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B Mon 4 17: 01

Not only in the morning, but until evening, Jinsai was summoned to Emilio Kasahara.

"What happened to the other two?

Surprised that only Jingsai had come, Kasahara asks.

"Anna had some errands, and Sa Chest rarely seemed to get along with other believers. Awkward monks and lords are welcome."

"It's not good. There are three enemies. There's been a reaction from three hardened Arlaunes."

"Hmm. I don't even bother coming at a disadvantaged number of people. Cuckoo."

"There's only one guy who's particularly strong enough to move right away. Ask him to come."

Kasahara made a phone call as she became frustrated with Jingsai, who laughed swallowingly.

"But the fact that the three hosts of Al-Rawneh have been consolidated means that the enemy is gradually gathering and joining forces."

"Oh, it's going to get tough in the future. So we need to increase the number of this one and work together. I think it's easier for your denomination to increase the number of transplant seekers, but there's only one person left."

"It's easy for me to say. To solicit from Arlaune, Arlaune has to like him. It fits or the awkward monk is watching closely. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Kasahara stopped clinging to the matter any further, as Kasahara's uncommonly grumpy voice sounded.

B Mon 4 15: 27

Laimen and Kehiko went to pick up the tabestry they had in the other room, Yaiko said.

"Grandma, why do you like tapestries? I wonder what kind of charm you find in tapestries."

"Well, it's only a hobby..."

"Strange for a hobby. It's not normal to be attracted to that guy's tapestry."

A dream opens up as I say it.

(That's next door, not that room...)

That's what Kehiko thought, but it was too late.

When I opened it, it was a room with a picture on one side of the wall. The majority of paintings are people's faces. There is also some overall picture.

And in the center, there's a little face sa-breast. Looks like he was painting on the table.

"I didn't know you'd come into my room on your own..."

Sa Chest surprise turns to anger.

"Awesome...... lots of pictures. They're all good..."

My heart, my dream to look over at the inspired and stretched paintings as a gift.

"Get out!

You know, the voices are ridiculous, but...

"Tired."

"Yeah, that's a tiring painting. There are many. Uncle, do you know Tired?

Inside the pencil reality painting stretched out on the wall, there are many faces stretched out of people who know Kazuhiko and Kazuhiko. Some are just painted on the face, while others are painted in their usual hoodies.

"What?"

They give me the name of tiredness, and I can take the risk out of my chest face.

"Are you guys tired and acquainted..."

"Yeah, I'm one of them who goes to an institution called the Dark Sabbath."

To be honest, in his dreams, Kehiko goes into his heart wondering if he can say it.

"Well... that's not the point."

Sa Chest smiles and suddenly softens her attitude. I've never seen him laugh before.

"Tired is a drawing buddy. I haven't seen him at all lately. How you doing?

I'm not just curious about the social decree, I'm curious about the recent situation.

"Yeah, I think he's pretty good"

And, Kehiko.

"Right. That kid... he was a terrible pull when he found out, but he's changed in a good direction in the last few years"

Sa Chest didn't know the reason for the change.

"Uncle, I can't believe you can draw so much like that without looking..."

I see paintings decorated in my room and my dreams roar. There was also a picture of Jinjingsai and Yayoko one at a time. It looks like there aren't any paintings of other churchmen yet.

"It's harder to understand a human being who can't draw without looking at it."

The most common figure in the stretched painting was a woman in a suit wearing sunglasses.

"This guy looks great"

A dream comes pointing to a painting and says.

"She's a good woman. She was a good woman. I'm not in the world anymore."

"Lover?"

"Here, come to dream"

Kehiko cautions against the dream of not hesitating to ask questions.

"No way. One thought. A good woman like me would treat an ugly man like me."

Plus the chimpy flair at the bottom - and this goes on without speaking up.

"That's not true. If you're a really good woman, you don't decide what a man looks like. A woman who decides a man because she looks and is a nostalgia is not a good woman. That's the truth."

"He's a brat with a windy mouth I know..."

Natural and mouth-breathing sa-breasts for a powerful and utterly coming-of-a-dream.

"I also want you to paint a picture of me and Brother Kehiko. I wonder if I could paint a picture of all the believers and stick it in the house."

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"I refuse to do that. My paintings... they're not for people to see. It's just self-satisfaction."

When he hears the request to come to his dreams, Sa Chest frowns reluctantly.

"There is no such thing. Even though it's a talent for it, the treasure is rotten."

"Whatever you say, I say no. I don't like bad things."

It was a dreaming dream to eat down, but Sa Chest does not try to shake his neck vertically.

"I'm sure I'll change my mind"

"How do you know that?"

