…ฌๅผๅ”่ญฐใฎไบˆๅฎšใชใฎใงใฏ? ใ„ใกใŠใ†ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ“ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใซใฏใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใ‚“ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅธ้ƒฝใจใฏใช......ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ™‚้–“็š„ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅผท็กฌๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’ใจใ‚‰ใšใซๆธˆใพใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅง‹ๆœซใ™ใ‚‹่‡ชไฟกใŒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใ€ๆ›ธ้กžใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไป•ไบ‹ใฏใใฃใกใ‚Šใ“ใชใ—ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใ‚ขใƒชใƒใ‚คไฝœใ‚Šใ—ใจใ‹ใ‚“ใจใ€ๅ‹˜็นฐใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใจ้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚็š‡ๅธๆดพใ‹ใ€‚้€ฃไธญใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ…จใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ้™ฐ่ฌ€ใ ใจ้จ’ใŽ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ„ใกใ„ใก็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใชใ‚‰็„ก้ง„ใ‚’็œใใซ่ถŠใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€ ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚‚ไผš่ซ‡ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ่จญๅ–ถใ‚‚็ญ‰ไพกๅ€คใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅพŒใฏๅŠน็Ž‡ใฎๅ•้กŒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้…ท่–„โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ปฝ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซใ€้’ๅนดใฏใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใงๅฟœใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจๆœ€็ต‚็ขบ่ชใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ไพ‹ใฎใ€Ž่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€โ€•โ€•ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใซๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ้šๅˆ†ใจๅฝน็ซ‹ใกใใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใช็ซ็จฎใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ๆš‡ใฏใชใ„ใ€ ็ขบใ‹ใซไธ€ๅบฆใซๅคง้‡ใฎไบบๅ“กใƒป็‰ฉ่ณ‡ใ‚’็งป้€ใงใใ‚‹่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฏ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸๅ‚่ฌ€้”ใฎไธญใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅชๅ–ใ™ในใใจใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒๅคšใ€…ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๆญฆๅŠ›ไพตๆ”ปใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ ใ‚’ใ€ๅผตๅญใฎ่™Žใจ่ปฝ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ๅŠๅนด่ถณใ‚‰ใšใงๅทจๅคงใช็‰ˆๅ›ณใ‚’ๆŒใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ไพฎใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ“ใจใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่„…ๅจใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใชใฎใฏ่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎ็พ็Šถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใŒๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใ€ใใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ตใ‚ฏใ‚ต็ด›ใ‚Œใซ้ ˜ๅœŸใ‚’ๅ‰ฒ่ญฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‰ๅฑใ†ใ„่ณญใ‘ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚้•ทๆœŸๆˆฆใซใชใ‚ŒใฐใŠใใ‚‰ใๆˆฆ็ทšใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใพใฎๅธๅ›ฝใซใฏๅคง่ฆๆจกใชๆˆฆใ‚’่กŒใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎไฝ™ๅŠ›ใŒใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ้•ทใ„ๆญดๅฒใจๅ„ช็พŽใชไผ็ตฑใซ่ฃๆ‰“ใกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ ผๅผ้ซ˜ใ„ๅคงๅ›ฝใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่ฌณใ„ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๅค–้ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š็น•ใฃใŸใ€ไฝ“ใฎใ„ใ„่™š้ฃพใซใ—ใ‹่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€็พๅœจ่ช‡ใ‚‹ในใใ‚‚ใฎใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰้ŽๅŽปใ‚’ใ“ใจใ•ใ‚‰่ณ›็พŽใ—ใฆๆ‚ฆใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใซใฏ่ฒดๆ—้”ใฏๆฐ‘่ก†ใ‚’ๆพๅ–ใ—ใ€ๅฎ˜ๆฐ‘ใฎ้–“ใงใฏ่ณ„่ณ‚ใŒๆจช่กŒใ—ใ€ๅฝนไบบใฏ่ทๆจฉใ‚’ไนฑ็”จใ—ใฆ็งๆœใ‚’่‚ฅใ‚„ใ—ใ€ๆฐ‘่ก†ใฏไฝ•ใฎๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ›ใšๅ…จใฆใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๅ›ฝใธ่ปขๅซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไผ็ตฑใฏๆ‚ชๅผŠใจใชใ‚Šใ€่…ๆ•—ใจๆ€ ๆƒฐใ€่ฉญๅผใจ่ฒฌไปป่ปขๅซใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎไฟ—็‰ฉใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ™่‹—ๅบŠใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’้ง†้€ใ›ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎไพ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆ€ฅๆฟ€ใช็คพไผšไฝ“ๅˆถใฎๅค‰้ฉใฏๅ็™บใ‚’ๆ‹›ใใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎๅฅฝใใฎๅธใฎใ“ใจใ ใ€ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚็งใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใŒ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฐๅพŒๅ…ˆ่€ƒใˆใšใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่กŒใˆใฐใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅธใฎ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใคใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎ็‰นไฝฟใฏใ€Žไธๅนธใชไบ‹ๆ•…ใ€ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€้žๅ…ฌๅผไผš่ซ‡ๅ‰ใซไบกใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใ“ใ“ใซๅฑ…ใชใ„ใฏใšใฎไบบ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใจใ—ใฆใฏๅ€‹ไบบใฎๆญปใ‚’ๆ‹กๅคง่งฃ้‡ˆใ—ใฆใ€ๅฎฃๆˆฆๅธƒๅ‘Šโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใใ‚Œใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎใจใ“ใ‚่‡ชใ‚‰็Ž‡ๅ…ˆใ—ใฆๆˆฆใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ‚ใใพใงๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŸใคๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆจ™ๆฆœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๅฝผใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝไธปโ€•โ€•ใ„ใพใงใฏๅ˜ใซใ€Žๅงซใ€ใ€Žๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅฝผๅฅณใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ™ไปฃๅ่ฉžใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใฎไผใˆ่žใไบบใจใชใ‚Šใ‚„ใ€้€ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸๆ›ธ็ฐกโ€•โ€•่ฒดๆ—็คพไผšใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใกใช่จ€่‘‰้Šใณใ‚’ๆŽ’ใ—ใŸใ€้ฃพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใฎ็„กใ„ๆ–‡ไฝ“ใง็š„็ขบใซ็”จไปถใฎใฟใ‚’ไผใˆใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใค็„กๅ‘ณไนพ็‡ฅใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็ดฐใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅฟƒ้…ใ‚Šใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ„ใฃใๅฐๆฐ—ๅ‘ณ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ™ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไผผใŸๅˆ็†ๆ€งใ‚„ๆ•ดๅˆๆ€งใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏ้บๆ†พใฎๆ„ใ‚’่กจใ™ใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ๆฌกๅ›žใฎ้ ˜ๅœŸไบคๆธ‰ใงๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใซ่‰ฒใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ„ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใใฎ่พบใ‚ŠใŒๅŒๆ–นใฎ่ฝใจใ—ใฉใ“ใ‚ใจใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฏใ€Žไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใ€ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€ๅ…ƒใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้’ๅนดใŒๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฏŽๅบฆใฎไบ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€่จ€ใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใพใŸๆฐ—้…ใ‚‚ใชใๆถˆใˆใŸๅฝผใฎ็ฅžๅ‡บ้ฌผๆฒกใ•ใซ่ปฝใ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏใตใจ็ช“็กๅญใฎๅค–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๆ›‡ๅคฉใฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๅˆ†ๅŽšใใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅคœใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ก—ใ‚’่ฆ†ใ„ใคใใ—ใ€้ ใใซ้›ท้ณดใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๅผทใใชใฃใฆใใŸ้ขจใซ็ช“ๆž ใŒใ‚ฌใ‚ฟใ‚ฌใ‚ฟใจ้ณดใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚้›จใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๅ•้กŒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ€่’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใชใ€ ใฝใคใ‚Šใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ๅ†ใณๆบœใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ›ธ้กžใ‚’ๆฑบ่ฃใ™ในใใ€ใƒšใƒณใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚
Seven: The Imperial Chancellor Cloudy clouds of cloudy weather that were still going to cry covered Argentina, the capital of the Grawior Empire here. It was only in the beginning that I walked comfortably through Daimon, but as I approached the central city, the pedestrians began to increase, their walks slower and slower, and by the time I began to see the royal castle, it was as if it were to be rubbed by a pedestrian wave, and its footsteps were worse than those of a tortoise. For once, passers-by try to give way because it is a tailored carriage known as aristocracy/VIP, but the intrusion is water on the burning stone, and the companions of the short-minded Beastman clan, in a frustrating tone, claimed that it would be quicker to just get down and run, but that's just against courtesy, which makes them calm down somehow. "... and you're an amazing person. Is it some kind of festival?" When Levan mouthed whatever Levan thought in a half-hearted, half-hearted tone at the number of tender-like people visible through the window gap, a . headed beautiful toddler in a rose dress sitting next to her - the demon guide doll Chibi Scarlet Snow - responded with a grinning face. "No, no, it's a city of this size, so it's not population dense with Willide or Ara. Plus, I just got home from work in time, and on top of that, it's this weather. I think this is all crowded by trying to finish shopping early. On the contrary, if it was raining, I guess no one would have left." In this world where dyeing techniques are underdeveloped, it is normal for a human wearing some superior kimono not to walk when it rains, because when wet in water, the dye of his clothes falls off. "Are you saying you bumped into each other at a bad time?" Something like time-bound work and weather shopping are almost indecisive Beastman habits, and don't think too much about this time, this visit in the weather - or the insane way of using the beastman's acuteness and the mobility of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson to enter the Empire half-authorized and contact the Chancellor just before entering the Imperial Capital - but Levan chewed on the inner hozo that it might have been a failure. The beginning of the incident began with the transfer device discovered by Scarlet Snow and others the other day - unlike the transfer magic formation, some movement was fine-tunable, once the owner, Scarlet Snow, stored it in a storage space (inventory) and took it back to the ground and reinstalled it - and sent it to the Imperial Chancellor with a letter stating that he wanted to implement the agreement regarding the treatment of this additionally. Its contents (the existence of a transfer device and free trade using this) naturally called for considerable ripples in the empire as well. As soon as possible, the Imperial Chancellor returned a reply containing the contents of his desire to hold direct prior consultations rather than exchanges in documents, as soon as possible and in secret. "If it was a secret, I'd join in" "" "" No!!! After sealing off Scarlet Snow, who was about to say something light-hearted, with four people, King Collard, himself, Tendai and Miko, who were there, I ended up being a representative of the country where the device was located, and I was in a relatively easy position to move... "... Um, Your Highness. Do you still want to talk about it?" I asked the Scarlet Snow doll, who rarely sighted the city of Argentina, with a toddler's attitude as it seemed. "Yeah, but? If you can't come directly, you'll have to compromise now." Looking back, inflate your cheeks slightly dissatisfied. - No, you don't have to come here, so I'd like you to stand down at the castle and just wait for the report. Yes, Levan swallows words that came out to his throat. "... Normally, I don't think I would come to a prior consultation with a toddler." "Mm-hmm. Then I'm pretending to be a doll during the discussion, so why don't you just hold someone and walk? If you say it's a tradition of the Beasts, I'm convinced that's the way it is." In general perception, Scarlet Snow adds that the Beast Nation is to the extent that they are spearing naked and saying uho while eating bananas. - What do you think you are, the Beast Clan?! Again, Levan desperately wants to scream. Meanwhile, the Beastmen of his entourage turned their faces away at the same time so that no tobacco could come to them. 'I would never hold a doll like that and go to a meeting. As long as I'm going, I'll get away from this place! And they all refused silently. Then do you have to take yourself with the erasure method!? Holding a toddler doll at the scene of a secret conversation with the Imperial Chancellor!! What punitive game is that?! Scarlet Snow slaps Levan's shoulder with her head in a pompous and easygoing manner with a seemingly innocent grin. "Well, you can just think that even my sister took me on a sightseeing trip, brother." "My sister-in-law would be hungry by herself." "Forget about your old sister. Love your new sister, brother." That's what I said. I saw on Levan's arm, little Scarlet Snow scratching. - Ugh. I know I'm joking, but the cuteness of my appearance is overwhelming, so I'm driven by seizures that I didn't want to cuddle and put my head in. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ At the same time, in the mobile settlement of the Lions... In meditation, a heavenly scripture ran behind Asmina, a witch who wished her brother-in-law well. "-!! "What is it, Master Asmina? Ignoring Gisis frowning, Asmina is attacked by fierce chest commotion and becomes Jen-royal. "It's dangerous! Dear Brother Levan, the danger is imminent!! "- What the hell! "Strong enemies are imminent! Something like this makes me feel like my sister's (my) position will be taken away!!!" "... what? "Was it the example envoy - the 'Beast King' of the Beast People? I hear you've entered the city." Warren, a marquis and prime minister of the Grawior Empire, a man of magnificent age with an eagle nose who was making a paperwork ruling toward the executive desk, once put the pen in his hand. I guess I was anticipating when he could rest his hands. The man who was sitting on the couch for visitors - no, should I say youth - dressed like a merchant, listened to his words of weak presence when he seemed to be everywhere, and Warren raised his face with the 'Speaking of which, you were there' face. "It's 'Candidate for Beast King' to be exact. Well, there's no big difference between either." I look at the piled up paperwork again with the face that I don't have time to think about such an extra thing. "Aren't we planning on having an informal consultation? Shouldn't you be getting ready? "It's not necessary. You won't make it to this mansion anyway. Damn, I'm already with Empire... if I could spare a little more time, I'd have done it without tough means. - Or are you not sure you want to end it? Only for a moment, raise your face from the paperwork and stare at the other person's face. "No. Of course I'll do my job perfectly, but somewhat alibi making, unlike some of the folks out there who take care of it? "Hmm. An emperor. They'll make a scene that if anything happens, it's all this conspiracy. I don't care which way I'm dealing with him. If it's the same thing, I've never gotten past wasting it." Both people's lives and their set-up for talks are worth it, later it is a matter of efficiency. Rather than being cruel - young people responded in a tone that doesn't matter again - to what can be said because they are thoroughly underestimating their lives. "And the final confirmation is that the example 'transfer device' - do you really mind if I break it? It's going to help a lot, though." "I don't need it. I don't have time for extra sparks." Indeed, a transfer device capable of transferring large quantities of personnel and supplies at once is attractive. Among the staff members who asked for their opinion, there were many opinions that it should be taken from the Free Alliance of Cres. But if it were a clear armed invasion, it would undoubtedly be a total force battle against the entire Crimson Empire, the Patriarchate of Cres. Many people belittle Imperial Crimson, a crimson empire that is still unclear where its country is, as Tenzi's tiger, but Warren did nothing to insult the power of his opponent, who has come to have a giant imprint in less than six months. No, it is the current situation in my own country that is more problematic than the threat of the other person. Although the Kres-Kensruna federation split and succeeded in ceding territory to its docile dispute, this was even a dangerous bet. Probably wouldn't have been able to maintain the front if it had been a long fight. As a matter of fact, the Empire now has no room for a massive battle. Highly formatted power Grawior, backed by a long history and graceful traditions. Such a complaining only sounded like a good bodily ornament that, from Warren's point of view, took care of the outer surface. At the end of the day, because there is nothing to be proud of at present, isn't it just a joy to praise the past all the more? In reality, the nobles exploit the people, bribes are rampant between the public and private sectors, officials abuse their powers to fatten their private clothes, and the people transfer all responsibility to the country without any effort. Tradition has become a vice, a seedling bed that produces objects full of corruption and laziness, manipulation and transfer of responsibility. We have to get rid of these at all costs. But without having to look at the example of the kingdom of Amitia, the radical transformation of the social system is repulsive. I need time. to rebuild this country. - I'm talking about the new stuff lover emperor, he's holding it down at my place so far, but if this thing gets in my ear, I won't think about it later, and he'll embark on free trade negotiations with the Crimson, the Crimson Empire. But if you do that, it will upset your balance with the Eon Holy Kingdom. Then I'll have to strike my hand before I can get into the ear of the emperor. The envoy of the Free Alliance of Cres dies before informal talks due to an 'unfortunate accident'. He's not supposed to be here. Even as the Crimson Imperial Crimson of the Crimson Empire would not be able to officially disprove it. Regardless, the possibility is to interpret the death of an individual broadly and declare war - but Warren thinks it probably won't. Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, has never taken the initiative to wage war on its own so far, and has only received one sign of posture. I also feel a sense of reasonableness and consistency similar to my own because I have become a listener to the propaganda of the kingdoms of his country - which are now simply synonymous with 'princess' and 'princess sire' when I say 'princess' - and the letters sent to me - which convey precisely only the matter in a decorative form, often in aristocratic societies, and which I feel even petty, with a fine concern that does not yet become tasteless and dry. Then, as for this one, I would like to express my regret, and I may return some colors to that statement in the next territorial negotiations. Perhaps the area will be a drop for both sides. And Kress' transfer device is destroyed by 'some kind of raid'. That's fine. Because what didn't exist originally just returns to its original state. Second, when I noticed, the young man sitting on the couch was disappearing. Every time, without a word of greeting, Warren glanced up outside the window vitreous, slightly frowning at his deity, which disappeared without a sign. Cloudy weather was finally thick, covering the city as if at night, and thunder began to be heard in the distance. The window frame rattled out in the wind that was getting stronger. It would be only a matter of time before the rain shook up. - It could get rough today. Pompous and grumbling, Warren reached for the pen to rule on the paperwork he had accumulated again.
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็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซไฝ‡ใ‚€ๅฑฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅทจไฝ“ใ€‚็†Šไบบๆ—ใฎใ€Žๅทจๅฒฉใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใŒใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ซ็ฌนใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ’ฅใˆใ€ใ™ใฑใƒผใฃใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใซใ’ใชใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็…ๅญๆ—ใฎ่‹ฅใ„ใฎใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“่ฆชใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ่‹ฆใฟ่ตฐใฃใŸ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎๅฃฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใจใ‚‚ๆต่กŒใ‚Š็—…ใง็ฅž็ฃใฎๅบญ(ใ‚ใฎไธ–)ใธๆ—…็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€ๆฐ—ใฎๆฏ’ใซใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใชใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฅณใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใจใ€ใชใœใ‹ๆœ€่ฟ‘็Ÿฅใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็ท‹้›ชใฎ้ก”ใŒ่„ณ่ฃใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ้ก”ใ ใชใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ“ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ฆ‹ไธ–็‰ฉใงๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใ–้ฆฌ้นฟ้ฆฌ้นฟใ—ใ„ใ€ๆฃ„ๆจฉใ—ใชใ€ ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใฏๅ˜ๅˆ€็›ดๅ…ฅใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไพฎใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€้ง†ใ‘ๅผ•ใใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅง‘ๆฏใ•ใฏใชใใ€็œŸๅฎŸใใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใฎๅฟ ๅ‘Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซๅซŒใ„ใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ญใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใจใฏ่…•ใšใใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅ˜็ด”ๆ˜Žๅฟซใ ใชใ€‚ๅซŒใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅณๆ‰‹ๅณ่ถณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆใ€่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆๅŠ่บซใซๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใบใฃใจใƒใƒƒใ‚ซ็ฌนใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซๅใๆจใฆใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใœใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅˆๅ›ณใซ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅผตใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ๆธฉใพใงไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅฏฉๅˆคใŒ้–‹ๅง‹ใฎๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใจใฏ้€†ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆตใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹็‰ฉ็†็š„ใชๅœงๅŠ›ใพใงๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๆฎบๆฐ—ใซใ€่‚Œใฎ่กจ้ขใŒใกใ‚Šใกใ‚Šใจ็„ผใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅผทใ„ใชใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใใ†็ด ็›ดใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซใฏใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ๅทจไฝ“ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅพŒใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็œ‰้–“ใ€ๅ–‰ใ€้ณฉๅฐพใ€่„‡่…นใ€่‚ก้–“ใ€่†ใชใฉ้›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ€ฅๆ‰€ใฏๆ•ฐๅคšใ„ใ€‚ ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใฎๅทจไฝ“ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ†—้•ทใชๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆ€ฅๆ‰€ใซๅผท็ƒˆใชไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€่กŒๅ‹•ไธ่ƒฝใซใ™ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ไธ€ๆ’ƒๅฟ…ๆฎบใŒ็‹™ใ„ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‹ใคใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใฆใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅ‹•ใ“ใ†ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅคงๆŠ€ใงไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆฑบใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๅฟƒ็ฉใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒๆŒใฃใŸ่‚‰ไฝ“ใ‚’้Žไฟกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€่ฉฐใ‚ๅฐ†ๆฃ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆˆฆ็•ฅใ‚’็ทดใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้•ทๆ‰€ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใŸๆˆฆใ„ใซๅง‹็ต‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ๅฎŸใซๆ‰‹ๅ …ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Žใพใฉใ‚‹ใฃใ“ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใฎใ…ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅ…จๅŠ›ใงใถใคใ‹ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€้žๅŠ›ใชๅฐ็‰ฉๅŒๅฃซใฏไฝ™่จˆใช่…นใฎๆŽขใ‚Šใ‚ใ„ใงๆ™‚้–“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใจใฃใฆ......ใ€ ้”ไบบๅŒๅฃซใฎ้ง†ใ‘ๅผ•ใใ‚’ใ€ใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆ–ฌใฃใฆๆจใฆใ‚‹็พๅœจใ€ๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซไธญใฎ ใŒๅพ…ๆฉŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้š ๅฏ†ๆดปๅ‹•ใซ็‰นๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ่ฆช่ก›้šŠ(......ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใพใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฎ!?)้šŠๅฃซใŒๅธธใซใ€ ใ€Žใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚็Ž„ไบบๅ—ใ‘ใ™ใ‚‹่ฉฆๅˆใงใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‹่ฒ ใŒไธ€็žฌใงๆฑบใพใ‚‹ใ€ๅ‰ฃ่ฑชใ‚„ใ‚ฌใƒณใƒžใƒณใฎๆฑบ้—˜ใฟใŸใ„ใงใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Žๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅงซใ€ไบ›ไบ‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไผšๅ ดใซไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใƒใ‚บใƒŸใŒๆฝœใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใŠๆฐ—ใฅใใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹่ฆ–็ทšใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ้–“่€…ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Žๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใฎใ…ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฎ่€…ใฏ่ฆช่ก›้šŠใŒๆ•็ฒใ—ใฆใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅงซใฏใŠๆฐ—ๅ…ผใญใชใใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฆ‹ไธ–็‰ฉใ‚’ใŠๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•ใจใฎใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไผ่จ€ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Žใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ๆ•ใพใˆใŸ้–“่€…ใฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ“ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็ญ”ใˆใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹่‹ฅๅนฒใ€ๅธฐใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใพใ•ใ‹? ใฏใ€ๆญป่€…ใฎๅฐ‹ๅ•ใ‚„ๆ‹ทๅ•ใ‚‚ใงใใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใใ‚Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆ! ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ๆš—ใซ ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใพใŸๅ„ๅ›ฝใงใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฉ•ๅˆคใŒใ€ใ€Žๅธ่ก€่–”่–‡ใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Ž้ฎฎ่ก€ใฎ้ญ”ๅฅณๅธใ€ใจใ‹ๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใƒผใญใ‡ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใฎใซไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใฎใซ!! ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใŠใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ—่บซใซๅ›žใฃใฆใฏใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒใ€้‡้‡ใจใ‚‚ใซๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆๅœงๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅธธใซๅ…ˆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅ‹ๆฉŸใฏ่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒชใ‚ธใƒชใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใฆใ€็ˆชๅ…ˆใŒใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅœๅ†…ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไฝ“ใŒ็–พ้ขจใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ฅž้€Ÿใฎ่ธใฟ่พผใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅด้ขใซๅ›žใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ไธ‹ๆฎต่นดใ‚Šใง่„›ใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๅทจไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„็žฌ็™บๅŠ›ใง็ด ๆ—ฉใ่ทณ่บใ—ใฆ้ฟใ‘ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ฉบไธญใงๅทฆๅ›žใ—่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใ‚‹! ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅๅฟœ้€Ÿๅบฆใซ่ˆŒใ‚’ๅทปใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’่บฑใ—ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ็€ๅœฐๅœฐ็‚นใ‚’ไบˆๆธฌใ—ใฆใ€่ท้›ขใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“!ใ€ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎไธกๆ‰‹ใฎ็ˆชใŒ็ฉบไธญใงไบคๅทฎใ—ใฆใ€Xๅญ—ใ‚’ๆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ไธก่ถณใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž ่ฆณๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€ใ€Œใธใˆใ€้ขจๅˆƒใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใจๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆŽŒๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰็™บใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใ€Ž็ซๆฐ—ใ€ใซๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใ€ใใฎ็ˆ†็™บๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆ่ฉฆๅˆๅ ดใฎไธŠใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€่ถ…ไฝŽ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰็€ๅœฐใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใฎใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ่™šใ‚’็ชใใ€ใใฎไธก่ถณใ‚’ๅˆˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚ญใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๅทจไฝ“ใŒๆบใ‚‰ใใŒใ€ใพใ ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใซใฏ็จ‹้ ใ„ใ€‚ ๅฏ†็€ใ—ใŸ้–“ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅซŒใฃใŸใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใŒๅŠใฐๅผทๅผ•ใซๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ—ใ€ใใฎ้š™ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ่†่นดใ‚Šใง็ชใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๅทจไฝ“ใŒๆตฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฌใ†ใ€ ๅ†ๅบฆใ€้ขจๅˆƒใ‚’ๆ”พใจใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๆ‡ใธใจใ€็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅฏ†็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใƒƒ!! ใปใผใ‚ผใƒญ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰„ใ‚’ไผดใ†็ชใใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๅ…จ่บซใซ่กๆ’ƒใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใพใฎใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€็™บ้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ€‚ ไฝ“ๅ†…ใซๆตธ้€ใ—ใŸใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใซ่ถณ่…ฐใŒๆŠœใ‘ใใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใจใ€ใพใŸๆจช้š”่†œใฎ็—™ๆ”ฃใจใงๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้‡ใใชใฃใŸไฝ“ใฎใ‚ญใƒฌใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅผทๅผ•ใซ้ขจๅˆƒใ‚’ใพใจใ„ไป˜ใ‹ใ›ใŸไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ท้›ขใงใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€่‚‰ไฝ“ๅผทๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใฃใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่ฟฝใ†ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฎๆ–นใŒ้ฅใ‹ใซๅคงใใ„ใฏใš! ใƒ‘ใƒณ! ่‚‰ใจ่‚‰ใ‚’ๅฉใ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใƒ!?ใ€ ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใŒไฝŽใๅ‘ปใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฟ…ๆฎบใฎไธก่…•ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ฅใ‹ใซๅฐๆŸ„ใงใ€็ดฐ่บซใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไธกๆŽŒใซๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŒๅ‰„ๆŽŒ!ใ€ ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆŽŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใŒใปใจใฐใ—ใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ใฎ่กๆ’ƒๆณขใŒใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฎไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ชใๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ทณใณ้€€ใฃใŸใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฏๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใฏๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใƒ€ใƒฉใƒชใจๅž‚ใ‚Œไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ ใ„? ใพใ ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ไธ€ๆตใฎๆˆฆๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ๅผ•ใ้š›ใ‚’ใ‚ใใพใˆใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ไธ€็žฌใฎ้–“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ๅ‹่€…ๆ•—่€…ใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใ€่ณž่ณ›ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ„Ÿๆฅตใพใฃใฆ่ฉฆๅˆๅ ดใซ็™ปใฃใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๆŠฑใใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใจใ€่ฟทๆƒ‘ใใ†ใช้ก”ใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆฒป็™‚ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’ใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒค็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใ€‚ ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใ‚ซใ‚ชใ‚นใฃใฝใ„็Šถๆณใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’ๆ”พใ—ใฆใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใซใ‹ไบˆ้ธใฎๆฑบๅ‹ๆˆฆใพใงใฏ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€‚ๆฌกใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ€่ฑนไบบๆ—ใฎๅ‹‡่€…ใƒ€ใƒ“ใƒ‰ใจ่›‡ไบบๆ—ใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใฎใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‹ใ€ ไธ‹้ฆฌ่ฉ•ใงใฏใ€7ๅฏพ3ใงใƒ€ใƒ“ใƒ‰ใŒๅ„ชๅ‹ขใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†่ฉฆๅˆใฎใปใ†ใ‚‚่ฆณๆˆฆใ—ใฆใŠใใ‹ใ€ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐใƒ€ใƒ“ใƒ‰ใฎๆ–นใซๅ‹ใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚่›‡ใจใ‹ใƒˆใ‚ซใ‚ฒใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—ๅฅฝใใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ่›‡ไบบๆ—ใฏ่›‡ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจ็›ด็ซ‹ใ—ใฆๅฐปๅฐพใฎใชใ„ๆ็ซœใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎ็จฎๆ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ…จ่บซใซ้ฑ—ใŒใƒ†ใƒฉใƒ†ใƒฉๅ…‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใจใ€่›‡็‰นๆœ‰ใฎใ‚ใฎ็›ฎใฏใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚็”Ÿ็†็š„ใซๅ—ใ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅทจๅคงๆ€ช็ฃใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„่ญ˜ใฏใชใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚(ใ ใ„ใŸใ„้ฑ—ใฎๅคงใใ•ใŒ1ๆžš1.5mใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅˆฅใฎ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใ ใ‚ˆใญ)ใ€ใพใ‚้พไบบๅฝขๆ…‹ใฏใถใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‘ใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚......ๆ€–ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไบˆ้ธไผš2ๅ›žๆˆฆ็ฌฌไบŒ่ฉฆๅˆใ€‚ ๅ‹่ฒ ใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉไธ€็žฌใงๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’่‡ชๅœจใซไฝฟใ†ใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใฎ็Œ›ๆ”ปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใใ‚Œใšใซใ€ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ใƒŠใƒžใ‚นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใพใ‚ŒใŸใƒ€ใƒ“ใƒ‰ใŒ่ก€ใฎๆตทใฎไธญๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅ‚ทใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅคงๅ‡บ่ก€ใ€ใฉใ†ใฟใฆใ‚‚่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใชใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘†ๆฐ—ใชใใ‚‚ๅ‡„ๆƒจใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซ่ฆณๅฎขใ‚‚ๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใชใ„ไธญใ€ๅ‹ใกๅไน—ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซๆ‚ ใ€…ใจ็พๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใฎ็›ฎใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใŒไธ€็žฌๅˆใฃใฆใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้ข็™ฝใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใใ“ใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ„ใค......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใจใ€้™บใ—ใ„็›ฎใงใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใฎๅพŒใ‚ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฎไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃๅฃซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฐ็ดฐๅทฅใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ ใญใ€‚ ใงใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆฑบๅ‹้€ฒๅ‡บใฏใปใผ็ตถๆœ›ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚ใฎใ‚ญใƒชใƒซใซ้—‡่จŽใกใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใคใคใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไธ€ไบบใ”ใกใŸใ€‚
Mountain giant nestled in front of you. Eugen, the "giant rock" of the Bear tribe, looked at Levan with a hackathon in his mouth and a full dose. Then he opened his mouth in an indescribable tone. "Young Lions, do you have any parents? It is the voice of a calm man who ran bitterly. "No, we both traveled to the Garden of the Divine Beast (afterlife) due to an epidemic disease" "Well, I'm sorry. - Do you have a woman to grieve for? Fu, my sister-in-law (Asmina), who had been with me a long time, and for some reason the face of Scarlet Snow, whom I had just recently known, floated in my brain. "... you're a face to be there. I'm not saying anything bad, it's ridiculous to risk your life with such a spectacle, abstain." Eugen's story was straightforward. Nevertheless, there was no euphoria there to insult or rush the other person, and it was clear that it was truthful and thoughtful advice. I'm not the type of person I personally hate. "What if I said no? "... all you have to do is brace yourself" "Maybe I'll do it, it's simple and clear. I don't hate you. That kind of thing." Then he laughed and Levan put his right hand in front of him, his hips dropped and stood on his half. "... do it" He threw up Pekka Sasaki on the ground and Eugen took a stand with his hands spread out. "Oh, let's do it" I felt the air straining on the signal and dropping to the temperature. At the same time, the referee sends a signal to begin. Contrary to the surrounding sensations, Levan felt the surface of his skin burn properly to the killing sensation that he felt up to the physical pressure flowing from Eugene. - You're strong. I honestly feel like I don't have to go with it. Nevertheless, Levan had no fear of Eugen, nor any whimsy towards the giant. There are numerous steeples that cannot be worked out such as eyebrows, throats, dovetails, flanks, groins, knees, etc. Clearly, I'm not willing to make any redundant beatings from the front against this giant. Just put a strong blow in the steeple and render it inactive - a blow special was the aim. I guess Eugen knows that too, wary of jumping in and being able to match the counter, not trying to move from himself. No, I'm twitching, but I don't seem to have the heart to decide at once with the big moves. Without overconfident the flesh you were born with, you work out your strategy like a stuffed chess and end up in a battle that draws on your strengths. Unlike his appearance, he was a tough opponent. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "It's so dull." Just hit each other with all the good stuff you can, the powerless little things take all the time with the extra belly exploration... ' I laughed bitterly at the blurring of the skinholes in the devil's body at the moment of slashing and throwing away the masters' rush from each other as crap. By the way, even as you seem to be visiting with patience, at your feet there is a shadow move waiting for you to engrave (like this), and overhead there is a daily day, and today there is a speckled dove (however) headed by General Thirteen Demons waiting. SS (... there was even such a thing!?) team members specializing in covert activities are always on the lookout for their surroundings in pairs (two-man cells). 'Well, these are also quite fun games where you take a bastard. The battle is decided in an instant, it's like a duel between a swordsman and a gunman, and it's harassing.' "Is it Master Left? By the way, princess, are you aware that there are several rats lurking in this venue? 'Oh, I feel some gaze. Between other countries, I guess.' "Most of them are like that. In the meantime, most people are caught by SS, and if the princess doesn't mind, if you enjoy this spectacle - it's a message from Spotted Pigeon. ' "Hmm, is the intercept properly alive? The answer to this question is, for some reason, slightly late to come back... no way? '- It's okay. The Ghost Eye Monk Masakazu and Kyoue of the Seven Hazards Star Beast can also interrogate and torture the dead. " That's not okay! It's like saying, "I killed you all in the dark." Now my reputation in various countries will be called "Queen of Blood Sucking Roses" or "Empress of Blood Demons" again - hey. You didn't do anything and you didn't do anything!! - Oh, it seems to have finally begun. The first move came from Levan. Turning passively, there is too much difference between reach and weight to be overwhelmed. You can't find a winning chance without always taking the lead. Jiriziri and we approached each other, and Levan's body turned into a disease on the verge of his toenails entering Eugen's attack zone. From divine speed steps, he has quickly jumped and avoided with unimaginable instantaneous force from the giant against Levan, who tries to turn to the side and prune his tibia with a lower kick, releasing an even more left-turning kick in the air. - I'll do it! As you wrap your tongue around your opponent's reaction speed, reduce the distance by predicting the landing point of Eugen, like attacking. "Hmm!" Moment after moment, the nails of Eugen's two hands crossed in the air, drawing an X-shape. Instinctively, both hands and feet of protective equipment - even if received in "Dry General" and "Moyeh (Bukya)" - were pushed by momentum and blown away. The scarlet snow I was watching said, "Heh, it's a wind blade. I have the same skills," he whines as impressed. Levan, who seemed to have been blown away, "Ha!" At that moment, he converts the mind emanating from the palm bottom into 'fire', uses its explosive power to move over the game field, poking through the void of Eugene the moment he lands from ultra-low altitude, and pruning both his legs. I got a sliding kick at my feet, the Eugen giant rocks, but it's still far from damaging. Eugene's giant floated slightly as Eugene, who hated a close intermission, tried to push back half forcefully, sticking that gap up with a knee kick. "Wet." Again, Levan snuggles completely into Eugene's nose trying to release the wind blade with momentum as if it had exploded. Gah!! A shock ran across Eugen's body after a thrust involving a thrust released from almost zero distance. It would be bad if I ate another shot of the current one. Aware of the feeling that his ankle was about to fall out of the damage penetrated into his body and also the spasm of the diaphragm, Eugen waved his hands forcefully clumping the wind blade together so as to embrace Levan in front of him. You'll take damage yourself at this distance, but the damage your opponent will be chasing should be far greater from physical strength! Bread! The sound of beating meat and meat sounded. "What no!?" Eugen groaned low. Because I found out that both arms of the special were much smaller than myself and stopped by the palms of skinny Levan. "Twin claps! I was relieved from the palm of Levan I received, and the shock wave of my chi thrust through Eugen's hands. Eugen, who bounced off like he had been bounced, tries to set up, but his hands lost power and remained dangling with dalari. "What do you say? Do you still want to go on? Eugen, smiling bitterly at Levan's question, slowly shook his neck to the side. "No, let's not. My loss." In a first-rate warrior-like, dramatic attitude, a moment was set aside, and the laughter was raised, along with the winners and losers. Asmina climbing to the game field feeling so impressed, hugging Levan, and Levan looking annoyed. And Eugen laughing and watching the sight of it while being treated. I let go of the chaos-like situation and for now I sighed in relief. "Have you managed to make it to the final of the qualifying round? The next opponent is either the Leopard brave Davido or the Serpent mercenary Cyril" In the Lower Horse Review, Davido is seen as the dominant -for-. "... well, I'd rather watch the game today" But I wonder if you want Davido to beat you if possible. I don't like snakes or lizards. Incidentally, the Snake Nation was more of a species that felt like an upright, tailless dinosaur than a snake. Well, there's something about scales glowing all over your body and that snake-specific eye that's physiologically unacceptable to either. Oh, just in case you become a giant monster in your heavenly (tendai) class, you don't have that kind of consciousness (more or less when the size of a scale is . m or so, it's another creature altogether), well, the dragon man form is a blah blah blah blah creep.... I can't tell you because I'm scared. And the second game of Preliminary Game 2. The battle was almost decided in an instant. Without the onslaught of Cyril, who freely used his double sword, Davido, whose entire body was chopped like a catfish, was sinking in a sea of blood. That much wound, that much haemorrhage, whatever it may be, is definitely fatal. In the absence of a voice from the audience to the dismal and tragic sight, Cyril's eyes slowly descended from the scene there, as well as my eyes met for a moment, with an obviously amusing grin there. This guy...... "Oh, was that Cyril so strong..." I sighed inside as I sidelined Asmina and Levan watching Cyril behind her with a rugged eye. That was a player's two-handed swordsman skill, that one. I don't know what kind of smallworker you did, but that's a player. So, Levan's finals will be almost hopeless than the players are in. "Well, what's up" In the meantime, while I was wondering how I could darken that Cyril, I was alone.
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ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ้™ๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฉบ้–“ใงใฏใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใชใฉใชใโ€œ้ขโ€ใงๅˆถๅœงใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚โ€œ็ทšโ€ใงใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซ็ต‚ๅง‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅๅฟœ้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹้€Ÿๅบฆใจใ€่บซไฝ“ใฎๅฐใ•ใ•ใ€ๆŸ”่ปŸๆ€งใ‚’้ง†ไฝฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ไบ’่ง’ใซๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ๆผ”ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฎŸ่ณช็š„ใซใฏๆ™‚้–“็จผใŽไปฅไธŠใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ€ ไปฅไธŠใ‚’่ธใพใˆใฆใ€ใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใŒใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒใ€็พๅœจใฎ็Šถๆณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ€็„ก้ง„ใชๆŠตๆŠ—ใฏ่ซฆใ‚ใŸใฎใ‹? ็ตๆžœใฏๅŒใ˜ใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็ด ใฃ่ฃธใง้™ๅ‚ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒๅ‚ทใ‚‚ๆต…ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎ็ฑ ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใจๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ ใ€Œๅ†—่ซ‡ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚็”Ÿๆ†Žใจใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆธ…ใ„ไฝ“ใงๆˆปใฃใฆใ€ๅฐ†ๆฅ็š„ใซๅฅฝใใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใจ็ตๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใงใ€ใ”ๆœŸๅพ…ใซใฏๅฟœใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใจ่ปฝๅฃใง่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๆŠœใๆ‰‹็ซ‹ใฆใฏโ€•โ€•ๅฎŸใฏ2ใคใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’ๅบฆๅค–่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธŠใซใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใช่ณญใ‘ใชใฎใงโ€•โ€•ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใฃใใฎใ“ใจใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใŸใพใพ่พฑใ‚ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็›ฎ็š„ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใง่‡ชๅฎณใงใ‚‚ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ€ๆƒ‘ใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹โ€•โ€•ใจใ€ไธ€็žฌๆจใฆ้‰ขใช่€ƒใˆใ‚‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ้ŽใŽใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚็š†ใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏ่ซ–ๅค–ใ ใ€‚ ๅ‹ใฃใฆๅธฐใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆ่’ผ็ฅžใ‚’็จใฟไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„šใ‹ใ ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒใใ“ใพใงๆ„šใ‹ใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใžใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ป’ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅนปๆƒณใ ใ‚ใ†? ็พๅฎŸใซใฏ็งใฏใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅไบ‹ๆ•…ใงๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๅ›ใซ้€ขใ†ไบˆๅฎšใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฎใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒœใƒผใƒณใฃใฆใฉใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆๆญฃ็ขบใชใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่™š้œงๅ†…ใงใฎๆœ€ๆœŸใฎ้ธๆŠžใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ่ตคใ„ๆ‰‰ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆธกใฃใฆใชใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใƒขใƒˆใง่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ขใซ็ขบๅฎšใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ ใŒ......ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๆจใฟ...ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ไฟบใฎๆœ›ใพใฌ้ธๆŠžใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŠๅ‰ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅคฑๆœ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚‹ๆ€จใฟใฎๅฟตใŒใ€็ขบใ‹ใซไฟบใฎไธญใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไบ‹ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใจๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆ„›ๆƒ…ใฎ่ฃ่ฟ”ใ—ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆ€จใฟ็ฏ€ใฎไธ€ใคใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ๅคฑๆœ›ใ ใฎๆ€จใฟใ ใฎ่จ€ใ†ๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใซใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆทกใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใง็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’็”˜ใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€่‡ชไฟก้Žๅ‰ฐใชใฎใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆ™‚้–“็จผใŽใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ็ตŒใฆใฐ็ตŒใคใปใฉๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ1ใคใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏๆถผใ—ใ’ใซใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่ฉฑใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅฎŸใ€ใ˜ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚Šใจๅข—ๅคงใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ไฝ“ๅ†…ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซ่บซใ‚’ๅง”ใญใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšๆœ€ๅพŒใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‰ใฏใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใŒ่พฟใ‚‹ๆœชๆฅใ€ใจใ€ŽไฟบใŒๆœ›ใ‚“ใ ้ŽๅŽปใ€ใฎ่ฑกๅพดใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒๆœ›ใ‚“ใ ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใฒใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€่…นใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๆจฉๅˆฉใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ“ใง็งใฎ่ฒฌไปปใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใชใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚็”ทใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไปฎใซใ‚‚็ฅžใ‚’ๅไน—ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ็”Ÿๆ†Žใจ็ฅžใจใ„ใˆไฟบใ‚‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซๅŒ…ๆ‹ฌใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ไธ‡่ƒฝใจใ„ใ†่จณใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆณขๅ‹•้–ขๆ•ฐใฎไธ็ขบๅฎšๆ€งๅŽŸ็†ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใซใฏๅธธใซๅค‰ๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒๅๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ…จ็Ÿฅๅ…จ่ƒฝใฎๅ”ฏไธ€็ฅžใซใ‚‚ใƒฉใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใฎ้ญ”ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚Šๅพ—ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ......่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชไธ–็•Œใซใฏใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใชไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚‹็ฅžใงใ‚‚้ญ”ใงใ‚‚ไบˆๆธฌใ—ๅพ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ......่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚้€€ๅฑˆใ—ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฎŒ็’งใชใ‚“ใฆใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ˜ใฟใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใงใใ†ๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใŠๅ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ไฟบใซใฏ็œฉใ—ใๆ†งใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใงใฏโ€•โ€•ๅฟƒๅบ•ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ็Ÿ›ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใญใˆ......ๅ˜ใชๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ไฟบใฎใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ…ซใคๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ ......ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅผ•ใ้‡‘ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘็†ไธๅฐฝใงใ‚‚ๅ…ฑ็Šฏ่€…ใจใ—ใฆ่ฒฌไปปใฏๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎ่ฉฑใฎ็ถšใใ ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‹ใคใฆใฎไฟบใฏใƒ’ใ‚ญใ‚ณใƒขใƒชใฎใƒ‹ใƒผใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ†่ฉฑใ—ใŸใชใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใŠๅ‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจๅงฟใซ่งฆ็™บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ€Žใƒ†ใ‚ฏใƒŽใ‚นใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒณใ€ใงๅƒใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ1ๅนด้–“ใง50ใ‚ญใƒญใปใฉ็—ฉใ›ใŸใฎใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆฟ€ๅ‹™ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“้–ขไฟ‚ใŒๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ ใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ใใซ็คพไผšใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บใšใพใจใ‚‚ใชไบบ้–“้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚‚ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใซใฏใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใŒๅœฐ็„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ไผš็คพใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒžใƒผไธŠใŒใ‚Šใฎไฟบใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใจใ“ใจใ‚“้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆ็คพไผšไธ้ฉๅฟœ่€…ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ›ใ‚ใฆ่ฆชไธๅญใ‚’ใ—ใŸไธก่ฆชใธใฎ็ฝชๆป…ใผใ—ใจใ€ๆญฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฐใฃใฆ่€ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใŒ......ไธก่ฆชใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ไผš็คพใชใฉใงๅƒใใฎใฏใ€Œ้Šใณใฎๅปถ้•ทใ€ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใใ€ใ€Œใชใซใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚้ง„็›ฎใชๅฅดใ€ใ€Œๆญปใ‚“ใ ใปใ†ใŒใƒžใ‚ทใชใ‚ฏใ‚บใ€ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใตใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ไฟบใฎๅฟƒใซใฏๆ€จใฟใ‚‚ๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ็ฉบ่™šใชใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชใ€ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎไฟบใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆœ€ๆœŸใฎๆ‹ ใ‚Šๆ‰€ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใฎใŠๅ‰ใจใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ ใ‘ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไฝ™็จ‹่พ›ใ„ไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใใŸ็ญˆใชใฎใซใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅ‰ๅ‘ใใ ใฃใŸใŠๅ‰ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใพใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆใŠๅ‰ใซไผšใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆ่‡ชๆ…ขใงใใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจ......ใŸใ ใŸใ ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๅฟƒใฎๆ”ฏใˆใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใๅดฉๅฃŠใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆญปใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใชใ€‚ ไบ‹ๆ•…ใฎใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไฟบใฎ้ ญใฏ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŠใใ‚‰ใๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒ้บป็—บใ—ใฆใ€ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆœใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ณใƒณใƒ“ใƒ‹ใง่ฒทใฃใŸๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’้ฃŸในใ€ ใใ“ใงไฟบใฏๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใซใฏใŠๅ‰ใŒ้บใ—ใŸใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใจใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸไฟบใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฏ้ฃŸใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ€Ž็ท‹้›ชใ€ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ไผš่ฉฑใƒญใ‚ฐใ€็”ปๅƒใชใฉใ‚’ใ€็ฎก็†่€…ๆจฉ้™ใงๅ…จใฆ ใชใฉใซใฏๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆญปๅพŒใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅฎนๅงฟใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€่€ใˆ้›ฃใ„ๅ†’ๆถœใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใŠๅ‰ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ็พๅ ดใธใจ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้›ชใŒ้™ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้“่ทฏใฎ่„‡ใซใฏ่ตคใ„่–”่–‡ใฎ่ŠฑๆŸใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใŠๅ‰ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ“ใจใซๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒๆŒใฆใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‘ใฐๅพŒ็”Ÿๅคงไบ‹ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใจ่ปŠ้“ใธใจ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ๅคงๅž‹ใƒˆใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใซ่ทณใญ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œ......ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎใ€Žใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ€ใจใ—ใฆ่ปข็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ็‹ฌ็™ฝใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚่ค‡้›‘ใชๅฟƒๅขƒใง็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใซใ‚‚ไบบๆ ผใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใจใ€ๅŒๆƒ…ใฎไฝ™ๅœฐใฏใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ !?ใใฎใ›ใ„ใงไบบ็”ŸใŒ็‹‚ใฃใŸใž!ใ€โ€•โ€•ใฃใฆๆ–‡ๅฅ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใฃใฆๅฅฝใใงๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—......(ใพใ‚ใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใงใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใฎใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใˆใฐๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉ)ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใชใ“ใจใซ่’ผ็ฅžใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„้•ใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฎ้ญ‚ใฏๆญปๅพŒใ€็›ด่ฆณๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใ‚’็ฎก็†็›ฃไฟฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจ......ๆ—ฅๆœฌ่ชžใงใŠk?ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ€ใจใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใซใ‚‚ๅ…จๅฎนใฏๆŽดใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ไธŠไฝใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใŒไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏไบบ้กžๅค–ใฎๆ–‡ๆ˜Žใฎ้บ็”ฃใชใฎใ‹......ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไฟบใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใงใฏใใฎ่ตทๆบใฏไบบ้กžใฎๆœชๆฅ็คพไผšใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใชใ‚ใก้ซ˜ๅบฆใซๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŒ–็คพไผšใŒ็™บ้”ใ—ใ€ๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใธใจๆ–‡ๆ˜Žๅœใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸไบบ้กžใŒใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใƒฉใ‚ฐใชใ—ใงใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’้ฃใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไธ‰ๆฌกๅ…ƒ็ฉบ้–“ใงใฏใชใ„่™šๆ•ฐ็ฉบ้–“โ€•โ€•ใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎๆตทใธใจ่จญ็ฝฎใ—ใŸใ€ๅทจๅคงใง่ถ…้ซ˜ๅบฆใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใƒใƒƒใƒˆใƒฏใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ ใ€Œใ‚“~~ใฃใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒ”ใƒณใจใ“ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๆœชๆฅใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใง็พไปฃใฎๅ›ใซใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใจใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎๆตทใฎไธญใงใฏๆ™‚้–“ใฏ้€†่กŒใ—ใ€ใ‚จใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒ”ใƒผใฎๅฑžๆ€งใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚็พๅœจใƒป้ŽๅŽปใƒปๆœชๆฅใ€ใฉใฎๆ™‚้–“ใซใ‚‚ๅฑžใ•ใšๆ™ฎ้ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไฟบใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒซใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใŸ็†็”ฑใ ใŒใ€ ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใƒใ‚ซใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ้››ๅฝขใจใ—ใฆใ€็„กๆ•ฐใซ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸไธ–็•Œใ‚’็ฎก็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็•ฐใชใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ใƒปๆ€ๆƒณใ‚’ๅŸบใซใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ค‡้›‘้ซ˜ๅบฆๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ้Ž็จ‹ใ‚„็ตๆžœใ€่ฆๅ› ใ‚’ๅ–ๆจ้ธๆŠžใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€็†ๆƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ™ใ‚‹่ฉฆ้‡‘็Ÿณใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ† ็ชๆ‹ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„่ฉฑใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšๅ”ธใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใจไปฎๅฎšใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฏ......ใ„ใ‚„ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅ…ƒใฎไธ–็•ŒใใฎใƒขใƒŽใ™ใ‚‰ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€Ž ใ€Œไฟบใฏๅ–œใณๅ‹‡ใ‚“ใงใ€ใพใšๆœ€ๅˆใซใŠๅ‰ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซ่ค‡่ฃฝใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฎ่€ƒใˆใŸ็†ๆƒณ้ƒทใชใฉๅ”ฏไธ€ใคใ€ไฟบใจใŠๅ‰ใŒใ‚ขใƒ€ใƒ ใจใ‚คใƒ–ใจใชใฃใŸๆ–ฐไธ–็•Œใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ‚จใƒ‡ใƒณใฎๅœ’ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่’ผ็ฅžใจไบŒไบบใง็ด ใฃ่ฃธใงใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ญใƒฃใ‚ฆใƒ•ใƒ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆๅ…จ่บซใซ้ณฅ่‚ŒใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ่จณใ‹!? ใŠๅ‰ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใŒๅ…จใฆๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ !ใ€ ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ็›ฎใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซๅŽŸๅž‹ใ‚’็•™ใ‚ใฆๅ”ฏไธ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ฝ็ โ€•โ€•ไธญใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎๆฐดๆ™ถ็ƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€ๆ˜Žใชใใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใใฎๅคฑๆœ›ใ‚’?! ไป–ใฎ่€…ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใงๅ†็พใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„่‚ๅฟƒใชใƒขใƒŽใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใใฎ่™šใ—ใ•ใŒ! ใใ ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฃใ€‚็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ใฃใ€‚ใชใซใŒ็†ๆƒณ้ƒทใ ใฃใ€‚ใชใซใŒๆ–ฐใŸใชไธ–็•Œใ ใฃใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชไธ–็•Œใ€ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅœฐ็„ใซ้ŽใŽใ‚“! ๅ…จใฆใŒๅ‡บๆฅๆใชใ„ใ !!ใ€ ่ก€ๅๅใ‚’ๅใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฎใ€่™šใ‚ใช็žณใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช็ตถๆœ›ใฎไธญใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ไฟบใŒไฝœใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸไปฃๆ›ฟๅ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎใŠๅ‰ใŒ! ไฟบใŒ็ฎก็†ใงใใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใฏ1ใคใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆถˆๅŽปใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚Š็›ดใใ†ใจใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ใ ใŒใ€ใชใœ้ธใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ็ท‹้›ช? ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใจใฃใฆ็•ฐ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฆใ—ใฟๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใฎใชใ„ใ€็†ๆƒณใฎ็พๅฎŸใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซใ€ใชใœใ“ใ‚“ใชไธ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ไธ–็•Œใซๅ›บๅŸทใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ?!ใ€ ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅฃใฏ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’็ดกใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใŒใ€ไบบใ€…ใŒๅฅฝใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ็†่งฃไธ่ƒฝใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงๅ‘†็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็Œ›็„ถใจ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่กๅ‹•ใ‚’่งฃๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•โ€œ็‹‚ๅŒ–โ€็™บๅ‹•! ใ“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ“ใ“1้€ฑ้–“่ฟ‘ใๅธ่ก€ใ‚’ๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚็†ๆ€งใŒ้ฃ›ใณใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๅˆถๅพกใ—ใฆใ€็ˆ†็™บ็š„ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใซ็‰ฉใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ่’ผ็ฅžใธใจ่‚‰่–„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ…จๅŠ›ใฎๅ›žใ—่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ใ€้€Ÿๅบฆๅทฎใงๆฃ’็ซ‹ใกใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใธใจๅฉใไป˜ใ‘ใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ช“ใฎๅค–โ€•โ€•ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ไบœ็ฉบ้–“ใฎๅฝผๆ–นใธใจโ€•โ€•่นดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚
The Ethereal God, who had finally stopped the Naked Clan, did his hand on the pattern of the 'Divine Sword (Amadeus)', which had stuck him on the floor as I did, and took a rearranged stance. Together, I also hold the Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye). Well, I wonder what's going on...... And I tried to sort out in my head what I had found out from previous hits. One is that 'This attack cannot damage the opponent's flesh' point. This could have been anticipated beforehand, but I actually feel close to the truth that the flesh itself is not 'inviolable', but 'instantly recovers damage', to infer from the response of slashing and beating. As a matter of fact, the opponent is lying back or blowing up, so there is a response that the attack is thorough in an instant. Rapo Kusan also had a response for "Meteo Banisher" with swords, but he said he'd been fighting back fine with just a hole in his clothes. In short, it must be instantly regenerating with more resilience than the damage caused by this attack. By analogy, I'm trying to draw water out of a very large river, with a bucket, but there's more water flowing in from upstream than that, so I feel like there's no change in appearance across the river...... Then the only countermeasure would be an attack that would evaporate every river, or crush every tributary of a large book... even with my biggest depths of "The Chorus Wing Blade," than even "Meteo Banisher," probably wouldn't work - or my skills would be cancelled, so I don't have a hitter at the moment. And the other is that 'the threat of the Divine Sword (Amadeus) is lower than expected'. Perhaps, as I first proclaimed, the purpose of the Ethereal God is not to kill me, but to inflict a degree of damage that will not kill me, and to commit indecency. For this reason, in the Kamikaze Sword (Amadeus), it was originally overkill by my opponent in paper armor. I guess I really have to give it a break. Perhaps if he really waved the divine sword (Amadeus), in this limited space, he would be dominated โ€œon the surfaceโ€ without a place to escape. But so far, in order to end up attacking on the "line," as far as I'm concerned, we're playing a battle against each other by exceeding the target's reaction speed, and by using body size and flexibility - but it doesn't really mean more than buying time. "... Well, I wonder what's wrong" In the light of the above, it was the current situation that none of us had a hand to beat. "What's the matter, have you given up your futile resistance? The result is the same, so I think it would be shallower if you just put your sword down and surrender naked." With an emotionless attitude and tone, Aoshi hangs his divine sword (Amadeus) on his shoulder. "I'm not kidding. I can't live up to your expectations because I'm going to go back from here with Hate and a clean body and marry someone I like in the future." And I tried to give it back lightly, but I only came up with two things to help me get out of them - actually. But both are outrageous about their safety, because it's a complete bet - pretty bad minutes. For the first time, the Ethereal God is meant to degrade this one alive, so even self-harm in this setting would be better off removing the other's thoughts - and the idea of throwing away a bowl for a moment was also overtaken. - You can't do that. Everyone is waiting. But that's out of the question. I need to win and go home. Stare at the Ethereal God with that will. "Stupid. I didn't think you were that stupid. - No, at the time I didn't choose the black door, it was something I knew." "I don't care about any of it. Is that a fantasy? In reality, I died in an accident that day, and I didn't plan to see you in the first place. - Speaking of which, how accurate is that backbone? In my last choice within the fog earlier, I felt that I had been repeatedly twisted across the red door, and I asked in a bad note. "It's already been confirmed... okay. resentment... right, the resentment sentiment that comes from disappointment with you for making my unwanted choices is certainly in me.... No, I know it's just a reversal of love, but let's still say it's about one of the festivities." Disappointment. It's just a grudge. The Ethereal God continues in a pale tone, as always. I don't know if I'm looking at this one sweetly or overconfident, but I was grateful to be able to buy some time here. Because the more time passes, the more likely you are to be able to use one of your wife's hands that comes to mind. I looked cool, pretended to listen to the story of the Ethereal God and gave myself to the fruit, the twitching and growing sensations in my body. "First and foremost, the last doors that emerged were symbols of the 'future you follow' and the 'past I wanted'. They flipped the world I wanted, you'd have the right to be angry, wouldn't you? "- No, it doesn't even make me responsible there. I'll do something about myself. It's a man, isn't it? No, assuming you're naming God, right? "Even though I'm a hater and a god, I can't be more all-powerful than I am in this world. The uncertainty principle of the volatility function biases the possibility of constant fluctuations in all worlds. No matter what, you can't be the only God of Almighty or the Devil of Laplace." "... in short, there are irregular things going on in any world that no god or demon can predict" "Heh, that's... that's good. You're not bored. Perfection is boring." Hear my thoughts and get a bitter smiling look Ethereal God. "I guess that's why you seemed so dazzling to me. But now - I think it's sincerely abominable." "I don't care if they point a spear at me there... it just seems like eight hits" "You sure do. This is a win-win... but you're the one who pulled the trigger and stabbed Todome, and even if it's slightly unreasonable, let's take responsibility as an accomplice." "Well, here's a continuation of what I was saying." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Once upon a time I was Nite the Hickey. You've already talked about this. And inspired by your words and appearance, I started working at Technos Crown. I'm pretty sure I lost about kilos in that year. Yeah, some of it was intense, but your relationship sucked. Unlike the mask on the net (persona) of "friendly and moderate personality," every day was hell for me when I could hardly get out of society or build a decent relationship. Also, the guys at the company used to treat me like a gamer and treat me like a sociopath. At the very least, I was enduring the destruction of my filial parents and eating up my teeth... but for my parents, working for a gaming company or something was only an "extension of play," and they also said, "Whatever you do, you can't do it." "Dead is better scum". - Yeah, don't look like that, there's no more grief or grief in my heart, it's just empty. So I guess the only base left for me at the time seemed to be memories with you that day. I know you've had a harder life than me, but I always beat you for being positive. When I saw you again, he wanted to be someone he could brag about with his chest up... but that's all he had in mind. But that wish also collapsed easily - yes, by your death. The moment I found out the news of the accident and saw your name, my head turned white. Perhaps my senses were paralyzed and my emotions didn't catch up. In the morning, as usual, I had breakfast bought at the convenience store and went to work at the company (Technos Crown). That's when I realized. I was wondering if you'd have the data you left here even if you were dead. What I noticed was that I forgot to sleep, took a few days to copy (copy) all conversation logs, images, etc. about Scarlet Snow with admin privileges - oh, for the sake of blindness, how many people could have copied (copied) the title-bearing data in the same way - and destroyed all game data on the server with a time-bound scheme, as well as backups as I knew. Probably couldn't have been restored... well, I don't know how it actually was, and I don't care. Why? Naturally. Even if there are a few of them, they are no longer the only ones. More importantly, there's no point in your being gone, "E. H. O.," "Eternal Horizon Online," etc., and after your death, players with the same appearance become present because it's unbearable blasphemy. By the time I realized it, I had arrived at the scene where you were dead. It was snowing. Seeing a bouquet of red roses on the side of the road, I guess for the first time I could feel you dead. If you realize it, along with the data you had for the rest of your life, you flutter out into the driveway and get jumped by a large truck -. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... if you noticed, you'd be reincarnated as a 'day boota' in the game? Taking on the monologue of the Ethereal God, I hammered him in a very complicated mood. There's plenty of room for sympathy if you can't acknowledge your efforts, or if your family denies you your personality, but that's why it's too much to destroy "E. H. O.," "Eternal Horizon Online," or kill yourself. I sighed. Mostly, "Why did you die on your own!? Life went crazy because of that!" - even if they complained. Even I didn't like it and die... (well, I'm glad to say that I'm just a little happy because I didn't think anyone would be sad that I died in Leah). And, in response to my inquiry, the Ethereal God shook his head unexpectedly. "No, you're not. After my death, my soul was salvaged by the Book of Formation, Safer Yeziller, which manages and oversees the intuitive universe, and as one of its pages I was given the authority to create and manage this world." "Er... ok in Japanese? Ethereal god who ignores this confusion and continues. "I don't know what the book of formation Safel Yeziller is, either. Whether it is a system created by literally far superior beings, or a heritage of civilizations outside mankind... I suppose, in my perception, its origin lies in the future society of mankind. In other words, it is my idea that a huge, ultra-altitude information network system that mankind, with a highly developed information society and an extended civilized area into space, has installed into the sea of Dirac, a virtual space that is not three-dimensional space, without a time lag, in order to send each other's information, would be the entity of the book of formation, Safer Yeziller. " "Mm-hmm. It's not a pin, but why did the future contact you in the first place? "Time goes backwards in the sea of Dirac, and the attributes of entropy change. It can be said that present, past and future, do not belong to any time and are universal. And that's why you salvaged me, but it seems to be because it fits the purpose of the book of formation, Safel Yeziller... It is difficult to explain verbally because it was communicated directly to consciousness, but it seems that his ultimate purpose is to 'create the ideal home of man'. Sounds silly to me, but as a chick for it, they manage countless independent worlds. Based on different cultures and ideologies, to make the ideal world a litmus stone by choosing out more complex and sophisticated processes, results, and factors - but I embraced his proposal to create this world based on the data of "E H O" and "Eternal Horizon Online." I accidentally roared at the story without clapping. Assuming this story is true, this world is... No, on the contrary, the original world. Maybe even that thing is a chick for the ideal home, created by the Book of Formation, Safel Yeziller, a little bit. "I was joyful and brave, and first I tried to create a replication based on your data. The only ideal place I ever thought of was a new world where me and you became Adam and Eve." ......... Garden of Eden. This pale god and I were bare, imagining ourselves cackling and having goosebumps all over our bodies. "But what's wrong?!? All the data about you was gone! The eye of the Ethereal God looked at the only remaining bead of life - nothing in it, it's as transparent as a real crystal sphere - with the prototype retained in the corner of this room. "You know what, recreate that disappointment with the data of others?! That void that says it was made without a problem, but you don't get the key stuff again! Crap. It's pointless. What an ideal place. What is a new world? A world like this is nothing but hell for me! Everything is in ruins!!" The vain eyes of Aoshi, who said away in a blood-threatening tone, looked me in the face again. "In such despair you appeared. It's not the alternative I tried to make, the real you! There's one world I can manage. So I erased this world and tried to start all over again from that day on - but why didn't you pick me, Scarlet Snow? I could not do the redo, ignoring your will, which is foreign to this world. So why did you stick to a world like this when you believed you would choose the ideal reality, without pain and sorrow?!" Without having to think about it, my mouth was spinning the answer. "Because people like this world." I ran abruptly toward the god of Ethereum, who flashed with his incomprehensible face. At the same time, release the impulse you have endured so far - "Madnessโ€ activated! I've been keeping my blood from sucking for the last week for this. For this reason reason reason is about to fly, painstakingly controlling, making things say to an explosively elevated status and fleshing to the Ethereal God at once, "Haaaa!! He slammed his full spinning kick into the Ethereal God, who seemed to be standing on the bar due to the speed difference, and kicked its body out the window - beyond the subspace where nothing existed - with a single blow.
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่–”่–‡ใฎ็ฝชไบบ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅณๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๆผ†้ป’ใฎๅŠใฐ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸๅˆ€่บซใฎๆ„›ๅ‰ฃโ€•โ€•็‰นๆฎŠใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‚„ใ€BOSSใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ๅ“ไปฅๅค–ใงใฏ้›ๅ†ถใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใง็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ๅ‰ฃใ‚’1000ๆœฌไปฅไธŠ้ง„็›ฎใซใ—ใฆ10ๅ›žใฎๅผทๅŒ–ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ตใƒผใƒไธญใงใ‚‚5ๆœฌใฎๆŒ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ‰ฃโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž ใชใ„่ถ…้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ€ใชใซใƒˆใƒ็‹‚ใฃใŸใ‹8ๅ›žๅผทๅŒ–ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ›ใŸใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ‚Š(ใ†ใกใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒกใƒณใ ใ‘ใฉใญ! ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ9ๅ›ž็›ฎใฏๅ…จๅ“กใงๆญขใ‚ใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€3ๆœฌใฎๆŒ‡ใจใ‹ใ†ใ‹ใคใซ่ฑช่ชžใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ„ใพใพใงใพใจใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใŒๆถˆใˆใ€้ป’ใจ่–”่–‡ใ‚’ใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฏๅŒใ˜ใ ใ‘ใฉ(ใพใ‚่ทไบบใŒๅŒใ˜ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆ)ใ€้Ž–้ชจใฎ่พบใ‚ŠใŒ้œฒๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒ“ใ‚นใƒใ‚งใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใงใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚‚่ฃพใŒ่†ไธŠใพใงใฎใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ‰ฃๅฃซ็ณป่ทๆฅญ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใจใ—ใฆใฏๆœ€้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€8ๅ›žๅผทๅŒ–ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸ(ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ้€”ไธญใงๆŒซใ‘ใŸ)้€ธๅ“ใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€็‰นใซ้€Ÿๅบฆใซ้–ข้€ฃใ™ใ‚‹ ่–”่–‡่‰ฒใฎๅนธ้‹ ่…ฐใฎใƒใ‚ทใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆใŒๆถˆใˆใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆผ†้ป’ใฎ็ฟผใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‹ใ‚‰็”ŸใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใฏใ€BOSSใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ๅ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž่’ผ็Ž‹ใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ€ใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซ่ทไบบใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚’่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใฎใ€Žๅ •ๅคฉไฝฟใฎ็ฟผใ€ใซๅค‰ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ่ƒŒไธญ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใงใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ ่–”่–‡ใชใ‚‹้‹ผ้‰„ ๅทฆ่…•่…•ใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ไธญๆŒ‡ใฒใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใงใ€ๆŒ‡ใฏๅ…จ้ƒจใงใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ป’ใ„ใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚ฐใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่กจ้ขใซใฏใ€็”ŸใใŸ่–”่–‡ใฎ่Šฑใจ่”ฆใŒ้€™ใ†ๅฝขใงๆ„ๅŒ ใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅˆ†้กžไธŠใฏ็›พ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใƒ˜ใƒƒใƒ‰ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ€ใ‚คใƒคใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใ€ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใ€้ดใ‚‚ใ™ในใฆๆœฌๆฐ—่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซๅค‰ใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅพŒใซไป˜ใ„ใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚ญใ‚ทใƒผใƒ‰ๅงฟใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใฉใ“ใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ‹ใจๅ•ใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ€้ป„้‡‘ใฎ้Žงใจๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸ( ใจใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซไธŠ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚ŠใฆใใŸ3ใคใฎๅฝฑใŒใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใซไฝตใ›ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใฎ่ง’ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๅœฐไธŠใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅณๅบงใซใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่ทชๆ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธๆบ€ใใ†ใชๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅฃฐใซใ€3ไบบใจใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆฎต้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝโ€•โ€•ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ๆœใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใงใ‚ใ‚‹้Š€่‰ฒใซ่ผใใ€ๅธƒใจใ‚‚้‡‘ๅฑžใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใƒฌใ‚ชใ‚ฟใƒผใƒ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Žงใซใ€ๅŒใ˜็ด ๆใฎใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใ€ไบŒใฎ่…•ใฎ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚ฐใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใซใ€้‡‘ๅฑž่ฃฝใฎใ‚ซใƒใƒฅใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใซ่บซ้•ทใ‚ˆใ‚Š้•ทใ„่–ๆ–ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใŒไปฃ่กจใ—ใฆๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้…ๅ‚ใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใพใ“ใจใซ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ—ใ‚100ๅนดใถใ‚Šใฎๅงซใจใฎๆˆฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‰ใ€‚ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๅŸŽไธญใฎใ‚„ใคใฐใ‚‰ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‚ใจๅไน—ใ‚Šใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŠใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใ€่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒ้•ทๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ—ใ‚‚ใ†ใŸใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎไบบ้–“ๅฝขๆ…‹ใง(ๆœฌๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใจๅ…จ้•ท50mใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฎๅฆ–็‹ใซใชใ‚‹)ใ€ๅทซๅฅณ่ฃ…ๆŸใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใฃใ€‚่ขซๅฎณใฏใฉใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใ ?ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆš—้ป’ใฎๅ…จ่บซ้Žงใซๆงใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŒ่‰ฒใฎ1.5mใฎ ใฆใ‹ใ€่ขซๅฎณใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใ€Œๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ›ใ„ใ€ๆญป่€…ใฏใงใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใฏใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚ŠๅŸŽใฎๅคงๅบƒ้–“ใจ้šฃๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚„ๅปŠไธ‹ใ€ๅฃใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅดฉๅฃŠใ—ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆโ€•โ€•ใฃ!! ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žๆ‹ณใงใฎ่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใŒ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€ใใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ่ขซๅฎณใชใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใฏ็„กใ„ใชใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅคงๅ•้กŒใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™! ใใ†ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠๅซใณใŸใ„ใ€ๅซใณใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใชใ‚‰ใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใช!ใ€ใจใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚€ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฎใงใ€ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ้…ไธ‹ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€4ไบบใจใ‚‚็พฝ่™ซใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰•ใ†ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใง็žฌๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธญใ€ๆœ€ๅคง็ซๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅคงๆฒป็™’่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝ(ใŸใ ใ— =็”Ÿๅ‘ฝๅŠ›ใŒ้ฃ›ใณๆŠœใ‘ใ€ๅ…‰ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ…จๅฑžๆ€งใซๅ„ชไฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹้—‡ๅฑžๆ€งใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€็ทๅˆ็š„ใซใฏๆœ€ๅผทใฎๅฃใจใชใ‚‹ๅˆป่€€ใ€‚ ๅ…‰ใจ้—‡ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ…จๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ไธ‡่ƒฝๅž‹ใฎ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฐ—่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐLv90ไปฅไธŠใฎ ใพใ€ใพใ‚ๅคงใฏๅฐใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ—ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใฏใฃใ€ ไธ€็คผใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅฏ†้›†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใธ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ 10ๅˆ†ๅพŒโ€•โ€• ่ฟทใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็„ก้ง„ใซๅบƒใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ“ใ“! ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚‰ๆญฉใ„ใฆ5ๅˆ†ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰็ซฏใพใงใ„ใ‘ใŸใฎใซใƒปใƒปใƒปใฆใ‹ใ€ ใ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚คใƒžใ‚คใƒๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผ็ณปใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆŽข็Ÿฅใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใ‚็„กใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใŸใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใง่กŒใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅคฉๆถฏใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃโ€•โ€•!ใ€ ใ€Œๆญฉใใฎใ‚‚้ฃฝใใŸใ€‚้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใง่จŽใกใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๅˆ†ใฏ้ ผใ‚€ใžใ€ ่จ€ใฃใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใซ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅพ…ใŸใšใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใซไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆญปใซใŸใ„ใ‚„ใคใฏใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใงใใชใ„ไป•ๆง˜ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹(PKใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ตใƒผใƒใจใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใญ)ใ€ๅฏพไบบๆˆฆใฏๅŒๆ–นๅˆๆ„ใฎ่ฉฆๅˆๅฝขๅผใง่กŒใชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€้ ˜ๅœŸใ‚’ๅทกใฃใฆใฎๆ”ป้˜ฒๆˆฆใง่กŒใชใ†ใ‹ใฎใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅฅฝใใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใƒขใƒ‹ใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅ‰ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไบบ้–“ๅŒๅฃซใชใฎใงใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠใŸใพใซ้บๆจใจใ‹ๅฆฌใฟใจใ‹ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใปใจใ‚“ใฉAI็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ€ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆๆญฏใ”ใŸใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚นๆˆฆใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซ่กŒใชใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚นๆˆฆใงใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใซๅฟ…้ ˆใชใฎใฏใ€ใšใฐใ‚Šใ€Žใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅ›บใ„ใ‹ใ€ใงๆฑบใพใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซ่€ใˆใฆใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใพใŸใฏ่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€ใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒ็›ฎๆจ™ใซใชใฃใฆ(ใ‚ฟใ‚ฒใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฅดใ ใญ)ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ็›พใจใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใงใ€ๅ‹ๆ•—ใฎ้ตใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚้Ž่จ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ™ใ”โ€•โ€•ใๆšด่ซ–ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Ž็›พใ€ใ€Žๅ›žๅพฉใ€ใ€Ž็ซๅŠ›ใ€ใฎ3็จฎ้กžใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใงใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฎšๆ€งใŒๅ…จ็„ถ้•ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงไป–ใฎ่ทๆฅญใฃใฆใฎใฏ็ตๆง‹ไธ้‡ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใฏใ€Žๅ‰ฃ่–ใ€ใจใ€Ž่–ๅฅณใ€ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ€Žๅ›žๅพฉใ€ใ‹ใ€Ž็ซๅŠ›ใ€ใงๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใกใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใ€Žๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ€ใฎ็จฎๆ—็‰นๆ€งใŒ่ฃ็›ฎใซใงใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ•ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ€Žๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ€ใฃใฆ็จฎๆ—ใฏๅŸบๆœฌใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้ญ”ๆณ•่ทใ‹ใ€ๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ๅ‘ใใงใ€ ใชใฎใงใ€Ž็ซๅŠ›ใ€ใจใ—ใฆใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€Žๅ›žๅพฉใ€ใจใ—ใฆๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅคงไบ‹ใชใ“ใจใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๆญปใชใชใ„ใงไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅ›žๅพฉใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€ใคใพใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€Žๅ›บใ•ใ€ใŒ้‡่ฆใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใฎใง่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใ‚“ใฆๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใใ‚ƒๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใซๆŒฏใฃใฆLv99ใพใงไธŠใ’ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใงๅบ•ไธŠใ’ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้€Ÿๅบฆใจๅ›ž้ฟ็Ž‡ใฏใƒˆใƒณใƒ‡ใƒขใƒŠใ‚คๆ•ฐๅ€คใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉHPใ€MPใฎๅคšใ•ใจใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ„ใใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๅ€คใŒๆ—ฉใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฝฟใ„ใ“ใชใ›ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ็„กใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใฎ็พคใ‚ŒใŒ็ซ‹ใกๅกžใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅ’„ๅ—ŸใซๅพŒๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸๅคฉๆถฏใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ ใ€ใ‚’็žฌๆ™‚ใซ็ฟปใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใชๆ•ฐ้ ญใ‚’ไธ€ๆ’ƒใง่‘ฌใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅ‰ฃ่–ๆŠ€้™ๅˆƒใ€(ๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใŒ7ใคใซๅˆ†่ฃ‚ใ—ใฆไธ€ๆ’ƒใง่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹)ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€่ตฐใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง ใ€ŒใŠใŠใฃใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅงซ! ๅœจใ‚Šใ—ๆ—ฅใ€ๅคฉไธŠไบบ150ๅใฎไธญใงใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใ€็งใ‚ใฎ ๅคฉๆถฏใŒๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ่ฅฒๆฅใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ€ใงใฏใ€3ๆฌก่ปข็”Ÿใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆ็ต„ใŒ150ไบบไปฅไธŠใฎไธญใงใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใ€ไธŠ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰้›จใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใจ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ ใพใ‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ไธ–็ด€ใฎไบบ้–“ใ‹?!ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Œๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใใฆๅค‰ๆ…‹็š„ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Œๅ…ฌๅผใƒใƒผใƒˆไน™ใ€ใจใ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“ใช่ฉ•ไพกใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ•ใ‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใจๅ›žๅพฉ้‡ใŒใปใผๅ‡่กกใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้›†ไธญใŒๆŒใŸใชใ„)ใ€็ด™่ฃ…็”ฒใชใฎใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€1~2็™บใƒœใ‚น็ดšใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆญปใฌใฎใงใ€ๅŸŽใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏๆˆฆใ€…ๆใ€…ใจใ—ใฆๅฟƒใฎ่ฝใก็€ใใƒ’ใƒžใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใพใฃใŸใใ€‚ ใฎๅด่ฟ‘ใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใช?ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไบŒๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏไฝ“ใฎๅคงใใชใ€่ง’ใ‚’5ๆœฌ็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ€่ƒธ้Žงใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅ‰ใใ†ใช ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ“ใ„ใคใŒ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใกใŠใ†ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใƒปใƒปใƒปใฆใƒปใƒปใƒป ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ๅงซ?!ใ€ ใใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‘ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๅคฉๆถฏใŒๆŠฑใใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฌใƒ—ใƒชใƒณใ‚ปใ‚น ็จฎๆ—:ๅคง้ฌผๅงซ ๅๅ‰:ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ข HP:1800,000 MP:520,000 โ€ปใƒ—ใƒชใƒณใ‚ปใ‚นใฏๆœชๅฉšใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€‚็ตๅฉšๅพŒใฏใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใ‚คใƒผใƒณใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅ›ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๅฅณใฎๅญ?ใ€ ใŒใ€ๅŽณใคใ„้ก”ใ‚’ๆญชใ‚่ฝŸ็„ถใจๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใพใˆใ ! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎใฉใ“ใ‚’ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ชใƒˆใ‚ณใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹!!ใ€ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎๅŽณใคใ„้ก”ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ๅฒฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ญ‹่‚‰ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใƒผใฟใฆใ‚‚็”ทๅฅณใฎๅŒบๅˆฅใฏใคใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใซ้ญ”ๅ…‰ใ‚ใพใญใ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ€Žใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใ€ใฎไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใซใฏ2ใคใฎ้ธๆŠžๆจฉใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚็งใŒไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆๆ€–ใจๅŠ›ใ€ใ™ใชใ‚ใกใ“ใฎ็งใฎๅ‰ฃใฎไธ‹ใซๆœๅพ“ใ‚’่ช“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกๅกžใŒใ‚Š็„ก้ง„ใซๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ถใ‚ฑใƒซใƒŠ!!ใ€ 3ๅŒนๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€ใ„ใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅˆป่€€ใฎๆงใฎไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใง2ๅŒนใฏๅŽŸๅž‹ใ‚’็•™ใ‚ใชใ„ใปใฉๅ››ๆ•ฃใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†1ๅŒนใฏใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็ฒ‹ใ‚ˆใฎใ‰ใ€ ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฎๆ‰‡ๅญใฎไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใง็œŸใฃ้’ใช็‚ŽใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ€็ฐใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆถˆใˆๅคฑใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘็›ดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœๅพ“ใ‹ใ€ๆญปใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใใใใ.........ใฃใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใƒณใจๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅทจๅคงใชๆˆฆๆ–งใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซๆŠ•ใ’ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซไธก่†ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅพ“ใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€่ณขๆ˜Žใชๅˆคๆ–ญใ ใ€‚็งใจๆˆ‘ใŒใ€Žใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใ€ใฏๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‚ๅŠ ใ‚’ๅฟƒใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆญ“่ฟŽใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹่€…ๅŒๅฃซใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใงๆฑบ็€ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ€็•ชใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅ‰ใซใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Š่ก€ใฎๆตทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆญฃๅฝ“้˜ฒ่ก›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ›ใ„ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅงซๆง˜ใซๅพ“ใ†้™ใ‚Šใ€ใŠไธปใ‚‰ใซใฏๅธธใซๆˆฆใ„ใจๅ‹ๅˆฉใฎ็พŽ้…’ใจใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใŠใ‚ใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅˆถ่ฆ‡ใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹้ซ˜ใฟใธใจๅงซใจๅ…ฑใซ่‡ณใ‚‰ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ‚ˆโ€•โ€•โ€•ใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒไธ€็•ชไฟกใ˜ใŸใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใŒๅœฐไธŠใซ้™ใ‚ŠใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใฏใ€ใกใจ้ฃŸใ„่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใ‰ใ€ ใผใ‚„ใ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใฆๅˆป่€€ใŒๅคงใใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ไบบ้–“็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๆญฏใ”ใŸใˆใŒใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ขบใ‹ใ“ใฎ่ฟ‘่พบใซใฏใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใจใ€็™ฝ้พใŒๆฃฒใฟใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฑฑใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใจใฏใพใŸๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ้พ็จฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€ๅ–„ใฏๆ€ฅใ’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใžใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ“ใชๆ–ฐๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ใŠไธปใ‚‚ๆฅใ„ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚„ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใงใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใใฎ็œผใจ้ญ‚ใซๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใซใ“ใฎๆ€ฅๅฑ•้–‹? ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ๅงซใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚่กŒใ‹ใชใใ‚ƒใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงไผ‘ใฟโ€•โ€•ใฃใฆๅŸŽใซๅธฐใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅŠๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ€ไปฒ้–“ๅ†…ใงใƒใƒˆใƒซใƒญใƒฏใ‚คใƒคใƒซใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅŸŽใธใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใ ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใจใ‹ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใƒœใ‚น็‹ฉใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŸๆ–นใŒใƒžใ‚ทใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใฏใ€ๅ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒคใ‚ฑใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ…ˆ้ ญใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใŒๅ›บใ‚ใ€ๆˆฆๆ–งใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใŸ ใจ็™ฝ้พๅฑฑ่„ˆใฎไธปใ‚’ๅˆถ่ฆ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸ3็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‚’ใ€ๅฎŸ่ณช็š„ใซๆ”ฏ้…ไธ‹ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
"Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye)!" On my right hand side, I succeed in ten enhancements by wasting more than a thousand dark, half-clear, full-bodied love swords - special quests and the best offensive swords I can produce with my blacksmith skills outside of the BOSS drops - and a sword with the offensive power to get into five fingers even during the server I finally made - calling "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Reye)" and wielding one hand to hold it. By the way, there are some tough perverts in the world, and some players have succeeded in fortifying a super high level sword that the BOSS on the Lv only drops (drops) about once every ,0 times, no matter what the tochi madness (it's our Gilmen though! I just stopped them all for the 9th time), so I can't say three fingers or anything extravagant. As soon as it disappeared, the dress that had been put together until now, the same design with black and rose (well because the craftsman is the same), but the vische dress exposed around the clavicle, and the foot of the hem changed to that of the short line to the top of the knee. This is also based on the highest level of protective gear as a swordsman occupational gear, based on a delicacy that has been successfully enhanced (just frustrated along the way) eight times, especially AGI (Agility) related to speed and CRT (Critical) related to chance of hitting = "Ann of Guyastein," a specially equipped "Rose of War Fire" that gives you an added effect to increase hitting. "Rosy Luck" La vi an rose "! My hip pochette disappeared and instead my pitch-black wings grew from my back. I didn't transform anything. This Rosy Luck "La Vi Ann Rose" can be a handy item based on the BOSS drop, "The Cloak of the Ethereal King," at the hands of an artisan, with a back gear that has changed the look to "Fallen Angel Wings" of the billing chatter, which will also bottom-up AGI (Agility) and DEX (Dexterity) = Dexterity, plus MAG.A (Magic Attack) = Magic Attack. "Iserne Jungfrau, Rosy Steel! A black long glove appeared with all the fingers, the middle finger scratching type, up to two arms on the left arm. On its surface, the design is applied in the form of a living rose flower and a claw. It looks like this, but according to the classification, AGI (Agility) and VIT (Vitality) = Vitality are greatly enhanced by the shield gear, and this is Iserne Jungfrau, a rosy steel that will be my exclusive gear. Furthermore, all the headdresses, earrings, necklaces and shoes were changed to genuine gear. At the same time, I was able to scream at the heavenly (tennis) walking after me, and at the same time let out a blurry light and changed to human form. However, it wasn't the usual tuxedo look, you'd want to ask where the king was, equipped with golden armor and a great sword (the highest peak of submissive (pet) gear, the "Hegemony" series) swordsman figure. and when three shadows simultaneously descended from the sky fell to the ground in a way that protected the horns on all sides around me in conjunction with heaven, he immediately knelt down to me. To the disgruntled voices of heaven, all three bowed their heads another step, and opened their mouths on behalf of the Capital of Life - not just the usual made-up clothes, but silver-shiny, battle-equipped, leotard-like armor with neither cloth nor metal, a long boot of the same material, a long glove around the middle of both arms, a metal catchusha, with a scepter longer than height on the right hand side -. "I apologize for the delay, Princess." "Anyway, I haven't fought a princess in 100 years. Instead of the Demon General of the Round Table, the Bulbs in the Castle who heard the story, I also named them after me, the discussion may have prolonged." This one is also in its usual human form (when it gets serious, it becomes a nine-tailed demon fox over 50m in length), and Kuho (a depression) with her witch outfit together - although she has a white fox ear peeking from her head and nine white tails peeking from the hem of her kimono - but she put her favorite fan on her mouth and answered carelessly. "Huh. How bad is it? This is the same dark all-body armor that is always equipped with a spear, plus a 1.5m large shield (Pavis) of the same colour. Do you mean, damage...? "Rest assured, I did nothing to save the dead." "Instead, the great hall of the castle and the adjacent rooms, hallways and walls almost collapsed," Wait a minute -!! Is your discussion premised (defo) on a fist conversation every time?! "Well, if it's damaged to that extent, there's no problem." No, I think it's a big problem! That's what I want to scream about, I want to scream, but... when I think about what I'm going to do, I'll say, 'Don't you say it!' And by the way, I have to put up with it. By the way, it sounds like you've been talking for a long time, but in the meantime, the demons of the Great King (the Orgasm King) are flying in. But it feels like getting rid of all four of the featherworms, and I'm killing them instantly without even looking at you. Maximum firepower during all my subordinates (pets). Life Capital with maximum healing power (but Submissive (Pet) cannot use full resuscitation (Lisa Collection)). An engraving light that will be the strongest wall overall because HP is high after heaven, VIT (Vitality) = a dark attribute whose vitality jumps through and dominates all attributes except light. An all-purpose open hoe that allows you to use all attributes except light and darkness. Seriously, it's called equipment, it's called this Four Wesen King, and I would have used it on a battlefield (field) above LV90 if it was supposed to be, so overkill is a good place too... I say, well, big is small, and let's not care. "- Ha." The Four Wesen Heavenly King rises in a courtesy. Now, where is the Great King of Discussion? ......... I don't even know what to look at, so let's go to the one with the right density of monsters. Ten minutes later... Lost. Or it's so vast in vain, here! If it was a game, we could have walked from the edge of the field to the edge in five minutes. Even with "Mapping", it doesn't make any sense because it doesn't show the location of the person. If I were a ranger, I'd have detecting skills, so I could work something out. ... well, there was nothing I could do. I'll have to go with the usual pattern when this happens. "- Heaven." "Ha -!" "I'm tired of walking. I'm gonna run, so I'm gonna ask for what I got for you." Tense runs at the Four Wesen King who understands what I mean, but without waiting for a reply, I dashed off the spot and got on top speed at once. "Come on, the one who wants to die, take it! Now, basically, the current MMORPG doesn't specify PK (some servers are capable of PK), and interpersonal fights are either conducted in a mutually agreed game format or in a defensive battle over the territory, but I don't like this either. Being in front of the monitor is between humans, so I knew we'd get some hate and jealousy every once in a while. So I'm mostly an AI opponent, but it was centered around some teething boss fights, and it just depends on how hard it is for the players in the boss fights. How long can you withstand an opponent's attack and inflict an attack? Or if more than one player works together to defeat a powerful enemy, it is no exaggeration to say that he holds the key to winning or losing, with or without a player who can be the target of that attack (you're the guy who takes the tag) and be the shield for everyone. This is also awesome - abusive, but with or without the three roles of "shield," "recovery," and "firepower," stability is completely different. Well, that's why other professions are quite unusual. So, my profession (Job) is "Kensei" and "Virgin," so at first glance, "Recovery" or "Firepower" seems useful, but here the racial characteristics of "Blood Sucking Princess" are behind it. This' blood-sucking princess' is a race whose basic status is entirely magical or assassin-oriented, MAG (magic) = magic, INT (intelligence) = intelligence is equivalent to angels, and DEX (dexterity) and AGI (agility) boast the highest of all races. STR (Strength) = Strength, on the other hand, or VIT (Vitality) directly linked to 'Solidity', can be normal human like or less non-force/paper armor. So I can't use it as' firepower '. And the most important thing as a' recovery 'is how much I can recover my people without dying, which means that' solidity 'becomes important, so I can't even use it here. So I thought. After all, don't you have a problem hitting an attack? So instead of purposefully swinging to VIT (Vitality) using valuable status points, I swing to DEX (Dexterity), AGI (Agility), which is the natural strength of the bloodsucking princess, and up to Lv99, and as a result of bottom-up with more equipment, my speed and avoidance rate became a ton of demonai numbers. By the way, the status of the monster depends mostly on the amount of HP, MP, and the strength of ATK (Attack) = Physical Attack and MAG.A (Magic Attack). Even when the level rises, it's not surprising, so I think I'm still the fastest in Imperial Crimson. That said, no matter how fast the numbers are, it doesn't make sense if you can't use them -. A crowd of great ghosts (orgasms) blocked in front of me, thunderbolts (lightning) from my heavenly hand chasing me backwards, but light wheels (holly highlows) are emitted from the hands of the Life Capital - slow! Jumping into the crowd before it arrived, I instantly flipped "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" and buried a handful of nearby heads away with one blow, while at the same time rolling out Kensei moves "Seven Heavenly Blades" (where the tip of the sword can split into seven and defeat multiple enemies with one blow), and where I ran through, Thunderlight (Lightning) and Optical Wheel (Holly Hylow) finally hit my goal. "Whoa, that's the princess! Only one of the 150 heavenly people on the day of his arrival has ever done all of my thunder lightning! Heavenly raised an exclamation. Yeah, originally, "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" were so cynical about hitting and destroying weaknesses, but it seemed like this fight was a great fit for me, and in "The Golden Dragon (Naga Raja) Attack Event," there was only one third reincarnation kanst group out of more than 150, and I even cut off all the thunder (lightning) that rained and poured from above. Well from the participants, it was different ratings like "Are you a Space Century person?!" or "Impossible and perverse to move" or "Official Cheat B" but come on... So if you put on a marathon battle, I think you can beat most of the boss class (I can't do it all the time. The attack and recovery of "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" is almost balanced, so my concentration doesn't hold), because it's paper armor doesn't change. Hey, if you eat 1-2 shots of Boss class attack, you'll die, so when you're in the castle, you don't have a calming hippo at all. So, if I did that - it would be annihilated - I would have checked around the great ghost (Auga), and no, the status window indicated 'The Great Ghost General (Auga Road)', so I guess it's near the Great King (Auga King)? Surrounded by, there was a great ghost (orga) who was bigger than them, who had grown five horns, and wore chest armor. Definitely this must be the Great King of Orgasms. Well, check the status window today... "-Do what, princess?!" Heavenly hugs me in a hurry. No, I don't know... I saw something impossible, so I felt dizzy. Auga Princess Race: The Great Ghost Princess Name: Sofia HP: 1800,000 MP: 520,000 * If the Princess is unmarried. After marriage, it becomes an august queen. "- Um, hey, girl? Then the big ghost (Auga) at the five corners distorted his tough face and shouted. "It's obvious! How do I look at my place?!" ... Excuse me. It's called its tough face, it's called rocky muscle, and there's no distinction between men and women from anywhere. "Well, okay. - Now, Princess Big Ghost (Auga Princess), my name is Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), and I am the Lord of Imperial Crimson, a kingdom of demonic light in perpetuity. I'll give you two choices. All I give is fear and power, that is, to swear obedience under this sword of mine, or to stand before this sword and waste my life." "Fuzakerna!!" Before my mouth was over, all three nearby Grand Ghost generals (Augaload) suddenly turned toward me, but with a wave of engraved spears, the two dispersed so much that they didn't fasten the prototype, and the other, "It's nothing." Wrapped in a bright blue flame with a wave of fans in the air, it could disappear without leaving any ashes. Again, I turned to Princess Big Ghost (Augustine Princess) and turned the cutting edge of "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". "Let me get back to you, Princess Big Ghost. Obedience or death." "Gugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugugu.......................................................................................... The Great Ghost Princess (Auga Princess), who had been distressed for some time, laid her knees on the spot when she threw the huge battle axe in her hand with Galan onto the ground. "... let's obey" "Um, it's a wise decision. Me and my Imperial Crimson would like to welcome you." Uh, good. After all, it's best to discuss and settle with each other who can talk. ... well, before that, I feel like a sea of blood around here, but it's the one called self-defense, yeah. "Rest assured, as long as you obey our princess, your lords will always be waiting for you to fight and win." "Um, dominating all of this world and not with the princess to further heights! Yeah, I know how that feels - I know. I'm the last person you want to believe. "- But the Four Wesen King went down to earth because of it, but to this extent, it's not enough." The engraving flare nodded loudly in tune with the blurry Akaho words. "Hmm, but human opponents aren't more teethy. - No, there was definitely a dungeon around here and a mountain of white dragons." "I miss you again with the dungeon. And if you're a dragon breed, I think you'll enjoy it somewhat." "Um, goodness hurry. Let's get going. - There you go, newcomer, and the Lord. It tells its eyes and soul that our words are not lies or hatchets." ... What's this rapid expansion? "Come on, Princess, let's come." No, let's come, I have to go too...? Come on, I'm mentally tired, so I'm off - that means going back to the castle, right? Something half broke and went to Battle Royale and just a castle in my people. ... I guess it's better if you were still hunting for dungeons and field bosses. - Shall we come? I took the lead in yakeshitting. As usual, the Great Ghost Princess (Auga Princess), who had been hardened by the Four Wesen King and had picked up the battle axe, came with her as a precursor. That's why during this day, we dominated the ancient ruins (dungeons) near the city of Ara and the Lord of the White Dragon Mountains, and placed three large forests under virtual control.
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ๅ›ฝใฎ็พๅœจใฎ็Šถๆณใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใ€ใŸใ‚‹ๅ›ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฑฑๅฅฅใง ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใใฃใจๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€‚......ใงใ™ใŒใ‚ชใƒฌใซใฏใพใ ใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใฎๅใฏ้‡้ŽใŽใพใ™ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ“ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ?โ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใ„ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใซไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่ฒฌไปปใจ็พฉๅ‹™ใŒใคใ„ใฆใพใ‚ใฃใฆ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใงๆฐ—่ปฝใซ้Šใณใพใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใใŸใใชใ„ใ€ใจ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ŒๅƒใใŸใใชใ„ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹!็ตถๅฏพใซๅƒใใŸใใชใ„ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹!ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒผใƒˆใฎไธปๅผตใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ? ใพใ•ใ‹ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ? ใจ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟฎ่กŒใฎใŸใ‚ใงใ™ใ€ ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€็žฌใ€ใใฎ็›ฎใŒๆณณใ„ใ ใฎใ‚’ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ„! ใใƒผใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸๅคœ้ฃŸใจๆœ้ฃŸใ‚‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€้ฃŸในใฆๅฏใฆ้Šในใ‚‹็’ฐๅขƒใซ้ †ๅฟœใ—ใพใใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€ใƒžใ‚ธใง้ง„็›ฎไบบ้–“ใ‹ใ“ใฎ็”ท?! ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ๅงซใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฆใƒ„ใ‚ฑใ‚’้ญ‚้ญ„ใ™ใ‚‰ๆฎ‹ใ•ใšๆป…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‚…ใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใŒ่ณชๅ•ใงใฏใชใใ€็ขบ่ชใฎๅฃ่ชฟใงใใ†่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใใŸใชใใƒปใƒปใƒป(ใกใชใฟใซ่บซไฝ“ใฎๆฌ ๆ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅคงใใ„ใจใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่˜‡็”Ÿใงใใชใ„)ใ€‚ ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€็žฌๆ—ฉใใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่‚˜ๆ‰“ใกใŒ็ฅž้€Ÿใฎๆ—ฉใ•ใงใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎใ‚ใ่…นโ€•โ€• ใ€ŒใใŠใŠใŠใฃโ€•โ€•!!!ใ€ ๅ›ฝใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๅด‡ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…จใฆใฎ็ฃไบบใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€ใใ—ใฆใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’ๅฆปใซ่ฟŽใˆใฆ่–”่–‡่‰ฒใฎๅฐ†ๆฅใ‚’็ด„ๆŸใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใใ†ๅธธๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฌ่จ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ๆ‚ถ็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ๅฐป็›ฎใซใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ๅ‘ตๆˆใซ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅฆปใจใ‹...่จ€ใฃใฆใญใˆ...ใž......ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‘ปใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ่ซ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ฆ–ๆ นใฃใ“ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ€็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ! ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ€่…น่ฉฑ่ก“ใฎไบบๅฝขใฟใŸใ„ใซใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใ‚ฌใ‚ฏ้ฆ–่‚ฏใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใŠใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใ€ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰่‰ฏใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใฎใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅฆนใ“ใ‚ใƒผใฃใ€ใƒžใ‚ธๆ€–ใ„!! ใ€Ž.........ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใ‚‚็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฆใ‹ใ€ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›้ ญใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฆใ€่‰ฏใ„ๆŒ‰้…ใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่„ณๅ†…้บป่–ฌใŒใƒ€ใƒ€ๆผใ‚Œใงใ€ๅŠๅˆ†้ญ‚ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไปŠๅพŒใฏใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ้€ฃ้‚ฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ใจใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใธใฎๆ‰€ๅฑžใ‚’่กŒใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๆฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใฏใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ๆ‡ธๅฟตใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆกˆๅค–็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใงๆฑบใพใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚......ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹่‚ๅฟƒใฎ ใพใ‚ใ“ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—...ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ ็™ฝ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใ่†ๆž•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็พจใพใ—ใใชใ„ใฎใฏใชใœใ ใ‚ใ†?โ€•โ€•ใใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใง่‹ฅๅนฒๆญฏๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŒๆ‚ชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŒใ‚นใ‚ซใƒใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใชใ›ใ„ใงใ€ไป–ใฎ้ƒจๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธๅฎ‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‚ใ’ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ซใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใงๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅฉใใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใปใฃใ€ ๆฝฐใ‚ŒใŸ่›™ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใพใ‚ใใƒผใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใจ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็พ็ฃ็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคงไผฏ็ˆถๆง˜ใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใ€่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅๅฏพใฏใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไผฏ็ˆถ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚็งใฎ็ฅ–็ˆถใฎๅ…„ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใปใƒผใฃใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†้–ขไฟ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ ใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใ„ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰่ƒฝใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆ็จฝๅคใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ„ใคใ—ใ‹ใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใ€ใชใฉใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธญใซใฏ่‰ฒ็œผ้กใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅ‘ใใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸ็…ฉใ‚ใ—ใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ็ฏญใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ˆใฎใ‰ใ€‚็ฃใฎ็œทๅฑžใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใญใฐ่ˆใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซๅใๆจใฆใ‚‹็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใธๆŒฏใฃใฆๆนงใ„ใŸใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎๅคงไผฏ็ˆถใฎใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่„ฑ้€€ใจใ€ใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใฎๅฑžๅ›ฝใธใฎๅŠ ๅ…ฅใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ็™บ่จ€ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ€ฅ้ฝๆ—้•ทไผš่ญฐใ‚’ๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใ„่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใช็ต่ซ–ใจใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Žๆฌกไปฃใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใซๆฑบใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ณใƒฌๆฌก็ฌฌ?ใ€ ใฎ่†ใฎไธŠใงๆ„่ญ˜ไธๆ˜Žใงใ€ๆ™‚ใ€…ใ€Œ...ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใ‚’...ใ€ใจๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๆ‚ชๅคขใซใ†ใชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ณใƒฌใงใฏใชใใ€Žๆฌกไปฃใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•? ไป–ใซใ‚‚ๅ€™่ฃœ่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ้ ญใฎไธญใซใ€ๆœฌๅฎถใ ใฎๆฌกไธ–ไปฃใ ใฎๆญฃ็ตฑใ ใฎ้ฉๆ–ฐ็š„ใ ใฎใจใ„ใฃใŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ‚ทใƒชใƒผใ‚บใŒใšใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจไธฆใ‚“ใ ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใซใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใŸใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ ผใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใพใŸไป–้ƒจๆ—ใซใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใ“ใๆœ€ๅผทใจ่‡ช็งฐใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ๅคšใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๆˆฆใฃใฆใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚’ๆฑบๅฎšใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€็พ็ฃ็Ž‹ใŸใ‚‹ๅคงไผฏ็ˆถใ‚‚ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ่žใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆ! ใ‚ใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ•ใฆใฏ้ข็™ฝใŒใฃใฆ้ป™ใฃใฆใŸใชใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใพใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฑฑใฎไธญใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใ€่‡ชไฟกใŒใชใ„ใฎใงๆ”พๆฃ„ใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Žๆ™‚้–“ใฎ็„ก้ง„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใชใ€ๅงซใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใ ใญใ€ ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใโ€•โ€•ๅคงไผฏ็ˆถใฏๅˆฅใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚โ€•โ€•็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๅ‹่ฒ ใชใฉ้ฆฌ้นฟ้ฆฌ้นฟใ—ใใฆ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚‚ใฆใชใ„ใฎใงใ™! ใงใ‚‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅๅˆ†ใงใ™! ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฆใƒณใ€ไป–ใƒŽๅ€™่ฃœ่€…ใƒŠใƒณใƒ†ใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ทใƒ†ใƒคใƒณใƒจ!ใ€ ๆญปไบบ่ธŠใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…ทๅˆใซ่ƒŒไธญใงๆ”ฏใˆใคใคใ€ใ ใ‚‰ใƒผใ‚“ใจใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€่ฃๅฃฐใงๅฃฐๅธฏๆจกๅ†™ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใชๅๅฟœใ™ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใญใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€‚ ใ‚‚ๅ†…ใซ็ง˜ใ‚ใŸ้—˜ๅฟ—ใงๆญฆ่€…้œ‡ใ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ„ใพ็„ก่Œถใชๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใŸใ›ใ„ใงใฎๆ–ญๆœซ้ญ”ใฎ็—™ๆ”ฃใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใใฎใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ๆฑบๅฎšๆˆฆใ€ใจใ‹ใซใฏๅ‡บๅ ดใ—ใฆใ€ๅ„ชๅ‹ใ™ใ‚‹่‡ชไฟกใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใฎๅ‚€ๅ„กใ ใญใ€ใ‚ณใƒฌใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ‚ใ“ใฎๅญใŒใ„ใ‚ŒใฐๆœฌไบบใŒใƒใƒณใ‚ณใƒ„ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™!โ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ๆ„ๅค–ใชใ“ใจใซใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒใ€่บŠ่บ‡ใ„ใ‚’ใฟใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅทซๅฅณใจใ—ใฆใฎ็›ดๆ„Ÿใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฎˆใ‚Š็ฅžใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฅž็ฃๆง˜ใฎๅŠ ่ญทใŒ ใ€Žใพใ‚ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚ฆใƒ„ใ‚ฑใฉใ†ใชใ‚ใ†ใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใชใ€ ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใŒๅฟƒๅบ•่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฎใชใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใงๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎใชใซใ‹ไธ–็•Œใซๆธฆๅทปใๆ‚ชๆ„ใฎๆธฆใŒไผธใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ไธ–็•Œใฎๆ‚ชๆ„ใญใˆใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ—ใ็”ทใŒใ€Žใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็ฅžๆง˜ๆฐ—ๅ–ใ‚Šใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐใƒปใƒปใƒป่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€็ตถๅฅฝใฎๆฉŸไผšใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ็ฃ็Ž‹ใซใชใ‚Šใ•ใˆใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅˆๆณ•็š„ใซใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ—(ใพใ‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•)ใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใˆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ไป–ใฎ้ƒจๆ—โ€•โ€•็‹ผไบบๆ—ใ€็Œซไบบๆ—ใ€ๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใง่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆˆฆๅฃซใŒๆ€ฅใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„?ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใ„ใพไธŠใ’ใŸ3ใคใฏใ„ใšใ‚Œใ‚‚ ใ€Œ็‹ผไบบๆ—ใ€็Œซไบบๆ—ใงใ™ใ‹? ใ‚ใพใ‚ŠไบคๆตใŒใชใ„ใฎใง่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฏใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ไปฃ่กจใŒๅ‡บๅ ดใ—ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ€ใŸใ ใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ไป–้ƒจๆ—ใฎ้–“ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆญฆๅ…ทใŒๅ‡บๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚่…•็ต„ใฟใ—ใฆ่€ƒใˆใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ็›ดๆŽฅใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใƒฏใƒณใ‚ฏใƒƒใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ็ฝฎใ„ใฆๅผทๅŠ›ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆ้–“ๆŽฅ็š„ใซๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€‚ ่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€ใฏ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅผท่€…ใซๅพ“ใ†ใฎใŒ็ฟ’ใ„ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ้ฆฌใฎ้ชจใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅพ“ใ†ใฎใฏๅ็™บใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใฉใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็พๅœฐใง็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ๆฑบๅฎšๆˆฆใ€ใซ็งใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅญฆใซ่กŒใใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฃใฆๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅพฎๅฆ™ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹้ƒจๆ—ใฎ่€…ใฎใฟใŒ่ฆ‹ๅญฆใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใฏไปŠๅพŒใ€ๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฌๅ›ฝใฎ็›Ÿไธปใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใ‚ทใ‚นใจ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆๆ—้•ทไผšใธๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ณใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ไปปใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใพใ‚้ง„็›ฎใชๆ™‚ใซใฏ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใซ็™ปๅ ด้ก˜ใฃใฆใ€็ฅž็ฃใฎใ”ๅจๅ…‰ใง่ฆ‹ๅญฆใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ—ใญใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Š็”ณใ—ใŸๅงซใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅงซใฎๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’ๅถใˆใฌใชใฉใจใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใฌใ‹ใ—ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ๆ—้•ทไผšใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฎ่ถณใ‚Šใฌ้ ญใฎๆŒใกไธปใฏๅ…จๅ“กใใณใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใฆใ”่ฆงใซใ„ใ‚Œใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใžใ€ ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐๅนณๅ’Œ็š„ใซๆธˆใ‚ใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚
"King Cress, I think I know what's going on in this country, but why are you so bored in the back of the mountain? Don't you have something to do? Levan bit her lips all the way down to my words. "That, I know.... but the name 'Beast King' is still too heavy for me. That's why I'm staring back at myself here." "? - Could you be more specific?" "Uh, I mean..." Asmina opened her mouth on behalf of her brother-in-law (oh dear). "'I don't want to move from this place where responsibility and duty stick around and stink when I'm king of beasts, so I don't want to work and be easily played by myself,' says my brother-in-law (alas)" ... that's "you don't want to work! You never want to work! That's Nite's claim, isn't it? That's not true, is it? and asked Levan (really) with a gaze, "... that's not true. For training." And I said, for a moment, I didn't miss my eyes swimming - yes! Speaking of which, I normally received the night meal and breakfast that Asmina brought, and there's a lot of feeling that I'm adapting to an environment where I can eat, sleep and play, and seriously, no human or this guy?! "- Princess, may I destroy you without even leaving you a soul? That's not the question, but the tone of confirmation. Uh, I'm starting to feel like there's still nothing wrong with that... (by the way, I can't exactly resuscitate a large defective part of my body). Fine, a moment earlier than I said, Asmina's elbow beating was divine speed, beating through Levan's stomach - exactly around the liver (lever). "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" "Of course, my brother-in-law (oh dear) is sincere, he is not the one who plays the big part of the Beast King! And in the near future, you will be at the head of not only King Cress (this) country, but all the beasts who worship the Beast King, to help His Majesty, and to welcome me to my wife and promise me a rosy future - so I publicly proclaim from day to day! Asmina said once and for all to Levan, who was stuffy, on her ass. "... my wife... I didn't say..." And I'm groaning about something. Grabbing Levan's root, forcing him to wake up, "You're sure of that! Dear Brother Levan, I grabbed my head at the mercy of my strength and let him gut me like a ventriloquist doll. "... so did you understand, Master Hyuki" I had to snort, yeah, towards Asmina with a good smile, like the Han who did it. - Sister wow, seriously scary!! ......... That's Akiho, too. Well, come on, I'm shaking my head too hard, and Levan's brain drug leaks on a good scale, and I'm about to lose half my soul... I don't know if that's a problem. Well, look, I don't want to get stuck. "Um, so there's no problem in the future with the independence of the Kingdom of Cress from the Union and the fact that it will be affiliated with our country? I had a lot of concerns before I got here, but it seems like a brief discussion would decide.... I also feel like the flag (Levan) at the heart is outside the mosquito net because of my mind. Well, this momentum won't be a problem. "My brother-in-law, not me..." With a subtle knee pillow on Levan stripping her white eyes - I wonder why she's not too jealous? - Asmina who answers that, but she's got a slightly worse tooth cut here. "Shame on you, my brother-in-law, because of his scapontony, there was a voice of anxiety coming from other tribes." Asmina slaps Levan on the head as much as she wants in the ska part. "- Guru." I saw Levan's face giving him a crushed frog-like voice, and I convinced him that it would be so-so. "Exactly in front of the Great Uncle, the current Beast King, I do not stand against..." "Big Uncle?" "Ah, yes. I'll hit my grandfather's brother." "Ho" is that the kind of relationship? "My brother-in-law, who is a milk brother and sister in that relationship (oh dear), has been found talented and archaic since he was a little girl, so when did he become known as' The Successor of the Beast King ', etc., some of them were oriented to see with colored glasses, and he may be stuck here to escape those annoyances" What an impudent man. If you're a family member of a beast, show them the temper to fight, and they'll lick you. ' Abominably throw up the empty hoe. "It's a statement about my great-uncle's recent departure from the Cres-Kensruna Federation and his accession to the Imperial Crimson Nation, which shook and gushed there. We quickly executed the council of chiefs and we had a discussion... The final conclusion was that we would leave it to the judgment of the next Beast King." "I mean, it depends on me? I'm still unconscious on my sister-in-law's lap, and sometimes she subtly nightmares, "... stop, Asmina, my pants..." she pointed at Levan. "No, not this one. It's The Next Beast King." "-? Are there other candidates? Somehow, in my head, there was a sight of a series of Beast Kings lined up in shifts, such as being authentic and innovative for the next generation in the main house. "I wasn't here until now, hey. Whether my brother-in-law (or not) qualifies as the" Beast King ", and because many other tribes call me the strongest, I actually decided to fight to decide the" Beast King ". Oh, of course, I am aware of the great uncle of the present Beast King." I didn't ask you! You know what, now you've been funny and shut up. "- Does that mean I gave up because I'm not sure that I'm hiding in a mountain like this right now? "It was a waste of time, Princess." "Right." "No, it's not. As a brother-in-law, I don't have to - apart from my great-uncle - be ridiculous and uninterested in visible battles and such! But I'm actually motivated enough! That's right, Dear Brother Levan (Stay)!! "- Un, other no candidate Nanteboko Bokonisiteyanyo! Asmina takes both hands of a sloppy Levan and forces him to pose while supporting him with his back to look like a dead man dance, and vocal chord modeling with his back voice. I don't know how to react, in this case. "... and in this way my brother-in-law (too) is trembling with a secret fighting spirit within" No, the spasm of the Terminator because of the unscrupulous movement he's making right now. "... okay, so you're going to be in that" Beast King's Decision "or something, and you're sure you're going to win? I asked Asmina as she healed (heeled) Levan. Or a literal puppet, here it is. But, well, with this kid, even if he's a jerk in person, he seems like he can handle it. "Yes, I'm fine! - I just wanted to say..." Unexpectedly, Asmina showed some hesitation. "This is my intuition as a witch, but it's like the protection of God and the Beast, the patron saint of the Beast people, is away from my brother-in-law..." "Well, it's certainly not like I've ever known what's going to happen." I agreed with Akaho in a tone of no heartfelt interest. "And I feel like something else is stretching a vortex of malice that swirls around the world." The world's bad faith. Speaking of which, I hear a guy who sounds like a lot of rap said, 'God's orders in this world,' but if there's someone God cares about... if you think about it, this is a great opportunity, isn't it? As long as you become the Beast King, you will legally rule half of the Kres-Kensruna Federation (well, I do the same thing). "Hey, Asmina. Haven't you heard of any other tribes lately - werewolves, cats, rabbits, strangers and powerful warriors suddenly appearing? By the way, all three I've just raised are the kind of characters that players could have created in "E. H. O" and "Eternal Horizon Online". "Are you a werewolf, a cat? You haven't heard of it because you don't have much interaction. I don't think the Rabbits will be competing in the first place. - Oh, it's just that I've recently heard of powerful weapons out there that I've never even seen among other tribes." I also put my arms around Asmina's words, who tilted her neck. I see. You're not going to let the player show his face directly, you're going to put one cushion down and give him a powerful item to rule indirectly. Come to think of it, 'The Beast King' is the representative of the Beast People. Even though it's a learning how much to follow the strong, there will also be rebellion in following someone who doesn't know which horsebone it is. I think I'll need to check locally to see what items I'm using when that happens. "I'd also like to go on a tour of that 'Beast King Decision Battle', is that okay? "... that's a subtle place. Basically, only those from participating tribes will be allowed to visit. However, since Hiyuki is the ally of a country that may become a Sovereign Nation in the future, if you consult with Jisis and take him to the Council of Chiefs, or" "- Hmm. Can you do me a favor? "Yes, I'll take care of it" Well, when you can't, you can wish to appear in the air and ask for a tour in the glory of the Divine Beast. "I understand, princess. - Nevertheless, at the time of the failure to fulfill the princess's hopes and other things, the chieftaincy council and all the owners of the missing heads will be scared to kill and see. ' Uh-huh, I wish I could do it peacefully.
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ใ€Œ่ฑš่‚‰ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ้–‹ๅบ—ๅ‰ใซใ„ใใชใ‚Šใ‚„ใฃใฆใใฆใ€ไธ่บพใชใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒฉใƒผใƒกใƒณใ€Ž่ฑš้ชจๅคง็Ž‹ใ€ใฎๅบ—ไธปใ“ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใฎๅพ“้ญ”ใƒป ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ—ใŸๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰้š…ใฎๆ–นใธๆŽงใˆใฆใ€ๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅพ“ๆฅญๅ“กใฎใƒใ‚คใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏใธใจ้กŽใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ƒใใฃใฆๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€‚ๆš–็ฐพใ‚’้–‰ใพใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ใ‚ใจไผ‘ๆฅญใฎ็œ‹ๆฟใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ ใพใ ใŠๅ‰ใฏๅŠไบบๅ‰ใ ใŒใ€ๅบ—ใฎใ“ใจใฏ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œ......ใธใ„ใ€่ฆชๆ–น!ใ€ ๆถ™ใใ‚“ใงๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ๅพ“ๆฅญๅ“กใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•? ใชใ‚“ใง่ฑš่‚‰่ฒฐใ†ใฎใซไปŠ็”Ÿใฎๅˆฅใ‚ŒใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ•?ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใ‹ใชใ‚ŠๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใฒใ—ใฒใ—ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๆ‰“ใฆใฐ้Ÿฟใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ่ฑš่‚‰โ€•โ€•ใคใพใ‚Š ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใŸไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใซ็ชใฃไผใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใฎใ•! ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็‰›่‚‰ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใŸใฎ?!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ–œๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใฎ็‰›ไธผๅฑ‹ใฎไธปไบบใฎใƒŸใƒŽใ‚ฟใ‚ฆใƒญใ‚นใ‹ใ€้›ๅ†ถๅฑ‹ใฎ ใฎๆ›‡ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„็›ฎใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใ€‚ๅพ“ๆฅญๅ“กใฎใƒใ‚คใƒปใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€้‡Ž่œใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐ!?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŸŽใฎ่ฃใฎไธ–็•Œๆจนใฎๆฃฎใ‚’็„ผใๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ€ๆค็‰ฉ็ณปใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใจๆˆฆไบ‰ใจใฏใ€่…•ใŒ้ณดใ‚Šใพใ™ใชใ€ ๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใฎ็›ฎใŒๅ…‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซไธ–็•Œๆจนใฏ่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ฌใƒใƒฃใฎๆ™ฏๅ“ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ใ‚ชใƒ–ใ‚ธใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใง5~6ๆœฌๆคใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใฎๅทจๆœจใฎๆฃฎใจๅŒ–ใ—ใ€ๆค็‰ฉ็ณปใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚„ใƒใ‚คใƒปใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่–ๅœฐใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจ1ๆœฌใ ใ‘ๆคใˆใŸใ€Žไผ่ชฌใฎๆจนใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“็”ฑๆฅใฎๅคงๆœจใฏไปŠ้ ƒใฉใƒผใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใƒซใฎๅ‘Š็™ฝๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใชใฃใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅœฐ้“ใซ่…น็ซ‹ใคใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใคใƒผใ‹ใใฎๆฃฎใ‚’็„ผใๆ‰•ใ†ใจใ‹ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅ†…ๆˆฆใ ใ‚ˆ!? ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ้‡Ž่œใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅ†…ๆˆฆใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏ!! ใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใฎใงใ€ใ‚„ใ‘ใใใงๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็พŠ่‚‰ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ๅ ดๅˆใฏ?!ใ€ ๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใŒ้›ฃใ—ใใ†ใช้ก”ใง่…•็ต„ใฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ„? ใ“ใ“ใซใฏๅฑ…ใชใ„ใฎใงไธ‹ใพใง็ฒใ‚Šใซ่กŒใๆ‰‹้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง็พŠ่‚‰ใ ใจไบบ้–“ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€ใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใงใชใ„? ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝใงใฏไบบ้–“ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ŽๅŒ่„š็พŠใ€่ถณใฎ็พŠใจ่จ€ใฃใฆๅ–ฐใฃใฆใŸใใ†ใงใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฃใ—ใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ‹•็‰ฉใฎ่‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒๅฅฝใใงใ™ใชใใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใฏ็’ฐๅขƒใงๅ‘ณใซใƒใƒฉใคใใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅฅฝใฟใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ™ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€ใ€Œๆ™ฎ้€šใซ็พŠใฎ่‚‰ใฏใชใ„ใฎ?!ใ€ใ‹ใ€ใ€Œๅ…จ้ƒจๅŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใง่ชžใ‚‹ใช!!ใ€ใ‹ใ€ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง็งใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ!?ใ€ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใงใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใƒปใƒปใƒป้ถ่‚‰ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใฏใฉใƒผใชใ‚‹ใฎ!?ใ€ ใ€Œ่กจ้€šใ‚Šใฎ่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใ‚’ใ”็ดนไป‹ใ—ใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง้ถ่‚‰ใ ใจๆ™ฎ้€šใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘!? ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใŠ่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚ˆ!!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ“ใ“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚นใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงๆค…ๅญใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆๅœฐๅ›ฃๅคช่ธใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใซใ€้ก”่‰ฒใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใŒใพใŸใ”ไนฑๅฟƒใ ! ๆ‰‹ไผใˆใ€ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ๅพ“ๆฅญๅ“กใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Žใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅฌๅ–šใ€ใงใใฎๅ ดใซใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏๅ…ตใ‚’1ใƒ€ใƒผใ‚นใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไนฑๅฟƒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใ„!!!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ก€ใ ! ่ก€ใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใ‚!!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฑšใฎ่ก€ใชใ‚‰ใƒใ‚ฑใƒ„5ๆฏๅˆ†ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ„ใคใงๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“! ไฟบใ‚‰ใŒๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅงซๆง˜ใซ้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใช~~~ใฃ!! ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹่‡“็‰ฉใ‚‚ๆตฎใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚Œ!!ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅซใณใ‚‚่™šใ—ใใ€ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใฃใฆๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ(็‹ญใ„ๅบ—ใฎไธญใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใช่…•ๅŠ›ใงๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใง)ใ€ใใฎใพใพ่ฑšใฎ่ก€ใจ่‡“็‰ฉใพใฟใ‚Œใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ใŠ้ขจๅ‘‚ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใซไธ€ใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆ–™็†ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅค‰ใชๆ„ๅ›ณใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐๆ–™็†ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚่ฒธใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใŒๆ–™็†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ„ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใงใฟใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆ–™็†ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€็ŠฌใŒ้€†ไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใช้ก”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญ? ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใงใฏ3้ฃŸ(ใƒใ‚คใƒˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใใฏใƒใ‚คใƒˆๅ…ˆใฎใ‚นใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใฎ2้šŽใซใ‚ใ‚‹็คพๅ“ก้ฃŸๅ ‚ใง้ฃŸในใฆใŸใ‘ใฉ)่‡ช็‚Šใ—ใฆใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ไธญใงใ‚‚็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใซๆ–™็†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซๅงซๆง˜ใŒๆ–™็†ใ•ใ‚Œใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ๅฃฐใ‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใฎๅงฟ็„ผใใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไฝไบบใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ€ๅ…จๅ“กๆ˜”่ฉฑใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹็ซใฎไธญใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚€ๅ…Žใ‹ใ„? ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซ็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใชใฎใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆ–™็†ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใงใ™ใ‹......?ใ€ ้›ฃ่งฃใชๆ–น็จ‹ๅผใงใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸ้ก”ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎไฝไบบใซใฏ็ธ้ ใ„ๆฆ‚ๅฟตใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚้ขจ้‚ชใจใ‹็ตถๅฏพๅผ•ใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใคใ„ใ•ใฃใใ‚ใฃใŸๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ™ใพใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่ฌใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ไฝ•ๅ›ž็›ฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฌ็ฝชใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅฎฟใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€ๅŒใ˜ใไฝ•ๅ›ž็›ฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฃใฆใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใจใ„ใˆใฐใ‚ใฎ็ฃไบบ้‡Ž้ƒŽใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€่ญท่ก›ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ใใซๅฎˆใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใŒไธ€็•ชๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใใฎใ“ใจใงใฏใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใซใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ“ใฃใดใฉใๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Žใ€Œๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅ‹ใฆใญใˆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ็„ก็ญ–ใง็ซ‹ใกๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ€‚ไฟบใŸใกใฏไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ๅฑ‹ใ ใ€ๆˆฆใ†ไปฅๅค–ใฎใฉใ‚“ใชๆ–นๆณ•ใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ไพ้ ผไธปใฎ่บซใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ในใใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅœฐใฎๅˆฉใ‚’็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆ้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจไฟบใŸใกใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใชใ€ ใใฎใ‚ใจใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠDใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใฏๆ—ฉใ™ใŽใŸใ‹ใชใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰้™ๆ ผใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใƒ’ใƒคใƒ’ใƒคใ—ใŸใœใ€ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใพใŸไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚ไพ้ ผใŒ้€”ไธญใงใงใใชใใชใฃใŸใชใใ€ใจๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ๆญปใซใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ2ๅ›ž็›ฎใ ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’่พžใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใพใ ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€ๅคงๅ™จใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ ใฎไปถใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ€็งใŒๅ›ใซใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใช้Žๅคฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ฃ็Ž‹ใŒๅ‡ฆ็ฝฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰็ขบๅฎŸใซๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ปฝใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚่–”่–‡ใฎใ‚ณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใŸใƒใƒซใƒผใƒณใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใจๅบŠใฎๅขƒ็›ฎใŒ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚็—…ๆฐ—ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ•ใ€ ใ„ใกใŠใ†ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฎ็‰นๆ€งใจใ‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใฏใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใใ†ใ„ใ†็†่งฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใ•ใŒ้€†ใซใ„ใŸใŸใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็ฝชใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅข—ๅŠ ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใซ้ฉๅˆ‡ใชๅ‡ฆ็ฝฎใ‚’ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็งใฎ้Žๅคฑใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็งใฎๆฐ—ใŒๆธˆใพใชใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ›ใ‚ใฆไธ€็™บๆฎดใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็›ฎใจๅฃใ‚’ใฑใ‹ใฃใจ้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ€็ถšใ„ใฆใ‚ใŸใตใŸใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก็†็„ก็†็„ก็†! ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใญใˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๅฅณใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซๅฅณใ ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใช็”ทๅ‹้”ใจใ‹ใ€ๆ†Žใ„็›ธๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎๅ…„ไธธใงใ‚‚็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆฎดใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ„ใ†็†ๅฑˆใ ?! ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€็ตถๅฏพใ‚€ใ‚Š!ใ€ ใ†ใƒผใ‚€......็ขบใ‹ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ€ใพใ‚‹ใฃใใ‚Šๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ใใ†ใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ›ฐใฃใŸใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใฎใปใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใชใซใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€่€ƒใˆใซๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่€ณใ‚’็ด ้€šใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰€ๅœจๆŠ•ใ’ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๆณŠใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚Fใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใฎๆ™‚ใซๆณŠใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ ดๆœซใฎๅฎ‰ๅฎฟใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏไธญใฎไธ‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅฎฟใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‚‚ไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใใ€ๆœบใ‚„ๆค…ๅญ(็พๅœจใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ใ€ๅ‚™ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…็ฎช็ฌฅใพใง็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๆž•ๅ…ƒใซใฏๅฐใ•ใชใ‚ตใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒใ‚งใ‚นใƒˆใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใซใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใฎ่–”่–‡ใฎ่ŠฑๆŸใŒ่Šฑ็“ถใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œ้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใฃใŸ(่Šฑ็“ถใฏๅฎฟใฎๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ฒธใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไธŠใ€็”Ÿใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ)ใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ใใฎ้šฃใซ้ฃŸในๆฎ‹ใ—ใฎ้ฃŸๅ™จใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฃŸๆฌฒใŒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„? ใพใ ๅŠๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใ€ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œ็—…ไบบใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใƒชใ‚พใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›้ฃฝใใกใพใฃใฆ......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็œฉๆšˆใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€ๅˆฅใซใฉใ“ใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใฎใซใชใ€ ใ€Œ็œฉๆšˆใฏ่ก€ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ“ๅŠ›ใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅคฑใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่ก€ใฏๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆ็ขบใ‹ใซ่‚ฒใก็››ใ‚ŠใซๆฏŽๅ›žใ“ใ‚Œใงใฏ้ฃฝใใŒใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใตใ‚€ใ€่ก€ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใจใชใ‚Œใฐ่ก€ใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ™้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใญใ€‚่ก€ใฎๅŽŸๆ–™ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏใŸใ‚“ใฑใ่ณชใ€ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใŠ่‚‰ใ ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏไนณ่ฃฝๅ“ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚บใจใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจ้‡Ž่œใ‚‚่ก€็ฎกใ‚’ไธˆๅคซใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ใฃๅ–ใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ„ใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใฏ็ฉ€็‰ฉใ‚„ๆฒนใ€ใŠ็ ‚็ณ–ใจใ‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใจใ€ใชใ‚‹ใจใ‚ขใƒฌใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚้ฃŸในใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠ่ฉซใณใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅ้ฃŸในใ‚„ใ™ใ„ๆ–™็†ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใซๆŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–™็†......ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅคฑ็คผใ ใญใ€‚้ฃŸในใฆ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใง็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใคๅ‡ฑ้™ฃใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฏใชใซใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚บใ€้‡Ž่œใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใ€่„‚ใจใใŸใ‚‰ๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚บใƒใƒผใ‚ฌใƒผใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚ฌใƒผใงใ™ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰่กจ้€šใ‚Šใซใ€Žๆ˜‡ๅคฉใƒใƒผใ‚ฌใƒผใ€ใ€Žใƒใƒผใ‚ฌใƒผใƒปใ‚คใƒณใƒปใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ€ใ€Ž ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใƒใƒผใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใŠๅบ—ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅธ‚่ฒฉๅ“ใงใชใๆ‰‹ไฝœใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใงไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใจใฉใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅ็ท‹้›ชใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใƒใƒผใ‚บใƒใƒผใ‚ฌใƒผใ‚’้ฃŸในใฆใ€ใใฎ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ•ใซๆ„Ÿๆฟ€ใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ‘ณใฃ! ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Œ!?ใ€ ๅฎฃ่จ€้€šใ‚Š่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๅ–œใ‚“ใง้ฃŸในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใตใตใ‚“ใจ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ ใ„ใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ’ใˆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„! ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ–™็†้ฃŸใˆใŸใ‚‰ๆœ€้ซ˜ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ‚กใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใฃใจๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ‚Šใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ท‹้›ชใ ใŒใ€ใพใฃใŸใๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใšใซ็œ‰ๆ นใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ€ ใ€ŒๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ ใจใ‚ซใƒญใƒชใƒผใŒใใคใ„ใ‹ใช? ใพใ‚ใŸใพใซ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใงๅฎฟใฎๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใซใงใ‚‚ใƒฌใ‚ทใƒ”ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๅฟƒใซใจใฉใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
"I'd like some pork." Suddenly he came before the store opened, and to my words, who made an unclean request, the owner of the ramen "Pork Bone King", the Oak King's submissive demon/Kaiju (the molester), narrowed his eyes and nodded heavily with an enlightened look. "Understood, Princess." Then he held back toward the corner and gave instructions to the employee's high oak, who was watching his way through. "Oops. Keep the warm curtains closed and put out some more closing signs. - You're still half-service, but I asked for the store." "... hey, parent! Employee responding to tears. "- Why do you get pork like a lifetime goodbye? I had a pretty bad feeling at this point. "Whatever that is," the answer came back as if it sounded. "Pork - that is, because they wanted Oak King's life." I almost stumbled onto the counter with the answers I had expected. "Why would you do that! So what would have happened if I told you this is what I wanted beef for?!" "It means killing Minotaur, the owner of the beef bowl shop across the street, or Shiyu, the blacksmith." Kai Tin answers with no cloudy eyes. Employee High Oak is nodding yeah yeah too. "Then tell me you want vegetables!?" "Burn down the woods of the world tree behind the castle. Plant-based monsters and wars sound like arms." Kai's eyes lit up. By the way, if I had planted - bottles with objects that were prizes for billing gacha, I would have turned them into giant woods that just blinded my eyes when I noticed them, like plant-based monsters and high elf sanctuaries. I don't know how many big trees come from "Legendary Trees" I only planted one more tree. If it was a couple confessions, I'd be pissed off in the tunnel. If you suck at burning down the woods or something, it's a civil war!? I just said I want vegetables or something, is there going to be a civil war in this country!! ... so I asked in a shitty way. "Well, if you want lamb?!" The Kai clad their arms with a face that seemed difficult. "Are you human? I'm not here, so it's easy to go downstairs and get..." "Why does sheepmeat make you human?!" "Oh, didn't you know? In one country, he said he ate human beings by referring to them as' two-legged sheep ', two-legged sheep... well, I prefer normal animal meat. Thanks to the fact that humans vary in taste in the environment, preferences can be easily divided." In this case, "Normally there is no sheep meat?!", "Don't talk about it all on the same level!!" or "Why do you have knowledge I don't even know!?" where do I put the scratch? I... "What happens if you're looking for chicken!?" "May I introduce you to the butcher on the front street? "Why do you normally say it's chicken!? If you have a butcher, let me know from the beginning!!" I accidentally had a lot going on here. The stress exploded and I shook up my chair on the spot and stepped on the community too much. In the meantime, the Kai formation, whose complexion changed, "Hey, the princess is upset again! Help me, I'll hold you down! At the same time as speaking to the employee, he called only a dozen oak soldiers on the spot with his skill 'Oak Summoning'. "You're not a mess - Yikes!!!" "Blood! Prepare the blood!!" "I have five buckets of pig blood, though! "Then it doesn't matter! We'll take it down, you put it out of your head to the princess! "Don't call me ~ ~!! So the organs are floating, too!! My cry was vain, and I wanted to stop by and get caught up (because in a small store, I can't beat you with simple arm strength), and I was left with pig blood and guts all over me. Afterwards, I took a bath and changed my clothes, again explaining from scratch to the Keys. "... so I just want to cook normally, and I don't have any weird intentions. Yeah, I guess I'd appreciate it if you could lend me a place to cook, too." "Ha...... Is the princess cooking?" Why does everyone look like they declared that when I say I cook, the dog goes up the other way? Normally in real life, I was cooking meals (when I had a part-time job, I was eating in the employee cafeteria upstairs in the supermarket where I was working part-time), and even during the game, I was pointlessly upgrading and kansting my cooking skills. Come on. "Even if the princess doesn't cook, she'll burn like a dragon if she shouts, but she'll eat a little fairy (pixie) dance, but it's easy to prepare it and see? If the princess eats you, we're all happy to ride on the slab. Are there any inhabitants of this country, all of whom jump into the fires that used to come out of stories? "No, I don't want someone to prepare it for me, I'd like to cook it myself because you're sympathetic" "Are you sympathetic...? Even the elusive equation tells me about the Kai Formation, with its face around its neck. Well, I guess it's a remote concept for residents of this country. I'm definitely not going to catch a cold or anything. In the meantime, I told him what happened earlier. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "I'm so sorry. I don't know what to say and apologize..." To Bok's words of apology, which I don't know how many times, Joey replied in an upper-body position on the Inn bed, not knowing how many times it would be as well. "So never mind, that beast bastard is bad when it comes to the old days, and I'm the worst person you could hardly protect while you were escorted" In fact, Joey laughs bitterly when he says that Dr. Garte has pissed me off a lot about that. "Protecting" doesn't mean you can't win anything. We're stores of everything, we should have thought about keeping our clients safe, using any method other than fighting. I think you should let us know if you want to take advantage of the land and run around. " After that, I thought I was going to be demoted because they said D-rank was too early, and I laughed easily at you, and again, this time I couldn't make the request on the way. But what, even though this is the second time I've been dying, it's probably a big bowl in a way that I'm still willing to go on without quitting my adventurer. That said, "Regardless of what happened to my brother Maru, what I did to you afterwards was completely negligent. If the Beast King hadn't treated me, I would have definitely killed him." I shook my head gently and looked at my feet. The border between the balloon skirt and the floor, scattered with rose costumes, catches my eye. "No, 'cause that's like being sick, too, right? Then it's not your fault." I explained the characteristics of the blood-sucking princess today, but apparently she understands that. This innocence cannot be the other way around, or it increases the consciousness of sin... "... it's still my fault that I could have done that but I couldn't do the right thing. I'm still sorry about me. - At least hit me once! As soon as he raised his face and said, Joey opened his eyes and mouth wide, followed by a warm and neck-shaking sideways. "I can't, I can't! There's no way I can do that. I can't believe I bashed a woman more or less." "You don't have to think of me as a woman. Easy guy friends, haters - if you think even that brother maru is right in front of you, and you hit him as hard as you want." "What kind of logic is that?!" Absolutely! Hmmm... I do look like a girl, so hey, that might be hard to say. "... you're in trouble." "I'm the one in trouble..." I also feel like Joey was saying something, but he bare my ears that were sinking into his thoughts. Point your gaze at the location throw toward the room where Joey is staying. Unlike the cheap lodging at the end of the night that I was staying at when I was in F-rank, this seems to be the lower level of inn inside. The size of the room is also large, with desks, chairs (currently seated by me), and even furnished costumes. The bed was also good there, with a small side chest on the pillow, where my bouquet of sympathetic roses was put in a vase and decorated (the vase was lent to me by the Innkeeper and lived). And then I saw a leftover dish next to it, and I twisted my neck. "Don't you have an appetite? There's still about half a dozen left." "Oh -" I noticed that gaze and Joey grinned bitterly. "I'm sick, and I bring risottos every time, and I'm so tired of it... that I'm a little dizzy, and it's nothing wrong with me." "Dizziness is because you don't have enough blood. If you get back in strength, you won't get back the blood you lost." That said, I guess I do get tired of this every time I grow up. Hmm, we don't have enough blood - if we are, we need a meal that will increase blood. Protein is the raw material for blood, and meat is when it comes to it. And then dairy, cheese? That and vegetables also make the blood vessels sturdy, and the quick energy is grain, oil, sugar and so on. And I wonder if that would be a good idea. Easy to eat. "- Then, with apologies, I'll make a dish that's easy to eat tomorrow and bring it to your sympathy." To my suggestion, a subtle look, Joey. "Cooking.... You?" "... that's rude. Eat it and lose your hips, I don't know." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Oh, I see..." Kai formation hammering with an unclear face like I figured it out. "So, what's the princess going to make? "When it comes to meat, cheese, vegetables, bread and fat, it's a cheeseburger! "Is it a burger? Then there are Ascension Burgers, Burgers in Monsters, Burger Shops in Hun Rolling (Scarabe) and competitors on the street? They're all anxious naming stores. "... hey, these things have to be handmade, not commercially available" If I stab you in the stomach next time, you won't even see me. So the next day I ate a cheeseburger that Scarlet Snow took and Joey was thrilled with its deliciousness, "Yummy! What is this!?" Scarlet Snow stretched his chest out, seeing him delighted to eat all his hips out as declared. "What do you say, pretty good stuff? "Wow, yummy! Wouldn't it be great if I could eat something like this every day?" Scarlet snow seen a little meaningful, but leaned his neck with a frown root completely unaware, "Is it tough on calories every day? Well, I don't think it would be a problem if I had enough to eat once in a while, so I'll share the recipe with the Innkeeper." That's how he secretly stabbed the boy in the heart.
