Although Funao is inspired by the ideals of Masao Horse, he rarely speaks recently because he is not close to the members of Snowflake Society.
When I first entered the Snowflake Society, I was speaking, but as a result, the rest of the members were smoked.Because the contents of the boat student's remarks were rough and, moreover, naive.
"This guy is always stupid.I can't talk to the monkeys who can't keep up with my level. "
While watching the Snowflake Society chat, the boatman flips over to his chair and bites gum.
Nowadays, sailors live in hotels.All the living expenses are paid by Masao Horse.
"For example, if only we were in the world, I'm sure the world would be peaceful.This is proof. If only the good and the pure and pure were in the world, the world would be stable and prove to be a good world.Don't you think? Of course, losing the diversity of the world is not a good thing, and the fewer people, the less creativity and lack of culture and technology.But, but, you know, this world is corrupt, and I think adults are ugly, and existence itself is God's failure.That's why we create a paradise without adults. "
Bosun repeatedly reviews the text of the leader, Masao Horse, written on the front page of the Snowflake Society membership site.I get excited every time I read it.I certainly hope that this objective will be achieved.I seriously wonder if I can do it with a political horse.
He is a sailor who is unattended and overlooks others, but is only intoxicated by the horse.I am proud to be the leader of the organization to which I belong for the existence of five more junior political horses who are still elementary school students.
But above all, I like the horse because only the horse understands me.Of course, I am grateful that you are taking care of me.
"Horse, how do you purify the world?"
After confirming that there is a political horse in the chat room, I will write about it for the first time in a long time.
Writing to other members stops.This is not because the boatman of the hated wrote it.Because the questions that are of interest to everyone were thrown in a straight ball.I am worried about the answer of the political horse.
Um, I haven't decided anything yet.I haven't thought of anything yet.I haven't got any plans yet, and it's too early for the snowflake society.But, it's vague, but I can see the vision.We need everyone's help.We need more comrades.We also need to guide our destiny.We need something caused by the great convergence of edges.Let's get ready for the right time.It's going to take a while.
Masanoma writes a long sentence.Masanoma is always a long story.I don't know if the text is just the same as the verbal conversation, but if it's a reliable word, the boatman is excited.
(All you have to do is make this crap a mess.I'd like to do it today if I could.I want to smash it. I want to kill all the stupid debris in the world.)
After overlapping the expectations of the magnificent purpose of the horse and the destructive impulse that boils in him every day, the sailor was immersed in joy alone.
Yuuki and Suzuo stayed in Kijima's village for two days and returned home on the third day.
At Kijima, I had the courage to hear the roots from my predecessor, the healing great demon, but at the moment, there is no significant change in my mood.
And the day after returning home, Yuuki, as usual, just played games in the shrine's shrine to crush time, and Suzuo practiced witchcraft outside.
"This shrine is a small shrine, but there are people who compete quite a bit."
The bell rings as you finish your training and take out the contents of the coin box.
"Thanks to this, we can eat, but I asked my grandfather who comes to worship regularly.This is a shrine where Doppelgangers come out, but fox monsters come out and attract a lot of outsiders.Looks like there's a nuance to calm him down.They also say that if you put money in here, you have a pretty good chance of making a profit. "
"Aren't you coming to manage the shrine?"
I've been wondering until now, but I'm somehow afraid to ask, so I'll ask what I didn't hear.
"I'm here. I let the demons out and they told me to stay here."
"I see... that's right..."
When I heard the courageous answer, I was very convinced by the bell tone, but I still thought it was a question I didn't have to ask.
Someone's coming.
The sound of a bell that is sensitive to the signs, in addition to good intuition, quietly tells.
"Hey, Courage."
I visited a smiling horse.
"The game of courage and my destiny has been decided."
The smile of courage froze into the words of the horse.
"I love sumo wrestling.It feels good to put on the top gear from the beginning and compete in a short time.And it's not just a sumo.Tsuji-sumo. "
Tsujizumo?
"Do you know what a Tsujitsu is? The samurai slashes and kills passers-by indiscriminately.Tsuji sumo is the sumo version.The rules are simple. Within the time limit, it's better for anyone to give more winning stars by making allowances and gradual sumo wrestling.How about it? How about it? Isn't it interesting? "
"Absolutely not. I don't want to play that crazy game.I'm not crazy enough to be able to do that to a stranger, and if you can't resist it, there's a correction coming from there. "
I looked at the horse with courage in my eyes.
"A head correction is a good idea.Interesting. Oh, can I do it? [M]Well, yeah, I don't think so.I want to remain who I am. [M]Besides, you told me to do whatever I wanted before, and you're withdrawing that word? "
"If it's insane, I'll say no.Stupid or you're an idiot. "
I threw up courage at the political horse asking with a smile.
I just checked it out, but it looks like Tsuji Sumo was real.
"Really?"
When the bell rings, the horse sounds surprised.
"It's not like Masao says, it's about sumo wrestling between ordinary people."
"If I thought it was my original word, was it different? [M] Unfortunately...."
"Do you claim the original by adding Tsuji and Sumo?"
Courage plunged into the dropping horse.
"I can't help it. Then the second idea...."
"Someone's coming again. Not good this time."
While the horse was talking, the ringtone pinched his mouth with a sharp voice.
A few seconds later, an explosion sounded outside.
"There are three of them. And there's Mr. Manji."
Only the eyes of the demon were taken out of the temple, and the courage of seeing the situation from the perspective of the demon was reported.
Courage goes outside the temple while being alert to sudden attacks.
"Hey, you want to destroy the shrine?"
Courage speaks to Mr. Manji.The shrine's approach is greatly curved.
On both sides of Mr. Manji stood a man dressed in suspicion.
One wrapped his body in silver protective clothing, covered his head with a silver mask, carried a giant silver can on his back, held a giant kettle in his hand, and connected by a can and a hose on his back.
One is a man wearing a mask of the type worn by a professional wrestler, who is extremely thin and thin.But dress like a wrestler and dress like a black pant.However, roses appeared on the brown skin and the muscles were not attached.
"Hey, chimies. Oh, you want to add some friends?"
Mister Manji smiles a little when he sees courage, bells and horses.
"We're here to make Chimi a mouse.I mean, the test bench. That's why I brought Thunder Cedar and Lucha swine bugs with me. "
Cyder!
Immediately after Mr. Manji introduced, the man in silver protective clothing, Thunder Cedar, screamed and sprinkled a large amount of liquid from the pot he had.There is sound and smoke coming from the wound area.
Sounds like acid.
The horse murmured with a voice and face without a sense of crisis.