"Because I spoke up. So my uncle's dullness fell off. Once the dust is wrapped around you, all you have to do is move."

"It's a weird word. I think you and Yayoko are getting along."

He was in a pretty good mood inside to Kazuhiko, a comedian who spoke to himself without fear.

(Heh heh, I didn't know those sad breasts would open my heart, yep. Do you want me to leave you alone?)

And Jingsai, who had heard about the conversation between the three of them from the way in the vicinity of the room, thought so, and walked away without saying anything, although he had come to tell them that a request had been made to leave.

B Mon 4 17: 35

Emilio Kasahara, Jinsai, and three boys named Tsuki, who called on their helpers, go into the woods.

Chi is the youngest of these, eighteen-year-old boys. Kasahara and I are not very close, so these two rarely fight together, but this time, for convenience, we had to be together.

Three people going into the woods, in the north of the excellent town of Anle City. Already the reaction of Arlaune's host is sensed.

"Sure, the three of us. Will there be three one-on-one?"

Said Jin-sai.

"We talked about targeting one in pairs, but not with all the guys who can't move right away. Make it a priority."

Hit the complaining toward Tsukaka Jinsai.

"That's not how it works."

"This one has more Arlaune in the tunnel, but your place doesn't increase inside..."

"Well, don't rush it. Just in a hurry, you'll get nothing for an awkward monk or your lord."

Kasahara and I were told the same thing, but now it was a gradual Jingsai who responded with a smile and a smile.

"We're in a position with a rope around our necks. Doing it right..."

Kasahara says.

"Are you scared? Awkward monks think they can talk to each other, and they can be freaked out."

"I don't understand that I'm not afraid. Those guys... they're obviously not human."

There is fear in Kasahara's voice.

"Me and Kasahara have always wanted to meet someone who's not that person, but now what..."

Kasahara stares at the curse.

"Not human...... or"

Jingsai lurks his voice suddenly.

He's right around the corner.

Feeling the signs of those parasitized by the same Arlaune, Jingsai tells.

They have dozens of times more sensing power than normal Alurane hosts, so they can discover hosts farther away first.

Eventually they found it nestled in the woods.

They don't know if they're aware of this one. I'm not responding, but I might be noticing.

"Cuckoo, that's what you can't call a human being."

"Is that... No, is that it... The reaction comes from that monster..."

"Are you sure you're Arlaune's host? Such a monster..."

Seeing its giant nestled among the trees, Kasahara and Tsuki breathe. Besides, when you look like that, it's the monster itself. At least he doesn't look human.

"Looks like they're hosting three Arlaunes."

That's what Jinsai says and sets up the scepter. Indeed, Arlaune's reaction is felt three times at the same time from the monster in front of him.

"Hmm, finally here..."

The alien rocks the giant, turns to the three of them, and gives them a happy voice.

It glows red in the sunset, but the color of the skin all over the body is opal green. Thin branches stretch from all over the body, and the body is formed of multiple body joints, like arthropods, but without legs. Likewise, the thick arm of the plural ganglia is extended, the tip of the right arm is sword-shaped, and the tip of the left arm is like the shell of a gatoring gun. The head is ugly and distorted, the mouth remains open, no lips, and the shape of the mouth itself is severely distorted, spreading amoebically in the lower half of the face. From the head, instead of the hair, the thick, stuffed thing was stretched backwards.

It was a completely changed Hongmori Evening Moon, which was persistently followed by modifications over many days.

Cords are stretched from all over the body and machines are placed on both sides. The infusions lined up innumerably and the tubes were stung all over the body of the sunset moon.

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you. Finally, this is what I want."

"Lord, who is it?

"Who...? You just have to think of me as a monster. My hope is to fight. To die in the midst of battle. You guys are movie heroes, and you're the ones who exorcise monsters. And I'm a monster."

Evening moon where you pay both arms to rip the cord and tube away, infusion and destroy the machine.

"Kick-ass! It can't be a glimmer. I need you to sit down!

Jinsai laughs with pleasure.

"The best mouse fight I've ever spent the most days tweaking and putting the most love and effort into making, I need to see it through. Anyway, True is what you gave me... uhhhhhh..."

Junko sneaks her face out of the shade of the tree, looks at the sunset moon, and squeaks with an inadvertent look.

"After days of critical treatment of dying or living, I also challenged my limitations as a mad scientist. The material is super premium, and if I let it die, it would be ruined, and it was a streak of tension. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Oops... I almost forgot to shoot excitedly"

While talking alone, take out the camera and set it up.

"If the life-support device comes off, you can die in as long as you want. I think it would be shorter if it was too clear, but, well, you know, you're gonna be fine."

He was a pure child who smiled and said ruthless things.

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