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ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆญปใซใพใ—ใŸใชใ€ ใŒ้ข็™ฝใใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๆ ผๅฅฝใคใ‘ใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปๆ ผๅฅฝใ„ใ„ใฎใจใ€ๆ ผๅฅฝใคใ‘ใฏ้•ใ†ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใฎใซๅฑฅใ้•ใˆใฆใ•ใ€‚ๅ›ใชใ‚“ใฆใใฎไป–ใฎ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆ„š็—ดใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๆถฏใ€ๅ›ใŒใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใŸใชใ‚“ใฆๆ„ๅค–ใ ใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅˆฅใซๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใปใฉใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅ้–“ๅงซใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚ใฎ็„ก็คผใชๅฃใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใตใจ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ†ใ‚ใฃใ€ใชใซใ“ใฎใƒ„ใƒณใƒ‡ใƒฌ?! ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ๆˆฆๆณใ‚‚ใปใผ้ญ”็‰ฉๅดใซๅ‚พใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€ ไบบ้–“ๅดใฏใปใผ็ทๅดฉใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆœฌ้ƒจๅ‘จ่พบใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎ็ฒพ้‹ญใจใ€ๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใจใงใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ“ใ†็€็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚’ไฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏๅคšๅ‹ขใซ็„กๅ‹ขใ€‚ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐใฎไบบ้–“ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใปใผๆŠŠๆกใงใใŸ( ใ“ใ“ใงๅฟ…่ฆใชใ“ใจใฏใปใผใชใ„ใ€ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใ“ใฎ่ƒธใฎๅฅฅใงๆธฆๅทปใใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใฏ? ๅˆฅใซใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๅ…ƒไบบ้–“ใชใฎใงใ€ไบบ้–“ใซๅ‘ณๆ–นใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใฃใกใซ่ปข็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰้€ขใฃใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใฏใ€็ฃๅž‹ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ›ใฐๆ€่€ƒใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฏไบบ้–“ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๅŒบๅˆฅใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒๅ…จ้•ทใŒ3mใงใ€็šฎ่†šใŒ็ท‘ใงใ€็›ฎ็Ž‰ใŒ8ๅ€‹ใ€็‰™ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸๅฃใŒ3ๅ€‹ใง็ซใ‚’ๅใใ€่…•ใŒ้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใˆใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ7ๆœฌใจใ‹ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ้•ใ†ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅคœไธญใซใƒˆใ‚คใƒฌใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใ‚‹้€”ไธญใงใฐใฃใŸใ‚Šๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸๆ™‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ€Œ~~~~ใฃ?!?ใ€ใจๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใคใคใ€่กŒใๅ‰ใ ใฃใŸๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใชใใจใ‹ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ•โ€•โ€•ๆ€’ใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใ„ๅ˜†ใใใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ™่จˆใชๆๅพ—ใจใ‹ใ—ใŒใ‚‰ใฟใŒใชใ„ๅˆ†ใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉๆญฃ็›ดใงๅฅฝๆ„ŸใŒๆŒใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใฎใง็œผไธ‹ใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆใฏ้ ใ„ๅค–ๅ›ฝใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใซใ‹้‡ˆ็„ถใจใ—ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅงซใ€‚ใ‚ใใพใง็ง่ฆ‹ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“? ใชใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅœฐใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒใ€Žใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใ€้…ไธ‹ใซๅŽใ‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒธใงใใ™ใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใŒๅผพใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใƒผใ„ใˆใฐใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใญใซใฐใ‹ใ‚Š็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆ–นใซใ‚‚็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใ„ใฎใฏ็‰‡ๆ‰‹่ฝใกใ ใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅคฉๆถฏใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉๅฟต่ฉฑใงๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰2~3ไบบใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๅŠฉใฃไบบใซๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆˆฆๅ ดใฎ็‰‡้š…ใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ€ๅฐใ•ใช้บ้ชธใ‚’ๅ†ๅบฆ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ใซใ‚‚ใพใ ไพ้ ผๆ–™ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๅ‹ๆ•—ใฏใปใผๆฑบใ—ใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้‹ใฐใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹่ฒ ๅ‚ท่€…ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€€ๅดใ™ในใใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ไธ‡ใซไธ€ใคใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ…จๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ไธŠใ’ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฃ!ใ€ ใใ“ใธ่žใใชใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจไธ‹ใฎ่‹ฅๅนฒ็„ฆใ‚Šใ‚’ๅซใ‚“ใ ๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ‹ใ€ใพใ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ„ใŸใฎใ‹!? ่ฒ ๅ‚ท่€…ใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅพŒๆ–นใธ้ฟ้›ฃใ—ใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ...ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใฏใ€่ฒ ๅ‚ท่€…ใฎไธญใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใชใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซไธ€็žฌ่ƒธใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‰็ทšใซ่กŒใฃใŸใพใพใ ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ไฟบใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†......ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๅฎ‰ๅฆใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใใฃใจๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ ใŒใ€ใตใจๅ‘ณๆ–นใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงใใ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฃ! ใ”็„กไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!!ใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚‚ใใฎๅฃฐใซๆ…Œใฆใฆใใฎไบบ็‰ฉโ€•โ€•ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใฃใ€็”ŸใใฆใŸใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใˆใˆใ€ใŠ้™ฐใ•ใพใงๆ‚ช้‹ใฏๅผทใ„ๆ–นใงใ—ใฆใ€ ใจใฏใ„ใˆ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅบ•ใ‚’ๅฐฝใใ€็–ฒๅŠดๅ›ฐๆ†Šใงๆญฉใใ“ใจใ‚‚ใพใพใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆๅพŒๆ–นใธไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ไฝ“ๅŠ›ใŒๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ็พๅ ดใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฏใƒปใƒปใƒปใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆœ€ๆœŸใฎๆ‚ชใ‚ใŒใใจ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œ.........ใ€ใ€ ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฐ็Œ›ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใจใ‚‚ใซใใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆ‚Ÿใ‚Šใ€็„ก่จ€ใงไฟฏใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•!?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€้•ใ†ใฃ! ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใƒใ‚ซใงใ‹ใ„ๅฅดใชใ‚“ใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใž!!ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎ้จ’ใŽใซ3ไบบใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใใฎๅ…ˆใงใ€ๅทจๅคงใชโ€•โ€•็ฟผๅน…200mใ€้ ญใฎๅ…ˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐปๅฐพใฎๅ…ˆใพใงใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้•ทใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•้ป„้‡‘ใซ่ผใ้พใŒใ€ใ„ใพใพใ•ใซๅคฉไธŠใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€3ไบบใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้‡˜ไป˜ใ‘ใซใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ‚ฝใƒฌใงใฏใชใใ€ใใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใซๅ‚ฒ็„ถใจ็ซ‹ใคใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใฎๅทจไฝ“ใซๆฏ”ในใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใกใฃใฝใ‘ใชใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ๆผ†้ป’ใจ่ตค่–”่–‡ใซๅฝฉใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๅ…จ่บซใŒใฝใ‹ใฝใ‹ใจๆธฉใ‹ใใชใ‚‹ใ€ใฌใ‚‹ใพๆนฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใก่‰ฏใ„ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซๆตธใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ไฝ“ใฎ่ชฟๅญใฏใฉใ†ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใฎๅฑˆ่จ—ใฎใชใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏไธ€็žฌใ“ใ“ใŒๅคฉๅ›ฝใงใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจ็–‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใพ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ...ไฟบใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฏใšใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จ่˜‡็”Ÿ ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใถใฃใคใ‘ๆœฌ็•ชใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚้‹ใŒใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใญใˆใ€ ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฎŸใฏใƒ€ใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใงใญใˆใ€‚ๅ‰ฃๅฃซใฎๆœ€้ซ˜ๅณฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Žๅ‰ฃ่–ใ€ใจ่–่ท่€…ใฎๆœ€้ซ˜ๅณฐใฎใ€Ž่–ๅฅณใ€ใ‚’ๅ–ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€‚ ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ ใŒใ€Ž่–ใ€ใฃใฆๅใฎใคใ่ทๆฅญใ‚’2ใคใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใทใ‚Šใทใ‚Šๆ€’ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟใซใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๆ—ฅๅธธใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฏใฃใ€ใชใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใญใƒผใ‚„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅ‡„ใ„ๅฅดใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žๅ‡„ใ„ใ€ใฎไธ€่จ€ใง็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ›ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅคง็‰ฉใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€้ป„ๆณ‰ใฎๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๆˆปใ—ใŸใฎใซใฏ่จณใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใญใ€‚่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚ŒใฐไปŠๅ›žใฎใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ‚ดใ‚ฟใงใ€็งใฏใพใ ๅ›ใซไพ้ ผๆ–™ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†? ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใ‚..ใฎๅทใฎๆธกใ—่ณƒใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใพใฎใ†ใกใซๆ‰•ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใญใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€่…ฐใฎใƒใƒผใƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง้™ธๅ…ฑ้€š้Š€่ฒจใ‚’3ๆžšๅ‡บใ™็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ๅนณๅ‡ใŒ้Š€่ฒจ2ๆžšใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅข—ใ—ๆ–™้‡‘ใŒ8ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‹? ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅปถๆปžๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆ3ๆžšใซใ—ใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐใ•ใชๆŽŒใซไน—ใ‚‹้Š€่ฒจใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใฎ้ขๆŒใกใง้ป™ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“(ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏ้พๅฝขๆ…‹ใฎๅคฉๆถฏใŒๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ็จใฟใ‚’ๅˆฉใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒ)ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใ€้ ๅทปใใซๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ๅดใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰2ๅใ€ใ„ใ‚„โ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใ†1ไบบใŒๅคงๆŸ„ใช็”ทใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงโ€•โ€•3ๅใŒๅคงๆ…Œใฆใง้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ€็„กไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใœ่ฒดๅฅณใŒใ“ใ“ใซใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ€็š†็„กไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใˆใ€‚ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ‚ใชใŸๆ–นใซใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้™ใ‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๆทกใ€…ใจใ—ใŸใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸ3ไบบใฎ่ถณใŒใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅพŒใ‚‚ๅˆฅไปถใง็”จไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€ŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปๅซŒใ ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•? ้‡‘้กใซไธๆบ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใฎใซไพ้ ผๆ–™ใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Œใญใˆใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ„ใคใฏใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไพ้ ผไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใŒๅๅˆ†ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใญใˆใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใฃใฆใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใฏไธ€็žฌใ†ใ‚ใŸใˆใŸใŒใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใฎๅฏพๅฟœใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆ˜Ž็ขบใซๆ›ธ้ขใงๅฅ‘็ด„ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€ไพ้ ผไธปใจๅ†’้™บ่€…ๅŒๆ–นใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใจใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็ตๅฑ€ใฏๅ›ใŒใ†ใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใจๅฎ™ใถใ‚‰ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ•ฐๅ‘ผๅธใปใฉ่€ƒใˆใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใกใ‚“ใจไฟบใซ่ก—ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใจใ‹ใ•ใ›ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไพ้ ผๆ–™ใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใ†ใใฃใฑใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ก—ใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ…ทๅˆใ ใ—ใ€็งใ‚‚ๆฌกใฎ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒใƒ’ใƒžใซใชใฃใŸๆ™‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใฎใ„ใคใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ ใฃใฆๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ŽๆœŸ้–“ใฏๆœชๅฎšใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใฏใŠๅ‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไฝ•ๅนดๅ…ˆใงใ‚‚ๅฅ‘็ด„ไธŠใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็›ฎใจๅฃใ‚’ไธธใใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸๆบœ้ฃฒใŒไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸๆ€ใ„ใงใ€ๆ‚ชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ‚ใฃใŸใญใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ€ๆฌกใซๆฅใ‚‹ใพใงๅฅ‘็ด„ใฏ็ถš่กŒใ—ใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่ฆณๅ…‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใง่ก—ใ‚’ๅฃŠใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ„ใ‹ใชใใชใฃใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅคฉ็„ถใฎใŒใ€ๅฐ่ณขใ—ใ„็†ๅฑˆใจใ‹่ทณใณ่ถŠใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆไธ€ไบบใ”ใกใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใง้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใงใฏๅˆฅไปถใ‚‚็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็งใฏใใ‚ใใ‚่กŒใใ‚ˆใ€ ใ™ใใฃใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใไธŠไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๅฏ‚ใ—ใใ†ใซ่จŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใŸใ€ๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ใซใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใฏๅ›ใŒไธ€ไบบๅ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใง็งใฎใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’้ ใ‘ใฆใŠใใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ใŒไธ€ไบบๅ‰ใซใชใ‚‹้ ƒๅ–ใ‚Šใซๆฅใ‚‹ใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ›ใ‚‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๅพŒๆ–นใซ็ซ‹ใกๅฐฝใใ™3ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅ›้”ใ‚‚ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ“ใฎ้€šใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚่žใ‹ใชใ„ๆง˜ใชใฎใงใ€ใใกใ‚“ใจๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ่จ“็ทดใง้ ญใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไฝ“ใซ่ฆšใˆ่พผใพใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใญใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆใฏๅ•้กŒใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆใฏ็ซ‹ๆดพใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŸใกใŒๅพ…ใคๆ–น่ง’ใธใจใ€ๆ•ฃๆญฉใซใงใ‚‚่กŒใๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใ•ใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๅฃใฎไธญใงใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€ใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Š3ไบบใฏ้ป™ใฃใฆใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใ€‚
Lesson : Princess Li Descends - You're dead. Tenba told the facts in a tone that seemed uninteresting. "Right. Put it on until the end of the day... and put it on the wrong foot to say you look good and you look different. What other miscellaneous fish you are, I knew this would happen if I dressed you up." After I accidentally spilled my stupidity, I realized that, uh, I'd been watching the same thing as me all my life. "I'm surprised you cared about Joey all your life." "... not so much to worry about, but I've been listening to that rude mouth with the princess for a few days, so I just fumbled into my eyes" Wow, what is this tundra?! "Anyway, it looks like the war has almost leaned toward the demon side." "Right." The human side could say it's almost a total collapse. Around headquarters, the adventurer's elite and the regular army have managed to keep these clothes in shape, but the intrusions are numerous and passive. That would be the end of it if we were surrounded. Watching this way, I could almost grasp the strength of the human adventurers in the land, as well as the power of the monsters ("E. H. O" and "Eternal Horizon Online" would be about a monster near the city who arrived second after the tutorial at best). Almost nothing I need to do here, I think... I don't know, what about Moya Moya swirling in the back of this chest? It's nothing. I'm an ex-human, so I don't think I want to side with humans or anything. For the most part, I've seen monsters since I was reincarnated over here. Thinking patterns are no different from humans if you pull out the beast shape, and you don't need to distinguish between them. That's m in length, my skin is green, my eyeballs are , my fangy mouth exhales fire with , my arms are growing out of my head combined with , it looks somewhat different - or something like that when I just met him on the way back from the bathroom in the middle of the night, I thought he was totally leaking it before he went, screaming "~ ~ ~?!?" - but that action of angry grinning is so honest and likable for no extra damage or lump like a human being. So the sight under my eyes is like looking at a distant foreign war for me. ... but there's something I'm not sure about. "By the way, princess. It's just a personal view--" "Yeah? What? "Do I not have to put the demons of this land under my 'Imperial Crimson'? Moya Moya, who was tickled with my chest, could play to the words. "- Speaking of which, you did. It was one handful of things to check on one side and not the other. You made a good point. Then heaven forbid, I'm sorry, but can you talk to a couple of people from the castle in a nutshell so they can come and help you with your discussion? "Understood." Then I rolled into the corner of the battlefield, checking the little remains again. "... and you still haven't given me the commission, either." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ You can say you've almost decided to win or lose. Before the successive wounded, Deputy Guild Commander Garte was wondering whether he should withdraw from the scene as a commander, or whether he should put one possibility on the ground and raise all remaining battle power to the Great King (Orgy King) opponent for the final special attack. "Deputy Guild Leader Garte. Huh! A voice containing a slight impatience on the part of his subordinates was heard there. "Meer or were you still here!? Why don't you take the wounded and evacuate to the rear! "Um... Joey, you don't have Joey among the wounded, have you come this way?!" He was thrust in the chest for a moment by the desperate look of it, but Deputy Guild Director Garte shook his neck sideways. "No, I stay on the front line. At least I didn't see it." "Really..." I guess that's all I found out about the boy's cheapness, Meer, who bit his lip a long time ago, but I borrowed my shoulders from his side to confirm who was coming this way and opened my eyes wide. "Guild long! Are you all right!!" Deputy Guild Commander Garte was also rushing to the person's voice - the Collard Guild Commander. "Oops, you're alive! "... well, thanks to you, bad luck is strong." Nevertheless, the magic ran out of the bottom, and walking in exhaustion seemed irresistible. "But you were just in time. - Meer, take the guild leader and step back. Guild Leader, if you're sorry, but if you get any strength back, ask for the field command on my behalf." "What do you... do? "Well, I don't know how far you can go, but let's go with the worst of it" ......... In contrast to deputy guild chief Garte, who laughed furiously at it, he understood its meaning with Collard guild chief, Meer, and bowed silently. And... "Hey, what is that -!?!" "No, you're not! I've never even heard of such a stupid big guy!!" Three people turned their gaze to the stunning noise around them, ahead of them, huge - 200m wide in wings, about the same length from the tip of their heads to the tip of their tails - a golden dragon was about to descend just above heaven. But it was not Sole who nailed the gaze of the three, but the girl in a dress colored by a pink black and red rose, who stood arrogantly on its head, too tiny compared to the dragon giant, but emitting more presence. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Joey opened her lid (eyelids) slowly as she was immersed in a warm, warm, warm feeling of warm water. "Hey, Joey. How's your body? Sitting on his mid waist trying to cover himself lying on the ground, Joey suspected for a moment that this was heaven and that it was the goddess in front of him, to the unyielding smile of Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki), who had his pale shining palms pointed at him. "How could you... I should have died..." "Yeah. He was dead. I don't know if I can use full resuscitation (Liza Collection) in this world, so I bumped into it, but it seems to have worked. You're lucky." "Complete resuscitation...? What the hell? "Oh, that's my skill. Speaking of which, you didn't teach me my profession (job), but it's actually not a double job. I'm getting Swordsman's Peak, Sword Saint, and Clergy's Peak, Virgin. This is it. Don't you think that's pretty spicy? The highest blood-sucking princess (vampire) of the Dark Families has two professions named 'Holy'. My buddy (Gilmen) used to call me "Race Scam" and "Dark Scam". That's rude, not at all. " Joey laughed feeling his usual routine at the look of Scarlet Snow, who said so puffy and angry. "Ha, I don't know what you're talking about. But you were a great guy." "I'll clean it up with a word of 'awesome'. I think you're pretty big too, though. There's a reason I pulled it back from Yellow Springs. Come to think of it, this time in Gotagotta, I haven't paid you a commission yet, have I? So... it's like paying for a three-way river, but I'm going to pay for it now." That being said, Scarlet Snow sends out three continental common silver coins from its hip porch. "Are you sure the average was eight increments on two pieces of silver coins? Then I'll make it three, including the delay." Joey silenced herself in the face of confusion before the silver coin riding the little palm offered in front of her. Behind those two (although the dragon form of heaven, to be precise, gives a stare around them), two of the human-side groups who were watching how things were far-flung, no - because the other was carried on the back of a big man - three jumped out in a great panic. "Mr. Joey! "Joey, you, you're safe?!" "Why are you here...? "Oh, we were all safe. I'm not interested in you guys though, so I was wondering if you could be a little quiet? The pale words stopped perfectly with three legs trying to get close. "Come on, Joey. I have other business to attend to after this, so I was wondering if you could take it." "... I don't like it" Are you dissatisfied with the amount? "I'm not. I knew I didn't even work, but I couldn't get a commission. That's why I don't get it." "No, I'm judging my client, I'm good enough. - Hey, what happens to cases like this, Mr. Meer? Meer wandered off for a moment when she was inadvertently told the story, but she regained her mind and answered. "There will be more discussion between the client and the adventurer than there was a clear written agreement to deal with the situation." "Hmm, so in the end you hang around saying no. I wonder how you can take it? Asked, Joey thought about it for a few breaths. "So let me show you around the city. When it's over, I'll get a commission." I made myself clear. "... no, even when it comes to guidance, this is how the city looks, and I'm going to go to my next destination, too, hey" "So even when you're a hippo, I can show you around, right? "You don't know when that's gonna happen, do you? "I don't mind any time. By and large, aren't you the one who said 'period is to be determined', then you don't mean there's no contractual problem years away? On the flashing face of scarlet snow that rounded his eyes and mouth to the word, Joey smiled like an evil kid with the thought of ever wandering drinks down. "... you're here. That's what I did say. Then we have no choice but to keep the contract going until the next time. - Then you can't destroy the city until the end of sightseeing. Damn, these natural ones jump over some clever reason or something." Head of the Collard Guild and Deputy Head of the Garte Guild face to face the words of Scarlet Snow, who shrugged her shoulders gently and was alone. "Well, then I have to clean up another case, so it's time for me to go." Joey asked lonely as she headed to Scarlet Snow, where she stood up softly, finally able to get her upper body up. "- You're coming again, aren't you? "I told you before, you keep my money here until you're alone, so I'll come get it when you're alone." "You did. See you later." "Oh, you're fine, too," then I went on to see the three of you standing back properly. "You too. - Mr. Meer, Joey doesn't seem to listen to you even if you're right, so you should hold the reins properly. Deputy Guild Commander Garte, as well, let your body remember more than your head with training. Collard Guild Leader, you're a problem as standing on top, but as a person, I think you're fine." At the end of the day, Scarlet Snow waves a flickering hand behind his back and walks in the direction where the monsters, led by the Great King (the Orgasm King), are waiting, with a sense of security to go for a walk. Joey once again said goodbye to "Bye, Hyuki," in his mouth, and the other three silently thanked him on its back.
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ๅ‰ใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใพใ ๅไปฃๅŠใฐใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใƒซโ€•โ€•ไผš่ฉฑใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅคงๅž‹้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใฎไน—ๅฎขใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†โ€•โ€•ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌ้ƒจใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡ใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅ …็‰ขใ‹ใค็›ฎ็ซ‹ใค่ตคใƒฌใƒณๅปบใฆใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใ€‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌ้ƒจใฎ็Ž„้–ขใ‚’ใใใฃใŸใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏใ€ๅณๅบงใซ็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใฎไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๅ†…ใฎๅ…จใฆใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใใฎไบบ็‰ฉใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฃใฆๅฟ…็„ถ็š„ใซ็›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไพ‹ใˆ่ก—ไธญใง่‡ช็„ถใซใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’ๆตดใณใšใซใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅ…‰ใ‚Š่ผใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๅ“ใจ็พŽ่ฒŒใฎๆŒใกไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใ™ใพใชใ„ใญใ€‚้ ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ€ ๅ›ฝไธปใฎ็ท‹้›ชโ€•โ€•ใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใง็››ๅคงใชใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€็‰‡่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซๅบงใฃใฆใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใ˜ใ‚ƒ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใจใ€ใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใฉใ“ใ‚ๆบ€่ผ‰ใฎๅฐ่ฉžใง้ฎใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅฏพ้ขใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็ท‹้›ชใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใฏใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช้‡‘้ซช้‡‘็žณใฎใ‚ฟใ‚ญใ‚ทใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็€ใŸใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใ„็พŽ็”ทๅญใจใ€้•ทใ„ใƒ—ใƒฉใƒใƒŠใƒ–ใƒญใƒณใƒ‰ใฎใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸไบบ้–“้›ขใ‚Œใ—ใŸ็พŽ่ฒŒใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใจใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใซๆŒŸใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ ผๅฅฝใงๅบงใ‚‹ใ€่ฑชๅฅขใช้ป’ใจ่–”่–‡ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸ้ป’้ซชใฎๅฅณไธปไบบใฏใ€ใ•ใ—ใšใ‚ๅคช้™ฝใจๆœˆใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใ‚‹ๅคœใจ่–”่–‡ใฎๅŒ–่บซใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆŸ„ใซใ‚‚ใชใใใ‚“ใชๆ•ฃๆ–‡็š„ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใง่จ€ใˆใฐ2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ่ฟ‘ใ„้›ใˆไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่‚‰ไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใšๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใฎๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใ‚’็™บๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใงๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไพ‹ใฎไปถใฏ่ชฟในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไพ‹ใฎๅ•†ไบบใฎ่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใฏใ€ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้ ˜ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใทใฃใคใ‚Šใจ้€”็ตถใˆใŸใพใพใงใ™ใญใ€‚ไปฅๅ‰ใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใ„ใพใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใใ“ใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใงใ‚‚็ฃไบบใฏๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใงใใชใ„ๅง‹ๆœซใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใซใ‚ƒใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใ—ใŒใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใใฎไผๆณ•ใชๅฃ่ชฟใซ้‡‘้ซชใฎ็พŽ็”ทๅญโ€•โ€•ๅคฉๆถฏใŒใ€ใดใใ‚Šใจ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซไพ้ ผใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใ‚“ใ ้š›ใซใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚ƒ็„ก็คผใŒๆœ็€ใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฅณใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใฎๆฐ—ใซ่งฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใจๆธ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒๅฟซ่ซพใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†็ตŒ็ทฏใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹่‹ฆ่จ€ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๆŠผใ•ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎๆ–นใฏใ„ใŸใฃใฆๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใ€่‹ฆใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใใ“ใพใง่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฟฝใˆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ๅ‡„ใ„ใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่…•็ต„ใฟใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠใ‹ใ€่กŒใๅ…ˆใฏๅธๅ›ฝใ‹่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ€‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฃใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใฆ......ใจใ„ใ†ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใจๅฟƒใฎไธญใง็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ—่€ƒใˆใ™ใŽใฆใ‚‚็–‘ๅฟƒๆš—้ฌผใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใซใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใฅใ‘ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ้ขๆ˜ ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใˆใ€ ่จ€่‘‰้€šใ‚Š็…งใ‚ŒใŸไป•่‰ใง็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆ•ฌๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„ในใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใใ‚Œใ‚’่กŒใ†ใฎใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Žใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใ‚‹ใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ•ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใคใคใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆทฑใใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠใจใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒใพใง่กŒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฃใกใฏใฉใ‚“ใช้ขจใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏ็››ๅคงใซ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œไธ€่จ€ใง่จ€ใˆใฐ็„กๆณ•ๅœฐๅธฏใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ใพใ‚ใ€‚...ใใ‚“ใชใฒใฉใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็•ฅๅฅชใ€ๆšด่กŒใ€ๆ”พ็ซใฏๆˆฆใฎๅธธใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใงๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใญใ€‚ๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ™ใ‚‹ใพใง3~4ๅนดใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใญใ€ ไธกๆŽŒใ‚’ใฑใฃใจไธŠใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏๅคงไปฐใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€ไธ–็•Œๆœ€ๅคงๅ›ฝๅฎถใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ตฑๅˆถใŒใจใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠๆŠผใ—่พผใฟๅผท็›—ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‹ใ€ ๅคฑๆœ›ใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅฏพ็ซ‹ใ—ใฆใใŸๆ€จใฟ้ชจ้ซ„ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ็š‡ๅธใฎ่ฆชๅพใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœซ็ซฏใฎๆšด่ตฐใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌๅญ˜ใœใฌใฃใฆ่…นใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ๆˆฆใซ็š‡ๅธใŒ็›ดๆŽฅใงใฆใ“ใชใ„ใฎ? ใ†ใกใฏ็งใŒ้™ฃ้ ญใซ็ซ‹ใคใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ ใฃใฆใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฃใŸใไบบ้–“ใฃใฆๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏๆˆฆใ„ใงๅ…ˆ้ ญใซ็ซ‹ใคใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„่…ฐๆŠœใ‘ใŒ้ ญใ ใฃใฆใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็†่งฃใ—ใŒใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•็‰นใซๅธๅ›ฝใฎใ„ใพใฎ็š‡ๅธใชใ‚“ใ–ใ€ๆˆฆใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใ•ใˆ็ฆ„ใซๅ…ฌๅผใฎๅ ดใซๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใฃใฆใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘่‡†็—…่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹......ใ€ ๅฟƒๅบ•่ปฝ่”‘ใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงใฎใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจ็ดๅพ—้ก”ใง็ท‹้›ชใŒ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฎŸใฏๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ€ ่ปฝใ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ชฐใŒ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ ดใง่ฉฑใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ๆŸ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๆŸ„ใซใ‚‚ใชใ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซ่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฏๆ•ฐใ‚ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚้ ๅทปใใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅนธใ„ไผš่ฉฑใŒๆผใ‚Œ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใตใจใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ“ใ“ใธๆฅใ‚‹้€”ไธญใซ่ฟฝใ„ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใƒซใŒใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใ‚’็›ฎใฎ็ซฏใซๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใŒใ€็‰นใซๆ€ชใ—ใ„็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†ใณ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็ท‹้›ชใซๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅ†…ๅฎนใฏไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ—งใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทš็ขบๅฎšใฎไบคๆธ‰ใฎไปถใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใฎๆ™‚ๆœŸใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ‚’ๅ›ณใฃใฆใใŸใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใŒใงใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅใ—ใฆใใฆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅŠใ‚„...ใŠใฃใจใ€่‹ฅๅคงๅฐ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฏพๆˆฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใซ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅฆฅๅฝ“ใช็ทšใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใฎใ‹ใ„? ็งใจใ—ใฆใฏๅ…ƒ้ฆ–ๅŒๅฃซใฎ็›ดๆŽฅๅฏพ่ซ‡ใงๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใจ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธๅฏงใชใŠๆ–ญใ‚Šใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใŒใใฆใญใ€‚ใชใซใ‹ๆ„ๅ›ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ™‚ๆœŸๅฐšๆ—ฉใ™ใŽใŸใ‹ใจใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚่€ƒใˆใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ˜ใซใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็š‡ๅธใŒใƒ’ใ‚ญใ‚ณใƒขใƒชใ ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใจใฏใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚็š‡ๅธใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ็›ฎใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅฎŸๆจฉใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๆ–นใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅปบ่จญ็š„ใช่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใกใจใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ‚ˆใปใฉใƒžใ‚ทใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ใซใ“ใฃใใ‚Š็€ใ„ใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใซใฏๅคฉๆถฏใ‚‚ๅบง่ฆ–ใงใใชใ„ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‹ฆ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚่ปฝใฏใšใฟใ‹ใจใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใŸใ‹ใ ใ‹ไบบใฎๅฎฐ็›ธ็จ‹ๅบฆใ€‚้žๅ…ฌๅผใซไผš่ซ‡ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅงซใŒ็›ดๆŽฅๅ‡บๅ‘ใใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ‡บใŸใจๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไพฎใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใซใฏๅŒๆ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€ๅ›ฝๅŒๅฃซใฎๅจไฟกใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅผทๆฐ—ใซใงใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ใ€Œ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็™บ่จ€ใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€ใ“ใฃใใ‚Šไพๅฅณใซใงใ‚‚ๅค‰่ฃ…ใ—ใฆใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ๆคœ่จŽใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฏไธ€่นดใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็„ก็†ใ ใญใ€‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‹่‡ช่ฆšใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใ—ใŸใฃใฆ็ ‚็ฒ’ใฎไธญใฎๅฎ็ŸณใฟใŸใ„ใซๅ…‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใจ้ ทใๅคฉๆถฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใก็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใใ†ใชใฎใฏๆœฌไบบใ ใ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Œๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ใŠๅฟใณใง่ก—ใซๅ‡บใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ“ใพใง็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅฟใณใง? ไธ€ไบบใงใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใšใ„ใถใ‚“็„ก่Œถใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ€ ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŒๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใฎๅฃ่ชฟใงๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใซใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸ็››ๅคงใซๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใจๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ€ไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจไธ€็ท’ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ‚ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ......ใ‚ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸๅ…ˆใ€ใ•ใฃใใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใƒซใฎ็‰‡ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ๅไปฃๅŠใฐใปใฉใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใฆ็‰นๅพดใฎใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅนดโ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใงไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ็”จไปถใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅถ็„ถใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใŒ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌใ€ๅนฝ้œŠใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใซใชใ‚Šใ€็ถšใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŒๅนปใงใ‚‚ไป–ไบบใฎ็ฉบไผผใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ€็›ฎใจๅฃใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใพใ‚“ไธธใซใ—ใ€ๅ…จ่บซใง้ฉšๆ„•ใฎๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ“ใซ!?ใ€ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใจๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๅฃฐใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๅ†…ใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚
Willide, provisional capital of the Free Alliance of Cres. Originally a town of water transport with a population of about , located near the mouth of the Great River Willidis, with the launch of the Free Alliance of Cres, it was promoted to the provisional capital, where key institutions such as parliaments and various guilds were instantly built - the building (hard) was the Crimson of the Crimson, the Crimson Empire, while the human resources (soft) were collaborated by the Amitian Republic - and on top of the shape, it had succeeded in forming the body of the 'capital', albeit bent. To that port, a large demon-guided sailboat carrying cereals and other supplies had entered from the Republic of Amitia, located in the far western region. Looking sideways at the passengers who had come down, the crew, the merchants, etc., Chloe, the Adventurer of the Ha 'aretz, quickened his legs slightly so as not to delay the promised time. "Master, are you okay, are you flirting with something? "It's okay, I just feel the ground is moving even when I stand on land of something. And stop calling me a master." "Uh, but since the master is the master..." Trailing through a couple who still seemed like mid teens walking in front - I guess they were passengers on this large demon-guided sailboat from the content of the conversation - Chloe headed to Willide's Adventurer Alliance headquarters at his destination. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The most robust and prominent red brick three-story building in Willide. Chloe, who crept through the front door of Adventurer Alliance headquarters, was able to find the person she was looking for instantly. Anyway, all the sights in the guild are gathering in that person, so what's wrong is inevitably in the form of eyes - no, you can't help but get noticed if you just naturally slipped across the city. He is the beauty and elegance beauty bearer who shines even as long as he sits there. "Hey, I'm sorry. Go out of your way." With such an effortless tone and smile, I approached the girl waving her right hand flickering - the scarlet snow of the crimson empire "Imperial Crimson" lord - with a grand sigh in her heart, trying to say hello on one knee. "Oh, that's fine. Sit easy. More or less, it doesn't stand out in places like this." And, blocked by a scratchy dialogue, he sat on the couch opposite him for the time being. Behind that scarlet snow stands an incredibly beautiful man in a stunning blonde blonde-eyed tuxedo and the maid of this yet another human secluded beauty of a long platinum blonde. Would a brunette mistress in a luxurious black and rose dress, seated in an outfit sandwiched between those two, be such a place as a night and rose incarnation where she could follow the whispering sun and moon? Chloe thinks about such prose things without a pattern, but with nearly two metres of forged flesh in terms of appearance impact, she was also, in a way, exuded an unbeatable presence. "So, it's quick and bad, but did they look into the example thing? To that question, Chloe shook her head. "The foothold of the example merchant remains plump and interrupted where he entered Kensruna territory. Anyway, now is the end of the day when even adventurers can't get into the country, so thank you very much to me." A beautiful blonde in that legendary tone - Tianli frowned, tingly, but when she first brought in the request, she said, "I'm such a woman who walks in her clothes with disrespect, you might touch the princess. I'll take it if that's okay," she said reluctantly, "because Scarlet Snow has a history of agreeing to it, so she somehow pushed me to complain. But Scarlet Snow had a face that impressed me, and I saw Chloe with a bitter face. "That Shadowloon guy, he followed his footsteps that far, that's amazing." Then I put my arms together and think. "And Kensruna, or is the destination an empire or a holy kingdom? I can take both, and neither can I." Well, there's a good chance that you'll go further back about that guy... but keep going in your mind. "Ma, even if I think too much about it, I'm going to be a suspicious ghost, so shall we keep it around here? - Thank you, Mr. Chloe." "Your majesty makes me say thank you and thank you." Chloe grins at the way she illuminates herself as words say. "No, isn't it normal to do that to someone who deserves respect? Chloe deepens her grin even more as she thinks' The Great One Who Can Do It, Is About You 'against Scarlet Snow, who leans her neck in wonder. "Speaking of which, Mr. Chloe even went to the border with Kensruna, didn't he? What was it like over there? "Oh -" I remember, Chloe frowned grandly. In a nutshell, it's a lawless zone. "Well.... that bad? "Though looting, assault, and arson are the norm in battle, you have to be thoroughly hit that far. It'll take three to four years to function as a country." With his palms facing upwards, Chloe shrugged her shoulders lofty. "Phew, I was wondering if I had some more control because it's the biggest country in the world, but is what I do the same as a break-in robbery" Scarlet Snow sighs in a disappointing tone. "Well, from the Empire, I'm the opponent of a grievance bone marrow that's been in conflict. Besides, it's not the Emperor's parental quest, so you don't know the end of the rampage." "Hmm? There's no emperor coming directly to the war? It's normal for me to be on the line." "Even the Beasts are. They can't even take the lead in battle. They have a headache, so it's hard to understand. - Especially since he's the emperor of the empire now, and even in the country instead of war, he's never been in an official place at Loc, so I don't know how many cowards..." Scarlet snow nodded convincingly at Chloe's words in a tone of heartfelt contempt. "So..." "What's wrong? "No, actually, I didn't get a letter from the Gravior Empire the other day." Chloe peeling lightly. I talk easily, but I feel restless, not even in the pattern, that it wouldn't be such a matter of speaking in a place where I don't know who's listening, reflexively running my gaze around, but there are a few people who are paying attention to this one, all just looking away, and fortunately nothing is in a position to hear the conversation leak. - Huh, a couple who chased through on their way here earlier caught them coming into the guild at the edge of their eyes, but there was no particularly suspicious bareback, so they decided that they would be fine for now and put their gaze back on Scarlet Snow again. "Well, the contents are as expected, or it was about negotiating the finalization of the border of the former Kres-Kensruna Federation." "I see." If we did try to make contact at this time, that would be the only way. "I hear the prime minister will be there, but this one hasn't nominated a representative of the Free Alliance of Cress." "Oh, that boy... whoa, is that the young general" I remember Levan, who was my opponent, and there was a grin in Chloe's mouth. "Well, isn't that a reasonable line?" "Really? As far as I'm concerned, I replied that I don't mind a direct conversation between the Fรผhrer, but I got a polite no response from there. I've been thinking a lot about whether it's intentional or premature, but I don't think the emperor over there was just a crackhead." Shake your head for Christ's sake. "Well, even when it comes to emperors, it's only in the name of the prime minister who holds real power. If we're going to have a constructive discussion, it would be better that way." "Huh. Then I guess I'll just sneak in to negotiate with Levan." I complained when I saw that I could not even sit on this for the rest of my life. "Princess, I wonder if that's too light-hearted, the opponent is somewhat about a person's prime minister. Even if we meet informally, if the princess goes out in person, she will be taken for badly." Chloe also agreed to this. "Well, we're putting our country's prestige on each other, so we have to be strong with each other." "It's a nasty thing.... Then don't speak, sneak into a samurai. But why don't you just disguise yourself as a samurai and stand behind Levan and observe them or something? I didn't have a problem with this, but Chloe kicked her ass without even having to consider it. "... No, you can't. Your Highness, I'm telling you because I don't seem to realize how conspicuous I am, because I'm glowing like a gem in a grain of sand about how I dressed." Yeah, nodding heavenly life and life capital. "Really?" The only person who is not comfortable with it right now seems to be him. "I've been out of town with patience before, but I don't think it was that noticeable." "With patience? Big one. Much more impotent." This is another heavenly life and life capital where I agree with Chloe, who speaks out her thoughts in a tone that is more than impressive. "No, I mean alone, or I was with an adventurer I knew, just about that... that? Scarlet Snow pointed out that a single crack in the couple who had just entered the guild - a boy with no character to say this, supposedly in his mid-teens - did some business at the counter and just happened to turn this one up. Its eyes capture the appearance of scarlet snow, and for a moment, it becomes the face it sees, even in ghosts, followed by an understanding that it is neither an illusion nor an aerial likeness of others, making its eyes and mouth almost round, with a full body of shoutouts of amazement. "" Why are you here!? Scarlet Snow and the boy's voice echoed within the guild at the same time.
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ใ‚’ๆถˆๆป…ใ•ใ›ใฆ! โ€•โ€•ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฏใฆใ‚‹็งใซใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ้ฃฒใพใ›ใŸใ‚ใ‘? ้œงใฎๆ€ช็‰ฉใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ€ใใฎ้ฃ›ๆฒซใŒ่บซไฝ“ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใŸใณใซใ€ๅœจใ‚Šใ—ๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅ†็พใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไธ€็žฌใชใฎใงใ€ใ•ใปใฉๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ“ใ‚Œไธธใ”ใจๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰่ก็ชใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ้˜ฒๅพก่†œใ‚‚ๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ใšใฃใจใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใŒ็ถšใ‘ใฐใ€ใชใซใ—ใ‚็ดฐใ„้“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎใ†ใก้›†ไธญๅŠ›ใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๅนปๆƒ‘ใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅค–ใ™ๅฑ้™บๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใใฎๅ ดใซ่ธใฟๆญขใพใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ—ใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸ้“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๆˆปใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅธฐใ‚Š้“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใฏ่บฑใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘่บฑใ—ใฆๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ†่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ…Ž้‡ใซ่ถณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฉใฎใใ‚‰ใ„้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใจใฃใใซไฝ“ๆ„Ÿๆ™‚้–“ใ™ใ‚‰ไธๆ˜Ž็žญใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ๅทจๅคงใชใ‚ฏใƒžใซไผผใŸๆ€ช็‰ฉใŒ็ซ‹ใกๅกžใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใงใใ‚Œใฐๅ›ž้ฟใ—ใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ“ใ„ใคใฏ้“ใฎๅ…ˆใซใงใ‚“ใจๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆ่กŒใใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็‡•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พฝใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่›‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜100็พฝใใ‚‰ใ„้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‚ฏใƒž็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ“ใฎ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใซใฏใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ้ฃ›่›‡ใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใใ†ใชใฃใŸๅ ดๅˆใฏ็›ฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ขบๅฎŸใซๆ–ƒใ™ใซใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญ......ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ—ใถใ—ใถใจใ€้“ใ‚’ๅกžใ3ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใƒšใƒƒใƒˆใจๅคช้ผ“ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใƒ†ใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒ™ใ‚ขใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ใใพใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ใคใถใ‚‰ใช็žณใซๅคงใ„ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆฎบใŒใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใšใ‚“ใฉใ“่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒž็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ”็ซนๅ‰ฒใ‚Šใฎ่ฆ้ ˜ใง้ ญไธŠใซๆง‹ใˆใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’็œŸไธ‹ใพใงๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ€็œŸใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไป–ใฎ้ญ”็‰ฉๅŒๆง˜ใ€ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใฎใชใ„ใพใพไบŒใคใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ฏใƒžใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„้–“ใซๆ‰‹ๅฟƒใŒๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒช่ƒŒไธญใฎ็šฎไธ€ๆžšใง็น‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใใ‚ŒใŒใ€็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ‹ใ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๅกŠใฎใพใพใƒœใ‚ฏใธใจๆญฃ้ข่ก็ชใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใพใฃใŸ!ใ€ ใ€ใ‚’ๅ†ๅบฆไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€็ดฐใ„ๅ…‰ใฎๅฐ้“ใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซ็‰‡ๆ‰‹็‰‡่†ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ่นฒใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฐใ„ใฃใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒ่ปขๆ กๅˆๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰้…ๅˆปใ !ใ€ ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ’ฅใˆใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ใ€ŽๅฏๅŠใ—ใฆใ™ใใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎใ€็œŸๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๅˆถๆœใ‚’ใ ใ‚‰ใ—ใชใ็€ใ“ใชใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ15ๆญณใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใƒป ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใ“ใฎ้“ใง้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€ ๅ‰ๅ›žใ€่ปขๆ กใฎๆ‰‹็ถšใใซๆฅใŸ้š›ใซใ€ไฟ่ญท่€…ๅŒไผดใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงไป˜ใ„ใฆใใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใฎ ๆŠ˜ใ‚Š็•ณใพใ‚ŒใŸใƒกใƒขๅธณใฎ่กจใซใฏใ€ๅ‰ฒใจๆญฃ็ขบใช็ญ†่‡ดใงๆ—ฅๆœฌๅœฐๅ›ณใŒๆใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎไธ€้ƒจใซ่ตคไธธใจ็ŸขๅฐใŒไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€Žใ‚ณใ‚ณใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใ€ใจ่ตฐใ‚Šๆ›ธใใŒใ—ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅคง้›‘ๆŠŠ้ŽใŽใ‚‹! ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–่ณ‡็ณปไผๆฅญใฎOLใฃใฆใฎใฏ!ใ€ ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใพใŸใซ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใฎๅคงใใ•ใจ่ฟ‚้—Šใ•ใซๅ†…ๅฟƒ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆๅ‰ใฏๅœฐๅ›ณใ‚’็•ณใ‚“ใงใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใซๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใ€Ž็ง็ซ‹ใƒ›ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚พใƒณๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใฏโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซๅง‰ใฏ็พๅœจใ€ใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ขใซๅ‡บๅผตไธญใชใฎใงใ€ๆˆๅ‰ใฏใƒžใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซไธ€ไบบไฝใพใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใฎใใฎๅ‰ใฎๅ‡บๅผตๅ…ˆใฏใ‚ญใƒ—ใƒญใ‚นใงใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใŒใ‚นใƒผใƒ€ใƒณใ€ๅŒ—ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒซใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ใ€ใ‚ทใ‚จใƒฉใƒฌใ‚ชใƒใ€ใ‚ขใƒ•ใ‚ฌใƒณใชใฉ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆ—ฅๆœฌใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใŸใ‚ไธ€ไบบๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฏๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็’ฐๅขƒ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ›ใ„ใงๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅง‰ใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ‚“ใฎๅ•†ๅฃฒใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ไธก่ฆชใฎๆญปๅพŒใ€ๅนผใ‹ใฃใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅฅณๆ‰‹ไธ€ใคใง้คŠใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใซใฏๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใ ใซไป•ไบ‹ใฎ่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‹ใจๅฃใ‚’ๅ™คใ‚€ใฎใŒไธๆ€่ญฐใจ่จ€ใˆใฐไธๆ€่ญฐใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซไฝ™ๆ‰€่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ›ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€่ง’ใ‚’ๆ›ฒใŒใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆญป่ง’ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่„‡็›ฎใ‚‚ๆŒฏใ‚‰ใš่ตฐใฃใฆใใŸๅฅณๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใจๆญฃ้ข่ก็ชใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ…ใŠใฃใจ!ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ’ใˆใˆใˆใˆใฃ!?ใ€ ่‰ฒๆฐ—ใฎใชใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ ใชใใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰(ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใ€Œใใ‚ƒใฃ!ใ€ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹่จ“็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅณๅญใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ„ใชใ„)ใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใจๅฅณใฎๅญใฎ็ด ๆ•ตใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใซๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใŸๆˆๅ‰ใฏใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš้ฃŸในใ‹ใ‘ใฎใƒˆใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใŸใŸ......ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚ŒใฐๅŒใ˜ใ€Ž็ง็ซ‹ใƒ›ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚พใƒณๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใฎๆ ก็ซ ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸ้ป’้ซชใฎๅฐๆŸ„ใชๅฅณๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŒใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซๅฐป้ค…ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹?ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ไผธในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆ! ใฉใ“่ฆ‹ใฆใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ใชใŸ! ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใฏๆ กๅ‰‡ใง็ฆๆญขใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎ?!ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใใฎๅญโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰็ถบ้บ—ใช้ก”็ซ‹ใกใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅนผใ„ๅค–่ฆ‹ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณโ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ๅ…‰ใฎๅŠ ๆธ›ใงๆฟƒๆทกใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹็‰นๅพด็š„ใช็ท‹่‰ฒใฎ็žณใ‚’ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใฎใ‹? ๆ‚ชใ„ใ€ไฟบใฃใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใŒ่ปขๆ กๅˆๆ—ฅใชใ‚“ใงใ€ๅ…จ็„ถ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงๆธˆใ‚ใฐ่ญฆๅฏŸใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚็”Ÿๅพ’ๆ‰‹ๅธณใซใ‚‚ๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†! ใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ€็„ก็Ÿฅใฏ็ฝชใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ใƒใƒณใƒใƒณใจๅฅฝใๅ‹ๆ‰‹่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใƒ ใƒƒใจใ—ใŸๆˆๅ‰ใฏใ€ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆŽŒใฎๅฝขใ‚’ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒงใ‚ญใซๅค‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ๆฐด่‰ฒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ?ใ€ ใใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใงใ€ใฏใฃใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€็œŸใฃ่ตคใช้ก”ใงใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใพใจใ‚‚ใชๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ ใชใ€ ็ด ็›ดใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸๆˆๅ‰ใฎๆจชใฃ้ขใŒใ€ใƒใƒไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฟใŸใ„ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅนณๆ‰‹ใงใ€ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใƒผใฃ!! ๆœ€ไฝŽใฃ! ใ“ใฎๅค‰ๆ…‹ใ€็ซน่ผช็”ทใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ…จ่บซใง็ตถๅซใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ€ใ„ใพใ ็ซน่ผชใ‚’ๅ’ฅใˆใŸใพใพๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆˆๅ‰ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€่„ฑๅ…Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใฆใฆ......่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใจ้•ใฃใฆๅ‡ถๆšดใชๅฅณใ ใชใใ€ ๅฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ ฌใ‚’ๆ“ฆใฃใฆใ€ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ็ซน่ผชใ‚’ๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใถ็„ถใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸๆˆๅ‰ใ ใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑๅญฆๆ กใฏใ‚ใฃใกใ‹ใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใธใจ่ถณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใตใจๅœฐ้ขใซ่ฝใกใŸ้ฃŸในใ‹ใ‘ใฎใƒˆใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใฎไธ‹ใซใ€ใชใซใ‹ใŒ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎใซๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใฎๆฐ—ใชใ—ใซๆ‹พใฃใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€่ตคใ„่–”่–‡ใฎๅˆบ็นใจใ€ŽHIYUKIใ€ใจใƒใƒผใƒ ใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸ็™ฝใ„ใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใฎใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ? ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใพใฎๅญใฎ่ฝใ—็‰ฉใ‹?ใ€ ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใšใซใ€ๆˆๅ‰ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใซๆปใ˜่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅญฆๆ กใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ใใฎใ†ใกไผšใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใใฃใใ‚Šใจ็ด…่‘‰ใฎๅฝขใซๆ‰‹ๅฝขใฎไป˜ใ„ใŸ้ ฌใฎใพใพใ€ๆˆๅ‰ใฏ่ปขๆ กๅ…ˆใธใจๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใง้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใซใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ™ใ‚ฟใชๅฑ•้–‹ใฏ?!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅซใ‚“ใ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฃฐใงใ€ใฏใฃใจๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚่‡จๅ ดๆ„Ÿใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅนป่ฆš(?)ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅฝนใซๅตŒใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใฉใ“ใซใ„ใฆ่ชฐใชใฎใ‹ๆททไนฑใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ๅนป่ฆšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ„ใพใพใงใฎ้ŽๅŽปใฎๅ†็”Ÿใจใฏ้•ใ†ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ—......ใ€ ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใฎ้ก˜ๆœ›ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใฃใกใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใƒœใ‚ฏใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅญฆๆ กใฃใฆใฎใฏใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒžใซใ—ใ‹้ŽใŽใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๆ‚ชๅคขใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆไธปไบบๅ…ฌใŒใ‚ขใƒฌใงใฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅนป่ฆšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซ้“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ปขใ’่ฝใกใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใŒๅนธใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ•ใฃใๆœ€ๅˆใซใ‚ฏใƒžใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๆ‰‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒžใƒ›ใ‚ฌใƒ‹ใƒผใฎๆ‰‰ใงใ€็œŸ้ฎ่ฃฝใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใƒŽใƒ–ใ‚‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„้€ฒ่ทฏไธŠใซใƒใƒ„ใƒณใจๆ‰‰ใ ใ‘ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“โ—‹ใ‚‚ใƒ‰ใ‚ข?ใ€ ๆŸ้’็‹ธใฎๆœ‰ๅใช็ง˜ๅฏ†้“ๅ…ทใ‚’ๅฝ“็„ถ้€ฃๆƒณใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ‰‰ใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฉใƒผ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚็ฝ ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้€šใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใฏๆถˆๅŒ–ใงใใชใ„ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใชใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏไธ€้ขใฎ่ŠฑใŒๅ’ฒใไนฑใ‚Œใ‚‹้‡ŽๅŽŸใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคช้™ฝใฏๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏ้ฉๅบฆใชๆนฟใ‚Šๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใ€ๆฐ—ๆธฉใฏๆ˜ฅใฎ้™ฝๆฐ—ใง้Žใ”ใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๅฏ่ปขใŒใฃใฆๆ˜ผๅฏใ‚’ใงใใŸใ‚‰ๆœ€้ซ˜ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใ†ใ‚‰ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒ็œผไธ‹ใซๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใพใŸๅˆคๆ–ญใซ่ฟทใ†ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅนป่ฆšใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆกˆใฎๅฎšใ€้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใฆใใŸๆ‰‰ใฏใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎไธญใฎ้“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงไธ็”จๆ„ใซ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€็พๅฎŸใซใฏ็œŸใฃ้€†ใ•ใพใซ่ปข่ฝใ™ใ‚‹ๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ•ใฃใใฎใƒ™ใ‚ฟใชใƒฉใƒ–ใ‚ณใƒกใฟใŸใ„ใชๆ™‚ใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€ๆœฌไฝ“ใฏ็ชใฃ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใ ใ‘ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใจๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ไธๆ„ใซ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ€ช่จใชๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใชใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใง?ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐ15ๆญณใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎใƒคใƒณใƒใƒฃใใ†ใชๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ ใ‚Œใ€ๅ›? ๅนป่ฆšใ‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๆ“ฌๆ…‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ€Ž่ชฐใ€ใจใ‹ไฟบใŒ่žใใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใจไธๅฏฉใŒๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅนดใ€‚ ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็ฐก็ด ใชใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใจใ‚บใƒœใƒณใ€ใใ‚Œใซใƒ™ใ‚นใƒˆใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉๅฐๅฅ‡้บ—ใงไธๆฝ”ๆ„Ÿใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒฌใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆๅฏ†ใ‹ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใจใใ‘ใฉไฟบใฏๆ€ชใ—ใ„่€…ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใซไฝใ‚€โ€œไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ๅฑ‹โ€ใ ใ€ ๆ‚ชๆ„ใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅนดใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌ? ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใฎ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใฎใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Žไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ๅฑ‹ใ€ใจใ‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ๅ˜่ชžใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้‡่ฆใชใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใซๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฐ‘ๅนดใธใจ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ......ใฃใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ? ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใชใ‚“ใฆๅๅ‰ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝๅใฏใ€Ž ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏ่ƒธใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰้‡‘ๅฑž่ฃฝใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธ่กจ้ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘่จผใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใƒปใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ใ€‚่–ๆšฆ2108ๅนด็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ€15ๆญณใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌB็ดšๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใ€‚่ทๆฅญ่‡ช็”ฑๆฅญใ€ ใ€ŒๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ็ฅžๅฎ˜ไปฅๅค–ใฏ่‡ช็”ฑๆฅญใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ๅฃฐใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ชญใฟ้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่–ๆ•™ๅพ’ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซFใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚น63ใ€‚็‰น่จ˜ไบ‹้ …ใชใ—ใ€‚......ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๆผขๅญ—ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€ใฎใ“ใจใ‹? ่–ๅ…ธใฎๅŽŸๆœฌใจใ‹ใ€็ฅžๅฎ˜ใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใซไฝฟใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹้–“้•ใ„ๆŽขใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใŸใ‚ๆฏใŒๆผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใ‚‚่–ๆ•™ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆๆšฆใงใฏไปŠๅนดใŒ2123ๅนดใชใ“ใจใ€ใใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฃใฆใฉใ†ใฟใฆใ‚‚ๅค–ๅ›ฝไบบใ ใ‚ใ†? ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆ่ฟทๅญใ‹ใชใซใ‹ใ‹? ๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ€ใƒผใง่–้ƒฝใพใงๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚ใพใ ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚
"... really, I don't know why" It's not the 'yellow brick road' that comes to the Wizard of Oz, I've been walking extensively down the white fog detail, but at some point I noticed things changing around me, and once I stopped my leg and checked the condition again. The path at the foot I have walked - the glowing white road stretches out unreliably because I see it in the fog of darkness. Its width is narrower than my shoulder width, and its comfort is somewhat reminiscent of Maruki Bridge's hardness and elasticity. Visually similar, it feels like a narrow path is crossed in the mist that can't see the end, both up, down, left and right, so if you were a person with a phobia of heights or a small person of chi, you'd probably be the first to get limp and unable to move. I was slightly interested in what would happen if I stepped off this path, but I'm not drunk enough to make tries and errors with my life over this period, and since I'm so busy waiting for the results that I'm not, I decided to put a lid on those curiosities and focus my nerves on moving forward so I wouldn't get off the road steadily... They say the sense of time is completely insane in the first place in the fog, so would you have walked through a bright white world that doesn't bring a clock-like, but doesn't physically have anything for - hours - speaking of which, of the seven senses that humans have (sight, hearing, smell, tactile, taste, equilibrium, temperature sensation), when left completely blocked out of their more active sight, hearing, smell, and tactile sensations, they usually change their mind after less than half a day - but without preliminary knowledge, I was struck by my figure of how calm they were without often disturbed in this state. Well, maybe my emotions were simply paralyzed. I felt that the change in the surrounding landscape caused me to come here to the corner and the consciousness that was in sleep mode to return to normal...... If you look at it, some of the fog is changing and flying around this road at considerable speeds. Fractal they are all things that are unlikely to have meaning or law, if you dare look for something that is easy to recognize the shape, something like a spinning swirl or a translucent slime, a serpent that flies around bending at right angles with a crease, a round balloon that swells as they devour each other, a giant butterfly with wide wings, something like a clump of flames that rumbles all over the place, a group of spinning discs...... "I can't tell if it's a phantom or an entity, but it would be safer to know it as an entity one day." To wield the love sword "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" in your right hand - you can take it around with one hand at a time, but it's a category of two-handed swords in your classification - beating the "Pass" that's going to get in the way, that's going to stay in your left hand, into a dreaded pocket. Fortunately, it didn't have to be peeled off to become ineffective, and the light membrane played a fog (kim) around me. "- Now, will there be ghosts or snakes" Moaning, wave 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)' with your right hand and proceed carefully with your feet. And, as if waiting for it, an unexpected fish popped out of the horizontal side about meters of mist like a bill of withdrawal (Meikin) and hit me lightly through the membrane of light. Reflectively slashing into this, he was lightly lowered to two pieces without response, one half passing through the present slowly, the other in a way that overlapped my body in too much momentum, passing by. - By the way, what's not dark in the back, did you do something? - I was attacked by someone I didn't even remember my face, and it was dangerous, but I managed to cut through, and I met a guy there a long time ago who was very close to me, and I tried to tell him more about it, and he got away. "- Huh?!" At that moment, the sight I saw and felt somewhere someday spread in front of me, often and quickly disappeared. "... is that Asmina now? What was it...... hallucinations? It was a lot vivid for that though. "I mean, I don't know if these guys are phantoms or entities, but they all seem to be harmful." When I stood up on the spot and thought about it, disgusting bugs, like spiralling beetles and blueworms hung together, giant eyeball monsters, glowing slimes, etc. struck me one after the other. The strange monster can only be seen on a narrow road, and anything that cannot be broken shall be intercepted. "... link. Is magic bad?" With a must-win ahead, I tried to magically shoot it down at a distance, and the foggy monsters around me approached me through an avalanche, drifting indifferently until then. When I pounded my tongue and switched to intuitive violence, it became somewhat calm, so I would concentrate only on slashing even after that. - Then I'll make your name 'IX'. - Are you stupid, you are!? - Okay. Do everything you can to wipe out the Abandoned Dragon! - Wait a minute. How did you get me to drink when I was asleep? Whenever a fog monster is torn apart and its splash falls on his body, the events of the day of his existence are reproduced as usual. It's almost instantaneous so far, so I wonder how effective it would be if it didn't have as much impact, but collided from the front of the whole thing, for example. It looks like the Ethereal God's defensive membrane won't work against this demon either, and if this state continues all the time, it's a thin road at any rate, so one of these days you'll lose focus or risk trapping yourself in fantasy and stepping off your feet. That said, if you stop on the spot, it's like telling you to attack me, and you can't turn back the way you came. Is there more or less a way back? In the end, we have to move forward as hard as we can. I was so prepared that I moved forward carefully. [M] How far will it go? A monster resembling a giant bear stood in front of me, whose physical time had become even obscure. I'd like to avoid it if I could, but somehow this guy's waiting for Deng at the end of the road, so I can't ignore him and go. So, plus snake-like things with swallow-like feathers all around me, about 100 of them flying around like I saw them. For this reason, if you magically attack a bear opponent from this distance, there is a good chance that the flying snakes around you will link at the same time, and if they do, you can't even see them. The only way to be sure is to slash and throw it away with this sword... I shook my sword toward a teddy bear who slapped a trumpet and a drum about three meters blocking the road. "Ha...... Oh, my God." Even though his crushed eyes kill him a great deal of motivation, he swings the sword placed overhead under his head under the guidelines of Tang Bamboo Cracking, turning it into two straight pieces. Like the other demons, it was a bear that became two with no response, but it was connected with a piece of skin on its critical back before I knew it, which forced me to hold my body and frontally crashed into me with a piece of it. "Shit! At the same time as I waved "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" again on my right hand, I squatted with one hand on one knee on the spot to avoid falling from above the narrow trail of light. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Nah, I'm late from the first day of transfer as it is! A 15-year-old boy, Chengwei, dressed in a brand-new uniform with a toast and bamboo wheel in his mouth and a feeling of 'I jumped right out of bed', had already rushed past the peak of school hours to the idle residential alley for a long time. "Er, I'm pretty sure on this road..." Last time I came to the transfer process, my sister Mia (Mia), who accompanied me because she was accompanied by a parent, took the map of the neighborhood out of her pocket and confirmed it in case she wrote it. In the table of the folded notebook, a map of Japan was drawn with a precise brush for the sake of accuracy, with red circles and arrows attached to some of them, and "Koko Raheen" was written on the run. "- Too much mess! This is why a foreign-owned company's OL is! Chengwei folded the map and put it back in his pocket, holding his inner mind to the size and breadth of his sister's scale as she flew around the world again. Take out the smartphone instead. "Uh, the location of 'Private Horizon School' is -" By the way, my sister is currently traveling to Algeria, so Chengwei lives alone in the apartment. My sister's previous business trip was to Cyprus, where she had never even heard of Sudan, Northern Ireland, Sierra Leone, Afghanistan, etc., where she was accustomed to living alone because she would hardly ever come back to Japan, but this time she became alarmed because of the changed environment itself. Still, what the hell kind of business is my sister in? After the death of my parents, I am grateful to my sister for raising myself as a young woman with one hand, but it is strange to say that it is strange to still talk about work. Is it because I was making extra findings that way, the moment I turned the corner, I frontally collided with a female student who had run from the other side, which was blind spot, without shaking her side as well? "- Oh, hey!" "Hooray yeah eh!?" I thought it was a colorless scream (duh, duh, duh, duh! "Not many trained girls can say), Chengwei, upset by the soft feel and the nice smell of the girl, accidentally dropped the near-eating toast. "There it is..." A brunette little girl student with the same 'Private Horizon School' stamp on her if you look at it, had a buttcake on the ground. "Hey, you okay? I reach out in a hurry. "It's okay, it's not! Where were you looking, you! Don't you know that smartphones are generally forbidden by school rules?!" The kid with his face up - and then he had a beautiful face, a little young looking pretty girl - angered the characteristic scarlet eyes that altered the darkness and lightness with the addition and subtraction of light, staring at Chengwei's face. "Really? I'm sorry, I didn't know it was my first day at school." "If you don't know, you don't need the police. It would also be in the student notebook! Good thing ignorance is a sin! Pompom and I was told I liked it, and just as muddled, Chengwei changed the shape of the palm I offered from par to choke. "Sorry about that. And you're gonna be showing me water forever? With that pointer, the girl I noticed all the time held her skirt down with a bright red face. "Ahhhhhhhh!!" "Whoa, now you're a decent scream" Chengwei's side, with his honest thoughts in his mouth, was slapped as much as he wanted with the flat hand of a girl who stood up like a spring trick. "Idiot!! You suck! You pervert, bamboo wheel man!! The girl, screaming all over her body, rushed out of the spot like a shedding, putting aside Chengwei, who was still stunned with a bamboo wheel. "Come on... you're a fierce woman, unlike you seem" I rubbed my slapped cheek and suddenly grunted Chengwei as he threw the remaining bamboo rings into his mouth, but when I saw the direction the girl ran, I nodded as I was convinced. "Is school over there, after all?" I sighed and tried to move my foot in that direction, and it stopped in my eyes that something was hiding under the eating toast that fell to the ground. If I picked it up without any concern, it was a red rose embroidery and a white lace handkerchief with the name 'HIYUKI'. "Hiyuki? Are you kidding me? Though he thought it was going to stink, he couldn't throw it away, and Chengwei screwed it into his pocket. "Well, it sounds like the same school, and then we'll see each other." With his cheeks firmly attached to the red leaf shape, Chengwei rushed to his transfer destination. "- What, this betty development?!" With my own voice I shouted accidentally, he returned to me all the time. Too immersive a hallucination (?) Because of it, I completely fit into the role and was confused for a moment about where I was and who I was, but if I calmed down and looked around, I would still be in the middle of a fog (kim), kneeling on one knee to support the 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)' and remaining in a squatting position on a glowing trail. "What kind of hallucination is that? Looks like it's not the same as it has been in the past..." It's funny if you're unconscious aspirations or something, but for me, school is just traumatic, so it's close to a nightmare. Not to mention that the protagonist is alle...... "... uh-huh. Well, I guess I'm lucky I didn't fall off the road while I was hallucinating." I decided to force myself to convince myself to stand up and look forward. Then, around the first time the bear stood, this time a wooden door was seen standing. At first glance, it's a mahogany door, and it also has a brass door knob. But there's nothing. The way only the potpounds and doors stand on the path is like... "Doors everywhere? Stand in front of the door naturally associating the famous secret tools of a certain blue raccoon. - I don't care what you think, it's a trap. That said, I'm pretty sure I can't digest this quest without going through this, so I opened the door with vigilance. It was a wilderness with blooming flowers on one side. The sun emitted soft light, the air was moderately humid, the temperature was easy to spend with the cheerfulness of spring, and the raucous sight was spreading beneath my eyes, which I think would be great if I could just fall asleep and take a nap like this. "This is another view that gets lost in judgment. Are you hallucinating, or have you moved somewhere? If you look back just in case, the door that came through is gone. If you're still on the road in that fog, if you inadvertently step out here, you're in danger of falling upside down in reality. Well, like when it was like a betty love comeback earlier, the main body was standing and consciousness was the only thing that could be moving here. Unexpectedly a strange voice rang from behind the boy's back as he was worried about what was going on. "Hey, what are you doing, in here? If you look at it, there was a boy standing about 15 years old looking like Yancha. "- Who, you? Hallucinations or monster pseudos? "What the hell? No, I want to know who." A boy approaching us with a face mixed with confusion and suspicion. What you're wearing is a simple shirt and trousers, plus a vest, but small, beautiful and unclean. At the same time, I noticed that I was there, looked around, checked the sole and secretly sighed. "I'm telling you, I'm not a suspicious person. I live in a facsimile." Anything. " A boy who starts introducing himself with his hands up in the wind that there is no malice. "Facsimile? You mean the Sacred Capital Facsimile of Aeon? There was a word about 'Anything Store' or something, but I stuffed it to the boy unexpectedly with more important tips than that. "Eon...... what the hell? There's no doubt about the Sacred Capital Facsimile, but you don't know the name Eon. The name of the country here is Millennium." Twisting his neck, the boy took a metal plate out of his chest pocket and showed me the surface here. "Millennium National Certificate. Johnny Rand. He was born in 2108 and is 15 years old. Facsimile Class B Citizen. Occupational freedom" "Basically, except for the clergyman, we're going to be free." Johnny followed me to the point where I read aloud. "Saint level F. Karma value plus 63. No special notes.... Speaking of which, you use kanji." "Kanji? You mean" Holy True Letter "? The original scriptures, the clerics usually use them." "... I feel like I'm looking for a mistake." Sigh leaks unexpectedly. In the meantime, I figured out that there are also ecclesiastical religions in this world and this year is 2123 in the calendar, and apparently -. "Hey, you're a foreigner, aren't you? Are you lost or something? If you're in trouble, I'll show you to the Holy City with my walkladder." They're still on quests on all of them, aren't they?
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ไผ‘ๆš‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅคงๅ…ฌๅญใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฉฑใฏไผ‘ๆš‡้–‹ใ‘ใฎ่ฌ›็พฉใฎๅˆ้–“ใซๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใซใฏๅญฆๅนดๅ…จไฝ“ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใซใฏๅฃซๅฎ˜ๅญฆๆ กใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€้šฃๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹้ญ”่ก“ๅญฆๆ กใฎๅฅณๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใฎ้–“ใงใ‚‚ๆŒใกใใ‚ŠใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฟƒใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใŒ่ฌ›็พฉไธญใ‚„ๅฎŸๆŠ€ใงไธŠใฎ็ฉบใ ใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๆ•™ๆŽˆ้™ฃใ‚‚่จใ—ใŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€่ณชๅ•ใซใฏๅฎŒ็’งใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใงใŸใพใซใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒค็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็พŽๅฝขใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใฎ่ถ…ๅธธ็พ่ฑกใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซๅฆ™ใซไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ๆตฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจๆ™ฎๆฎตไปฅไธŠใซๆฐ—ใ•ใใ ใ—ใ€ ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๆ†ถๆธฌใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ๅฝผใฎๅฅ‡่กŒใ ใŒใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅ…จๅ“กใŒไธ€ใคใฎ็ต่ซ–ใซ้”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž่‰ฒใƒœ...ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๆ‹ใ—ใŸ็”ทใฎ็›ฎใ ใ€ ใใฎๆŽจๆธฌใฏไธ€ๅคงๆ—‹้ขจใ‚’ๅทปใ่ตทใ“ใ—ใ€ๅ…‰ใฎ้€Ÿใ•ใงๅ…จๆ กๅŠใณๅ‘จ่พบๆ กใธใจๆตๅธƒใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใฎใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคšๆ•ฐใฎๅฅณๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกใฎใ‚ใ—ใ€ใพใŸไธ€้ƒจ็”ทๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใ‚’ใ‚‚ๆ‚ฒๅ˜†ใซๆšฎใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚็œŸ็›ธใ‚’ๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚ไบบใ€…ใฏ็œŸๅฎŸใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ“ใ ็ช็„ถใ€ๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฏฎ(ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅˆฅ่˜ใปใฉใฎๅบƒใ•ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ ใŒ)ใฎ็งๅฎคใซๆŠผใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸๅ‹ไบบ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ‚ชๅ‹ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ในใฎๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒžใƒผใจใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€็ง€้บ—ใช็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•่—ชใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฃ’ใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ™‚ใฎ็œŸ็›ธใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใจ่จณ็Ÿฅใ‚Š้ก”ใงใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใ่ปฝใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่ตคๆฏ›ใฎๅ„ช็”ทใ€ใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใŒ่ฟฝๆฑ‚ใฎ็Ÿขใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใซๆ”พใคใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซๅฝผใฏไปฃใ€…ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝๆœฌๅ›ฝใฎๆ”ฟ็ญ–้กงๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฉใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒใƒณไพฏ็ˆตๅฎถใฎ็›ด็ณป่ฆชๆ—ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใจใฏๅฃซๅฎ˜ๅญฆๆ กใซๅ…ฅๅญฆใ™ใ‚‹ไปฅๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้ข่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ™‚......? ใชใ‚“ใฎใ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๅฝ“ๆƒ‘ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใŸใพใŸ! ๅฃซๅฎ˜ๅญฆๆ กใฏๅ…ƒใ‚ˆใ‚Š้šฃใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏ่ฟ‘้šฃใฎไป˜ๅฑžๅญฆๆ กใฎๅฅณ็”Ÿๅพ’ใ€ๆžœใฆใฏ็ฅžๅญฆๆ กใฎใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅตใพใงใใฎๅ™‚ใงไธ€ๅ–œไธ€ๆ†‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใใฎๅฝ“ไบบใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็ฝชไฝœใ‚ŠใŒ!ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงใ‚ชใƒšใƒฉใฎ็™ปๅ ดไบบ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคงไปฐใช่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰‹ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ไบคใˆใฆใ€ใ€Žๅ˜†ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๆ‚ฒๅ˜†ใซๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚‹็Œฟ่Šๅฑ…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ™‚ใจใ‹ไฝ•ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›้ขๅ€’ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฏพๅฟœใŒใชใŠใ–ใ‚ŠใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ™‚ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ“ใฎๅ‰ใฎไผ‘ๆš‡ใซใฉใ“ใžใฎๅพกไปคๅฌขใจ้€ขๅผ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‹ไปฒใซใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ ใ€‚ใœใ‚“ใœใ‚“่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๆฟƒใ„้‡‘้ซชใง็Ÿฅ็š„ใช้ก”ใคใใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒžใƒผใŒใ€ใšใฐใ‚Š็›ด็ƒใง่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎ็ฅ–ๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒณใƒ€ใ‚ฆใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฏๅธๅ›ฝใฎๅฑžๅ›ฝใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฝผ่‡ช่บซใ‚‚็พๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๅญซใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹็ด›ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใ„็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎไธ€ๅ“กใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅญฆ็”Ÿใจ่จ€ใ†็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚„่บซๅˆ†ๅทฎใชใฉใ‚’่ถ…่ถŠใ—ใŸใ€ๆฐ—ใ•ใใช้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’็ฏ‰ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅธๅ›ฝใฎ็ˆตไฝใฏๅคงใพใ‹ใซใ€็š‡ๅธ>็Ž‹โ‰งๅคงๅ…ฌ>/>ๅ…ฌ็ˆต>ไพฏ็ˆต>ไผฏ็ˆต>ๅญ็ˆต>็”ท็ˆต>/ๆบ–็”ท็ˆต>้จŽๅฃซ ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใฏไธ€ไปฃๅ่ช‰่ทใ‚„ใ€็š‡ๆ—ใชใฉใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚„ใ‚„ใ“ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใฏใ“ใฎๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใฎใฏๅฝผใ‚‰่‡ช่บซใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๆ•ฐๅคšใใฎๅคง่ฒดๆ—ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใ€่ซธไพฏใฎๅญๆฏใŒๅœจ็ฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅธๅ›ฝๅฃซๅฎ˜ๅญฆๆ กใงใ€ๆดพ้–ฅใ‚„็ˆตไฝใฎๅทฎใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใš่‰ฏๅฅฝใชไบบ้–“้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€้žๅธธใซ็จ€ใชไพ‹ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใฎๅ™‚ใ‹......ใ€ ้€”็ซฏใซ่พŸๆ˜“ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆต็Ÿณใซ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŒๅซŒใงใ‚‚่€ณใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใ”่‹ฆๅŠดๆง˜ใ€ใ€ŽใพใฃใŸใใ ใ€ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒžใƒผใจใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฎไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ๅฆๅฎšใ—ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใฎใ‹?!ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅฎŸใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ไธŽๅคช่ฉฑใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ้ซ˜ใ‚’ใใใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใŒใ€็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠๅˆ†่…ฐใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใฃใ€‚ใ„ใกใ„ใกๅ่ซ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚้ขๅ€’ใชใฎใง้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅณๅบงใซๅฆๅฎšใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใฆใ€้€†ใซใปใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๅ†ใณใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅฝ“ใŸใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ็ถšใใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฎๅฐ่ฉžใงใ€ๅฑใ†ใใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰่ปขใ’่ฝใกใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€้ƒจใฏๆญฃ่งฃ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ่žใๆจใฆใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€ใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹ๆ€งๆ€ฅใซใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใซ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏใ€ๅฃใŒๆป‘ใฃใŸโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใ€่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใŒ่ชฐใ‚’ๅฅฝใใซใชใ‚ใ†ใŒ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„่ฉฑใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ๆŠ•ใ’้ฃใ‚Šใชใใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใซใ€ๅ‘†็„ถใจ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๅญฆๅ‹ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅฅฝใใชไบบใŒใงใใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ไธ€ๅ‘ผๅธ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œ่ชฐใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ?!ใ€ใ€ ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ใพใ™ใพใ™็œ‰้–“ใฎ็šบใ‚’ๆทฑใใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใจ้ ทใใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ™ฎ้€šใชใ‚‰ใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฏๅธๅ›ฝๅคงๅ…ฌใฎไธ€ๅญใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใพใ ใซ่จฑๅซใฏใŠใ‚ใ‹ๆตฎใ„ใŸ่ฉฑไธ€ใค่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใฎใชใ„ๆœดๅฟตไปใ€‚ใใฎๅธๅ›ฝใฎ่ช‡ใ‚‹ไธๆฒˆ่‰ฆใ‚’ไป•็•™ใ‚ใŸๅพกไปคๅฌขใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ชฐใ ใฃใฆๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏ่‡ช่ฆšใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใŠๅ‰ใซใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅพกไปคๅฌขใ‚„ๅพกๅฉฆไบบๆ–นใŒใ€็ง‹ๆณขใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹......่‡ช่ฆšใŒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ“ใ“ใฏๆ›–ๆ˜งใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงๅฝผๅฅณ้”ใ‚’ๆททไนฑใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๆ——ๅนŸใ‚’ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซใ—ใฆใใกใ‚“ใจๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒ่ช ๅฎŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒžใƒผใ‚‚็œŸๅ‰ฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ๅ™›ใ‚“ใงๅซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใช?ใจไธ€็žฌ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใ่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจ่ฉฑใฎๆตใ‚ŒใŒๅฆ™ใชใฎใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๆœŸๅพ…ใซๆบ€ใกใŸ้ก”ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซไธ็‰นๅฎšๅคšๆ•ฐใซๅ…ฌ้–‹ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„่ฉฑใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใใพใงๅƒ•ใฎๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใฃใ€‚ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„็Šถๆณใซๆตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒใƒญใฃใจๅ–‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ ใƒซใƒผใ‚ซใ‚นใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใใ†ใซๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ€ๅฃ็›ดใ—ใซไพๅฅณใŒ็…Žใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠ่Œถใ‚’ๅฃใซ้‹ใถใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใ......ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹? ๅ…ฌ็„ถใจๅคฉไธ‹ใฎใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌๅฎถใจ็ธใ‚’็ตในใฆๅ–œใฐใ‚“่ฒดๆ—ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฏใ‚ˆใปใฉ่บซๅˆ†็š„ใซ้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎใจใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฎถๆŸ„ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅบถๆฐ‘ใจใ‹่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช?! ๅˆฅใซๆ‚ชใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠไผฝๅ™บใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€Ž็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ใงใŸใ—ใ‚ใงใŸใ—ใ€ใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹่ฉฑใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€ ไธ€่ปขใ—ใฆ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใช้ก”ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹ๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‹ไบบใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒๅคงใ„ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ปฝใ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†่จณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใฉใฃใกใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจๅƒ•ใฎๆ–นใŒ้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใฝใ‹ใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ๅคฑ่จ€ใ—ใŸใฎใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใง้กใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใฏๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€็›ธๅฝ“ๆตฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชๅƒ•ใฏใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใง้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅคง้™ธไธญ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌๅฎถใซๅŒนๆ•ตใ™ใ‚‹ๅฎถๆŸ„ใฎ็Ž‹ๆ—ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ‚„ใ—ใชใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Š......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‹?!ใ€ใ€ ่‰ฒใ‚ใ็ซ‹ใคไบŒไบบใ‚’็™ฝใ‘ใŸ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏ็ซฏ็š„ใซๅฆๅฎšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝ็ฌฌไธ€็š‡ๅฅณใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใƒปใ‚ขใ‚คใƒใ‚ขใ‚นใƒปใƒŸใƒซใƒณใƒปใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใจใฎๅฉš็ด„่ฉฑใ‚„ ใ—ใ€ใฎใจใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆ‰็Ÿฅใƒป่ฆ‡ๆฐ—ใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„่‡ชๆ…ขใฎๅพ“ๅฆนใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ๅฝผ่‡ช่บซใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ‚ใใพใง่บซๅ†…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ‹ๆ„›ใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸไบ‹ใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซ็š‡ๆ—ใฎ่ก€็ตฑโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใจๅŒใ˜่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็™ฝ้Š€่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใ‚ฌใ‚ทใ‚ฌใ‚ทใจๆŽปใ„ใŸโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใ€ๅธๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎๅŠ›้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใจใŒ็ตใณใคใใฎใŒ่‡ช็„ถใชๆตใ‚Œใชใฎใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€็ˆถใ‚„็š‡ๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚€ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚„ใถใ•ใ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆ”ฟ็•ฅ็ตๅฉšใงๆ„ใซๆฒฟใ‚ใฌ็›ธๆ‰‹ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€้ฅใ‹ใซ่ด…ๆฒขใช่ฉฑใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏๅ‡บใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ€็ˆถใŒ็š‡ๆ—ใƒป่ฒดๆ—ใซใ—ใฆใฏ็ใ—ใ„ๆ‹ๆ„›็ตๅฉšใงใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๅดๅฎคใฎไธ€ไบบใ‚‚็ฝฎใ‹ใชใ„ๆ„›ๅฆปๅฎถใชใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็ˆถใซใฏใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ—่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ ......ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ใใฎใŠ้™ฐใงๅฝผๅฅณใซๅ‡บไผšใ†ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ็‰ฉๆ€ใ„ใซ่€ฝใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ใฎ่„ณ่ฃใ‚’ใ€้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใŒใใ‚ˆใ„ใ ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ไปŠๅบฆใฏใ„ใค้€ขใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใชใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใคใ“ใ้ฃŸใ„ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ๅ‹ไบบใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฏ้ ‘ใชใซๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Šใ€็ตๆžœใ€็ฟŒๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๆดพๆ‰‹ใชๆƒณๅƒใจๆ†ถๆธฌใŒ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใฎ้–“ใ‚’ๅธญๅทปใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅนธใ„ใจ่จ€ใ†ในใใ‹็œŸ็›ธใซ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸ่€…ใฏ่ชฐไธ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€ŒใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใงใ—ใŸๅ”็ˆถๆง˜ใ€‚ใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌ้–ฃไธ‹ใ€ ๅงชใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎใ‚ฝใƒ„ใฎใชใ„ๆŒจๆ‹ถใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ ‚ใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒใƒผใƒˆใฏ่ชญใพใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆˆๆžœใงๆ„Ÿๆœใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฏใฃใ€็งใฎๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎใŠใ“ใผใ‚Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ”็ˆถใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ฌ™้œใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซใ—ใฆใฏ็ใ—ใ„ๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒใซๆบ€ใกใŸๅญไพ›ใฃใฝใ„ไป•่‰ใงใ€่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐ......ใฉใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ใ”ๅญๆฏใจใฎ็›ธๆ€งใฏ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌใŒ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒฌใซใ—ใฆใฏ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใŸๆ–นใ‹ใจใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใงๅคขไธญใซใชใ‚‹ใจใฏ็งใ‚‚ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใชใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏๅฟƒๅค–ใ ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Š่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒ็”ทใงใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉๅฃๆƒœใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ‡้›ฃใ‚’ๆŽ’ใ—ใฆใงใ‚‚่ฏ็‡ญใฎๅ…ธใธๆผ•ใŽใคใ‘ใพใ™ใฎใซใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ๆฏๅญใฏใ•ใ—ใšใ‚้™›ไธ‹ใฎไปฃ็†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคงๅ…ฌใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒๅ‹™ใพใ‚‹ๅ™จ้‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ“ใใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ็œŸ้ก”ใงใ†ใใถใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจ่‚ๅฟƒใฎๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๆ–นใงใ™ใŒ......็งใฎไธป่ฆณใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฅฝๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ‹ๆ„›ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใซ็™บๅฑ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฎใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใ€ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใ„ๅฐ‘ๅนดๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ๅคงๅ…ฌใ ใŒใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใฏใใฎใพใพใซๆŽขใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็žณใงใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใจไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใง่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ‡บๅ…ตใฏใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๆตท่ณŠใฎๆฎฒๆป…ใจๅ›ฎ่‡ชไฝ“ใฏใ‚‚ใฎใฎใคใ„ใงใงใ€ไธป็›ฎ็š„ใฏๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใจๆฏๅญใจใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€็ตๆžœ็š„ใซใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏๅคงๆบ€่ถณใจใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ๆœฌๅฟƒใ‚’ๅทงๅฆ™ใซ้š ใ—ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ๅคงๅ…ฌใฏ็›ด่ฃใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅธๅ›ฝๅคงๅ…ฌใงใ‚‚่ปไบบใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ็ˆถ่ฆชใจใ—ใฆใฎ่ณชๅ•ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ›ฝ็›Šใฎ็‚บใซใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใ‚’็ตใณไป˜ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฝ็›Šใจใฏ้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไธ–็•Œใฎๅนณๅ’Œใฎ็‚บใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใฏๅดฉใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚้ณฉใŒ่ฑ†้‰„็ ฒใ‚’้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒ€ๅคงๅ…ฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใใ™ใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใง็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซใ‚‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒๅคงๅฅฝใใชใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅฐ‘ใ€…็งใฎ็†่งฃใ‚’่ถŠใˆใพใ™ใŒใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ๆฏๅญใฎ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚ŠใŒไธ–็•Œๅนณๅ’Œใซ็›ด็ตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ?ใ€ ๅคงๅ…ฌใฏๅฝ“ๆƒ‘ใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅ‚ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ในใใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใฃใŸใพใจใ‚‚ใชๆ„Ÿๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไบบ้–“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ ใจใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏ็ขบไฟกใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๆšด่ตฐใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงไปฐใงใชใ—ใซๅ…จไธ–็•Œใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใจใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏ่ƒธไธญใง็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆๅฅๅ…จใชไธ€่ˆฌไบบใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ๅ‚™ใˆใŸใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚็™บ่จ€ๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบๆใŒๅ‚ใซใ„ใชใ„ใจใ€ๅฑใชใฃใ‹ใ—ใใฆใ—ใ‹ใŸใŒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใƒ•ๅคงๅ…ฌๅญใซใฏใ€ ๆœฌๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใใ†ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
Something's wrong with Grand Duke Christoph back from vacation. The story was rumored between vacation opening lectures and spread throughout the school year during the lunch break, after school it was carried not only by the cadet school, but also among the girls students of the adjacent magic school. "You don't feel like you're here." "I've never seen him up in the sky during lectures or in practical skills" "The professors were surprised, too. - I answered the question perfectly." "Oh, and now and then, Niyanya laughs... well, it still looks beautiful, so it's a kind of paranormal phenomenon" "Worry about it, I won't say anything." "You're in a strange mood overall. It's floating." "Yeah, well, I'm more comfortable talking to you than I usually am." His eccentricity, which called for various speculations, eventually led everyone to one conclusion. "Color Bo... Momo, those are the eyes of a man in love" The speculation sparked a whirlwind, spreading it to all schools and surrounding schools at a speed of light, beating his fans, a large number of female students, and also grieving some male students. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "So it's time for you to tell me the truth" "Yeah. People want the truth. It is a noble duty to respond to it, Nobles Obriege." Suddenly, a friend who had pushed him into the private room of a student dorm (albeit a mansion as big as a little aristocratic villa) ... Before two classmates, Elmer and Lucas, who should also be described as bad friends rather than bad friends, Christoph had a troublesome looking face and a brilliant frown. "- What do you mean," from the stick "? "It's the truth about the rumors." And with a translating face, Lucas, a red-haired good man with a somewhat light atmosphere, releases the arrow of pursuit continually. By the way, Christoph and I have known each other for a long time before enrolling in the cadet school because he hits the immediate relatives of the Marquis of Lartinen, who has been policy advisors in the Grawior Empire's home country for generations. "Rumors...? What the hell is that? With a seriously puzzled face, Christoph twisted his neck. "Once again! There's no way that that person doesn't know that the cadet school is happily worried about that rumor more than it was about the magic school next door, and even the female students at the neighboring annexed schools, and at the end of the day even Sister's eggs at the seminary. This sin! Lucas gestures lofty as if he were an opera character and plays a mournful monkey play all the time with 'lamentable'. "... so what are you talking about, rumors or something? I don't know if it's getting too much trouble or not, but it's getting worse. "Rumor has it that you made love to your old lady on vacation. Not at all deafening, is it? Elmer, with dark blonde hair and an intelligent face, asked all the time on a straight ball. His homeland, the Kingdom of Vindaus, was a member of the undisputed royalty that hit himself and the grandchildren of the present king in the imperial kingdom, but he had developed a casual relationship that transcended positions, differences of identity, and so on with the position of saying students to each other. Incidentally, the title of Empire roughly makes him the Emperor > King โ‰ฅ Grand Duke >/> Duke > Marquis > Count > Viscount > Baron >/Associate Baron > Knight. In fact, it's even more difficult for a generation of honorary positions, royalty, etc., but it basically takes this form. Though it was a very rare example that they themselves were the only ones who cared the least, in this Imperial Cadet School, home to the sons of numerous great nobles, nobles and lords, who were able to build good relationships without being imprisoned by differences in factions and titles. "Oh, that rumor..." Christophe leaks a sigh with a face that opens up as soon as possible. "Did you know about the boulder?" "I don't like it, but it's coming in my ear." "Good luck" and "Not at all," two Elmer and Christoph laugh bitterly at each other. "Dude, is it true you don't deny it?!" Lucas, who was turning tall about what would actually be a mere Yotai story, lifted half his hips off the couch sitting with his eyes round. "No way. Either way, it's troublesome to argue, so just keep quiet." Immediately the word of denial returned and, conversely, Lucas lowered back on the couch again with a relieved face, "About half of it didn't hit me." The ensuing Christoph dialogue made me almost fall off the couch at risk. "Wait a minute! That means some of them have the right answers (,,,,), right?!" "Duh, what part?!?" Just have to listen up, come on, two people suddenly stuck in Christophe. Christoph, with his mouth slipping - distracts him from his gaze. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter who I like! Two schoolmates stare at the throwing reply. "... that means" "... you mean you've got someone you like." () I put my breath down and shouted at the same time as if we had shown each other. "" Who's who?! " In contrast to the two exciting people, Christophe deepens the wrinkles between his eyebrows more and more. "- So why do you care about that? If you were a regular aristocrat, you'd be in Kuniku about one of your wives. What a snort, Lucas. "Normally, I guess. However, you are the son of the Imperial Grand Duke, but I have yet to hear one story of forgiveness floating around. If there is a lady who has set up the Empire's proud Unsunken Ship, this means that everyone cares! "Hi, you seem unconscious, I'll tell you, how many young ladies and ladies are sending you autumn waves like that... aren't you unconscious? So it's better to be honest and clear about the flag than to confuse them with vague information." Elmer also has a serious look and tells him to bite and include it. Is that what it is? and Christophe convinced me for a moment, but when I thought about it carefully, I noticed the flow of the story was strange, and I glanced at their faces full of anticipation. "It won't even be a story that I have to publish to an unspecified number of people. It's just personal." "- Shit. I thought you'd be in unfamiliar situations and talk polo." Lucas unfortunately pointy his lips and carries into his mouth the tea the samurai has fried for him to reword. "Not at all...... Mostly, that would annoy them, wouldn't it? "Really? Though I don't think there are any aristocrats who would be happy to connect openly with the Grand Duke of Estrada under the heavens. Hey, how incompatible is the other woman with the family? "Dude, I guess they're not going to mention the common folk or anything?! I'm not saying it's bad, but unlike the gaga, we're not talking about ending up with 'The Prince Sees You, Congratulations'" " Turning to a serious face, with care above curiosity, Christoph waved one hand gently, greatly appreciating his inner self to the attitude of the two friends who embarked on him. "It's not like that. One way or another, I'm better off than the other." Looking at the two pompous faces, Christoph held his forehead with one hand, once again realizing that he had lost his word. - I didn't realize it myself, but you're floating pretty well. I... "What royal princess are you not to match in your capacity?!" "No, I don't want a royal family comparable to the Grand Duke of Estrada to look across the continent." "No way......" "" Is Princess Oriana the opponent?! Looking with white eyes at the two people standing in colour, Christoph denied it in the end. "No, I'm not." In fact, for Christoph, his engagement story with the First Empress of the Gravior Empire, Oriana Aineas Miln Gravior (gossip), has been whispered around his ears for a long time. Objectively, Oriana is a good man who deserves to be called "Empress of Suzuran," he is only years old, but as in "Sandalwood (Sendan) is more Fang (Kanba) than Twin Leaves," he is a proud cousin who deserves the successor of the Gravior Empire in both his talent and hegemony - but for himself he is only within himself and has never seen him as an object of love. It is true that the royal lineage - Christoph scratched her own silver hair the same as she did - or, given the power relationship within the Empire, it would be a natural stream to link herself to Oriana, and not a rash if her father or emperor wanted it. Or it could be a far more luxurious story, considering you'll be with someone you don't like in a political marriage. That said, for some reason there has been no such story so far, possibly because my father is a loving wife who is a rare romantic marriage for royalty and nobility, and yet does not place one of the side rooms. For how much I thank my father if not enough. ... Anyway, that's why I was able to meet her. I like the long dark hair behind Christoph's head. - When will we meet this time? Against a friend who still persisted in eating down, he then stubbornly kept his silence and, as a result, flashy imagination and speculation swept between the parties concerned from the next day, but he was not alone in arriving at the truth as to whether to say fortunate. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Good job, uncle. No, Grand Duke Estrada." This is also the Grand Duke of Estrada, who returns a hallowed greeting to the softless greeting of Empress Oriana, who will hit her niece. "I have read the report. We were impressed with the remarkable results." "Ha, it's more like a spill from Her Majesty than a handful of mine, though" Oriana humbly receives the words of her bitter uncle and smiles back. Then, with a curious, childish trick that was rare for her, she rode herself out and asked. "Yes, speaking of His Majesty the Princess... how was it, compatible with your son? Grand Duke Estrada nodded, arming himself like the best. "I was wondering if you worked hard for me. Honestly, I didn't expect you to be that obsessed either." But Oriana shrugged her shoulders lightly just because she was out of her mind. "Alas, I expected that. Because Her Majesty is such a cute woman (one). Honestly, I've never felt so careless that I wasn't a man. If that's the case, I'll row you to the Candlestick." "I see. Does your son represent His Majesty Shizuku?" Grand Duke deepens bitter laughter. "Let me get this straight, but only if you think I have the amount of equipment to replace you." Liar in the face, Oriana. "It's an honor. And Her Majesty the Princess at heart...... my subjectivity, but I think it felt good. Well, whether or not you develop into romantic feelings depends on your cancer." Remembering how the smiling boy and girl were, the Grand Duke smiled softly, but the smile looked at Oriana listening in an upbeat mood with Nico with her eyes as she explored. "Nevertheless, the demise of the pirates and the demise of the pirates are in themselves, and the main purpose of this march was to engage His Majesty the Princess and his son? "That's not true. Well, as a result, they both succeeded, so as far as I'm concerned, I'm very satisfied." In her attitude, which cleverly concealed her true intentions, the Grand Duke cut out to the dictatorship. "... Hmm. This is a question as a single father, not an Imperial Grand Duke or a soldier, but are you thinking of connecting those two in the national interest? "It's not in the national interest." Oriana slowly put it in her mouth. One way or another, it's for peace in the world. Oriana's grin doesn't break. I looked at the face of Archduke Estrada, who looked like a pigeon had eaten a bean cannon, and smiled and continued. "Of course, I'm sure I personally love Her Majesty," "... a little beyond my understanding, though. I mean, you think your son's hard work is directly linked to world peace? The Grand Duke sighed with a bewildered look. "That's the thing. I am convinced that the person who should be beside Her Majesty should be a decent and sensitive person." Anyway, if that guy really runs wild, it's the end of the whole world without a big deal. And, Oriana continued in her chest. At the very least, it would have been dangerous if it had not been for a voice talent with a healthy sense of ordinary people. "I hope so, Grand Duke Christoph." That's what Oriana put in her mouth from the bottom of her heart.
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2ๅบฆ็›ฎใ ใ‘ใฉ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸๆ„Ÿใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใฏใ€ๅฟœๆŽฅใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใงใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ€25ๆญณใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ฉ้Žงใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸ็”ทๆ€งใŒใ„ใฆๅ…ˆใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ ใŒใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚’ใฟใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็ทŠๅผตใ‚’่งฃใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅ…จๅ“กๆƒใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹่ญท่ก›ใฎๅงฟใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚4ไบบใ ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ„ใพใ‹ใ‚‰ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅบงใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ€…่พผใฟๅ…ฅใฃใŸ่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ‚’ๆทนใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆฐ—้…ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซใฏใงใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚้ฉๆ้ฉๆ‰€ใชใฎใ‹ใชใ?โ€•โ€•ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅธญใฎๅ‰ใซ็ฝฎใใจใ€็ถšใ„ใฆๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸๅคงใ็›ฎใฎ็ด™(ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจ้•ใฃใฆ็ด™ใฎๆ™ฎๅŠ็Ž‡ใฏใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†้ซ˜ใใฆใ€็พŠ็šฎ็ด™ใชใ‚“ใฆ้ŽๅŽปใฎ้บ็‰ฉใ‚‰ใ—ใ„)ใ‚’ๆœบใฎไธŠใซๅบƒใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅบƒใ’ใŸ็ด™ใฏใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใŸๅ‘จ่พบใฎๅœฐๅ›ณใฟใŸใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็ฐก็•ฅๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธŠใซๅœฐๅฝขใฎ็ธฎๅฐบใ‚„ไฝ็ฝฎใŒใ‚บใƒฌใฆใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆธฌ้‡ใฎๆŠ€่ก“ใŒๆœช็™บ้”ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚่ปไบ‹ๆฉŸๅฏ†ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใงใ‚ใ–ใจใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ‚ๅคง็ญ‹ใงใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใชใใ€‚ ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉGPSไธฆใฟใฎๅœฐๅ›ณใŒ้ ญใฎไธญใงๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๆ‰‹ใฎๅ†…ใฏๆ˜Žใ‹ใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใฏ็„กใ„ใฎใงใ€่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ไธŠใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใใ†ใซๅœฐๅ›ณใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใซ็ดนไป‹ใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏๅฝ“ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹Cใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณๆฐใงใ™ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใ€Žใ‚ขใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ€ใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใงใ™ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใˆใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎใใฎ็ดนไป‹ใซใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใฃใฆไบบใฎ้ก”ใŒๆ‚”ใ—ใ’ใซใ‚†ใŒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐ้Žงใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใ“ใ‚ใซใฏ็œŸๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ€็ˆชใงๅผ•ใฃๆŽปใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‚ทใŒใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹่‚Œใ‚„้ก”ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†้ƒจๅˆ†ใฎ็šฎ่†šใฎ่‰ฒใŒ้•ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆฒป็™’้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๆฒปใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‚ท่ทกใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใƒปใƒปใƒป็พๅœจใ€ๅฝ“ๅธ‚ใซๆปžๅœจไธญใฎใ‚„ใ‚“ใ”ใจใชใ่บซๅˆ†ใฎๅงซๅ›ใงใ™ใ€‚้žๅธธๆ™‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๅŒๅธญใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Š้šœใ‚Šใฎ็„กใ„ใใฎ็ดนไป‹ใซใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใฏ่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใใ†ใช็›ฎใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพใ€็พฉๅ‹™็š„ใซใปใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใก้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ฌใƒณ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆๆŒจๆ‹ถใจใ‹็คผๅ„€ใจใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใชใ„ใจ็„ก้ง„ใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚็„ก้ง„ใชใ“ใจใฏใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎ้žๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซ่ปฝใใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ่ฉฑใฎ็Ÿ›ๅ…ˆใ‚’ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใปใ†ใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†็พ่ฑกใ‚’ใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒ—ใƒญใƒฌใ‚นใฎๆŠ€ไปฅๅค–ใซใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใงๆ™‚ใŸใพโ€•โ€•ๅนณๅ‡ใง15ๅนดใซ1ๅบฆใ€็Ÿญใ„ๆ™‚ใซใฏๆ•ฐใƒถๆœˆใง่ตทใ“ใฃใŸ่จ˜้Œฒใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃ็งปๅ‹•็พ่ฑกใงใ™ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆๅœฐๅ›ณใฎไธ€็‚นใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŒ—ๅŒ—ๆฑใซใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€ใปใผๅœฐๅ›ณใฎ็ซฏใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๆœจใ‚’็คบใ™ใƒžใƒผใ‚ฏใง่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅœฐ็‚นใ‚’็คบใ™ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ง’ๅบฆใŒ7ๅบฆใปใฉๆฑๅฏ„ใ‚Šใงใ€่ท้›ขใ‚‚ๆฃฎใฎๅค–ใ‚Œใพใงใ“ใฎๅœฐๅ›ณใ‚ˆใ‚Š30kmใปใฉ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€ๅŽŸๅ› ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ๅคงไฝ“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ€‚โ€•โ€•ไธปใช็†็”ฑใฏ3ใคใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ไธ€็•ชๅคšใ„็†็”ฑใฏ้ฃŸ็ณงไธ่ถณใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๆฃฎใฎ้ฃŸ็‰ฉใŒไธ่ถณใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€้€†ใซ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใŒๅข—ใˆใ™ใŽใฆใ‚ใตใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใŒๆฃฎใฎไธญใงใฎๆจฉๅŠ›้—˜ไบ‰ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€็ ดใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใŒๆ”พ้€ใ•ใ‚Œๅ‘จ่พบใฎๆ‘ใชใฉใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ใพใ‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็ƒๅˆใฎ่ก†ใชใฎใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใพใจใพใฃใŸๆ•ฐใงๆˆฆใˆใฐใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹่ฆๆจกใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ ๅ•้กŒใชใฎ็›ฎใฎ็†็”ฑใ€ๆฃฎใฎไธญใซ้ญ”็‰ฉใŸใกใ‚’็ตฑ็Ž‡ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ€‹ไฝ“ใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็ตฑ็Ž‡่€…? ใ‚ˆใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใƒœใ‚นใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ? ็ตฑ็Ž‡่€…ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็พคใ‚Œๅ˜ไฝใงใฏใชใใ€ๆฃฎๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใฏใ€Ž ใ€ใŒๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€้‡Ž้ƒŽใฏๅœฐไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไผธใฐใ—ใŸๆ นใฃๅญใงไธ€ๅบฆใซ100ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎ่ก€ใ‚’ๅธใฃใฆใŸใ—ใชใ€ ็œ‰้–“ใซ็šบใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใŸใฎ? ใ‚ˆใๅ€’ใ›ใŸใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅ…ƒใŒๆœจใฎๅŒ–็‰ฉใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๆœฌไฝ“ใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใฎใ‚ใ„ใ—ใ€็ซใซใ‚‚ๅผฑใ„ใฃใฆใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใฃใŸใ‘ใฎ็ซ่–ฌใจ้ญ”่ก“ๅธซใฎ็ซใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€็ฒพ้œŠไฝฟใ„ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ€้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ นใฃๅญใจใ‹ใƒใƒžใƒใƒžๅ‰Šใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏAใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏๅ…จๅ“กใงๆœฌไฝ“ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ€ใชใ€ ใงๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹็Œ›่€…ใจใ‹ใ€ไผ่ชฌใฎSใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ‹ๅ‡บๅผตใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใชใใ€Sใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไธ–็•Œใซไฝ•ไบบใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ?! ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๆ™‚้–“ใจ้‡‘ใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹!?ใ€ ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ Sใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใใ†ใ—ใŸๅผฑ็‚นใŒใชใ„ไธŠใ€ๆฉŸๅ‹•ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ๅŽ„ไป‹ใ“ใฎไธŠใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ—ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชใ€Ž ใ€Œไบ‹ใฎ่ตทใ“ใ‚Šใฏ1ใƒถๆœˆใปใฉๅ‰ใ€ๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใซ้šฃๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹้–‹ๆ‹“ๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้€ฃ็ตกใŒใ€ไธ€ๅˆ‡้€”็ตถใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ่พบๅขƒใชใฎใงๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้šฃๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บ็ซ‹ใ—ใŸ่กŒๅ•†ไบบใ‚‚ๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ใชใซใ‹ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใŒๅ‘จ่พบใฎๆ‘ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกๅ‘จ่พบใฎๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้€ฃ็ตกใŒ้€”็ตถใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚‚้‡ใ„่…ฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ“ใฎใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใŒใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ‚’ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Žใ‚ขใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ€ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€3็ต„ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใซ็พๅœฐ่ชฟๆŸปใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ€‚ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณไปฅๅค–ใ€ๅ…จๆป…ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅœฐ็„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ‚‚ไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฏๆฌกใ€…ใซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚Œใ€็”ŸใใŸใพใพ ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ใƒใƒ„ใƒชใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๆ•ฐใฏๆ•ฐๅƒๅŒนใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธ‡ใซ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎไธญๅฟƒใซใชใฃใฆใŸใฎใฏใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ่ฃœ่ถณใซใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใฎ้ฌผใ”ใฃใ“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใˆใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ŸๆƒณใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไธ่ฌนๆ…Žใชใฎใงๅฃใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ•ใใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใง็งใซใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ใจ?ใ€ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒช่จ€ใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใซใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใซใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅ‡บ็ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐๆ‚ชใใ†ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไบคๅทฎใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ”ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใŠ่žใ‹ใ›้ก˜ใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚่ฒดๅฅณใชใ‚‰ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใงใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซ่จŠใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€Œใตใ‚€โ€•โ€•ใ€ใจ้กŽใฎไธ‹ใซๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆๆ€ๆกˆใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ซใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใช! ๅŒ–็‰ฉใจ่ฉฑใŒ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†!!ใ€ ้€”็ซฏ่ก€่ตฐใฃใŸ็›ฎใงใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใŒ็ตถๅซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใˆใƒผใใ†ใ‹ใชใใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅคง็พคใ‚’็ตฑ็Ž‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็Ÿฅ่ƒฝใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ—ใ€่จ€่‘‰ใŒ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใŒ็ฌฌไธ€ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซใฏไบบ้–“ใชใ‚“ใ–้คŒใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€่ขซๅฎณใซใ‚ใฃใŸๆ‘ใงใฏ่€ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่ตคๅญใพใงใ€้ชจใฎใฒใจใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‰ๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใš้ฃŸใ„ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚‚ใซในใ‚‚็„กใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ฉฑใฎ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใพใˆใ‹ใ‚‰่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใƒผใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใฆใ‹ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฅใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใŒไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใธ็™ฝๆ——ใ‚’ๆšใ’ใŸ็‰นไฝฟใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ? ไบบ้–“ใ ใชใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‘ณ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใจใ‹็„ก็†ใ€‚่ฉฆ้ฃŸๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใง้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ•ฐใซใฏๆ•ฐใงใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎ่ป้šŠใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ป้šŠใ‚’่ฆ่ซ‹ใ—ใฆๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฐ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๅ›ฝใธๆ”ฏๆดใฎ่ฆ่ซ‹ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€่ปใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅทฆใธ็งปๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่ญฐไผšใฎๆ‰ฟ่ชใ‚’็ตŒใฆใ€ๅ„ๅœฐใซๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใฐใ‚‹้ƒจ้šŠใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ€็ทจๆˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บ็ซ‹ใพใงๆœ€ไฝŽใงใ‚‚ๆ•ฐ้€ฑ้–“ใฏๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅˆฐๅบ•้–“ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ†ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ•ใƒผใ€‚็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆง˜ใฎ้ถดใฎไธ€ๅฃฐใงๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฆใƒใชใ‚“ใฆไธ€ๅฃฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใชใ„ใ†ใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ปๅ›ฃใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ•†ๅบ—่ก—ใฎใƒฉใƒผใƒกใƒณๅฑ‹ใฎๅบ—ไธปใพใง ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใใฎ่ป้šŠใŒใใ‚‹ใพใง็ฏญๅŸŽใ—ใฆๆŒใกใ“ใŸใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚็„ก็†ใงใ™ใญใ€ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฏ่‡ช็”ฑ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎๅใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€็”ณใ—่จณ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅŸŽๅฃใ—ใ‹ใชใ„่ก—ใชใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่ซฆใ‚ใฆๅ…จๅ“กใง้€ƒใ’ใ‚Œใฐ?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•่ฒดๆง˜ใฃใ€ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใ–ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹! ไฟบใŸใกใฎไปฒ้–“ใŒใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใฉใ‚Œใปใฉ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹!!ใ€ ๆฟ€้ซ˜ใ—ใŸใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใŒๆŽดใฟใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใฟใ€ใใฎใพใพ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซๆฒˆใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใตใ–ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹? ใตใ–ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใฏ็งใฎๆ–นใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ้–‹ๆ‹“ๆ‘ใชใ‚“ใฆไฝœใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„? ๅฎšๆœŸ็š„ใซ่ฝ็Ÿณใ™ใ‚‹ๅด–ใ‚„ใ€ๆฐพๆฟซใ™ใ‚‹ๅทใฎไธญๅทžใซๅฎถใ‚’ๅปบใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใใ†ใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅๅฎšๆœŸ็š„ใซ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ‚Šใ€้˜ฒๅพกๅฃใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†? ๅ›ใŸใกใฏใชใซใ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ„? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅ–„ใ‚’ๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใจ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใญใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸๆ‘ใ€…ใŒ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ็•ชใซใชใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใจๅตๅฏŸใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸๆ‘ไบบใŸใกใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„? ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใฏไฟบใŸใกใฎ่บซใซๅฑ้™บใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹่ญฆๅ ฑใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆญฃ็›ดใ„ใฃใฆ่…นใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ไป–ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€ใ™ในใฆใฏ็งใฎไธๆ˜Žใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ—ใฆใ€็งใซใฏใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹็พฉๅ‹™ใจ่ฒฌไปปใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้š›ใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹่ฒดๅฅณใฎใŠๅŠ›ใ‚’ใŠ่ฒธใ—ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ่‹ฆๆธ‹ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใง้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ ใŒใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ€’ใ‚ŠใฏๅŽใพใ‚‰ใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚ญใƒฌใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใง็งใซใชใ‚“ใฎ่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช? ้‡‘้Š€่ฒกๅฎใชใ‚‰่…ใ‚‹ใปใฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅœฐไฝใ‚‚ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใŒใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใŒใ‚‹ๅ่ช‰ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใฏใ€ใชใซใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ......็งใฎ้ฆ–ไธ€ใคใงๆธˆใ‚€ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ“ใฎๅœฐใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใ‚’ใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใ“ใƒปใ„ใƒปใคใƒปใฏ~~~~ใฃ!!! ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใชใ‚“ใงๆ€’ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ๅ…จ็„ถใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ‹ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ไพกๅ€คใŒไฝŽใ„ใ‚“ใ !! ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚Œใฏ็งไบบใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ—ใฆใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ ่ฟทใ„็„กใ้ ทใใใฎๅงฟใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฆšๆ‚ŸใฏๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ่–”่–‡ใฎ็ฝชไบบ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๆผ†้ป’ใงใชใŠใ‹ใคๅŠใฐ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸๅˆ€่บซใฎ้•ทๅ‰ฃโ€•โ€•ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„›ๅ‰ฃใ€Ž ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ3ไบบใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ˆใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๅไน—ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็งใฎๅใฏ ใ€ใฎๅˆ€่บซใ‚’ๆจชใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ธใถใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚็งใŒๅฎˆใ‚‹ใฏๆˆ‘ใŒ่‡ฃๆฐ‘ใฎใฟ! ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ€ไบบใ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใฎไธ‹ใซๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใŒใ‚ˆใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅ…จ่บซๅ…จ้œŠใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅฎˆใ‚ŠๆŠœใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใใ‚ŒใŒใงใใฌใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ™ใชใ‚ใกใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ในใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใชใ‚ใ†ใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œ........................ใ€่‹ฆๆ‚ถใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ ใŒใ€ๅผฑๅผฑใ—ใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฏ่‡ช็”ฑ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ€ใŸใจใˆ่ฒดๅฅณๆง˜ใŒ็ฅžใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚ใใฎไธ‹ใซใคใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ้ซ˜ๆšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ†ทใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ™ใ”ใ„ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ไธญใƒ‹็—…ใ˜ใฟใŸๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅ–‹ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฃใจๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฟƒใฎ้ป’ๆญดๅฒใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ€ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆไบŒๅบฆใจ่งฃๅ‡ใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅงซใฎใ”ๅŽšๆƒ…ใ‚’็„กใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ„šใ‹ใชใ€ ใŒ่ƒธใฎๅฅฅใงๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„~ใ‚~ใฆ~ใ€่’ธใ—่ฟ”ใ•ใชใ„ใงใฃ! ใจใ€ใใ“ใธๆ…ŒใฆใŸใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎ้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰่ทๅ“กใŒ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใงใ™! ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰2ๆ—ฅใปใฉใฎ่ท้›ขใซใ€ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„่ฆๆจกใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅคง็พคใŒ!!ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใฏใฃใจ็”Ÿๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ™ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใจใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ณใฎๆ–นใฏใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็™ฝ็›ฎๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚(ใใฃใจไปฒ้–“ใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใงๅฟƒๅŠดใŒๆบœใพใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡)ใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€้–‹ใ‘ใฃๆ”พใ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‰ใ‚ขใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใญใˆใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ“ใฎๅœฐใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใจๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€้ซ˜ใฟใฎ่ฆ‹็‰ฉใจใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ใ€ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใƒผใ€ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸใ€‚
For the second time, but with a familiar feeling, the guild length room had a collard guild leader across the reception set and a man wearing a leather armor that looked like an adventurer about years old, sitting first. He was a collard guild chief with a difficult face, but he saw me and deputy guild chief Garte who came into the room and just relieved a little tension. "-Good, now you're all set." You didn't think I needed you this time. I can't see the escort, so it's just the four of us even when it comes to all of them...... what is it? I'm not even trying to play mahjong right now. "Take a seat for now. It's a little bit of a story." The Collard Guild Commander, who took his seat as I said, brewed pot incense tea (like this) in the cup that was dizzily prepared - this kind of attention is unlikely to be possible for Deputy Guild Commander Galte, and I wonder if this is the right material too? - When I put it in front of my seat, I then spread the large piece of paper (unlike the game, paper penetration is so high, parchment paper seems to be a relic of the past) on my desk. The spread paper was like a map of the area around this city. I don't know if the scaling and positioning of the terrain is uneven on top of being considerably simplified, whether the technique of surveying is underdeveloped, or whether this is deliberately done with the one called military confidentiality, around which, well, I don't know if I'm wrong with the major muscles. Most of all, I have "Mapping (Auto Mapping)" of the player's essential skills (I can create a map with a radius of about 0m around where I walked. Some dungeons, etc. are not allowed), and before I came to Ara City (here), I had the area flown gently to Heaven's Landscape (Tendai), so a map almost like GPS has been developed in my head. Nevertheless, I didn't have to bother revealing it in my hand, so I decided to look at the map with interest at first sight. "Let me introduce you first, this adventurer is Franco, a C-rank adventurer belonging to our guild, leader of the adventurer group Astra... no, he was a leader" Franco's face was distracted with regret by the introduction of the guild chief. If you look closely, there are brand new, scratchy scratches all over the armor, and the different colors of the skin on the visible skin and on the area of the face are probably scars that have just been healed by healing magic. "Mr. Franco, this young lady... is currently a princess in a nasty capacity while staying in our city. In case of emergency, we asked to be present." To that introduction, which was not obvious, Franco bowed his head in silence as he looked at me with a frigid, smelly eye. But I didn't see him. I pretended to ignore cancer. 'Cause it's useless to say hello or courtesy to someone who's willing to take it. You could have done nothing but waste. While sighing lightly at our unfriendly atmosphere, Collard Guild Director has turned the spearhead of the story towards me. "By the way, is your daughter aware of the phenomenon of 'runoff'?" I don't know anything but prowl moves. Tilting his neck, the Collard Guild chief continued, expecting it. "Occasionally in this great forest - once every 15 years on average, and sometimes in a few months, it's a mass movement phenomenon of demons." So one point of the map, a long way northeast of the city of Ara, almost at the edge of the map, shows a point covered with a mark indicating a tree. In fact, the angle is about 7 degrees east of this, and the distance is about 30 km closer to this map until it's out of the woods. "Phew, do you know what caused this? "Yeah, roughly. - You have three main reasons. The most common reason is due to lack of food, was there a shortage of food in the woods or, conversely, too many demons overflowing? The second is due to the struggle for power in the woods, where torn forces are banished and attack surrounding villages and so on, well both are U.N. crowds, so if we fight this one in some cohesive numbers, it's on a scale that we can defeat without problems. The third reason is if there's an individual in the woods who heads up the demons. " "Supervisor? I wonder if it's like a field boss." "What the hell? The leader is not a herd unit, but a demon that has evolved enough to hold up the whole forest, or 'King'. The variety varies from time to time, but this guy can't always be a glimmer. He has the strength of a monster. In fact, when I was a young man, "Runaway" (Stampito) was caused by "King" of the Demon Tree (Trent), but the bastard sucked the blood of 100 adventurers at a time with a root stretched from the basement. " I was only a little interested in the words of Deputy Guild Director Garte, who wrinkled between my eyebrows. "Oh, you knocked that down? I didn't take him down well." "Well, it's a wooden monster. The movement of the main unit is cursory, and the fire is weak, and the magic of gunpowder and magician's fire, the spiritual user and so on work together, scrape the roots and chimatima from a distance, and finally, all A-ranks beat the main body and burn it and somehow." "Phew, well, that's the way to go. I thought if you were a field boss, you'd put up a fierce solo fighter or a legendary S-rank adventurer." "Hey you, how many people in the world do you think I would have if I said S-rank?! Just call it in, how much time and money do you think it would take!?" Oh, I'm here, S-rank! I'm a little excited about this. "- But the next time the opponent doesn't have such weaknesses, and it's not troublesome because of its mobility." Collard guild length tongues abominably. Uh, I knew it. From the way this story goes, a new King is born and a Runaway (Stampito) is happening. "About a month ago, a communication from a pioneering village adjacent to the Great Forest began with any interruption." He didn't seem to care much at first because it was originally the border, but the pedestrians who left the neighbouring village also stopped returning, and the story spread to the surrounding village that something was wrong. In time, the surrounding villages will be disconnected, and just as the guild raised its heavy hips to start 'Astra', led by this Franco, who asked three groups of adventurers to do field research. The result is this. All but Franco, wiped out. "... it was hell. Even if I run desperately, my people are caught up in one monster after another, eaten alive and greedy... it's like a miracle I got away..." With Franco's dead eyes, he talks about the situation at the time as potpourri. "The number of monsters is in the thousands, and in a little while it may approach 10,000. At the heart of it was the Great Ghost (Auga) story. Probably the Great King this time." To the supplement of Deputy Guild Director Garte, I had the feeling that it was a literal mess then. I didn't put it in my mouth because I was just careless. I don't know. Come on... "So what do you want me to do? It's not my business to be clear, is it? I was going to leave this city today. To that word, the two great men of the guild cross their gazes in a cozy way. "... would you mind giving us your opinion? What would you do in this situation?" Asked by the chief of the Collard Alliance, I put my fist under my chin and tried to come up with an idea. "Do you want to have a discussion or something? "Don't be silly! There's no way I can talk to a monster!!" Franco exclaimed with his bloody eyes as soon as possible. I don't know. That's all you lead a large group, so I think you have some intelligence, and if the word makes sense, I think the discussion comes first. "You won't be able to. They just look like human bait to me. In fact, in the villages damaged, from the old man to the baby, not even a single piece of bone remains to be eaten up" I shake my head with no deputy guild chief or servant Garte. Uh-huh. Some blood-sucking princesses talk like me, and I don't know if I'm going to give up. Well, let's do a little simulation. Our subordinates (monsters) are going to attack the human city. There comes an envoy flying a white flag. What the hell is that? You're human. Then let's have a taste. ... I'm sorry. I can't discuss it or anything. I can eat it with a taste sensation. "Then in numbers, it's an army for times like this, so why don't you request an army and take it down? "Regardless, we are requesting support from the state, but the military is not an easy way to move from right to left. With the approval of Parliament, troops scattered all over the place will be assembled and it will take at least a few weeks from formation to departure. You won't make it." Wow, meddling. It's a kingdom, so you can move it with a single voice of the king's crane. Even though I'm willing to (do) war from not calling out to the owners of the ramen shop in the mall instead of the legions. "So we're just gonna have to hustle and hold on until that army comes along? "You can't do that either, because this city, as the name of the Free City suggests, is only a city with a wall of sorrow" "Then why don't we just give up and run away with all of us? "- You've been kidding me! How much our people sacrificed to protect this city!!" Vigorously Franco rose with all the momentum he had grabbed, and together with Deputy Guild Chief Garte, who rushed to stop him, he looked me in the eye and breathed, sinking on the couch as if he had slipped straight through his hips. "... are you kidding me? You're kidding me. "Runaway" (Stampito) that happens once every few years, how did you build a pioneering village in such a place? It's like building a house on a cliff that falls regularly or in a flooded river state. - No, if there's a reason I really have to, at least, look around regularly every day and make defensive walls, right? What have you done? No, I guess you had your chest up that you did the best you could. But, you know, those villages have been sacrificed, and it's our turn to do some reconnaissance... and ask the dead villagers, right? Your sacrifice was an alarm for us to know there was imminent danger. What an answer. " I was honestly angry from the bottom of my stomach. I wonder what these guys think of other people's lives. "... you're right, it's all about me being unsure. But as Adventurer Guild Manager in Ara City, I have a duty and responsibility to protect this city. Let me be clear at this point, please help me." He's a collard guild leader who bows his head with a bitter look on his face, but my anger won't subside - or he was completely clean. "So what do I get in return? Gold and silver treasures are enough to rot. I don't even need status. I don't even need the honor you guys appreciate. - So, what can I offer you? "... I'll give it to you if you need one of my necks. Please protect the people who live in this land! Ko, ho, ho!!! I have no idea why I'm angry. How less valuable it is to give a life so easily!! "... is that not private, but a word as a representative of the city of Ara, Adventurer Guild Manager? "Yes." I was ready to nod without hesitation. "'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)'!" In the moment, on my right hand, standing up, a long sword of pitch-black yet half-clear fullness was held - my sword of love, "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". Ignoring the three peeling eyes, Bok pointed his sword tip at the collard guild leader. "Collard, let's name it again. My name is Scarlet Snow. I am the only Lord of Imperial Crimson, a kingdom of demonic light with infinite soil. Did you think one of your little necks would match me? Or do you think it would be nice if you complained about love? I was seen sweetly, too." Lay down the body of 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)', which was geared towards a pale collard. "Pick a good one. Only my subjects will protect me! Then give this city, man, and life under this sword. Then let's defend ourselves with all our spirits. But if you can't do that, then that's who you should point this sword at. I don't know what to do." ".................." Collard, who had a distressed look on his face, shook his neck weakly beside him. "I can't. This city is a free city, and even if you are God, you will not follow it." "Right." The feeling that I was exalting also cooled at once. I mean, I went back to sanity. ... I think we talked about some awfully embarrassing middle-dip sickness dialogue with some momentum, but I'm sure it's because of you, yeah. Let's put it in the Black History folder of our hearts and never thaw it again. "It's foolish to lose the princess's generosity." Tensai leaks a mockery in the back of her chest, but don't steam back! and Alliance officials jumped in with the sound of a panicked knock there. "Ha, my God! About 2 days away from here, a huge group of monsters of incredible size!!" Collard guild chiefs and Galte deputy guild chiefs who get much more vibrant in that word. Franco's... well, he's totally white-eyed (I'm sure he had a lot of hard work with the shock of his buddy dying). Turning off "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)," I turned to the door that was open. "You don't even seem to have time to run. Well, I'd like to see the monsters and adventurers of the land, so I'll make it a sight to behold." Then hey, I waved out of the room.
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ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใฏ่‡ช็”ฑ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใจใ—ใฆๅใ‚’ใฏใ›ใฆใ„ใŸ่ก—ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใŒ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใธๅใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใŸใฎใซใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ไบค้€šใฎไพฟใซใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹ไธไพฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆ—ง็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚ซใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰้ท้ƒฝใ‚’่กŒใ„้ฆ–้ƒฝใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ้€šๅธธใ€้ท้ƒฝใจใชใ‚Œใฐๆ•ฐๅนดใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใฎไฝœๆฅญใจใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ฃพใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบๆŸ„ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฎๅปบ่จญใชใฉใฏ่กŒใ‚ใšใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚่ญฐไผšๆฃŸใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๆต็”จใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๆ”ฟๆฒปๆฉŸ่ƒฝใฎ็งป่ปขใ‚’ไธป็›ฎ็š„ใจใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€้€šๅธธใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„็ŸญๆœŸ้–“ใงใฎ้ท้ƒฝใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ„ใ–ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒๆ‹ ็‚นใจใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–ฐ้ฆ–้ƒฝใธๅ‡ฑๆ—‹(ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใฎๅ‡บ่บซใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใง้ƒฝๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใจใ—ใฆใฏใใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒ้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸ)ใ—ใŸ้š›ใซใ€ไบˆๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็Ž‹ๅฎฎโ€•โ€•่ตคใ„ใƒˆใƒณใ‚ฌใƒชๅฑ‹ๆ นใฎใŠไผฝๅ™บใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใŒไฝใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใŠๅŸŽโ€•โ€•ใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณๅ›ฝไธป(ๅ›ฝใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฅณๅธใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Ž้ญ”็š‡ใ€ใชใฉใจๅ‘ผใถๅ‘ใใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๅฎนๅงฟใ‹็š„ใซใฏใ€Žๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใง้€šใฃใฆใ„ใŸ)ใฎ่‚็…Žใ‚Šใงใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๅปบ้€ ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ณ‡ๆใ€ไบบๆใ€่ฒป็”จใชใฉๅ…จใฆใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใŒ่ฒ ๆ‹…ใ—ใ€ๆญฃๅผใซไธ‹่ณœใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏใใฎๅ ดใงใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ€Œๆ„่ถฃ่ฟ”ใ—ไป•่ฟ”ใ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ......ใ€ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ตๆžœใ€ๅŠๅนดไฝ™ใ‚Šใง่ก—ใฎ่ฆๆจกใ€ไบบๅฃใจใ‚‚ใซใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๆœ€ๅคงใฎ่ก—ใธใจๅค‰่ฒŒใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆฐ‘่ก†ใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅ›ฝใฎๅๅ‰ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใฎๅ›ฝใฎๅ‚˜ไธ‹ใซๅŽใพใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๅฐ้บฆใฎๅ€คๆฎตใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใปใ†ใŒใ‚ˆใปใฉ้‡่ฆไบ‹้ …ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใˆใฐ็พไฝ“ๅˆถใซไธๆบ€ใฏใชใใ€ไบบใ€…ใฏๆ—ฅใ€…ใฎๅนณ็ฉใช็”Ÿๆดปใซ่ฟฝใ‚ใ‚Œๆ—ฅๅธธใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคšๅฐ‘ใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใซๆฏ”ในๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€่ฒดๆ—ใจใ„ใ†่บซๅˆ†ใŒ็„กใใชใฃใŸใ“ใจใ ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใซ็›ดๆŽฅ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅพด็จŽใฎๆ™‚ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€็พๅœจใฏไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅ›ฝใฎๅฎ˜ๅƒšใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅพด็จŽๅฎ˜ใŒใใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’่ณ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€็‰นใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€้€†ใซๅœฐๆ–นใ”ใจใซใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใ ใฃใŸๅพด็จŽ็Ž‡ใŒๅ‡ไธ€ๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€่ฒดๆ—ใฎๅœงๅˆถใซ่‹ฆใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๅœฐๆ–นใซใจใฃใฆใฏๆœ—ๅ ฑไปฅๅค–ใฎไฝ•ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๅค‰ๅŒ–ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใฎ่ฆๆœ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไบบ้–“็คพไผšใซ้ †ๅฟœใ—ใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใซไบบๆจฉใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€่ก—ใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใงๅ€คๆฎตไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฏใชใฉใฉใ„ใฃใŸไปฅๅ‰ใงใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฝ“ๅˆๅฑๆƒงใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆ—ใฎ็‰นๆจฉ้šŽ็ดšๅŒ–ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚‚้€šๅธธใฎๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ๅŒๆง˜ใ€็ด็จŽใฎ็พฉๅ‹™ใ‚„็Šฏ็ฝชใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸ้š›ใฎ็ฝฐๅ‰‡ใ‚’ๅ‘จ็Ÿฅๅพนๅบ•ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎ่ฒดๆ—็คพไผšใซๆฏ”ในใ‚ˆใปใฉๅ…ฌๆญฃใ‹ใคใ€ๅนณ็ญ‰ใ€ๅนณๅ’Œใช็คพไผšใŒๆˆใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ้ฆ–้ƒฝใฎๅคง้€šใ‚Šใซ้ขใ—ใŸๅ…ฌๅœ’ใฎๅธญใฎใฒใจใคใซ่…ฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ก—่กŒใไบบใ€…ใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใชใใ€ใจๆผ ็„ถใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใงใ‚‚ใ€้€š่กŒไบบใซ็ฃไบบใ‚„ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใชใฉใ€่ฅฟ้ƒจๅœฐๅŸŸใงใฏไบœไบบใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบ็จฎใŒๅข—ใˆใฆ(ๅœฐๅŸŸใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏ้ญ”ๆ—ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹)ใ€ใใ‚Œใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ‹ไปฅๅ‰ใฏ้ญ”็‰ฉใจใ—ใฆ่จŽไผใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ—ใ‹่€ƒใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ‚„ใ€ ไธ€ใค็›ฎๅทจไบบ ่บซ่ฟ‘ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ ใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใญ? ็งใŒ่จŠใใŸใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ใ‚ใฏใฏใฏใฏใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎๅผ•็ถ™ใŽใฎใŸใ‚ใซไน…ใ€…ใซ้€ขใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ†ใคใ‚ใช็›ฎใงใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ–ฐใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ่จ“็ทดๆ‰€ใงใฏใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ—ใผใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸโ€•โ€•ใ‚‚่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใซๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใซใฏ2ใค็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ใฒใจใคใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๆ–ฐใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎๅˆๅ›ณใงใ€ๅ‚ใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“(ไปŠๅบฆๅ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฃๅผใซใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ็ง˜ๆ›ธใซใชใฃใŸ)ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸ้‡‘ๅฑž็‰‡โ€•โ€•ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰่จผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๆ–ฐใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซๆ‰‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ—ฉใ„ใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅคงๅฐ†ใŒๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซใชใฃใŸ...ใพใ‚ใ”็ฅๅ„€ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•Dใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏๆ˜‡้€ฒใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚„ใฃใจๅตใฎๆฎปใŒๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€ ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰่จผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒธใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๆ–ฐใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒใฉใ‚“ใจๅฉใใ€ใใฎ็—›ใฟใซใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ„ใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงๆ™ดใ‚Œใฆไธ€ไบบๅ‰ใญใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ฌใƒƒใƒ„ใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใปใ‚“ใจๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใ€‚็งใ‚‚้›ขไปปใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šๆ‡ธๆกˆใŒไธ€ใคใชใใชใ‚Šๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็ฅžๅฆ™ใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€Dใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎ็”จไปถใงใ™ใŒใ€ไพ‹ใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Ž็ด„ๆŸใ€โ€•โ€•ใใฎๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใชใฉใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใŒ้ฎฎใ‚„ใ‹ใซ็”ฆใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™! ไฟบใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆกˆๅ†…ใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใƒปใƒปใƒป!ใ€ ๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใ‚“ใง่จ€ใฃใŸๅฐ่ฉžใซใ€ใชใœใ‹็œผ้กใฎใคใ‚‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€้ง„็›ฎใ‚‚ใจใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใซไธ–้–“่ฉฑใฎใคใ„ใงใงใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅ†ๅบฆใ€ๅคงใใใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใ‚ใ€่กŒใ่กŒใ! ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ้€€ๅฑˆใ ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใจใฎๅ”่ญฐใ‚„ไป–ๅ›ฝใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ใŒๅฑฑ็ฉใฟใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ๆœŸใซใ€ใฉใ“ใซใใ‚“ใชใƒ’ใƒžใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ้ ทใใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใฎๅฅดใฃใฆๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‰ใ„ใจใ‹่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใใฃใจๅคงๅค‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใƒผใ€ใชใฉใจใฎใ‚“ๆฐ—ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€่ก—ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใจใ‹็ฐกๅ˜ใซใงใใญใˆใฎใ‹ใชใƒผใ€ใจ็ถšใ‘ใฆๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ‰ใซไธ€่‘‰ใฎๅฐ็ญ’ใŒๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่ฝใกๅˆใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใจๆ—ฅๆ™‚ใŒๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅญ—ใฏ่ชญใ‚ใพใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€่จ“็ทดๆ‰€ใง็ฟ’ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใฏใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ใ„ใคใซไผšใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹! ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ก”ใŒไธ€็žฌใง่ผใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใ›ใ„ใœใ„้จ’ใŽใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅ็›ฎไธŠใฏใ‚ใใพใงใ€Žไธ€่ˆฌไบบใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ฆณๅ…‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใŒ่ญท่ก›ใจๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฝ™่จˆใชๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ๆ–น้‡ใงใ™ใ€ ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ก”ใง้‡˜ใ‚’ๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ‚ใ„ใพใ„ใช้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒคใƒใ‚คใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใพใŸใงใฃใ‹ใ„ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใƒผใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ้จ’ใใจ่—ชใ‚’ใคใคใๅฝขใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Žใชใซใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’่ฒซใใปใ†ใŒใƒžใ‚ทใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ ผใ‚Šใชใ„่ฟ”ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใญใƒผใชใ€ใจๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆ‚ŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏไฝ™่จˆใชใ“ใจ่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใงใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ—ใฆใ“ใ„!ใ€ ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๆ–ฐใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒใใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅผทใๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€ๆ‰‹็ด™ใซๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸๆ™‚้–“ใจๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใฎ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคๅฅณใฎๅญใฎๅงฟใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹้–“้•ใˆใŸใ‹ใช? ใ‚’็€ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใŒใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฃ้ขใงไธญ่บซใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป้–“้•ใ„ใญใƒผใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใชใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ„ใคใ€ ใใ†็‹ฌใ‚Šใ”ใกใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ„ๆถผใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ใพใชใ„ใญใ€้…ใ‚Œใฆใ€ ้…ใ„ใž!ใจ่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒไบบ้•ใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ่ปฝใๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒƒใƒˆใƒณใฎ็™ฝใ„ใ‚ตใƒžใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซใ€่–„ใ„ๆฐด่‰ฒใฎใƒชใƒœใƒณใ‚’ๅทปใ„ใŸ็™ฝใ„ๅธฝๅญใ‚’ใ‹ใถใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใซไธ€่ผชใ ใ‘่ตคใ„่–”่–‡ใฎ่Šฑใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฆใฃใใ‚Šใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๆดพๆ‰‹ใชใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใงๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ„่กจใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ‚‚ๅข—ใ—ใฆๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใ‹ใค็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใชใใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใซใ€่ƒธใŒ้ซ˜้ณดใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ€ใใฎใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ใ‚ใจใ€Žใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ›ใจไผšใฃใŸๅˆๆ—ฅใฏAใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใงใ€2ๆ—ฅ็›ฎใฏใƒ—ใƒชใƒณใ‚ปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใงๅ…จ็„ถๅˆฅใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๅŒบๅˆฅใŒใคใ„ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่ฉฐใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงๅค‰่ฃ…ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงๅธฝๅญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงไธ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็Ÿญใ„ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใŒใฒใ‚‹ใŒใˆใ‚Šใ€็ดฐใใฆ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„่„šใŒ็›ฎใซ็„ผใใคใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ตคใใชใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไผผๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๆœ€ๅˆ่ชฐใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ ๆ—ฉๅฃใซๆ€ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ๅค‰่ฃ…ใฏๆˆๅŠŸใ‹ใชใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใใฎๅฎนๅงฟใฏใ€้ป™ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’ๆตดใณใ‚‹ใซใฏๅๅˆ†้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ†ใ—ใŸๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅๅฟœใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจ้จ’ใŽใซใชใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใงๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใš็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฐใ•ใใฆ่ฏๅฅขใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใœใ€‚ใฉใ“ใ‹่กŒใใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚......ใชใ‚“ใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘? โ€•โ€•ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆ‹ไบบ็น‹ใŽใงใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆ–นใฏๅฐๅฃฐใ ใฃใŸใฎใง่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ€ช่จใใ†ใซ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก—ใ‚’ๆกˆๅ†…ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ“ใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹้•ใ†ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใง้กใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบใฏใพใŸ......ใฃใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰8ใƒถๆœˆใ‚‚็ตŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใฏไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใฃใฆใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใžใ€‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ้ฃฏ้ฃŸใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใŒไพ้ ผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๅค–ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใจใ‹ใŠๅผๅฝ“ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ€่ฆชๅˆ‡ใ ใ‚ˆใชใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ไธ€็‚นใฎๆ›‡ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ•ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’ใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŒใŸใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็›ดใ™ใ€‚ ้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใŒ้ˆใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใฉใฃใกใ‚‚ใฉใฃใกใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใญใƒผใ‘ใฉใ€่กŒใๅ…ˆใฏใฉใ“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ›ใŒ่กŒใใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚„ใ‚Šใชใƒชใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅฐ‘ใ—่€ƒใˆใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไฟบใฎ่กŒใใคใ‘ใฎๆญฆๅ™จๅฑ‹ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš่„Š้ซ„ๅๅฐ„ใง็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€ๅ›ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆญฆๅ™จใจใ‹่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใ€ๅฅณใฎๅญใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใชใใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใจใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒๅคงใ„ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใ†็ท‹้›ชใชใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ 1ๆ™‚้–“ๅพŒโ€•โ€• ๆ–ฐๅ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’่…ฐใซไธ‹ใ’ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใƒ›ใ‚ฏใƒ›ใ‚ฏ้ก”ใง็ท‹้›ชใ€้€šใ‚Šใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ(ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ ๆ‰‹ใฏ็น‹ใ„ใ ใพใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹)ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช่‰ฏใ„ๅ‰ฃ่ฒทใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใงๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใ‚’่งฆใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆ็›ฎใ‹ใซใชใ‚‹็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ๆ˜‡้€ฒใฎใ”็ฅๅ„€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใจใงใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๅˆฅใซ้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ‰ฃใ ใ—ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๅ‰ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไธ‹ๅ–ใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จ้ƒจใŒๅ…จ้ƒจใ€็งใŒๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใซใ€ใใฃใ‹ใ€ใงใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใชใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ’ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จๅฑ‹ใฎใ‚ชใƒคใ‚ธใ‚‚ใ€ŽใŠๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“่‰ฏใ„็›ฎใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸ้›ๅ†ถๅฑ‹ใฏใพใ ่‹ฅใ„ใ‘ใฉ่…•ใฏใดใ‹ไธ€ใ ใ€ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใŠๅ‰ใฃใฆๅ‡„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅŒใ˜ๅ€คๆฎตใฎๅ‰ฃใฎไธญใงๅ”ฏไธ€+1ใงใ€่€ไน…ๅบฆใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ้Š˜ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ๆฌกใซ่ฒทใ„ๆ›ใˆใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎไฝœ่€…ใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใฎใ‚’ใŠๅ‹งใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใต~~ใ‚“ใ€ใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ ใŒใ€ใตใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ็ฃไบบใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใคใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฎ็žณใŒใ€ ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใปใฉๅคงใใ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚“ใช......้ฆฌ้นฟใช......ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใพใง่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใปใฉๆฟ€ใ—ใๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ€้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฃฐใจๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใจใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ้ฉšใ„ใฆใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅนด้ฝขใฏ20ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใซใ‚„ใซใ‚„็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’็ตถใ‚„ใ•ใชใ„้ป’้ซชใงใ€ๅ‰้ซชใ ใ‘ใŒ้‡‘้ซชใฎใƒกใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸ็‹ผ็ณปใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ฃไบบใฎ่‹ฅ่€…ใ€‚ ๆœ่ฃ…ใฏ็‰นใซ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„้บปใฎไธŠไธ‹ใงใ€็›ฎ็ซ‹ใค็‰นๅพดใจใ„ใˆใฐไธกๆ‰‹่ถณใซๆ‰‹็”ฒใ€่ถณ็”ฒใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ไฝใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็”ทใŒใ€ใพใ•ใซ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใŸ็‹ผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใชใ€็ท‹้›ชใŸใ‚“ใ€ ใใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใซ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ŒใŸๅฃฐใŒๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใธ......?ใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ€Žๅ…„่ฒดใจๆ„‰ๅฟซใชไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใ€ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒžใ‚นใซใ—ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชๅŒๆง˜ใฎ็ˆตไฝไฟๆŒ่€…ใ€
Episode One: Encountering Odd Edges Ara, capital of the Amitian Republic. Originally named as a free city, Amitia changed her name from kingdom to republic, but she made the transition capital from the former king capital of Cardia, where transportation was inconvenient. Normally, it would take several years of work to become a transitional capital, but the will of King Collard, who was an undecorated character, did not carry out the construction of the Royal Palace, etc., but was mainly aimed at the transfer of political functions in the form of a diversion of the city council building, thus making it possible to transition the capital in a short period of time that could not be normal. However, when the various kings triumphed to the new capital where they were based (originally from the city of Ara, which meant that they were highly aware of it as a city citizen), they glanced at the unscheduled royal palace - a castle like the one inhabited by the king of the red tongari roof of the gaga. This was the liver of the Sovereign Nation, the Emperor Imperial Crimson (which in some countries was oriented to call 'demon emperor' or 'demon emperor', etc., but generally went by 'princess' because of its appearance), which was secretly constructed, and was borne by Imperial Crimson for all its materials, personnel, costs, etc., and was officially given to him, it is also said that King Collard, who received it, held his hands together on the spot and grumbled, "Interestingly retributed..." As a result, in less than six months, the city was transformed into Amitia's largest city, both in size and population. For the people, though, whether the king is replaced, whether the name of the country is changed, whether it fits under the umbrella of the Land of Demons or not, it is such an important matter that the price of tomorrow's wheat remains unchanged, and from that point of view there was no dissatisfaction with the current system, and people were being chased to their daily peaceful lives for their daily routine. Somewhat, when it came to the fact that we no longer had the status of nobility compared to before, it was nothing other than good news for the provinces that originally suffered from the repression of nobility because it was neither directly related to their lives, nor, if it were, at the time of taxation, and now instead the tax collectors, who are officials of the state, cover their work, so that no particular change was felt and, conversely, the rate of taxation, which was fragmented from region to region, was uniform. Visible changes have also included the recognition of human rights in demons adapted to human society at the request of Imperial Crimson, a patriarchal country, and hence the sight of goblins negotiating prices there in the city, as well as the orgy and previously unthinkable, but not the privileged classification of the initially feared demons, which, like normal citizens, made a society more just, egalitarian and peaceful than it had been in the previous aristocratic society by being well informed about the obligations to pay taxes and the penalties for committing crimes. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Joey, sitting on one of the park seats facing the capital's boulevard, watching the flow of people going to the city, vaguely thought that this city had changed a lot, too. Even within sight, more races are known in the western region as subhumans, such as beasts and elves to passers-by (some regions are treated like demons), and all they thought about before is crusading as demons, goblins in the Great Forest, oaks in ancient labyrinths (dungeons), and the first giant of the White Dragon Mountains (cyclops) are walking across the city with our faces. Even close by, Mr. Collard, who was the guild chief, somehow became His Majesty the King. "What do you mean? I'd like to ask, hahaha..." Mr. Collard, whom I met a long time ago to succeed the guild chief, had somehow said that with a nodding eye. Dr. Garte, who became the new guild leader - squished a lot at the guild's training center - was also grinning bitterly. "By the way, Joey. I called you here for two reasons. One is this..." On the signal of Galte's new guild chief, Mr. Meer, who had refrained beside him (next time officially becoming secretary to the guild chief from reception), brought a familiar piece of metal - the guild card - and handed it to Galte's new guild chief. "I thought it might be a little early, but our general has become His Majesty the King... well, we're about to celebrate. - D-rank promotion. Now you've finally got the egg shell." Meer applauded with a full grin as the new guild director of Garte slapped Joey's chest more and more as he looked at the guild card he had been given and felt a twitch in the pain. "Congratulations, Mr. Joey. Now it's sunny and alone." Mr. Collard coughed up when he accidentally gasped at the words. "Congratulations, Mr. Joey. I was relieved to lose one proposal when I left." I nod strangely at the word. "- By the way, D-Rank, so this is another matter, remember the example promise? "Promise" - the beauty of the girl, who had never forgotten that moment, came back to life vividly. "Also, of course! I'll show him around! Mr. Collard sighed, holding down his glasses for some reason on the dialogue he had deliberately said. "... well, I told His Majesty about it in public." Sigh loudly again. "'Oh, I'm going! I was just bored,' and I wonder where there's such a hippo at a time when there's a pile of discussions with our country and negotiations with other countries, that one..." "Ha..." Nod appropriately. No, I hear that Hiyuki's guy is better than Mr. Collard, who became king, and I'm sure it's tough, etc., and I think Joey. Then when it did, I went on to wonder if it would be easy to guide the city or something, and Joey was given a leaf envelope before him. "They say it says where and when it meets here. - Can you read the letters? "Oh, yes, I learned it at the training center, so more or less..." This, I mean, can I see him! Joey's face sparkled in an instant. "Great. Now, hold on tight to that one's guidelines so you don't make a scene at best. - Because nominally it's only in the form of 'the common lady tours, the guild adventurer guides her with an escort'. As a country, it's not an extra policy." He was stabbed in the nail with a serious face and Joey nodded with an ambiguous face. "- But is that okay? Isn't that instinctively something bad, though? I checked because I thought, and I got another big sigh of relief. "I don't have a way. If you make a loud noise, it will take the form of a shadow, and even this one, it is better to pierce the attitude of 'I didn't know anything'. So please, Mr. Joey." "Ha." To Joey's unreliable reply, oh, we all realized that he didn't know what this guy meant. "Well, you don't have to think about it, come on and escort me! In the sense of shaking off anxiety, Galte's new guild chief slapped that shoulder hard. So, I'm waiting at the time and place that the letter said, but I don't see that prominent girl. Did I do something wrong? That's how I feel about the back pocket of my trousers - because I wear my favorite light leather armor (light leather armor) today and lower my sword, so this is the only pocket I can use - I take the letter out of it and rarely check the contents. "... you're absolutely right. What are you doing, that guy?" So I went to solitude, and a nostalgic cool voice hung. "- Hey, I'm sorry. Sorry I'm late." It's late! I almost said it, and for a moment I thought they were different, and I looked at his face again to make sure I was sure, and Joey swallowed his breath gently. Scarlet Snow was smiling as she wore a white hat wrapped around a light water-colored ribbon on a white summer dress in cotton, with only one round of red rose flowers there. Joey, who thought it was going to come with his usual flashy dress, was poked at the impression, and he remembered his chest pounding in that outfit, which was also increased and fresh and defenseless. "Oh, you, that... that's not your usual dress." "Exactly, because that outfit stands out. Hey, I said 'the usual', but the first day I met you, it was an A-line dress, and the second day was completely different on the Princess line, and you just didn't make a distinction? ......... Joey, who thought they were both the same thing, was stuck in words. "Fair enough. That's why I tried disguising myself, doesn't it look good on you? So scarlet snow spinning on the spot while holding the hat with one hand. Fluffy, short skirts flickered, thin, bright white legs burned in his eyes, Joey rushed away and turned red, "No, I think you look great. Besides, I didn't know who I was at first." I said what I thought quickly. "Right. Then I guess disguise is a success." Scarlet snow smiling happily. That said, its appearance is too much to get the attention of the surroundings even if it stands silently, and Joey, having just noticed the reaction around them, decided that being here any longer would make a scene, rose out of the chair in a great hurry and took the small, luxurious hand of Scarlet Snow without saying whether or not it was there. "Then it's time to go. You want to go somewhere or something? "No, I'll take care of that area.... Why are you holding my hand? - And with a lover connection." He didn't get it in his ear because the last one was whispering, Joey asked back in surprise. "Hmm? Mr. Meer taught me this is what I do when I show you around the city, but what's the difference? Scarlet snow holding the area around your forehead with the hands of those who are aiming. "That guy again...... so it's been eight months since then and you haven't gotten along with Mr. Meer? "No, that's not true. You're kind enough to have dinner with me, or make me lunch when I'm out on a request, Mr. Meer! Scarlet Snow stares back at Joey, who says it with a refreshing look with no cloudiness at all, what an unspeakable smile after all sorts of emotions mixed in too much. "Meer is too late, or this one is too blunt... I feel both" "I don't know what it is, but you can go anywhere you want, right? "I'll take care of it. Where you want to go." Joey thought a little and replied to the throwing request. "Well, let's make it my destination weapons store." "... you're still alive with a spinal reflex, you." Well, I'm interested in weapons in this world. Normally, I wonder if it's a place to take a girl first...? And it was scarlet snow that I greatly doubt in my heart. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ An hour later... With a new sword down his waist, Joey walked down the street with Scarlet Snow and two with a hock-face (of course his hands still held together). "Are you sure you want me to buy you such a good sword? Joey makes the confirmation several times as he touches the pattern of the sword with the hands of those who are wearing it. "I don't mind. If you think it's a substitute for the celebration of promotion. Besides, it's not a demon sword, it's a normal sword... and I put out more or less the previous sword to retrieve it, so it's not all, I paid for it." Joey is delighted when he says, "Oh, my God, but I'm sorry," to Scarlet Snow, who shrugs his shoulders lightly. "But the armorer's jerk also said, 'You have a good eye, young lady. The blacksmith who hit this guy is still young, but his arm is perfect,' and I knew you were amazing! "Well, that was the only + in the same price sword, and it was durable. Remember, the next time you buy another one, I suggest you buy the author's sword." Huh, nodded Joey, but felt his gaze and twisted his neck. "... hey, that beast man, you know him? Scarlet Snow's eyes, which were followed and looked at the end of his gaze, It was so wide open that there was no more. "... that's... stupid..." Upset so violently that he had never heard of it before, Joey stared at its opponent in surprise with a trembling scarlet snow voice and a gripping hand. Is he around years old, a young beast man with dark hair that doesn't stop laughing slightly, and whose forehead is the only wolf system that seems to contain a blonde mesh? Is the outfit particularly unobtrusive above and below hemp, when it comes to prominent features, armor and toenails on both hands and feet? The man slowly approached me, looking at the face of scarlet snow, precisely like a wolf in front of his prey. "Hey, long time no see, Scarlet Snow Tan." A faint voice leaked out of Scarlet Snow's mouth at the greeting. "- Ah! Brother Maru (Animal), you are here too...? As Gilmouth of the guild "Brothers and Delightful Companions," Scarlet Snow's similar title holder [Beast King Blade Free], the man did not answer the question, but joyfully deepened his grin.
