I want to protect you in this hand.

I'm Ares, 18, swordsman. Tulle is Esther, Stan. Magicians and swordsmen as walls. Class B, threesome party.

At that time, I was swinging by the magician Onna, who was partying, and eventually the members were pulled out and rotten alone. I was diving into the dungeon as soon as I arrived, trying to start over in Merrill, and I took off the inn. Merrill is hard to pick up the inn. Nojuku in the winter...

If I thought so, Gilmouth asked me for a pair of four.

"When we were kids again, I was scared."

Well, he didn't look wealthy... but he was the prettiest kids I'd ever seen.

I thought they took him to an abandoned house, and he said it was an old church.

Once inside,

"Yes, that bath, you're surprised. There is no room where you can use plenty of hot water. And, soap, what? I'm amazed at how dirty I am."

Yeah, yeah.

Also, I didn't say it was a good thing for dinner. How old are you, you guys? Eight, right? Well, then there's no way, no way! Feel it.

"Oh, my God."

That's right.

When I said miscellaneous fish sleeping, I got stuck with that fluffy cover, even went in the heating, and well the little one just fell asleep, and I should have gone at all.

"It wasn't too small for me and Stan to come in."

No, Stan's been in quite a place, hasn't he? What? Not as bad a sleeping minister as Esther, even if she's big? Uh, sure.

All four of them lived hard. Even the orphans, we were just playing back then. I can't even go to school, but I'm studying hard. That's how cozy I am and I've stayed for nearly two months.

"Thanks to you, I'm glad I partied with you."

Enough with Onna.

What, Stan? Oh, Arsh said that? What? What?

"Hot unfortunate good-looking people"

Leave me alone!

I'll be staying again!