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ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่žใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡......ใ€ ใใ‚ใ‚ใฆ้บๆ†พใชใ“ใจใซใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไบบ้–“ใฎไธญใงใฏใฎ่…ใ‚Œ็ธใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎไบคๅ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใฃใฆ่ปข็”Ÿๅ‰ใ‚‚่ปข็”ŸๅพŒใ‚‚ใƒญใ‚ฏใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใฏๆทฑใ่ฟฝๆฑ‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......? ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใซ่žใใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็‰นใซ็พๅœจใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žใ“ใฃใกใ€ใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‹......ใตใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ๅ•้กŒใŒๅฑฑ็ฉใฟใง็‰นใซ็พ็Šถใฏๆ นๆœฌใ‹ใ‚‰้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใใฆๅ…ƒ้€šใ‚Šใซๆธ…็ฎ—ใ—ใชใใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€้–ขไฟ‚ใฎๆธ…็ฎ—ใ‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใใ†ใ‹...ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ˜†ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใฎๆ…จๅ˜†ใซใ€ใƒใ‚ซใ‚ตๆฐใฏใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใ‚’็ฃจใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผ‘ใ‚ใฆใ€ๅˆ็‚นใŒใ„ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงๆทฑใ€…ใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰้ †ใ€…ใซใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใฎ ใ€Œ่‹ฑ้›„ใ€่‰ฒใ‚’ๅฅฝใ‚€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚ก......ใ€‚ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅจ˜ใ•ใ‚“ๆ–นใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใŸใพใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใ‚“ใช้–ขไฟ‚ใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚็ฝชใช็”ทใ ใœใ€ˆใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใƒปใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚คใƒใƒผใ€‰ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใซใ‹้–“้•ใฃใŸ็†่งฃใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ็ŒซใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ˆŒๅ…ˆใงใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใƒใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใชไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚ŠใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆŠ—่ญฐใ‚’่บฑใ™ใƒใ‚ซใ‚ตๆฐใ€‚ ใจใ€ๅค–้‡Žใง่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใจใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’็›—ใฟ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้…”ใฃๆ‰•ใ„ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใชใฟใซใ€่ชฐใŒใ€ˆใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใƒปใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚คใƒใƒผใ€‰ใฎๆœฌๅ‘ฝใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ......ใ‚ใ!?ใ€ ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆœฌไฝใฎใƒใ‚ซใช่ณชๅ•ใซๆ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใŸใฎใฏใชใœใ‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏ็„ก่จ€ใง้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸๅพŒใ€็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใ„! ใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹ใฏ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใฎๆœฌๅ‘ฝใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰......ใญใˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใƒผใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅฎข่ฆณ็š„ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใญ......ใฏใ‚......ใ€ ๆŒ‡ใ“ใไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚ๅ‰่จ€ใ‚’็ฟปใ™ๆฐ—ใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใกใ‚“ใจๅพŒใงใ‚ทใƒก......ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใŸใปใ†ใŒใ‚ˆใ•ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ˆใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใƒปใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚คใƒใƒผใ€‰ใ ใŒใ€ๅ™‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌ้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไพ้ ผใงใ‚ใกใ“ใก้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใใฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใง่žใ„ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใฏใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๅณใซๆ›ฒใŒใฃใฆไบ”่ป’็›ฎใ ใ€ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฆใฆใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ ใ€ ่ฉฑใŒไธ€ๆฎต่ฝใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใ‚‚็ฉบใฃใฝใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ‘ณใฏ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใ€ๅคขใฎไธญใง้ฃฒใฟ้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงๅพฎๅฆ™ใซใƒœใƒคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใ€‚ ๆจชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚ŒใฐใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚ใปใผๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้ฃฒใฟใใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€็›ฎ็ทšใงๆฌกใฎ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใธ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจไฟƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใธ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅคงใใช่‚‰็ƒใฎใคใ„ใŸๆŽŒใŒๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไปฃ้‡‘ใฏไธ‰็™พใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ‘ใƒผใ ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไปฃ้‡‘ใ‚’่ซ‹ๆฑ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆจช็›ฎใงใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚’่ฆ—ใ†ใจใ€ใตใŸใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€้€š่ฒจๅ˜ไฝใŒ็พๅฎŸใจๅพฎๅฆ™ใซ้•ใ†ใญใ‡......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใƒ„ใ‚ฑใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€่ฆ‹ใฎๅฎขใซใƒ„ใ‚ฑใฏๅŠนใ‹ใญใˆใ€ ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงๅฏŸใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒใ‚ซใ‚ตๆฐใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ้œฒ้ชจใซใžใ‚“ใ–ใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅƒใ„ใฆ่ฟ”ใ™ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็”Ÿๆ†Žใจไบบๆ‰‹ใฏ่ถณใ‚Šใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆๆกˆใ‚‚ใ‘ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใปใ‚ใ‚ใซๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ไปฃ้‡‘ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆธกใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ไบคๆ›ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏ......ใ€ ใ€‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!? ็ตถๅฏพใซๅซŒใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๆๆกˆใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๅณๅบงใซๆ‹’ๅฆใ—ใŸใ€‚็ตๆžœโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Š......ใฆใ‚ใƒผใ‚‰ใ€้ฃŸใ„้€ƒใ’ใ‹!?ใ€ ้‡Ž็”Ÿใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซๅ ใˆใ‚‹็†Šใฎ็ฃไบบใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‰•ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ„ใพใฏๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใฏๆ‰•ใˆใชใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’้ฃŸใ„้€ƒใ’ใฃใฆใคใƒผใ‚“ใ ใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใฃ!!!ใ€ ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฏ็‰ฉๅˆฅใ‚Œใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ธใน! ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก›ๅ…ตใฎ่ฉฐใ‚ๆ‰€ใซ่กŒใใ‹ใ€ไฟบใŒๅŠ›ใšใใงใตใ‚“็ธ›ใฃใฆ่กŒใใ‹ใ€ใตใŸใคใซใฒใจใคใ !!ใ€ ๅ…จ่บซใฎๆฏ›ใ‚’้€†็ซ‹ใฆใ€็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚’ใƒขใƒชใƒขใƒชใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ซใ‚ตๆฐใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€Š ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰•ใ†ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†! ใŸใ‹ใ ใ‹็†Šใฎ็ฃไบบใ”ใจใใŒใ“ใฎ็งใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฅใ‚’ใ‹ใๅ‰ใซใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็ซใซๆฒนใ‚’ๆณจใใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ! ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใฏ็„ก้Šญ้ฃฒ้ฃŸใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅฑ…็›ดใ‚Šๅผท็›—ใชใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚~~ใ‚“ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็ฅ–ๆฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ๅ‹้”ใฎ ๅ†ท้™ใซใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ฏใซ้™ฅใฃใฆๆณฃใๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใ€ŒไธŠ็ญ‰ใ ใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆๆฎบๆฐ—ใ‚’ใŸใŽใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ซใ‚ตๆฐใ€‚ๅฏพๅณ™ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่„ณ่ฃใ‚’ใ€ใ€Žไธ‰ๆฏ›ๅˆฅใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Ž็ตถๅคฉโ—‹ๆŠœๅˆ€็‰™ใ€ใจใ‹ใฎ่ฌŽใฎๅ˜่ชžใŒ้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€่งฆๅณ็™บใฎใใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅซใณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใฃใ€‚่ชฐใ‹่ก›ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใ‚„ใŒใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ—ใŸใƒใ‚ซใ‚ตๆฐใฎๆฐ—ๅ‹ขใŒไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜~~ใฃใ€‚ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚“ใ€ใŸใ‹ใ ใ‹ๆ‘ใฎ้’ไพใ”ใจใใŒๆŸใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๆ•ฐใงใฏใชใ„ใ•ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ‚ชๅฝนใฎๅฐ่ฉžใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€‹ใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’้…’ๅ ดใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใธใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใ™ใฎใจใปใผๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆ‘ใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใง่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใƒ•ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใฎ้จŽๅฃซๅงฟใŒไธ‰ไบบโ€•โ€•่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใฏใพใ‚‹ใฃใใ‚ŠๅŒใ˜ใงๅŒบๅˆฅใฏใคใ‹ใชใ„โ€•โ€•้‡่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใงๅบ—ใฎไธญใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ 30ๅˆ†ๅพŒใ€่“‘่™ซใฟใŸใ„ใซใƒญใƒผใƒ—ใงใ‚ฐใƒซใ‚ฐใƒซๅทปใใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฑˆ่พฑ็š„ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใงๆ‹˜ๆŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใŸใ ใฎ่ก›ๅ…ตใŒ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ“ใƒผใƒ ใจใ‹ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใฟใ‚‡~~ใ‚“ใ€ใจ้ŸณใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ‚ฐใƒซใ‚ฐใƒซๅ›žใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒผใƒ ใŒๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€็›ฎใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใŸใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒŒใƒกใƒŒใƒกใ—ใŸๅผพๅŠ›ใจๆนฟๅบฆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃใงๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€็‹ญใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซไธ‰ไบบๆƒใฃใฆ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๆ‹˜ๆŸใ“ใใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บๅฃใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’็ธ›ใ‚‹็ธ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ฎใƒใ‚ฎใƒใซๅ›บ็ตใณใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ้ญ”่ก“ใง็„ผใใใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€Š ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅคขใฎไธญใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚้™›ไธ‹ใฎๆจฉๅจใ‚‚็ฅž้€šๅŠ›ใ‚‚้€šใ˜ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ่ซฆใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใผใ‚„ใใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใฃใฆใฉใ“ใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ? ๆ™ฎ้€šใชใ‚‰่ก›ๅ…ตใฎ่ฉฐใ‚ๆ‰€ใ‹ใชใซใ‹ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅฝ“็„ถ่ชฐใ‚‚็ญ”ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„......ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏ้™ธ้ฏจใฎ่…นใฎไธญใ•ใ€ ไธๆ„ใซใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ๅ›ž็ญ”ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ“ใ“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใ“ใ€‚ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ๆ–นใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใ•ใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ฟใ‚ซใ‚ฟใจใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒใƒƒใƒˆใŒ้ณดใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸณใจๅฃฐใซๅฐŽใ‹ใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฃฐใฎๅ‡บๆ‰€ใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ ้ชจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใฏใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ๅ–‹ใ‚‹ไบบ้ชจใจใ‹ใ€ๅˆฅใซ็ใ—ใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใงๆ€ใ‚ใšใใ†ใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใœใ‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใซๅŒๆƒ…็š„ใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใญใƒผใ‘ใฉ่ฉฑใŒ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ใงใ€ใ ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใ„่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใฃใกใ“ใกใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ้ชจใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹? ้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใใฆใชใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‰ใใ†ใซ่ฆๆœ›ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹
Outside Adventurers Dream Of Newlyweds "When people ask me if I know you or not, unfortunately, I know you..." Extremely unfortunately, of all the humans in this world, it can be described as the most corrupt. Maybe my friendship isn't a lock before or after reincarnation... yeah, let's not pursue this topic in depth. "Ha...? If you know, why are you asking me something? "I'm asking because I don't know what's going on with Joey over here, especially where he is right now. Don't you know?" "What's 'over here'? "There's a lot going on." "A lot...... Hmm" "Yes, a lot. The problem is piling up, and the current situation is fundamentally wrong. That's why we have to get this far and settle things right." "Right, liquidation of the relationship? I see, well... you know what?" To my sigh-minded indignation, Mr. Baccasa rested his hand polishing the glass and nodded deeply with the face that the point had gone. Then he gradually looks at the threesomes (me and the others) in wedding dresses and looks painfully away. "Heroes, I say I prefer color...... Nevertheless, it wouldn't have happened to your daughters. Surely such a relationship is wrong. You're a sinful man, Great Braver." "... I think I've been misunderstood." Meer frowned, licking Shirley Temple with her tongue tip like a cat. "That's okay, twenty-five years of bartending. I know a lot because I've seen a lot of life, too. You don't have to say anything." Mr. Baccasa protests against Meer with ease. and from a group of drunkards who were intrigued and listening to our conversations in the field, "- Who, by the way, is the destiny of Great Braver? "Ha... ah!? I was the only one who somehow stripped my eyes off the intrigued silly question, and Mr. Meer and Fiore pointed straight at me, as if they had shown each other, after face-to-face silence. "Wait a minute. - Whoa! What, those hands!? "No, 'cause Joey, when I say your destiny... hey? "That's right. This is what happens when you say it objectively...... haha..." Though I put my finger down, neither Mr. Meer nor Fiore seems willing to translate the foreword. We should talk about it later. "So [Great Braver], but rumor has it they're flying around at the request of Adventurer Alliance headquarters. You should hear more about it in the Adventurer Guild. By the way, the Adventurer Alliance building is the fifth house to turn right where you left off." "Hmm, I see. It was helpful. Thanks." "More than anything I can help you with." Just after a paragraph of the story, the glass I was just drinking was also emptied. I also feel like the taste was delicious, but really, I'm afraid I'm subtly bogged down with the feeling that I'm eating and drinking in my dreams. Looking at the side, it looks like Mr. Meer and Fiore drank almost at the same time, prompting us to go to the Adventurer Guild, our next destination with our gaze. "Well, I'll go to the Adventurers Guild." I just got up from the counter chair and a large meatballed palm was offered in front of me. "Oh, the price is three hundred cuppers" ......... ......... They charge me as a matter of course, and when I accidentally peek at Mr. Meer and Fiore on the sidelines, they both get out of sight without saying anything. Either that or the unit of currency is subtly different from reality...... "Er, there's no way..." "It doesn't work on the customers at first sight." Something I guessed in the atmosphere, or Mr. Baccasa's attitude became blatantly annoying. "Working and returning..." "Hate and manpower are enough" Mr. Meer's suggestion is also rejected. "And for now, I'll give you what I have in hand instead of the price, and I'll exchange it later. That doesn't mean..." "The only thing I can hold is my Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye) at best!? I absolutely don't like it! I immediately rejected Fiore's fearful suggestion. Results - "I mean... meh, you're eating away!? Before the wild whilst barking bear beast man, I calmly attempt to discuss. "I didn't say I wouldn't pay. I'm just saying I can't pay for it on this occasion because I don't have it right now." "Eat and run for it - whoa!!! The discussion ended in a farewell. "Choose! Go from yourself to the guard's stuffing or I'll tie you up with my strength, one in two!! Against Mr. Baccasa, who inverts his whole body hair and mollies his muscles, I also take out "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" to be in a combat position. "So I'm telling you I'll pay you later! But there's no way every Bear Beast can beat this me, so you better stop before you embarrass me, okay? "Sire, that's like oiling a fire! So this is not a penniless diet anymore, is it a straight-up robbery? "Wow, I'm sorry, father, mother, grandmother, sister. Because of the influence of bad friends, Phyllia told criminals -!" Fiore, who calmly screams, and Fiore, who is panicking and crying. "Superior -!! Mr. Bakasa is totally motivated and motivated to kill. Mysterious words like "By Mihairs" and "Extinct O Drawer Tooth" pass through the back of my confronting brain. From where, at the time of the one-touch shock, I heard someone screaming. - Shit. Did somebody call a guard? Abominably tongued, Mr. Baccasa's temper drops. "Dear Hiyuki ~ Eh. So, what do we do? "- Well, it's not the number of things, even if it's a bunch of village samurai." "That's a totally villain dialogue." Almost at the same time as reorienting the tip of "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" towards the entrance to the liquor store, three full-plate knights were seen at the entrance to the village - exactly the same in appearance and indistinguishable - and as they entered the store in footsteps that did not seem to be heavy equipment, they pulled out the sword they remained silent. Thirty minutes later, I was restrained in some humiliating outfit of being groped around with a rope like a worm. "... weird. Why would just a guard beam out of his eyes or something? As soon as the beam hit me like a noise, I turned my eyes and lost consciousness. When I realized it, I was trapped in a small room, surrounded by a wall of elasticity and humidity that nudged all sides. Though Mr. Meer and Fiore are not restrained, there is nowhere that seems to be an exit, and the rope that binds me is also solidly tied to the guinea pig, which means they are all giving up and sitting with their knees after trying to use their hands, burn them with Fiore's magic, or cut them in The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye), which was rolling unwrought. "Well, it's in a dream. Doesn't His Majesty's authority or divine power make sense? Blurry as I gave up, Mr. Meer. The gaze is rolling around the corner of the room - and if you look closely, parts of the femur that are ribs all over the place were rolling apart. "And where is this place? Normally, I think it's some kind of guard crawl." I naturally thought no one could answer Fiore's question tilted in the neck...... "This is the belly of a land whale." Unexpectedly there was an answer from somewhere. We look around in a hurry. "- Right here, right here. Ladies' feet." If you look at the sound and voice of Katakata and Castanet, the source of the voice was what Meer was talking about earlier. "... what a bone" "Well, I guess that's the feeling at Your Majesty's." When I commented with unexpected disappointment because it was not uncommon to talk about human bones or anything else, I was somehow seen with a sympathetic eye by Meer. "... uh, I don't know what it is, but it seems to make sense. More importantly. So. Instead of giving a detailed explanation, could you gather my bones that are rolling all over the place, if possible? I don't know, just my neck." What a great way to say a request.
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่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใฎใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใ€ใ“ใ“ๅคง้™ธใ‚’ๅŠๅ‘จใ—ใŸไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใฎๅ—ๅดใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎๆšซๅฎš้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌ้ƒจใงๅถ็„ถๅ†ไผšใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใŸใฎใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซ้€ฃใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅŒใ„ๅนดใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?! ่‹ฅใ„ๅญใซไน—ใ‚Šๆ›ใˆใŸใฎ!? ใใ†ๅ•ใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’่ฆ–็ทšใซไน—ใ›ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจๅฅณใฎๅญใซไบคไบ’ใซ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใชใœใ‹ๆ…ŒใฆใŸๆง˜ๅญใงไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ€้•ใ†ใž! ่ชค่งฃใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใจใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใใฆ! ......่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€‚ๅผ่งฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰่žใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็‚บใซใ‚‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ไฝ•ใŒ้•ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ชค่งฃใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ~ใฃใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใฒใฉใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚ฉ~ใ€ ใจใ€ไบบ่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใŠใฉใŠใฉใ—ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅŠๅˆ†้š ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่ปฝใๆŠ—่ญฐใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ€‚ ......ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅญใ€‚่ƒŒใฏๅคงใ—ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€็‰นๅˆ†ใฎ่‡ชๅทฑไธปๅผตใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ไฝ“ใคใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใชใฎใ‹ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ‹ใซ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Ÿญ่กฃใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใŒใ„ใพใซใ‚‚ใฏใกๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใใ†ใ€‚่ƒŒใฏๅฐใ•ใ„ใใ›ใซ่ƒธใฏใŠใฃใใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒซใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใƒผใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚คใƒžใ‚คใƒๅๅฟœใŒ้ˆใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€่ƒธใ‹ใ€่ƒธใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไฟ—็‰ฉใ‚!! ใจใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚„ใฃใ‹ใฟใŒๅ…ˆใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚......ใ†~ใ‚€ใ€ๅ‹ไบบใจใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใŒใงใใŸใ“ใจใ‚’็ด ็›ดใซ็ฅ็ฆใ™ในใใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ“ใฎๅทจไนณใจใชใ‚‹ใจๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒ็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใŸใพใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉๅ…จ็„ถๆฅฝใ—ใใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็››ใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใช? ใงใ‚‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘2ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๅข—โ€•โ€•ใจใ€ๆ€่€ƒใŒๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นใธ่กŒใใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใ‚’ๅˆถใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‹ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๆค…ๅญใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซๅบงใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅดใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŸใกใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆง‹ๅ›ณใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ...ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅบงใฃใŸใ‚‰? ใšใฃใจไธŠใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใญใ€ ใใ†ไฟƒใ™ใจใ€ใใใใ•ใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๅบงใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ้šฃใซใดใฃใŸใ‚Šไฝ“ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๅบงใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆŒ‘็™บ็š„ใซไธŠ็›ฎ้ฃใ„ใงไธ€็žฌ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใญใ€‚ๅˆๅฏพ้ขใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใซใ‹ๆฐ—ใซ่งฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ‹ใช? ...ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใชใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ่ƒธใ‚’ใ‚ฌใƒณ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใŸใฎใŒใƒžใ‚บใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใช?โ€•โ€•ใชใœใ‹ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ‹ณไธ€ใคๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซ้ž˜ใ”ใจๅค–ใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏไฝ•ๅ›žใ‹ไพ้ ผใง็ต„ใ‚“ใ ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎEใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏๅ†’้™บ่€…ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๅŒๆฅญ่€…ใชใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅคงไบ‹ใชใ“ใจใชใฎใ‹ใ€Žใ ใ‘ใ€ใ‚’2ๅ›ž็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฏใ€ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅผŸๅญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใพใ™ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใงใ™ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅ„€็คผ็š„ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใปใฉใ‘ใฐใ‚ปใƒŸใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่–„ใ„ๆ —่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใƒ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ใƒผใƒซใซใ—ใŸใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฎใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅฅณใฎๅญใฃใฆใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅ‹ไบบใฎ็ท‹้›ชใงใ™ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅธซๅŒ ?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใซใ€Œ...ๅ‹ไบบใ‹...ใ€ใจใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ฌใƒƒใ‚ซใƒชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คโ€•โ€•ๅฟƒใฎๅ‹ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใช? ใฉใ“ใžใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ญๅคงๅฐ†ใฟใŸใ„ใซโ€•โ€•ใธใ€ๆฐดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ้•ใ†้•ใ†ใจ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒใใ‚“ใชๅ‰ใใ†ใซไบบใซๆ•™ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†? ใ“ใฎ้–“ใฏใ€Žไป•ไบ‹ใฏ้Šใณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅคงไบ‹ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†็ซ‹ๆดพใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใŠๅ‰ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใˆใ€ใˆใƒผใจใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใซใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ้–“ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซ่žใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็››ๅคงใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฅใƒผใฎๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ€‚ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใ‚‚ๆกˆๅค–ๅฃใŒ่ปฝใ„ใ‚“ใ ใช......ใ€ ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎไธญใฎๆ ชใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ ใ„็ฉบใฎไธ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๅฝผใซใ€ๅฟƒใฎไธญใง่ฉซใณใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚Œใงๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใปใ‚“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™! ๅธซๅŒ ใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅ‘ฝใฎๆฉไบบใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใฃใฆใ€็ซ‹ๆดพใชๅ†’้™บ่€…ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎๆจ™ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใฏ่ญฒใ‚Œใชใ„็ทšใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใŠใฉใŠใฉใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€่ปขใ—ใฆๅŠ›ๅผทใ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚’็›ฎๆจ™ใซใญใˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉๆฟ€ใ—ใใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚†ใ•ใ‚†ใ•ใจ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซๅ‹•ใใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘ฝใฎๆฉไบบใฃใฆ...ๅ†’้™บ่€…ๅŒๅฃซใงใƒใƒผใƒ ็ต„ใ‚ใฐใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ๅˆใ†ใฎใŒๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŸใพใŸใพใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ไฟบใŒ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใง่ชฐใงใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ—ใŸใžใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ญใƒƒใƒ‘ใƒช่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใฎ็ทŠๆ€ฅๆ™‚ใซใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟทใ„ใชใใงใใ‚‹ไบบใฏใใ†ใใ†ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅŠใ‚Šๆฉ‹ๅŠนๆžœใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฑใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๆ†งใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใŠใฃใฑ...ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๆŠผใ—ใ‹ใ‘ๅผŸๅญใซใชใฃใŸใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎไบ‹ๆƒ…ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘? ๆ—…่กŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ญท่ก›ไพ้ ผใงใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใซๅŒไน—ใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใชใซใ—ใ‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ‹Ÿ้›†่ฆไปถใŒใ€ŽๆณณใŽใŒใงใใ‚‹่€…ใ€ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ•ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ ใจใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆณณใ’ใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใ€็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŒๆตท่พบใฎๆ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๆณณใŽใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใง้ธใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใงใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใชใฎใงใ€ๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚่ฒด้‡ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใŸใ€ ใธใˆใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใช็‰นๆŠ€ใจใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒœใƒผใƒณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใงใ‚‚ๅธฐใ‚Šใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ? ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใฎ่ญท่ก›ใฃใฆใ€ๅพ€ๅพฉใชใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€็‰‡้“ใ ใ‘ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่‡ช่ฒปใงๅธฐใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘? ใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใฃใŸ่ˆนใฎ็›ธๅ ดใฃใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆœ€ๆ‚ช่‡ช่ฒปใงๅธฐใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅธฐใ‚Šใฎใ‚ขใƒ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่‡ชไฟกๆœ‰ใ‚Šใ’ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ†ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใฎๅœฐไธ‹10้šŽใซ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใงใ•ใ€‚ไฟบใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฏใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใฎ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใซ็™ป้Œฒใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธŠๆ‰‹ใ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ“ใ“ใจใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ‚’่กŒใๆฅใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใซใ‚ปใƒผใƒ–ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใธๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ€Žๅธฐ้‚„ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใงใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅ‰ฒใจใƒ›ใ‚คใƒ›ใ‚คๅธฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใ‹ใ€ๆ‰‹่ปฝใซใ‚ปใƒผใƒ–ใƒชใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณๅฏ่ƒฝใชๅ€‹ไบบ็”จใฎใ€Ž่ปข้€็Ÿณใ€ใ‚‚ๆจ™ๆบ–่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใงๅธธใซ่ค‡ๆ•ฐๅ€‹ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏใ‚ชใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ๆ‰ฑใ„ใงใ€ใŸใพใซ้บ่ทกใ‹ใ‚‰่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใฏ็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๅบงๆจ™ใŒใ‚บใƒฌใฆไฝฟ็”จไธ่ƒฝใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅ…ˆใซ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่ก—ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใซใชใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใฉใฎๅ›ฝใงใ‚‚็ฎก็†ใฏๅŽณ้‡ใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ไพ‹ใˆใฐAๅœฐ็‚นใ‹ใ‚‰Bๅœฐ็‚นใธ่ปข็งปใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ€ๅ…ˆใซ่ปข็งปๅ…ˆใฎBๅœฐ็‚นใงใฎๆœฌไบบใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฎ็™ป้Œฒใจ่จฑๅฏใŒๅฟ…่ฆใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ€Aๅœฐ็‚นใง้ซ˜้กใฎไฝฟ็”จๆ–™ใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ„Bๅœฐ็‚นใธ่ปข็งปใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็™ป้ŒฒใŒใชใ„่€…ใ‚„่จฑๅฏใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๆถˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใฏใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใฏ่ปข็งปใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ ดๅˆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏๆ™‚็ฉบใฎ็‹ญ้–“ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€็พไธ–ใซๆˆปใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใƒใ‚คใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใƒปใƒใ‚คใƒชใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใชไป•ๆง˜ใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅ…ˆใซใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใง็™ป้Œฒใฏๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ชฐใ‚‚็ฎก็†ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณๅ†…้ƒจใฎ่ปข็งป้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ใŸใ ใงใชใŠใ‹ใคไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆๅธฐใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆ็ฎ—ๆฎตใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ„ใ„ใ“ใจๅฐฝใใ‚ใฎ่จˆ็”ปใชใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ๅ›ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใจใ‹ใ‚‚ใใฃใŸ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚ŠใŒ้žๅธธใซๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‹ใžใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใฎใใฐใฎๅคไปฃ้บ่ทกใ€‚ใ‚ใใ“ใฎใพใงใฏ้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚่‡จๆ™‚ใฎใƒใƒผใƒ ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใง้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ“ใฎใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใฏๅ‰ใซใƒœใ‚ฏๅคฉ็Ž‹ใจใง็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ๅคง่ฆๆจกใชโ€•โ€•ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”ๆ”น้€ ใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€20ๅฑคใพใงใฏ็ด ไบบใงใ‚‚ๆญปใชใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅๅพŒใฏ10ๅฑคใ”ใจใซ็Ž„ไบบๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใƒ™ใƒ†ใƒฉใƒณๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ไธ€ๆตๅ‘ใ‘ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅ…ทๅˆใซ้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ฝใƒญใ ใจใ€S็ดšๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ ใฃใŸ ใใ“ใ‚’18ๅฑคใพใงใ—ใ‹ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃ็ต„ใ‚“ใงใงใ‚‚่กŒใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ‚‚ใฎใฎ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซใƒ‰็ด ไบบใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใฎ้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใŒใฉใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใ‹ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใ“ใงใฎใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไบŒไบบใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใใชใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใซๆŒ‘ใ‚€ใปใฉ้ฆฌ้นฟใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚‚ใใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ“ใพใง้ฆฌ้นฟใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆกไปถใŒๅˆใ†ใฎใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšไบŒไบบใง่กŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใง่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒใ“ใ“ใงใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใจไผšใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‚ใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ“ใใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ“ใธใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใฏไป•ไบ‹ใฎๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆ......ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงไป•ไบ‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ›ฝใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆ€ช่จใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใคใ‚“ใคใ‚“ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ข–ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใ€ๅฐๅฃฐใง่ณชๅ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใพใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใๅธซๅŒ ใŒๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ...? ่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚็ฃไบบใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ›ฝใฃใฆ...?ใ€ ๅˆฅใซ่ณชๅ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใƒœใ‚ฏใซ็›ดๆŽฅ่จŠใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉไบบ่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจๅฝผๅฅณใฃใฆใ€ๆ™ฎ้€š็งฐไปฃๅ่ฉžใจใ—ใฆใฎๅฝผๅฅณใ ใ‚ˆใญ? ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ€้•ใ†! ๆ—ฉๅˆ็‚นใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ใ€Ž่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ›ฝใ€ใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใฏใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‰ใ„ใ€ใ‚ณใƒผใƒ†ใ‚คใ ใ‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ†ใ‚คใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใฃใฆๆ„ๅ‘ณใง่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใ‚? ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹???ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ ใจๅ…จ็„ถใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆฐดๆˆธ้ป„้–€ใ”ใฃใ“ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆ‚ช่ถฃๅ‘ณใชใฎใงใ€ๆ”พ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅ‹ขใ„ใงใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใŠใฃใฑ...ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ๅฅณใฎๅญใŒใ‚€ใ–ใ‚€ใ–็Š ็‰ฒใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้Žใ”ใ™ใฎใ‚‚ๅฏ่ฆšใ‚ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใญใˆใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ใ€็”ทใŒ 10้šŽใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ๅคšๅˆ†ๆฅฝๅ‹ใ ใ—ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆ‰‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚
Joey, the adventurer who is supposed to be in the capital of the Amitian Republic in the western region, and I met Joey accidentally at the Adventurer Alliance headquarters in Willide, the provisional capital of the Cres Free Alliance, on the south side of the central part of here half way around the continent, but what surprised me more than that was that Joey had taken me and that was about the same age girl. What happened to Mr. Meer?! He switched to a young child!? Looking alternately at Joey and the girl with her gaze at the desire to ask so, Joey waved her hands somehow in a panic. "- No, you're not! Don't get me wrong, it's nothing with this guy!... Let's discuss it" "Well, if you have an excuse, let's hear it." Even for Mr. Meer. And I'm not sure what's different and what's a misunderstanding. "Master, it's terrible that it's nothing." And she protests lightly, even though she's half hidden on Joey's back with a quiet attitude as to whether she's the type to see people. ... but what is it? This kid. Even though he's not much different from me, he's got a certain part of his self-assertion that makes him look fierce. - To be specific, chest (opium). How many cups do you have, that? Are you a wizard or are you wearing a robe, but the chest of the short coat you're wearing underneath is still going to rip off. She has a teasing style where her back is small and her chest is tight. Oh, or something, Mr. Meer. I thought he had a blunt reaction to his opponent, but was it the chest or the chest that caused it? You piece of shit!! And, by accident, the temptation stands first.... uhm, I guess I should honestly congratulate her on what she's done as a friend, but there's something subtly unconvincing about her emotions when they get these big tits. I can't believe I touch mine once in a while, but it's not fun at all. If this is the case, should I have served some more? But only centimeters more recently - and I saw Joey's face, controlling that thought was about to go the day after tomorrow. By the way, Mr. Chloe and the heavenly ones cared or moved to a chair a little further away, so it's a schematic that I'm sitting on the couch of the guild and the Joeys are standing opposite it. "... why don't you just sit down? I'm tired of looking up all the time." When prompted to do so, Joey sat across the street with the sleaze and the girl sat perfectly next to it - something provocatively upward for a moment, but I don't know. I think we've met for the first time. Did you do anything to impress me?... I wonder if that was a bad idea to have been secretly looking at my chest for cancer? - For some reason, Joey rushed away from there about a fist of his body, and in the meantime placed a sword with every sheath removed. "Uh, this guy's just an e-rank adventurer and fiore who's done it a couple of requests. 'Cause I'm just a colleague." Is it important that I repeat 'just' twice, Joey? "... it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Fiore, Master Joey's apprentice" Fiore, who somewhat politely bows his head. By the way, I was the type of girl with a pretty pretty face, twintailed with thin chestnut hair about semi-long. "Nice to meet you, I'm Joey's friend Scarlet Snow. - Master?" I'm kind of disappointed to say "... friend..." to my greeting, Joey - should I have said "friend of heart"? Like this kid general - he frowned that it wasn't the same when he pointed the water at him. "That's just what this guy says on his own. There's no way I can teach people that great, is there? "Really? You said something so splendid in the meantime like, 'Work ain't no play' or 'Take care of your life'" "... did I tell you that? "- Oh, oh... uh, I was saying that to some beginner, and during this time, I asked Chief Galte Guild," Joey flaunted his face when he misled to say so for now. "Was that Hugh's time? Teachers have light doors too..." Sorry, Chief Galte Guild. Take the liberty of lowering the stock in Joey. I apologized in my heart to him, who would be beneath a distant sky. ... or why don't you notice this, really. "It's outrageous! My master is a benefactor of my life. Because my goal is to apprentice my master too and become a fine adventurer! Is this a line you can't give way to, Fiore, who flips and forcefully says it out of a loose tone? Make this your goal. I think you should stop. And I don't mind any of it, but when I pose hard, it moves brilliantly with itching. "A benefactor of life... if we team up among adventurers, it would be natural to help each other. I happen to have done the same thing when I was just nearby." It was a kick-ass Joey, as a matter of course, but no one can get that lost in an actual emergency. But, well, I kind of figured it out. It may be a suspension bridge effect, but I admire Joey for helping me with the danger, and these boobs... are you saying that Fiore has become a pushing apprentice? "I know the general situation, but why are you here? Travel?" "No, I've been aboard a demon-guided sailboat from Amitia on a request for an escort. Anyway, this recruiting requirement is" who can swim. "There wasn't a guy who could really swim if it was Ara, but I, I was chosen because I was born in a village by the sea and I was so good at swimming. - So, he's a wizard, so he's just precious to be here." Well, you had an unexpected stunt and a backbone. "Is that it? But what are we going to do about going home? Is it a round-trip sailboat escort? "No, just one way" Lightly Joey shook his head. "So you're going home at your own expense? Yeah, I don't know what the market for those ships is, but aren't they pretty expensive? "Well, maybe I'm gonna go home at my worst, but I have a little homecoming Ate" Joey laughed confidently. "What athe? "It's a dungeon. Recently, a transfer magic team was found on the th basement of a dungeon near here. My magic pattern is registered to Ara's Transition Magic Team, so I thought if I did well, I'd be able to come and go here and Ara." "Oh, I see." I normally decide to take my savepoint to the air garden, so I can wheel it back from anywhere with my 'return' skills, as well as I always have a few 'transfer stones' for my easily saved and returnable personal use as standard equipment, so I use transfer magic so easily, but in this world it seems to be automated and occasionally enough to find a transfer magic team from the ruins. By the way, the transfer magic formation becomes unusable due to uneven coordinates when moved, so basically it's going to be a pattern of creating a city where the magic formation was first. Naturally, controls are strictly carried out in any country, and when transferring from point A to point B, for example, it is necessary to register and authorize the magic pattern of the person at point B of the destination first. So, we pay a high royalty at point A and transfer it to point B, but naturally, those who do not have registration or whose permits have been revoked cannot be transferred to that location. In some cases, it will be left behind in the confines of time and space, and we won't be able to return to this world, so it's a high-risk high-return specification, but this time Joey has already registered at Ara, so it seems like a math to use the transfer magic team inside the dungeon that nobody manages to just go home for a moment. Seems like an exhaustive plan... "... Joey, have you ever been in a dungeon or anything? I was very concerned about the area, so I checked. "There is, an ancient ruin by Ara. I went down to the eighteenth floor over there. Well, you're on a temporary team." Oh, I knew it, and I held my head inside. The dungeon over there was destroyed by me and the Four Wesen King before, and as a result of a massive - literal demonic modification, even amateurs won't die until the th floor, and after that, it becomes more difficult for every 0 layers, such as for bastards, veterans, and first-rate people. Solo, by the way, even the rare (barely) who were S-class adventurers could not be cleared and retreated at level 58 (70 at the deepest). I could only go there up to 18 layers, and partying together would mean a brilliant de amateur of things when it comes to dungeons. Though I don't know how difficult that discovered dungeon is, it probably won't be possible to clear it between these two. "Well, I'm just not stupid enough to challenge a dungeon that just the two of us suddenly don't know about, so I'm here looking for a party to hang out with," Oh, that's just how stupid you were. "I didn't have the right conditions, so we were just talking about getting to where we could both go for now." Yeah, after all, you're an irresistible fool. "I can't believe that's what I'm seeing here with Hyuki. Hiyuki, why are you here? "I'm in a work meeting." "Heh... you work this far? You're in trouble, too." "Well, it's about my country." Fiore looks surprised by the word. He was pulling Joey's sleeve with a stick and asking questions in a whisper. It sounds like a whole lot of blood sucking princess's hearing. "... Um, Master. Mr. Hiyuki is the one whose master used to put it in his mouth...? I'm not an animal man from what I've seen, but my own country...? If you have any other questions, you should ask me directly, but I wonder how intensely familiar people are. And she's usually a three-person synonym, isn't she? "- Chi, no! Don't make an early point. And by" my country, "I think I meant" my country "because that, Hiyuki, is better than Mr. Collard, is Courtay or Jotay." "... Huh? Really??? Yeah, I don't think I know anything about this explanation, but it's also a bad hobby to do Mido Huangmen here, so I decided to leave it alone. Still, Joey seems to be going into the dungeon with momentum, but boobs in front of him... and, hey, it's not a bad night's sleep to overlook a girl having to sacrifice. First of all, a man is obsolete - even though he's out of business, it's psychological. It's probably an easy win if you're on the 10th floor or so, and it's not a bad idea to help out somewhat.
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ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใญใ€็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—...ใใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€ ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃไธŠใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ ใฎ้›ทๆ’ƒใŒ้™ใ‚ŠๆณจใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฒฉใŒ็ •ใ‘ใ€ๅคงๅœฐใฏ้™ฅๆฒกใ—ใ€ใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒ้ผปใซใคใใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ‰‹ใฏ็ทฉใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹็ทฉใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๅ‰ใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅŽณๅ‘ฝใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใซใ—ใ‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๆœ€ๅผทใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใฎๅผทใฟใฏๅฎŸ้š›ใฎใจใ“ๆตใงใ‚‚ไธฆๅˆ—ๆ€่€ƒใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฟใŸใ„ใซ้€Ÿๅบฆ็‰นๅŒ–ใจใ‹ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฟใŸใ„ใซๆš—ๆฎบ็‰นๅŒ–ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใƒ”ใƒผใ‚ญใƒผใชๅผทใ•ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใซใ™ในใฆใฎใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซไป˜ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚‹้š™ใŒๆฅต็ซฏใซๅฐ‘ใชใใ€ๅผฑ็‚นใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅผฑ็‚นใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ๆˆฆใ†็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ—ใฆใฏไธ€็•ชๅŽ„ไป‹ใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไธ€็žฌใฎๆฒนๆ–ญใŒๅ‘ฝๅ–ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠใกใŠใกใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซๅฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽปใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆใ†ใชใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จๅŠ›ใƒปๆœ€ๅคง็ซๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅŠ›ๆŠผใ—ใง่กŒใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ็Œ›ๆ”ปใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€€้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใŒใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅคงๅคชๅˆ€ใ€Žๆœˆใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ถ…ใƒฌใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ€Ž ใพใฃใŸใ......ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฒนๆ–ญใŒใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž้ขจใ€ใจใ€Ž้›ทใ€ๅฑžๆ€งใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ้›ทๆ’ƒใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ่€ๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎไธŠโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใกใฃใ€ ใ€ใฎไธญๅคฎใซไฝ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹็œผ็ƒใŒๆ”พใคใ€็ŸณๅŒ–ๅ…‰็ทšใฎๅŠนๆžœใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใปใ‚‰ใญใ€็›พใฎ็™–ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ็Ÿ›็›พใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใจใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ ใ™ใใ•ใพใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅคฉๆถฏใซ็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใฎๅ›žๅพฉ้ญ”ๆณ•ใจๆŠตๆŠ—ๅŠ›ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใฎ่ฃœๅŠฉ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅงซใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’็…ฉใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจไธ็”ฒๆ–ใชใ„......ใ€ ใฎๆฒป็™’ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ€‚ไน้‡ใ€ๅ›ใ‚‚ๆฒปใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌๆˆฆ็ทšใซๅพฉๅธฐ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฃใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไน้‡ๆ–นๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฑๆฉŸไธ€้ซชใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅถ็„ถใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†้€”ไธญใงใ‚จใ‚ฆใ‚ฒใƒณใŸใกใซไผšใฃใฆไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’่žใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ตถๅฏพใซ้–“ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไน้‡ใซใฏไธ‡ไธ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็„ก็†ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใงๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผใˆใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅผ•ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฆ‹้€šใ—ใฎ็”˜ใ•ใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฏๅจๅŠ›ๅตๅฏŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ้ซ˜ใ‚’ใใใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ›ใ‚ใฆ่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบใฏ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใ‚’้…็ฝฎใ—ใฆใŠใในใใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ€Œๅงซ!ใ€ใจๅคฉๆถฏใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใŸ8ๅ‰ฃใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ ใช่ปŒ้“ใงใƒœใ‚ฏ็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้˜ฒๅพกใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„! ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใชใ„ใง!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๅ›ž้ฟใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€Ž ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใจใ†ใฃใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€็ฉบไธญใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฆช่ก›้šŠๅง‰ๅฆนโ€•โ€• ใ“ใ‚Œใงๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏ4ๆœฌ! ใใ‚ŒใŒ็ฉบไธญใงใƒ‰ใƒชใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹! ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€4ๆœฌใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็ฉบไธญใงใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจ!?ใ€ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใซใ‚‚ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ†ใ‚‰~~ใฃ!!ใ€ ้™ฝๆฐ—ใชๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใจๅ…ฑใซใ€้ ญใซๅฎๅ† ใ‚’่ขซใฃใŸๅทจใฎ็™ฝ็Œฟโ€•โ€•ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใƒใƒŒใƒžใƒผใƒณใฎ ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใพใฎใฏๅฝผใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ€‚ใพใ ๆ‰‹้–“ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„!? ่…•ใŒ้ˆใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œ้…ๅ‚ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ‹! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆ‰‹ไผใˆ!ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๆ€’ๅทใซใ€ใ€Œใธใ„ใธใ„ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็™ฝๅคœใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’็œ‡ใ‚ใฆใ€ๅœฐไธŠใฎใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ? ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ...ใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅงซใŒใชใ‚“ใจใงใ‚‚ใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹! ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆฒนๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆง˜ใจใ„ใˆใฉใ€ใ‚ใฎๅผท้ญใ•ใฏ็•ฐๅธธใ ใ€‚ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผ4ไบบใŒใŒใ‚Šใงใพใ ๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚‚็”Ÿๅ‘ฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅพฉ่ชฟใ—ใŸไน้‡ใŒ่กๆ’ƒๆณขใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ๅŒใ˜ใๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใ‚‚็ฉบไธญใ‹ใ‚‰่–ๅ…‰ๆ’ƒใ‚’้€ฃๆ‰“ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใจๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎHPใฎ7ๅ‰ฒ่ฟ‘ใ„ๆ•ฐๅ€คใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆไพ‹ใฎ้ป’ๅน•ใŒใ€ๅ…„ไธธใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅผŸๅˆ†ใซๆ–ฝใ—ใŸๅ‡ฆ็ฝฎใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?! ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ไน้‡ใฎๆญป้œŠไบคไฟกใ‚‚้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏ็„กๅŠนใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใงๆ‹˜ๆŸใ‹ใชโ€•โ€•ใจใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ๅ‰ใซๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ๆŠœใใง้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใŒๆณข็Šถๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!!ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใซไธธใ„้›ทใงๅ‡บๆฅใŸๅ††็›คใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ€ใใฎไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใซ็ฉดใŒ้–‹ใใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้’็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใจใชใฃใฆไธ€็›ด็ทšใซใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ—ใ€็›ดๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ็‰ฉ่ณชใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆถˆๆป…โ€•โ€•็ด ็ฒ’ๅญๅดฉๅฃŠใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็‰ฉไฝ“ใงใ‚‚้›ป็ฃๆณขใซๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ“ใฎไธ–ใ‹ใ‚‰็„กใใชใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅคงๆŠ€ใซใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆไป–ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใŒ่ปธ็ทšไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ฟ้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ„ใ„ใ„ใ„ใ„ใฃ!?ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ่บฑใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใŒ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ—ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใ‚ใƒผใฃใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€ ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใซใ€ๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰็…™ใ‚’ๅ™ดใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใจใ€ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นใพใงใ™ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅคงๅœฐใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไธ€็‰‡ใฎ้›ฒใ‚‚ใชใ„็ฉบใŒๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใŽใ‚ŠใŽใ‚Š็›ดๆ’ƒใฏ่บฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚ŠใฎHPใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ“ใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏ้€€ๆ•ฃใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใŒใ™ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹!ใ€ ใพใ•ใซ้€†้ฑ—ใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ๅ†ๅบฆใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŒ ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚ชใƒผใƒใƒผใ‚ญใƒซใงใชใ„ใ‹ใช? ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ€Œๅฑใชใ„ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฃใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎๅซใณใซใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎ็›พ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ€Ž โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒใƒฃใƒผ็ณปใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใƒณใ‚ฐใƒปใ‚ขใƒญใƒผ?! ไผๅ…ตใŒใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใจๆญฏๅ™›ใฟใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใธ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใฎๆณจๆ„ใŒไธ€็žฌ้€ธใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ปข้€็Ÿณใ‚’่ตทๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใŸไปŠๅบฆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใจไป•ไบ‹ใฏๆžœใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใใฎๆจใฆๅฐ่ฉžใซใ€ใฏใฃใจ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’็ชใ็ ดใฃใฆใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใฎ8ๅ‰ฃใŒ็พใ‚Œใ€่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’ใ‚บใ‚ฟใ‚บใ‚ฟใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆถˆใˆใŸใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใจใ€ๅŽŸๅž‹ใ‚’็•™ใ‚ใฆใ„ใชใ„่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใŒใชใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅงซ?ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ปฝใ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธ่กŒใฃใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่กŒๆ–นใ‚’ๆœใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใฎๅพŒๅง‹ๆœซใฏใ€ๅผ•ใ็ถšใไน้‡ใ€ๅ›ใซ้ ผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚‚ใ†่ฅฒๆ’ƒใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ......็™ฝๅคœใ€ๅ›ใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใงใ‡ใ€ไฟบใฃใกใฏ็•™ๅฎˆ็•ชใ‹ใ„ใ€ ไธๆบ€ใ’ใซๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ™็™ฝๅคœใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฃใ€ๅงซใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใ‚ใ‚“ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใใ€่จ€ใฃใฆใญใƒผใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆ็Ÿณ้ ญใ ใญใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ€ ใฉใƒผใ‚‚ใ“ใฏใจใ“ใจใ‚“้ฆฌใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ“ใ“ใงๅˆฅ่กŒๅ‹•ใซใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใŽใ‚…ใฃใจๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใจ็—บใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใๆ‹ณใฏๆกใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•3ๅ‰ฒๆ–นใฏๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใŸใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ€‚ ๅคฉ่“‹ใคใใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใงใ€ไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†่ตทใใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆฌกๆœŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ„ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰12~13ๆญณใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใƒ•ใƒชใƒซใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใฎ็™ฝใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸ็ซฏๆญฃใชๅฎน่ฒŒใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅฎขๅฎคใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณ...!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅจๅ„€ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใฆใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’ใ€ใ€ŒใŠๆฐ—ใซใชใ•ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šๅฏใฆใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใจ้ทนๆšใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€ๆŠผใ—็•™ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚็š‡ๆ—ใฎ่จผใ ใจใ„ใ†่†ใพใงๅฑŠใ้Š€ใฎ้ซชใŒ่ผใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธ‹ใงไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณใฎใ‚ทใƒณใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซใพใจใ‚ใ‚Šใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใ‚‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใใ†ใญใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚ใชใŸใจ้ŠใณใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’้ฃŸในใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใพใŸใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ ใใ“ใธ20ๆญณใ‚’ๅนพใ‚‰ใ‹่ถŠใˆใŸใจๆ€ใ—ใ„ๅนดๆฐๅฅฝใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใจใฏไฝ•ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ–นใฏใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎ็›Ÿไธปใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ›ฝ่ณ“ใจใ—ใฆ้‡ใ™ในใ็ซ‹ๅ ดใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฑใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฏใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๆจชใซใชใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚’่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใฏใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ่€…ใŒใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎ็›Ÿไธปใจใ„ใ†่จผๆ‹ ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่ก€ๅก—ใ‚Œใงๅบญๅœ’ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใชใฉใฉๆ€ชใ—ใ™ใŽใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฎฎๆฎฟใซๅฟใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ๆ›ฒ่€…ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใŒใ‚ˆใปใฉ่พป่ค„ใŒๅˆใ†ใ‹ใจใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏๅฏ็ฌ‘ใ—ใใ†ใซ่ถณๅ…ƒใฎใ‚ทใƒณใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆž•ๅ…ƒใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชไบบๅฝขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚ใ“ใ‚ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซใƒšใƒƒใƒˆใจใŠไบบๅฝขใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฟใณ่พผใ‚€้–“่€…ใŒใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜่’ๅ”็„ก็จฝใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นใฎ่จผ่จ€ใฎใปใ†ใŒ่ชฌๅพ—ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ“ใฎๆ–นใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ™‚ใฎๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใใฎๆ–นใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใชใซใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฏ็ฌ‘ใ—ใใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใชใŠใ‚‚ๆธ‹ใ‚‹ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏๅ‡›ใจๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…Žใซ่ง’ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นใฎ่บซๆŸ„ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝ็š‡ๅฅณใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใƒปใ‚ขใ‚คใƒใ‚ขใ‚นใƒปใƒŸใƒซใƒณใƒปใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใฎๅใซใŠใ„ใฆไฟ่จผใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฎฃ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใชใซใ‹ๅฟ…่ฆใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใƒปใ‚ขใ‚คใƒใ‚ขใ‚นใƒปใƒŸใƒซใƒณใƒปใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซ็š‡ๅฅณใ€‚ ็พ็š‡ๅธใฎๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅฎŸๅญใซใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅฏๆ†ใชๅฎนๅงฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž้ˆด่˜ญใฎ็š‡ๅฅณใ€ใจ่ฌณใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝๆฌกๆœŸ็š‡ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟ่€…ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
"Long time no see, Mr. Scarlet Snow. Cheerful... Guaaaa" Ignoring Lapokusan's mouth, a heavenly thunderbolt is poured. The rocks crumble, the earth sinks, and the ionized air hits my nose, but heavenly life doesn't loosen my attacking hand for a moment. Strict in advance not to loosen it. Anyway, the opponent is the strongest player. And his strengths are not, in fact, nine-knife flow or parallel thinking, speed specialization, like me, or assassination specialization, like Mr. Shadowloon, that kind of peaky strength, but simply where all is well balanced. In short, there are extremely few gaps to penetrate, and there are no weaknesses that seem to be weaknesses. Be the most troublesome type of person to fight. So, Rapo, a lot of opponents are killed by a moment of alarm. If I was chatting, I might get scratched in the sleep in the meantime. So if we're going to fight, we'll have to go with full force and maximum firepower from the start, with force push. To the fierce onslaught of heaven, that left-hand gear had changed from the machete "Moon" to the ultra-rare drop gear "Invincible (Aigis)" at some point, just as I would evacuate from the spot. Totally...... this is why I can't be alarmed. Those are 'wind' and 'thunder' attributes, so they are pretty resistant to lightning strikes all the time. Besides... "Shit." of the tongue-beating heavenly body. There was petrification. It would be the effect of petrified light emitted by the eyeballs located in the middle of "Invincible (Aigis)". - Look, isn't it a good contradiction that shield habits are even aggressive? Immediately, I applied the magic of healing abnormalities and the auxiliary magic of increasing resistance in Heaven. "I'm sorry. How impudent it is to annoy the princess's hand..." "Reflection comes later. Horns on the rabbit, don't rest your hands on the attack now! - When the healing of Kyushu is complete, help me here. IX, you will return to the front as soon as you are cured! "Yes." "Yes, Princess." I kinda saw it, but it looks like Kue is recovering % of the time. It was really a crisis. Coincidentally, if I hadn't met the Eugens on my way to Asmina and asked what was going on, I would have never made it. In the unlikely event of a player raid in Kue, I had told him not to force him to withdraw, but he didn't seem to pull it off after all. This area is caused by the sweetness of my outlook. At first, it was getting high that it would be about power reconnaissance. At least more than one person should have kept the Demon General in place. I just bit my back teeth and said, "Princess!" and a voice hung urging the attention of heaven. Each of the eight swords that skipped Bulapo Kusan's "Outstanding" struck me in random orbit. "I don't need defense! Don't loosen your hands on the attack! I stopped trying to evade heaven, and I set up "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" and tried to intercept him. "" "" Ugh "" " Before that, the SS sisters who were waiting in the air - "Tsubaki", "Hinoki", "Hiragi" and "Hiragi" of the Angel of Kwon (Principality) - slapped down each sword with the holy spear (Spear) in their hands. Now there are four left! That comes this way, spinning like a drill in the air. - Come on! The moment I dropped my hips, the four stopped perfectly in the air at the same time. "What!? Seeing where Pokรฉmon's voice sounded when it flashed, I guess it was unexpected to him, too. "- Ugh!!" Along with cheerful hung voices, a giant three-sided six-armed white monkey wearing a treasure crown on his head - the white night of the thirteenth demon general, Hanuman (Bhayah), kicked one of the remaining swords as he had to jump from above. So now it's his skill "Attack Disabled". "What is it, my heavenly husband? You still got a lot of work to do!? Didn't you lose your arm? "Stay late and say what! Help me now!" To the anger of heaven, "heck" shrugs his neck white night. Then I glance at him and check for lappy cunts on the ground. "Hey? Well... you're Rapok's brother. Can I kill you? "I don't mind. The princess can do anything! Don't be more alarmed than that. Though Master Rapok, that toughness is unusual. Four roundtable members still have half their vitality." At some point, the demodulated Kue emits a shock wave, as well as the Life Capital hitting Holy Light shots from the air, and even more engraving (like this) is imminent, but Lapokushan's HP is only about % less. No matter how much 'Invincible (Aigis)' you are offsetting or snubbing, there certainly cannot be this amount of toughness and HP. Or not nearly 70% of my HP when I fit heavenly and submissive! Isn't this the same treatment your brother Maru applied to his disciple?! Then maybe it's a bad idea. If HP enters the danger zone again, it could blow itself up. If it just disappears without a trace, it can't be completely resuscitated (lizalection). Besides, Kue's Necromancer communication is also invalid for high-level players, so you can't use it. It's like they took him hostage in a way... what do we do? I wonder if they manage to restrain in a critical area of danger (Red Zone) - and the Demon generals wave before giving instructions. "Kaaaa!!!" A disc made of round thunder was born at the mouth of the heavens, and at the same time a hole was drilled in its center, it became a blue and white light and headed towards Lapokusan in a straight line. Ragna Sprite Brace, a special attack and collapse discharge roar of the heavens. Other Demon generals rush to evacuate the axis line in a major move that generates a circular particle accelerator (cyclotron) exceeding three gigabit electron (electron) volts and extinguishes the directly hit substance itself - any object is turned into an electromagnetic wave and eliminated from the world by elementary particle collapse. "- Hey, no!? I tried to be raspy, but at the next moment the bright white light filled my sight and I couldn't keep up with the movement until the end. "... Wow, wow" In my eyes I regained my sight, the figure of Lapokusan spraying smoke from all over his body and the earth completely cut off to the other side of the horizon. And there was a sky with no clouds. Apparently, he was hit hard, but he cut off quite a bit of HP. "- That's just the way it is. Bad minutes then. I will disperse you for today, Mr. Scarlet Snow." I laugh bitterly, Rapunzel. "You think I'll let you get away with it! Exactly with the momentum touching the reverse scale, again, Heavenly Life tries to produce a circular particle accelerator (cyclotron). ... Isn't that just overkill? At that moment, to the cry of the "dangerous, princess" life capital, an arrow flying from nowhere struck directly at that part, guarded reflexively by the shield gear of his left hand, "Iserne Jungfrau", about to fall off his heavenly back to its power. - This is an Archer Skill, Raising Arrow?! There was an ambush, I bit my teeth. Such a moment of deviation from the attention of the demon generals to me, Lapokusan activated the transfer stone. "See you next time. - And you've done your job." On that discarding dialogue, I looked at the transfer device all the way through the ground, and eight swords of Lapokusan appeared, and I just tore the device to pieces. When it disappeared completely, I sighed at Pokusa and the transfer device, which did not fasten the prototype. "... I almost got hit. Totally." "What do you want to do now, Princess? I scratched my head lightly during the Heavenly Query. "In the meantime, as originally planned, I'll go to Asmina and see where Levan is. Can I ask you to keep going, Nine? "... I understand" "Well, I just don't think there will be any more raids... but you stay and be vigilant during the day and night" - Why am I leaving a message? White night pointing its mouth at dissatisfaction. "You're not going to follow the Princess's instructions!? "Ha, you didn't say. You're a real stonehead, sir." Both of these two don't seem to fit horses at all. I knew it would be better to act differently here. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Although there was paralysis when I grabbed my right hand all the time, my fist was shaken without any problems. - I think 30% of them have recovered. On a bed with a canopy, Levan wakes up and sighs. "Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm awake now. That's the next Beast King." A righteous looking girl in a frill-laden white dress who seemed 12-13 years old while doing that came into this room. "This is Princess Oriana...! The girl waves and presses Levan into eagle frying, "Never mind, let her sleep slowly," as she rushes to correct her majesty and fall out of bed. I can see the silver hair shining to my knees that it is a testament to the royal family. At its feet, Singh, the little lion who was resting under the bed, joyfully clung around. "You look good too, Sin. I'd really like to play with you more." That said, feed them the biscuits they took out of their pockets. "Princess, to this place again" A good maid of the year, who I think is some over 20 years old, came into the room after her. "What is this place? This one is the leader of the Free Alliance of Cres. If I were you, I'd be in a position to be a national guest." The scolded maid looked frigid at Levan lying in bed. "... Having said that, there is no evidence that this person is the ally of the Free Alliance of Cres. You were falling into the garden with blood paint. How suspicious. I thought it would be better if they told me you were a crook who snuck into the palace." To the words, the girl laughed at the time when she looked ridiculously at the scarlet snow doll on Sin and Levan's pillow at her feet. "In what world do you take pets and dolls and sneak in? Same absurdity, but still, this testimony is more convincing. Anyway, the person behind this is the rumored princess. Whatever it is, it's not funny." "But..." Still toward the reluctant maid, the girl told Rin. "I declare that I, Oriana Aineas Miln Grawior, Empress of the Grawior Empire, give assurances as to the horns of the rabbits and the nature of this person. Do you need anything more than that? Crown Princess Oriana Eineas Miln Grawior. As the only real son of the present emperor, he was the next heir to the imperial throne of the Grawior Empire, called 'Empress of Suzuran' because of her poor appearance.
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ๅ›ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใจใ€ใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใซใฏใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒงใ‚ฆใŒๅˆใ†ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ”ใใ‚Šใจ็”Ÿๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ไธƒๅค•ใฎ่ƒธใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใซใ‹่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่†ใฎไธŠ......ใ‚’่ปฝใใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ—ใฆ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ€่‚‰ๆ„Ÿ็š„ใชๅคช่‚กใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฏพ้ขใซๅบงใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ็ท‹้›ชไบบๅฝขใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆๅธๅ›ฝใจ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎๅ…ฑ้—˜ใฎไปถใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ›ใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใชใซใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ......? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็งใฎ่ฉฑ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹? ใ‚ใจ็งใ€ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒงใ‚ฆใฏๅซŒใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€่žใ„ใฆใพใ™ใ€‚่–ๅธๅ›ฝใŒๅ‡ถๆšดใชใฎใงใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒงใ‚ฆใŒๅซŒใ„ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถไธŠใฎ็ฉบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€ไฝฟ่€…ๅฝนใ‚’้–“้•ใˆใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆœดๅฟตไปใŒใ“ใ“ใพใง้ญ…ไบ†ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ไธƒๅค•ใŒใƒŠใƒใƒฅใƒฉใƒซใƒœใƒผใƒณใง็”ทใ‚’ๅนปๆƒ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ—ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒญใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉไปฎใซใ‚‚ๆฌกๆœŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใคๆญฆ้“ๅฎถใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ฒพ็ฅžๅŠ›้›ใˆใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพใ ใจใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚่ฉฑใŒ้€ฒใพใชใ„ใฃใฝใ„ใฎใงใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’ๆคœ่จŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใŸใŒใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ—ใฆๅฐ‘ใ—็ท ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ—ใ‹โ€•โ€•ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฃใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅนณๆฐ—ใงใ™! ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ†ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ โ€•โ€•ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใƒคใƒณใƒ‡ใƒฌๅฆนใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ‚“ใ ? ใŒๅ…จๆป…ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ๆ–นใซๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใช? ใพใ‚ใŸใ„ใ—ใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“ๅคงๅฃๅฉใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅคง้™ธๆœ€ๅผทใŒ่žใ„ใฆๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใ–ใพใ‚ใฟใ‚ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใคใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ๅ…ƒๆฅใŒ็ฃไบบใ‚„ไบœไบบใ‚’ๅทฎๅˆฅ(ๆต็Ÿณใซ่ฟ‘ๅนดใฏใใ“ใพใง้Žๆฟ€ใงใฏใชใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€200ๅนดใปใฉๅ‰ใพใงใฏ็„กๅทฎๅˆฅใซๆƒจๆฎบใ—ใฆใใŸ)ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่–ๆ•™ใฎๆœฌๅฎถๆœฌๅ…ƒใŸใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ€‚ ไธๅ€ถๆˆดๅคฉใฎๆ•ตใฎๅคฑๆ…‹ใซๅ–้‡‡ใ‚’ๅซใณใŸใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅฝ“็„ถใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆญฃ็›ด็งใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฝ™ๆ‰€ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใŒ็„กไบ‹ใชใ‚‰ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใฏ็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก่ซ–ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅคœ็›ฎใฎๅˆฉใ‹ใชใ„ไบบ้–“ๆ—ใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚„ๆœฌๅ›ฝใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏๅคœๆˆฆใŒๆœฌ้ ˜ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใชใ‚“ใžโ€•โ€•ใฃใจใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅบงใ‚‹ไบบๅฝขใฎๆœฌไฝ“ใŒๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซ่ก€ๆ—ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๅฎน่ตฆใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ท‹้›ชไบบๅฝขใฏ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ€ใ€ŒใŸใ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ใจไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝๅ›ฝๅขƒๅดใงใฏใ€ๆ’ƒ้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎๆ•ฐใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ…ฌๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†......? 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ใใ‚Œใจๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒๅŒๅธญ!! ใใ‚“ใช้ฆฌ้นฟใช!?!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒๆ„ๅค–ใจใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€้ˆด่˜ญใ‚‚ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€Žใงใใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใฎใ‚ฟใƒฏใ‚ฑใซใฏใŠไผšใ„ใ•ใ›ใŸใใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆทปใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใƒผใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฃใฝใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ™ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏ่–ๆ•™ใฎๆœ€้ซ˜ๆจฉๅŠ›่€…ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ! ๅคฉๆ•ตใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......!?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€็งใฏๅˆฅใซใฉใƒผใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใฉใ†ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‹ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œ......่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€‚้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใญใ€‚ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏๅˆฅๅ•้กŒใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใจใ—ใฆใฏๆฐ—ใŒ้€ฒใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่–ๆ•™ใฎ้€ฃไธญใจ้ฆดใ‚Œๅˆใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚......ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’ๅฐŠ้‡ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซ็งใ‚‚้ฆดใ‚Œๅˆใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŸใ ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็งใฎไบˆๆƒณใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใงใ›ใ„ใœใ„้ซ˜ใใ‚ฆใƒใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒๅฃฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฉใ‚’็€ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ......ใ‚ชใƒฌ้”ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใฎ็‚บใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒ้ชจๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใฎ่ช‡ใ‚Šใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚้˜ปๆญขใ™ในใใ€‚ ใใ†ๅ›บใ„ๆฑบๆ„ใง็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ท‹้›ชใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่€ƒใˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใจไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใชใœใ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใฎใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ๅˆ่€ณใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅงใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดๆ„ๅค–ใชๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ„ๅค–ใชใ“ใจใซใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ใŒ็†ฑ็ƒˆใซๆฑ‚ๅฉšใ—ใฆใญใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ‚‚ๆบ€ๆ›ดใงใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใงใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆๅฆฌใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใŠใ‚ใงใŸใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ็ฃไบบๆ—ใŒไธ€ๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๅŽใซใชใ‚‹ใชใฉใใ†ใใ†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใชใ‚‰ไบบ้–“ๆ€งใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆ‚ชใ„่ฉฑใงใฏใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใง็ฅ็ฆใ™ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ†ใกใซ็ตๅฉšใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏ็ฃไบบๆ—็ทๅ‡บใง็ฅ็ฆใซ่จชใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€่–ๆ•™ใŒใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ›ฝๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ’ค้€€ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใพใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณๆ€งใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅผใฎๅฝขๅผใ‚‚ๅค‰ๅ‰‡็š„ใซใชใ‚‰ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅนธ็ฆใชใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใฏใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็›ฎใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅฝข้ชธๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝขใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๅผใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใชใ€ใจใ‹ๆ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ•ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่–ๆ•™ใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ•ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒคใƒฌใƒคใƒฌใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชไบบๅฝขใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆป…ใณใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ้Ÿœๆ™ฆใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็…งใ‚Œ้š ใ—ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใ‚„ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่กŒใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใซใ€ๆณฃใ็ฌ‘ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใชใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Žๅคง้™ธไธ‰ๅคงๅทจ้ ญไผš่ญฐใ€ๅฝ“ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้€š้Žใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นใพใงๅปถใณใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใช็ซœใจใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŠใƒกใ‚ฏใ‚ธใจใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŠใƒžใ‚ณใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„่‚Œ่‰ฒใฎๆ€ช็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ......?ใ€ ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใŸๅ‘ŸใใŒใ€ๆญปใฎๅคงๅœฐใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ้ ˜็ฉบใซๆบถใ‘ใฆๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚
Willide, provisional capital of the Free Alliance of Cres. There were long lines of merchants (caravans) and group guests heading to various parts of the continent at the "Forwarding Magic Shipping Station" near it. It was originally a town to the extent that hairs grew in fishing villages with a population of about ,, but the expansion of capital functions and the development of ports. And more importantly, the emergence of the only major transferring magic exchange shipping station on the continent allowed the city to stand in the meantime, the shops to connect houses, people to meet for it, and, if they realized it, became the largest city in the Free Alliance of Cres, serving as the capital of both fame and fame. In the reception room of the administrative agency responsible for its administrative functions (albeit a building of about two floors of commerce), Levan, the allied leader (tentative), was welcoming a messenger from Imperial Crimson, the Crimson Empire of the Crimson, his own country's Patriarchate. A luscious beauty who hides her busty breasts in thin silk to the extent of her apologies and puts together a short waistcoat. Ear decorations, necklaces, chest decorations on forehead decorations, two fingers plumply decorated with rings, bracelets, foot rings, all of which were decorated with goldsmiths, making sounds like sharps and clear bells every time they moved. Using all the ears and eyes to attract men and not stop them, the Seven Hazards Star Beast No. became the incarnate New Year's Eve of Apsaras. By the way, Apsaras is a celestial woman who appears in Indian mythology and is also famous for corrupting monks in their beauty during training. So, I sat on the couch in the reception set on her lap. Chibi Scarlet Snow, a beautiful toddler doll who looked like a -year-old at first glance, was wearing a cute arm. "That's what I'm talking about from Suzuran, what do you think? In your opinion." "Uh, did the curry fit the lackey? Swallow the sawdust, and manage to gaze over his knees from around the Chest of the Seventh Eve... Passing lightly through, looking at his fleshly thick thighs, Levan, sitting face-to-face, hammered at the words of the Scarlet Snow doll. "... it's not about curry, it's about the empire and the holy kingdom, what the hell are you talking about...? Or are you listening to me? And me, I hate lucky ones." "Yes, I'm listening. Because the Holy Empire is so fierce, you don't like luck." Naturally it is the sky above. - Uh-huh, I guess I mistook the messenger role. I didn't know this Park Min-Jen would be so fascinated...... Well, the New Year's Eve only deludes a man in natural bourne. I'm a professional. But even if you're the next Beast King, and you're a martial artist who stands on the back of the Cress Free Alliance, you think you should build some more mental strength. Scarlet Snow decided to consider dealing with it because it seemed impossible to talk to anyone if it stayed this way. "There is no other way, but to contact Asmina and have her tighten it up a little -" In a moment, Levan returned to sanity. "Your Majesty. I'm fine! Let's talk serious, let's do that! "Oh, whoa..." - How scared are you of Jandere's sister? "So, back to the story, the Cathedral Crusaders of the Cathedral Crusaders, an example, were wiped out.... No, was it taken in by the other guy? Well, it hasn't changed much." "It's because you're slapping me in the mouth and this is it. The strongest people on the continent can hear you." Levan says it in a tone that just keeps telling me not to. The Eon Holy Kingdom, the main headquarters of the Episcopal Church, which originally discriminates against beasts and subhuman beings (although it has become less radical in recent years to boulders, it has been indiscriminately and tragically slaughtered until about 200 years ago). It would also be natural to say that you would want to cry out for praise for the failure of your uncluttered enemies. "Well, I don't even know how you feel, and to be honest with you, I'm talking about the rest of the country, and I don't care if this one's safe. In fact, we haven't broken Cress' border so far, have we? "Whatever. Unlike the nocturnal humans, we and the people of our country are the main players in the night war. What a vampire - dude. also, I apologize" Remembering that the body of the doll sitting in front of him was a blood-sucking princess, Levan hurriedly stood up and bowed his head. "I don't mind. It's not like I'm blood, I don't care, I don't have to forgive you." The Scarlet Snow doll shrugged her shoulders lightly, adding, "It's just..." "Recently, on the border side of the Grawior Empire, there's been an increase in the number of vampires repelling. That's right. Maybe it's time for food (ningen) in the Principality to get to the bottom. - How's the scale over here? "What do you think...? We basically guide and protect refugees and take care of them, so we're embarrassed to leave front-line combat to everyone in our country." Are you saying this area is an exposition of youth? I can see how distressed I seem to be, teething that I can't stand on the front line and fight. "No, no, that's a very important role, too. We can't do that with our people." In the wake of Scarlet Snow's uptake, "Right. I was also told by Chief Akelon, who is in charge of the front line at the scene. 'The battle is not just an immediate battle. It is only natural for a warrior to work properly without paying attention to his position to win." As Levan told herself, she said so and nodded. "But then... what do you think, Seven Eves? How's the border? Is that more? "Right..." Seventh Eve thinking softly thumbs on thick lips. Since the motion was glossy, Levan distracted him from looking at you too much. Still, husky voices twitch through my ears. "I wonder if the detailed figures and contents will be grasped by the general of the demon and the cloud (even if he is not there), or by Mr. Zhou Jin (Susa), who is flying 'eyes' across the border, but it does feel like he can be attacked frequently when he feels physically." Levan is inspired by the sensation and annoyance of her spine being spoken along with hot exhales to make her 'body feel' and 'attackable' and other compelling words. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... ugh. Feel it. The shadow of a female fox approaching Brother Levan! Around that time, shaking off the stillness around him, a young man (Hannah) was released into the field from the lion's residence. The aim is the closest transfer point. Even the legs of a normal lion family take 4 hours, but with this zero-blown love for my brother-in-law (oh dear), I'll try to run it in 2 hours! "Wait, my brother-in-law! Because my adorable sister-in-law (or sister-in-law) will always get rid of the unwanted bugs!!" โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "- Whoa!? Feeling a fierce chill, Levan turned back. "What's wrong? "No, for some reason I suddenly felt a very cold chill trying to get an ice column in my spine..." A Scarlet Snow doll with a strange face, identified by Levan's excuses. "Well, let's get back to it, but based on what happened around there, Suzuran said he wanted to discuss the future." "I see. Well, naturally, I'm in." Levan twisting her neck in scarlet snow on a strangely unfloating face. "... don't you feel comfortable? "No, I know how important it is, and I don't think it's a problem to let it grow infinitely, but to build on it any more," continued Scarlet Snow with a sigh. "- Blah, blah, I don't want to get involved with you." "Are you that bad with him? "Uh-huh, about each other somehow with simple personal power. I know you can be overwhelming with your overall fighting power as a country, but you're a lot of perverts, so you're not good at it." It's unusual to be so weak, Levan frowns at the thought of the head of this vampire commotion that I haven't seen yet. "So do you refuse this invitation? "Mm-hmm. If it were, it would likely be a battle between a mixed army of empires and holy kingdoms, but if it were, we'd lose, and we'd contribute to enhancing the enemy's power, hey. I guess we should stop it.... or if there are no more living humans within the Principality, it's visible to self-destruct not far away, so I think we should wait thoroughly and wait for them to exhaust. I think it's enough that Suzuran should not think about such fundamentals, but quickly engage me and the Archpope of the Holy Kingdoms to hold the" Three Great Meetings of the Continent "informally." Levan was drained of his temper and was about to pull back in jeopardy. "Archpope of the Holy Kingdom!? And His Majesty the Princess is present!! Such an idiot!?! "That was surprisingly well received, and Suzuran was surprised. And then they said, 'I don't want you to see that tawake if you can...' They all look real." "But they are the supreme power of the Episcopal Church! It's not about natural enemies...!? "Well, I don't think anything else. It's how they get out." "... are you going to be gone? "Ma. Enough to see your face. It's a different question of whether or not to cooperate." "Honestly, as for me, I don't feel comfortable. I can't believe I'm getting used to the ecclesiastical people. ... but I respect the will of Her Majesty the Princess" "Thank you. Nothing. I'm not going to get used to it either. I just want to make sure things are a little bit more likely than I expected. I was wondering if it would be a good idea to be thankful if, at best, we could sell our strength." "Is that... for the safety of us, the Beasts? If for that reason His Majesty the Princess is to be broken, we should stop even with our pride. Confirm with such firm determination. Scarlet Snow thought for a second, "... do you know that King Collard has been dating Chloe lately? For some reason I've heard things that have nothing to do with it. "No, it's my first ear. Are you and King Collard? It's an unexpected combination, to be honest. "Unexpectedly, Collard, you are eagerly proposing. Chloe is less than satisfied, and she is jealous to watch..." "Yeah, but congratulations." That is not the case, such as when the Beastmen will be after a king of a nation. King Collard would have no problem with humanity, and it's not a bad story - on the contrary, he should be blessed at will. "I guess we'll get married soon" "Really? At that time, we will visit the Blessings in the Beast Nation." "Yeah, more than the Episcopal Church is retreating from Amitian territory, and if the other person were to say women of the Beast tribe, the format of the ceremony would have to be anomalous, too." "Wouldn't it be nice, if we were happy with each other" "Right. Well, maybe those two are fine, because there are some eyes around them. I'd like to give you a ceremony, even if it's shape-shaped, or just a shape, or something. I just wanted to face the head of the Episcopal Church for that." That's what I say. Scarlet snow doll shrugging his shoulders with a jerk. "Ma. If that's enough to turn you down, I hope you're just doomed." "Is that so? "That's what it is." I don't know if I'm oblivious, overshadowed, or serious, but I'll do what I can for myself and King Collard. The rest was Levan with a crying look on his face at Scarlet Snow, who said he didn't know. And on the day of the "Three Great Meetings of the Continent". Scarlet snow, which was about to pass over the territory of the Grand Duchy of Youth for the rest of its life (even without clouds) and Zhou Jin (Susa), sees monsters of skin tone that can't even reach the horizon with giant dragons, Namekuji, or Namako. "What, is that...? A grunting whine dissolved and vanished into a space transformed into the earth of death.
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ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใŒใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝๅปบๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ็Ž‹ๅผŸใซใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใŒ่พบๅขƒๅ…ฌใจใ—ใฆๆฒปใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸๅœŸๅœฐใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‚ŠใใŸใ‚ŠใฎใŠๅฎถ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚’็ตŒใฆ200ๅนดใปใฉๅ‰ใซ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ๅ›ฝใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใŠๅฎถ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฎ้š›ใซ่‚ๅฟƒใฎใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠใงใฏ่จ˜้ŒฒใŒๆ•ฃ้€ธใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซใฎ้‡่ฆใชไฝฟๅ‘ฝใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใชใ‚ใกใ€Žใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠใฎ็ง˜ๅฎใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Œใ€‚ๆฑบใ—ใฆไธ–ใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงๅ…ฌๅฎถใซไปฃใ€…ๅŽณๅ‘ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใฎๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„็พฉใซใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‘ฝ้กŒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไปฃใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹ใซใคใ‚Œใ„ใคใ—ใ‹ใใ‚Œใฏๅฝข้ชธๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€ใใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใฆๆญคๅบฆใฎๆ•—ๆˆฆใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ฉณ็ดฐใซไผๆ‰ฟใ‚’็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใ™ใ‚‹ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œ......ใพใŸใ‹ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใจๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใฃใฆ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€้’็™ฝใ„่‚Œใซใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใฎๆœใ‚’็€ใŸไบก่€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช ใŸใกใพใก็ฐใซใชใฃใฆๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹......ใ‚‚ใจใฏๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆ‘ไบบใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†็”ทใฎๅŠใ‚ŠไธŠใฃใŸๅฃ่ง’ใจ็‰™ใŒๆถˆใˆใ€ๅนณๅ‡กใช้ก”ใคใใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ฆ–ใ‚‚ใใฎๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงไฝ•ๅŒน็›ฎใงใ—ใŸใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใŸใ‚ๆฏใงๅฟœใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšใ‚’่ถŠใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰22 ใ€Œ......ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไบบใงใ—ใŸใญใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใง่ฌ็ฝชใ™ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ€Žไธ€ใ€ใจๆ•ฐใˆใŸใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‹ๅผฑใใ†ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ–นใธใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ๅฆ™ใซๅฐใšใ‚‹ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€่ฆ‹ๅขƒใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅซŒใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•่ฆชใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐใˆใฆๅŠฃๅŒ–็ฌฌ4ไธ–ไปฃใฎ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใŠใ„ใ—ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไธปใซๆ€ง็š„ใชๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใค็จ€ไบบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€็„ก่จ€ใงๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€Ž โ€•โ€•ใกใฃใ€‚ใ•ใฆใฏใ“ใฃใกใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ€ๅ–‹ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใซใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใง่ทณใ‚“ใงใŸใชใ€‚ ใฎ้€ฒ่ปใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹้ ƒๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใจใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎ่ฆ–ๅŠ›ใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นโ€•โ€•ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่ช‡ใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅผท้จŽๅฃซๅ›ฃใƒป ใ€Œใ„ใใชใ‚Š่™Žใฎๅญใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€่…ฐใฎ้‡ใ„่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใซใ—ใฆใฏๆ„ๅค–ใงใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใพใ‚้€ฃไธญใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณๅฎฐ็›ธใŒ่ฌŽใฎๅคฑ่ธชใ‚’้‚ใ’ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใ€ๅธๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใฎๆจฉๅจใŒๅณ่‚ฉไธ‹ใŒใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใงๆœฌๆฐ—ๅบฆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ่ตทๆญปๅ›ž็”Ÿใ‚’่จˆใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใชใฎใ‹ใช? ้ ญใฎๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใŸๅฎฐ็›ธๆดพใŒๅทปใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฎ็‚บใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใซๆณฃใใคใ„ใŸใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅนพใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ๆดพๅ…ตใŒๆ—ฉใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‚ไธๅฏฉใŒใฃใฆใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใพใ™ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฎๅคฑ่ธชใ‚‚้€ฃไธญใฎใ‚ทใƒŠใƒชใ‚ชใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ้กŽใฎไธ‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใš่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰้™ฐ่ฌ€่ซ–่€…ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„? ๆœ‰ๅŠ›ใชๅ”ๅŠ›่€…ใ‚’ไบกใ่€…ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎไธŠใ€ไธ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’ไธธใ”ใจๆป…ใผใ—ใฆๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ‚’ใ“ใจใ”ใจใๅธ่ก€้ฌผใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๆจฉๅจใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใƒ‡ใƒกใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใŒๅคงใใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏ้ˆด่˜ญใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„่ฆ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใ ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฟ…้€Ÿใชๆดพๅ…ตใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณโ€•โ€•ๅ‹…ๅ‘ฝใงใ‚‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ€ใพใฃใŸใ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใฎใงใฏ?ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ฆ‹่งฃใ€‚......ใพใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใŒ่‡ชๅทฑๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่ฃใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใŸใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€็พๆฎต้šŽใงใฏใƒ‘ใ‚บใƒซใฎใƒ”ใƒผใ‚นใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใญใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใ€Žใ‚ใฎ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ใ‚ˆใปใฉๅซŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆๅธๅ›ฝ่ปใฏๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ่ญฆๅ‚™ใจ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่ฃœ็ตฆใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆ‹…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚ใ„ใกใŠใ†ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นๅดๅ›ฝๅขƒใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใซใ“ใฃใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠ้™ฐใงไฝ™่จˆใชๅ‡บ่ฒปใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใฃใฆ้ˆด่˜ญใŒ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นๅดใงใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณไปฅไธ‹่™Žไบบๆ—ๆ—้•ทใ€Ž่ฑช่…•ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใŒ้™ฃ้ ญๆŒ‡ๆฎใ‚’ๅŸทใฃใฆใ€ๆ•ฐๅƒไบบ่ฆๆจกใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใŒๅฑ•้–‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไป–ใ€ ใŒใ„ใใ‚‰็ฒพๅผทใ ใจใฏใ„ใˆๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็”Ÿ่บซใฎไบบ้–“ใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ่ฆ‹็ฉใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ•ฐๅไธ‡่ฆๆจกใ€‚ใใฎไธŠใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใธใฎไพตๆ”ปใจใชใ‚‹ใจ่ฃœ็ตฆ็ทšใŒใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅปถใณใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€่ธใฟๆญขใพใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹? 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ใใ‚ŒใŒ้ญ”็ฅžใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบ่จผใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฐๅฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ใ„ใพใ ๅฅๅœจใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใใ“ใ„ใ‚‰ใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ๅง‹็ฅ–ใ‹......ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไปฎใซใ‚‚ใ€Ž้ญ”็ฅžใ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฅž็ฅ–ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฅž็ฅ–......ใ‚ใฎๅฐๅจ˜ใจๅŒ้กžใ‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใช......ใ€ ใชใซใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎใŠ่ฉฑใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใซๆฝœใ‚€็‹‚ๆฐ—ใจ่‡ชๆšด่‡ชๆฃ„ใฎ้Ÿฟใใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใฎๅฐๅจ˜ใฏๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฎ็ฅž็ฅ–ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็ฅžใซใ‚‚ๅŒนๆ•ตใ™ใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ‚†ใˆ็พ็ŠถใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใงใฏ่จŽใกๆžœใŸใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ใจใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐ่ฉฑใฏๅ˜็ด”ใ ใ€‚ๅŒใ˜็ฅž็ฅ–ใ‚’ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใซๅŠ ใˆใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ็ใ—ใใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใง็‹ผ็‹ฝใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใ‚’ๅˆถใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๆˆฆๅŠ›ใซๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไปฎใซใ‚‚้ญ”็ฅžใจใ‹่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฐๅฐใ‚’่งฃใ„ใŸใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๅŠ›ใงใ€้€†ใซๆ”ฏ้…ไธ‹ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้–ขใฎๅฑฑใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅฆ™ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใ ใชใ€‚ไป–ใซใ‚‚ใชใซใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎๆ€–ใ•ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฏๅŒใ˜ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆฅๆ ผใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใๆ€ใ„ๆญขใพใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใ‹ใซๅผทๅคงใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ่ก€่‚‰ใ‚’ไพ›ใˆใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„้•ทๅนดใฎๅฐๅฐใง็›ธๅฝ“ใซ่กฐๅผฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆƒณๅƒใซ้›ฃใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซใฏๅฐๅฐใฎ้ญ”ๅ…ทใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ้Š€่‰ฒใฎๅๅญ—ๆžถใ‚’ๆŽŒไธญใง่ปขใŒใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€†ใซๅ„‚ใŒๆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฐๅฐใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆใฏใฟใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ้ญ”็ฅžใŒๅผฑไฝ“ใงๅคฑๆœ›ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ตๆžœใ ใชใ€‚ๅฐๅฐใ‚’่งฃใ„ใŸไธŠใงใ€ไฝฟใ„็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ๅ†ๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒไธ็ขบๅฎš่ฆ็ด ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ๅฐ‘ใ—้†’ใ‚ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฎใซ่ฒดๆง˜ใฎ่จ€ใ†ใจใŠใ‚Š้ญ”็ฅžใŒๅˆถๅพกใงใใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ”พ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นๆ–น้ขใซ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ™ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใ€‚่‡ชๅ›ฝ้ ˜ใงๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใฎๅคง็”˜ใฎๅฐๅจ˜ใฏไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ†ใชใ‚Œใฐๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏๅ‚่ฆณใ—ใ€ๅŒๆ–นใฎๆถˆ่€—ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฆใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚......็†ๆƒณใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅ…ฑๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŒๆœ›ใพใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ‚Œใฏ่™ซใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใŒๆ–ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงไป‹ๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚ŒใฐๆœŸใ›ใšใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใฎๅŠดๅŠ›ใงๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆˆๆžœใŒๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ๅ†ท็„ถใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใก่–„ใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใชใŒใ‚‰่žใๆตใ™ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใŠใฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ นใซๆŒใกใ™ใŽใฆๆทฑใ้™ใ‹ใซๅฃŠใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใˆใ‚‰ใ„ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใชใใ€‚ ๅฐๅฐใฎ็Ÿณๆฃบใซ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€้ก”ใชใ˜ใฟใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชไปฅๅค–ใงๅ”ฏไธ€่ถ…ใƒฌใ‚ข็จฎๆ—ใ€Žๅธ่ก€้ฌผ(็ฅž็ฅ–)ใ€ใจใชใฃใŸ็”ทใฎใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใจใฏๅˆฅใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใงใชใซใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„่จ€ๅ‹•ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏๅฏ†ใ‹ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚
The Grand Duchy of Youth was originally the land ruled as Lord Borderline by a man who was the King's brother of the Founding King of Kensruna, and became an independent state about years ago after the onset of home disturbances. Records were scattered at the heart of Kensruna during that home commotion, but this country had one important mission. That is, 'Protect the treasures of Kensruna. Never let the world out'. It was a proposition that has been rigorously ordained by the Grand Duke for generations, both in a sense related to the existential significance of the Grand Duchy of Youth, but only as the generations went by was it morphed, in addition to which it was entirely closed to its history, with the actual power of the relatives of the bystanders, who had only been informed of it in fragments, instead of the immediate relatives (Valdem), who inherited it in more detail in this defeat. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "... again" He appears broken on the ground, slashing the neck of a deceased junior vampire (Lesser Vampire) wearing blue-white skin and stabbing him in the heart just in case. It happens to be ashes and collapses... the hung corners and fangs of the man, who would have originally been just a villager, disappeared, and his neck, which was rolling at the same time as he returned to his mediocre face, followed him. "How many were you with this? I also responded with a sigh to the enquiry of a tired face rare person (barely) who could tell over the mask. "Twenty-two () eyes after crossing the border." "... excuse me. They were people too." I'm a rare man who apologizes behind his back, but I can also understand that he does want to count as' one or two '. Lower vampires (Lesser Vampires) are totally unreasonable, and they just act on their blood-sucking desires. Still, it's strangely small to come all the way to me that I seem weak... in a way, I don't like it any more than I don't have any prospects. "- Count it from your parents. Degraded. About the fourth generation of your great-grandchildren? If you look at the older grandchildren (nd generation), you'll know they're the best." "No, no, the princess looks delicious enough. Mainly in a sexual sense." Towards the rare man standing behind me, I turned around and waved the 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)' in silent hands - but I am spared. - Shit. Now you were jumping backstep first as you talked, anticipating our reaction. "... isn't it time for the Cathedral Crusaders to begin their march?" From this place, you can't just or can't see vampire eyesight, but across the horizon - a rare man with his right palm above his eyes, as he looks at the 5,000 masquerades of Cathedral Crusaders, the proudest and most powerful knighthood and diocesan crusader of the Eon Holy Kingdom. "It was surprising for a heavily waisted holy kingdom to suddenly roll out the tiger child. Well, even if they do, since Prime Minister Warren's mysterious disappearance, his authority within the Empire has fallen on his right shoulder. I guess I'm going to show some seriousness here and measure the regeneration of death..." "What do you think? It seems certain that the lost prime minister cried to the Holy King's kingdom because of the rewind, but whatever it is, the march was too early, as if it had been prepared, because Oriana was suspicious." "Hmm. It's certainly too good a time. - Is Warren's disappearance a scenario for them, too? A rare man twisting his neck with his hand under his chin. I laugh unintentionally. "How long have you been a conspiracy theorist? Turn a powerful collaborator into a deceased, and on top of that, destroy a whole country and turn all its people into vampires. It's just too much of a downside to show our authority on that. Ma, Suzuran was in agreement around here, but I just don't think it's entirely irrelevant that this quick march of the Holy King would be difficult if it weren't for the top-down from the Archpope - his life? That's her view.... well, someone must have turned their hand around in the back because that idiot can't make a self determination, but the truth is, you also said there were too few pieces of the puzzle at this stage" By the way, 'that abalone' means, needless to say, the Archpope of the Holy Kingdom of Aeon. They hate you so much. "I see. And as such, did the Imperial Army share the border security and the supply of the Holy King? "Sounds like. Suzuran had his head in mind that he was sending personnel from here to monitor the Kress side of the border, but thanks to the extra expenses." By the way, on the Kress side, Levan or less, Tiger Clan Chief "Haughty Arms" Akelon is in command, with thousands of troops deployed, as well as all the Seven Hazards Star Beasts (Shikikotsu) and the guerrilla troops from the Crimson Empire. It is accompanied by the clouds of General Thirteen Demons No. 2 (even without them) and dozens of angels from their covert units and the Kingsguard (just as there is no gap between all the frontiers crawling out of the ants, this is the result of the emphasis on manoeuvrability and communication networks so that the bulk line can be maintained because it is physically impossible). "Are you okay? No matter how powerful the Cathedral Crusaders are, the Cathedral Crusaders are living people. The opponent is hundreds of thousands of sizes, even if quoted less. Besides, I think the supply line extends considerably when it comes to invading another country, can you stop? Besides, the other guy is a vampire with a night assault. Whatever you think, I feel like it's going to collapse over a long period of time...? "Aren't you willing to make it a long fight? If there's more vampire opponents in the formula, kill one of the big books and you'll be wiped out automatically. I suppose you're willing to attack the enemy's main battalion with a single blow away and just kill the Admiral." "I see... so they know where the noise (party) organizers are? "I don't know if you know or know." "- Hmm. If that's the case, I think it's more and more certain that the Cathedral Crusaders will launch a siege in a mixed army between the Empire and us, not alone." I'm guessing if they fail, they're going to make a fool of themselves by putting in battle in the future. The rare man becomes even more fed up with his face. Well, well, the other guy's a vampire. Because if you do poorly, the continent's premier elite troops could even be pawned by enemies just like that. "Suzuran took the time to interview the Holy Kingdoms (there and there.), but, as expected, it didn't seem to be an island response that would attach," I don't need the help of the demon kingdoms or those who grant them. " We both shrug our shoulders in the answer as expected. "From the people's point of view, is this country full of vampires the same as ours?" "I guess. - Well, maybe it's a mistake." Whimpering, I touch my own fangs stretched intentionally. "No, I don't think so, but how are you doing with your meal? "Ha, ha, that's how I'm determined to find the right person in the city and ask for someone overnight. So far, the success rate is almost 100%." "... yeah. I hope you're moggy for now, but don't even think about giving blood and making a family by mistake." "Well, if you look at this tragedy, I'm not going to make a family member out of it lightly. ... oh, as far as I'm concerned, I want to have a family with the princess." In a moment, I waved "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" one after the other for a fairly serious steeple aim, but I was criticized. "Hey, hey, princess. This won't go out of style! "You're seriously resisting the perverts against you, so it's natural! Chasing a rare man who fled in a hurry, he ran in that direction, intending to take a look at the rundown of the rumored Cathedral Crusaders. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Approximately a month before the tragedy of this Grand Duchy of Youth, the beginning of the story was taking place in the hotel's lavish VIP room in Farbler, the capital of the former Kensruna country. "... that you're a vampire? Is that who the demon god is?" "I don't have any certainty, but I think it's likely. I guess it's not one of those monsters there that stays sealed, too, that they're still alive. Original ancestor... No, no, it could be the god ancestor because it's called" demon god "." "Divine ancestors... are you like that little girl? Then I might be able to use it..." What did you come up with, Warren sounds like he pushed and killed God's Blood (Echo), which is on the table with a faint (crude) eye. "- Um, what are you talking about? Feeling the sound of madness and self-inflicted self-abandonment lurking in that voice, Shadowloon asked in horror. "It's settled. You will judge that the Little Daughter of Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, is the divine ancestor of the Blood Sucking Princess and cannot be defeated by the forces of the status quo because she is also comparable to God. Then the story is simple. Wouldn't it just be better to add the same divine ancestors to your power?" "Hey, hey, wait a minute! Rarely, Shadow Lang controls Warren in a genuinely wolfish way. "When you say you add to the power of war, your opponent is a hell of an opponent who is said to be a demon god or something. Unsealed but at the end, with overwhelming power, it is the mountain of Sekiya that will be placed under control on the contrary! "... that's oddly desperate. Is there anything else you know? "No, no, what I know is vampire scare. Because that's different in some ways as the same player. Anyway, stop thinking." "Hmm. No matter how mighty, the intrusion would be a flesh-supplied being. Not to mention it's not hard to imagine being considerably debilitated by years of sealing. Plus, there's a sealed magic device here." Roll the silver cross in your hand. "On the contrary, what Non fears is the result of the weakness and disappointment of the key demons, although he has tried to unseal them. Having unsealed it, all you have to do is re-seal it if it is useless. No, it's better to get rid of the uncertainty." Warren shrugged with a slight wake-up call. "Assuming you're right, if the demon gods are out of control, you just have to leave them alone or direct them to the Cress side. That sweet little girl would come out if she could be rammed in her own territory. Then we'll just have to bypass and wait for both sides to wear out.... desirable co-falls if ideal, but that would just be too good a bug. If one of you intervenes where you've been killed, you'll get the biggest results with the least amount of effort." Shadow Lang listens to Warren laughing callously and thinly, holding his inner head. Apparently, this old man, the lady, had too much in his roots to break deeply and quietly. - I'm having a hard time. He would be sleeping in a sealed sarcophagus, a familiar player - Shadowloon secretly sighed, remembering the words and actions of the only man besides Scarlet Snow who had become the ultra-rare race 'Vampire (Divine Ancestor)' who did not know what he was thinking in a different direction from himself.
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่’ผ็ฅžใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰็”ŸใˆใŸๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใจใ€ๅŠใฐๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅทฑใฎไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆ่–„ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใฒใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€‚ๆต็Ÿณใฏ็ท‹้›ชใ ใช......ใใ†ใ€ๆœชๆฅใฏ็›ด็ทšใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‹ใซ็ขบ็Ž‡ใŒ้ซ˜ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจๆœช็ขบๅฎšใฎไบ‹่ฑกใงใ‚ใ‚Š......ใŠๅ‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœ›ใ‚“ใ ๆœชๆฅใ‚’ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซใงใใŸใ€‚้ŽๅŽปใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎไฟบใจใฏ้•ใ†......่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€ ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใจๅฃ่ชฟใงใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ ใŒใ€ใพใ ใพใ  ่’ผ็ฅžใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใพใพๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใจใ€ไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใชใฃใŸใพใพ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใง็„ก้€ ไฝœใซใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆ‰‹ๆ”พใ—ใŸๆ„›ๅ‰ฃใ€Ž ้–“ไธ€้ซชใ€้ก”ใฎ่„‡ใ‚’้€š้Žใ—ใŸใ€Ž ใ€ใŒใ€ๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ็กฌใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅคฉไบ•ใธ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใฟใฎ่พบใ‚Šใซๅผทใ„่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๅธใปใฉใฎ้–“ๅˆˆใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใจใฏ้€†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ–ใจ่ฟฝใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆ้š™ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๅ˜่ชฟใซใ—ใฆ่ช˜ใ„่พผใฟใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆๅๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ใจๅŒใ˜ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€่’ผ็ฅžใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใใ‚ŒใฏๅŒใ˜ใ“ใจใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚ˆใŒใ—ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ€Ž ใ€Œ็”˜ใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใ‚’ๅˆบใ›ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใงๆ‰‹ๅฟƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ€ ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‚’่ฒซ้€šใ•ใ›ใŸใพใพใ€ๅˆ€่บซใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๅบŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๅ‡บใ—ใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใฎๅˆ€่บซใ‚’้ทฒๆŽดใฟใ—ใฆใ€ๆŽŒใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใšใ€ใใฎใพใพๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซ็œŸๆจชโ€•โ€•่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใธใจใ€ไธ€ๆฏใซๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใปใผ่ƒธใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใงๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ—ใ€่‡ช็”ฑใซใชใฃใŸๆ‰‹ใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใงใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใไธ€ๆ™‚ใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใŒๆฒปใพใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅ‚ทใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚ใฉใชใๆตๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹่ก€ๆฝฎใŒๅบŠใซใ“ใผใ‚Œใ€้ป’ใฎใƒญใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‚’ๅฑฅใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’็œŸ็ด…ใซๆŸ“ใ‚ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฏใฏใฏใฃ! ใพใฃใŸใ......ๆ‰‹้–“ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€ ้€”็ซฏใ€็€•ๆญปใฎ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ่ก€ใจๅ“„็ฌ‘ใŒๆผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎไธญใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ๆ„ŸใŒๅ†ใณ้ซ˜ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใง่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ€ใ„ใพใ ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใพใพใฎ่’ผ็ฅžใŒ็›ฎใง่ฟฝใ„้ง†ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ปฝใ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใ‚ใ€‚ไฟบใฎๅ‘ฝ่„ˆใฏๆ–ญใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใ ใ€ๅพ“ๅฎนใจๆป…ใณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฟโ€•โ€•ไปŠๆ›ดใ€ๅ†ๆˆฆใชใฉๆŒ‘ใพใ‚“ใ€ ใปใฃใจ่‚ฉใฎๅŠ›ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฏๆฌกใฎไธ€่จ€ใงๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคšๅฐ‘ไธๅฎ‰ใช้ขใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใพใ‚ๅ…Žใซ่ง’ใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€Ž็ฅžๆฎบใ—ใ€ใ‚’ๆˆใ—้‚ใ’ใŸใ€ๅคใ„็ฅžใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใ่‹ฅใ„็ฅžใŒๆˆใ‚Šไปฃใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ€Ž้‡‘ๆž็ฏ‡ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใŠ้ฆดๆŸ“ใฟใฎ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ!? ็ฅžใซๆˆใ‚Šไปฃใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฎๆœ›ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใŠๆ–ญใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆ!!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฏๅฎ‰ใ‚‰ใ„ใ โ€•โ€•ใ„ใฃใ็›ธๅฅฝใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ€‚ๅ…ˆใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€Žใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ•ใชใ„้™ใ‚Š้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ใจใ€็ถญๆŒใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅฑ…ใชใใชใ‚Œใฐไฟบใฎไธ–็•ŒใฏๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅœฐ็ƒไธ–็•Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ€‹ใ€…ไบบใฎใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใŒ้ซ˜ใๆ„่ญ˜ใƒป็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใฎ่ฆณๆธฌใงไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅฎš็พฉใ—ใ€็ฅžไธๅœจใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚็ขบๅ›บใŸใ‚‹ๆณ•ๅ‰‡ใ‚’็ฏ‰ใ„ใฆๆบใ‚‹ใŽใŒใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ–็•Œใจ้•ใ„ใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅนผใ่„†ๅผฑใชใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใฏใ€Ž็ฅžใ€ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ๅ…ˆไปฃใฎ็ฅžโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€้ญ”็Ž‹ใงใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใณๅใฏใฉใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใŒโ€•โ€•ใŒๆ–ƒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชๅ‹•ใงๆ–ƒใ—ใŸๅ‹‡่€…ใŒใ€ใใฎๅบงใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใŒใญใฐใ€ไธ–็•Œใฏๆ—ฉๆ™ฉๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใชใซใใฎใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆญปใ‚“ใ ่ฆชใฎ่Žซๅคงใชๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็†ไธๅฐฝใชๅฑ•้–‹ใฏ?! ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณใ‚ปใƒซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใŠๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใซๅฑ…ใฆใ€่ฉฐใ‚“ใงใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใƒผใซใ‹ใ—ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ๆŠ•ใ’ใฃๆ”พใ—ๆ„Ÿใฏ!! ใ€Žใ“ใฎๅ ดใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฆใฃใใ‚Šใ“ใฎใƒกใƒณใ‚ฟใƒซใจใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฟใŸใ„ใช็ฉบ้–“ใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Žไธ–็•Œใ€ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฉๆฌบใ โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!! ใ€Œๆฐธใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ไธกๆ–ญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใง็›ธๅฝ“่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใฏใšใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่’ผ็ฅžใฏ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆไธ–็•Œๆง‹็ฏ‰ใฎใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใซ็ต„ใฟ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใฏๆญปใฌใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅ‡บๆฅใšใ€ใพใŸใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใซใจใฃใฆใฏ็คพไผšใ‚„็”Ÿๆ…‹ใ€ไพกๅ€ค่ฆณใฎๅคšๆง˜ๆ€งใฎ่ฆณๆธฌใจใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใฎๅŽ้›†ใ“ใใŒ้‡่ฆใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็ทๆ‹ฌใ—ใŸใ€Žไธ–็•Œใ€ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใซใ“ใ้–ขๅฟƒใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅ€‹ใ€…ไบบใฎ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใชใฉ่จˆไธŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใจใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Ž ใ€ใฎๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใ•ใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€ใ€Žไธ–็•Œใ€ใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ‘ฝ้กŒใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅ€‹ไบบใฎ้ƒฝๅˆใงๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใฎ่บซๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ•ใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€ใฉใฃใกใ‚‚ใฉใฃใกใจๆ€ใˆใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ป™ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใฉใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฃใฆไฝ•่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡? ่’ผ็ฅžใŒไฝœใฃใŸ่ค‡่ฃฝใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ†(ใพใ‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆœฌ็‰ฉใ ใจไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝ่€…ใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ)ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€่ชฐใ‹ใฎๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใชไฝœ็‚บใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใญใˆใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๅนฒๆธ‰ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎๅ‹•็‰ฉใŒ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—็ฃใฎ็‰นๅพดใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไบบ้กžใซ้…ทไผผใ—ใŸ็จฎๆ—ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚€ใชใไฟบใฏไบบ้–“ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆ้†œใ„ไบ‰ใ„ใจ็„ก็ธใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไป–็จฎๆ—ใจ็ซถๅˆใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๆ‰‹ๅŽšใไฟ่ญทใ—ใ€ๆƒœใ—ใฟใชใ„ๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆๅฟ…ใšใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใปใฉใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏๅ •่ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹็„กๆฐ—ๅŠ›ใจใชใฃใฆ่กฐ้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ่’ผ็ฅžใฏๅคงใใใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใจ่ฆ็ฏ„ใ‚„้“ๅพณใ‚’ๅฎ—ๆ•™ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใงๆตธ้€ใ•ใ›ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๆ•ฐๅ€คใจใ—ใฆใ€Žใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใ€ใ‚’่จญๅฎšใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸๆ™‚้–“ใฎ็ตŒ้Žใจๅ…ฑใซๅ€‹ไบบใƒปๆฐ‘ๆ—้–“ใฎๅทฎๅˆฅใ‚’ๅŠฉ้•ทใ™ใ‚‹ๆธฉๅบŠใธใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ“ใ‚Œใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ไป•ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸ......ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ ใ€‚ใใฎๅ ดใ—ใฎใŽใฎๅฏพๅ‡ฆ็™‚ๆณ•ใซใ—ใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏๅฟ…ใšๅ •่ฝใ—ใ€็›ธไบ‰ใ†ใ€‚ไฝ•ๅบฆๅฃŠใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‹......ใพใ‚‹ใง็ ‚ๆ™‚่จˆใ‚’ๆฏŽๅบฆๅผ•ใฃ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใฌๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€็†ๆƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็›ฎ็š„ใฏ่ฆ‹ๅคฑใ„ใ€ๆƒฐๆ€งใงๆ—ฅใ€…ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆญปใซใŸใใฆใ‚‚ไฟบใจ่จ€ใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจใฏไธ–็•Œใฎใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใซ็ต„ใฟ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ไธๅฏๅˆ†ใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‰ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€Ž็ฅžๆฎบใ—ใ€ใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฟบใฏ่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹......ใ ใŒใ€่„†ๅผฑใชใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ใ—ใŸ่€…ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏใ€ใปใผใ‚ผใƒญใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใŸ! 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่‡ชๅทฑๅฎŒ็ตใงๅ…จ้ƒจๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎ!? ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ไบบใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆไฟกใ˜ใชใ„ใฎ!! ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใญใ‡ใ€็š†ใŒ็š†ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่ƒŒไธ€ๆฏ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€็‹ญใ„ไธ–็•Œใซๅฑžใ—ใฆใ€ใชใซๆบ€่ถณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘!? ใชใซใŒใ€Žใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใฎไธๅนธใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ ! ็ŸฅใฃใŸๅฃใ‚’ใใ„ใฆ! ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใพใšใ€ไป–ไบบไปปใ›ใซใ—ใฆ......ๆ€–ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’ใคใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ๆœ€ๆœŸใฏๆญปใซ้€ƒใ’? ใใ‚Œใ‚‚้ขๅ€’ไบ‹ใฏไบบใซไปปใ›ใฆ!ใ€ ใ€ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’็ฏใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพ็Šถๆณใซๆตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใŠใกใŠใกๆญปใญใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใญ! ๆญปใฌใชใ‚“ใฆ่จฑใ•ใชใ„โ€•โ€•ๅ›ใซใฏ็”Ÿใใฆๅ„Ÿใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚Šๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใšๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆœฌๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸๅฝผใฎ้ก”ใŒใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ€่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใ€็…ฉๆ‚ถ......ใจๆฌกใ€…ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซ่ซฆใ‚ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใปใฉ้›ฃใ—ใ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฎ่ฉฑใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ็งใŒ่‚ฉไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ชใƒณใƒŠใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใƒŠใ‚ทใงใญใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’ๅฝผใซๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚พใƒ–ใƒƒใจใ„ใ†้ˆใ„้ŸณใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไฝ“ๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใใฆใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็Œ›็ƒˆใช็†ฑใ•ใ‚’ไธ‹่…น้ƒจ่พบใ‚Šใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใˆ......?ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅŠใฐๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‚ทๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ดฐใ„็”ทใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ่›‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไผธใณใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงLv99ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ€Ž ใ€ŒใŒโ€•โ€•ใฏใ‚ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒƒใจ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Œ›็ƒˆใช็—›ใฟใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง้‡ใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ–ใƒณ!ใจใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงใ‚ดใƒŸใงใ‚‚ๆŽƒใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่…•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€่ปฝใ€…ใจๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒใ€่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็ŸณๆŸฑใซๅฉใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใšใ‚‹ใšใ‚‹ใจ่ก€ใฎ่ทกใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅบŠใธใจ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ......ใ......ใ†ใ€ ใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆธ›ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆ‰‹้–“ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆบ€ใ‚ฟใƒณ็Šถๆ…‹ใซๆˆปใ—ใ€้ขจ็ฉดใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŠ่…นใฎๅ‚ทใ‚‚ๆถˆใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸ(ใพใ‚ใ€็ฉดใฎ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€Ž ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่กๆ’ƒใงใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่‚‰ไฝ“ใฎๆฎปใ‚’็ ดใฃใฆใ€็™ฝใ„ๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅทฆๅณไธกๆ‰‹ใซๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใŸโ€•โ€•ใŒใ€ใƒกใ‚ญใƒกใ‚ญใจๅ‚ทๅฃใ‚’ไธŠไธ‹ใซ่ป‹ใพใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ˜†่™ซใŒ่„ฑ็šฎใ™ใ‚‹ใŒๅฆ‚ใใ€ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œ็›ฎใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅบƒใ’ใ€็ญ‹่‚‰็นŠ็ถญใ‚„่ก€็ฎกใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎใ‚ฐใƒญใƒ†ใ‚นใ‚ฏใ•ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใ™ใงใซๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใชใ„(ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹?)ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆŠœใ‘ๆฎปใ‚’็ ดใ‚Šๆจใฆใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ็”ทใŒไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็”ทใฏใ€้’ใ„้•ท้ซชใ‚’ไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจๅ—คใ„ไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใ‚‚ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€่ปฝใ‚„ใ‹ใชไป•่‰ใงๅบŠใฎไธŠใธใจ่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ20ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใฎ้’ๅนดใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบ็จฎใฏไธๆ˜Žใ€‚่บซ้•ทใฏ185ใ‚ปใƒณใƒๅ‰ๅพŒใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็ญ‰่บซใฏ้ซ˜ใใฆๆ‰‹่ถณใŒ้•ทใ„ใ€็„ก้ง„ใช็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚„ใพใ—ใฆ่ด…่‚‰ใชใฉไธ€ๅˆ‡ใชใ„้‡Ž็”Ÿๅ‹•็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ—ใƒญใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็žณใฏๆตทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่’ผใงใ€ๅฝซใ‚Šใฎๆทฑใ„้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฏไธญๆ€ง็š„ใงใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ็”ทๆ€งใฎ้€žใ—ใ•ใจๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅ„ชใ—ใ•ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็”ทใฎๆšดๅŠ›ๆ€งใจๅฅณใฎๆฎ‹้…ทใ•ใŒๆททๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใ„็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ‡บๆฅๆใชใ„ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใŠ้™ฐใงใ€ใ“ใฎไฟบใŒ่กจใซๅ‡บใชใ„ใจใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใจใฏใ€ ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ(ใพใ€ๅฎŸ้š›้ญ”ๆณ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉ)ใ€็”ทใฎๆŽŒใฎไธŠใซใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้š…ใซ1ๅ€‹ใ ใ‘ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็„ก่‰ฒ้€ๆ˜Žใฎใ€Žๅ‘ฝ็ ใ€ใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใ€‚ไฟบใŒๅฑ…ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใ€ใ“ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚’ๅพฉๆดปใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไบŒ้‡ๅญ˜ๅœจใฎ็Ÿ›็›พใ‚’็”Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใฏๅพกๅ…ใ“ใ†ใ‚€ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ ๆ„ๅ‘ณไธๆ˜Žใชๆˆฏ่จ€ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใธๅ‘ใ‘ ใƒ‘ใ‚ญใƒณ!ใจ่ปฝใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€็”ทใฎๆ‰‹ใฎไธญใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅ‘ฝ็ ใŒ็ฒ‰็ •ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉโ€•โ€• ใ€ŒๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„?! ใชใ‚“ใง?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‘ฝ็ ใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅญ˜ๅœจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒๆถˆใˆๅŽปใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ ๆ‰‹ใฎไธญใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸๅ‘ฝ็ ใฎๆฎ‹้ชธใ‚’ใ€ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฎไธŠใซๆŠ•ใ’ๆจใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็”ทใฏ่ปฝใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘ฝ็ ใฃใฆ......ใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใฃใฆ......?ใ€ ็–‘ๅ•ใŒๅคšใ™ใŽใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็”ทใฏใ‚ตใƒกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ–ใฃใŸๆญฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆๅ—คใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅดใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠๅ‰โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ€Žใ‚จใ‚ฟใƒผใƒŠใƒซใƒปใƒ›ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚พใƒณใƒปใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ€ใฎใ€Ž็ท‹้›ชใ€ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆŠœใ‘ๆฎปใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ๅฅดใฏไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€Ž็ฉบ่™šใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ•ใซใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎใ€Ž้€ๆ˜Žใฎๅ‘ฝ็ ใ€ใ“ใใŒๅฅด่‡ช่บซใฎๅ‘ฝ็ ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ•ใ€ ่ถณๅ…ƒใซ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸ้บไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€ๅ“„็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆ”พใค่ฌŽใฎ็”ทใ€‚ ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฎฃ่จ€้€šใ‚ŠๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ„ใฎใ‚’ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ซฆใ‚ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใฎ็Ÿ›ๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฌŽใฎ็”ทใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ›ใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ„่ชฐใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซ้’ๅนดใฏใƒ‹ใƒžใƒ‹ใƒž็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใฉใ‘ใŸ่ชฟๅญใง่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใฆใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ‡ใƒ–ใฎใ€Žไธญใฎไบบใ€ใฃใฆๅฅดใ ใ€‚ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ ใŒใ€ใƒใ‚ธใƒกใƒžใ‚ทใƒ†ใจ่จ€ใ†ในใใ‹ใช็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“? ไฟบใŒ่’ผ็ฅžใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž ใใ†ๅคงไปฐใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹่‡ช็งฐใƒป็œŸใฎ่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ็ฅžใ€…ใ—ใใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚็ด ใฃ่ฃธใฎใพใพใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‚ใชใ่ฆ‹ใ›ใณใ‚‰ใ‹ใ™ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡!? ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ไธ€ๆฏไธ€ๆฏใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚
The Ethereal God laughed thinly, confirming the tip of his sword, which grew from his chest, and his torso, which was half-separated. "... have you turned your destiny upside down? The boulders are scarlet snow...... yes, the future is not a straight line. It's an undetermined event no matter how probable... you've got the future you want. Not like me just looking back... brilliant" Said so with a gentle expression and tone, his hand pressed into the divine sword (Amadeus) stopped for a moment. "- But it's still warm." When Aoshi grinned and grabbed what was falling on the floor, he threw it unconstitutionally with one hand, skewered. It was the love sword I let go, The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye). With an instant hair, "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" passed by the side of his face, making a clear, hard noise and poking him into the ceiling. At that moment, I was struck by a strong impact around my temples, and my consciousness was pruned for about two breaths. The opposite is true. He deliberately pretended to be pushed to create a gap, monotonously luring the movement, and using his opponent's weapon to fight back. Same as my hand. Yes, if your opponent's weapon can be used, that's the same thing for the Ethereal God. He used my Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye) to show me this, and he beat me up with his bare hands when I got upset and cluttered up. "Sweet. This is what happens because I'm going to try to add a touch of hand somewhere, something that I just need to stab a todome with" With his chest pierced, he grabs his body and pulls it out of the floor, and the risen Ethereal God tries to pull out his sword with even more strength. "Don't make me! Ignoring the pain and shouting, Bob eagled at the body of the divine sword (Amadeus) about to be pulled out, and pushed it straight into his breath - feeling the response to amputate the heart of the Ethereal God - as he left it at his disposal, even if his palms were cut and blood flowing. I let go of my hand from the body of the Divine Sword (Amadeus), which split the body of the Ethereal God almost in the chest area and the feeling of my free hand finally cured my temporal state of excitement. Made a tall sound and the divine sword (Amadeus) fell to the floor. Blood tides spilled from the wounds of the Ethereal God to the floor, dyeing my feet in black loafers in crimson red. "Kuhaha! Totally... that's what got me into trouble." As soon as possible, the spitting and laughter leaks from the mouth of the dying Ethereal God. In that spare voice, the sense of vigilance in me increased again. I gently leaked a bitter smile as the Ethereal God, still standing, chased me away with his eyes, distancing me in the backstep. "Don't worry. My life was cut off. My defeat, only accepting obedience and doom - and now I won't try again." My shoulder was relieved, but my relief blew away with the next word. "There are some aspects of anxiety, but, well, the horn, you accomplished the 'god killing', killing the old god and replacing the stronger and younger god, a rite of passage (initiative) familiar with the 'golden branch verse', but now you have to take the seat where I was... congratulations or should I say sadness... well, I'll leave the rest to you" "Hey, what do you mean!? I don't want to replace God or anything like that, and I refuse!!" Panicking and stuffing, the Ethereal God is at ease - he answered disgruntled. "Even if they say so, yeah. I told you earlier, 'You can't get away with this unless you shoot me for keeping this place.' And my world will collapse if no one to sustain it. Unlike the finished world, where individual karma values are high and conscious and unconscious observations define the world, where, even in the absence of God, there is no shaking by building firm laws, this world, still young and fragile, needs' God '. For this reason, if the gods of the earlier generations - well, either the demon king or the caller - are executed, the brave man who automatically executed them will inherit his throne. If you inherit it, the world will collapse sooner or later. " What's that, that irrational development that suddenly carries the enormous debts of dead parents?! Besides, like canceling, the scared brothers are in the back and it feels like a throw away from being stuffed or whatever!! Because when I say 'this place', I just thought I was referring exactly to spaces like this mental and time room, 'the world' itself is a scam - whoa!!! "It was forever..." It should be pretty painful with my heart amputated, but the Ethereal God continued with a laugh in the air. "My personal desire to revive the" Ayase "or" Hiyuki "individuals was not fulfilled because of the realization that I could not die and that observing the diversity of society, ecology, and values and collecting data were important for the system, and that it was the" world "itself that summed it up that was of interest, and that it did not account for the lives of individuals," Safer Yeziler "incorporated into the world-building system." Either I should blame the arrogance of the Book of Formation, Safel Yeziller, or I blamed the selfishness of the Ethereal God for trying to bring a dead human being back to life on his own for personal convenience, ignoring the proposition of creating a "world," I listened in silence. Still, I don't know, but who am I here? I don't know if it's a replication made by the Ethereal God (well, there's a possibility of a fake person believing he's real), but being here feels like someone's obvious manipulation. "I couldn't just be alone forever more than I existed as an entity, though... Well, for about ,0 years in subjective time, I was in a world where no human being existed, and because the interference of the Book of Formation, Safer Yeziller, which did not (OK) make it possible for some animals to evolve and create a species that resembled humans with the characteristics of beasts, it was inevitable that I built a world where humans existed. At the very least, generously protect against competing with other races so that they can remain unrelated to ugly strife, giving them unstinting help. However, in such a case, it should be said that humans became corrupt or apathetic and declined..." The Ethereal God sighed heavily. "Then it infiltrated norms and morals in the form of religion, and set 'karma values' as even more visible figures, but this also became a hotbed that fostered discrimination between individuals and peoples over time. Is there no way for humans to abandon obsession and take hands together? I was wondering if I could build a cooperative system by creating non-human external enemies, based on the MOB "Monster" data from "E. H. O" and "Eternal Horizon Online", and I designed to create demons that would be hostile to this... but it's always the same. It can only be an on-the-spot remedy, and humans are bound to corrupt and contend with each other. How many times have you broken it and redone it...... as if you were pulling the hourglass over every time, the same daily repetition. At some point, the aim of creating an ideal world was lost sight of and spent days in inertia. Even if you want to die, the existence that says I can't even do that because it's incorporated into the system of the world and made indivisible. If there is a possibility of 'god killing', I will be freed... but the possibility of such a person coming from this fragile world was almost equal to zero " "- Wait a minute! Something strangely made your words, actions and emotions tick hug...... instead of saying" my stuff "or" be onna, "blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah I don't even like the 1mm about this idiot who's konjac and corrupt, but even though I don't like him, he calls me "I like him," and he says, "Lying pimp," and that's annoying. Eh! Seeing my unwilling face, Aoshi - no, Mr. Daebuta grinned bitterly. "I don't know, but you're special to me. So... no change. When you showed up in this world, I thought. Trying to entrust this world to you. You said I was wrong, but you're right... I guess I was wrong. But my hands are too dirty to correct mistakes and make good people's faces.... so at the end of the day, with all my mistakes and all my sins, I pass away. It's going to be annoying, but please ask for the end of this world." With that said, did Mr. Daebuta do his best or collapse on the spot. ......... I guess the fire of life is going out step by step. Under his painful breath, he looked at me leaning down and shivering his shoulders, and the Ethereal God smiled contentedly. "... will you cry? But I will not grieve. Again, you are not guilty. One sinner who deceives God's name disappears, and the misfortune of this world ends." To the serene words, I finally became impatient, and I forced myself to lift my torso up by grabbing Mr. Daebuta's chest as he raised his face and fell down. "That's why you can't!!" On my sword screen, trembling with anger, Mr. Daebuta swallowed the words that followed with a bewildered face as he was about to penetrate his body nine minutes into the coffin. "Why give up so cheaply! How can you not believe someone who lives in this world and decides it all with self completeness!! By and large, everyone says they are all working hard on their backs to do what they can, but they belong to a narrow world and what are you satisfied with!? What is' the end of the misfortune of this world '! All right, talk to me! I didn't move on myself, I left it to others...... I wasn't just closing my eyes because I was scared! Escape to death at the end of the day? Let people take care of that, too! I lit the magical light of Full Resurrection on my right hand. "You don't think you're going to die from being flushed into a situation like this! I will not allow you to die - you will live to make amends! Turn your right hand towards Mr. Daebuta with or without a declaration. You must have felt my seriousness, his flashing face changed one after another with confusion, anguish, annoyance... and finally turned to giving up. "Well, it's not that hard to think about. I'm not talking about that earlier, because I'll take your shoulder for about half of it. - Oh, it's nasty to be an onna." Smiling bitterly at my words, Mr. Daebuta closed his eyes and nodded. I tried to hang a complete resuscitation (lisalection) on him with confidence - for a moment, a dull noise called Zobu echoed from my body and at the same time felt fierce heat around my lower abdomen. "... eh...? Seen, from Mr. Daebuta's half-cut wound, a thin man's right hand stretched out like a snake and pierced LV99's battle dress, The Rose of War, Anne of Guyastein, with a single blow, as easy to pierce. A sharp toenail tip appears on my back. "but - Ha!?" As soon as I recognized these, there was a lot of blood coming from my mouth, along with the fierce pain that burned calmly. Bun! and my body, thrown lightly by an arm waved as if to sweep even in rubbish, was slapped by a stone pillar that was nearby, slipping and falling to the floor leaving traces of blood. "Gu... gu... uu" Since normal heels were not enough, a series of superior spells plus an automatic healing "Regenerate" skill layering allowed him to restore the hitting point that was decreasing with momentum into a breath of danger (Red Zone) to a somewhat hassle-free but full state, and also erase the wind-holed belly wounds (well, the perforated "Rose of War" Anne of Gearstein "had to be repaired). Then fluttering with the shock thrown, but in front of me standing up, I tear Mr. Daebuta's flesh shell, my white hand - which was growing on both my left and right hands at some point - but as the insect peels up and down the shin and wound, I push open the cracks and start pulling and chopping muscle fibers and blood vessels a thousand times. I'm already unconscious (dead?) Mr. Daebuta's shell was torn and discarded, and one man lifted his torso. When the man shook his long blue hair and looked at my face, he pulled out his torn lower body and descended on the floor with a light trick. You look like a young man around 20. The race is unknown. Is the height around 185 cm? The equivalents were tall, long limbs, wildlife proportions with no wasting muscles, much less luxury. The eyes were pale as the sea, the deep face of the sculpture was neutral, where the masculinity was mixed with the kindness of the woman and, at the same time, the violent nature of the man and the cruelty of the woman. "Damn, it's useless everywhere. - I didn't know I had to be on the surface." Ignoring the mysterious man who came out of Mr. Daebuta, who looked troublesome, I tried to hang a complete resuscitation (Lisa Collection) for Mr. Daebuta, who was running out. At that moment, like magic (ma, I guess it's actually magic), a colorless, transparent 'life bead' appeared on the palm of a man who had only one left in the corner of the room. "Oops. In my situation, resurrecting this fool creates a dual existential contradiction. I forgive him." Ignoring the nonsense, I release a full resuscitation (Lisa Collection) for Mr. Daebuta. Pakin! and made a mild noise, and the beads of life that were in the man's hand were crushed, and at the same time the complete resuscitation (Lisalection) wrapped Mr. Daebuta's body. But... "Doesn't work?! Why? "You destroyed the beads of life. Existence itself disappeared, complete resuscitation is ineffective." The man replied in a mild tone as he threw the remains of the life beads left in his hands over Mr. Daebuta's body. "What is life bead... why is that...? When he saw me, who had too many questions and was speechless, the man showed his teeth as pointed as a shark and snapped. "He thought this was you - no, he seemed to think it was a loose shell with" Scarlet Snow "data from" Eternal Horizon Online, "but the facts are different. He called himself" emptiness "many times, but that's exactly what this" transparent bead of life "was." A mysterious man overlooking and laughing at the body that was Mr. Daebuta falling at his feet. Ignoring his words, he hung a complete resuscitation several times, but realizing that it was ineffective as declared, I gave up and turned the spearhead of consciousness towards this mysterious man. "- So who the hell are you like that? To my inquiry, the young man shrugged his shoulder, laughing at Nimanima, in a relaxed manner. "As you can see, this fat 'man inside' is the guy. I don't know, should I say Hajime Mashite, Scarlet Snow? I am the Ethereal God, and I am entrusted with the creation of the world in the Book of Formation, Safer Yeziller, to be the true creator of this world" Yes. A self-proclaimed and true Ethereal God who opens his hands in great esteem and proclaims grandeur. I do look divine...... why does this guy stay bare and show off without any shyness!? I sighed, thinking I didn't care if it was because of all the drinks.
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่ธใฟ็ท ใ‚ใŸๅคงๅœฐใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆš–ใ‹ใชๆ—ฅๅทฎใ—ใ€้ขจใฎใใ‚ˆใŽใ€ๅฐ้ณฅใฎใ•ใˆใšใ‚Šใ€่Šฑใ€…ใฎ็”˜ใ„ๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚‚ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅ……ๆบ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅคง้™ธใฎใฉใ“ใ‹่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่ฟทใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Œฏ่ฆšใซ้™ฅใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅนณๅ’Œใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’้ซ˜้€Ÿใงๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ใซใŠ็คผใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐใฎ่ฒจๅนฃใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ€ใƒผใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆญฉ่กŒใฎใƒใ‚คใ‚ฏใฟใŸใ„ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๆฉŸๆขฐใฎๅพŒ้ƒจใ‚ทใƒผใƒˆใซไธก่†ใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€่ฝใกใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใง(ใ€Ž ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซ้‡‘ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใœใ€‚ๅ˜ใซไฟบใฎใŠ็ฏ€ไป‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ (ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€้ญ”ๅŠ›ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†)ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆๆ“ไฝœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใŒๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ไป•่ˆžใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็‰นใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸๆ–‡ๆ˜Žใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€Žๅคง้™ธใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้šๅˆ†ใจ้€ฒๆญฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใธ้€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใคใ„ใงใซใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใƒขใƒˆใง่ก—ใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไบŒใค่ฟ”ไบ‹ใงไบ†่งฃใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผใฎ้ทนๆšใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“......ๅคฑ็คผใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Žไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ๅฑ‹ใ€ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซๅ„ฒใ‹ใ‚‹ๅ•†ๅฃฒใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅคฑ็คผใ ใชใใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ‚่ถฃๅ‘ณใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ„ฒใ‘ใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‘ใฉๅˆฅใซๅ„ฒใ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–„่กŒใ‚’็ฉใพใชใ„ใจใ€Žใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใ€ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใฃใฆใชใซ?ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ•ใฃใ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€Žๅ›ฝๆฐ‘่จผใ€ใซใใ‚“ใช้ …็›ฎใŒๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใญใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใฏใ€Žใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚น63ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใชใ„ใจ้ง„็›ฎใ‹ใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใ€‚ ใงใ€้“ใ€…ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่ฆ็ด„ใ™ใ‚‹ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ๅƒๅนด็ฅžๅ›ฝ ใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฏใ€็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใใซๆด—็คผใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซไฝตใ›ใฆใ€Žๅ›ฝๆฐ‘่จผใ€ใŒ็™บ่กŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่–ๆ•™ไฟกๅพ’ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็ฎก็†ใƒปไฟ่ญทใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ่บซๅˆ†ใฎไธŠไธ‹ใฏ็„กใ„ใŒใ€่–่ท่€…ใฏA็ดšๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใจใ—ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹B็ดšไปฅไธ‹ใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใƒป็›ฃ็ฃใ™ใ‚‹ๆจฉๅˆฉใจ็พฉๅ‹™ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใ€ใฏๅ€‹ไบบใŒๆ—ฅๅธธใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๅ–„่กŒใƒปๆ‚ช่กŒใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใง่‡ชๅ‹•็š„ใซ่จˆไธŠใ•ใ‚Œ(ๅธธใซ็ฅžใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฎใ“ใจ)ใ€ๆ•ฐๅ€คใŒๅคšใ„ใปใฉ็ฅžใฎๅพก่จฑใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ไฟก่€…ใจใ•ใ‚ŒๅฐŠๆ•ฌใƒปๅ„ช้‡ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒ้ฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ€่ปฝๅพฎใชๅ ดๅˆใฏใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚นใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงๅฅ‰ไป•ๆดปๅ‹•ใŒ็พฉๅ‹™ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆฎบไบบใชใฉใฎ้‡็ฝชใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใซใฏใ€ใ€Ž็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ้ญ‚ใฎไฟฎ้“้™ขใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–ฝ่จญใซๅŽ็›ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ญ‚ใ‚’ๆต„ๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„......ใ‘ใฉๆˆปใฃใŸไบบ้–“ใŒๅฑ…ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€่ฉณ็ดฐใฏไธๆ˜Žใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ ไปฅๅค–ใซใฏใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๆ–‡ๆ˜Žๅ›ฝใฏใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸใฎใ‹ไธๆ€่ญฐใซๆ€ใฃใฆ่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฃใกใ‚‚่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงๆ›–ๆ˜งใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰็ตถๅฏพไธๅฏฉ่€…ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใฃใจใ€่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎใŠๅฐŽใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใจๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใใ‚Œใง็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบบใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็„ก็”จๅฟƒใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹......ๅˆคๆ–ญใซ่ฟทใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ็จ‹ใชใใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใฎๆ™ฏ่ฆณใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่–้ƒฝใธใฏใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎใ‚ดใ‚ฟใ‚ดใ‚ฟใฎ้š›ใซไธŠ็ฉบใ‚’้€š้Žใ—ใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€็›ดๆŽฅ่กŒใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่–้ƒฝใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใจใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€็ถ™ใŽ็›ฎใฎใชใ„่žบ้ˆฟ็ดฐๅทฅใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฏ็พŽใชๅฃใง้€ ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ซ˜ๅฑคๅปบ็ฏ‰ใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธฆใณใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใจๅปบ็‰ฉใฎ้–“ใซใฏๅ„ช็พŽใชๆฉ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใŒๆžถใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคง้€šใ‚Šใชใฉไบคๅทฎใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ็ฉบไธญใฎๅบƒๅ ดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€้ฎฎใ‚„ใ‹ใช่‰่Šฑใ‚„็ท‘ใŒๆคใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้“ใ‚‚ๅ…จใฆๆ•ด็†ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใฎไน—ใ‚‹ใ€Žใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ€ใƒผใ€ใซไผผใŸไบŒ่ถณๆญฉ่กŒใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆฉŸๆขฐใฎไป–ใ€ๅ††ๅฝขใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒคใฎใคใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅ‹•่ปŠใฟใŸใ„ใชใฎใŒ็››ใ‚“ใซ่กŒใๆฅใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็พฝใฐใŸใใฎ้ŸณใซไธŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ˜†่™ซใฎ็พฝๆ นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้œ‡ๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹็ฟผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ€‹ไบบ็”จใฎ้ฃ›่กŒๆฉŸๆขฐใŒใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎ้–“ใ‚’ใ‚นใ‚คใ‚นใ‚คใจ้ฃ›่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซ‹ๆดพใช้ƒฝใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใŒๆˆ‘ใŒไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ™ในใฆ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎใŠ้™ฐใ ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ๅ…ˆใซใฏใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ้ซ˜ๅฑคๅปบ็ฏ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏ”่ผƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใพใฃใŸใๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซๅทจๅคงใงใ€ใพใ•ใซๅคฉใ‚’่กใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅทจๅคงใช้’ใ„ๅก”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซ็ŸฅใฃใฆใŸใ‹!? ใใ†ใ•ใ€‚่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎไธญๅฟƒใ !ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใต~~ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่’ผ็ฅžใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใŒๅƒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ก—ใฎไธ€่ง’โ€•โ€•ใŸใถใ‚“้ง่ปŠๅ ดโ€•โ€•ใซใ€Žใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ€ใƒผใ€ใ‚’ๅœใ‚ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซ่ก—ใฎไธญใ‚’ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅฆ™ใซๆดปๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใŒใ€ใฑใฃใจๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ก—ใฏ็นๆ „ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ไบบใ‚‚ๅคงๅ‹ขๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€่กŒใไบคใ†่ก—ใฎไบบใ€…ใฎๆ „้คŠ็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚‚่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใงใ€็”Ÿๆดปใ‚‚่ฑŠใ‹ใใ†......ใชใฎใซใ€ใชใœใ‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ‚„ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡ใ€ใ„ใ‚„่พบๅขƒใฎๅฐๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ทใƒฌใƒณใƒˆใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใƒชใƒ“ใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ฆใƒ ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ›ดใซๆดปๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐ่…นๆธ›ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‹? ่ฟ‘ใใซ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„้ฃฏๅฑ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใœใ€‚ๅฅขใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็”˜ใˆใฆใ”้ฆณ่ตฐใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ็‰นใซใŠ่…นใŒ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎใŠ่ช˜ใ„ใซไน—ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€็›ดๆŽฅๆŽฅใ™ใ‚Œใฐไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจใŠๆ˜ผๆ™‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใ็ตๆง‹ไบบใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใƒผใ„ใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉๆททใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ธๅธญใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ช?ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใชใ‚‰ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฅณ็ตฆใ•ใ‚“ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ8ไบบๆŽ›ใ‘ใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซๅธญใซใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๅฎขใง4~5ไบบใฎ็”ทๆ€งใŒใ„ใฆใ€ใŠ้…’ใ“ใๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ€ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ่’ผ็ฅžใ ใ€ใจ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซใฏใฏใ˜ใ‚ใฆๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใชใ‚‹ในใๆฐ—่ปฝใชๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใจ้ฃŸไบ‹ใซ่ˆˆใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ท้”ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใ€ๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใˆใ‚‰ใ„ๅˆฅๅฌชใ•ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ๆฐๅฅฝใ ใชใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆไป–ๅ›ฝไบบใชใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅทก็คผใ‹ใ„? ่‹ฅใ„ใฎใซๅ‰ใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใชใ„ใงๅบงใ‚Šใชใ€‚่–้ƒฝใฎ้ฃฏใฏ็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ไบบใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผๅŒๆง˜ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่ฉฎ็ดขใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šไฝ™ๆ‰€่€…ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹่ญฆๆˆ’ๅฟƒใฎใชใ•ใซใ€ๅ…ƒใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ้Ž–ๅ›ฝๅˆถๅบฆใ‚’ใจใ‚Š็•ฐๆ•™ๅพ’ใจไบบ้–“็จฎไปฅๅค–ใ‚’ๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซๅผพๅœงใƒปๆŽ’ๆ–ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใจใ‚’ๆฏ”่ผƒใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒ่ค‡้›‘ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่กจ้ขไธŠใฏใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซๅธญใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚้šฃใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚‚ไธ€่จ€ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ—ใฆๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅณๅบงใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎใŠๅฎขใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ไบบๆ‡ใฃใ“ใๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€ŒใŸใ„ใ—ใŸๅนธใ›ใฃใทใ‚Šใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŠใฐๅผทๅผ•ใซใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚„ๅŒๅธญใ—ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใ”้ฆณ่ตฐใซใชใ‚Šใ€ไป–ๆ„›ใฎใชใ„ไธ–้–“่ฉฑใซ่Šฑใ‚’ๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใจไธ€็ท’ใซใŠๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎๅพกๅŠ ่ญทใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ๆญฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ไฝ•ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚‚ใชใๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใจใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงๅŒๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใฎ็”ท้”ใฎไผš่ฉฑใจใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ“ใฎ่ก—ๅ…จไฝ“ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸๅ€ฆๆ€ ๆ„Ÿใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใŒๆŽดใ‚ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ่’ผ็ฅžใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ณž่ณ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚Œใฐๅฎ‰ๆณฐใ ใ€ ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ใซๅนธ็ฆใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฃข้ฅ‰? ใ“ใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็ฅˆใ‚Œใฐๅนดใซ5ๅ›žใ ใฃใฆๅŽ็ฉซใงใใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œไปฅๅ‰ใซ่›ฎๆ—ใŒไพตๆ”ปใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใใ†ใ ใŒใ€่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆ’ƒ้€€ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉ็ฝใชใ‚“ใฆ่ตทใ“ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใซใ—ใ‚ๅคฉใฎไธปใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๅฃใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Ž่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏๅฎ‰ๆณฐใ ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็พไธ–ใงๅ–„่กŒใ‚’็ฉใ‚ใฐใ€ๆญปๅพŒใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ๆฐธ้ ใŒ็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝ“็„ถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅนณๅ’Œใ‚’ไบซๅ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€่พŸๆ˜“ใ—ใฆๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰้€€ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๆญฃ็›ดใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฃใกใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฃใกใงใฏ็ฅžๆง˜ใฃใทใ‚Šใ‚’็™บๆฎใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ๆฅต็ซฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๅŒ™ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้–“้•ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎใ“ใจใ‹?ใ€ ๅพฎใ‹ใชๅ‘Ÿใใ‚’่žใใจใŒใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใŒ็–‘ๅ•ใจไธๅฟซใฎๆททใ˜ใฃใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ€‚ ้–‹ใ็›ดใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใช? ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไบบ้–“ใฎๆดปๆฐ—ใฎใชใ•ใ€่ก—ๅ…จไฝ“ใซ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใ‚‹้ป„ๆ˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆไบบใ€…ใŒ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅบ‡่ญทใ‚’ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใจไบซๅ—ใ—ใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ตถๅฏพ่€…ใŒๅธธใซไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผทๅคงใชๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่€…ใŒๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใใฃใŸไบบ้–“ใฏ้€ฒๆญฉใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ๅ›ฐ้›ฃใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใซ็ฅˆใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ€้›ฃ้กŒใซ็›ด้ขใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Œ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎใŠๅฐŽใใ ใ€ใจๆ€่€ƒๅœๆญขใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใงไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸๅนณๅ’Œใงใฏใชใใ€ไป–ไบบไปปใ›ใฎไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎ‰็ฉใช็”Ÿๆดปใฏใ€ใŸใ‚„ใ™ใไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๅ •่ฝใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ…ธๅž‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒโ€•โ€•ไฟบใŸใกใŒ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๆต็Ÿณใซไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใญใˆใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚่’ผ็ฅžใŒใชใซใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใŒไธๆ˜Žใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€็งใฏ่’ผ็ฅžใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ็„ก่จ€ใงๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’็จใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ—ใ‚คใจ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ’ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰็›ดๆŽฅใ€่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใซๅฐ‹ใญใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใ„ใ€ๅก”ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ่ก—ใฎไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจโ€•โ€•ใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใฎใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝไบบใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซ็ฆๆญขใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใซ้€ขใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉใ‚ซใƒซใƒžๅ€คใŒ้ซ˜ใใชใ„ใจ็„ก็†ใ ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็„ก้ง„่ถณใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‘ใฉใชใ€‚......ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใŠๅ‰ใชใ‚‰้€ขใˆใใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ€ใใ†ไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใ€‚ ใ€Œใต~~ใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€่’ผ็ฅžใซ้€ขใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ ใพใ‚้…ใ‹ใ‚Œๆ—ฉใ‹ใ‚Œใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใซใฏใ€่ถณใ‚’้‹ใถใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ„ใ„ใจใ„ใˆใฐ้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ„ใ„ใญใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใจๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ไบ‹ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ•ใฃใใฎ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใง่žใใใณใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ€Žใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใ€ใฃใฆๅๅ‰ใ‹ใ€ไธ€ๆ—ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใŒ็žฌใใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซ? ใ„ใ‚„ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ขบใ‹ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅๅ‰ใงใ€Žใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒดใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ไธ€ๆ—ใŒใ„ใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ใˆใƒผใจใ€็ขบใ‹......10ๅนดไฝๅ‰ใซใ€ๆฑๆ–นใฎ่›ฎๆ—ใŒ่–ๆ•™ใซๅธฐไพใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€่’ผ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใใ‚“ใชๅๅ‰ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ€้ ญ้ฆ–ใซ็ฅ็ฆใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚......ใงใ€ใใฎ่จผๆ‹ ใ ใ‹ใงใ€้ ญ้ฆ–ใฎไธ€ๆ—ใŒ็™ฝ้Š€่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใซใชใฃใŸใจใ‹ใ€‚......ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใใฃใกใฎๅ‡บ่บซใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎไธ€ๆ—ใจๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใช่ฆชไบคใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใซไธฆใถใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ†ใณๅŠๆญฉๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟฝใ„้ง†ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ƒธใฎไธญใง็‹ฌใ‚Šใ”ใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๆญดๅฒใŒ800ๅนดไปฅไธŠใงใ€็พๅœจใฎใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใŒ1000ๅนดใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ€ ็™บ้ŸณใŒ่‹ฅๅนฒ้•ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒ‹ใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็‰นๅพดใ‹ใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚ใฎไธ€ๆ—ใงใพใš้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไธญๅฟƒใซใใณใˆใ‚‹ใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใจใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่–„ใ€…ๆ„Ÿใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใง้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’800~1000ๅนด้กใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใญใ€ ่จณใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅฑ•้–‹ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ†ๅบฆใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚
Lesson : The Thousand Years Of Divine Capital There is a sense of the earth that I have stepped on. Warm sunshine, breezy breezes, little bird chirps, and sweet smells of flowers are all around. There was no such thing as a fog, and a peaceful sight seemed to flow around at high speeds, about to fall into the illusion of getting lost in some strange spot on the continent. "... and to thank you, I don't have the currency of this land." "Walklader," he laid his hips down with his knees aligned in the rear seat of a bipedal bike-like magic machine, and with his hands to avoid falling ("Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" and "Good Luck of the Rose" on his back. "La Vi Ann Rose" stowed away because it would get in the way of boulders) he grabbed Johnny's shoulder and spoke to its back, which he was steering in a familiar motion. "No, I don't need any money. It's simply my favor." Johnny replied with ease that it has a handle but is almost decorative and operated by flowing a divine force (meggin) (probably the same as magic) onto the central control ball (orb). It's not just this magic machine, but it seems to me that civilization using magic, at least, has made a lot more progress here than "the continent," even if it doesn't look particularly surprising when it comes to punishing "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" on the bow-shaped pochette of my hips, which I am a magic tool (magic item). As they sent me to the Sacred Capital Facsimile, I asked him to guide the city with a damned note, and I asked him with inner vigilance about his eagle attitude, which he understood in two replies. "Hmm... I'm sorry, but 'Anything Store' is such a lucrative business? "That's really rude. No, it's kind of like a hobby, so it's not gonna make any money. - But it's not about making money or anything, and if you don't do good deeds, the 'karma value' won't rise, will it? "What is karma value? Speaking of which, there was an item like that on the National Card that you showed me earlier. It sure looks like Johnny was a 'plus '...... "... I have to explain from there." Sigh Johnny. So, to summarise what was explained to the roads... The people of the Millennium Kingdom are baptized at birth. A 'national card' is issued in conjunction with it. The people are all ecclesiastical believers and are thus managed and protected. Essentially, there is no ascending or descending status, but the clergy has the right and duty to direct and supervise the citizens of Grade B and below who, as Class A citizens, are the general public. "Karma values" are automatically accounted for by how much good and evil an individual has done on a daily basis (that God always sees them), and the higher the number, the closer they are to God, the more respect and preference they are given to believers. Apparently so. Incidentally, when the point is negative, penal provisions (penalties) apply and, in minor cases, service is mandatory until positive, and if you commit a felony, such as murder, you are imprisoned in an institution called The Monastery of the Endless Soul, which purifies your soul...... but the details are unknown because there are no returned human beings. Besides the Millennium Kingdom, there seems to be almost no civilized country, and Johnny also asked me wondering where I came from, but I don't know this one very well, so I had to answer vaguely. Well, if I were normal, I'd definitely be treated like a suspicious person. "This too, I'm sure, will guide the Lord" And I eventually put it in my mouth. So I'm convinced, people are good or careless... you're about to get lost in judgment. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ I narrowed my eyes to the landscape of the Sacred Capital Facsimile, which I quickly reached. To the Sacred Capital of the world over there, as much as I passed over during Gotagota with Shima, I never went directly to it... but at first glance I could see that the Sacred Capital of the world here is distinctly different from there. Never before seen, high-rise architecture lined with gorgeous walls like jointless spirals, with elegant bridge-like objects between buildings. Boulevards and other intersecting places became like squares in the air, planted with bright grass flowers and greenery. The roads were all sorted out, and besides the bipedal magic machines that resembled Johnny's riding 'Walklader', it was flourishing like a car with circular tires. Looking up at the sound of wings, a personal flying machine with wings trembling like insect wings is flying swiftly between buildings. "It's a fine city." Johnny put his chest up like mine. "I guess so. It's all thanks to God." At the tip of pointing that out, I could see a huge blue tower that was so huge that it wouldn't be a problem at all when compared from the surrounding skyscrapers, just like rushing through heaven. "Could it be The Tower of the Pale God? "Whoa, did you know about the boulder?!? Yeah. It's the heart of this world where there's the Ethereal God! "- Huh. It is." I see. So the intentions of the Ethereal God still work. Talking about that, I appropriately strolled around the city following Johnny's guide that parked 'Walklader' in the corner of the city - probably in the parking lot. - You're oddly not lively. That was the feeling that came to my mind all the time. The city is thriving, and there are a lot of people. I feel like I've seen it, the people in the city I go to seem nutritious, and they seem to have plenty of life... but for some reason it seemed less lively in Bob's eyes than Ara, Willide, or Livitium, the capital of Cilento, which was a small country on the border. "Speaking of which, aren't you hungry? There's a delicious restaurant nearby, but let's go together. Because I luxury." "- Right. Okay, sweet words and a treat." I'm not particularly hungry, but I decided to ride that invitation. I don't know what I don't know from the outside, but if I deal with it directly, I might know what it is. When I walked into the dining room, it was like lunch. There were quite a few people in there. "There you go. I'm sorry, but it's crowded, so I'm gonna be your seat, okay? "I can't help it. - What do we do, Scarlet Snow? "I wouldn't mind." There were -5 men in the table seats for 8 who were guided by a female wager, and the "Ethereal God" and "That's the Ethereal God" of what alcohol was not in were exuberant. "Hi, I'm new to this city, but you guys look like you're having fun" As casually as possible, I approached the men who were interested in chatting and eating to say hello. "Whoa, lady, that's not true. Where did you come from? "That's a good one I've never seen. I wonder if he's foreign." "A pilgrimage? Young but great." "Oh, don't hesitate. Sit down. The rice in the Holy City is delicious." "Well, excuse me." Though I don't know if it's the influence of karma values or if people are good from the beginning, like Johnny, I sat on the table on the surface, even though I felt internally complicated compared to the Holy King and his people, who took the original world clandestine system and thoroughly oppressed and ostracized non-heathens and the human race, for lack of vigilance that would accept the rest with little prying. Next door Johnny also says hello and sits down. Immediately, the surrounding customers were involved, and they gathered around me in a nostalgic way. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "That's a lot of happiness." I didn't want to, but half forcefully, I had a treat for that or this or them present, and I blossomed into a worldly tale with no other love, but I cut it up in the right place and left the store with Johnny. Oh, God bless this place. With Johnny's attitude of agreeing without any doubt while walking and the conversation between the men in the dining room who had been present until just now, I somehow felt that I could grasp the identity of the tiredness I had felt throughout this city. Most of their stories were praises for the Ethereal God. "If you have a god, you're safe." "The Ethereal God brings us happiness" "Whatever it is, the Ethereal God gives it to me" "Hunger? Here. Then pray and you'll reap five times a year." "They say the Barbarians have invaded before, but the Ethereal God has repelled them with one blow" "There's no way a natural disaster can happen. The Lord of heaven is here." And I say with my mouth together at the end. "As long as there is a god, this country is cheap. And if we do good in this world, eternity will be promised even in the post-mortem world ' To be honest with them about how they enjoyed peace as if it were natural, they opened up and left the store. "- Unlike that one, it looks like we're showing God plenty over here... it's extreme, isn't it? You're making a complete mistake." "Are you saying I'm wrong, you mean the Ethereal God? He heard a slight grunt, and Johnny got a mixed look of doubt and discomfort. I can't help it if I hear you. I reopened and I said what I thought. "Don't you see? The lack of human vibrancy in this city, the dusk atmosphere that allows you to get into the whole city. This is because people take refuge in the Aoshi God for granted." The Absolute always gives. Those with mighty power protect me. People who feel comfortable with it stop making progress. Even if there is a difficulty, "pray to the Ethereal God and he will do something about it," even in the face of the difficulty, he stops thinking, "It is the guidance of the Ethereal God". In the end, a given tranquil life left to others, rather than the peace we have created ourselves, would be typical of easily corrupting humans. "You're saying that I... that we're wrong? I leaned my neck toward Johnny, who would have an unpleasant look on the boulder. "Come on. Because it's unclear what the Ethereal God is thinking in the first place. However, I think the Ethereal God's way is wrong." ......... Johnny was staring at me silently for a few seconds, but when he turned his back on Puy, he had a frustrating tone. "Then you should ask the Ethereal God directly. Follow me, I'll show you to the tower." That said, I started walking early enough for the city centre - the 'Tower of the Pale God'. "Fine, even if the others go in on their own? "I'm not banned from anything else. I'm just saying that I can't meet the Ethereal God without having a higher karma value, so it's likely to be wasted.... but somehow I feel like I might meet you." Looking back, I'll add that, Johnny. "Huh. Well, if you're ever going to meet a god, it's lucky." Well, sooner or later, the Tower of the Pale God is convenient when it comes to convenience because I was going to take a trip. Then I asked him what he had in mind. "By the way, I was overheard in the dining room earlier. Do you know the name 'Grawior' or the clan? Surprisingly, Johnny blinked and thought. "Grawior? No, I'm sorry, but I know - no, I wonder if there was such a clan as' Gravia 'with a similar name. Uh, sure... about 10 years ago, when the barbarians of the East surrendered to the Sacred Church, I wonder if the Ethereal God gave such a name and blessed his head.... So, is that proof that the clan on the head has turned into silver hair?... Hey, are you from over there? "No, I just have a personal relationship with that clan." Answer appropriately and line up for Johnny. Johnny looked at me like he was going to explore me like that, but you decided it was no use asking me any more, and I started walking half a step forward again. Running after it, I was alone in my chest. "Surely the history of the Grawior Empire was more than 800 years, and I wonder if the current EON was 1000 years" The pronunciation is slightly different, but if Johnny's words are true, you'd be the first in that clan to think of them because of their characteristics. From the moment I saw the "Tower of the Pale God", I sighed, confirming the facts I had felt faintly. "... I mean, this is definitely the Eon Holy Kingdom's capital facsimile, but you're going back 800-1000 years" To an unexplained development, I sighed again looking up at the 'Tower of the Pale God'.
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ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎ้Œ†ใณใŸ็›ดๅ‰ฃใซใถใคใ‹ใ‚Š็ซ่Šฑใจ้‰„ใฎ็ ด็‰‡ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐไฟบใฎๅ‰ฃใฏๆ‰“ใกๅˆใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ฎใ‚ถใ‚ฎใ‚ถใซๅผพใ‘้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใซ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใŸๅ‚ทใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚‚ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ–นใŒไธŠใ ใ€‚ ใ€ๆ€ฏใ‚“ใ ใจใ“ใ‚ใธ็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใฎ้€ฃๆ’ƒใŒใใฆใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€็ถšใๅ‰ฃๅฐ–ใŒไฟบใฎ่‚ฉๅฃใ‚’ๆŠ‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏใƒƒ!!ใ€ ใŒไฟบใจ็›ธๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ใฌใ‚ใฌใ‚ใจใ—ใŸ็ท‘่‰ฒใฎ้ฑ—่‚Œใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€ใƒˆใ‚ซใ‚ฒใฎ้ก”ใจๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใŸ็›ด็ซ‹ใ—ใŸๅŠ็ฃๅŠไบบโ€•โ€•ใƒชใ‚ถใƒผใƒ‰ใƒžใƒณใฎ้–“ใซๅ‰ฒใฃใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ้Œ†ใณใŸๆ–งใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใƒชใ‚ถใƒผใƒ‰ใƒžใƒณใฏใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใงๅทฆๆ‰‹ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚ขใ‚ขใƒƒ!?!ใ€ ใฑใฃใใ‚Šใจใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฎ่…นใŒๅ‰ฒใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใŠใณใŸใ ใ—ใ„้‡ใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„็ญ‹่‚‰ใงๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใ‚ธใ‚งใƒใƒฉใƒซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใงๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒไธฆใฟใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไธกๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€ๆป…ๅคšใชใ“ใจใงใฏๆณฃใ่จ€ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใŒใ€่‹ฆใ—ใ’ใซๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่…นใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅ‚ทใฏใƒใƒฉใƒฏใ‚ฟใพใง้”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใซ่‡ณใฃใฆไฟบใฏๆฑบๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ„ใคใซใฏๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€1ๅฏพๅคšๆ•ฐใงๆŒ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไฟบใŒๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸ็ฒพ้‹ญใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใ‚„็ฒพๆ‚ใช้ก”ใคใใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆใƒปใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒชใ‚ขใŸใกใฎๅŠๆ•ฐใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ‚ใฌ้ชธใจๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๅผ•ใใžใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จ! ใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใจใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒชใ‚ขใฏๅฅดใฎ่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚! โ€•โ€•่กŒใใžใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จ!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใจใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆใƒปใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒชใ‚ขๅˆ่จˆ10ๅŒนใŒใƒชใ‚ถใƒผใƒ‰ใƒžใƒณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ่กŒใใŒใ€ๅฅดใฎๅ‰ฃใŒ็ฟปใ‚‹ใŸใณใซ้ผปใใใฟใŸใ„ใซใƒใ‚คใƒใ‚คไธกๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใฆ้ฃ›ใถใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ€ไฟบใจใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใจใฏ้€™ใ†้€™ใ†ใฎไฝ“ใงใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใพใ ใƒใ‚คใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ้บ่ทก่ฟทๅฎฎ ใฎ21้šŽใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใใฆใ€็พๅœจ่กŒใ่ฉฐใพใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ€ไธŠใฎ้šŽใซๆฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ้€ฃไธญใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใๆ‰‹ๅผทใ„ใฎใŒ็†็”ฑใงใ™ใ€‚ ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€ไธŠใซใ‚‚ใ„ใŸไฟบใŸใกใฎไธป้ฃŸใ ใฃใŸใ€Šใ‚คใ‚จใƒญใƒผใ‚ญใƒฃใ‚ฟใƒ”ใƒฉใ€‹ใซใ‚ˆใไผผใŸๅงฟใงใ€่บซไฝ“ใŒใตใŸๅ‘จใ‚Šๅคงใใ่ตคใ„ใ€Šใƒฏใ‚คใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒฃใ‚ฟใƒ”ใƒฉใ€‹ใฏใ€ๆ–ƒใ™ใฎใซๆœ€ไฝŽใงใ‚‚20ๅŒนๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๆฏŽๅ›ž2~3ๅŒน็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใงใ™ใ€‚ 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ใใ“ใงใ€ไฟบใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใ€ใƒชใ‚ถใƒผใƒ‰ใƒžใƒณใจๆ‰“ใกๅˆใฃใฆใ€ใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใซใชใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ž˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๆŠœใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใ€ๅŠ›ใ‚„ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆญฆๅ™จใฎ่ณชใŒ้•ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใซไฟบใฎๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็ญ”ใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅŠ›ใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใใ€‚ๆŠ€ใฏๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ๅ•้กŒใฏใใ†ใใ†ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆญฆๅ™จใŒใ€ใŠใ„ใใ‚Œใจๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้Œ†ใณใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใฏใ€็ตๆง‹ๆŽขใ›ใฐ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใƒ”ใ‚ซใƒ”ใ‚ซใฎ่‰ฏๅ“ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใพใš่ฝใกใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซใฏใ€ใ€Žๅฎ็ฎฑใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ€Šใƒฌใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚ณใƒผใƒณใ€‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฆ–็ฒพๆ—ใŒใ€ใใฎไธญใซไฝฟใˆใใ†ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚’ใ—ใพใ„่พผใ‚€ใใ†ใงใ€ไฟบใŸใกใŒ็›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใชใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ 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ใ‚ใจ่ด…ๆฒขใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๆŠ€ใ‚‚่ฆšใˆใŸใ„ใฎใงใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆŠ€่ƒฝใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใŒ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใงใใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒžใ‚ทใชๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’่ชฟ้”ใ™ใ‚‹็ฎ—ๆฎตใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใญใฐใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€้ฃŸๆ–™่ชฟ้”ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่‹ฅใ„ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณ้”ใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ ็ตŒ้จ“ใŒๆต…ใ„ใ ใ‘ใซใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€Šใƒญใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒฏใƒผใƒ ใ€‹ใ‚„ใ€Šใƒ–ใƒฉใƒƒใƒ‰ใƒใƒƒใƒ‰ใ€‹ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†ๅฐ็‰ฉใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใซ้คŒใŒ่กŒใๆธกใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚้›ฃใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ›ใ‚ใฆใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒชใ‚ถใƒผใƒ‰ใƒžใƒณใซ้ญ้‡ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฟบใŸใกใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒžใ‚ทใช็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’็ฒใฃใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€‚็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ่ฉฑใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใชใŒใ‚‰่€ƒใˆใฆๆฐ—่ฝใกใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใจใ€้€ฃไธญใ‚„ๅฅด้šทใฎใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆ้”ใŒใ‚ใกใ“ใก็ซๅ‚ทใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆฏ›ใŒ็„ฆใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใใฎๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏ?ใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่‹ฅๆ‰‹ใฎไธญใงใฏใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผๆ ผใฎใƒ›ใƒ–ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใŒใ€็›ด็ซ‹ใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒŽ็ฒ็‰ฉใƒฒ็‹ฉใƒญใ‚ฆใƒˆใ‚ทใ‚ฟใƒˆใ‚ณใƒญใ€ๆ€ชใ‚ทใ‚ค่ก“ใƒ‡็ซใƒฒ้ฃ›ใƒใ‚ทใƒ†ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚ตใƒฌใ‚ฟๆ™‚ใƒŽๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆใฉใ‚‚ใŒๆœจใฎๆฃ’โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๆ–ใ‹?โ€•โ€•ใ‚’็ธ›ใฃใฆใถใ‚‰ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€็™ฝใ„ ็Œซใฎๅนดใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅนดๅฏ„ใ‚Šใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚่‚‰ใฅใใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใใฆใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅ–ฐใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ€ชใ—ใ„่ก“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฎไธญใซใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†้€ฃไธญใŒใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใตใจไฟบใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•......้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‹! ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ ใช! ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ็ฒ็‰ฉใฏใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใ‚คใ€‚ๆˆฆใƒƒใƒ†ใ‚คใƒซ้€”ไธญใƒ‡ใ€ใƒฉใƒ•ใƒฉใƒ‹ใƒŠใƒชใ€็ฐกๅ˜ไบŒ็”Ÿใ‚ฑๆ•ใƒชใƒ‡ใ‚ญใƒžใ‚ทใ‚ฟใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใŠใ„ใ€ใใ„ใคใ‚’ใ“ใฃใกใธ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ„ใ€ ใ‚’ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ›ๅ…ทๅˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€็‰นใซ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใŸๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆ้ซญใฎๅ…ˆใ‚‚ๅž‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใฃใ€‚็ˆบใ•ใ‚“่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹? ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ ใฏไผธใณใŸ็œ‰ๆฏ›ใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠ›ใชใไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่žใ“ใˆใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ‚ใ„ใ€‚......ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใชใ‚“ใžใซๆ•ใพใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใžใ€ใงๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€‚็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ„ใพใฏ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ€่ฝใก่‘‰ใซ็ซใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใงใใ‚“ใ€‚......ใพใฃใŸใๅนดใฏๅ–ใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆŠตๆŠ—ใฏใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๅ–ฐใ†ใชใ‚‰ใจใฃใจใจๅ–ฐใˆใ€ ใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใƒ€ใ‚ทใ‚ฌใƒฉใชใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅนดๅฏ„ใ‚Šใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๅ–ฐใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใพใง็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒไพฟๅˆฉใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆกไปถๆฌก็ฌฌใงใฏใ€ๅ–ฐใ‚ใšใซ็”Ÿใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใœใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงๅ‘ฝใชใ‚“ใžๆƒœใ—ใใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆฎบใ™ใŒใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใฎ็Ÿญใ„็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ๅˆฅใซ็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆใช่ฉฑใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใœใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใซใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€ ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰1ใƒถๆœˆๅพŒใ€ไฟบใจใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ€ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใ€ใใ—ใฆใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒกใ‚คใ‚ธใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€ใ„ใคใžใ‚„ใฎ่‹ฅๆ‰‹ใฎใƒ›ใƒ–ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฏไธŠใฎ้šŽๅฑคใจใฎไธญ้–“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Žใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฎˆ่ญท่€…โ€œใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ โ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ›ใฐใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸไฟบใงใ‚‚่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Žๅฎ็ฎฑใ€ใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ใพใ€ๆ–ƒใ›ใ‚Œใฐ......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใ€ ไฟบใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ‚„ใ‚„ๆฐ—ๅผฑใ’ใซ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ—ใŸ? ไฟบใŸใกใฎ่…•ใŒไฟก็”จใงใใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œ......็ขบใ‹ใซใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ๆ–นใ€็‰นใซใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ฉๆ€งใฏใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใ€ใพใ ใพใ ็ด ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚‚ๅข—ใ—ใฆใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒใ€Žใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€ใฎๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ—ใฆใ€ๅฎ็ฎฑใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚“ใžๆ™ฎ้€šใฏ่€ƒใˆใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใŒไธŠใฎๆ–นใซใƒใƒฌใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๅˆถ่ฃใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ€ๅ„‚ใฏๆฐ—ใŒๆฐ—ใงใชใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณ ใ€ŒไธŠใฎๆ–นใฃใฆใ€โ€œใ‚ใฎๆ–นโ€ใฎใ“ใจใ‹? ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไปŠๅบฆๆฅใŸๆ™‚ใซ่ฌใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฃใฆ่ชฐใ˜ใ‚ƒใ„?ใ€ ไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใซใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใŒใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ๅซใณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใ‚ฌใƒ„ใ‚คใ‚ฟใƒฉใ‚ทใ‚ค! ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ‚ฌใ‚ณใƒƒใƒใƒ˜ๅ‘ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ†ๆฅใƒซใ‚พ! ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๆบ–ๅ‚™!!ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใŒใฐใ‚‰ใฐใ‚‰ใจใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซ็€ใใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใซไฟบใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใŸใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใƒกใ‚คใ‚ธใจใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚ตใƒฉใƒผใŒๅ…ˆ้ ญใซ่ธŠใ‚Šๅ‡บใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใใฎๅˆ—ใฎไธญๅฟƒใซไธฆใณใพใ™ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐ้‹ผ้‰„ใฎๅกŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅทจๅคงใชใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใŒใ€ใฎใฃใบใ‚‰ใผใ†ใฎ้ก”ใฎ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹โ€œ่ตคใ„็žณโ€ใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็ธฆๆจชใจใ‚‚ใซ3ๅ›žใ‚Šใฏๅคงใใชใ“ใ„ใคใฏใ€้‡้‡ใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆญฉใใŸใณใซ็ŸณใฎๅบŠใŒ้œ‡ๅ‹•ใงๆบใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•้šŠใฏๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฎไธ€็™บใ‚’ๆ’ƒใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅณๅบงใซใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ้€€้ฟ! ใƒŠใ‚คใƒˆใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•้šŠใ‚’ๆญปๅฎˆ! ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅพŒใ€ไฟบใจใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใงๅฉใใ€‚้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒๆˆปใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใ€้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ! ็‹™ใ„ใฏๅผฑ็‚นใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ€ไฝ็ฝฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ็›ฎใƒŽใƒˆใ‚ณใƒญใƒ€ใƒญใ‚ฆใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒณใƒŠใƒขใƒณใ€่ฆ‹ใƒฌใƒ้ฆฌ้นฟใƒ‡ใƒขใƒฏใ‚ซใƒซ!ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ไปฒ้–“้”ใ‚‚ๅ…จๅ“ก้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใพใชๅผฑ็‚นใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช้˜ฟๅ‘†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ƒธๅ…ƒใฎ้ฆ–้ฃพใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ๅ…‰ใ‚‹็Ÿณใฎๆฌ ็‰‡ใ‚’ใคใชใ’ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎไธๆฐๅฅฝใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ็Ÿณใฏใ€Ž้ญ”็Ÿณใ€ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ๅช’ไฝ“ใซใชใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ้ฉๆ€งๆคœๆŸปใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ“ใฎ็Ÿณใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸ็พคใ‚Œใฎใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใฎ5ๅŒนใซ้ฉๆ€งใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€็‹ฉใ‚Šไปฅๅค–ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ๆ•™ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงใฏ้šๅˆ†ใจไธŠ้”ใ—ใฆใ€็‹ฉใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆฅฝใซใชใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ€้–‹ใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใฎ้–“ใซใ€Œ็ซใ€ใ‚’ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅบƒใ’ใŸๆŽŒใฎ้–“ใซๅญใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใฎ้ ญใปใฉใฎ็‚ŽใฎๅกŠใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไป–ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•้šŠใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๆ‰‹ใฎ้–“ใซๆกใ‚Šๆ‹ณใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ็‚Žใ‚„ๅ…‰ใ€้›ทใ€้ขจใจใ„ใฃใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็ทดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œๅฑžๆ€งใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏ็›ธๆ€งใงๆฑบใพใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใงใ€ไฟบไปฅๅค–ใฏๅ…จๅ“ก1็จฎ้กžใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ—ใ‹ไฝฟใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซไฟบใฏ5็จฎ้กžใฎๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใŒ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใฆๅผ•ใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไธปใ€ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใซใŸใ ใฎใƒใ‚คใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใ‹?!ใ€ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ„ใพใ ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็ฟ’ใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆ1ใƒถๆœˆใ€‚ใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใƒขใƒŽใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ซใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™บๅฐ„ใฃ!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€้ญ”ๆณ•้šŠใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒๆฌกใ€…ใซใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใธใจๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใฎ็‚ŽใŒ็›ฎใซ็›ดๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฏๆ„ๅค–ใชใปใฉๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๅ‹•ไฝœใงใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๅผฑ็‚นใ‚’้˜ฒๅพกใ€‚ไฟบใฎ็‚ŽใฏใใฎไบŒใฎ่…•ใซ็„ฆใ’่ทกใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸ็จ‹ๅบฆใงๅ››ๆ•ฃใ€‚ ไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใฎใพใพๆญฉใฟใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใซๅพŒ็ถšใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ็‚ธ่ฃ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌๅ‹•ใใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใฎใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ่ƒŒๅพŒใฎใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใพใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‚้›ทใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒŠใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้›ท้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใƒปใ‚ฝใƒผใ‚ตใƒฉใƒผใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒๆœ‰ๅŠนใ ! ไป–ใฎ่€…ใฏใ“ใ„ใคใฎใ‚ตใƒใƒผใƒˆใซใคใ‘! ใŠๅ‰ใฏใชใ‚‹ในใๅผทๅŠ›ใช้›ทใ‚’ๆ’ƒใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใƒฏใ‚ซใƒชใƒžใ‚ทใ‚ฟใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ€‚่กŒใใž!ใ€ ไฟบใฏ่…ฐใฎ้Œ†ใณใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใ‚ฆ!!ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใ‚‚้Œ†ใณใŸๆ–งใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใธ่บใ‚Šๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ2ๅŒนๆƒใฃใฆใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใธ่จŽใกใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใƒ„ใƒณ!ใ‚ฌใƒ„ใƒณ!ใจๅ‰ฃใŒๆ–งใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใŸใณใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใŒๆฌ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใชใฉ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅทจๅคงใช้‰„ๆงŒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎๆ‹ณใ‚’่บฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅผฑ็‚นใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใŒๅ›บใใฆๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ“ใธใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•้›ท้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚คใ‚ญใƒžใ‚น!ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซไฟบใจใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใŒใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๅฐ„็ทšไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้€€้ฟใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€็ตถๅฆ™ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใ„้›ท้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใฆใ€ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎ่ƒธใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จ!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ซใ‚ปใƒญ!ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฎๆ–งใŒ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซใชใฃใŸ็›ฎใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅนใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใŒใ‚ใšใ‹ใซ่บซๅ‹•ใŽใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–งใฏ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๅค–ใ‚Œใฆ้ก”้ขใซๆบใ‚’ๆŽ˜ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒžใƒƒใ‚ฟ!?ใ€ ้€†ใซๅคงๆŠ€ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅพŒใฎ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซใชใฃใŸใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎๆ‹ณใŒๅ”ธใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใใฃ!ใ€ ไฟบใ‚‚้›ทใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’! ไธ€็žฌๅพŒใ€่ก€ๅๅใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆๆ’ฒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใฎๅงฟใ‚’ไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใ›ใ‚ใฆไธ€ๅคชๅˆ€ใชใ‚Šใจโ€•โ€•ใจๅ…จ่บซๅ…จ้œŠใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใธใจๅฉใไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไฟบใฎ้Œ†ใณใŸๅ‰ฃใ‹ใ‚‰้›ทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ซ่ŠฑใŒ้ฃ›ใณๆ•ฃใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ‰ฃใ˜ใ‚ƒใจโ€•โ€•?!ใ€ ไธ€็•ชๅพŒๆ–นใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใฎ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใ€ไฟบใฎ้›ทใ‚’ๆตดใณใฆๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅคงใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Œ้ฃŸใ‚‰ใˆใƒƒ!ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅฅดใฎ็›ฎใธ็ชใๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใƒชใƒณ!ใจๆกˆๅค–่ปฝใ„้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎ็›ฎใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฏใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซใ‚ฌใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ€’ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚€ใจใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซ็ •ใ‘ๆ•ฃใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‚ใƒคใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒŠใ€ใ‚คใƒใ‚ธใ‚ฏ!!ใ€ ้€”็ซฏใ€ไปฒ้–“ๅ†…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹ๅˆฉใฎ้›„ๅซใณใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใซใชใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๆญ“ๅฃฐใซๅฟœใˆใŸใ€‚ ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใๅฆ™ใช้ŸณๆฅฝใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใฆใ€ไฟบใŸใกใŒๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎ็ ด็‰‡ใฏๅบŠใซๆฒˆใฟใ€ๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚ŠใซๆœจใงใงใใŸ็ฎฑใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅฎ็ฎฑใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ€ ๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใฎๅฎ็ฎฑใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธญใซใฏ1ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใฃใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ„ใ„ใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‰ฃใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไฝฟใ„็‰ฉใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใซใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ€ ใƒœใƒญใƒœใƒญใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅˆƒใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใใฎๅ ดใซๆจใฆใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงๆŠœใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ๆ›‡ใ‚Šไธ€ใคใชใ„ๅˆ€่บซใŒไฟบใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ˜ ใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ไปฅๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้ก”ใคใใŒใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใซ่ฟ‘ใใชใ‚Šใ€่ง’ใ‚‚้•ทใใ€ไฝ“ๅž‹ใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใช่‚‰ใŒใชใใชใ‚Šๅผ•ใ็ท ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฎใ€‚ใŠไธปใฏใ‚‚ใ† ใปใจใปใจๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ€ใใฎๅ‰ฃใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ€‚ใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚่ฆๆ ผๅค–ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฎใ‰ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆๅ‰ฃใซ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆ่žบๆ—‹็Šถใฎๅฝขๆ…‹ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅฆ™ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ ใชใ€‚ใพใ‚ๆฐ—ใซใ„ใฃใŸใฎใงๆ–‡ๅฅใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆˆปใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Š้•ทใใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใŸๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใŒๅพฉๆดปใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใชใซ?! ๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใฏใพใŸๅพฉๆดปใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใชใ‚‰ๆ–ƒใ›ใฐใ€ใพใŸใ€Žๅฎ็ฎฑใ€ใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใŒ......ใŠใ„ใ€ใพใ•ใ‹?!ใ€ ไฟบใฎ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ไบˆๆƒณใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใŒใ‚ใŸใตใŸใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใˆใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚‚ๆƒใˆใ‚“ใจใชใ€‚ไฟบไธ€ไบบใงใฏไธๅ…ฌๅนณใ ใ‚ใ†? ใ“ใ‚Œใฎ่ฉฆใ—ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ„ใ—ใชใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ใƒ‹ใƒŽใƒžใ‚จไปฅไธ‹ไปฒ้–“้”ใฏๆ„ๆฐ—ๆšใ€…ใจๆฌกใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ไฟบใฏๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ไปฒ้–“้”ใจๅˆๆตใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ‰ฃใจๆ–ฐใŸใซ็ฟ’ใ„่ฆšใˆใŸใ€Š้ญ”ๆณ•ๅ‰ฃใ€‹ใฎๅŠนๆžœใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅพŒ่…นใŒๆธ›ใ‚‹ใพใง20้€ฃๆˆฆใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€ใใ“ใใ“ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใƒป้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงไฟบใŸใกใฏใƒœใ‚น้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€‹ใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ“ๆ ผใŒ2mใ‚’ๅ„ชใซ่ถŠใˆใ€ๅฎ็ฎฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ฐๅ“ใฎๅทจๆ–งใ‚‚ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใพใŸไป–ใฎ่€…ใ‚‚้ †ๆฌกใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠไธŠไฝใฎใƒใ‚คใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณ็จฎใธใจ้€ฒๅŒ–ใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ใ€‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ•!? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉไธŠไฝ็จฎๆ—ใ ใ—......ใ†ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใฃใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚่ฃ…ๅ‚™ๅ“ใŒๆฟ€ใƒฌใ‚ขใฎใ€Š ใใฎ2~3ๆ—ฅๅพŒใซใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒใจใ‚ทใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใจใ„ใ†่ˆŒใŒใจใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พŽๅ‘ณใช้คŒใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใ€่จชๅ•ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใ„ใพใพใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใปใฉๅ–ใ‚Šไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏๆœŸๅพ…ไปฅไธŠใฎๆˆๆžœใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒณใ‚ณๅฐŽๅธซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎใŠๆ–นใฎ้บ—ใ—ใ„ใŠๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็žฌ้–“โ€•โ€•ๆ„Ÿๆฟ€ใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Šใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?โ€•โ€•ใชใœใ‹ๆณกใ‚’ๅนใ„ใฆๅ’ๅ€’ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸๆง˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ! ใœใฒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œไบคๅฐพใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆ!!ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šๆ–ญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ›ใใ†ใชใชใƒ‹ใƒณใ‚ฒใƒณใฎ้›„ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจ......ใงใฏใ€ใ›ใ‚ใฆใ‚ญใ‚นใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซๅฃใงใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ€่ถณใฎ่ฃใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚่ˆใ‚ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใฎใซใ€ๆ€งๆ ผใŒๆฎ‹ๅฟตใซใชใฃใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ€‚ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใจใ‹่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใก่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ€ŽๅผทใใชใฃใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏๅ–œใณๅ‹‡ใ‚“ใงๅฑฑ็››ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ตใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒใจใ‚ทใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“้”ใ‚„ใ‚ณใƒœใƒซใƒˆใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใชใซใ‹ๅนใฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใŸใ‚ๆฏใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅณๆ‰‹ใฎ็”ฒใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใŸใ”่ค’็พŽใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๅฃไป˜ใ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ่จฑใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃ! ้‚ใซ! ้‚ใซ! ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆๆ—ฉ5ใƒถๆœˆ! ใคใ„ใซไฟบใฏไบคๅฐพใซ่‡ณใ‚‹ไธ€ๆญฉใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™!! ่ทชใ„ใฆ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใใฃใจๆŽฅๅปใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŒใถใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!! ้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ…!!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚ตใƒžใ‚ชใƒžใ‚จใƒžใƒซใ‚ซใ‚ธใƒชใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใทใซใทใซใจๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใใฆใ™ในใ™ในใฎ่‚Œใจ้›ŒใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅ—…ใ„ใ ้€”็ซฏใ€ไฟบใฎไธญใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๅผพใ‘้ฃ›ใณใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!!ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๆ‹ณใŒๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰้œžใ‚€็›ฎใงใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใฎๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃใ€ใพใ ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹!? ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใƒžใ‚ธใงใ‚„ใฐใ„! ใ“ใ“ใงใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกๅทฎใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚......!ใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’่ดใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใฏ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซๆบถใ‘ใฆใ„ใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚
Tabernacle Evolution Error A shiny, polished single-edged curved knife (spotter) hit my rusty straight sword and sparks and iron fragments flew. If you look, my sword was bouncing and flying on the gizzard where we met. There are no visible wounds on the weapon in the opponent's hand. Bad. Weapons, power, whatever. Opponents are up there. For a moment, a continuous blow came where I was frightened, and although I managed to take the blow, the tip of the sword that followed decided on my shoulder. "Figs!!" In a hurry, I and my opponent - an upright half-beast half man with lizard face and tail with muddy green scaly skin - break in between Lizardman and wave down the rusty axe I got. Lizardman took it with a left-hand circular shield (buckler) with an extra look, and flanked the single-edged curved knife (spotter) on his right hand. "Guaaaaaaaa!?!" The belly of the ninomae was broken thoroughly, and a tremendous amount of blood flowed. Goblin Generals protected by thick muscles, which is probably why it was done to this extent, but if this was a lined goblin, it would have been somewhere amputated. In fact, Ninomae, who doesn't cry in rare things, is holding her belly slashed by bitterness. After a moment, the wound may have reached the point of halibut. I made up my mind when I got here. I can't beat this guy no matter what. In fact, half of the elite Goblin Knight and hard-faced Kobolt Warriors I've brought with me have already turned into unspeakable wrecks when it comes to challenging them by a one-on-one majority. "Once we pull, Ninomae! Knight and Warrior, stop him! - Let's go, Ninomae! A total of surviving Goblin Knight and Kobolt Warrior follow my instructions to Lizardman, but every time his sword flies, he flies with a pointy break like a nose. In the meantime, me and Ninomae were able to escape the scene with a crawling body. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ This is IX (fig), who is still doing high goblins. I was taken to the st floor of the Ruins Labyrinth (Dungeon) with my friends and men, but I'm here and I'm currently feeling stuck. Unlike the people who lived upstairs, the demons that go out here are incredibly tough. For example, the Wild Caterpillar, which is very similar to the Yellow Caterpillar, which was our staple food that was also on top, has a large body around its lid. It usually takes at least people to kill it, and yet two to three people are sacrificed each time. Whether you're trying to fit into some other trap, or some smart guy who senses and runs away, or someone as simply as strong as Lizardman just now, these guys aren't always a glimmer either. That's why I had about 80 when I first got here. My legion is also in a situation where I can't catch up with even a small number of highly fertile goblins and cobolts, reduced to about 50. As a hunting ground, Kohen may have beaten me too much loads. That one said, "If it doesn't seem possible, I'll put it back in the original hierarchy, so tell me the next time you come," so you can go back to the original hunting grounds if you ask me. But I thought, "Wouldn't your growth rate be okay? He followed me." I mean, that's all you expect of me. If I can't do it here, they'll think I'm a weak male. When that happens, it's obvious that you can't mate with that one for the rest of your life. Because females are naturally attracted to strong males. "... then this is where you work so hard" Even at the expense of all my people and men, I have to be even stronger. "That said, is there such an easy way to be strong...? I thought about it. Strong opponent I've met before in the first place. its features. "After all, it's troublesome who's big and powerful." I caught a glimpse of a ninomae rolling with herbs on her belly wound. Originally, he was big and armed. This would mean that such things are dictated by their natural qualities. Then it's impossible for me to wear it. Then I remembered a young male from Ningen who had previously combined his swords. He was smaller than me in stature, had no power, no big deal, but he fought each other or more with me. "Is that a move..." Techniques like Ningen's moves and fights seem to be acquired, so remembering this seems pretty effective in the future. But the problem is that demons usually fight with the power and ability they were born with, so they don't have the twats to remember those moves, and even if they did, they probably won't be able to remember them overnight. Now that we are in a state of persecution, we are unlikely to be able to take the time to do so, so we need to look for a way to be stronger, more quickly. So, I met with Lizardman today to pull my worn sword out of my sheath. "- He had power and speed, but more importantly, the quality of the weapon was different." Yes. Here was the answer I asked for. Power is born. The moves take time. Then you just have to use a powerful weapon. The problem is that so powerful a weapon, hey, you don't get it. The rusty weapons and protective equipment that the dead Ningen had are something you'll find if you look for them quite a bit, but they haven't fallen off first when it comes to shiny goodies. Why, from what Elder Goblin has told me, there's something called the 'Crate' rolling around this ruins labyrinth (dungeon), and a fairy clan called 'Lepracone' puts weapons and protective gear in it that seems to work, and we don't get a chance to see it. And the 'crate', unfortunately, they say, keeps the demons out of touch. But on the contrary, Ningen can open it, so attack the moment Ningen opens it or... No, Ningen that gets around here is no less than Lizardman's rehearsal earlier (who?), and besides, it's definitely a group, so it's not tacky. Still, it would be quicker to count this one and attack and plunder them. "Keep one or two ningens first." It seems normal for goblins in other settlements in the upper tier to have several ningen females at all times for seeding, but I've never had one before. Well, for the reason that I didn't happen to have the opportunity, and because I didn't think I needed to waste my time eating rice because if I were to keep it, I started to think it might be a good idea to come here and keep it as a personnel to open the crate. If I'm going to say extravaganza, I want to learn Ningen moves too, so I want that kind of skilled Ningen...... well, this will also be a story after I can afford it. In the meantime, we need to figure out a way to procure some better weapons. To where I thought so, the young goblins who were going to procure food came back. I'm just inexperienced yet, and all I have in my hand are little things like Rockworm and Bloodbad. This will also make it difficult for bait to reach everyone. At least if I hadn't encountered that Lizardman today, they'd have caught us some better prey... Though it's over, I'm still thinking about it and I'm disappointed. And when they and the slave cobolts noticed burns all over the place and burnt hair, they spoke up. "What's wrong with that injury? Hobgoblin, a leader among the young men at the head, answers upright. "Ha. Ano prey hunting lout citato colo, weird shii technique de fire flying bashite resistance no injuries during saleta death" If you look, I could see the Cobolts carrying and bringing the white fairy cat Kett-See, who hung his limbs tied to the stick - no, is that a wand? I don't know the cat year, but I feel somewhat old. Poorly fleshed, it seems almost nowhere to eat. He said it was a suspicious technique, but it's probably magic. I remember some of the Ningen adventurers using magic with their wands in the same way, and fuh I was intrigued. Magic... Magic! This is a powerful weapon, too, in a way! "Is that prey still alive? "Hi. Battle teil en route de, sudden two frafranninali, easy second life ke capture lidekimacita" "I see. Hey, get him over here." Looking at Kett-See, the fairy cat brought by Kobolt's young as he lingered, down to the ground, he doesn't seem to have any particularly noticeable injuries, but he's relaxed and dripping at the tip of his beard. "Whoa. Grandpa, can you hear me? I just wanted to make sure." Then the fairy cat Kett-See looked back at me from under her stretched eyebrows, powerless. "... I can hear you. Wow.... I'm sorry to hear you get caught goblining..." "Hmm. I'm sorry about 'What the hell'. All I want to know is if you can use magic? "... I can use up my magic right now, but I can't even light a fallen leaf.... I don't want to get old at all. I won't resist, so if you want to eat it, eat it." Hopefully. They can still use magic on this fairy cat, Kett-See. If you're such a dashing old man, then it's more convenient to keep him alive until you learn magic than to eat him on this occasion. "Hey, Grandpa. Depending on the conditions, you can keep them alive without eating them." "Well, it's not a waste of my life over this period. Kill him now." "You're a short-minded old man, it's nothing to lose for him." "... what have you done? "Me - No, I want us to teach you magic" The wizard of the fairy cat Kett-Sea looked back at my face, who replied with a smile. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ A month after that, we were in the 'boss room' halfway up the hierarchy with each young hobgoblin, who evolved into me and Ninomae, Goblin Knight, and Goblin Mage. "If you shoot the guardian in this room," Metal Golem, "you get a chest that I touch with a weapon in it, right? "Bye. If you shoot me... then..." The wizard of the fairy cat Kett-See - mentor Nyanko (mentor) - nodded slightly weakly at my question. "What did you do? Can't you trust our arms? You taught me magic." "... Sure, your aptitude, especially yours, is not a lot, but amateurs are still a good place. Plus, demons kill the guardians of the" Boss Room "and get crates. It's not a normal idea. I don't care what kind of sanctions are imposed if someone finds out about this." The Nyanko mentor (mentor) trembles on his back and looks around in a restless manner. "Upstairs, you meanโ€œ that one โ€? Then next time you come, apologize and you'll be fine." "- Who's that guy? As I tried to explain that one to the strangely twisted Nyako mentor, Ninomae, who was walking in the lead, gave a cry to everyone to be cautious so that they could hear me. "Chi, chi, chi, chi! Golem, Gacoccihe, come to Katte, Luzo! All, prepare for battle!!" Following Ninomae's instructions, Goblin Knight got behind it with a splash, and instead Goblin Mage and Goblin Soussarer, who were around me, danced first. I'll cut up the story, too, and line up at the center of that line. A giant metal golem, like a chunk of steel if you look at it, was about to walk slowly toward me with its "red eyesโ€ in the middle of my uppermost face. This guy, who's three times bigger vertically and horizontally than Ninomae, probably weighs a lot too. Every time I walk, the stone floor shakes with tremors. "All the magic squads, once they've shot the first shot, immediately retreat behind the knight! Knight defends the Magic Squad! After the magic attack, beat it with me and Ninomae. As soon as the magic returns, attack from a distance! Aim is a weakness. - Ninomae, you know where it is? "Eye notocolo d 'orou. Connamon, look Leva Fool Demowakal! Once I checked the back, all my people were nodding too. Well, if you're such an obvious weakness, what kind of an idiot would be a goblin, but you can't miss it. I am a necklace on my chest - an inappropriate one that has just connected glowing stone shards, but whatever this stone is called a 'demonic stone', they say that a wizard will be the medium to use magic, and when I first said aptitude test and asked this stone to confirm it through magic to Master Nyako, there was aptitude for five of the flock's goblins, including me, so finding time other than hunting taught me how to use magic, and these days it has improved much, and hunting has become easier - through magic, I imagine "fire" between my open hands. Then a mass of flame was born between the spread palms as much as the head of the child goblin. The other magic squads do the same, each working out magic like flames, light, thunder, and wind about a fist between their hands. Everything magic has its own attributes and doing, and all this depends on compatibility or something, and everyone can only use one type of magic except me. By the way, I can use five different attributes. By the time I found out about it, it was something that Master Nyanko peeled and pulled back. "Lord, are you really just a high goblin?!" Nevertheless, I have still begun to learn magic for a month. So far it's about the magic of fire that makes things things. "Fire! On my signal, the magic of the Magic Squad was unleashed on the head of the metal golem one after the other. The moment they thought my flame released first would strike me straight in the eye, the metal golem was in an unexpectedly smooth motion, defending its weakness with its right hand. My flames are scattered to the extent that I made burn marks on those two arms. Keep walking in that position as if nothing had happened, subsequent magic bursts into the body of the metal golem, but none of it deals damaging damage. "... hmm? But when I realized for a moment that the movement had stopped, I looked back at the ninomae behind me. "Didn't the magic work now? "Um. Thunder Dattana" In Ninomae's words, I looked back at Goblin Soussarah, who could use thunder magic as he was played. "Your magic works! The rest of you, get this guy's support! You prepare to shoot as powerful thunder as you can." "" "" Wakarimashita "" " "Ninomae. Let's go! I pulled out the rusty sword on my hips. "Ooh!! Ninomae also swung a rusty axe and jumped to the front row. Keep two together and go to the metal golem. Gatsun! Gatsun! And whenever the sword hits the axe, this weapon is missing, but it's not something I learned about later. I manage to attack my weak eye with a huge hammer-like metal golem fist, but my guard is hard to reach. There, the voice I was waiting for hung up. "- Thunder Magic Ikimus! Me and Ninomae quickly retreated from the ray into the words, and a lightning magic bigger than earlier flew in at the perfect time, hitting the chest of the metal golem. At that moment, the metal golem stops the pitch and movement as expected. "Ninomae!" "Macacello!" On the brink of Ninomae's axe hitting her defenseless eyes, a breathtaking metal golem moved slightly, and the axe took her eyes slightly off and dug a ditch in her face. "Cimatta!? Conversely, metal golem fists roar toward the defenseless Ninomae after rolling out the great moves. "Damn! If I had mastered the magic of thunder too, I'd have done something that wouldn't have happened like this! A moment later, anticipating the appearance of Ninomae, who would be slaughtered by spitting blood reflexes, I struck my sword into a metal golem with at least one machete - and all my body spirits. Moment after moment, a spark of thunder splashes from my rusty sword. "A magic sword?!" The stunned voice of the Nyanko mentor, who had refrained at the rearmost, echoed. On the verge of hitting the Ninomae, a metal golem that showers my thunder and stops moving. For my greatest chance, I returned my sword and said, "Eat it!" I put my sword tip straight into his eyes. Parin! and an outgoing light noise broke my metal golem eyes. The metal golem, whose eyes were broken, smashed apart as it collapsed in dismay on the spot. "... did you do it? "Um. Yattana, fig!! Soon after, the roar of victory rose from within my companions, and I waved a worn out sword, too, in response to the cheer. and -. I heard strange music from nowhere, and while we were confused, the metal golem fragments sank to the floor and instead came out of a box made of wood. "Is this the chest? "Bye. It's not yours." Encouraged by the Nyako mentor who came forward, I opened that chest and there was one sword inside. "Whoa. This is good, because my sword is not going to be used anymore" I wore out, threw a sword on the spot with little blade left behind, and I grabbed a new sword and pulled it out. A cloudless body reflects my face. I feel that my face is even closer to Ningen than before because of my mind, the corners are longer, my body shape is no longer wasted meat and tight. "... it seems to have evolved. Your lord is no longer a goblin, he's not an Oni." Instructor Nyanko explained it to me in the tone that it was truly frightening. "And the sword, apparently, is like the Devil's Sword. It's out of standard everywhere." "Ho." When I was told and put magic through my sword, it instantly changed into a helical form. "... that's a strange weapon. Well, I like it, so I'm not complaining." "So it's time to go back. Because if you stay too long, your guardian will be resurrected again." "What?! Will the Guardian be resurrected again? Then if I kill him, will I get another 'chest'? "Well...... hey, no way?!" I guess you could have guessed what I was trying to say, mentor Nyanko looking around you and me. Yeah, of course it's what I expected. "Then we'll have all the other guys' weapons and gear. It wouldn't be fair on my own, would it? I'd like to try this out." In contrast to the Nyanko mentor with the head, the Below Ninomae companions are starting to prepare for the next battle with willingness. I just waved the Devil's Sword and joined my people. So, in the end, due to the effect of this sword and the newly learned Magic Sword, we fought 20 fights in a row until we were hungry, and where we got weapons and protective equipment there, we left the boss room behind. By the way, during this battle, Ninomae evolved into the Middle-Ghost (Troll), her stature exceeded 2m, she also gained a new giant axe from the crate, and others in turn evolved into the higher-ranking hygoblin species. "Why are you suddenly a" demon ghost (Oni) tribe "in two stages of evolution!? Or are you mostly a superior race around... Wow - and the gear isn't the extremely rare" Spiral Sword (Karadborg) "?!?" A couple of days after that, as usual, I brought some delicious bait with a melting tongue: sandwich and shoe cream, and that person I visited was more disturbed than I've ever seen before. Apparently, I've achieved more than I expected. By the way, instructor Nyanko, the moment he saw the beauty of this other person - is it much appreciated? - Somehow he blew a bubble and fell. "Good luck for you! Absolutely." "I won't mate!!" I was just turned down. Speaking of which, a ningen male who looks like an asshole used to say. "Um... well, at least give me a kiss - oh, it doesn't have to be a mouth, so I'll lick everything behind my feet" "... you've evolved into a handsome man, and I'm sorry for your character." "Ha. Really? Even if they say beautiful guys (handsome) or something, I don't know, does it mean 'stronger'? Then, that one was joyfully brave and watching the pile of sandwiches and shoe cream eating buddies and cobolts, but he has offered the back of his right hand with some blown out sigh. "... well, I'll forgive you enough to mouth it here for the reward of good luck" Whoa, whoa, whoa! Finally! Finally! Five months early in life! Finally, I succeeded in taking the step to mating!! I got that hand with my kneeling, trembling hand, and I kissed him softly. ......... "...... blah!!" "KHAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! I can eat!!" "Olesama Omaemarkaziri" I don't know what I'm doing myself. As soon as I smelled puffy, soft, slippery skin and females, something in me bounced. "No, no, no, no!!" There was some tremendous momentum, that guy's fist waved, and when he noticed it, he was looking out at the dungeon ceiling with his shiny eyes. "Wow, he's still alive!? Shit, if he evolves like this, he seriously sucks! Maybe I should leave a toddle here......! My consciousness melted white as I listened to that lovely voice of yours.
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ใŒๆ”พใคไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใจใ€ๅคง่ฆๆจก้ญ”ๆณ•ใซๅบฆ่‚ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆˆฆๆ„ใ‚’ๅ–ชๅคฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ่ซธไพฏ้€ฃๅˆ่ปใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€็ถšใๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏ้€ฃ็ถšใ—ใฆใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒไธๅฏ่ƒฝใชใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎ้‰„็ ฒ็Ž‰ใ ใ‘ใฎ่Šฑ็ซใจๅˆคๆ–ญโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฝ“ใฎ ใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฃไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ฃใƒฉ้ซ˜ๅŽŸใซๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ™ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใฃใŸ ใ“ใฎใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€่ซธไพฏ้€ฃๅˆ่ปใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆ•ตใฏๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹ใฏไฝฟใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ€้€šๅธธๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฎใฟใฎ็™ฝๅ…ตๆˆฆใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ—ใ€ใŒใœใ‚“็”Ÿๆฐ—ใจๅ‹ๆฉŸใจใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๆฎ‹ๅญ˜ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฏ28,000ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆ•ตใฎ 1ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆไบบ้–“3ใงๆˆฆใ†ใฎใŒใ‚ปใ‚ชใƒชใƒผใฎใ“ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใปใผไบ’่ง’ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅ€‹ไบบใงใฎๆˆฆใ„ใจ้•ใ„ใ€ๅ›ฃไฝ“ใงใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซใชใ‚Œใฐๆ•ฐใฎๅทฎใฏ็ญ‰ๆฏ”ๆ•ฐๅˆ—็š„ใซๅข—ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹!!ใ€ ใใ†็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸๅ„่ซธไพฏใฏใ€ใพใšใฏใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎ้šŠใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆๅ„่‡ชใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎไธ‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็พฉๅ‹‡ๅ…ตใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใซๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใง่‡ช่บซ็›ด่ฝ„ใฎๆŒใก้ง’ใ‚’ๆธฉๅญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ไฝœๆˆฆใธใจๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐใฏๅคšใ„ใŒ็ด ไบบใซๆฏ›ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃโ€•โ€•ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„ๅฃฒๅ›ฝๅฅดใŸใ‚‹ๅญใซ่‚ฉๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ—ใฆ้›†็ตใ—ใŸๆฝœๅœจ็š„ๅ้€†่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใจ่ฆ‹ใชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—ใŸใกใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅ…ฑๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆไฝฟใ„ๆฝฐใ™ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ“ใจโ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใŒ็ฒ—ๆœซใชๆญฆๅ™จใจ้˜ฒๅ…ทใจใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใชใ ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ ใ™ใ•ใพใ˜ใ„ๆททๆˆฆใฎไธญใ€็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้˜ฟ้ผปๅซๅ–šใฎๅœฐ็„็ตตๅ›ณใŒใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใงๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใช็„ก็งฉๅบใ‹ใคๆททไนฑ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅ‰็ทšใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ๆบ€ใ‚’ๆŒใ—ใฆๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ซธไพฏ้€ฃๅˆ่ปใฎๆญฃ่ฆ่ปใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅผ“ๅ…ตใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅฐ„ๆ’ƒใŒ้™ใ‚ŠๆณจใŽใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้ญ”่ก“ๅธซใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็„กๆ•ฐใฎๆฐทใฎ็ŸขใŒใ€ๆ•ตๅ‘ณๆ–นๅˆ†ใ‘้š”ใฆใชใใใฎๅ ดใซๅฑ…ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่œ‚ใฎๅทฃใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใจใฉใ‚ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Š้จŽๅ…ตใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ชๆ’ƒใงๆ•ต่ปใ‚’ๆถˆ่€—ใ•ใ›ใ€ๅพŒใซ็ถšใๆญฉๅ…ตใŒ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’้ง†้€ใ™ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒๆˆฆๅ ดใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใง็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹่ฒ ใฏๆฑบใพใฃใŸ! ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็Šฌ็•œ็”Ÿใซใ‚‚ๅŠฃใ‚‹ ๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ—ใฆใ€ใซใ‚“ใพใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹่ซธไพฏ้€ฃๅˆ่ปใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใŸใกใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใซ็ฒ˜ใ‚‹ๆ•ตใจๆ™‚้–“ใฎ็ตŒ้Žใจใจใ‚‚ใซๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ่‡ช่ปใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ใ„ใ‚‰ใ ใŸใ—ใ’ใซ็œ‰ๆ นใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ใปใฉใชใๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ?! ๆ•ตใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆนงใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ !? ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใพใฃใŸใๆˆฆๆ„ใ‚’่กฐใˆใ•ใ›ใฌใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใง้€ฃไธญใซใฏๆญปใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹! ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใฏใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ปใซๅ‚พใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅคฉ็งคใฎ้‡ใฏใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฎ็ตŒ้Žใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅพใ€…ใซใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณๅดใธใจๅ‚พใใ€ๅ–ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฎไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใพใงไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใ‚‚ใ€ๅŠๅพ„50mใพใงๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใŸใฎใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•......ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ•ตๅ‘ณๆ–นๅŒบๅˆฅใชใใ€่ก€ใฎๆตทใฎไธญๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฎไธญๅคฎใงใ€่–ๅฅณ็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ„ชใ—ใๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๆณจใŒใ‚Œใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฏใšใฎๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅนใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆ็‹ใซใคใพใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตๅ‘ณๆ–นๅˆคๅฎšใชใๅ…จๅ“ก็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ไธไพฟใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใฃใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ•ใฃใๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆๆญปใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸๅพ—ไฝ“ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„้ณฅใŒ็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒ›ใ‚ขใƒ›้ณดใใชใŒใ‚‰้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใจใใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚MPใฎ็„ก้ง„ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใพใฃใŸใใ€ ใใ†็‹ฌใ‚Šใ”ใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธ็•™ใพใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†ๅบฆ ใจ้•ใฃใฆHPใฎ20%ใ—ใ‹ๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅพŒใซใคใ„ใฆใใŸ ็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใฃใŸ้€ฃไธญใฏใ€ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆ•ตๅ‘ณๆ–นๅ…ฅใ‚Šไนฑใ‚Œใฆใฎใ”ใฃใŸ็…ฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๆ…ŒใฆใฆใพใŸๆˆฆใŠใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ๅพฉๅธฐใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณๅ…ตๅฃซใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ‰็ทšใธๆˆปใฃใฆ! ใจใฃใใซๆˆฆๅ ดใฏๅ‰ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€้…ใ‚Œใชใ„ใง! ใ‚ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ็พฉๅ‹‡ๅ…ตใฎ่ซธๅ›ใฏใ€ๅ›ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ’ƒใฃใŸ่ฒดๆ—่ปใซๆฎ‰ใ˜ใฆๆŠตๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅฎน่ตฆใ—ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅพฉๆดปใฏใชใ„ใฎใงๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใ€‚้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ‹ใพใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปฅไธŠใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‘่จ€ใฃใฆ(ใชใซใ—ใ‚่˜‡็”Ÿๅฏ่ƒฝใชใฎใฏ30ๅˆ†ไปฅๅ†…ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡)ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ใ‚ใจใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใงใฏใ€็พฉๅ‹‡ๅ…ตใฎๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒ้ญ‚ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใจๆˆฆๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ’ค้€€ใ—ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆๅ ดใฎใฉใ“ใ‹ใงๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ไปฎ้ขใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ2ไบบใซๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰นใซใฏใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅงซๆง˜ใŒใŠๆฐ—ใซใชใ•ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎไบ‹ๆŸ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Ž......ๅงซๆง˜ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆฐ—ๅˆ†ๆฌก็ฌฌใงๅŠฉใ‘ใŸใ‚Šใ€็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใซ่™ๆฎบใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใฉใƒผใ‚‚ใ€ ใใƒผใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใƒผใฃ!ใ€ ใใ†่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’้ผ“่ˆžใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅ›žใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้›Œ้›„ใฏๆฑบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹ใพใฃใŸใ็„กๅ‚ทใฎใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณๅ…ตๅฃซใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆบ€่บซๅ‰ต็—ใง่ฃœ็ตฆใ‚‚ใพใพใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่ซธไพฏใฏๅ€‹ๅˆฅใซใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซ่น‚่บ™ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ๅ…ตใŸใ‚Šใจใ‚‚่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใๅฃŠๆป…ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใซใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่ซธไพฏ่ปใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ป้ฆฌใซ่ทจใ‚Šใ€ๅคงๆ…Œใฆใงๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้™ฃๅน•ใซ้›†ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่…นๅฟƒใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ใŠใšใŠใšใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใพใ ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๅ…ตๅฃซใฏๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใฎๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’่กŒใชใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใช! ๅ„‚ใŒๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใใฎใŒใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ไธ‹ใ€…ใฎ่€…ใฎๅฝน็›ฎใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†! ้€ฃไธญใŒๅŒ–็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ็œŸใฃ่ตคใช้ก”ใงๆ€’้ณดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่…นๅฟƒใŸใกใ‚‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ้ ทใใ‚ใ„ใ€ๆˆ‘ๅ…ˆใซใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ฆฌใธใจ็พคใŒใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็„ก่ฒฌไปปใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใช็ˆ†้ขจใŒ้™ฃๅน•ใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€้ฉšใ„ใŸ้ฆฌใŸใกใŒไธปใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไธปใŒไธปใชใ‚‰้ฆฌใ‚‚้ฆฌใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€่ตคใ„้Žงใซ่ตคใ„ไปฎ้ขใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ้จŽๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใ็”ทใ‚’ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใฎ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ“ใฎ็”ทใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ƒธใซๆทกใ„ๆ—ข็Ÿฅๆ„ŸใŒๆนงใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ็”ทใฏ่‚ฉใซไน—ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€ŒๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’็Š ็‰ฒใซใ—ใฆใƒˆใƒณใ‚บใƒฉใ“ใใจใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใ†ใกใฎๅงซๆง˜ใชใ‚“ใžใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎไธ€ๅ…ตๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๅ›žใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใฎใซใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ ?!ใ€ ใŸใพใ‚Šใ‹ใญใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ้…ไธ‹ใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€็”ทใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆไธ€่จ€ใ€‚ ๆง˜ใฎ่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎไธ€ไบบใ€ ใ€Œใชโ€•โ€•ใƒƒ!?!ใ€ ใจๅไน—ใฃใŸใใฎ็”ทใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใง่ธŠใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅ„ช้›…ใซๆจชใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆตฆๆตชไน‹้ฃ›ๆฒซ ใใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใ€้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่€…ใ€ๅ…จใฆใŒ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ‚ใฌ้ชธใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใ€่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ็”ทใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅฅดใปใฉๆ‚ช้‹ใŒๅผทใ„ใ€‚ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆไปฅๅ‰ใฎไฟบใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใ„ใพใฎไฟบใซใฏๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใง้ƒจไธ‹ใฎๅพ…ใคๅœฐ็„ใธ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒญใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธไผฏ็ˆตใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ็”ทใฎ่ถณใฎ้‹ใณใ€ๅงฟใ€ใใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ๅฃฐใซใ€ใ™ในใฆใฎ็ฌฆๅทใŒใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๅˆใ‚ใ•ใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒญใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธไผฏ็ˆตใฏๅคงใใๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ...ใƒžใ€ใƒžใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ใ ใจ? ้•ใ†ใ€ใŠใ€ใŠๅ‰...ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ฒดๆ–นใฏใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰......ใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๅๅ‰ใฎๅฅดใฏๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้ŽๅŽปใฎๆฎ‹ๆป“......ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใๆถˆใˆใ€ใŸใ ใฎ็จ€ไบบใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใ•ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ๅคงใใๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใŒ็œŸใฃ็›ดใใซๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ‹•ใ่€…ใฎๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใŸๆˆฆๅ ดใฎไธ€่ง’ใ€‚ ๆˆฆๅ ดใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ๆฃฎ้–‘ใจใ—ใŸๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ้™ๅฏ‚ใฎไธญใงใ€ใฒใจใคใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸ็จ€ไบบใฏ่ชฐใซใจใ‚‚ใชใๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใ„ใพใฎไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŠๅ‰ใฏๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚€ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆ•‘ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใ‚’ๆ†Žใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใฏๅ›ใŒไธ€็•ชใ‚ˆใ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ญ‚ใŒๅ›ใฎๅนธใ›ใ‚’้ก˜ใ‚ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ๅฃฐใŒใใ‚ŒใซๅฟœใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅงซใ€ ใ‚’ๅทฆ่‚ฉใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ“ใซใ„ใŸใฎใ‹็ท‹้›ชใŒไฝ‡ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆณฃใใฎใฏๅ…จใฆใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช? ใ“ใฃใกใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๆ–นใงๆšดๅ‹•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ๅผ•ใ็ถšใใใฃใกใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚’ใ—ใชใใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œๆšดๅ‹•ใงใ™ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใงใชใ„ๅ˜่ชžใซ็จ€ไบบใŒไปฎ้ขใฎไธ‹ใง้ก”ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใ“ใฎ็ตๆžœใŒ้€ƒใ’ใŸ็พฉๅ‹‡ๅ…ตใ‹ใ‚‰ไผใ‚ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใญใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใง่ฒดๆ—ใซไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ‘่ก†ใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ่œ‚่ตทใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ’’ใ„ใŸ็จฎใŒใ‚„ใฃใจ่Šฝใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใๅ‘Ÿใใ€ใปใฃใจใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚„ใฃใจ้‡ใ„่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸๆ—…ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใฎๆ€ใ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จ่ปใง็Ž‹้ƒฝใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ‚“ใงๅ›ใ‚‚้…ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚้…ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅ›ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใไบ‹ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ใชใซใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€่ชฐใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€่จŠใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ„ๆฌฒๆฑ‚ใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆ่žใ‹ใšใซ็ท‹้›ชใฏใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ€ใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซ็จ€ไบบใฎๅฆ™ใซใ‚ตใƒใ‚ตใƒใ—ใŸๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅงซใฎ่ƒธใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆณฃใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ•?! ไธ€ไบบใงๆณฃใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ่ƒธใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€็”ทใฃใฆ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฏใ€ใคใ‚‰ใ„ๆ™‚ใซๅฅณใฎ่ƒธใฎไธญใงๆณฃใใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚“ใช่–„ใ„่ƒธใงใชใ„ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใฃใ€‚ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใชใ‚“ใฆใฉใ†ใ ใ„? ่ƒธใฎๅคงใใ•ใจใ„ใ„ใ€้‡ใจใ„ใ„็”ณใ—ๅˆ†ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใฎใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฌใฎๅงใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ็ตžใ‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ’ใ‚“ใชใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€้ ฌใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŽปใ„ใฆใ€็จ€ไบบใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใฎๆ–น่ง’ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๅฃฐใฏ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
At the beginning of the war, because of the incredible attack power unleashed by the enemy demons (monsters) and the Allied Coalition of the Lords, who were overwhelmed by massive magic and lost their will, or because of the lack of any subsequent attacks, the earlier ones were judged to be only momentum artillery balls and only one fireworks - well, once we heard of the Zao Wan (artillery balls) and the Spotted Pigeons (fireworks), we would have responded to the request and fired in a row, but now we were very busy drinking and watching the battlefield, slightly exulting, outraged and often commenting -. And to corroborate that, an army of demons (monsters), who had only been waiting for a few days here on the Aquila Plateau, finally began to speak up and move in unison. It was from this that the commanders of the Allied Coalition of the Hordes decided that the enemy had waged a battle of white soldiers, normally with his hands exhausted, and found him angry and winning at best. There are , remaining forces in the kingdom of Amitia, compared to 0,000 enemy demons (monsters). In this world of Theory, where fighting in human 3 against demons (monsters) 1 is almost mutually reinforcing, unlike fighting in individuals, the difference in numbers increases in an equal number of columns. "I can win!! Each of the marquis, so convinced, went first into the operation of conserving his pawns under his direct jurisdiction by putting them at the forefront, a prostitute who had taken them under his own command, divided into several squads. A large but hairy group of amateurs - not to mention potential rebels assembled in the shoulders of a traitorous third prince - it is only natural to use and crush them here for a common fall - even if they desperately confront demons (monsters) who possess crude weapons and armor and creep in, they are swept away by troll warriors and jumped by goblin cavalry (riders) who rush forward in fury. A hell of a picture of a snort shouting just covering his eyes unfolded there during a stifling mix-up. and shooting by archers poured down in fierce momentum from the regular army of the Allied Coalition of the Horses, who were waiting in such disorder and confusion, and countless arrows of ice by the sorcerer hived what was on the spot without separation of enemy allies. In addition, an assault by a cavalry full of stubbornness drains enemy troops, followed by infantry that drives survival - similar sights were repeated all over the battlefield. The battle is settled! How many demons (monsters) are inferior to dogs and animals is not a problem! Convinced of the victory, the commanders of the Allied Coalition of the Lords laughed a lot, but they frowned at the unexpectedly sticky enemies and how their own armies drained over time. WHAT IS THIS?! WHERE THE ENEMY FULLS FROM!? AND DOES NOT DEPRESSE YOUR WARRING AT ALL. It's like they don't have a death thing! That was how the needle of the scale, once leaning against the Army of the Kingdom of Amitia, gradually leaned over time towards the Imperial Crimson side, down to an irrevocable position. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Well, it helps that the range of extensive resuscitation (all-liza), which was originally 8x8 squares, was also extended to a radius of 50m..." I unleashed an extensive resurrection of Virgin Skills (All Liza) in the middle of soldiers falling in a sea of blood, without distinction between enemy allies. A pale light poured gently around me from my long wand/rose secretary (Blue Velvet), and they looked around with faces that were supposed to be corpses, breathing back and stuck in foxes. "Is it convenient or inconvenient to bring them all back to life without judging the enemy allies... well, what a waste of MP I felt when I saw an inept bird who was involved and dead just now come back to life and flew away with an asshole buzzing, at all" Alone, it moves without staying out of skill range and releases extensive resuscitation (All Liza) again. By the way, unlike this extensive resuscitation (All Liza) and full resuscitation (Liza Collection), only 20% of HP is recovered, so the Life Capital (Miko) that followed me quickly has covered recovery by sending down Angel Rain (Angel Rain), his own extensive recovery skill. The people who came back to life were, in any case, originally simmering on enemy allies, so I panicked and tried to fight again. "Uh, the returning Imperial Crimson soldier just get back to the front line! The battlefield is moving forward, don't be late! And you, the prostitutes of the kingdom of Amitia, will not forgive me if I martyr and resist the noble army that shot you from behind, and there will be no resurrection any more, just in case. If you want to run, I won't chase you, so you can run on your own. Above" Just say what you want to say (because somehow it's within half an hour of being resuscitable), and I just left the spot behind. In fact, later on, I heard that the majority of the prostitutes looked like they had lost their souls, fluttered and retreated from the battlefield. Huh, remembering a masked knight who would be fighting somewhere on this battlefield, I asked the two of them. "Especially. - It's not as much a matter as the princess cares." "... Princess Originally I was helping depending on my mood or massacring meaninglessly. So glad you haven't changed. ' "... that's all" Oh, or was that how they thought... "Well for now, let's do our best -! Yes, I inspired myself, and I ran around the battlefield like a wind. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The female male decided no longer entirely. To the completely intact Imperial Crimson soldiers approaching from the Quartet, the Amitian kingdoms, full of creativity and supplies, were individually, but also thoroughly ravaged and devastated without being missed by one soldier. "- to, escape... no, we're retreating! A nobleman of the surviving Horse Army crosses his own army horse and rushes to leave the battlefield behind. The belly-hearted men gathered on the curtain looked at each other and confirmed it as a snack. "But the soldiers on your side are still in battle, do you want to give a lifting signal? "Don't be stupid! It will be for those who descend to buy time for Noun to retreat! While they're holding back the monster, we'll be right behind you! He yelled with a bright red face, and his bellies nodded at each other, and swarmed to his horse with us. "... no, no, isn't that just irresponsible? In a moment, a fierce blast blew the curtain, and the surprised horses set aside the Lord and fled simultaneously. "If the Lord is the Lord, a horse is also a horse..." Falling off their horses under the wind pressure, they looked at the man with confusion as if he were a knight with a red mask on his red armor, who was there at some point or another, walking (on foot). - This man, like I saw him somewhere... There was a pale perception in everyone's chest, but before the answer came, the man said with an invincible laugh at the long sword (long sword) he had on his shoulder. "Commander, there's nothing you can do about it at the expense of your allies. My princess is running around the battlefield to help a soldier on her side." "Who are you?!" The man put up his sword and said a word in a questioning of the subordination of a miserable nobleman. "Imperial Crimson, one of Scarlet Snow's subordinates, Rare Man" "Nah!?!" The man, who named himself a rare man (barely) among the commanders who lost his complexion, swung his sword gracefully across the side as he danced in his slippery footsteps. "- Urana Splash (Uranaminosibuki)" In that blow, he pulled out his sword and set it up, he was about to pull out his sword, he was about to escape, everything turned into an unspeakable wreck. Just one, pull out the aristocratic man who was losing his hip. "... not at all, as bad luck as this kind of guy. I don't know, I don't have a reason to give up on me right now. That's why I ask you to go to hell, Count Villorage." All the signs coincided with Pittari in the foot carriage of the man approaching, his figure and, above all, the voice that called his name, and Count Villorage breathed heavily. "... Ma, you think it's Mallord? No, you... no, you're Claude... Asil..." "The guy with that name is dead. It's the remnants of the past that's here... and it's about to disappear, just a rare person left." Along with the words, a sword swung upright through it. ... the corner of the battlefield where the movers are gone. In the silence of an idle surrounding forest, which I don't think is a battlefield, one sighed, the rare man muttered to no one. "I wonder if you'll be sad to see me like this. No, more than that, I wonder if you hate me for not saving you..." "- You know the answer best, don't you? You don't think her soul wishes you happiness? A clear voice responded to it. "... this, princess" Scarlet Snow stood in the position of holding the secretary of the rose (Blue Velvet) on his left shoulder. "I'm sorry, but can you make me cry after it's all over? The war over here is apparently over, but there's been a riot in Wang Du, and I have to continue to deal with it." "Is it a riot..." A rare man squeezed his face under his mask in an unsettled word. Scarlet snow gently shrugging her shoulders. "Oh, apparently, the results here came from a runaway prostitute, a folk who had previously been dissatisfied with the aristocracy arose at the same time. - Well, I wonder where the seeds someone sprinkled finally sprouted." "... is that right?" A rare man who groans small, relieves... and sighs with a sense of panacea, like a traveler who has finally lowered his heavy luggage. "That's why I'm going to King's Capital with all my troops, so you won't be late. If you're late, you won't be able to do what you left behind, will you? "Right. You still had something to do." I was driven by a desire to ask what I was thinking, who I was thinking, and what I was going to do, but without daring to ask, Scarlet Snow tried to follow the scene. and a strangely crusty voice of a sparse man was called on its back. "Princess, when this is over, can I borrow your princess's breasts and cry all I want? "- Why?! Why don't you just cry alone! Scarlet snow lagging behind from the spot with his chest in his arms. "Hey, a man is a creature who wants to cry in a woman's chest when it's hard." "Well, then you shouldn't have such thin breasts. How about Sophia? It's the size of your chest. It's the size of your chest." "... is that Augustus? You're going to strangle me." Set aside the rare man imagining you, Scarlet Snow ran out like the wind. "Oh man," he scratched around his cheek, and the rare man pointed in the direction of the king's capital. "I wonder if I'll wait..." I murmured someone's name, but no one could hear that voice.
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ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ˆใฃใ€ใจใ€ ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่ˆนๅนฝ้œŠโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใƒซใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใซใ„ใŸๅพ“้ญ”ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใŸใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใ€ไป–ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใฎๅˆถๅœงๅ…ทๅˆใฏใฉใ†?ใ€ ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸไบบ้–“ๅฝขๆ…‹ใฎๅคฉๆถฏใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚่ˆนๅ†…ใฎๅ„ๆ–ฝ่จญๅŠใณๆ•ตๅพ“้ญ”ใฎๅˆถๅœงใฏๅ…จใฆๅฎŒไบ†ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่ฆช่ก›้šŠๆ˜Ÿ็ฃๅ„ๅ“กใ‚’ใ€่ˆนๅ†…ใฎไธป่ฆใชใƒ–ใƒญใƒƒใ‚ฏใซ้…็ฝฎใ€ใพใŸๅฐ†่ปใ‚’่ˆนๅค–ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ไธ‡้€ ๅใ‚„้€ƒไบกใฎๆใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๅ ดๅˆใซใฏใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹็ญˆใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ไธ€็คผใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎๅฏพๅฟœใŒใคใคใŒใชใ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๆ—จใ‚’ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚็„ก้ง„ใชๆŠตๆŠ—ใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ’ใ‚“่ฆณๅฟตใ—ใฆใ“ใฃใกใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใซๅพ“ใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ไธกๆ‰‹ใงใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่†ใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใพใพ็ˆชๅ…ˆ็ซ‹ใกใซใชใ‚Šใ€่ธตใฎไธŠใซใŠๅฐปใ‚’่ผ‰ใ›ใฆ่…ฐใ‚’ใŠใ‚ใ—ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใƒใƒซใ‚ณใƒณ่ฃฝใฎใƒใ‚งใƒผใƒณใงๅบŠใฎไธŠใซ็ฐ€ๅทปใใซใ—ใฆใ€็Œฟ่ฝกใ‚’่ขซใ›ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใง่จ€ใ„ๅซใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใœใ‹็Œ›็ƒˆใซๆ€’ใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ๆฐดๆšใ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญšใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ทณใญๅ›žใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚‹ใตใ‡ใˆ! ใตใใ‚Œใตใใตใ‡ใตใ‡ใˆใตใ‰ใตใƒผใตใŠใตใตใตใ!!(ใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใˆใฃ! ่ชฐใŒๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’่žใใ‹!!)ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅ–œใ‚“ใงๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใพใ™ใฃใฆ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซใชใซใ‹ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใ‹ใฏใ€็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ“ใง้ป™ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆใ€ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆตใ™ใ€‚็Œฟ่ฝกใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ณใƒžใƒณใƒ‰ไธ€ใคใงใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใฎ็‚บใซใ‚‚่ฟ‚้—Šใช็œŸไผผใฏใงใใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ? ใตใ‚ใตใตใตใ‰ใตใตใตใŠใƒผใตใตใ‚?(ใชใซ? ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ?)ใ€ ใ€Œๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ ?ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใ ?ใ€ใจใ‹่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅˆฅใซๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใฎ่ˆนใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€ใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใƒซใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎๅบŠใฎไธญๅคฎใซใ€ใงใ‚“ใจ้…็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜็›ดๅพ„2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใฎใƒžใƒณใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฎ่“‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ไธญๅคฎใซๆกใ‚Šๆ‹ณๅคงใฎๆผ†้ป’ใฎ็  (ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚นใ‚คใƒƒใƒใซใชใ‚‹)ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่กจ้ขใซใฏๅนพไฝ•ๅญฆ็ด‹ๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆบใŒๅฝซใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใ€Ž ใจใ€ๆ€ช่จใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็›ฎใซ็†่งฃใฎ่‰ฒใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใใฎ็›ฎใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใƒ•ใ‚ฌใƒ•ใ‚ฌๅ–šใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ๅข—ใ—ใฆๆฐดๆšใ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆตท่€ใฟใŸใ„ใซๅคงๆšดใ‚Œใงใ€ๅบŠใฎไธŠใง่ทณใญๅ›žใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ’ใซๅคฉๆถฏใŒๆŠผใ•ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใจๅคงไบบใ—ใใชใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎ็žณใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎ่‰ฒใฏใ€ๆžœใฆใ—ใชใ„ๆๆ€–ใจ็ตถๆœ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎ่กŒใๅ…ˆใฏใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใง้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆ‰‹็ญˆๆ•ดใˆใฆใƒใ‚บใƒฌใจใ‹ใ ใจๆด’่ฝใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ€่กจๅ‘ใใฏๅธๅ›ฝ่‰ฆ้šŠใŒๆŸปๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅ็›ฎใงใ‚คใƒณใƒฆใƒชใ‚ขใฎ็ท็ตฑๅบœๅฎ›ใซๆ–‡ๆ›ธใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅธๅ›ฝใฎ่™Žใฎๅญใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅ‡บๆ’ƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฃใงใฏใ™ใงใซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑ้ƒจใจ็›ฃๆŸป้ƒจ้šŠใŒใ‚คใƒณใƒฆใƒชใ‚ขใซๆฝœๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใฎใƒซใƒผใƒˆใงๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๆผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€ใ‚’ใŠใณใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๆตท่ณŠใซๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใ‚’ใปใผไธ€็ถฒๆ‰“ๅฐฝใซใ™ๆง‹ใˆใฎ็ญ–ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠ้ ƒใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒณใƒฆใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆคๆฐ‘ๅธ‚ๅ…จไฝ“ใซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๆ‰‹ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ใใกใ‚“ใจใ‚„ใ‚Š้‚ใ’ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใšใซ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ•ใชใ„ใจใญใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšไฝ™่จˆใชใ“ใจใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅˆฅใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็งปใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฝ“ๅˆใฎไบˆๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซ็ชๅ…ฅ็ญใ‚’็ทจๆˆใ€‚ๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€Ž ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅคงใใ•ใงใ™ใจใ€ไฝ•ๅใ‹่ปข็งปใงใใชใ„่€…ใ‚‚ใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใช......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใŸใพใพใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฏ2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใฎ ใพใ‚ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใซใฏๅ›ณไฝ“ใฎใงใฃใ‹ใ„ใฎใŒๅคšใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅ…จๅ“กใ“ใ‚Œใง่ปข็งปใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰็น”ใ‚Š่พผใฟๆธˆใฟใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Š......ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ ่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซ่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅ‹•ใ‘ใชใ„ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ€ไป–ใซใ‚‚ๅธŒๆœ›่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‚’ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌไธŠ็ฉบใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใ„ใ–ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆ™‚ใซใฏใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝๅŠ ่ฆๅ“กใ‚’้™ใ‚ใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใจใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎๅ…จ้ขๆˆฆไบ‰ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใ†ใชใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใฏ็ขบๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Œใฐ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅ…จใฆใ‚’็ฐ็‡ผใซๅธฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚ŒใฐๅŸบๆœฌ่–ๆ•™ใŒๅ€ซ็†ใ‚„็”ŸๆดปใฎๅŸบ็›คใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ€‚ๅคง้™ธใซไฝใ‚€ไบบใ€…ใฎๆ€จๅ—Ÿใจๆ†Žๆ‚ชใฏๅ…จใฆ ใฏใใ‚“ใช่ก€ใง่ก€ใ‚’ๆด—ใ†......็Š ็‰ฒใจๆๆ€–ใงไบบใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่›ฎ่กŒใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใฆๅฎน่ชใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€ๅ‹ๅˆฉๆกไปถใฏใŸใ ไธ€ใคใ€‚็ฅžใ‚’ๅไน—ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฎŸ้š›ใซ่ปข็งปใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๆ•ดใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰...ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใถใฃใคใ‘ๆœฌ็•ชใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบ‹ๅ‰ใซ่ฉฆใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“โ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆฑบๆ„ใ‚‚ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ’คๅŽใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใซๆŠผใ•ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‹•ใใŒๅฆ™ใชใฎใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใพใงๅพ€็”Ÿ้š›ๆ‚ชใ่ทณใญๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ญˆใŒใ€ใ„ใพใฏใพใ‚‹ใง็Ÿณๅƒใซใงใ‚‚ใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใšใ€้ก”้ขใ‚’่’ผ็™ฝใซๅค‰ใˆไธ€็‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ็žณใซใ‚ใ‚‹่‰ฒใฏใ€ใŸใ ็ตถๆœ›ใฎไธ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎ็ด‹ๆง˜ใŒ้’ใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹! ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใŸใ‚ŒใŸ!ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆ“ไฝœใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฐใ‹ใŒ่ปข็งปใ—ใฆใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅถ็„ถใจ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ‚ใกใ‚‰ๅดใงใ‚‚็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ชฐใŒๆฅใ‚‹?! ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ไบœ่Œถๅญใ•ใ‚“ใ‹? ใฎ็™บใ™ใ‚‹้’ใ„ๅ…‰ใฎไธญใงใ€ๅ…‰ใฎ็ฒ’ๅญใŒ็ตๅˆใ—ใฆไบบๅฝฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฎ่ผช้ƒญใŒๅพใ€…ใซ้ฎฎๆ˜ŽใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•่ชฐ?! ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ใฆ็œฉใ—ใ•ใซ่€ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€่บซ้•ทใ‚‚่‚ฉๅน…ใ‚‚้•ใ„ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ไบœ่Œถๅญใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚้•ใ†......ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใŒใฆๆ˜Žๆป…ใ—ใŸๅ…‰ใฏใ€ไธ€้š›ๅคงใใช้–ƒๅ…‰ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ใใ—ใฆๅ…‰ใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใใฎๅ ดใซใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ๆ—ใงใฏใชใ„็•ฐๅฝขใฎ็จฎๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€œๅฝผโ€ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซœไบบๆ—......?ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใŒใฝใคใ‚Šใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€็ด ่‚ŒใฎไธŠใซ็›ดๆŽฅใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฌใ‚’็บใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€้œฒๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่‚Œใ‚„้ก”ๅ…จไฝ“ใŒ้’ใ„้ฑ—ใซ่ฆ†ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ่ฟ‘ใ„้•ท่บซใซ้’ใ„้•ท้ซชใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€ๅ‚ฒ็„ถใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ฅ็จใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ็ซœไบบๆ—ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใใฎๆœ€ไธŠไฝ็จฎๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็œŸ็ซœ็ฅžๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅŒๆ ผใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใง......ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅคใ„้ก”้ฆดๆŸ“ใฟใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‘ใชใ„ๅ†ไผšใซใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅ›ใๅฃฐใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใŒๆผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใชใฃโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•!?!ใ€ ๅ†…ใงใฏไธ€ๅบฆใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ใ€ๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใ‹ใคๅ†ท้…ทใชโ€•โ€•็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใชใ€็ท‹้›ชใ€‚้€ขใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใžใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ไฟบใฏใ‹ใคใฆใฎไฟบใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚†ใˆใซไฟบใฎใ“ใจใฏใ€Ž่’ผ็ฅžใ€ใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๅ่ซ–ใ‚’่จฑใ•ใชใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใพใ•ใซ่ถ…่ถŠ่€…ใฎๅฃ่ชฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆททไนฑใ—ใŸใ€‚่ฉฑใซใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ๆƒณๅƒใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฝผใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ใพใฃใŸใๅˆฅไบบใŒๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎๅค‰่ฒŒๆŒฏใ‚Šใซใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็ขบ่ชใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒใ‚‚ใ—ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ๆœฌไบบใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€็งใ‚‚ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒ•ไผšใฎไผšๅ ดใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚„ไผš่ฉฑใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅ‚่€ƒใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฎใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚ณใƒ”ใƒผใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใงใฎไฝ“้จ“ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใ€ๅฝผใฏไธ€็žฌใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎๆˆ‘ๅ„˜ใ‚’่žใๅคงไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไฟบใ‚’่ฉฆใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใใ‚“ใชๅฃใ‚’ๅˆฉใใ“ใจใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚“ใŒใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใชใ‚‰็‰นๅˆฅใซ่จฑใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆ‡ใ‹ใ—ใ„่ฉฑ้กŒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž่–”่–‡ๅœ’ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฑ…้…’ๅฑ‹ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ†ใ‚“็ขบใ‹ใซใใ“ใง้–“้•ใ„ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใง็ขบ่ชใฎ็‚บใซๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใงใ€ๆœฌ็•ชใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆ้‡ใญใฆ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ–นใŒ็ถšใ‘ใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏๆœชๆˆๅนดใ ใ—ใ€้…’ใฏๅ‘‘ใ‚ใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใงใ‚ฝใƒ•ใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆ‚ชไน—ใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใŒใ“ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใซ้…’ใ‚’ๆททใœใฆใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใซใใ‚Œใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงๆ‚ช้…”ใ„ใ—ใŸใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ใ€ไฟบใŒๆ‰‹ๆด—ใ„ใพใง้‹ใ‚“ใงๆˆปใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใŒ1ๆžšใงใฏ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฎใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใŸใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆด—ใฃใฆใ‚ขใ‚คใƒญใƒณๆŽ›ใ‘ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’้ƒต้€ใง่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ ใงใ€ไฟบใฎ้šฃใฎๅธญใงใพใ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ชฟๅญใŒๆ‚ชใใใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๅฅณใฉใ‚‚ใŒๅฏ„ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒขใƒใƒฃใซใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ใซใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒƒใ‚ฐใ‚’่ขซใ›ใŸใ‚ŠๅŒ–็ฒงใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Š......ไผผๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใžใ€‚ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใใฎใพใพไธ€็ท’ใซ่จ˜ๅฟตๆ’ฎๅฝฑใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใชใ€ ใ“ใจ็ดฐใ‹ใซ่ฉฑใ™ๅฝผใฎๅฃ่ชฟใซใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ่‡จๅ ดๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸๅฝ“ไบบใงใ—ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๆบ€่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅ‰ๅŠ้ƒจๅˆ†ใง็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏ็ด›ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ๆœฌไบบใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใคใพใ‚‰ใ‚“็”ทใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซ็ดๅพ—ใงใใŸใ‹ใชใ€็ท‹้›ช? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ๆ„ๅค–ใชใปใฉใฎๅ‹•ๆบใŒๅ…จ่บซใ‚’่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ›ใ„ใงๆฌกใฎใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒๅคงๅน…ใซ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€็ฉใ‚‚ใ‚‹่ฉฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซๅ‡บๆฅๆใชใ„ใฎๅง‹ๆœซใ‚’ใคใ‘ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸๅฝผใฎๆŽŒใฎไธŠใซใ€ๆฐดๆ™ถ็ƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎไธญใซใฏ่ตคใ„็‚Žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…‰ใŒ่ธŠใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็ตถๅซใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅฝผใฏใใฎ็ƒใ‚’ใ„ใจใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใๆกใ‚Šๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒณ!ใจไธ€ๅบฆใ ใ‘ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ๅใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€ใŸใกใพใกใใฎ็žณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…‰ใŒๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚€ใฃใ€‚็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€็”Ÿๆฐ—ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้บ้ชธใซใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงๅŠนใ‹ใชใ„ใฎ?!ใ€ ไฝ•ๅ›žๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก้ง„ใ ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝ็ ใ‚’็ •ใ„ใŸไปฅไธŠใ€ใใ„ใคใฎๅญ˜ๅœจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒใ€Ž็„กใ€ใจๆ›ธใๆ›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๆ•…ใซ่˜‡็”ŸใฏๅŠนใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ ๆกใ‚Šๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ€Žๅ‘ฝ็ ใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฎๆฌ ็‰‡ใ‚’ๅบŠใซ่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ€่ปฝใๆŽŒใ‚’ๅฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฝผโ€•โ€•่’ผ็ฅžใŒใ€ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ’ใซ่งฃ่ชฌใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธๆ„ใซใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใซๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใŒใ€่„ณ่ฃใซ็”ฆใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่€…ใซใฏๆญปใ€ใจใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘? โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใƒผใ€‚ใ€Žๆญปใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€Žๅญ˜ๅœจใ€ใ‚’ๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆญปใซ้€ฃๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎใ€Ž ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ•ใฆใ€ๅธฐใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใŒใ•ใชใ„ใง! ๅ…จๅ“กๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Žใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅซใณใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€ๅฎคๅ†…ใซๅฑ…ใŸ้ญ”ๅฐ†ๅ…จๅ“กโ€•โ€•ๅฝฑ็งปๅ‹•ใง ใ€ใฎ่‰ฆๆฉ‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๆถˆใ—้ฃ›ใถใ€‚ ็ดšๅพ“้ญ”ใŒ่ค‡ๆ•ฐใงๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅคงๆŠตใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅง‹ๆœซใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ญˆใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ ใ€ ๅนใๆ›ใ—ใจใชใฃใŸ่‰ฆๆฉ‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใ€ไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝ‡ใ‚€่’ผ็ฅžใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ฑ—ใซๅ‚ทใฒใจใคไป˜ใ„ใฆใชใ„ใใฎๅงฟใซใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒ้™บใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใฏ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ ใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆ้พไบบๅฝขๆ…‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆœฌๆฅใฎๅงฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ ้จ’ใŽใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใŸ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใŸใกใŒใ€่’ผ็ฅžใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ๅฝขใงๅ้‡ไบŒๅ้‡ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝ“ไบบใฏใพใฃใŸใๅ‹•ๆบใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆถผใ—ใ’ใช้ก”ใงไฝ‡ใ‚€ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€้‘‘ๅฎšใงๅฝผใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ็จฎๆ—:็œŸ็ซœ็ฅžๆ—โ†’ๅ‰ต้€ ็ฅž ็งฐๅท: ่ตทๆญปๆ”นๆญฃ HP:Indestructible MP:Indestructible ใ€Œใชใฃ?! ใชใซใ€ใ“ใฎใ€ŽIndestructible(็ ดๅฃŠไธ่ƒฝ)ใ€ใฃใฆ่กจ็คบใฏ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใพใพใ•ใ€‚ไฟบใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ้€šใ˜ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅคฉใซๅ”พใ‚’ๅใใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€ ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹่’ผ็ฅžใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใฏใ€ใชใ€ ใ€Œ้€ƒใŒใ™ใ‹โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!!ใ€ ๅ†ใณๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„้–ƒๅ…‰ใ‚„็ˆ†็™บใ€่กๆ’ƒใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใฎๅนณ็„ถใจใ—ใŸๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใชใฎใงใ“ใ„ใคใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใง้€ฃใ‚ŒๅŽปใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏ่ˆˆใŒไน—ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใชใฎใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใ‚’่ฟฝใ„้ง†ใ‘ใฆใ“ใ„ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ใ‚ญใƒฉใƒชใจๅ…‰ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ„้‡‘ๅฑž่ฃฝใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใธใจ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่–้ƒฝใธใฎ้€š่กŒ่จผใ ใ€‚ใใ„ใคใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไป–ๅ›ฝไบบใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ้ญ”ๆ—ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒๅ•้กŒใชใๅ…ฅๅ›ฝใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่–้ƒฝใซๆฅใ‚Œใฐไฟบใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ™ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใžใ€ ๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใจใจใ‚‚ใซใใฎๆฐ—้…ใŒๆ€ฅใซๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ƒใŒใ—ใŸใ‹......ใ€ ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซๅใๆจใฆใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏ่’ผ็ฅžใซ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใจใ€‚ ใ€Ž.........ใ€ ้‡ใ„ๆฒˆ้ป™ใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ๆถˆใˆๅŽปใ‚Šใ€ๆตท้ขใซๆตฎใ‹ใถใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•่–้ƒฝใ‹ใ€
"- Okay," The last remaining enemy remnant - a ship ghost with a pattern - was eliminated, and the submissive demon who was in the control room was no longer there. "... something like this. Heavenly, how's the control elsewhere? I'll check on the lifetime of the human form just back. "Yes, all control of each facility on board and enemy submissors is complete. Just in case there is a risk of rebellion or escape, we are putting SS and Seven Hazards star beasts on the main blocks on board and also keeping General Thirteen Demons on standby outside the ship, so we are ready to respond immediately." He thanked me and reported that all correspondence had been disconnected. "- So they say," Thigh cancer. I want you to stop wasting your resistance and follow what we have to say. " While holding the back of his skirt with both hands, he clawed ahead with his knees closed, with his buttocks on his heels and his hips down, wrapped around the floor in an Orihalcon chain, peering into Monkey Cancer's face and saying, he jumped around like a water-fried fish, somehow furiously angry. "Sift! Hurryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Who hears what is ahead!!)" "... it's not an atmosphere that I'd be happy to work with you. Well, I don't think there's anything you can do to help me, so I just need you to shut up and watch." I shrugged my shoulders gently and flushed that gaze. I just want to take the monkey monkey off and talk, because one command activates my skills. Hey. You can't imitate it in the interest of safety. "Huh? Heh heh heh heh heh heh? (What? What are you gonna do? "Maybe." What are you gonna do? "or" What's the purpose? I know you're asking, but it's not a big deal, 'cause I'm just gonna let you use the Transition Gate (teleporter) on this ship.' Incidentally, the "Transition Gate (Teleporter)" was located in the middle of the floor here in the control room with a dengue. It feels like a manhole lid about meters in diameter that I saw, with a gripping fist large pitch-black bead in the center (this turns into a switch) and a geometric tattoo-like groove carved on the surface. Oh, I see what this said. "" Metastatic Gate "?!" And the colour of understanding appeared in the eyes of Monoga, who had a surprising look on his face, and at the same time his eyes were all spilled open. With a fugafuga call as it was, heaven held back the troublesome smell of bouncing around on the floor, raging like shrimp that had been watered down by more before. I don't like things that are finally grown up, but the color of the emotions in those eyes was endless fear and despair. "Apparently, this transfer gate (teleporter) is definitely headed for Mr. Daebuta. Well, it's not going to be too much of a hassle until we get this far." In fact, it was tough. In cooperation with the Empress Oriana, ostensibly sending documents to the Fรผhrer's Office in Inyulia in the name of an inspection by the Imperial Fleet to actually dispatch the Imperial Tiger Son's Magic Sailboat Regiment. But in the back, the Imperial Intelligence and Audit forces can already infiltrate Inyulia to see which routes the information leaks and attract the 'Red Sail Pirates', while at the same time being a two-stage measure that almost exhausts the upper echelons that were captured by pirates. By now, the Imperial hand will be in the entire colonial city of Inyulia. So Oriana did her job right at Oriana, so we need to do our part without losing this one. "It's bad when it gets extra done for now, so Monoga will move it elsewhere, and when it's done, as originally planned, form an entry squad around the demon general at the round table. As a precaution, the White Whale will destroy the power section and then be transferred to the air garden, where they will use the transfer gates." Stand up and give instructions. "At this size, some people can't transfer..." While holding Monoga back, Tianli stared at the transfer gate (teleporter) about meters into a difficult face. Well, certainly because there are a lot of big figures in the Demon General. We can't all transfer with this, but that's weaved in from the beginning. Instead, I'm not saying... but there's a reason I'm going out of my way to move the White Whale (Kaiteio) to the aerial garden. In short, because it puts in Mr. Shadowloon who can't make a stand and move, if there are other hopefuls - maybe he will take the initiative around the rare (barely) or the Nine Seals (kukuku) - in the form of a favor, to put in no spare force that can be used. "Well, worst of all, I'm gonna keep the aerial gardens waiting over the Eon Holy King's Holy Capital Facsimile and drop off additional personnel from there when I say I have to," However, if it does, it will undoubtedly mean first and foremost a total war between the Crimson Empire, Imperial Crimson, and the Eon Holy Kingdom. And when that happens, my loss will be confirmed. No, it would also be possible to attribute all the Holy Kingdoms to ashes if that were to bother you, but then this world, where the basic ecclesiastical religion is the foundation of ethics and life. All the resentment and hatred of people living on the continent will be directed at the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson...... no, I Scarlet Snow. Regardless, it would also be possible to slaughter all such people and exercise control by force. But I (I) wash my blood with such blood... I can never tolerate barbarism that dominates people with sacrifice and fear. I want to be only a good neighbor. So there's only one condition for victory. Naming God and playing with this world "Oh my God" eliminating Mr. Budaebuta. That's all. "Well, I guess it's not until those are ready to actually transfer for now... It's bump production, but you can't even try it in advance. That's why once I left a lookout..." The determination was also renewed, and once I nearly returned my heels to withdraw from the occasion, I twisted my neck when I noticed the strange movement of what was being held up in heaven. Until just now, he had jumped around badly, but now he didn't even move as if he had become a stone statue, turning his face pale and staring at a point. And the color in those eyes was just a letter of despair. If you look at the end of that gaze, the pattern of the transfer gate (teleporter) emits a blue light! "- Shit. They hit the lead! I'm not operating from here. Then it would mean someone has been transferred from that side. The timing is too good to say coincidence. Probably had an idea of the situation on that side as well. Who's coming?! Lapoku, Tamegoro, or Atsuko? At the end of Bok's gaze, which bites the umbilical cord - in the blue light emitted by the metastatic gate (teleporter), particles of light joined together to gradually clarify the contours of something like a human shadow. - Who?! I squeezed my hands together and gazed as I withstood the glare. It's not Lapokusan, he's too tall and shoulder-width. Or not like Tamegoro or Atsuko...... Eventually the bright light became a great flash, and on the spot where the light disappeared, stood โ€œheโ€, an alien species not a human race. "Dragon Nation...? Heavenly groaned pompously. Yes, he wraps toga directly over his bare skin, so he can see that his exposed skin and entire face are covered in blue scales: he runs blue long hair on his long body nearly two meters long and proudly surrounds him, although he is certainly a Dragon Nation, but precisely its top race, the True Dragon Divine Nation, with the same presence as me... and was also old familiar with his face. "... Mr. Daebuta" An unexpected reunion leaks a voice almost equal to a whisper. "Become -!?!" In total disregard of her colored surroundings, Mr. Daebuta grinned - arrogant and ruthless, once never shown within "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online". "Long time no see, Scarlet Snow. I missed you. But I'm no longer who I was. So let me call you 'Aoi God'. " I will not allow any objection, that was just the tone of the transcendent. Confused. I was listening to you, and I imagined... but is this really him? Isn't someone else talking at all, using Mr. Daebuta's character? I had to confirm that because I thought it was too transformative. "Do you remember the name of the off-duty venue I attended, too, if you say that you were Mr. Daebuta himself? Shadow Lang and Shima said. They're just dead copies of players, made with reference to in-game data and conversation logs. Then you'll have to confirm your experience in real life, which you won't know in the game. To my inquiry, for a moment he smiled bitterly like an adult listening to the child's endurance. "I wouldn't be allowed to be so clever as to try me if I were you, but, well, you'd forgive me specially. It's a nostalgic topic. - That was definitely a tavern called Rose Garden." Yeah, sure, there's no mistake there. But there's a good chance the place was in my mouth for confirmation in the game, so the production is coming up. I thought so and tried to ask the questions on top of each other, and he went on to utter the words. "You're a minor, and the liquor was a soft drink because you swallowed it, but a badly ridden participant snuck a glass of liquor mixed it up and unknowingly drunk it and made you go back until I washed my hands. One handkerchief isn't enough, so you lent my handkerchief. - I got it back in the mail after I washed it and ironed it. So, I made a mess of you still not feeling well in the seat next to me for a while, now the ladies wanted to stop by and I managed to stop you, but while you were being pushed around, you wore long wigs and makeup... you looked great. With that said, we did a memorial shoot together. " There is a common intensity in his tone of speaking in detail, and it is also filled with information that only the person in question can know. Honestly, I was convinced in the first half. That he is indisputably Mr. Daebuta himself. "... and. In this place, were you convinced that I was once a boring man called Hideki Kitamura, Scarlet Snow? Or should I call it Ayase? "-!? Hearing my former name, unexpectedly upset myself ran all over my body. The next reaction was greatly delayed because of it. "Well, there's some stories to accumulate, but we have to put an end to what we can't do before that." On his palm he shrugged, there was something like a crystal sphere on it. There is a red flaming light dancing in it. As soon as Mormon unleashed a silent scream, he crushed the sphere with ease. Bikun! And only once did he turn his whole body against him. But his body loses power, and then the light is lost from his eyes. "- Mm-hmm. I'm desperate." Needless to say, a full resurrection (lisalection) hangs on the wreckage of a raunchy monkey. But... "Hey, why isn't it working?!" It doesn't work no matter how many times I hang it. "It's no use. Beyond crushing the bead of life, his very existence was rewritten as' nil '. So resuscitation doesn't work." Drop the crushed "life beads" and shards of the dot on the floor, and gently slap him on the palm of his hand - the Ethereal God, comes to add commentary without incident. Unexpectedly, a story I had previously heard from Mr. Shadowloon came back to life in my brain. - Death to a traitor? - Yes, sir. "Death" or "Being" is erased, so when this is done, I will say complete resuscitation (Lizarection), but using resuscitation pills (Elixir) will not bring resuscitation. Linked to Mormon's death, the presence of his guild home, the White Whale (Kaiteio), has faded rapidly. - Okay, let's go home. Ethereal god returning heels. "Don't let them get away with it! Attack them all!! 'Ha!' In accordance with my cry, all the demon generals who were indoors - the shadow moved and the engraving (like this) also jumped out - simultaneously launched an attack by the Ethereal God without any help. In the aftermath, the bridge portion of the "White Whale" that was about to disappear disappears. In a confined space with no escape, a Massive Combat (Reid) class squire attacked multiple times. Most players should be able to end this... "- Hmm. That's pretty aggressive." There was a Ethereal God nestled as if nothing had happened in the exposed bridge part. The look on the face of the heavenly ones becomes more rude when there is not one scratch on the scales. "... wasn't a blow enough" So whining and changing from a dragon man form to a more original figure, the Golden Dragon (Naga Raja). The demon generals, gathered aware of the noise, consolidated their surroundings in a twofold fashion surrounding the Ethereal God, but the person was not at all upset and just nestled in a cool face. Fu, having a bad feeling about it, I checked his status in the appraisal and saw it. Race: True Dragon God Race Creative God Name: Daebuta - Aoshi (Shin) Title: Uprising and Death Amendment HP: Indestructible MP: Indestructible "Become?! What is this display called 'Indestructible'?" "Keep it up. I don't have access to any kind of attack. It's like spitting in heaven." Gently shrug your shoulders and answer, Ethereal God. - Okay, then. "Let them get away with it - Eh!!! Once again, the Heavenly Ones attack simultaneously. His flat voice was heard from beyond the awesome flashes, explosions and shocks. "Yeah, well, because of that, I'll give him this. You can take him away on this occasion, but then you won't be able to ride Hing. Because of this, come running after me from you." With that word, something like a square metal plate, glittering, flew to my feet. "It's a pass to the Holy Capital. With him, he would be from another country, but he would be demonic, but he can enter the country without any problems. If you come to the Holy City, you might find a way to kill me." The signs suddenly disappeared with laughter. Heavenly realizes it and stops the attack hand. "Did you let him get away..." It's a lifetime of bitter throwing up and throwing up, but everyone who was on this scene understood. We were missed by the Ethereal God. He said he lost. ......... Heavy silence falls. The White Whale (Kaiteaio) also disappeared, and on the back of the [Divine Fish (Bahamut)] Kuyuan (Kuo) floating on the surface of the sea, I picked up my passport and sighed, still rolling. - Sacred capital.
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ใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†็ๅฆ™ใชๅๅ‰ใฎๆตท่ณŠใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸๅŒ—้ƒจใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒซใƒŒๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆ นๅŸŽใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๅคงๅž‹่ˆน1้šปใ‚’ไธญๆ ธใจใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎไป–ใ€่ˆน่ถณใฎ้€Ÿใ„ไธญๅฐๅž‹่ˆนๆ•ฐ้šปใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅคง่ฆๆจกใชๆตท่ณŠ้›†ๅ›ฃ(ใพใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆ•ใพใˆใŸใฎใฏใใฎไธ€็•ชๆœซ็ซฏใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใŒ็‹ก็Œพใงใ€ๅ˜็ด”ใซๅ•†่ˆนใ‚„้‹ๆฌ่ˆนใ‚’่ฅฒใ†ใฎใงใฏใชใใ€ๅœฐๅ…ƒใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฎๅฝนไบบใซ้ผป่–ฌใ‚’ๅ—…ใŒใ›่กŒๅ‹•ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซๅฝนไบบใฏ่ขซๅฎณ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่จดใˆใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šๆฝฐใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆตท่ณŠใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’้Žๅฐ‘็”ณๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅ„ฒใ‘ใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆๆตท่ณŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎšๆœŸ็š„ใซ้ซ˜้กใช่ข–ใฎไธ‹ใ‚’่ฒฐใ„ใ€ๆ‡ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฝนไบบใจๆตท่ณŠใฏใ€่ฑชๅ•†ใ‚„็ถฒๅ…ƒใชใฉใซใ€ŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸๅˆ†ใฎ้‡‘้กใ‚’็ดใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ•†่ˆนใ‚„ๆ‘ใ‚’่ฅฒใ‚ใชใ„ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจๆŒใกใ‹ใ‘ใฆ้‡‘ๅ“ใ‚’ไพ›ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช้–ขไฟ‚ใŒ้•ทๅนด็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใใ†ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใใฆ้ขจๅ‘ใใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใฎๅ‚˜ไธ‹ใซๅŽใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใงไบคๆ˜“ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๆดป็™บๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ—งๆฅใฎใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผๅธ‚ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹่ˆนไปฅๅค–ใฎๅค–ๅ›ฝ่ˆน็ฑใฎ่ˆนใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใใŸใ“ใจใงใ€้š ่”ฝใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆตท่ณŠ่ขซๅฎณใŒ่กจๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซใชใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ไพ‹ใฎใ€Ž่ตคใ„ๅธ†ใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸ้ญ”ๅฐŽ่ˆนใ€ใซไน—ใฃใŸๆตท่ณŠใฎๅฐ้ ญใงใ€ๅŒ—้ƒจๅŸŸใฎ็ธ„ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆตท่ณŠใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ€้ฃฝๅ’Œ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใ‚Šใ€็ตฑๅˆถใŒๅ–ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒ็‚นใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚่จฑใ›ใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€‚็Ž‡ๅ…ˆใ—ใฆๆณ•ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ในใๅฝนไบบใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆตท่ณŠใจ่ฃๅ–ๅผ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่ณ„่ณ‚ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใŸใชใ‚“ใฆ!ใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๅณๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‹ณใ‚’ใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒƒใจๅทฆๆŽŒใซๅฝ“ใฆใฆๆ†คๆ…จใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใฒใจใˆใซใ™ในใฆ็งใฎไธๅพณใจ่‡ดใ™ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€‚โ€•โ€•้™›ไธ‹ใ€่ช ใซ็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ่‹ฆๆธ‹ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ€้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„! ๅˆฅใซใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซไฝตใ›ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€Žๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใซใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚่ชฐใŒไธ€็•ชๆ‚ชใ„ใ‹ใง่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๆตท่ณŠใจ็พๅ ดใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใ—ใ€‚ๅคงไฝ“ใ€็ฎก็†่ฒฌไปปใจใ‹ใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏ็งใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใƒ–ใƒผใƒกใƒฉใƒณใŒๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€่‡ณๆ€ฅใ€ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใซใฏ็›ฃๆŸปใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใŸ่€…ๅ…ฑใ‚’ๅŽณ็ฝฐใซๅ‡ฆใ•ใญใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒๅ†ใณๅธญใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ๆ–ญๅ›บใŸใ‚‹ๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๅคง้‰ˆใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใœใฒใจใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ใจใ‹ใฏๆฝฐใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ—ใ€้€ฃไธญใŒ้›†ใ‚ใฆใŠใ„ใŸ่ฒกๅฎใ‚‚ๆฒกๅŽใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝใช้™ใ‚Š่ขซๅฎณ่€…ใฎ่ฃœๅกซใซไฝฟใฃใฆใญใ€‚ ่ฉณใ—ใใฏใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใฎๅˆฅ่˜ใฎๅœฐไธ‹ใซๆตท่ณŠใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ใจใ‹ๅนน้ƒจ้€ฃไธญใ‚’ๆ•ใพใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎๅฅฝใ่€…้€ฃไธญใŒ่ถฃๅ‘ณใฎๅฎŸ่ทตไธญใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ€ใใฃใกใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ€‚......ใพใฃใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใซใฏไปฃใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ๅ–‰ใฎๆธ‡ใใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚นใซๆณจใ„ใงใ‚ใฃใŸ้ฎฎ่ก€ใ‚’้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ™ใจใ€ใ™ใ‹ใ•ใšๅคฉๆถฏใŒใŠไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆณจใŽ่ถณใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใ„ใคใซใชใใŠ่…น็ซ‹ใกใฎใ”ๆง˜ๅญใซ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใŒใ€ใชใซใ‹ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ไบ‹ๅพŒๅ ฑๅ‘Šไผšใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใŠ่Œถ่“ๅญใฎใ‚ทใƒฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒซใƒผใƒ‡ใƒซใจใ‚ถใƒƒใƒใƒˆใƒซใƒ†ใ‚’ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใŸใ€‚ ้‹ญใ„ใญใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ€‚ ๆƒšใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่…น็ซ‹ใกใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹......่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใ•ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ€ใ„ใ‚„่ฆ‹้€šใ—ใฎ็”˜ใ•ใซใคใใฅใๅซŒๆฐ—ใŒๅทฎใ—ใŸใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒƒใƒใƒˆใƒซใƒ†ใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃ้ฃŸในใฆ......้€”็ซฏใ€็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒ‘ใ‚ฏๅฃใซ้‹ใณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ ๅ›ใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่žใๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใญ......? ใ€Œใ•ใฃใ่ฉฑใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸ้ฃŸๅ ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ๆœ‰ๅ็„กๅใฎๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใŠๅบ—ใฏ2~3ๆ—ฅๅพŒใซ้–‰ๅบ—ใ—ใฆใ€็ตŒๅ–ถ่€…ๅคซๅฉฆใฎ่กŒๆ–นใฏไธๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅฝนไบบใจใฎ็™’็€ใŒ่Š‹ใฅใ‚‹ๅผใซๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ไฟ่ญทใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝนไบบใŒๆตท่ณŠใจๅŒใ˜็ฉดใฎ็‹ขใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚ŒใฏใพใŸใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚้ฃใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„่ฉฑใงใ™ใญใ€ ใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ›‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใฎใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ‚......ๅˆ่žใใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจๅฎถ่ฒก้“ๅ…ทไธ€ๅˆ‡ๅˆ่ฒกใ€่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆๅคœ้€ƒใ’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใฃใฆไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใงใฏใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใจไฟกใ˜ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๆœ็ดขใ—ใฆใ€ไฟ่ญทใ‚’่กŒใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๅŽšๆ„ใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ็งใฎไธๆ‰‹้š›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไป–ไบบใฎไบบ็”Ÿใซ็„ก้—‡็Ÿข้ฑˆใจๅนฒๆธ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‚„็”ŸๆดปใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใก็‚บๆ”ฟ่€…ใฏๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฎๅฎ‰ๅฏงใจๅนณๅ’Œใ‚’ๅบ‡่ญทใ™ใ‚‹่ฒฌไปปใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅ›ฝๅฎถใจ่จ€ใ†ๆž ็ต„ใฟใงๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚็‰นๅฎšไธ€ๅ€‹ไบบใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ไนฑ็”จใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไพ‹ใˆๅ–„ๆ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€้€†ใซๅทฎๅˆฅใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ€‹ไบบใฎไบบ็”Ÿใฏๆœฌๆฅใ€ใใฎๅ€‹ไบบใŒ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ในใใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ไธ€ๆฆ‚ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใฎใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆตใพใ‚ŒใŸๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฎๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใซๆ€ใˆใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ๅœฐใ‚’้€™ใ„ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎ้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใ‚’ๆกˆใ˜ใฆๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™่พ›ใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใงใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ“ใๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใช่€ƒใˆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏ้ฃŸใน็ต‚ใˆใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ญใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใซ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฏ่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ไธ€ไบบใฒใจใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”Ÿใซ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๆŒใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ๅธ‚ไบ•ใฎไบบใ€…ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ—ฅใ€…ๅ˜†ใ„ใฆไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹!? ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใจใ„ใ†ๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸๅธŒๆœ›ใฎ็ฏใ‚’ๆถˆใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๅ‹™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฎไฝฟๅ‘ฝใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฎใ„ใŒใฟๅˆใ„ใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๆฏ’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‚ใ€Žใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใง่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่ฆ‹่งฃใฎ็›ธ้•ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆญฃ่ซ–ใ ใ‘ใซใ€็‰‡ไธ€ๆ–นใฎ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŒใคใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็ฅžใชใ‚‰ใฌ่บซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅ…จ่ƒฝใซใฏใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็ง้”ใฏ็„ก่ƒฝใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใญใ€ ้™บๆ‚ชใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅ ดใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ›ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€่ฉฑใ‚’็ทๆ‹ฌใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒๅŒๆ„ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹่ฉฑใฏใพใจใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใƒ‡ใƒผใƒ–ใƒผใ‚ฟใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ€Ž็ฅžใ€ใ‚’่‡ช็งฐใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆฅฝๅœ’ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ–็•Œใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’......็„ก่ƒฝใ ใชใใ€‚ ใจใ€ใ—ใฟใ˜ใฟๆ…จๅ˜†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใใ“ใธใ€็™ฝ้ซชใงใƒ™ใƒผใƒซใ‚’่ขซใฃใŸ้ป’ไบบใฎ็พŽ้’ๅนดโ€•โ€•ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฎ ใ€Œใ”ๆญ“่ซ‡ไธญใ€ๅคฑ็คผ่‡ดใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸๆ–‘้ณฉใ€ๆ€ฅใŽใฎ็”จไปถใ‹?ใ€ ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใ€่ปฝใ้ ทใๆ–‘้ณฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ไพ‹ใฎๆตท่ณŠใฉใ‚‚ใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅฝฑ...ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ๅฎ˜ใฎๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใฎไธ‹ใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‹ทใ‚‚...ใ„ใˆใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎ็†ฑๅฟƒใช่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ€้€ฃไธญใฏๅฎŸใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ไพ›่ฟฐใ‚’่กŒใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใฏๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’่žใใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ๅฎ˜ๆ†ฒใจใฎ็™’็€ๆง‹้€ ใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไพ‹ใฎใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€่‡ช็งฐใงใฏใชใใ€ไป–ใฎๆตท่ณŠใŒๅ‘ผใถไป–็งฐใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ใŒ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๅฃใฎๆจกๅ€ฃใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚่ณชใฎๆ‚ชใ„็Œฟ็œŸไผผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฎถใฎใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคง่ฆๆจกใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ใ€Œ็„ถใ‚Šใ€ใจๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–‘้ณฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ไธธใ”ใจไน—ใฃๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็พคๅฐใฎๅ‘จ่พบๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅทฆใธใจๅฃฒใ‚Šๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆจกๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใ“ใพใงใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใฎๅคงใใช่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšใซใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถๅ…ƒ้ฆ–็ดš4ไบบใŒๆƒใ„ใ‚‚ๆƒใฃใฆใ€ๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใจ่จ€ใ†้ก”ใงๆ–‘้ณฉใฎๅฆ–่‰ถใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใƒžใ‚ธใƒžใ‚ธใจๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใ”ใจใจใฏใ€ใพใŸใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใฎๅคงใใชๆตท่ณŠใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚’ใ€ใใฎใพใพๅฃฒใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ†ใจใ‹ใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„่ฉฑใซๆ€ใˆใพใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใจใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒๆŽจๆธฌใ‚’่ฟฐในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆตท่ณŠใซๅ›ฝๅฎถ็ตŒๅ–ถใฎๆ„ๆฌฒใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚่ฒทใ„ๆ‰‹ใŒๅฑ…ใ‚Œใฐใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅฃฒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ๆ–นใŒ็ขบๅฎŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚......ใพใŸใ€ไธ‡ไธ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฅฝๆกไปถใฎ่ฒทใ„ๆ‰‹ใŒๅฑ…ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ“ใ‚’ๅ†ๅบฆๆ”ปใ‚่ฝใจใ—ใฆๅฃฒใ‚Šๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใ‚ใŸใ—ใฉใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅฎถใŒๅคง็พฉๅๅˆ†ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใ‚’ไพต็•ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€้žๅˆๆณ•ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ๅ›ฝๅฎถไธฆใฟใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไปฎๅฎšใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒ็ขบๅฎŸใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ใใฎๆตท่ณŠใฏใ€ ็ขบใ‹ใซใญใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆตท่ณŠใฃใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใชใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใชใฟใซใ€ใใฎใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒๆœฌๆ‹ ๅœฐใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚€ๅ„กๅ›ฝๅฎถใงใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆ–‘้ณฉใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใฎๅŒ—่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸๆคๆฐ‘ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚คใƒณใƒฆใƒชใ‚ขใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ๆœŸใ›ใšใ—ใฆๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚“ใ ๅ…จๅ“กใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใŒ......ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’ๅคงใใ่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒๅ‘ปใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใ€ใŠๅธฐใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ๆ‰‡ๆƒ…็š„ใชๆฐๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ฌใƒผใƒซโ€•โ€•ๅฐ้–“ไฝฟใ„้ ญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎ18ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใฎใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณโ€•โ€•ใŒใ€้จŽ็ฃ(1ใƒˆใƒณใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒ‰ใซไผผใŸ่ง’ใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸๆตท็ฃ)ใซไน—ใฃใฆ่ˆนใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€ใ€Ž็ด…ๅธ†ๆตท่ณŠๅ›ฃใ€ใฎ่ˆน้•ทใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผโ€•โ€•็™–ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่ตคๆฏ›ใซใ‚ฟใƒผใƒใƒณใ‚’ๅทปใใ€้Š€่‰ฒใฎๅˆบ้’ใŒๅฝซใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ค่‰ฒใฎ่‚ŒใฎไธŠๅŠ่บซใซใ€่ตคใ„ใƒใƒงใƒƒใ‚ญใ‚’็€ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ็›ฎไป˜ใใฎ้‹ญใ„้’ๅนดใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็กฌใ„ๆจซใฎๆœจใฎ็ฎฑใ‚’ๅบŠใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚่ˆนใŒ1่‰˜่ฒทใˆใ‚‹ๅ€คๆฎตใ ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใฟใŸใ„ใช่ฉฑใ ใ€ ไป้ ‚้ขใฎ้’ๅนดใจใฏๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏ่ŠฑใŒใปใ“ใ‚ใ‚“ใ ๆง˜ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใฃใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆฒขๅฑฑใฎ็จฎ้กžใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ! ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใฃ!ใ€ ใใฎๅฃฐใซ่ช˜ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใžใ‚ใžใ‚ใจ30ไบบใปใฉใฎ่ˆนๅ“ก้”ใŒ็”ฒๆฟใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹ๅ…จๅ“ก10ไปฃๅพŒๅŠใ‹ใ‚‰20ไปฃๅŠใฐ้ ƒใพใงใฎ็พŽๅฅณใƒป็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ€่ฒข็‰ฉใจใ—ใฆ็ŒฎไธŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฒด้‡‘ๅฑž้กžใ‚„ๅค–ๅ›ฝใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใชใฉใ‚’ใ€ไธญ่…ฐใซใชใฃใฆๅฌŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€็›ฎใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆๅŸๅ‘ณใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“(?)้”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‹ฅๅนฒ้›ขใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅจ˜้”ใซใƒชใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅ ้ ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฎใชใ„็ˆถ่ฆชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ“€ๆ„ใ‚’่ƒŒไธญใซ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใŸใพใพโ€•โ€•้’ๅนดใฏ่ˆน็ธใซ่…ฐใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ€้ ใ„็›ฎใงๆฐดๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นใ‚’็œบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๆตท่ณŠใฎ่ˆนๅ“กใŒใ€ไฟบไปฅๅค–ๅ…จๅ“กๅฅณใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใญใˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใ€ ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€่‹ฆๅ‘ณใŒๆททใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’้’ๅนดใฏๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ใ€Žไธ–็•Œใฎๆตทใฏไฟบใฎๆตทใ€‚ไธ–็•Œใฎๅฅณใฏๅ…จ้ƒจไฟบใฎใ‚‚ใฎ! ้‡Ž้ƒŽใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใญใˆใœ!ใ€ใจๅธธๆ—ฅ้ ƒๅ…ฌ่จ€ใชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใชใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅ‚ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸๅฐ้–“ไฝฟใ„้ ญใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€้’ๅนดใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใๆฏŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ! ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏ็‰‡็›ฎใซใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‘ใƒƒใƒใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใƒใ‚ฒ้ ญใฎๅ‰ฏๅฎ˜ใจใ‹ใ€็‰‡่„šใซ็พฉ่ถณใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸๅฅฝๆผขใจใ‹ใŒ่„‡ใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใฆใ€ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ—! ้‡Ž้ƒŽใฉใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‡บๆ’ƒใ !ใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆตท่ณŠใ ใ‚ใ†ใซ! ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใฎๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜ใฎๆ‹…ไปปใƒใ‚ธใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฏ?!ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใŸใพใŸใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฟƒใซใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ ็ฃไบบๆ—ใจใ„ใ†ๅฑžๆ€งใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰้ฆดใ‚Œ้ฆดใ‚Œใ—ใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€้’ๅนดใฎ้ญ‚ใฎๅซใณใ‚’ไธ€็ฌ‘ใซไป˜ใ™ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใƒใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฏ็”ทใฎๅคข! ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ›ใƒชใ‚ขๅ……! ใƒใƒผใƒฌใƒ ็Ž‹ใซไฟบใฏใชใ‚‹ใฃ!!ใ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’ใ€Ž ใ€Œ......่‹ฅๆฐ—ใฎ่‡ณใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ใ„ใพใฏๅ็œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅฃใงใฏใชใ‚“ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ˜จๆ™ฉใ‚‚ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๆฉŸ้–ข้•ทใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃ! ใชใœ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ็‹ญใ„่ˆนๅ†…ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใŒใฃใใ‚Šใ†ใชๅž‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹้’ๅนดใซ่ฟฝใ„่จŽใกใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ๅฅณ้›ฃใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฌกใซ้™ธใซไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆตท็ฅžใซใงใ‚‚ใŠๅ‚ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚ˆใ†......ใ€ ๅฃใงใฏๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใจๆ‚Ÿใฃใฆใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ้’ๅนดใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใฝใ‚“ใจ่†ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ๅ ใ„ๅธซใฎใƒ‰ใƒŠใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€่ฟ‘ใ€…ใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฏใ€Žๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใซๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆณจๆ„ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚่กŒใใชใ‚‰ๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚? ใฉใชใŸใ‹้จ™ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฅณใซๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฃใฆ้š ๅ–ฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใŒ......ใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆๅพŒใ‚ใ‚ใŸใ•ๆบ€่ผ‰ใฎ้’ๅนดใฏใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใ›ใ„ใœใ„ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏ่ช ๅฟƒ่ช ๆ„่ฌ็ฝชใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซไธ€่จ€ๅฟตใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใŒใŸใ‚€ใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹้›†ๅ›ฃใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใจ้–‹ๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้’ๅนดใฏใ€่พŸๆ˜“ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๅ†ใณๆฐดๅนณ็ทšใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใถ็„ถใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใญใˆใ€ ็ฅžใ‚’่‡ช็งฐใ™ใ‚‹็”ทใชใ‚‰็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏๅ ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ€่ˆนๅ†…ใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚
"- Is it adhesion?" King Collard, listening to me, groaned with a bitter face. "Damn. Looks like I've been Zubuzub for a long time. Between pirates and Quito officials." The wrinkles between King Collard's eyebrows deepen in my words, shrugging his shoulders gently. Then in more detail, that day, I heard from a man with a taste of piracy - I didn't torture him or anything else, I just heard him out with the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye). Shadow Lang and some enthusiasts were delighted to wait for a collection of such evil hobby tools that were available where, such as "Faralis Bull", "Ten Disc (Soba) Board", "Iron Virgin", "Skull Crusher", "Pear of Distress", "Inquisition Chair", "Cradle of Judah", "Crocodile Pench" and so on?! - I put that into my mouth again. Firstly, a pirate with a rare name such as "Seamount Cats", but this was originally a large group of pirates (I caught it at its most extreme end), consisting of one large ship as its core and a few other small and medium-sized ships with fast legs. So, the way these guys did it was cunning, not simply attacking merchant ships and carriers, but sniffing snot at most local officials and gaining freedom of movement. In short, by crushing complaints from victims and under-declaring pirate victimization against the country, officials regularly received expensive sleeves from pirates according to their profits, which they had put into their nostalgia. Furthermore, officials and pirates apparently had taken "if you pay a fixed amount of money, don't attack merchant ships or villages," such as luxury merchants and nets, to make them supply the gold. They've had that relationship for years, but they've come here and changed the wind direction. Firstly, the intensification of the transaction itself with Amitia and Cres fitting together under the umbrella of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson, which led to an increase in the number of ships of foreign registry other than those belonging to the old city of Quito, made the pirate damage that had been concealed a tabernacle. Secondly, the rise of pirates aboard the example 'Red-sailed Magic Guided Ship', which seems to be caused by the fact that pirates expelled from the northern territories have flown, become saturated and are no longer in control. "And you can't forgive me. I can't believe an official who should have taken the initiative and followed the law was bribed for doing a back deal with a pirate! Levan outraged with his right-hand fist, pussied against his left palm. "Not at all. This, for one thing, is all about my immorality. - Sire, I am truly sorry." King Collard stands up with a bitter look on his face and bows his head. "Oh, no! I didn't say I was responsible for King Collard..." In conjunction with Levan, who waved both hands in a hurry, I also waved a hilarious hand in the form of 'Never Mind'. "Right. In terms of who's worst, he's a pirate and a crime scene person. Mostly, if it's managerial, Boomerang will come back to me eventually." "That said, as soon as possible, Quito must have access to the audit and severely punish all those who thoroughly involved." King Collard, who thanked him, once again ran out of words about his seat in a resolute tone. You'll be wielding quite a bit of a daze then, but I'd love for you to do the best you can. "Right. Oh... and I crushed the 'Seamount Cats' and stuff that night, and I confiscated the treasures they had collected, so use them to make up for the victims whenever possible. For more information, I think we caught the pirate's best balls and the executives in the basement of Kitto's villa, and our lovers are practicing their hobbies, so I decided to have them confirmed that way.... Ma'am, I can't replace a dead man's life. " I felt thirsty, so when I drank out the blood that had been poured into the glass, Heaven poured out an alternative. "... Your Majesty, when will I ever see you angry, anything? When she said it was an ex-post debriefing, Empress Oriana, who had once again made time to show her face, asked as she peeked into this one's eyes as she forked apart today's confectionery strudel and zach torte. That's sharp, that's right. Though I thought I'd fall in love, the three glances prompted me, and I opened my mouth. "I mean angry... I guess I was reluctant to add or subtract my stupidity, or make it into the sweetness of the outlook" "What does that mean? Take a bite of Zach Torte...... As soon as possible, Oriana overlaps her doubts as she brightens her eyes and transports them to her pakupaku mouth. Are you seriously willing to ask...? "It's the dining room we were talking about earlier, but it looks like there was a well-known anonymous harassment, and in the end, the store closes in a couple of days, and the owners' couple are missing. - From there, it turns out that the adhesion with this official is a potato ceremony, but the official seeking protection was the same hole as the pirate, so it will be." "... that's another story you can't afford." and it was Levan who clouded his face. "No, well... again, I'd like to believe that it's not the worst case because some people seem to have seen the general pull her luggage and run away at night with her husband with all her household belongings and tools -" "Do you also want to search here and provide protection? I appreciate the generosity of King Collard for saying so, but I shook my head sideways. "No, there was definitely my mess, but I'm not going to interfere with other people's lives with Darkless Arrow Cod. They have their thoughts and their lives." "Right. We in the Exchange are responsible for sheltering the peace and security of our people, because that is what we intercede in the framework of what we call the State. If you abuse power for a particular individual, whether that is by analogy an action from good will or vice versa, you would call it discrimination. It seems cold, but an individual's life is inherently the responsibility of that individual." Levan bites into a split story that looks like Oriana. "It seems to me like the arrogance of a human being living a privileged life. I don't know how spicy it is to crawl through the ground and live through tomorrow's food, so I can tell you by looking down from the top like that." "That would be an arrogant idea." Oriana put the finished fork on the cake plate with a noise. "Can you be responsible for the life of every citizen of your country? Isn't the people of Ichii still alive, even if they mourn and live their lives every day?!? That's because they have the hope that maybe, it would be our mission not to turn off those lamps of hope! I saw King Collard's face, somewhat detoxified by the confusion between these two. He was also grinning bitterly in the face of 'Good Lord'. Though there are differences of opinion, there's no way you can have one shoulder, just the truth. "Well, because God can't be himself. We can't be almighty, but still, it doesn't mean we're incompetent. Then just do as much as you can." "You're right." King Collard agreed with my words, summing up the story, in order to change the air of a place that was about to become vicious, and somehow the story came together. Nevertheless, humans are the same thing in every world. If Mr. Daebuta calls himself 'God' anyway, just make a world like paradise... incompetent. And there he was smugly moaning, a beautiful black young man wearing a veil with gray hair - the speckled dove (but) (human form) of the thirteenth demon general, came in stiff footsteps. "Welcome, excuse me." "What's up, Spotted Pigeon, what's the rush? For the inquiry of heaven, a speckled dove nodding gently. "Yes, about the pirates in the example, but also the shadows... and the torture done under the guidance of the officer in charge... No, in answer to our enthusiastic question, they made a really interesting statement" In the meantime, I decided not to let the scratch in, and I decided to listen to the contents of the report. "First of all, about the adhesive structure with the government constitution, this is an example of the 'Red Sail Pirates' - well, not calling themselves, but like the other names other pirates call them - imitation of the modus operandi carried out, which also seems to be a poor quality monkey imitation" "So the" Red Sail Pirates "in the main house are going more massively? To my doubts, the speckled pigeon agrees "naturally". "It almost looks like they're taking over the whole country and selling out even more of the small, peripheral countries from right to left" Without wishing it were just that much of a big story on the scale, the four former heads of state are all aligned to gaze seriously at the neat face that can be described as the gloss of a speckled dove with a face that says it's half-hearted. "Every country is another big pirate on a much larger scale." "Still, it sounds a lot like a waste of time selling off the state you got on purpose, just like that? "No," King Collard speculated toward Levan, who twisted his neck. "I guess pirates are originally unwilling to run the state. If there was a buyer, it would be more certain that they would just sell it. ... and in case there is a more favorable buyer, you can strike it down again and sell it away." "Well, it's basically like we illegally invade another country under a big name. I mean, it's better to assume there's a state-like power, the pirate." Sure. After all, I wonder what the pirate is like. "By the way, it's that 'Red Sail Pirates' and the puppet state they're based in -" The speckled pigeon's gaze was directed at Oriana. "It's with the Northwestern colonial power of the Grawior Empire, Inyulia." The gaze of everyone who was short-lived and breathtaking concentrated on Oriana. "... No way, such a stupid thing..." Oriana moaned with her eyes wide open. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Welcome home, sir" A fancy fitting bunny girl - quite a pretty girl around the age of from the Hagi tribe, a small-time head - bows her head to the captain of The Red Sail Pirates, who has returned to the ship aboard a horseman (a horned beast resembling a ton of Todo). He was greeted - turban wrapped around his habitual redhead, brown skin upper body carved with silver tattoos, and a sharp, eye-catching young man, just wearing red chocks, placed a box of hard oak trees on the floor that he had in his hand. "Look, it's the Southern spice (spice) I wanted. This is the price you can buy one ship for, so it sounds like an idiot." In contrast to the young man on the top of the Buddha, the girl grinned as if the flowers were corny. "Oh, I can't believe you have so many different kinds! Thank you, sir! You've been invited by that voice, a lot of people and about sailors come out on deck. For some reason, they were all just beautiful women and girls from their late teens to their mid-0s. In addition to spices (spices), other colleagues, such as precious metals and foreign costumes donated as a gift, are whispering and changing the color of their eyes to indulge in each other (?) From them, slightly away - somehow my daughters occupied the living room and left me carrying a grief like a father with no place to stay on my back - the young man lowered his back to the fringe and looked beyond the horizon with a distant eye. "Why are all the pirate sailors but me women? Impossible, normal." The youth could not contain a mix of bitterness in their own voices that whined. "It's still, 'The ocean of the world is my ocean. All the women in the world belong to me! I don't want no bastards!' Isn't it caused by the fact that it's been proclaimed on a daily basis? The young man scratched his head 27615; to the words of the girl with the small-head who had come by at some point. "That's right, but that would be a private story! At work, a bald-headed lieutenant with an eye patch on one eye, or a favorite guy with prosthetic legs on one leg, cemented his side and said, 'All right! Bastards, let's go!' Or so it would be the pirates doing it! What is this high school position for women?!" "Again, that's not even in my mind" Is it an attribute of the Beast Nation, or a girl who, if she does, in a familiar tone, smiles at the cry of the soul of a young man? "'Harlem is a man's dream! Now it's time to go for it, Leah! I'll be King Harlem!!" You were screaming when you helped me out of The Seamount Cats. " "... youthful. I'm reflecting now." "I don't care what you say with your mouth, but last night I put the head of the engine in bed -" "Become! How do you know?!" "That's a small boat." A disappointing girl who hangs after a drooling young man. "It could be a woman's ordeal here. Next time we go ashore, we'll come to the Sea God..." A young man who tried to change the subject, realizing he couldn't win with his mouth, but the girl slapped her knee pounding on the words. "Yes, Donna, the fortune-teller, said, but soon your husband should note from 'Stabbed by the Moon Goddess'. If you want to go, the Moon Goddess is better." "What, what the hell? "Come on? Isn't it a metaphor for someone to be stabbed in the back by a deceitful woman? Even when they said that, I had a feeling... the young man, too many and full of hindsight, accidentally strayed from his gaze. "At best then, you must apologize sincerely." Pushing a final thought, the girl went back to the group where her companions stood. The young man, finally open, groans once again as he looks at the horizon with his pioneered face. - The moon goddess. I know if you're a man who calls himself God... well, the intrigue would be divination. I decided not to care and went back onboard.
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ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฏ่ก›ๅ…ตใซไปปใ›ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆŠœใ่บซใฎใ€Ž ่–”่–‡ใฎ็ฝชไบบ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไป˜ใ„ใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใใฆโ€•โ€•ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใพใ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆฅใฆใ„ใชใ„โ€•โ€•ๆ•ฐ็ง’ใงๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใพใง็™ปใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็ชใๅฝ“ใ‚Šใฎ้‡ๅŽšใช้€ ใ‚Šใฎๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‹ใใฃๆ”พใ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ไฝŽใใ—ใฆใ€่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ“ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ็›ฎใซใ—ใŸใฎใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใƒผใฃ! ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚จใƒƒใƒ!!ใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ไธ€ไธใงๅ› ๆฅญใใ†ใชไธญๅนด็”ทใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆŠฑใไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใซใ‚’......ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ! ่ฒดๆ–นใฏ!?ใ€ ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซใ€Ž ใ€ใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๅฅฅใฎๆ–นใธไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆ่บฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ‹ๅญใซใ€ใฐใŸใ‚“ใ€ใจๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸไธญๅนด็”ทโ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ่ฉฑ้กŒใฎใƒŠใƒณใƒˆใ‚ซไธปๅธญใ ใ‚ใ†โ€•โ€•ใฎ้ก”่‰ฒใฏๅœŸ่‰ฒใงใ€ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๆฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใพใ ๆญปใ‚“ใง้–“ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰่˜‡็”Ÿใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใช็ญˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰30ๅˆ†็ตŒใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่˜‡็”Ÿใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใฎๅก”ใฎไธญใงใฏใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไฝฟใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๆญปไฝ“ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ€Œใฉใƒผใžใฉใƒผใžใ€ใŠๅฅฝใใชใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจไฟƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฏใ ใ‘ใฉๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆๅก”ใฎๅค–ใพใงใงใฆ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€่˜‡็”Ÿใฏๆ–ญๅฟตใ—ใฆๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใช? ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใง็งใ‚’ใƒใƒกใŸใฃใฆ่งฃ้‡ˆใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใช? ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎใŠใฃใ•ใ‚“ใจ็—ดๆƒ…ใฎใ‚‚ใคใ‚Œใงๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๆฎบใ—ใพใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใญใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽปใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅ…ˆใซ่€ƒใˆใจใฃใŸ่จ€ใ„่จณ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒใ‚ฟใซ่ฉฐใพใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œไพ้ ผไธปใฏ่ชฐ!? ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใƒใƒƒใƒ†ใƒณไธปๅธญใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?!ใ€ ใพใจใ‚‚ใซ่ฉฑใ™ๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซๅตŒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒใƒƒใƒ†ใƒณใ‚„ใชใใฆใƒใƒซใƒ‡ใƒ ใงใ™ใ‚......ใƒใ—ใ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใฃใจใ‚‰ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ›ๆญปใ‚“ใ ไบบ้–“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅๅ‰ใชใ‚“ใฆใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใซใ’ใซใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚้ฌผ็•œใงใ™ใชใใ€ ๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใฎใƒšใƒ†ใƒณๅธซใซใฏใ ใ‘ใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใ‚! ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€็ขบใ‹ใซๅพ—ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใฏๅฑ…ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€็„ๆญปใ ใ‹ๅฎขๆญปใ ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ไบบ้–“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใจใ“ใงใ™ใชใใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏใ€็พๅœจ่บซไปฃ้‡‘ไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใตใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚„่ก›ๅ…ตใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซๆฏใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚„ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€ไพๅฅณใฎใƒชใ‚ฃใƒผใƒŠใพใงใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใช่ถณๆ‰‹ใพใจใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใซ! ใ‚„ใ‚€ใชใๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใจๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใจใฎ่ปธ็ทšไธŠใซ้‡ใชใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซไฝ“ใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใซใฏๅฝ“็„ถๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ€Žใ”ใใ‚ใ†ใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใชใใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใใฎ่พบใฏๅฎˆ็ง˜็พฉๅ‹™ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚“ใงใ€ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใชใใ€ ็š‡ๅฅณใฎใปใ†ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ€่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๆŒ‡็คบใง่กŒใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŸใกใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใŒไธŠๆ‰‹ใ่กŒใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€้€”ไธญใงๅฅ‘็ด„ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใงใƒใ‚คใƒˆใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญ?ใ€ ็ขบ่ชใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅฟƒๅค–ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใ‚’้ก”ใฎๅ‰ใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒ่ƒธใฎใƒ–ใƒญใƒผใƒใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚’ใคใใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นๅŒ็›Ÿใฎ็‰นไฝฟไธ€่กŒใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎๅŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’้€ƒใŒใ—ใŸ่ฒฌไปปใงใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฎใŠใฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰้€”ไธญ่งฃ้›‡ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใฃใ›......ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰็พฉ็†ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใง่ฉฑใ—ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใŠ้™ฐใงๅคงๆใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ไป–ใฎใƒใ‚คใƒˆๆŽขใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‰ไปŠๅ›žใฎไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’้ ผใพใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ‚’็ชบใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงๅฎฎๆฎฟใธใฎ้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใจใ‹็ŸฅใฃใฆใŸใ‚ใ‘ใญใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ ใ‘ใฉใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅˆฅใซไธ€ไบบใงใ‚‚่ฅฒๆ’ƒใงใใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใฏ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚„้ฃŸไบ‹ใฎๆ™‚ใซใ€Ž ใ€Œ......ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ตใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹่ก›ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆๅฅชใˆใฐ?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚่…‘ใซ่ฝใกใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใฎใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’่‹ฅๅนฒ ใ€Œ่ฒดๅฅณใ€ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™? ใ‹ใ‘ใŒใˆใฎใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็ฐกๅ˜ใซๆฎบใ™ใจใ‹่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠๅ‰ใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ‹!!ใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅซใณใซๅคง็œŸ้ข็›ฎใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๅ•†ๅฃฒใงไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฐŠใ„ๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ธใฟใซใ˜ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒๅฟซๆฅฝใ‚„ๆ†Žใ—ใฟใ€็ช็™บ็š„ใชๆ€’ใ‚Šใชใฉใง่ปฝใฏใšใฟใซๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅ่ช‰ใ ่ช‡ใ‚Šใ ใจ็พŽ่พž้บ—ๅฅใ‚’ไธฆใน็ซ‹ใฆใฆๆฎบใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ้“ๅพณใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ ผใฏใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ไธป็›ฎ็š„ใฎ็‚บใฎๆ‰‹ๆฎตใจใ—ใฆไบบใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใชใ‚“ใžใ€ๆœฌๆœซ่ปขๅ€’ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ†......ใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใใ•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใฃ!!! ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ—ใ”ใใพใจใ‚‚ใง้ก”ใคใใ‚‚็œŸๅ‰ฃใชใฎใงใ€ใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฅใ‚‰ใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใƒผใ„ใ†ไบบใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‹ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฆ™ใชใƒใƒชใ‚ทใƒผใŒใ‚ใฃใฆๆ†Žใฟใใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎๆตใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ใใ‚Œใง่ฟ‚้ ใ ใ‘ใฉ็งใŸใกใจ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใจใ‚‚ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅŽ็›ฃใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใ‚ฑใƒ„ใฎ็ฉดใพใง่ชฟในใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ไธ€ไธใงใ€ๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ่„ฑ็„ใงใใŸใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใใ‚ใใ‚่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๆ”นๅฟƒใ—ใฆ้ป’ๅน•ใฎใ“ใจๅ…จ้ƒจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใพใ‚็„ก็†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญโ€•โ€•ใจๆ€ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‰ใซใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฎๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใฏๅ–‹ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ ชๅฟใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ•ตๅŒๅฃซใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€้ ๆ…ฎใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใธใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆไธ‹ใ•ใฃใฆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆถ™ใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใปใฉใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๆš—ใซใ€Žใ„ใพใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฎ็œŸๆ„ใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซๆฑฒใฟๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่ปฝใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๅ‘ใๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใฏๅฃใงใ€่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใจใƒชใ‚ฃใƒผใƒŠใฏไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซ่ก›ๅ…ตใŒ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ2ๆญฉๅพŒใ‚ใซใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใชใ‚‰ใฐ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ๆง˜ใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใปใผไบ’่ง’ใฎใฏใšใ€‚ ใจใ€ๅ…ˆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’็ฉบไธญใง่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใจใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใฎ่ถณใฎใคใพๅ…ˆใŒ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ‚ใฃใŸ้‡ๅŽšใชใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚’ๆŠ“ใ‚“ใงใ€่ถณ้ฆ–ใฎๅ‹•ใใ ใ‘ใงๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใฐใฃใจๅบƒใŒใ‚Š็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ‚’ๅกžใ็™ฝใ„ๅธƒๅœฐใ‚’ใ€ๆ–œใ‚ใซๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใฃใŸโ€•โ€•ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ใ™ใงใซๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใŒใชใใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็›ด้€ฒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๆ•ฐๆœฌใฎใƒšใƒณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•่ถณๅ…ƒใงใ™!ใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆณจๆ„ใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ€ใฏใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ่œ˜่››ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€™ใฃใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใง้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใฃใ€ ็ฉบไธญใงไธ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€Ž ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ€’็ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใง่บฑใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่…•ใฎๅŠ›ใ ใ‘ใงไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใพใง้ฃ›ใณ่ทณใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใƒ!ใ€ ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใŒไธ€็žฌๅ‡บ้…ใ‚Œใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใจใ†ใจใ€ใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็ฉบไธญใซ่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่นดใ‚ŠใŒๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹็›ดๅ‰ใ€ ใใฎ่ƒธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…‰ใฎ็ฒ’ๅญใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใ€้‹ผ้‰„่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒใƒชใƒใ‚บใƒŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ใŒ! ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใจใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใใฎๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„!ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅซใณใซๅฟœใˆใฆใ€้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ชใ‚ณใ‚ธใƒงใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้œŠ็ฃใƒใƒชใŒใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใƒ›ใช!?ใ€ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่„‡่…นใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่นดใ‚ŠใŒๆฑบใพใ‚Šใ€ๅบŠใซๅฉใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ปขใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ปฝใๅ‘ปใใชใŒใ‚‰่ตทใไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ€Žใ‚บใƒ–ใƒƒใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ˆใ„้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฃใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒ็”ŸใˆใŸใ€‚ ่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒซใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ€Ž ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใชใใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใง่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฟƒ่‡“้ƒจใซใ€็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅ…จๅŠ›ใฎ่‚˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€่‚‹้ชจใ‚’็ฒ‰็ •ใ—ใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จ่บซ่ก€ๅก—ใ‚Œใงๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‡„ๆƒจใชๆง˜ๅญใซใ€้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸไพๅฅณใฎใƒชใ‚ฃใƒผใƒŠใŒ่’ผ็™ฝใช้ก”ใงๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆ่žบๆ—‹้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ๆ—ฉ่ถณใง้™ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ็ฅž็ตŒใชใ‚‰ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ้ก”่‰ฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้œ‡ใˆใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซ็•™ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎ่ฑช่ƒ†ใ•ใŒ็‰นๅˆฅใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ HPใฏ0ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚‚ใ€Žๆญปไบกใ€ใจ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่ก›ๅ…ตใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ†ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซ้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚......็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎ่‡ชไพ›ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใŒใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใฎๅฏ†ไฝฟใ‚’่ฅฒใ‚ใ›ใŸใฃใฆ่จผ่จ€ใŒใจใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใƒ–ใƒญใƒผใƒใฏ่จ˜้Œฒ่ฃ…็ฝฎใซใชใฃใฆใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่จผ่จ€ใฏ่จ˜้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ……ๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ€ ่‡ชไฟกๆœ‰ใ‚Šใ’ใซ่ƒธๅ…ƒใฎใƒ–ใƒญใƒผใƒใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹็š‡ๅฅณใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅ…ทใชใ‚‰ๅก”ๅ†…ใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ๆŠœใ‘็›ฎใŒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใƒใƒซใƒ‡ใƒ ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ็„ไธญใง็—…ๆญปใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€็š†ๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ”ๅ†…ๅฏ†ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆฐ—ใœใ‚ใ—ใใ†ใซใใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅฟตใ‚’ๆŠผใ™ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ†…ใซ้š”้›ขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไป–ๅ›ฝใฎไบบ่ณชใŒๆš—ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใฏๅฃใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใฎ้…ๆ…ฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎไธŠใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธๆดพใ‹ใ‚‰้ ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŠ่ท็‰ฉใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆญปไบกใ•ใ›ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๆฑš็‚นใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใจใ—ใฆใฎ่‹ฆ้›ฃใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ“ใฎๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใฎๆ–นใฎ้บไฝ“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่จผ่จ€ใจไฝตใ›ใฆ่จผๆ‹ ็‰ฉไปถโ€•โ€•้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใ ใ‘ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ใจใ—ใฆๆ‰ฑใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ็„ก็†ๅผทใ„ใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใซๅง”ใญใพใ™ใ€ ใพใ‚ๅฆฅๅฝ“ใชๅˆคๆ–ญใ ใญใ€‚็”ปๅƒใจ้Ÿณๅฃฐ่จ˜้Œฒใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒๅผฑใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅ‡ฆๆ–ญใ—ใŸ้ฆ–ใ‚‚ๆƒใฃใฆใƒฏใƒณใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใงไฝ•ใ‹ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใชใ‚‰ไฝฟใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐไฝ“ใฎๆ–นใฏ้‡Žใ–ใ‚‰ใ—ใงใฏใชใใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซใŠๅข“ใงใ‚‚ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆๆกˆใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้ ทใ„ใฆ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅ…ฌใซใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€้บไฝ“ใ‚’่‘ฌใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ”้€ฃ็ตกใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ใŠๅข“ใซ่Šฑใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏไพ›ใˆใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ......ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ๅพŒใฃใฆใฉใฃใ‹ใซ่‘ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใชใใ€‚ ใพใ€ไบ‹ๆ•…็›ดๅพŒใฏ็พๅ ดใซ่Šฑไธ€ใคใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจไฟกใ˜ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•...ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅพŒใฎๅง‹ๆœซใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใง่กŒใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚็š†ๆง˜ใฏไธ€ๅบฆ้›ขๅฎฎใฎๆ–นใธใŠๆˆปใ‚Š้ก˜ใˆใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ก€็”Ÿ่‡ญใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใฏ้•ทๅฑ…ใ—ใŸใใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใญใ€ ้ ทใ„ใฆใ€็š‡ๅฅณใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ‰‹ใงไปฒ้–“ใฎไป‡ใ‚’่จŽใฃใŸใ“ใจใงๆบ€่ถณใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็žณใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ๅคงใใใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹็›ดๅ‰ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้บไฝ“ใซใชใซใ‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹่ฟทใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใง็„ก่จ€ใงใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅก”ใฎๅค–ใธใจๅ‡บใฆใ‹ใ‚‰็จ‹ใชใใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็‰ขใฎๆ‰‰ใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้–‹ใใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพๅฅณๅงฟใฎไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ„ใŸใƒชใ‚ฃใƒผใƒŠใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€ไธญ่บซใฏใพใ‚‹ใงๅˆฅไบบโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ไบบ้–“ใงใ™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€้•ทใ„่€ณใ€้‡‘็ท‘ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅจ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ๅ†ๅบฆ็ชบใ„ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซไบบๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ่žบๆ—‹้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธŠใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใฎ็‰นๅˆฅ้š”้›ขๅฎคใฎไธญใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใฎๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’ๆฑšใ‚‰ใ‚ใ—ใใ†ใซใ€็ˆชๅ…ˆใง่นดใฃใฆไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซใ—ใฆใ€็ฒพ็ทปใชๅฝซๅˆปใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็“ถใ‚’ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€้™ฅๆฒกใ—ใŸๅฟƒ่‡“้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’็„ก้€ ไฝœใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ้€”็ซฏใ€ๆ˜ ๅƒใฎ้€†ๆˆปใ—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฎไฝ“ใŒไฟฎๅพฉใ•ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ†......ใ€ ่˜‡็”Ÿใ—ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒๅคงใใๆทฑๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚€ใใ‚ŠใจไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ้ซ˜้กใช่ชฒ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎ่˜‡็”Ÿ่–ฌใญใ€‚ใŸใ„ใ—ใŸๅŠนใ็›ฎใญใ€ ไธญ่บซใŒ็„กใใชใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆœฌไฝ“ใฎ็“ถใ‚‚ๆถˆใˆใ€็ฉบใซใชใฃใŸไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅจ˜ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒใƒฃใฎๅงใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใฉใƒผใ‚‚ใŠๆ‰‹ๆ•ฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใ™ใ‚“ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŒใƒˆใƒญใƒˆใƒญใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้€”ไธญใงใ€Ž็‰ฉใพใญใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ€ใฎๅŠนๆžœใŒใใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ€่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ™ใฎใซใŸใ„ใธใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ‚ขใƒใƒฃใฎๅงใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅŒ–ใ‘ใฆใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎ็š‡ๅฅณๆง˜ใฎไพๅฅณใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใงๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€้€”ไธญใง่ก›ๅ…ตใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณใซ่กŒใใฎใซไธ€ไบบใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใ•ใใฃใจใญใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใซๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใญใ€‚ๆญปไฝ“ใฎๆ–นใฏ้ชจใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ•ใšๅพ“้ญ”ใซ้ฃŸในใ•ใ›ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ“ใจใŒใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใง้€€่ทใ—ใŸใฃใฆๅฝขใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚“ใŸๅพ—ๆ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ......ใ‚“ใ€‚ใชใซใ‚ˆใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๆผ”่ชฌใพใ•ใ‹ๆœฌๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ............ใ€‚็พๅ ด็ขบ่ชใซ่ก›ๅ…ตใŒๆฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๆ€ฅใ„ใง้€ƒใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ€‚ไพ‹ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€้ตใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€ŒไธŠใ€…ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใจ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅทฅไฝœใ—ใฆใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅŽ็ดใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฎ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใจใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใซ่‰ฏใไผผใŸ็”ทใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ขใƒใƒฃใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒณใพใง็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๆ ผๅฅฝใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใไธๆฉŸๅซŒใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏๅพนๅบ•ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใจๅนณ็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๆญปไฝ“ใซๅˆบใ—ๅ‚ทใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒ็—•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ๅจ˜ใ€‚ ไธ€้€šใ‚Šๆบ€่ถณใ—ใŸ็ŠถๆณใซใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ๆฌกใฎไป•ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใธใ„ใ€ ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใซ่ถณใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅฝฑ้ƒŽใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ็ท‹้›ชใจ่‰ฏใไผผใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
Empress Oriana left it to the guards, and I ran up the spiral stairs holding the "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" with all my might. There's no one who can just follow me - Levan's the hardest at work, but not even half of this one has come yet - and I climbed to the top floor in seconds, and I saw the heavily built door of the poke open, and I kept my posture low and jumped into the room like I was rolling. So what I saw was... "Yikes! Lady's Etsy!! Shadow Lang (Kaguro), who is holding behind a middle-aged man who seems to be working with a pair of pants, looked like he didn't have one either. "- What... I'm doing! What about you? It was reflexively slashed with "The Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)," but it was then pulled back into the back of the room. To that applause, maybe, the collapsed middle-aged man - this would be the talking Nantka chairman - had a earthy complexion and was not breathing, no matter how he looked. But resuscitation should also be possible if he is still dead and hasn't been long. "Oh, it's been half an hour since I killed him, so resuscitation's impossible. Mostly you can't use your skills in this tower." I ran my gaze on the corpse, but I guess that's all I noticed about this intent, and I was prompted, "Come on, come on, do what you want." Shaq, but I put Mr. Shadowloon down, and I can't even hold this body outside the tower to confirm it, so Resurrection declined to focus on Mr. Shadowloon. "What does this mean? Is it okay if you framed me from the start with this intention and interpreted it? I don't think he killed this old man reflexively with his passion." Saying so, Mr. Shadowloon scratched his head like he was in trouble. "... lady, when they say the excuse I thought about earlier, I get stuck in a story" "Who's the client?! What kind of person would kill this President Batten?!" I know I'm not willing to talk decently, so I talk unilaterally so I don't fit into the pace with them anyway. "Ma'am, it's not Batten, it's Valdem... I only hit Ba" "Go away. You're a dead man, so you don't care what your name is! "... what a beast your daughter is." I don't want the assassin petitioner to tell me! "Well, for now, the tip is that there may not be any people who would benefit, but if it were a prison death or a passenger death, there would be people who would not lose money." "... is that about the Grand Duchy of Youth, which is currently negotiating a ransom? When he realized, even Oriana, Asmina, and Lyna, the samurai, stood breathless at the entrance, in a way protected by Levan and the guards. - Ah, well, why are you following me? Even though it makes for an extra pair of feet! I eventually moved my body to an overlapping position on the axis line between Mr. Shadowloon and the entrance. I suppose you naturally realize my intentions. Shadowloon smiled bitterly in the face of 'It's a lot'. "Well, there's confidentiality around here, so you can't reveal it." Turn to the Crown Princess, Mr. Shadow Lang shrugging his shoulders. "The Levans' raid on the prime minister's orders didn't go well, so they broke the contract along the way, and you're naturally lying that you're working part-time with it, right? In response to my question with confirmation, Mr. Shadowloon waved his patter in front of his face with a seemingly out-of-heart face. At the same time, Empress Oriana did her hand on the brooch of her chest with a stiff face. "No, no, you can't lie to your daughter yourself. I don't mind that I attacked a line of envoys from the Cres Alliance, but it's true that Warren's old man fired me halfway for letting that boy go... and that's why I don't have an in-laws to tell you. This is a huge loss. So when I was looking for another part-time job, they asked me to do this job, and I was looking for a chance." "So you knew about the hidden passage to the palace or something. - But then you couldn't have raided alone? He looks sinister at Asmina's inquiry, which has pinched his mouth. "However, at first, I plan to accompany you in" stealth "when looking around and eating, but I refused because the effect of this tower's consumer witchcraft (Ireis) is quite half-effect, and it looks perfectly clear when you approach meters." "... then why don't you kill the guards who have the keys and take them? Shadow Lang is embarrassed by the sound of a slight blame on Asmina on her face that she doesn't feel comfortable. "What do you think people's lives are? It's irreplaceable. Don't tell me to kill it easily or anything." "- You say that!!" I nod very seriously at Levan's cry. "Yes, I say. Let me tell you something. That certainly kills people in business. I trample on my honorable life. But I've never taken my life lightly due to pleasure, hatred, sudden anger, etc., nor have I side-by-side killed a beauty phrase saying it's an honor. I know you don't deserve to talk about morality, but killing people as a means to your main purpose is the end of the line." Ugh... Liar Kusa - - WHAT!!! That's what they all thought, but what they're saying is so decent and serious, it made it hard to get a scratch into the atmosphere. This is who I am, isn't it? I don't know if what you're saying is true or false, but you have a strange policy and you can't hate it... "... well, I guess I figured out the general flow. So it was a long way off, but he acted with us, and he went out of his way to be imprisoned." "That's the thing. I checked up to the hole in my ass, and then I had a pair of pants, and I didn't think they'd throw me in." That's how you got out of jail a lot. "I see. Then it's time for you to be ready." I waved "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". "Or will you revamp and tell me all about the mastermind? Well, I guess not - as I thought, Mr. Shadowloon shook his head to the side. "As I said before, I can't talk about my next husband. Be patient, young lady." "Right. Then we won't hesitate to talk to each other." "Heh. Thank you so much for worrying about this and really making me cry" Shadowloon bowed his head lightly, drawing precisely on the sincerity of my words, such as "I will abandon my love and kill each other now". Then we face each other with a serious look. Mr. Shadowloon's back is a wall, and if you're trying to escape, you'll have to shoot me out or you'll have to go to the only entrance and exit of this prison. I looked right behind me, but just as Empress Oriana and Lyna let me back down, and before that a guard stood and stood at the entrance and exit in the form Levan guarded. Asmina is behind those two steps. With this attitude, I can deal with Mr. Shadowloon without worrying about his back. We can't use our skills, but that's mutual. If it's a bump from the front, it should be almost mutual. And it was still Mr. Shadow Lang who took the lead. For a moment, the moment I turned my attention behind my back, I was about to intercept Shadowloon, who jumped in the air, clutching a tablecloth on a heavy table where the toe of his foot was in the room, throwing just the movement of his ankle. The white fabric that blocked the bulge and spread out in front of me was cut off diagonally - there were a few pens there that were already missing Mr. Shadowloon's appearance and instead came straight ahead like a backsword. reflexively, "- It's at your feet! Levan's attention flew, and when he looked at it all the way, there was Mr. Shadowloon trying to run through it in a crawling position like a spider. "This one." Momentum spinning in the air cut off 'Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)' into a hanging. Mr. Shadow Lang, who stood it down in an inverted way. Plus the force of your arms alone jumps from the spot to the entrance and exit at once. "Chi! Levan fluttered up into the air trying to intercept it while I was out of shape for a moment. Shortly before that kick hit Mr. Shadowloon, Particles of light popped out of its chest, turning it into a steel-colored, halibut-like monster. Shit, these hands! That's how Bo and Levan chewed up their lips and Shadow Lang was convinced of the victory at that moment, "Hari, please! In response to Asmina's cry, Spiritual Beast Hari, like a flying ocho, captured Mr. Shadowloon's submissive demon (pet), an iron rat (tezo), in the air and instantly chewed his throat out. "What an asshole!? Levan's kick was decided on the flank of Mr. Shadowloon, and he was slapped on the floor and rolled. The moment I rose up with a gentle groan, a cut of the sword grew from Mr. Shadowloom's chest along with the dull sound of 'Zubu'. Needless to say, it's my "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" body pierced from behind. Levan's full elbow slammed directly from the front into Shadow Lang's heart as he tried to look back with his face that he had no choice but to crush his ribs and stab him in the stop. Leena, a samurai watching away, quickly stepped down the spiral staircase holding her mouth down with a pale face to the tragic condition of Shadow Lang, who fell and lay low with all her blood on her body. Well, normal nerves would do that. Don't look pale, but don't tremble, I guess the audacity of the Empress Oriana who stays on the spot is special. I sighed and checked Shadow Lang's body. HP is . The state is also labeled 'Death'. You're completely dead. "... are you done? I nodded to Oriana to see what was going on in the dreaded room, protected by the guards. "Right.... In the end, just because I confessed earlier, I couldn't take any more testimony that the Chancellor had made me assault Cress's envoy." "Don't worry about that. This brooch is a recording device, so the earlier testimony should be recorded. This would suffice." The princess confidently hands on the brooch on her chest. Speaking of magic equipment, you could use it in the tower. I see, there's no loophole. "And as for Valdem, I'm going to die of illness in prison, so can you please keep it to yourself? Oriana pushes herself just in case she sees the faces of everyone who was on the spot feeling sorry for herself. No way. Hostages from other countries that were quarantined inside the royal palace have been assassinated, because you can't tell if your mouth is torn. It would be a natural consideration. On top of that, even though the luggage deposited by the Chancellor's faction, it killed it, so I guess it's a double ordeal as far as she's concerned because it created a stain. Naturally, everyone nodded. "That and the body of this assassin, but in conjunction with the earlier testimony, I'd like to treat it as an evidentiary property - only from the neck to the top - but I can't force you about this one, so I'll leave it to Her Majesty's discretion" Well, that's a reasonable decision. Because image and audio recording aren't the only weaknesses. It would be one set with all the severed necks. "I don't mind. You can use it if it helps. Well, if I could, my body wouldn't be wild, and I'd appreciate it if you could make a tomb somewhere." To my suggestion, Empress Oriana snorted firmly and promised me. "Okay. Not exactly publicly, but we'll get back to you after we bury the body." "Oh, please." Well, I'd like to offer you some flowers for your grave. ... Speaking of which, I wonder if they buried me somewhere after I died. I just want to believe that I was given about a flower at the crime scene right after the accident... no, can I do any more now? "- This is where the later begins and ends. Would you all please return to the outhouse for once? "Right. You don't want to stay in a bloody place like this for long." I nodded and followed the Empress and I left the room behind. Levan, too, was satisfied that he had fought his fellow enemies with his own hands, closed his eyes and sighed loudly, walking out with Asmina. Shortly before I left the room, I was not sure if I would speak to Shadowloon's body, but I did not think of anything, so I silently followed the scene. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Not long after they all went outside the tower, the door of the cell where Shadow Lang had first entered slowly opened, from which one woman in a samurai appeared. What you are wearing is the same as Lyna who was there earlier, but the contents are as if they were someone else - or not even human, a daughter of an elf with long ears, golden green hair. The elf looked around again and went up the spiral stairs early enough to make sure it wasn't completely popular. Confirming what was going on inside the special isolation room on the top floor, he kicked Shadow Lang's body with his fingertips and leaned back, seemingly smearing with a ridiculous mixed smile, removing the elaborately sculpted bottle from nowhere and spreading its contents unwrought on the submerged heart area. As soon as possible, Shadow Lang's body was repaired like a reverse of the video, "- Ugh..." The resuscitated Shadow Lang took a big, deep breath and woke up his torso. "That's a resuscitation pill for expensive billing items. That works a lot." As the contents disappeared, so did the bottle of the body, Elf's daughter shrugging her shoulders with her empty hands. "Is that Mr. Acha? Sorry to bother you all." "Absolutely. You're so troubled, I almost got the effect of a" puzzle card "along the way, I've had a lot to mislead." "Really? By the way, from that costume, I think it was that princess's maid that Acha was turning into, where was she replaced? "Oh, I'm all alone on the way to get a guard, so I'll see you then." When I heard that, Shadow Lang's expression faintly darkened. "... did you kill him? "Sort of. The corpse didn't leave any bones to feed the devil, so I think he'll be deluded for a while. Anything can take the form of today's retirement in shock. You're good at that, aren't you?...... hmm. What, you didn't mean your speech earlier, did you? Mr. Assassin." ............ Hurry and flee before the guards arrive to confirm the scene. I know where the example is, and I got the keys. " "Good. Then we have to make sure Scarlet Snow doesn't notice." From the storage back I removed from under my skirt, I changed Shadow Lang's clothes and an elf called Acha that takes out what looks like a man's corpse that looks a lot like Shadow Lang. "Were you even prepared for such a mon? Shadowloon asks with a somewhat grumpy look as he dresses up for his usual outfit. "Of course. We have to be thorough." With that said, "Could it have been something like this," an elf daughter who stabs and wounds a corpse with a flat face and makes a blow mark. I just got a satisfactory situation the whole way. "Well, let's just get back to it, 'cause we have our next job." I encouraged Shadow Lang to carry the back. "... hey" Following her just after the room, Shadowloon, with his legs on the entrance and exit, looked back into the room with a look very similar to Scarlet Snow earlier and ran out with a sigh.
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ใ€Œใฏใ‚......? ใงใ€ใ‚ใจ่‰ฏใ„่ฉฑใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฎๅพ…ใกไบบใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎไบ‹ไปถ็พๅ ดใฎ่ฟ‘ใใงใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่กฃ่ฃ…ใจ่‰ฏใไผผใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใ€ไบบ็›ฎใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใพใชใ„่–”่–‡ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸๅคงๅค‰ใช็พŽ่ฒŒใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ็›ฎๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ๅ…ˆใฎๅฎฐ็›ธใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใซ้–ข้€ฃใ™ใ‚‹็ŠฏไบบใŒ็žฌๆ™‚ใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๅๅฐ„็š„ใซใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใงๅœŸไธ‹ๅบงใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“! ใ†ใกใฎ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€‚......ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใใฎๆ–นใ€…ใจใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆŽฅ่งฆใ‚’ๅ›ณใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ˜จๅคœใ‹ใ‚‰ใดใŸใ‚Šใจ่ถณๅ–ใ‚ŠใŒ่ฟฝใˆใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ€ใ„ใพใ ้€ฒๅฑ•ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ่‹ฅๅนฒๆ‚”ใ—ใ’ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆž•ๅ…ƒใฎใ€Žใกใณใกใณ็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ไบบๅฝขใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใชใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใ„ใ†ใกใซใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚......ใˆใˆใ€็ตถๅฏพใซใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏ็ตถๅฏพใฎ็ขบไฟกใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆ–ญ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใชใ‚‰ไธ–็•Œๆœ€ๅคงๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎๅฎฎๆฎฟใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€็ตถๅฏพ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ถณ้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ๅนป่ดใพใงใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž้žๅธธใซๆ‚ชใ„่ฉฑใ€ใฃใฆใฎใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆๆš—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใพใงๆœช็ขบ่ชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒชใƒ‡่ฟ‘้ƒŠใซ่จญ็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใŒใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็พๅœจๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅŽ้›†ไธญใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใŸใ—ใฉใ‚‚ใฎ่จˆ็”ปใฏๅคงใใชไฟฎๆญฃใ‚’ๅฟ…่ฆใจใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ๆŸณ็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ่บซใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ไพ‹ใˆ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใŒ็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใŒไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚......ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่€ƒใˆ็›ดใ›ใฐใŠใฎใšใจไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸใธใฎ่ฅฒๆ’ƒใจ่ฃ…็ฝฎใฎ็ ดๅฃŠใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆๅฎฐ็›ธใฎ็‹ฌๆ–ญใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ๆ‰‹้š›ใŒ่‰ฏใ™ใŽใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๆฌกๆœŸ็ฃ็Ž‹ใซๆทฑๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒ ใ‚ใ›ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใŒ็ ดๅฃŠใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใงๅ‘†็„ถใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒฌใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใใฎ็™ฝใ„ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณๆง˜ใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใพใŸไบบใฎไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใฎไฝฟๅ‘ฝใ€‚ไน—ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ่ˆนใงใ™ใ€ๅพŒๆˆปใ‚Šใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…ฑใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆบใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ„ไธ–็•Œใ‚’็ฏ‰ใ“ใ†ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ใใฎๅฐใ•ใใฆ่ฏๅฅขใชๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธๆ„ใซใƒ™ใƒƒใƒˆใฎไธ‹ใซใ„ใŸใ‚ทใƒณใŒใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆ‰‰ใซไธ€่จ€ๅ’†ใˆใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธก้–‹ใใฎๆ‰‰ใŒๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใŸ! ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฅณใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใŸใ‚ใญใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใฃใ€‚ใ”็„กไบ‹ใงใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใงใ™!ใ€ ใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใจใฎ้–“ใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ๆŠฑใใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใŠๅ‰ใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?!ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใงๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใฏใฟใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใ“ใฎๅ ดใซ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅฝ“ไบบใฎ็™ปๅ ดใซใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅบฆ่‚ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆง˜ใŒๅฟƒ้…ใง้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงๆฅใŸใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œไผš่ฉฑใซใชใฃใฆใชใ„ใžใ€‚ใ‚’ใ„ใ€ ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€้–‹ใ‘ๆ”พใ—ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸ่–”่–‡ใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ—ใฆใ™ใพใชใ„ใญใ€‚ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅผพไธธใฟใŸใ„ใซ็งใŸใกใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ ใ€Œไธ€็™บใงๆŽขใ—ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ๅ—…่ฆšใ—ใจใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅจ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸใใฆใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅคœใฎๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใŒๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ!?!ใ€ ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใซใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใฏใ ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ“ใจใชใๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ไฝ“ๅŠ›ใŒๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ไปŠใงใฏใ€ใใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅค–ใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆœฌ่ชฟๅญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฏ’ใŒใพใ ๅŠนใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใจ้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใพใงๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅคงใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใ€ ๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใฎ็”ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆง˜ใ€…ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅ…‰ใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่ถ…ๆฒป็™’ ใŸใกใพใกไฝ“ใฎ่Šฏใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็—บใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ‰•ๆ‹ญใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไฝ“ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ไธ‡ๅ…จใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใธใจๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใปใฃใจๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใซ่บซๆŒฏใ‚Šใงใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ€ใจไผใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’้™ใ‚Šใฆๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅ‰ใซ่ทชใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ๅพก่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆฒป็™‚ใ€ใพใ“ใจใซๆๆ‚ฆ่‡ณๆฅตใซใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ในใไบ‹ๆŸ„ใฏๆง˜ใ€…ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใพใšใฏใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใฎ็”ทใŒใชใœใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใŠ่žใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใญใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใ€ใ“ใฎๅฎฎๆฎฟใธๅฟใณ่พผใ‚€ใฎใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‹ใ‚‰้›‡ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‚ๅŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไป•ไบ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไป•ไบ‹ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ๆ‚ชๆฐ—ใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ๆ‚ชใๆ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ€ ๆ‚ชใณใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใฌใ‘ใฌใ‘ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใค็”ทใซๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๆฎบๆ„ใŒๆฒธใใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆŠผใ•ใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใฎ็”ทใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ˆใจใชใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใŸไป‡ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใง่ฆ‹้€ƒใ™ใ“ใจใชใฉ......ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅซใณใซใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฏๅฐใ•ใช้กŽใฎไธ‹ใซๅณๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€ใจไธ€ๅฃฐๅ”ธใฃใฆใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใฎ็”ทใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใฃใ‹?ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ‹ณใŒ้›ปๅ…‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็”ทใฎ้ณฉๅฐพใซๅฉใ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๆŠ€โ€•โ€•ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‹โ€•โ€•ใŒไฝฟใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๅคงใใ็—™ๆ”ฃใ—ใŸ็”ทใฎไฝ“ใŒ้บป็—บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใพใงใใ‚Œใฐๅ›ใฏ็”จๆธˆใฟใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๆฒนๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซๅง‹ๆœซใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠ...ๅฌขใ•ใ‚“......ใใ‚Œใ€ๆ‚ชไบบใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ‚„...ๆญฃ็พฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใง......ใ€ ๆ„่ญ˜ใŒ็„กใใชใ‚‹ๅฏธๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใฎๅ‘ปใใซใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฏ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็พฉใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ‚‚็„กใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†ๅบฆใ‚ชใƒฌใฎใปใ†ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅบŠใซ่ปขใŒใ‚‹็”ทใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใชใ„็„กๆŠตๆŠ—ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใซใฏ่บŠ่บ‡ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ๆจชๅˆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฒ...ๅงซๆง˜ใ€ๅฑ้™บใงใ™! ใŠๆˆปใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใฃใ€ ไพๅฅณใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใคใ‹ใคใ‹ใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ„ช็พŽใชไป•่‰ใง็™ฝใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใคใพใ‚“ใง ใฎใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญ้™›ไธ‹ใงใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝ็š‡ๅฅณใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใƒปใ‚ขใ‚คใƒใ‚ขใ‚นใƒปใƒŸใƒซใƒณใƒปใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใจ็”ณใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ไปฅๅพŒใŠ่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŠใใ‚’ใ€ ่‹ฅๅนฒใ€ๆฏ’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ้ป’ใฎใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใคใพใ‚“ใงๅ„ช้›…ใซ่ฟ”็คผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝไธปใฎ็ท‹้›ชใงใ™ใ€‚ๆœฌๆ—ฅใฏๅฐ‹ใญไบบใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ่–”่–‡ใฎๅงซๅ›ใจ้ˆด่˜ญใฎๅงซๅ›ใจใฎๆญดๅฒ็š„ใช้‚‚้€…ใฎ็žฌ้–“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใจใšใ„ใถใ‚“่ฆชใ—ใ’ใช่ท้›ขใซๅฑ…ใพใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆตฎๆฐ—ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ‡......?!ใ€ ใ€Œๆตฎๆฐ—ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใจใฏไนณๅ…„ๅฆนใชใ ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใ‚ใŸใ—ใธใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฏใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™‚ใจๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚!ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ็—ด่ฉฑๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใฏไป”ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ชใƒณใฎใ‚ทใƒณใŒใพใจใ‚ใ‚Šใคใใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็ท‹้›ชใงๅฝฑ้ƒŽใŒๆฏใ‚’ๅนใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆ้€ƒใ’ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€็‰‡่„šใง่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ธใ‚“ไป˜ใ‘ใŸไฝ“ๅ‹ขใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅถ็„ถใซๅทกใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸ้บ—ใ—ใ่ŠฑๅŒๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒไธ–ใฎๆญดๅฒๅฎถใŒๆง˜ใ€…ใซ่„š่‰ฒใ—ใฆ้ฃพใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฆใŸๅ ด้ขใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒโ€•โ€•ๅฎŸไฝ“ใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
Day when I was transported into this out-of-house room. Much is back on track, so I tried sitting Zen on the bed to perform a restorative technique that enhances self-healing by breathing and circulating the mind in the body. - The effect of the poison or the dull pulse movement. The chest wound is blocked by the healing technician with Empress Oriana to the extent that it leaves no trace, but there is still an unnatural stiffness (chin) that seems not to have fully healed. After about an hour of continuous sweating, Empress Oriana brought in her usual samurai. "Oh, you look a lot better today." "Yeah, I think I recovered enough to stand and walk thanks to you" After I answered that, I said it was complicated by her expression or I wanted to tell you something, but I heard a rare color of hesitation. "... what's wrong? When I hit the lead and asked, I lay my eyes down for a moment, shaking off my hesitation with a really faint sigh, and looked up with my usual expression. "Right. There are good stories for you, subtle stories and very bad stories. From which would you like to hear it? I want to hear the last bad news. "- Then I beg you from a subtle tale." In the meantime, I decided to ask from a story that didn't matter. With that said, Princess Oriana had a delightful grin for some reason. "This is like gossip talk, but near yesterday evening, he said there was noise at the main gate on Metropolitan Avenue. Anything like a middle-aged man hanging unharmed and being exposed." "Is he a hunter-killer? I wonder why that has anything to do with me. "He hasn't been killed. He didn't have any noticeable trauma to himself, and he was stripping his white eyes and fainting... somehow, like being naked and stepping on a man's dignity, which seemed terrible? - Should I tell you the details? "... no, I feel better not to ask you something, so fine. By the way, what does that have to do with me? "It doesn't matter directly. Just that it said 'Warren Sage' big on the victim's stomach, or that the arrow was pointing from the 'Sage' part towards his lower abdomen? The day after the man in question was rescued - that is, starting this morning, when Warren was away from his official duties for some time on grounds of sickness care, there was a notification to the council, etc." In a tone that I know the right answer to but tease, Oriana continued. "Um, didn't he...? "Come on? The prime minister's side is complaining about virtually rootless, but rumor has it that on the same day, the outhouse where the prime minister takes office was raided by someone, and the prime minister's faction seems to be rough about extinguishing the fire, but he can't stand a door in people's mouths. Whether the scandal of power is true or not, it's a funny, weird propagation of tail fins among the masses." Oriana laughs invincibly at it. This princess, you never missed this opportunity to let down the prime minister's authority. It was Levan, so sure. "Thanks to you, we can still shake the time and the daiju that unexpectedly chops up the Chancellor's party. Someone who gave me a hang-up. I don't know who did it, but thank you very much." Why are you laughing delightfully in my eyes when I thank you for that 'who'? "Ha...? So, what's another good story? "Looks like your waiter showed up. Anything near that crime scene, like witnessing a beastly girl in a costume very similar to the one you're wearing and a very beautiful girl in a rose dress that won't stop attracting people's attention." As soon as I heard about it, I instantly figured out who was involved in the Prime Minister's raid earlier, and I was reflexively grounded on the bed. "Shh, excuse me! My sister-in-law and His Majesty did something terrible! "Come on. I don't know what it is.... Anyway, I'm trying to make some contact with those people, but I'm ashamed I haven't made any progress since last night with the right footsteps to follow" Oriana's gaze, speaking with some remorse, was directed at the 'Chibi Scarlet Snow' doll on Levan's pillow. "No, it's okay. Because I think those two will be here soon.... Yep, never." I assured him with absolute certainty. Those two would be the palace of the largest nation in the world, but it definitely doesn't matter.... I don't even hear footsteps coming that far anymore. "That and what is a 'very bad story'? The words made Oriana's expression visible and dark. "It is only unconfirmed information that a transfer device installed near Willide in the Free Alliance of Cres was attacked and destroyed by someone." "Nah!? "We are currently gathering information, but assuming this is true, our plan will require major corrections." As she frowned, she tried to get herself on board and peeked into my face. "But even if it's true that the metastatic device was destroyed...... if you rethink it, you'll see the facts every second. These are the raids on you and the destruction of the device, seemingly discretionary of the Prime Minister, but they are too handy. Is there a pawn in the hands of the Chancellor that would put a deep hand on the next Beast King in the first place and allow him to break through the protection of the Crimson Imperial Empire? Holy kingdom? Even a diocesan knight in his country would be difficult. I feel here a willingness to interfere from the outside. Isn't that a problem between the two countries? On top of that, once again, I believe that a mutual defense agreement with Cress is necessary." Then he turned to me in shock that the transfer device had been destroyed, and offered me that white right hand. "Master Levan, give me a hand. This is also the mission of what stands on people again. It's a boarded ship, we can't go back. Why don't we work together to build a better world" On that small, luxurious hand, where he reached out unexpectedly, Sin, who was accidentally under his bet, shouted a word at the door of the room. At that moment, both open doors were opened vigorously from the hallway side, "There he is! I knew you were bringing in a woman, Brother Levan! "I was worried. Thank you for your safety! I interrupt between you and Oriana subtly, and I hug you. "- Hey, why are you here?! Though I tried to imagine it with a joke, honestly, I was skipped out on the appearance of the same person who I didn't think would show up on this scene all of a sudden. "My brother-in-law Levan flew in worried! "We're not having a conversation. I" That's when I reluctantly knocked on the open door and this one came in with a familiar rose princess. "... I'm sorry to bother you on your own. Shortly after I stopped, when I realized it, I left us like bullets, and I was running out." followed by: "What kind of smell do you get when you look for her in one shot, that girl?" I can't forget if I want to, that night's assassin looked natural, followed by His Majesty the Princess. I tried to jump out of bed for an incredible match, but I was held back by Asmina when she said, "You can't do it, my brother-in-law." Usually to this extent, I can shake it off without any reason, but now that my health has not recovered, I couldn't even take that hand off. "Hmm? Sounds like you're not in the mood." "Oh, isn't my poison still working? Still, it's a big deal to be recovering so far." "Oh, I see." With a face convinced by the words of the assassin man, various magical lights emanated from the hands of His Majesty the Princess, who laid his hands on this one. "" Super Healing (Divine Heel), "" Poison Healing (Cure Poison), "" Body Enhancement (Holly Brace) "" The paralysis that happened to remain in the core of his body was also dispelled, and his health returned to full health. Relaxed, I told Asmina I was "okay" as I gestured, and she quickly got out of bed and knelt before Her Majesty the Princess. "Your Majesty's own treatment, truly, is extremely pleasant. There are various things to report, but before we do that, may I ask you why the man behind you is here? His Majesty, who will look back once and for all behind his back and have a subtle look. "Oh, Mr. Shadowloon knows you. I hired you to sneak into this palace because you sold it to me." "That's what I'm talking about, boy. It's a job, it's a job, so I didn't mean to offend you." There was no way to be bad, and a clear willingness to kill boils down on a man who says he is soggy, but he managed to hold him down successfully. "But the man was at the mercy of the prime minister, and he murdered my people. Things to miss here..." To my heartfelt cry, Her Majesty put a fist of her right hand under her little jaw, roared "Hmm," and looked back at the man behind her. "Mr. Shadow Lang." "What is it? For a moment, her fist slammed into a man's dovetail like electric light. I guess some kind of move - or skill - was used, the body of a big spasmodic man collapsed like he was paralyzed. "Give me this far and you'll be done. I'll kill you while you're alert." "... Lady... that's a bad guy's dialogue or... not justice..." Her Majesty shrugged her shoulders gently to the groaning of a man on the verge of losing consciousness. "I've never been on the side of justice." Then he turned to me again. "So, what do we do? Kill? I was pointed at a man rolling on the floor, but I'm just hesitant to kill an unconscious, irresistible opponent. ......... To where I was worried, the voice of Empress Oriana ranged from side to side. "Please Wait" "Hi... Princess, it's dangerous! Please come back." Ignoring the fact that the samurai also stopped, she grabbed a white dress skirt with a graceful trick and thanked her (Cartesy) as she walked over here. "You are His Majesty Hiyuki of Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire. My name is Oriana Eineas Milne Grawior, Empress of the Grawior Empire. See you later." With a slightly poisoned look, Her Majesty similarly pinched the black skirt and gracefully returned the favor. "It is Scarlet Snow, the Lord of the Crimson Imperial Empire. I'm looking for someone to ask you today and I'm sorry to interrupt you on my own" โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ It is a moment of historic encounter between the Princess of the Rose and the Princess of Suzuran. "Dear Brother Levan (I'm here), I've been a long way from that one, but I haven't cheated on you...?!" "Cheating and nothing, you and I are just milk brothers and sisters..." "What, is that the word to me I've been worried about?!?" "I appreciate it. But think about time and place! Incidentally, behind it Levan and Asmina had an insane talking fight, and at Oriana's feet a child lion sin clumped around, and Scarlet Snow was in a position where he stepped on his back with one leg to prevent Shadow Lang from breathing back and running away with Scarlet Snow. As coincidentally circled Reiki flowers, this is a scene decorated with various footprints by future generations of historians - this is what the entity was like.
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ใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใซ้ก”ใ‚’่…ซใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใงใ™ใใซๅ‚ทใ‚’็™’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ‚ทใƒฃใƒณใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใ‚นใƒžใ‚คใƒซใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ใญใŽใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใŒๅ‹•่ปขใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชๆœ€ๅพŒใฏๅฎˆใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ ใ—ใ€้‡Ž่‰ฏ็Šฌใซใงใ‚‚ๅ™›ใพใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚‚ใ•ใฃใใฎใ“ใจใฏๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใžใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงๅ›ใŒใใ“ใพใง่ฉณใ—ใ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡~!?ใ€ ๅฃ่ชฟใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใฏ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงไฝœใฃใŸไธธใฎไธญใธใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฎไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใฎ็ฌฌไธ€้–ข็ฏ€ใพใง ใƒŽใƒผใƒ‘ใƒณใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใง้ฃ›ใณ่นดใ‚Šใ‚’้ฃŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใ‚’็›ฎ่ซ–ใ‚€ๆ‚ชใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†็ต็คพใ€ใ€Ž ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ‹ ็‚นใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†้“ใ™ใŒใ‚‰(้ดใ‚’ๅฑฅใ็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ€่ฃธ่ถณใ ใจๅฐ็Ÿณใ‚„ๆœจ็‰‡ใงๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆญฉใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใƒ™ใƒˆใƒŠใƒ ๆˆฆไบ‰ใงๆ•่™œใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒกใƒชใ‚ซๅ…ตใฏใ€่„ฑ่ตฐใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใพใš่ฃธ่ถณใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹)ใ€่Š็”ŸใŒใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใฎ็ตจๆฏฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ”้ƒฝๅˆไธป็พฉๆฅตใพใ‚‹ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๆญฉใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ•ใฃใใฎ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’้ ญใซไธ€่ผชๆŒฟใ—ใซใ—ใŸ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใ—ใฆใฉใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ๅฎŸ่ณชใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅพๆœใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒกใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚คใฎใง็ตฑๆฒปใชใ‚“ใฆใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใชใ‚“ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆœ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅด‡้ซ˜ใช็†ๆƒณใ‚‚ๅŠ›ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ตฑๆฒปใ‚‚ใ€ใชใซใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงไธๅนณไธๆบ€ใฏใชใใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Žๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ็ญ”ใˆใฏใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚? ใ ใ‘ใฉไธ–็•Œๅพๆœใ‚’ๆจ™ๆฆœใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‚ชใฎ็ต„็น”ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ๆญฃ็พฉใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆˆฆใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใชไฝฟๅ‘ฝๆ„Ÿใซ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œใ ใ‚ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ......ใ€ใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๅนน้ƒจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใ‚‹ๅ››ๅคฉ็Ž‹ใฎใฒใจใ‚Šใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใ€‚ใชใ‚“้ฆ–ใฎ้ญ”็Šฌใฎๅใ‚’ๅ† ใ—ใŸๅนน้ƒจใŒๅ››ไบบใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„?!ใ€ ๆ™ฎ้€šไธ‰ไบบใ ใ‚ใ†! ใ€Œใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใฆๆ˜Ÿ็ฃใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ ใ ใ‹ใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ„ๅค–ใชๆšใ’่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒƒ......ใ€ใจใ€็ถšใ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ......ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅฅฅใฎๆ‰‹ใงไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฝใจใ—็ฉดใซใƒใƒžใฃใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพ้™ธ้ฏจใฎ่…นใฎไธญใธใƒ‰ใƒœใƒณใ€ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใใฃใ€ๅ››ๅคฉ็Ž‹ใฎใ€Žใ‚ธใ‚งใƒŽใ‚ตใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒปใƒใƒฏใƒฏใ€ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒฏใƒฏใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใฎใ‹ใ„ใฃ!?ใ€ ๆ‚”ใ—ๆฐ—ใซๆกใฃใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซไป–ใฎๅ››ๅคฉ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ใ€Žใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ถใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใƒ—ใƒผใƒ‰ใƒซใ€ใซใ€ใ€Žใ‚ซใƒฉใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒžใƒซใƒใƒผใ‚บใ€ใ€ใ€Žใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ญใƒฃใƒใƒชใ‚ขใ€ใ ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใฃใจใ€Žใ‚ธใ‚งใƒŽใ‚ตใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒปใƒใƒฏใƒฏใ€ใฏใ€ๅ››ๅคฉ็Ž‹ๆœ€ๅผฑใจใ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ......ใ€‚ ใชใŠใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏๆš‡ใชใฎใ‹โ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!!ใ€ ใŒใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ…ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใตใ€ๅฅดใฏๅ››ๅ‡ถๅคฉ็Ž‹ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๆœ€ๅผฑ......ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใˆใ€็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉๆถฏๆฎฟใฎ่‡ชไฝœใƒกใƒ‰ใƒฌใƒผๆ›ฒใŒ่ฉฐใพใฃใŸ้Ÿณๆฅฝ็›คใ‚’้–“ไปฅไธŠใ‚‚่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใจ(็งใจ็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฏๆญŒ่ฉžใ ใ‘่ชญใ‚“ใงๆœฌไฝ“ใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰็„กไบ‹ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅˆป่€€ใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟๆญฃ็›ดใซ่€ณใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใฏ......)ใ€ ๅค‰ใช่ถฃๅ‘ณใจใƒŽใƒชใŒๆต่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡......ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็”Ÿๆธฉใ‹ใ„็œผๅทฎใ—ใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ ไบŒๆ™‚้–“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆธ…ๆถผใชๅฐๅทใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใฎ่ŠฑใŒๅ’ฒใไนฑใ‚Œใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ€Ž่Šฑใ€ใจใ„ใ†็จฎ้กžใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ€ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ค! ใ€Ž่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎ่Šฑใ€ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒฉใจใ‹ใ‚ฏใƒฌใƒžใƒใ‚นใจใ‹ใ‚ขใƒžใƒชใƒชใ‚นใจใ‹ใƒžใƒชใƒผใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใจใ‹ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†!!โ€•โ€•ใ‚ชใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใฎใŠ่Šฑ็•‘ใฟใŸใ„ใช่‰ๅŽŸใฎ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใซไธ€่ป’ใ ใ‘ๅปบใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ่ฒดๆ—ใฎ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“็พๅฎŸใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้ญ”่ก“็š„ใช็ต็•Œใ‚‚็‰ฉ็†็š„ใชๅ €ใ‚„็Ÿณๅฃใ‚‚ใชใ—ใซใ€ไบบ้‡Œ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซไธ€่ป’ๅฎถใŒๆˆใ‚Š็ซ‹ใคใปใฉไธ–็•Œใฏ็”˜ใใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ๆ™ฉใง้ญ”็‰ฉใซๆฝฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚้ญ”่ก“็š„ใช็ต็•ŒใฏใŠใ‚ใ‹็”Ÿๅžฃใ™ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฆใ„ใฆใฏ่ฉฑใŒ้€ฒใฟใใ†ใซใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎไธญใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰็ทๆœฌ้ƒจใฎไบŒ้šŽใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ไธŠ็ดšๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚„ๆฅ่ณ“ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–ฝ่จญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซ่ฏ็พŽใชๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใฃใ‹ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใƒผใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใฎใฏๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ็ฉบๆƒณใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใŒใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰็”Ÿใ€…ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๅ†’้™บ่€…ใจใ—ใฆๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจไฝ“ๆถฒใพใฟใ‚Œใฎใพใพใ€็ด ่ถณใงๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ๆญฉใ็€ใ„ใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๅพ“ใฃใฆๅ…ฅใฃใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“! ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜!?ใ€ ๆš–็‚‰ใฎ็†ฑใงๆš‘ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซๆธฉใพใฃใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใซใใ‚‹ใพใฃใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒใ€้ ญใฎๅ…ˆใ‹ใ‚‰็ˆชๅ…ˆใพใง่ฌŽใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใงใƒŒใƒซใƒŒใƒซใซใชใฃใฆๅบŠใซใ†ใšใใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒžใƒณใƒˆใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใฏใ€ใตใŸใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ไพ‹ใฎใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ไธ‹็€ใพใง็€ใฆใ„ใชใ„็ด ใฃ่ฃธใฟใŸใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใใฎๅงฟใฏโ€•โ€•ใฃ!?!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ไธ‰ไบบใฎๅฃฐใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไฟบใฏ้ขจๅ‘‚ใฎๆ”ฏๅบฆใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰~ใ€ ่กๆ’ƒใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅ‡ๅ›บใ™ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใ‚’ๅฐป็›ฎใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‰ใ˜ใŸ้Ÿณใงๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใตใŸใ‚Šใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ็Šถๆณ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰็ฒ˜ใ€…ใฎ็ฒ˜ๆถฒใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€่บซๅ‹•ใใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅ…จๅ“กใ€้ ญใซ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸ ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŒใ˜ใใ€ในใŸในใŸใงๆฃฎใฎๆณ‰ใฎ่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€้ญ”่ก“ใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ในใŸในใŸใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ๆณ‰ใงไฝ“ใ‚’ๆด—ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๆณ‰ๅ…จไฝ“ใŒ้ ญใฎๅคฉ่พบใซ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๅทฃใงใ€ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ€็€ใฆใ„ใŸไธ‹็€ใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ(ไปฅไธ‹ๅŒๆ–‡)ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏ้ ญใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใฎ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œ............ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ชใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ˜Žใ‹ใซไฝœ็‚บ็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ง็™–ใ‹!? ้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ€ง็™–ใŒๆšด้œฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใƒ!?ใ€ ใ€Œๅผ•ใใ‚~~ใ€็พๅฎŸใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใจใฏ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใใŸใ„ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅธซๅŒ ใ‚‚ๆททไนฑใ—ใฆๆšด่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ‚‚......ใ€ ใซ้™ใฃใฆใฏ็”˜ใˆใ•ใ›ใกใ‚ƒ็ขŒใช็ตๆžœใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใฏ็ซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅคขใฎไธญใงๆฎดใฃใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ไธ‰ไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใงโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใ‚ณๆฎดใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ‰ฟใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡~~~~~ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅ…ฑ้€šใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใใ†ใ€‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚็งใฎๅ‚ใซ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็”Ÿๆ†Žใจ็งใซใฏไฝฟใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅคฑใใ—ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ€Š ใ€‹ใฏๅ€‹ไบบใƒญใƒƒใ‚ฏใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็งไปฅๅค–ใฏๆ‰ฑใˆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ๅŽŸๅ…ธๆบ–ๆ‹ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚
Outside Adventurers Dream Of Newlyweds He was Joey, who swollen his face in a bump, but healed his wound immediately with a hand potion, a crisp look, and floated a refreshing smile and twisted me. "You were in a mood, you had no choice. Besides, the last line was protected, and I think the wild dog bit me, and I think you should forget about Hiyuki." "Why do you know so much about the situation?!?" The tone and smile are refreshing, but inside a circle made with your left hand, inserted (or even inserted) into the first joint of your right index finger - or, Joey, let it in and recreate an earlier situation you don't want to vividly or recall. If it's not a no-pan, I just want to feed you a flying kick on the spot. "Those guys would be the men of The Black Tulip, an evil secret society looking to conquer the world" Whatever, Joey's stronghold and the way to do it (if you're in the habit of wearing shoes, you can't walk on the ground injured with pebbles or pieces of wood if you're barefoot. As a result, American soldiers captured in the Vietnam War were first barefoot so that they could not escape, etc.), and while walking along the urbanist superb ground, where the lawn was like a fluffy carpet, Joey began to explain about a hog ghost (oak) with an earlier black tulip round his head. "... no, you're going to conquer the world? Actually, I conquered the world, but Mendoy didn't rule. Human beings are a top priority. Because noble ideals and powerful governance do not eliminate dissatisfaction, 'do it on your own' is the stance of the Crimson Empire. Joey's answer to my question like that is: "Come on? But we have to fight for justice more than just being an evil organization that marks the conquest of the world! I was sighing at Joey's back, burning with a senseless sense of purpose, "No, no, no..." "So the other day, I hunted down one of the four Four Heavenly Kings, an executive of The Keeper of Hell (Cerberus) - Black Tulip..." "- Wait a minute. Why are there four executives in the name of a three-necked demon dog?!" It would normally be three! "I don't know what else to do because I'm here. There are eight or nine members of the Seven Hazards Star Beast at Hyuki." To Joey's unexpected fried feet, I inadvertently swallowed the following words: "Grr..." "So, just a little bit more... dobon right into the belly of the land whale, haunted by the pit where the other guy was planting it with his wife's hand, is. - Damn, Four Heavens' 'Genocide Chihuahua'! "Did you lose to Chihuahua?!?" I accidentally put a scratch on Joey's back that shook a fist I felt sorry for. By the way, the other Four Heavenly Kings say to "Disaster Puddle," "Calamity Marchees," "Destroyed Cavaliers." I'm sure "Genocide Chihuahua" is the weakest of the Four Heavens or something...... It should also be noted that our Four Wesen King, are you free these days... "Gwwwwwwwwww!!!" "Seems like you've been hit." "Hehe, he is the weakest of the Four Wesen King..." "-No, I don't know if it's natural for me to hear a music board filled with homemade medley songs from the Lord Tensai that I was forced to hand over for more than two hours (me and Akaho only read the lyrics and I didn't hear the main body, so I'm safe, but Engrayo is a fool. Honestly, don't listen to it from my ear...)" Because weird hobbies and nori are popular... and I looked at Joey with a raw warm look. โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ It took me only two hours to get there, with a refreshing stream flowing and colorful tulip flowers blooming - how few folders of the type 'flowers', Joey! When it comes to "colorful flowers," there will be a lot of things like Nemophila, Crematis, Amarillis and Marigold!! - It was a little aristocratic villa (country house) kind of mansion built in the middle of a meadow like a Dutch flower garden. Of course, if it was real, it couldn't be. The world is not so sweet that a house is formed in a secluded place without a magical junction or a physical moat or stone wall. Crushed by demons overnight. But from what I've seen, the magical junction isn't even a hedge. Although this house itself is unlikely to be a product, I followed Joey's guidance and stepped inside the mansion because I had a fried strawberry (scratch in) and the conversation was unlikely to proceed. Feels like I saw it. It's a pretty gorgeous mansion, like an institution that deals with advanced adventurers and guests, upstairs from Adventurers Guild headquarters, but I guess it feels like I saw it somewhere because it's a product of Joey's fantasy. Conversely, if the pig ghost (oak) did it earlier, it would have been vivid, presumably because Joey had many opportunities to deal with it from day to day as an adventurer. Follow Joey, who walked barefoot into the hallway with his mouth full of peta and pork ghost (oak). "Mr. Meer! Fiore!" "Your Majesty! "Dear Hiyuki!?" In the room warmed to the heat of the fireplace, Mr. Meer and Fiore, twirling in Joey's cloak, were nodding on the floor with mysterious liquid from head to toe. From what I can see from the gap in the cape, it seems bare that we are both not wearing the example wedding dress or even underwear. "" "What's that look like -!?!" " Naturally, our voices were released at the same time. "Well, I'll take care of the bath." Joey said so, closing the door and walking out of the room with the shock's less coagulating bogs on his ass. When the door was closed, I went to the two of them and checked on each other. "When you realize it, you're wrapped in sticky mucus, and you can't get around, and somehow, all of you, a bunch of little ghosts (goblins) who grew black tulips on your head show up, and Joey helps you in a critical place where you're going to be forced to cage your hands, until you see it" And, Mr. Meer. "Likewise, I was sticky and near the forest fountain, so I managed to take the sticky with my magic and wash my body with the fountain, and the whole fountain was a slime nest that grew black tulips on the ceiling of my head, quickly taken in and melted the underwear I was wearing (synonymous below)" This is Fiore. "In my case, the head tulip pig ghost (oak) attacked me (ry" ............ When we stick each other in a situation like this, we feel something obviously manipulative. "Is that sexuality!? Did you expose the sexuality you were hiding? No!?" "I'll pull it off, Joey. I want to keep my distance from you when I get back to reality." "No, you know, maybe my master is just confused and rampant..." Fiore is desperately trying to get rid of me and Meer, who are unwittingly exasperated, but it's more obvious than seeing fire that making him sweet doesn't turn out to be a busy result. "It seems useless to hit me in my dreams for now, so when I wake up, it's just the three of us -" "Taco beating, so I got it." "Uh-huh." This is how our common purpose was born. "Oh, yeah, yeah. Your Highness. It was falling beside me. Hate and I couldn't use it, though." That's what Mr. Meer took out was my Rose Sinner (Jill de Rey), which I thought I'd lost. "Oh, the Rose Sinner This is a personal lock, so you can't handle it except me," I was thankful to receive it, wondering why this is the only place that complies with the original.
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้ผปๆญŒใ‚’ๆญŒใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใง็ฉบใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹็ฟผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่™Žโ€•โ€• ใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใงใ€ๅคงใใ•ใฏ้ฆฌใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚Šใปใฉๅคงใใใ€ๅ‰่„šใŒใชใ„ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ‚ณใ‚ฆใƒขใƒช็Šถใฎ็ฟผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ้ญ”็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใซๆ ผไธŠใงใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๅทจๅคงใชๆ•ตใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใซๆฐ—ๅพŒใ‚Œใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€็ซœ้จŽๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ๆ•ฃ้–‹ใ—ใฆใพใšใฏ้ ่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ฉบไธญใงๆ–นๅ‘่ปขๆ›โ€•โ€•็ฟผใงใฏใชใ็›ดๆŽฅ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’่ถณๅ ดใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€้€šๅธธใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใƒญใƒใƒƒใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ–ใชๅ‹•ใใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ™ ใ€Œใตใตใ‚“ใ€ใฌใ‚‹ใ„ใฌใ‚‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Šใƒ!ใ€ ใ‚’ๅ‰่„šใง่–™ใŽๆ‰•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฉบไธญใงไน—ใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใ”ใจ็ฒ‰ๅพฎๅกตใซใชใ‚‹ ใ€Œ่ปŸๅผฑใ‚„ใชใใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ้ฃฏ้ฃŸใฃใจใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใช?ใ€ ๅ‘Ÿใใคใคใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใพใจใพใฃใŸ4~5ๅŒนใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ ๆฐด้ขจ่ˆนใŒๅผพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€ๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅŠๅˆ†้€ƒใ’่…ฐใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฎ‹ใ‚Š7ๅŒนใฎๆ•ตใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ† ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ›ใ€ใ™ในใฆๅ—ใ‘ๆตใ—ใ€ใใฎใพใพไธ€ๅŒนใซไฝ“ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ฉบไธญใง็›ด่ง’ใซๆ›ฒใŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅŒนใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ’ฅใˆใ€ไน—ใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใ”ใจไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ™›ใฟ็ •ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใฃใšใ„ใชใใ€‚ใฏใ‚ˆๅธฐใฃใฆๅ•†ๅบ—่ก—ใฎใ€ŽใŸใ“็„ผใใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒซใƒ•ใ€ใงๅคง็Ž‰้ฃŸในใŸใ„ใ‚ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆˆฆๆ„ใ‚’ๅ–ชๅคฑใ—ใฆใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ„ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฎ่ถณใ‚Šใ‚“ใชใใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ‚’ใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใ—ใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆœฌ้™ฃใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ™โ€•โ€•ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใ€ๅผท็ƒˆใชๅ…‰่ก“ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‚„?!ใ€ ๅˆฐๅบ•็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ๅพ—ใชใ„ๅจๅŠ›ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ฉบไธญใ‚’่ทณ่บใ—ใฆใใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใธใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใธไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹โ€•โ€•ไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใซๅทจๅคงใชๅ˜็œผใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€่บซไฝ“ใฎๅ„ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰่งฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸๅ…จ้•ท70mใ‚’่ถŠใˆใ‚‹ๅ…‰ใ‚Š่ผใๅคš้ข็ตๆ™ถไฝ“โ€•โ€•ๅฐ†่ปใฎ็ญ†้ ญใ€ใƒจใ‚ฐ=ใ‚ฝใƒˆใƒผใ‚นใฎ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ ใžใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ‚ณใ‚ฆใƒขใƒชใ ใ‘ใฎใฏใšใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ๅพŒใซ็ถšใ่€…ใฎๅˆ†ใพใงไพตๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹?ใ€ ใ‹ใ„ใชใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๆ‰‹ๅผทใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใŠใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ‹ใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใŸใฎใซใชใใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใŒใชใ•ใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใคใ„ใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใ™ใพใ‚“ใชใƒผใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใชใ‚‰ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆˆปใ‚Œใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅพŒใซใคใ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่‡ช่ปใฎๆœฌ้™ฃใงใ€้ †็•ชๅพ…ใกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ—ใฃใŸ่”ต่‚†ใ ใŒใ€็œผใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซใ€ๅฟƒๅบ•ไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚ๆ–‘้ณฉใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใŒใ‚ฌใƒƒใ‚ซใƒชใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไธญใงใ€ๅงซใ•ใ‚“ไธ€ไบบใƒ”ใƒงใƒณใƒ”ใƒงใƒณ่ทณใ‚“ใงๅ–œใ‚“ใฉใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ‚„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใ‚‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๆ‰‹ๆŒใก็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒไฝ•็ง’ใงใ‚ณใ‚ฆใƒขใƒชใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใ‹่ณญใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€43็ง’ใงๅงซใฎไธ€ไบบๅ‹ใกใ ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ใƒ’ใƒˆใŒไฝ“ๅผตใฃใฆๆˆฆใฃใฆใจใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ˜ใถใ‚“ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซใƒˆใƒˆใ‚ซใƒซใƒใƒงใ‹ใ„ใช!ใƒปใƒปใƒปใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใซ็ทŠๅผตๆ„ŸใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใ‚“ใจใ‹ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใผใ‚„ใ„ใจใฃใŸๅงซใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅฎŸใฏไธ€็•ชไธ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใชใ‚“ใ‚„ใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅงซใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏ้Šใณใซ้ŽใŽใ‚“ใ•ใ€‚ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒ•ใƒ ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใ†ใ‚„ใชใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅงซใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚„ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€ ใ€Œใปใชใ€ใ‚ใจใฏไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚‡ใ†ๆฐ—ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚„ใ€ ใใ†ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ—ใฆใ€้™ฝๆฐ—ใช้›†ๅ›ฃใฎๅ…ƒใธๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใ่”ต่‚†ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใฏ็œผไธ‹ใซใ†ใ”ใ‚ใ่Ÿปใฎๅฆ‚ใไบบ้–“ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ๅทจๅคงใชๅ˜็œผใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงๆๆ…Œ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ๆ–‘้ณฉใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใคใฆ10ๆ•ฐไบบ็จ‹ๅบฆใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใŸๅคฉไธŠไบบใŸใ‚‹ ่ถ…่ถŠ่€… ใ€Œ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใชใ€‚็›ธๅฝ“ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚“ใจๅพŒใฎๅˆ†ใพใง็„กใใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใ ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚! ๅ•†ๅบ—่ก—้ฃฒ้ฃŸๅบ—ใฎใ‚ฏใƒผใƒใƒณๅˆธ1ๅนดๅˆ†ใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆ!!ใ€ ๅค–ใ‚ŒๅˆธใŒ่ˆžใ„ๆ•ฃใ‚‹ไธญใงใ€ใ‚ฌใƒƒใƒ„ใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใƒผใ€ โ€•โ€•ใ†ใฃใ€‚ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€‚ๅฝผใซใจใฃใกใ‚ƒใ•ใฃใใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฏ่ƒธไธญ่ค‡้›‘ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ใคใ„ใคใ„ๆˆ‘ใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆใ‚‹ในใ— ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ‚ไบบ็”ŸใซใŸใพใซใฏๅจฏๆฅฝใฏๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎ็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅจฏๆฅฝใฎๅˆ้–“ใซไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ไธŠๆ‰‹ใ„ใ“ใจ่จ€ใ†ใชใใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใคใคใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใตใจๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใŒๆœฌ้™ฃๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅธไปค้ƒจใ‚‚ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆ้–‹ๅง‹1ๅˆ†ใงๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚‚็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆŠ•้™ใ™ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใพใง็„กๅทฎๅˆฅใซๆฎบใ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใซ่ถŠใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ(ใพใ‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ๅธไปคๅฎ˜ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฏ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‘ใฉ)ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸๆททๆˆ่ปใฎๅธไปคๅฎ˜ใฏใ‚ใใพใงใŠ้ฃพใ‚Šใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅธไปคๅฎ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒดใ‚กใƒณใƒ‹ใƒปใ‚ขใƒณใƒˆใƒ‹ใ‚ชไผฏใ‚‚ๅฎŸๆˆฆ็ตŒ้จ“ใฎ็„กใ„็ด ไบบใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆŒ‡ๆฎๆจฉใฏๅ„่ซธไพฏ็‹ฌ่‡ชใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅธไปค้ƒจใŒใชใใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏ็„กใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€ŒๆŒ‡ๆฎๆจฉใŒใชใใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅ„้ƒจ้šŠใฎ้€ฃๆบใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œ้€ฃๆบใชใ‚“ใฆใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ„่ฒดๆ—ใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ๆ‰‹ๆŸ„ใ‚„ๆˆฆๅˆฉๅ“ใ‚’็ฒใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่กŒๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใญใ€ ่‡ชๅ˜ฒใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้–‹ใ„ใŸๅฃใŒๅกžใŒใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅคœ็›—ใ‚„ๅฑฑ่ณŠใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?!ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ—ใฆใ€‚ๅ็›ฎใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ไธญ่บซใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใฏใฏใฏใฏใฃใจไนพใ„ใŸ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฌกใฏๅ„่ซธไพฏ่ปใŒใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ‹ใฃใจ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ…‰ใฎๅฅ”ๆตใŒ่ˆžใ„่ธŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ตใฎๆœฌ้™ฃใใฐใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็›ดๅ–ถ่ปใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใŒไธธใ”ใจๆถˆๆป…ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกๅ…ƒๆ–ญๅฑคๆ–ฌ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ไธญใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใซใฏ่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใŸใชใใ€ใœใ‚“ใœใ‚“ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใŒ่ชญใ‚ใชใใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฆใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ„ใพใฎใงๅ…จ่ปใฎ5ๅˆ†ใฎ1ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆถˆใ—้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„!?ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅๅˆ†ใซๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏใพใ 30ไบบไปฅไธŠใŒๅ‡บ็•ชๅพ…ใกใงใ‚ฆใ‚บใ‚ฆใ‚บใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็ตถๅฏพ่ถณใ‚Šใฃใ“ใชใ„ใ‚ˆๆ•ต่ปใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹? ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ๅˆ†ใฏไป–ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฃœๅ……ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ้šฃใซไบบ้–“ใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฆใ‚ธใƒฃใ„ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใกใ‚‰ใงไบบ้–“ใฎ็ฒ›ๆธ…ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆๅงซ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใช! โ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใฐใ„! ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ€‚็ขบๅฎŸใชๆตใ‚Œใงใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฎๆ‚ชใ„ๆฑ—ใŒๅ…จ่บซใซๆตใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‹ใŒใชใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€ๅงซ?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใใ†ใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚’ๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฑ้™บใ (ๆ•ตใŒใญ!)ใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅŒๆ„ใ‚‚ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใซใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ๆ•ตใฎ็ทๅคงๅฐ†ใŒๆ•ตใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใชใใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใใ“ใจใซๅ…จๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆณจใใฃใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹้–“้•ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?! ใ€Œใ†~~ใ‚€......ใ€ ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใจ็จ€ไบบใŒๅฑ•้–‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‘ณๆ–น่ปใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใพๆ‹่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใฎ็š†ๆง˜ใงๅ•้กŒใชใๅฏพๅ‡ฆใงใใใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ„ๅ‘ณใญใˆใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€‚ ๅฎŸใฏไปŠๅ›žๅ‘ณๆ–น่ปใจใ—ใฆๅ‚ๆˆฆใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ดๅ‚ใจใ—ใฆใฏๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใจๆ•ฐไบบใฎๅฟ—้ก˜่€…ใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏๅ…จ้ƒจใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐใงๆ–ฐใŸใซใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใจใชใฃใŸๅคงๆฃฎๆž—ใ‚„็™ฝ้พๅฑฑ่„ˆใ€ ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใŸใกใ‚’้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅฑ…ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ ใจไธๆบ€ใŒๆบœใพใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ฌใ‚นๆŠœใใฎใŸใ‚ใจใ€ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฎๅ‡บใ—ๆƒœใ—ใฟใ‚’ใ—ใฆไธ‡ไธ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅฟƒ้…ๆ€งใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎไป–ใฎ็พๅœฐ้›‡็”จใฎๆ–ฐ่ฆๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใฏใชใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ๅฎŸใฏๅ˜ใซใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆœฌๆฐ—ๅบฆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ ใ“ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ“ใฃใกใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่ปใ‚’ๆƒใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใกใ‚‚ๆœฌๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ„ใ†็คบๅจ่กŒ็‚บใฎ็‚บใ ใ‘ใซไธฆในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใพใ‚ๅ็›ฎไธŠใฏๅ„่‡ชใฎๅฟ ่ช ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใฎใจใ€็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใ‚’็จผใใŸใ‚(้ญ”็‰ฉใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚’็ฉใ‚€ใจ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹)ใจใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใง้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆใฏๆฅใŸใƒปใƒปใƒปใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„? ใ€Œๅคฉๆถฏใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ใŠๅ‘ผใณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ๅงซ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใฎๅŠ›ใ€ใพใ“ใจใซ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ‚‚ๅข—ใ—ใฆๆ•ตใฎใชใ‚“ใจไธ็”ฒๆ–ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€่ช ใซใ‚‚ใฃใฆใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎๅๅˆ€ใ‚‚้ผ ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใฏๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใชใฎใง้€ฃไธญใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใซๅŠ ใ‚ใ‚Šใ—่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใซ่ญฒใฃใฆใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉ็ขบใ‹ใซ...ใจ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ๅคฉๆถฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๅพ—ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ๅงซใจๅŒใ˜ๆˆฆๅ ดใซ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹่ช‰ใ‚Œใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹่‰ฏใ„ๆฉŸไผšใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใชใ€ ใŠใฃใ€ๅฅฝๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆŠผใ—ใ—ใฆ็ฝฎใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€็งใฏๅธธใซๆˆฆๅ ดใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใจใ„ใ†่€…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸ่€…ใ‚’ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใง่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใฌใ€ ใ€Œๅพกๆ„ใฃ! ใพใ•ใซๅงซใฎไปฐใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅคฉๆถฏใ€ใ„ใคใ—ใ‹ใใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๅคฑๅฟตใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ๅงซ!ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ—ใฃ! ใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใชๆฎฒๆป…ใฏใชใใชใฃใŸ! ใ€Œโ€•โ€•่žใ„ใฆใฎใจใŠใ‚Šใ ่ซธๅ›! ไธๆบ€ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ๅพŒไบบใ‚’่‚ฒใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใฎๅ‹™ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏๅฝผใ‚‰ใซ่Šฑ้“ใ‚’่ญฒใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™้ญ”ๅฐ†ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใพใ‚ใ—ใ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅพŒ่ผฉใฎ้ขๅ€’ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใจใชใใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚ใพใจใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ใงใฏๅพ…ๆฉŸไธญใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใซไผไปคใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚! ่ซธๅ›ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹่…•ใซๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ!ใ€ ใใฎๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใ€ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’่งฃใ„ใฆใ€ใ€Œใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ้ฃฏ้ฃŸใฃใฆใ€้…’ใงใ‚‚้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใƒผใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ™ฉ้…Œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฆช็ˆถใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใธใจไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใ‚ทใƒ•ใƒˆใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใ—ใฆใ€ๅ•†ๅบ—่ก—ใฎๅ‡บๅบ—(ไปŠๅ›žไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใŸๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…)ใธใจใ€ใกใ‚“ใŸใ‚‰ๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใ‚คใƒณใƒšใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ ใ‚พใƒณใจใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎๆฌกใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏใ€ๅŒๆ–นใฎ่ปๅ‹ขใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šไนฑใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆททๆˆฆใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
Episode : Ahead Battle A tiger with wings running through the sky in delightful footsteps while singing a nose song - No. (No. and No. are treated out of bounds. In fact, there is No. (Secret)) - Zuowang (Kuru) hits 13 Dragon Cavalry rides on the Fei Long (Wyburn), famous for being the most powerful unit of the Kingdom of Brave Amitia. By the way, Fei Long (Wyburn) is a type of lower (Lesser) dragon, about the size of a horse, and instead of having a front leg, it is a demon with bat-shaped wings. Far above ourselves, and still distracted by the presence of enormous enemies, the Feilongs (Wyburn) began to follow the instructions of the dragon cavalry, scattering and firstly showering a flaming spear (Flare Lance) - a hot flame emanating from our mouths - from a distance. Quick change of direction in the air - I scaffold the air directly, not the wings, so it is a treasure (scum) that deflects this in an unusually acrobatic motion, but I just took a couple of direct hits because of the high number. "Huh, lukewarm. Harder. No! Encourage the nearby Fei Long (Wyburn) with his front leg. In a single blow with a wind blade (wind cutter), a flying dragon (Wyburn) becomes dust from rider to rider in the air almost as if it had exploded. "Why don't you have a proper meal? Whimpering, a tiger roar from his mouth (howling) - hitting a bullet of ultra-high density compressed air toward a bunch of 4-5 people who rushed to distance themselves. Set aside a dispersed group in one blow so that a water balloon can play and head to the remaining seven enemies, who are no longer half-run. Continuing to respond with flaming spears (Flare Lance) and dragon cavalry on the saddle with crossbows (Ishiyumi), but it's also a hassle to avoid, so I let the supersonic airflow (jet stream) tuck together on the surface of my body, flush it all away, hit one as it were, and then bent at right angles in the air to hold the other in my mouth, chewing off every rider at once. "... it's not good. I'd love to go home and have some big balls at Takoyaki Truffle in the mall." Tornado cutters that completely lose their temper, hit open hypersonic airflow (jet stream), and cross wind blades (wind cutters) emanating from their front legs, toward the escaped surviving flying dragon (Wyburn), smashing them all like balls. "Oh, my God, is that it? I don't have enough..." Then, in the deepest part of the enemy formation, the people who look great in the main battalion greet their strongest moves, the air burst (Air Burst), and blow the main battalion with a single blow - as soon as the attack by intense light surgery was showered on the back of the Zao Wan (Kura). "- Nah, what?!" In a rush to jump through the air and turn back in that direction to an attack of power that could not be ignored. The opponent struck by a blow to Zao Wang - a glowing multifaceted crystal over 70m long with a huge monocular eye in the center and tentacles from all parts of the body - the speckled pigeon of Yog-Sotos, the head of General Thirteen Demons (but this is the main body). Usually in phase space, they manipulate and converse with the divorced Umr At-Tawil), but they became grumpy. "It's too much. I'm guessing your turn was just for the bat earlier, but are you going to infringe until the minute of those who follow? "What a speckled dove. I was hoping there would be some tough opponents. These guys are too unresponsive, and I overdid it. I'm sorry." "Well, if you know what I mean, just go back, 'cause you're still grabbing it later." At the headquarters of his own army when he was told, he twisted his neck in a heartfelt wonder at the sight in his eyes, although he peered into the condition of his fellow men waiting in turn. "- Hey, Spotted Dove. Why would one princess jump and rejoice in the midst of all the others being disappointed? "Oh -" the speckled dove answered, doing his gaze properly as well. "It was shabby. I was betting on how many seconds you'd beat the bats, but one of the princesses won in 43 seconds." "Oh my God, even though humans fight and take it easy, Jibula, Totokalcho!... the princess who managed to blur the straw with enough nervousness, is actually the least serious? "For a princess, this is just a game. Anytime, anywhere, right? "... hum, I don't think so either. That's not a princess." "That's what I'm talking about" "Here, I'll take care of the rest. - A little temperament." So he greeted him, and escorted him back to the flock of cheerful men, and the speckled dove saw the humans like ants beneath his eyes. The speckled pigeon leaked his inner sigh at the way he was panicking just because he was seen with a giant monocular eye. Unlike the heavenly transcendents (players) who once defeated themselves in about a dozen people, how fragile are they? "You can't work hard. If we don't get out of hand, we're gonna lose it till later." โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "All right! Get coupons for 1 year at Shop Street Restaurants!!" In the midst of the out-of-the-box tickets, a rare person (barely) looked at me with a jit eye over the mask when I decided to pose as a gut. "... sounds like fun." - Ugh. Shit. The sight of him just now would be complicated in the chest, so I forgot. Don't be afraid to bet (Totocarcho)! "Well, life needs entertainment once in a while." "Looking at everyone here, I feel like I'm living my life between entertainment..." I thought I'd say something good, but I asked. "Speaking of which, it looks like Zuowang just blew up the main unit, but now we're out of command, and the war's over in a minute of starting? Well, we don't kill indiscriminately until we surrender. If this is going to end, I've never been over it (well, of course, I'll have the commander class to take responsibility for it). "No, the commanders of these mixed armies are only ornaments, and this time the commander, Uncle Giovanni Antonio, is also an amateur with no experience in action. Originally, the command was unique to each Horseman, so there's no point in losing command." "I don't have command, how do we get each unit to work together? "I'm not going to collaborate. Each nobleman acts at his own discretion to earn his own handles and trophies." To be honest, I couldn't get my open mouth blocked by those words that made me mock myself. "So it's no different than a bunch of night thieves and bandits?!" "Actually, you're right. Whatever the name is, the contents won't change." haha a rare person with a much drier laugh. "- If so, will each Horse Army attack us in pieces next?" In the meantime, a running stream of light danced as if it had exploded slightly, and a whole army of directly-armed troops, which was by the enemy's headquarters, vanished. Spotted Dove XVIII, Dimension Fault Slash. Hey, that one. I had a hard time with that one during the game, but I can't read the attack pattern at all. "... well, it's too much, now you've wiped out about a fifth of all the troops!?" Well, that still seems like a lot of relief. Nevertheless, over 30 people are still waiting to come out and wuss over here, but it's definitely not enough, enemy army. Then what happens? You can refill the missing portion from the others. There's a human being right next door. The princess said that when this war is over, there will be a human solemnity. Then you have no problem breaking it! - Oh, no! It will. With a sure flow. A twitchy, disgusting sweat flowed all over my body. "How is it done, princess? Ignore the tendai (tendai) that asks me suspiciously. For now, putting in more round-table members is dangerous (the enemy!), we need to somehow get out of hand, and yet take it to a form that also gets the consent of the surrounding... So, is it wrong that the General of the enemy should devote all his efforts to cutting the power of his allies in an effort to do less damage to the enemy?! "Uh-huh..." "Speaking of which," he asked me, looking at the allied armies deployed by the rare man. "From what I've just seen, all the demon generals at the round table seem to be able to deal with it without any problems, but what was the point of the armies on your side? Doesn't make any sense... well, like there isn't. As a matter of fact, this time I joined the battle as an ally army, and as my direct guest, I was a roundtable member and several applicants. All the rest can be about 10,000 demons (monsters) from the Great Forest, the White Dragon Mountains, and ancient ruins (dungeons) that have newly become Imperial Crimson nationals in the land. I've brought round table members because I'm always unhappy to stay, so I'm out of gas, and because I'd be in trouble if I had to spare my wars, but what are the other locally employed new citizens here for, in fact, just to show the Amitian kingdom how serious this is. Konkoko, we're really aligning our troops, so we're only arranging them for a demonstration. Well, nominally, I brought you here to show your loyalty and earn experience (demons evolve when you gain some experience)... so you can use this? "Heavenly Life" "Ha, are you calling, Princess? "The power of the demon general of the round table, is truly brilliant. But there's more to it. How impudent of the enemy." "Yes, you are absolutely right." "It doesn't make sense that the famous knife is also dealing with rats. So why don't they give up to the new Imperial Crimson joiners? To my words, I see. A lifetime of thinking that it does... "... certainly nothing seems to get any more, and it might be a good opportunity to give them the same flattery to stand on the battlefield as the princess" Whoa, that feels good. I need to push another one here and put it down. "Um, I've always been on the battlefield, and I've found this one called I don't know if I'll ever find them again in this fight." "Ouch! Exactly what the princess says. This whole heavenly life, I've only lost track of that. I'm sorry, Princess! Yikes! Now there is no more unilateral annihilation! "- You're right, gentlemen! I don't know if there will be dissatisfaction, but it is also the duty of our Round Table Demon General to raise the latter. Why don't we give them the flower path here! Some demon generals leaked their dissatisfaction for a while, but they also gathered their opinions in the wind that it was only fair or that they had to take care of their juniors. "All right, then let the troops on standby run a transmission! He said he was counting on your hands! At the end of the day, the round-table member lifted the alert mode, shifted down to the father mode, which he was suppering while watching television, and walked to the store in the mall (other than the round-table member that came with him this time). That is why the next battle between Imperial Crimson and the kingdom of Amitia was a conflagration in which the armies of both sides would be engulfed.
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่–ๅ ‚ๅๅญ—่ป ๅ…จๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹! ใ“ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏ็Ÿขใฎๆง˜ใซๅคง้™ธไธญใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใ‚Šใ€ๅ„ๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–่„ณ้ƒจใ‚’ใพใ•ใซ้ฉšๅคฉๅ‹•ๅœฐใฎๆททไนฑใจๆๆ€–ใธใจๅฉใ่ฝใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆ!? ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใฎ!!ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎ้ฆ–้ƒฝใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ€‚ ๅ†…ๅฏ†ใฎ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๆœฌ้ƒจใ‚’่จชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ้ฆ™่Œถใ‚’ๅฑใ†ใๅนใๅ‡บใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™ใ€ ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใจใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใƒปใƒใƒƒใ‚ฝใฏๅ‚ทใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎๅŽณใคใ„้ก”ใ‚’ๆญชใ‚ใ€ๆฒˆ็—›ใช่กจๆƒ…ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹......ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใ‚‚ๆ‚ฒ็—›ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๅบฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅนด่ฒขใฎ็ดใ‚ๆ™‚ใฃใฆๅฅดใงใ™ใชใ€‚ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’ไบ‹ๅฎŸใจใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚้‡ๅคงไบ‹้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใจใŒใ“ใจใ ใ—ใ€็งใ ใฃใฆ่ปฝใฏใšใฟใชใ“ใจใฏใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใใ“ใงๆƒใฃใฆใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใŒไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒขใƒŠใซๅญไพ›ใŒๅ‡บๆฅใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆ‚ชๅคขใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใกใฃใ€ ใ€Œ......ใพใฃใŸใใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใจใ‹่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚ใตใ‚“ใฃใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅญไพ›ใŒๆŽˆใ‹ใฃใŸไปฅไธŠใ€่บซใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ‘ใฃใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใƒผใ ใญใ€ไปฎใซใ‚‚ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใŠใ‚ใงใŸใ„่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใฏใ‚“ใฃใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ใจ็žณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…‰ใŒๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€ๆดž็ชŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใซใชใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅ‡บๆฅๅฉšใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ่’ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ้šฃใงๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ง˜ๆ›ธใฎใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใŒไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒขใƒ†ใชใ„ๅŒๅฃซใฎใ‚„ใฃใ‹ใฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็››ๅคงใซ็ฅใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใธใฃใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฃๆฎดใ‚Š้šŠใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰‹้…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ท?ใ€ ใ•ใ›ใฆใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚่กŒใ‘ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆต็Ÿณใ ใญใ€‚ใใฃใใฃใใฃใใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใฏใฏใฏใฏใฃใ€ ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทๅฎคใซไนพใๅˆ‡ใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฎ ๅŒๆ—ฅใ€ๅฎŸใฏๅฆŠๅจ ใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅˆฅใซไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็”ทใฎๅญไพ›ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ†่จ€ใ„่จณใ—ใฆใ‚‚่จˆ็ฎ—ไธŠ่จ€ใ„้€ƒใ‚ŒใŒใงใใชใ„ใจๅฏŸใ—ใŸใƒขใƒŠใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ็”ท้”ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒขใŒใ‚ŒใŸ้‡‘็›ฎใฎ็‰ฉใ‚„ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใจใฎ้–“ใงๅ…ฑๅŒ้ ้‡‘ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ…จ้กๅผ•ใ่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆœฌๅ‘ฝใฎ็”ทใจใ‚ณใƒƒใ‚ฝใƒช้ซ˜้ฃ›ใณใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจๅ›ฝไบคใฎใชใ„ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจๆŽจๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹......ใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœๅ‹•ไธ่ƒฝใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝๅˆไปฃๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒปใ‚ธใƒงใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒˆใƒซใƒปใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒซใƒŠใƒผใƒˆใฏใ€ใใฎ็งๅฎคใซไบŒไบบใฎๆฅๅฎขใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€่ชฐใซใ‚‚้€ขใ„ใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅฎ—ไธปๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝไธปใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใจใ€ๆ—ง็Ÿฅใฎ้–“ๆŸ„ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€้€ขใ‚ใšใซๆธˆใพใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่จณใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆ„š็—ดใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ™ใใซๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ็ฝ้›ฃใ ใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅณใชใ‚“ใ–ๆ˜Ÿใฎๆ•ฐใปใฉใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆ˜Ÿใฃใฆใฎใฏๅคงๆฆ‚ๆ‰‹ใŒๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€ŒไธŠๆ‰‹ใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏ!!ใ€ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸๆ–นใ€็งใ‚’ๅŠฑใพใ—ใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ„ใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?!ใ€ ้กใฎ่พบใ‚Šใซ่ก€็ฎกใ‚’ๆตฎใไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๅซใณใซใ€็ท‹้›ชใจใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ใ€Ž้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใชใ€ใจใ„ใ†่กจๆƒ…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Š็น•ใฃใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ๅŠฑใพใ—ใซใใŸใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๅฟƒใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎ่ชฟๅญใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใจใ€ใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใ ใฎใฏๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ไฟบใ‚‚้™›ไธ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใซใชใ‚Œใฐใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…ๆ‚ชใตใ–ใ‘ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ใพใ‚“ใชใ€ ๆƒใฃใฆๆฎŠๅ‹ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใฎใคใ‚€ใ˜ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ไธไฟกๆ„Ÿใฎใฟใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใง่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆœฌ้Ÿณใฏ?ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸไบŒไบบใฎ้ก”ใŒใƒ‹ใƒžใƒ‹ใƒžใจไบบใฎๆ‚ชใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใก? ใญใ‡ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใก? ใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใ€‚ใƒใ‚ซใ‚„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠใฉใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ‘โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใƒƒ!!!ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๆ€’ๅทใŒ็Ž‹ๅฎฎๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ธ่ซ‡?ใ€ ๅกฉ่พ›ใซ็”Ÿใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆ้ฃŸในใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใฃใฆ็ท‹้›ชใŒ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ใณใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌ้ƒจใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทๅฎคใ€‚ ใ‚‚ๆฐ—่ฝใกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅ…ฌๅ‹™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅŠๅˆ†ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆŒใก็›ดใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๅด่ฟ‘ใŸใกใŒๆ‰‹้…ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅพฎๅฆ™ใช้ก”ใง็›ธๆงŒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€็™บๆƒณใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅฅณใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็—›ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆฅใชๅฅณใ‚’ใ‚ใฆใŒใฃใฆ็™’ใใ†ใฃใฆใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธๅฅๅบทใ ใ—ใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ใƒขใƒŽๆ‰ฑใ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงๅซŒใ ใญใ‡ใ€ใจ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฏไปฎใซใ‚‚ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใ€ๆญฃๅฆปใฎไป–ใซๅดๅฎคใฎ10ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ็พไปฃใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅนด้ฝขใง็คพไผš็š„ๅœฐไฝใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็”ทๆ€งใŒ็ตๅฉšใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅ ดๅˆใฏๅŠไบบๅ‰ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅธธใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ่€ƒใˆใฏ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅฅฝใใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็ตๅฉšใ—ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€็ตๅฉšใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใฎใฏ้ †ๅบใŒ้€†ใ ใ—ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅคฑ็คผใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใพใฃใ€็†ๆƒณใฏใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ไธ–ใฎไธญใ€ใŠไผฝๅ™บใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใฏๅก”ใซ้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ๆฅใ‚‹็Ž‹ๅญๆง˜ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹! ่‡ชๅŠ›ใง้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€่‡ชๅŠ›ใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใŠๅงซๆง˜ใซ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚......็ขบใ‹ใซๅ‚ทใŒๆทฑใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆต็Ÿณใซใ“ใฎ้–“ใฏใ‚„ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใŸใ‹ใชใใจๅ็œใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใงใ€ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๅฎŸ้š›็‹ฌ่บซใฎๅ›ฝๅฎถๅ…ƒ้ฆ–ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅ›ฝๅ†…ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๆ•ฐใฎ็ธ่ซ‡ใฏใใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏ้šฃๅ›ฝใฎๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๅงชใซใ‚ใŸใ‚‹ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใงใ€22ๆญณใจ่‹ฅๅนฒ ใกใฃใ€ใจ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅใๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฏ็ตๅฉš้ฉ้ฝขๆœŸใฏๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅ ดๅˆ14~18ๆญณใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ๅ‰ใ„ไบบใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ‚„ใฃใฑ้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ“ใๆฑ‚ๅฉšใ ใฎ็ธ่ซ‡ใ ใฎๅ‡„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„? ๆ˜”ใ€ๅ‡บไผšใฃใฆ1ๅˆ†ใงๆฑ‚ๅฉšใ—ใŸใƒใ‚ซใŒใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใซใฏใใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่ฉฑใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใญใˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใญใˆใ€ ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝ“ใฎๆœฌไบบใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ๅงฟใฎ ๆฎฟใŒใ€Žใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธๆ•ฌใช็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใชใฉๅงซใฎใŠ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใฉใชใ„ใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใƒŠใ‚คใ‚นๅˆคๆ–ญใ‹ใชใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใฉใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็”ณใ—่พผใฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•869%ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„......?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ๅคง้™ธๅ…จๅœŸใ‹ใ‚‰็”ณใ—่พผใฟใŒ็€ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ›ฝๅˆฅใง100%ใ€‚้‡่ค‡ใ‚‚ไฝตใ›ใฆใƒˆใƒผใ‚ฟใƒซใง869%ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใ‚ณใƒณใƒ—ใฃใฆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฏๅˆฅใ ใ‚ˆใญ......?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใฉใ“ใซใงใ‚‚่ƒŒไฟก่€…ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ้Š€้ซชใฎ ็ธ่ซ‡ใฎ่ฉฑใฏใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณๆ‹ๅญใซ้€ฒใฟใ€‚ ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰้šฃๅ›ฝใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆŽงใˆๅฎคใงใ€ๅ…ˆๆ–นใฎ็Ž‹ๆ—็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎ็‚บใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใฏไพๅฅณใซๆ‰‹ไผใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ......ใชใ‚“ใง็งใฏใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅคฑๆ‹ใฎ็—›ใฟใ‚‚็™’ใˆ้ ญใŒๅ†ทใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใฏ่Œซ็„ถใจใ“ใ“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ๅคง่‡ฃ้”ใ‹ใ‚‰็ธ่ซ‡ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซ้ ทใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็งปๅ‹•็”จใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€่ฟ‘่ก›ๅ…ตใจๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใŒ่ญท่ก›ใซใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ็›ดๅฑž้ƒจ้šŠใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅ›ฝๅขƒใ‚’ๆŠœใ‘้šฃๅ›ฝใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ˆๅฐŽๅฝนใฎใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€้ฆ–้ƒฝใฎ่ก—ไธฆใฟใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ่จ˜ๆ†ถใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใซใ‹ใฎๆ˜ ๅƒใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใ“ใซไป˜้šใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒไธ€ๅˆ‡ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅœŸๅฃ‡ๅ ดใซใชใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใจใ€Ž็ธ่ซ‡ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒๆนงใ„ใฆใใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Š...ใจ่ƒŒไธญใซๅซŒใชๆฑ—ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใšใ„ใ€ใพใšใ„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้žๅธธใซใพใšใ„! ไธ€็”Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ•้กŒใŒ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฝขใง็›ฎๅ‰ใซ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅทจๅคงใช่Ÿปๅœฐ็„ใซ่ฝใกใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใŒ้œ‡ใˆใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่ก›ๅ…ตใซๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ•ใ‚Œใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™? ้ก”่‰ฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ้–‹ใ„ใŸๆ‰‰ใฎ่„‡ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไปŠๅ›žใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ้ ผใฟใง่ญฆ่ญทใซใคใ„ใŸๅ…Žไบบๆ—ใฎๅฅณๅ‚‘ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒใ€ๆ€ช่จใช่กจๆƒ…ใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎใ€็งใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅนณๆฐ‘ใฎๅ‡บใชใฎใงใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๆ—ใจใ‹ใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใงใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใŒใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎใ“ใจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ•ใ‚“ใชใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ใ€ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅคงใใช้ก”ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใช......ใ€ ๆฐ—ๅผฑใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใ€ใƒใƒณ!ใจไธ€็™บๅฉใใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่กŒๅ‹•ใ—ใช! ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆฐ—่ฒ ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ๅคงๆŠตใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ๅฑใ†ใๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹่ธใฟๆญขใพใฃใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ซใƒฉใ‚ซใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€่บซ้•ทใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใง่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅคง้›‘ๆŠŠใใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใซ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅŠดใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใ’ใช็›ฎใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใŒ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€่Œถ็›ฎใฃๆฐ—ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚จใŒใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅˆป้™ใงใ™ใฎใง......ใ€ ่ก›ๅ…ตใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใฏๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใใใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ไธๆ€่ญฐใจๅฟƒใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใฏ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€็œŸใฃ็›ดใๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ–ญใฃใŸ? ใชใ‚“ใงใพใŸ?ใ€ ้šฃๅ›ฝใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใจใฎ็ธ่ซ‡ใฎ้ก›ๆœซใ‚’่žใใซๆฅใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใใ†ใช้ก”ใง็›ฎใ‚’็žฌใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ€็ตๅฉšใซใ‚ใŸใฃใฆใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๅนธใ›ใซใ—ใŸใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ธใณใŸใ„ใจใ‹ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใŸใใ†ใงใ€‚9ๅ‰ฒๆ–น้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ่ฉฑใ‚‚ใƒ‘ใ‚ขใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใพใ ๅคฑๆ‹ใฎ็—›ๆ‰‹ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใŸใฎใ‹ใช......?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ......ใ€ไธๅฏ่งฃใช่กจๆƒ…ใง็œ‰ใซ็šบใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ€‚ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้–“ใพใง็”Ÿใใ‚‹ๅฑใฟใŸใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใŒใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฅๅบทใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹้–ขไฟ‚่€…ๅ…จๅ“กไธๆ€่ญฐใŒใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€ ใจใ€่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใŒๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใๅฅฝใใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅ‡บๆฅใŸใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใฏใ‚!?ใ€ใ€ ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎ็™บๆƒณใซใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้ฉšใใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใจใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฝใใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใฃใฆ......ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ€ใŠๅ‰ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ้™ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„......ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้–“ใพใงๅŠๆญปไบบใ ใฃใŸ็”ทใ ใž? ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใƒผใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๅ‡บไผšใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็ญˆใ ใ—......ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Š้ ญใ‚’ๆ‚ฉใพใ›ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Tabernacle King Edge Cathedral Crusaders will be wiped out! This information ran all over the continent like an arrow, knocking the heads of state down to the confusion and terror of an astonishing land. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "What!? That information is true!!" Ara, capital of the Amitian Republic. Having a secret story, Scarlet Snow, who was secretly visiting the headquarters of the Adventurer's Guild, threatened to blow out the incense tea he was drinking. "Definitely. It's true." The person you contacted. Ara City Adventurer Guild Chief Garte Basso distorted his scratchy tough face and nodded with a sinister look. "No way... I can't believe that's happening..." Scarlet Snow also bit her lips with a sad look. "There's nothing I can do about it all this time. He's the one who pays his annual contribution. We have to take facts as facts..." "I know that - but it's too important. It's a thing, and I don't want to do anything light-hearted either. But..." So we both sighed. "I can't believe Mona had a baby with Collard." "... that's a nightmare. Shit." "... not at all. I'm usually busy or something. Hmm." "... you'll have to consolidate yourself more than just what your child has been given. Knock." "... well, suppose you're the king. Congratulations, right? Ha." More and more light is lost from our eyes as we talk to each other, making them cave-like eyes. "Why are these two, Master Collard, so rough in their wedding? Meer, the secretary who was watching next door, twisted her neck wonderfully. It is a temptation between the hotties. "... why don't we celebrate it grandly? Heh." "... oh. In the meantime, it's the Wall Beating Team's turn, so can you arrange it, Guild Leader? "... I've already kept you waiting (on standby) privately, so you can go anytime" "... you're a boulder. Come on, come on." "... of course. Guhahahaha." Two unconscious (straw) voices dried up in the Alliance Commander's Office stuck in unison. On the same day, in fact, it was the child of a man he was dating who was pregnant with, and Mona, who, no matter how she excused herself, could not be calculated to escape, flew costly with the man of her destiny by deducting all the gold objects contributed by the other men and the gold she had made into a joint deposit with Collard. The escaped destination, from the last foothold, is now presumed to be the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson and the Eon Holy Kingdom without national traffic.... And King Collard, who was informed of the fact, was rendered inoperable from that moment on. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ The first king of the Amitian Republic, Corrado Jokratol Adornato, was welcoming two visitors to its private room. Honestly, I wasn't in the mood to meet anyone, but I couldn't help but meet Scarlet Snow, the lord of the Sovereign Nation, and Guild Leader Garte, the adventurer of the Old Knowledge. Honestly, some people want to spill stupidity. - And I immediately regretted it. "Hey, hey, now it was a disaster" "There are about a few stars that are women, never mind! "Well, a star is something you probably can't reach." "You're good at this." "" Ha ha ha!! " "Are you guys here to encourage me!? Or are you here to mock me?!" Scarlet Snow and Garte looked at each other in the cry of King Collard, who raised blood vessels around his forehead, and from the look of 'you smell like a pain', a fixed grin. "Of course, I've come to encourage you. I'm worried about you from the bottom of my heart. I'm sorry I had to ask you to get back to normal." "I just think that if I manage to help you and your majesty, that's all. - Well, maybe a little bit of a joke passed. I'm sorry." All together, head down to a special victory. King Collard overlooks the area of those two tweezers with a distrust-only gaze. "... what's the real deal? The two faces with their faces up were Nimanima and people's bad smiles. "How do you feel now? Hey, how do you feel? Ha-ha-ha." "Ha-ha-ha. I'm being silly, but how do you feel right now? "Get out - ugh!!! King Collard's anger caused the entire royal palace to wave. "Edge talk?" Scarlet Snow asked back with a subtle look like she had eaten with raw cream on salt and spice. Again, Ara's Adventurer Guild HQ Guild Manager's Office. "Yeah, King Collard seems to be disappointed in the boulder, and he's half dead on official business, so it looks like the neighbors arranged for him to get it back together somehow." Galteguild length hammered him with a similar subtle face. "Well, do you get the idea? I guess that means healing another woman for the pain she escaped." Something's unhealthy, and I don't like it when you treat women like things, keep going. "Well, I fell in love with the world. Sunny. So I can't help it. It is true that King Collard is a king, even if he is. I usually have about other people in the side room besides my real wife." Essentially, the modern age remains the same, but it is common for men of social status to be treated in half servings if they are not married at some age. "... I don't understand the thoughts around it. Anyway, if you want to get married because you have someone you like, it's in the opposite order to look for them because you want to get married, and I think you're rude to them." "Ma'am, the ideal is. The world, it can't be like a gaga. Or can Her Majesty stay trapped in the tower and wait for the prince to come one day? "No way! You'd be determined to escape on your own. - Oh, in your case, Collard, I was betrayed by a princess I found on my own.... It must be a deep scratch." I thought so and reflected on the boulders wondering if they had done too much during this time. "Hmm, did you find someone that easy or something? "Well, you're actually a single head of state. A considerable number of contacts originally seemed to have come from within and outside the country. This time, the princess is the niece of the king of the neighbouring country. She stands at years of age and a little bit of a princess, but she has a pretty good reputation." Shit, Garte guild leader throwing up while tongue-in-cheek. By the way, in this world, the marriageable age is about -18 years for women. "Well, when you're a great guy, you're different." "If I told you that, Your Majesty would be the one to propose. That sounds awesome." "... no? There used to be some idiot I met and proposed in a minute, but other than that, I've never even heard of that hand. - Hey, Life Capital?" The person at the time of being shaken up. The life of a maid-dressed angel (Seraphim) standing behind Scarlet Snow let his eyes swim for a moment. "Yes... well, there is no such thing, but Lord Tensai said, 'I will never put such a disrespectful offer in the Princess's ear.'" "... oh well, nice judgment in a way. By the way, how many applications did you get? Life Capital replied with a sigh to Scarlet Snow's inquiry. - 869%, sir. "Yes......? "So far, applications have been worn from all over the continent. 100% by country. Together, the duplication will total 869%." "... all-comps. Is that it? Except for the Holy Kingdoms...? "... there are traitors everywhere." A silver-haired angel (Seraphim) said smudged. The story of the fringe proceeds to a ton of clapping. Sometimes the person was half self-inflicted (after all), and when he noticed it, in a modem room in the royal castle of the neighboring kingdom of Welba, because of the greeting of the other royal opponent, Collard was helped by a samurai to change his clothes. ... Why am I here? Not to mention the heartbreak pain healing. My head is getting cold. As he became sober, Collard suddenly looked back at what had happened here. The ministers told me about the fringe, and I was nodding appropriately. Then he was put in a carriage for mobility, guarded by the Kingsguard and the direct troops that His Majesty the Princess had put on his escort, through the border and into the neighbouring country, greeting the nobility of this country in the leading role, and entering the royal castle with a view of the city of the capital. In my memory. But it's like I don't feel it. I didn't have any emotions attached to it like a memory of some video. And when it came to this earthquake, I finally got the feeling of 'fringe talk'. Twitching... and unpleasant sweat on my back. Bad, bad, this is very bad! I feel the problem of deciding my whole life looming at the present in a way that I can't escape, I feel like I've gone to a huge ant hell and my feet are about to tremble. I was just finishing dressing and was led by a guard to try to leave the room. "What's going on? You look pale, though? Standing beside the open door, this time, Jacques Chloe, a Lady of the Lao Nation, who was guarded at the behest of Scarlet Snow, twisted her neck with a strange look. "... No, I'm originally a civilian, so I don't like royalty in other countries or anything. I get really nervous." I put it out in my mouth to properly mislead, but half of it is true. "Oh, don't worry about it. You have to be human, you have to be human, you have to be grand." Chloe smiles all over the big face of the building. "I guess that's what it is..." Back of a faint grin collard, bang! and Chloe beating one shot. "Do not act more than worry! I don't feel anything. I think I can handle it! Collard, who was about to be blown away, but managed to stop, looked up at Chloe's face, laughing at her karakula, in relation to her height. I was delighted with the labor put into the words that seemed like a lot of mess and the kind eyes. "Thank you. I'm feeling better." When Collard thanked him, "You're welcome" Chloe winked with a lot of tea glare. "Your Majesty, it's time to carve..." The guard prompted Collard to knock through the door. My mind was calm with wonder. Collard, with a calm expression, went straight down the hall. "Did you say no? Why again?" Scarlet Snow blinked her eyes with an unexpected look as she came to hear the upside of her relationship with the princess of her neighbor. "That's what they missed when they married, still wanting to choose who they wanted to be happy with. That's a story that was going 90% way too, Paa." "Hmm. Was there still a heartbreak painful hand...? "No, that's..." Garte frowns with an inexplicable look. "It was like a corpse that lived to this point, it was perfectly healthy, and everyone involved wondered what it was." And Meer pinched her mouth as she was listening. "Um, guild leader. Isn't that possible that you've got someone you like new? "" Ha!? Scarlet Snow and Garte give a surprise voice to the unexpected idea at the same time. "Who do you like...... Meer, do you have any idea?! "No, but as far as I'm concerned, I was wondering if it's likely." "No... but you're the guy who was half dead until this time, right? How." "That's right. We never met..." They were the two that bothered my head as much as I wanted.
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ๆตทโ€•โ€•็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใฏใ‹ใคใฆๆตทใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๆฏใชใ‚‹ๅคงๅœฐใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆžœใฆใ—ใชใๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๅคงๆตทๅŽŸใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใซ่ฑŠ็ฉฃใฎๆตใฟใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ™็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใฎๆบใ‚Š็ฏญใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ™‚ใซไบบ้–“ใฎใกใฃใฝใ‘ใชๅ‘ฝใชใฉใ€ๆณกๆฒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€ๅคง่‡ช็„ถใฎ็Œ›ๅจใฎ่ฑกๅพดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆตทใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใฏๅธธใซๆตทใซๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใ„ใ€ๆตทใซๆŒ‘ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ๆตชๆผซใจ้‡ŽๅฟƒใŒใ€ๅ†’้™บๅฟƒใจๅŠŸๅๅฟƒใจใŒๆธฆๅทปใใƒ•ใƒญใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆตทใชใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ......ใพใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„็ ‚ๆตœใŒใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚็ถšใๅบƒๅคงใชใƒ“ใƒผใƒใ€‚ ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ้€ๆ˜Žๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ทใƒฃใƒณใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใฎๆฐดใŒใ€็ทฉใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใฏ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ ๆต…ใฎๆตทใฏใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚้€ใ้€šใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๆญฉใ„ใฆๆฐดๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นใพใง่กŒใ‘ใใ†ใชใใ‚‰ใ„็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ™ใใฃใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็”Ÿๆš–ใ‹ใ„ๅ—ๅ›ฝใฎๆตทใฏใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใงใ€ไธ็ด”็‰ฉใชใ„็”Ÿใฎใพใพใฎ่‡ช็„ถใฎๆ™ฏ่ฆณใŒใใ“ใซใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ€ไธ€้ƒจๆฑš็‚นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒ็‰ฉ้ก”ใงใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒซใ ใฎใƒใ‚ฟใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚คใ ใฎใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็Žฉๅ…ทใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ŠฌใฎๅญใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚ŠๆฑŸใฎไธญใ‚’่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ŠๆฅใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใƒผใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑๆตทใฏใ„ใ„ใชใƒผใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ€ๆตทใงๆณณใใฎใฏๆœ€้ซ˜ใ ใœใƒผใ€ ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘็„ก้ง„ใซไฝ“ๅŠ›ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ‚‚ใ†1ๆ™‚้–“ไปฅไธŠไผ‘ใฟใชใ—ใงๅ…จ้–‹ใงๆณณใŽใพใใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ€ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›ๆตทใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆณขๆ‰“ใก้š›ใง่Ÿนใจๆˆฏใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ใใ„ใใ„ๆณณใ„ใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€Œใ‚ˆใฃ...ใจใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใพใงๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใƒผใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€‚ๆณณใŒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซ้ป’ใฎใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎๆฐด็€ใ‚’็€็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถไธŠๅŠ่บซใฏ่ฃธใชใฎใงใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎๆœใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฐ่ฑกโ€•โ€•่ฒงๅผฑใชๅŠใ‚„โ€•โ€•ใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€็ดฐ่บซใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้›ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไฝ“ใคใใŒใƒ€ใ‚คใƒฌใ‚ฏใƒˆใซ็›ฎใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใง่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ณใƒณใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใŒๅˆบๆฟ€ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚็”Ÿๅ‰ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ(ไธปใซๆ „้คŠ็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใ›ใ„ใง)็ญ‹่‚‰ใจใฏ็„ก็ธใงใ€ๅฅณๅญใ‚ˆใ‚Š่…•ๅŠ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡......ใ‚ชใƒ•ไผšใฎๆ™‚ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃ(ไธŠใฏโ—‹โ—‹ๆญณใฎใŠใญใƒผใ•ใพใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ‹ใฏ12ๆญณใฎๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿใพใง)ๅ…จๅ“กใซ่…•็›ธๆ’ฒใง่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใพใ ใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒžใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€็งใฏใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๆตทใ‚’ๆบ€ๅ–ซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ›ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€ๆณณใŽใงใ‚‚็ด ๆฝœใ‚Šใงใ‚‚้ฐคใฎ้คŠๆฎ–ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆตทใ‚’ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ‚Œใใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ•ใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎๅ…ƒ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใƒ“ใƒผใƒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๆตœ่พบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆคฐๅญใฎๆœจ้™ฐใฎไธ‹ใ€ๅŽณ้‡ใซใƒ“ใƒผใƒใƒ‘ใƒฉใ‚ฝใƒซใจใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚ฏใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใ‚’็€่พผใ‚“ใ ๅ…ƒๆ‰€ๆœ‰่€…ใฎ ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚ขใƒใƒณใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹้ขจใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ—ฅๅ…‰ใซ่€ๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆๅธ่ก€้ฌผใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅ—ๅ›ฝ็‰นๆœ‰ใฎ็›ดๅฐ„ๆ—ฅๅ…‰ใฏใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ—ใฆๆœจ้™ฐใงๆถผใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๆ—ฅ็„ผใ‘ๆญขใ‚ๅก—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฎๆ—ฅๅทฎใ—ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญ(่‚ŒใŒ็™ฝใใฆ่–„ใ„ใฎใงๅฐ้บฆ่‰ฒใซๆ—ฅ็„ผใ‘ใ—ใŸๅธ่ก€ๅงซใชใ‚“ใžใจใ„ใ†็Ÿ›็›พใ—ใŸใ‚ทใƒญใƒขใƒŽใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็ตถๅฏพใซๅพŒใง็ซ่„นใ‚Œใซใชใ‚‹)ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ็ซถๆณณๆฐด็€ใ‚’็€ใŸๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆ•™ใˆใŸใƒ“ใƒผใƒใƒใƒฌใƒผใซๅคขไธญใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๅฎˆๅ‚™็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใŒ500ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฎใ‚ขใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒ“ใƒผใƒใƒใƒฌใƒผใงใ€็•ฐๆฌกๅ…ƒใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๆณณใ„ใ ใ—ใ•ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๆณณใ”ใ†ใœใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚‚ๆณณใใคใ‚‚ใ‚ŠใงๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆฐๅฅฝโ€•โ€•ใƒฌใƒผใ‚นใƒ•ใƒชใƒซใฎใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆไป˜ใใƒ“ใ‚ญใƒ‹(ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใƒญใƒผใ‚บๆŸ„)ใงใ€ๆณณใใฎใซ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†้ซช็ทจใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซๆฐด็€ใฏ ใ€Œ......ใˆใƒผใจใ€‚ๅˆฅใซๆณณใใฎใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ไป•ไบ‹โ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใงใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้Šใณๅ‘†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๆณณใ’ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹้€”ไธญใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใšใฐใ‚Šๆ ธๅฟƒใ‚’็ชใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใจ......ใใ†ใใ†ใ€ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฏๆตใ‚Œๆฐดใฏๆธกใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็จฎๆ—็š„ใซๆฐดใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใคใ‘ใ€‚ๅ˜ใซๆณณใ’ใชใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎใ„ใ„่จณใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ้–“้ซชๅ…ฅใ‚Œใšใซใ€็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฆๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใงๆ™ฎๆฎต้ˆใ„ใใ›ใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏ้‹ญใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆณณใ’ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅˆฅใซ็ใ—ใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๆตท่พบใฎๆ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆณณใ’ใชใ„็”ทใ‚‚็ตๆง‹ๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅฅณใŒๆณณใ’ใชใ„ใฎใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใ ใ—......ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ“ใ‚“ใช้ ๆต…ใฎๆตทๅฒธใ‚’ไธธใ”ใจไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ๆฐด้š›ใ‹ใ‚‰5ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใใ“ใงใ‚‚ใพใ ่†ใพใงใฎๆทฑใ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใƒใ‚ณใฎๅญใงใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฏใซ่งฆใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใชใ‚‹ในใๅนณ็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใใ“ใพใงๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ’ใˆใ€ๆ‰‹่ถณใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ‡บใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฑ—ๆตใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ—......ใใ‚“ใช่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆฐดใŒๆ€–ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใธใธใ‚“ใ€ใชใƒผใซใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใใฟใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ„ใซใ“ใ‚ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฃใฆใƒผใฎใ€ในใ‚‰ใ‚“ใผใƒผใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅฃ่ชฟใ‚‚ๅค‰ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆตทใฏๆบ€ๅ–ซใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ๆˆปใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ 1ๅˆ†ใ‚‚็ตŒใฃใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆใƒใ‚ฟ่ถณใใ‚‰ใ„่ฆšใˆใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? โ€•โ€•ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฒ–ใพใง่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒใ‚ฟ่ถณ......ใคใพใ‚Šๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ๆฐดใซๆตธใ‘ใฆใ€ใ†ใคไผใ›ใซใชใฃใฆใ€่ถณใงๆฐดใ‚’ๆŽปใใ€ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ! ใ„ใ–ใจใชใ‚Œใฐ็งใ€่„šๅŠ›ใ ใ‘ใงๆฐดใฎไธŠ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใใ‚‹ใ—!ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆณณใ’ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅนณๆฐ—! ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆณณใ’ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅนณๆฐ—ใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใ–ใจ่จ€ใ†ๆ™‚ใฎ็‚บใซใ€ๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใƒใ‚ฟ่ถณโ€•โ€•ใงใใ‚Œใฐ็ŠฌๆŽปใใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใใฎใพใพๆฒ–ใฎๆ–นใพใงๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใ€็ถฑๅผ•ใ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉๆœฌๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใซใ€STR(่…•ๅŠ›)ๅ€คใงๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚€ใฃใ€ ๅผทๅผ•ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใจไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŠฑใˆไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ€ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ ใฃใ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ค! ใชใซใ™ใ‚“ใฎ!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ่€ณๅ…ƒใซใ€ใ€Œๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€้ ญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐดใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใžใ€ใจๅ›ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชๅ›บใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆทฑใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใง็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใฎใพใพใ‚ธใƒฃใƒ–ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒ–ๆณขใ‚’ๆŽปใๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅผทๅผ•ใซๆฒ–ๅˆใ„ใพใง้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆถ™็›ฎใง็จใ‚€ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใŸ้ขจใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅฆ™ใซใ†ใใ†ใใจๅผพใ‚€่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใงๆญขใพใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใ—ใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใฎๆ–นใธๆ•‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€็™ฝ็†ฑใ—ใŸใƒ“ใƒผใƒใƒใƒฌใƒผใฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ่‚‰ๅผพๆˆฆใซ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ€็Œ›็ƒˆใช็ ‚็…™ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ้ ผใฟใฎ็ถฑใฎ็จ€ไบบใฏใ€ใคใ„ใซๆ—ฅๅฐ„็—…ใงๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๆ‹…ๆžถใซ่ผ‰ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใŸใกใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้‹ใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‘ใฐใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎๆทฑใ•ใฎๆฒ–ๅˆใ„ใพใง้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œ็ตถๅฏพใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใจ้ก”ใพใงๆฐดใซๆตธใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ! ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไฟบใŒๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใšใฏๆฐด้ขใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใฃใฆใ€‚ใ™ใใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใ€็„ก็†ใ€็ตถๅฏพใ€็„ก็†!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ„ๅค–ใจ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œ็”ทใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใใ†่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใพใŸใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚กใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใใžใ€ ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงไธญ่…ฐใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใใ‚ƒใ‚ใฃโ€•โ€•!!ใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใฏๆฐดใฎไธญใธใจๆฒˆใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ€ๅˆฅใซใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏๆตท่พบใฎใƒชใ‚พใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซๆฅใŸ่จณใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็พๅœจ็”Ÿๆญปใฎๅขƒใ‚’ๅฝทๅพจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ปฝใ่ตฐ้ฆฌ็ฏใงๆตใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚‚ใฒใจๆฎต่ฝไป˜ใ„ใŸใปใ‚“ใฎๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๅ‰ใซ้กใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œๆตท่ณŠ่ˆนใญใˆใ€ ใ‚คใƒžใ‚คใƒใดใ‚“ใจใ“ใชใ„้ก”ใงใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€้€ฃใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใ‚‚้™ใพใ‚Šใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠไฟฎๅพฉใŒๆธˆใ‚“ใ ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€Ž่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใ€ใฎ่ฒด่ณ“ๅฎคใฎไธ€ใคใซใฆใ€ๅฎšๆœŸไบคๆญ“ไผšใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎ็›Ÿไธป(ไปฎ)ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€ใใ—ใฆไปŠๅ›žๅˆใ‚ใฆใŠๅฟใณใง่จชๅ•ใ—ใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝๆฌกๆœŸ็š‡ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟ่€…ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒใ€ๆ—ง็Ÿฅใฎ้–“ๆŸ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใง็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใซ้›‘่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒไปŠๅ›ž่จชๅ•ใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใชใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใช็ท‹้›ชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ช˜ใ„ใซไน—ใฃใŸๅฝขใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ฌๅผใซใฏ้ƒŠๅค–ใฎๅˆฅ่˜ใซ้™้คŠใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹(ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎใŸใณๅธ้ƒฝใซ้–‹่จญใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ๅคงไฝฟ้คจใซ่ฉฒๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ใŠไป˜ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅฟƒใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒใŸๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใŸใฎใฏไพๅพ“ใจ่ฟ‘่ก›ๅ…ตใฎ2ๅใฎใฟใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚่™š็ฉบ็ด…็Ž‰ๅŸŽใฎ่ฆๆจกใจๅฃฎ้บ—ใ•ใซ็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ€ๅŠๅˆ†้ญ‚ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใง็š‡ๅฅณใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใฎ้ˆด่˜ญ็š‡ๅฅณใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅพŒใ‚Œใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‹ใ‚‰่บซๅˆ†ๅ‡บ่‡ชใซๆ–Ÿ้…Œใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ไธ€่ฒซใ—ใฆใƒžใ‚คใƒšใƒผใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ไบบๆŸ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ……ๅˆ†ๅผใˆใŸไธŠใงใ€ๅฆ‚ๆ‰ใชใใ“ใชใ™ๆ‰่ฆšใฎๆŒใกไธปใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ่ฒดๆ—ๅˆถๅบฆใจใฏ็„ก็ธใฎ็ฃไบบๆ—ๅ‡บ่บซใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้ก”ใชใ˜ใฟใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“โ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏ็ชฎๅฑˆใชๅฎฎๆฎฟๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚’ไฝ™ๅ„€ใชใใ•ใ‚Œๆ™‚ไธญใ€Ž็š‡ๅฅณใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅถๅƒใฎไปฎ้ขใ‚’่ขซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎใ–ใฃใใฐใ‚‰ใ‚“ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฏ›ใ„ใ ๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ๅนด็›ธๅฟœใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็ด ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸใฎใŒๅ…ˆใฎใ€Žๆตท่ณŠ่ˆนใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ๆดปๅ‹•ใŒๆดป็™บใซใชใฃใฆใ€่ผธ้€่ˆนใ‚„ๆตทๅฒธ้ƒจใฎๆ‘ใ€…ใซใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ่ขซๅฎณใŒใงใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆ†‚ๆ…ฎใ—ใฆใพใ™ใ€ใจๆ›ธใ„ใŸ็ด™ใ‚’่ฒผใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใพใฎใจใ“ใ‚ๆตทไธŠใงใฎ่ขซๅฎณใฏใ€ไธญๅž‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐๅž‹ใฎๅ•†่ˆนใ€้‹ๆฌ่ˆนใŒไธปใงใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅคงๅž‹่ˆนใ‚„้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธ†่ˆนใชใฉใฏ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅ…ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€้ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๆจ™็š„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ—ใ€ใใ†ใชใฃใŸๅ ดๅˆใฎไบบ็š„ใƒป็‰ฉ็š„่ขซๅฎณใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใฎๆฏ”ใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใปใปใ…ใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ๅŒๆƒ…ใ‚’็ฆใ˜ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ด…่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅˆใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใŒใชใซใ‹่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎใพใพ่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏพ็ญ–ใจใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๆตทไธŠใฎ่ฆๆ‰€ใซ่ฆๅกžใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ€ใพใŸๆตทไธŠ่ฒฟๆ˜“ใฎ่ฆ่กใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใฎ้ง็•™่ปใฎๅข—ๆดใ€ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใซใฏ็พๅœจใ€ๆตท่ปใจๅ‘ผในใ‚‹่ฆๆจกใฎๆตทไธŠๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฎๆ•ดๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆŽจใ—้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ๅญ˜ใงใ™ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆ‰‹ๅ …ใ„ๅธƒ็Ÿณใ ใญใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใตใจ็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใฃใฆ็ท‹้›ชใŒๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ไบˆ็ฎ—ใŒๅคงๅค‰ใใ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ~~~ใฃใ€ ้€”็ซฏใ€ๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„้ก”ใงใŒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้บฆใ‚„็ฑณใฎๅŽ็ฉซๅ‰ใ€ๅคๅ ดใฎใ“ใฎๆ™‚ๆœŸใซๅข—็จŽใจใ‹ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๅ‰็Ž‹ๆœใฎๅพŒๅง‹ๆœซใฎ็‚บใ€ๅ›ฝๅบซใ‚‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็ฉบใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏ็ตๅฉšๅผใ‚‚ๆŒ™ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใฃใŸใญใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใƒขใ‚ฒใ‚ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใงใ€ใชใซใ€ ใ€Œ......้‡‘้Šญ็š„ใช่ฒ ๆ‹…ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพŒใ€…ๅคงๅค‰ใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€็พๅœจๆ€ๆกˆไธญใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ„ใ‹ใซๅฑžๅ›ฝใจใฏใ„ใˆ......ใ„ใˆใ€ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ“ใใ€็„กๅ„ŸๆดๅŠฉใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ›ใฐใ€่‡ชๅŠฉๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚’้˜ปๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‚ช็™–ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚Šๅ…ผใญใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ†ๆ‹…ไฟใ‹ใ€่ฟ”ๆธˆๆœŸ้–“ใ‚’่จญใ‘ใฆใฎ่ฒธไป˜ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฆฅๅฝ“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ็žฌๆ™‚ใซๅ•้กŒ็‚นใจๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’็ทจใฟๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎๆ‰่ฆšใซใ€้ฉšๅ˜†ใจ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ๅผทใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใฎใงใ€็พๅœจใ€ๅฏพๆกˆใ‚’ๆคœ่จŽใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆตท่ณŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅพŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ—ใฆใ€ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๆŒ™ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎๆ™‚ใฎ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€้‡‘้Šญใงใฏใชใใฆใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ๅ•้กŒ็‚นใ‚’ไธ€ๆŽƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไปฃๆกˆใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใฆใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉๆœฌๅ›ฝใฎ็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆตท่ณŠใ”ใจใ็‰ฉใฎๆ•ฐใงใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใชใ‚ใƒผใ€‚ๆธฏใ‚„ๆตทใ€้ ˜็ฉบใซไธญใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’่ท‹ๆ‰ˆใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘จ่พบไฝไบบใ‚„็”Ÿๆ…‹็ณปใซใ‚‚ๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏๅพŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€ ็ฌฌไธ€ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎไฝไบบใซๆตท่ณŠใจใใฎไป–ใฎ่ˆนใจๅŒบๅˆฅไป˜ใใฎใ‹ใช? ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌๆฒˆใ‚ใพใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใจๆ€ใฃใฆ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจๆŠœๆœฌ็š„ใชๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’่ฌ›ใ˜ใญใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ—ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๆ‚„็„ถใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่ขซๅฎณใŒๅข—ๅŠ ๅ‚พๅ‘ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใฎๆณจ็›ฎใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰นใซใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๅนดใฏ้ก•่‘—ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅคฉๅ€™ไธ้ †ใ‚„ๆˆฆไบ‰่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ ปๅบฆใ€่ฆๆจกใจใ‚‚็ขบๅฎŸใซๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒๅ„ๅ€‹ใฎ้€ฃๅธฏใ‚„็ตฑๅˆถใฎๆง˜ๅญใฏ็ชบใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใใพใงๅถ็„ถใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅคง้™ธใฎ่ฅฟใจๆฑใจใงใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆตท่ณŠใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒๆดป็™บๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€‚ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่ฃใงๆ‰‹ๅผ•ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใใพใงๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใงใ™ใŒใ€ใจ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ่ง’ไป˜ใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใใพใงๅ›ฝๅ†…ๅ•้กŒใจใ—ใฆๅ‡ฆ็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฎใงใ€ๅคงๅฑ€ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸ่ฆ‹ๅœฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ๆจก็ดขใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ‚ชใ„ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸๅพŒใงใ€่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใŠๅงซใŒ็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใปใผไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆ‰‹็Ž‰ใซๅ–ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใชใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ™ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚„ใฐใ„! ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฅณใฎๅญไบŒไบบใŒ่กŒใๆœซใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎๆˆฆๆ…„ใ‚’ไฝ™ๆ‰€ใซใ€ๆฏใ‚‚ใƒ”ใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใซใ€ๅ’Œๆฐ—่—นใ€…ใจ่ซ‡็ฌ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๆตท่ณŠใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ไธ€ๆ—้ƒŽๅ…š่ฆ‹ใ›ใ—ใ‚ใฎ็‚บใซใ‚‚ใใ†ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎ็พŽๅงซใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญ“่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใฏใ€ไธ€ๅน…ใฎๅ็”ปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ก€็”Ÿ่‡ญใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ‡ธๅฟตใŒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆตท่ณŠ่ขซๅฎณใŒไปŠๅพŒใพใ™ใพใ™ๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซๆตท่ปใฎๅข—ๅผทใ‚’่€ƒใˆใญใฐใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ๅ…ˆใฎใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใธใฎๅ‡บๅ…ตใงใ‚‚ๅ›ฝๅบซใฎ4ๅˆ†ใฎ1ใŒ็ฉบใซใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ ใ€Œใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šๅพฉ่ˆˆใฏ ็š‡ๅฅณใฎๆ…จๅ˜†ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใไธๆบ€ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€้ ˜ๅœŸไบคๆธ‰ใซใŠใ„ใฆใ€่’ๅปƒใ—ใŸใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝขใงใ€ๅฆฅๅ”ใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅฝผใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใฎไธ€ใคใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—จใฟใฎๅคšใ„ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝใฏใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใซๅ‰ฒ่ญฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๆก็ด„ใซ่ชฟๅฐใชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใพใซใชใฃใฆใ”ไธๆบ€ใงใ™ใ‹? ๆ—งใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้ ˜ใ‚’ใปใผ็ญ‰ๅˆ†ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใฎๅฆฅ็ตใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ่ญฒๆญฉใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๆ‚ชๆˆฏใฃใฝใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏ้ ˜ๅœŸใฎๆ‹กๅผต่ทฏ็ทšใซ้™็•ŒใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚คใƒณใƒ•ใƒฉใฎๆ•ดใฃใŸใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝใ‚’้…ไธ‹ใซๆฒปใ‚ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹้–“ใจ้‡‘ใฎๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใใ†ใชใใฎไป–ใฎๅƒปๅœฐใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใฎใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ไบคๆธ‰ใฎๅธญไธŠใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใ‚„ใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ซ‹ๅ ดใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใใ“ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅˆใ„ใซๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใฏ้ป™ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆตท่ณŠใญใˆใ€‚ๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใกใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒๆŽดใ‚ใชใ„ใชใใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€็งใ‚‚ๅ ฑๅ‘Šๆ›ธใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใ ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ๅพŒใง่ฉณใ—ใ„่ณ‡ๆ–™ใฏใŠๆธกใ—ใ—ใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใƒ”ใƒณใจใ“ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใตใจใ€ๅฃ้š›ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไปฎ้ขใฎๅ‰ฃๅฃซโ€•โ€•็จ€ไบบใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ไธ€ๅบฆใ€ๆธฏใซใงใ‚‚่กŒใฃใฆ็›ดๆŽฅ่ˆนไธปใ‚„่ขซๅฎณ่€…ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹? ็ขบใ‹่ฒฟๆ˜“ๆธฏใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใฎๅ‚ใซใ€็Ž‹ๅฎถ...ใ„ใˆใ€ๅ‰็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅˆฅ่˜ๅœฐใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฏใšใงใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใงๆฐดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฏใ€้ ทใ„ใฆ่ฃœ่ถณใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€็พๅœจใฏ้–‰้Ž–ไธญใงใ™ใŒ็ฎก็†ใฏใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๅฐ†ๆฅ็š„ใซใฏใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ™ใƒผใƒˆใƒ“ใƒผใƒใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใƒชใ‚พใƒผใƒˆใƒ›ใƒ†ใƒซใจใ—ใฆๅฃฒๅดไบˆๅฎšใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝใง็›ดๆŽฅ่ณผๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅงซ?ใ€ ่„‡ใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅคฉๆถฏใŒใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ็ท‹้›ชใซไบ†่งฃใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไปฅๅ‰่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๅ…จไธ–็•Œๅˆฅ่˜่จˆ็”ปใฏ็€ใ€…ใจ้€ฒ่กŒไธญใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ่จŠใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ท‹้›ชใฏใ€ใชใœใ‹้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง้ ฌใซๆŒ‡ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆตท่ณŠ......ๆตท...ใƒ“ใƒผใƒไป˜ใใฎๅˆฅ่˜ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€่ณผๅ…ฅใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€ไฝฟ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ•ใ›ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจ็พๅœฐใซ่ฉณใ—ใ„ๅ†’้™บ่€…็ญ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ฌใ‚คใƒ‰ใจใ—ใฆ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ่‡ณใ‚Œใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ›ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ†ๅบฆใ€ใ€Œใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใจ่€ƒใˆ่พผใฟใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ไธๅฏฉใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใชใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
The sea - the great sea plains that make Mother Earth, endlessly spread, that life was once born of the sea. The sea is a shake of life that sometimes brings abundant grace and a symbol of the fierceness of nature that sometimes swallows like a foam, such as the tiny life of man. Humans have always leaned against the sea and challenged it. Romance and ambition are the frontiers where adventure and fame swirl, and that is the sea. ... That's what it is. A vast beach with bright white sandy beaches leading everywhere. A very transparent ocean blue water is slowly returning its feet. The shallow ocean was clear everywhere and calm enough that I could walk like this to the other side of the horizon. Tickling, warm southern seas were calm everywhere, where the natural landscape remained raw without any impurities. Some things like dirt come and go in the cove like a dog kid who was given a toy while crawling and butterflying in our face. "No, the sea is good after all. Damn, swimming in the ocean is great." I felt how wasted my strength was, and Joey was swimming all over it with no rest for over an hour. And, having enjoyed the sea of absurdity, he noticed me playing with crabs at the waves, swimming around and approaching, "Yikes..." he stood up at once and came to his sight. "Nah, Hiyuki. You don't swim? By the way, he's wearing a black trunk-type swimsuit. Naturally my upper body is naked, so unlike the impression I can feel from the top of my regular clothes - a poor kid or something - my skinny, well-trained figure jumped directly into my eyes and I was somewhat distracted from my gaze. Uh-huh, I knew, seeing something like this would irritate the complex. My whole life I had nothing to do with muscles (mainly because of my nutritional status) and I didn't have more arm power than girls, so hey... it's still a bit of trauma that I lost my arm wrestle to all the women I was in at the off-duty party (from an O-O old lady up there to a -year-old elementary school kid down there). "Oh, I enjoy the ocean fully around here, so don't worry about you, swimming, vegetarian diving, aquaculture or whatever, you just have to enjoy the ocean fully. Anyway, it's a private beach of the former royal family." Upon a glimpse of the beach, under the shade of a coconut tree, a strictly beach parasol and tank top, a rare (barely) former owner wearing a hoodie, probably felt my gaze over the sunglasses, with cold champagne lying on the beach sofa with one hand, waved gently. I feel like I've seen it. It's the wind enjoying Avanture, but even though it's resistant to sunlight, vampires, just like the direct sunlight characteristic of the South, seems to be tight, and oh well it's best to cool off in the shade of the trees. Well, although I also apply sunscreen, this sun is pretty tight (my skin is white and thin, so it doesn't make for a contradictory silo thing called a blood-sucking princess who got sunburned in wheat, but it definitely flames later). By the way, the heavenly ones in competitive swimsuits are obsessed with the beach volleyball I taught them to fight in different dimensions in the Astro Beach Volleyball with a defensive range of meters. "No, we're gonna swim this way, let's swim together. I guess Hiyuki came here with the intention of swimming, too, huh? Joey confirms my outfit with a suspicious face - a bikini with a lace frill skirt (naturally, a rose pattern) with three parts of hair to keep me out of the way to swim -. By the way, the swimsuit is an "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online" accessory, so even if it looks like this, it can make quite a positive correction to the defense. "... er. It's not about swimming, it's about work - yes, I could work! So if you're playing around." "Can't you just take a little swim? On the way to talking, Joey kept poking at the core. "Er... yes, the blood-sucking princess can't cross the running water, so she can't put it in the water racially" "Liar. I guess it's a good reason you just can't swim." Joey denies it head-on, without getting her hair in between. - Why are you usually dull, these things are sharp? "It wouldn't be unusual to not be able to swim. Mostly there are quite a few guys by the sea villages who can't swim, and it's normal for a woman not to be able to swim...... because she can use this whole shallow coast, why don't you practice a little? With that said, Joey traveled about 5 meters from the water, but I see there's no depth there or yet to his knees. So, even the cat kid asked me to call him because I touched Shaq something, so I walked that far with my face as flat as possible. "Wow, my hands and feet are out at the same time, and I'm sweating from all over my body... I'm not good at that, or are you afraid of water? "Hehe, I don't know what you're talking about, but there's something frightening about it." "The tone is getting weird too..." "Sa, this will do. I enjoyed the ocean, so I'll be back! I was just about to leave this place, and Joey grabbed me by the arm. "No, it hasn't been a minute yet. Shouldn't we at least remember about the bumpy feet? - In the meantime, shall we go a little further offshore?" Butterflies... I mean dip your whole body in water, lie down depressed, scratch the water with your feet, he said. "So, it's okay! If you have to, I can run on water with my leg strength alone! So you don't have to be able to swim! "So you can't be fine if you can't swim. I need to be able to scratch my dog if I can." There's no way I can beat Joey trying to pull him as far offshore as he is, and me going to be in a pull state but I mean it, with a STR (arm strength) value. "- Mmm." I was about to shake it off forcefully, and Joey held me up with one hand. It's called being a princess. "Here, here, Joey! What the hell! In his ear, rushing away, he was whispered, "If you burst, you're going to fall out of your head into the water," and reflexively solidified. "Well, let's practice a little deeper" They scratch the jab jab waves as they are and are forcefully taken offshore. "Uh-huh." I stare at him with tears, but Joey doesn't have the wind he cared about, and there's no sign of him stopping at the footsteps of strangely groaning and bouncing. Seeing as he tried to seek salvation from the Heavenly Fathers, Incandescent Beach Volleyball finally entered the battle of flesh bullets, and there was no way he could notice the fierce smoke rising, and the rare man of the last requisition finally fell from solar radiation, almost put on a stretcher and transported by his maids. "I don't know if I can get around here -" If you notice, they're even bringing you offshore at depths around Joey's chest. This is definitely me, you're gonna dip it in the water all the way to your face! "Then I'm grabbing it, so let's start by putting my face on the water and opening my eyes" "I can't!" "'Cause it's okay. Because I'll get used to it soon." "I can't, I can't, I'll never, I can't! "Try it, it's surprisingly easy." "That's what all men say! "... Also, something is going wrong. - Ma, okay. Let's go." If you unilaterally declare it, Joey will be a mid back on the spot. "Ha-ha-ha -!!" Naturally, my face sank into the water. Well, nothing. We're not here to enjoy the seaside resort. I don't know if it looks that way because I'm currently wandering the border between life and death, so if you flush it lightly with a running lantern, Shima's disturbance also goes back just a few days before one paragraph -. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Pirate ship." Scarlet Snow twisted her neck with an immaculate face. A series of disturbances also calmed down, in one of the VIP rooms of the fully restored aerial garden, the Vacant Red Jade Castle, where King Collard of the Republic of Amitia, who visited for a regular social reception, and Levan, the Allied Leader (tentative) of the Free Alliance of Cres, and the next heiress to the Empire of Grawior, Empress Oriana, who visited this time for the first time with patience, chatted peacefully in a manner similar to the pattern of the ancient knowledge. This visit by the Empress Oriana took the form of a complete private invitation from Scarlet Snow, which is officially to go to a suburban villa for rest (in fact, this time it was opened in the Imperial capital, set up in the 'Imperial Crimson Residence Hall of the Crimson Empire', which belongs to the Embassy, and travelled using a transfer gate (teleporter)). For this reason, the number of attachments was also a minuscule and minimal, and only two accompanied him on this occasion, a squire and a Kingsguard, but even to them, he was stunned by the size and magnificence of the Vacant Red Jade Castle and only refrained behind the princess with half his soul missing. At first, the Empress of Suzuran seemed just as distracted, but Scarlet Snow was a persona who consistently did not break my pace, without discussing her identity from the beginning, and, having fully defended her area even for King Collard, was the owner of the talent to do so without appearance, and Levan was also originally from the Beastly tribe of beasts unrelated to the aristocracy, and this time everyone around her was familiar with her face - that's why she was usually forced to live in a cramped palace, and during four or six o'clock, Oriana, wearing the idol mask of 'The Empress', was also giving a peek at the adorable face she deserved for the year. So, it was the 'pirate ship' that came up on the subject earlier. "Yeah, there's been activity here, and there's been a lot of damage to the transport ships and the coastal villages." I am worried, King Collard sighed with a paper pasted face that said: "So far, damage at sea is mainly caused by medium-sized to small merchant ships, carriers, just as large ships and demon-guided sailboats are spared damage, but they will certainly not be targeted far away, and if they do, human and material damage will not be the same as before." "Ho ho, that's tough. I cannot forbid sympathy." King Collard looked at the palm of scarlet snow drinking tea with something to say, but kept talking. "In addition to measures, we have fortresses in maritime fortifications, reinforcements in the garrison of Quito, which is a major shock in maritime trade, and we do not currently have a maritime force of the scale that can be called the Navy, so we are pushing for the development of this" I see, you're a tough fabric stone like King Collard, but Scarlet Snow asks, wondering. "But they all look like they have a tough budget" "Yes, it is. Eh." As soon as possible, King Collard drops his shoulders disappointingly with a pitiful face. "You can't raise taxes or anything at this time of summer before the harvest of wheat or rice, and because of the late days of the previous dynasty, the treasury is almost empty, and you can't have a wedding like this." "That was a shame. I don't know if it's a good idea, but what, did you even apply for a loan from your home country? "... if you ask for a financial burden, it will seem difficult later, so I am currently thinking" "Right. No matter how many countries you belong to... No, because if you provide free assistance, you can also become a vice that inhibits self-help efforts. It would be reasonable to have a collateral that matches it or a loan with a repayment period." King Collard nods, even though he reinforces his amazement and vigilance at the talent of Empress Oriana, who instantly knits out problems and measures. "So right now, I'm considering a counterproposal, but I'm pretty much just turning to the pirate opponent." Levan raises his hand. "That princess. Isn't there some kind of alternative to cleaning up the problem, not the money, like the transfer device from Cres? I don't know what that means, but I don't think you're a pirate in your own country." "I wonder if it's difficult. Ah. If we let the harbor, the sea, and the airspace trek the monster at four or six o'clock, it's going to affect the surrounding residents and the ecosystem, and in the end, we'll just have to get around to it." First, do you distinguish our residents from pirates and other ships? Wouldn't you sink it all up depending on the allowance or something if you were bad? Scarlet Snow makes a difficult face to think of. "We have to take more radical measures." King Collard also agreed, and Levan sighed quietly. "And are you a pirate? Even in the Gravior Empire, the damage to their hands has been increasing recently." All attention is drawn to the words of Empress Oriana. "Although notable, especially in the last few years, even net of weather irregularities and war damage, there has certainly been an increase in frequency and scale. But I couldn't see how the coalitions and controls were, so I thought it was just a coincidence." "Hmm. That's interesting. With the west and east of the continent, I didn't know pirate action was just as active. Maybe there's someone behind you who's guiding us." Well, it's only possible, but King Collard continues. That said, it would not be a bad thing to explore the possibilities from a perspective that stood in the big picture, since if we did not actually corner each other and discuss them in this way, we would have only been dealing with them as domestic issues. - After thinking about it, I secretly sweat cold when I realize that it's almost possible to take the world on my hands if the two princesses on this occasion show me. - Shit, the world sucks! You think two girls like this are holding the end of the line? Two people who chirp comfortably, breathing perfectly in the margins of King Collard's warfare like that. "Well, in the meantime, pirates are killed as soon as they find them." "Well, we'll have to do that to show off the lone party." The way the two beautiful princesses were smiling and welcoming each other seemed like a one-width famous painting, but what they were talking about was pretty bloody stinky. "Nevertheless, if there is any concern and there will be more and more pirate damage in the future, we must seriously consider strengthening the navy. A quarter of the country's treasury has been emptied even as we marched to the Grand Duchy of Youth earlier." "Instead, we're paying for reconstruction in Cres." Levan pinches his mouth with a somewhat dissatisfied face against the Crown Princess's indignation. In the end, as for him, who had to compromise in the form of the devastated Grand Duchy of Youth in the territorial negotiations, I guess he is also about to complain. Incidentally, the more savory Kensruna nation was ceded to the Empire. "Alas, are you dissatisfied with the fact that you are now signed into the Treaty? It's a compromise in the form of a roughly equal division of old Kensruna territory, so I think it's quite a concession as an empire, too." Oriana smiles like a prank. In fact, I saw a limit on the territorial expansion route, so I can see that I just ruled the well-infrastructured Kensruna country into distribution and pushed the laborious and golden other secluded areas to the Cres Free Allies, but as for Levan, who is on the negotiating table and in a position that was eventually intercepted, I have no choice but to remain silent if he is put out to engage there. Scarlet Snow returned to the conversation to change his mood. "And you're a pirate. Even if I take measures, I can't really grasp the image. What is it like? "Well, I just read the report, too. I'll give you more information later, though? Scarlet Snow still looks pinned. Two, a masked swordsman standing on the wall - a rare man opened his mouth. "What, for once, why don't you also go to the harbor and talk directly to the shipowners and victims? Surely beside the trade port Quito, there must have been a royal... no, former royal villa? King Collard, turned to water with his gaze, nods and supplements. "Yes, it's currently closed, but it's managed, and in the future, both private beaches will be sold as resort hotels." "- Hmm. Then how about buying directly in our country, princess? Heavenly, who had refrained from doing so on his side, asks Hikaru to understand. Apparently, as I said before, the whole world villa project is steadily underway. Asked Scarlet Snow somehow fingered her cheek with a difficult face. "Pirate... the sea... the villa with the beach..." "Well, aside from whether it will be purchased or not, it should be available tomorrow if it is to be used, so I'll get it ready. And adventurers who are familiar with the area will also be available as guides." Again, in the words of King Collard, who was exhausted, he thought, "Uh-huh," a scarlet snow that made his surroundings suspicious.
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็Ÿขใฎใ‚ˆใ†็ทšใซใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใซ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŸใคใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไธ้œใช้ก”ใง่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใŒใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅ‚™ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ใคใฎๅคงใใช้Ÿณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใ—ใฆ็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ็ชใใจ่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ใ€ไธก่…•ใจ่„›ใจใงๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใใฎๅจๅŠ›ใ‚’็›ธๆฎบใงใใšใซใ€ๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅพŒๆ–นใธใจๆŠผใ—ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅ‹ๆฉŸ! ๅฎˆๅ‹ขใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใ‚’่กŒใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏ็„กๅ‘ผๅธใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๆฏใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ้š™ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ™ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใ€ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ๅทฆๅณใฎๆ‹ณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆธพ่บซใฎๅณใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ้–“ไธ€้ซชใ€่บซใ‚’็ฟปใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้ก”ใฎ่„‡ใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎๆ‹ณใŒ้€šใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ€ๆ‹ณๅœงใง่‚ŒใŒใกใ‚Šใกใ‚Šใจ็„ผใ‘ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏใ€Ž่ฑช่…•ใ€ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๅŠๆญฉ่ธใฟ่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅฎ™ใซ่ˆžใฃใŸใ€‚่ทณใณใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ›ž่ปขใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆๅณใฎ่ธตใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๅคงๆŠ€โ€•โ€•ๆ—‹้ขจ่„šใŒใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎ้ก”้ขใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใ‚ญใƒณ! ่‚‰ไฝ“ใงใฏใชใ้‹ผ้‰„ๅŒๅฃซใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸณใŒใ—ใฆใฏๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆๆง‹ใˆใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ่„‡่…นใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ—‹้ขจ่„šใ‚’็›ดๅ‰ใซๅๅญ—ไบคๅทฎใ•ใ›ใŸ่…•ใง้˜ฒใŒใ‚ŒใŸไธŠใซใ€ใŠใคใ‚Šใซ่†ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๆฒนๆ–ญใ‚‚ใ™ใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใ•ใซ้‡Ž็”Ÿใฎ่™Žใ ใชใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พๅฐ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็†ฑๆฐ—ใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไฝ“ๅ†…ใซใ‚‚็‡ƒใˆ็ซ‹ใค่ˆˆๅฅฎใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆๅ…จ่บซใฎ่ก€ใŒๆฒธ้จฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒ้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็”ทใฏๅผทใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ฅใ‹ใซๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎไธŠใงๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ่กๅ‹•ใฎใพใพใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’็ชใๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ่–ๅœฐใฎ็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใฎไธŠใงใฏใ€2ไบบใฎ็”ทใŸใกใŒไบ’ใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใคๅŠ›ใจๆŠ€ใ€ใใ—ใฆไฟกๅฟตใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚่ญฒใ‚‰ใชใ„้—˜ใ„ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ไธ€ๆ–นใŒๆ”ปๅ‹ขใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏๅฎˆๅ‹ขใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซๆ”ปๅฎˆใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่ธŠใ‚Šใงใ‚‚่ธŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใฎไธŠใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅˆใฎๅซใณใซใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๆฎดใ‚Šใ€่นดใ‚Šใ€ๆŠ•ใ’ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆ ผ้—˜ใฎ้ŸณใŒๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅ้Ÿฟใ—ใฆใ€ใดใ‚“ใจๅผตใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ็ซ‹ใค็ฃไบบๆ—ใŸใกใฏใ€็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใ‚Šใ€่€ณใ‚’ใใฐใ ใฆใ€ ๆง˜ใ€‚...ๅ‹ใกใพใ™ใ€ใ‚ˆใญ......?ใ€ ้šฃใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใซ่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅฐใ•ใๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่บซใ‚’ๆกˆใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใซใชใ„ใปใฉ้’ใ–ใ‚ใŸ็›ฎใง ใ€Œ......ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใจๆŠ€ใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๆ–นใŒไธŠใ€ใƒ‘ใƒฏใƒผใจ็ตŒ้จ“ใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒไธŠใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใญใ€ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅฎข่ฆณ็š„ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ™ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง้‡ใญใฆ่จŠใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ...ๅผ•ใๅˆ†ใ‘ใซใชใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใŒใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ็ต่ซ–ใ‚’่ฟฐในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅฐๅƒงใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใงใ™ใฎใ…ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใซใฏๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏ่พ›ๆŠฑๅผทใ็ถšใใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผทใ„ๅจ˜ใ ใญใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€็ด ็›ดใซ็ถšใใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ...ใ‚ใจ5ๅนดใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€3ๅนดใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็ขบๅฎŸใซๅ‹ใฆใŸใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใพใฎใพใพใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฎ็ตŒ้Žใจใจใ‚‚ใซไฝ“ๅŠ›ใจ็ตŒ้จ“ใฎๅทฎใงๅœงๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸไธŠใงใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๆใ‚‰ใไฝ“ๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซ่ตทๆญปๅ›ž็”ŸใฎๆŠ€ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใฉใ†ใ„ใ†่ฟ”ใ—ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใงใ€ใปใผๅ‹่ฒ ใฏๆฑบใพใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ€็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใงใฎๅ‹่ฒ ใซๅคงใใช้€ฒๅฑ•ใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎ้‹ญใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ่ท้›ขใŒ็ธฎใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๅทฆๅณๅŒๆ™‚ใฎไบŒๆฎต็ชใใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚่…ฐใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€ๅ…จ่บซใฎ้‹ๅ‹•ใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใŒๅ‡็ธฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้€ฃๆ’ƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ชใใ‚’ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๆŽŒๅบ•ใงๆ‰•ใ„้™คใ‘ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎ็ฅž้€Ÿใฎ่นดใ‚ŠใŒ็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้–“ไธ€้ซชใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๆจชใซๅ่ปขใ•ใ›ใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒ่บฑใ™ใ€‚ใใฎไฝ“ๅ‹ขใŒๅดฉใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸไธŠไฝ“ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚ƒใฃ!ใ€ ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใšใ€ๅณๆ‹ณใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹้€Ÿๆ”ปใŒ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏไธกๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’้‡ใญใŸๅๅญ—ๅ—ใ‘ใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎๅณๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใใฎใพใพๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใงๅ›ž่ปขใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ใคใ‘ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚’่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไฝ“ใŒๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œŸๆจชใซๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใณๅ€’ใ‚Œใ€ไธญ้€”ๅŠ็ซฏใชๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚’้ฃŸใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใ‚‚่ปขใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ไธ€ใคใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใง่ปฝใ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใ€‚ ๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰่‹ฆๆ‚ถใฎๅฃฐใจใ€้ฎฎ่ก€ใŒใ“ใผใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่‹ฆใ—ใ’ใซ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏธๆ‰“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ๅฏ†็€ใ—ใฆใฎ้–“ๅˆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ†…้ƒจใธๆตธ้€ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒโ€•โ€•ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ไฝฟใ†ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ไฟบใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆŠ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฏ†็€ใ—ใŸ้–“ๅˆใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใ‚ผใƒญ่ท้›ขใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒๅ•้กŒใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ€ไบˆ้ธใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆใ„ใพใพใงใใฎๆŠ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆฑบๅ‹ๆˆฆใ‚’่ฆ‹่ถŠใ—ใฆๆธฉๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซ่ฃใ‚’ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ€็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่ถณๅ–ใ‚ŠใฏใŠไธ–่พžใซใ‚‚่ปฝๅฟซใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅฏธๆ‰“ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ€ๅ†…่‡“ใซใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ›ใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆๆฌกใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใ„ใพ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆญปใชใšใซๆธˆใ‚€ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ็„ก่จ€ใงๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ็›ฎใซไธ้€€่ปขใฎๆฑบๆ„ใ‚’่ชญใฟๅ–ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฏใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ็„ก็”จใ€ใ„ใ‚„ๆˆฆๅฃซใฎ่ช‡ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฑšใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใใžใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ€็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใฎ่„‡ใงใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ้จ’ใŽใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎๅ‰ใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€็ท‹้›ชใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ็พฝไบคใ„็ตžใ‚ใซใ—ใฆๅผ•ใๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃ! ใ„ใพ่ฉฆๅˆๅ ดใธๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅๅ‰‡ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้›ขใ—ใฆใฃ! ใ“ใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ไฝ“ๆ ผใงใฏ้ฅใ‹ใซๅฐๆŸ„ใง็ดฐ่บซใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใงๅœงๅ€’็š„ใช็ท‹้›ชใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใใ€้ง„ใ€…ใฃๅญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆšดใ‚Œใฆๆณฃใๅซใถใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹่ฒ ใฎ้€”ไธญใ ใ‚ˆ! ใพใ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใชใฎใซใ€ๅ›ใŒไฟกใ˜ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ! ใ„ใพ้‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆ?!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„! ใใฎๅฃฐใฏใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใตใจใ€่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆญปใฎ่ถณ้Ÿณใ‚’ๅ‰ใซ่Ž็ธฎใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ่‡ช่บซใฎๅฟƒใŒใ€ไธๆ„ใซ่ปฝใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ ใฎๅซใณใจใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฎฅใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ€ๅธซใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎ็ซ‹ไผšใ„ใฎๅ…ƒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฉฆๅˆใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใพใฃใŸใใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚ๆˆ้•ทใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒๆผใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใง้œงใŒๆ™ดใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฟƒใŒๆพ„ใฟๆธกใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฏไธ€็žฌๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใง็œ‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ใ ใŒ้›†ไธญใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใ“ใจใชใใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ้–“ๅˆใ„ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ๅ…จ่บซใฎๅ‰„ใ‚’ๅ‡็ธฎใ•ใ›ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใฎๆŽŒใ‚’็ชใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†…่‡“ใซๆทฑๅˆปใชใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฒ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่บฑใ›ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใพใŸไปฎใซ่บฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ™ใใ•ใพใ€ๆฌกใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใธใจ็น‹ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่‡ชไฟกใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎๆŽŒใŒใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่ƒธใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใง็ฉบๆฐ—ใงใ‚‚ๆŠผใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ็ฉบใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๅๆ™‚่จˆๅ›žใ‚Šใซๅ่ปขใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€้ขจใซ้ฃ›ใถ็พฝๆฏ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅ›žใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่‡ช็„ถใชๅ‹•ใใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธญๆฎต็ชใใŒไผธใณใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅŸบๆœฌใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅธซใซๆœ€ๅˆใซๆ•™ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆŠ€ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฏ่ฟทใ„ใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€็ท‹้›ชใซๆ”พใฃใŸใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใจใ‚“ใ€ใจ่ปฝใๅฉใ„ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฑบใพใฃใŸ็ชใใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่†จๅคงใช่กๆ’ƒๆณขใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆธพ่บซใฎๆŠ€ใŒใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใจใชใ‚ŠๅŠ ็ฎ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฏๆˆใ™ใ™ในใชใๆ•ฐๅใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่ตทใไธŠใŒใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใฎ่กๆ’ƒใงไฝ“ไธญใฎ้ชจใŒใ„ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ†…่‡“ใซใ‚‚ๆŠ˜ใ‚ŒใŸ้ชจใŒๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๆŒ‡ๅ—ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ๆ—้•ทใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸใฎใŠ้™ฐใงๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใ“ใฎ่บซใซๅˆปใฟไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ไธ€็žฌ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚ฑใƒญใƒณใฏใ€็ถšใ„ใฆๆ„‰ๅฟซใใ†ใซๅ™ดใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ใฃใฆ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใŸใ„ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ–ๅ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆœ‰้ ‚ๅคฉใซใชใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใŒใ€‚......ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ไผšๅ ดๅ…จไฝ“ใซใพใง้Ÿฟใใใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใฏใกๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆญ“ๅฃฐใจๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใŒๆฒธใ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚“!!ใ€ ๆ„ŸๆฅตใพใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ÿณ่ˆžๅฐใฎไธ‹ใงใฏใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ‹˜ๆŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ญˆใŒใ€ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ท‹้›ชใŒใ€ใ€Œใˆ?! ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ??ใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆญฃๅผใซใ€Ž็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใ€ใจ่ชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏใ€ๅคงไผš็ต‚ไบ†ๅพŒใ€ๅ„้ƒจๆ—ใฎๆ—้•ทใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ้€ฃ้‚ฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่„ฑ้€€ใจใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใŸไธญใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใซ่ฌ€ๅใฎ็–‘ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ€้€ฃ้‚ฆๆ”ฟๅบœ(ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใจใ—ใŸ้–ขไฟ‚ๅ›ฝ)ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้Žฎๅœงใฎๅ็›ฎใง่ปไบ‹ๆดพ้ฃใŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใซ่‡ณใ‚Šใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎไธๆบ€ใŒ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๆดพใจใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝๆดพใจใงใปใผๅ›ฝๅ†…ใŒไบŒๅˆ†ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๅˆใ€ๅ€‹ใ€…ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใๅ›ฝๅ˜ไฝใงๆˆฆใ†ใซใฏไธๅˆฉใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใ ใŒใ€ๆ——ๅฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹็…ๅญๆ—ใฎ่‹ฅใๆ—้•ทใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎไธ‹ใ€่™Žไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๆœ‰ๅŠ›ใช้ƒจๆ—ใฎๆˆฆๅฃซใŒ็ต‚็ตใ—ใ€ใพใŸ่ฃœ็ตฆ็ญ‰ใฎ้–“ๆŽฅๆ”ฏๆดๅŠใณๆฐ‘้–“ไบบใฎไฟ่ญทใ‚’ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆฉŸใ‚’้€ƒใ•ใšใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใŒใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝใซไพตๆ”ปใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ€‚ ๅคšๆ–น้ขใงใฎๆˆฆๅฑ€ใฎๅ‹ƒ็™บใซๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใใ‚Œใšใ€่พ›ใ†ใ˜ใฆๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎๆˆฆ็ทšใ‚‚ๆŠผใ—่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใจใชใ‚Šใ€ไธญ็ซ‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้€ฃ้‚ฆๅ†…ใฎๅ„ๅ›ฝใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใซๅฏ่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ—ใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠๅ›ฝๅŠใณใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝ็ญ‰ๆ•ฐใ‚ซๅ›ฝใŒๅธๅ›ฝใซๅ‰ฒ่ญฒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸไธŠๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใจใชใ‚Šใ€้€ฃ้‚ฆไธปๅธญใƒใƒซใƒ‡ใƒ ใฏๅธๅ›ฝๅ†…ใซๆฐธไน… ใจใฎ้–“ใงๆญฃๅผใชๅธฐๅฑžใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆก็ด„ใŒ็ท ็ตใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅ…ˆใฎใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅŒๆง˜ใซใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใŒใใฎๅฑžๅ›ฝใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎ้•ทๆœŸๅŒ–ใƒปๆ‹กๅคงๅŒ–ใ‚’ๆ‡ธๅฟตใ—ใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ’Œ่งฃๆกˆใŒๅ‹งๅ‘Šใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใซๅพ“ใ„ๅŒๆ–นใจใ‚‚ใซ็Ÿ›ใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝขใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไปฅไธŠใ€ไธ€้€ฃใฎๆตใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใšใ‹1ใƒถๆœˆๅŠใปใฉใง็ต‚็ตใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคงๅผทๅ›ฝใฎ1ไฝใฎๅบงใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใŒๆถˆใˆใ€No2ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใŒๆŒใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ไปฃใ‚ใฃใฆ(ๅ›ฝๅœŸ้ข็ฉใ‹ใ‚‰) ใกใชใฟใซๅฑžๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็พๅœจใฎๅ›ฝ้š›ๆƒ…ๅ‹ขใ‚’่žใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆ—ฉใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†......?ใ€ ใจใ€้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€็œŸ็›ธใฏๅฎšใ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚
Levan hits Akelon in a straight line like an arrow. Akelon, who dropped his hips with a grumpy face, prepares for the attack. Akelon, who receives the poking and kicking of Levan, repeated in a row enough to sound like one loud sound, with his arms and tibia, but was pushed backwards a few metres, just without being able to offset its power. - Winning! Levan attempts to pursue Akelon further to his defense, but once breathes in, the attack so far has been apnea. But it wasn't Akelon who missed the gap. For a moment, against Levan, who stopped moving, he shrinks his distance and releases his full right straight from his left and right fists. In an instant, Akelon's fist passed by the side of Levan's face, where he flipped himself, and his skin burned properly with fist pressure. - That's "The Awesome Arm". Levan danced to the universe as he stepped in half a step. A big move where you add a rotation as you jump and slap your right heel against your opponent - whirlwind legs capture Akelon's face. Kickin '! It sounded like they hit each other with steel, not flesh, and the two left as they were played. Levan was holding his flank against Akelon, who immediately raised his hands and took a standing position. He was getting a knee on his knee after being prevented by an arm that crossed his whirlwind leg just before him. - Neither alarm nor liking. You're just a wild tiger. As he echoed the heat emitted from Akelon, the sensation of burning excitement also arose in Levan's body and boiling blood all over his body rushed around. The man in front of you is strong. It could be much stronger than I am, according to this. Then I want to bring out all its strength and defeat it on top of it. Keep that impulse, poke and move your body. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ On the stone stage of the sanctuary, two men were struggling with each other's power and moves, and with faith not to give up a single step. They run over the stone stage as if dancing without either side turning to offense or defense, switching offenses with each other. In conjunction with the occasional shouts of the mood released, the sound of intense fighting beating, kicking and throwing echoed around, shivering the pinched air. The Beastmen standing around the stone stage watched the intense struggle, blinking their eyes, ears, not a single cough (shuddering), and not knowing what kind of settlement was to be reached, with the thought of a uniform clogging of their breasts. "Dear Brother Levan,... I win, right...? Asmina shrugged smaller in a tone that made her tell herself rather than ask questions of me next door. I guess I'm showing Levan the way I've never followed my brother-in-law with blue eyes before. "... speed and skill are better with Levan, power and experience are better there." In the meantime, when I put my objective thoughts to my mouth, Asmina asked me overlapping with a frightening eye. "Are you saying that... is going to be a draw? "No -" In my hesitant chest, Akaho made a brief conclusion. "It's the kid's loss." I know you realize what my silence means, but Asmina is patiently waiting to continue. You're a strong daughter. So I, too, honestly decided to keep going. "... Five more years, no, I would have won for sure if I had three, but if I remained, I would be overwhelmed by the difference in strength and experience over time. - Anyway, we both know it's a fight, and Levan will probably unleash a regenerative move while he's physically fit, so it's pretty much up to him to decide what he's going to give back." Before that word ended, great progress was made in the battle on the stone stage. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Ha." Akelon's sharp temper echoed and the distance narrowed at once. A simultaneous two-step penetration, left and right, is imminent. It is a continuous attack with concentrating total body kinetic energy, with a lower back. The moment Levan got rid of that poke at the bottom of his palm, "Hmm." Akelon's kick of divine speed rolled out. But Levan flips his body sideways with his hair. towards the upper body whose posture was about to collapse, "Shh! Without being allowed to say whether or not, a fast attack by the right fist strikes. Levan received this with a cross over both wrists, while at the same time refining Akelon's right wrist, he made a spinning momentum and threw in such a way as to keep his right hand engaged. At that moment, Levan's body blows down directly beside him like he was bounced, and Akelon, who ate a half-throat, also rolls. Akelon rises gently in the absence of one injury. In contrast, a distressed voice and blood spilled from Levan's mouth as he fell. Akelon opened his mouth against Levan, who looked up bitterly. "Say inch to inch. Attacks that penetrate the interior from a close intermission - you use them too, but I have similar moves. It would be a tight time, but it would be a zero distance, but it wouldn't be a problem." That said, I've never shown that move before, including qualifying. It kept him warm in anticipation of this final, so Levan would have been stunningly backed up. I managed to get my breath in order, and I got up, Levan, but that foothold couldn't be lighter than flattery. It is because of the inch beating in an indefensible condition, and also because of damage to the gut. "And decide with the next blow.... if you admit to losing now, you don't have to die? ......... Reading the unrelenting determination in Levan's eyes to stand silently, Akelon decided that no more words were useless, no more to tarnish the pride of the warrior, and took the stand. "Let's go." A little noise was also happening beside the stone stage at this time. I notice Asmina about to jump out in front of Levan, and Scarlet Snow rushes to strangle her wings and pull her back. "Hey! It would be against the rules if we entered the arena now! "Get off me! My brother-in-law Levan is dead! While much smaller and thinner in stature, Asmina can't shake off the overwhelming scarlet snow in all statuses, rambling and crying like a waster. "We're in the middle of a battle! Even though Levan is still willing, don't believe me. What are you gonna do! What stands in the way now is betrayal of Levan?!" "Betrayal or loss! If only my brother-in-law was alive!!" The voice was also heard by Levan. Second, his own mind, which was shriveling forward in the footsteps of the impending overwhelming death, lightened inadvertently. - Speaking of which, this happened a while ago. To the cry of my sister-in-law and the voice of scarlet snow that forgives her, I remember the other day the match that took place in the presence of the Master, the Beast King. - Totally. I don't have any growth either. That makes me laugh when I say this is the time. My heart was clear as if the fog had cleared. To that serene expression, Akelon frowned for a moment with a strange face, but at the same time went into Levan's time without cutting the focus. "Ha! The whole body was condensed and the palm of his right hand protruded. There is no way Levan could have done this with serious damage to his gut, and even if he did, he was confident that it would lead to the next attack. But the moment Akelon's palm touched Levan's chest, it happened. Akelon's attack cut the sky, along with a soft response as if he had pushed it even in the air. Levan flipped counterclockwise, but like a feather flying in the wind, it was just a natural move to say that Akelon pushed him around. From there, the mid-section poke stretches, as is normal. Most fundamentally, the first moves taught to a teacher. There was no stray or waste there. Just like that time I let it go to Scarlet Snow that day. Tong, was a determined thrust as if he had tapped lightly, but a vast wave of shock broke out of the place, and his own spiritual moves countered and added, and Akelon was blown away for dozens of meters, falling from the stone stage. Akelon trying desperately to get up, but it is clear that the bones in his body were damaged by the current shock. He may also have a broken bone stung in his gut. Towards such an Acheron, Levan bowed his head. "Thank you for your guidance, chief Akelon. Thanks to you, I was able to carve important things into this body again." To the words, Akelon, who rounded his eyes for a moment, followed by a delightful eruption. "Do you want to win and thank me? It's a big deal. No matter what I win, I'm just going to be on top of it. ... my loss at all." The next moment, the cheer and applause of all the rips boiled down to that voice that resonated throughout the venue. "My brother-in-law!!" Asmina, who is impressed, runs over to Levan in tears. Beneath the stone stage, Scarlet Snow, who should have been completely restrained, waved at the mercy of power, was stunned by the unlikely situation of "eh?! how??". Having thus been officially recognised as the 'Successor of the Beast King', Levan, after the Games, assembled the chiefs of each tribe to appeal for the exit of the Kingdom of Cress from the Union and the formation of a formal alliance with the Crimson Empire of Crimson. In the meantime, suspicion of conspiracy against the Kingdom of Cres led to military dispatch in the name of repression, from the federal government (or the countries concerned, mainly the Kensruna State), to the explosion of grievances among the Beastmen, a situation in which the country was almost bisected between the Cres and Kensruna nationalities. Initially, the individual fighting power was seen as unfavourable for fighting on a national basis anyway, but under the flag, Levan, the young chief of the Lion Nation, warriors from leading tribes, including the Tigers, ended, and the Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, which was responsible for indirect support and protection of civilians, such as supplies, fought more than one another with the Kensruna Nation, which was overwhelmed in terms of personnel and quantity, and the front seemed temporarily stiff. But without missing this opportunity, the Gravior Empire, backed by the Eon Holy Kingdoms, has begun its invasion of Kensruna. The failure to cope with the outbreak of a multifaceted battlefield will also take the form of a push-back front with the hard-supported Kingdom of Cres, where countries within the Union that were defending their neutrality will also fall back on the side of the Kingdom of Cres, etc., eventually ceding several countries to the Empire, such as the Kensruna State and the Grand Duchy of Youth, which will virtually collapse the Cres-Kensruna Union, and the Federation President, Bardem, will permanently reside within the Empire. It was thought that the lid of total war would be cut and dropped between the Empire and the remaining Cres kingdoms of the Federation (again, the Cres Free Allies), but the signing of a treaty between the Cres Free Allies and the Crimson Empire on formal attribution, and the fact that Cres, like Amitia earlier, had become its subordinate country, led to a proposal for reconciliation being recommended by the Grawior side concerned about the prolongation and expansion of the war, in accordance with which it would be a form of contradiction between both sides. Above all, the series of streams ended in just about a month and a half, which led to the disappearance of the Confederation of Cres-Kensruna from the first seat of the three great powers of the continent, and the lifting of the Grawior Empire, which was No. , and its transformation into a diagram called the Two Great Empires + Eon Holy Kingdoms, in which instead the Crimson Empire (from the national area) fits into its seat. Scarlet Snow, the lord of Imperial Crimson, the crimson empire, was asked by King Collard of the Republic of Amitia, by the way, about the current international situation. "- Faster. How did this happen...? And it is also said that he held his head, but the truth is uncertain.
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ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใฟใฆใ‚‚่ฒดๆ–นๆ‚ชไบบใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ—ใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๆ–นใจ้–“่ฟ‘ใงใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใชใฎใง่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใƒšใƒƒใƒˆใ‚„ไบบๅฝขใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใจใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใ‹ใŸใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๅฎŸใ‚‚่“‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ‰›ๆฏ…ใช็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงๆœ€ๅˆใฎ1~2ๆ—ฅใฏๆ„่ญ˜ใŒๆœฆๆœงใจใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉ่จ˜ๆ†ถใซใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€3ๆ—ฅ็›ฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใฏใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใƒžใ‚ทใซใชใ‚Šใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใช่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใใกใ‚‡ใๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใจใ€ใฝใคใฝใค่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ 4ๆ—ฅ็›ฎใจใชใ‚‹ใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใๅˆ†ใซใฏๅ•้กŒใชใ้Žใ”ใ›ใŸใฎใงใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ผใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ ใซๆฅใŸ็†็”ฑใ€‚ 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้‰„ๆฟใฎ้š…ใงใ˜ใ‚…ใ†ใ˜ใ‚…ใ†ใจ่‚‰ๆฑใ‚’ๆปดใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹็‰›่‚‰(ใกใชใฟใซ้ฃŸ็”จใฎ่‚‰็‰›ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็‰›่‚‰ใฏๅƒใ‘ใชใใชใฃใŸ่€็‰›ใ‹ไนณ็‰›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€่‚‰ใฎใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€่ฑš>็พŠ>็‰›ใจใชใ‚‹)ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณไบŒไบบใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็จ‹ใ‚ˆใ็„ผใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็›ฎใฎๅคงใใชๆ —่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ๅ†ๅบฆ่‚‰ใ‚’ใฒใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅ ดๆœซใฎ็„ผ่‚‰ๅฑ‹ใซใพใฃใŸใใใใ‚ใชใ„้ป’ใ„ใƒ•ใƒชใƒซใจใƒชใƒœใƒณใง้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸใ€้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใฎใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„็พŽ่ฒŒใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒใ€็›ฎใซใ‚‚็•™ใพใ‚‰ใฌ้€Ÿใ•ใงๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ซใ‚ญใƒณ!! ้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใŒ็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใจใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅผพใ„ใฆใ€็„ผ่‚‰ใฎไธญๅคฎใซ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซๅผ•ใใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹้ป’้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใŒใ€ใ™ใ‹ใ•ใšไธกๆ‰‹ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใจใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹็ฃไบบๆ—ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“ใ€่† ็€็Šถๆ…‹ใซ้™ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒ่‚ฒใฆใฆใ„ใŸ่‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่‚ฒใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ€ๆณจๆ–‡ใ—ใŸใฎใฏ็งใฎใปใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’้ฃŸในใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไป–ใซใ‚‚้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏไธ€ๆฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ“ใฃใกใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›ใฃใฆใŠ่‚‰ใ‚’้ฃŸในใ™ใŽใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็งใŒใ€Ž่‚‰่‚‰้‡Ž่œ่‚‰้‡Ž่œใ€ใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚นใง้ฃŸในใฆใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใใฃใกใฏใ€Ž่‚‰่‚‰้‡Ž่œ่‚‰่‚‰่‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็งใฎๅˆ†ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚้‡Ž่œ้ฃŸในใชใ„ใจไฝ“ใซๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎใพใพ็ถฑๅผ•ใ็Šถๆ…‹ใŒ็ถšใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซ6:4ใฎๅ‰ฒๅˆใง็ฃไบบๆ—ใ€้ป’้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๅฆฅๅ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ฃŸๅพŒใฎใŠ่Œถใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ป’้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณโ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใŒใชใซใ’ใชใ„้ขจใซๅฐ‹ใญใŸใ€‚ใ€Œใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฎฎๆฎฟใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฃใ€ๅคงใใ้ ทใ็…ๅญๆ—ใฎๅทซๅฅณใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅ‹˜ใจๅ ใ„ใงใฏใ€ ใƒ“ใ‚ทใƒƒใจ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎไธญๅฟƒโ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ผใƒณใ‚ฟใƒ ๅฎฎๆฎฟใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใไป–ใฎๅฅณใฎๅฝฑใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่กŒใฃใฆ็ขบไฟใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใฃใ€ ใ†~~ใ‚€ใ€ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚ŠใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใซไฟก้ ผๆ€งใ‚’ๆใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ใจ่‹ฅๅนฒไธไฟกๆ„Ÿใฎๆททใ˜ใฃใŸ็›ฎใง่ฌŽใฎ้›ปๆณขใ‚’ๅ—ไฟกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆœฌไบบใฏใ„ใพใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎดใ‚Š่พผใฟใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—120%ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ไป–ๅ›ฝใฎๅฎฎๆฎฟใ‹ใใ€‚ใพใŸ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€็ท‹้›ชใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
It was Levan's sentiment about Oriana that you were such a stranger's princess. Well, I don't deserve much surprise because there is a bi-perfection around me who likes his brother-in-law (oh dear) too much and is crazy sister-in-law (or whatever), or an insane chunk of princess like common sense itself is bypassing, or what a word 'weirdo' has left behind... or maybe it's still a range of common sense people. - Happiness or unhappiness, his hedge of common sense and insanity, thinking that way, was Levan, who didn't realize it was getting so low. According to her story, I had fallen on that rainy day around the palace's detached palace, the courtyard, right here in the heart of Argentina, the imperial capital of the Grawior Empire. Empress Oriana, who wanted to pass there by chance - everything, "I like the smell of green just before it rained or just after" - came to hear the song of Son Lion's Singh to see how she was doing, and discovered herself falling in the midst of a bloodstain. "I thought you were a stray cat, but you picked up a very hairy cat." And, she was putting it in her mouth lightly, but I think it's normal to call the guards at that point, but somehow she worked with the samurai earlier to bring them secretly into this out-of-home room where she lives for treatment. I asked why. "Because, no matter what, you're not a bad guy, and I was interested in talking to the Beast clan up close for the first time. Besides, I was just wondering why you have such adorable pets and dolls." Rigid answers returned that there was no fruit or lid. That's why my consciousness was hazy for the first day or two and I can barely remember, but on day or so, it got a lot better, I made a brief introduction, and then I was talking to her about the bump that just came to see how things were going. On day , I had no problems opening my mouth, so why did I come to Argentina? The existence of a transfer device discovered in the Free Alliance of Cres and free trade negotiations with countries using it. To prepare for this, he told us about a secret pre-negotiation visit from Imperial Chancellor Warren, where the assassins attacked him and killed all his associates, and that he had evacuated himself to the scene, perhaps with some sort of magic that Scarlet Snow had done. Empress Oriana said in the surprise of hearing it - in the first place, that neither the transfer device nor the negotiations with the Free Alliance of Cres had themselves been played more than ever - that she had left the room that day, thinking with a difficult face. And today, the fifth day, I've managed to recover enough strength to wake up my body. I was sitting beside the bed listening to funny episodes of my sister-in-law (or whatever) talking about her insanity - the samurai standing next to her had decided it was a complete horror story and spit on her brow - she, but just separated, fu, true face. "As for that night, I made a confirmation, but there was no intelligence movement. It could be a raid in the hands of Warren or an outside collaborator." "That's... rude speculation, isn't it? The samurai frowned, but Empress Oriana nodded with a face that complimented the well-made student. "There is certainly no physical evidence. But there was a raid that night in the first place, not to mention the fact that the envoys of the Free Alliance of Cres had never come or had any victims. I don't know if Cress asked me, but I'm guessing Warren, the prime minister, is the only one who can do that." ......... Knowing that his murdered companions had been buried in the darkness, he opened his mouth as if he had remembered "speaking of which," taking into account the heart of Levan, who had a dark face, or the Empress Oriana, who had been silent for a while. "I have never met you, but is it true that His Majesty Hiyuki of Imperial Crimson, the Crimson of the Crimson Empire, is a good man of the Dungeons? Lift 'Chibi Scarlet Snow' on Levan's pillow as I say it. "- Yeah... yeah. He's a much more mysterious beauty, much like that doll." "Really? I want to see you once. ... although it would not be possible in the current domestic context" Levan twisted her neck to her words, which included grief. "What's that? "... well, to be honest, the forces of the Empire are currently divided into two parts." With a sighing voice, Empress Oriana looked again into Levan's eyes. "Are you the Prime Minister and the Resistance?" Levan put it out of her mouth imagining, I guess, from the way the story went, but Empress Oriana shook her head. "It must be the resistance, but to be precise, it's the emperor with the flag head as his father." "? The emperor himself opposes the prime minister, and that divides the country? Princess Oriana laughs bitterly at the natural doubt, to put it naturally. "You're right to be ashamed. In the first place, my father, who is now God, was made emperor years ago, because the former emperor was defeated when he was years old, but at that time he was young, so my great-uncle... from my point of view, the person who hit my great-grandfather's brother became Regent..." Keep looking up here and throwing up. "This is another irresistible stupidity, because instead of privatizing the country and rotting the stalls that were just about to tilt it, quoting, asking the Holy King's kingdom to shoulder a great deal of debt, wasting war and persecuting the Beast Nation, and on top of that, my father would continue to regularize after adulthood and die at the age of 98 three years ago - typically for the sake of his hateful offspring - he would continue to sit on the seat of the supreme power" I see, Levan, convinced that there was such a drool behind the expansionary policies of the Grawior Empire. And I thought, this princess, don't spit out the poison without seeing it. "That said, the breathtaking people of the Regent, who had held the country's centre for 17 years, have already had a great deal of influence on politics, officials and the military. Essentially, their stance is to enquire about the mood of the Eon Holy Kingdom and soak it in lukewarm water. It is the emperor's unanimous view that reforms are needed to remove such injustice and corruption..." "A prime minister forming a stream of former regents is an obstacle to that," he said. On Levan's gavel, Empress Oriana gives a subtle expression. "I'm sure it's the biggest obstacle, but I also hear that Warren originally had nothing to do with Regent, on the contrary, he was the right arm of his father promoting reform" Levan confused by unexpected stories. "That's why again, on the flag of the old Regents? "... in the end, you must have been limited. He said that reform cannot be broken down under God now that he is the Father. He said it would be more effective with the help of the old Regents and the Holy Kingdom of Aeon in order to push for reform by more realistic force. At present, everyone has pledged allegiance to the Emperor, but in fact most of the politicians and officials are under the control of Warren. Hardly a third of the army is following the emperor." Then I looked into Levan's eyes with a feverish eye. "There is no time, we must break this equilibrium at all costs. Even with external help." I know what you're trying to say. In the end, it would be the same thing we did in federal times. But there's also a problem. "The story of the Empress is very interesting. However, we are only able to help the Sovereign Nation and the Crimson Imperial Empire. When it comes to marching from your home country, it means giving this country away. Can you do that? As soon as possible, Empress Oriana clouds her expression. "... is not exactly a drinkable condition" "Well, unfortunately, there's nothing I can say." She bites her lips into Levan's words and becomes silent. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Two girls were scattered with sparks in a BBQ shop close to the lower town of Argentum, capital of the Grawior Empire. Beef that drips carpet and gravy in the corners of an iron plate (by the way, there is no such thing as edible beef cows, so the basic beef is an old cow or dairy cow that can no longer work. For this reason, the rank of the meat is pig > sheep > cow) and the gaze of the two girls is concentrated. Where it was cooked well, a girl with big chestnut hair with beastly eyes tried to turn the meat upside down again, and this one's right hand of a girl with long dark hair extraordinarily beautiful, dressed in a black frill and ribbon adorned by a barbecue shop at the end of the day, moved at a speed that didn't go unnoticed. Kakin!! A fork held backwards played a fork and a knife in the hands of the Beast tribe girl, poking it into the center of the BBQ. A brunette girl who tries to pull it on hand as it is, but still holds it down with a fork and a knife with both hands. Stay put for a few seconds and fall into adhesive condition. "Master Hyuki, is this the meat I was growing? "Nothing to grow, I'm the one who ordered it? "You don't have to eat this, do you have a cup of something else to eat? "That's our dialogue. From what I've seen, you eat too much meat. [M] You think this is for me because I'm eating at the pace of Meat, Meat, Vegetables, Meat, Meat, Meat. It's bad for you if you don't eat vegetables." The contour continued as it was, but eventually the Beast tribe, the brunette girl compromised in a 6: 4 ratio. "By the way," she asked the brunette girl, drinking tea after meals - a wind full of scarlet snow. "Is Levan really in the palace? "Definitely." Asmina, a lion witch who snorts loudly. "My understanding and fortune tells me that my brother-in-law is in the heart of this city! The center of this city, visible through a bissi window - points to the Argentum Palace. "And then my antenna captures the shadow of another woman approaching my brother-in-law! Let's go and secure it, Master Hiyuki." Uh-huh, the neighborhood is subtly compromising reliability. and sees Asmina receiving a mysterious wave with a slightly distrustful eye, but the person is now 120% willing to punch in. - A palace in another country. I've specified the annoying smell again. It was scarlet snow thinking about what had happened.
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ใ€Œใใใฃใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šฌใฃใ“ใ‚ใŒใฃ!ใ€ ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸๅˆƒใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฐใฎไฝ“ใ‚’ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„ๆฏ›็šฎใซ้˜ปใพใ‚Œใ€ใพใŸใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใฎ็›ดๅ‰ใซใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใšใพใŸ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ฌใ‚ฆใƒƒ!!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹้€†ใซไฝ“ๅ‹ขใŒๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซๅฑ…ใŸใ‚‚ใŒ็•™ๅฎˆใซใชใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ่ถณ้ฆ–ใซๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃโ€•โ€•!?ใ€ ๅนธใ„ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„ใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใฎใŠ้™ฐใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹็‰™ใŒ้€šใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ‚ทใ‚’่ฒ ใ‚ใšใซๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅ™›ใฟไป˜ใ„ใŸใพใพใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆปใ‚Šใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆใƒ–ใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’้ฃŸใ„็ ดใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใถใ‚“ใถใ‚“่ถณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ”พใ™ๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ......ใใ“ใงใฏใฃใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€็„ฆใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’้€†ๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’็ชใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅŒนใŒไปŠๅบฆใฏ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใชๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆ่ทณ่บใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใฃ!?!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใธใฃใดใ‚Š่…ฐใงใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’็›พใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใใฎ็‰™ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธๅฎ‰ๅฎšใชไฝ“ๅ‹ขใฎใพใพๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฏใซๅœงใ—ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œ่ปขใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใฒใ‚ฃ!!ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚Œใฐใ‚‚ใ†ๅฌฒใ‚Šๆฎบใ—ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฏใŒ็œŸใฃ่ตคใชๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸโ€•โ€•ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎไฝ“ใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ€ใŠใฉใŠใฉใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณ?!ใ€ ๅ“€ใ‚Œใช้ณดใๅฃฐใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ไธธใ‚ใฆใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€็›ฎๆ•ฃใซ้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒปใƒปใƒปใŸใ€ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒป?ใ€ ไปฐๅ‘ใ‘ใซใชใฃใŸใพใพๅ‘†็„ถใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎไฝ“ใฎไธŠใ‚’ใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ๅทจๅคงใชๅฝฑใŒ่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ ็›ฎใซใฟใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒฝใฎ็ซœ้จŽๅ…ตใŒ้ง†ใ‚‹ ใใฎ้ป„้‡‘่‰ฒใฎ็žณใŒใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆ•ใ‚‰ใˆใ€็ทๆฏ›็ซ‹ใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏ็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใ‚Šใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฒใ€ใฒใƒใƒใƒ!!ใ€ ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆจใฆใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ด่™ซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใใฎๅ ดใซไธธใใชใฃใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใใฎไธ€็žฌใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ๅพ…ใฆใฉๆšฎใ‚‰ใ›ใฉไฝ•ใ‚‚่ตทใ“ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซใ‚‚ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใใ‚ใใ‚ใจไบ€ใŒๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ ใ‘ไผธใฐใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง้Š€ใฎ้ˆดใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ? ใพใ•ใ‹ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ๅค‰ใชๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅฐ‘ๅนดโ€•โ€•ไปŠๅนด15ๆญณใซใชใ‚‹ๆ–ฐ็ฑณๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่จณใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„่ณชๅ•ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๆœˆใฎๅฅณ็ฅžๆง˜ใ ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใผใ‚ŒใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใใ“ใซใฏไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„็ถบ้บ—ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„่‚Œใฏๆœˆๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ—ใฆๅก—ใ‚Šๅ›บใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ทใƒŸไธ€ใคใชใใ€่…ฐใ‚ˆใ‚Š้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใฏๅคœใฎ้—‡ใจๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‰ถใ‚„ใ‹ใงใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใชๅ…‰ๆฒขใ‚’ๆ”พใค่ตคใ„็žณใฏๅ…จใฆใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฅž็ง˜็š„ใงใ€ๅฐๆŒฏใ‚Šใช้ก”ใฎ้€ ไฝœใจใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅนดใซไธ€ๅบฆ็ฅญใ‚Šใงๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ก—ไธ€็•ชใฎ็พŽๅฅณใŒใ‚ซใƒœใƒใƒฃใ‹ ใŠไผฝๅ™บใง่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Ž็ตถไธ–ใฎใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๅ‚พๅ›ฝใฎใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†่กจ็พใงใ—ใ‹่กจใ›ใชใ„ๆฏใฎๅ‘‘ใ‚€ใปใฉใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ†็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ“ใใฐใ‚†ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใญใˆใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ€็…งใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใง้ ฌใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’็ดฐใ„ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๆŽปใๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎไป•่‰ใซใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็”Ÿ่บซใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ใฏใฃใจๆญฃๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใฆใ€ใฎใ‚ใฎใ‚ใจๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฝใกใฆใ„ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใฆ้ž˜ใซๅŽใ‚ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ‘ใƒณใจ่ปฝใไฝ“ใซใคใ„ใŸๅœŸใ‚„็ ‚ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใฃใฆใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใๅ†ท้™ใซๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅนดใฏ10~12ๆญณใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅ€คๆฎตใฎๆƒณๅƒใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ไธŠ็ญ‰ใชใ€่†ไธ‹ใพใงใฎ้ป’ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใงใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใ“ใ‚ใพใ‚‹ใง็”ŸใใŸ่Šฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช่ตคใ„่–”่–‡ใฎใ‚ณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใ“ใฎๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฏ็ฅž็ง˜็š„ใชใ“ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใƒ”ใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใงใ€ใƒ˜ใ‚ขใƒใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚„็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„ใ‚ฝใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ€้ป’ใฎใƒญใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซใ‚‚่–”่–‡ใฎ้ฃพใ‚ŠใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใ“ใ‚ใงๅ…‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ฃพใ‚Šใฏใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚น็Ž‰ใงใฏใชใใ€ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๅฎ็Ÿณใฎ้กžใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„ใƒ•ใƒชใƒซใ‚’ใตใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใซใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆ—ฅๅ‚˜ใจใ„ใ„ใ€ๅˆฐๅบ•ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ๆทฑ็ช“ใฎๅงซๅ›ใจใ„ใ†้ขจๆƒ…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ ด้•ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€่จ€ใง่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ„ใพใฏๅ…ˆใซ็ขบ่ชใ™ในใใ“ใจใŒๅˆฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚ใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใฃใ้ป„้‡‘่‰ฒใฎ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใœใ‹ไธ€็žฌ็›ฎใ‚’ๆณณใŒใ›ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธ€็žฌใง้ฃ›ใณๅŽปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‡„ใ‹ใฃใŸใญใƒผใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ€ใดใ‚…ใƒผใฃใจใญใ€ใจไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„็ฉบใฎๅฝผๆ–นใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ...ใใ†ใ‹...ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ๅคงใใๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎๅๆฏใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’ใ€ใชใœใ‹่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ๅๅฟœใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ—AIใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹...ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใชใซใ‹ใซ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง้ ทใใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€Žๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบใ€ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ‚ซใƒใƒณใจใใฆใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใจใใ‘ใฉไฟบใฏใƒ—ใƒญใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ“ใ„ใ‚‰ใฎไธ€่ˆฌไบบใจๅŒใ˜ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใฟใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธ€่ปขใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใฆๅฐ‘ๅนดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใˆใƒผใฃใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…! ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚’็”Ÿใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ„Ÿๆฟ€ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใŒใ‘ใชใ„้ฃŸใ„ใคใใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใซใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ่ƒธใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰่จผใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใŒ่จผๆ‹ ใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰่จผใ ใ€ ไฝ•ใงๅ‡บๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€่–„ใ„้‡‘ๅฑžใฎๆฟใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚„ๆ‰€ๅฑžใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใชใฉใ‚’ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏ้ฃŸใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใƒปใ‚ขใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ใ€‚15ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใ—ใผใ†ใ‘ใ‚“ใ—ใ‚ƒ...ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๆ‰€ๅฑžใ€ใญใ€‚ Fใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚“ใ—......ๆ‹ณๅฃซใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆๅ‰ฃๅฃซใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ๅ‰ฃๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ ใปใ†ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฐใคใ‚Šใ‚Œใใชใ—ใ€‚ใฒใ‚‰ใŒใชใจใ‚ซใ‚ฟใ‚ซใƒŠใ ใ‘ใ ใจ่ชญใฟใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใชใโ€•โ€•ๆผขๅญ—ใฃใฆไฝฟใฃใฆใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒณใ‚ธใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปๅฆ™ใชๅ…ทๅˆใซใƒใƒฃใƒณใƒใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใชใœใ‹้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใงใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญ้•ท่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€‚ใŠไป•ไบ‹ไธญใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใ—ใกใ‚ƒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚ใใ‚ใŠๆš‡ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใบใ“ใ‚Šใจ่ปฝใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใ‚ˆใฃใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“่ก—ใ ใ‘ใฉ? ใ•ใฃใไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰...ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ ็›ฎใซใ‚ใฃใกใซ่ก—ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‚“ใงๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงๆ—ฅๅ‚˜ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉๅธ‚ใฎๆ–น่ง’ใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใคใ„ใงใซๆ—ฅๅ‚˜ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆๅทฎใ™ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใชๆง˜ๅญใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅญไพ›ใฎ่„šใงใฏๆ—ฅๆšฎใ‚Œใพใงใซ็€ใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ๆ–นใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช็พŽ่ฒŒใง้ซ˜ไพกใช่บซใชใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ไธ€ไบบใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅฑฑ่ณŠใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใฉใ“ใซใงใ‚‚ ใใ‚“ใช้€ฃไธญใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ€่ฅฒใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใพใ ไพ้ ผใ‚’้”ๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏไธ€็žฌๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆๆฑบๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใŒ่ก—ใพใง้€ใฃใฆใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ่จ€ใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใƒ”ใƒณใจใ“ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚
"Damn, you dog! A blade wielded by force captured Wardog's body slightly, but was inhibited by thick fur and squeezed just before impact, so it did little damage and was distanced again. "- Gaw!!" On the contrary, the other one, who was behind me, bit me in the ankle of the boy who was away, aiming at the moment of his disfigurement. "Wow -!?" Fortunately, thanks to the thick boots, I managed not to get my fangs through and didn't have to scratch them, but the opponent is trying to eat through the boots by adding more twists with the bite. Probably no way to shake my leg or let it go...... so I noticed all the time, in a hurry, the moment I grabbed my sword backwards and tried to stick my sword tip in its back, the other one earlier jumped for the defenseless boy's neck this time. "Wow - what!?!" Unexpectedly with his hips, he reflexively attempts to shield his sword to receive its fangs, but he is pushed into momentum while remaining in an unstable position, further pressed and falling by Wardock. "... hii!!" If this happens, it's just a slaughter already, and the two Wardocks opened their bright red mouths - the moment, as soon as they somehow left the boy's body as it was played at the same time and looked around most of them, they looked up at the sky. "-Can?! With a pitiful squeal, he rounded his tail and escaped from the spot at a glance. "... did you help...? A huge shadow covered the next moment over the boy's body, whimpering as he lay on his back. It's not just a flying dragon (Wyburn) driven by the dragon cavalry of the capital that you've seen in the distance, it's a golden giant with limbs - that's the king of warcraft that makes every flying dragon (Wyburn) a drink. His golden eyes grabbed the boy, and the total furry boy glanced at him, and now it was time to completely slip out of his hips, "-Hi, hi, no!!" He threw away the sword in his hand and circled on the spot holding his head like a dango worm. - At that moment, I also think I saw something like a shadow on the back of the True Dragon Enchanted Dragon, but it would be too much illusion of fear. But nothing happened as long as I lived, and it doesn't seem like there's a change in the surrounding sights. Did you help me a little...? A clear girl's voice rang as if it were a silver bell on the boy's back when he thought it was time and the turtle started stretching only his neck to see how it was going. "Hey, you, NPC? You're not a player, are you? โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ She's a weird girl. That was the boy - the sentiment of Joey, the new American adventurer who turns this year. When I looked back at the inexplicable question, "... the goddess of the moon." There was an incredibly beautiful girl standing there, so much so that she accidentally spilled out of her mouth. The bright white skin is spotless as the moonlight has been melted and applied and hardened, the dark hair longer than the waist is lustrous as scattered with darkness and stars at night, the red eyes that emit a strange glow are mysterious to see through everything, and when making a small face, the best beauty in the city that can be decided once a year at the festival seems like pumpkins or kamako. It was a breathtaking beauty that can only be represented by expressions such as "extinct" and "inclined country" that can be made heard in the Oga. "- Well, when you're praised directly from the front, there's something a little awkward." Joey, who finally recognized that it was the biological person in front of him to narrow his eyes and scratch the area of his cheeks with thin fingertips in a lit manner, rose from the ground cursorily, picking up the sword that had fallen and putting it in the sheath, paying the bread and the soil and sand lightly on his body, this time turned calmly to the girl. Feels like I saw it. It would be about - years old. What you're wearing is superior to the price you can't imagine, a black dress down to your knees with a stunning red rose costume by the way as if it were a living flower. In fact, this combination was perfect for this mysterious girl, who also had rose embellishments on her hair band, bright white socks and black loafers. The ornaments glowing by the dress are not glass balls, but gemstones, no matter how you look at them. It is called an umbrella with plenty of bright white frills in my hand, and it is the feeling of a princess in a deep window who I don't think is in such a place after all. Out of place. This would be the only way to put it in a nutshell. I have a lot to say, but there is nothing more to be confirmed now than that. "Hey, didn't the golden True Dragon" Enchanted Dragon just fly?! The girl who somehow let the words swim her eyes for a moment, "- Oh, that one. Looks like he flew away in a flash, but it was amazing." I pointed to the other side of the sky where there was nothing. "... well... thank goodness..." The girl stares at Joey, who leaks a loud and relieved exhale, with a face of intrigue for some reason. "Hmm, you seem to react no differently than a normal person. I thought it was AI or something..." I nodded with a face that convinced me of something. Meanwhile, Joey, who was treated as a 'normal person', was somewhat of a dick, "I'm telling you, I'm a professional adventurer. Don't think like the ordinary people there." That's what I said and let him stretch his chest. Then the girl, who turned and circled her eyes, glanced at the boy like a child. "Heehee, adventurer! I'm thrilled to see a real adventurer alive." To the unexpected goodness of eating, Joey, concerned, took his guild card out of his chest pocket and showed it. "I guess so. This is the guild card for the Evidence Adventurer Alliance." I don't know what it's made of, but the girl sees Joey's name, affiliation, level, etc. written on a thin sheet of metal. "Joey Alland. 5 Sai. Ara Squishy... Oh, belonging to the Ara City Adventurers Guild, right? F-rank. Ken... you're a swordsman, not a fist, you have a sword. Horseradish. It's hard to read that Hiragana and Katakana are the only ones - you don't use kanji? "What the fuck is Kanji? "... it's a strange world to be championing." For some reason I was sighed with a difficult face. "- Fair enough. Oh, I'm sorry. Have a long story. I'm sorry to disturb you while you're at work, but it's time to spare time." Joey hastily stopped the girl trying to turn her heels back with her head slightly lowered with dust. "Hey, wait a minute. Where are you going now? "Of course it's a city? From the top... oh, no, I saw the city over there in the distance, so I'm just gonna head over there." Joey held his head in the way of the girl who, naturally, pointed the tip of her umbrella in the direction of the city of Ara and then spread her umbrella. If you walk away from here, on the kids' legs, you should get there by sundown. No, there's no way a girl of such beauty and expensive stature can get there on foot alone in the first place. There won't be any bandits, but there are broken doors and criminals everywhere. If you look at them, the girl in front of you is like walking down a sign saying, "Attack me, kidnap me." Joey, who had not yet accomplished the request, worried for a moment, but made the decision by shaking off his hesitation. "... oh, that's enough. I'll give you a ride to the city! The girl tilted her little neck adorably because the meaning of the words she said was not pinned.
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ใใฎๆ—ฅใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใ‹ใ‚‰(็‰ฉ็†็š„ใซใ‚‚็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซใ‚‚)้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅˆฅ้คจใงๅŸทๅ‹™ใ‚’ๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝๅฎฐ็›ธใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏใ€ใตใจๆ…Œใ—ใๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’่กŒใไบคใ†ไฝฟ็”จไบบใŸใกใฎ่ถณ้Ÿณใจใ€ๅฑ‹ๆ•ทๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใๆฐ—ใœใ‚ใ—ใ’ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซใ€็ฅž็ตŒ่ณชใใ†ใช็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅŸทๅ‹™ไธญใฏไฝ™ไบบใŒๅ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงๅธธใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใŸใพใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆๅŸทๅ‹™ๆœบใฎ้š…ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‘ผใณ้ˆด(้ญ”้“ๅ…ทใง้šฃๅฎคใซๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ง˜ๆ›ธใฎๅ‘ผใณ้ˆดใจ้€ฃๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅณๅบงใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸ็ง˜ๆ›ธๅฎ˜ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏๅ”ธใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ไบ‹ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎ้จ’ใŽใฏ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใใฎ......้–ฃไธ‹ใซ้€ขใ‚ใ›ใ‚ใจใ€ๅจ˜ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใฆ้–€ๅ‰ใงๆŠผใ—ๅ•็ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใซใใใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹็ง˜ๆ›ธใ‚’ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅฐ„ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใƒกใƒณใƒˆใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€็‰‡ๆ–นใฎๅจ˜ใฏ็ฃไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใง......ใ€ ใ€Ž็ฃไบบใ€ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅๅง‹ๆœซใ—ใŸใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎๅฏ†ไฝฟใฎใ“ใจใŒ่„ณ่ฃใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€้€ฃไธญใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใฎใฟใŒ็”Ÿๆญปไธๆ˜Žใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ไปปใ›ใŸ่‡ช็งฐใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใฎๆš—ๆฎบ่€…โ€•โ€•ๅฎŸๆ…‹ใฏ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎไบŒ้‡ใ‚นใƒ‘ใ‚คใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ็จใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹็”ทโ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ€ใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“็ฝตๅ€’ใ—ใฆ่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚็ถšใ‘ใฆๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏ่ทณใญไธŠใŒใ‚Š่€…ใฎ็ฃไบบใŒใ€้€ฃไธญใฎๅฎ‰ๅฆใ‚’็ขบ่ชใซๆŠผใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†......ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใฏไบŒไบบใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅจ˜ใ ใ‘ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ไธๅฏ่งฃใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏๅ˜ใซ่บซๅ†…ใ‚’ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸๅฎถๆ—ใฎ่€…ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่ฟฝใ„่ฟ”ใ›ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅญไพ›ใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ไป•ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚“ใฎใ‹ใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฎๅจ˜ใŒ่บซๆ”ฏๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ่ฒดไบบใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹่’ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ„ใ‹ใ€้–€็•ชใ‚‚่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ ใ€Ž่ฒดไบบใ€ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใชใœใ‹ใžใใ‚ŠใจๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ€ๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใŸๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใŒๆ€ฅใซๅคงใใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€่กจ้ขไธŠใฏๅนณ็„ถใจ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅๅ‰ใฏๅไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ๅฐ‹ใญใฆใ‚‚ใ€Ž็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใปใ†ใŒใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ็‚บใ€ใจ่จณใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌ็ญ”ใˆใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅไน—ใ‚‰ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใจ้ขไผšใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใชใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆ‰‹่’ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใŠๅผ•ๅ–ใ‚Š้ก˜ใˆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้€€ๅฎคใ™ใ‚‹็ง˜ๆ›ธๅฎ˜ใฎๅพŒๅงฟใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚‚ใงใใ‚“ใฎใ‹ใ€‚็„ก่ƒฝใ‚!ใ€ใจ็™บไฝœ็š„ใซๅซใณๅ‡บใ—ใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใใฅใใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใฏ่…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ›ฝใฎไธญๆžขใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ†ๅฎ˜ๅƒšโ€•โ€•ๅฝ“็„ถใ€่ฒดๆ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใงใ•ใˆใ“ใฎ็จ‹ๅบฆใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ่ก€่„ˆใ“ใใŒไบบ้–“ใฎ่ณ‡่ณชใฎใ™ในใฆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใๅ„ชใ‚ŒใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใจ้ฉ•ใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆญฉใ‚‚่ธใฟๅ‡บใ›ใšใซๅฑ…ใ‚‹่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆ”น้ฉใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใซใฏ็ถฟๅฏ†ใชไธ‹ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ›žใ—ใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€่…ใฃใŸๆ‚ฃ้ƒจใ‚’ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ‘˜ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใจๆ‰‹้–“้š™ใ‚’ๆ€ ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆฑบๆ„ใ‚’ๆ–ฐใŸใซใ€ๆฌกใฎๆ›ธ้กžใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸโ€•โ€•ๆ•ฐๅˆ†ๅพŒใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ้จ’ใŽใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅŸทๅ‹™ๅฎคใฎๆ‰‰ใŒๅปŠไธ‹ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝŸ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชโ€•โ€•ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‰ใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใ“ใ‚ŠใจๅฐๆŸ„ใชๅฝฑใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฅž็ตŒ่ณชใใ†ใชไธญๅนดใ€้ทฒ้ผปใ€็›ฎใคใๆ‚ชใ„ใ€ใ‚ขใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใƒ–ใƒญใƒณใƒ‰......ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใง้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใญใ€‚็ช็„ถใ ใ‘ใฉใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฎ็‰นๅพดใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆŠ˜ใ‚Šๆ•ฐใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ดๅพ—ใ„ใฃใŸ้ก”ใงๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅนด้ฝขใฏ12~13ๆญณใปใฉใ€‚่…ฐใพใงๅฑŠใ้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€็ท‹่‰ฒใฎ็žณใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅ‡ใˆใคใใปใฉใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ้ป’ใ‚’่ฒด้‡ใจใ—ใŸ่ฑชๅฅขใชใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช่ตค่–”่–‡ใฎใ‚ณใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ—ใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใฒใจ็›ฎ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏ้ฉšๆ„•ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฎโ€•โ€•!? 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โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏไป–ไบบไบ‹ใชใฎใงใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ€ใ†ใกใฎ่บซๅ†…ใ‚’ใ ใพใ—่จŽใกใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠ็คผใฏใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......็งใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹? ใŠๅ›ฝใจๅธๅ›ฝใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใฎไธ–็•Œๆˆฆไบ‰ใŒ่ตทใใพใ™ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใง่‡ชๅŠ›ใงใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅˆฅใซๆฎบใ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€็งใฏๅนณๅ’Œไธป็พฉ่€…ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚้ƒฝๅˆใฎใ„ใ„ๅนณๅ’Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจๅซŒใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ่‡ชๅ˜ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€็งใฏ2~3็™พ็™บๆฎดใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€ๅ›ใฏใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅฟœใˆใฆใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰็ฃไบบๆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๆฐ‘ๆ—่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸๅฅณใฎๅญใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆง˜ใฎๆ•ตใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—่ฃ‚ใใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ฃฝใ่ถณใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ...ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅ…ซใค่ฃ‚ใใซใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ๆ™ฉๅพก้ฃฏใฎ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใซไธ€ๅ“่ฟฝๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใง่ปฝใ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใค็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅฃŠใ—ใฆๆ™’ใ—่€…ใซใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฆๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใฃใ€ ใ€Œๆ™’ใ—ใฆๆ”พ็ฝฎใฃใฆ......ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅ…จ่ฃธใงๅคง้–€ใฎๅ‰ใซใงใ‚‚้€†ใ•ๅŠใ‚Šใซใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใจๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ๆฐธไน…่„ฑๆฏ›ใซใ—ใฆใ€่‚ก้–“ใซใ€Ž็Ÿญๅฐใ€ใฃใฆๅผตใ‚Š็ด™ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ใจไธ‹ๅŠ่บซใซโ—‹โ—‹ใงใ‚‚็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใ€็”ทใซ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐๅฎŒ็’งใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ๅŒๆƒ…ใ‚’็ฆใ˜ใˆใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€ใจใผใ‚„ใใคใคใ‚‚ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏใพใฃใŸใใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ€่ปฝใ„ใƒŽใƒชใง่ฉฑใ™ไบŒไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ—ใŸๆ‚ช้ญ”ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒฌใƒณใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใพใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ฏ‰ใไธŠใ’ใฆใใŸๅ…จใฆใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚ฌใƒฉใจ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅดฉใ‚ŒๅŽปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆๆˆฆๆ…„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ไธ€ไป•ไบ‹็ต‚ใˆใฆใ€ใพใฃใŸใ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใงใชใ„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅคง้–€ใ‚’่ƒŒใซๅฎฎๆฎฟใฎๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠโ€•โ€•ๅคง้–€ใฎ้จ’ใŽใ‚’่žใใคใ‘ใฆใ€็‰ฉ่ฆ‹้ซ˜ใ„้€ฃไธญใŒๅคงๆŒ™ใ—ใฆๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงไบบใฎๆตใ‚Œใจ้€†่กŒใ—ใฆๆญฉใใฎใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ชจโ€•โ€•ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฎ่กŒๆ–นใซใคใ„ใฆ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใŸ้€ฒๅฑ•ใŒใชใใฆใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๆ–นใงใชใซใ‹ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅฎŸ่ณช็ฉบๆŒฏใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ—โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ€ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซๅˆถ่ฃใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅŠๅˆ†ๅ…ซใคๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ ใญโ€•โ€•ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅ‹˜ใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใฆ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ่กŒใใฎใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝไบคใŒใชใ„ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€็พๅœจ็ด›ไบ‰ๅœฐๅธฏใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅŒๅฃซใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ฌๅผ่จชๅ•ใฏ้›ฃใ—ใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใฃใใ‚Šๅฟใณ่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ตถๅฏพใซ้˜ฒๅพก็ต็•ŒใŒๅผตใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿ็Ÿฅใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใฎ็Ž‹ๅฎฎใฟใŸใ„ใซ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใฎๆŠœใ‘็ฉดใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅฎฐ็›ธใŒ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ๆ‹ณใงใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎ้€”ไธญใง ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฎฎๆฎฟใซไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ้ผปๆฏ่’ใๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏใ€ๆˆฆไบ‰่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒ็ขบใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใฏใ‚Šใผใฆใฎ่ป้šŠใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒใชใ•ใ’ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็š‡ๅธไธ€ๆดพใฏไปŠๅ›žใฎไปถใซ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ€ใงใใ‚Œใฐๅ›ž้ฟใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ‡บๆฅใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‡ธๅฟตใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏๅคงใใ่ƒธใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝใซๆฅใŸใจใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎฎๆฎฟใธใฎๆฝœๅ…ฅใƒซใƒผใƒˆใฏใƒใƒชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๆŽขใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใ‚ณใ‚ธใƒงใซไผผใŸ้œŠ็ฃโ€•โ€•ใƒใƒชใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฎๅ…ƒใธใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚ใŸใจใˆ้€”ไธญใซใฉใ‚“ใช้šœๅฎณใŒใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚!ใ€ ่‡ชไฟกๆบ€ใ€…ใซ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใคใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‰ใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ทใƒใƒฅใ‚จใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’็ตŒ้จ“ใ—ใฆ้€†ใ•ๅŠใ‚ŠใจใชใฃใŸ่บซใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅคงใ„ใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡......ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็ด ไบบใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€ ใจใ€ไธๆ„ใซๆจชๅˆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณ้€€ใ„ใฆใ€ๅณๅบงใซ ใใฎๅฃฐใฎไธปโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹้œฒๅคฉๅ•†ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซใ€้€šใ‚Šใฎ้š…ใง็ดฐใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ้›‘่ฒจใ‚„ๅฎ‰็‰ฉใฎๆŒ‡่ผชใ€่ฃ…้ฃพๅ“ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ‚‚ใ€ใŠไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Š......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใถใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‹ใญ? ใชใ‚“ใซใ›ใ‚ˆๅฅ‡้‡ใงใ™ใญใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ่ฆชใ—ใ’ใชๅฝผใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ็พฉๅ…„ใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใจไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไพ‹ใฎใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŸใกใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใŒๅฝผใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃโ€•โ€•!?ใ€ ้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€็ดฐใ„็›ฎใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใƒผใ‚‚ใƒผใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅญใฏๅ•†ไบบใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ‰ฏๆฅญใซๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฏใƒใ‚คใƒˆใงใŠๅ…„ใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚้ก”ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‚ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‚…ใ†ใซใ€ ๆ‚ชใณใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฎไธ€ๆŒ™ไธ€ๅ‹•ใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใซใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใฆใฃใใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ†็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€็›ฎ็š„ใฏๅฎฐ็›ธใฎๅพฉ่ฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใฏ้€”ไธญใงไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ไนพใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ซใƒ„ใ‚ซใƒ„ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ~ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใงๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚็จผใ”ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆœฌๆฅญใฎๆ–นใงใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚ใฎใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ตใƒณใŒใฉใ†ใชใ‚ใ†ใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใฆ้ข็™ฝใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ......ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใฏใƒžใƒผใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚คใƒˆใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฎฐ็›ธใŒ้ป’ๅน•ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ„ใพใฏ็œŸใฎ้ป’ๅน•ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใซไปŠๅ›žใฏๅถ็„ถใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ~ใ€‚ใคใ„ใคใ„ๆ„›ใ—ใ„ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ“ใฃใใ‚Šไผบใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ ใ„ใกใ„ใกใƒชใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฝผใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ไธๅฟซใซๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ƒŒไธญ่ถŠใ—ใซ่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ้–“้ซชๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚ˆใŒใ—ใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’็žผใซๆŠผใ—ๅฝ“ใฆใ€Œใใชใ„ใชๆฎบ็”Ÿใช...ใ€ใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚ฝๆณฃใใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไบบใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ—ใ‹ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅ†ทใ‚ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒณใซใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Š่บซใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€ใพใฃใŸใๆฟกใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠไบŒไบบใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅฐ่€ณใซๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ๅฎฎๆฎฟใซใ‚ใฎใŠๅŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•็ท‹้›ชใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฎไป•ๆฅญใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฏไผๆฅญ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ ใญใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใ€Œใใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใงใ™ใชใใ€ใจไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆ้™ๅ‚ใฎใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Š! ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใŸ็ŒซใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ•ตๆ„ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅใๅ‡บใ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใŒๅฎฎๆฎฟใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฃใฆๅ›ใฎๅฑฑๅ‹˜ใ ใ‘ใŒๆ นๆ‹ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰่พบใŒ็ขบๅฎšไบ‹้ …ใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใฉใƒผใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„~ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ™ใ—ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใƒ—ใƒญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ€ๅˆฅใซๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงๅง‹ๆœซใคใ‘ใชใ„ใจๆฒฝๅˆธใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„่ญ˜ใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญ~ใ€‚้Šญใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆฏ’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใง่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใใ†ใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่จ€่‘‰ใฎ็œŸ่ด‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใฎไบบใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅŸบๆœฌใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใจๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๅขƒ็›ฎใŒๆ›–ๆ˜งใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅˆคๆ–ญใŒใคใใ‹ใญใ‚‹ใฃใฆใจใ“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆ‰ใฟๆ‰‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใ„ใพใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจ็‰ฉๅ…ฅใ‚Šใงใ—ใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉๆ‰‹ใ‚‚็ฉบใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใฒใจใค็Ž‹ๅฎฎใซๅฟใณ่พผใ‚€ใฎใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’้›‡ใฃใกใ‚ƒใใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใญ? ็ขบๅฎŸใซ้€ใ‚ŠๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใฟใ›ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ€็ฝ ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฏ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใœใฃใŸใ„็ฝ ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚็ฝ ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๆœŸใ›ใšใ—ใฆไบŒไบบใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒไธ€่‡ดใ—ใŸใ€‚
Warren, Imperial Chancellor of Grawior, who, as usual, was performing his duties in an annex (physically and spiritually) away from the Royal Palace, twisted his nervous eyebrows in the footsteps of servants rushing down the hallway and in the loving atmosphere surrounding the entire mansion. I am always alone when the other person is beside me during my errand, but I just can't wait to ring the call (linked to the secretary's call that I refrain from in the next room with a magic prop) that is placed in the corner of the desk. Heading to the secretary, who immediately flew in, Warren asked to roar. "What is this noise?!" "That's the thing... My two daughters are coming and asking questions in front of the gate to meet His Excellency..." I stare at the secretary who answers in such a way that it is difficult to say. "What is that? Do you have an appointment? "No. On the contrary, one daughter looks like an animal man..." The word 'beast man' came to mind about the recently terminated Cles Free Allies' smugglers. At the same time, he continued to recall that only representatives of the people, whose lives and deaths were unknown, threw out the self-proclaimed freelance assassin who entrusted him with the task - a man who seemed to think that the reality would be a double spy of the Holy King. Perhaps a bouncer beast man has pushed them to check their safety... and it's inexplicable that they're two, that's just their daughter, or maybe they're simply family members who have come worried about their bodies. "Crap. Drive them back now. Can you do a job for a child like that? "Also, I'm sorry. It's just that my other daughter is obviously noble because of her personal status, and she seems to be at a loss whether to imitate it by hand or not." I had a bad feeling about the word 'noble' for some reason, and suddenly the presence of an assassin who was gone was felt big, but on the surface I heard it back flat. "Do you have a name? "No, even if you ask, you just get an unexplained answer that says, 'It's better for each other if you don't know'." "I don't even need to meet someone with a name. I don't mind imitating it somewhat rough. Pick it up now." "Ha. Okay." Looking behind the secretary who leaves the room in a hurry, he says, "Can't you even make this degree of judgment? incompetence!" he holds back from screaming episodically. This country that makes it is rotten. Because even the bureaucrats in charge of the country's centre - naturally, they are aristocrats - are to this extent. Those who believe that blood is all about human qualities, and that is why they are born to be superior, and who cannot take a step from it. Reform is still needed. To do this, we cannot afford to carefully prepare ourselves, hand wrap, and neglect the time and hand clearance to remove the rotten affected area at once. So determined anew, I worked on the next paperwork - a few minutes later, I forgot about the earlier noise, and the office door was blown out of the hallway. "Nah!?" Just when I changed my complexion and stood up, from beyond the broken door, a little shadow appeared. "Nervous looking middle-aged, eagle nose, badly eyed, ash blonde...... oh, sounds pretty sure here. Suddenly, I'm sorry to bother you." A girl came in with a satisfied face, pointing and counting Warren's characteristics. Age is about - years old. A girl of frozen beauty with long dark hair that reaches down to her waist and scarlet eyes. Warren glanced at her with amazement, dressed in a luxurious black dress with a stunning red rose costume. "of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson -!? Stupid, why here?!" "Oh, my God. I'm a little bit of a BBQ tourist." Scarlet snow shrugging her shoulders deliberately. Warren, who swallowed the sawdust and spit, nevertheless repaired a calm face on the surface and lowered his back again to the chair. "What can I do for that tourist? Hate and I think this place is off the tourist course." "Mm-hmm. Well, as a matter of fact, there's a searcher. I've been thinking about asking where that went, but I guess I could have served more or less my purpose along the way. The secretary just gave me the information I needed." Warren asks back in an eagle attitude, cursing the secretary's man in the heart. "Were you also tortured? "Ma-sa! The people who get in the way - well, they can't help but rule it out because that's their job too, but on the warning... instead of 'disappeared in an unfortunate accident'? - So I hoped to pick it up, and in his case, he saw it, and he peppered himself without having to use the Devil's Eye (Evil Eye). Yeah, you got away with most of the rest of the staff.... No, you're not liked by the people who make you." Warren disproves in frustration at the scarlet snow in a tone that seems to be genuinely sympathetic. "I don't do my job because I like it or not. It would not make sense for those in a position to direct and supervise those scraps to meet. Horns on the rabbit, if it served your purpose, would you like to go home? "Well, I guess the parent of the scraps is the scraps after all? - Well, I hope you don't mind if I say it because I'm a different person, but I'll thank you for cheating on our people." "... are you going to kill me? There's gonna be a world war between your country, your empire, your holy kingdom, right? "That's where I don't want to do something on my own, but it's over. - Oh, I'm not gonna kill you, because I'm a pacifist. Well, I hate it if it's not a convenient peace." Continue gently shrugging your shoulders to mock yourself. "That's why I'll put up with about two to three hundred shots. - Asmina, what are you gonna do? In response to that word, a girl appeared from the hallway side in a beastly ethnic costume. "My brother-in-law Levan is my enemy, so I'm not tired of tearing him apart..." "- Mm-hmm. So do you want to tear it to pieces? Scarlet Snow says lightly with the feeling of adding one dish to your dinner shopping. "No, I don't have time for this. I think we should just break it down and leave it alone for the exposed." "Leaving you exposed... then hang naked in front of the main gate or upside down? "Oh, that's good. Perfect if you permanently remove hair all over your body, stick 'small' in your groin, and stick an 'O' in your lower body to make a man regret being born." I can't forbid a lot of sympathy just for the last one, and even the blur doesn't seem to stop me at all. Before such a demon that looked like two girls talking in a light nori, Warren fought with the understanding that everything he had built up to this day was about to collapse from his feet with a rag. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Afterwards, after a job, I wiped a perfectly refreshing sweat, and Bok and Asmina headed towards the palace with Daimon on my back - listening to Daimon's noise and walking backwards with the flow of people because the high-profile people make a big push was a bit bone - but honestly, I was disappointed that there had been no noticeable progress on Levan's whereabouts. I thought I might have grabbed something from the Chancellor, but even here it was practically empty - well, I personally sanctioned you on half an eight - and when this happens, I'm going to have to believe Asmina's account and get into the royal palace, but it's pretty hard for me to get there. Instead of having no national traffic, it seems difficult to make an official visit to each other because they are currently countries with conflict zones, and even if they try to sneak in, I think they will be sensed because there is an absolute defensive junction, and I have tried to use the Demon Eye (Evil Eye) to confirm that there is a secret loophole, like the royal palace of Amitia, and that the prime minister knows about its existence, in the middle of my discussions with fists, but I don't know - or I have found that I am almost alienated from the royal family and have not touched those things. "So how do we get into the palace now? Asmina has asked with a rough nose. - There's no stopping this. "Getting in from the front is, I'm ready for war... well, if you're sure of the Prime Minister's information, it seems to be an army in Ribo, so it's not a problem, but it seems the emperor's party has nothing to do with this one, so I'd like to avoid it if I could." "Then why don't you sneak in from behind? I was told as a matter of course, but I'm worried because I can't do that. Understanding my concern, Asmina slapped her breasts heavily. "It's okay. Since I came to the capital, I've let Hari look for the infiltration route to the palace." Spiritual beast similar to Okojo from Asmina's chest saying so - Hari turned up. "With guidance from this child, you should be able to reach your brother-in-law. Whatever obstacles you may have along the way! I say it with confidence, Asmina, but as a person who has experienced similar situations before and hung upside down, I just get a lot of anxiety... "- No, no, that's just how tight you are for an amateur." And, inadvertently, I heard a familiar voice from across. "-!! He jumped off the scene with an aspina in his arms and immediately summoned "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" from the storage space (inventory). The Lord of that voice - however merely an open-air merchant, Mr. Shadowloon, who was spreading fine grocery, cheap rings, and ornaments in the corner of the street, lifted the hat he was wearing lightly. "None of them, long time no see... or the other day? Anyway, that's an odd encounter, young lady." To his affectionate attitude, "... do you know him? Asmina reacts similarly to her brother-in-law Levan. He's the assassin who attacked the Levans. "Become -!?" Shadow Lang further narrows his thin eyes towards the complexion-changing Asmina. "None of them. The main business is merchants, but I also do assassins for side business. I also met your brother on a part-time basis the other day. Well, say hello to all the ladies." I came forward in a way that protects Asmina, paying attention to every move by Shadow Lang, who introduces herself without being evil. "You were still in this city. I thought you were already on the move, but the purpose is revenge for the Chancellor? "No way. I've been getting my job dried up along the way and it's cute ~. I was just trying to make a little money from it, and I was working on it at the main office, and it's not like I knew what would happen to that Osama. - Well, it was interesting to see." ... I mean, you were marking this move. "A part-time job doesn't mean the Chancellor's behind it, after all. So now you're working on true mastermind instructions? "No, no. It's really a coincidence this time ~. I could still see my dear lady, and I was just sneaking up on her." Asmina was also uncomfortable with his attitude, which was deliberately reactive, and she asked me over my back. "Are you a stalker? "Yeah." In response to my reply, Shadow Lang shook his shoulder when he pressed his right hand against his lid and said, "Don't kill him..." "You're crying a lie" 'Cause this guy can only lie basically.' To our chilling sentiments, "Well, let's just say..." He has changed quickly and has changed the subject with a completely unwet face. "I pinched your two stories in my ear, but what, you think there's that boy in the palace? - Was it Miss Scarlet Snow? "... it's a trade secret around here." To my answer, "I don't have a choice," Shadowloon said, posing as a surrender with his hands up. "What are you going to do when you know that! If you intend to do more harm to Brother Levan (who is here)...! Asmina strips away hostility like an excited cat. - I mean, your mountain survey is the only basis for Levan being in the palace, so I was wondering if we could talk like finalisations around there. "No, I'm done with that job already. I'm not a professional, so if I don't finish it by the end of the day, I'm not aware of it, so it's fine. It's not even a penny." With the face that I seriously don't care, Asmina looks at Shadow Lang waving a patter, looking frigid with a somewhat poisoned look, and then looks at me with a face that confirms the veracity of the words. Uh-huh, in this guy's case, what he's saying is a basic lie, but the lie and the real boundary are vague or colloquial, so he can't make a decision. Shadowloon continued rubbing his hand as he enjoyed my confusion like that. "That's why I'm in a lot of stuff right now, and I'm just free, and would you hire yourself to sneak into one of the royal palaces? I'll make sure you get it delivered. It's not a trap or anything." To the words, Me and Asmina looked at each other. "... it's a trap." "... it's a trap no matter what you think" The two disagreed indefinitely.
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็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ‚’ไธŠไธ‹ใซ่ฒซ้€šใ™ใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใช็ ด็ •ๅญ”ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆฆŠใ‚‰่ฆช่ก›้šŠใฎๅคฉไฝฟใŸใกใŒ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฏๅ›ž้ฟใงใใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฏๅˆฐๅบ•ๅฝ“ๅˆใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๅฎŒ้‚ใงใใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใ‚“ใชใ€ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใฃใ€ใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใฏๅขœใกใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็ฉดใปใฃใจใ‘ใฐ็›ดใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใ ใ„ใŸใ„็ ดๅฃŠใฏๅงซๆง˜ใ‚‚ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใชๅฃ่ชฟใงใใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ฅ่กŒโ€•โ€•ๅ˜ใซๆ‰‹ๆŒใก็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใฎๆš‡ใคใถใ—ใฎใŸใ‚โ€•โ€•ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€ๅฐ†่ปใ€ใƒใƒŒใƒžใƒผใƒณใ€‘ ใ“ใฎ่‰ฏใ่จ€ใˆใฐๅคฉ็œŸ็ˆ›ๆผซใ€ๆ‚ชใ่จ€ใˆใฐ่€ƒใˆใชใ—ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ๆฆŠใŒ้กใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™ฝๅคœๆฎฟใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใŒไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฎŒๅ…จใชไบ‹ๅพŒๆ‰ฟ่ซพใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏใ€ๅธธใซ ็ซ‹ๅ ดไธŠใ€้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅŒๆ ผใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€่ฆช่ก›้šŠ้•ทๆฆŠใฎ่‹ฆ่จ€ใซ็™ฝๅคœใฏ้ขๅ€’่‡ญใใ†ใซใ€่€ณใฎ็ฉดใ‚’ใปใ˜ใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€็™ฝๅคœๆฎฟ!?ใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใƒผใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ็„กไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅพŒใฏๅงซๆง˜ใ‚’ๅŠ ๅ‹ขใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•ตใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ใƒ„ใƒ–ใ›ใฐ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸไนฑ้›‘ใช่€ƒใˆๆ–นใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ขซๅฎณใฎๆ‹กๅคงใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚็™ฝๅคœๆฎฟใซใฏใ€ๅธธๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๅคฉไธ‡ไน—ใฎๅ›ใ‚’้ ‚ใ„ใŸๆ „ใˆใ‚ใ‚‹ ่‰ฒใฎใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใจๅคไปฃ้ญš(ใƒใ‚ฟใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ€ใƒ”ใƒฉใƒซใ‚ฏใƒผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ขใƒฌ)ใ‚’่ถณใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ทใƒซใ‚จใƒƒใƒˆใฎ่ถ…ๅผฉ็ดšใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใฎไธ‹ๅฑคใ‹ใ‚‰้›ฒใ‚’่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆๆตฎใไธŠใŒใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๆฆŠใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎใŠ็ฅญใ‚Š้จ’ใŽใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๆฐดใ‚’ๅทฎใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใฆใ€ ๆธ‹ใฟใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่€็ทดใชๅฃ่ชฟใง็ช˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถๅฃใ‚’ๅ™คใ‚€ๆฆŠใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‘ใฃใ‘ใฃใ‘ใฃ! ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไผŠ้”ใซๅนดใฏๅ–ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„ใชใ„ใญใƒผใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ใ—ใ„ใชใ€ๅพกๅ‰ไผš่ญฐใซใ‚‚ไปฃ็†ใ—ใ‹้€ใ‚‰ใชใ„็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ ็ฉบไธญใง่ƒกๅใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใŸๅงฟๅ‹ขใงใ€ใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจใใฎ้ผปๅ…ˆใ‚’้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใ‚‹็™ฝๅคœใ€‚ ๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใซใ—ใฆใ€็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ๆœ€ไธ‹ๅฑคใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅบƒๅคงใช ใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ‘ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅธธใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไปŠๅ›žใฏ้‡ใ„่…ฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅ„‚ใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใฎ้€šใ‚Šใฎๅ›ณไฝ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใŠใ„ใใ‚Œใจๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใŒ......ใชใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅคฉๆถฏใฎใฒใ‚ˆใฃใ“ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใŒใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–็›ดๆŽฅๅ„‚ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซ่ถณใ‚’ใŠ้‹ใณใซใชใฃใฆใฎๅ‹…ๅ‘ฝใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‰ใ€‚่€้ชจใจใฏใ„ใˆ้ชจๆƒœใ—ใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ‚ใ„ใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่บซใ‚‚่“‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ไน…้ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‚ˆใชใƒผใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ‚ณใƒใ‚ณใƒ้ ญใจใฏใ€ใฉใƒผใซใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใญใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใƒผใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹็™ฝๅคœใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅฅ”ๆ”พใชๆ€งๆ ผใฎ็™ฝๅคœใฏๆ€ง่ณช็š„ใซๅคฉๆถฏใจ้ฆฌใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไน…้ ใฏไน…้ ใงใ€ๅŒใ˜้พ็จฎใจใ—ใฆๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๅญใฉใ‚‚ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ—ใฆ่ปฝใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฏ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใ“ใจใซๅ†…ๅฟƒ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅไธ‰้ญ”ๅฐ†่ปใฎไธญใงใ‚‚้‡้Žฎใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’ใใฃใจๆŠผใ•ใˆ่พผใ‚€ๆฆŠใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ†ทใ‚ใŸๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎไป•ไบ‹ใฏๆธˆใ‚“ใ ๆง˜ๅญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏไธปใฎไธ‹ใธๆˆปใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ€ๅฏพใฎ็ฟผใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸ่ตคใ„้ซชใฎๅฅณๅคฉไฝฟใŒใ€้ข็™ฝใใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๅฎ™ใซไฝ‡ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใŠใฌใ—ใฎไผ่จ€ใฎใŠ้™ฐใงๆ—ฉๆ€ฅใชๅฏพ็ญ–ใŒ่ฌ›ใœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆง˜ใซใฏใ€ๅฎœใ—ใๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๆ„ใ‚’ใŠไผใˆ้ก˜ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๅ„€็คผ็š„ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ€‚ ใซใฏไผšใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ้ฃ›ใณๅŽปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๅคฉไฝฟโ€•โ€•ๅ…ƒ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅพ“้ญ”ใซใ—ใฆใ€็พใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใฎๅพ“้ญ”ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฅ“โ€•โ€•ใฏใ€็ฉบไธญใงไธ€ๆ—ฆ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใ‚‹ใจใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๆฆŠใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Šๅ›บใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใง็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟ…่ฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๆฌกใซ้€ขใ†ๆ™‚ใฏๆ•ตๅŒๅฃซใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใฎใพใพ่ถณๆ—ฉใซ็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใ€ๆฆŠใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่ฆ‹้€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใƒผใ€ใŠใ„ใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใฎๆ•ตใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ ใใ“ใธใ€ใพใฃใŸใ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’่ชญใพใšใซ็™ฝๅคœใŒใ€ใ†ใใ†ใใจๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝๆง˜ใซ็ขบ่ชใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใใ†ๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฟต่ฉฑใงๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ไปฐใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็พๅœจใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใจใƒฉใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏๆง˜ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผๆง˜ใŒไบคๆˆฆไธญๅคฉ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฎๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใฏๆททไนฑใ‚’ๆ‹›ใใ‹ใญใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€‚ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‡ใ€ใพใŸๅ‡บ็•ชใชใ—ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธ่ฒž่…ใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใง่กŒใ็™ฝๅคœใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€......ใงใฏใ€ๅ„‚ใ‚‚ๅธฐใฃใฆๅฏใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ๆฌ ไผธไบคใ˜ใ‚Šใซไน…้ ใ‚‚ใใ†ไธ€ไบบใ”ใกใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ†ใณ้›ฒๆตทใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใฃใฆ็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ๅŸบๅบ•ๆน–ใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒ ้ŽใŽใ‚‹ๅ††ๅ“ใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใŸใกใซ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใคใคใ€ๆฆŠใฏๅ†ๅบฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’้ฃ›่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจไธ‹้”ใซ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ๅผทใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ่–้ƒฝใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒŸใƒฌใ€‚็ฅžๆฎฟไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใฎๅก”ใ€ใฎๆœ€ไธŠ้šŽใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใฃใŸใ‹......ใ€ 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็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใงใใ‚“ใช่’ผ็ฅžใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸ้’ๅนดใ ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใšใซ่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใใ†ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฎ็ˆ†้Ÿณใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่–้ƒฝๅ…จๅŸŸใซ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ๅ‹•ๆบใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใซไผใˆใฆใŠใ‘ใ€‚ๆœฌๆฅใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใฎ้ค“้ฌผ่ฃ‚ใใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ฃฝใ่ถณใ‚Šใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใง่‡ช็”ฑใซ่ธŠใ‚‹ไบบๅฝขใ‚‚ใใ†ใใ†ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ่ธŠใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ่’ผ็ฅžใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่ƒŒไธญใซ่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้’ๅนดใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ......ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ็ตŒ้Žใ—ใฆใ€ๅผฑๅผฑใ—ใๆบใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ฝ็ ใฎ็ท‘่‰ฒใฎ็‚ŽใŒๆถˆใˆใŸใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€่’ผ็ฅžใฏๆบ€่ถณใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ€ ไธฆใ‚“ใงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใƒ ใƒฉใฎๅฅดใฏๆ–ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅพฉๆดปใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ–ƒใ™ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ๆ–ƒใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒšใƒŠไป˜ใใงใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅพฉๆดปใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใงๅพฉๆดปใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใ ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใคใพใ‚Š็„ก้™ใ‚ณใƒณใƒ†ใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผ!? ใชใซใใฎใƒใƒผใƒˆ! ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆˆฆใ†ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใƒขใƒชใƒขใƒชๅคฑใ›ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็ดๅพ—ใ‚‚ใงใใŸใ€‚ๅฆ™ใซใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒๅˆน้‚ฃ็š„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใƒณใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ธใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใŸใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒšใƒŠใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใชใ—ใฎ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๅฅดใฏๆ–ƒใ™ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใ€ๅฐๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็ฌฌไธ€ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žๅฐๅฐใฎๅๅญ—ๆžถใ€ใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ญˆใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ1ๅบฆใใ‚Šใฎไฝฟใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใžใจ่จ€ใ†ๆ™‚ใพใงๆธฉๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€ๅฐๅฐใญใ€‚ๅๅญ—ๆžถใญใ€‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏไฝฟใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใฎๆ–นใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€้€ฃ็ถšไฝฟ็”จๅฏ่ƒฝใชๆœฌ็‰ฉใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆฆ็•ฅใฎๅน…ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใใ€‚ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใจๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’็ ดใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ้€กๅทกใ—ใฆๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ“ใ‚‹ ใ‚’ๆˆ้•ทใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้™ธ่ทฏใงใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใซ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€‚4~5ๅ„„ใ‚‚้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚ใฐใ€ใพใšใฉใ‚“ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใซ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆ้—˜ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ‹ๆ „ใˆ้‡่ฆ–ใงไธญ้€”ๅŠ็ซฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใถใคใใ•ใจใ€ŽIFใ€ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่’ธใ—่ฟ”ใ™ใ—ใพใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€ๅˆ€ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใƒผใ„ใˆใฐใใ†ใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒ›ใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ๅ•†ๅบ—ใซใ—ใฆไธ€ๅ„ฒใ‘ไผใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ‚ปใƒณใ‚นใฎๅ•้กŒใง้ณดใ‹ใš้ฃ›ใฐใšโ€•โ€•ใงใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใซใ„ใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…้–ขไฟ‚ใง็ˆตไฝๆŒใกใ ใฃใŸ(ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ™ในใฆใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅŠดไฝœใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹)ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ•ใƒˆใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅคšไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹็‹ฉใ‚Šใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ŒใŸใ‚‹ใ„ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ้€”ไธญใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ‚Š......ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸใ‚„ใ‚Š็›ดใ›ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใฏ้“้€ฃใ‚Œใซๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆฌ ๆ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒ5ๅ‰ฒใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ๅพฉๆดปใฏใงใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ้€ƒใ’ๅ ดใฎใชใ„็ฉบใฎไธŠใ€ๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒใ‚ฆใ‚นใฎไธญใ€ใใ—ใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏๆœ€ๅผทใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใใฆๅธฐใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็Ž‰็ •โ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใƒ‡ใ‚นใƒšใƒŠไป˜ใใฎๅพฉๆดปๅ‰ๆใฎโ€•โ€•่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใงใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ! ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใจ็งใŒๅ‰่ก›ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅˆป่€€ใฏใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฏๅ›žๅพฉใซๅฐ‚ๅฟตใ€‚็ฉบ็ฉ‚ใฏใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅคงๆŠ€ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใพใงใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ๅ›ž้ฟ!ใ€ ใŒใ€ๅบŠใ‚’่นดใฃใฆไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ใƒกใƒชใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚ตใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’้ซ˜ใ€…ใจๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚
The Sakara SS angels frown in front of a huge crushing hole penetrating the aerial garden up and down. "The worst could have been avoided. But I can't tell you that you've accomplished your original purpose." "Eh, that's good. The air garden didn't crash, and if you leave a hole like this alone, you'll fix it, and the princess generally agreed to destroy it, right? To answer that in an easygoing tone is the thirteenth demon general [Hanuman] White Night (Bitter), who has rushed from the Grand Duchy of Youth - simply for a shabby leisure time. Sakaki holds up around her forehead for this well said, naive, or ill-conceived remark. "The White Night Hall, the princess was recognized for her complete ex-post consent after the results. And our job is always all or nothing (all-or-nothing), the same thing that failed at a time when we couldn't get rid of Abandoned Dragons (Nidheck) without a single dead person and a scratch in the air garden." From the standpoint, the day and night seem troublesome to the bitterness of SS Captain Sakaki, who is equal to himself, the Demon General, whisks the hole in his ear. "Are you listening, White Night Hall!?" "I'm listening, but I don't care which one. This is how you're safe. After that, add the princess, and the enemy's best friend will be finished." "That kind of messy thinking has caused an increase in damage like this one. In the first place, the White Night Hall has the sense that it is the general of Imperial Crimson, a flourishing crimson empire that has received you ,00 times a day from day to day." A silhouette super-class monster, such as a platinum-colored dragon and ancient fish (butterfly fish, array like pyralcoo), which at last turned that way in a throwing attitude, even surpassed the word huge, out-of-the-box abandoned dragon (Nidheck), which is raw and warm, before a whispering in a frustrating manner, came up ripping clouds from the lower layers of the air garden. "... Fair enough, Miss Sakaki. I know how you feel, but it's a festival. Sometimes I don't bother to give you water." Embarrassed in a tannic and sophisticated tone, Sakaki mumbles. "Damn it! That's grandpa. I'm not getting old for Dada. You understand. - It's rare that Grandpa, who only sends deputies to your meeting, comes out of the Bottom Lake." White night flying around the tip of its nose as it twirls in a hoarse position in the air. [Divine Fish (Bahamut)] Kuyuan, the lord of the vast underlying lake (Bottom Lake) on the lowest level of the aerial garden, making it the thirteenth demon general. Normally, they are drawn to the basal lake (Bottom Lake), and even if instructed to do so by heaven, both elephants and hippocampus who walk bipedally as surrogates are often sent out - but apparently they raised their heavy hips this time. "Nan can't move around because of the figure as he sees it... This time, it wasn't a chick in heaven, it was the life of the princess who went out of her way to take you directly to Nan. You can't spare an old bone, though." Kuyuan returns a reply with laughter and no body or lid. "Nah. That cocksucker head doesn't fit any better." Yeah, yeah. Nodding and agreeing. White night. By the way, white nights of a runaway character are naturally incompatible with Heavenly Heaven and Horse, but there was a verse that was long gone, treating Heavenly Heaven as a child as the same dragon breed and taking it lightly. Though bitter inside about it, the opponent was a heavy town among the thirteenth demon generals, so a chilled voice hung somewhere on the back of Sakaki, who held the complaint all the way in. "Apparently, this job is done. May I return to the Lord? Looking back, a pair of winged red-haired female angels are nestled in the universe with faces that don't even seem interesting. "Maple. Yeah, thanks to your message, we took prompt action. I would like to express my gratitude to Lapoque." "Accepted. So..." Ritually bowing her head. "Wait. Aren't you going to meet my sister - ? The angel who tried to fly away - the maple, a former Scarlet Snow submissive and now a lappy submissive - replied with a slight look back and a hard tone once he stopped in the air. "You don't have to. - The next time we see each other, we'll be enemies." Sakaki dropped off her back early as it was, with a difficult face. "Nah, dude. Why don't you go kill the princess's enemies? There, day and night without reading the air at all, a groom asks. "Please wait a moment, I will check with the Capital of Life" So I say no, and ask for the instructions of the Capital of Life in a conversation. "... Princess Rapok and Tamegoro are currently engaged. Since the Four Wesen Emperor also performs backups, it is not necessary because any further military input can cause confusion. Hit perimeter alert." "Why, there's no turning again." White night flies somewhere fluttering in an infidel manner. "Hmmm... so why don't you go home and get some sleep?" When he was alone in the stretch, he broke the cloud sea again and went back to the basal lake of the aerial garden. While frowning at the roundtable members past Freedom, Sakaki instructed his men, who were flying around again, to be more vigilant. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Aeon Sacred King Sacred Capital Facsimile. Top floor of the "Tower of the Pale God" in the centre of the temple. "Did you go..." โ€œAoshi" snorted boringly as he sat in his elbow chair and literally chewed the information seen by the user demon bird that came in through the window. "I thought it would be an inspiring face to face with Scarlet Snow. ... well, we're going to have fun." and a sharp, silver-eyed young man with a silver tattoo opened his mouth in a pale tone while remaining on the top of the Buddha, wrapped around a turban with a sailor-like fit, just wearing a red chock, keeping his back on the wall. "It was pretty remarkable right now... but if the air garden had crashed, it would have been pretty dangerous... wasn't it? "Well, other than here, the Holy Capital and its suburbs are devastated... and if you do poorly, Aeon himself could have vanished." So what's the matter, the Ethereal God returns it in the tone. "Really?" The young man nods gently, not changing one complexion, in the way that he has simply confirmed the facts. "Well, it doesn't seem like my turn, so I'm returning... let me" Attitude is an attitude, but it is unclear whether it is for this occasion or for the current man at the end of the speech, but it seems clear that it is obvious how easy it is. "Hmm. Then finally do a little garbage disposal." "... garbage? Young man with brilliant eyebrows on the instructions of the Ethereal God. "I'm throwing a sub tea child into the dungeon at the bottom. That idiot, he tried to instigate the Archpope to attack my scarlet snow. Well, I'm lucky I ended up trying." To the abominable word of the Ethereal God, just as the iron skin of the youth also collapsed. "Do that -. So, Mr. Atcha is now..." "You're not dead." A glimpse of the life beads lined up on the wall - the ones with the green flames shaking inside, in the size crystal spheres riding on the palms - continued Ethereal God in a white tone as he sat in his chair. "Well it would be only a matter of time. Throw yourself in a bunch of fortified pig ghosts (orcs) for five days... if you're still alive, just finish it." "Are you sure? I think it's still worth using..." A young man who obviously doesn't feel comfortable and forgets the salutation he took and put on and asks back. Of the eight life beads arranged on the wall, only four still emit light: half 'silver', 'purple', 'red' and 'green'. The Ethereal God didn't look like he cared, and leaked a mocking inclusive laugh. "I don't mind. I'm tired of it anyway. The only thing that gets in the way is a substitute, a genuine product." A young man who stared at such a pale god with no expression on his face, but turned back on his heel without saying anything. "Oh, yeah, yeah. I guess the explosion just now would have been heard all over the Holy Capital. Tell the Archpope to contain the upset. I wouldn't be tired of tearing it apart, that hungry bastard, but neither would the dolls who dance so freely. Let's get you to dance for a while." Hearing the voice of the Ethereal God on his back, the youth left the room behind. ... After a while, the Ethereal God grinned satisfactorily, confirming that the green flame of the weakly swayed bead of life had gone out. "Scarlet Snow, be the first to say" Lapokusan lurked her voice and spoke as she laid her sword in line. "First of all, the Shimamura guy is set a resurrection point even if he dies, so don't think it's possible to kill him completely. At the moment of his death, with some despener, he was resurrected at a resurrection point somewhere." - I mean Infinite Container!? What that cheat! I've been losing my motivation before I fought unexpectedly. But at the same time, I was convinced. Oddly enough, Shima's behavior was sudden because of that kind of advantage. If I did - I could use a full resuscitation without a death penalty (Lisa Collection) - I'd say - I'm lightly feeling the weight of my life. "That's why he's not going to die, he's going to seal it first. - You've received the" Sealed Cross "from the Archpope, but it's a one-time run out, so keep it warm until I tell you it's here." "- Uh, right, seal it. A cross. I have it." I wonder what happened. Actually, I'm not an out-of-use person, but a real product that can be used continuously. I was wondering if I should be honest and broaden my strategy. But that would break my promise to Mr. Shadowloon, and hey. Before he went on a tour to make his decision, Shima-san's obsolete giant (Yotun) stepped forward. "Not at all...... that's annoying. If you think about it now, you should have gone for the neck of him by land, growing an abandoned dragon (Nidheck) as originally planned, without allekore greed. If you swallowed 400-500 million, you wouldn't have beaten any opponent first..." "You've been in battle for a long time, you're halfway there with a focus on appearance." There's a lot of flattery about Shima steaming back the story of bumps and 'IF'. Speaking of which, I wonder if there are places like that. I went out of my way to make a fortune by making Alliance Homes a store, but it didn't ring and fly because of my design sense issues - so I was in our costume relationship and held the title (almost all of my costumes were her labor) trying to pull through the master craft, or even hunting where a large number of people participate, I said it would take me a while to get out of hand on the way...... I got angry when I remembered something. "... well fine. I just need to start over again. In the meantime, I'll have some people die with me on the road. If the missing part exceeds 50%, even Scarlet Snow won't be able to revive it." On the skies with no escape, the place is in the monster house, and in front of you the strongest player. Exactly over this period, I guess you've decided it's impossible to get home alive from here. The Jade Shatter - but with Despena's resurrection premise - is ready, and the Abandoned Titan (Yotun) has moved on. "- I'm coming! Since Rapo Kusan and I are going out to the avant-garde, Seiyao asks for Mr. Tamegoro's guard. Life Capital is dedicated to recovery. Until Mr. Tamegoro releases his grand moves, Akaho draws the attention of his opponents and even dodges them! The moment I screamed. A much lower back abandoned giant (Yotun) kicked the floor and shrunk the rest of the distance at once, lifting his fist high and swinging it down like a Merikensack.
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้ ญไธŠใซใฏๅบ•ๆŠœใ‘ใซ้’ใ„็ฉบใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้˜ฟๅ‘†ใฟใŸใ„ใซ้’ใ„็ฉบใ ใ€ ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใฏ็ท‘ใฎ่‰ๅŽŸใจ่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎ่Šฑ็•‘ใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ่‰ฒ้•ใ„ใชใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฏๅ…จใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ็ดฐใ‹ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ—ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่Šฑใฏๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใ€Žใ‚ณใƒฌใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒใƒใจใ‚ณใ‚นใƒขใ‚นใจ(่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใคใ“ใจใซ)ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๆททใœใฆ้–“้•ใˆใŸ......้ขจใงใ€ใŸใถใ‚“่‡ช็„ถใซใฏ็”Ÿใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„็จฎ้กžใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใŒๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅคขใฎไธญใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฃใฝใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใใ‚Œใฃใฝใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๅŠๅˆ†ไธๅฎ‰ๅŠๅˆ†ใงๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏๅŒๆง˜ใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใฎไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„่‰ๅŽŸๆƒใฃใฆ็ชใฃ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅ‰ๅพŒใฎ็Šถๆณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฆ่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ“ใŒใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅคขใฎไธญใชใฎใฏ็ขบๅฎŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใจใ€ใชใ‚“ใงไธ‰ไบบใจใ‚‚ใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ? ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœ่ฃ…โ€•โ€•่–„ใ„ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใฎใ‚จใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚คใ‚ขใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นโ€•โ€•ใ‚’็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใคใคใ‚‚ใฏใซใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็›ฎๅ…ƒใจๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใฎใƒžใƒผใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใจใ‹ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ™‚ใชใ‚‰ใ›ใ„ใœใ„ไธ‰ๅ›ž็›ฎใฎใŠ่‰ฒ็›ดใ—ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใช้ก˜ๆœ›ใฎๅๆ˜ ใงใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ่–„ๆฐด่‰ฒใฎใƒžใƒผใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็บใฃใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ......!? ใŠ่‰ฒ็›ดใ—ไธ‰ๅ›žใจใ‹ใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฎใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ๅŒๆƒ…ใ‚’็ฆใ˜ใˆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒ็ตถๅฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฝ“ไบบใฎใปใ†ใฏใ€Œ?ใ€ๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใงๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใกใชใฟใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใƒ—ใƒชใƒณใ‚ปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎใ‚ฆใ‚จใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใง็งใ ใ‘่‰ฒใŒ้ป’ใชใ‚ใ‘!? ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ็™ฝใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใฃ!ใ€ ๆผ†้ป’ใฎใƒใƒซใƒผใƒณใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใฆๆ†คๆ…จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅซใณใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใฎๆ–นใฃใฆๅฅณๅญๅŠ›ใ‚’่ถฃๅ‘ณใจ็‰ฉๅฅฝใใซๅ…จๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็ตๅฉšใซใฏๅคข่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅฅณๅญใ ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใญใ€ ใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใ’ใซ่€ณๆ‰“ใกใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใง้ ทใใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใชใซใŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๆ‚ชใ„! ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๅธฐใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ใใ†็ต่ซ–ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฏ360ๅบฆ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™้™ใ‚Š่‰ๅŽŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€้™›ไธ‹?ใ€ ใ€‚่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹? ็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€‰้™ธๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฌใ‚นใƒใƒณใ‚นใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅคฉๆถฏใฎใƒชใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚ฟใƒซใงๆฉŸ่ƒฝไธๅ…จใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่‡ชๅŠ›ใงใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฐใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚......ใพใ‚ๅคขใฎไธญใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใชใ‹ใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸใ‚Šๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใจใ€ๆฅฝ่ฆณ็š„ใซๆ‚ฒ่ฆณใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใช......? ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใใฎ็›ฎใฏใ€้™›ไธ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‘ผใณๅใฏ็ท‹้›ชใงใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใ“ใƒผใ„ใ†ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ ใจใ€็ฒพ็ฅžใŒๆญปใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰่‚‰ไฝ“ใ‚‚่กฐๅผฑๆญปใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฃใฝใใ€็ฒพ็ฅžใฎๅ‚ทใŒ่‚‰ไฝ“ใซ้‚„ๅ…ƒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใชใใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œไธๅ‰ใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜~ใฃใ€ ใƒ—ใƒญใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒใ€ใŽใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎใปใ†ใธๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใคใพใ‚Šๅคขใฎไธญใ ใจๅฎ‰ๆ˜“ใซ่€ƒใˆใšใซใ€็พๅฎŸใจๅŒใ˜ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆๆณจๆ„ใ—ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใ„ใกใŠใ†ไฝ•ใŒๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ไบ‹ๅ‰ใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ—ใฆไฝ“ๆ„Ÿๆ™‚้–“ใงไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ๅพŒโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏใ ใ„ใŸใ„ไฝฟใˆใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ็œ ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็ง็‰ฉใฏๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€‹ใฏๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉไป–ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฏๅ…จๆป…ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚‚ไธ€้ƒจใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆไฝฟ็”จไธ่ƒฝใ€ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใ ใ‘ๅผฑไฝ“ๅŒ–ใŒ่‘—ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“~~ใฃใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅคขใฎไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ‚„้ญ”ๆณ•ใƒป้ญ”่ก“ใฎ้กžใ„ใฏๅ†็พใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใฒใจใจใŠใ‚Šใฎๆคœ่จผใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏใใ†็ต่ซ–ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๆˆฆ้—˜ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๅŸ’ๅค–ใชใฎใงๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใปใ†ใฏๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉไฝฟใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธŠใซใ€่…•ๅŠ›ใ‚„่„šๅŠ›ใ€ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚‚ๆœฌๆฅใฎ2ๅ‰ฒ็จ‹ๅบฆใ—ใ‹ๅ‡บใ›ใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸไปฅไธŠ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆœญใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌ(ใ•ใ‚“)ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ(ใ )ใญใ€ใ€ ไปปใ›ใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†้ขจใซใƒœใ‚ฏใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒใƒใƒณใƒใƒณ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅฉใใจใ€ ใ€Œใฏ? ใฏใ‚ใใใใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚?!?ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒ็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ใŸใ—ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ€็งใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใฏๆฟ€ๆธ›ใ ใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใจใฎไน–้›ขใŒไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅ‘ฝๅ–ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ็‚นใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅๅ…จใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’็™บๆฎใงใใพใ™ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅŒใ˜ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใจใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๆŠ€่ƒฝใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅฆฌใ‘ใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ใฒใ‚…ใƒผใฒใ‚…ใƒผใ€ ๅ›ƒใ—็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจ็พžๆฅใ‹ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‹็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใชใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ......ใฃใฆใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅฐ่€ณใซๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใฏๅ‰ใซๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅฎถใซไธ€ๆ™‚ใ€ๅŒๆฃฒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ‹ใ€ ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใฏใ€Žๅธ่ก€ๅงซใฏ่–”่–‡่‰ฒใฎๅคขใ‚’ใฟใ‚‹ 4 ใƒฉใ‚ฐใƒŠใƒญใ‚ฏใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€ใฎๆ›ธใไธ‹ใ‚ใ—SSใจใ‹ใ€P310~313ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ€ๅŒๆฃฒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅŒๅฑ…ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใŸใพใซๆ˜ผ้ฃŸใ‚„ๅค•้ฃŸใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไฝœใ‚Šใ—ใฆๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’้คŒไป˜ใ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใปใฃใจใใจๅนณๆฐ—ใง่…ใฃใŸ่‚‰ใจใ‹ใงใ‚‚้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใ‚’ไบกใ่€…ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใชใ„!ใ€ใ€ ๆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ไน™ๅฅณใฎ้‚ชๆŽจใ‚’่จ€ไธ‹ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅจ˜ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎใฉใ“ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ่ฌŽใ ใ€‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ†’้™บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠใ‚Šๆฉ‹ๅŠนๆžœใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒ›ใƒซใƒ ็—‡ๅ€™็พคใจใ‹ใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใก็ฒพ็ฅž็ง‘ใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ่–ฌใจใ‹ไธŽใˆใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ......ใ€‚ใจๆ€ๆกˆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใใฎๅฝ“ไบบใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ“ใฃใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…Žใงใ™ใ€ ใใฎๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใฏใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒœใ‚ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’่พฟใฃใฆๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็™ฝๅ…ŽใŒไธ€ๅŒน(ไธ€็พฝ?)ใ€่‰ใ‚€ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒใ‚่ถณใง็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚ตใ‚ฎใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”็‰ฉใงใฏใชใ„ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ตใ‚ฎใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่บซใ‚‚่“‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆ„ŸๆƒณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใŸใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅ…Žใฏๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š่„ฑๅ…Žใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฃใฆใ€‚่ฟฝใ‚ใชใ„ใจ!ใ€ ใฏใฃใจๆˆ‘ใซ่ฟ”ใฃใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ใปใ‹ใฎใตใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธๅพ—่ฆ้ ˜ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜!?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใซใŠ่…นใŒใ™ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€้™›ไธ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†~~ใฃ! ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ไธๆ€่ญฐ็ฉบ้–“ใง็™ฝๅ…Žใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰็ตถๅฏพใซใ‚ญใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ฝใƒณใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใฎ!ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใƒผใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ„ใใชใ‚Š็พใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฆใ‚ตใ‚ฎใจใ‹ใ€่ƒกๆ•ฃ่‡ญใ„ใซใ‚‚ใปใฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚็ตถๅฏพใซใชใซใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ้‡ใญใฆใใ†่จดใˆใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใงใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใจใ„ใ†้ก”ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๆœฌๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใตใŸใ‚Šใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€่‰ๅŽŸใจ่Šฑ็•‘ใฎไธญใ‚’ใฒใ‚‡ใ“ใฒใ‚‡ใ“่ตฐใ‚‹็™ฝๅ…Žใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใƒ‡ใƒฌใƒฉใŒ่ˆž่ธไผšใฎไผšๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒˆใƒณใ‚บใƒฉใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏไธ‰ไบบๆƒใฃใฆ้•ทใ„ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใฆ่ตฐใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ๆ‘ใธใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎใ€ใ“ใ“ใฃใฆใฉใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‘ใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ๆ‘ใธใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใ€ ใ€Œใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€่‰ๅŽŸใจ่Šฑ็•‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใƒฏใƒผใƒ—ใ—ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆง‹้€ ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ˆใ„ๅคฉๆฐ—ใงใ™ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œ.........ใ€ใ€ใ€ ็™ฝๅ…Žใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใตใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใใจ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๆœจใฎๆŸตใจๅœŸๅฃใงๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸไธญ่ฆๆจกใฎๆ‘ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใซใ„ใŸใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใงๅฎŒๅ…จๆญฆ่ฃ…ใฎใŠๅŸŽใฎ่ก›ๅฃซใฟใŸใ„ใช้–€็•ชใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใƒ†ใƒณใƒ—ใƒฌใฎๅ›ž็ญ”ใ—ใ‹ๆˆปใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆ–ฌใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๆ…ŒใฆใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใตใŸใ‚ŠใซๆŠ‘ใˆ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅผฑไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใงๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆไธญใธๅ…ฅใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€Žใ‚ขใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ๆ‘ใ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅธซๅŒ ใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‘ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰‹ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ ใใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ้–€ๅ‰ใง้จ’ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ้–€็•ชใฏใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€‹ใ‚’ใ—ใพใฃใฆใ€ใตใŸใ‚Šใซๅผ•ใๆ‘บใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๆ‘โ€•โ€•ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจๅŒใ˜่‹—ๅญ—ใฎโ€•โ€•ใ‚ขใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ๆ‘ใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝไบบๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจๅŒใ˜้ก”ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใ‚ชใƒใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ‡......?ใ€ ๆœฌ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽขใ›็ณปใฎใ‚ฏใ‚คใ‚บใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใใจใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆƒณๅƒใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ€ใจๅ‘ปใ„ใฆๅ†ทใ‚„ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ™ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ้‡ใ„่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใฎใพใพใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฏใฎใ‚ใฎใ‚ใจๅ…ˆใธ้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
There was a blue sky over his head at the bottom. "It's blue sky like an idiot." Green meadows and colorful flower gardens continue at your feet. "If you look closely, they're just different colors, and the designs are all together." I guess I can't follow the details. The flowers weren't specifically called 'here' but mixed tampons, cosmos and (to be angry) tulips and made a mistake...... wind, probably the kind that hasn't grown naturally. Well, fine. "Is this where your master dreams? "Well, if they say it sounds like it..." Interests Half anxiety Half anxious and looking around Fiore and Meer smiling bitterly as I do. I would have stood all three in this meadow with nothing when I realized it, but if you think about it in conjunction with the situation back and forth, you'd be certain that this is Joey's dream. "And why are they all wedding dresses? I don't remember getting dressed." Fiore confirms her outfit - a thin pink empire line wedding dress - strangely. I guess it's because she's still a girl who loosens her eyes and mouth like she's confused. "Well, I don't think it's a reflection of my personal aspirations, because I think it's the blue mermaid line or maybe the third color change at best when I'm there." This one, Meer, wrapped in a light-water mermaid line dress, shrugged her shoulders with a bitter smile. "Eh...!? You know, three different colors, Meer's opponent..." Fiore complains with his face that he can't forbid sympathy, but the person who put it in his mouth says "?" Just lean your little neck with a strange face. So, by the way, I was also forced to change into a Princess Line wedding dress at some point... "Why am I the only one with black colors!? It's usually white. Ugh! I lift my pitch-black balloon skirt and resent it. and hear me scream like that, "... I was wondering if this guy was wielding women's power to his tastes and likes." "I thought you were the girl I dreamed of getting married." Something was nodding with eye contact as Fiore and Meer eared emotionally. "Anyway, I don't know what it is, but it's Joey's fault! Let's just wake him up and go home! So I concluded, trying to get off the spot - but the surrounding area is full of meadows as far as degrees. "How do I wake you, Your Majesty? "I was going to ask Lu Ao (Diaper) to guide me around if it was true. - Hey, Lu Ao. Can you hear me? Alive?" There is no response from the core Shirazawa Rhodoku even after the call. This is completely dysfunctional in a lifelong recital. "... apparently I have to do something on my own" "You're in trouble.... in my dreams, I won't lose my stomach or get hurt." and Mr. Meer, optimistically pessimistic. But what about fulfilling it...? "- What is that eye, Your Majesty? "No, you can call me Scarlet Snow. In this pattern, if the spirit dies, the flesh will also be debilitated to death, like a death game, and the wounds of the spirit will likely be reduced to the flesh," he said. "Don't be ominous, Master Hyuki." Fiore, who was looking around a little further away like a professional adventurer, came back to us for a small run with a slight face. "... that means you should think of it as the same as reality and pay attention without thinking cheaply that it's in your dreams, right? "Hey. I think you should know what you can do in advance." And an hour later in physical time... "You can use my magic more or less." "The personal belongings I had in my pocket before I went to sleep are gone" "Same goes for me. For some reason, the Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye) can be released, but all other gear is destroyed. Skills are also unavailable except for some." "Only Master Hyuki is significantly weakened. What does that mean? "Mm-hmm. Maybe it's because I'm in Joey's dream? "Oh, I see. Joey, you can't reproduce things you don't know or magic or magic." "I guess so." That's how we concluded after the verification of one thing. As Meer is originally out of the question when it comes to combat, I can barely use my combat skills, and my arms, legs, and speed are only about % of my original strength. "So..." "More than this happened..." "" The trump card is Fiore. " left to me. When Bo and Meer slap the pom pom shoulder in the way that "Ha? Ha, ha, ha?!? Fiore raised her bare voice. "Hey, why me?!? "No, 'cause my offense is drastically reduced, and if I'm poorly diverged from my perception, I'll be dead." "In that regard, Mr. Fiore can exert his full power. That's just what happens to the same party leaders and subreaders. So we all know each other's skills." "You're jealous. Hiuuuuuu" Fiore turns bright red with shame or anger when he stands up. "Oh, no... Speaking of which, I pinched it in my little ear, but Master Hiyuki used to live in his master's house temporarily." Specifically, the transcript SS of "Blood Sucking Princess Has a Rosy Dream 4 Ragnarok World" and so on, per P310-313. "Doesn't live together. We live together." "And you think that Mr. Meer occasionally hand-made lunch or dinner to feed his master" "'Cause, Joey, leave me alone and I'll eat rotten meat or something." "Maybe you're thinking about taking this opportunity to put me on the arrow and turn my lover (rival) into a deceased?!" "" No, that's not it! Cut off the evil push of a maiden in love to the bottom of your word. And I don't know, what do you like about this girl Joey? It's a mystery. I'm on an adventure with you, so maybe it depends on the suspension bridge effect or the Stockholm syndrome. Maybe one of these days I should give you a psychiatrist or something to calm your mood...... I was just thinking that the person who "Ah!!" I said and pointed this way, so I was a little surprised. "Rabbit." That fingertip is a little off of me if you look closely, and if you follow it and look back, there's one white rabbit with a dumb face somewhere (one?), I stood up with my hind legs from the grass and looked at this one. "You're a rabbit." "You're not a demon. You're a regular rabbit." "Sounds delicious" Because I heard Fiore's sense of being an adventurer without a body or a lid, Ra literally escapes with the momentum of detachment. "..." We have to go after him! When I ran back to me, the other two ran out later in a way that pushed me to momentum with the look of an injustice. "What, what, what, Dear Hiyuki!?" "Are you that hungry, Your Majesty? "No. Eh! If you see white rabbits in these strange spaces, you're definitely a key person, so why don't you go after them? It's not good! "- Really? "That's what I'm talking about. Mostly, there would be rabbits that suddenly appeared where there was nothing, or so much for frigidity. There's definitely something going on! Suing him like that on top of each other, Fiore became half-hearted and Mr. Meer looked so much like him. Together with the two of us who got really serious, we chased a white rabbit running through the meadows and flower gardens, and like when Cinderella was going to tongle from the ballroom, we all lifted up our long skirts and ran with both hands. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Welcome to the village of Aland" "... Um, what country is this village in? "Welcome to the village of Aland" "So I suddenly felt like I warped from the meadows and flower gardens, what structure is it? "It's a beautiful day, isn't it? ......... He was chasing a white rabbit, and when he noticed, there was a medium-sized village surrounded by wooden fences and dirt walls in front of him. I was at the entrance, I spoke to a gatekeeper like a fully-armed castle guard on a full plate, and whatever I heard, I only get Temple's answer back. "... in the meantime, why don't you slash it to see if it's human" I swung the "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)" out to see if there was any contents, and I am seized by Mr. Meer and Fiore, who panicked. If it's true, there's no way these two can contain me, but I can't shake it off the way I think because of the weakening. "Fair enough, Your Majesty. Let's hold this place down and go inside." "Oh, yeah. Besides, I think" Arando Village "is a village that has something to do with the master. Look, clues." That's how they say they're making noise in front of the gate, but the gatekeeper doesn't even move with Pickle. Feeling somewhat ridiculed, I set foot in this village - with the same surname as Joey - to the village of Arland, after a long time of "Sinner of the Rose (Jill de Leye)". "I don't think so, but all residents don't have the same face or anything like Joey...? Look for the real thing. What if it was a system quiz? Groaning like that, Fiore and Meer also imagined it, groaning and sweating cold. That's how we cursorily moved on with our heavy footsteps.
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ไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏใฉใ†ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๆญดๅฒไธŠใ€ๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผใจ็ท‹้›ชใจใฏใ€็”Ÿใ‚‚้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผใฎ็ง็š„ใชๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎๆ–ญ็‰‡ใ‚„ใ€ๆ—ฅ่จ˜ใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใซโ€œ้บ—ใ—ใ่–”่–‡ใฎๅงซๅ›โ€ใ‚’ๆ‹็„ฆใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹่จ˜่ผ‰ใŒๆ•ฃ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅพŒๅนดใ€ๆญดๅฒๅฎถใฎ้–“ใงใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š้žๅ…ฌๅผไผš่ซ‡ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ“ใฎ้–“ใซๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชไบคๆตใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใชใฉ่ซธ่ชฌ็ด›็ณพใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅŽŸๅ› ใจใ‚‚ใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ๅพŒไธ–ใฎไบบ้–“ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ„ใพ็พๅœจใ€ไธ€็•ช้ ญใ‚’ๆ‚ฉใพใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ้žๅ…ฌๅผใ€Žๅคงๅทจ้ ญไผš่ญฐใ€ใฎๅ ดใ‚’่จญๅ–ถใ—ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šไป•ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใปใผ้–“้•ใ„ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซไผšๅ ดใฎๅธญใฏใ€Žๅทใ€ใฎๅญ—ๅž‹ใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใซไบ’ใ„้•ใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใฎ้ซ˜ๅฎ˜ใŒไธฆใณใ€ๅทฆ็ซฏใซ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎ้ซ˜ไฝ็ฅžๅฎ˜ไธ€ๅŒใŒใ€ๅณ็ซฏใซ ใจใฎ็›ดๆŽฅๅฏพ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆ‹’ใ‚“ใ ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅค‰ๅ‰‡็š„ใชไผš่ญฐใฎๅธญๆฌกใจใชใฃใŸๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅŒใ˜้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅซŒใงใ‚‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๅงฟใฏ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใŒใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅธๅ›ฝๅดไปฅๅค–ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซ็„ก่ฆ–ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚่พผใฟใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น่‡ช็”ฑๅŒ็›Ÿๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใŸใกใฏ่ฆชใฎไป‡ใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใง็จใฟใคใ‘ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ฎใ‚นใ‚ฎใ‚นใ—ใŸ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎไธญใ€‚ๅ ดใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ€Žๅทใ€ใฎไธญๅฟƒ้ƒจใฎไธŠๅบงใ€ไพๅพ“้•ทใจๅ…ฑใซ้›ขใ‚Œใฆ้ƒจๅฑ‹ๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ›ใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใซใคใ„ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ„›ๅฌŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใพใใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎไธŠๅบงใซๅบงใฃใŸๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผใฏใ€้ญ‚ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ๅฏพ้ขใซๅบงใฃใŸ็ท‹้›ชใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็ท‹้›ชใง(ไบบใฎๆ‚ชใ„)ๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงใ“ใฎ่Œถ็•ชใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใง็™บ็”Ÿไธญใฎๅธ่ก€้ฌผๅคงๅข—ๆฎ–ไบ‹ไปถใงใ™ใŒใ€็พ็Šถใ€ๅŒ้ ˜ๅ†…ใฎ็”Ÿๅญ˜่€…ใฏ็ตถๆœ›็š„ใจ่ฆ‹ใชใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๆฎฒๆป…ใฎ็‚บไธ‰ใƒถๅ›ฝ้€ฃๅˆ่ปใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅพ…ใกใŸใพใˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใใพใงๆˆ‘ใŒๅ›ฝไธปๅฐŽใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ฌฌไบŒๆฌก้ ๅพ่ปใฎๆ”ฏๆดไผš่ญฐใจๆ˜Ž่จ€ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎ็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎๆžขๆฉŸๅฟใฎไธ€ไบบใŒๅพ…ใฃใŸใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ›ใ„ใœใ„็ฌฌไบŒๆฌกๆ•—ๆฎ‹่ปใจใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ€ ใ™ใ‹ใ•ใšใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใฎๅฃฐใŒ้ฃ›ใถใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌ็›ฎๅ…ƒใ‚’ใฒใใคใ‹ใ›ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€็™บ่จ€ใ—ใŸๆžขๆฉŸๅฟใฏ่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ็งฐใซใคใ„ใฆใฏไปŠ็พๅœจใฏใ‚ใใพใงไปฎใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ฌๅผใชใƒขใƒŽใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€็š†ๆง˜ๆ–นใŒใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ผ็งฐใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅนฒๆธ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ€Žๅฅฝใใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใจๅ„่‡ชใฎ่ฃ้‡ใซไปปใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใใฎ็ฌฌไบŒๆฌก้ ๅพ่ปใฎ่ฆๆจกใซใคใ„ใฆใ ใŒใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒ่–ๆ•™ใจใ—ใฆใฏ10ไธ‡่ฆๆจกใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’ไบˆๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใใ€Ž็ฌฌไบŒๆฌก้ ๅพ่ปใ€ใจใ€Ž10ไธ‡ใ€ใ‚’ๅผท่ชฟใ™ใ‚‹่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ€‚ ๅ็งฐใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใ10ไธ‡ใจใ„ใ†ๆ•ฐใซใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใจใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นๅดๅŒๆ–นใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซไผš่ญฐๅ ดใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ‹ใ”ไธๅฏฉใช็‚นใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใๆฐดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธๅฏฉใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€ๅ›็ญ‰ใฏไฝ•ใจๆˆฆใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆป…ไบกใ•ใ›ใŸๅธ่ก€้ฌผใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใŸใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใจใใฎๅ‚€ๅ„กใจใ—ใฆๅธ่ก€้ฌผใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ƒใƒฆใƒผใ‚นๅคงๅ…ฌๅ›ฝใฎไฝไบบใŸใกใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใใฎๆ•ฐใฏๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚50~60ไธ‡ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ๅˆๆˆ็ฃ ใฏใ‚?ใจใ„ใ†็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒไผš่ญฐๅฎคๅ…จไฝ“ใซๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ”ฏไธ€ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ ใ‘ใŒ็ท‹้›ชใฎ้Š€ใฎ้ˆดใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆถผใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅฃฐใ‚’่ดใ„ใฆใ€็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›็†ฑใ„่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ฉฑใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏใ€ใ„ใ•ใ•ใ‹็–‘ๅ•ใŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ–นใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใชใซใ‹ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„่›‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅทจๅคงใช้ญ”็‰ฉใฎใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆŸณ็œ‰ใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใฆใฎ็ขบ่ชใซใ€ๅธๅ›ฝใƒป่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ„ใšใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธ€้ƒจ้ซ˜ๅฎ˜ใจ่ซœๅ ฑ้ƒจ้–€ๅŠใณ่ป้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใŒใ€ใฏใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใง่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไบคๆ›ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใใฃใกใงใ‚‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€‚ใใ†ใใ„ใคใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฎŸไฝ“ใฏๅธ่ก€้ฌผไบ‹ไปถใฎ้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใŒใ€่‡ช่บซใฎ็œทๅฑžใ‚„ใใ‚Œใซ้กžใ™ใ‚‹็”Ÿๅ‘ฝไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸๅˆๆˆ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใใ„ใคใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซไป–ใฎๅธ่ก€้ฌผใ‚’ๅŒไธ€ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€็พๅœจๅŒ—่ฅฟๅ›ฝๅขƒ็ทšๅœฐๅธฏใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ้€ฒ่กŒไธญใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใ€ๆ•ตใฏๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ใจใ‚ใฎๅทจๅคงใช ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใฎใ‹!?ใ€ใ€Œไฟ„ใ‹ใซใฏไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๅ ฑๅ‘Šใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚!ใ€็ญ‰ใจๅฐๅฃฐใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅ›ฝใฎ้ซ˜ๅฎ˜ใŸใกๆ–นใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใ€็„ก่จ€ใงๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๆ–นใงใ‚‚ๆœช็ขบ่ชใงใ™ใ€ใจไปฃ่กจใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ไพๅพ“้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€่ช ใซๅคฑ็คผใช่ณชๅ•ใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏ็ขบใ‹ใชใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ”ใ‚ทใฃ!! ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€็ท‹้›ชใฎ้šฃใซๅบงใ‚‹ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใฎๅฃใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆไธ€ๆกใฎไบ€่ฃ‚ใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๅงซๆง˜ใฎใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใช?ใ€ ้–ขไฟ‚่€…ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็–‘ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไบ‹ๅฎŸใจใ—ใฆ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚‚ใฎใจใ—ใฆไธ็ขบๅฎŸใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใ€ๅ…ตใ‚’ๆญปๅœฐใซ้€ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฏใพใฃใŸใๆ€ฏใ‚“ใ ๆง˜ๅญใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅคงๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฎŸ่ณชๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‹็Ž‹่€…ใฎ้ขจๆ ผ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใใกใ‚“ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไฟกๆกใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸ่€…ใฎ่ฟทใ„ใฎใชใ„็žณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€ใจไธๅฟซใใ†ใซ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็Ÿ›ใ‚’ๅŽใ‚ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใชใ‚Šใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†โ€•โ€•ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซใ€่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ท‹้›ชใŒ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅฝ“็„ถใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฎๅ‡บๆ‰€ใฏ็ง้”่‡ช่บซใŒ็›ดๆŽฅๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใฆใ€่งฃๆžใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้–“้•ใ„ใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใจ็ขบ่ชๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏใ“ใฎไผš่ญฐใฎๅ‰ใฎๅŠๆ—ฅใปใฉๅ‰ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใชใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใช็Šถๆณใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ๅถ็„ถใฎๆŽฅ่งฆใ€‚่‚ฅๅคงๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใใฎๅงฟใ€‚่‰ๆœจใ‚„ๅคงๅœฐใ€ๅ…‰ใ™ใ‚‰ๅ–ฐใ„ๅฐฝใใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้€ฒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใจๅ‡บ้›ฒใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€‚ๆ–ƒใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšๅพฉๆดปใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ใใฎๅพฉๅ…ƒๅŠ›ใจ้ฃฝใใชใ้ฃขใˆใ€‚้ญ”็œผใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ‹˜ๆŸใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจๅˆ†ๆžใ•ใ›ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎๆŽฅ่งฆใฎไปถใฏๅˆฅใซใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ใคใถใ•ใซ่ชžใฃใŸใ€‚ ไผš่ญฐๅฎคใซใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใจใฏๆฏ”ใน็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„้ฉšๆ„•ใจ็ทŠๅผตใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅธ่ก€้ฌผใ‚’ๆๆ–™ใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅพ…ใฆ็›ฎๆจ™ใŒ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€้€†ใซไธ€็ถฒๆ‰“ๅฐฝใซใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ€‚็ทšใงใฎๅˆถๅœงใŒ้ขใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใžใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๅ›ฐ้›ฃใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ่ณช้‡ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ณช้‡ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฏใ€ๅพฉๅ…ƒๅŠ›ใ ใ‚ใ†โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’......ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ—ฉใ„ๆฎต้šŽใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ขบๅฎŸใซๅง‹ๆœซใงใใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆƒ…ๅ ฑ็ฎกๅˆถใŒ่ฃ็›ฎใซๅ‡บใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๆททๆฒŒใŸใ‚‹ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใŒไผš่ญฐๅฎคๅ…จไฝ“ใซ้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฉใกใ‚‰ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใŸใ‚ๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซ่ชฐใซใจใ‚‚ใชใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใ“ใจใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจ็š†ๆง˜ใ‚’ๆ‹›ใ„ใฆใ“ใฎไผš่ญฐใ‚’้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ—ใŸๅ‹•ๆฉŸใฏใ€ๅธ่ก€้ฌผๅŒ–ใ—ใŸไบบใ€…ใจใฏๅˆฅใซใ€ๅทจๅคงใช้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๆ•ตใฎๆ‰‹้ง’ใจใ—ใฆๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ็ขบ่ชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎ็พคใ‚Œ็จ‹ๅบฆใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใฎๆถˆ่€—ๆˆฆใ‚’่กŒใˆใฐ็ขบๅฎŸใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒๅ‹ใค็›ฎ็ฎ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒ่จˆ็ฎ—ๅค–ใฎๆ€ช็‰ฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚โ€•โ€•ใ€ ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚’ๅฃŠๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ่„…ๅจใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ—ฉๆ™ฉใ€้˜ฒ่ก›็ทšใ‚’็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใฎๅฏพ็ญ–ไผš่ญฐใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚’ๅฃŠๆป…ใ€ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใงใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใ€ๅ้งใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ๅปบ่จญ็š„ใชๆ„่ฆ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ†ใ„่ขซใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใฎๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใชๆ•ฐๅ€คใจ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎๆ•ฐใ€…ใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฎๆƒณๅƒใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซไธŠๅ›žใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ™ในใใ ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€็งใซ่žใใฎ?ใ€ ้–ขไฟ‚่€…โ€•โ€•ใใฎ้ ‚็‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„ๅŒๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่–ๆ•™้–ขไฟ‚่€…ใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฏ็ฅžใซ่ƒŒใ็•ฐ็ซฏใฎใƒขใƒŽใจใ—ใฆๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅธๅ›ฝใƒป่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅ…ฑๅŒ่ปใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ‚’่กจๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„(่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใŒๅ…ฑๅŒๅ็พฉใงใฎๆดพๅ…ตใซๆ–ญๅ›บใŸใ‚‹ๆ‹’ๅฆใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๅŸทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚)็พๅœจใ€้€ฃๅˆ่ปใฎไปŠๅพŒใฎ่ถจๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅ ใ†ไผš่ญฐใฎๅธญใงใ€ใใ‚Œใซๆ„่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉ่Œถ็•ชใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅตใพใฃใŸใ€ๅ™ด้ฃฏใ‚‚ใฎใฎๆๆกˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ......ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€้€†ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒใใ‚Œใปใฉ้€ผ่ฟซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้š›ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚„ใใฎไป–ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใฆใ€ใœใฒใ”ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใŠ่žใ‹ใ›้ก˜ใ„ใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚็›ดๆŽฅใ€ไปถใฎ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ็†ฑๆ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใฏใ€ๅ ดใฎไธญๅฟƒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ฅžๆ•ตใŸใ‚‹้ญ”็‰ฉใฎ้ ญ้ ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€่ป’ไธฆใฟๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใ‹ใถใ‚Šใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ท‹้›ชใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‚’่ฆ–็ทšใงๅ˜—ใ‚ๅ›žใ™ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚งใƒซใƒŠใƒผๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใฏๅˆฅใซใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€็ท‹้›ชใฏ็‰นใซๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎ่ชฟๅญใ‚’ๅดฉใ™ใ“ใจใชใใ€้ฃ„ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็น‹ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ†ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใƒ™ใƒผใ‚นใชใฎใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚่–ๅ…‰ใŒๅผฑ็‚นใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎ่งฃๆžๆ‹…ๅฝ“่€…ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅคง่ฆๆจก้ญ”่ก“ใงไธญ้€”ๅŠ็ซฏใชใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ€ๅญฆ็ฟ’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใกใพใกใพใจ็‰ฉ็†ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚„่–ๅ…‰ใงๅ‰Šใฃใฆใ„ใๆ–นใŒๆœ‰ๅŠนใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅคง่ฆๆจก้ญ”่ก“ใ‚‚ๆœ‰ๅŠนใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใใจ้ญ”็œผใงๆ“ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”็œผใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใชใ„ใจ็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚็…™ๅน•ใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅกžใ’ใฐ้˜ฒใใ“ใจใฏๅฎนๆ˜“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅกžใ„ใ ๅฝขใง่–ๅ…‰ใฎ้€ฃๅฐ„ใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ๅฎšใฎๆฐดๆบ–ใพใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ‰ŠใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ—ใฆๅคง่ฆๆจก้ญ”่ก“ใงไธ€ๆŽƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚ŠใŒ็พๅฎŸ็š„ใชๅฏพๅฟœใ‹ใชใ€ ใฎใ”ๅŠฉๅŠ›ใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไธๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒไปฅไธŠใฎ็ซๅŠ›ใฎๅฝ“ใฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ๅธๅ›ฝใƒป่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใจใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฝ“ใฆใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅดใซใฏๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆœญใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ในใใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅฝผใฎใŠๆ–นใŒไป‹ๅ…ฅใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒๆ˜Ž่จ€ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ใ“ใฎใŸใ‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฟธๆ€ฉใŸใ‚‹ๆ€ใ„ใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใซๆฒˆ้ป™ใงๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚่†ใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใฆๅงซ้™›ไธ‹ใซๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใใฎ็‚บใฎๆกไปถใ‚„ๅฏพๅฟœใซใคใ„ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€‚็š†ๆง˜ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใŒไผš่ญฐๅฎคๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅธๅ›ฝใ€่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚็•ฐ่ซ–ใฎๅฃฐใฏไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
Even though unofficially..., officially, Pope Werner of the Eon Holy King King visited Argentina, the capital of the Gravior Empire, where the emperor took a trip to the Anglican Archdiocese of Argentina to make a tribute visit (regardless of national power. From the standpoint, it is customary to take a leg from the emperor, since he will be Archpope โ‰ฅ Emperor. Exactly at this time the emperor himself visited). Aeon Holy Kingdoms officials were visiting the Royal Palace in the afternoon in the form of inviting the Archpope to dinner that night. And at the same time, Levan, the Allied Leader of the Free Alliance of Cres, is about to publicly declare that the former Empress Oriana of the Grawior Empire (commonly known as the "Empress of Suzuran"), in a remote palace within the Royal Palace, became close at the seat of the last territorial negotiations... And there are many testimonies left that the glowing brunette beauty princess, dressed in a luxurious rose dress named after her associate, was visiting privately. But officially, there are no such amazing events as the same day, when Pope Werner of the Holy King Aeon, an enemy of the same royal palace, and the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson and Princess Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) stayed within the same royal palace. Not to mention the fact that the heavens and the earth could not be torn apart, such as these two exchanged words face-to-face. Whatever the facts, in history, Archpope Werner and Scarlet Snow have never faced each other in their entire lives, but for some reason, fragments of Werner's private letters and the inscription of โ€œPrincess of the Reiki Roseโ€ being scorched there in the diary were scattered, which in later years also caused mythological controversy among historians, such as "Weren't there still informal talks" and "No, more stepping in to create a personal exchange between these two". Well, not to mention future generations of humans. There was almost no mistake that the most troubling thing right now is Princess Oriana, who is setting up and partitioning this informal 'Three Big Meetings of the Continent' venue. Incidentally, the seats at the venue are arranged in the shape of a 'river', in a way that makes them different from each other in the centre, lined up by high-ranking officials of the Empire, together with high-ranking clerics of the Holy King at the left edge, with representatives of the Crimson Empire of Crimson and the Free Alliance of Cres at the right edge. It was up to the Holy King, for one, to become the seat of such an unusual meeting because of his refusal to engage in direct dialogue with the Crimson of the Crimson Empire. Of course, we are in the same room, so we don't like each other's appearance. But the Holy King's side thoroughly decided to ignore it as something that does not exist except entirely on the imperial side, which the representatives of the Free Alliance of Cress saw with the same eyes as they saw with their parents' revenge, and the Crimson side of the Crimson Empire, unlike the pose on the Holy King's side, was heartfelt. Like desks and chairs, everyone on this occasion seemed bored with the perception that it was part of the landscape, which had the result of leaking a lack and igniting the inner anger on the Holy King's side. In such a giddy atmosphere. As he took up the field, Princess Oriana, sitting in a position where she could see the whole room away with the superior of the centre of the 'river', the chief squire, smiled and waved her love, and Archpope Werner, sitting on the seat of the Holy Kingdom, gazed at the scarlet snow sitting opposite him, with a soulful face, and scarlet snow watched this farce farce with a (man's bad) full grin. "Now, this is a vampire outbreak in the Grand Duchy of Youth, but as it stands, the survivors of the same territory see it as hopeless, by the coalition of three nations for annihilation." "Wait. I just want you to make it clear that this is our country-led Second Expeditionary Army Support Conference." One of the Cardinals of the Holy Kingdom quickly waits for the statement of the Empress Oriana. "- Hmm. It's like not becoming a second defeated army at best." Even a mockery flies from the side of Cress, but I just let it catch my eye for a moment, and the Cardinal who spoke pretends not to hear me. "Now that the name is only tentative and not official, I'm not going to interfere with it, no matter what you call it." I left it to Oriana's discretion to "do as she pleases" with ease. "Hmm. Well, about the size of that Second Expeditionary Force. As for my ecclesiastical religion, I plan to have , troops." The Holy Kingdom emphasises the 'Second Expeditionary Army' and '100,000' with subtlety. Regardless of the number of 100,000, both the Empire and the Cress side made simultaneous remarks. On the side of the Holy King, who looks over the conference hall with satisfaction, but notices the eyes of the Lord of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson looking at the abalone, he flashed his face. "- Your Highness. Do you have any questions? Oriana noticed that, too, and turned to the water subtly. "I mean suspicious... what are you guys going to fight in the first place? "It is, of course, the vampire who destroyed the Grand Duchy of Youth" "Specifically? "Are you the former inhabitants of the Grand Duchy of Youth who were made vampires by the murderous vampires and their puppets? That number seems to exist for at least 500,000 to 600,000." Scarlet snow shrugging her shoulders with a sigh to that word. "It's made of synthetic beast (chimera) material, and it's gone." Huh? The air flowed throughout the conference room. The only time Archpope Werner listened to the cool voice that rang the silver bell of Scarlet Snow, sending his eyes shining and a hot gaze, but listening to the content of the story was where no doubt arose. Meanwhile, I guess Oriana has something on her mind. "Your Majesty. Is that" Synthetic Beast (Chimera) "and what if it's a giant demon like a snake? To confirm the confirmation, both the Empire and the Holy Kingdoms exchanged sights with some high-ranking officials and intelligence and military officials with a stiff face. "- Hmm. Looks like you still had the information. Yeah, that's him. The entity is a synthetic organism created by the mastermind of a vampire case, taking in his own family and similar life forms, though. That he's completely assimilating other vampires and is currently on his way to the Northwest Frontier Zone. So the only enemies are the vampire's best balls and that giant synthetic beast (chimera)." "Is it true!?" "I can't believe it's Russia" "Such reports come from nowhere!" From the side of the Holy King, who exchanges words with others in a low voice, he turns his gaze back to the senior officials of his country and replies on behalf of "we have not confirmed" to Oriana, who asks silently. "... Your Highness, if I may ask you a rude question, is that information certain? Pisces!! At that moment, from the feet of heaven sitting next to Scarlet Snow, a crack ran against the wall behind him. "Are you going to pin your doubts on my princess's words? Everyone but the Accompanying Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson loses color to unkiller, rather pale, lifelong words. "I'm not doubting it. I just want to confirm it as a fact if it is. We can't send soldiers to their dead places with uncertain information as something that stands above them." But the Empress Oriana looked back into the eyes of heaven, not at all frightened. He was the unmistakable eye of one who had his creed properly rather than the style of the king who pulled the great power substantially...... "Hmm," he snorts uncomfortably - still seeing where he got the spear, I guess he admitted his opponent's point - sidelined the heavens, and Scarlet Snow continued with a bitter smile. "Well, of course I doubt it, but we made no mistake about the source of the information because we made direct contact with ourselves and analyzed it. The confirmation time is about half a day before this meeting." Then I say the specific situation. Accidental contact. The appearance of enlarged. How it progresses while eating up grass, earth, and even light. Attacks by heaven and clouds. That he was resurrected indestructibly. Its resilience and tireless hunger. restraint by the demonic eye. I told him that Scarlet Snow had made him analyze what he saw for himself - apart from the contact with Mr. Shima - and crushed it. Unparalleled consternation and tension run into the conference room. "A synthetic beast (chimera) made of vampires!?" "No, wait. If your goals are focused, can you do the opposite? "Don't be stupid. The control on the line has turned to the surface, how difficult this is! "How do you deal with so much mass in the first place..." "The problem over mass would be resilience -" "Totally, extra hand..." "But at an earlier stage, couldn't we have definitely ended it? "The fact that information control is behind it..." More chaotic blurring flies across the conference room. "- Either way" Oriana said to no one in a sigh mix. "It doesn't change what you have to do. The motive for originally inviting you to hold this meeting was due to the confirmation that, apart from vampired people, giant demons exist as enemy pawns. Honestly, if it was to the extent of a swarm of vampires, if we took the time to wage a war of attrition, this one was definitely worth winning. But the uncounted monster, that too..." Cut the words and look at the side of the Holy King. "If the threat is enough to devastate the Cathedral Crusaders, it is visible that sooner or later, the defensive line will be broken. That's why it was a countermeasure meeting." In the part "Destroying the Cathedral Crusaders", the Holy King's side frowned simultaneously and opened his mouth to refute it, but decided that it would not be a constructive opinion anyway, so that it could be covered up and Oriana continued her words. "But many of the specific figures and abilities of synthetic beasts (chimeras) that His Majesty has just heard from us far exceed our imagination. Your Highness, how do you think we should deal with this? Scarlet Snow with her gaze pointed and a bitter smile. "- Is that what you ask me? Officials of the Crimson Imperial Crimson, a crimson empire that should not be officially on this occasion - its culmination - not to mention for ecclesiastical officials present, are opponents who deny their existence as heretical objects that are inherently contrary to God. Furthermore, it has not expressed its participation in the Joint Imperial/Holy Kingdoms Army (because the Holy Kingdoms are adamantly refusing to march in the joint name). At present, the farce, such as to express an opinion on it, would also be here at the table of the conference occupying the future trend of the coalition forces, would be an excellent proposal for a spray. ... On the contrary, I'd say things are so pressing. "At this time, aside from each other's positions and others, we'd love to hear from you. At least you were the only one who fought and survived directly with the synthetic beast." "Well, fine." Scarlet snow gently shrugs her shoulders in the words of an enthusiastic Oriana. On the part of the Holy King, is it not interesting that it is Scarlet Snow, the head of the divine enemy demon, who is at the center of the venue, the sinister face of the house?... aside from Archpope Werner, who gazes around the whole body of scarlet snow like a bump. It's unclear whether he noticed or ignored it around there, but Scarlet Snow connected the words in a floating tone, without particularly breaking his usual tone. "When it comes to eating energy, it doesn't change that it's a vampire base. Our analyst also says it doesn't change that Holy Light is weakened. It would be more effective to do halfway damage with massive magic poorly and scrape it with immediate physical attacks and holy light than to be learned. If you do some damage and shred your energy, this massive magic will also work." "But when you approach it, you risk being manipulated by the devil's eye? Oriana says. "Because a demon eye is pointless if you don't recognize the other person. It's easy to prevent it if you put up a smokescreen and block your sight. So put in this gesture and sweep it up with massive sorcery, at some distance, where you have cut off the energy of your opponent with a series of holy lights in a way that blocks your vision and sharpens the power of your opponent to a certain level. I wonder if this area is a realistic response." "I see. Is it still impossible without the help of the Crimson Imperial Empire..." "Well, if you have more fire than we do, I think you should use that one? Neither the Empire nor the Holy Kingdom can count on that. No, there is something on the part of the Holy King that should also be called a trump card, but this time it is made clear that he will not intervene. And in conjunction with the Crimson Imperial Crimson of the Crimson Empire, instructions have also been given. ............ Even for this reason, I had no choice but to respond in silence to Oriana's questionable gaze. "Then you'll have to break your knees and ask Her Majesty for help even this one. I would like to discuss the terms and conditions for doing so. May I, ladies and gentlemen? Princess Oriana looks around the entire conference room and asks. No objections were raised from the Empire, the Holy Kingdom or Cres either.
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ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๅ…ฑๅ’Œๅ›ฝๆœ€ๅคงใฎ่ฒฟๆ˜“ๆธฏใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๆธฏๆนพ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใฏ่ณ‘ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงๅฐๆง˜ใ€…ใช่ˆนโ€•โ€•ๅ•†่ˆนใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅคงๅž‹ๅธ†่ˆนใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‹ๆฌ็”จใฎใ‚ฌใƒฌใƒผ่ˆนใ€่ˆนไฝ“ใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‚’้‰„ๆฟใง่ฃœๅผทใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ป่‰ฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹โ€•โ€•ใŒใฒใ—ใ‚ใใ€ๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹่ˆนใฎ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ ็€ๅฒธใ—ใŸไธญๅž‹่ˆนใซๆฟใฎๆธกใ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ใใฎไธŠใ‚’่ท็‰ฉ้‹ใณใฎๆตทใฎ็”ท้”ใŒ่กŒใไบคใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๆธฏใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ‚Œใชใ„ๅคงๅž‹่ˆนใซใฏใ€ๅฐๅž‹่ˆนใŒๆŽฅ่ˆทใ—ใฆ่ท็‰ฉใ‚„ๅฎขใฎ้‹ๆฌใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆŒจๆ‹ถใจๅจๅ‹ขใฎใ„ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ๆธฏใฎ่ณ‘ใ‚ใ„ใฏๆตท้ขจใซไน—ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผๅธ‚ๅ…จไฝ“ใซไผใ‚ใฃใฆ็”Ÿใ็”Ÿใใจใ—ใŸ้ผ“ๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅˆปใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆธฏใซ็จ‹่ฟ‘ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใช้ฃŸๅ ‚ใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏใ„ใพๆˆฆๅ ดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€3็•ชใ•ใ‚“ๅนณ็›ฎใฎ็™ฝใƒฏใ‚คใƒณ่’ธใ—่ฟฝๅŠ ใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€ๅ…ˆใซใ“ใฎ้’้ญšใฎใƒใƒผใ‚บ็„ผใใŒ็„ผใใ‚ใŒใฃใŸใ‚‰่ชฟ็†ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ไฝฟใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๅค–ใซไธ€ๆฏไธฆใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆใ€ๆๆ–™ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ‚จใƒ—ใƒญใƒณใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€้€”็ซฏใซไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅธ‚ๅ ดใซ่ฒทใ„ใซ่กŒใใช! ใพใฃใŸใใ€็”ทใฃใฆใฎใฏใ€ใ†ใกใฎไบญไธปใจๅŒใ˜ใงๆฐ—ใŒๅˆฉใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใˆใƒผใจใ€ใชใซ่ฒทใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†! ใƒ’ใƒฆใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ่žใใชใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ€ ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็†ไธๅฐฝใชๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฆๆฑ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ้›จใซๆ‰“ใŸใ‚ŒใŸๅญ็ŠฌใฟใŸใ„ใช็›ฎใงใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซ่จดใˆใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€็™ฝ่บซ้ญš...ใˆใƒผใจใ€ๅนณ็›ฎใจใ‚ใจๆทก็™ฝใช่บซใฎๅคงๅž‹้ญšใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจๅญฃ็ฏ€ๆŸ„ใ€้ฆ™่‰็„ผใใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฆ™่‰ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใจ็จฎ้กžใฏไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆตท่€ใ€ใใ‚Œใจ่ฒ้กžใ‚‚ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ๅŒนใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใŒไบบๆ•ฐ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณ?! ใใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใช! ใ‚ใจใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใจ็ซ้…’ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ใใฃใกใ‚‚่ฟฝๅŠ ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„...ใ‚ใฎใ€ๅธ‚ๅ ดใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€้…’ๅฑ‹ใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฎ้ ญใฏๅธฝๅญใฎๅฐใ‹ใ„?! ใใฎๅฃใฏ้ฃพใ‚Šใ‹ใ„!? ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใใ‚ƒ่žใใ‚ƒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆœจ่ฃฝใฎใŠ็›†ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒผใƒณใจๅฉใๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ธใƒฃใƒฉใจไฝ•ๆžšใ‹็กฌ่ฒจใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๆกใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚็—›ใฃใ€‚......ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่กŒใฃใฆใใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ้“่‰ๅ–ฐใ†ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค•ๆ–นใฎๆ›ธใๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ™‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ!ใ€ ๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใซ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใฃใฆใ€ๆ–™็†ใฎ็ถšใใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบๆ•ฐใŒไบบๆ•ฐใชใฎใงใ€ไผ‘ใ‚€ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใ„......ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ ใพใ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค•้ฃŸๆ™‚ใฎๅ–ถๆฅญใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆฐ—ๅˆใ‚‚ๆ–ฐใŸใซๆกใฃใŸๅŒ…ไธใงใ€ไธ‹ใ”ใ—ใ‚‰ใˆใฎ็‚บใซ้ญšใฎ้ฑ—ใ‚’้ป™ใ€…ใจๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‘ใƒณใซใ‚ชใƒชใƒผใƒ–ใ‚ชใ‚คใƒซใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ๅนณ็›ฎใ‚’็„ผใใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฃ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆ็ซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใ—ใฆไฝ™็†ฑใง็„ผใ„ใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‡? ใชใ‚“ใง็งใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆ–™็†ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†......?ใ€ ใตใจใ€ๆญฃๆฐ—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใชใŒใ‚‰็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ๅคงใใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใกใ‚ƒใ‚“! ใƒ›ใƒญใƒญ่ฒใฎใƒ‘ใ‚นใ‚ฟๆณจๆ–‡ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ˆ! ใ‚ใจใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎ3็•ชใ•ใ‚“ๅนณ็›ฎใฎ็™ฝใƒฏใ‚คใƒณ่’ธใ—ใงใใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใพใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆ–™็†ใ‚’ใŠ็šฟใซ่ผ‰ใ›ใฆใ€ๅŽจๆˆฟใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใซๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃ!!!!ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅบ—ๅ†…ๅŠใณๅ‡บๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใซไธฆใ‚“ใงๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ—ฅใซ็„ผใ‘ใŸ็”ท้”ใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆญ“ๅฃฐใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ“ใฃใกใฏใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไธ€็žฌๅ‰ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸ็–‘ๅ•ใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใ€ๅ†ใณๅŽจๆˆฟใธใจๆˆปใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚...ใ‚ใ‚ŠใฎใพใพไปŠ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่ฉฑใ™ใœ! ใ€Œ้ฃŸไบ‹ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใฆใ€ไปฃ้‡‘ใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใฆๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใฎใพใซใ‹ๅŽจๆˆฟใงๆ–™็†ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ ใช...ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใƒผใจๆ€ใ†ใŒ ็งใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใƒปใƒปใƒป ้ ญใŒใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใƒปใƒปใƒป ใƒใ‚คใƒˆใจใ‹ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ ใจใ‹ ใใ‚“ใชใƒใƒฃใƒใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ–ญใ˜ใฆใญใˆ ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ๅนฒ็‰ฉๅฅณๅญๅŠ›ใฎ็‰‡้ฑ—ใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใฃใŸใœใƒปใƒปใƒป ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๅคœใซใชใ‚Šๅบ—ใ˜ใพใ„ใ—ใŸๅบ—ๅ†…ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚็–ฒใ‚ŒใใฃใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใจๆค…ๅญใซๆŠ•ใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใพใพใ€ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใƒผ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใกใŠใ†......HPใฏๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œไธๆ€่ญฐใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงไฟบใ‚‰ใŒใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฅ‡้‡ใ ใญใ€‚็งใ‚‚็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซใ€ใฎใฃใใ‚Šใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใ€ๅฅฅใงไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅฃฒใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚’ใ€ใƒ›ใ‚ฏใƒ›ใ‚ฏ้ก”ใงๆ•ฐใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใ€้ฃฏใ‚’้ฃŸใ„็ต‚ใˆใฆๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้‡‘ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๅฃฐใŒใ—ใฆใ€ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆใ€ๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰็ช้€ฒใ—ใฆใใฆใ€ ๅœฐ้ณดใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Ÿณใจใ€ๅˆ‡็พฝ่ฉฐใฃใŸๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฝข็›ธใจๅทจไฝ“ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ้“ใ‚’่ญฒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใกใฎๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใŒ่…ฐใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใจ็ฝนใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใฎ่–ฌๅธซใ‚“ใจใ“่กŒใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎ้–“ใ€ๅบ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฆใŠใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใจไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅœŸ็…™ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ใŠๅฎขใ•ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใฆๆฅใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้š ๅฏ†้ƒจ้šŠใ‚„่ฆช่ก›้šŠใซๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใงใŠๅบ—ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใœใ‹้ ็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ้€š่กŒไบบใŒใ€ใ‚พใƒญใ‚พใƒญใจไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚„ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใซๅบงใฃใฆๆณจๆ–‡ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ๅŽจๆˆฟใซๆๆ–™ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ้ฉๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใฎๆ–™็†ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ๅ†’้™บ่€…ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใฎ้ ƒใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎใŠๅบ—ใงๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ตŒ้จ“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ็ตฆไป•ๅฝนใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆˆปใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ไธŠใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใŠๅฎขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใฆใ‚“ใฆใ“่ˆžใ„ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใปใจใ‚“ใฉๅฟ˜ๆˆ‘ใฎๅขƒๅœฐใงใŠๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ“ใ‚Œใงไธ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒ......ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅบ—ใฎ็น็››ๅ…ทๅˆใซ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใŸๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก”ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจๆ‚ชใฉใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ•ใ‹้€”ไธญใงๆŠ•ใ’ๅ‡บใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญ?!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ‰ใ‚นใฎๅˆฉใ„ใŸๅฃฐใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ๆƒใฃใฆ่ฅŸ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใฆๅบ—ใซๆˆปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็พๅœจใซ่‡ณใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใงๅคซๅฉฆๅ–งๅ˜ฉใฎใจใฐใฃใกใ‚Šใงใ€็ง้”ใŒใŠๅบ—ใฎๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใจใ‹ใ—ใชใใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œ่ซฆใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅคซๅฉฆๅ–งๅ˜ฉใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ•ใ€ใ„ใพใตใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่…ฐใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงใŠๅ‰ใŒๆฒปใ›ใฐใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ๅพŒๆ‚”ใฃใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€ŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚”ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพŒๆ‚”ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใš้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆš–็ฐพใ‚’ใ—ใพใฃใŸๅบ—ใฎๆ‰‰ใŒใ€ไนฑๆšดใซ่กจใ‹ใ‚‰้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅบ—ใ˜ใพใ„ใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ…ใ€ใ“ใ“ใ ใ“ใ“ใ ! ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใˆใ‚‰ใ„ๅˆฅๅฌชใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใฃใใ‚Š็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€4~5ไบบใฎ็”ท้”ใŒๅบ—ใฎไธญใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใพใ ๅฎตใฎๅฃใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ™ใงใซใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้…’ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅ…จๅ“ก้ก”ใŒ่ตคใ„ใ€‚ใพใ ่‹ฅใใฆใ€่บซใชใ‚Šใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใ็€ๅดฉใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€่’ใ‚“ใ ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ๅ …ๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ€ ็”ท้”ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจไธ€็ท’ใซๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€่ปฝใ็œ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎใพใพใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’่ƒŒไธญใซ้š ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“็”ทใฎๅญใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃ! ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒๅ‡„ใˆใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใ‚“ใชไธŠ็Ž‰่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใœใ€‚ใŠใ„ใ€ๅฅณใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๅธญใซใคใ„ใฆ้…Œใ‚’ใ—ใ‚! โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฐๆฑšใ„ๅบ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ“ใ‚้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใ„ใฆๆฅใ„!ใ€ ไธ‹็จฎใช็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸ็”ทใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ€Œใ†ใกใฎๅญใซใชใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„!ใ€ใจๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซใใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„้™คใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้ค“้ฌผใฃใ€‚ใใฎๅฅณใ‚’ๆธกใ›!ใ€ ๅ ‚ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸๆๅ–ใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚ใฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ŒๅซŒใชใ“ใฃใŸใ€ใจ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ค“้ฌผใŒ็ฒ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใช! ใคใพใ‚“ใญใˆๆฐๅฅฝใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€็—›ใ„็›ฎใซใ‚ใ†ใž!ใ€ (่ˆนไน—ใ‚ŠใŒไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใ€‚็Ÿญใ‚ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€Žใ‚ซใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใ€ใจๅ‘ผใถ)ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ๅบ—ใฎไธญใงๅ‰ฃใชใ‚“ใฆๆŠœใใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฑใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚Šใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงๅฟ ๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใš็”ทใŒๆ–ฌใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใˆ!ใ€ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅ …ๆฐ—ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰็”ทใฎๅฝข็›ธใจใ€ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซๆฐ—ๅœงใ•ใ‚Œใ€่Ž็ธฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ้“ใฎ ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๅบŠใซ่ฝใกใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹พใŠใ†ใจใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๅฑˆใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ็”ทใฎ้ก”้ขใซ่†่นดใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ๆˆธๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใธๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ็”ทใฎ้€ฒ่ทฏไธŠใซใ„ใŸใ€็”ทใฎไปฒ้–“ใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ็›ธใฎๆ‚ชใ„้€ฃไธญใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚‰ไปฒ้–“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใซใ€ ใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใฆใ€ๅ…ทๅˆใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ๆ„›็”จใฎ้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใฏ็ตฆไป•ใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅŽจๆˆฟใฎๅฅฅใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไปฃ็”จใงไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ€‚่ˆใ‚ใŸ็œŸไผผใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆ!ใ€ ็”ทใฎไปฒ้–“ใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ็ชใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใใฃใกใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏ็…ฉใ„ใƒใ‚จใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰•ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใญใˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ–ใใช! ๆญปใญใฃ!!ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ™ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๆŠ€ใจๅ‘ผในใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ดใƒ–ใƒชใƒณใฎๆ–นใŒใƒžใ‚ทใ ใชใ€ ็ฉบใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็ซฏ็š„ใซ่ฉ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใง ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽใฃ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใŠใ‹ใญใˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใถใฃๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๅบ—ๅ†…ใฎๆค…ๅญใ‚„ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’่นดใ‚Šๅ€’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸ็”ท้”ใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‰‹ไผใ†?ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญ่ถŠใ—ใซไธ€ๅฟœ่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰้š™ใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚“ใญใ‡ใ€ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ้ข็™ฝใใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ‹ๅผฑใ„ใŠๅงซๆง˜ๅฝนใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใฆใ€่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ€้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ้จ’ใŽใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡Žๆฌก้ฆฌใ‚‚็›ธๅฝ“ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅบ—ใฎๅค–ใฏใจใฃใทใ‚Šๆšฎใ‚ŒใŸ้—‡ใฎไธญใซๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ€ไบบใฃๅญไธ€ไบบ่ฆ—ใ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใ™ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ ใŠใใ‚‰ใ้Žไฟ่ญทใชไฟ่ญท่€…้”ใŒใชใซใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ™่จˆใชไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใพใŸไธ€ไบบไบบ็›ธใฎๆ‚ชใ„็”ทใŒใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๅฉใใฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅบ—ใฎๅค–ใธใจ่ปขใŒใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅฉใๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็”ทใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ้—‡ใŒใพใจใ‚ใ‚Šไป˜ใใ€ใ€Žใ‚ณใƒชใ‚ณใƒชใ‚ณใƒชใ‚ณใƒชใ€ใจไฝ•ใ‹ใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸณใŒใ€ๅพฎใ‹ใซ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใญใˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€ไบบใฏ่žใใŸใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅค–ใซๅ‡บใŸ3ไบบใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๅฐ‹ๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚‚ใ†็„ก็†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ2ไบบใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€่ปฝใ่ซ‹ใ‘่ฒ ใฃใฆใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซไธ€ไบบใ‚’่นดใ‚Šๅ€’ใ—ใ€ๅค–ใธๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ็”ทใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅฉใ่ฝใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้…”ใ„ใŒ้†’ใ‚ใŸ้ก”ใงใ€ใ ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚‰ใจ่„‚ๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใฎ้ฆ–็ญ‹ใซๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ๆฐ—่ฒ ใ„ใฎใชใ„่ชฟๅญใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ่žใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใŠ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ่ปฝใๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใฎๅฅ้—˜ใ‚’่ฎƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใ€ไฟบ้”ใซใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŸใ ใงๆธˆใ‚€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ไฟบใŸใกใ‚ƒใ€ๆณฃใๅญใ‚‚้ป™ใ‚‹ ใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงใตใฆใถใฆใ—ใ้–‹ใ็›ดใ‚‹็”ทใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจไบŒไบบใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ€Žใ ใžใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฆใƒŸใƒใ‚ณใชใฎใ‹ใƒคใƒžใƒใ‚ณใชใฎใ‹ใฉใฃใกใชใ‚ใ‘?] ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ๆตทใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจใ‚‚ๅฑฑใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใฏใ‹ใฐใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซ็„ฆใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ€็”ทใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ–šใใ€‚ ใฃใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅŒ—ๆ–นใฎใ‚ณใƒซใƒŒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ๆตท่ณŠๆง˜ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œๆตท่ณŠ!?ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใฎๅฃฐใŒๅ”ฑๅ’Œใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚‡ใ€ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ใƒ’ใƒฆใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ้จ’ใŽใ‚’ๅคงใใใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใงใŠใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ่ก€็›ธใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅฅฅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๅ‰ฃใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆตท่ณŠใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅ•†ๅฃฒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ™ใใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใŠใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใใฎใพใพๅŠ›ใฅใใงใ‚‚่ฟฝใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใใ†ใชๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ‡‡้ก˜ใซใ€ๆตท่ณŠใฎ็”ทใฏใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚Šใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็ง้”ใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใŠๅบ—ใจใฏ็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใฎไฝ™ๆ‰€่€…ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใชใซใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใใ‚Œใง้€šใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝ“ๅธ‚ใฎ่ก›ๅ…ตใ‚„ๅฝนไบบใซใงใ‚‚ใ”็›ธ่ซ‡ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€็ขบๅฎŸใซๅ‘ฝไปคใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......? ่ก›ๅ…ตใ‚„ๅฝนไบบใซๅ‘ฝไปคใฃใฆ......ใƒ’ใƒฆใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ„ใฃใŸใ„......?ใ€ ๅคงใใ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใซไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉใฏใ€Žใ†ใกใฎๅญใซใชใซใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ„ใ€ใจๅบ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ€ ๅค–ใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒ—ใƒญใƒณใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซ็ฝฎใใ€ๆตท่ณŠใฎ็”ทใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ๆ‰‹ใซ็ท ใ‚ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅบ—ใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใซใ‹่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใช้ก”ใฎๅฅณๅฐ†ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ„! ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใฏ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ›ใซใฏใใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Š่ฉณใ—ใ่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅ–šใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ‚คใƒฉใคใ„ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่กจใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฎ้€”็ซฏใ€็”ทใฎ้ก”ใŒๅผทๅผตใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ•ใ€‚ไป–ใฎไปฒ้–“ใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐใ€ใพใ ใ—ใ‚‚ๅ›ใฏๅนธ้‹ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅ†ท็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅคงใใๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ ็”ทใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹่ฆ‹ใ‚‹้’่คชใ‚ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใๅคงไบบใ—ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅˆฅ่˜ใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่กŒใ“ใ†ใœใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€ ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅ…ˆใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆ้€ฒใ‚€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คโ€•โ€•ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชโ€•โ€•ใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใๅฝขใงใ€ๅฐ่ตฐใซ่ฟฝใ„้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅ‘จใ‚Šใงใชใซใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏ้—‡ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใพใ ใพใ ๅฎตใฎๅฃใ ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€็ดฐใ„้€šใ‚Šใซใฏ็Œซใฎๅญไธ€ๅŒนใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒใƒฃใจๆธˆใพใ›ใชใ„ใจใญใ€ ๅŒๆ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใตใจใ€่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸ็ฉบใซใฏๅคงใใชๆบ€ๆœˆใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚
The port city of Quito, the largest trading port of the Amitian Republic, was busy. Ships of all sizes and sizes - from large sailboats like merchant ships, galley ships for transport, is it warships that reinforce all over the hull with iron plates? - hiss, the sound of the splashes (shivers) of the ships entering and leaving, the sounds of the flying seabirds, the sound of the masts raising and lowering the sails, are comfortably focused on the clear blue sky. Pass the boards to the landed medium-sized ship, over which the men of the sea carrying the luggage go. In addition, small vessels board large vessels unable to enter the port to carry luggage and passengers. Greetings to be exchanged and a good voice of prestige. The bustle of those harbors seemed to ride in the sea breeze and carve a lively heartbeat through the whole city of Quito. A small dining room in a corner as close to such a harbor. It was a battlefield now. "Hiyu-chan, you're adding flat-eyed steamed white wine! "Yes, yes, if this grilled green fish cheese is baked first, it will be cooked" Reply to the voice of the general's order (order) as she flies around the narrow store, swinging in the used frying pan. "- Um, ma'am, I'm still lined up outside for a drink, and I'm going to run out of ingredients." Joey, who hung an apron, looked back with a grumpy face as she hung her voice on the fearful general's back. "Then just go buy it at the market! Damn it, a man is just like our pawn owner, and he doesn't care." "... er, what should I buy you? "Mm-hmm. You can't possibly understand me! Ask Hiyu, Hiyu." Joey complains over here with her eyes like a puppy hit by rain at the request of a rather unreasonable general. "In the meantime, then, white fish... er, I wish I had a big fish with a flat eye and a pale body. I think it's okay to cook vanilla with seasonal patterns and herbs, and shrimp and seafood with anything else." "Okay. How many should I have? "Why did you confirm the number of people, Scapontan?! That's about it! We're going to run out of wine and spirits, and that's an extra one." "No... you know, whatever the market is, I don't know about liquor stores." "Is your head a hat table?! That mouth is decorative!? I don't know. You should ask! A wooden basin that I had, a damsel slapping Joey's head with a sparn. Then I put my hand in my pocket, put out some jalajara and some coins, and let Joey grip me. "- Ah, that hurts....... Wow, I get it. Then I'm going! "Yes, come on in" "Don't eat the road grass. It's time to write it down in the evening! Drop Joey's back running out for a small run and get on with the cooking. Because of the number of people, I don't have time to rest...... but I still have some sales to do at dinner, so I have to work hard. My temper was a new knife, and I silently took the scales of the fish for the sake of looking down. Place the olive oil in a frying pan, cook the flat eyes, turn it even more upside down and let it go from the fire and cook it over extra heat...... "Is that it? Why am I cooking here...? Secondly, when I return to sanity, I still have doubts and twist my neck big. "Hiyu! Hollow shellfish pasta order is in! And what about the flat-eyed white wine steamed earlier, Mr. No.?!" "Ah, yes. It's done now." Pushed by the momentum, he puts the dish he has just been able to serve on a plate, faces out of the kitchen and gives it to the general. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!!" The moment I showed my face, for some reason I was watching in and out of the store side by side, all the guys who burned in the day raised their cheers at the same time for some reason, but I'm busy so this is not the place to be. That's why I threw away the question I had a moment ago and went back to the kitchen. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Ah... I'll tell you what just happened! "I was cooking in the kitchen sometime when I thought I had finished my meal and paid for it and left the store" I don't know what you're talking about. I didn't know what they did either... My head was going to do something about it... You know, a part-time job, I helped you. You're such a chump. Then I'm not turning you down. More horrible dried dried. I tasted one scale of women's power. So at night in the store, Joey and his tired body were thrown out to the table and chair, and he calmed down and looked back at what had happened today. "... Hiyuki, are you alive? "Yikes... HP's still here" "It's strange. Why did we have to help you with your job? "That's an odd encounter. I was just wondering too..." We wake each other up and face each other gently. Then, nature and its gaze turned to the general counting today's sales in the back, with a hock-face. "Sure, I was just about to leave after dinner, and I heard your lady's gold cut, and you rushed back" "Yeah. Then the general carries her husband, and she storms in from the back" To where I gave way reflexively, pushed by the sounds of the ground and the shapes and giants of the plucked damsel, "My husband hurt his back, so I'm going to go and see a druggist. Look at the store for a little while! I was told unilaterally, and shortly after I replied, I had no choice but to escort the damsel away with her cigarette up. So, I couldn't help it, I wouldn't come with a customer anyway, I secretly put no to the covert troops and SS that were consolidating my surroundings, and Joey and I went back to the store, and for some reason, a passerby who was looking away came with Zorozolo and sat straight at the table or at the counter and started ordering. Well, there were ingredients in the kitchen, so when I was a novice adventurer, Joey, who had experience helping in this hand shop, did the service and waited for the general to come home. But it's hard to come back, and there are more customers. We were both almost turning the store around on my frontier, and the general finally came back, so man. If you think this is a relief...... The next moment, the face of the general, who rounded her eyes at the prosperity of the store, turned into something evil and, along with Dos' resourceful voice, "Oh, you're not going to throw me out on the way, are you?!", they grabbed me all together and put me back in the store. And to this day. "... why do we have to help the store or something when it's just a couple fights" "Give it up. That's a couple fights. - I thought it was a good idea." I sighed at the same time, and Joey tipped his little neck. "Yeah?" "Your husband's hips, if you cured him on the spot, wouldn't you have had a problem? ......... The word "regret" means "regret later". Unexpectedly holding his head, the door of the store with the warm curtains was opened from the surface abruptly. "I'm sorry, but I'm already in the store today! The lady with the face up puts in a no, "Ooh, right here, right here! I hear there's something wrong with everything." Ignoring it altogether, four to five men came into the store. They say it's still a late night's mouth, but it looks like they already have quite a bit of booze in them, and they're all red in their faces. There was a rough atmosphere, still young and quite splendid in stature, but somewhat disfigured. - These guys aren't tough. At the same time the men came in, Joey, who rose from the chair with me, frowned lightly and murmured. Keep going forward to hide me on my back. Yeah, it's a boy. "Whoa! This is awesome, I've certainly never seen anything like it. Hey, woman, give us a break about our seats! - No, I'll take you somewhere better, not in this little dirty store. Follow me! With a inferior laugh, I saw the first man who came in reach out to me and said, "What are you doing to my child!," said the general, roughing up her voice, and Joey silently disowned the hand. "You hungry bastard. Give me that woman! To the blackmailing voice that went into the hall, the general stifled her face, and Joey replied, "I don't like it." "Don't starve! Pinch it. Put it on, it hurts! With his yelling voice, he made his red face even more red and black with booze, and the man had a single-handed long sword (hanger) with a fist guard that was lowered to his waist (a weapon used by sailors. the shorter one is called 'Cutlass'). "Hey, don't pull out a sword in the store. It'll be dangerous." To Joey's attitude, which I advise with a fed up face, a man came slaughtering me without telling me whether or not he thought I had been ridiculed. "Ugh! If this is the guy with the guts, the man's face, and the seriously barometric pressure directed at him, an adventurer who may have atrophied, but Joey is also a genius (pro) on this road. Slashing his tongue gently, he slapped the man's wrist with a knife and slapped down his sword as he watched the man's wasteful movements with a gentle eye. In a rush to pick up a sword that fell to the floor, he puts a knee kick in the face of a reflexively bent man. "Bye! People with bad looks like fellow men rush to avoid being on the path of a man who blew himself out of the door. "You'd be one of them. I wish I could take it." With that said, Joey picks up a one-handed long sword (hanger) dropped by a man and checks how he's doing. My favorite demon sword gets in the way of my supply, so I guess I decided to use it in substitution because it's in the back of the kitchen. "This guy. He licked me. You're imitating me! A fellow man pulled out his weapon simultaneously. "I guess that's the one who stuck around on his own. I just got rid of the annoying fly." Joey's starting to say it, too. Hey. "Don't flatter me! Die!!" One of them cut me off, but I still just wielded my sword by force, and there was nothing I could call a move. - Goblins are better. Avoiding the tip of the sword that cleaved through the sky, Joey criticized it in the end, bouncing back a one-handed long sword (hanger) at the counter, kicking it into the flank of the unwittingly cursed man and beating it out of the store, just like the other man. "Son of a bitch! "It's not just that! "I'll kill you! Sudden men attacked him in unison as he kicked down chairs and tables in the store. "Help?" I asked him once over the back, but he said, "These guys are full of gaps." It's not funny, "Joey replied. Then I decided to act as a weak princess for a while, shrugging my shoulders gently and leaving Joey out of the way. This is all the fuss, so I thought the wild horses were pretty good, but outside the store, they sank in the darkness of plenty of twilight, and there wasn't even any sign of one person peeking at them. - Somebody's doing something. Perhaps the overprotective parents did something to get rid of the extra people from this place. As I explored my thoughts, another bad-looking man was slapped by Joey and rolled out of the store. At the same time, the sound of darkness swelling around the knocked out man and eating something "colicky" was heard slightly. "... Hey, Joey, I'm sorry, but one of you has something to ask, so why don't you just leave it? As far as the three of you out there are concerned, you won't be able to question them on this occasion anymore. He was dealing with the two remaining, Joey looked suspicious, but "ok," he undertook lightly, kicking one down in an instant, throwing it outside and knocking off the last remaining man's sword. "Is this it? With a face completely awakened by drunkenness, he put his sword tip on the neck of a sloppy, sweaty man, and Joey listened in an unconscious manner. "Yes, it was brilliant" Applause lightly for that good fight. "- So you think you can just do this to us in front of you? I am a member of the Seamount Cats (Searinks) who cry too! A man who opens and reopens a lot over this period. Joey and I, accidentally, look each other in the face at the attitude I'm just saying. "... I've never even heard of him." "... or is it Umineko or Yamaneko?] I don't know, it doesn't belong to the sea or the mountains. It's not ridiculous. A man calls out even more in a hurry at our attitude. "You must be amateur! When it comes to the Seamount Cats, there's no such thing as pirates around the Corne in the north! "" "Pirate!?" " The voices of all the ladies combined also summon. "No kidding! Hiyu, please don't make any more noise! A blood-changing general came out of the back with Joey's demon sword. Return the sword to Joey so he can throw it as it is. "- If the pirates keep an eye on you, you're up for business. I'm sorry, but you need to leave right now! The pirate man gives a look at the courtesy of the general who is going to kick her out even if she stays strong. "... ok. We have nothing to do with this store, so if you need anything, please let us through. Also, if you still have trouble, talk to one of our city's guards and officials. I will definitely order you not to do anything wrong." "Ha...? Orders to guards and officials... Hiyu, what the hell are you...? Give a big, eye-opening courtesy to the general, "Thank you for sheltering me earlier with 'What are you doing to my child'. It was a pleasure." The shops were left behind, along with Joey, who placed the removed apron on the table and tightened the pirate man behind his back. Looking back, I saw a face general with something to say, coming out to the entrance and looking at this one. "Oh, hey! Are you listening? Behind me is the Seamount Cats. Let go of me!" "Yeah. I'll let you know more about it." Sigh and look up at the face of the man who is still calling. There was a slightly irritating feeling on the table, and as soon as that happened, the man's face was stretched out. "... well, there's nothing to worry about. Compared to the rest of us, I still think you were lucky." The blue fade that the man who swallowed his big spit sees in my words with a cold smile, now it's time to grow up. "You can take him to the villa for now. Let's go, Hiyuki." Joey, who just stands ahead and moves on - I wonder if he's paying attention to me for a moment - in the form that follows, chases him on a small walk. As always, there was no cat child in the narrow street, even though there was just darkness around them and it was still the mouth of the night. "Right. I have to go with Chacha." Agreed, and, uh, there was a big full moon floating in the sky that looked up.
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ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎใ€Œ้€ใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆๆกˆใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซๅญไพ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้“ใซ่ฟทใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆ......ใ€‚ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๅญไพ›ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใพใ 11ๆญณใใ‚‰ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใƒผใ‹ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใชใœใ‹ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใกใŠใ†13ๆญณใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใˆใฃใ€ใใ†ใชใฎใ‹? ใ‚ใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ใ€ ใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใฏๆˆ้•ทใฎใƒใƒฉใคใใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅˆคๆ–ญใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ„ใพ15ๆญณใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ13ๆญณใซ้–“้•ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใƒ ใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใซใจใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ็ด ็›ดใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ็”ทใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ•ใˆ่ƒŒไผธใณใ—ใŸใ„ๅนด้ ƒใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆๅฅณใฎๅญใง13ๆญณใจใ‚‚ใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ‘ใงใฏใ‚‚ใ†็ตๅฉšใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅญใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€่ƒธใŒใฉใใฃใจ้ซ˜้ณดใฃใŸใ€‚ (ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ๅญไพ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ†็ตๅฉšใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ ใพใ—ใ’ใช่ƒธๅ…ƒใ€็ดฐใ„่„šใซ่กŒใใ‹ใ‘ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅคงๆ€ฅใŽใงๅค–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏๅ™›ใ‚“ใงๅซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ•ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซ้‡‘ๆŒใกใฎใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใŒใฎใปใปใƒผใ‚“ใจไธ€ไบบใงๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใซ็ตกใพใ‚Œใฆใ€ใใฎ......ใฒใฉใ„็›ฎใซใ‚ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก—ใพใง้€ใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚็Šฏใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅŸ‹ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฃใฆๅฅดใ ใญใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒๆฟใ—ใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Š็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ€ใใ“ใงไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใฎ? ่ฆ‹ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ๆ‰‹ใถใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎ้€”ไธญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›่จŽไผไบˆๅฎšใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใƒ‰ใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏ้€ƒใ’ใกใพใฃใŸใ—ใ€2้ ญใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใ“ใงใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅฏ่ฆšใ‚ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ็…งใ‚Œ้š ใ—ใซใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆๆ€’้ณดใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏไธ€็žฌๅ‘†ๆฐ—ใซๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๆฌกใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›โ€•โ€•ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใ ใฃใŸใฃใ‘? ๅ›ใฏ่‰ฏใ„ไบบใ ใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใฃใ€ใชใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใŠๅ‰! ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‹?!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆฐ—ใซ่งฆใฃใŸใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚„ใพใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใ ๅฅฝๆ„ใซ็”˜ใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅฟƒ่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ไป•ไบ‹ใจใ—ใฆใ€็งใŒ่ก—ใธ็€ใใพใงใฎ่ญท่ก›ใจ่ก—ใงใฎๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใช? ใงใใ‚Œใฐๅ†’้™บ่€…ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œไป•ไบ‹ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็›ดๆŽฅไพ้ ผใ™ใ‚‹ไป•ไบ‹ใฏใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใฆNGใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใซๅๆ˜ ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‘ใงๅˆฅใซ็ฆๆญขใฏใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ ดๅˆใฏๅคงๆŠตๅ‰้‡‘ๆ‰•ใ„ใงใ€ใใ‚Œใซ้€šๅธธไพ้ ผใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅข—ใ—ๆ–™้‡‘ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใงใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ใฎG็ดšใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใจๅ’ๆฅญใ—ใฆF็ดšใซใชใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€้€šๅธธใฎ่ญท่ก›ไพ้ ผใฎๅ ฑ้…ฌใฎ็›ธๅ ดใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‰ฒๅข—ๆ–™้‡‘ใฎๆŽ›ใ‘็Ž‡ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ๅนพใ‚‰ๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚’่ฒฐใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ๅˆคๆ–ญใŒใงใใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใปใ†ใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ็…ฎใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ใ€ใ€Žๅ ฑ้…ฌใฎๅ‰ๆ‰•ใ„ใŒๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใงๆ‡ธๅฟตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่…ฐใฎๅพŒใ‚โ€•โ€•ๅคงใใชใƒชใƒœใƒณใฎ้ฃพใ‚Šใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒใ‚ทใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„โ€•โ€•ใ‚’ใ‚ฌใ‚ตใ‚ดใ‚ฝใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€็กฌ่ฒจใ‚’ไฝ•ๆžšใ‹ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใฉใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œ้Š€่ฒจใ‹?ใ€ ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ1ๆžšใฎใ„ใฃใ‘ใ‚“้Š€่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใŸโ€•โ€•้€šๅธธใฎ1ใ‚ปใƒซ้Š€่ฒจใ‚ˆใ‚Š3ๅ›žใ‚Šใฏๅคงใใชโ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใฏใ€่‰ฏใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ่กจ้ขใŒ่™น่‰ฒใซ่ผใ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŠ้‡‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‹ใƒผใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚้‡‘่ฒจใฎๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๆŽŒใฎไธŠใซ้‡‘่ฒจใ‚’10ๆžšใฐใ‹ใ‚Šไน—ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„้‡‘่ฒจใ ใชใใ€‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚้‡‘่ฒจ่‡ชไฝ“ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚้Š€่ฒจใ‚„้Š…่ฒจใ‚’่ฒฐใ†ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰็ช“ๅฃใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ๅดใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใŸใ‚ๆฏใจๅ…ฑใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡? ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ€้‹ณๆฝฐใ—ใฆ่ฒด้‡‘ๅฑžใจใ—ใฆๅฃฒใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ†ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใซใฏ้‡‘้กใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏใใฎๅ ดใง ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆๅ†ๅบฆใƒใ‚ทใ‚งใƒƒใƒˆใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงใฎ็”ท่…•ใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹้‡‘ใฎๅปถในๆฃ’ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ้ก”่‰ฒใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆ! ใใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚้‡ใ•ใ‚„ๅคงใใ•ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒžใ‚ธใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ“ใฃใกใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€ใฒใจ่ฒก็”ฃใ ใžใใ‚Œใฃ! ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงไธ€็ญ‰ๅœฐใซๅฎถใŒ่ฒทใˆใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใธใˆใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจ้ซ˜ใ„็‰ฉใชใ‚“ใ ใญใˆใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ซ˜้กใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซไบบๅ‰ใง่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฃใŸใใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑๅฑใชใฃใ‹ใ—ใใฆ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใœใ€‚ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใฉใ“ใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŽใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ€ใชใœใ‹่‡ชๅ˜ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใงใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎ่ฃพใ‚’ใคใพใ‚“ใงใ€่ปฝใใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ทใƒผ(็‰‡่ถณใ‚’ๅพŒใ‚ใซๅผ•ใใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡่ถณใฎ่†ใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใฆ่กŒใชใ†ๆŒจๆ‹ถ)ใ‚’่กŒใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ„ช็พŽใชๅ‹•ไฝœใซๅ†…ๅฟƒใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒžใ‚ฎใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏ่ตคใใชใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซไฝ“ใฎๅ‘ใใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€500mใฐใ‹ใ‚Š้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใฎๅทจๆœจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คๅ›ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใงใ„ใ„ใžใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญใ€ใ‚ใฎๆœจใฎๆ‰€ใซไฟบใฎ ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎไธ–้–“็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใซใ€ใ„ใ„ๅŠ ๆธ›่€ๆ€งใŒใคใ„ใฆใใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใพใ‚ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ•ใ€ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆญฉใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Žๅงซใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็„ก็คผใชๅฐๅƒงใชใฉ้›‡ใ‚ใšใจใ‚‚ใ€็งใ‚ใŒๅงซใฎ็Ž‰ไฝ“ใซๅ‚ทใฒใจใคใŸใ‚Šใจไป˜ใ‘ใพใ›ใฌใŒ?ใ€ ใฎ่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ’ใชๅฃฐใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ่บซใ€ๆฉŸ่ƒฝใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‘ใฉไปฅๅ‰ใฏใ›ใ„ใœใ„ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฎ3ๅ‰ฒ็จ‹ๅบฆใ—ใ‹ๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅข—ใ—ๆ„ŸใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€็พๅœจใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฏใ€ ็จฎๆ—:ๅธ่ก€ๅงซ(็ฅž็ฅ–) ๅๅ‰: ๅคฉๅฌขๅ…ธ้›… HP:61,312,800(+61,234,800) MP:53,841,500(+53,746,000) ใฉใ“ใฎใ‚ธใƒณใƒใƒ–ใ‚จใƒปใƒ‰ใƒซ?ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ•ใƒฌใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒไธŠๆ›ธใใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ?! ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๅˆบใ—่บซใฎใƒ„ใƒžใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚ฟใƒณใƒใƒใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ!? ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆไปฅๆฅใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซๆ™ฎๆฎตใจใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใ„ใพใ ๆ€–ใใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไธ€็™บใ‚‚ๆ’ƒใฆใชใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ‹ไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ€ŽไปŠใฎใฏใƒกใƒฉใ‚พใƒผใƒžใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ใƒกใƒฉใ ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€Žใ„ใพใฎใฏๆฐด็ˆ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ๆ‰‹ๆฆดๅผพใ ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใซใชใ‚‹ๅฑ้™บๆ€งใŒ้™ใ‚Šใชใ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใชใโ€•โ€•ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅตๅฏŸใฏๅคฉๆถฏใ‚‚ๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๆœ€ไฝŽๆกไปถใ ใฃใŸใฎใงโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚‹ในใ็ฉไพฟใซไบ‹ใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅถ็„ถ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใซใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใธใใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ๆ›ฒใ’ใ™ใŽใฆใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’ใŠ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ใจใ‹ใƒใƒƒใƒใƒฃใ‚ฑใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใŒไธ€ๅคœใงๆป…ใณใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ! ใใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ†ๅ‚้“ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ญ”็Ž‹่ก—้“ใพใฃใ—ใใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅคฉๆถฏใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€็ฉไพฟใซๅ–ใ‚Š่จˆใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใ€Ž็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใ€ใใชใŸใฎๅฟ ็พฉใจ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใซใฏๅ…จๅน…ใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆฐ‘่‰ใซๆททใ˜ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฌใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚็งใฎใ‚ใŒใพใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฌใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใƒปใƒปใƒป็Ÿญๆ…ฎใ‚’็”ณใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใฌๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚็งใ”ใจใใŒๅงซๆง˜ใฎๆทฑๆ…ฎ้ ่ฌ€ใ‚’ๆŽจใ—้‡ใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ไธๆ•ฌใฎ่‡ณใ‚Šใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ใฎๅฐๅƒงใฏ่ญท่ก›ๅฝนใชใฉใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚ใใพใงใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅฃฐใŒ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ†ใ‚€ใ€‚็งใฎๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใชโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Ž้žๅธธๆ™‚ใฎ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใฏใ„?! ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใชใ€‚็งใ‚ใจใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒๅคฑๅฟตใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจใŠ่ฉซใณใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ„ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒใ€็ซฅ่ฒžใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใฎใงๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใฎๅฃๆฑšใ—ใฏใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฒง็›ธใชๅฐๅƒงใงใฏใชใๅฃๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅ‡ฆๅฅณใฎ็”Ÿใ่ก€ใ‚’ใ‚’ใ”็”จๆ„ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ‚จใ‚ตใƒปใƒปใƒป็”Ÿใ่ก€ใƒปใƒปใƒปๅ‡ฆๅฅณใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒป็ซฅ่ฒžใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ้ ญใฎไธญใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒไธ€ใคใซ็ต„ใฟ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ€ใใƒผใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ€ๅธ่ก€ๅงซใ ใฃใŸใฃใ‘!? ใใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ„ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใฆๅฏ†ใ‹ใซใจใใ‚ใ„ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใจใ‹ใ€ๅฅๅบท็š„ใชๆ‰‹่ถณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅฎŸใฏๅฏ†ใ‹ใซใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๅฅณใฎๅญใซใชใฃใŸๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใจใ‹ใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹้ฃŸๆฌฒ?! ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใฃ!! ใชใซใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใšใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใซ่ญท่ก›ใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจใƒžใ‚บใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใ€‚ ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ„่ญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅฅๅบทใใ†ใช้ฆ–็ญ‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๆ‰‹่ถณใฎ่ก€็ฎกใซ่กŒใใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅค–ใ—ใŸใ€‚
In Joey's suggestion to "send him away," the girl pointed out the main road where the tracks of the carriage remained. "No, it's nothing. I'm not a kid, so I don't think I'm gonna get lost." "That's not what I meant... Well, I don't care what you think, kid. You're only about ." Girl with a subtle bitter laugh for some reason at that word. "... I'm years old at the end." "- Oh, really? Wow, bad." Girls of this age (suppose) have a rose in growth, so there are some hard spots to judge, but for example, if I am now years old and I am mistaken for 3, I will be muddled. Taking the girl's expression in that sense, Joey honestly bowed her head. Even the man himself is old enough to want to stretch. Well, if you're a girl and you're 13, some kids were already married in the village where Joey was born... The moment I thought so, my chest pounded. (Right, you're old enough to get married now, not a kid.) At the moment of consciousness, Joey chewed and told him to include the girl's glossy lips, her shrewd chest, and her gaze, which nearly went to her thin legs, off in a great hurry. "You know, if a rich lady was walking alone with a horn like you, she wouldn't have figured out what kind of guys she was involved in and the... terrible eyes. So I'll take you to the city." "Oh, I see. He's the one who gets fucked, killed, and buried." The girl, who Joey seems to have fully understood the meaning of the cloudy word, looked at the boy's face strangely there. "But okay? Seems like a handful from what I've seen, but aren't you on your way to work? "... that's okay. Whatever Wardock was planning to crusade, he ran away, and he wasn't ready because he didn't even think he had two heads. - Mostly if I throw you out here, you won't sleep well! To the words she told him to turn away and yell at the blindfold, the girl looked distracted for a moment and smiled happily next. "You - Joey, was that you? You're a good man." "- What are you talking about? You! Are you kidding me?!" "I don't mean to, but if you've touched it, I won't.... but I guess it's also sad that it's just sweet to the liking. - Uh-huh. Well, then, as a matter of business, could you escort me to the city and show me around the city? I'd like to see the Adventurer Guild if I can." "Work or..." "Is that it? Is this kind of directly requested job a bit NG? "No, it's not banned otherwise just because it doesn't reflect in the guild points, but in this case it's usually an advance payment, plus it's normal to take an incremental fee over what you normally ask..." Most importantly, if I finally graduated from apprenticeship G to Joey, who just got to F, I don't know the price of the regular escort request or the rate of the incremental fee, so I can't decide how much to pay. But I suppose the girl thought Joey was more concerned about Joey's unsweetened attitude in Whether or not she could pay a reward advance. Behind my hips - I thought it was a big ribbon ornament, they were pochettes - I gasagoso and took out a few coins. "So how about this? "Silver coins? I had one single piece of silver that was given to me - three times bigger than a regular one-cell silver coin - and that was money I had never even seen the surface shine rainbow when I looked better. "It's a rainbow coin, but I don't know if you've seen it. Then I guess gold coins would be better." That's what I said. I put all 10 gold coins on Joey's palm. "... it's a gold coin I've never seen. Can you use it? Most of all, for Joey the gold coin itself, it was always the best way to see the other side of the guild desk where he received silver coins and copper coins, just with a sigh. "What do you think, huh? Worst case scenario, you might end up crushing it and selling it off as precious metal. At that time, depending on the amount, I'll pay you with a stick on the spot. So he turned his hand to Pochette again, and pulled out from it a golden extension stick with about two arms of a big man to show him. Seeing that changes the boy's complexion. "- Hey, wait a minute! Is that a magic item that doesn't change in weight or size even if you put things in it?!?" "That's right. - Oh, I see it's here, too." "You're a piece of property, man! That's the only way you can buy a house in first class! "Heh, it's a lot expensive stuff. - Well, it was pretty expensive, too." "I guess so. Don't make it look so easy in public. Damn, I can't even look at it because it's dangerous. Really? What princess?" Called "The Princess," she smiled mocking herself for some reason. The girl pinched the hem of her skirt with both hands and gently curtesy (greeting her as she pulled one foot back and bent her knee on the other). With his inner dogginess to its graceful motion, Joey turned his body toward him so that he could not see his reddened face, and walked out pointing to a giant tree just 500 m away. "Hiyuki? Yeah, I think they're making fun of me when they say 'Joey you', so Joey's fine. - So, Hiyuki, there's my bird riding in that tree, so I'm gonna walk a little bit." Without the public knowledge of scarlet snow leaning down his neck, Joey has become more and less resistant to "... well, you can tell in person." So I just started walking like that. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Princess, you don't have to hire such a disrespectful kid to scratch a princess's balls? At that time, I heard an exasperating voice from the inside. This is due to the "Submissive (Pet) Fit" feature, which allows you to grant the status and attributes of the Submissive (Pet) by merging with one of the Submissive (Pet) during battle. But before, I only had a sense of increment of about 30% of my status, but my current status is: Race: Blood Sucking Princess (Divine Ancestors) Name: Scarlet Snow (Hiyuki) Title: Heavenly Lady Elegant HP: 61,312,800 (+61,234,800) MP: 53,841,500 (+53,746,000) Which Zimbabwean dollar? That's how inflated I am! Or is this just like the status of the Golden Dragon (Naga Raja) overwritten?! My status is more like a tampon than a sashimi knob, and it doesn't matter if it's there or not!? So, since I figured out this feature, there's been too much status difference from the usual, and I'm still scared to shoot a single magic shot. If you use a flame-based primary offensive fireball (fireball) or something at this level, there is an unlimited risk that it will be at the level of 'it's not a melazoma now, it's a mela' instead of 'it's not a water bomb now, it's a grenade'. So without using your abilities (from us) as much as possible - though, since this reconnaissance was the minimum condition to accompany you for the rest of your life - I stumbled into contact with Joey in my eyes so that I could do things as peacefully as possible, but if you try to do it for the rest of my life, you don't seem to believe in your powers and you're bending your navel. I bent too much and said, "This place actually shows you strength!" Or Hatchake, this country will perish overnight! If that happens, we'll already have momentum down the ramp, and my demon king streets will be whole. We need to calm down so that we don't hurt our pride in heaven at all costs here. "Regardless, I have full confidence in your loyalty and abilities. However, some cannot be obtained without being mixed with folk grass in this way. It's my selfishness, but would you please hang out with me? '... I made a brief statement. I'm sorry, princess. It was disrespectful in the first place, such as when I deduced the princess's thoughtful premeditation. - I mean, that kid's not an escort or anything, he's just...' Apparently you figured it out, my heavenly voice went back to something calm. "Uhm. My personal -" "It's food for emergencies." ... Yes?! "Speaking of which, you haven't sucked blood since you woke up. I had lost track of what I did. What an apology. ... Well, it's poor food (eh), but it looks like a virgin, so let's not get a minimum of mouth smudge. But if you wait a little longer, we'll have a palatable virgin's life blood instead of such a poor lad? Feed... living blood... virgin... virgin... These words were assembled into one in my head. Oh, no, I was a bloodsucking princess!? That then, today, this emotion that I was secretly thrilled to see Joey talking to and secretly stuck with, or actually looking at healthy hands and feet, wasn't just an effect of being a girl, just an appetite?! Bye!! I asked Joey for an escort without thinking about it, but it might be too bad to stay with me. Well, when I was aware of something, I was forced to remove Joey's healthy neck muscles and his gaze that seemed to go to the blood vessels of his hands and feet.
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่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆฌกใ€…ใจ......่ตคใƒป้’ใƒป้ป„ใƒป็ดซใƒป้ป’ใฎใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใŒ็ถšใ€…ใจ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่‰ฒ้•ใ„ใ ใ‘ใง่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใซไธกๆ–ญใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ€‚ ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฏใƒˆใƒญใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง็ฒ˜ๆถฒใซใชใฃใฆๆถˆใˆใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ๆ–ฌใ‚‹ใŸใณใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ่„ณ่ฃใง่ปฝๅฟซใช้Ÿณๆฅฝใจใ€Ž1UP!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅนป่ดๅนปๅฝฑใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฏใƒฉใƒฏใƒฉใจๆนงใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใŒ้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใใฆใŸใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ~~ใ„! ้ƒฝๅˆใ‚ˆใ้ซญใฎ้…็ฎกๅทฅใฏใ„ใชใ„ใฎ!?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใš้ฌฑๆ†คๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซใใ†ๆ†คๆ…จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ?ใ€ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณ้€€ๆฒปใฎๅฐ‚้–€ๅฎถๅ…„ๅผŸใฃ! ๅคขใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎใใ‚‰ใ„้ƒฝๅˆใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใใ†ๆ„š็—ดใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ€Œใใ‚ƒ~~~~~ใฃ!! ้ชจใฎๅธซๅŒ ใŒ!!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ็ตนใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ฃ‚ใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ่ฝŸใใ€‚ ๆ…ŒใฆใฆใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่‚‹้ชจใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใงใ€ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้ชจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’้›ขใ—ใŸ้š™ใซๆดฅๆณขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซๅœงใ—ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆๅŸ‹ๆฒกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคง่ฆ‹ๅพ—ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ็ง’ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใพใงใฎโ—‹ๅคชๅ›ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ๅ›ใฏ!?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใใ†็››ๅคงใซใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใซๅŸ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ŒใŸ้ชจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅๅฟœใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜~ใฃ?!ใ€ ้€”ๆ–นใซๆšฎใ‚ŒใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ็›ฎๅ‰ใงใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใŒๅข—ๅ“กใ•ใ‚Œใฆใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๅฐๅฑฑใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใซๅคง้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠ้™ฐใ‹ใ€ๅคงๅˆ†ๆ•ฃ็™บ็š„ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใƒญใ‚ชใƒญใจใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใซๆฐ—่ปฝใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“~~ใ€‚ใฒใจใพใจใ‚ใซ็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎๅผฑ็‚นใฏไนพ็‡ฅใ‚„็ซใจ็›ธๅ ดใŒๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใชใ‚‰็ซ็‚Ž็ณปใฎ้ญ”่ก“ใ‚‚ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ!? ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅธซๅŒ ใพใงไธธ็„ผใ‘ใฎ็ซ่‘ฌใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ†้ชจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅคšๅฐ‘็‡ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎๅฑฑใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅข—ๅน…ๅ™จใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–ใ‚„่งฆๅช’ใชใฉใŒใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€่ฉ ๅ”ฑใฎๆ–นใซๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้•ทใ€…ใจๅ‘ชๆ–‡ใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใใฃ! ใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒ!!ใ€ ใใฎ้–“ใซใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎๆนงใใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚คใƒœใ‚คใƒœใฎใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใ‚’ๆ–ฌใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไธๅบฆใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๅ‘ชๆ–‡ใ‚‚ๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ ็ซ็‚Ž้™ฃ ่ฃ‚ๅธ›ใฎๆฐ—ๅˆใจใจใ‚‚ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ท็พๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎๅฑฑใ‚’ไธธใ€…ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ›ฒใ‚€้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใจใชใฃใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใฎๅœๅ†…ใ‚’ๅŠซ็ซใง่ฆ†ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ~~~ใฃ! ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅŸบๆœฌใซๅฟ ๅฎŸใชไธŠใซใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏๆŒ‡ๅไพ้ ผใง้ญ”่ก“ๅญฆๅœ’ใฎ่‡จๆ™‚่ฌ›ๅธซใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใŒ้ญ”่ก“ใซๅ‡ใ‚Šใ ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใฆใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ„ใ„ๆ•™ๅธซใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใฃใฆ่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚็งใ‚‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๆœฌ่ƒฝใง้ญ”่ก“ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใƒผใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใƒผใ‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใซ้ ผใ‚€ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ใŒ......ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใฃใฆใ€ๅฅณๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹!!? ใจใ€ใจใ€ใจใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใงใ™! ็งใชใ‚“ใ‹ใงใฏ็•ใ‚Œๅคšใใฆ็„ก็†ใงใ™!!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใใ‚“ใช้›ฃใ—ใ่€ƒใˆใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆŽฅใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‘ใฎโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ก็†ใฃใŸใ‚‰็„ก็†ใงใ™!! ใใ‚Œใซ้ญ”่ก“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰็งใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ…จ็„ถใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้•ใ†......ใ„ใˆใ€ๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็ƒๆปธใŒใพใ—ใ„ใปใฉไธŠใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ๆณฃใใใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆ‹’ๅฆใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ็„ก็†ๅผทใ„ใฏ้ง„็›ฎใ‹ใจ่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ†~~ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใญใˆใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ๅฝผๅฅณใง้ญ”่ก“ใฎ็ฟ’ๅพ—ใŒๅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธŠใซใ‚ใฎๆ€งๆ ผใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œ? ๆ‚ชใ„ๆ–นใงใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Žๅคงใฏๅฐใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใ‚‹!ใ€ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅŸบๆœฌใ‚’ใ™ใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใใชใ‚ŠๅฎŸ่ทตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ•™ใˆๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใˆใˆใ€ ใฎ้ญ”่ก“ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ช่ญ˜ใจใ‹ใ€ใคใ„ใงใซๅฐ†ๆฅ็š„ใซๅ•้กŒใŒๅ‡บใใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ๅˆฅใซใ„ใพ่ชฐใ‹ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏ่€ƒใˆใชใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ†ๆฅใฎไบ‹ใฏๅฐ†ๆฅ่‹ฆๅŠดใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใŒใฉใƒผใซใ‹ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใจใ€้›‘่ซ‡ใซ่Šฑใ‚’ๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€็ซ็‚Žใซ็„™ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใฎๅฑฑใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็„ฆใ’ใฆ็ธฎใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใฎใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚‚ๅฐใ•ใใชใฃใฆใ€ไบบใฒใจใ‚Šๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใพใง็‹ญใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œ็†ฑใขใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใฃ!!!ใ€ ใจใ€็ตถๅซใ‚’ๆ”พใกใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ซใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใˆ ใ‚™!?!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่‚‰ใฎใคใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€ไฝ“ใซ็€ใ„ใŸ็ซใ‚’ๆถˆใใ†ใจใ€ๅœฐ้ข(็ ‚้ฏจใฎ่ƒƒ่ข‹)ๆŠ•ๅœฐใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใŸใ†ใกๅ›žใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใง่‚‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใŒไป˜็€ใ—ใฆ่‚‰ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒๅคขใฎไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒชใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎๅพก้ƒฝๅˆไธป็พฉใฃใทใ‚Šใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจ็œŸ้ก”ใง่ณช็–‘ๅฟœ็ญ”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็†ฑใฃใคใคใค......ใ‚ใƒผ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹็ซใ‚’ๆถˆใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธใ€ๆ„ŸๆฅตใพใฃใŸ้ขๆŒใกใงใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๆŠฑใไป˜ใ“ใ†โ€•โ€•ใจใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ๅธซๅŒ ~~ใฃ......ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ“ใซใพใ ใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใŒๅฏ„็”Ÿใ—ใฆใพใ™!! โ€•โ€• ใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่‚ก้–“ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅ…จๅŠ›ใฎใ€Ž ใ€Œใ€Œใ‚......ใ€ใ€ ็›ดๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ็™ฝ็›ฎใจๆณกใ‚’ๅนใ„ใฆใใฎๅ ดใซๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซๅ†…่‚กใซใชใฃใฆๆๆ€–ใซๆ…„ใใƒœใ‚ฏใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“(ๅฅณๆ€งใงใ‚‚ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅŠใณ่…ฐใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡)ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใพใ™! ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€Ž ใ€Œใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚(ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ•ใ„)ใฃ!!ใ€ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใŒๅฅๅœจใชใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€็‰ฉ็†็š„ใซใกใ‚‡ใ‚“ๅˆ‡ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๆšด่ตฐใ‚’ใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŒใฟไป˜ใ„ใฆๅˆถๆญขใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใตใŸใ‚Šใจใ‚‚!? ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏๅธซๅŒ ใฎไฝ“ใŒใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใซๆ”ฏ้…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใฃใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ญใƒŽใ‚ณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ็”ทใฎใ‚ทใƒณใƒœใƒซใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œๅ˜˜ใงใ™! ๅผŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ้ ‘ใจใ—ใฆ็พๅฎŸใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ้•ทใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใฎๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใใฃใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใฏ็™บๅฑ•้€”ไธŠ! ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅฎŒๅ…จไฝ“ใ ใ‚ˆ!!ใ€ ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใจใจใ‚‚ใซ่ชฌๅพ—ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใŒ็„กใใชใฃใŸๅ–ชๅคฑๆ„Ÿใ€‚ใใฎ่Œซๆผ ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎๆ‚ฒใ—ใ•ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹่€…ใฏใใ†ใใ†ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใพใ—ใฆๅฅณๆ€งใซใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใŒใŸใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใ‘ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใ็ญ†่ˆŒใซๅฐฝใใ—ใŒใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใƒฏใƒใƒฃใ‚ฏใƒใƒฃใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไธๆ„ใซ่ถณๅ…ƒใŒๅœฐ้œ‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆบใ‚Œใฆใ€็ถšใ„ใฆ้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žใ‚ดใƒผใฃ!ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆดชๆฐดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ŸณใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹้Ÿณใจๅœฐ้ณดใ‚ŠใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ......?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ ‚้ฏจใฎๆถˆๅŒ–ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ็Œ›็ƒˆใซๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใซๆ€ใ„่‡ณใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆ้Ÿณใฎใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€ใงใ‚‚ๅธซๅŒ ใฏใพใ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ......?ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผ‘ใ‚ใฆใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใช้ก”ใ‚’้Ÿณใฎๆ–นใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆœŸ้–“ใŒ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ€ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏ่ƒƒใฎไธญใง็ซใ‚’็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใŸใฎใŒๅˆบๆฟ€ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใฏใŸใพใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒ่‚‰ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒๅˆ‡ใฃๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚?ใ€ใ€ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใ€Ž็ต็•Œใ€ใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ™ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใใ†ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ‚นใƒƒใƒใƒชๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใฎใ€Žๅ…‰้šœๅฃใ€ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใพใ€ๅคขใฎไธญใงใฉใ“ใพใงๆŒใคใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’็…ฝใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใใ†่ƒธไธญใงไป˜ใ‘่ถณใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ถณๅ…ƒใงๅนธใ›ใใ†ใซๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹(ๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ (ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ๅคขใฎไธญใง็œ ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ„่ญ˜ใฃใฆใฉใƒผใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡) ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใ‚ขใ‚ฌใƒฉใฎ็€‘ๅธƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ƒƒๆถฒใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅธญๅทปใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
When I thought I saw one, one after the other... red, blue, yellow, purple, and black mushrooms kept gushing (popping up). "Nah! For now, I make one mushroom after another that just looks different in different colors. When cut, the mushroom becomes mucus and disappears feeling troublesome. Every time I slash it, I somehow get some light music in the back of my brain and 'UP!' An audible phantom comes to mind. Ma, I can't wait to see the mushrooms gushing with walrus. "Eh! Conveniently no bearded plumber!?" Unexpectedly so outraged by the mix of depression, he said, "What is it, what is it?," Mr. Meer looked surprised. "Brother the mushroom exorcism expert! It's a dream, so you can make it that convenient." I think it's a win-win, but so foolish, screaming like ripping off Fiore's silk saying "Yikes!!! My bone master!!". Looking back in haste with Mr. Meer, Joey, a bone who was turning a group of mushrooms across the street in the form of protecting Fiore instead of a two-handed sword, was buried from being pressed against a group of mushrooms like a tsunami in a slightly distracted gap. "Don't let them kill you for seconds! How far are you, O Tai?!?" I accidentally put a huge scratch in it, but there's no reaction from Joey, a bone completely buried in a mushroom. "Duh, what shall we do, Master Hyuki?!" At the present time of the twilight fiore on the way, more mushrooms became a bit of a mountain. Feel free to answer Fiore, who asks Oro and me, cutting and flying a monster of mushrooms that are getting mostly sporadic, thanks to the majority gathering over there. "Mm-hmm. Shouldn't we just burn it together? Mushroom weaknesses are determined by dryness, fire and market, and Fiore would be able to use flame-based magic. "Huh!? If you do that, you'll have a whole burning cremation until your master! "No, because that's already bone" It would be fine if it burned somewhat. "... so is that" Convinced, Fiore began chanting her hands toward a mountain of mushrooms. Because there is no wand, catalyst, etc. that is an amplifier, it seems to take longer to chant, and it spells longer than usual. "- Ha! Rust!!" In the meantime, it looks like the mushroom springs are over, and I just slashed the last remaining Iboibo mushroom, and he's just finished Fiore's spell, too. "-" Fire Circle " The magic unleashed with the temper of the rift embodied the magic formation that surrounded the mountain of mushrooms round, further covering the area with fire. "Ohh! Do it." "Mr. Fiore has a good balance in his loyalty to the basics, so he's been a temporary lecturer at the School of Magic lately with a nomination request." "Ho ho. It's amazing. Yeah, no, it seems Suzuran (Oriana) has gotten into witchcraft, and he asked me if anyone had a good teacher, but my people and I are basically using witchcraft with instincts, so I thought I'd do it, or Fiore would ask me to do it..." "Suzuran (Oriana) - Isn't that Her Majesty the Empress!!? and, and, and, absurdly! I can't do it in awe of much!!" "No, it doesn't have to be that hard to think about. You just have to deal with it normally -" "I can't do it if I can't!! And if it's magic, Mr. Tamegoro is on a completely different level than I am... no, isn't comparing too much upside down! I just had to give up any more imposing before Fiore, who rejects it with all her might with a crying expression. "... uh-huh, Mr. Tamegoro. She's biased in her witchcraft mastery, too, 'cause she's that character." "? I don't think it's a bad idea." "Not bad, 'Big combines small! Say' em, teach 'em to soak up the basics and suddenly get into practice. Hey." In the unlikely event that I become a magician after taking Kaoru (Kundo) from that teaching method, I also feel that there may be problems in the future with Suzuran (Oriana) 's perception of witchcraft... "... okay. It's not like anyone's in trouble right now." Think about what you can't help but think about. I wonder what people who struggle with the future should do. Yeah. and while flowering into chatter, the mountain of mushrooms roasted by flames scorched and shrunk to see, and with it the circle of magic formation became smaller, narrowed to about a minute per person, "Fever, whoa!!!" and bare Joey (...) popped out of the fire, letting out a scream. "" "- eh!?!" " Joey, with a firm flesh, makes five landings on the ground (the stomach of a sand whale) in an attempt to extinguish the fire that reached his body and leaps around from that position. "- Why do you have meat? "What if the mushroom sticks and becomes meat? That's in my dreams, so anything would be ant, but with so much convenience, I accidentally had a Q&A with Mr. Meer in the face. "While it was hot... it was so cool." Joey, who managed to extinguish the fire, stood up like that, and Fiore hugged him with an impressive face - as "And, Master ~ ~... there are still mushrooms parasitic in my body!! - Flame (Fire) Huh! Strike in all your 'Flame (Fire)' magic for Joey's groin. "" Ah... " Me and Meer reflexively inward crotch and horrified to see Joey blow a white eye and bubble and collapse on the spot (even a woman imagines it to be a waist). "Ma, it's still attached! Then cut with the Wind Blade." "" Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Me and Meer make sure Joey's mushroom is alive and stop Fiore's rampage, which he tries to physically cut a little, hastily from behind. "Why stop, both of you!? My master's body might be dominated by mushrooms as it is! "Calm down, that's not a mushroom! It's a symbol of a man! I'll hold Fiore's hips and point it out. "It's a lie! I've seen my brother's, but it wasn't like this! I don't try hard to acknowledge reality. "It's in this form when you grow up! "Damn, what Fiore saw was developing! This is the complete body!!" We persuade them along with Meer, who holds both hands. The sense of loss that my son (...) is missing while I don't know. No one will know the sadness of its indifference, and yet it will be difficult for women to understand, but only I do. Anyway, there's something hard on my brush tongue! I was wagging like that, and my feet accidentally rocked like an earthquake, followed by 'Go! The sound of a flood like' approaching and the ground chirping. "... could that be...? "Is it digestion of sand whales!?" As with me, who had a fiercely unpleasant feeling, I guess Mr. Meer came to think of the possibility, of changing his complexion and staring at those who make noise. "What, but the master says he can still afford it...? Fiore just rests her attacking hand and turns her anxious face toward the sound. "Possibilities include whether the period Joey was talking about was wrong, or whether it was irritating to burn the fire in his stomach, or whether it was cut off that Joey regained his flesh again... in any case" "" In any case? "I can't get away with it, so I guess I'll just have to put up a 'junction' and do it over here" At the same time as I said so, I stretched out a 'light barrier' the size that everyone would suffocate in. "-Ma, I don't know how far I'll have it in my dreams." I can't just put it in my mouth and stir up anxiety, so I look down at Joey sleeping happily at my feet (fainting), adding yes in my chest. (I wonder what consciousness is like when you're sleeping in a dream) The moment I thought of it, the stomach fluids like Niagara Falls swept through the scene.
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้ตใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใซๆˆปใฃใŸใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏใ€ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ก”ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅผท้ขใฎ้ก”ใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใซๅ‚ทใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใ„ใฃใฆๅญไพ›ใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ๆณฃใใ‚ˆใ“ใ‚Œใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใฏๅญไพ›ใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅฎถ่‡ฃๅ›ฃใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆญฃ็›ด่ตคใ‚“ๅŠใŒๆ€’ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใจใŸใ„ใ—ใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงๅนณๆฐ—ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ—ใก้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใ“ใจใŒๅซŒใ„ใชใ‚“ใงใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒช่จŠใใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ไฝ•่€…ใ ?ใ€ ใƒปใƒปใƒปไฝ•่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใฉใ†่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใจๅ†…ๅฟƒๆ€ใ„ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’้ป™็ง˜ใจใจใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็ช็„ถใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฏๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŽŒใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒป็”Ÿๅ‘ฝ็ทšใŒ็Ÿญใ„ใญใƒผใ€‚ใ‚ใจๆฑ—ใจ่„‚ใงๅ…‰ใฃใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใฃใ€ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใšใฃใจๆฑ—ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฃๆ”พใ—ใ ใ€‚ๆใ‚‰ใๅพŒใ‚ใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ€ๆ‰‰ใฎไธกๅดใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฎๅฑˆๅผทใใ†ใช่ญท่ก›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใจ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้’ใ„้ก”ใงไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚Bใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใฎ็”ŸใˆๆŠœใใงใ€่‡ชๆ…ขใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒไฟบใ‚‚็พๅฝนใฎ้ ƒใฏAใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚„ใฐใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใฃใฆๅฅดใŒใ€ ใˆ~~~ใฃ? ใƒœใ‚ฏใปใฉไบบ็•œ็„กๅฎณใชๅธ่ก€ๅงซใจใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ๆญป็ทšใฏใใใ‚Šใฌใ‘ใฆใใŸใ—ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใซใฏๅ‹ใฆใญใˆใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็™ฝๆ——ไธŠใ’ใฆใˆใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚ˆใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅˆฅๆ ผใ€ใ„ใ‚„ๅˆฅๆฌกๅ…ƒใ ใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‡ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝใŒๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹็‚บใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใฟใฃใจใ‚‚ใชใ„็œŸไผผใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฐปใฎ็ฉดใ‚’ใชใ‚ใ‚ใจ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–œใ‚“ใงใชใ‚ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ‚ขโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใƒƒ!! ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšใŠๅฐปใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ”ใจๅพŒใšใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบบใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชๅนด็ซฏใ‚‚่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€ ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒ้ฌผ็•œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใงใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใฆใพใฆใฃ! ใใ†ใ„ใ†่ถฃๅ‘ณใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ ใชใ€่จ€่‘‰ใฎ็ถพใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒป!!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๅผ่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚’ๅˆถใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒใ€ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซใŠๆˆปใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ใจๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใชใ‚‹ในใ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅบงใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฏ็พๅ ดใซ่กŒใฃใŸ็ตŒ้จ“ใŒใ•ใปใฉใชใ„ใฎใงใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ฒดๅฅณใŒ่ฆๆ ผๅค–ใชใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใŠๆฐ—ใฅใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ๅ…จไฝ“ใซๅผตใฃใฆใ‚ใฃใŸ็ต็•Œใจใ€็งๅ…ฑใฎๆŽข็Ÿฅ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ็ด™ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ—ใจ่œ˜่››ใฎ็ณธใฟใŸใ„ใชใฎใญใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏๅฃŠใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฃใจๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ‰•ใ†ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ—ใคใ“ใ็ตกใฟไป˜ใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้€”ไธญใง้ขๅ€’ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใปใฉใ„ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ~ใ€‚ ใ€ŒB็ดšใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ้€ฒๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‰้˜ฒใ้˜ฒๅพก็ต็•ŒใŒใ€Ž็ด™ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ—ใ€ใงใ€ๅ›ฝ้ญ”่ก“ๅธซใฎๆŽข็Ÿฅ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ€Ž่œ˜่››ใฎ็ณธใ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒป?!ใ€ ๆ„•็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๆ„•็„ถใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใฃใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใงB็ดšใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒ้˜ฒใ’ใ‚‹ใฎ?! ใงใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใงๅ›ฝๅฎถไธ€็ดš้ญ”่ก“ๅธซ!? โ€•โ€•ๅผฑใฃ!!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆผใ‚ŒใŸๆœฌ้Ÿณใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใƒ ใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใจใใŒใ“ใฎใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰ใซ็™ป้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บ่€…ใฏ2ไธ‡ไบบใ€ใใฎใ†ใกBใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใŒ500ไบบใซAใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏใŒ60ไบบใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ›ฝใฎๆญฃ่ฆๅ…ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹้ง็•™่ปใ‚‚500ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใฉใ‚“ใชๅŒ–็‰ฉใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ่™šๅ‹ขใชใฎใ‹ๆœฌๆฐ—ใชใฎใ‹่‡ชไฟกๆบ€ใ€…ใง่จ€ใ†ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆŒ‡ใ‚’3ๆœฌ็ซ‹ใฆใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•? ใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใญใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใถใคใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใงๆฎฒๆป…ใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒป3ๆ—ฅใงใงใใ‚‹ใ ใจ?ใ€ ไธๆบ€ใใ†ใซๅ”ธใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่ปฝใ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€3ๅˆ†้–“ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใพใ‚็งใŒ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจไธ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€1ไบบใงใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ”ใจ3็ง’ใง่ทกๅฝขใ‚‚ใชใๆถˆใ—้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Ž2็ง’ใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ใŒ่ƒธใฎไธญใงๅ ‚ใ€…ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้ฆฌ้นฟใช...ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใ ......ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ†ใคใ‚ใช็›ฎใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใคใ‚€ใใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ‚€ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ซใƒใƒณใจใใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใฃ!! โ€•โ€•ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ€Žใชใ‚‰ใฐๅฎŸ้š›ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹?ใ€ใชใฉใจ่จ€ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ?!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้™ๆญขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆฉŸๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅˆถใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ่ปฝใ็›ฎใ‚’็ž ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚็งใฏ่ฒดๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ…จ้ข็š„ใซไฟกใ˜ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ๆˆฏใ‚Œใซใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฒดๅฅณใฎๆง˜ใช่ถ…่ถŠ็š„ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ€่ปฝใ€…ใ—ใใใ†ใ—ใŸ็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ ใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ๅฟƒๅŠดใงใ†ใชใ ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅงฟใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใŒๆŠ•ๅฝฑใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚พใ‚ฏใ‚พใ‚ฏใจ้€†่ชฌ็š„ใชๅ–œใณใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ€Žใตใฃใตใฃใตใฃใตใ€ใ›ใ„ใœใ„็š†ใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่‹ฆๅŠดใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใˆใ€็š„ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒไธ€็žฌใ€ๆฒธใ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใซ่ฝใกๅบฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Š่™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ใ“ใฎ่พบใงๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ๆˆ‘ใ€…ๅฆ‚ใใซๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฒดๅฅณใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’่กŒใชใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่ฆๆœ›ใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใช้™ใ‚Šๅถใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใŠ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็งใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆๆœ›ใฏใ‚ใจใฒใจใคโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฃใ€ไบŒใคใ‹ใชใ€‚ใฒใจใคใฏ็งใธใฎ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ‚‚่กŒใชใ‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ€ ๅฝ“็„ถ็›ฃ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ใ—ใถใ—ใถ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใฒใจใคใฏใ€็งใŒๆปžๅœจไธญใซๅคšๅˆ†่‹ฅใ„ๅฅณๆ€งใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใ€ๅคœใซๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ€่Œซ็„ถ่‡ชๅคฑใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใง็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ‘ฝใซใฏๅˆฅ็Šถใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใฎใงไบ‹ไปถใซใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠใ„ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆ! ใใ‚Œใฃใฆๅๅˆ†ใช้‡ๅคงไบ‹ใ ใž!? ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ไป–ใฎ็Šฏ็ฝชใจใฉใ†ๅŒบๅˆฅใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?!ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใฎๆ‡ธๅฟตใ‚‚ไธ€็†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ไป–ใฎ่ช˜ๆ‹ใจ้‡ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใญใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆกไปถใ‚’็‹ญใ‚ใฆใ€ๅนด้ฝขใฏ15~20ๆญณใพใงใ€็พŽไบบใงๅฅๅบท็š„ใงๅ‡ฆๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ใ‚ใจใฏๅงฟใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ้‡‘้ซชใงใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ”ใƒผใ„็พŽๅฝขใฎ็”ทใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใจใ‹ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็ตๆง‹ๅน…ใŒๅบƒใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใŒใชใ€‚ใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ€่ฆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ•ใฃใใพใงใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใฟใŸใ„ใชๅจ˜ใŒๅฏพ่ฑกใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใช?ใ€ ใฎ่ทๅ“กใซๆ‰‹ใฏๅ‡บใ™ใชใ‚ˆใ€ใจใ„ใ†็œผๅ…‰ใง็จใ‚€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใ€็ขบใ‹ใซๅฅฝใฟใ ใ‘ใฉๆƒœใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใซ้žๅ‡ฆๅฅณใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใชใ€ใชใซใƒโ€•โ€•!?!ใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚„่ญท่ก›ใฎไบŒไบบใ‚‚ๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ€้ฉšๆ„•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใงใ€ใงใฏใ€ใƒขใƒŠใฏ?! ใ‚ใฎ็ช“ๅฃใฎๅทฆใ‹ใ‚‰3็•ช็›ฎใฎ่ตคๆฏ›ใงๆธ…ๆฅšใใ†ใช!ใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใฎๅ†ท้™ใชไปฎ้ขใ‚’ใ‹ใชใใ‚Šๆจใฆใฆใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใซๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚ใฎๅจ˜ใญใ€‚ใŸใถใ‚“2~3ไบบใจ้Šใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ค‡ๆ•ฐใฎ็”ทใฎ่‡ญใ„ใŒใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใฐใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใช......!?ใ€ ใ“ใฎไธ–ใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซ่†ใ‚’็ชใๅคฉใ‚’ไปฐใŽ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ•ใฃใใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็™บ่จ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ? ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒซใƒใ‚ข...ใ‚ใฎ้ป’้ซชใง็›ฎใฎไธ‹ใซๆณฃใใƒœใ‚ฏใƒญใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ?!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒฌใƒŠใฏ?! ้‡‘้ซชใงใƒใƒ‹ใƒผใƒ†ใƒผใƒซใฎ!ใ€ ่ญท่ก›ไบŒไบบใ‚‚ๆŽดใฟใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅฃใ€…ใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใฎใ€ๆœฌ่ƒฝ็š„ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใซ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†่ฉฑใฏใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใฎ? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆๆ€–ใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉ้‡ๅคงใชไบ‹ใชใฎใ‚ณใƒฌ?! ๅ€‹ไบบๆƒ…ๅ ฑ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใชใŠใ‚‚่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใจใ€ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ€ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰้•ทใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใคใใฅใๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็”ทใฃใฆ้ฆฌ้นฟใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚
Deputy Guild Commander Garte, who locked up and returned to the couch, stared at my face. There are scratches all over my strong face, so clearly, I'll cry when my kids see this. Well, I look like a kid, too, but compared to our ministerial corps, honestly, it's not much different than the baby being angry, so I'm fine. "I don't like annoying things, so I ask you clearly, who are you? ... I wonder who it is. Speaking of which. ......... Inside worried about how he explained it, he took that silence as a silence, and suddenly Deputy Guild Manager Garte opened the hand he was holding and offered him his hand so that he could see me. ... short lifeline. And I'm sick of glowing with sweat and fat. "Look, take this hand. Ever since you walked into this room, you've been sweating away. Probably the two behind you, too." Looking back at the two seemingly inflexible escorts standing on both sides of the door when they said so, he looked down with a blue face to keep his gaze out of contact with me. "They're both B-rank births, and I'm not proud of them, but I was A-ranked when I was active, too. That's why you instinctively know. He's a really bad guy." Huh? I don't think there's a bloodsucking princess or anything more harmless than me. "When we were younger, we were unscrupulous, and we used to kill each other with griffons and dragons. The dead line has crept over and over again, and we can't beat this guy, some of whom I just thought were raising the white flag. ... but you're different, no, another dimension. Honestly, we just got out of here. If it's to save your life, you can imitate any mess. If I were to tell you to get rid of your butthole, I'd be happy to! A-hh!! I accidentally held my butt down and lagged behind every couch. "Mr. Garte, a man named you goes to a girl who's not even this old..." I saw Deputy Guild Commander Garte with the kind of eyes that the Collard Guild Commander sees the livestock. "- No, no, leave it! Not that kind of hobby or anything, Aya the Word...!!" Desperately controlling Deputy Guild Commander Garte to excuse himself, the Collard Guild Commander asked him to return to the sofa position for now. Of course I sat as far away from Deputy Guild Manager Garte as possible. "I don't have as much experience in the field as I have in the field, so I can tell by the senses as you do... but still I know you're out of standard. Have you noticed that the entire guild was stretched around the junction and our detective magic? "Oh, you're like that paper tape and spider yarn" At first, I just softly shook it off so I wouldn't break it, but I got into trouble along the way because it's persistently tangled up, and I let myself shake it off ~. "Is the defensive junction that even prevents Class B monsters from entering 'Paper Tape' and the detective magic of the National First Class Mage 'Spider Thread'...?!" I was also stunned by the words of the stunned Collard Guild Leader. "What, that prevents a B-class monster?! So, on that level, a national first-class magician!? - weak!!" Unexpectedly, to the true meaning of the leak, Deputy Guild Director Garte, who just seems to be muddled, pinched his mouth. "I'm telling you, there are , adventurers enrolled in this guild, of which there are 0 A-ranks for every 500 B-ranks. I don't know what kind of monster you are, but can you handle this number? I stood three fingers and showed myself against Deputy Guild Manager Garte, who said confidently whether he was a vain or serious. "-? What the hell?" "That's all. If you hit me from the front, I'll destroy you alone in all this time." "... that you can do it in three days? I shook my head slightly to the side against Deputy Guild Chief Garte, who roared in dissatisfaction. "No, maybe three minutes. - Well, if I'm the one bringing him in, I'll be able to erase him without a trace in three seconds per city by myself." 'It won't take two seconds! Heavenly (Tendai) said magnificently in his chest.... Yeah, you're in trouble because it's true. "... stupid... hateful..." As I say to myself, Deputy Guild Manager Galte squeezes his words with a nodding eye. Mm, I think you're getting a little cocky. "Wait!! - No way, 'Then let me actually do it? You're not going to say' etc?!" To the words of the chief collard guild, who hurriedly stood still, I was gently blindfolded by the control of the foreman. "... is that still true? I fully believe in your words. So, please, play with me, but I don't want transcendental beings like you to make those remarks lightly." Something about my normal self was projected into my hard work... a freak and paradoxical joy, or a 'heh heh heh, taste my hard work at best everyone' emotion boiled down for a moment. But I don't feel sorry for Collard Guild Leader (this guy), and I feel sorry for him, so let's cut him up around here. "Well, at least, if you don't hang a little from there, I'm not going to do anything about it as this one." "... I guess I just have to believe it. Because there's no way we can stop it anyway. Okay, we won't do anything about your behavior from here on out. We also promise to fulfill your request whenever possible." "Hmm. Then there's one more request from me - oh, maybe two. One is not to monitor me." Naturally I guess I was going to monitor you, you both looked like you chewed up a bitter bug and snorted. "The other thing is that maybe a few young women while I'm staying, I don't see them at night and sometimes they find me in a state of blatant self-loss, but I don't have anything else to say to my life, and I won't make it a case because I'll be back to normal in a while" "- Hey, wait a minute! That's serious enough!? How do you tell more or less from other crimes?!" I see, does Deputy Guild Director Garte's concern also make sense? It would be tough if it overlapped with other kidnappings. "Oh, right. So, I narrowed down the conditions a little bit, and I was 15 to 20 years old, talking to a beautiful, healthy, virgin, and then an awesome beautifully shaped guy even with blonde hair before I lost sight of him, or something." "Still, I think it's quite wide. Well, in short, you mean a daughter like Meer, who was just here? Deputy Guild Manager Galte glances at the staff of his guild even as he presses. "Well, yes. Mr. Meer's fine, I do like him, but he's a non-virgin at all costs." "" "" Hey, what's not -!?! "" For some reason, the two guild chiefs and escorts mix up and raise their voices of consternation. "- So, Mona looks clear with the third redhead from the left of that desk! Forsaking the sober mask of earlier, the Collard Guild Director asks desperately. No, you must be too different. "Uh, that's the girl. I think he's probably playing with a couple of people. Because it smelled like more than one man." "If so, stupid......!?" With a face like the end of the world, the guild leader pokes his knee on the spot and looks up to heaven. I think you're more shocked than I said earlier? "Then Lucia... who's that brunette, crying beneath her eyes?!" "What about Elena?! Blonde and ponytail! The two escorts also ask each other verbally with all the momentum they are grasping. ... what did you talk about instinctively staying away from me? Or is it so important to forget about that fear?! "Oh, no, I just have personal information (privacy) or something, so no more..." Having said that, I looked sideways at the two more stuffed people and the shocked guild leader, the deputy guild leader, what I would say, but I thought I'd make it. Men are just idiots.
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ใ€:ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณsideใ€‘ ใพใŸใ€ๅคœใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณใฏๆฒˆใ‚€ๅค•ๆ—ฅใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆˆปใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๆ‹‰่‡ดใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ›ฝไธปโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใจ็ถบ้บ—ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณโ€•โ€•ใฎๅ‰ใง่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€็ช็„ถๅ…ทๅˆใŒๆ‚ชใใชใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใพใพใงใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใ‘ใซ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ‚ใ่…นใŒใ‚ธใƒณใ‚ธใƒณ็—›ใฟๅ‡บใ™ใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅพŒ็ถ™่€…ใŸใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ ผใŒๅ•ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคงไผšๅ‰ใซๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใงใฏไฝ“่ชฟ็ฎก็†ใ‚‚ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚ธใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸ้‡Œใฎ่€…ใซๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆญขใ‚€็„กใ้‡Œใซ็•™ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใพใซใชใฃใฆๅคงใ„ใซๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซ้‡Œใงใฎๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใŒๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐๆ‚ชใ„ใจใ‹ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎไบบ้–“ใ‚‚ๆฌกๆœŸๆ—้•ทใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๆ•ฌใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—(ใกใชใฟใซๆ—้•ทใ ใฃใŸ็ˆถใฏใ€4ๅนดใปใฉๅ‰ใซๆต่กŒใ‚Š็—…ใงๆฏใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ไบกใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝ“ไบ‹ใฎใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใพใ ๆˆไบบๅ‰ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ๆ—้•ทใฎๅบงใฏ็ฉบไฝใซใ—ใฆใ‚ธใ‚ทใ‚นใŒไปฃ่กŒใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใŒ)ใ€ๆ˜ผ้–“ใ€้‡Œใฎ็”ท้”ใจ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’็‹ฉใ‚Šใซ่กŒใใฎใ‚‚้ข็™ฝใ„ใ—ใ€ ใซใชใ‚“ใž่กŒใๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใ“ใ“ใซใฏใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใซใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ใใ—ใฆไฟบใฎๅนณ็ฉใจๅฎ‰ๅฏงใ‚’่„…ใ‹ใ™ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ไนณๅ…„ๅฆนใฎ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใŒใ‚ชใƒฌใซๅฅฝๆ„ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆŽฅใ—ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ„ใพใซๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๅญไพ›ใฎ้ ƒใฏๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใพใ—ใๆ€ใˆใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ไธ€ๅนดใปใฉใงใใฎๅ‚พๅ‘ใŒใ€ใˆใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅŠ ้€Ÿใ—ใฆใ€ไบบใฎๆด—ๆฟฏ็‰ฉใ‚’้ ฌใšใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹่ฃฝใฎใ€ŽใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ๆŠฑใๆž•ใ€ใจ้ผปๆฏ่’ใๅŒ่กพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใจใใฏใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ถใ‚คใ‚’้€šใ‚Š่ถŠใ—ใฆใ‚ญใƒขใ‚คใจๆ€ใˆใฆใ€ใใฎ่ถณใง็™บไฝœ็š„ใซๅ‡บๅฅ”ใ—ใŸใฎใŒใ€ ใงใ€้‡Œใซๆˆปใฃใฆใใฆใ€ใพใŸใใ‚“ใชๆˆฆๆ…„ใฎๆ—ฅใ€…ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅนธใ„ไปฅๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใพใช ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ1ๅนดใ‚‚็ตŒใฆใฐใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚้ ญใŒๅ†ทใˆใŸใ‹ใ€็ฏ€ๅบฆใ‚’่บซใซ็€ใ‘ใŸใ‹ใจใ€ใปใฃใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒ.........็”˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณๅค‰ใชๆ–นๅ‘ใธใจใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไพ‹ใˆใฐๆœโ€•โ€• ใ€ŒใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๆœใ ใ‚ˆ~ใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ่ตทใใชใ„ใจๆœๅพก้ฃฏใŒๅ†ทใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ˆ~ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†่จ€่‘‰ใจๅ…ฑใซใ€่…นใฎไธŠใซ้‡ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆฏ›ๅธƒ่ถŠใ—ใซไฟบใฎไธŠใซ่ทจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใง่ขดใ‚’ๅฑฅใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ? ไธ‹็€ใŒไธธๅ‡บใ—ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒ...ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใƒผใฃใ€ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใ‚จใƒƒใƒใƒผ!ใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใไธŠ็€ใฎ่ฃพใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ†ใ€‚ ไพ‹ใˆใฐๆ˜ผโ€•โ€• ไป•ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠใงๅŒบๅˆ†ใ‘ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ตใ‚ดใ‚ฝ้ŸณใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใง่ฆ—ใใ“ใ‚“ใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใƒผใฃใ€ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚้–‹ใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใƒผ! ใ„ใพ็€ๆ›ฟใˆไธญใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰! ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚จใƒƒใƒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅŠ่ฃธใฎใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ็”ณใ—่จณ็จ‹ๅบฆใซ่‚Œใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ—ใƒณใƒ—ใƒณๆ€’ใฃใŸใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๅŠ็œผใงๅ•ใ„่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใŠๅ‰ใŒ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎๆœบใฎไธŠใซใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใๅธณ้ขใŒ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใซใ‹ใฎไผ้”ไบ‹้ …ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใƒฉใƒ‘ใƒฉใจๆฒใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ€ŽไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†! ่ƒธใŒใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใ—ใฆ่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใช...ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆƒณใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใง่ƒธใŒไธ€ๆฏใงใ€ใ”้ฃฏใ‚‚ๅ–‰ใ‚’้€šใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅ‚ใซๅฑ…ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅนธใ›ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ ใ‘ใฎใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใƒผใฃ! ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€่ฆ‹ใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒก! โ€•โ€•ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ€ ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่จˆใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ(ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹่จˆใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†)ใ€็พใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎๅธณ้ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ...ใฟใ€่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“?ใ€ ้ ฌใ‚’ๆŸ“ใ‚ใฆใ€ใกใ‚‰ใกใ‚‰ใจใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚ใซใ€ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“?ใ€ ๆง˜ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้ฃŸในใ‚‹ใ”้ฃฏใฏๆœ€้ซ˜ใญใ€‚้ฃฏใ†ใพใƒผ!!ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒใฐใŒใฐใŠใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚‚ใ†! ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใญใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒ™!ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๅคœโ€•โ€• ใ€Œ......ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ไปŠๆ™ฉใฏ้ขจใŒๅผทใใฆๆ€–ใ„ใฎใ€‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๅฏใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„?ใ€ ๅฏๅทปใๅงฟใงๆž•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€ใŠใšใŠใšใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใธๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซไปŠๅคœใฏๆบ€ๆœˆใงใ€้›ฒไธ€ใคใชใ„ๅคฉๆฐ—ใ€‚่™ซใฎ้ŸณใŒใ‚ˆใ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใŸใพใซใฏ็š†ใง้›‘้ญšๅฏใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ธใ‚ทใ‚นใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซใงใ‚‚ใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใŸใƒผใฃ!ใ€ ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ่…ฐใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใฃใใ‚Šใงๅคœใ‚’ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€Žใ„ใคใพใงใŸใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅญไพ›ใ ใชใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๅฐใ•ใ„้ ƒใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใญใ€ใŠใซใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บ่ฉฑใซใฒใŸใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐๅ›žๅŽใƒซใƒผใƒˆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ ใจใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€่ˆˆๅฅฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅค•ๆ–น่ฆ‹ใŸๅฏ่จ€ใŒๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸๅธณ้ขใจใฏ้•ใ†ใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจไธŠ็ญ‰ใใ†ใช็ด™ใงใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅธณ้ขใŒ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Œ?ใ€ ๆ‹พใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆผ”ๆŠ€ใงใฏใชใ„ๅฟ…่‡ณใ•ใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€่ฆ‹ใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒก!ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆ‹พใŠใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡ๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใงๆ‹พใฃใฆไธญ่บซใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็พฉๅ…„ๅฆนใงใฎๆญฃใ—ใ„ๆ‹ๆ„›ใƒžใƒ‹ใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซ by็ท‹้›ชใ€ ใ€Ž็พฉๅฆนใŒๆœ่ตทใ“ใ—ใซ่กŒใใฎใฏ้‰„ๆฟใ€‚ใใฎ้š›ใฏใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใซไน—ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๅฏใฆใ‚‹็พฉๅ…„ใฎไธŠใซ่ทจใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Žใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใไบ‹ๆ•…ใ‚’่ฃ…ใฃใฆ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใฎ็พๅ ดใซ้ญ้‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚่‡ชๅฎคใƒปใŠ้ขจๅ‘‚ๅ ดใชใฉใŒๆœ‰ๅŠนใ€ ใ€Ž่‡ช็ญ†ใฎๆ—ฅ่จ˜ใ‚„่ฉฉ้›†ใชใฉใ€ใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใ็พฉๅ…„ใฎ็›ฎใซไป˜ใใจใ“ใ‚ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใใ€็พฉๅฆนใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Žๅคœๅฏใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ้ขจใŒๅผทใใฆๆ€–ใ„ใฎใ€ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใ‹ๅผฑใ•ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ—ใ€ไฟ่ญทๆฌฒใ‚’่ช˜ใ†ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Žๅฏ็‰ฉ่ชžใซๆ˜”ใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บ่ฉฑใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€่ท้›ขๆ„Ÿใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๅญไพ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไฝ“ใ‚’ๅฏ†็€ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅฟ…้ ˆใ€ ใ€Žๆณจๆ„ใ€‚ใ„ใšใ‚Œใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ–ใจใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ•ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชใไธ่‡ช็„ถใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚้–“้•ใฃใฆใ‚‚1ๅบฆใซๅ…จ้ƒจใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ–ใจใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ !!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๆŽŒใซ้€šใ—ใŸๆฐ—ใ‚’ใ€Ž็ซๆฐ—ใ€ใซ่ปขๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸๅธณ้ขใ‚’็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŒ็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€่ฃใซใฏใ‚ใฎๆ–นใŒใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ไฝ™่จˆใชไบ‹ใ‚’โ€•โ€•! ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆใ“ใจใ‚’! ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใƒ’ใƒฆใ‚ญๆง˜ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใฆๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚ชใƒˆใ‚ณใ‚ดใ‚ณใƒญใ‚’้ทฒๆŽดใฟใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆ”ป็•ฅๆœฌใชใฎใซ!!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‹ใพใ—ใ„!ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๆŽดใฟใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่ƒŒไธญใฎใƒ„ใƒœใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่บซๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใจใ‚Œใชใใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใช่ท็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ่ถณใงๅ†ใณๅคœใฎ้—‡ใธใจๅ‡บๅฅ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚ชใƒฌใŒใ„ใ‚‹ในใๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็ฃ็Ž‹ๆฑบๅฎšๆˆฆใชใ‚“ใžใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€่ตฐใ‚Šใซ่ตฐใฃใฆ40ๅˆ†ใปใฉใง ใพใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใพใŸ ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซ็ฝ ใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚่ถณๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใชโ€•โ€•ใจใ€ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใคใ‚“ใคใ‚“ใจไธŠ็€ใฎ่ฃพใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒ่‚ใ‚’ๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงๅ…จ็„ถๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใˆใญใˆใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ็Šฌใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใพใ 5~6ๆญณไฝใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็‹ผไบบๆ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉๅ…‰ใ‚‹็›ฎใงใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใงใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฐใ•ใชๅญใŒ? ่จใ—ใ’ใซๆ€ใ†ใ‚ชใƒฌใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใญใ€ใ“ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่Œถ่‰ฒใ„ๅญ็Šฌใงใ€้ฆ–ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้ ญใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ตคใ„ๅธƒใŒๅทปใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚่ฆ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ้ ญใซๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้’ใ„ใƒใƒณใƒ€ใƒŠใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏใ€ŽใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ€ใ ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€็ณธใฎไธ€ๆœฌไธ€ๆœฌใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใŒ้œŠๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆ็ทจใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸ้˜ฒๅ…ทใซใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใชใ„้ ‘ไธˆใชใƒขใƒŽใ ใฃใŸใฃใ‘ใชใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใคใ„ใ€ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใซใฒใŸใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒฌใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’ใ€็Šฌใฎใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๅฅณใฎๅญใฏใŒใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใ€‚ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธ€็ท’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚“ใจๅฑฑใ‚’ใŠๅ‚ใ‚ŠใซๆฅใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒใ‚ณใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽขใ—ใฆใŸใฎใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆ......ใ€ ็Šฌ(ใƒใ‚ณใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅๅ‰ใ ใ‚ใ†)ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซ่ฆชใจ้›ขใ‚Œใฆ่ฟทๅญใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฐใ•ใ„ๅญไพ›ใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฏ่ฆชใ‚‚ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒใ‚ณใฏใ‚ชใƒฌใŒๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœๆŽขใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ›......ใˆใˆใจใ€ใŠๅๅ‰ใฏใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉ!ใ€ ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚ˆใ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ๅฅณใฎๅญโ€•โ€•ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ใพใšใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธๅธฐใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ้€ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๅฑˆใฟ่พผใ‚“ใง่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใซใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ...ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใ‚ณใŒใ€ ่บŠ่บ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใชใ‚‹ในใๅ„ชใ—ใ่จ€ใ„่žใ‹ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ณใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚ๅฟƒ้…ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใŒๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใŸใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใšใฏใŠๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ใƒใ‚ณใฏๅฟ…ใšใ‚ชใƒฌใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงๅฑ…ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ ใ‘ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใƒผ...ใจใญใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใŠใฃใใใฆๅฐ–ใฃใŸ็™ฝใ„็ŸณใŒ2ใคใ€ไธฆใ‚“ใงใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŒ็‰™ๅฒฉใ‹......ใ€ ็‰นๅพด็š„ใชใใฎ้€ ๅฝขใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?! ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ใใ“ใซใƒใ‚ณใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ€้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใฆ!ใ€ ๅฟ…่‡ณใซๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ‚ชใƒฌใฏ่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚่ฆชๅ…ƒใธๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅญ็ŠฌใŒไธ€ๆ™ฉ็„กไบ‹ใซ้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๆœใ€ใใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๅญใฎๅนผใ„ๅฟƒใซใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๅ‚ทใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ๅนธใ„ๅŒ็‰™ๅฒฉใฏใฃใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†้ ใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ่ถณใชใ‚‰20ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไธ€็ท’ใซใƒใ‚ณใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซไน—ใฃใฆใ€ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใซ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใคใ‹ใพใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๅญไพ›ใฎไฝ“ๆธฉใจ้‡ใ•ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใใฎใพใพ่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€้ซ˜ใ„! ๆ—ฉใ„! ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใฎๆญ“ๅฃฐใซๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’็ทฉใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใชใ‚‹ในใ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคๅคง่‡ณๆ€ฅๅŒ็‰™ๅฒฉใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ๅคœใจใฏ่จ€ใˆๆบ€ๆœˆใชใฎใŒๅนธใ„ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใปใผๆ˜ผ้–“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็จ‹ใชใๅŒ็‰™ๅฒฉใธๅˆฐ้”ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ด ๆ—ฉใ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใŒใ€็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฎๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใ€ใฉใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใงใƒใ‚ณใฏใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚“? ใˆใƒผใจ......ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‹ใ‚‰็œ ใใ†ใชใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ€็„ก็†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ็›ธๅฝ“ๆญฉใ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใŒไธๆ„ใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใŸๅฃฐใงใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใƒใ‚ณ!? ใ„ใพใƒใ‚ณใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œ? ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใซใฏ่žใ“ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒใ‚ณใฎๅฃฐใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฎไธ‹ใฎใปใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใŸใฎ!ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพใซใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๅด–ใฎไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅด–ไธ‹ใ€5mใปใฉใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซๅ‡บใฃๅผตใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ตคใ„ๅธƒใŒๆบใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ“ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๆŽดใพใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“!ใ€ ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ๅ‘ผๅธใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅด–ไธ‹ใธใจ้ง†ใ‘ไธ‹ใ‚Šใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅด–ไธ‹ใฎ็ชชใฟใซใฏใ€ๅคใณใŸ่ตคใ„ๅธƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใจใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซใชใฃใŸๅญ็Šฌใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจๆ€ใ—ใ้ชจใŒๆ•ฃไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใใ€็›ธๅฝ“ใชๅนดๆ•ฐใŒ็ตŒ้Žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคใ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใƒใ‚ณใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ„? ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉ?ใ€ ็œ ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏๅฑˆใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ€่ƒŒไธญใซๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ…Ž้‡ใซไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉ?ใ€ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏๅญไพ›ใฎๅงฟใฏใชใใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚ŠใซๅคใณใŸ็ŸณใฎๅกŠใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹ใใฎ็ŸณใซใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๅคงไบ‹ใซใใฎ็Ÿณใ‚’ๆŠฑใไธŠใ’ใ€ๆ•ฃไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็Šฌใฎ้ชจใจๅธƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ€ไธ€ใคใซใพใจใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใซใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใซไผšใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€ใใฎใ™ใๅ‚ใฎ่—ชใฎไธญใซใ€ๅคใณใŸ็Ÿณๅก”ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚่„‡ใซใฏๅข“็ข‘้Š˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ŽใƒŠใ‚ฟใƒฉใ€ใจๅฝซใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไบกใใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚‚ใ†7ๅนดใ‚‚ๅ‰ใฎๆ—ฅไป˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใใฎ็Ÿณๅก”ใฎไธŠใซใ€ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ็Ÿณใ‚’่ผ‰ใ›โ€•โ€•่ช‚ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏใพใฃใŸโ€•โ€•็Ÿณๅก”ใฎ้šฃใซ็ฉดใ‚’ๆŽ˜ใ‚Šใ€ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ็Šฌใฎ้ชจใจๅธƒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ใ€ใใฎไธŠใซ่ฟ‘ใใซใ‚ใฃใŸ็Ÿณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไบŒใคใฎๅข“ใซ่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใจใ€‚ๅธฐใ‚‹ใ‹โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้…ใใชใฃใŸใŒใ‚ขใ‚นใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅฅดใฏๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ ƒใ‹? ใพใ‚ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅธฐใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงๅฟƒ้…ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒฌใฏใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆไบŒใคใฎ็Ÿณ็ข‘ใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใจใใŸ้“ใ‚’ๆˆปใ‚‹ใŸใ‚่ตฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
[Third Night: Levan side] Also, the night is coming. Levan sighed as he watched the setting sunset. days after returning from the temple of the Spiritual Mountain. I said I was back, or I was abducted when I realized it. I have vague memories back and forth, but my sister-in-law (Asmina) tells me that she was talking in front of the Crimson Empire Imperial Crimson Nation - that one and a beautiful girl - and suddenly fell ill. That hasn't happened before, but was they just nervous about the other guy? When I try to remember the situation, for some reason, my stomach aches from gin... Therefore, before the Games, when the successor to the Beast King was questioned, he was begged by those inside, starting with Gisis, that it would be difficult to manage his health alone, and he stayed inside without stopping, but he regrets it greatly now. No, not that living inside is uncomfortable or anything, but that the people around me also respect me for being the next chief (by the way, my father, who was a chief, died with my mother about four years ago from an epidemic disease. The fact that I am still a pre adult means that the seat of the chief is vacant and Gisis is taking his place), it is interesting to go hunting for prey with the men inside during the day, and it was hard to secure one drinking water in the Spiritual Mountains (Yama), but there is no such difficulty here. Yes - normally, I didn't have to go all the way to the inconvenient Ganoderma Mountain, but the only thing here that doesn't make me free and threatens my peace and security. Needless to say, it's my sister-in-law Asmina. No, it didn't start right now when he came in favor of me, and it was something that made me smile when I was a kid. However, when I saw that trend accelerating in momentum over the past year or so, cheeking people's laundry or snorting roughly with the handmade "brother pillow," I honestly thought it was creepy through the wussai and ran off seizurely on its feet because it was the truth that led me to the spiritual mountain (Yama)... So, I came back inside and wondered if those days of warfare would start again, but fortunately I couldn't see any obvious sister-in-law perversion like before. Exactly a year later he was relieved to see if he was cold in the head or wore moderation...... it was sweet. It was upgrading in a weird way. For example, in the morning... "Come on, it's morning ~. If you don't wake up soon, your breakfast will be cold ~" With the word, when I feel the weight on my belly and open my eyes, Asmina is crossing over me over the blanket. "... Asmina" "... why aren't you wearing a pair? My underwear is rounded out..." "Shh, your Etsy! I deliberately hold it around the hem of my jacket, and yet catch a glimpse of me. For example, noon... From inside the room separated by a partition, there is a gasagoso noise, so I peek and see. "Shit, stay. Open it. Damn it! I'm getting dressed right now! Oh, come on, you're a real jerk." Half-naked Asmina hides her skin to the point of apology and pretends to be pumped angry. I inquire half-eyed. "... why are you dressed in my room? The book was deliberately placed on the desk in the room. I thought it was some kind of conveying matter, and I rolled it into pieces. "I'm home early today. How delightful! My chest is pounding and painful. Come on, you realize how I feel... I just thought about you, my breasts are full, and my rice doesn't go through my throat. Just stay by your side, I'm happy, but I want you to stay with me... ' "Yikes! Come on, don't look! - You can't look at it on your own." As if I was weighing the timing (or I guess I was), the Asmina who showed up takes that book out of my hand. "... I saw it, you stay? Asmina dyes her cheeks and looks at my face. "Hey, what's up, honey? "If you're sure of my memory, when I get back, I'll say," It's great to have dinner with Brother Levan. Dinner yummy!! 'And I think I've been hanging in there all morning? ......... ......... "... already! I knew you saw it, your brother's sketch! And at night... "... Come on, it's windy and scary this evening. Can I sleep with you? Asmina, with a pillow in her sleeping roll, came into the room with a snack. By the way, it's a full moon tonight, cloudless weather. I hear bugs a lot. "Then do we all sleep in the clutter every once in a while? I'm sorry to bother you at Gisis's place." "Wait a minute -! Asmina clinging to my hips trying to get out. "It would be the flag collection route for the two of us to unveil the night and event to memorabilia like 'You'll always be a child' or 'Remember when you were little, stay!?" "... what is that" And, at that time, from the exciting chest of Asmina, a book made of much more superior looking paper, unlike the one on which the sleeping words I saw in the evening were written, fell. "- What is this? I was just trying to pick it up, and Asmina, who changed her complexion, was a must not act. "Ahhh, don't look! I was rushing to pick it up, so I held it down with one hand and picked it up with the other to see what was in it. "The Right Love Manual at Sister-in-law by Scarlet Snow" "It's the iron plate that my sister-in-law goes to wake up in the morning. When you do that, get on the bed or cross over your sleeping brother-in-law and show your pants. ' "Making him encounter the scene of a change of clothes in the guise of a trivial accident. Private room, bathroom, etc. Valid ' "Keeping it subtly in the sight of my brother-in-law, such as a self-written diary or a collection of poems, to make her realize how my sister-in-law feels" "When I sleep at night, I appeal to weakness by saying," Is it windy and scary today, "and inviting my protective appetite" "I narrow my distance by telling old memorabilia and stuff to sleep stories. However, it is essential to keep your body close to you in order to make you aware that you are no longer a child. 'Caution. Take the time to do it so that it doesn't become trivially unnatural because overdoing any of the methods will bruise you. Things you don't try to do all at once, even if you're wrong' "Bruised and overdone!!" I converted the chi I had put in my palm into 'fire' and burned down the book I had in my hand at once. "Ghahahahahahahahahahahaha!!" Asmina screams but ignores. Or was there that one behind you? Something extra! "Oh my God! This is a tactical book to eagle Otokogokoro, which you asked Hiyuki to write for you!!" "Weird!" I held the bump on Asmina's back, which I had grabbed, and after being unable to move for a while, I took my nearby luggage and ran again into the darkness of the night on that leg. Again, this wasn't where I was supposed to be. I don't care about the Beast King's decision, I live alone in Spiritual Mountain! โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ So I ran for a run and in about minutes I came to the top of the spiritual mountain (Yama) and exhaled with relief. Well, my sister-in-law (or sister-in-law) will come after me again, even if I run away here. I had to set up a trap early and do a little stopping - and I thought, I got stuck and pulled on the hem of my jacket, and honestly, I crushed my inner heart. I didn't even notice until I was pulled. "Hey, bro, didn't you see my dog? I would still be about - years old if I looked at it. A werewolf-like girl was looking up at me with her sparkling eyes. Why is there such a little girl here? Ignoring me to my surprise, she goes on. "You know, this is about the size of a brown puppy with a red cloth wrapped around his neck like your brother's head. Didn't you see that? I did my hand on the blue bandana that was reflexively wrapped around my head. I forgot because it's always wrapped around me, but speaking of which, this guy said 'amulet' and Asmina knitted every single piece of yarn with spiritual power, it was a sturdy thing that couldn't beat a little armor... Then, I guess I received my memorable silence that I didn't know about the dog, and the girl tried to walk away from the scene in a disappointing manner. "Hey, wait a minute. Is your father or your mother not with you? "I came to visit the mountain with my old man, and I was looking for Chico because he was gone. Then my grandmother disappeared..." Did you leave your parents and get lost while you were looking for a dog (which would be the name Chico)? How worried the mother would also be if such a small child disappeared... "Okay. I'll look for Chico tomorrow morning, so you... uh, what's your name? "Natala!" Girl who answers well - Natala. "Natala, let's go home to your mother first. Because your brother will send you away." I bent down and set my gaze on Natala. "... but Chico did" To Natala, who hesitated, I told her as gently as I could. "I'm also worried about Chico, but my mother is even more worried about Natala being gone. I need to reassure your mother first. I'll find Chico, so can you just tell me which neighborhood he's gone? "Hmm... and two big, pointed white stones like this, where they were lined up" "Double tooth rock..." Its distinctive shape is unmistakable. "Do you know your brother?! Then please, there's Chico, take him! I thought of Natala before I begged her. If it's true, it should be delivered to my parents soon, but I don't even think my puppy will be safe for the night. How much will you scratch this child's young heart if you find out about it tomorrow morning? Fortunately, the double tooth rock is not that far away. My leg would wear it in 0 minutes. "Okay. Then let's go find Chico together. Then get on your brother's back." I turned my back on Natala. "Yeah. Thanks, brother! "Hold on tight! After checking the child's temperature and weight, I ran straight out when I got up. "Wow, expensive! Fast! Wow, brother! As I loosen my mouth to Natala's cheer, I head to Double Tooth Rock as quickly as possible to avoid rocking my back. Fortunately, it's a full moon at night, and it looks almost like daylight to my eyes. Reach Double Tooth Rock quickly and look around, but no sign of a creature. "Natala, where's Chico gone? "... hmm? Er..." I could hear Natala sleeping from my back. This is the time, I can't help it. And I'd be pretty tired of walking. and with Natala's accidentally firm voice, "- Chico!? I just heard Chico, brother! "? Well, it didn't sound like me." "Definitely, it's the voice of Chico. I heard it from down there! As they say, I peered under a little cliff. Then there was an outpouring under the cliff, about 5m, and I could see the red cloth shaking. "Over there. All right, Natala, hold on tight! "Yeah!" I only breathed for a moment, and I ran down to the cliff at once. The cliffside shavings were scattered with old red cloth cuts and bones that I thought belonged to a pieced puppy. None of them, however, were yesterday, not today's, but an antiquity that seemed quite a few years old. "... what do you mean? Natala, is this from Chico? Natala?" I thought I'd fallen asleep, and I bent in and carefully lowered the hand I was turning on my back. "- Natala?" Looking back and checking, there was no sign of a child there, instead a chunk of old stone was rolling. For some reason I felt Natala's smile on the stone, and I lifted the stone again, collecting the bones and cloth cuts of the dogs that had been scattered and putting them together in one piece. In the first place I met Natala, right next to it, was an old stone tower. On the side there was a headstone inscription and it was carved 'Natala'. The date of his death was seven years ago. On top of the stone tower, I put the stone I had brought - and I fell into it as if I had caught it - and dug a hole next to the stone tower, and filled the bones and cloth cuts of the dog I had brought, and brought the stone that was nearby upon it to stand. Then I gently put my hands together on the two graves. "Well. Go home." It's totally late, but the Asmina guy will be waiting. No, when you're chasing me? Well, but don't go home. You can't worry about me. I bowed my head to the two tablets again and ran out to return to the path I had originally taken.
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ๆธ…ๆฝ”ใชใ‚ทใƒผใƒ„ใŒๆ•ทใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใงใ€้ ญใซ็ด…็™ฝใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ๅคงๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆๅฏใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใซใ‚ƒใ‚€ใซใ‚ƒ......ๅ–ฐใ„ใญใˆๅ–ฐใ„ใญใˆใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉใฃๅญใ ใฃใฆ? ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใƒ‰ใƒณใƒ–ใฃใฆ......ใ‚€ใซใ‚ƒใ‚€ใซใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒŠใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒฌ?ใ€ ใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“ใฑใ‚‰ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ไธๅฎ‰ใจๆททไนฑใซ้™ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ่ƒฝๅคฉๆฐ—ใชๅงฟใ€‚ ๆถŽใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†้ฃŸใˆใญใˆใ‚ˆ......ไธ‰้‡ใญใฎใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ญใจใ‹็„ก็†......ใ‚€ใซใ‚ƒใ‚€ใซใ‚ƒใ€ใจใ€ๅฏ่จ€ใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ่ปฝใๆฎบๆ„ใŒๆนงใใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅ‰ๅพŒไธ่ฆšใงๆ˜็กใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ‚’่ถณ่นดใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚คใƒฉใƒƒใจใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ใใฃใจๅ ชใˆใฆๆŠผใ•ใˆ่พผใ‚€โ€•โ€• ใ€Œๅงซใซใ”่ถณๅŠดใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸ็œผๅ‰ใงใ€ๅฏๅบŠใฎใพใพใจใฏใ„ใ„่บซๅˆ†ใ ใชใ€ๅฐๅƒงใฃ!ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใใ‚Œใงๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็…ฝใ‚Š่€ๆ€งใ‚ผใƒญใงใƒœใ‚ฏใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใฏๅฏ็‡ƒๆ€งใ‚ฌใ‚นใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ฐกๅ˜ใซ็ซใŒ็‚นใๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚‚ๆ–Ÿ้…Œใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒˆใ”ใจ่ถณ่นดใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ˆชๅ…ˆใง่นดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฏไธ€็žฌใงใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซ็ •ใ‘ใ€ใใ‚Œใซไฝตใ›ใฆ็ฉบไธญใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฏใ€้Œๆ‰ใฟใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใฉใ‚Šใ†ใฃใฆๅบŠใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ€Œๆตใ—ใƒ‘ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‹~? ไธ‰ๅ›ž่ปขใจใ‹ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ใชใƒผใ€ใจใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใƒžใ‚คใƒšใƒผใ‚นใซๅฏ่จ€ใฎ็ถšใใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹(ๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฒใจใคใชใ„ใจใ‹ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๆ‚ช้‹ใŒๅผทใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡)ใ€‚ ......ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏ่ตทใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใ‚ฆใ‚ฑ็‹™ใฃใฆใชใ„? ใ€Œๅ†—่ซ‡ใซใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ†—่ซ‡ใง็ฅžๅธ้™›ไธ‹ใซใ”่ถณๅŠดใ‚’้ก˜ใ†ใปใฉๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚‚ๅ‘ฝ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใใฃใฑใ‚Š่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰็ท้•ทใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“้ ทใ„ใฆๅŒๆ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใƒœใ‚ฏใซไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ“ใฎใ€Ž็ฅžๅธใ€ใฃใฆ้€šใ‚Šๅใฏใชใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘? ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใจใ—ใŸๅ††ๅ“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐ†ใจใ‹ใฏใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใฎๅ‰ๅคงใ•ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ€…ไฟฎ้ฃพ่ชžใซๆฌ ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€็„ก็Ÿฅ่’™ๆ˜งใชๆฐ‘่ก†ใฉใ‚‚ใซๅคšใใ‚’ๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใจๆบ€่ถณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‹ใฏ้ข็™ฝใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‘ใใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Ž็ฅžใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ชฐใŒๅฅฝใๅฅฝใ‚“ใงๅไน—ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚่’ผ็ฅž็…Žใ˜ใฟใŸใ„ใง็ธ่ตทใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใฏใ„ใˆไธ–้–“็š„ใซใฏใ€ŽๅฎŸใฏ้‚ช็ฅžใ ใฃใŸ่’ผ็ฅžใ€ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใซ้จ™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€Žๅ…ƒไฟก่€…ใ€ใจใชใฃใŸ่–ๆ•™ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใจใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใฎๆฎ‹ๅ…šใฏใพใ ใพใ ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆด—่„ณโ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใจใ„ใ€ๆ€ๆƒณๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ™ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹......ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ณใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠๅฅณๅธใชใฉใฎๅ…ฑ้€š่ฆ‹่งฃใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅทฅไฝœใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ๅ……ๅฎŸใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅ›ฝๅฎถ็™พๅนดใฎ่จˆใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใช้ก”ใง้ป’ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใตใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ ใชใซใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ†......ๆ•™่‚ฒใฃใฆๅใฎ็พŽ่พž้บ—ๅฅใซ้ฃพใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒžใ‚คใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่€ƒใˆใ™ใŽใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใƒœใ‚ฏใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆ‰‹ใฃๅ–ใ‚Šๆ—ฉใ„ใฎใฏๅฎ—ๆ•™ใซใฏๅฎ—ๆ•™ใงๅฏพๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ใจๆ‰“้–‹็ญ–ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใฎใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณใง่–ๆ•™ใฎ่กจใ‚‚่ฃใ‚‚ๅฎŸ่ณชๅ–ใ‚Šไป•ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใฃใใ“ใฎใพใพ็ท‹้›ชใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆ•™็ฅ–ใ‹ๅพก็ฅžไฝ“ใซใ—ใฆๅฎ—ๆ•™ใ‚’็ซ‹ใกไธŠใ’ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹? ใพใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็†ๆƒณใจใ—ใฆใฏๅฏพๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•™็พฉใฎใตใŸใคใฎๅฎ—ๆ•™ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใปใ†ใŒใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚ˆใๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใจใชใใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ€ค่ธใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใคใใŒๆฐ—ใซ้ฃŸใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใชใซใ‹ใŸใใ‚‰ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹็›ฎใ ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎ—ๆ•™ใฎ่ฆช็Ž‰ใจใ‹้ขๅ€’่‡ญใ„ใ€‚ใƒ‘ใ‚นใƒƒ!!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ‘ใ‚น2ใฃ! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๆŠน้ฆ™่‡ญใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ณใƒชใ‚ดใƒชใ‚ˆใ€ ้œฒ้ชจใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆๅณๅบงใซๆ–ญใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ‚ฟใƒกใ‚ดใƒญใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€่ชฌๅพ—ใฏ้›ฃใ—ใใ†ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚‰ใฝใฃใใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่ปฝใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆใใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใกใชใฟใซใงใ™ใŒใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใฉใƒผใ„ใ†ๅๅ‰ใฎๅฎ—ๆ•™ใŒใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใƒผ?ใ€ ้ข็™ฝใŒใฃใฆๆททใœใฃ่ฟ”ใ™ใฎใฏๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใƒใ‚ณใฎ่‚‰็ƒใทใซใทใซๆ•™ใ€ใ€ ๆ•™็พฉใฎๅŸบๆœฌใฏไธ€ๆ—ฅใ€ใƒŒใ‚ณใ‚’ๆง‹ใฃใฆใพใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎ—ๆ•™ๆˆฆไบ‰ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตๅดใŒใ‚คใฎไธ€็•ชใงใ€Ž็Œซใ‚ทใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๆจใฆ็Œซใƒใ‚บใƒผใ‚ซใ€ใจใ‹ไฝฟใฃใฆๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใใ†ใงใ™ใชใƒผใ€ ใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏใฃใจ้™ฝๆฐ—ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ๅฝฑ้ƒŽใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใฎๆ€ใ—ๅฌใ—ใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใฐ!ใ€ ใจใ€ใƒใ‚ซ่ฉฑใฎใฏใšใŒไป–ใฎ้ขๅญใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใง่กŒๅ‹•ใซ็งปใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใงใ€ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฅ”่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹็พฝ็›ฎใซใชใฃใŸใ—ใ€‚ใปใ‚“ใจใ€ๆด’่ฝใŒๆด’่ฝใง้€šใ˜ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎๆ€–ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๅ›žๆƒณ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€‚ ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใใƒผใ™ใ‹ๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅคชๅนณๆฅฝใชๆง˜ๅญใซๆฅญใ‚’็…ฎใ‚„ใ—ใŸๅคฉๆถฏใŒใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใงใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒžใฎ่ฅŸ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใจๅ‰ๅพŒๅทฆๅณใซๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใซๆฅใŸใฏใšใŒไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซ็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใชๆšดๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ๅคฉๆถฏใฎๅ‚่‹ฅ็„กไบบใ•ใซใ€ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็ซ‹ๅ ดใจๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”่‰ฒใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใซใฏ่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ๅ‘จๆณขๆ•ฐใงใฎๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฃ็ณปๆ˜Ÿ็ฃ(็•ชๅค–)ใฎใ€ˆ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ตทใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ็†Ÿ็กใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅนธใ›ใใ†ใช้ ญใฎไธŠใงใ€ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใถใ‚‰ใถใ‚‰ๆบใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒญใ‘ใใ†ใชๅฏ้ก”ใจใ‚ขใƒ›ใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใŒๆ€–ใ„ใปใฉไผผๅˆใ†ใ€‚็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป˜ใ„ใฆใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใชใ......ใจใ€ๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใชๆ„ŸๆƒณใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ”ใ‚ทใƒชใ€ใจๅคฉๆถฏใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใซๆฏ”ๅ–ฉใงใฏใชใ้›ทๅ…‰ใŒไนฑ่ˆžใ—ใฆใ€็จใฟไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹็›ฎใŒๆฎใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใพใ‚ใ€ๆŠ‘ใˆใฆๅคฉๆถฏใ€‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏ็—…ไบบใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ๅ‰ๅพŒไธ่ฆšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ญ”ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใจใˆ็—…่บซใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๅฑ็ฏคใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใŒใŠๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้“็†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใใฎ้“็†ใฏใ†ใกใฎใƒžใ‚คใƒซใƒผใƒซใชใฎใงใ€ไป–ๆ‰€ใงใฏ้€š็”จใ—ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใพใ ๅฃฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€ไธ€ๅฟœๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ€‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซ? ็งใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹?ใ€ ๅบŠใงๆถŽใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใพใพใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ่€ณๅ…ƒใซๅ›ใใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใจ่กจๆƒ…ใŒๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€ŒใŠใฃ......!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ้ป™ใฃใฆๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€ใ‚ฌใƒซใƒ†ๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰็ท้•ทใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆœŸๅพ…ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ็›ฎใงใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใฒใฒใฒใฒใฃ......ใใตใตใตใตใตใฃ......ใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€็ท‹้›ชใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅคœใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ ๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใŒใ€ๅฏใผใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅนธใ›ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่…•ใซ้ ฌๆ“ฆใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅบŠใซๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใžใ‚ใ‚“! ใจๅๆŒ‡ใ—ใงๆŒ‡ๅใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ…จ่บซใซๅฏ’ใ‚คใƒœใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใŒ็„ก่จ€ใฎใพใพใ€ๆฎใ‚ใฃใŸ็›ฎใคใใง็‰‡่ถณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎๅคชๅนณๆฅฝใช้ก”ใ‚’ๆฝฐใใ†ใจ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใฆ่ธใฟๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎบใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ€ใพใ€ใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใŸๅพ…ใฃใŸ!!ใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใ‚„ใฐใ„! ใ“ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ ใจ่ทกๅฝขใ‚‚ใชใๆŠนๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่˜‡็”Ÿใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๆญขใ‚ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏใจๅ‰ฏใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‰็ท้•ทใ€ใƒŸใƒผใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒฌใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใ€ใฉใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„้ก”ใงใผใ‘ใฃใจ็ชใฃ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้šๅ“กใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไธƒ็ฆๆ˜Ÿ็ฃใซใ€ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ„ใงๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ‚ˆใฃ!ใ€ ใจใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆณจๆ„ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ใจๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸ้ขจใงๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚‡ใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใฃ!!!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใ€็ตžใ‚ๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆๆ–ญๆœซ้ญ”ใฎใ‚ฌใƒžใ‚ฌใ‚จใƒซใฟใŸใ„ใช็ตถๅซใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผใˆใ™ใ€ใŠใƒผใˆใ™! ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹็ถฑๅผ•ใใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎไฝ“(ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹้ฆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠ)ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‹็ต„ใจใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆ นใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅŠ›ไปปใ›ใซๅผ•ใๆŠœใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ต„(ใกใชใฟใซใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๅ…ˆ้ ญ)ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ€ๆœ‰ๅŠนใชๆฒป็™‚ๆณ•ใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ๅŠ›ใฅใใงๅผ•ใฃใ“ๆŠœใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใงใƒผใ˜ใ‚‡ใถใ ใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใงใ‚‚็งใŒ็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅŒ™ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใŸใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆŠ•ใ’้ฃใ‚Šใชๆๆกˆใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ€็พๅœจใ€่’็™‚ๆฒปใ‚’ๅฎŸ่กŒไธญใจใ„ใ†ๆตใ‚Œใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใซใ’ใซๅคฉๆถฏใฎๆšดๅŠ›ใจใŸใ„ใ—ใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏๆฒป็™‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๅ‰ๅ‘ใใชๆšดๅŠ›ใชใฎใงใƒŽใƒผใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใƒˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŽใ‚‡ใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใฃ!!!ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใฌใชใ€ๅงซใ€ ่ฌŽใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใŒๆ”พใคๆ‚ฒ้ณดใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸไธƒ็ฆๆ˜Ÿ็ฃ(็•ชๅค–)ใงใ€ˆ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚„ใคใฏๅฎฟไธปใฎ่„ณใซๅฏ„็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ๅฆ–่‰ใฎไธ€็จฎใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๅฎฟไธปใ‚’็œ ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆ็„กๆŠตๆŠ—ใฎใพใพ้คŠๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œ่‡ชไฝ“ใฏใใ†็ใ—ใใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็ฒพ็ฅžใซใ‚‚ๅนฒๆธ‰ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็„ก็†ใซๅผ•ใฃใบใŒใ™ใจ่‰ฏใใฆๅปƒไบบใ€ๆ‚ชใใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่„ณๅ‘ณๅ™ŒใŒๅˆๆœŸๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒ‘ใƒผ......ใƒˆใ‚ณใƒญใƒ†ใƒณ็Šถๆ…‹ใธใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใˆใฃ......!?ใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ใฏใ˜ใ‚ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไธ€้ƒจใŒๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€็„ก้–ขไฟ‚ใซๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใŸใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใปใ‹ใฎ้ขใ€…ใŒใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใ‚’้“้€ฃใ‚Œใซ็—…ๅฎคใฎๅฃใ‚’ใถใก็ ดใฃใฆๅค–ใธ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ‚............ใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๅ‘†็„ถใจ่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใงใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ“ใฎๆœŸใซๅŠใ‚“ใงๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฒใจใคใชใ„ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚คใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใฎใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใ€ใ€Œใ‘ใ‘ใ‘ใ‘ใ‘ใ‘ใ‘ใฃ!!ใ€ๅ‹ใก่ช‡ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
Outside Adventurers Dream Of Newlyweds Joey, who blossomed red and white tulips on his head on a bed with clean sheets, slept with a big mouth open. "Munya...... Eat it. Eat it. Hey, even Ara boy? Three Rushing Dombri... Munyamunya" "... Nanicole? leave your surroundings in anxiety and confusion, this energetic weather figure. I drool and say, "You can't eat anymore... I can't eat thirty-six staged cakes or anything like that... munya," and when I see you whining in your sleep, I'm mildly willing to kill you, but you can't just kick a person in front or back unconscious and comatose, so I hold you in for the frustration - "You're in a good position to stay in bed in front of the princess for all her hard work, kid! I did that, but with zero sedition resistance, it was easier to light a fire than a flammable gas in things about me. I had no hesitation or discretion for a moment, and I kicked Joey sleeping in every bet. Kicked in the toe, the bed smashed to pieces in an instant, and in conjunction with that, Joey, who flew into the air, fell more and more on the floor with a cone rub, but "Is it flush pasta ~? Three spins or something a little intense -" and then he's whining about the continuation of his bedtime speech to My Pace (I wonder how unlucky he is with no injuries or anything). ... So, isn't this really happening? Ain't you after Uke? "It just sounds like a joke, but hey..." "Neither do we command His Majesty the Divine Emperor to do more with such a lame joke." I'll be clear, Mr. Meer. Deputy Guild General Garte also agrees with yeah nodding. Whatever, but what's the street name of this' god emperor 'that I've been able to give you lately? The Demon General of the Round Table, including Heavenly Life, said, "Sort of. I'm also willing to lack a few more modifiers to let the princess know how great she is, but it would be useless to expect a lot from ignorant folks," I'm satisfied, and Mr. Shadowloon or something is interesting. But who likes and names' God '? It's like the second frying of the Ethereal God and it's not even on edge. Nevertheless, there is still worldly 'Ethereal God, who was actually an evil god', and the remnants of ecclesiastical influence and Aeon, who became 'former believers' who were fooled by it, so we need to take the time to brainwash them from now on - and educate ourselves on ideas... are common views such as King Collard and Empress Oriana. "I'm good at that kind of work." "Improving education is the centenary of the nation." The two of them had a black grin on their happy faces when they did it. Something like this... Is it too much of a thought for me to feel like education is about to be done with mind-control embellished in the beauty phrase of the name? Towards troubled me, "Well, the quick thing to do is confront religion with religion." and the opening measures in his mouth were essentially partitioned between the ecclesiastical tables and the back with their eons, rapturous. "Why don't you just start your religion with Mr. Scarlet Snow as your patriarch or goddess? There are naturally some people who disagree with it, so ideally it would be better to have two religions of opposing doctrine, which can be taken in balance." I was joking, but I don't care how you look at me like you deserve this one anyway. This is some kind of eye. "Religion's best balls and other annoying smells. Passssssss!!" "Pass two! Me, too. The smell is already bad." Lapokusan shrugged her shoulders gently and cut the story off, deciding that it seemed difficult to persuade Bok and Tamegoro to say no immediately with an outspoken face. I just thought, "- By the way, what name religion would you prefer if you were a lady? Shadow Lang is the one who mingles with amusement. "" Teaching cat meatballs puffs "" The fundamentals of doctrine are that one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day, one day. "When there is a religious war, the enemy is going to attack using" Cat Shield "or" Discarded Cat Bazooka "at the top of (a)." Ha, ha, ha. Mr. Shadowloon laughs cheerfully. "With the princess's thoughts! And, since the dumb story was supposed to be that the other faces really started to move into action, I was the feather of rushing to stop it. Really, it is the scary part of this world that the sprinkles don't go through. That concludes my recap. As usual, Heaven boiled his business down to the pacifying look of Joey sleeping Gu-Suka, grabbing his pajama collar with one hand and rocking him back, forth, left, and right. I want to stop you from being a lifelong bystander who should have come to visit but unilaterally wields merciless violence, but I can't do anything about it in relation to my position and strength, and I've been losing my complexion and screaming voiceless since just now, Fiore. It's a scream on a frequency unheard by normal humans, but it sounded like it sounded like the back-of-the-road (diaper) of Shirazawa (Hakuta) on the accompanying beast system's Seven Hazards Star Beast (out-of-the-box), "The Devil Sword Dog (Sword Dog)" or number six, and his ears were patting in depression. Still, tulips are dangling over Joey's happy head asleep without waking up. Still, the more troll sleeping faces and tulips like assholes look scary. Looks like it came with me from birth...... and that thought came to me as I watched the swinging tulip. Piscilli, and the thunderlight, not a metaphor, above the head of heaven, stirred his gaze. "Sort of, suppress it, heavenly. They're sick, they're unconscious, so I can't answer them." "Whether you are sick or in danger, it is a matter of reason to reply if the princess can speak up! Yeah, that logic is our myrule, so I don't think it works anywhere else. It's not like I haven't spoken up yet. So I tried to speak up. "Uh, hello, Joey. Are you okay? Can you hear me? Whispering into Joey's ear, which remained salivating on the floor, Pickle, fingertips and expression moved. "" "Whoa...! Fiore, Deputy Guild General Garte and Ms Meer, who were silently watching what was going on, look at it with anticipation. "... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh It's already night." Joey, with a disgusting grin, looked happy as she fell asleep, rubbed her cheeks against her heavenly arms and was immediately thrown on the floor. Wow! Cold Evo occurs all over my body nominated by name. With heaven's silence, he swung up one leg with a fixed eye and set his aim to crush Joey's placid face and try to step through. "Kill" "" "" Ma, Ma, Ma, Waited!! "" Shit! This momentum erases it without a trace. When that happens, I just can't resuscitate. Me and the deputy guild general, Mr. Meer, Fiore, rushing into a stop. And to the Seven Hazards Star Beast, an attendant who stood blurry with any good face, "Don't even look at everyone. Stop the Heavenly Life! And I cautioned, "Oh, you're stopping me?" and the wind that I realized took hold of Heavenly Life. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!!! A tulip over Joey's head emitted a scream like a strangled, disconnected toad. "Ohh, ooh, ooh!... It's starting to feel like a drag." The group that holds Joey's body (or top from his neck) and the group that is trying to pull through the firmly rooted tulips at his disposal (led by me, by the way). I tried a lot, but in the end, I couldn't find an effective cure. "Shouldn't we just pull through with all this strength? I'll bring him back to life even if he dies." According to my throwing suggestion of throwing a spoon, we are currently running a rough cure. I feel like nothing is often different from lifelong violence, but in this case it would be no count because it is positive violence to treat. "Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!!! "Hmm, this could be... this could be bad, princess" The twin trees of the "Green Leafman (Green Man)" at the Seven Hazards Starbeast (Outside), who was listening to the screams emitted by the mysterious tulip, have warned of the potpourri as he shook his neck sideways with a difficult face. "Apparently, this one is a kind of demonic grass that parasitizes the host's brain. Let the host sleep and absorb the nutrients without resistance. It's not so uncommon in itself, but at the same time, it seems to interfere with the spirit, forcing it to be good and obsolete, and worse, the brain miso is initialized and par...... it goes into a tocolotene state." "" "" What...!? Some, including me, accidentally removed the power of their pulling hands from the words. For a moment, other faces who had pulled and held irrelevantly out of balance, smashing Joey into the hospital room wall with him on the road and rolling outside. "" "" Ah... "" At the tip of his gaze, which stumbles upon him, Joey's tulip over his head, somehow uninjured throughout this period, says, "Sparkle it!! โ™ช I was laughing like I'd won โ™ช
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ใฎๆฐด็ซœ็Ž‹ใฎ้Žงใชใฎใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€2~3ๆญฉๅŠฃใ‚‹่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใŸใ ใ—ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฏไบŒๅˆ€ใ€‚็ทๅˆ็š„ใชๆญฆ่ฃ…ใงใฏไบ’่ง’......ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅพŒใฏ็ด”็ฒ‹ใช่…•ใฎๅทฎใŒๅ‹ๆ•—ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ใใ†่‚šใ‚’ใใใฃใŸ็จ€ไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ้ˆ่‰ฒใฎ็žณใŒๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆฐ—ๅˆใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ๅƒ…ใ‹ใซๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ€ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใŸ็จ€ไบบใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠ›ๅผทใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่ฟธใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๆˆ‘ใฏ็„ก้กž็„กๆ•ตใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ‰ฃใซๆ•ตใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ—ใฃใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๆˆ‘ใŒๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใฏ็œผๅ‰ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’่จŽใกๆป…ใผใ™!!ใ€ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใปใจใ‚“ใฉไธ‡่ƒฝใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใปใฉๅ…จ่บซใซๅŠ›ใŒๆผฒใ‚Šใ€ๅ…จๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒ100ใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆ้–‹ๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅƒ…ใ‹ใช่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚‚ๅ‘ฝๅ–ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใญใฐใ€ๅˆฐๅบ•ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......้ญ”่ก“่จ€่ชžใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ€ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ–ใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‹ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚้ข็™ฝใ„็œทๅฑž้ฃผใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆณๅฎขใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใงใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ใซๅบงใฃใฆๅฏ›ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒซใ‚ฏใƒใƒƒใƒˆใซใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใ€่ถใƒใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใ‚คใ‚’็ท ใ‚ใŸ็™ฝใ„ไปฎ้ขใฎ็”ทโ€•โ€•ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไป•็ต„ใฟใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฎไปฎ้ขใฎไธŠใซใ€Ž(; ใƒป`ฯ‰ใƒป ฬ)ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่กจ็คบใŒใงใŸใ€‚ ไบŒๅˆ€ๆตใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซๅŠ่บซใซใชใฃใŸใใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใซใฏใ€ใพใฃใŸใ็„ก็†ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚1ๆ‰‹ๅ…ˆใ‚’่ชญใ‚€็จ‹ๅบฆใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใ“ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใจ2ๆ‰‹3ๆ‰‹ๅ…ˆใฎ่ชญใฟๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ฟทใ„ใ‚’็”ฃใ‚€ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅธธใซๅ…ˆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚€ใฎใฟใ€‚ใใ†่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€็จ€ไบบใฎๅณ่ถณใŒๅบŠใ‚’่นดใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏใฃใ€ ๅบŠใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚’ๆป‘็ฉบใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆปใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็ชใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆกใฎๅ…‰ใจใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใพใ”ใ†ๅ‰ฃ้–ƒใ‚’ใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฏไธๅ‹•ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ€ไบคๅทฎใ•ใ›ใŸๅ‰ฃใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„็ซ่ŠฑใŒๆ•ฃใ‚Šใ€ๅผทๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็จ€ไบบใฎ็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใจๅ‹ขใ„ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅƒ…ใ‹ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅพŒ้€€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็จ€ไบบใฏ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ใใฎใพใพใซใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆปใ‚Šใ€ไบŒๆ’ƒ็›ฎใ‚’ใปใผ็œŸไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ โ€•โ€•ใ‹ใคใฆใฏ้ป„้‡‘่‰ฒใ ใฃใŸใใ‚Œใ ใŒใ€็พๅœจใฏ่ตค้ป’ใ„่ก€ใฎ่‰ฒใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚Š ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ๅทฆใฎๅ‰ฃใŒ็จ€ไบบใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใซๆป‘ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๆˆปใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใฎ้”ๅ…ƒใงใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ใใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใใ“ใธใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใŒ็ช้€ฒใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅๅญ—ๅ‰ฃใŒ ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฑ้™บใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆ็จ€ไบบใฏใใฎๅค–ๅดใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ๅดใธๆญป่ง’ใธใจๅ›ž้ฟใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅๅญ—ๅ‰ฃใŒ็ฟปใ‚Šใ€้Œ†ใณใŸ้ป„้‡‘ใฎ ใ€ŒใใŠใฃ!!ใ€ ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๅคงๅ‰ฃใงใ‚ซใƒใƒผใ—ใŸ็จ€ไบบใฎ้•ท่บซใŒใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„่กๆ’ƒใซ็ฟปๅผ„ใ•ใ‚Œ่ปฝใ€…ใจๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฉบไธญใงไธ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใซใ‹็€ๅœฐใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ๆฏ็ถ™ใๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใใ€่ท้›ขใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ้œžใฟ5้€ฃ็ถšใฎ็ชใใŒ็จ€ไบบใฎๅ…จ่บซใธใจๅฉใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆกใฃใŸๅคงๅ‰ฃใงๅฏ่ƒฝใช้™ใ‚ŠๆŒใใŒใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใใ‚Œใšใซ้Žงใฎใ‚ใกใ“ใกใ‚’ๆŽ ใ‚ใŸๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใŒ็ซ่Šฑใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใ™ใ€‚ ๅณใฎ5้€ฃ็ถš็ชใใ‚’ๆŒใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใŒใ€่ขˆ่ฃŸๆ‡ธใ‘ใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅณใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ€ๆฐดๅนณๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใธใจ็งป่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅˆ้–“ใ‚’็ธซใฃใฆใ€ๅณใฎ3้€ฃ็ถš็ชใใŒ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่Šฑ้œžโ€•โ€•็™ฝๆณขไน‹ๅคชๅˆ€!ใ€ ใใฎใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๆŒใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ…ใ‹ใซ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซใชใฃใŸๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใฎใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใ€ ๅทฆๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใฎๅ†…ๅดใ‚’ใ–ใใ‚Šใจๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใŒใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ“ใ†ใจใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใŸใฎใซไฝตใ›ใฆใ€็จ€ไบบใฎๅ…จๅŠ›ใฎ็ชใใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟฝๅฐพใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้˜ๆฅผ็ •ใใฃ!ใ€ ็ˆ†็™บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ธใฟ่พผใฟใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ไธ€ๆกใฎ็ ฒๅผพใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅคงๅ‰ฃใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒใ€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅฟƒ่‡“็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅ›ž้ฟใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅๅญ—ใซไบคๅทฎใ•ใ›ใŸไบŒๅˆ€ใ‚’็›พใซใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‘ใƒผใฃ!!ใ€ ้‹ผ้‰„ใฎๅกŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพๅ…จ้–‹ใงๆ’ƒใกๆŠœใใ€‚ ่ฒซ้€šใ“ใใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงใซใชใ„็ขบใ‹ใชๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸ็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ฌใƒณ!!ใจใ„ใ†้‡‘ๅฑž้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซ่ทณใญ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚นใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!!ใ€ ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใชใŠใ—ใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็จ€ไบบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆš—้ป’่‰ฒใฎ้›ทใซๆ’ƒใŸใ‚Œใฆ่ทณใญ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‹ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๅ‚่ฆณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ•ต้ฆ–้ญใฎๅ‚ๆˆฆใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็ฃ็Ž‹ใซใ‚‚็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ฟปใฃใŸใใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใŸๅคชใ„้‰„้‡˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎ(ใ€Œๆ‰‹่ฃๅ‰ฃใ€ใ€Œ้ขใ€ใชใฉใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆŠ•ๆ“ฒๆญฆๅ™จ)ใŒๆ•ฐๆœฌๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ทใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€ ็™ฝไปฎ้ขใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅŠ้€ๆ˜Žใฎ้šœๅฃใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅผพใ่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ไฝ™่จˆใช็œŸไผผใ‚’!ใ€ ็ซใ‚’ๅนใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝข็›ธใงใ€ไธปไบบใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹็”ทใ‚’็จใ‚€ใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใ€‚ ็”ทใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ใ€Žใฎใƒฎใฎใ€ใจใ„ใ†่กจ็คบใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸ็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใซ็„ฆใ’่‡ญใ„่‡ญใ„ใŒๆผ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅนธใ„้Žงใฎ้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใจๅธ่ก€้ฌผใจใ—ใฆใฎๅ›žๅพฉๅŠ›ใฎใŠ้™ฐใงใ€่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใซใฏ็จ‹้ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ 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้™ฝๆฐ—ใชๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€้Š€่‰ฒใฎๅธฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ ใชๆฉŸๅ‹•ใง่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใŒใ€ๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่ปŒ้“ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซๆจชใซ้ฟใ‘ใŸ็จ€ไบบใจใ€ๅ‰้€ฒใซไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใฎ้‹ๅ‹•ใฎใƒ™ใ‚ฏใƒˆใƒซใ‚’ใ™ในใฆๅพŒ้€€ใซๅ›žใ—ใŸใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎ็›ฎๅ‰ใฎๅปŠไธ‹ใซใ€ๅทจๅคงใช ใ€Œ......ใ‚„ใฃใจใใŸใ‹ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟๅผŸๅญใฉใ‚‚ใŒใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ—ใŸ็›พ่ถŠใ—ใซๅ‰„ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆ่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใŒใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ใ€‘ใฎ็”ทๅฅณใŒไบŒไบบใใฎๅ ดใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็‰‡ๆ–นใฎ็‹ฉ่กฃใซไผผใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‚’่บซใซใพใจใ„ใ€ๅทฆ่ƒธใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใซใƒ—ใƒญใƒ†ใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’็€ใ‘ใŸ3ๆœฌ่ง’ใง้ป’้ซชใ€ใƒฏใ‚คใƒซใƒ‰ใ‹ใค็ง€้บ—ใช้ก”็ซ‹ใกใฎ้’ๅนด้ฌผใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏใƒ‰ใƒชใƒซใซไผผใŸ่žบๆ—‹็Šถใฎๅ‰ฃใŒๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็‰‡ๆ–นใฎ่ƒธ้Žงใซๅ‹•ใใ‚„ใ™ใ„็Ÿญ่กฃใ€ๆ‰‹็”ฒ่ถณ็”ฒใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎ่Œถ่ค่‰ฒใฎ้•ทใ„้ซชใ‚’ใ—ใŸ5ๆœฌ่ง’ใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใฎๅฅณ้ฌผใฏใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใซๅทจๅคงใช ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟใŒใ‚ดใƒใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€ ไผๆณ•ใชๅฃ่ชฟใงๅฅณ้ฌผใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ป’้ซชใฎ้ฌผใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใง็จใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชๆง˜ใฎๅ‰ใง่‰ฏใ„ๆ ผๅฅฝใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใฎใซใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ็ท‹้›ชๆง˜ใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒๆ„ๅ‘ณใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ•ฃๆญฉใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅญไพ›ใฟใŸใ„ใช้ก”ใงใ€ใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใ้’ๅนด้ฌผใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฎใ€่€ๅธซใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฃใฆ่€ๅธซใฎๅผŸๅญใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๆฏ’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆ ผๅฅฝใงๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ๆ–ฐใŸใชๆ•ตใฎๅ‡บ็พใซใ€่–ๅ ‚้จŽๅฃซ้”ใ‚‚่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใƒ™ใƒซใƒŠใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅ…ƒใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชๅฐๅบท็Šถๆ…‹ใ‚’ไฟใคๅ ดใฎไธญใงใ€่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใฎใพใพ็ฃ็Ž‹ใฏ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€‚ๅงซใ‹ใ‚‰้›ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไพ้ ผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ€‚ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹็ญ‹ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใฎๆญฆ่Šธ่€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฝ™่จˆใช็™–ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅˆ†ใ€็ด ็›ดใซๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ไธŠใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚„ใใฃใจใงใฏๆญปใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚่ก€ๅก—ใ‚Œใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฉใ€ๅฎŸใซๆœ‰ๆœ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ„ใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงใฏ็†ฑใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆ180ๆ™‚้–“ใถใฃ้€šใ—ใง็จฝๅคใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ’ใซใชใ‚“ใ‹ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ไฟฎ่กŒๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ็›ดๆŽฅใ“ใฎ็ˆบใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ•ใ‚Œใชใใฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใชใใจๆ€ใ„ใคใคใ€้‡ใญใฆๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹็จ€ไบบใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไธ่ฆšใซใ‚‚ไฟบใฏไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒ......?ใ€ ใฏ็›ดๆŽฅใ€ๅงซใŒๆ‰่ฆšใ‚’่ฆ‹่พผใ‚“ใงๆœฌๅ›ฝใซ้€ฃใ‚ŒใฆๆฅใŸๅพŒใ€ใšใฃใจๅ„‚ใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใง็จฝๅคใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๅผŸๅญใ ใจใ„ใ†ๅฅณ้ฌผใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๅ‘ใ็ฃ็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Ž้€ฒๅŒ–ใ€ใ€Ž้ฌผใ€ใ€Žๅฅณๆ€งใ€่ง’ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎๅ˜่ชžใŒ็จ€ไบบใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‹ใกใ‚Šใจ็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝ“ใฎๆœฌไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่‚ฏๅฎšใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้ฆฌ้นฟๅผŸๅผŸๅญใจใ‚‚ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฃๅผใซใŠๅๅ‰ใ‚’้ ‚ๆˆดใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ้ขๅฝฑใŒใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚(ใพใ‚้€žใ—ใ„็ญ‹่‚‰ใจใ‹่ง’ใฎๆ•ฐใจใ‹ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒ)ใชใ„ใ€็พŽๅฅณๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขๆ”นใ‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ่ฒž่…ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€‚ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซๅงซใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ใใพใงใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฎ็คพไบค่พžไปค็š„ใชๆŒจๆ‹ถใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‚ง? ใพใ•ใ‹ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใจไบคๅฐพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใชใฎใ‹? ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆ•ตใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚?!ใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€็จ€ไบบใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใŒๆผใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใŒๆญฉใ„ใฆใใฆใ€ๅฟตใ‚’ๆŠผใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‡„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ไฟบใŒๅƒใใฎใฏใ‚ใใพใงใ‚ใฎๆ–นใจๅฐ†ๆฅ็š„ใซไบคๅฐพใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฎๅญไพ›ใ‚’็”ฃใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ๆ•ตใ ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆ!ใ€ ใใ“ใธๆ•ตๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใƒœใƒƒใƒ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€็™ฝไปฎ้ขใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏไฟบใฎๅซใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใซใ‹ใ€ ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž(`ใƒปฯ‰ใƒป ฬ)ใ€้ก”ใงๅฏพๆŠ—ใ™ใ‚‹็™ฝไปฎ้ขใ€‚ ใŠใ‹ใ—ใชๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใซ็จ€ไบบใŒใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆญชใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎใชใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚„ใ“ใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ™่จˆใชๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใจใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœฌไบบใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅฎถๆ—่จˆ็”ปใจใ‹ๅซใจใ‹่จ€ใ†ใชใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆ‰‹้ †ใ‚’่ธใ‚ใ€‚โ€•โ€•่จ€ใฃใจใใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅฃ้ ญใงๆœฌไบบใซ็ตๅฉšใ‚’็”ณใ—่พผใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒใƒฏใƒซใ‚ฟ-ใƒˆใƒปใƒ–ใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ 1ๅ‘ผๅธ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€3ไบบใŒ3ไบบใจใ‚‚ๅŒๆ™‚ๅซใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ๆ•ตใ !!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใ‚ใ‘ใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅทดใฎๆˆฆใ„ใŒๅ‹ƒ็™บใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏใฏ...ใ‚„ใ‚......ใ‚ใฏใฏใฏใฃ...ๆ”พใ—ใฆ......ใ‚ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฏ......ใฏใƒผใชใƒผใ›ใƒผ......ใฒใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚...ใใ‚ƒใฏใฏใฏ......ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‡......ใ€ ใใฎ้ ƒโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใงใ€ใ‚ปใƒผใƒ–Pใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใซๆˆปใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅ˜็‹ฌใงใฎๅธฐ้‚„ใ‚’ๆ–ญๅ›บๅๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ ไปฅไธ‹ใ€่ฆช่ก›้šŠๅง‰ๅฆนใ‚‰ๅคฉไฝฟใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใŸใกใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่…นใฐใ„ใฎๅฝขใงๅ››่‚ขใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใ‚ซใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใจใ—ใฆใฏ้žๅŠ›ใช็ท‹้›ชใฎใ“ใจใ€ๅฝ“็„ถๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใใ†ใ—ใŸ็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง่„‡่…นใ‚’ใใ™ใใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใฉใ€ๅฅณๅญ้”ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่จ€ใ„ๆง˜ใซ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—่‚ฉใŒๅ‡ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใƒžใƒƒใ‚ตใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚ๆ—ฅใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠ่‚ŒใŒไนพใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ™ใใซๅ…จ่บซใซใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใŠๅก—ใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ‹็€ใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎๆ™ดใ‚Œ่ˆžๅฐใงใ™ใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็ธžใ€…ใฎ่‰ฒๆฐ—ใฎใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ™ใใซ้€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ตนใฎไธ‹็€ใจใŠๅ–ๆ›ฟใˆใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ 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The huge and magnificent hallway, meters wide alone, was still quietly enclosed, creating a world of seclusion that could not hear any of the hustle outside. The curtain of battle by two to six men was about to be cut down between the brilliant glow emitted by the crystal chandeliers suspended from the ceiling at equal intervals - which are hard to discern because there is no comparable object, but are about the size of giant trees over ,000 years old with stretched branches - and the fantastic light and shadow woven by a perfectly blue and white magic flame on a golden decorative candlestick mounted on a silver column. "I'll take care of this guy, so the old master asks for the miscellaneous fish around! Bernardo's two swords pass near the chest of a rare man (barely) who jumped immediately backwards from his impending posture as soon as he met with Bernardo's two crossed swords. "It's easy for me to say. Don't let the old man work too hard." Beast King releasing palm bottoms and elbows, instantly zeroing the distance from divine speed steps if there is a gap, while keeping the distance with flowing legs despite the giant, so as not to be caught in the circle of siege of the Holy Knight attacking as one of the five. I don't think I'm older than the old man who publicly proclaims himself "old man," bitterly laughing, a rare man who goes down to a distance of about 10 meters and erects a great sword again. On top of the blue-toned holy singing armor (Gospel Mayle), held in Bernardo's right hand, feather-woven with a blue surcoat, was a slender sword with a cross pattern, and on his left was not equipped with a shield, unlike the other cathedral knights, and instead a double-edged medium sword was held. Reach-wise, it's more advantageous for me to have a big sword, but with the roundabout and the trick, the opponent is better off - and the relative rare man quickly decided. In the sense of a one-in-one meeting, that weapon was also probably the legendary weapon Legendary Weapon, but in terms of armor, this one was also the legendary (Legendary) Water Dragon King's armor, whereas it was seen as a couple of steps inferior gear. - But that's two swords. In a comprehensive armament they are each other... then don't let the difference in pure arms dictate victory or defeat later. Bernardo's blunt eyes emit an overwhelming mood toward a rare man who turned his belly so. A powerful voice burst from the mouth of a rare man who erased the slightly floating grin and took it from the front. "I am invincible, against my sword." - My sword moves destroy the enemy in front of me!! ' At the same time, his powers rose so much throughout his body that he seemed almost omnipotent that his whole senses were opened 100 percent. A slight hesitation is also fatal. If you hit it with everything you can from the start, you're not the only one who can win. "... by sorcery language, full boost? Scarlet Snow has an interesting family, too." Totally in audience mode, a man in white mask with a suit, butterfly tie fastened to a silk hat sitting in the hallway and being lenient - on top of that mask was an indication of '(;...` ฯ‰... ')' how it works. I've never dealt with a duplicity, but I can't force that attitude at all with my right hand halfway in front of me. Regardless of the extent to which I read one hand ahead, reading two or three hands with this level of opponent produces stray. Then only strike the lead at all times. The moment I was so ready, the rare man's right leg was kicking the floor. "- Ha." He instantly rushes through to skip the critical height of the floor, twisting his sword and poking it up. Bernardo receives this with a sword that cuts off and crosses with an immovable look, a sword that sees a whole flash of sword. A fierce spark scattered and the opponent retreated slightly, pushed by the muscle strength and momentum of the reinforced rare man. The rare man twists his body twisting the shock as it is, cutting the second shot up almost directly from the bottom. "Ahhh!!" Spiritual light (aura) - formerly golden, but now stained with red and black blood and spotted (mara) - emanates from Bernardo's entire body, gently judging the pursuit of the rare man with only the true and cross sword of his right hand. All the more in return, the left sword slips into the rare man's chest. A rare man who receives this at the edge of his sword and distances himself with his momentum. Bernardo ran into it. The Cross Sword gathers the Spiritual Light (Aura) and becomes the protrusion of Divine Speed. Deciding it's dangerous to take it, the rare man tries to avoid it to the outside, to the right hand side of the target. In contrast, Bernardo's cross sword flickered, and the rusty golden spirit light (Aura) was emitted from his body. "Ugh!!" The elongation of a rare man, covered with a daunting sword, is flirted with and lightly blown away by severe shock. A rare person who spins in the air and manages to land. Without time to breathe, Bernardo's right hand, narrowing the distance, Kasumi's fifth consecutive thrust into the whole body of the rare man. As far as possible with a sword that held this with both hands, the tip of the sword, which plundered all over the armor without killing the momentum, scatters a spark. Bernardo's left hand, pushed five times in a row to the right, moves from a suspended position to a right cut and a horizontal cut. Sewing between them, three consecutive thrusts of the right strike. "Huaxia - White Wave's Knife! With all of that, a counter aimed at a slightly defenseless wrist passed through the spiritual light (aura) into the body of the cleavage. Bernardo, slashed on the inside of his left wrist, backs up to keep his distance, while the full thrust of the rare man tracks this. "Smash the building! The tip of the Great Sword was unleashed by Bernardo's heart attack with momentum as if it had exploded and turned into a single artillery shell. Bernardo, who decides that he cannot avoid it, takes this as a shield with two swords crossed by a cross. "Go!! Ignore the response like a chunk of steel and shoot it out in full open as it is. A rare person who didn't penetrate but felt a definite response like never before. Bernardo's body jumped along with the metal sound of Gagan!! "- Dark Impulse" "Guaaaaa!!!" A rare man's body, trying to reclaim his sword and fill the distance, was shot and jumped by a dark thunder the next moment. "- How about that!" The King of the Beast was just as anxious to join the battle of the enemy chiefs he had been watching. From its left hand, which flipped quickly, a few pieces are released, like thick iron nails with pointed tips (throwing weapons called "hand swords," "darts," etc.). "Dark Shield" A translucent barrier deployed around the white mask bounces it back. "- Do an extra imitation! Bernardo stares at the man who hits his husband in a fire blowing shape. The man was facing the day after tomorrow with the indication "of the". A rare man who stood up to support the Great Sword. It smells faintly burnt, but fortunately, thanks to the armor's defense and resilience as a vampire, it seems far from fatal. But... "... has the enhancement expired now? We have to wait until we can use it again to restore our magic." Obviously it got heavier - the wound was deep, including mental wear - whipped to the body, and the rare man put up his sword again. Together Bernardo laid his sword, but there was deep anger and sorrow in his steely face. "... too bad. I didn't know you had to die with a man like you who lacked such innocence and impartiality. endure shame" "I can't help it. In the first place, I would have asked for an unusual battle against war." To the words of a floating rare man, Bernardo abandoned his last hesitation. "Exactly. I'll see you on Yellow Springs Road, Mallord." Bernardo trying to pack an intermission all at once from the forward leaning position - half a moment before that, "Yi-- yay-yay-yay!! Along with cheerful ringtones, something like a silver belt struck Bernardo with random manoeuvres. At the same time, a giant axe spear (Hulbert) comes toward us as we rotate. A giant axe spear (Hulbert) pierced Bernardo's current corridor, which turned all the vectors of motion he was planning to use to advance from its orbit, followed by a silver belt that grooved down the corridor and wrapped around the axe spear (Hulbert) pattern as he returned, pulling it all at once. "... finally, you idiot disciples" The Beast King pointed in that direction slightly as he unleashed a gauntlet over the guarded shield and bounced off the Cathedral Knight. Two tight-bodied [demon ghost (oni) tribe] men and women stood on the spot, over two meters tall together if you look at them. Dressed in a costume similar to one hunting garment, black hair with three corners wearing a protector at the left chest, a spiral sword similar to a drill in the hands of a wild and brilliant looking young ghost, a short coat for easy movement on the other chest armor, and a five-horned beauty ghost with long brown hair just equipped with a manicure toenail, are equipped with a giant axe spear (Hulbert) in both hands. "I'm sorry, Master. This idiot is a goner." She stares at the brunette ghost sideways as the female ghost lowers her head in a legendary tone. "You won't be able to help. I heard you can dress well in front of Scarlet Snow, but it doesn't mean you don't have Scarlet Snow at your heart." Young ghost turning that way with a childlike face he was forced to bring for a walk. "- Um, old master. Are these two disciples of the old master? A rare man who asks in a somewhat poisoned outfit. To the emergence of new enemies, the Cathedral knights also gathered vigilantly at Bernardo's. The Beast King nodded as he naturally remained in a strange state of well-being. "Mm-hmm. The princess asked me to work out. We both have pretty good muscles. Like a human martial arts artist, you don't have any extra habits to absorb honestly, but you die a little or softly. It's really not promising, for example, where it's bloodstained but it's coming. These days, it's been 180 hours since I've had a fever." The King of the Beast, who greets with delight the absurd content of his training. I wish I hadn't been coached directly by this grandfather, but he's a rare man who asks over and over again. "You seem to know the princess, but unconsciously I don't know either of you...? "This man - after the princess brought him to the country in anticipation of his talent, it's impossible not to know him because he was archaic all the time, but Amber has seen him several times? No, we haven't seen each other since we've evolved." With that said, the Beast King turns to the female ghost that she is a disciple. "Ahh." "Evolution," "Ghost," "Woman," "Five Horns," these words combine with a cage in a rare person. "... Could it be Sophia from The Great Ghost Princess (Auga Princess)? Asked terribly, a positive grin returned from the person of the moment. "It's" Princess Boom/Amber "now, though. The princess officially gave me your name with these idiot apprentices, so thank you." The once shadow is nowhere (well, in the number of successful muscles and horns), winked by the beautified Sophia revamped amber (Kohaku), a rare person who can't think of how to react, and nods vaguely. "Ah, oh. Greetings." Then, I greet those with the nine seals (kukuku) who look like infidels. "Nice to meet you too, Nine Seals. Let's do our best for each other's princesses." It was only a socio-ordinarily greeting as someone living in this country, but Nine Seals (Kuku) looked like a giraffe and a frigid eye and saw a rare person. "For the princess? Is that why you're dating that guy, too? Then we're enemies." "Ahhh?!" All of a sudden a barbaric voice leaked out of the mouth of a rare man when he said something absurd. Before him, Jiuzhen walked in and pressed in awesomeness. "Okay. I work only to make out with him in the future and have my baby. You're an enemy, too, if you want to interrupt." "Wait a minute. Wait a minute!" The white mask interrupted it, which had been completely botched by enemy allies. "Don't say anything unsolicited. Scarlet Snow is my daughter-in-law." "Oh my God! A drill sword in my hand - a white mask with a spiral sword (Karadborg) and a faint nine-stamp (Kuku) and a snake-bellied sword (Gallian Sword) that fights with a '(' ฯ‰... ')' face where I removed this one from too. A rare man distorted his mouth as much as he could in his strange demeanor. "... you know. Don't pinch the extra mouth because it will be easy for you, too. And you guys, ignore your will in person, and don't take it personally to say family planning or daughter-in-law. That kind of thing takes steps. - I'm telling you, I made a proper oral offer to marry him." Set up a hawalta-to-blade as I say. ......... ......... One breath down, and all three shouted simultaneously. "" "You're both enemies!! It was the moment when the battle of the triplets broke out. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ "hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha... let go... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha About that time... Scarlet Snow, who found out that the Abandoned Dragon (Nidheck) had reached the air garden, immediately tried to return to the air garden, which is a save P, in the [return (return)] of his player skills, but was constrained by a situation of inability to move by the hands of Heaven (Tengai) and others who were resolutely opposed to his return alone. Specifically, in the form of a hold over the heavenly back, all limbs had been seized in the form of bellies by the Four Seasons Sisters of the SS and other angel girls below the Life Capital (with Miko). Originally, as a kanst player, I played (and played) by the girls, such as the impotent scarlet snow, naturally I couldn't get out of it, and I was tickled on the flank just to show such a bare gesture. "Oh, princess. Your shoulders seem a little stiff. I massaged you." "Oh, princess. Your skin looks a little dry because you're close to the day. We will immediately apply cream all over your body" "Oh, princess. I don't know about this underwear. It's a sunny stage, but it's not much of a stripe. We will replace it with silk underwear that will be clear immediately." "Hahaha...... stop, stop... let go... aaaaaah... yah meh...!! This was probably catastrophic for him.
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ใƒ‡ใ‚ซใ‚กใ‚กใ‚กใ‚กใ‚กใ„ใƒƒ่ชฌๆ˜Žไธ่ฆ!! ใใฎๆ€ช็‰ฉใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅˆใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๆ„ŸๆƒณใŒใใ‚Œใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ๅคงใใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒใƒฏใƒณใƒœใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใซๅฏพใ™่ปŠใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใ ใ€‚ ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ใ‚ญใƒขใƒƒ! ใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใฎๆ€ช็‰ฉใฃใ€‚ ๅ…จไฝ“ใŒ่‚Œ่‰ฒใงใƒ†ใ‚ซใƒ†ใ‚ซใ—ใฆ็ฒ˜ๆถฒใฟใŸใ„ใฎใ‚บใƒซใ‚บใƒซๆตใ—ใฆ......ใ€‚ ใฏใพใ ใƒกใ‚ซใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰่จฑใ›ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใƒผใฃใ€‚ใƒใ‚งใƒณใ‚ธใ ใ‚ใƒใ‚งใƒณใ‚ธ! ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไบบ้–“ใ‚„ๅฎถ็•œใ€ๅ‹•็‰ฉใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใพใงๆธพๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ ใ€Žใชใซใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ?ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใ€Žใ‚ตใƒผใƒใƒปใ‚ขใ‚คใ€ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่งฆๆ‰‹ใจ็ฟผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅ˜็œผใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใ‚ฒใ‚คใ‚ถใƒผโ€•โ€•ๅˆฅๅใ€Ž่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใ€ใ€Ž่ฆณๅฏŸ่€…ใ€ใฎ็•ฐๅใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅพ“้ญ”ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅผทๅŠ›ใง้‹ญๆ•ใชๆ„Ÿ็Ÿฅใƒปๅˆ†ๆž่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€ ใจใ—ใฆไฝฟ็”จใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ไธญๅฟƒๆ ธใซใชใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…จไฝ“ใŒไธ€ใคใฎๆ“ฌไผผ็ญ‹่‚‰ใงใ‚ใ‚Š้ ญ่„ณใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็ ดๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใซใฏใ€้ †ใ€…ใซ ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅฝขใง้ขใซ็พใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๆผใ‚ŒใชใๆŠŠๆกใƒป่งฃ่ชฌใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…จไฝ“ใŒๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใ€ใƒŠใƒกใ‚ฏใ‚ธใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่›ญใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹ใช? ใ“ใ„ใค่‡ช่บซใฏๅธ่ก€้ฌผใฎๆœฌ่ƒฝใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ„ใˆใ€ใใฎๆœฌ่ƒฝใŒ็‰นๅŒ–ใ—ใฆๆšด่ตฐ็Šถๆ…‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใ”่ฆงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๅฅดใŒ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ใ€‚ใ™ในใฆ็ ‚ๆผ ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐๆœ€ๅˆใƒŠใƒกใ‚ฏใ‚ธใŒ้€™ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†......ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่ทกใฏใ€ใ™ในใฆ็ ‚ๆผ ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸๅคงๅœฐใฎๆˆใ‚Œใฎๆžœใฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆๆœจใ‚„่‰ใ‚‚ๆ นใ“ใใŽๅธๅŽใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใผ่ก€ใซ้ฃขใˆใฆๆšด่ตฐใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆจนๆถฒใพใงใฏๅ•œใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘้ฃขใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ€‚ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ญ”ใˆใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซไบˆๆƒณใ‚’ไธŠๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚„ๅคงๅœฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๅ…‰ใฎ็ฒพ้œŠๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‚‚ๅธๅŽใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅฅดใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใงใฏๅ…‰ใŒๆญชใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใŠๆฐ—ใฅใใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ๆœฌๆฅใ€ๆ—ฅไธญใฏๆดปๅ‹•ใŒๆฒˆ้™ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใƒ™ใƒผใ‚นใฎๅˆๆˆ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆ™‚้–“ๅธฏใซๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‹ใจโ€•โ€•ใŠใฃใจใ€‚่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใŒๆ•็ฒใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็ˆ†็ ดใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใฝใ‚“ใฃใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ๆ€ช็‰ฉใฎใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใงๆนฟใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒณใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฏ็Ž‰็จ‹ๅบฆใฎ็ˆ†็™บใŒ่ตทใใŸใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใฎ็ˆ†็™บใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚ฌใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚ฏใฎ็ˆ†็™บไธฆใฟใฎๅจๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ไธŠ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸๆง˜ๅญใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ๅธๅŽๅŠ›ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ๆ•ใพใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใซๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใฎ็”Ÿๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใŸๅธใ„ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฑ้™บใงใ™ใชใ€ ใ€Œๆ•็ธ›ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ•ใ›ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‘จๅ‚?ใ€ ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฏใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ใจ้ฆ–(?)ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจๅŒไธ€ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ๅจๅŠ›ใฏใŠใ‚ˆใ20ๅ€ใจๆก้•ใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ20ๅ€!?ใฃใฆ......็งใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅธ่ก€้ฌผใŒ่–ๅ…‰ใจใ‹ๆ”พใฃใฆๅนณๆฐ—ใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถๆ”พใฃใŸ้ƒจๅˆ†ใจๅ‘จ่พบใฎ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€‚ ่€ๆ€งใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็งใ ใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆ”พใคๆ™‚ใซใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒๅๅ‹•ใง่‚Œ่’ใ‚ŒใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ๅˆ†่บซไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธๅŽใงใใŸ็”Ÿๆฐ—ใจๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผ้‡ใจ้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใ้‡ฃใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅคง่ตคๅญ—ใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ณใƒคใƒ„ใฏ้ฆฌ้นฟใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๆ–ญ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‘จๅ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซ้ฆฌ้นฟใฃใฝใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‹ใŒใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใ€ๅงซใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใŠ็›ฎๆฑšใ—ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซๅง‹ๆœซใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚็›ฎ้šœใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ๅฃ่ชฟใงๅคฉๆถฏใŒๆๆกˆใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ†ๆฎบใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆบ€ใ€…ใงใ€ๅ…จ่บซใซ้›ทๅ…‰ใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ้šไผดใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅทจๅคงใชๆš—้ป’ใฎ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใช......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใฃ......ใพใ‚ใ€ไผš่ญฐใซ้…ๅˆปใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ•ใฃใ•ใจ็‰‡ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใญใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธปๆง˜ใ€ ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฎ้›ทๅ…‰ใฎ็ŸขใŒๆ€ช็‰ฉใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซๆ’ƒใกไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ‡บ้›ฒใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆš—้ป’่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰็ทšใŒๆฌกใ€…ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใฎ็Œ›ๅจใซโ€•โ€•่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€้€šใ‚ŠใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใซ้ญ้‡ใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒใ‚ญใƒขใ‚คใ‹ใ‚‰ใจๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€‚้€šใ‚Š้ญ”ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?โ€•โ€•ๆ€ช็‰ฉใŒ่บซๆ‚ถใˆใ—ใฆใ€ๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ ดๅฃŠ็Ž‡3%ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚นใงใฏๅฎŒๅ…จๆถˆๆป…ใพใง15ๅˆ†ใปใฉใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹่จˆ็ฎ—ใงใ™ใชใ€ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅ†ท้™ใชใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซๅคฉๆถฏใŒๅ’†ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ๆ’ƒใง็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹!!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆœฌๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใใ†ใ€ ๅ‡บ้›ฒใ‚‚ๅคงๆŠ€ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ฟใƒกใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎไฟฎๅพฉ็Ž‡0.8%ใ€‚ใตใ‚€ใ€็ทใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผ้‡ใฏๆธ›ๅฐ‘ใ—ใŸใพใพใ‹ใ€‚ไฟฎๅพฉใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ ใ‘ใ ใชใ€ ใŒๅฝขๆˆใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคฉใ‚’ใ‚‚็„ฆใŒใ™่ถ…่ถ…่ถ…้ซ˜ๅœง้›ปๆตใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅดฉๆป…ๆ”พ้›ปๅ’†ๅ“ฎ ใ€โ€•โ€•้‡ๅŠ›ๆณขใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ็‰ฉ่ณชใฎ้‹ๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅŠ ้€Ÿใ•ใ›ๆถˆๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใŒๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆœฌๆฅใฏๅœฐไธŠใงไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆŠ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใคใƒผใ‹ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใŒใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅž‚ใ‚Œๆตใ—ใฎๆ”พๅฐ„็ทšใจใ‹ใงๆญปใฌใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ๆŠ€ใฎไฝ™ๆณขใงใŠใ‚‚ใ‚ใ„ใปใฉๅ‰Šใ‚Œใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎHPใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅฏ†ใ‹ใซใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซใ—ใฆใชใ„็ด ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใถใ‚“ใฒใจใŸใพใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ่ฝŸ้Ÿณใจ้–ƒๅ…‰ใงใ€็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ—ใŸ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆˆปใฃใฆใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใฎๅฝผๆ–นใพใงๅปถใ€…ใจ้ป’็„ฆใ’......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็‚ญ็ŠถใซใชใฃใŸๆ€ช็‰ฉใฎๅฑ้ชธใŒ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไธŠ้ƒจใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฏๆŠ‰ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใชใใชใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใŒใถใคๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใซๅฏธๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚“ใ€‚ใพใ ๅฐ‘ใ€…็‡ƒใˆใ‚ซใ‚นใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚็งใจใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒไธ็”ฒๆ–ใชใ„ใ€‚โ€•โ€•ๅ‘จๅ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚„ใคใฏใพใ ๆฏใฎๆ นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ๆ„•็„ถใจใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใงๅคงใใ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฎไฟฎๅพฉ็Ž‡12.3%! ไฟฎๅพฉ้€ŸๅบฆใŒๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใฎ256ๅ€! ็ทใ‚จใƒใƒซใ‚ฎใƒผ้‡26.37ๅ€ใซๅข—ๅŠ !!ใ€ ๅˆ‡่ฟซใ—ใŸใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ€็‚ญๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่กจ้ขใ‚’็ ดใฃใฆใ€็„กๅ‚ทใฎ่‚‰้ขใŒ่†จๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซโ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ่†จๅผตใจๅŽๆ–‚ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰โ€•โ€•็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใจใ‚ฉ!?ใ€ ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใฎ้›ทๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ‹ใ‘ใŸๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ใ€ๅ‘จๅ‚ใŒๆ…Œใฆใฆ้™ๆญขใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„! ใ“ใ‚„ใคใ€้›ทใจ้‡ๅŠ›ๆณขใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅญฆ็ฟ’ใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ! ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้คŒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใใ€ ใƒคใƒใ‚คใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ๅคฉๆถฏใฏๅŸบๆœฌใ€้›ปๆ’ƒใจๅ…‰ๆ’ƒใŒใƒกใ‚คใƒณใชใฎใงใพใ ๅ…‰่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅ–ฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ๅ…‰ๆ’ƒใซใฏ่€ๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Š็พ็Šถๆ‰“ใคๆ‰‹ใชใ—ใ€‚ ใƒ“ใƒผใƒ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆœ‰ๅŠนใช็ญˆใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใงๅŒๆ™‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ—ใฆไป•็•™ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงๆถˆๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใ€‚้€†ใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ†ใฎใ‚’ๅญฆ็ฟ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆœญใŒไธ€ๆžš็„กใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใพใฏๅŠ็ซฏใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใชใ„ใงๆ‰‹ๆœญใฏๆธฉๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใŠใในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅพฉๅ…ƒใ—ใฆไปฅๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠไบŒๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคงใใใชใฃใŸๆ€ช็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็”˜ใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใงๅคฉๆถฏใŸใกใฎๅŠ›ๆŠผใ—ใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใง้€šใ‚‹ใจๆ…ขๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅˆ่ฆ‹ใฎๆ•ตใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๅ……ๅˆ†ใจใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐๅฎ‰ๅ…จใจใ‹ๅŸบๆบ–ใฏใชใ„ใฏใšใ€‚ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ‚”ใ„ใฎใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ไธ‡ๅ…จใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ™ในใใ ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ๆˆฆใ†ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใชๅฟƒๆง‹ใˆใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ชใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๅผ•ใใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅงซใฃใ€‚ใพใ ็งใ‚ใซใฏๅ……ๅˆ†ใชๅ‹็ฎ—ใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™! ใ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ‹็ญ‰ใชๅฎณ่™ซๅฆ‚ใ......ใ€ ใฎๅ‰ใงๆ•ตใ‚’ๆ–ƒใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใšใซใ€ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹้€†ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผทใใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉๆถฏใŒใƒ ใ‚ญใซใชใฃใฆๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎ็ถ™็ถšใ‚’้€ฒ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๆถฏใ€‚ๅˆฅใซ1ๅบฆๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฅใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆง˜ๅญ่ฆ‹ใŒใงใใฆๅนธ้‹ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซๅ‹ใฆใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใจใ‚“ใจใ‚“ใจ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅฉใใ€‚ ใ€Œ.........ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็ฉบๅŸŸใ‹ใ‚‰้›ข่„ฑใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ„ใใžใ€็š†โ€•โ€•ใ€ ่‹ฆๆธ‹ใจ็…ฉๆ‚ถใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใŒ็ฟผใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚โ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใฃใ€็ท‹้›ชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใฎใƒผ? ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ“ใฎ้ซ˜ๅบฆใพใงใ€ๆ€ช็‰ฉใŒ้ŽŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๅฒฌใปใฉใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ“ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ญใ‚ณใ‚ญใ‚ณใจไธ‰่ผช่ปŠใ‚’ๆผ•ใŽใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็™ฝใ„็ฌ‘ใ„ไปฎ้ขใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใŸ็”ทใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใจใ‚„ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ้–“่ฆ‹ใŸใจใใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๆฏ›็ณธใฎๅธฝๅญใซใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’็€ใŸใใฎ็”ทใฎๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅงฟใซใ€่‹ฅๅนฒใ€่„ฑๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจใใฎๅใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฆโ—‹ใ‚ฏใƒญใ•ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ—ใพโ—‹ใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใŠใ™ใ—!!ใ€ ไธ‰่ผช่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใง้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใฎไธŠใงใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹? ็ท‹้›ชใŸใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็”จไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€็Ž„้–ขๅ…ˆใงๅคฑ็คผใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒใƒณใ€ใจๅคฉๆถฏใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆใ€้›ข่„ฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ‚คใ‚ฑใ‚บใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใจใ€ ็Œ›็ƒˆใชๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ๅˆน้‚ฃใ€ๅปƒ้พใฎๅ…จ่บซใŒ่ตคใ่ผใ„ใŸใ€‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅธ่ก€้ฌผใŸใกใฎ็›ฎใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็ˆ›ใ€…ใจ่ผใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆตดใณใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใŸๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ฉบไธญใง่บซๅ‹•ใใŒๅ–ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎ้‡‘็ธ›ใ‚Šโ€•โ€•!? ใใ‚“ใช็ฅž็ฅ–ใฎ็งใŒ!?ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‰ใใ†ใใ†ๅ—ใ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใฌ็งใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ‹็ดšใฎ่€…ใซ!?ใ€ ใ€ŒใใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ†ใฃใ€้‚ช็œผไฝฟใ„ใฎ็งใ‚’ๆŸ็ธ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใใ†ใ‹! ๆ•ฐใง็ขบ็Ž‡ใ‚’่ฃœใฃใŸใช!!ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ‚ใฎๅˆ†ๆžใซๆ‹ๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใใฎใจใŠ~ใ‚Š! ้ญ”็œผใฎๅŠนๆžœใฏใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซๅทฎใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆๅๆฏ”ไพ‹ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Š้›ฃใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ™ฎ้€šใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ ผไธŠใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็ขบ็Ž‡ใฏใ‚ผใƒญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŠใ€‚ๅข—ๆฎ–ใ—ใŸใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰้ญ”็œผๅ…จ้ƒจใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐใ€็ขบ็Ž‡ใŒ0.00001%ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‹ใฏๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚......ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ ใใ“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ๅฃไธŠใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใใชใ‚Šๅปƒ้พใฎไธŠใ‚’ๅŠฉ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚ฏ็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ท‹~้›ช~ใŸใ‚“โ€•โ€•ๅฅฝใใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!!ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงใฉใ“ใžใฎๆ€ช็›—ใฎไธ‰ไปฃ็›ฎใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ฃ›ใณ่พผใฟใฎๅงฟๅ‹ขใง็ฉบไธญใง็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่„ฑใ„ใงใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ไธ€ไธใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใซใ‚‡ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃ!?!ใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใฎ่ฒžๆ“ใฎๅฑๆฉŸใซๆ€ใ‚ใšๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒใ€็กฌ็›ดใ—ใŸๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใจใ€ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ฆ†ใ„ใ‹ใถใ•ใฃใฆใ“ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆจชๅˆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ตใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒˆใƒปใƒ•ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใซๅฝผใ‚’็›ดๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€ŒใฎใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใฃ!?ใ€ ้–“ไธ€้ซชใ€ๆ’ƒๅขœใ€‚ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅœฐ้ขใธใจ่ฝใกใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใ”็„กไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ๅฑใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝ้…ไธ‹ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ่ฆช่ก›้šŠใ€ ใ€Žใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰้–“ใซๅˆใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ๅพ“้ญ”ๅˆ่บซไธญใฎๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒใปใฃใจใ—ใŸๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅˆฉใ‹ใ›ใฆๆ€ฅ้ฝๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใปใฃใจ่ƒธใ‚’ๆ’ซใงไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่บซไฝ“ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใŒๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒฉใƒผใฎใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใŒใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸ่กๆ’ƒใงใ€้ญ”็œผใฎๅŠนๆžœใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅ…จๅ“ก้›ข่„ฑ!ใ€ ใ“ใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ‚’้€ƒใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ€ฅๅŠ ้€Ÿใงใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ†ใ†ใฃใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ใฎไบบใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅซŒใ ใชใ......ใ€ ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹่ฟฝๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ‚ทใƒžใ•ใ‚“ใจๅปƒ้พใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่บซ้œ‡ใ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚
Lesson : Abandoned Dragon Run Decaughhhhhhh no explanation needed!! That was the first thought that came to mind when I saw the monster. Brother Maru's moving fortress was huge, but that's the size of a tricycle against a one-box. Oh, no, creep! Creepy, you monster. The whole thing teetered with skin tone and cheated like mucus...... I can forgive you for still being a mechanic, but I don't have this. It's a change. Change! "- Hmm. Apparently, it's a synthetic organism that integrates humans, livestock, animals and demons." "What, that? 'In response to my earlier questioning voice, I guess I made a minute body' Search Eye 'to fly. A single-eyed monster gazer with tentacles and wings - also known as the "Stare" and "Observer" alias, and with top class powerful and acute sensing and analysis skills among my obedient demons, the Seven Hazards Star Beast (Shikikasei Ju) No. and the lead circumferential ginseng (sushi) quickly ran the scanning eyes. "All parts are used as one cell (cell) as vampirization or equivalent. There is no part of it that becomes the central nucleus. The whole thing is one pseudo-muscle and brain. If you destroy it, you should either destroy the cells sequentially or annihilate everything with a single blow." For the moment, it grasps and explains without leakage the parts that appear on the surface in a visible way. "Yeah. Does it feel more like leeches than Namekuji that the whole thing is a vampire? Does this guy have vampire instincts himself? "There is. No, that instinct specializes in rampant states and such. Look where he moved. It's all deserted." All the traces that seemed to me to have crawled the first time, if you ask me... were the fruits of a deserted earth. "Is it possible that trees and grass are also root-absorbing? I won't even sip the sap if I run wild hungry for blood, I will. I wonder how hungry you are, this guy. If I thought so, the answer was even more than I expected. "On the contrary, we also absorb the spiritual power of the creatures, the air, the earth and, on the contrary, the light. Have you noticed the distortion of light around him? Originally, I was wondering if the effect of vampire-based synthetic organisms whose activities sedate during the day is also the effect of being active during this time period - whoa. Your body has been captured for close proximity. We'll blow it up." He made a noise and exploded to the point of damp kanshak balls in the monster. The explosion of the body for the circumference had little appearance of damage from above, even though it had a slight explosion-like power of gas tanks. "That's a tremendous absorption. The minute I was caught, my physical vitality was sucked up obviously. It's dangerous to approach." "Have you brought your body close enough to be captured, Zhoujin? To the question of Tenba, Zhou Jin said "No" and neck (?). "I've been shot down. As for the type of optical magic... I confirmed that it was identical to the Cathedral Crusaders and the Holy Light bullet they used. But it's roughly times more powerful than it is." "x!?... what am I saying, is it okay for a normal vampire to shed holy light or something? "No, naturally the released part and the surrounding cells (cells) self-destructed in recoil" I guess so. Even I am resistant because my skin becomes rough due to recoil when I release it myself. "Is that commensurate with the amount of energy you used to absorb the energy from your body? "We haven't been catching up at all. That's a big deficit. I mean, he's stupid." Zhou Jin, I assure you lightly. "Uh, I'm an idiot after all" You look stupid to see. "I will, princess. Will you get rid of this kind of eye smudge soon? Heaven has suggested it in the tone of blindness. He is also willing to kill and has thunderbolts all over his body. And the giant dark whirlpool that accompanied it (Voltex) - General Thirteen's second-in-command cloud (even without it) - also started to spin faster and up. You can't stop this...... "Uh... well, just get rid of it so you're not late for the meeting" "Of course, sir." "... I understand. Lord." For a moment, just waiting, a lightning arrow from heaven was shot around the monster's head, at the same time dark rays emanating from the entire body of the cloud. To the sudden fierceness - think about it, you're attacking me from looking creepy when I run into a passing pass. You're not a passageway, are you? - The monster grows bored and screams without a voice. "Cell (cell) destruction rate 3%. At this rate, it will take about 15 minutes to completely disappear." Heaven roared at Zhou Jin's calm scratch. "It destroys me in one blow!! "... let's get serious" The clouds also went into the tame of giving out great moves. "The repair rate of cells (cells) is 0.8%. Hmm, does the total energy remain decreasing? It's just what it looks like when you fix it." At that time, a circular particle accelerator (cyclotron) was formed at the mouth of the sky, from which an ultra-high voltage current that also scorched heaven was emitted. Collapse Discharge Roar "Ragna Sprite Brace". A special attack of the heavens that wipes out any object due to the collapse of the elementary particles. And at the same time, the depths of the cloud, the gravitational acceleration extinction wave Gravity Actuator - which uses gravitational waves to accelerate and extinguish the motion of matter - were unleashed. Neither of them is supposed to be the kind of moves we use on the ground. "... if there were a normal human being, wouldn't that be the level of death with drooling radiation or something? I secretly sighed as I watched my HP sharpen funnier in the aftermath of the move. At present, if you are in a state of vegetables that do not fit the life capital (Miko) and the submissive demon, you probably wouldn't have had one. With the roar and flash, the carcass of a charcoal-shaped monster was rolling as his white-out vision finally returned to the other side of the horizon... Most of the top is no longer dictated, and all over is dimensioned into bumps. "Hmm. Did you still have a little burning cusp? What you did with me is incompetent. - Zhou Jin. Does this guy still have a root for breath? Zhou Jinru turned his scanning (search) eyes to the inquiry of Heaven, and opened his eyes wide with dismay. "Currently, the cell (cell) repair rate is 12.3%! 256 times faster to repair! 26.37 times more total energy!!" Before that impending word could be finished, I tore the surface that was carburizing, so that the intact flesh surface would swell - no, certainly repeatedly swelling and convergence - and appeared. "What the fuck?!? Zhou Jin hastily stationary the heavenly life when he was about to unleash a thunderbolt of pursuit. "Please wait! This one, we have learned to eat thunder and gravitational waves! All you have to do is feed them! "... lying" It's not like it sucks. Heavenly life is basic, I still have phototechnical skills because electric shock and light shooting are the main ones, but this guy looks like he was eating light originally, so maybe he'll be resistant to light shooting. I mean, no batter as it stands. There is another dark particle (Dark Matter) beam in the clouds, so this should work, but it's a match that Heaven and I couldn't finish off by simultaneously attacking. It is impossible to make them disappear in one blow. Conversely, if they learn to eat this, they will run out of one of these trump cards, so don't attack them in half right now. The hand cards should be kept warm. View View View Restore I bit my lips as I saw a monster that had grown two times bigger around me than before. I was watching sweetly. Previously I had managed with the force push of the heavens, so I was chronically worried that I would go through with it again this time. There shouldn't be enough standards to deal with first-sighted enemies with all this fighting power, or safety if you stay so far apart. All you could do was prepare yourself for a full battle without regret, but I can't believe you forgot such an easy mindset before you fought... "Minutes are too bad. I'll pull this off once and for all." "Princess. You still have plenty of chances for me! Such an inferior pest..." By not killing his enemies in front of the Lord (Bok), but on the contrary, strengthening them, the heaven hurts his pride and advances the continuation of the battle. "Heavenly Life. Nothing. I'm not ashamed to withdraw once. I need to think I was lucky to get a look at them today. We just have to win eventually." Tongue and slap on the back. ......... I get it. Exit from this airspace. Let's go, guys. " Heavenly spread its wings in an attitude where bitterness and annoyance were felt to be common. At that time... "What, are you going to Scarlet Snow? Take your time! Soon, to this altitude, the monster had brought a sickle. Above that head. A man armed with a white laughing mask could be seen coming this way, rowing a tricycle and a little bit of a headland there. Unlike when I saw it in the meantime, I called it nature and its name, feeling slightly weakened by the same figure of the man in the sweater on that yarn hat. "Yu O Kuro......" "-It's Shima O Ra, and it's recommended!!" Mr. Shima gets off the tricycle and makes a roar on the spot. "In the meantime, why don't we talk on top of the abandoned dragon over here (Nidheck)? Scarlet Snow Tan" "I'm sorry, but I have business to attend to today, so please excuse me at my doorstep." Pong, and slap the heavenly back, instructing him to leave. "Well, yes, I have to say something handsome." I had a fierce unpleasant feeling. In a moment, the whole body of the abandoned dragon glowed red. - No, the eyes of the vampires in their parts shimmered at the same time. In that light, everyone, including me, was unable to move in the air. "Devil's Eye (Evil Eye) Gold Tie -!? I'm such a god ancestor!?" "Stupid! I don't even accept the princess's demon eye that way, to such a junior!? "Guuuuuuuu" "Ugh, I didn't know you were going to bind me to the evil eye... well! You made up for the odds in numbers!!" Mr. Shima applauds Zhou Jin's analysis. "That's it! The effect of the demonic eye becomes inversely proportional and difficult depending on the level difference. So normally it doesn't depend on the opponent above yourself, but the odds aren't zero. Ooh. If you use all of these grown demon eyes, you have a 0.00001% chance that any of them will work.... so" So once he cut up his mouth, Mr. Shima suddenly aided him over the abandoned dragon, here... or he jumped at me, obviously stiff. "Scarlet - Snow - Tan - I don't like it ahhh!! It's like the third generation of thieves around here, taking off what they're wearing in the air in a jumping position and becoming a cloak of pants. "Ahhh!?!" A genuine scream, unexpectedly in a sudden crisis of chastity, was released from his stiff mouth. and the moment Mr. Shima tried to cover him, Sunlight Flash's offense continued to strike him straight from the sidelines, "Ooh, ooh, ooh!? One hair at a time, shot down. I screamed and fell to the ground. "Princess, are you okay?!?" It was the Sisters of the Four Seasons, the Angel of Kwon (Principality), my SS under the Capital of Life, who helped me to the point of danger. "Apparently you made it." The life capital in the body of the submissive demon makes a relieved voice. Apparently he distracted me and summoned me abruptly. I just stroked my chest down relieved and noticed that my physical freedom was returning. Apparently, the controller, Shima, suffered a damaged shock, which cut off the effect of the Demon Eye. "- Everybody out! You can't miss this chance. With rapid acceleration, everyone followed the scene from the beginning of the heavens. "Ugh, I still hate that guy's opponent..." Looking back at Shima and the Abandoned Dragon, who are not going to be able to afford it or chase it, I shivered again.
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ใ˜ใ‚ƒใผใ˜ใ‚ƒใผใ˜ใ‚ƒใผใ˜ใ‚ƒใผใƒผใฃใจๆฑ่ฅฟๅ—ๅŒ—ใฎ็…ๅญใ‚’ใ‹ใŸใฉใฃใŸๅฝซๅƒใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใใŠๆนฏใŒๅ™ดใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใƒผใ—ใฆใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใƒปใƒปใƒป? ใฎๅๅ‰ใฎ้€šใ‚Š้›ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็™ฝใ„ใ‘ใฉ่ก€่‰ฒใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่‚Œใจโ€•โ€•ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใƒกใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใงใ“ใฎ่‚Œ่‰ฒใ‚’่ชฟ็ฏ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ตๆง‹ๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆโ€•โ€•็ดฐใ„ๅงฟๆ…‹ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใฆไฝ•ๅบฆ็›ฎใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„่‡ชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็›ดใ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ“ใฎๆตดๅฎคใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ„ใŸใ„ๅปŠไธ‹ใฎๅน…ใจใ‹้•ทใ•ใจใ‹็ดฐใ‹ใชๆ„ๅŒ ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ่ฆ‹ใŸใฎใจๆฏ”ในไฝ•ๅ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใฃใฆ้•ใ„ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณ่‡ชไฝ“ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใ€Žใ›ใ„ใœใ„ๅญฆๆ กไฝใฎๅคงใใ•ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ“ใฎๅŸŽใฎ่ฆๆจกใจ่ฑช่ฏใ•ใŒใ€Žใƒดใ‚งใƒซใ‚ตใ‚คใƒฆๅฎฎๆฎฟใŒ็Šฌๅฐๅฑ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹่ฑช่ฏใ•ใงใ€23ๅŒบใŒใ‚นใƒƒใƒใƒชๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€ใƒใ‚ซใฟใŸใ„ใชๅบƒใ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ˆใŒ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใ ใ‹ๆตดๅฎคใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซ ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€Œ้•ทใ„ใ“ใจ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงๅ…ฅๆตดใจใŠ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŒๅฟ…่ฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใฃใฆใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใƒผใ„ใ†ๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใฏๅ…ˆใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ˆ! ๆœฌไบบใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใฏๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•! ใจๅซใณใŸใ„ๆ‰€ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใฎใงใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅฃใŒ่ฃ‚ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ไน…ใ€…ใซๅ‘ฝใฎๆด—ๆฟฏใจใ„ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒใ‚ญใƒณใชๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŠผใ—้š ใ—ใฆใŠ้ขจๅ‘‚โ€•โ€•ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅคง็†็Ÿณใ‚’ใตใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใซไฝฟใฃใŸใ€Žใฉใ“ใฎ็ฅžๆฎฟ?ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎ็™ฝไบœใฎๆฎฟๅ ‚โ€•โ€•ใธ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚Œ......ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใคใ„ใซๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใชใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆ่จŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใชใ‚“ใงไป˜ใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎ?!ใ€ ใฏใ€ไธ€็žฌใใ‚‡ใจใ‚“ใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ€ๅ…จ่ฃธใฎใพใพใพใฃใŸใๆ‚ชใณใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใชใซใฒใจใค้š ใ™ใ“ใจใชใๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๅงซใฎๅ…ฅๆตดใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œ.........ใ€ ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒ่„ฑใŒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹้–“ใซ้š…ใฎๆ–นใงใ‚ฌใ‚ตใ‚ดใ‚ฝใ‚„ใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€ๅ…จ่ฃธใฎใพใพๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎ้šฃใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅพŒใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉๆ™ฎ้€šใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?! ไพๅฅณใ‹ๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใŒๅ…ฅๆตดใซไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏใพใ ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใฃใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅนด็ซฏใ‚‚่กŒใ‹ใชใ„่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณ(ใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็ท‹้›ชใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‚ˆ!)ใฎๅ…ฅๆตดใซใ€็ญ‹้ชจ้€žใ—ใ„้’ๅนดใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?! ใ‚ขใ‚ฐใƒใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใฃใ‹ใงใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใ€Œใƒปใƒปใƒปใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใฆใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ ใถใฃใใ‚‰ใผใ†ใซใใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏใฃใฏใฃใ€ใชใซใ‚’ใ„ใพใ•ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅงซใจๅ…ฅๆตดใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎๅ„€ๅผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใฌใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใŒ้พๅฝขๆ…‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒ! ใใ‚Œใซใ“ใ“ใฎใŠๆนฏใฏ1ๅˆ†้–“ๆตธใ‹ใ‚‹ใจ30ๅˆ†้–“ๆฏŽ็ง’HPใฎ3%ใฎ่‡ชๅ‹•ๅ›žๅพฉๅŠนๆžœใจๅ…จๅฑžๆ€งๆŠตๆŠ—ๅ€คใฎ15%ไธŠๆ˜‡ๅŠนๆžœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซ่กŒใๅ‰ใซ ใจๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๅœฐๅ›ฃๅคช่ธใ‚“ใง้จ’ใŽใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใƒผใ›่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช~ใ€‚ ใฆใ‹ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซ้€†ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใซ้€†ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใง่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๆญปใฌใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ•ใ€ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚่„ฑ่กฃๆ‰€ใซใ„ใฆใฏใŠไฝ“ใŒๅ†ทใˆใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ๆตดๅฎคใฎๆ–นใธใฉใ†ใžใ€ ใฉใƒผใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใซ่‚ฉใ‚’ใคใ‹ใพใ‚Œโ€•โ€•ใ†ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ไปฅๅค–ใฎไป–ไบบใฎ่‚Œใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใซๅ—ใ‘ใฆๅ…จ่บซใŒ็—บใ‚Œ......ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹่…ฐใŒๆŠœใ‘ใใ†ใซใชใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใใฎใพใพๆนฏ่ˆนใฎๆ–นใธใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏๅคฑ็คผใ„ใŸใ—ใพใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆนฏ่ˆนใฎ้šŽๆฎต็ŠถใซใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใธๅบงใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงๅคฑ็คผใชๅ…จ่ฃธ็”ทใŒ็‰‡่†ใ‚’ไป˜ใโ€•โ€•ใชใ‚‹ในใ่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใซใ‚ใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒผใƒซ็“ถ?โ€•โ€•ใ‹ใ‘ๆนฏใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใƒœใƒˆใƒซใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‘ใ€ๆณก็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใจใƒปใƒปใƒปใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใƒœใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฝใƒผใƒ—ใญใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซใ‚„ใ‚นใƒใƒณใ‚ธใฏ่‚Œใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽŒใงๆด—ใ†ใฎใŒไธ€็•ช่‰ฏใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใƒผใƒปใƒปใƒปใ€‚ ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็พๅฎŸ้€ƒ้ฟใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใดใจใฃใจๆŽŒใŒไฝ“ใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฒใ‚ƒ......!!ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฌŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใŒใ€ๅคฉๆถฏใฏใ‚ฌใƒณ็„ก่ฆ–ใงใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‹็—’ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฉใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ๅงซ?ใ€ใชใฉใจๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง้ซชใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰็ˆชๅ…ˆใ€ๆžœใฆใฏใŠใธใใฎ็ฉดใ‚„ใพใ ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅ†…้ƒจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใพใงใ€ไฝ™ใ™ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใใ“ใญใใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏใชใ‚“ใ‹ใƒฌใ‚คใƒ—่ขซๅฎณ่€…ใซใชใฃใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆนฏ่ˆนใฎไธญใงใ•ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใจๆณฃใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ใตใ‚‰ใตใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆตดๅฎคใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ€ๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ฝ้ƒฝใฎๆ‰‹ใงๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใจไผผใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎๅน…ใŒๅบƒใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏ็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
Prologue Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin. Hot water is pouring out of the mouth of a statue that follows a lion from east, west and north. How did this happen...? In the hot smoke that I could stand in, I sat down on the edge of a marble hot tub with staircases, in a half bath position with my hips to bottom in hot water, I mean myself... white as snow but bloody skin as the name suggests - it was pretty hard to adjust this skin tone with character making - and as I dropped my gaze in a thin position, I woke up and asked myself how many times I didn't know. I thought I was headed straight between the thrones, and it was this bathroom that brought me here. I didn't know that at first. It's more or less the width of the hallway, the length, the fine design, and how many times more than I've seen the game, and even though the design itself does look familiar, the size and luxury of this castle, which I thought was' the size of a school position at best ', is the size of an idiot who says' Palazzo Versailles looks like a doghouse, the rd arrondissement goes into Suppoli '. That's why they brought me here. I didn't know if it was between the thrones or the bathroom, and while I was stunned, I was quickly stripped naked at the hands of the Life Capital (Miko and) - unlike the game, it was something that could take off both the top and bottom of the final line of defense underwear. Yeah - I was led to the hot tub. Anything that says, "You'll need to bathe and change because you've been asleep for a long time," but that kind of care goes first! I don't give a shit what I don't know! And I want to scream, but I'm scared, so of course I can't tell you even if my mouth is torn. "-That's right. It's been a while since I washed my life." I hid my chicken insides and took a bath - but I used plenty of marble: 'Which temple?' I was about to set foot in the hall of White Ya, which feels like '... I finally stopped being patient and I looked back and asked. "... why are you following me?!" The said person - or our dragon's heavenly life (Tenshi), with a decent look for a moment, answered as normal without being naked and not at all evil, without hiding anything. "Regardless, are you helping the princess bathe? ......... ... No. I knew it somehow. While I was being taken off, I was in the corner, waiting next to the Capital of Life naked, and when I walked out, I'd follow. But isn't it normal?! I still know that a samurai or life capital will follow you into the bath. But normally a looking girl who doesn't even go old (I mean Scarlet Snow!) bathing can't possibly come with a muscular young man?! I thought it would take a stop somewhere, even if it wasn't Mr. Agnes! "... no, because I don't want it. Well, I'm embarrassed." Answering so blindly, Heavenly laughed teasingly. "Ha, ha, what the hell. Isn't it like a daily ritual to bathe with a princess?" That must be because you were in dragon form! Besides, the hot water here has an automatic healing effect of % of HP per second for minutes when soaked for minute and a 15% increase in all attribute resistance values, so all you have to do is put in the exorcism (pet) with you before you go to battle!! I just want to make a scene by stepping on the group as much as I want, but I guess it's useless to say any way ~. If it cuts backwards badly, and it cuts backwards, I'll die. "Sa, you'll be cold in the stripper forever, so go to the bathroom." While I was wondering which one I did, I was grabbed on the shoulder by heaven - wow. My whole body is paralyzed by the feeling of someone else's skin other than myself... or my back is about to fall out - I am escorted straight to the hot tub. "Now if you'll excuse me..." Let me sit in the hot tub staircase, and a rude naked man with one knee just to exist - I was trying not to look at it, what's that size? Beer bottle? - I sprinkle water, and then I shake the contents of some kind of bottle on both hands, and when I lather... oh, body soap. Towels and sponges are best washed with your palms because they hurt your skin... blurry and escaping reality, but the moment my palms hit my body a little, "Ahhh...!!" I whispered unintentionally, but Heavenly ignored the cancer and said, "Is there any itch anywhere, Princess?," he asks easily. From the tip of my hair to the toe of my nails like that, to the end of the navel hole or the part where I haven't even checked the inside yet, I was unnecessarily twisted around, and when I was done, I felt like I was some kind of rape victim, and I accidentally whimpered in the hot tub. Then, fluttering out of the bathroom, I was forced to change into a dress that was even wider in the skirt, similar to the one I had earlier designed at the hands of the waiting capital of life, and now it was time for us to head to the throne room.
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ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใฏๆ‰€่ฉฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚......ใพใ‚ๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š่„š่‰ฒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹็ท‹้›ชใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆ›–ๆ˜งใช่‚ฏๅฎšใจใจใ‚‰ใˆใฆใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠใฏใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใใ—ใฆไธ€ๆฌกๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏใ„ใพใพใ•ใซ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑๆœ›ใ•ใ›ใŸใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใพใ ใ‹ใคใฆใชใ„่ˆˆๅฅฎใจๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ€Žๆฐธ้ ใชใ‚‹ๅœฐๅนณใ€ใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้š”็ตถใ—ใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ไบบใŒ่ถณๅ…ƒใฎ่Ÿปใซๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใปใจใ‚“ใฉไผš่ฉฑใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„......ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ™ใ‚‰ไธๆ˜Žใงใ€ใ„ใพใงใ„ใ†ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใง็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใงใ‚ใฃใŸใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎใ€Žๆฐธ้ ใชใ‚‹ๅœฐๅนณใ€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใ€ๅ”็ชใช็ ดๆป…ใŒ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไธ–็•Œใฏ้—‡ใซๆฒˆใฟใ€ ใŒใ€ไธๆ„ใซ่ก€่‚‰ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใจใ—ใฆๅคงๅœฐใธ้™่‡จใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅคงๅœฐใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ™ในใฆใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ไธ€็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซ้›†ใ‚ใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชไธ–็•Œใธใจ็งปใ‚Šไฝใฟใ€Ž็ฅžใ€ใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็พๅœจใฎๅคงๅœฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไผใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€1000ๅนดๅ‰ใซ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใŒใ€‚400ๅนดใปใฉๅ‰ใซๅธๅ›ฝใŒๆœ€ๅคงๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆๅ›่‡จใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€็พๅœจใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ่–ๆ•™ใงใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๆ•‘ใ„ไธปใ‚’ใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใ€ใจๅ‘ผ็งฐใ—ใฆใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€็ฅžใจใ—ใฆไฟกๅฅ‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ โ—†โ—‡โ—†โ—‡ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰2้€ฑ้–“ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒดใ‚กใƒณ็ตŒ็”ฑใงๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ขใƒผใƒŠ็š‡ๅฅณใฎ่ฆชๆ›ธใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่ชžใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅ–ชๅคฑไธ–็ด€ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ใตใจๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆ้ ญใฎไธญใงๆ•ด็†ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็ฌฆๅทใฏๅˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ ็š‡ๅฅณใŒ่ชžใฃใŸ็ฅž่ฉฑใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฏ ใ‚ใจใ€ใ„ใพใพใงๅ‡บไผšใฃใŸใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒคใƒผใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚‚่ฌŽใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ไผๆ‰ฟใงใฏ1ไบบใ‚’้™คใ„ใฆๅ…จๅ“กๆถˆใˆใŸใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใพใ‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ้ƒฝๅˆใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ‚Šไผๆ’ญใฎ้Ž็จ‹ใงๅค‰่ณชใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€‚ๅ›ใŒ่ฆšใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ˜”ใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผ......ใพใ‚็งใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใฟใŸใ„ใซ็„กๅฃใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ๅ‚ใ‚‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ฟใ‚ญใ‚ทใƒผใƒ‰ๅงฟใฎๅคฉๆถฏใซ่จŠใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใ‚‚ๅธธใซ้™ฝๆฐ—ใซไผš่ฉฑใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€ๅงซใ‚‚ใ”ๅŒๆง˜ใงใ€‚......ใพใ‚ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใ‚‚ๅœฐใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹่€…ใฉใ‚‚ใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใชใฉใ„ใกใ„ใกๆณจๆ„ใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบบ้–“ใฉใ‚‚ใฎ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใใ†่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏ็‘ฃไบ‹ใซใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ๅงซใŒใŠๆฐ—ใซใชใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใจNPCใฎ่ฆ–็‚นใฎ้•ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆˆ–ใ„ใฏใ€ใใฎใ€Ž่’ผใ็ฅžใ€ใจ็งใงใฏๅŒใ˜ ใใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“็ตŒ้Žใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใงใฏ100ๅนดใงใ€ใ“ใฃใกใงใฏ1000ๅนดใจ้–‹ใใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒๅค–ๆฅ็จฎใฃใฆใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช? 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"" The Eternal Horizon "... because? Scarlet Snow frowned on the contents of the inheritance passed only to the royal lineage of the Grawior Empire, spoken by Empress Oriana as a condition of exchange, the name of the world that would set the stage for the myth told at its beginning. Oriana nods. "Yes, it is said that long ago, people of our ancestors lived in paradise called the 'Horizon of Eternity'" "How many years ago, exactly? "I don't know. In the first place, a century of loss is called 'The world is doomed. They say the past, present, and future are mixed' and they can't stipulate 'when' because this is a time when the concept of time didn't exist in the first place" "... what the hell" "It's refreshing to me, too. Well, it's only a myth, so I was wondering if there was any inconsistency... for now, I'm pretty sure it was a thousand years before the Holy Church claimed its origins." Empirically, it felt like a complete spoon throw, and Oriana spoke only as a legacy. Far back in the day, our ancestors lived in a rich world called The Horizon of Eternity. The world was warm all season long, the flowers were constantly blooming, there was no natural disaster, no old age, no disease... I hope it was just the heavenly realm. Demons also existed, as did the world today, but they also said they never attacked cities, villages, etc. where people lived, without crossing their own territory. And more importantly, there were people called transcendents (players), such as gods and demon kings, as real rather than imaginary beings. They were completely different from humans, whose appearance was very similar to that of humans, but they were also told that humans could not escape the boundaries of human beings, whereas, as if they were demons, they had changed over time into another being, and that even the younger ones had killed demons with a wave of arms, and were also essentially immortal, even if they died, they had lived back immediately. Some of these transcendents (players), especially those at their peak, had their own territory everywhere, and they had a tremendous power and fame. For example, Animal, a rampant beast god living in a giant magical castle that travels. Diveta, king of righteous dragon knights, for example, as Lord of the fortress of steel. For example, Morngai, the oligarchy demon king who rules the sea. And Hiyuki, the beautiful princess of night and darkness, as the lord of a floating giant palace. Oriana looked directly in the face at Scarlet Snow's eyes with the kind of eyes the honors students would answer to each other. "- Is there any mistake so far? "Come on? Because what you're reading there is tertiary information. I don't think secondary information makes much sense either.... Well, personally, I think it's pretty leggy." Taking the bitterly laughing Scarlet Snow word as an ambiguous affirmation, Oriana smiled. "... I see, and primary information is right in front of you." "Did I disappoint you? "There is no such thing. I still remember the excitement and emotion I had never had before." Now, this transcendent (player), though living in the same 'eternal horizon', is completely isolated from humans and hardly a conversation in the first place just as people pay attention to the ants at their feet...... it is not even known if it is in the first place, they say it was as creepy and inorganic as the golem it is now. One day in its' Eternal Horizon ', a sudden ruin struck. The world sank into darkness and the transcendents (players) disappeared somewhere... No, first the transcendent "players" disappeared and then doom struck the world, so it's unclear which is the cause of the consequences. The powerless people left only embraced obedience and doom, but so the transcendents (players) left to the end were inadvertently descended into the earth as beings with flesh, collecting in one place all that was left on the earth, moving into a new world and becoming 'gods'. We are told that this is the earth of today. Then the living and the living spread over the earth, and the people were crowded and repetitive, but years ago the Holy Kingdom began to reign as the greatest force, about 400 years ago, and it continues to this day. By the way, the Sacred Church calls this Savior 'the pale God' and says he is the only one who believes as God. โ—† โ—‡ โ—† โ—‡ Not much for two weeks since then. Looking through the protรฉgรฉ of Princess Oriana, received via Levan, I tried to sort it out in my head with a fumble of remembrance about the century of loss she told me about. "... well, the code fits somewhat" If you believe in the myths told by the Empress, it still means that this world was created based on the information (resources) of "E. H. O." and "Eternal Horizon Online". And the presence of the players we've met so far is also a mystery, isn't it? All but one of them is supposed to have disappeared in the inheritance, and, well, it's probably natural to change the story or degenerate in the course of propagation for your convenience. "No, heaven forbid. The old player you remember... well, including me, was he as silent as a golem like that? I asked in the lifetime of the tuxedo standing beside me. "Is that Yota story? There was nothing like that. The transcendents (players) were always cheerfully conversed, as were the princesses.... Well, we didn't pay much attention to the trends of those who live on the earth either, so it may have looked that way in the eyes of humans, but the intrusion is insignificant. The princess has nothing to worry about." Hmm. I'm a little concerned about the difference in perceptions around here, but I think there might be a difference in perspective between the submissive demon (pet) and the NPC. "... or is the composition different even if I use the same information (resources) as the 'pale god'?" Looks like it's better that way. In the first place, the passage of time is 100 years in our perception, and there are 1000 years open here. "Does that mean this one's a better alien species? The question is who the player who became that god is, but at this stage, I only know what 'male character' is." "How do you know you're a man, with so many fears, such as pinching questions about the princess's words? Lifetime Capital (Miko), who stood beside him as well, leaned his neck in surprise. "Shadow Lang taught me" "Is there a Shadowloon...? "Yes, he's said that many times." Next husband "the mastermind. I mean, a man." "... can I trust you? I had no choice but to laugh bitterly at my natural doubts about the life capital. "That guy is a liar, but because he liked to play the prank of 'Now Read Behind the Words' with these hooks. I think you can trust me for that." "I see.... though, there is no way to confirm its sincerity anymore" Even for Life Capital, Mr. Shadowloon must be a memorable opponent in a way. As a matter of fact, he has been a member of our guild since its inception (he didn't like submus or anything like that in person), so he can get along much longer than in heaven. So I guess there's something to think about that death, just like me. "Well after that, Mr. Shadowloon's neck and record were poked at by the Chancellor as immobile evidence, quite imperial...... or it looks like the Princess of Suzuran is revving. I wonder why it feels like it fits where it fits. I'm going to go to the grave and see how things are going, so you can come with your life capital." By the way, my middle smelly street name, "The Princess of the Rose," seems to be well established in the Gravior Empire. ... I honestly just don't want to go for a while until it's mostly cold. "Yes, I will make a statement" Life capital snorts with a thorough modus operandi. "Yeah. - Well, even if we go, it's probably after the signing of a mutual trade agreement using a transfer magic device. Looks like we're having a hard time fighting over there." When he announced the existence of the various transfer magic devices and began negotiating with the Emperor, he said the Prime Minister had embarked on a shabby ride. So, in the end, the Empress Oriana is acting on behalf of the Emperor. He was accompanied by Chancellor Warren as a practical assistant and, in conjunction with territorial negotiations in Farbler, the capital of the former Kensruna country, is currently holding consultations. Well, I leave it to Levan around here, so I don't know the details. And that prime minister's back a lot. That's right, when you become a great person, the skin thickness on your face is different from that of an ordinary person. Well, it says in the Princess Oriana's protรฉgรฉ that it was obviously a rash, so I guess I pulled it down like I should, considering the character of that princess. And then the samurai, Lyna, who accompanied her that day, left her job without a word from her, and was accompanied by a letter of apology from her parents. I guess how shocking the sight was that day. I did something I'm sorry about. and it was unnecessarily written as regrettable for her, so I guess Oriana thinks so meticulously. I wish I could help you with something. "In the meantime, if the negotiations are separated, Levan will hear from you, too, so I guess." "Yes, as the princess says..." Realizing the subtle look on the face of its life capital, he said, "What's wrong?" I asked. "No, is it because I was not present at the end of Mr. Shadowloon directly, because I do not think you have died" If you ask me, I was at the crime scene. But I don't think I'm actually alive when it comes to Mr. Shadowloon. "Well, because even I'm not pinned. I feel like I'm about to come back to life like a comic book or a cartoon." "Sounds fun, Princess." "Ma'am. I guess that makes us a little more comfortable with each other. - One of these days, 'Show up with a miraculous resurrection where it's exuberant' is a performance, because Shadow Lang is going to do it." Ma, it's just a joke. "Conversely, if you resurrect right now or something, there's nothing exciting about it. If it was a comic book, I'd be complaining," Are you back already? "
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ๅคง้™ธ(็‰นๅฎšใฎๅๅ‰ใฏใชใๅ˜ใซใ€Žๅคง้™ธใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹)ใฎๅฝขใฏๅคง้›‘ๆŠŠใซใ€Žๅทฆๅดใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ‚ซใƒใ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใ†ใก้ก”ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ€Žๅคง้™ธ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใ€ใ€ไธŠๅŠ่บซ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ€Žๅคง้™ธไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใ€ใ€ไธ‹ๅŠ่บซ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ€Žๅคง้™ธๆฑ้ƒจๅŸŸใ€ใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅŒ–็š„ใซใฏใ€Žๅคง้™ธ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใ€>ใ€Žๅคง้™ธๆฑ้ƒจๅŸŸใ€>ใ€Žๅคง้™ธไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใ€ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคง้™ธๆœ€ๅคงๅฎ—ๆ•™ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Žใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–ๆ•™ใ€ใฎๆ•™็พฉโ€•โ€•ใ€Œไบบ้–“ไปฅๅค–ใฎไบœไบบใ€็ฃไบบใชใฉใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใคใ็ฝชใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸ็ฝชไบบใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅŠฃใฃใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่€ƒใˆใŒๆ นๅบ•ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ใใฎใพใพไบบ้–“็จฎใฎๅ›ฝใซๅ ใ‚ใ‚‹็‰ˆๅ›ณใฎๅบƒใ•ใ‚’่กจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใฏๅ„ๅœฐใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ็‰น่‰ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใซใฉใ“ใŒไธŠใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใŠใ€ๅคง้™ธใซใฏๅคงๅฐ60ไฝ™ใ‚Šใฎๅ›ฝใ€…ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹(ใพใŸๅคง้™ธไปฅๅค–ใซใ‚‚ใ€่ซธๅณถๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚„ๆœช็ขบ่ชๅคง้™ธใชใฉใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹)ใ€‚ ใใฎใ†ใกๆœ€ๅคงใฎ้ข็ฉใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไฝ็ฝฎ็š„ใซใฏๅคง้™ธไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใฎไธ‹ๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’ใปใผๅ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฎŸๆ…‹ใฏไบœไบบๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚„ไบœไบบใจใฎ่žๅ’Œ่ทฏ็ทšใ‚’ใจใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–ๆ•™ใฎๅผพๅœงใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅ›ฃ็ตใ—ใŸๅฏ„ใ›้›†ใ‚ใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใซ้ŽใŽใšใ€ใ„ใ–ใจใ„ใ†ๅ ดๅˆใฎๅ…ฑๅŒๆญฉ่ชฟใซใ‚‚้›ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅนพใคใ‹ใฎๅ‘จ่พบๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅธๅ›ฝใซไฝตๅˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€ฃ้‚ฆใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใฏใ€Žไธปๅธญใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ€ไธ–่ฅฒๅˆถใงใฏใชใใ€ๅ„ๅ›ฝไปฃ่กจ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰้ธๆŠœใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ€ไปฃ้™ใ‚Šใฎๅ่ช‰่ทใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใซๅผทๅคงใชใฎใŒใ€ๅคง้™ธๆฑ้ƒจๅŸŸใ‹ใ‚‰ไธญๅคฎ้ƒจๅŸŸไธŠ็ซฏไป˜่ฟ‘(ใพใŸใ€ไธ€้ƒจ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใซใ‚‚้ฃ›ใณๅœฐใŒใ‚ใ‚‹)ใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใ‚ชใƒผใƒซๅธๅ›ฝใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅผทๅคงใชๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ็š‡ๅธใŒๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝใงใ€ใŸใณใŸใณๅ‘จ่พบๅ›ฝใจๆญฆๅŠ›็ด›ไบ‰ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ็š‡ๅธใฏ็ตถๅฏพ็Ž‹ๆ”ฟใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€็พๅœจใฏๅ›ฝๅœŸใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒซใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅžฃ้–“่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็š‡ๅธใฎๆ„ๅ‘ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏไธ้€ๆ˜Žใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅค–ไบคใ‚„่ฒฟๆ˜“ใซใ‚‚ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็‰นใซๅคง้™ธ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸ่ซธๅ›ฝใจใฏๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„่‰ฏๅฅฝใช้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผทๅ›ฝใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใŒใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ€‚ ๅคง้™ธไธญๅคฎ้ƒจใซไฝ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ‚คใƒผใ‚ชใƒณ่–ๆ•™ใ‚’ๅ›ฝๆ•™ใจใ—ใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ๅ…จใฆใŒๆ•™ๅ›ฃๅ“กใจใ„ใ†ๅฎ—ๆ•™ๅ›ฝๅฎถใ€‚ ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้ซ˜ไฝ่–่ท่€…ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹้ญ”่ก“(่–ๆ•™ใงใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใฎใ€Ž็ฅžใฎๅฅ‡่ทกใ€)็™บๅ‹•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ•™ๅ›ฃๅ“กใ‚’ใ™ในใฆๅ‡ถๆˆฆๅฃซใจใ—ใฆๆ“ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใชใŸใ‚ใ€ไป–ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฆๆˆ’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ•™็พฉใ‚†ใˆใซใ€Œ็ฝชไบบใŸใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ไปฅๅค–ใฎ็จฎๆ—ใฏๆญปใ—ใฆ็ฝชใ‚’ๅ„Ÿใ†ในใใ€ใจใฎ็†็”ฑใงใ€้ŽๅŽปใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ไบœไบบๅ›ฝๅฎถใ‚„้–ข้€ฃใ™ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใจใฎ็ด›ไบ‰ใƒป่™ๆฎบใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚น=ใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚นใƒซใƒผใƒŠ้€ฃ้‚ฆใจใฎไปฒใฏๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ€‚ ๅ›ฝไบคใฏใ‚‚ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Š็‰ฉๆต่‡ชไฝ“ไธ€ๅˆ‡่กŒใชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใฏ็ฅž่จ—ใง้ธใฐใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žๅคงๆ•™็š‡ใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใปใผ็ฅž่ผฟใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎŸๆ…‹ใฏๅคงๅธๆ•™ไปฅไธŠใฎไฝ้šŽใฎ่€…ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅˆ่ญฐไฝ“ๅˆถใงๅ›ฝใฎ้‹ๅ–ถใฏๅŸทใ‚Š่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้–‰้Ž–็š„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซไป–ๅ›ฝใจใฎไบคๆตใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒŸใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฏๅคง้™ธ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅŸŸใซ16ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ›ฝๅฎถใฎใฒใจใคใงใ€ๅ›ฝๅœŸ้ข็ฉใจใ—ใฆใฏ7็•ช็›ฎใ€่พฒไฝœ็‰ฉใฎ่ผธๅ‡บ้‡ใจใ—ใฆใฏ1็•ชใ€ๅ›ฝๅŠ›ใจใ—ใฆใฏ5~6็•ช็›ฎใซไฝ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆ–้ƒฝใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ‚ซใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไบค้€šใฎไพฟใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใŸใ‚ไบบๅฃใจใ—ใฆใฏๅ›ฝๅ†…3็•ชๆ‰‹ใซ็”˜ใ‚“ใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹(1ไฝใฏ่ฒฟๆ˜“ๆธฏใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ญใƒˆใƒผใงใ€2ไฝใŒไบคๆ˜“่ทฏใฎไธญๅฟƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ช็”ฑ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ขใƒผใƒฉ)ใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฏใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใจใ—ใฆใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซ้ซ˜ใ„ใŒใ€็ทใ˜ใฆๅนณๅ’Œใƒœใ‚ฑใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๅๅนดๆ–‡ๅŒ–็š„้ญ”ๆณ•็š„ใช็™บๆ˜Žใ€็™บๅฑ•ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจ่€…ใฏๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ่ณช็š„ใซใฏๆœ‰ๅŠ›่ฒดๆ—ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—้™ขใŒๅฎŸๆจฉใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅ˜ใชใ‚‹ใŠ้ฃพใ‚Šใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„(ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคง้™ธ่ซธๅ›ฝๅ…จ่ˆฌใซ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹)ใ€‚ ็พๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซใฏ6็”ท5ๅฅณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆๆฏ’ใซใ‚‚่–ฌใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบๆŸ„ใ ใŒใ€็ฌฌไธ‰็Ž‹ๅญใ‚ขใ‚ทใƒซใƒปใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใƒ‰(ใจใใฎๅฎŸๅฆนๅฅณใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใ‚ซใƒปใ‚คใƒชใ‚น)ใฎใฟใฏใ€ๅฎŸ็ธพใจ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ€ๅค–่ฆ‹ใ€ไบบๆŸ„ใซๅ„ชใ‚Œใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ‚„ไธ€้ƒจ่ปไบบใ‹ใ‚‰็†ฑ็‹‚็š„ใชๆ”ฏๆŒใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ็ท‹้›ชใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใ€ใ€Œ็ท‘ใŒๅคšใใฆใฎใฉใ‹ใใ†ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใŸใ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ็†็”ฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
The shape of the continent (known simply as the 'continent' without a specific name) takes the form of a 'left-facing kaba' in large clutter, of which the part that hits the face is called the 'western part of the continent', the upper body part is called the 'central part of the continent' and the lower body part is called the 'eastern part of the continent'. Culturally, it is seen as "Western Continent Region" > "Eastern Continental Region" > "Central Continental Region". This is the underlying doctrine of the 'Eon Episcopal Church', the largest religion on the continent - the idea that "non-human subhumans, beasts, etc. are born sinners and inferior to human beings", which can also be said to represent the breadth of the print as it stands as a percentage of the nation of the human species. In fact, there are cultures with their own characteristics everywhere, and generally nowhere can be said to be above. It should be noted that there are more than countries, large and small, on the continent (in addition to the continent, archipelagic states, unidentified continents, etc.). The largest of these is the Confederation of Cres-Kensruna, which occupies almost the lower half of the continent's central part in position, but the reality is that some peripheral countries are annexed to the empire because the subnational states and the states that take the route of reconciliation with the subpeoples are only a group of united gatherings to escape the oppression of the Eon Episcopal Church and also have difficulties in joint pacing in cases of need. The representatives of the Confederation are called 'Presidents' and become a one-generation honorary position to be selected from the national representatives, rather than from a hereditary system. The second most powerful is the Grawior Empire, which dominates from the eastern part of the continent near the upper edge of the central region (and also has enclaves in some western regions). This is a country ruled by an emperor with mighty power, who has occasionally had armed conflicts with neighbouring countries. However, there is an opaque part of whether or not this is due to the Emperor's intention, as the former Emperor maintained power close to the absolute kingdom, but now has a glimpse of the part of the national territory that is too extensive to be controlled. It also invests in diplomacy and trade and has relatively good relations, particularly with the countries of the western part of the continent. The last of the three mighty nations is the Eon Holy King. Located in the central part of the continent, as its name suggests, Aeon Episcopal Church is the national religion, a religious state in which all its citizens are members of the Church. Not so much as a national area, but the influence over countries is very strong due to the fact that it is the largest religion on the continent. He is also alerted by other countries because the sorcery (the 'miracle of God' where ecclesiastical is referred to) activation, which can be used by a high priest called 'Jihad', makes it possible to manipulate all members of the denomination as murderer warriors. Because of its doctrine, "non-sinful human races should die and atone for their sins," we have had many conflicts and massacres with subnational and related states in the past, so our friendship with the Confederation of Cres-Kensruna sucks. National transportation has not originally been carried out in any way in the logistics itself. The representative of the State is the 'Archbishop' chosen in divinity, but this one is almost divine, and the reality is that the operation of the State is carried out in a system of consultation by persons of the rank of Archbishop and above. It is closed and does not interact very actively with other countries. The kingdom of Amitia is one of the countries in the western part of the continent, located seventh in terms of land area, first in terms of crop exports and fifth to sixth in terms of national power. Although the capital is the Wang capital of Cardia, it is the third most spoiled city in the country as a population due to poor transportation (the first is the city of Quito with a trading port and the second is the free city of Ara, the center of the trading route). The cultural level is quite high as this world, but all in all it is peaceful bogged down and there has been no cultural and magical invention, development in recent decades. The representatives of the country are kings, but essentially the House of Lords by leading nobles dominates real rights and is merely an ornament (which can be said of the continental countries in general). The current king has six men and five women, personages that are neither poisonous nor medicinal, including the king, but only the third prince, Asil Claude (and his real sister, the fourth princess, Angelica Iris), has an excellent track record and ability, appearance, personality and enthusiastic support from the people and some members of the military. Scarlet Snow chose this country first, by the way, for the mere reason that it seems "green and idyllic".
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ใ‚ใฎไผš่ญฐใฎใ‚ใจใ€ๅ˜˜ใฟใŸใ„ใซๅนณๅ’Œใชๆ—ฅใŒ็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅญฆๆ กใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ€็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใจ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ€ใŠๅ‹้”ใจๆฅฝใ—ใใŠใ—ใ‚ƒในใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅนณๅ’Œใ ใ€‚่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅนณๅ’Œใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ—ฅใŒใšใฃใจ็ถšใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใงๆ…Œใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ‰ไธ–ใฎ็งใฏๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆ…ŒใฆใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใญ! ใงใ‚‚ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šๆ˜ ใˆใ—ใชใ„ๆ—ฅใ€…ใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซไธญ้–“ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใฎๆ—ฅใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็งใฏใ™ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‰ใจ็ญ”ๆกˆ็”จ็ด™ใซๆ›ธใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ๅ‹‰ๅผทใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ„่ฆ‹็›ดใ—ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใŒไฝ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใฏๅ•้กŒใชใไธญ้–“ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๆกœไธ˜ๅญฆๅœ’ใงใฏใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใฎ5ๆ•™็ง‘ใฎๅˆ่จˆใฎ้ †ไฝใŒไธŠไฝ20ไฝใพใง่ฒผใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ 20ไฝไปฅไธ‹ใฎไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๅ„ๅ€‹ไบบใซ้…ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ด™ใซๅนณๅ‡็‚นใจใจใ‚‚ใซ้ †ไฝใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใฟใ‚“ใช่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ †ไฝใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้ †ไฝใŒไปŠ่ฒผใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชๅปŠไธ‹ใซๅ‡บใฆ่ฒผใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด™ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใ‚‚ใŠๅ‹้”ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ็งใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใใ€‚ ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้ †ใซๅๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใจใ€12ไฝใซ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใ ใ‚ใใ€ใจๅฐŠๆ•ฌใ—็›ดใ™ใ€‚ๅฎนๅงฟใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ๆ€งๆ ผใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ๅฎถๆŸ„ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€้ ญใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ใƒŸใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใ€‚็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใ™ใฆใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ3ไฝใซ็Ž‹ๅญใฎๅๅ‰ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๆญชใฟใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚!ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚ใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“!2ไฝใ ใชใ‚“ใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆ......ใใฃใจใพใใ‚Œใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใŸใพใŸใพใชใฎใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‹‰ๅผทใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใซ่žใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ€็งใŒ2ไฝใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใพใ˜ใ‹ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซๆ‰‹ๅฟœใˆใฏ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ้ †ไฝใŒไธŠใ ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ1ไฝใŒ......่“ฎ่ฆ‹ๆง˜ใชใฎใญใ€‚ๆต็Ÿณใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๆ–นใฏๅธธใซไธŠไฝใซใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆฑๆขๆง˜ใจ1ใ€2ใ‚’ไบ‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใŒ้ฆ–ไฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใจ็Ž‹ๅญใซๆŒŸใพใ‚ŒใŸ็งใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ—ฉ้€Ÿๆณจ็›ฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใซๆŒŸใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉ็‚นๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠœใใฎใฏ......ใจๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ๅ‹‰ๅผทใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใง็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใฎใฏๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็งใฏใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’ๆตดใณใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ้€€ๆ•ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใŒๅ‹ใกใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€1้€ฑ้–“ใใ‚‰ใ„็ตŒใฃใŸใ‚ใจใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใŒๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใจใ”ๅฏพ้ขใงใใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใŒๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ—ฅใฏๆฐ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใใ‚ƒ!ๆ†งใ‚Œใฎ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใจใŠ่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ใฐใฃใกใ‚ŠใŠๆด’่ฝใ—ใฆใ€่‰ฏใ„ๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€‚ ็งใฏใใฎๆ—ฅใซไผšใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚จใ‚นใƒ†ใจ็พŽๅฎน้™ขใฎไบˆ็ด„ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎๆ—ฅใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€‚ ใคใ„ใซใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็งใฏใคใ„ใซ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใจใ”ๅฏพ้ขใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ไธŠๆ‰‹ใ่ฉฑใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฏใ“ใฎ้–“ใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใจไผš่ญฐใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅ–ซ่Œถๅบ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใฏ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใคใคใ€ๅบ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ„ชใ—ใใ†ใชๅบ—ไธปใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅ‰ใจๅŒใ˜ๅธญใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใ‚‚็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใ‚‚ใพใ ๆฅใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš็งใฏๅธญใซใคใใ€‚ ้ž„ใ‹ใ‚‰้กใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ ใ—้ซชใฎใฟใ ใ‚ŒใŒใชใ„ใ‹็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ใฐใฃใกใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ็งใฏๅงฟๅ‹ข่‰ฏใๅพ…ๆฉŸใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใพใ ใซ่ชฐใ‚‚ๆฅใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†30ๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฎใ†ใกใฏใใ‚ใใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰10ๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„็ตŒใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็งใ€ๆ™‚้–“้–“้•ใˆใŸ? 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ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็งใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใŸใฎใ€‚ ็งใฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซๆ”พๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€่กŒใใžใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ็งใŒใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏ็งใ‚’็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใพใพใ€ๆญฉใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใพใพใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใŠไผš่จˆใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใใฎใพใพๅค–ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใฃ......ใŠไผš่จˆ......!ใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใŸ่ฉซใณใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใ่กŒใใžใ€ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏใใ‚“ใใ‚“ใจ้€ฒใ‚“ใง่กŒใใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใจ็งใงใฏๆญฉๅน…ใŒ้•ใ†ใฎใง็งใฏๅฐ่ตฐใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ปŠใฎ้€šใ‚ŠใŒๅคšใ„้“ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใจ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ็งใŒ่บŠ่บ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€Œๆ—ฉใไน—ใฃใฆใ€ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใฏใ‚ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใŒ้‹่ปขๆ‰‹ใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒผใฏ็™บ่ปŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ......ไฝ•ๅ‡ฆใซ่กŒใใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ’ฒใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใฎ......?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹......็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซใชใซใ‹?ใ€ ็งใฏๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใ—ใฆใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€็พŽๅ’ฒใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ˜ดใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๆ˜ดใŒใ€็ช็„ถใ‚„ใฃใฆใใฆ......ใ€Ž็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ‚นใ‚คใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’้ฃŸในใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ใฃใฆ็พŽๅ’ฒใ‚’่ช˜ใ„ใซใใŸใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚......ใใ‚Œใง?ใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ’ฒใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆ–ญใฃใŸใ€‚ไบบใจไผšใ†็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ€‚ใใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๆ˜ดใŒใ€Žใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใใฎไบบใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚นใ‚คใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’้ฃŸในใซใ„ใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€ ็งใฏ้ ใ„็›ฎใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ„ใŸใ„็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใŒ้…ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’่ชฌๅพ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ€็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใŒๆฅใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใงใ€‚ ......ใ‚ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽ......! ็งใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใง็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ใถใ‚“ๆฎดใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅฑฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ’ใƒผใƒซใงๆฎดใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€‚
I'm The Heroine, But I Want To Hand That Role Over After the meeting, the peaceful days, that looked to be a lie, continued. Going to school, watching over Miku-sama and the prince, and having fun by talking with my friends. It's peaceful. Not having to a.s.sociate with Hasumi is so peaceful? I wish such days would continue like this forever. Though the midterm tests are approaching, I am not fl.u.s.tered, I carefully review the lessons; If you firmly study everyday, you have no reason to be fl.u.s.tered for a test. Though, I did get greatly panicked in my previous life! But I would forget everything once the test was over. After pa.s.sing the next few days uneventfully, the day of the midterm test arrived in the blink of an eye. I smoothly filled out my examination paper. Being good at studying is wonderful. And I even have enough time to review it twice. I finished my midterm exam without a problem. At Sakuragaoka Academy the top ranking of the subjects will be ranked up to and put on a notice board. The people that ranked below will each be distributed a paper with their average score and their rank written on it, so that everyone knows their rank. It looks like the ranks have been posted. Everyone went out to the hallway and looked at the paper. I also went to see it with my friends. I wonder if my name is also on it. When I looked down, I discovered Miku-sama's name at 2th place, as expected of her, I thought while increasing my respect for Miku-sama. Good appearance, good character, good household, and a good head. Miss perfect. Miku-sama is superb. And then at the 3rd place there's the prince's name. Un, not shaken. Thatโ€™s Mister perfect. And...... โ€œOh dear! Amazing, Rinksan! You ranked 2nd!โ€ โ€œNo.......it must be a fluke. An accident.โ€ โ€œThat's not true. I mean Rinksan, you seriously studied. Shall I start asking the things I don't understand to Rinksan from now on?โ€ Gosh, I am second. Are you serious. Certainly, I was prepared for the test but, I didn't think I'd be so high up. โ€œThe first place is......Hasumi-sama. As expected of him.โ€ โ€œThat person has always been at the top. He always competed with Tojo-sama for 1st and 2nd place.โ€ Hasumi was in first place. I was sandwiched between Hasumi and the prince. c.r.a.p, I stand out. Or perhaps I should say, I'm already being observed. I never thought that my score was good enough to be sandwiched between those two. Let's be more careful from now on. But even so, to get looks at this time.....so I worried about it. Being good at studies is wonderful but, if that makes me stand out, that's a problem. I decided to leave before getting even more attention. Fleeing is winning. After the test was over, a week later, I was contacted by Hasumi. Apparently, the day I can meet Miku-sama is decided. I shall gather my fighting spirit for that day! I'll be able to talk to the Miku-sama I admire. Perfectly dressed up, I want to leave a good impression. I reserved an appointment with an beautician and hairdresser on that day. Aah, I'm really looking forward to that day now. And finally that day has come. I will meet Miku-sama. Will we get along? Will it go well? The place of the appointment is the tea shop where I had the meeting with Hasumi. While nervous, I entered the shop. The kind looking shopkeeper come to greet me like the last time, and guided me to the same seat. It seems like neither Hasumi, nor Miku-sama, has arrived. For now, I will take a seat. I took out a mirror from my bag to check that my hair wasn't messy. Alright. Perfect. I remained alert in that stance. Still no one came. I feel like I've waited about 30 minutes already. At the beginning I was all fidgety, but I began to feel anxious after 10 minutes had pa.s.sed. Had I made a mistake on the time? Taking out my phone, I checked the place and time of the rendezvous. I motionlessly waited with my head tilted. After another 5 minutes, Hasumi called me. ใ€ŽAn emergency occurred. It will take a bit.ใ€ .......an emergency he said, whatโ€™s that. What happened, oi Hasumi. I emailed him and, while I'm waiting, opened the shop menu. I thought of asking for a full set but, since he said they'll be late, I'll order something to drink first. I've got nothing to do. Should I not leisurely wait? I opened the menu, and checked the drinks. I wonder what to do, shall I order a cafe au lait? But the tea I drunk last time was delicious, and I'm interested in that coffee Hasumi recommended too. Un un, the result of my troubling was that I chose the cafe au lait. I'm an indecisive person. I'm one of those types that cannot choose easily on the menu. Now, I'm looking at the light meals menu. I don't really feel like ordering, but it's to kill some time. Ah, there's Eggs Benedict. French toast too, and the sandwich looks delicious. And then, I ended up seeing the forbidden sweets menu. There's an abundance of the cake variety. gateau chocolat, There are pudding and baked pastry sets available. ......I want to eat them. I love western pastries. I like j.a.panese pastries too, but I like western sweets more. Especially the cakes. I am confident that I can eat 5 whole cakes alone, I might be able to eat 6 even. Aah, I want to eat cakes. But I have to endure. I shall wait for Miku-sama while elegantly drinking my cafe au lait. I raised my hand and called the shopkeeper over. โ€œExcuse me, a cafe au lait, and a set of these baked confectioneries please.โ€ โ€œA cafe au lait and a set of baked confectioneries, is it? Understood, please wait a moment.โ€ The shopkeeper smiled sweetly after that and entered the back. What are you doing, me! Didn't you decide to only order the cafe au lait! What baked confectioneries are you asking for! Being unaware is scary, but if I had to ask in any case, I should have ordered a cake. What are you doing, me. When I opened a reflection conference by myself, the cafe au lait and the set of baked confectioneries were carried over. The set of baked confectioneries consisted of a variety of cookies, one bite sized madeleine, and a cupcakes set of some kind. It seems like the madeleine and cupcakes change daily. I opened my mouth and stuffed my cheeks with cookies. Delicious. I pa.s.sed a lonely tea time alone. Hasumi came about an hour after the appointed time elapsed. โ€œI'm sorry for being late.โ€ โ€œIt's fine. Hasumi-sama must have had his circ.u.mstances. I don't mind it one bit, truly, absolutely not.โ€ โ€œI don't.โ€ โ€œThat's why I said, it was bad of me......โ€ โ€œThatโ€™s why I'm saying that I don't mind.โ€ โ€œ............โ€ I turned my face the other way. In the end, I drank all the drinks on the menu because I was worried. Thanks to that my stomach was squelching. I'm glad I came with a one piece dress today. If I wore a skirt or trousers, my stomach would have been painfully bulging. โ€œBy the way, what happened to Miku-sama?โ€ โ€œAah, Miku couldnโ€™t come.โ€ โ€œeh......?โ€ Miku-sama couldn't come, he said.....? If so, then, for what reason have I come here? When my mind was blown away from the shock, Hasumi pulled my hand. โ€œCome on, let's go." โ€œEh?โ€ While I was absent minded, Hasumi seized my hand and made me stand up, like this we began to walk. Not understanding what was what, like that, Hasumi arbitrary settled the bill and in that state walked out. โ€œErr....the bill.....!โ€ โ€œYou donโ€™t have to worry about it. Think of it as my apology for making you wait.โ€ โ€œBut......โ€ โ€œAnyway, let's go.โ€ Hasumi hurriedly moved onwards. Hasumi and I move at different paces, so I had to run. After going on a way were many cars pa.s.sed, Hasumi stopped a taxi and boarded it. While I was hesitating he said, โ€˜Get in quickly,โ€™ and pulled my hand, I got on in a mess. After Hasumi told the driver the address, the taxi departed. โ€œEhm.....where are we going?โ€ โ€œMiku's home.โ€ โ€œMiku-sama's......?โ€ โ€œThere's an emergency......โ€ โ€œDon't tell me......something happened to Miku-sama?โ€ I had a bad feeling about it, I peered at Hasumi's face. Hasumi had a slightly tired expression. โ€œNo, nothing happened to Miku.โ€ โ€œThen the emergency......โ€ โ€œIt's about Subaru.โ€ โ€œSubaru suddenly came over and said...... โ€˜Let's go eat delicious sweets,โ€™ inviting Miku out.โ€ โ€œHaa......and then?โ€ โ€œMiku refused of course. Since she had an appointment with someone else, and like that Subaru said, โ€˜Then itโ€™s fine if that person to come eat sweets together with us.โ€™โ€ My eyes turned distant. I got it, more or less. In other words, the time Hasumi used to persuade the prince was the reason for his tardiness, and the prince is the cause for Miku-samaโ€™s absence. ......that b.a.s.t.a.r.d......! I thought of seriously hitting the prince. If possible, I would like to do it with the heels I am wearing right now.
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ๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ—ฉใใ‚‚ๅŠๆœˆใŒ้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใฎใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใฏใ“ใจใ”ใจใๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ ๆฒนๆ–ญใฏใงใใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ่ชฟๅญใงๅœฐ้“ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ็งใฏ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผใฎ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ไปถ่ˆžใฏ่ตทใ“ใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚็งใฏๅญฆ็ฟ’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฅณใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎไบ‹ไปถใฏใพใšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็งใฏใ‚ปใ‚ซใ‚ณใ‚คใฎไธป่ฆใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏๅ…จใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใจใฏๆ˜ฏ้žใŠๅ‹้”ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ไธป่ฆใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใฆใ€็งใจใ„ใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒ็Ž‹ๅญใฎ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้˜ฒใŽใŸใ„ใ€‚็งใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใŸใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใซใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ“ใจใ‹ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฎ่ฆชๅ‹ใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญใซๆฌกใ„ใงๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸใใชใ„็”ทใชใฎใซ! ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็งใฎไปคๅฌขใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ˜ใๅงฟใพใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ“ใจใซ้บๆ†พใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็งใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญ? ใพใใ€ๅฝผใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๆ‹ๆ„›ๆ–น้ขใฎๅฟƒ้…ใŒใชใ„ใฎใŒๆ•‘ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ปใ‚ซใ‚ณใ‚คใฎ่จญๅฎšใงใฏใ€ๅฝผใฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใซๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใŒ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๅฅฝใใชใฎใ‚‚็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใซใ€ใ“ใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใฏ่จฑๅซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎๅนธใ›ใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใ‚„ๆฟ€ๅŠฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใซใจใฃใฆใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ๅ…ฑๆ„Ÿใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ ใ€‚ ๅ‰ไธ–ใงใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใŠใพใˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉ่ฒฐใฃใกใ‚ƒใˆใ‚ˆ!ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใใ‚Œใฏๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใจใใฃใคใ„ใฆ่ฒฐใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ“ใพใงๅฝผใฎ่จญๅฎšใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใตใจๆ€ใ„ใคใใ€‚ ๅฝผใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆ่ฒฐใ†ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†? ้ ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸ้™ใ‚Šใ ใจใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏๆผซ็”ปใฎ่จญๅฎš้€šใ‚Šใ€ใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใŒๅฅฝใใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ๅพ…ใฆๅพ…ใฆๅพ…ใฆใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏ็Ž‹ๅญ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€็Ž‹ๅญใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใ€‚ๅฑ้™บๅคงใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซ็งใฏๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผใฎๆ€จใฟใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็งใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญ? ไปฅไธŠใฎๅˆคๆ–ญใ‹ใ‚‰่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใฏๅดไธ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€็งใฏใ“ใฎใพใพใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใซๅฐ‚ๅฟตใ—ใคใคใ€็Ž‹ๅญใจใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃ?ใ‚ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใผใƒผใฃใจใ—ใฆใŸใฟใŸใ„ใง......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œ้ ่ถณใฎ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใญใ€‚้ ่ถณ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงไธ€็ท’ใฎ็ญใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใ€ ใใ‚ƒใฃใใ‚ƒใฃใจ้ ่ถณใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ†ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏ็งใฎใŠๅ‹้”ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏ็ทจๅ…ฅ็ต„ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใซ็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€็งใ‚’ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใซ่ฟŽใˆใ„ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅคฉไฝฟ็ดšใซ่‰ฏใ„ๅญใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒๆ—บ็››ใงใŠใฃใจใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใจใฎใŠใ—ใ‚ƒในใ‚Šใฏๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ“ใ“ใŒ้‡่ฆใชใฎใ ใŒใ€็งใฎไปคๅฌขใ‚‰ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏใพใใ€ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ ใ‘ใง็œ‰ใ‚’้กฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงใฏใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่‰ฏใ„ๅญใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏใฟใ‚“ใช็Ž‹ๅญใจ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซๆ†งใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒผใƒใƒผใชใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ”ใจใซๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใฎ็งใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใŸใกใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ้›ฃ็‚นใจ่จ€ใˆใฐ้›ฃ็‚นใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงๆบ€่ถณใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ็งใŒ็ฉบๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ่ถณใฃใฆใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใฎใงใ—ใŸใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹......ๅš็‰ฉ้คจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใใ“ใฎๅš็‰ฉ้คจใฎ่ฟ‘ใใฎๆค็‰ฉๅœ’ใŒใจใฆใ‚‚็ด ๆ•ตใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๆฑๆขๆง˜ใจๅ‘จใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰......็ด ๆ•ตใ€ ใ‚ใƒผ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใใ‚“ใชใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๆฌกใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฏใ‚ณใƒฌใ‹ใ€‚ ๆผซ็”ปใ ใจๆค็‰ฉๅœ’ใงใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็Ž‹ๅญใจไผšใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใงใ‚‚ๆค็‰ฉๅœ’่กŒใใŸใ„ใชใ€‚ใงใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅญใจไผšใ†ใฎใฏ้ฟใ‘ใŸใ„ใ—......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๆค็‰ฉๅœ’่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ็งใฏใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒช็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใจไผšใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ„ใ„ใฎ็ง? ใงใ‚‚ๆค็‰ฉๅœ’่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆŠ˜่ง’ใฎใŠ่ช˜ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ๆ–ญใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅคฑ็คผใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใจใ€็งVS็งใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใŒ่„ณๅ†…ใง็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ๅ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏๆค็‰ฉๅœ’ใซ่กŒใใŸใ„็งใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ไปŠใพใงใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚“ใ–ใ‚“็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใฆใใŸใ—ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ใจๆฅฝๅคฉ็š„ใช็งใ‚‚ๅ›ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ•ใ€‚
Half a month has pa.s.sed after the entrance ceremony. With the flags in that period succeeding altogether. I still can't let my guard down, but I think it's good to steadily persist like this. I shouldnโ€™t get ahead of myself. I won't let the Hasumi incident happen a second time. I'm a girl who learns from my errors. That was an unpleasant incident. I totally have no intention of getting in touch with the main characters of Sekakoi. Iya, I would really like to become friends with the rival character, though. I want to avoid making my existence enter the prince's ears by being in contact with a main character. Although that's what I said. I came in contact with the prince's best friend. Even though I don't want to be in contact with the guy who ranked next to the prince! Moreover, he saw my unbecoming appearance of a young lady. Truly regretful. Iya, that was my bad though? Maa, it's a relief that I don't have to worry about love in his case. He is in love with the rival character in Sekakoi setting. However, even though he already knows that the rival character is in love with the prince and at that point of time he had a fiance; he wished for the rival characterโ€™s happiness. He helped her by giving advices and encouragements. Itโ€™s a character that I can really sympathize with. In my previous life, I would have already gave him the rival character! But even if I think so, that would be troublesome. Because I want the rival character to get on with the prince. I was recalling his setting when it struck me. How about getting him to cooperate with me? As it could be seen from afar, it seemed that Hasumi likes the Rival character as in the setting of the manga. Uhm, it may work. No, wait, wait, wait. Hasumi was the person closest to the prince. Having his cooperation means getting closer to the prince. Thatโ€™s dangerous. Really dangerous. Besides, I still havenโ€™t gotten over my resentment. Well, that was my fault, though? From the conclusion above, the Hasumi cooperating measure is rejected. For the time being, while I'll continue to pay attention to the flags, Iโ€™ll look at the situation of the prince and the rival character. โ€œRinksan?โ€ โ€œHuh? Ah, sorry. It seems like I was in a bit of a daze.....So, what was you were saying?โ€ โ€œWe were talking about the tripโ€ โ€œOh, so it was about that. The trip......โ€ โ€œI want the group to be formed with these membersโ€ โ€œRight, it looks like it would be funโ€ These girls who were going kya kyaa in discussing about the trip are my friends. They are angelic children that since my admission in the cla.s.s, straight out called out to me and let me enter their group. Chatting with girls full of enthusiasm and curiosity is fun. And the important thing here is that when my young miss act carelessly slips, well, I can say they don't knit their eyebrows in indignation. Nowadays, they'd just laugh it off with a โ€˜It's something Rinka would doโ€™. They are truly good children. However, they all admire the prince and Hasumi, with each of them following their idol and going to see them. And at those moments, I desperately erase my presence and tried to not enter his field of vision. To say itโ€™s a fault then it is, but they seem plenty satisfied with just looking at them, so itโ€™s not too much of a bother. I just need to become air. โ€œWhere are we going for the trip?โ€ โ€œCertainly.....I wonder if we arenโ€™t going to the museum?โ€ โ€œIn any case it seems like the botanical garden near the museum is very beautifulโ€ โ€œOh my, I'd love to go!โ€ โ€œIf Tojo-sama was in such a place......so dreamyโ€ .......there was an event such as that. Un, so the next event is that? In the manga I will inadvertently encounter the prince there, huh......but I want to go. Still, I want to avoid meeting him...... โ€œNe, Rinksan will come to the botanical garden too, right?โ€ โ€œYes, of courseโ€ I immediately replied with a sweet smile. Oi oi, you'll meet the prince you know? Is this okay Rinka? But I really want to go to the botanical garden. They even invited me, it would be rude to turn them down. So, the battle with me X me unfolded in my brain, however the one that won was the me who wanted to go to the garden in the end. Well, I've been severely avoiding the prince, โ€˜I should be fine, right?โ€™ whispered an optimistic me. Itโ€™s okay, I'll manage it somehow.
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็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซ็Ž‹ๅญใจ2ไบบใใ‚Šใง่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸ!? ใ€ŒใŠ่ฉฑใฎ้€”ไธญใงใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ˜ดใ ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆŠœใ‘้ง†ใ‘ใฏใ‚ˆใใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ็พŽๅ’ฒใฏใ€็ฅžๆฅฝๆœจใ•ใ‚“ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ๅ‹้”ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใญใ‡ใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใฎใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜ด?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆŠœใ‘้ง†ใ‘ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใจ้ ่ถณใ‚’ๅ›žใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?็งใ ใฃใฆใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใจไธ€็ท’ใซๅ›žใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ˜ดใ ใ‘ใšใ‚‹ใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ......ใ€ ็Ž‹ๅญใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใฏๅฏๆ†ใ ใชใ‚ใ€‚ ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใชใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ฟ‘ใใง่ฆณๅฏŸใงใใฆๅนธใ›ใ ใ€‚ ็งใŒๅคขใ†ใคใคใซ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใฏ็งใจ็Ž‹ๅญใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใซใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅ†…็ท’ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใงไธ€็ท’ใซๅ›žใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅฅ็ฅใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ€‚ใญใ€่‰ฏใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใˆใˆ......ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™......ใ€ ็งใฏๆทฑใ่€ƒใˆใšใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ ทใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใ€็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใงไธ€็ท’ใซๅ›žใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸ? ใˆ?็งใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฑช่ฏใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใซๆททใ˜ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใฎ? ใงใ‚‚ไปŠใ•ใ‚‰ๆ–ญใ‚Šใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ—......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใตใตใ€‚้ ่ถณใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใญใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใซใ“ใซใ“ใจ็ฌ‘ใ†็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ–ญใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใชใ‚“ใฆใ—ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ็งใ‚‚็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซใคใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใซใ“ใซใ“ใจใ—ใฆ้ ทใใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅญใจ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใจใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ ใซใ“ใซใ“็ฌ‘ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็งใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็Ž‹ๅญใฏๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ€้ ่ถณใฎๆ—ฅใงใ™ใ€‚ ็งใฏไปŠใ€ใƒใ‚นใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใคใคใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐดๆ—้คจใซๆ€ใ„ใ‚’้ฆณใ›ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ“ใง็–‘ๅ•ใŒใฒใจใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ๆง˜ใŒ้šฃใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‹ๅ•้กŒใงใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใŒ......่ชฐใ‹็งใจๅธญใ‚’......ใ€ ็งใฏๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใŒใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็งใฏๅญค็ซ‹็„กๆดใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซ้™ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅซŒใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅซŒใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็›ฎใŒๆใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็งใฎ่ขซๅฎณๅฆ„ๆƒณใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ๅธญๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ็งใฏ้ ญใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใฆใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใซ็€ใ„ใŸใ‚ใจใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ๆง˜ใ€ๅ…ˆใซใฉใ“ใ‚’ๅ›žใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซไฟบใฏใฉใ“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„ๆ–ฝ่จญใ‚’ๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„......ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ๆง˜ใ€‚่ช ใซๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใ“ใจใซใ€็งใ€ใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„ใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใง?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„ๆ–ฝ่จญไปฅๅค–ใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šๅ›žใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใชใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Œ......็พŽๅ’ฒใจๆ˜ดใŒ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŸใถใ‚“ใ€ๆ˜ดใฏใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„ๆ–ฝ่จญใซ่กŒใใŸใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€่ซฆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚็งใฏ3ไบบใŒไปฒ่‰ฏใใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ็งใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅญใฎๆŠผใ—ใซๅผฑใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็งใฏๅซŒใชใจใใฏใ€ใใกใ‚“ใจๅซŒใ ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใ€‚ ใชใฎใซใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ€็Ž‹ๅญใซใ ใ‘ใฏใƒŽใƒผใจ่จ€ใ„ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็งใฎๆบๅธฏใŒใƒ”ใƒญใƒชใƒณใจ้Ÿณใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ๆบๅธฏใ‚’้–‹ใใจใ€็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒกใƒผใƒซใŒๅฑŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใงๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใญใ€‚ ๅฅ็ฅใจไธ€็ท’ใซๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆใ€ ็งใฏใ€Žใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซใ‚‚ใƒกใƒผใƒซใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใŠใใ€‚ ็งใฏ่ฟ”ไฟกใ—็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ใจใ€็Ž‹ๅญใซ้ ่ถณใ‚’ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ›žใ‚ใ†ใจ่ช˜ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎใ‚ใจใ€็งใฏ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซใŠ่Œถใซ่ช˜ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใจใŠ่Œถใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚่ฉฑใŒๅผพใ‚€ใฎใซใ€ใใฎๆ—ฅใฏ้•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใพใšใ„ๆฒˆ้ป™ใŒ็งใŸใกใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใชใซใ‹่ฉฑใ•ใชใใ‚ƒใ€ใจ็งใฏ็„ฆใ‚‹ใŒใ€้ ญใŒไธŠๆ‰‹ใๅ›žใ‚‰ใšใ€ใชใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ”็ชใซ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใŒใฝใคใ‚Šใจ่ฉฑใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆ˜ดใจไผšใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใญ......ใ€ ใ€Žใฏใ„......็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žใชใœ่ฌใ‚‹ใฎ?ไผšใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅถ็„ถใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใชใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ็งใฏใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅ”‡ใ‚’ๅ™›ใ‚€ใ€‚ ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚็Ž‹ๅญใŒ็งใซๆ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰่ฌใฃใŸใ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ€‚ๆ˜ดใŒใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใซๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Ž็พŽๅ’ฒใ•ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€Žใ ใฃใฆๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅฅ็ฅใจ็งใฎใŠๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ˜ดใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใŸใฎใ€‚ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใซไผšใˆใฐใ€ๆ˜ดใฏๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใซๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Ž............ใ€ ็งใฏไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ€‚ ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„? 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I'm The Heroine, But I Want To Hand That Role Over That time of year had already arrived: it's time for the trip. This yearโ€™s outing ranked-up from last yearsโ€™......maybe? I don't really understand; but, this yearโ€™s outing was to the aquarium. Because, at the aquarium, there's also a small amus.e.m.e.nt park and sportsโ€™ facility, everyone was already fidgeting with excitement. This year, we don't need to go with only our group, and it's fine to take action alone if you had a destination, and at the moment I was getting excited with my friends on where to go, I was called. What is it, I am busy talking about the trip right now. The person that called me was the prince. ......un, aren't you active, prince. Haha. Mentally, a dry smile was on my lips. Since we met, the things the prince talked to me about increased. In proportion to that, the times I moved together with Hasumi became many. Somehow, recently, my back started to hurt; because it's being pierced by the surrounding eyes. "Kaguragi-san, shall we go together at this year's outing?" Those were the words I expected, but why didn't I think of a reply to give? Well, I guess that rejecting normally would be good, I wonder if he'll give up though. "I'm afraid that I'd make Tojo-sama's fans jealous." I tried to refuse in an indirect way, how about this? 'You're right, then......' and so he'd give up. "It's fine even if we don't spend time together all day. It's okay if it's about to minutes, you know? Is it still no good?" So, so sticky. U-n, it's gotten difficult rejecting him..... No, if I don't clearly refuse him now! When I was about to refuse, a dignified voice resounded. That surprised me. I thought that the voice in my heart leaked out. "Miku......" "Eh?" "Gokigen'yo, Rinksan, Subaru." When I turned around, I saw Miku-sama smiling. Eh? Miku-sama? Miku-sama saw me talking alone with the prince!? "I'm sorry for interrupting in the middle of your conversation. But, it's no good Subaru. Stealing a march on someone." "Were you acquaintanced with Kaguragi-san, Miku?" "We aren't acquaintances, but friends. Right, Rinksan?" "Y-yes!" "Fufu. So things are like this. Do you understand now, Subaru?" "Ah, yeah......but, stealing a march?" "You wanted to go around with Rinksan on the trip, right? I too want to go with her. Subaru being the only one is unfair." "Such a thing......" The prince smiled bitterly. Miku-sama is lovely while talking to the prince. So cute. I'm happy I can observe her do this up close. I listened to the conversation while half dreaming; facing me and the prince, Miku-sama smiled. It's a secret that her smile made my heart beat. "That's why, let's go around on the trip together, okay? Of course, we'll call Sousuke too. How about it, Rinksan?" ".......yes......of course......." I nodded without thinking deeply into it. After I nodded I was taken aback. Just now, did Miku-sama say, โ€˜let's go around all together?โ€™ Huh? Is it fine if I join the splendor members? But, it's difficult to refuse this time..... "Ufufu. I'm looking forward to the trip, Rinksan." Seeing the happy smile on Miku-sama, my will to refuse disappeared. Influenced by Miku-sama, I also smiled happily and nodded. I don't care about the prince nor Hasumi, but I am happy to be able to boldly pa.s.s time with Miku-sama. Looking at as laughing delightfully, the prince had a troubled expression floating on his face. The day of the trip finally came. Right now, I am on the bus. While enjoying the view, my thoughts ran on our destination the aquarium. However, here a question arose. "Why is Hasumi-sama sat next to me?" "Do you have a problem with it?" "I don't think there's a problem, but......is there someone that wants to change seats......?" When I looked around, everyone simultaneously looked away from me. It looks like I fell into a helpless, isolated situation. Since when? "......do you dislike it?" "More than disliking it......the surroundings eyes are scary, I say....." "No one is looking." "......is that so?" So, the gazes I felt before was just me being paranoid? Well, whatever. No one seemed to want to change seats with me. I wrapped my mind, I should be thinking about what to do after we arrived at our destination. "Hasumi-sama, where should we go first?" "I'm fine with any place, but how about going to the sportsโ€™ facility first?" "Sports......mh. Meh, Hasumi-sama. It's really regrettable; but, I am no good at sports. "Heh. Is that so?" "That's why, I want to go around anywhere besides the sportsโ€™ facility." "........If Miku and Subaru are okay with it, I don't really mind. But, I think that Subaru will say that he wants to go." Un, let's give up. I shall just observe the three of them getting along at the sportsโ€™ facility. Let's do so. In either case, I am weak against the prince's pressure. When I find something unpleasant, I am the type to clearly say so. Even so, why do I find it difficult to say, 'No,' to the prince? I wonder why? From my mobile phone a *pirorin* sound rang. When I opened my phone, an email from Miku-sama arrived. ใ€ŽLet's meet at the gate. Wait together with Sousuke.ใ€ I replied with ใ€ŽUnderstood.ใ€, and reported the contents of the email to Hasumi. After replying, I recalled the day the prince invited me to go around with him on the trip. After that, I was invited for some tea by Miku-sama. Usually, the conversations between us would spring up immediately when we had tea together, but that day was different. We were wrapped in unpleasant silence. Inpatient, I thought that I must say something; however, my head wasn't functioning well and I couldn't think about anything. And then, Miku-sama suddenly sighed and began to talk. ใ€ŽRinksan, you ended up meeting Subaru, didnโ€™t you......ใ€ ใ€ŽYes......I'm truly sorryใ€ ใ€ŽWhy are you apologising? You ended up meeting Subaru accidentally, right?ใ€ ใ€ŽIt's true, but......ใ€ I didn't know what to say, and bit my lips. I can't tell her. I can't tell Miku-sama something like, โ€˜the prince has fallen in love with me,โ€™ that's why I am apologising. ใ€ŽSomehow.......I knew that things would turn out like this. That Subaru would be attracted to Rinksan.ใ€ ใ€ŽMiku-san......ใ€ ใ€ŽI mean, both Sousuke and I really like Rinksan. So, I knew that it was impossible for Subaru to not like you too. If Subaru were to meet Rinksan, he would feel attracted.....ใ€ ใ€Ž............ใ€ I looked down. What, what should I say to Miku-sama? I'm sorry? That's wrong. That's not something I should say. ใ€Ž......I, won't lose.ใ€ I raised my face toward Miku-sama strong words. Miku-sama stared straight at me. ใ€ŽI won't give up. Because I like Subaru, I cannot give up. Subaru still has unrequited love. I have no reason to give up, right? So look at me, Rinksan; I'll definitely show you how I'll make Subaru turn to look at me.ใ€ Miku-sama said that with a bold smile. She's so cool. She definitely had complex feelings towards me; but, she didn't give up. I felt admiration for Miku-sama at that. ใ€ŽMiku-sama..... Yes, I'll look at you. As you'll do your best.ใ€ ใ€ŽThank you. ......hey, Rinksan. If......if, Rinksan were to fall in love with Subaru....... don't hide it and tell me, okay? I might not be able to do it immediately; but, I will definitely support you. I'll say, congratulations to you. Because, I really like Rinksan. That's why, I want to congratulate you if youโ€™re happy.......ใ€ Miku-sama's eyes blurred. At Miku-sama's words, my eyes blurred too. .......I'm so happy. To think that she was having such thoughts. Even though she is the one that is having it tough, she still cares about me. Miku-sama's kindness makes me feel painfully happy. ใ€ŽMiku-san.....I understand. If I were to find someone I like, the first person I'll tell it to will be Miku-san. Whoever that person is. ใ€ ใ€ŽYes.ใ€ ใ€Ž Miku-san, I too really like Miku-san. That's why, when Miku-san's wish comes true, I'll celebrate it grandly with you ใ€ ใ€Ž .......fufu. Thank you.ใ€ While our eyes were full of tears, we laughed. Miku-sama is a strong person. I want to become strong like Miku-sama.
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่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซ้ญ้‡ใ—ใŸๆฌกใฎๆ—ฅใ€็งใฏๅคงไบบใ—ใๅฎถใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ‡บๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚„่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใซ้ญ้‡ใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ ๆผซ็”ปใงใฏๅ‡›่ŠฑใŒไผ‘ๆ—ฅใซๅ‡บๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆ็Ž‹ๅญใซ้ญ้‡ใ™ใ‚‹่ฉฑใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ๅ‡›่ŠฑใจๅผŸใŒ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใซๅ‡บๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹่ฉฑใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ“ใง็Ž‹ๅญใจใฏ้ญ้‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฑ•้–‹ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹?็งใŒ้ฟใ‘็ถšใ‘ใŸๆˆๆžœใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใชใ„......ใ€ ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใพใ ๅ‡บไผšใฃใฆใชใ„ๆ™‚็‚นใงๆผซ็”ปใจใฏใ‚บใƒฌใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ„ใ†้ขจใชๅฑ•้–‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใจใซใ‹ใ็งใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘้ฟใ‘็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ไปŠ้€ฑใฎๆŽˆๆฅญใฎๅพฉ็ฟ’ใจๆฅ้€ฑใฎไบˆ็ฟ’ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ็งใฏใใกใ‚“ใจไบˆ็ฟ’ๅพฉ็ฟ’ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใ ใ€‚็œŸ้ข็›ฎใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ็งใฏๆœบใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใƒŽใƒผใƒˆใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆœˆๆ›œๆ—ฅใฏๆ†‚้ฌฑใ ใ€‚ ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎไผ‘ใฟใฎๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒใพใ ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœˆๆ›œๆ—ฅใฎๆœใฏ็‰นใซๆ†‚้ฌฑใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ็งใฏใ‹ใคใฆใชใ„็จ‹ใซๆ†‚้ฌฑใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅญฆๆ กใ‚ตใƒœใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซๆ†‚้ฌฑใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ—ใ‹ใ—็งใฏ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใชใฎใงๅญฆๆ กใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒœใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็œŸ้ข็›ฎใŒๆ†Žใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœ็งใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆ†‚้ฌฑใชใฎใ‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใจไผš่ญฐใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎ็™พ่ฒจๅบ—ใงใฎ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใจใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใจๆ†‚้ฌฑใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใใฎๆœฌไบบใจไผš่ญฐใ‚’ใ—ใชใใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅญฆๆ กใ‚‚ใ‚ตใƒœใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฏใ‚ใ€ใจใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใชใŒใ‚‰็™ปๆ กใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใฆๆ•™ๅฎคใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœ€ไธญใซใ€ๅ‘จใ‚ŠใŒใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ—ใ ใ—ใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใช็ช“ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ็งใฏใŠๅ‹้”ใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹่žใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใชใ•ใฃใŸใฎ?ใฟใ‚“ใชใ—ใฆ็ช“ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ๅ‡›่Šฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ๆฑๆขๆง˜ใŒ็™ปๆ กใชใ•ใฃใฆ......ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซ็™ปๆ กใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ๆฑๆขๆง˜ใจ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใŒ?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใจ!?ใฉใ“ใ ใใฎ็ด ๆ•ตใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ!? ็งใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใคใ€ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ็ช“ใ‚’่ฆ—ใใ€‚ ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ็Ž‹ๅญใจ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ไธฆใ‚“ใงๆ ก่ˆŽใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ตตใซๆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŠไผผๅˆใ„ใชไบŒไบบใซ็งใฏใ†ใฃใจใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€็ด ๆ•ตใ€‚ไบŒไบบใŒ็ด ๆ•ตใ™ใŽใฆๆ†‚้ฌฑใŒใฉใฃใ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็งใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใงใ€Œ็ด ๆ•ตใ€ใ€ŒใŠไผผๅˆใ„ใฎไบŒไบบใ ใ‚ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆ็งใ‚คใƒใ‚ชใ‚ทใฎไบŒไบบใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ! ไบŒไบบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆๆบ€่ถณใ—ใŸ็งใŒไบŒไบบใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๅ…ˆใซใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„่กจๆƒ…ใงไบŒไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎ็žณใฏ่ค‡้›‘ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒๆบใ‚Œๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็งใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅˆ‡ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏไบŒไบบใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ็ทšใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€็งใซๆฐ—ใฅใใ“ใจใชใ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆ็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ ใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใฎใ“ใจใŒๅฅฝใใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใฏ็Ž‹ๅญใŒๅฅฝใใงใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆƒณใฃใฆ่บซใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใฆ่‹ฆใ—ใใฆใ€‚ ่ชฐใซใ‚‚็›ธ่ซ‡ใงใใšใซๅฝผใฏ่‹ฆใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่พ›ใ„ใฎใซใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่กจใซๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ็งใซใจใฃใฆใฏใŸใ ใฎ้ฌผ็•œ่…น้ป’ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ ใŒใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅ„ชใ—ใ„ไบบใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆƒณใ„ใ‚’็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใŸใฎใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏ็พŽๅ’ฒๆง˜ใซใจใฃใฆ่ฒ ๆ‹…ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€็Ž‹ๅญใซ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซ่“‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏใ€ๅผทใ„ไบบใ ใ€‚ ็งใฏๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆ้ƒจๅค–่€…ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ๅฝผใฎๅฟƒใ‚’่ปฝใใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ชฐใซใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚‚ใชใ„็งใซใชใ‚‰่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒช่จ€ใฃใฆ็งใฏๅฝผใŒ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใ ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅซŒใ„ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎๅŠ›ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใชใซใ‚‚ๅŠ›ใซใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€่ฉฑใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‹ฆใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๆ•‘ใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ใฎในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏไบบใจใ—ใฆๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ“ใจใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใŒใ‚ใฃใŸๆŒ‡ๅฎšใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ็งใฏๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆบๅธฏใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ€ใฒใจใคใฒใจใค็›ฎๅฐใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใคใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใชๅ–ซ่Œถๅบ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ด ๆœดใงใปใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†…่ฃ…ใ€‚ ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒใŠ้‡‘ๆŒใกใฎใŠๅŠใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚็งใฏๅฅฝใใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๅ„ชใ—ใใ†ใชใŠใ˜ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŸใถใ‚“ใ€ๅบ—ไธปใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใŠใ˜ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใซใฃใ“ใ‚Š็ฌ‘ใ†ใจใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใ€ใจๅธญใธๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็•ชๅฅฅใฎๅธญใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅธญใฏใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใซใใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใซใ‚ใฃใฆๅฐšไธ”ใคใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅ…ฅใ‚ŠๅฃใŒใฐใฃใกใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใซๅธญใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบบใซ็งใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใ€ไปคๅฌขใ‚‰ใ—ใๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใใ’ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€่“ฎ่ฆ‹ๆง˜ใ€‚ใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใซๅพ…ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€ ่“ฎ่ฆ‹ใฏ็›ฎใงๅบงใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใจ็งใซๆŒ‡็คบใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใฏใใ‚Œใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใซๅบงใฃใŸใ€‚ ็งใฏๅฝผใฎๅŠ›ใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?
The day after I met with Hasumi, I decided to obediently stay at home. I don't want to encounter the prince nor Hasumi again by imprudently going out. But, it's strange. I'm sure there wasnโ€™t a story where Rinka encountered the prince on her holiday in the manga. There was a story about Rinka and her little brother going out shopping, but they didnโ€™t come across the prince. Is the development of the story changing? Is it the result of me continuing to avoid him? โ€œU-n......I don't understand......โ€ I won't know even if I think about it. When the prince, the hero, and I, the heroine, hadn't met yet at this point, there is a gap in the manga. So, I don't know how it will develop but, in any case I just have to continue avoiding him. For the time being, let's review this week lessons and prepare for the next. I'm someone that seriously reviews lessons. Because I'm diligent. I faced the desk, and opened my notebook. Monday is a depressing day. You still have the feeling of holiday from the day before, so a Monday's morning is particularly depressing. And I am depressed in a way I was never before. Depressed, โ€˜Shall I skip school?โ€™ I seriously considered. But I wasnโ€™t able to skip because I am diligent. I hate seriousness. Why am I this depressed? The reason is that today is the day I'll have a meeting with Hasumi. I become depressed by just recalling the conversation that unfolded the other day at the department store, and now I have to meet the person in question. This makes me want to skip school. Haa, while sighing I arrived at school. When I descended from the car and was in the midst of heading towards my cla.s.sroom, the surroundings become noisy, with everyone peeking over the windows. I wonder what's wrong. Singling out a friend, I asked what was wrong. โ€œGood morning. What's happening? Everyone is looking at the window.โ€ โ€œAh, good morning, Rinksan. Right now Tojo-sama came to school.....that, well, that isnโ€™t different from usual but, today he came together with Miku-sama.โ€ โ€œMy, Tojo-sama came with Miku-sama?โ€ What!? Whereโ€™s the place that this event occurred!? While pinning down the excitement I was feeling inside, I casually peeped over the window. Just when I looked, the prince and Miku-sama were entering side by side the school building together. I was enthralled by their well matched figures that looked to be from a picture. Aah, fantastic. They are so fantastic that my depression went off somewhere. And it look like it wasn't so just for me, as I could hear โ€˜so dreamyโ€™ and โ€˜they match each other so wellโ€™ here and there. That's right, that's right. I mean, they are the two I highly recommend you know! Satisfied from looking at those two's situation, I turned my eyes from them and going ahead I saw Hasumi. Hasumi was looking at the two with his usual unchanging expression. However, those eyes appeared to be shaking with complex emotions, and I somehow felt suffocating. Hasumi diverted his eyes from them, and without noticing me turned his back and walked away. Right, Hasumi likes Miku-sama. But Miku-sama likes the prince. For their sakes he pulled back, however as he also couldnโ€™t give up, he suffered. Without being able to consult with anyone, he was suffering. Even though itโ€™s tough, he can't show it on the surface. For me he is only a f.u.c.king black bellied b.a.s.t.a.r.d but, Hasumi is fundamentally a kind person. Although he could tell Miku-sama about his feelings, but thinking that his feelings would only be a burden, and didn't want to trouble the prince, he put a lid on his feelings. Hasumi, is a strong person. For him I am an outsider. For this reason, I might be able to lighten his heart. The thing he couldn't tell anyone, he might be able to say it to someone without any relation, like me. Honestly speaking, I'm not good at dealing with him, but I don't hate him. Let's give him some support. I might not be able to help him with anything, however, I can at least lend him a ear. If you see a person suffering you should help him out. As a person, it's a matter of course, I think. I headed to the designated place Hasumi told me. Tightly gripping my cell phone, I checking signs one by one. And I finally found a small tea house. I felt relieved at the simple interior design. I can't see it as a place a rich young master would come to. I like it though. โ€œWelcome.โ€ The person that came to greet me was a gentle-looking oji-san. Probably, the shopkeeper. When the oji-san saw me, smiling he said โ€˜This way, pleaseโ€™ and guided me to my seat. I was guided to the seats in the innermost part. The seat was hard to see from the entrance, while here you could see the entrance perfectly. I smiled at the person that was sat before me, and did a greeting befitting of a young lady. โ€œGokigen'yo, Hasumi-sama. Have I kept you waiting?โ€ โ€œNo. I havenโ€™t waited much.โ€ Hasumi instructed me to sit with his eyes. I obeyed and sat facing him. I wonder if I can be of any help to him?